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This story is full of all sorts of perverse and unlikely things. It 
includes all sorts of bizarre things, which happen to turn some people 
on. Things like bondage, non-consentual sex, exhibitionism, and even 
incest. Minors need not apply. Do not pass go. Do not collect $200. 
Delete from incoming box. (Like you'll listen if you're a minor... but 
at least you've been warned).

If this kind of writing causes you discomfort, if it bothers you or is 
even likely to bother you, please don't read it. Consider yourself 
warned. If you read it despite all these warnings and are offended,
what 
the heck are you doing? Give yourself a shake.

I guess I should point out that this story is fictional. I have never 
figured out time travel and if I did, I suspect I wouldn't misuse the 
privilege nor would I engage in non-consensual sex or incest under any 
circumstances nor would I counsel anyone else to do so. These are bad 
things. <Does this really need saying? Isn't this common sense? Hello?> 
Any resemblance to persons living or dead are purely coincidental.

Also, let's be clear about this. Archiving of the story is OK. But 
charging money for it (including charging for access to any archived 
copies) isn't cool. Needless to say, giving me credit for the story is 
not an option. This work is copyrighted by the author subject to the 
above stated conditions.

This is a work in progress. I will continue posting it as long as there 
is interest (both yours and mine). Any comments, good or bad, are 
welcome. Suggestions for the storyline are also welcome.

If you are still with me, read on and please enjoy.

- crimson


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Chapter 109 - Time Out Of Time

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By Crimson Dragon (dcrimson@yahoo.com)

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She screamed out her pain as I lashed her vulnerable breasts twice in 
rapid succession. First her left, then her right before she had time 
to recover from the first blow. I carefully avoided the nipples, but 
the crop still left angry red welts across her pale breasts. She fell 
again to the side, trying to curl her bare body up to protect herself. 
Moaning and rocking. The pain flooding her mind. The only thing she 
could think of was to avoid another blow. Stop the awful pain.

I watched Amy and Sheila as Elizabeth fought down her pain on the bed. 
Finally Elizabeth looked up at me with teary eyes from her lying 
position and gasped.

"Oh God. Please no more. I can't take it any more. It hurts. Christ, 
it hurts."

"I know it does. Are you ready to choose yet?"

"Oh God. Please no. My tits. My poor tits."

"I won't hit you again if you choose. Jane or Christi? Simple."

"You can't make me do this. I won't."

"Alright. Knees."

I watched out of the corner of my eye as Jane's mouth opened and then 
shut. She fought with herself while Elizabeth struggled to right 
herself. Elizabeth collapsed, moaning again into the bed. I had to 
reach forward to help the crying girl and between the two of us she 
finally kept her balance on her knees. Moaning.

"Elizabeth," Jane finally braved opening her mouth again. "Please. 
Just choose me and get it over with. I. I want to do it. Okay, honey? 
Stop this, before you faint. It's not necessary."

Elizabeth closed her eyes. "Janey, I love you. I can't. Just let me do 
this my way."

"Elizabeth, please. I can't watch this anymore." Jane looked up at me 
with pleading in her eyes. She addressed me, switching back to slave 
talk. "M-master? Please. You are going to kill her. She can't take 
this. Take this slave. Please. She'll do what you want. She'll let 
herself be punished with Slave Elizabeth. Willingly. She can't choose. 
You must understand. I'll do it. Please."

I took a deep breath and looked back at Elizabeth, trying to ignore 
Jane.

"Elizabeth. The next one is coming across your nipples again."

"Oh God. No. No more. Please. I'll do what you want." I could see the 
raw fear in her eyes. The fear of that crop crashing across her 
nipples again. Afraid that she wouldn't pass out. She was cringing 
back now, not bravely thrusting her breasts towards me anymore.

"You'll do what I want?"

"Anything."

"You'll choose a girl to be punished with?"

"Yes. You bastard. I will." Her breath was ragged, her striped breasts 
rising and falling with her efforts at controlling her pain. "Just, 
for the love of God, quit hitting me. Please."

I lay back onto the bed and watched the girl suffer. She closed her 
eyes and moaned as another residual wave flowed through her body. I 
glanced back at the nude girls making love on the chair. They looked 
frightened as well, but continued their ordered activities. Amy 
pulling at her ropes.

"Well?" I spoke softly to Elizabeth.

"I. I don't deserve this. I just didn't want to have sex with a woman. 
Please."

"You knew that you were going to be punished."

"But it hurts."

"Punishments usually do."

"But ... you have no idea ... please. I'm a person over here," she was 
in tears again.

"I know you are, Elizabeth. Come on. I don't want to hurt you anymore. 
At least not in this pointless game. Pick one and we can move on. 
Alright?"

"You are such a god-damn bastard."

"Choose."

Her voice dropped to a whisper as she turned her head towards Jane and 
Christi kneeling on the floor in their clothing.

"I'm so sorry. I wanted to hold out. But it hurts. God it hurts. 
Janey? Please forgive me. Please?"

"You're choosing Jane?"

"Yes, goddamn you."

Jane rose to her bare feet and walked carefully over to the bed. 
Giving me lots of time to order her back to her knees. I didn't. Jane 
carefully embraced the naked woman kneeling on the bed. Both having 
tears running down their faces. Jane carefully traced Elizabeth's 
welts, gently kissing her bare breasts. Nothing sexual, just comfort.

"We'll do this together. Okay? Don't worry about me, just worry about 
getting yourself through whatever he's going to do to us. Alright?" 
Jane whispered to Elizabeth. "Be strong. You can do it."

Elizabeth, still sobbing in her pain, just nodded. Underneath, though, 
she knew that she wasn't even strong enough to hold off the pain 
enough not to choose her punishment partner. She wasn't so sure she 
could take whatever I had planned for her. But she'd have to.

I let Jane hold Elizabeth in her arms and slipped off the bed. As I 
walked over to Christi, Amy began moaning a bit more urgently. My 
attention riveted to the two women by the chair. Amy had her eyes 
closed and was pulling against the ropes holding her. I watched 
fascinated as she did her best to thrust her bound hips towards 
Sheila's mouth. Crying out softly. Biting her lip. Finally, she took a 
deep breath and held it, straining every muscle in her small body 
against her bondage. She let her breath out in a gasp and a cry as she 
crashed through an orgasm. Her breathing ragged. Tears running down 
her face. When she was done, she opened her eyes, flushing bright red 
as she realized that we'd all witnessed it. Sheila rocked back on her 
heels, working her tongue through her mouth, working out the cramps.

I clapped softly. I really hadn't expected Amy to even enjoy Sheila's 
mouth. I had just had them doing it to provide a distraction and 
reinforce that I could make them do it. Her orgasm was completely 
unexpected. I suspect that she hadn't expected it either, judging by 
her tears and her flush. True, she hadn't been allowed relief for 
quite some time. And she had been in erotic situations, including this 
one. Perhaps she was just super-sensitive or something. Amy blushed 
even deeper as she heard the soft clapping.

I tore my eyes away from the heaving bound girl and crouched by 
Christi. She had some evidence of fright in her eyes, but she was 
reasonably composed, considering.

"You didn't have to do that. What she did wasn't worth cropping her 
breasts. And I couldn't have chosen either. No matter what you did to 
me. She's hurt enough. Don't punish her more. For me? Please?"

"Christi, I'm almost tempted to listen to you, but she needs it."

"She's not an animal. She'll do what you want, now. You've won. Leave 
her alone."

"She's not an animal. I know that."

"You want to punish her, don't you?"

I nodded.

"God help her. Jane didn't do anything. Go easier on her. Okay?"

I nodded. I had no intention of punishing Jane with the same intensity 
as Elizabeth. Christi was right. Jane hadn't done anything to deserve 
her punishment. Truthfully, Elizabeth hadn't either. I sat silently, 
just looking at the fine lines of Christi's face. The others were 
right, she could easily have been a model.

She got nervous at my inspection of her.

"What?"

I remained silent.

"You want me to do something, don't you? Please don't get me involved 
in the punishment. I swear, I'll do anything else. Don't make me hurt 
them. Please."

"Alright. You can do something else for me."

"Oh God. I don't like it when you get in these moods."

"Take Sheila's place."

"You ... you want me to make love to Amy? Please no. Not again."

"Would you rather help me with Jane and Elizabeth?"

"Please. Neither. Tie me to the bed or something while you play. Take 
me. I want you. I'll make love to you. You'd like that, wouldn't you?"

"I would, but right now, I need you to lick Amy."

"God. Alright. If you'll go easier on Elizabeth and Jane. Please?"

"Bargaining? Christi, let's get something straight, okay? You are 
going to do as I ask, or I will go harder on Jane and Elizabeth."

Realizing that her bargaining power was reduced to ashes, Christi's 
eyes brimmed with tears.

"You bastard."

I smiled at her. "I won't kill them. I promise. They might be a bit 
uncomfortable, but they'll be alright. They've been through worse."

"I know. I. I just feel bad for them. As another female."

"They'll be fine. Now, are you going to make love to Amy?"

"If I must."

"You do."

Christi's hands stole to the base of her sweater and she slowly pulled 
it to her neck. Her whole body was shaking with her soft crying as she 
did.

"Christi?"

She stopped undressing and looked at me with teary eyes.

"Why are you taking that off?"

"Don't I have to be nude to have sex with Amy?"

"No. You are just licking her. You can keep your clothes on."

Her eyes widened as she realized that she wasn't going to lose her 
clothes this quickly. A smile almost graced her lips.

"I want you to keep licking her until I tell you to stop. If she 
climaxes again, give her a few minutes of break and then continue. I'm 
going to trust you with this. Okay?"

"I guess."

I rose to my feet and approached Amy. Sheila was still kneeling 
quietly at Amy's bound feet. I touched her blonde head and motioned 
her to sit up on the bed which she did silently. I crouched beside Amy 
who was still breathing a bit hard from her climax.

"I wasn't expecting that, you know."

"Neither was I." Tears were dripping down her face as she realized the 
enormity of what she had done. Climaxed voluntarily with another 
woman.

"Amy. What happened?"

"I don't know. I really don't. I closed my eyes, and it started to 
feel good. And I haven't been allowed any relief in days. And I. I 
guess I got turned on. I'm sorry."

"Nothing to be sorry about. I'm impressed that you could do it. 
Listen. I'm going to have Christi continue where Sheila left off."

"Oh God. Please no. I. I don't want it. No more. I climaxed for you. 
Please."

"Amy. There is precious little you can do about it. Christi is going 
to be on her knees, right here, and lick you until I tell her to stop. 
You can enjoy it if you want, or you can hate it. My guess is that 
hating it will make the time pass a lot slower. Pretend it's your 
boyfriend or something."

"Why are you doing this to me?"

"Because I want to think about you in here with Christi licking you. 
Knowing it is happening."

"Oh God. Please."

"Up to you, how you deal with it. Okay?"

"I'm not a lesbian. Oh God. Please. I've done everything you want. 
Please untie me. I don't want to do this. Please?"

"Amy, nobody here thinks you are a lesbian. If you were, this wouldn't 
be nearly as much fun for me. You are just following orders. Okay?"

"I can't make you change your mind?"

"'fraid not."

She nodded, tears beginning anew as she realized that spread out the 
way she was, there was absolutely nothing she could do about it. And 
if she tried, it would just mean punishment.

"Good girl. Christi?"

Christi shuffled forward, her jeans whispering on the carpet. Her bare 
feet, upturned as she moved. She looked up at Amy who turned her face 
away, flushed and crying.

"I know, Amy. I don't particularly want to do this either. But he'll 
go easier on Jane and Elizabeth if we behave. Alright? I'm not into 
girls either. I've got it harder on this end. Believe me. Mighty hard 
to fantasize that I'm doing this to a guy when it's you I'm licking. 
Try to enjoy it, alright? It'll make the time go quicker. I get the 
feeling we are going to be at this a while." She turned towards me 
with a look of sadness. "You are a bastard you know. We've been good."

"I know, sweety. I'll give you a long rest after this. Okay?"

She nodded and placed her fingers lightly on the ropes that held Amy's 
knees apart. She sighed heavily and looked up at Amy again.

"You ready, sweety?"

"As ready as I can be, I guess," Amy took a deep breath waiting for 
the female tongue to touch her bound body.

Christi leaned forward and hesitantly stuck her tongue between her 
lips and traced up Amy's lubricated lower lips. Amy gasped, and 
Christi moaned at the touch. Given Amy's look, I wouldn't be surprised 
to see her reach another climax eventually. After watching the two 
women for a few moments, I turned back to the three girls on the bed.

"You three ready?"

Elizabeth had managed to stop her crying in Jane's arms. Jane shook 
her head negative, but she knew that it wasn't going to help them.

Sheila spoke gently from her seat on the bed.

"Master? Can a slave ask why she is involved in this? She was kind of 
busy during your explanation."

I smiled. She had been busy bringing Amy to her first climax of the 
day.

"Sheila. You are going to help me with Jane and Elizabeth."

"Doing what?"

"I find myself having to punish them. Are you going to be alright 
helping me?"

"You want me to hurt them? I. I don't know if I can do that."

"I'll keep my eye on you. If you look like you can't do it, I'll 
decide and get you out. Fair enough?"

"Yes, sir."

"Jane? Come here."

Jane squirmed out from beneath Elizabeth and rose to her bare feet to 
come stand in front of me. I could smell the flowers in her hair from 
her shampoo. She was still silky clean. Quite a difference from the 
sticky girl I had created earlier this morning.

I reached out and fingered the bodice of her dress. It was a strapless 
dress held up by her breasts. The strapless feature might just come in 
handy. She looked at me with regret in her eyes.

"I suppose that you are going to want me to take it off."

"Net yet."

"I'd rather strip than have you ruin it. If I have a choice."

"I won't ruin it. And if I do, we'll find you something else to wear."

"Jeans?"

"Maybe. Turn around."

She did, knowing what was coming. She held her hands loosely behind 
her back allowing me to place the handcuffs around her slender wrists. 
She whimpered a bit as she felt the steel bite into her skin, but she 
didn't resist. She knew that she was getting punished one way or the 
other, and resisting wouldn't make it any easier on her. I'm not sure 
she quite understood why she was getting punished with Elizabeth, but 
she was a smart girl. She probably did.

I motioned for the other girls to rise from the bed. They did, 
Elizabeth having a bit of trouble and favouring her chest, trying to 
move it as little as possible.

I led Jane out into the hallway, leaving the door open, giving me a 
view from the hall of Christi licking Amy. Amy's breathing was already 
getting heavier again as we left the room. Elizabeth and Sheila both 
trailed me out into the hallway, their bare feet whispering on the 
carpet.






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