Message-ID: <7895eli$9804151604@qz.little-neck.ny.us> From: Crimson Dragon <dcrimson@yahoo.com> Subject: Time Out Of Time (Chapter 63) [Mf, MFf, bd, exh, sm, nc] Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: <usenet-approval@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Original-Message-ID: <19980415034852.21616.rocketmail@send1d.yahoomail.com> 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-consentual 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. I'd like to thank Rowan for her excellent feedback and commentary on the story thus far. She's now putting her talents into proof-reading the story, and for this I'm appreciative. Hopefully, this will help keep the story lines lively, interesting and entertaining. If you are still with me, read on and please enjoy. - crimson ---------------------------------------------------------------- Chapter 63 - Time Out Of Time ---------------------------------------------------------------- By Crimson Dragon (dcrimson@yahoo.com) ---------------------------------------------------------------- I padded back to the bedroom. Carrying my clothes. I slipped into the darkened room. There was a sliver of light emerging through the heavy curtains, but it only served to eerily light the room. Jane was sleeping peacefully on her side. Christi was curled up at the foot of the bed. Her bound wrists under her head. Feet tucked up. She had settled on the only carpeted portion of the floor. I crept across the floor. Trying to keep quiet. Not to wake the girls. As I passed by Christi, I heard her stir. "M-Master?" she whispered. "Shhhhh. Go to sleep." "Please." I knelt down on the carpet in beside her. "I'm really tired, Christi, what is it?" "You made love to her. Didn't you?" A touch of jealousy in her voice. "What's going on? Why do you care?" "Oh God." I could sense the tears falling from her eyes. Silently. "Christi?" I touched her shoulder. It was shaking. "You. I. Don't know." I opted to tell her the truth. "Elizabeth just wanted some relief. She was horny. That's all." "So you had sex with her." "Yes." "Why?" "Isn't that self-explanatory?" "Oh God. Do you like her?" "Uhhhh. What's going on, Christi? I like all of you. Or I wouldn't have taken you. What's the point in having a girl naked around all the time if you don't find her attractive?" "I just thought. I don't know. I'm being stupid. As usual. I just thought that we. That I could take care of your needs." She was crying now. After everything I'd done to her. After all the abuse. All the degradation. All the humiliation. Everything. She still was attracted to me. Now, I really didn't know what the hell to do. I never expected this. Horny women, yes. Even horny women that might need me for sexual release. I could understand this. But Christi was falling beyond that. Jane had warned me. Damned if I was going to return her though. I'd invested too much time in her to just let her go because her emotions were running wild. "Christi. You don't want to do this to yourself. You are just feeling weird. I've put you in a very odd situation. You are completely controlled. Your life has changed. Completely. And you simply don't have anyone else. Think about it. You are a slave. I keep you naked. You have nothing to hide." "But. I feel so. So bizarre." "Of course you do. But believe me. I'm going to let you go eventually. You are going to forget this reality ever existed." "Why don't I hate you?" "I have no idea. You should." "I don't." Probably as close as she was going to come to admitting that she was falling for me. "Christi. You have to understand. This reality is for me. I love when you wake me up with kisses and sex. I love it when you press against me. But you have to understand that you aren't the only one here. I can't fall in love with you." "I know." She was really starting to cry now. I reached forward to pull her into my arms. She pliantly let me. I let her cry for a while. Just soft weeping. She finally cried herself out. "Can a slave wake you tomorrow?" I touched her face. "Christi, I would like nothing better." She sniffled and squirmed. Wanting out of my arms. I let her. She curled herself back up on the throw rug. Shivering a bit. I hadn't really considered the girls comfort before tonight. Didn't seem important. But if I was going to keep them for any length of time, I had to temper the amount of idle abuse that I put their bodies through. I padded out to the linen closet and retrieved four blankets and a pillow. I walked back out the living room. Elizabeth and Amy were gently snoring. I carefully covered their bare bodies. Noticing that Amy was really cold. She was shivering in her sleep. Neither stirred. Going back to the bedroom, I slipped the pillow under Christi's head. She wasn't completely asleep yet, and she mumbled something sleepily. Probably a thank-you. I covered her naked body with the blanket and she unconsciously pulled the blanket under her chin with her bound hands. Drifting back to sleep. I climbed up onto the bed. Jane stirred in her sleep. Softly crying out. Dreaming. She tried to turn over. Her bound wrist pulling her up sharply. Again she cried out. Partially awakening. I leaned over her body and released the cuff from the scratched bedpost. I touched her shoulder and she obediently turned herself towards me in her sleep. I carefully pulled her limp wrists together in front of her and connected them using the cuffs. She murmured something in her sleep. I worked myself under her. Allowing her to use my shoulder as a pillow. She murmured something else and snuggled herself against me. Her body was cool. Probably attracted to my body heat. I covered both of us with the last blanket and drifted off to sleep feeling her soft warm breath against my bare chest. _________________________________________________________ DO YOU YAHOO!? Get your free @yahoo.com address at http://mail.yahoo.com -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us |