Message-ID: <7095eli$9801072300@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: <URL:http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/Year98/7095.txt> From: Crimson Dragon <dcrimson@yahoo.com> Subject: Time out of time (Chapter 3) [Mf, MFf, bd, exh, sm, inc, 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: <19980107053142.9428.rocketmail@send1a.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. 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 [Chapter 3] I walked back to the place where I'd left Christi tied to the shopping cart. She had moved a little down the aisle, but not far from where I left her. I glanced at her. "I was thinking of trying to escape again, but then realized that I didn't have a hope. So I was just looking at the aisle while I waited," she hurriedly explained. I suspected that she was lying, but that was of no consequence. "I want you to meet a new friend of mine. Her name is Kimberly." "You grabbed another one, didn't you?". I just smiled and prodded the nude girl with my gun. That got her moving towards the center of the store where I had Kimberly tied into the chair. Picked up a pair of shears and a utility knife on the way. I watched as Christi walked slowly with her attached cart, admiring the way her bare legs moved and loving the sound of her bare feet as they moved against the tile of the store. As we rounded the last corner, I heard Christi gasp as she saw the woman immobilized in the chair. I saw Kimberly's mouth drop as she watched the nude woman walk around the corner tied to the cart. I had Christi stop. And I carefully unwound the rope holding her hands to the cart. She idly rubbed her wrists while waiting for my next instructions. I handed her the shears. "Don't even think that you can get at me with those before I blow big holes in you." Christi mutely nodded. "Now, I want you to carefully cut all the clothing off Kimberly." "Please no. I'll do anything. I'll strip for you. Anything. But please, untie me. Please ...", Kimberly wailed as it sunk in what I was planning. I heard Christi whisper to the bound woman, "I'm sorry, I don't want to do this ...". But I let it slide, for now. Perhaps later I would punish her for that. I leaned back on a wall and watched as Christi slowly cut the clothes off Kimberly until she was sitting in the chair in only her bra, panties and shoes. Kimberly was quietly sobbing, but for a nearly nude woman tied to a chair in a frozen hardware store, she was holding up pretty well. "Now, Christi, I want you to get her shoes off." Christi knelt down on the floor and struggled with the other woman's shoes until she managed to work them off. The socks were cut off in short order. Kimberly now sat barefoot in the chair. "Now the bra and panties." Kimberly pleaded again. "Please no. Let me keep them, please." "Kimberly, do I have to gag you?" Kimberly's mouth snapped shut and she quietly shook her head as she resigned herself to the fact that she was going to be as naked as Christi in moments. I watched, rapt, as Christi cut away the final items of covering from Kimberly's body. Her bare breasts falling into view, and the soft down between her legs becoming visible as Christi pulled the scraps of cloth from Kimberly's body. Kimberly sat there, unable to cover herself and hung her head in shame. She sat nude, tied and humiliated in the middle of a hardware store. Naked for me and Christi, bound to a chair amongst the tatters of her clothing. All this in a world without time, when all she had done was go out to the wrong hardware store at the wrong time to pick up paint. She would forget this whole experience soon enough. But I wouldn't. _________________________________________________________ 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 | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | <http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/><http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/faq.html>