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Subject: Time Out Of Time (Chapter 4) [Mf, MFf, bd, exh, sm, inc, nc]
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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-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 4]

"Alright Christi, put the scissors down. Come here."

Christi padded over. "Hands behind your back."

Christi quietly obeyed. I slipped some cord around her slender wrists,
pulling
them tightly together. Christi cried out a bit at the tightness, but
didn't
bring herself to complain.

I positioned myself to get the best view.

"Christi, I want you to make love to Kimberly. And I had better get a
good
show. If you both don't orgasm within twenty minutes, I think I'm
going to
have to punish you both."

Kimberly simply wailed.

Christi closed her eyes and started to move towards Kimberly. "Please
don't 
make me do this. I don't know if I can do it. I've never been with a
woman.
I'm not into girls. Please."

I simply motioned her forward.

Resigning herself, she padded forward. Hesitantly, she tried to kiss
Kimberly.
I could see Kimberly resist. She turned her head away from Christi
with a
shudder. Christi, pulled weakly at her bound wrists in frustration. I
could
hear her whisper to Kimberly, "I know, I don't like it either, but if
we don't
at least try, he is going to hurt us, I'm sure of it. Please."

Kimberly just shook her head. And whispered back, "I can't. I'm so
sorry. I
just can't."

Christi, resigning herself, worked her way down Kimberly's bare body.
I could
see Kimberly shudder, as Christi began to work her tongue around her
bare
breasts. Lightly flicking the now erect nipples with her tongue. Softly
biting at them. Eyes closed. I could see Kimberly was almost enjoying
the
touches but she consciously was avoiding any pleasure. That was going
to cost
her, I decided. At least Christi was doing her best.

I watched as Christi worked up her courage and slowly slipped to her
bare knees
in front of the chair. Kimberly struggled to close her legs but the
ropes
held her ankles very securely to the outside of the chair making her
vagina
accessible to Christi. I saw the tormented woman take a deep breath
and lower
her face between Kimberly's bound legs. I wandered up to see her shame
close
up as her tongue gently caressed Kimberly's outer lips. Startled by my
presence, Christi began to run her tongue between the lips, searching
for
Kimberly's clitoris. Kimberly was pulling against the ropes, trying
desperately
to free herself from this humiliation. Naked. Tied. Having another
woman making
love to her.

I let Christi continue for about twenty minutes. With Kimberly's
refusal to
cooperate, I wasn't surprised that she was unable to accomplish her
task. 
But I had to give her credit for trying. Then I figured it was about
time
to follow through with my punishment. I had some idea that this was
going to
be necessary, so I'd been considering to what to subject the girls.

"Come on Christi, we need to get some things."

Her face registered some concern, but she struggled to her feet and
moved
ahead of me to the sports area. There we found a nice pingpong set,
complete
with paddles encased in rubber. Christi's face began to really register
concern as I picked up the kit. She began pulling at the ropes on her
wrists as we marched back to the center of the store.

"Okay girls. I told you that if you both hadn't orgasmed in twenty
minutes,
there was going to be punishment." Kimberly looked at the paddles and
just 
moaned. "But, I think that Christi was really trying, while someone else
really didn't make much of an effort here." I gave a withering glance
directed at Kimberly. "So, I'm going to give Christi three spanks only. 
Then she is going to give Kimberly her punishment since Kimberly was 
probably most of the cause."

"Oh God. You're going to spank us? Please. Please don't. I tried.
Really I did."

"I know Christi. But how will you ever learn to obey me, if I don't
discipline
you?"

"Oh God. Please."

"Come here. Over my knee."

Christi hadn't been spanked since she was a small girl. And never
nude. And
certainly not bound as she was. She felt completely self conscious as
she 
meekly draped herself over her captor's lap, bare bottom available for
the 
paddle.

"Now Christi, this is going to hurt like hell, but remember you are only
going to get three. I want you to count them off."

I gave the poor squirming woman three good swats on the bare behind. As
instructed, she counted them off, between sobs. I could see Kimberly
watching in fascination as Christi took her spanking.

After the third time, I released the sobbing woman and she fell to her
knees trying to ease the pain in her behind with her bound hands. I took
pity on her and released her hands allowing her to rub her red ass.
She'd
need her hands free for the next adventure, anyway.

After giving Christi some time to recover, I handed her the paddle
that I'd
just used on her. 

"Now, I want you to use this on Kimberly. If I think that you are
holding
back, you get another five. I think that you should paddle Kimberly
twenty
times for her disobedience. Remember that her disobedience caused you to
get punished as well."

"Oh God, I don't want to punish her. Please don't make me do this. I
can't
hit another woman. It's not right. Please."

I just motioned her to continue.

"But I can't do it. I can't. Besides, she's tied up sitting. I can't
hit her."

"Look. If you don't start paddling, I'll paddle you again. Hard. And I
might
just tie you the same way and paddle your breasts next, just as I
expect you
to paddle Kimberly. Or maybe I'll let Kimberly paddle you until you
agree
to paddle her. I'm almost sure that I could convince her to do it."

"Oh God. I can't hit a woman there. Do you have any idea how much that
will
hurt?"

"Well, no, but I imagine that it would hurt an awful lot. Maybe that
will
convince her to be more cooperative."

Kimberly broke down at this point and began struggling against her bonds
realizing what was about to happen to her poor defenseless breasts.

"Please don't paddle me. I'll do anything. I'll enjoy Christi. I'll
come for
you. Anything. Please don't make her hit me. Please. Please." I could
tell that
Kimberly was beginning to see that I was pretty serious about her
cooperation.

I wandered over to Christi and gently took the paddle from her hand.
Then
without warning, slapped the broadside of the paddle against the side
of her
right breast. Christi's face registered the shock of the blow and then
she
screamed, reaching up to cradle the breast which no doubt was stinging
beyond
belief. Tears of pain sprung to her eyes.

"Now, do you think that you can take twenty of those while bound to a
chair?"

Christi imagined herself bound as Kimberly and realizing that there was 
absolutely no way that she could take twenty paddles to the breasts. Her
right breast felt like it was on fire and she knew that I hadn't given
the
paddle full force. Worse, it was only on the side of the breast.
Imagine the
pain if I had caught a nipple.

Christi, tears in her eyes, her face a mask of resignation, gently
took the
paddle from my hand and padded to Kimberly. Crying, I could hear her
tell
Kimberly to be brave, and that she was so sorry, that she didn't want to
do this but it was going to happen one way or the other. And that she
was
far less strong than her captor. The blows wielded by the woman
wouldn't be 
nearly as bad as from me.

Christi began by gently slapping Kimberly's right breast on the side.
Tears
had begun at Kimberly's eyes, but she was determined not to cry out.

"Christi. What did I tell you about going easy on her? Hmmmm? I want
to see
some serious spanking here, and some had better hit her nipples. Now
start
over."

Christi just moaned. She closed her eyes and brought the next paddle
down hard
on Kimberly's left breast. I watched as Kimberly's left breast danced
crazily
on her chest and she pulled in a big breath of air. To her credit she
still
hadn't cried out. The next paddle caught her right breast and this
time she
screamed as the paddle touched her right nipple.

This went on for about fifteen minutes, with the girls resting and
crying
throughout the whole ordeal. By the end, there was not an inch of skin
that was not an angry red on Kimberly's tits. I wandered forward and
fondled
the sore skin feeling the incredible heat radiating off Kimberly's tits.
Christi had fallen to her bare knees after the twentieth spank and
sobbed.
I think it was harder on Christi to hit the other woman than for
Kimberly
to receive the blows.

"You bastard," Christi managed to gasp out from her kneeling position.

I just smiled as I bound her wrists behind her back again. "I'll bet
she's 
more cooperative after this. Now, make love to her."

Christi, still crying, but without hesitation crawled forward and
began to 
tongue Kimberly. Kimberly, still sobbing from the humiliation and the
pain 
in her tits, moved her hips as best she could to the comforting licking 
from Christi. Within ten minutes, Kimberly had orgasmed in the ropes. 
Immediately, Christi had climbed to her feet and still crying had
positioned 
herself over one of Kimberly's bound knees. Slowly she began rubbing
her 
bare vagina against the smooth skin of Kimberly's leg and within ten 
minutes had worked herself to an orgasm as well. As she slipped to the 
floor in humiliation, and exhaustion, I wandered over and petted her
head. 
I quickly slipped a dog collar around her throat and ran a chain with a 
padlock to a nearby pillar. I left her hands securely bound behind her.

"You can rest now, I'll be back in a few minutes."

"Take your time," Christi replied from the floor.





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