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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 18 - Time Out Of Time]

I walked over to where Christi was seated. She looked up at me. "My
turn to 
be tormented again I suppose."

I ignored her and handed her the shears from the hardware store. The
hardware
store reminded me of Kimberly, probably still bound nude in that chair
suffering that tight breast bondage and the clothes pins she had had
to beg
me to put on her. Probably should go check on her soon.

Christi gripped the shears in her bound hands and looked up at me. For a
fleeting moment I thought I saw her gauge her chances at driving the
blades
into my chest. The moment passed. Not sure whether it was the fact
that she
knew that it would fail. Or whether she was still wondering about that
promise I made in her mother's office. Either way, she rose from the
chair to
her feet.

"Christi, I need you to go cut the clothes off Elaine."

"Please, haven't you done enough to them?"

Jane just moaned. 

I didn't answer Christi and after a moment, she knew that she'd have to
do it. She walked with her small steps, chains jangling, to the older
sister who cringed back as far as she could against the ropes.

Christi whispered something to the girl to try and calm her, but ended
up
slipping the scissors in at the neck line of her sweatshirt and split it
down the middle exposing the bra enclosed breasts. A few more strokes
of the
shears and the fabric of her shirt and skirt had been shredded from her
body.

Elaine spoke for the first time directed at Christi. "Please don't
continue. 
You don't need to strip me."

I heard Christi's reply. "I have to. You have to understand that I don't
have a choice." She continued by cutting first the panties then the bra
and gently removing them from the trembling girl.

Jane just hung her head. "Strip her, but please don't hurt her. OK? I
stripped for you ..."

I moved closer, getting an idea of what I wanted to do. The father was
going to blow a gasket with this one.

I walked forward and picked up Christi's leash, pushing her to her
knees.
I removed the handcuffs so she could crawl.

"Crawling again. Please no."

I just tugged on the leash and the naked girl began to crawl in front of
these strangers. I led her out to the bench with the father tied to
it. Dave's eyes widened as he watched me lead the docile beauty out
on her leash. I saw him let his breath out as he realized that it wasn't
one of his daughters or his wife crawling behind me.

I had Christi kneel for me and handed her the scissors.

"I want you to cut out the crotch of his pants."

Dave began to struggle against the ropes as Christi inched forward on
her
knees. His struggling making it difficult to determine the best place
to cut the fabric.

I idly commented, "If he doesn't stop moving, then just cut at random.
If certain parts get in the way because he's moving he has nobody to
blame but himself."

At the words, Dave ceased struggling, but he still tried.

"Listen lady, you got a weapon. Attack him. Stop him. Look what he's
doing
to us and you."

Christi patiently looked up into his forlorn face and quietly stated the
obvious. "Sir, I can't. Look at me. I'm naked. Look at my ankles.
They're
hobbled. Even if I tried, I'd never make it before he made a new hole in
my body. That's assuming that he didn't just freeze me again. Don't you
think if there was any hope, I'd have tried it by now. I've been naked
and his slave for the last day or so. He's made me spank a woman.
He's forced me into lesbian acts. I've had to crawl for him. Believe
me, 
I've seen what he's capable of." While she was talking gently, her
hands 
were moving and carefully cutting away his pants around the crotch to
expose
his genitals.

Finished she backed away and handed me the scissors handle first.

"Christi, I'm getting tired of his chatter and blustering. Pick up
Jane's panties and bra and stuff them in his mouth."

If her statements about her dominant side were true, I was probably
giving
her a minor thrill to dominate this guy. Even though she was the one
naked
and in chains, she was still more free than Dave.

Christi bent down and gathered up Jane's panties and bra from the
littering
of clothes still left from the unwilling strip show.

"Please, sir, open you mouth."

"Goddamned if I will." And he clapped his mouth shut. Christi looked
at me
helplessly.

"Do you realize what he is going to do to your family if you don't let
me
put these in your mouth."

Opening his mouth ever so slightly, he replied, "He's going to do it
anyway,
dammit. Don't you see that? No way."

"Okay, Christi, I'll go get Jane. Her pain will probably get him to
open up."

"Wait," Christi pleaded, "there's another way. Please?"

I gave it one last chance.

"He's going to whip your daughter, man. Get it through your thick skull.
Look at me. Normally I get men to do what I want. And I'm sitting here
naked, in chains, trying to keep us both out of trouble. He'll punish me
for not being able to gag you. Open your mouth and he won't whip her.
Won't
whip me. I've seen it. Cooperate and things don't go as badly. I swear
it." 

In fascination I watched as the naked girl reached down to the man's 
exposed crotch while she had him distracted with her voice and without
warning squeezed his balls. His mouth opened in surprise and pain and
as he began his cry of pain, Christi quickly shoved his daughter's
panties 
deep into his mouth. Once in, he stopped resisting as she wrapped
Jane's 
bra about his head and tied it off, keeping the panties securely in his 
mouth. His eyes were riveted to the bare breasts hanging in front of
his 
face. Don't know any male who wouldn't be distracted by those. I
smiled at 
her ingenuity.

"Okay Christi, kneel down here and wait for me to come back."

She fell to her knees and inched over to the spot I indicated.

"Don't hurt them, please?"

I nodded. I had other plans anyway.




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