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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 20 Time Out Of Time ]

Jane took at deep breath, looked directly into my eyes. "Bastard," she
almost spat at me. She pulled at her bound wrists and moved around her
sister until she was kneeling between her outstretched legs.

"Please don't make us do this?"

I had moved over to the bench and sat down beside the father who still
had
his eyes closed and was trying his best to ignore what was happening in
front of his. I'd change that in a second.

Christi was curled up beside Dave's legs, but also beside mine. I felt
her
touch my leg with her bound hands. I looked down at her and she was
looking up with her pretty face. She whispered to me, "Please don't make
them do this. They're too young. It's not necessary."

I just shook my head, and resigned, the blonde just turned back and
watched,
as sobbing, eyes closed, Jane lowered her head between her sister's
legs.
>From my angle, I could see her tentatively reach out with her tongue and
trace up her sister's vaginal lips. Elaine shuddered and Jane raised her
head again.

"I can't do this."

I just showed her the crop and sobbing she bent back to her task.
Elaine had
her eyes closed as well, probably desperately trying to fantasize that
it
was her boyfriend licking her between the legs and not her younger
sister.

I leaned over to my bound and unwilling benchmate and whispered in his
ear.
"Davie, open your eyes and watch your daughters. They are doing a
beautiful
thing together."

He just shook his head. There were actually tears falling from his eyes.
Not sure if they were tears of rage or of grief.

"Davie, you realize that I'll make you do it somehow. Maybe you prefer
it
if your wife joined in with your daughters." I whispered.

He opened his eyes and there was just pure hate in them as he glared
at me.
He tried to say something around Jane's panties, but it came up muffled.
Probably some comment on my ancestry. I didn't care as long as he
watched.

I glanced back at the girls. Jane still had her eyes closed but was
doing
a passable job of pretending to enjoy eating her sister. Elaine was
having
a hard time getting the image of her naked sister out of her mind, but
she was managing to curb her revulsion enough to make it look like she
was enjoying it. And I hadn't even had to hit her. Jane was a pretty
powerful persuader when she had to be. 

Christi couldn't tear her eyes away from the show in front of her. She
pulled weakly at her chains but remained reasonably still.

I got up from the bench and crouched down beside Christi. I leaned in
close
to her ear and whispered to her.

"You ever given a blow job?"

Her face registered some surprise. Up until this point I hadn't asked
the
women in my power to do anything to or for me. Though they all had
offered
at some point to try and avoid some unpleasant task.

She turned to me, "I thought you'd never ask."

"Not me, you wench. Though, maybe later. I'm dying here."

Christi, smiled, pleased that I was in some discomfort as well. Her
smile
disappeared when she realized who the only other man was. The one she
had
been forced to gag earlier with his own daughter's panties.

"Please no. I don't even know the guy. He's their father. It'll kill him
if he gets hard while he's forced to watch this."

"I know. And besides, you were willing to do me, and you don't know me."

"Oh God. Please. His wife is in the store. Don't make me do this."

"Are you any good at it?"

She swallowed hard. "I've had boyfriends tell me I was."

"Can you tell when a guy is about to come?"

"Usually."

"Alright. I want you to tease him. Give him a blow job, but don't let
him
come if he even reacts. Got it?"

"Please no. I'll crawl to the end of time for you. I'd join the girls.
Anything.
Please."

But she was already rising to her knees, she knew that my decision was
made.
As she bent her head, I could see the tears begin. Dave's eyes widened
as
he realized what was about to happen. This gorgeous naked blonde was
about
to give him head. Her hands secured behind her. On her knees. In the
middle
of a mall. His daughters having sex in front of him. He shook his head, 
pulled weakly against the ropes holding him. Mumbled through his gag.

She looked at me once more. Pleading in her eyes. I ignored her and
moved
over to the two naked women on the floor. Trusted her to do what she was
told. I heard her whisper to Dave that she was sorry and didn't want
to do
it either.

Elaine was beginning to breathe harder. I ran my finger between Jane's
kneeling
legs. Jane jumped at the touch but continued to lick her sister. Jane
was 
shivering and dry.

I whispered in her ear, "Sixty-nine."

She looked at me with a pleading look. Going to be really hard for
Elaine
to fantasize about her boyfriend with her sister's pussy pressing
against 
her mouth.

As Jane struggled to position herself for a sixty-nine, the handcuffs
impeding her greatly, I ran my finger through Elaine's pussy. She was
damp.

Jane managed to get her knees on either side of Elaine's head and
lowered
herself to Elaine's mouth. Elaine wrinkled her nose and turned her head.

Jane looked up at me from the floor. "Please don't make us continue."

"Jane ..."

"Okay, but please untie me. I can sixty nine better if I can support
myself.
It's okay to have my hands behind my back if I'm just kneeling there,
but
this is different. Don't worry, I get the point that you don't want me
to
use my fingers."

Now that made some sense. I toyed with making her struggle with it,
but since
she had been so cooperative, I reached down and released her wrists.
She brought her arms forward and supported herself, hands and knees
over her
bound sister. Gently she lowered herself until she was pressed against
her
sisters body. Rubbing the bare skin together, breasts softly touching
her
sister. She bent her head to her sister's pussy again. Her sister moaned
but refused to use her tongue on Jane.

Without warning, I brought the crop down on Elaine's outstretched
thigh right
beside Jane's working head. Elaine screamed as the welt formed. She
got the
picture quick. As I checked next, Elaine was crying, but using her mouth
to lick and pleasure Jane. Jane still didn't seem very wet, but as long
as an orgasm happened, I didn't much care.

I glanced over to the bench and watched as the father struggled against
warring forces. The gorgeous blonde, naked and bound in front of him,
forced
to suck him. Every man's dream. Her lips and tongue running up and down
him. Loyalty to his family. Not wanting to react. His daughters naked
and having sex in front of him. Disgust warring with pleasure.

I sat on the bench beside the father. Him still trying to bargain, or
curse
through the panties. Watching Christi bring him to hardness, slowly
moving
her head up and down, her tongue snaking out to tease him. Despite all
his
efforts, unable to keep his penis soft. Christi, backing off as he began
to enjoy her mouth too much. Biting him on command whenever I noticed
his 
eyes closing or him not paying attention to Jane and Elaine. Tears
falling 
from her eyes as she had to take him back into her mouth to begin the
cycle 
again.

After about half hour, Elaine shuddered in orgasm. Pulling against her
ropes.
I was actually surprised that she had reached orgasm before Jane. Jane
looked
more like the type to finish quickly to get it over with.

After Elaine had orgasmed, Jane lifted her head and looked at me, as
though
to ask permission to stop licking Elaine. I nodded and Jane sat up to
her
knees, her vagina pressed to Elaine's face. Elaine continued her
tonguing,
as Jane flushed. Her hands raised to fondle her own breasts. Pinching
the
nipple and tracing the small welt where the crop had caught her. She
probably
began to fantasize that maybe some guy was eating her out. Within
minutes
Jane cried out softly, and stiffened in her own orgasm. Finally falling
forward in exhaustion. Elaine gratefully stopped tonguing her sister.

Christi, noticing that the girls had completed their task stopped her
blowjob and looked at me expectantly.

I motioned that she could stop, leaving Dave hard and uncomfortable and
moaning through the panties. Christi curled up to her seated position
on the mall tile beside his bound legs, breathing hard.

I walked over to Jane and Elaine, and stretched out Jane's arms until
she
gripped her sister's ankle. I wrapped rope around both limbs and lashed
her wrists to Elaine's ankles. Jane made no resistance as I did the same
to her bare legs. Lashing her to her sister. Bare skin pressing together
as they relaxed from their ordeal.

I allowed Dave to close his eyes again, knowing full well that all he
could
see behind his closed lids was probably Christi's head bobbing up and
down on his penis or his daughters locked in a sixty-nine. Either way
was torture enough.






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