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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 25 - Time Out Of Time ]

I awoke, according to my watch, about fourteen hours later. A pleasant
way to
awake. I opened my eyes to a gorgeous blonde, straddling my body, slowly
moving herself up and down, eyes closed, breathing hard, bare breasts
heaving. The chains on her hands and ankles softly jingling.

The sensations rising from my groin. Her soft vagina caressing my penis.
Her low moaning. In minutes I orgasmed in her. As I orgasmed she opened
her eyes and smiled.

"Good morning sleepy head."

Groggily, I said "Good morning." She continued her movement, slowly
bringing
herself to her own orgasm, softly crying out and pulling against her
bonds.

She crawled off me and worked her way up to lie with me. I gathered her
in my arms and held her for a while. Not quite believing what had
happened.
This gorgeous creature, naked and chained, voluntarily giving me sex.
And fantastic sex. I vaguely recalled her blow job, nothing expected in
return last night before I drifted off.

I heard a noise outside the bedroom. I perked my head up and glanced
over the 
bed. The scissors were lying on the bedspread near the edge. And Jane
was gone.

Christi noticed that I'd heard something and murmured in my ear, "It's
Okay.
She's just off making us breakfast. Can't order room service. They
didn't
answer, and even if they did, I have absolutely nothing to wear to greet
the guy in." She smiled.

"What's with the scissors?"

"Oh God." She paled. "I'll tell you, but you have to promise not to
hurt her."

I was confused, but decided to hear her out. "No promises."

"Oh God. Alright. This is my fault. Really. If you are going to punish
anyone,
punish me okay? Jane and I woke up early. I think Liz is still asleep.
Anyway,
I was the only one that could move. We were really quiet, didn't want to
wake you. Could just imagine what would happen if we did. Didn't even
wake Liz, though she is a pretty sound sleeper. We talked for about an
hour, got to know each other. She's pretty smart, you know. We cried a
bit,
but eventually talked ourselves into thinking it was a good idea to
make you
breakfast. But, I didn't know where you put the keys to these things,"
she
shook her wrists for emphasis. "The only thing we could do was to untie
Jane since you only used rope on her. I struggled for about an hour with
the knots. Damn these cuffs are inconvenient. Anyway, eventually we
got her
free and that's when it all fell apart."

"What happened?"

"Please, you have to promise not to hurt her."

"What happened?"

Christi was nearly in tears now.

"Well, Jane got up and tried to find the keys to my cuffs. All she
found was
that pair of scissors. Then she got this look on her face and she
picked them
up and started to move towards you. I was crying, and she was looking
at you,
sleeping. It would have been so easy to end this all. Just one stab in
the
right place. She knows about the Time thing, doesn't she?"

"She figured it out. Most of it anyway."

"Anyway, she just stood there for like five minutes. Looking at you with
hate in her eyes. Then everything just drained out of her. She sort of
went
limp and she dropped the scissors there. She was crying. And then,
without
a word, she just padded out of here and the next thing I know, I'm
hearing
breakfast sounds. I crawled up on the bed, but I couldn't get a hold
of the
scissors to move them. Then the rest you know. Please, I'm the one
that untied
her. I know I shouldn't have. Please, she stopped. You can understand.
God,
you tortured her family. She was only doing what anybody would do. But
she
couldn't. Please."

I was silent for a time, letting Christi softly beg. I was concerned
that
I'd been so lax as to allow this to happen. The equations say that my
death
would just revert the timeline back to the last mark where I'd been
alive ...
but I really would prefer not to test it. 

"Okay. I know your intentions were good. I'll let it slide this time
for her.
You, I'll figure out a suitable punishment for later."

Christi softly cried, her bare body shaking. She looked at me with her
teary
eyes and made a soft entreaty, "Okay, punish me, I deserve it. But
please not
on the breast. I don't think I could take that. I don't know how Jane
survived
that cropping. You know her breasts are still welted?"

I nodded.

At that moment, I watched the magnificent figure of Jane stride nude
through
the bedroom door carrying a tray. She smiled brightly, took note of
Christi
in my arms and brightly said, "Good morning. Though it's been morning
for
a hell of a long time." A reference to me having stopped the world in
the
morning "yesterday". If she saw the tear streaks on Christi's face, she
didn't make the connection. I suppose that she thought that it was
unlikely
that Christi would tell me about the scissors incident.

I decided to keep it Christi's and my secret for now. I'd just keep my
eye
on Jane, though if she didn't stab me when she had the perfect chance
it was
damn unlikely that she ever would.

Jane practically bounced into the room, evidently a lot more lively
after a
sleep. She lowered the room service tray over my body and gently pulled
Christi out of my arms.

Without a word, Christi slid back to the floor and knelt quietly.

Jane took three bowls of cereal off the tray and put them on the
floor. She
then came back to the bed and curled up beside me. Her smile was
infectious
as she picked up a fork and began to feed me. I was in heaven. All
thoughts
of punishing this naked girl vanished as she fed me my breakfast. A 
conglomeration of pancakes, scrambled eggs, juice, milk and toast. I
could
hear her stomach growling as she fed me, but she never once complained.

After I was done, she licked her fingers clean, took the tray off the
bed
and placed it to the side. She slipped to her knees beside Christi. God,
they looked gorgeous. Two nude women, kneeling, waiting. One cuffed. The
other simply holding her position, hands resting easily on her bare
knees.

"Sir?"

"Jane?"

"Permission to release Liz so she will be able to eat her breakfast?"

I nodded. Jane, still on her knees, inched forward and began to untie
the
third female. Liz, groggily awakened, momentarily forgetting where she
was.
A startled scream on her lips as she opened her eyes to see Jane
releasing
her from her bonds. She struggled against the ropes while Jane shushed
her.

As she awakened, she calmed down and allowed Jane to release her.

Liz groaned. "Not a dream."

Liz was soon free and rubbing her wrists and ankles. Getting the
circulation
going into her limbs.

Jane looked up at me. "Christi too?"

I shook my head. Christi could stay in her chains for now.

"May we eat our breakfast now, please, sir?", Jane was in a particularly
submissive mood this morning. Not sure why.

"Enjoy. And if Christi can't eat with the cuffs on, will one of you
feed her?"

Liz moved to pick up the bowl from the floor. Jane just looked at her
and
grabbed her arm before she picked up the cereal. I heard Jane whisper,
"Like this," to Liz.

Jane fell to her hands and knees and crawled over to the second bowl.
She
lowered her head and began to eat. Making quite a mess, but the
submissive
stance was just about driving me nuts. Tears began to fall from Liz's
eyes,
but she fell forward as well and began to eat the soggy cereal. Christi
made a good effort at it, but without the use of her hands to support
her,
ended up with most of the cereal on the floor.

After Jane had finished, she picked up Christi's bowl, had her kneel and
tilted the bowl into Christi's mouth. Christi smiled gratefully, then
leaned forward to lick up the spills off the floor.

I watched amazed as the women humiliated themselves for me, without me
even
asking them to. I couldn't believe this. Less than twenty-four hours
ago,
these women wouldn't have dreamt of eating breakfast off the floor while
naked in front of some strange guy.

I scratched my head.

"What the hell got into you?"

Jane, from her knees, "I thought you would like that. That's all. I
was only
hoping that if we were a little more submissive that you wouldn't have
to
hurt us anymore."

"I liked it. And unless one of you does anything else dumb today, I
guess
it will be pretty hard to punish you ..."

Jane let her breath out. The humiliating display hadn't gone for naught.





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