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Time Stop | Alcarinnye | 4

 

I paused for a moment to savor the sight of Rachel staring blankly ahead and slumping slightly in her seat. Her legs had spread slightly as she relaxed and her hands lay limply in her lap. Time to test the theory.

“Rachel, can you hear me?” I asked. “Yes” she replied in a low monotone, eyes still blank. I smiled. Now for something a little more risky. “Rachel. Show me your breasts”. Still staring straight ahead with that wonderful glazed expression on her face she did just that, slipping the shoulder straps of her dress down and folding the front forwards. No bra obscured the panorama. My smile grew wider. There my boss sat, vacant expression, dress around her waist, tits on display, and knickers round her knees. The possibilities seemed endless.

“Rachel, pull up the hem of your dress and start fingering yourself” I ordered. Without hesitation her hands moved down and began dragging her dress upwards displaying her spread thighs inch by inch. A thought struck me. “Rachel, you will use one hand on your pussy and one on your arse. I want you fucking yourself front and back.”

For a moment I worried at her lack of response but then I realized that I hadn’t asked a question. Skirt now raised to her waist she shifted herself to the edge of her seat and plunged her fingers into both pussy and arse at the same time. I almost laughed, she looked so much like a puppet as she did so.

To start with Rachel used just one finger in each hole. I gave her a minute of that then told her to add another finger to each. A minute later I’d just had her add the third to each and was drinking in the sight of my boss helplessly fucking herself with both hands. Her breasts were jiggling away, her juices were flowing, and all the time she wore that same blank stare. I ran a hand over the bulge in my trousers, time for something a little more hands on. Suddenly there was a knock at the door.

Where before the watch I would have panicked now I simply smiled. “Rachel. Get on your knees under your desk. Carry on fucking yourself. Put another digit into your pussy every sixty seconds from when you hear me say ‘come in’. Once your whole hand is in your pussy you will continue fucking yourself for another thirty seconds before cumming” I smiled maliciously “Loudly”.

I paused to watch her puppet like scramble to carry out my order as another knock came from the door. The sight of her half clothed and struggling to crawl under the desk and keep fucking herself with both hands was a picture.

Calmly I turned to the door and my next victim. “Come in” I called starting Rachel’s countdown.

 

Who's at the door?


          Rachel's secretary

 
 
 

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