Chapter 3: Cheerleader Slave’s Naughty Idea

Aurora Pritchard

I trembled in my Master’s arms as I stared at the frozen stream of water pouring out of the bathroom’s faucet and splashing into the porcelain basin. It wasn’t cold frozen, but somehow rendered immobile. I could see the droplets of water floating in the air like they were stuck there. I wiggled my naked form against my Master’s equally nude body, his cock rubbing on my rump. His cum still dribbled out of me from the amazing fuck he gave me.

The best fuck ever.

All the joy, the amazing bliss buzzing through my body from my orgasm and from the satisfaction of serving him, vanished. Swallowed by the shock. This was impossible. Water couldn’t freeze like this. It was like ... time had stopped.

But ... but ... that couldn’t happen!

“M-master,” I whimpered, throwing a look behind me. My blonde ponytail swayed over my left shoulder they stared at the shocked expression on my Master’s face. Justin’s dark eyes were wide, his mouth gaping. He squeeze me tight as his eyes flicked down to stare at me.

“Did you feel it?” he asked. “Did you do this?”

“Do what, Master?” I asked, my voice trembling. “Freeze the water?”

“Stop time,” he said.

He thought the same thing I did. He believed that the impossible had happened. I could see it in his sincere eyes. He stared at me, such pleading in his eyes, hoping that I had done this. I wish I had just to fulfill his need.

“Sorry, Master,” I said, twisting around in his embrace to face him. My naked breasts pressed against his chest. I quivered, such fear trembling through my sixteen-year-old body. “I didn’t do this.”

“No, no, you didn’t say stop,” he muttered. “You weren’t even thinking about stopping time but uploading the pic you took. And neither was I. I’m not ready to stop time, anyways.”

My brow furrowed. What was he talking about? It was like ... he thought he could stop time.

“I feel like it came from somewhere else,” he said, looking over his shoulder to the bathroom door where...

“Principal Brooks!” I gasped. The principal of our high school was just outside. When time froze, he was pounding on the door, demanding to know what we were doing in here. He had read on social media that we were in here. I had taken my Master into the school’s bathroom in the middle of the lunch period to prove to the school, and to my Master, that I was his slut.

I wanted everyone to know. I just didn’t think that the school’s administration would find out.

But only silence came from there. All the shouts and cheers of our classmates, the lewd shouts the boys made, along with Principal Brooks’s angry demands were silent. I couldn’t hear anything but Justin and me. Time was truly frozen.

“M-master, what is going on?” I stammered, my mind reeling.

“Someone paused time. I don’t know why you’re not frozen. You weren’t immune when I did earlier.”

“You stopped time earlier, Master?”

His head snapped around to stare at me. His brow furrowed. I saw hesitation glimmer in his eyes and concern tightening handsome face. He ran a hand through his mused, black hair. He really need to get a better hair cut.

I don’t know what I thought popped into my head right now. But ... it was easier focusing on how to make him into a handsome guy than to contemplate that time had stopped.

Time!

“Yeah, I stopped time earlier today. At the start of second period, I was in the locker room. Your asshole boyfriend and two of his friends jumped me. Chris was about to punch me in the face when I...” He shrugged. “When I stopped time right before his fist slammed into my face.”

I gasped, quivering against him. I hugged him tight, pressing my tits into his chest. “Oh, I’m so sorry, Master. That was all my fault. I was such a cunt. I didn’t want to admit that I had such strong feelings for you.” Tears stung my eyes. “Please, please, forgive me, Master.”

Justin smiled. “Well, it worked out, didn’t it?” He arched his eyebrows. “I mean, I didn’t get punched in the face, and instead I set up your asshole boyfriend—”

“Ex-boyfriend,” I snarled. “I’m yours, Master.”

Justin’s smile grew. “That’s right. I claimed you. While time was stop, I set up Chris and his friends into having a little gay orgy. Everyone in school is mocking them now.”

A satisfied giggle burst from my lips. “Good.” I never really liked like Chris. He was hot. And he was the school’s quarterback, the perfect guy for me to date. It was all about status.”

God, what a shallow cunt I was. Hearing me say it aloud made me realize just how ... pathetic I was.

“After that, I...” He stared down at me. “Did anything strange happen to you at the start of your math class?”

A big smile crossed my lips. “The orgasm...” I said with such breathy enthusiasm. “It came on me so fast and out of nowhere then was over in a heartbeat. But it was so intense. Like several minutes worth of rapture burst through me in a single second. And that’s when I knew that I belong to you. That you had the cock that would make me cum harder than anyone else’s.”

He licked his lips, staring at me almost like he was weighing me, considering me. After a moment, he said, “I fucked you while you were frozen in time. I made you cum hard while whispering in your ear that you were my slut. That you craved my dick more than any other.”

My eyes widened. “Are you saying, Master, that you hypnotized me into being your sex slave?”

“I just said slut; sex slave was all you,” he said.

“Mmm, I guess it was,” I said, a strange, ripple of compassion shooting through me. “You mind-controlled me. Oh, my God, that’s so hot. You made me into your slut? Your sex slave!”

The look of shock on his face was priceless. He didn’t think I’d be thrilled by it. Maybe it was the fact he hypnotized me and I had no choice but to want to serve him, but joy burst in me. I threw my arms around his neck and planted a hot kiss on the man I love. Because he brain-washed me into loving him.

This was so hot. So wonderful.

Besides the BDSM stories I loved to read, I also devoured mind control stories. Any sort of erotica where a girl has all the control taking away from her, where she was forced to be a slut and do all the naughty things she always wanted to but was too afraid to do, I read. Those stories made me wet.

Now that girl was me. I got to live out my fantasies because of Justin Sampson. I was such a lucky slut.

Justin Sampson

Someone else must have stopped time. But who? How did this work? Was I immune to it because I could stop time? What about Aurora? Clearly, she wasn’t immune earlier. Was it because I was holding her this time? I tightened my arms around Aurora, feeling her round breasts pressed against my chest, her nipples two hard points. My dick was so erect, aching against her soft stomach.

Did my touch grant immunity to someone else? Or could I control it?

I struggle to remember that exact moment when the freezing time slid over me, to see if I did anything to ... protect Aurora from it. But I was distracted by ... by Principal Brooks pounding on the door. I groaned and pulled away from Aurora’s naked embrace. I stared at the bathroom door; the bony principal just on the other side. That asshole already hated me. Now he suspected me of hacking into the school’s system and changing the grades of me and my friend, Eddie. It was the reason Eddie’s parents pulled him out of school and sent him to another, embarrassed that he might’ve done something so shady.

My parents didn’t care, especially not my abusive dad.

“Oh, drat,” Aurora said behind me. “I was going to send Chris a breakup text, but I got no signal.” She giggled. “Having a blonde moment. Of course there’s no signal. Time has stopped.”

“Yeah,” I said while studying the door. “We need to do something about Principal Brooks. Or we’re going to be in trouble.”

“You said that you set up my ex-boyfriend, right?” she said. “Well, let’s see what we can do to get out of this situation.”

“Last time I controlled how long time was stop,” I muttered. “I don’t know how long this period will last. Someone else did this.”

“Well, we should prioritize. One problem at a time, Master.”

I liked it when she called me Master. “Yeah, you’re right. We better get dressed. Just in case.” I glanced at Aurora’s naked body. The blonde cheerleader had such a perky, lithe form. Her legs toned and tanned, her tits perky and round. She had a blonde landing strip that led down to her cum-stained pussy. My jizz still leaked out of her, dribbling down her thighs. It made her look like such a slut. My slut. “Though it is a shame you have to cover-up that fine body.”

She beamed at me.

She was a strange one. I had no idea how fucked up she was. I didn’t know popular girls had kinky fantasies or went on porn sites. I mean, I knew she was a bit of an exhibitionist slut, always posting pictures of herself in her lingerie on Instagram, putting her nearly nude body out on the Internet for all the horny guys at school to see and then to shower her with praise.

All this time, it turned out she was looking for a strong man to seize her and take control of her. Damn.

We dressed quickly, me in my jeans and t-shirt, Aurora in her skirt and blouse. I sighed when her thong slid up her thighs and covered her delicious pussy. I’d enjoyed that hole twice. I needed to try out her ass next. She was my slut, my slave, and I knew she’d let me fuck any of her holes. I pulled on my boxers, jeans, and my t-shirt. Dressed, I opened the door.

Principal Brooks stood before the bathroom door, his fist descending to rap it once again, his bony, fleshless face mottled with anger. He had such a thin body, his dress shirt hung from a skeletal frame, age wasting away all his flesh. Beyond him, the growing crowd of students who were cheering us on were now melting away, wanting to get clear before they were caught up in the principal’s punishment. He was here to stop what was going on. It violated the school’s rules. Aurora and I would be in so much trouble if we were caught.

So we couldn’t get caught.

“We should set someone else up,” Aurora said, a considering look in her green eyes. “I mean, if Principal Brooks doesn’t catch someone in there, he’s going to come looking for us. He knows something happened in there.”

“Yeah, you’re right,” I said. There were plenty of students at the school who were asshole to me. Almost everyone liked to pile on and tease me, whether to my face or when commenting on the social media posts that Aurora and her bitch-friends would make. “Who?”

Aurora’s eyes landed on a redhead backing away. It was Cassandra, one of the girls in my gym class. “Her,” Aurora said, her face growing hard. “You should have seen what she posted about you during PE. She said you had a disgusting hardon, and that you were staring at her ass the entire time like a skeezy perv.”

Well, that was partly true. Cassandra did have a nice ass, and she had been stretching right before me.

“And there’s her boyfriend,” Aurora said, pointing at José, another person from my gym class. “They could be the ones fucking in there instead of us.”

I considered Aurora’s suggestion. José was one of the guys who would join in on any sort of bullying. Often it was me he was picking on with the the others. He never lead it, but he always willing to follow. When everyone started dumping on Chris and his friends after they were caught in their “gay” orgy this morning, José was right there to join in the mocking.

“Sure,” I said. “But we better hurry, I don’t know how long this paused time will last.”

“How long did it last for you?” Aurora asked as we move towards Cassandra and José, slipping past Principal Brooks’s immobile form.

“Couple hours,” I said. “But I could have restarted time at any point. In fact, I did restart it. For all I know, it would have stayed frozen forever unless I thought about it.”

“Ah, gotcha, Master,” Aurora said. Her brow furrowed. “But we can move them, right?”

“With some manhandling,” I told her. “It won’t be easy, but we can drag them in there pose them.”

“Okay, I’ll take Cassandra,” she said, wrapping her arms around the redhead’s waist.

“You sure you can handle her on your own?” I asked.

“I’m a cheerleader,” she said. Then she grunted as she dragged Cassandra’s form backward. A strained flush crossed my sex slave’s face. “I ... got her.”

Aurora look cute as she struggled to drag Cassandra. My sex slave’s toned thighs flexed as her cheerleading sneakers provided her traction on the cafeteria’s smooth floor. I could just stroke those thighs and...

I shook my head, remembering that time was short.

I marched up to José and seized the Hispanic guy from behind, holding him by the underarms, my hands clasped before his chest. Grunting, I dragged him backwards, feeling his weight. While he wasn’t as heavy as Chris and his friends—he lacked the solid muscles playing for our school’s football team, wrestling team, and basketball team granted—but he wasn’t as scrawny as I was.

We worked them past the other frozen students, many of them immobilized in impossible-to-hold poses. Many students were in the process of taking steps, some of them even appearing to be running, both feet off the ground, leaving them suspended. Small objects were frozen in the air, including droplets of spittle hanging before one guy’s mouth.

This power was incredible. I could do so much of it. How long until my energy refilled? It had been a couple hours since PE, and I felt maybe a quarter full. There was no way I was getting another chance stop time today at school. So I should make the most of this opportunity.

We dragged Cassandra and José into the restroom, just squeezing them past the principal. Both Aurora and me were gasping when we finished. Sweat dripped down Aurora’s flushed face as she manhandled Cassandra to the sink. There, my sex slave shifted Cassandra around, re-positioning the redhead like she was a life-sized action figure.

A naughty action figure.

My dick twitched. The bent over pose thrust Cassandra’s cute rump, clad in a tight pair of skinny jeans, at me. She had a purple thong peeking out the back, the whale tail disappearing down beneath her jeans. It was such a dick-hardening vista. Working fast, Aurora unzipped Cassandra’s pants dragged them down her pale thighs.

I groaned at the sight of that purple thong vanishing between Cassandra’s perky butt-cheeks. “God, I love thongs, Aurora.”

Aurora giggled as she glanced at me. She then smacked Cassandra’s right butt-cheek, leaving an imprint frozen by time in the girl’s rump. The start of a red flush crept across the indented skin, the beginning of a stinging flush. The rules of this power were so strange.

“Wow, that’s cool,” Aurora said. She smacked Cassandra’s other butt-cheek, leaving a similar imprint in the girl’s rippling flesh, a slow blush growing in the center.

My dick grew even harder, tenting the front of my jeans.

“You know, Master,” Aurora said as she tugged down Cassandra’s thong, revealing the redhead’s shaved cunt. The girl had a tight slit with just a little hint of her inner pussy lips peeking out. “If you’re getting hard, maybe you should just fuck Cassandra.” Aurora spread open Cassandra’s outer labia, exposing more the redhead’s inner folds. “Just slide that cock into her and fuck her. She’ll never know. You can cuckold José and get back at both of them for the mean things they said about you.”

“Goddamn, I think I love you, Aurora,” I groaned without thought. My hands shot down to the fastener of my jeans. It snapped open. My zipper rasped as I yanked open my fly. I didn’t care that time might resume at any moment.

All I cared about was sliding into that pink pussy spread open by my sex slave’s dainty fingers.

In seconds, my cock thrust out from above my boxers’ waistband, my jeans sliding down my thighs in a rustle of denim. Aurora grasped my cock and pulled me towards Cassandra’s pussy. I groaned as my sex slave rubbed my dick up and down the redhead’s twat. Cassandra’s snatch grew juicy against my tip. The stroking touch of my cock aroused the time-frozen girl.

Aurora giggled. “She’s getting wet for your cock, Master.”

“Well, can you blame her?” I asked my sex slave.

“Nope,” she said and, without a trace of irony, added, “because your cock is the best, Master. Now fuck the little slut!”

I thrust into Cassandra’s pussy. Her tight, silky sheath engulfed my dick. Her juices were already flowing, somehow lubricating her cunt for my dick despite the frozen time. My crotch smacked into her rump, that naughty sound echoing through the bathroom. Her butt-cheeks rippled for moment, wiping out the imprints left by Aurora’s hand before the pump flesh froze again.

I loved that.

I groaned as I drew back my cock through Cassandra’s silky sheath. I swear her pussy clenched down on my dick for a moment, almost like she didn’t want me pulling out of her. Then I rammed in again, my balls smacking into her clit. I couldn’t believe it the pleasure that shot down my shaft.

Only hours ago, I was a virgin, and now I was enjoying my second cunt ever.

“Oh, God, that’s so hot, Master” Aurora moaned. “José’s right here. He has no idea that you’re cuckolding him, or that you’re fucking his slut-girlfriend. She’s going to cum on your cock, Master. When time resumes, she’ll know that she had an amazing orgasm.”

“Yes,” I growled, thrusting as hard as I could. I threw a look over my shoulder at the paused José. I grinned at the cocky asshole. The Hispanic guy would never know that I enjoyed his girlfriend’s twat. That I pumped her full of my cum.

Pleasure spilled down my cock, warming my balls as they slapped over and over into her shaved pussy lips. Her snatch grew hotter and juicier. Cassandra grew more and more aroused. Her body reacted to my dick fucking into her cunt hard. It was amazing. I drove into her so hard, reveling in using her cunt.

Then I gasped as Aurora’s nuzzled her face into the redhead’s pussy. My sex slave fluttered her tongue around my thrusting dick, caressing Cassandra’s pussy lips and my cream-coated cock.

“Goddamn, you are the best sex slave ever,” I groaned.

“Thank you, Master,” moaned my sex slave. “It’s just so hot watching your dick plunging into her pussy. You are using her. She has no idea. This is so hot. You’re cuckolding her boyfriend and going to make her cum so hard on your dick.”

I groaned as her tongue brushed my shaft again. Aurora whimpered as she licked and nuzzled around Cassandra’s pussy lips. I picture that pink tongue caressing the redhead’s folds, brushing Cassandra’s clit. Just giving her so much pleasure. I knew Aurora loved it. Just imagining it made me so hard. Made me thrust with all my might into the slut’s pussy.

My balls tightened. This was so exciting. I glanced back at José, grinning at him as I used his girlfriend’s cunt for my own pleasure. I rammed into her depths, loving this moment.

“Damn, your girlfriend has one hot cunt. She ever let you fuck her bareback?” I grinned at him. “She lets me.”

Aurora moaned against where my flesh joined with Cassandra’s, her tongue dancing.

I nuzzled up to Cassandra’s ear, my hands squeezing her tits through her blouse and bra. I nipped her earlobe and then moaned, “You’ll let me, Justin Sampson, fuck you bareback whenever I want. It’s your secret desire. If I come up to you and say, ‘Let me fuck that cunt,’ you’ll give up your pussy.”

“She will,” groaned Aurora. Her tongue fluttered against my thrust shaft again. “Hypnotize her, Master. Mind control her!”

I shuddered, thrusting hard into Cassandra’s cunt. I squeezed her tits, feeling her hard nipples through her bra and blouse. Ideas spilled through me. I settle on one that made my dick throbs so hard in her tight cunt. “You’re José’s devoted sex slave. You are his girlfriend and his slut and his whore. You’ll do anything for him because you love him with all your heart. Besides me, he’s the only guy you want. You’ll never cheat on him. Never be unfaithful to him. The only other guy you’ll ever fuck is me. You’ll be unable to help yourself from surrendering your pussy to me. But other than that, you’re his.”