I took a step back, loving the sight of my jizz dribbling out of her. Unlike our previous fuck, time flowed normally. It was so hot watching her pussy lips squeezing tight again instead of freezing half-spread open. Her vulva looked flushed now, fucked hard. I loved the landing strip of blonde hair running down to that slit I'd just enjoyed and my cum spilling out of her.
Aurora, with all the perkiness of a cheerleader, hopped off the sink and spun around. Her cute, dimpled ass wiggling at me. I loved the tan lines left by her bikini. I grabbed her rump, squeezing and kneading her.
"I own this ass," I said, then paused, in awe of the statement. The power I had.
Aurora giggled. "Yes, you do, Master."
The sink hissed on. The students outside were still shouting, cheering, and calling out lewd suggestions. I knew they would all stare at me like I was a champion when I walked out. I couldn't wait to parade Aurora around on my arm, her face flushed. It would be so obvious that I fucked her hard. That she was my slut.
Aurora bent over, pressing her rump against my still hard dick. I shuddered as my cock's tip nudged against her pussy lips. Did she want more? Before I could thrust into her, she straightened up, pulling her snatch away from my dick, and peered down at something. It looked like she held something in her hands.
I snuggled up to her from behind, arms wrapping around her body. I felt the heat of her skin, the silky-softness of her. She had her phone in hand, typing rapidly with all the skill of a nineteen-year-old girl. She held up her phone and said, "Say cheese, Master!"
I smiled as she snapped a picture of us., The flash momentarily dazed me.
"Now to upload it to Instagram," she muttered to herself. "Aaaaannnnd... Sent!"
"Letting everyone know you're my slut?" I asked.
She wiggled in my embrace and let out a purring sound of affirmation. "They all have to—"
"What is going on here?" an angry voice snarled. "What is going on in the bathroom?"
I groaned at the sound of President Brooks's reedy voice full of anger. He would burst in on us having sex. We were going to be in so much trouble. I really wished I could stop time, but my reserves were hardly full at all.
How were we getting out of this?
"Someone answer me?" he growled. "Are these comments on social media true? Is—"
All the sounds died. I felt a strange energy rippling through the air. It didn't come from me, but reached out to that same source I touched when I consciously made time flowed again. This outside force seized it.
Time stopped and I didn't do it.
I blinked, staring down at the frozen water splashing into the sink, drops hung immobilizing the air like liquid diamond.
"What the fuck?" I gasped.
"Master!" shrieked Aurora. "W-why did the water freeze?"
I blinked at that. Why wasn't Aurora paused? Why wasn't I? What the fuck was going on?
To be continued...
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