Time stopping and taking our female boss

Warning: Dubious consent themes. Do not read if offended by hardcore erotica.

It was just another day at the office…so far.

“Have you heard of time stopping?” I said to Mark.

“No, what’s that?”

I brought out the small box with red button along with the bracelets. I had bought them off the internet.

“You just press this red button here to stop time, the only people immune to it are the ones wearing these bracelets. Put one on and I’ll show you.”

We went through to the room where we had our breaks to find Joe making himself a coffee. I took out the device and pressed the red button.

Joe stopped suddenly, cup in one hand and the cream in another. He was not moving a muscle.

Mark walked up to him and prodded his cheeks in amazement, then looked up at the clock on the wall. It had stopped at fifteen minutes past twelve.

“Holy shit, this works. Wow, we could…” His eyes widened. “We could fucking rob a bank or something man, we could get rich and never have to work again for the rest of our lives.”

“Yeah”, I said, “but there is something else we could do.”

“Like what?”

“Like fuck that bitch who is always telling us what to do. Can you imagine if Brenda was time stopped and every guy in the office got to take turns with her and she never knew about it? Can you imagine being able to spit in her face, call her a whore and nail her pussy? It’s time to get back at her for all the times that she’s talked shit to us.”

Mark nodded his head.

“I’ll go get the rest of the guys”, he said. “Let’s do this.”

We were all sitting at our work stations talking to each other when Brenda made her entrance. Sometimes we just called her ‘bitch’, which was not very creative, but as far as we were concerned, that was what she was.

“Why the hell aren’t you all hard at work?” She said. “Are you getting paid to fuck about in this office? Time is of the essence gentlemen, we…”

Then she stopped talking. Her mouth stayed open, her hands stayed on her hips, and I looked up to see the clock on the wall had stopped. I had just pressed the button and stopped time.

We all got up off our seats and gathered around her. The other guys gasped in amazement as they poked at the sides of her body, and some pushed their fingers into her cheeks, all without zero reaction from Brenda.