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My Awakening

My Awakening

Part 1;

The day was like any other day. I got out of bed somewhere around 3 PM, but only because I set my alarm. I took a quick shower and forgot to shave. I played around on my computer for a while, then I was off to work. I'm only 23 and I own my mother's old corner store, after she sold it to me for basically nothing as she expanded her other businesses. Anyway, it was a Saturday night, which is a corner store's best night. That meant I could have two people working (I almost always have only one person at a time). I was working with a girl named Susan. I have three employees, including myself. I used to have two guys, but I caught them stealing and had to boot them. Two girls fresh out of high school (and both a month or so past 18) applied, and I won't lie about being somewhat lecherous. I had to hire them. They were both cute little blonds, one with wavy hair and one with straight. They were very similar, and customers often confused them for sisters. I've noticed one other note-worthy difference, though. One is more curvy, with a nice C rack and hips to kill over. The other one was pretty, sure, but skinnier, with maybe B cups. It's the latter who is Susan.

I got there and found that the store was empty, aside Susan who was mopping up some beer that someone dropped. We each exchanged hellos as I sat at the stool behind the counter to wait. The beer spill was at the end of the aisle the counter faces, and I couldn't help but admire Susan and her attire. I have no dress code at all, for customers or employees. So long as people don't wear anything that could get them in trouble with the law, I don't really care. I was, then, very glad for that. Susan was wearing a small white undershirt with no visible bra straps, though I was pretty sure she was wearing one of those ones without straps on top. The shirt she was wearing above that was a light blue, and it was cut short in the front. Her belly was visible for a good four or five inches between her shirt and skirt. Her skirt went to half-way down her thighs. It's wasn't particularly short, no, but it was some light blue color, made of a soft, nearly translucent, material, and it got pretty tight at the top of her legs. As she mopped, her little rump wiggled back and forth and I couldn't quite get myself look down to note her shoes, yet.

As I heard the bell above the door ring as someone came in, I made the quick glance and noticed her shoes were white and light blue tennis shoes. I've never seen her wear the same pair twice, and I always joked about how she spends the entirety of her checks on shoes. I look to the people who just entered as the door began to close, and notice it was the trio of girls I like to call, simply, "The Trio". There was a tall one, a blond one, and a brunette. The tall one wasn't very tall, really, only when compared to the other two. She was an inch or two shorter than I am (I'm 5'11"). She was blond, too, which is why I think of her as the tall one instead of by her hair color. I think they're in college, but they might be high school seniors. I don't really care, they're hot and they're regulars. Anyway, the first thing they do is greet me and Susan, and start looking around for whatever they're here for. They were wearing summer clothes just like everyone else, and I enjoyed glancing at them when I did. The problem I had here is not letting them catch me when I switched back to watching Susan's ass, in addition to not letting them see me glance at their private bits, while not letting Susan catch me when I did either, as well.

Susan stopped mopping and took the mop and it's bucket into the back room. The Trio came up to the counter and started making small talk/flirting. The Trio always flirted with me, and I always flirted back. I'd give them slight discounts every once in a while, and never ask to see their ID. They got all wrung up and I wished them a good day, in addition to mentioning that I hoped to see them again soon. The blond said they'd be back before they went to a party later that night. I said I'd see them then, they smiled at me and left.

Susan got behind the counter and said something about containing my drool. I countered, saying they're not my type anyway. I was surprised when Susan asked, still in a good-natured but also in a more serious way, what my type was. I told her I'm bossy, and only tough chicks could handle me. She rolled her eyes and called me a pig. I agreed, and the night rolled on with fewer customers than I hoped for.

hen the night began to get interesting. Susan was in that same aisle, rearranging the bottles that had been moved out of place by customers. I was pretty bored and nobody was in the store so I was watching Susan's ass again, wondering what kind of trouble a guy could really get into from having a sexual harassment suit filled against him. I had already figured out Susan was wearing a thong, and I was kinda hoping that I'd get a better view. Right then, Susan pulled down her skirt to the floor with one hand, and went right back to reorganizing the bottom shelf. Susan was standing there, mooning me practically, working on the bottom shelf! I thought she had caught me, and was having some kind of fun with me, but I was sure enjoying whatever fun it was!

She did a jump and turned around a second or two later while pulling up her skirt, and I was pretty sure I got caught staring at her ass. I was also pretty sure I had a good reason to be. It's not every day a girl up and drops trow like that. I'd have looked even if it was an ugly, old fatty (but I wouldn't have enjoyed it, then). Her face was bright red and she covered her mouth with one hand while keeping one on her skirt. She said, "Oh my god! I don't know how my skirt fell down like that! I'm sorry!". She just got more embarrassed when I started laughing. She excused herself to the bathroom and walked quite quickly. I had a customer while she was in there, but he was just a fast beer purchase.

I was chuckling when she got back behind the counter. She apologized again and sat down on the other stool, mindfully keeping her legs together and her hand holding the side of her skirt.

"What was that all about?", I asked after a moment.

Her cheeks were still red as she stammered out, "I don't know, my skirt just... fell down", she finished with her eyes finally back on my own.

I gave her a side look, "What are you talking about? I watched you pull your own skirt down to the floor. What are you up to?", I put my hand under my chin, watching thoughtfully as she replied.

"I did not! Something snagged my skirt and it fell down! It was the most embarrassing thing in the world! And you saw it!" She turned her eyes away from me again at that last sentence, but she looked back after a short moment.

"I'm going to go get the security camera, right now, and pause it on the frames you pulled your skirt down. You won't be able to argue then!", I got up to go to the back room, but she just sat there looking at where I had just been. I half way sat back down, and her eyes remained fixed. In fact, so did the rest of her. "Susan?" She didn't reply. She just stayed in that position. She was frozen in place. Out of confusion, I guess, I looked around. Out the windows, I could see that the cars were all stopped in the street. I did a double take, and the cars were still there, instead of moving like they were supposed to be. I almost freaked out, and then the cars began moving. I watched them for a second or two.

"What?!", Susan got up and looked out the window, then at me.

"I'm sorry... I'll be right back.", I went to the back room. I stood for a minute watching the security monitor, trying to make sense of what just happened. Susan was mostly shuffling about, looking for things to clean or refill. I distracted myself by wondering why she pulled her skirt down. After a while trying to think of reasons she would do that, I looked back to the monitor, and I'll admit I was hoping to see her do it again. I have three aisles in my store, and the windows were all on one side. The counter was in the center of the wall facing the aisles, but I had four cameras. One down each aisle, and one on the counter. She was in the aisle furthest from the windows, organizing one of the shelves in the cooler along that wall, where the milk is kept. I was still hoping she'd pull down her skirt. She did it again! As I watched, she bent over to pull her skirt down, and went right back to organizing the cooler!

That's when it hit me. I was thinking about seeing her thong better the first time, I was thinking about her doing the same thing again this time, and I was thinking about pausing a video tape when time seemed to freeze in place. I considered what that may mean for a while. Was I becoming a super-hero, like in comic books and movies? Was this sheer coincidence? By the time I was done imagining the possible causes for whatever it was that was happening, she was about four cooler doors closer to the camera, nearly to the edge of the aisles' shelves that were blocking the view of her from the windows. I decided to test some things out. I imagined her noticing her skirt where it lay about eight feet from her. In the monitor, she glanced over there and jumped as though out of surprise. She rushed over there and grabbed it up, and began putting it back on. I imagined her stopping, leaving it there while she finished what she was doing. She did pause, but continued putting them back on. After about five minutes of playing around with my newfound (and wonderful) power, I figured out I could get her to do something by imagining that she'll do it, but she'll correct it if she notices it afterwards (and it's something abnormal enough that she would fix it). I tested mostly with her skirt, and also by getting her to bend over, or pick something up, or set something down.

I wanted to play a bit after this wonderful discovery, of course. I had her, using my power, come to the back of the store. When she got to where I was, I acted angry and demanded to know what she was just doing. She got a very red face and her hands were wrenching themselves at her front. She glanced down from me, and softly said "I.... I don't know. I was just... my skirt kept coming off, and I was dropping things, and...", her voice rose and she looked up at me, Please don't fire me! I don't know what's happen..." I imagined her stripping while she was saying this. She kept going on like that and kicked her shoes off. She continued stripping, pulling down her skirt and taking off both shirts. They were laying on the floor at her feet when I felt a slight breeze and she stopped, pausing for a second before looking down to see her body clad only in her underwear. "OH MY GO...". I imagined time stopping, and it did. Excellent!

She was standing in an odd position. Her arms had begun to move down to grab up her clothes, and her knees and waist were both bent as though she was about to pick them up. Her head was down, her eyes wide and pointing at her clothes. Her mouth was open wide in the "OD!" she was just yelling, and her hair was in a pony-tail swishing to one side with her movement. I couldn't pass this up, in case I lost this power. I inspected her bra. It was, in fact, the strapless kind, and a B cup. I felt her breasts from behind. They were firm, but that was hard to tell since they just kind of molded to the shape of my hands. I looked down at her thong. It was some generic, white thong. Her ass was nice and firm. She looked toned, like a swimmer. I fondled her ass a bit, and it molded to my hands' shape as well. It was still fun! Then I wondered what she would think when I started time back up and felt hands, for an instant, on her tits and ass.

I suddenly knew I could tell her anything while time was frozen, and she'd believe it, and act in all ways as though it were true. I could also tell her things to do, and she would do them. It's like a hypnotic suggestion, except not so much a suggestion as a command that she could not ignore. So, I commanded her to ignore that she felt hands on her tits and ass just then. I also told her that she should not try to cover herself up or move her feet from where they were. I told her not to freak out about anything; not to act surprised or to show any similar emotion, but to otherwise act normally. I then took her clothes, tossed them in the bathroom, and shut the door so she could not see them any more. Right before I was about to start time, I had a sudden fancy. I spread her legs until her feet were five feet apart and told her to keep her hands behind her back, holding their opposite arm's elbow. I started time again.

"Od." She paused, and stood up straight, hands to her back and holding the other elbow. "where did my clothes go? What happened? Why are my arms stuck behind my back? Why can't I move my feet?" She began moving around, trying to get her feet and arms free. She stopped after a couple seconds and looked up at me staring at her, "Huh. They're stuck. Why are you looking at me like that? I'm very embarrassed. Why am I doing this? What's happening? Why aren't you helping? This must be a dream."

She went on like that for a couple minutes, when I heard the bell. I walked around her and to the front. It was some kid who looked like he had just gotten his license. He drove himself here I could see, and he did it in his parent's beemer. I've seen him here a couple times with his parents before, and he's a total brat. I decided to take the little twirp for what he's worth. Besides, what was happening was amazing, and I kinda wanted to show it off, if only a bit. He got a pop and a candy bar, and payed with a fifty. Awesome. I asked him if he'd hand over the whole bill, no change back, if I let him play with a real, live girl. He could touch any part of her he wanted, and he'd have five whole minutes to do it in.

He looked at me like I was insane, but said "Re... really? Are you tricking me? What are you..." I stopped time. I went to the back, and Susan was looking down at herself curiously, and she had a tear stuck in place where it was rolling down from her eye. I told her that she would not be sad or angry or cry over anything that would happened in the back room for the next ten minutes. I continued, she would walk to the door to the front, open it all the way, standing in the door way, she would look at the kid in front of the counter and say, 'Yeah, I want him to touch me.', and walk back to this same spot she was already in, where she would act exactly as she just was. She would not attempt to move out of reach of anything anyone tried to do to her, and she would not make any noises with her mouth or open it in any way for the same ten minutes as she would not be angry or sad. I went back to where I was behind the counter talking to the boy, trying to get exactly how I was when I froze time. I started time, "talking about? What girl? Are you for real? What if..." I heard the door open, and the kid's eyes grew wide at something behind me.

"Yeah, I want him to touch me." I heard Susan say, and I turned around to watch her walk her firm ass around a corner. I turned back to the boy, who stood there staring into the back room.

"... Yeah, keep the change! I can touch her anywhere I want for five minutes?!"

I scooped all the change into my own pocket and said, "Yep, that's right, kid. Come on." and I got up and? walked into the back room. The kid was right behind me the whole way. As I rounded the corner I saw her profile by the surveillance equipment in the same position as when I left. Her head was turned, watching us approach. She seemed curious. I sat on the stool by the monitors and told the kid, "Don't start, yet, I need to find my timer.". As I looked through the drawers, The kid circled her, looking at her juicy bits in addition to her face. He acted as though he was about to do something wrong, like his friend had just talked him into egging a sherif's house, or something of the sort. She was watching him, still looking curious. I turned around and set the kitchen timer I just found for five minutes, "I found it. Kid, touch her anywhere you like, but she will not answer any of your questions. Start"

As soon as I set the timer down, the kid began touching her breasts. He moved his hands over them, but I wouldn't call it fondling. He had no idea what he was doing. He looked at me and asked, "Can I pull down her bra?".

I answered, "You can pull anything down, you may touch her in any way you wish. You could even kiss her, if you want, though I doubt she'll kiss you back."

At that, Susan looked up at me quizzically. The boy pulled her bra down to expose her pert bags, and she started paying attention to him again. He played with her tits for a bit again, and then glanced at me, and slowly stood up, and began kissing her. He kept his right hand on her right breast, but moved his left hand down to her ass, and began rubbing it. I was right in that she was not kissing him back. She was still the same person, she was simply incapable of getting angry, sad, or surprised right now. Anybody would take offense at a strange little boy fondling them while being incapable of stopping them from doing it.

He stopped kissing her and moved around behind her to play with her butt for a bit, and he moved a hand around once in a while to grab one of her breasts. She swung her head around while she watched him. I warned him that he only had two minutes left, and that I recommend moving the part of her thong that's covering her pussy to one side, so that he can get all the time in playing with that he could. He came around to the front and got on his knees to lean closer, and he did just that. She was completely shaved. He seemed amazed by the sight of it at first. He moved some parts around and prodded it curiously. He asked me what certain parts were, and I answered. He started fingering her with his index finger, and she got a look of pain on her face. He stopped and looked at me questioningly. I told him him that, "Yes, it does hurt her, but," I lied, "she will simply tell me a code word when she wants it to stop. Without that code word, she must want you to keep going.". He began again, and worked slowly, seeing her pain filled eyes. She began to relax and get a mostly curious looking face again, though there was still obviously a bit of pain. He was grabbing her ass with the hand not working her pussy. He seemed mesmerized by what he was doing. He would look up at her face, and then finger her more slowly. He would, of course, speed back up after a while, and slow back down when he saw the pain in her eyes. He was just getting worked up and going quickly ...

"BUZZZZZZZ!", said the timer. The kid jumped back, bring with him his hands from her body, and looked at me.

"This is amazing, I don't want to stop!"

"Too bad. If you come back some other time with money, maybe I'd let you do it again."

He was excited the whole way to the door, and he had a goofy grin on his face too. I bet he's going to tell all of his friends about this, and they'll want to do it, too. I might have even considered it too, but right then I didn't plan on allowing that again. I stopped time and told him to tell no one about it, unless that person was also here in this very store and I was working. I still didn't know if or when I'd lose this power. I walked to the back room, and Susan was staring at me with that same curious look that was beginning to seem kind of eerie. I stood in front of her and played with her nipples. I was staring her in the eye. I squeezed her nipples, and she shut her eyes and screwed up her face. It obviously hurt a lot worse than what that boy did. I brought my left hand down to her crotch, and began massaging her clit. It reacted, but she still wouldn't get into it. I squeezed a nipple every once in a while, and when I thought time was about to run out on my ten minute commands, I stopped time again. I told her that she would enjoy my attentions and she would not raise her voice above normal once she could speak again, unless she was having an orgasm. I told her that she will orgasm, and when she does she would be free to move again, and she would realize that she would always enjoy any time I pay any such attention to her, even when it hurt. I told her she would never take any measure against anything I do to her, regardless where we were or who was around. Any time I told her to do anything, she would do it to the best of her ability without hesitation or question, even if it means stopping doing something else, regardless what that thing may be. She would remember everything that occurred here in this last fifteen minutes or so, and she would remember her humiliation, but she would think of that humiliation, or any other humiliation, as a reminder of her servitude to me, which she will cherish more than anything. I added at the end that she would never wear underwear again, except bras, and would wear a skirt whenever the weather was such that she would not be uncomfortable in it. I started time again.

She had the same look at the beginning, but then her features softened, and I saw some color come to her face. Very suddenly, her features changed to appear angry, and she began shakily saying, "Stop it! You shouldn't be doing this! This is like rape!", She began crying, but her mound was rubbing against my hand as though she was desperate to orgasm. She continued, "Why would you do this? What is this? It shouldn't be like this. I hate this. Why can't I stop this? Why can't I move away?! How does it feel.... NO! It can't! I can't. This is a horrible nightmAREEOOOOHHHHH! AAHH! OH GOD! YES!".

She fell onto me, her arms around me. She stayed there like that for almost a whole second, but then stood away from me and immediately sat down on the floor (or, actually, warily flopped down) and pulled off her underwear. She got back up and started hugging me again. I reached over to the bathroom door and opened it. "Clean up, get dressed, and meet me behind the counter.", I told her, and headed back to the storefront. I saw her put her bra back up onto her breasts and step into the bathroom as I rounded the corner. When I got out of the back there was a 24 pack of beer on the counter and some wide bellied businessman on the other side of it with a big grin on his face. I recognized him as a regular.

"Will that be all?" I asked him?

"For me, sure. Is that one of those two cuties who work here who just had such a great ride back there?"

"Yep", I took his money and rung it up, he had exact change, "The skinny one. She wanted it bad bad. Have a good day."

"I'll try, but you've one-upped me", He nodded at me, took his beer, and left.

Susan came out of the back and sat on the other stool, facing me.

"Susan, are you wearing underwear?"

She waved her hands in front of her as though the idea was ridiculous and answered, "No, sir!".

"Show me."

Susan glanced around nervously, but even as she did that she hiked her skirt up to just under her pubic area and lifted for a moment, showing me her bare mound. She began to pull her skirt back down, but I motioned for her to stop.

"No, up to your waist.", I commanded. She continued looking around nervously, obviously hoping nobody would see except myself and her, and pulled her skirt up so it looked more like a belt than a skirt. "Stand up and spread your legs", and she did, holding her skirt like that.

"Do you like it, sir?"

"Your bitch cunt has gotten me hot." I told her. She seemed to slightly flinch when I called her mound a 'bitch cunt', but she immediately smiled after the rest of the sentence. I stood up and motioned for her to get in the space under the counter while I unzipped my pants and pulled out my mostly erect, seven inch dick. "You're going to suck me off and swallow every last drop. You will remain under there until I tell you otherwise, and you will suck my dick every time you see it starting to get erect."

She got under, and I sat down. As she began, I could tell she was unpracticed. I sat for a couple minutes, and it became more obvious. When I felt teeth, I stopped time. I gave her instructions on how to deep-throat, use her tongue, the whole nine yards. I also told her to masturbate every time she sucked my dick unless unable to or I tell her not to, and that she would have a very powerful orgasm every time I came down her throat. I started time again, and she improved immediately. Sure, she still wasn't great at it, but I was going to be sure to get her to the point she was. I began hearing some wet sloshing as I got closer. She may not be that great at it, but I had gotten damned horny with all the foreplay. Before I came, I scooted out a bit from the counter, so I could watch her work on both of us. I moved her legs a bit to watch her better. She was perched precariously, but she could still work both of us. When I came she deep-throated me and stayed there, while she orgasmed she rubbed herself furiously and screamed into my draining cock. Her legs were wobbling, but she stayed there until I was completely drained. She fell back and lay under the counter for a moment with her hands on her pussy, panting and licking her lips. After half a minute, she sat up and leaned against the inside of the counter, facing me. Her legs were spread with each foot to the side of her ass, her arms wrapped around each leg to keep them there, spreading her pussy lewdly. She smiled at me shyly, and put a finger to the side of her mouth, half teasingly and half to cover her blush.

"That was a good job." I told her, and she seemed a little embarrassed but proud, her pussy dripping juices onto the floor under the counter.

"Sir... I..." She got redder and paused.

"I order you to finish that sentence."

"I love you, sir." She blushed deeply and turned her face downward, but smiled brightly.

I answered, "You are my property. Loving me is the least you could do." I hoped these powers would stick around. Life would get exponentially better if they did.

My Awakening

Part 1;

The day was like any other day. I got out of bed somewhere around 3 PM, but only because I set my alarm. I took a quick shower and forgot to shave. I played around on my computer for a while, then I was off to work. I'm only 23 and I own my mother's old corner store, after she sold it to me for basically nothing as she expanded her other businesses. Anyway, it was a Saturday night, which is a corner store's best night. That meant I could have two people working (I almost always have only one person at a time). I was working with a girl named Susan. I have three employees, including myself. I used to have two guys, but I caught them stealing and had to boot them. Two girls fresh out of high school (and both a month or so past 18) applied, and I won't lie about being somewhat lecherous. I had to hire them. They were both cute little blonds, one with wavy hair and one with straight. They were very similar, and customers often confused them for sisters. I've noticed one other note-worthy difference, though. One is more curvy, with a nice C rack and hips to kill over. The other one was pretty, sure, but skinnier, with maybe B cups. It's the latter who is Susan.

I got there and found that the store was empty, aside Susan who was mopping up some beer that someone dropped. We each exchanged hellos as I sat at the stool behind the counter to wait. The beer spill was at the end of the aisle the counter faces, and I couldn't help but admire Susan and her attire. I have no dress code at all, for customers or employees. So long as people don't wear anything that could get them in trouble with the law, I don't really care. I was, then, very glad for that. Susan was wearing a small white undershirt with no visible bra straps, though I was pretty sure she was wearing one of those ones without straps on top. The shirt she was wearing above that was a light blue, and it was cut short in the front. Her belly was visible for a good four or five inches between her shirt and skirt. Her skirt went to half-way down her thighs. It's wasn't particularly short, no, but it was some light blue color, made of a soft, nearly translucent, material, and it got pretty tight at the top of her legs. As she mopped, her little rump wiggled back and forth and I couldn't quite get myself look down to note her shoes, yet.

As I heard the bell above the door ring as someone came in, I made the quick glance and noticed her shoes were white and light blue tennis shoes. I've never seen her wear the same pair twice, and I always joked about how she spends the entirety of her checks on shoes. I look to the people who just entered as the door began to close, and notice it was the trio of girls I like to call, simply, "The Trio". There was a tall one, a blond one, and a brunette. The tall one wasn't very tall, really, only when compared to the other two. She was an inch or two shorter than I am (I'm 5'11"). She was blond, too, which is why I think of her as the tall one instead of by her hair color. I think they're in college, but they might be high school seniors. I don't really care, they're hot and they're regulars. Anyway, the first thing they do is greet me and Susan, and start looking around for whatever they're here for. They were wearing summer clothes just like everyone else, and I enjoyed glancing at them when I did. The problem I had here is not letting them catch me when I switched back to watching Susan's ass, in addition to not letting them see me glance at their private bits, while not letting Susan catch me when I did either, as well.

Susan stopped mopping and took the mop and it's bucket into the back room. The Trio came up to the counter and started making small talk/flirting. The Trio always flirted with me, and I always flirted back. I'd give them slight discounts every once in a while, and never ask to see their ID. They got all wrung up and I wished them a good day, in addition to mentioning that I hoped to see them again soon. The blond said they'd be back before they went to a party later that night. I said I'd see them then, they smiled at me and left.

Susan got behind the counter and said something about containing my drool. I countered, saying they're not my type anyway. I was surprised when Susan asked, still in a good-natured but also in a more serious way, what my type was. I told her I'm bossy, and only tough chicks could handle me. She rolled her eyes and called me a pig. I agreed, and the night rolled on with fewer customers than I hoped for.

hen the night began to get interesting. Susan was in that same aisle, rearranging the bottles that had been moved out of place by customers. I was pretty bored and nobody was in the store so I was watching Susan's ass again, wondering what kind of trouble a guy could really get into from having a sexual harassment suit filled against him. I had already figured out Susan was wearing a thong, and I was kinda hoping that I'd get a better view. Right then, Susan pulled down her skirt to the floor with one hand, and went right back to reorganizing the bottom shelf. Susan was standing there, mooning me practically, working on the bottom shelf! I thought she had caught me, and was having some kind of fun with me, but I was sure enjoying whatever fun it was!

She did a jump and turned around a second or two later while pulling up her skirt, and I was pretty sure I got caught staring at her ass. I was also pretty sure I had a good reason to be. It's not every day a girl up and drops trow like that. I'd have looked even if it was an ugly, old fatty (but I wouldn't have enjoyed it, then). Her face was bright red and she covered her mouth with one hand while keeping one on her skirt. She said, "Oh my god! I don't know how my skirt fell down like that! I'm sorry!". She just got more embarrassed when I started laughing. She excused herself to the bathroom and walked quite quickly. I had a customer while she was in there, but he was just a fast beer purchase.

I was chuckling when she got back behind the counter. She apologized again and sat down on the other stool, mindfully keeping her legs together and her hand holding the side of her skirt.

"What was that all about?", I asked after a moment.

Her cheeks were still red as she stammered out, "I don't know, my skirt just... fell down", she finished with her eyes finally back on my own.

I gave her a side look, "What are you talking about? I watched you pull your own skirt down to the floor. What are you up to?", I put my hand under my chin, watching thoughtfully as she replied.

"I did not! Something snagged my skirt and it fell down! It was the most embarrassing thing in the world! And you saw it!" She turned her eyes away from me again at that last sentence, but she looked back after a short moment.

"I'm going to go get the security camera, right now, and pause it on the frames you pulled your skirt down. You won't be able to argue then!", I got up to go to the back room, but she just sat there looking at where I had just been. I half way sat back down, and her eyes remained fixed. In fact, so did the rest of her. "Susan?" She didn't reply. She just stayed in that position. She was frozen in place. Out of confusion, I guess, I looked around. Out the windows, I could see that the cars were all stopped in the street. I did a double take, and the cars were still there, instead of moving like they were supposed to be. I almost freaked out, and then the cars began moving. I watched them for a second or two.

"What?!", Susan got up and looked out the window, then at me.

"I'm sorry... I'll be right back.", I went to the back room. I stood for a minute watching the security monitor, trying to make sense of what just happened. Susan was mostly shuffling about, looking for things to clean or refill. I distracted myself by wondering why she pulled her skirt down. After a while trying to think of reasons she would do that, I looked back to the monitor, and I'll admit I was hoping to see her do it again. I have three aisles in my store, and the windows were all on one side. The counter was in the center of the wall facing the aisles, but I had four cameras. One down each aisle, and one on the counter. She was in the aisle furthest from the windows, organizing one of the shelves in the cooler along that wall, where the milk is kept. I was still hoping she'd pull down her skirt. She did it again! As I watched, she bent over to pull her skirt down, and went right back to organizing the cooler!

That's when it hit me. I was thinking about seeing her thong better the first time, I was thinking about her doing the same thing again this time, and I was thinking about pausing a video tape when time seemed to freeze in place. I considered what that may mean for a while. Was I becoming a super-hero, like in comic books and movies? Was this sheer coincidence? By the time I was done imagining the possible causes for whatever it was that was happening, she was about four cooler doors closer to the camera, nearly to the edge of the aisles' shelves that were blocking the view of her from the windows. I decided to test some things out. I imagined her noticing her skirt where it lay about eight feet from her. In the monitor, she glanced over there and jumped as though out of surprise. She rushed over there and grabbed it up, and began putting it back on. I imagined her stopping, leaving it there while she finished what she was doing. She did pause, but continued putting them back on. After about five minutes of playing around with my newfound (and wonderful) power, I figured out I could get her to do something by imagining that she'll do it, but she'll correct it if she notices it afterwards (and it's something abnormal enough that she would fix it). I tested mostly with her skirt, and also by getting her to bend over, or pick something up, or set something down.

I wanted to play a bit after this wonderful discovery, of course. I had her, using my power, come to the back of the store. When she got to where I was, I acted angry and demanded to know what she was just doing. She got a very red face and her hands were wrenching themselves at her front. She glanced down from me, and softly said "I.... I don't know. I was just... my skirt kept coming off, and I was dropping things, and...", her voice rose and she looked up at me, Please don't fire me! I don't know what's happen..." I imagined her stripping while she was saying this. She kept going on like that and kicked her shoes off. She continued stripping, pulling down her skirt and taking off both shirts. They were laying on the floor at her feet when I felt a slight breeze and she stopped, pausing for a second before looking down to see her body clad only in her underwear. "OH MY GO...". I imagined time stopping, and it did. Excellent!

She was standing in an odd position. Her arms had begun to move down to grab up her clothes, and her knees and waist were both bent as though she was about to pick them up. Her head was down, her eyes wide and pointing at her clothes. Her mouth was open wide in the "OD!" she was just yelling, and her hair was in a pony-tail swishing to one side with her movement. I couldn't pass this up, in case I lost this power. I inspected her bra. It was, in fact, the strapless kind, and a B cup. I felt her breasts from behind. They were firm, but that was hard to tell since they just kind of molded to the shape of my hands. I looked down at her thong. It was some generic, white thong. Her ass was nice and firm. She looked toned, like a swimmer. I fondled her ass a bit, and it molded to my hands' shape as well. It was still fun! Then I wondered what she would think when I started time back up and felt hands, for an instant, on her tits and ass.

I suddenly knew I could tell her anything while time was frozen, and she'd believe it, and act in all ways as though it were true. I could also tell her things to do, and she would do them. It's like a hypnotic suggestion, except not so much a suggestion as a command that she could not ignore. So, I commanded her to ignore that she felt hands on her tits and ass just then. I also told her that she should not try to cover herself up or move her feet from where they were. I told her not to freak out about anything; not to act surprised or to show any similar emotion, but to otherwise act normally. I then took her clothes, tossed them in the bathroom, and shut the door so she could not see them any more. Right before I was about to start time, I had a sudden fancy. I spread her legs until her feet were five feet apart and told her to keep her hands behind her back, holding their opposite arm's elbow. I started time again.

"Od." She paused, and stood up straight, hands to her back and holding the other elbow. "where did my clothes go? What happened? Why are my arms stuck behind my back? Why can't I move my feet?" She began moving around, trying to get her feet and arms free. She stopped after a couple seconds and looked up at me staring at her, "Huh. They're stuck. Why are you looking at me like that? I'm very embarrassed. Why am I doing this? What's happening? Why aren't you helping? This must be a dream."

She went on like that for a couple minutes, when I heard the bell. I walked around her and to the front. It was some kid who looked like he had just gotten his license. He drove himself here I could see, and he did it in his parent's beemer. I've seen him here a couple times with his parents before, and he's a total brat. I decided to take the little twirp for what he's worth. Besides, what was happening was amazing, and I kinda wanted to show it off, if only a bit. He got a pop and a candy bar, and payed with a fifty. Awesome. I asked him if he'd hand over the whole bill, no change back, if I let him play with a real, live girl. He could touch any part of her he wanted, and he'd have five whole minutes to do it in.

He looked at me like I was insane, but said "Re... really? Are you tricking me? What are you..." I stopped time. I went to the back, and Susan was looking down at herself curiously, and she had a tear stuck in place where it was rolling down from her eye. I told her that she would not be sad or angry or cry over anything that would happened in the back room for the next ten minutes. I continued, she would walk to the door to the front, open it all the way, standing in the door way, she would look at the kid in front of the counter and say, 'Yeah, I want him to touch me.', and walk back to this same spot she was already in, where she would act exactly as she just was. She would not attempt to move out of reach of anything anyone tried to do to her, and she would not make any noises with her mouth or open it in any way for the same ten minutes as she would not be angry or sad. I went back to where I was behind the counter talking to the boy, trying to get exactly how I was when I froze time. I started time, "talking about? What girl? Are you for real? What if..." I heard the door open, and the kid's eyes grew wide at something behind me.

"Yeah, I want him to touch me." I heard Susan say, and I turned around to watch her walk her firm ass around a corner. I turned back to the boy, who stood there staring into the back room.

"... Yeah, keep the change! I can touch her anywhere I want for five minutes?!"

I scooped all the change into my own pocket and said, "Yep, that's right, kid. Come on." and I got up and? walked into the back room. The kid was right behind me the whole way. As I rounded the corner I saw her profile by the surveillance equipment in the same position as when I left. Her head was turned, watching us approach. She seemed curious. I sat on the stool by the monitors and told the kid, "Don't start, yet, I need to find my timer.". As I looked through the drawers, The kid circled her, looking at her juicy bits in addition to her face. He acted as though he was about to do something wrong, like his friend had just talked him into egging a sherif's house, or something of the sort. She was watching him, still looking curious. I turned around and set the kitchen timer I just found for five minutes, "I found it. Kid, touch her anywhere you like, but she will not answer any of your questions. Start"

As soon as I set the timer down, the kid began touching her breasts. He moved his hands over them, but I wouldn't call it fondling. He had no idea what he was doing. He looked at me and asked, "Can I pull down her bra?".

I answered, "You can pull anything down, you may touch her in any way you wish. You could even kiss her, if you want, though I doubt she'll kiss you back."

At that, Susan looked up at me quizzically. The boy pulled her bra down to expose her pert bags, and she started paying attention to him again. He played with her tits for a bit again, and then glanced at me, and slowly stood up, and began kissing her. He kept his right hand on her right breast, but moved his left hand down to her ass, and began rubbing it. I was right in that she was not kissing him back. She was still the same person, she was simply incapable of getting angry, sad, or surprised right now. Anybody would take offense at a strange little boy fondling them while being incapable of stopping them from doing it.

He stopped kissing her and moved around behind her to play with her butt for a bit, and he moved a hand around once in a while to grab one of her breasts. She swung her head around while she watched him. I warned him that he only had two minutes left, and that I recommend moving the part of her thong that's covering her pussy to one side, so that he can get all the time in playing with that he could. He came around to the front and got on his knees to lean closer, and he did just that. She was completely shaved. He seemed amazed by the sight of it at first. He moved some parts around and prodded it curiously. He asked me what certain parts were, and I answered. He started fingering her with his index finger, and she got a look of pain on her face. He stopped and looked at me questioningly. I told him him that, "Yes, it does hurt her, but," I lied, "she will simply tell me a code word when she wants it to stop. Without that code word, she must want you to keep going.". He began again, and worked slowly, seeing her pain filled eyes. She began to relax and get a mostly curious looking face again, though there was still obviously a bit of pain. He was grabbing her ass with the hand not working her pussy. He seemed mesmerized by what he was doing. He would look up at her face, and then finger her more slowly. He would, of course, speed back up after a while, and slow back down when he saw the pain in her eyes. He was just getting worked up and going quickly ...

"BUZZZZZZZ!", said the timer. The kid jumped back, bring with him his hands from her body, and looked at me.

"This is amazing, I don't want to stop!"

"Too bad. If you come back some other time with money, maybe I'd let you do it again."

He was excited the whole way to the door, and he had a goofy grin on his face too. I bet he's going to tell all of his friends about this, and they'll want to do it, too. I might have even considered it too, but right then I didn't plan on allowing that again. I stopped time and told him to tell no one about it, unless that person was also here in this very store and I was working. I still didn't know if or when I'd lose this power. I walked to the back room, and Susan was staring at me with that same curious look that was beginning to seem kind of eerie. I stood in front of her and played with her nipples. I was staring her in the eye. I squeezed her nipples, and she shut her eyes and screwed up her face. It obviously hurt a lot worse than what that boy did. I brought my left hand down to her crotch, and began massaging her clit. It reacted, but she still wouldn't get into it. I squeezed a nipple every once in a while, and when I thought time was about to run out on my ten minute commands, I stopped time again. I told her that she would enjoy my attentions and she would not raise her voice above normal once she could speak again, unless she was having an orgasm. I told her that she will orgasm, and when she does she would be free to move again, and she would realize that she would always enjoy any time I pay any such attention to her, even when it hurt. I told her she would never take any measure against anything I do to her, regardless where we were or who was around. Any time I told her to do anything, she would do it to the best of her ability without hesitation or question, even if it means stopping doing something else, regardless what that thing may be. She would remember everything that occurred here in this last fifteen minutes or so, and she would remember her humiliation, but she would think of that humiliation, or any other humiliation, as a reminder of her servitude to me, which she will cherish more than anything. I added at the end that she would never wear underwear again, except bras, and would wear a skirt whenever the weather was such that she would not be uncomfortable in it. I started time again.

She had the same look at the beginning, but then her features softened, and I saw some color come to her face. Very suddenly, her features changed to appear angry, and she began shakily saying, "Stop it! You shouldn't be doing this! This is like rape!", She began crying, but her mound was rubbing against my hand as though she was desperate to orgasm. She continued, "Why would you do this? What is this? It shouldn't be like this. I hate this. Why can't I stop this? Why can't I move away?! How does it feel.... NO! It can't! I can't. This is a horrible nightmAREEOOOOHHHHH! AAHH! OH GOD! YES!".

She fell onto me, her arms around me. She stayed there like that for almost a whole second, but then stood away from me and immediately sat down on the floor (or, actually, warily flopped down) and pulled off her underwear. She got back up and started hugging me again. I reached over to the bathroom door and opened it. "Clean up, get dressed, and meet me behind the counter.", I told her, and headed back to the storefront. I saw her put her bra back up onto her breasts and step into the bathroom as I rounded the corner. When I got out of the back there was a 24 pack of beer on the counter and some wide bellied businessman on the other side of it with a big grin on his face. I recognized him as a regular.

"Will that be all?" I asked him?

"For me, sure. Is that one of those two cuties who work here who just had such a great ride back there?"

"Yep", I took his money and rung it up, he had exact change, "The skinny one. She wanted it bad bad. Have a good day."

"I'll try, but you've one-upped me", He nodded at me, took his beer, and left.

Susan came out of the back and sat on the other stool, facing me.

"Susan, are you wearing underwear?"

She waved her hands in front of her as though the idea was ridiculous and answered, "No, sir!".

"Show me."

Susan glanced around nervously, but even as she did that she hiked her skirt up to just under her pubic area and lifted for a moment, showing me her bare mound. She began to pull her skirt back down, but I motioned for her to stop.

"No, up to your waist.", I commanded. She continued looking around nervously, obviously hoping nobody would see except myself and her, and pulled her skirt up so it looked more like a belt than a skirt. "Stand up and spread your legs", and she did, holding her skirt like that.

"Do you like it, sir?"

"Your bitch cunt has gotten me hot." I told her. She seemed to slightly flinch when I called her mound a 'bitch cunt', but she immediately smiled after the rest of the sentence. I stood up and motioned for her to get in the space under the counter while I unzipped my pants and pulled out my mostly erect, seven inch dick. "You're going to suck me off and swallow every last drop. You will remain under there until I tell you otherwise, and you will suck my dick every time you see it starting to get erect."

She got under, and I sat down. As she began, I could tell she was unpracticed. I sat for a couple minutes, and it became more obvious. When I felt teeth, I stopped time. I gave her instructions on how to deep-throat, use her tongue, the whole nine yards. I also told her to masturbate every time she sucked my dick unless unable to or I tell her not to, and that she would have a very powerful orgasm every time I came down her throat. I started time again, and she improved immediately. Sure, she still wasn't great at it, but I was going to be sure to get her to the point she was. I began hearing some wet sloshing as I got closer. She may not be that great at it, but I had gotten damned horny with all the foreplay. Before I came, I scooted out a bit from the counter, so I could watch her work on both of us. I moved her legs a bit to watch her better. She was perched precariously, but she could still work both of us. When I came she deep-throated me and stayed there, while she orgasmed she rubbed herself furiously and screamed into my draining cock. Her legs were wobbling, but she stayed there until I was completely drained. She fell back and lay under the counter for a moment with her hands on her pussy, panting and licking her lips. After half a minute, she sat up and leaned against the inside of the counter, facing me. Her legs were spread with each foot to the side of her ass, her arms wrapped around each leg to keep them there, spreading her pussy lewdly. She smiled at me shyly, and put a finger to the side of her mouth, half teasingly and half to cover her blush.

"That was a good job." I told her, and she seemed a little embarrassed but proud, her pussy dripping juices onto the floor under the counter.

"Sir... I..." She got redder and paused.

"I order you to finish that sentence."

"I love you, sir." She blushed deeply and turned her face downward, but smiled brightly.

I answered, "You are my property. Loving me is the least you could do." I hoped these powers would stick around. Life would get exponentially better if they did.

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The first in a series of real events in my early sex lifeI was probably eleven when I first started to be aware of sexual feelings, getting erections and becoming aware of the pleasures my body afforded me. In other words this is when I started having wet dreams and masturbating.Like most boys of this age I was involved in lots of discussions regarding the girls we fancied and although I tried to fit in with most of the others I actually found myself fancying far different people to the norm....

Awakenings

For perhaps the tenth time in as many minutes, Kathryn Gray glanced up at the large clock on the office wall. It had been one of those days that seemed like it would never end. She had a theory that the three-day weekend that waited beyond five o'clock caused time to move much more slowly. A silly theory, she admitted to herself, but as good an explanation as any as to why the day was dragging on forever. Kathryn had been working at Moore and Ryan for nine months now. It had been the...

Awakenings

I had to be dreaming. It was the only answer that made any sense at all. The lovely young woman whose naked body pressed against mine, was nothing more than a figment of my subconscious. I had driven out one last time before I sold my parents' vacation cabin. Arriving after 14 hours of travel, exhausted, I collapsed into the bed fully dressed. As the rain spattered on the window, I laid there remembering waking to find the curtains drawn and the french doors standing open to the morning...

Awakenings

Prologue Any lingering hopes were swept away as I stared at the result from the test kit. I was pregnant! I had been well and truly "banged up". I knew now, without doubt, that there was a price to pay for my indulgences. I feared for my impending marriage as I tried to think how to explain my belly full of arms and legs to a would be husband who had yet to penetrate me. The wedding was still two months away and I'd cleverly (as I thought at the time) held him at bay and reeled him in...

Awakenings

Valerie carefully slid her fingers across the bumps that protruded from the pages on her book, ocassionally stopping to pick up the micro cassette recorder to make some notes for tomorrow's world history class!!! Every so often she would also reach down and scruff Sparky's ears just to reassure herself that he was still there by her side, because having been blind from birth, Valerie's life line to the outside world had at first been her parents and siblings, but as she became older and more...

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I savour the routine, peeling the clear plastic off the carton, flipping the lid and removing the foil, selecting a cigarette from the pack, lighting it, tasting the tobacco, breathing in the smoke. That feeling of inhalation is orgasmic. It brings back happy memories of my youth, a time when I was young, free and single. Sarah made me quit, said it was a filthy habit, and she wanted me to be healthy so that we could enjoy a long life together, a long, happy life of nagging and dull jobs and...

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It came as a bit of a shock, but I can't say a completely terrible one. Andrea and I had just made love, and were lying in one another's arms afterwards. She had made some small talk about how it must be terrible not to have experienced an orgasm, or even to have sex for years and years. I wondered where she was going with it, when suddenly she sat up and looked at me, and asked me if I could consider having sex with her mother.Apparently they had been having a bit of a heart to heart, and her...

REAWAKENING

Re-Awakeningbybillywiggins©It came as a bit of a shock, but I can't say a completely terrible one. Andrea and I had just made love, and were lying in one another's arms in the warm afterglow. She had made some small talk about how it must be terrible not to have experienced an orgasm, or even to have sex for years and years. I wondered where she was going with it, when suddenly she sat up and looked at me, and asked me if I could consider having sex with her mother.Apparently they had been...

Reawakening

I savour the routine, peeling the clear plastic off the carton, flipping the lid and removing the foil, selecting a cigarette from the pack, lighting it, tasting the tobacco, breathing in the smoke. That feeling of inhalation is orgasmic. It brings back happy memories of my youth, a time when I was young, free and single. Sarah made me quit, said it was a filthy habit, and she wanted me to be healthy so that we could enjoy a long life together, a long, happy life of nagging and dull jobs and...

Reawakening

I guess its genesis occurred more than 25 years ago, before I even knew my wife, Louise. Its rebirth took place a few months ago at Roy and Jill’s and has changed our lives. We get together every Friday evening with Roy and Jill, our friends of more than fifteen years, alternately hosting dinner followed by a movie. On this particular occasion Roy had something to show us before the main feature. He explained it was a homemade video shot in a hotel room by a husband filming his wife with two...

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Awakened

Adam slowly opens his eyes to the dim light of a gray rainy morning casting a glow into the room. He senses the heat of the naked body lying next to him and turns to absorb it. Eve is lying face down on the bed, curly black hair covering her face and neck. Her arms curled above her head exposing the soft curve of her breast. The covers are pulled down to just above her waist, the shadows hiding the delight he knows is there. He is immediately aroused. In his eyes she is perfection. Her toned...

Awakened

I had a routine where I would get home from school and head to my room to "do my homework"; which of course required a relaxation session first. Ostensibly to help my concentration, or so I reasoned to myself. I remember the day exactly; it was a Tuesday. Mom always did laundry on Tuesday, but always in the morning while I was at school. The hormonal teenage brain rarely...

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I nodded, and he removed his hand. I took a deep breath and tried to move my head to see. “No, don’t,” he commanded. “I have a surprise for you.” I stilled myself again. “Do you trust me?” He asked. “Not in the lest.” I said with a grin. I heard a snicker from by my legs. “Who’s with you?” I asked with apprehension. I had been sleeping naked and now the blanket was slowly falling off my nude body. “You’ll see, later.” He said. I cold tell by his voice that he was grinning, and from...

Awakened

Adam slowly opens his eyes to the dim light of a gray rainy morning casting a glow into the room. He senses the heat of the naked body lying next to him and turns to absorb it. Eve is lying face down on the bed, curly black hair covering her face and neck. Her arms curled above her head exposing the soft curve of her breast. The covers are pulled down to just above her waist, the shadows hiding the delight he knows is there. He is immediately aroused. In his eyes she is perfection. Her toned...

Awakened

You wake up from an awful dream, but you remembered something from it you can't stop thinking about. You. Are. God. You dismiss the idea as you get up and grab a drink of water from the tap. You think it couldn't hurt to try, right? Suddenly you're no longer in your apartment, you're in space, looking down at earth. You feel terrified and exhilarated at the same time as you wonder the possibilities, you start to not be able to breath. You panic for a second, but dismiss the panic and breath...

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From just this side of slumberI hear her soft voice tell me that she can't sleep,and yet to me she seems so deepinside a dream of my own making.She slowly turns away and I feelthe soft, round flesh of her bottom brushagainst my slightly bent leg -- a rushof electricity every time.She pushes back further untilI feel the delicate dampness between her cheeks,and with no sound this movement speaks,and I am always ready to listen.Pulling away the sheet to expose our naked flesh,I glide my open lips...

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Daniel peeked out the window and watched his daughter standing next to a car, chatting with the young man who owned it. Though the day's outing was a civil protest against a factory releasing contaminated wastewater, he could see in the manner of the couple that there was far more than a sense of civic duty motivating their time together. Though she was dressed in a conservative manner, it could do little to hide her natural allure. She had her mother's willowy, shapely figure, and the same...

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I reached Fasgadh Bothy in Glen Noe just as the last light was fading from the sky. The wind was increasing, whipping up the surface of Loch Etive in the distance and sending spindrift pirouetting across the snowy landscape. The temperature was already plummeting. Although Taynuilt village was only a few miles further on beyond the forested shoulder of mighty Ben Cruachan, I opted to stay at Fasgadh for the night.For those unacquainted with the strange ways of winter hillwalkers in the UK,...

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‘I’m glad the day is done,’ I say, as I sit back in the couch and sigh with contentment. I raise the remote control and turn off the television. Sitting at the end of the couch, you smile softly and hesitate, unknowing of my intentions. ‘Would ‘now’ be a good time to show you what I bought today?’ ‘Sure. I’d like that.’ I am pleased you remembered my earlier request. ‘All right. I’ll be right back.’ ‘No rush, I’ll make coffee.’ ‘I can’t help it. I want to rush,’ you say, grinning. I smile back...

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