I sat with my coffee trying to evaluate my new situation. I had more sex in the last two days than I have had in a long time. Unlike some I count a blowjob as sex. Had I been a bit too ruthless?
The bank manager? She deserved it.
Her customer? He didn't deserve to be caught with his cock in her mouth, I went too far there.
The estate agent? She was asking for it.
The Neanderthal? Oh yes I should have done more, I hope his balls have ceased working.
In a way shagging someone in time stop is rape and wrong, in more than a way; it is rape! Unless I re-evaluate and start agreeing with American presidents. I have only shagged one in the time stop situation. (Woman not American President.)
The other two had no time stop involvement in the act of fucking them, I may have gained an unfair advantage, no not unfair, an advantage prior to our mutual agreements to fuck.
New rules were needed.
I should not compromise innocents. Unless it was harmless and for fun.
If I have any sort of sex with someone, in time stop I should if possible leave no trace behind.
I should avoid making women worry about being pregnant.
No under eighteens and no virgins.
Use time stop to do something good!
Before I could continue with my list my phone rang, the name Sonia came up; who the fuck was Sonia? It turned out to be Neanderthal's girlfriend, I never did get her name.
"Can I come and see you, I don't feel safe here?" she asked. Fuck me you do one altruistic thing and you get lumbered with a hanger on.
"Of course, come round straight away," I capitulated and gave her my address. I put my list away and made a late breakfast. The doorbell rang, Sonia, looking distressed, came in.
"Oh thank you," she said, putting her arms around my neck. "I was terrified that he would come to my house, well my parents house, and they are not home." What have I let myself in for? At least Knickerless has gone.
"Sit down, I'll make you a cup of tea," I was feeling a bit like Sheldon Cooper, I almost said warm beverage!
"No, no, I'll make it, you've done enough," she said, rushing into the kitchen. She was wearing white leggings with a thong underneath, the three inch heels pushed her hips forward. Hell, the Sheldon Cooper thing had gone, I had an immediate erection. I hid it.
Sonia came back holding just one mug, she handed it to me. She knelt by me in a subservient manner. I looked down at her, she is attractive, dyed auburn hair, too much makeup on a pretty face. Big brown eyes looked up at me. Interesting that in her hurry to get out she had time to put her makeup on and style her hair.
"Will you look after me?" she pleaded. Her hand came onto my leg and then found my erection. "I'll do anything, anything you want." How do you deal with this? I don't know, I'm too soft, that's my problem.
"I have a girlfriend," I said. Sonia looked despondent.
"I will not come between you, I will speak to her. I will let her know that you are just protecting me in the short term." This little speech may have had more punch if her hand wasn't moving up and down my cock. " I will be your maid and cleaner, nothing more," she offered as her mouth approached my cock.
"Get in front of me and take your top off," I ordered. She released my cock, crossed her arms and gripped the bottom of her top and lifted it over her head in the way girls do. She wasn't wearing a bra, so her bruised and battered tits were in view.
"Fuck me," I said which I think is what I said the first time I saw them.
"Yes please," she smiled up at me. Which I think was her reply last time. This time I probably will, I shouldn't but I'm only human.
"Not yet, turn around." She was still on her knees as she shuffled round so her back was to me. She was crisscrossed with lines of various colours, obviously caused by a whip or cane over quite some time. "Why," I asked.
She burst into tears. "I loved him, he was good to me, I got to like it. But he has become too abusive and I have been to hospital twice and should have gone more but he would not let me." This torrent of speech hit me like a hammer blow.
"Okay, you can stay here in the short term."
"Thank you," she said as she dived down, got my cock out and was sucking it before I had time to object (as if I was going to object).
I grabbed her hair and pulled her up. I may not be the person to hit her with a whip but I can be rough and dominant when I want and this is what she likes. "Stand up, take the rest of your clothes off,"
Straight away she was on her feet, she turned her back to me and slowly pulled down the white leggings. Her scarred and battered arse came into view, what a lovely arse to be marred in that way. I think I would like to spank it and give it a red glow but not any permanent marks.
She kept her legs straight as she lowered the leggings and from between her thighs popped a purple clad cameltoe. The narrowest part of the thong, the thin strip went over her arsehole, hiding little. After she had removed her shoes and leggings she opened her legs, looked between them and smiled at me.
"Knickers," I said. Her smile widened as she repeated what she had previously done. "Don't fuck about, get them off and stand in front of me," I demanded. The stripes on her back were repeated on the front of her thighs and hips. It looked like her pussy had also taken a beating. I stood and walked behind her. "Spread your legs." I hit the time stop button. Not because I needed to to fuck her but so I could have a close look at her injuries.
I started at the top, which I must admit seemed pretty much unscathed, this wouldn't have been the case if Neanderthal had hit her instead of the wall. Opened her mouth and her teeth were all there and appeared to be in good condition. There was a small old scar under her chin, probably from childhood.
I pushed her hair over her shoulders so I could see her back, the obvious signs were the whip or cane marks, I would think a lot of them would have bled. They ranged in colour from red to white, there were also several bruises one large yellow one and the rest blue/black.
As expected her arse and thighs were crisscrossed with stripes, she had a lovely perky arse that should not be defaced in that way. Her tits had a bit of a sag and when I lifted one what looked like cigarette burns were seen. I've never tried it but surely burning with a cigarette is not pleasurable for anybody, certainly not the recipient.
Stripes across her stomach and a belly button that was pierced with a hoop. Her pubic hair was shaved but had several days stubble. Her pussy had attractive lips and a ring through her clitoris which I hadn't noticed yesterday.
The crisscross of lines went from her tits to her thighs including inside her thighs. I went behind her again and started time.
"What did they say at the hospital when you went there?
"They wanted me to go to the police, promising to protect me."
"I'm not surprised." I sat down. "I don't like these scars, some of them may never go. I do feel that the overtures you have made and the fact that you are very pale and your cunt stubble needs shaving you will have to be spanked." I said.
Her face lit up. "Yes master," she shouted, leaping up and putting herself across my knee. I have always been turned on by spanking, either videos or the written word but have never before had the opportunity. Having a sexy willing girl like this was wonderful.
I hit her left cheek.
"Harder please, master."
I hit her right cheek harder.
"Harder, please master."
I hit her left cheek harder still.
"More and harder, please master."
I was becoming a little vexed at this so without pause to give her time to speak I hit alternate cheeks hard.
"Ow, oh thank you master, please don't stop."
I didn't, I carried on, my hand hurt but I continued. To a chorus of 'ows', thank yous and harder all suffixed with master.
Your arse is nicely red now get on me and fuck me. She knelt across me and without difficulty put my cock into her pussy, she rode me cowgirl, her lovely though defaced tits bouncing and swirling round. My climax came much too soon but I wasn't worried about Sonia at that time. "Enough, a cup of tea then we will sort out living arrangements."
She was off me like a shot and had my cock in her mouth cleaning our juices off it before skipping into the kitchen. She returned with two mugs of tea this time, gave me one and knelt down at my feet again.
"Get up, and sit on a chair," I quietly said.
"Yes, master," she said, getting up and sitting in a chair.
"Today is Sunday, I have work tomorrow, do you?" I asked.
"Yes, master, I work in an office, a personal assistant to the manager."