Sean noticed Laura right away when he entered the office. She was one of the reasons he was here in the first place. Long auburn hair, a petite figure, and a nice, polite smile with a shy, but professional demeanor. At first glance, she was your ordinary paralegal, but there was something enticing about her. Sean didn’t even know what it was. The last time he was here, he found it difficult to converse with her. It quickly became clear to him, that Laura strictly separated private life and work. Either that, or she really wasn’t into him. He remembered how distant she was when he tried some simple small talk. 

She had cut him short and even when he wanted to add her on Facebook later, she left him unaccepted. That was half a year ago. Things have changed for Sean since then. Thanks to his very special wristwatch, he was a partner now, and by the end of the week, he’d have enough funding to start his own company. He planned on hiring Laura, but not as a paralegal. She’d be his ‘personal assistant’. Before that, he had to teach her a little lesson, though. He couldn’t wait to fix that dismissive attitude of hers.

“Hey there, Laura. Long time no see.”

“Excuse me?”

“Sean Wright, remember? We met at the Christmas party?”

“Oh… erm, sure. How’s it going, Sean?”

“Great! I made partner, so they invited me to this fancy event here at HQ.”

“You mean the gala?”

“Yeah, that. Hey, I’m sure I could pull some strings and get you an invitation as well. What do you think?”

“Well, everyone here at HQ is invited. The exception for partners is just for our side branches.”

“Oh, I didn’t know that… But that means you’ll be there?”

“Listen, Jim, I got a lot of work here, would you mind…”

Sean licked his lips and smiled. He pressed the red button on his watch and time stood still. This was just the kind of irritating stimulation he expected to get from her. He walked up to her and put a hand on her cheek, her annoyed expression frozen in time.

Being so close to her frozen body, he could not resist having a little fun. He opened the top three buttons of her white blouse, and slid inside with his hand, feeling up a perky tit. It was almost a good handful, slightly bigger than he expected. After a quick squeeze, he lifted the breast and pushed down her white bra in one move. Then, he licked and sucked the pink nipple with the tip of his tongue. It stiffened up quickly. He moved up to her face again and slowly licked her cheek.

“You have an ever-growing urge to talk to me,” he spoke into her ear. This should be enough to get the ball rolling. He’d be here until Friday, after all. 

Sean took a step back to where he pressed the button in the first place, and looked at his creation. Laura had the same irritated expression on her face, unaware that half her rack was on display now, her hardened nipple showing just above her cleavage. 

He pressed the green button on his watch.

“Message received,” he said, sounding insulted on purpose. Laura didn’t seem to care. She rolled her eyes and looked down at the book on her desk.

“By the way, your blouse is open," Sean added. "You might want to fix that.”

Laura looked back up at him. For a split second, there was an angry glare. 

“What..”, then her face dropped as she looked down. “Oh my god!” 

She hastily turned around on her chair, pushing her breast back into her bra. Laura buttoned up quickly and turned back to Sean, her face red and hot with shame, but he had already walked away.

They had arranged temporary office space for the four partners from his branch, but Sean switched his place with someone in HQ who had a proper office. Thanks to his watch, nothing was impossible. Technically, he didn’t have to work anymore ever, but he enjoyed climbing up the ladder faster than anyone ever before. All while brainwashing allies and enemies along the way. Needless to say, he never lost a trial.

Laura was standing at the door of his new office in less than an hour, thanks to his simple suggestion. He pretended to not notice her until she cleared her throat. 

"Can I help you?" he asked coolly.

"Um," she hesitated. Clearly, she didn't know how to deal with his sudden dismissive attitude. “Isn’t this Mr. Barrington’s office?” 

She sounded slightly piqued, but tried to hide it. 

“I’m working on an important case and I need to concentrate, so he let me use his office while I’m here.” 

He never looked up from his monitor and just waited. She still stood there with her mouth open, hesitating again. Finally, she shook her head in annoyance, turned, and left. 

After another hour, Sean noticed that she often walked by his door and always threw a curious look inside. Finally, she came back with a piece of paper in her hand. 

"Hey..." she said cautiously "Excuse me, am I disturbing you?" 

Sean chose a nicer tone this time.

"As you know, I got a lot to do. What do you need?”

He turned slightly to her and looked at her. She really was a pretty girl. She wore glasses now and had her hair tied back. When he met her in winter, it wasn't like that, and he didn't know what he liked better. She did look more professional this way. Encouraged by his question, she took a step closer.

“I... I just wanted to apologize for earlier. I didn’t mean to be rude…” 

It was so obvious that she hated doing this, but had no choice, as her urge to talk with him grew and grew. Sean played along and wasn't surprised that she tried to strike up a conversation with him. Poor thing doesn't even have a clue why she's standing here, he thought. A growing urge to talk to him... Funny how little instruction some people needed.

“Are you looking forward to the gala?" she asked, just when he decided it was time for the next step. 

“Sure, totally. I heard you scouted the location?” 

She smiled. 

"Yes. It's a really cool place with a big balcony and a lounge. I have to say I'm pretty proud of myself.” 

A sweet smile. 

"Sounds great. Then all you have to do is take care of me tomorrow night.”

A dumbfounded expression. Not bad either. 

"What do you mean?" 

With a single press of a button, time stood still.

Sean stood up. Laura stared stiffly into nothing. He took the opportunity to get up to examine her more closely. She was wearing a blue satin summer dress. He stood behind her and felt the soft fabric on her hips and over her thin bra. Her butt felt as firm as he had hoped it would. He grabbed it and gave it a firm smack. Splendid. Should he have some fun with her already? Ah, why the fuck not?

He lowered her rigid arms and slid the straps of the dress over her shoulders. It fell to the ground in a puddle. White bra, white panties... How boring. He walked around her again, so that he was standing directly in front of her. Her facial expression was perplexed because of what he said before he stopped time. Sean took off her glasses and put them on the table. Then, he put his right hand on her cheek again and looked into her light brown eyes. Very pretty indeed. From what he heard, Laura wasn’t just pretty face, but also incredibly driven and smart. The perfect candidate to be his personal assistant.

He pointed his watch at her and pressed the yellow button. This button made time flow again, but only for her. But, she was in his realm now. That meant whatever he said, was as true to her, as if time was still frozen. 

“Go into a deep trance, Laura. Forget everything around you and just breathe and listen to me.” Her expression went from surprised to blank. Sean smiled. God, he loved that watch. “You are having a very, very erotic dream about me, Laura. Enjoy it without any inhibitions.”

His hand gave her thoughtless face a friendly slap before he placed it between her legs, cupping her white panties. He felt her pussy-lips through the thin fabric. He leaned in to smell her hair, and caught a whiff of her spring flowers shampoo. He whispered in her ear. “You’re horny, Laura. You can feel nothing but sexual arousal, spreading through your whole body.” 

Laura inhaled deeply and the fabric at his fingertips dampened as he moved them. Her cheeks turned red. Her white bra was pierced by rock-hard nipples. 

He leaned in for a kiss and before his lips reached hers, her hazelnut-colored eyes lit up in surprise, just for a millisecond. And then, the young woman leaned in, opened her mouth, and lustfully received the kiss. 

Her hands unbuttoned his pants. Sean stopped the kiss without taking his hand off her pussy and saw a very different Laura. This wasn't cold indifference. This was pure lust. Laura let out a shaky moan as he ran two fingers down her waterslide again, teasing her clit. She was clearly enjoying her ‘dream’. He pushed his pants and shorts down in one move. 

Laura didn’t waste any time once his hard cock was free. She wrapped her warm hand around it and moved it skillfully up and down. Fuck, that felt nice.

“You want me to fuck you, Laura,” he stated. “You crave to feel me inside you.”

Laura slowly looked up at him and kissed him again. Then, she stared longingly into his eyes before kissing his neck. "Sean... please fuck me!" she moaned into his ear. "Please, please fuck me." She kissed him again, just as wild as before. He loved her begging. Laura's right hand continued to work his cock while her left hand clawed at his torso.

He pushed her back a little and grinned at her. "Damn, you're hot!" 

Laura gazed at him with desperation as she lifted her legs slightly to remove her wet panties. He threw his keyboard off the table and maneuvered Laura onto it. The keyboard lost countless keys on impact, which rattled on the floor. Laura pulled him close, pushed her tongue down his throat again, and greedily groped his cock. 

Suddenly, Sean took a step back and pulled up his desk chair. Laura made a face like she was in pain. "W-What's happening? Please fuck me!!” 

He sat down and rolled up to her. "Everything in due time.”

Laura looked down at him from above and bit her lower lip longingly. Her sweet cunt was nicely shaved. Such hygiene must be rewarded. His hands pulled her legs towards him while his head sank between them. His tongue traveled up her labia and swirled around her clit. Laura's hands gripped his hair as she leaned on him in pleasure. It didn't bother him. On the contrary; Good feedback was always welcome. He formed a pistol with his right hand and went into her dripping cunt with it. His fingers could penetrate Laura's tight pussy at top speed without any problems. 

"Oh yeah!" Laura moaned wildly. "Oh yeah! OH FUCK YES!”

After a bit, his mouth pulled away from her cunt and he saw her disappointed look when he pulled his fingers out again. They were dripping with pussy juice. He stretched out his hand to her and covered her mouth with two fingers. At first, she didn't even realize what he wanted from her. Then she looked horrified. He put his left hand on her leg.

“Relax, you love your own taste. Your sweet delicious pussy juice was always your favorite dessert. Your guilty pleasure.” 

Laura blinked slowly and her face relaxed. As she feasted on her treat, she met his gaze with grateful eyes. Laura gave his fingers a proper blowjob that made her eyes roll up in pleasure. It literally popped when he pulled his hand back. Then he pointedly placed his ring finger on his index finger and continued downstairs. 

"Oh yes!" she breathed and smiled. She was really beautiful when she smiled. Three fingers were a different caliber, but there was just enough space. Laura's cunt was REALLY greedy. Sean stood up. His right hand continued to dig into Laura, who moaned louder and louder. "Oh God!" 

When he pulled his dripping fingers out of her, Laura’s head was already moving forward with her tongue sticking out, ready for a second helping. But Sean didn't do her the favor this time. Instead, he smeared Laura's juice over her right breast. The bra became transparent. While kneading Laura's tit, he pushed his left hand into her cunt again, and stirred around a little. Then repeated the process with her left tit.

Laura looked at him with pleading eyes, mouth open and her tongue out.

"Ah?"

He couldn't help but grin. There was something childish about it. He stopped massaging her perky boobies. "What do you want?"

She took his hand in hers and moved down to her cunt. He let her continue for the time being. Laura guided his hand in and out, but before she could put her hand in her mouth, he pulled it away. "I want you to say it."

Laura blushed and looked at him pleadingly. “I want to suck your fingers. Please!!”

That wasn't enough. He asked in a singsong voice, "And why is that? Maybe it has something to do with your pussy juice?”

Laura swallowed and licked her lips. Then she locked eyes with him. "Oh God, yes!" 

"And you want me to feed you?”

Laura was more reminiscent of a dog wanting a treat by now. "Yes! Please! Please, Sean, feed me my pussy juice. It tastes so incredibly good.” He motioned for her to shake his finger but dropped his arm again.

"I've got a better idea." He bent down to pick up Laura's panties. "You're really addicted to that stuff."

He said it, as if it had nothing to do with him, while Laura alternately shoved her hands into her pussy and then her mouth, like a bear at a honeypot. He wiped her juices from his hand into her wet panties, basically using it as a towel. That wasn't enough. 

"Hands behind your head."

Laura reacted abruptly. Immediately, her hands stopped what they were doing, and shot behind her head. Too bad he didn't have handcuffs with him. Not that they were necessary. The petite paralegal looked at him questioningly. He ran the crumpled-up panties between her wet labia. Then he twisted it a little into her hole, which made Laura gasp. The plain panties were now literally dripping wet. He lifted them up, over her face, and pressed them to the middle of her forehead with gentle pressure. He trailed them down over her nose. Laura couldn't move her head back, and he wondered if she would have if she could. Her lips were still closed when he pressed the panties against them. He looked into her eyes and just waited. And indeed… Laura slowly opened her mouth and started sucking on her own panties. Sean watched her eyes roll in the back of her head.

"Chew them well."

Laura followed his instruction, taking the panties almost completely into her mouth, chewing on them. What a sight. There was only one thing left to do. With a quick hand movement, he undid her bra clasp.

"Arms back down."

Laura's bra slipped off her shoulders.

He had Laura pick up the keys that had fallen out of the keyboard and throw them away in a neighboring office. She was fully naked while doing so, of course. From this office, she also brought him a new keyboard. It was always funny to see a naked woman walking through an office building, that was filled with people. Her poor male co-workers, however, were still frozen in time and had no idea what they were missing.

Once Laura was dressed again, he pressed the red button on his watch and she was immediately frozen again.

"Like I said, everything that just happened was just a dream, got it?" Laura didn’t react anymore. "A wonderful dream, that you'll have every night from now on. When you wake up from this trance, everything is as usual. A normal day at work.” 

Except she'll never have a normal day at work again.

Sean looked at her once more. He noticed, that he even liked her ears. He leaned over and sucked on her earlobe.

"You'll be my personal waitress and ass-kisser until the end of the gala. You will bring me my drinks and my food. You will always be near me, laughing at my jokes and doing everything to keep me happy. You won't do this because I tell you to, but because you want it. You have an insatiable desire to show me your respect. An insatiable need to be accepted by me. An insatiable desire to please me.”

Wait, wasn't that too much?

"Everything I've just said to you are thoughts and feelings that are currently small and weak. But they're getting bigger over time. And when the event starts tomorrow, there won't be room for anything else on your mind.”

He preferred a bit of a transformation. Sean sat back, and with the push of a button, time flowed again.

He smiled, but Laura looked like she'd seen a ghost. His input, all at once, was more than she could handle apparently. Stunned, she picked up her glasses from the desk and put them on, the confusion in her expression growing. Oops, he forgot about those. Ah, whatever. He was done with her for today.

"I have to keep working now, too. Do you have everything you need?” He held out the travel expense report for her.

Laura reached out slowly, and took it. She seemed a bit taken aback, still. Then, she finally managed to speak.

"Yeah... Uh, thanks..." She was blushing.

Then she walked out hesitantly, not without giving him another startled look. He smirked when she touched her ear, surprised and disgusted by her wet fingers. Sean wasn't worried - She'd still have a whole day ahead of her to adjust to her new, unfamiliar urges. It wasn't long before she’d resign herself to wanting to serve and charm him. He just hoped she wouldn't overreact too early. Nobody else here was under his control yet, and even if that would change very quickly, he still didn't want to cause a scene.

Sean looked at his screen chuckled. A friend request on Facebook from Laura.

Yeah, this was going to be a long day for her.

Nahema has known Laura for 2 years now, but apparently she never truly knew her. Laura barely left Sean’s side. Currently, she was holding up an ashtray for him using both hands, while he talked and laughed with other peers. He barely paid her any attention, but Laura still stood there and smiled at him. It was spooky. Nahema wasn't the only one who noticed, of course. Laura had a crush on that man-child and the whole staff was making fun of it. How could she make a fool of herself like that? And why was this new guy so popular with everyone? From what Nahema could see, he was nothing but a huge jerk, but everyone he talked to couldn't seem to get enough of him. 

Sean put his cigarette out in the ashtray, and turned his back on Laura without even saying as much as thank you. And Laura just stood there. Nahema had enough of this. She pulled Laura aside and snatched the ashtray from her hand, putting it on a nearby table.

"Can you explain to me what's the matter with you?"

Laura looked at the floor "I... I don't know. I can't help it. Is it very... noticeable?” Nahema's answered the question with her expression.

"What's the matter with me?!"

Nahema had a hunch. "You're hopelessly in love, girl. It's as simple as that…”

Laura looked genuinely surprised. "What? No! No, I’m really not. I just... want him to know that... I... that’s gonna sound totally stupid."

"What? Tell me.” Nahema insisted.

Laura sighed. “You’ll think I'm crazy.”

“I already do.”

Finally, Laura gave in. "I want him to pay attention to me and I have to... no, I want to do whatever he says. Like… desperately want it, you know? I-It's like I'm cursed. I don't understand it myself.”

Nahema shook her head with a sad, but knowing pity in her eyes. "Sorry, but that sounds like classic case of teenage crush to me. Listen, I've sold myself short a few times in my life, but seriously Laura? That guy? He treats you like dirt! You deserve better and you’ll get it easily.” 

Laura seemed nervous, scared even. "I'm serious," she said, her voice now hushed and hasty. "Something is wrong with me. You have to help me!”

Nahema didn't quite know what to say to that, and before she could think of anything, Sean called Laura.

Her eyes widened and she ran the few steps back to him, like a puppy to her owner.

“Laura, sweety, don't you want to introduce us?" He approached Nahema.

"Oh! Yes! Naturally! This is Nahema. She's one of our first and most important investors.” Laura explained eagerly. "She's also a friend of mine."

He smiled at Nahema and shook her hand. She would have loved to give him a piece of her mind right away, but Nahema was smarter than that. As a woman, you had to be. Reluctantly, she shook his hand and forced a fake smile.

He turned to Laura. “Sugar, where are your manners? Nahema and I have nothing to drink. I would like to share a glass of wine with this beautiful young lady. You can even get one for yourself. Hop, hop!”

Laura breathed a “Coming right up!”

She hurried to the bar, right after Sean slapped her butt.

Nahema was stunned, for a moment. Then, her anger caught up with her. This was unacceptable. She opened her mouth, when something in her vision flickered. "So, Sean, how is it going up there in your branch? I heard you're having quite the impressive winning streak?”

He waved it off. “Oh you know, I'll do my best where I can and I'll credit my amazing social skills for the rest.”

Nahema giggled. He was so cute. Laura came back with three glasses of wine.

"Wow, that was quick," he noted, and patted the Laura's auburn hair. "Nice job, sugar!"

Nahema appreciated, that he praised Laura adequately when she did good. "To a gala to remember, ladies!"

"Cheers!" The two chorused in unison. 

Laura had always been proud of her job and her sense of responsibility. She never missed a single day since she started working here. Today she might make an exception. She knew something was wrong. That damn guy!

At the gala, she realized that it wasn't just her, who was under his spell. In fact, it was probably the whole company by now. Nahema's change was the one that opened her eyes. Laura had no idea how he did it, but she was sure; People were just toys for him to do with as he pleased.

It was like some kind of mass hypnosis. And the worst part was, that he was specifically after her. She wasn't sure if that meant he particularly liked her or particularly hated her, but the way he treated her... it was probably the latter.

What she did... It was disgusting and she felt ashamed and hated it... and at the same time, she liked it. How the hell did he do that to her?!

With an unshakable feeling of dread in her stomach, she set off for work. Hopefully, that nasty urge to play servant for him was gone for good. At least she hadn't felt like that since he left the event yesterday. She remembered how he winked at her, before he got into the taxi with Nahema. Laura shuddered at the memory. Since then, all she felt was shame.

If only she could talk to someone... But it seemed too late for that. At least since yesterday, he had everyone wrapped around his manipulative fingers.

Laura sat at her desk and distracted herself with work. It was difficult to focus. She felt like everyone was looking at her oddly, whispering, or giggling. Did she become paranoid? What if he suddenly stood next to her? Would she make a fool of herself again? She remembered Nahema's sudden change in behavior, and got goosebumps all over her body.

Laura took a deep breath and tried to relax, when suddenly she felt a tug on her bottom. She gasped and looked around, but no one was there. What was that? Surprised, she dropped her gaze back to the papers. Something felt different. She casually tugged at her black skirt because it felt askew and tucked her loose white shirt back inside. Weird... She was sure she tucked it neatly up her skirt that morning. Then she felt a draft.

Casually she felt up the buttons of her blouse and found the top two undone. The first moment of wonder gave way to shock when she realized that she was no longer wearing a bra. Laura jumped up as if stung by a bee, and looked around. What was going on here? The room was empty. Her door was open, as always, but it was quiet. No footsteps, nothing.

Was she going completely insane? What should she do? Was it visible? White tight shirt, no bra... Well, that couldn't be good.

A look down revealed that her nipples were clearly visible under the fabric. Fuck! Nobody must see her like that. She had to get out of here, now! Laura hastily opened her top drawer and reached for her wallet, but what she felt next made her heart race with fear. Her bra and panties lay there. She felt up her buttocks and sure enough, she was no longer wearing any underwear.

At that moment, she knew it was Sean.

It wasn't possible and completely absurd, but he was behind this! Laura went into panic mode; She hastily packed her stuff together, hands trembling. She would call in sick by phone and ask the doctor for sick leave for the rest of the week. She didn’t care if she got in trouble for leaving like that. Sean would be gone by the end of the week. Laura stuffed her underwear into her handbag and quickly scurried to the bathroom to put it on again. Luckily nobody saw her on the way and the toilet seemed to be empty, too. The door closed behind her and Laura breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the bathrooms on her floor were quite luxurious and clean. She put her bag down by the wide counter with three sinks, and ran both hands over her face. She had to calm down. Laura looked at herself in the floor-to-ceiling mirror and was suddenly distracted by her reflection. She had expected to look completely exhausted, but what she saw was surprisingly positive. She liked her figure. She looked at herself sideways and brushed her waist with both hands. Hmm, not bad. Laura undid her hair tie and shook out her long auburn hair. She turned back to face the mirror and looked at her eyes. She took off her glasses. She only needed them for reading anyway and she always felt a little prettier without them. 

Laura analyzed her upper body again. Her breasts could be a little bigger, but they matched the rest of her petite figure quite well. She cupped her breasts with both hands, then slowly stroked her nipples over the fabric. That felt good. The tight-fitting shirt made them visibly hard. It helped her relax. Exactly what she needed right now. A little relaxation.

Laura became subtly aware that she was supposed to do something else, but that could surely wait. Whatever it was... 

She undid the top button of her shirt and then another. Why was it unbuttoned earlier? She wondered again... Was it really Sean somehow? Or was that just wishful thinking? She felt a little dreamy. Another button. Why was she doing this? Another one. It was liberating. 

Laura saw Sean through the mirror, standing right behind her and looking at her, but it was just a daydream, a fantasy. She imagined him coming closer and stroking her waist. It felt incredibly real. She could feel and see him, but it was just a daydream, of course. Wishful thinking. She was sure of it. Laura enjoyed this fantasy. It made her feel safe and she smiled.

Sean smelled her hair and started cupping her breasts through her shirt. They kept eye contact through the mirror the whole time. It wasn't real, though. Laura closed her eyes and imagined he was really there. How great that would be. If only she could show him how good, hardworking, and reliable she was.

She opened her eyes again and looked deep into his eyes. His arms crossed and he slipped through the open shirt to her bare breasts, kneading them gently. Laura imagined him groping her more and more tightly, teasing her nipples. She groaned softly.

Her eyes rolled into her head from pleasure, and she imagined his hard cock pressed against her bottom from behind. Damn, this made her horny. She had a crush on Sean ever since she met him. She could never get him out of her head. It occurred to her again, that she wasn't wearing any panties. Laura's hand went down almost automatically, slowly pulled up the skirt and caressed the soft skin of her sex. She always shaved first thing in the morning. Laura wasn't surprised at how wet she was already. She couldn't resist. Slowly, she inserted a finger and then sucked on it. It was her absolute favorite flavor. Her guilty pleasure, for as long as she could remember.

Sean led Laura into a toilet stall and made her sit on the closed lid. Her shirt was already on the floor in front of the sink. As soon as she sat down, one of her hands disappeared into her skirt, fingering herself. A quiet moan escaped her lips. Time for the finale. He looked down at her.

"Open your mouth wide for me. Yeah, that's good.”

He took his rock-hard cock and aimed it at her face while jerking off. Laura's mouth opened surprisingly wide, making her moans even louder. He liked that.

"You won't come until I tell you. Don't forget that you're just imagining this. I'm not really here. You are here alone masturbating, thinking of me. Imagine how I squirt in your face and how horny that makes you.”

Her answer was a groan.

"Keep my cum in your mouth. Don't swallow. Don't spit.” 

He pinched her breasts a little more and then he was ready. He squirted a good load straight into Laura's mouth. His white juice shimmered on her tongue. She no longer moaned, but trembled with excitement. He squeezed the last of it over her bottom lip and was pleased with the sight.

"One thing is missing."

He spat into her mouth. He knew it was sick and gross, but it was also pure power. Once again, Sean wondered what it was about Laura. Maybe it really was just because of her dismissive attitude in the past. He decided he didn't care. Her mouth slowly filled with her own saliva. Soon it would overflow and then everything would be ruined.

He stopped time again by pressing the red button on his watch. He brought his mouth close to her ear.

"Once you swallow, you will experience the strongest orgasm you have ever had. When you walk out of here, you'll remember this as the best masturbation you've ever indulged in. You admire that I am incredibly powerful and influential. That’s the reason you are so drawn to me. You want to submit to me. It’s natural. Don’t question it. You realize that being treated by me like my property turns you on massively. You want more of it. Much more.”

He stood up straight again and looked at his creation. 

“Next time you see me outside of this bathroom, you will not perceive me as a fantasy or a daydream anymore.” He let the time flow again. "You may swallow now."

Sean turned around, went to the sink, fastened his pants, and washed his hands. There was a bang and groan from the cabin. He casually pocketed her panties as a souvenir. She wouldn't miss them anymore. He could still hear her moan after the bathroom door slammed shut behind him.