2: Locked in Time

Stella’s fingers trembled as she pressed the crown back down on the pocket watch. Time surged forward with a sudden rush, the world around her coming back to life as if a spell had been broken.

Chris greeted her with his usual charm, his voice smooth, "Wow! You look incredible,” he said, flashing a smile.

She quickly tucked the watch back into her handbag, hiding it away as she welcomed him to the table.

"Ah? Ugh Th-thanks..."

The evening unfolded with an effortless flow. They clinked glasses of rich red wine as Chris gave a rundown of his recent endeavours and other fun stories, eliciting a **** laughter and smile from Stella.

As the dinner drew to a close, Chris leaned back in his chair, an eager glint in his eye. “So how about you and I get to know each other better some place else?” he suggested, a playful grin crossing his face. "Come, I have a place in mind that you are absolutely going to like."

Stella’s heart raced, knowing all too well what this invitation would entail. Her instincts screamed to decline.

Nervously, she excused herself to the ladies’ room, her mind racing as she walked away from the table.

Once inside the restroom, she took a moment to breathe deeply to regain her composure. She needed a plan—a way to escape the situation without outright rejecting him. Her gaze fell on the pocketwatch nestled in her handbag.

'As long as he is not able to make any advances, he would drop the invitation himself wouldn't he...?'

With renewed determination, she pulled it out, activating it once more.

As the clock hand began to move, she looked around and noticed that time had stopped again. The restroom was silent, frozen in place, and she felt a rush of exhilaration mixed with anxiety. This time, she will be the one in control.

Stella rushed out of the restaurant, heart pounding, and made her way to an adult store just a few blocks away. The bell above the door jingled as she entered, and she quickly scanned the shelves for what she needed. Her gaze landed on a chastity device, and without a second thought, she swiped it off the shelf without checking any details, her cheeks flushed with adrenaline.

With her prize secured, she hurried back to the restaurant, every step feeling charged with a newfound sense of purpose.

Back at the restaurant, as Chris had leaned back in the chair, it made it easier for her to put her plan into action.

With nervous hands, she unbuckled and pulled down his pants and boxers, revealing his manhood.

With the flaccid dick out, she immediately opened the chastity cage package, finding herself with a pink metal cage with a built in vibrator. The problem though had been the size of it. While she couldn't accurately tell how big or small his dick was, the 2.5 inch chastity cage looked clearly smaller for it to hold inside.

As she had already pulled the base of his cage through his balls, she decided to somehow make it work.

Pushing the cage against his phallus, Stella tried her best to secure it in place. As his dick offered resistance, her hands wobbled as she tried to lock it by inserting the small key.

Just as she relaxed and slumped on the floor, the small key snapped, a part of it still stuck in the cage.

'Fuck!'

With each attempt at trying to retrieve the piece out, her long nails only seemed to make it worse by pushing the shard further inside the lock.

'Screw it, he has fucked enough women already. Maybe it's better this way.'

*SIGH*

Getting up from under the table, she pulled his pants back up and repositioned him as best as she could, before returning to the ladies’ room.

She once again pushed the crown back down taking a note of the time: 10: 05 PM. Hearing the familiar ambient sounds a wave of relief washed over her.

As she stepped out of the restroom, she walked confidently back to the table, a sense of empowerment surged through her. The atmosphere felt different now, as if the air had shifted. She was no longer just a secretary caught in the crosshairs of a powerful man; she was someone who had taken control from him.

When she reached the table, Chris looked up, sliding his hands immediately from under the table, his serious eyes waking up to a pleasant smile. “...There you are! I was starting to worry."

“Just needed a moment to freshen up. All good?"

"Yeah.. Just something... Hey, I just remembered I had another appointment for the night. Can we take a raincheck?"

"Sure," Stella replied with a confident smile, "let me know when."

Hey folks!

This is just a 2 chapter story for now. Just experimenting here. Let me know if you want me to continue writing with this plotline.

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