Devil in a Green Dress

I stopped time again. I go check on Kyla. She was in a stall. I peeked over the stall and saw her with her skirt around her ankles and her hand was up under the crotch of her panties. I climbed over the top of the stall. I pulled her hand from her panties. It was sticky with pussy juice. I ripped a strip of cloth from her blouse and tied her hands behind her back and took another strip and gagged her with it. I climbed back out of the stall.

Next I went back into the kitchen. I saw a sous chef at a counter. He was putting ingredients into a bowl. I noticed a jar of anchovies, and by the look of the creamy white dressing in the bowl, assumed he was making ceasar dressing. Remembering what the bitch in the green dress had just done to poor Sophie, I took the jar of anchovies back to the dining room.

I lifed the woman off of her chair and left her suspended in mid-air. I hiked her dress up to her waist, exposing her hot pink thong. I pulled her thong down and put an anchovy in her pussy "Probably make it smell better," I thought. I put another one in her ass crack then pulled her panties back up. I pulled her dress up and bunched it around her neck. I then slid an anchovy into each bra cup and pulled her dress back down. I then hid two anchovies in her hair and put one up each of her nostrils. I then turned the jar upside down and put it in her purse, so the oil and remaining anchovy would pour out when time restarted.