You're on a cozy, early-January date with Kronii, and it seems to be going well so far, aside from the clock becoming rapidly drunk. She is in the habit of manipulating time, and sending her drinks back in time for free refills - or she was, until the waiter caught her playing about. But she's had enough anyway, you've had to stop her ruining this new kimono of hers with drink several times. She's strangely clingy, and giggling like an idiot half the time she tries to speak. She's also extremely cute, and you find it hard to resist the urge to get her yet more drinks, as you yourself begin to feel the effects of several cans of cider all at once.

"I'm hic not drunk" she insists, wobbling a bit and standing up from the table, as those around stare at you. "If I was drunk, would hic I be able to do thish?" she pulls out a pocket watch, and before you can stop her - freezes time all around the pair of you. Thankfully, she didn't send you hundreds of years into the past this time. She giggles and gets up from the table, standing behind you. You're shocked, although charmed, by her chuuni behaviour, until she whispers in your ear "Hey hic anon, since we're alone now, do you wanna have some fun? I hic need to go to an idol meeting anyway" she chuckles. You notice her "clock" making a bit of a tent in her outfit, and you're glad time is frozen, since this would be horrendously embarrasing otherwise. "Come on, I know you wanna~" you roll your eyes and wish you could just go home. Responding to this, Kronii has the cheek to stare right at you and make blowjob gestures and a jerking-off sign - you know when she does either, it's indicative she wants to recieve one. You found that out the first time you had sex with her, which wasn't a pleasant surprise. "Kronii..." you sigh, "just a handjob this time, please. I don't want to go home with cum all over me tonight"

"Alright, fiiine" she says, clearly disappointed you won't go the extra mile for her. You know it's dangerous not to go along with everything she demands, but at the same time, you need boundaries, right? Still smiling and blushing, not to mention carrying a bottle of her favourite wine, she leads you into the bathrooms. "In case you make me lose control, anon~" she reminds you. Since of course, the timestop is on her, and if she's thinking about cumming the last thing you two need is being caught...
She sits herself down, and quickly begins to undress, unleashing her monstrous, girthy futa cock as fast as possible. "C'mere, kronie, gimme a kish" she slurs, and you might as well obey. You lean in to her body and kiss her deeply, though are hit with the offensive odour and taste of all that wine. You just hope she doesn't get even more drunk, as you withdraw, and kneel to focus on your task.

Her kimono is elegant and yet easy to remove, and it only takes parting a sash in the right place to unveil her boner. It scarcely fits in a single hand, which is one of the reasons she likes to use your mouth at home. Still, this time you're adamant on a clean, quick handjob for her, and set aside some towels for the purpose. You place one hand on her thigh for support, and the other begins to grasp the girl's tip. She flashes you a smile, and rubs your hair for a moment before taking a big swig of her wine. "Take your time~" she giggles. It's one of her favourite phrases, and it always makes you feel happy. Even if as here it's accompanied by being pressured into sex.

You pull back the foreskin on her head, unveiling the swollen pink tip, already dripping with precum. Moving her panties fully to the side, you are hit with a powerful musk, although not as off-putting as you might expect, and you begin to slowly move your hand up and down. Her cock is absolutely rock-hard, and a good deal larger than yours, and judging by the smug grin on her face, she knows it. But you love her, even if she's like this. You spit on your hand to lube it, rubbing it over the tip and then the shaft, prompting some deliberately loud moans from Kronii. "Huhuhu, since no-one's around, I can be as loud as I like" she declares to herself when you scold her. You roll your eyes, and keep stroking her off. You can't deny this is all strangely arousing, but you have to ignore your own boner and focus on hers.

Kronii rewards you with headpats and cute giggles as she squirms from the pleasure. You hope this time she'll give you some warning when she does finish. You feel grateful for the timestop, since the sloppy, slimy sounds of you fingering her sticky foreskin and jerking her off would be heard a mile away otherwise. "Anonnn" Kronii is making her drunk demands again "I can't cum unless you give me a kiss...." You're about to stand up, when she forces you back down. "Nuh-uh, I want you to kiss my clock. No tricks, I pinky-promise~" she winks, and seems geniuine...You fetch your towel, ready for her to cum after. You lean in, and give a gentle "chu" to her sticky tip...

Big mistake. Within seconds - if seconds could pass with time frozen - she jams her cock into your throat with a giggle. "Haah, you fell for it, I'm gonna enjoy this, haha" You know this feeling, the feeling of her dick veins coursing with semen and ready to fill every hole of yours. That first night when she did just that is burned into your psyche. You said you were willing to try anal, and she whipped out her cock and fucked you in the ass until you couldn't walk straight. As well as your throat afterwards for good measure. But not this time, not again, you need to resist and fight, to escape, and you pull back, as hard as you-
"Nice try anon, but you were too late, here it comes~"
splurt
A thick rope of jizz rockets into your throat as she grips you tight. The taste is sour and strong, likely thanks to the clock's lazy habit of eating nothing but spicy noodles. She rolls her head back in pleasure, and for a moment her grip slows a bit. Pulling with all your might, you extract her slobbery dick from your mouth. But it's still cumming, and all you've done is unleash the load on your face. Before you can even fetch a towel, she drags you back and plasters your face in her thick, stinky seed. All the time she's got her hands on your head and is laughing at your misfortune. "Anon, you look so cute all messed up like that~" she chuckles, bathing in her post-orgasm glow. You frantically grab your towel to wipe your humiliated, sweaty and cum-soaked face. "Hey, you didn't let me get a photo" she says in her drunken tone, sounding disappointed. "You know what comes next, right?" Kronii's eyes flash a threatening blue, and she grips your hair to pull you forward. You knew it was a mistake to let her do this...

"Mmm, I'm not quite done yet, anon. How about you and I go for another round, hmm? This one's on the HOUSE" she shouts, gripping your head and forcing her dick inside. She has you trapped in her thighs, and attempts to resist her vice grip are futile. "Anon, the harder you struggle, the harder it's gonna be. It's easier if you just accept it" instead of smiling, she's scowling at you to break your resistance, but you know she's enjoying this. Any counter arguments are drowned in spit and cum, as you slather her dick involuntarily with spit. The musk is overpowering and her bristling pubes poke you in the nose, as she hilts herself all the way inside. Her tip is still leaking from before, dribbling the remains of the last load into your mouth. Along with a fresh, pungent flow of pre-cum too.

The warden of time holds your head in place, and now she's grinning again. You can only glare at her, eyes full of malice and uncertainty but unable to do anything about her using you like this. Gagging and sucking noises fill the room, along with Kronii's half-drunk moans. She's long since finished her wine, but the effects will be with her a while yet. "Enjoying the taste, anon?" she gloats, as tears run down your face. "Come, now, the least you could do is give in and stop pretending you don't like this, you dumb masochist". Your head's going blank from her endless pumping of her hips, and from the overpowering saltiness all at once. This stupid, smug, drunk clock. You wish you could wipe that grin off her face, it's so demeaning. But any efforts to struggle free are rewarded with a kick in the chest. She starts pulling and tugging on your hair, really hilting her cock deep. You can feel what's coming, and there's nothing you can do to stop it. You know this feeling all too well, since she enjoys teasing and then cumming inside you when you try to resist. And it's your fault, since you claimed you wanted her to be more of a sadist.

Kronii's violent thrusting seems like it will finally pay off for her. As your tongue involuntarily licks every drop of fluid from her dick, she gives little warning beyond some gibberish, a strange mix of panting and giggling. Even here she finds time to laugh at you. She thrusts all the way in, the tip of her cock practially impaling you, and sure enough lets loose - although only on her cum because her grip remains rock steady this time. "Anon...ah, your throat feels so goood, but..." she takes a heavy breath before continuing "I...want you...to enjoy this tooo~" she mumbles between thrusts, struggling to stay focused from the sensation. You meanwhile are overwhelmed as well, by a salty, sticky torrent of aged clock milk, and yet this feeling of being used like an onahole, once so humiliating, is stimulating as well. Kronii's thick cumshots are hard to swallow, and seemingly endless as she fires rope after rope of seed inside. You feel your own, much smaller, load shooting embarrasingly into your trousers, staining them. But considering the state of your wrecked hair, cum-covered face, and sweaty shirt, this isn't much worse...your eyes glaze over as you almost pass out from the meat-rod jammed in your throat. At last, her torrent stops, and she begins to loosen her grip on your head.

"Fuuuu, you're so good at this, anon~" Kronii pants lovingly, dick still pulsing and twitching as she finally pulls out. "You swallowed it all this time, too, I'm so proud of you~" You have little time for her compliments, as you choke, desperately trying to inhale fresh air, as Kronii drags you in again, you're powerless and breathless, unable to resist her, who knows where her sadism will go next? She's going to...
...kiss you? She pulls you up and gives you a surprisingly deep kiss, replacing the taste of her cum with the much nicer wine.
"Hahh, you're a goood kronie. I'm sorry I got a little carried away there anon, but you'll forgive me, right?" she looks at you needily with puppy eyes, as if she was the one that just got facefucked and humiliated. Such a manipulative, dorky clock, but you love and forgive her harsh tendencies because she loves you.
"Let's get you cleaned up, and continue this at home, shall we?" she's flashing her perverse grin again, but more sincerely this time as she rubs your face with a towel. You hope with all your might time is still stopped outside, as you mentally prepare yourself for being pressed against the bed tonight...