TIME STOP! Hold Back Your Laughter and Screams Since Time Has Stopped!
Well, time to get started again. With one hand, I kneaded Yun-young's breast, while my other hand toyed with her clit.
It was pure bliss. Just imagining how she'd react if she knew what was happening made it all the more thrilling.
This time, it took a bit longer than expected. Probably because she wasn't under my casting. But that didn't matter. I wasn't in a rush to penetrate her just yet. Playing with her body like this, on my terms, was plenty satisfying.
I groped the actress's body for a good while, but it still wasn't soft enough. Nothing like with Eun-hee or Eun-ji. There were probably a few reasons for that. I'd used a Casting Card on Eun-ji, and Eun-hee was already craving me. Maybe this actress was just less sensitive. Or perhaps the awkward position was the issue.
Whatever the cause, forcing my way in and hurting her didn't appeal. After a moment's thought, I lifted Yun-young's body, carried her out of the shower, and laid her on the long wooden table in the corner of the changing room.
Flat on her back was definitely better. Doggy style had that conquering vibe, but I couldn't see her face—a huge drawback. Nothing beat the sight of a woman's face twisting in ecstasy mid-fuck. Especially with a stunning actress like this; missing that would be a crime.
I spread Yun-young's legs wide, stared into her face, and started stimulating her clit with my fingers. A little faster than before. After a short while, her lips parted slightly. A soft sigh escaped her.
Was it the more comfortable position? I slipped one finger inside. She was plenty wet now. Time to go in.
Standing in front of Yun-young, I pushed my cock into her.
"Ngh!" The sound was tiny. Her face scrunched a bit, but it wasn't obvious. Still, she was better at acting than most women. Gazing down at the motionless actress's body, I indulged my lust fully.
Yun-young's pussy was soaked inside now. I couldn't tell how much she was feeling it, but her body was responding. Her expression barely changed, though. Every now and then, a faint moan slipped from her parted lips, but nothing loud.
I loved how desperately she was acting. Before trying this, I'd worried a blank, unresponsive doll-like woman might kill the fun. But experiencing it firsthand? Totally different.
I could feel her pleasure through her body, and watching her fight it desperately was just as arousing—maybe more—than when they let loose. And among them, this woman was the best.
As I ravaged her body, Yun-young kept her eyes fiercely focused. Her gaze fixed slightly above me, locked in perfect mannequin mode, pouring everything into the act.
But her body was honest. It trembled now and then, twitched, and unavoidable gasps leaked from her lips. Each time, she'd tense her face, knowing she'd slipped.
So she wasn't unconscious. She had full awareness, ignoring her body's ecstasy to sell the time-stop as best she could.
I took the finger that had explored her pussy and slipped it into her mouth. Unlike Eun-ji or Eun-hee, she didn't open wider on her own—just as much as I forced. I kept thrusting below while probing her mouth.
No tongue wrapping around it, no sucking. Just a perfect mannequin, yielding to my touch without resistance.
Yes. This was time-stop fantasy. Eun-ji and Eun-hee were amateurs; this was pro-level.
Thanks to Yun-young, I finally got the full time-stop experience. Doll-like, yet unmistakably human. An actress carefully exhaling, holding back her arousal. Overwhelming excitement surged through me.
Ugh! Incredible. I wanted to own her like this—not as a lover or fuck buddy, but as a living sex doll that took me expressionless whenever I desired. Stashed somewhere in the house, pulled out only when the urge hit, staring into that blank face as I fucked her.
Then her expression cracked slightly in pain. Oops—I'd gripped her breast too hard without realizing. Lost in those thoughts, my touch had roughened.
Sorry. I eased up. Her face returned to blank perfection. A true actress.
But seeing her break character from the pain sparked another desire. I wanted to see her forget the act and writhe in pleasure.
Easy enough—use a Casting Card. No pro could withstand a Setting Card <Sensitivity> stacked with Setting Card <Amplification>.
Hmm... But no, that'd be a massive waste. Her sales wouldn't top Ji-yeon's. Great body, but her tits were average for AV. Stunning beauty, sure, but not her real face. The real Yun-young would be worth 90 million won easy. No way I'd burn that on a one-off thrill.
So I switched gears. I pulled out of Yun-young's body and headed to the lounge sofa for the stopwatch, then came back.
I slid back in and pounded away. After the break, she held her blank face at first, but soon her nose and brow furrowed. She was feeling it.
Timing it right, I hit the stopwatch button.
"Hahk!" Yun-young let out a moan.
"Ah!" Our eyes met.
I hit it again. The gap was short—maybe two or three seconds max. Too brief for shock or panic.
But it was enough. Her expression had changed completely, laced with something indescribable. I