The Hollywood Hypnosneak *Ongoing*

[muhabba]

So to keep from having stories spread all over the place all my future chapters for The Hollywood Hypnosneak will be here.

This is a work of complete fiction. It just popped into my brain so I wrote it down and share it for free and make no money off of it. No one under legal age may read this, if you know what's good for you. No one over legal age should read this for the same reason. All characters used in this story are a parody of any real or fictional person. I don’t know Jennifer Love Hewitt or have anything to do with her. Comments are always welcome and appreciated and you should feel free to share.

Story Code: M/F, MC

The Hollywood Hypnosneak Ch 03 Jennifer Love Hewitt
By Muhabba

For the next week I was worse than a kid on Christmas morning waiting to open his presents. With a massive erection. I hadn't realized how much I had missed Jennifer since I had went to jail until I had the prospect of seeing her again looming before me. She had been the perfect assistant in more ways than one, mostly because I had programmed her to be. After a few hypnotic sessions she had started running my various businesses with amazing efficacy. Not to mention that my sexual programming had unlocked something deep inside her subconscious.

Jennifer had quickly become nearly as sexually ravenous as I was. Men, women, young or old, she had a deep seeded longing for all of them, a lust her conscious mind had inhibited but that I had unleashed inside of her. It was actually tragic that I had been forced to suppress her desires before I had been sent away but it had been for her own good. It was actually surprising to me that I had even bothered to shield her at all from the repercussions of my down fall. Perhaps it had been a sign even then of the emotional softness that had led to my losing everything.

Lightly stroking my perpetually hard cock on the bed in my shitty room, the phone rang and brought me out of my trip down memory lane. "Hello," I answered the phone using one hand as the other continued stroking my rigid member.

Hayden's voice was soft and breathless on the other end of the line. One of my commands to her was that she would become instantly aroused every time she heard my voice or saw me. I don't really know why I did it since I’d probably never see her again but it amused me all to hell. "Master, I have the number you requested," she said.

"Give it to me!" I said with all the need of a child being presented a particularly large Christmas gift. She immediately complied and I memorized the number, refusing to write any important information down ever again lest it be used against me in the future. I had learned my lesson twenty years ago. She waited for me to give her my next command and a wicked sneer came across my face. "Hayden, are you alone?"

"Yes, Master."

"Good. Do you own a vibrator?"

"Yes, Master."

"Good. Fuck your ass until you cum. And from now on you can only achieve orgasm by anal sex. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Master," she said eagerly.

"Then get started," I ordered before hanging up the phone. The command was weak and it would probably only last a few days before fading out of her subconscious but I positively throbbed at the idea of her becoming an anal slut over the course of the next little while. My orders of compliance were much deeper inside of her mind and could, theoretically, last forever which is what I had hoped had happened to Jennifer.

I had no idea what the time difference was between Miami and California and didn't care. All that mattered was reaching Jennifer and whatever was left of my old life. I dialed her number and she picked up after the third ring which was good since I was still sketchy on what a voice mail is. "This is Jennifer," she said merrily into my ear and my heart began to race with anticipation.

"Yes it is," I said happily into the phone. I could practically see her staring quizzically at her phone.

"I'm sorry," she said and I could hear the confusion in her voice. "Who is this?"

“Listen very closely,” I told her before whispering my command into the phone. I could hear her breathing change subtly, becoming more even and shallow. My commands had placed her into a small trance and now I was about to find out how much of my programming was left in her mind. I waited for what seemed like an eternity, listening to her breathe, waiting to see how she’d answer.

“Master?” she asked with a thick tongue and a wide smile spread across my face, my heart hammering in my chest. She was still mine. I wasn’t alone any more.

“Jennifer, grab a piece of paper and write this all down. First, I’m gonna need a plane ticket.”

The next morning I met the manager of the motel and quit. And by quit I mean I put him under and convinced him that he was actually a twelve year old girl trapped in the body of a man. I hated that little fucker. He was the embodiment of everything that was wrong with my life right now and I was glad to be done with him, his shitty motel, and everything in Miami. I was leaving behind everything I wasn’t and was practically giddy with excitement on the taxi drive to the airport. I all but skipped up to the service counter to claim my ticked and found that Jennifer had, of course, made it a first class seat with a actual meal and all the amenities. Everything I deserved.

During the flight I couldn’t help but think about everything Jennifer and I had accomplished together. Before her I was simply using my abilities to get laid and make a few bucks to accommodate my lifestyle of hanging around the fringes of the rich and powerful. It had been Jennifer that had unleashed the beast inside of me.

I had run into her purely by chance and had been immediately taken by her. She had a charming Girl Next Door appeal to her face and an amazing figure with large, full breasts and the start of what I was sure would be a well-rounded ass. I had hypnotized her for just a run of the mill sexual encounter, riding her luscious body to several mutual orgasms though the course of the night. As the morning came I gave her the commands I usually do in a new conquest, to answer my beck and call should we ever meet again, and then left. It wasn’t until several months later that I saw a puff piece about her on some annoying celebrity gossip show.

Since our night together, Jennifer had become a serial dater, leaving behind a string of lovers in her wake. I was intrigued. When I had met her she was somewhat conservative with her affections and her body but then she had become something of a “love them and leave them type”. I was afraid that my intrusion into her mind had unsettled something and that if investigated t0o thoroughly, might lead back to me.

I surprised Jennifer at an MTV award show and gave her the command to slip back under my control and to my surprise she responded extremely aggressively. She grabbed me by the wrist and all but yanked me to some secluded back stage dressing room and threw me against the wall before falling to her knees. She practically inhaled my cock, sucking me with feverish need until I exploded into her mouth after only a few moments. She then looked up at me with my cum spread across her lips and smiled sweetly up at me before saying, “Hello, Master, I missed you.”

After the ceremony we went back to her place and did something I seldom did with a woman, we talked. My subconscious romp inside of her head had unlocked all of her inhibitions somehow and with her contacts we fucked our way across Hollywood, amassing a small fortune. Our cover was a simple talent agency that for some reason, at least on paper, never seemed to hook the big name clients but was always on the invite list for the hottest parties in California and beyond. I had been happy just sleeping with the Hollywood elite but Jennifer wanted to rule them. And for a few, happy years we did just that. Until I was arrested and forced my Jennifer to become the inhibited woman that she had been when I first met her.

But now, now was the time of a new beginning.

The taxi ride from the airport to Jennifer’s house was the worst leg of the journey. I’m fairly certain that the driver was purposefully traveling five miles under the speed limit simply because he some how knew I was feeling frantic. He kept distracting my thoughts about something called and Uber but I kept pushing him out of my mind.

During mine and Jennifer’s fling through Hollywood we eventually discovered that I wasn’t the only hypnotist running around. There was actually an entire cabal of them working behind the scenes of the world’s power systems, all with their own agendas, all very private. Being a younger man I of course would have noting to do with a group that would have me as a member and they were fine with that, at first, but Jennifer and I eventually became to well known publicly and they orchestrated my downfall. So not only did they make sure I went to jail, lost all my money, all my power, and all my influence, they made sure that there would be no early parole so I had to sit though my entire 20 year sentence.

After a 30 minute drive the driver interrupted my trip down memory lane one last time. We were at Jennifer’s house. I flung my money at the cabbie as I leaped out of the back seat with my single bag, all that I owned in the world, and nearly ran up to the front door. I raised by hand and right before I could knock the door opened to reveal Jennifer Love Hewitt, my Jennifer, completely naked. She wore nothing but her own skin, her brown hair draped down past her shoulders, just enough make-up to look like she wasn’t wearing any, her large tits proud and up-thrust and barely sagging an inch even after 20 years. Her shoulders were pressed back slightly to better emphasize her amazing chest, her back arched gracefully drawing the lines of her body down to her small waist and flat stomach. Her hips flared out enticingly, her legs crossed at her ankles, her pussy completely bald with just a small tuft of shaved, dark hair above her slit.

A wide smile broke out across Jennifer’s face before she called out my name. “Master!” she screamed with joy as she grabbed my shirt with both fists and yanked me into her large house. The door slammed shut behind me as she spun me around and shoved me further into her house, my feet twisting and sending me down flat onto my back in her foyer. In an instant her naked body was on top of mine, her large tits pressed against my chest as she started ripping at my shirt. She kissed me quickly and deep before sliding her tongue out of my mouth and licking down my jaw.

Jennifer licked down my neck to my collar bone, biting at my soft throat as she violently ripped my shirt open. I tried to shake off the shoulder strap of my bag before giving up and sliding my hands down her back to her thick ass. I squeezed her cheeks hard, kneading her pliant flesh as I ran my fingertips over her puckered asshole, feeling the warm wetness of her pussy as she kissed down my chest. She sat up on my groin, grinding against my erection while tugging at my belt and yanking my pants open, her large tits wobbling like jello on her chest. I released her ass and gripped her tits, amazed at how firm they still were after all these years, her hard nipples digging into my palms as I squeezed them like dough.

Yanking my pants down to my thighs, Jennifer freed my erection and gripped the base of it possessively, squeezing my shaft as hard as I was squeezing her tits. She didn’t even look at me, just my cock, staring at it hungrily as she licked her lips and her eyes lit up. She chuckled from deep in her chest, practically growling as she lifted herself up and aimed my cock up between her thighs. She rubbed the tip of my cock against her hungry hole for a moment before sliding me just inside of her before bracing her hands against my chest. She rolled her hips a little, playing with the bit of me inside her, teasing us both for a moment. But just for a moment.

Suddenly Jennifer thrust herself down, enveloping my cock in an instant, her wet cunt like a moist, velvet vise gripping me so hard that I thought my cock my pop off inside of her. She groaned out like a hungry wolf, her eyes finally meeting mine as her pussy convulsed around my shaft, her cunt attempting to milk my prick. Her amazing chest heaved as she took a deep, shuddering breath, reading herself before rolling her hips up slightly, pulling her pussy up my length slightly before slamming herself back down.

As far as Jennifer was concerned I was practically not even there, just my cock as she bounced herself up and down. She began squealing like a small rabbit as she bounced up and down on my prick, my hands never leaving her breasts, never not squeezing them over and over as her warm flesh oozed out from between my fingers. She grabbed my wrists, holding my hands to her chest as she continued pumping herself up and down on my dick, are bodies making wet slapping sounds with each thrust, her warm juices splattering out and covering our conjoined groins. Her pussy felt hot enough to boil my cock inside of her as sweat flowed down her body, her hair plastered to her forehead as she rode me like a wild animal.

The first thing Jennifer had said to me was “Master,” the second thing she said was, “I’m going to cum!” She thrust herself down on me one last time as I thrust up into her, both of us burying me as deeply as we could inside of her as we both came, her juices gushing out around me as I filled her constricting cunt with my cum. It was short, simple, rough sex and we both panted in lust as we came together, growling in need and desire until both of our bodies went limp.

We laid next to each other, not touching, letting the sweat cool on our bodies. I looked over at her panting, her impressive chest rising and falling as she caught her breath, her hair plastered to her face. She looked over at me and smirked, “You’re wearing to many clothes. Get them off and lets go somewhere more comfortable than my floor.”

I hurriedly stripped off what remained of my clothes and stood up and offered Jennifer a helping hand up. She grabbed my hand and stood up with a satisfied smile on her beautiful face as she stared into my eyes. She leaned into me, pressing her body against mine, her large breasts pressed tightly to my chest, my still hard cock pressed against her stomach. We reached around our bodies and kissed, her tongue sliding quickly into my mouth as she rubbed her sweat slick body against mine. We rocked against each other, shuffling our feet, trying to move towards her bedroom I assumed but we didn’t make it.

On our way towards the bedroom our feet got tangled together and we fell into her large living room onto her plush couch. I twisted our bodies around, falling back onto my ass with her straddling my thighs, her tits jiggling wildly as we flopped down together. Her mouth never left mine as we landed, her arms holding my possessively as her tongue explored my mouth, groaning into me as she continued rubbing against me. She reached down between us with one hand, gripping the base of my cock as she shifted around, aiming my prick up at her hot, wet cunt again. She quickly enveloped my dick, cooing in pleasure as she took me inside of her, causing me to groan out in pleasure and contentment. As far as both of us were concerned our bodies belonged together, my cock inside her tight pussy.

In only a few moments Jennifer was riding me fiercely, her large tits swinging around wildly as I nuzzled into her jiggling cleavage and gripped her fleshy ass. She pounded me into the back of the couch as she thrust herself down on my cock, pistoning up and down hard, grinding her groin down to rub her exposed little clit against me, her cunt grabbing me like and angry fist as she rode me like a pony.

The wet, slapping sounds our bodies were making were muffled by Jennifer's tits as I licked, sucked, and nibbled at her spectacular cleavage. My hands never left her ass as I continued kneading her supple flesh like warm dough, holding her to my groin protectively. At the pace she was going, if she happened to accidentally missed a stroke, she’d break my dick in two.

Jennifer began squealing wildly like a trapped animal, grinding herself down against my lap as I continued licking the sweat from her chest. Her arms wrapped around my neck, holding me to her chest, smoothing me in her abundant chest as her body began trembling and she came again. Her already tight cunt gripped my cock, rippling around me, milking my pole as she ground her pussy against me in small circles, drawing out her orgasm. Her groans turned to a stutter as she basked in her orgasm, relishing the feel of us meshed together, our bodies throbbing as one.

She relaxed into me, pressing her head against my chest and licking the sweat rolling down my body, my hard prick still buried inside of her. She cooed in contentment as we nuzzled against each other, my hands pressed into her fleshy ass, her breasts smashed against my chest. She looked up at me and smiled sweetly, “I’ve missed you.”

“I missed you too,” I said as I stroked her brown hair with one hand, removing the stray strands matted against her face. I kissed her forehead before sliding my hands beneath the tops of her thighs and standing up, my hands and cock the only things holding her beautifully naked body up. As I carried her to her bedroom she began kissing my all over my face, my lower back screaming in pain as I held her up. I laid her down on the bed, my prick never leaving her tight, hot cunt.

I started slow, pushing and pulling my way in and out of her amazing body, her hips rolling up to meet me, letting me drive deeper inside of her. I quickly began thrusting harder and faster inside of her tightly clutching pussy, moaning in pleasure at the feel of her gripping my shaft, drawing me inside of her. Her soft pants and moans quickly turned into full throated groans as I went faster and faster between her thighs. That was one of the things I loved about being with Jennifer, we didn’t make love, we fucked.

Sweat flew from our bodies as I fucked her as deep and hard as I could and she wrapped her legs around me to keep me inside of her. I thrust faster and harder, her tits swaying and wobbling wildly on her chest, nearly hitting her chin as she yelled out in pleasure. Her juices splashed out between the seal of our bodies, mixed with our sweat, and soaked the bed. Our bodies made wet, slapping noises that echoed off the wall as our grunts and moans turned to gasps and groans of pleasure. I could feel her body tighten around my shaft, every muscle in her body tightening like a spring as our orgasms began to crest before spilling over. We came together, our bodies synced as I spilled my cum inside of her clutching cunt and her pussy gripped my like a vice, milking me dry.

I collapsed on top of Jennifer, her large tits smashed against my chest as we panted. Neither one of us tried to move, we just laid their enjoying the feel of our bodies meshed together. The sweat on our bodies began to cool and I rolled off of her and she automatically placed her head on my heaving chest as I wrapped my arm around her shoulders.

“Welcome back, Master,” she giggled as she nuzzled against me. She spent the weekend welcoming me back.

To be continued...

[muhabba]

This is a work of complete fiction. It just popped into my brain so I wrote it down and share it for free and make no money off of it. No one under legal age may read this, if you know what's good for you. No one over legal age should read this for the same reason. All characters used in this story are a parody of any real or fictional person. I don’t know Jennifer Love Hewit, Camren Bicondova or have anything to do with them. Comments are always welcome and appreciated and you should feel free to share.

Story Code: M/F, MC, anal

The Hollywood Hypnosneak Ch 04 Camren Bicondova
By Muhabba

We sat naked in Jennifer's bed as she went over all of my old financial contracts from before I went to prison. "Basically you're broke," she said with a frown. Oddly enough my first thought was to start renting Jennifer out to deliver bad news to people. How much better would it be to find out you're broke or dying of cancer than by a topless Jennifer Love Hewitt.

"How can there be nothing left?" I asked as I stared at her amazing chest.

"You were arrested for embezzlement. The FEDs seized everything they could find and as for everything they couldn't find, well, that left a lot of your assets out in the open. The assets that weren't bought outright just dried up over the years," Jennifer said before giving me a sorrowful smile. "Basically you are worth whatever is in your wallet."

"A Group-On for Chili's then," I said with a smirk I didn't feel. "And then there's you," I said as I playfully traced my fingertip up and down her bare thigh.

"I could certainly set you up with a loan," she said with another reproachful look, "But I'm married now, with a kid. All my money is tied up in my career and my family, easily watched and monitored by the IRS not to mention my husband. Even if you subdued him his family would get suspicious." Jennifer sighed in despair, her wonderful chest wonderfully distracting.

I could tell that Jennifer was leading the conversation somewhere. "And then...?"

"I'm not as young and carefree as I was," Jennifer admitted, "I have ties, a home, a husband, a child. I can't just take off to Hawaii or wherever to seduce a model or three, I'd be noticed and our life... Your life... The life we had only works if we can be anonymous."

She was still leading to something else and I had a pretty good idea of what it was. Reflecting on it, it was stupid of me to just assume that I could swoop in and sweep Jennifer back into our old lives. "Jennifer, are you tendering your resignation?" I asked with a chuckle.

"Kinda," she admitted weakly, "I mean... not completely. I still want... But I can't. Not like what we were..." she let the sentence trail off.

"So we need to get you an assistant?" I smirked.

"Basically," she pouted.

"Any prospects you can think of?"

Jennifer's cute pout turned into a wolfish smile.

Two days later I stood in the cheap office Jennifer had rented me. It was basically one studio sized area, a kitchenette, and a modest sized bathroom in the middle of LA. It was furnished with a couch, a chair, and a small desk with a coat rack by the front door. It was the best that Jenifer could do without her husband or manager finding out about it so while she lived in Dallas and would fly back and forth I was stuck here. At least the couch was a fold-out.

When I reactivated Jennifer she had remembered all the things she had hidden for me. A cache of my old files that were severely out of date, a duffle bag full of cash which I would have to spend carefully since a lot of the bills had been changed before my release, and all of my old equipment. The equipment was as out of date as I was but it still worked and I set it up in my office. A system of subtle sounds, lighting changes, and my own talents would now ensnare anyone that came into my office. All I had to do now was wait.

I couldn't just jump into my old life, it would be suspicious being a Talent Agent again which meant I had to eventually secure a new fake identity and a new job title. Twenty years in prison and they still didn't even know my real name. I needed money first, money I could spend to launder my old money below the FED's radar. They say it takes money to make money but it takes more money to clean money. But to get the money I needed a paying client.

Jennifer had managed to put me in touch with the talent manager of my new, prospective client, a young actress who was also an amateur dancer. The talent manager handled her much more lucrative acting career and for a cut of my profits he would sub-contract her dancing career to me. I waited patiently for her to arrive and luckily she arrived on time. And of course, due to her young age, she brought her family.

There was a knock on my door and I answered it and saw Camren Bicondova for the first time. She had a unique look with wild, lightly brown, wavy hair, wide set, sparkling eyes and a very sweet smile. I immediately wanted to cum on her face. She was dressed smartly with a simple white blouse, a dark purple vest and black slacks with a pair of sneakers the same color as her vest. I invited the young girl and her family in and took a seat behind my desk and could see why Jennifer wanted her. Camren had a slender, dancer's build with broad shoulders giving her body a V shape down to her slender hips and her slacks could do nothing to hide her tight, muscular ass.

I have no idea what her family were wearing because I didn't care. All I cared about was the small, teenage girl that I'd be fucking before she got too much older. I used the computer on my desk to turn on my equipment and began talking to them, modulating my voice to slowly seep into their subconscious minds. My commands were slowly imprinted into their minds as we talked and I slowly grew erect staring at Camren. Eventually the meeting ended and as far as the young star and her family was concerned I was going to make Camren the next MC Hammer. Well, if he's still around. I spoke my final commands and shook hands with everyone and escorted them out my door. Now all I could do was wait. I had to wait for Camren to sleep so my commands would be planted deep inside of her unconscious mind and she'd return tomorrow for a more one on one interview.

Hating to wait for sex I ordered a prostitute and a pizza and daydreamed about Camren until the pizza arrived. There's and old con trick about paying for cash while keeping the mark distracted with conversation. You give them the money, far to much of it, and then talk to them, dropping different numbers into the conversation, confusing them. By the time I had finished I had turned the 40 dollars in various bill and change into 46 dollars and 72 cents. It's petty, I know, but I was living in a shitty office with a fold out couch.

The hooker arrived twenty minutes later and was about as tasteful as the pizza. But much like pizza, even bad sex is good. I paid the lovely lady with the out of date bills after having spent a perfectly acceptable thirty minutes with the lady, which she thought was the greatest sex of live, and then sent her on her way. By now it was 4:30 in the afternoon and I only had twenty some hours until Camren would show up. And judging by the fold out bed I'd fucked the hooker on it was going to be a long twenty some hours.

And at the end of the twenty some hours there was a knock on my office door. I called for them to come in and there was Camren, dressed to dance for me. She was wearing a bright purple, tight, spaghetti strap tank-top and was obviously braless. I could clearly see the form of her small breasts, her nipples creating twin peaks on her chest, and the subtle muscles of her abdomen. The break-away slicks were hung low on her hips revealing about an inch of young, teenage flesh around her body, and just a old pair of sneakers. This young girl was in far better shape than most people, not just adults, and even more than me. After the wave of lust passed though me I was actually a bit jealous of how good of shape she was in.

"I'm here for the interview," Camren said with a merry little wave.

I smiled wildly and stood up, coming around my desk to shake her dainty hand as I closed the door behind her. I showed her to the couch and sat a decent bit away from her and began asking her some questions. The questions were bland and general but I was mostly just checking to see if my programming had taken effect. I smiled widely when I realized it had.

I started asking her more specific questions involving her love of dance. Besides strippers I had no knowledge of dancers and had to look a few things up on the internet, which is awesome. I had no access to the internet in jail but I had heard wonderful things about it and it was even better than I thought it would be. So we chit-chatted about the different types of dance and which ones she preferred and the longer we talked about it the more enthusiastic she became, practically vibrating in her seat and ready to show me what she could do.

Did you know there is music on the internet and even radio stations you can personalize? I had spent nearly an hour this morning creating a play-list of music for Camren to dance to and she jumped to her feet, ready to dance for me. The music started and she started with it. It was a funky urban beat and she preformed wonderfully, her amazing body responding to the music, her slight chest heaving with exertion, her nipples diamond hard beneath her tight shirt. I was amazed by her slightly muscular abdomen and could barely contain myself I wanted to cum on it so badly.

Halfway into the song, Camren lifted her leg up high in a spin and stumbled slightly. She smiled sheepishly at me, her face turning red with embarrassment. "Sorry," she said meekly.

She looked so cute when she was embarrassed. "Did your pants get in the way?" I asked, licking my lips.

She nodded quickly, never looking at me and staring sheepishly at her feet as she admitted her mistake. "These are the wrong pants for doing leg lifts like that," she said.

I reclined on the couch, completely at ease and trying to look every inch the professional. "Well, since we're all music people here, you should probably just take them off to finish the routine," I told the nervous, teenage girl.

Camren looked up at me as relief washed over her face. "Really?" she asked hopefully.

"Oh of course, of course," I told her magnanimously as I reclined on the couch. I was recording the whole thing as Camren jumped up and down with glee and clapped her hands. Of course, all of my cameras hidden around the office were VHS and I still hadn't found a VCR to view our encounter later on this evening but that was for later and right now there was a excited teenage girl about to take her pants off for me.

"Oh thank you, thank you," she said happily as she grabbed the elastic of her pants. With the rat-tat-tat of her snaps she yanked her slicks off and threw them nonchalantly off to the side revealing her ass to me.

Her ass was a sight to behold. How a girl as young as her had developed an ass like that I have no idea. Her rear-end was finely sculpted due to her years of dancing, the lines of her lower body still softly rounded with youth keeping her muscles from looking overdeveloped or masculine. And my palms tingled with the thought that I'd get them in my hands shortly. I licked my lips hungrily at the sight. The beautiful young girl was wearing a plain, athletic thong the same color as her top, the material sinking between her tight, taunt cheeks. "I bet I could bounce a quarter off that butt of yours," I said without realizing it. She giggled at me and blushed with pride at my compliment. She told me she didn't know what that meant and the weight of my age washed over me again but the thought that I'd be fucking her fit, teenage body made me feel better about it.

I barely heard Camren when she asked if I was ready to see her dance again but I managed to nod dumbly in answer. With the music still going she tapped the beat out with her fingers on her thighs before throwing her arms up and arching her graceful back. Her leg came up again and she spun around giving me a pleasant glimpse of her panties pulled up tight against her pubic mound as she danced. Her slender hips swayed hypnotically, her ass clenching and releasing, her back swaying opposite her hips, her nipples hard and pointed, a small sprinkling of sweat across the top of her chest. Her hair was matted against her face as she moved in time with the music.

Her body bent low, her eyes closed in concentration, Camren's arm "accidentally" slapped against the arm of the couch, momentarily breaking her rhythm. She shot straight up and looked at me with fear. Her lower lip quivered, her wide eyes blurring with tears she was fighting against caused by making her second mistake. A mistake I had planted in her the same as the first one. "OhGodI'mSorry," she blurted out.

I let loose a small, off-handed chuckle as I watched her face blush with embarrassment again. She was so cute like this. "It's no big deal," I reassured her, "It happens all the time."

"R... r... really," she stuttered as she looked at me hopefully.

"Sure, sure," I told her with a dismissive wave of my hand, "It looks like your arm was a bit constrained by your top." It in no way could have been caused by her tight top but this is what I had hung our little fantasy on.

"Yeah, yeah," she quickly agreed with an enthusiastic nod of her head, her hair whipping back and forth, "It was my top's fault."

I leaned forward a bit and smiled as warmly as I could. "Everything was fine up 'til then," I offered her, "Why don't you go ahead and get rid of it and we'll continue."

"Really?" Camren asked with hopeful excitement, "And it won't count against me?"

"Of course not," I reassured her.

She sighed in relief before gripping the bottom of her top and yanking it up and off, throwing it casually over with her pants. Her small, tight, little body was amazing. She was by far in better shape than I had been at her young age. Hell, she was in better shape than I had ever been and I swore to myself to get to a gym as I watched her muscles stretch and relax. Every muscle in her small, young body was clearly defined without becoming masculine, her definition covered by her soft flesh. God I wanted to rub my cock over every muscle in her body before cumming on her flat, rippling stomach.

In only her thong, sneakers and socks, the mostly naked Camren looked at me with warm, thankful eyes. "I really appreciate you letting me start over again," she said before blushing again, "I mean, letting me start over again for a second time."

My prick was throbbing painfully in my slacks as I stared at the nearly naked young girl. "It's no problem," I said helpfully, "Just start over when you're ready."

She smiled widely at me before slapping her hands against her firm thighs like a gymnast ready to go through a routine. Her dance was amazing, her technique nearly flawless as she moved to the beat. She used what had to be many different styles, mostly urban, shaking her hips, gyrating in rhythm to the music, dipping low, popping back up, not a single bit of her young, firm flesh jiggling, sweat rolling off of her body. I had to get my hands on her.

I hated to interrupt the teen dancer but it was time to move on. "Did you do your stretching before starting?" I asked her, causing her to stumble a bit.

Camren stood up straighter and slapped her palm against her forehead. "Oh my God, I totally forgot," she said with a goofy smile as she stood unabashedly nearly naked like it was the most natural thing in the world.

"You're young, it happens," I told her offhandedly, "Let's go ahead and get those done so I can see everything else you'll be doing."

Nodding her head enthusiastically, Camren skipped to the front of the couch. "Can you spot for me?" she asked innocently, "I usually have a trainer."

"Lucky trainer," I thought. "Sure. Have a seat," I told her and she eagerly complied. She sat on the floor and spread her legs as wide as she could to her sides as I slid off the couch onto the floor behind her, my chest to her upper back and my erection pressed against her lower back.

She smiled sweetly at me from over her shoulder before getting into her stretch, bending down as far as possible with her arms straight out and her palms flat on the floor. I ran my hands down her bare, graceful back and ran my fingertips along the elastic of her thong before sliding them up her silky smooth sides to just under her arms. She groaned with exertion as I began grinding myself against her taunt, little ass and I slipped my hands across the carpet to her legs.

Camren's legs were spread so far apart I couldn't reach her ankles which made me feel old and out of shape again but I did manage to reach her toned calves. I slid my hands up her legs, my fingers caressing the insides of her legs up to her thighs. I playfully slid my fingertips on either side of her heated mound and heard her groan again but this time it wasn't in exertion.

Slowly she straightened back up, her back pressed to my chest as I ran my hands up and over her muscular stomach to her slight, bare chest. She looked over her shoulder at me again, a blush creeping across her face as my hands softly palmed her small, firm tits. She looked at me with wide, expectant eyes as I delicately squeezed her tits, her hard nipples scrapping against my palms. She chewed her bottom lip coyly, hesitantly as I lovingly caressed her small chest causing her to groan out again. I leaned forward over her shoulder and she met me halfway, my lips pressing against her's as we kissed. My tongue slid across her lips as I used my hands to hold her to me while she moaned pleasurably into my mouth.

The young dancer relaxed into me as I slid one hand down her toned body, cupping one of her small breasts in one hand and then her heated pussy in the other. She gasped into my mouth as I squeezed her firmly, using one of my middle fingers to tease her hard nipple and the other to slide up and down her tightly covered pussy. I parted her warm pussy-lips through the material of her thong, slipping it down below her slit and then up to where I knew her hard little clit would be. She grinded her moistening cunt up against my hand as she arched her slender back more, pushing her slender chest into my hand.

My tongue explored Camren's gasping mouth as she rubbed herself against me, her taunt little ass rubbing up against my erection as I ground myself back against her. She turned more into my embrace, kissing me passionately, wrapping her arms around my neck. I held her to me with one arm as she began rubbing her chest against mine and my other arm slipped down her nearly naked body. I cupped her ass and my eyes went wide at the feel of her, soft flesh over rock hard muscle, my fingers sliding over her as I squeezed her tightly. Her hands began removing my clothes, pushing my business jacket off, loosening my tie, unbuttoning my shirt. With both of my hands I gripped the elastic of her thong and pulled it down leaving her, finally, completely naked except for her shoes and socks which just made it all the more kinky.

I shucked my jacket off, followed by my shirt, completely forgetting my tie as I lifted myself up and sat on the edge of the couch. She stayed on her knees on the floor between my legs, her hands attacking the front of my pants, yanking my belt off. I quickly unfastened my pants, afraid that she'd accidentally rip my button or zipper. With my current financial situation I couldn't afford to buy another pair. She yanked my slacks down to my thighs, tugging them down to my ankles.

Camren grabbed the elastic of my boxers and yanked them down my lap, freeing my rigid cock. Her wide, bright eyes lit up at the sight of me throbbing in front of her before a wide smile broke across her face. She looked just like a kid unwrapping a puppy on Christmas morning. And then with all the enthusiasm a teenage girl could muster she eagerly grabbed onto my stiff pole with both hands and shoved it into her mouth. She sucked hard on me, frantically, bobbing her head up and down quickly, fast enough for her hair to whip back and forth as her tongue thoroughly explored me in her mouth. Her lips were stretched tight around me as she sucked me in and out of her mouth, my sensitive cock-head hitting the back of her mouth with every suck.

My eyes rolled up into the back of my head as the tiny dancer sucked me hard enough I thought for sure that the tip of my dick was going to pop off. The young girl was sucking on me hard enough it was nearly painful, her dainty hands squeezing me even tighter, jerking the base of my shaft. My hands were twisted into fists, holding firmly to the couch cushion, afraid she was going to devour me whole. I started rolling my hips up, not to fuck her talented teenage mouth, but to relieve the pressure she was putting on me.

My survival instinct kicked in and I tried to pull the tiny actress off of my prick before she broke it off in her mouth. She struggled against me, fighting me to keep my cock in her sucking mouth. I slid my hands under her arms, trying to lift her up but she continued fighting against me, sucking even harder to keep my dick in her mouth. I kept up a constant, steady pressure, lifting her up inch by inch until finally my cock popped out of her mouth with a wet, slurping sound. Halfway off of the floor she looked up at me with her wide, hungry eyes and another, wolfish smile spread over her face. She bucked against me, breaking free of my grip and began scrambling up on me, pushing me back into the couch until I was laying on my back and she was straddling my thighs.

Camren pushed me down roughly, nearly knocking the air out of my lungs before gripping my prick possessively. She raised her small body up, aiming my cock up between her toned, well-formed thighs. Contrary to everything she had done so far she gingerly placed the tip of my cock at the entrance to her wet, dripping pussy. She was completely shaved, a necessity for the tight dancer outfits she'd wear. Who ever decided that young girls needed to wear clothes that tight to dance for the enjoyment others was a godsend. She groaned out as she teased herself momentarily, slipping my prick back and forth across her wet, hot little pussy. She slid my soft cock-head into herself before releasing me, bracing herself against my chest. She gasped out in pleasure as she took another inch into her, her tight walls parting around me, hugging my prick.

Suddenly Camren smiled wickedly down at me before slamming herself down on my cock, pinning me to the couch with her vice like cunt. I swore out loud, grunting in pain, sure that the teenage girl had just broken my pelvis. And amazingly, despite the pain, I kept my erection. She squealed out in glee above me as she came, holding still and getting used to the feel of me inside of her as she shivered in pleasure. Her hips started rolling slightly, getting used to being positioned above me with prick buried inside of her small, little body. The sight of her muscles moving below her heated flesh was mesmerizing, her abs and hips moving like a coiled snake as she got started fucking me.

Rolling her hips more and more as she lifted herself up and down my cock, Camren began moaning out, gasping in pleasure as she began riding me faster and harder. She left red marks on my chest as her delicate hands balled into fists, her ass lifting up and down as she treated me like her own bucking pony. Sweat rolled down her body as she fucked me harder and faster, her wild hair whipping out as she grunted through gritted teeth. I held onto her body for dear life, trying to keep a grip on her taunt ass and guide her up and down. I was torn between the joy of fucking perhaps the most enthusiastic teenage girl I had ever met and the fear of her missing a small stroke and breaking my dick in half.

The petite, small teenage girl hadn't spoken a word since we'd started, the only sounds coming past her lips were her grunts and moans of pleasure. Continuing to ride me like a horse I slid my hands to her hips, my fingers nearly encircling her small waist completely as her toned body whipped up and down like a piston. Suddenly she stopped moving, holding herself down, grinding herself against my lower abdomen, the muscles of her amazing little body tightening like coiled springs. She cried out in pleasure as she came, her tight pussy gripping down on my abused cock as she shuddered above me. Her wide eyes glazed over as she stared down at me in lust, her mouth open as the sounds of her orgasm escaped past her lips. She slowly started to come down from her high, her eyes clearing as a smile spread across her beautiful face.

She giggled as she stared mischievously down at me, like a kid getting caught with her hand in the cookie jar. "That was fun!" she gasped, her slight chest heaving with exertion, sweat cooling on her skin, her tight cunt rippling around my shaft.

I slid my hands from her small waist up to her small tits and gave them an affectionate squeeze causing her to groan out. The smile never left her face as I lightly thumbed her still hard nipples and she pushed her slender chest more firmly into my hands. She cooed as my hands traveled down her body, over her flat, toned stomach, and around her to firmly cup her dancer's ass. She wiggled her taunt rear-end against my hands and giggled again like the child she was that had just discovered a new toy. I throbbed inside of her as she continued wiggling against me before bending down, the sweat from her hair dripping down on top of me. I raised up and kissed her and now it was her tongue that was thoroughly exploring my mouth, diving past my lips as she began rolling her hips again, already ready for a another round.

As much as I was wanting to fuck this beautiful, little, teenage girl I knew that I had to get control of the situation before she put my cock in a sling. Using my hold on her tits I pushed her up, forcing her to break the kiss and causing her to pout down at me. I gripped her hips and pulled her up off of my cock, her juices dribbling down my shaft as she squealed in displeasure and struggled in my hands.

Fighting against me, I still managed to get some form of control of Camren's writhing body, nearly losing my grip on her due to her sweat slick skin and how fiercely she was struggling to get my prick back inside of her. "Gimme," she demanded as I pressed her her chest against the back of the couch and managed to roll out from under her. She finally managed to slip out of my grasp and I quickly shot to my feet behind her, grabbing her shoulders before she could get away.

I got on my knees on the couch and used my weight to hold the growling teenager down as I straddled her calves. "Will you hold on a second," I grumbled as I tried to get into position behind her.

"I wasn't done yet," she grumbled back as she stared back at me from over her shoulder, her eyes frantic.

"And neither was I," I continued to grumble as I grabbed the base of my prick and aimed myself up at her pretty, pink pussy.

Camren stopped struggling as my words sunk into her lust addled brain. "Oh. Hurry up then," she said as she turned back around and pushed her tight ass back at me.

With the "Gotham" actress finally waiting I was able to get the tip of my cock positioned at the wet entrance to her tight pussy. I slid the spongy helmet of my prick into her hot, waiting hole before sliding my hands up her smooth ass and grasped her waist. I pushed myself forward into her wanton, little body and she groaned out as my prick parted her tight, grasping cunt, her juices dripping down onto the couch as I filled her. I relished at the feel of her frothing pussy gripping my prick, enjoying the sounds she was making, the pleasure that my dick was giving her and the pleasure her body was giving me. I slid my hands up her body to her slight chest, once again squeezing her small, firm tits, sliding my palms across her hard nipples causing her to coo out in pleasure. And then the excited teenager shoved herself back, enveloping my prick completely and nearly knocking me off of the couch.

"Ohhhh fuck me," she groaned out softly in contrast to the frantic movements of her athletic body. She thrust herself back again and again, her up-turned ass slapping wetly against my hips as I held onto her slight chest to keep from being pushed off of the couch. Her hot, slick juices coated my balls and I could feel them sliding down the insides of my thighs as she rocked herself back and forth reducing my efforts to nothing more than a hard prick. Most people would accuse me of treating women the same way Camren was treating me but no matter what you say about me I always took care of the sexual needs of the women I ensnared. Camren was just simply using me to get herself off. The irony was not lost on me.

I took a moment to admire her ass as she worked herself back against me over and over again. With ever wet "thrap" of our flesh meeting a small ripple would course through her out-thrust ass and I was once again simply amazed at how tight and toned her entire body was. But then I became distracted when one of her thrusts shoved me off the couch nearly causing me to fall. I kept my hold on her chest, pulling her with me as I was rocked back but the young, enthusiastic teenage girl never stopped shoving herself back against me. I used my strength to lift her up off of the couch by a few inches, my prick and my grip on her chest the only thing keeping her from falling but despite that she began struggling in my grasp again.

I nearly lost my grip on the struggling teen but manage to fall forwards to the side onto the couch. I had planned on a more traditional doggy-style but Camren failed to catch herself, her hands sliding on the material of the couch leaving her chest, and my hands, pressed flat against the cushion with her tight ass high in the air. My cock punched into her writhing body farther than ever, so far as I fell flat against her and she squealed out loud enough I was afraid that anybody that happened to be in one of the neighboring offices would think there was a murder happening here. Instead of screaming bloody murder, the young actress came with even more force than before, her entire body thrashing as her orgasm tore through her, her cunt gripping me like an angry fist. Her hot, slick juices gushed out of her soaking my lower abdomen as well as my couch as her screams of pleasure became groans of bliss. Her head was facing sideways on the couch and I could see her blank eyes fluttering as her body calmed to a series of erotic twitches, her amazing muscles tensed and once again coiled until she finally started to relax.

As I slowly pulled my abused cock out of Camren's body I couldn't help but be impressed by Jennifer. Even with her libido and true personality hidden under dozens of layers of programming in her subconscious she still had an amazing eye for talent even after all these years. My cock bobbed in the air at the entrance to the young star's gooey cunt, shiny and slick with her cum and I figured that she wasn't going to get any more relaxed than right now. I opened the drawer in the table next to the couch and pulled out my bottle of lube, cherry flavor because they made that now, and spread a generous amount on my cock before dribbling it into the crack of the teen girl's ass. She moaned out as it dripped onto the crinkled little rosebud at the entrance to her rear-end and swayed hypnotically in front of me. She knew what was coming.

A languid smile spread slowly across her face, her body glowing with sweat as I nuzzled the little wrinkled entrance of her ass with the tip of my cock. I pressed the spongy tip of myself inside of her and moaned in pleasure as her smile spread into a sloppy grin and her little hands balled into little fists, gripping the material of my couch. I managed to press another inch into her and she began rocking herself slightly back and forth, helping me penetrate her as I rocked in time to her, slowly working myself deeper and deeper.

Her moans joined my own, our voices getting louder and louder as I burrowed deeper and deeper into her incredibly tight ass. Her clutching, teenage anus gripped me tighter than her clutching, teenage pussy had, toeing the line between pleasure and pain as sweat rolled down both of our bodies. My hands danced across the slick flesh of her ass and lower back as I penetrated her more and more, burying myself inside of her body. My hands reached underneath her and gripped her small tits, thumbing her nipples as I finally bottomed out inside of her and she groaned in contentment. I left myself there for a moment, relishing the feel of her spread around my shaft, my balls resting against her soaked pussy-lips as she wiggled underneath me.

This time I kept a firmer hold on Camren's small waist in fear that she'd go wild again but the teenage actress simply held still this time, waiting for me. I pulled back slightly and pressed in slowly, just barely an inch, just getting used to her ass and giving her time to get used to my prick. My balls were boiling with the need to cum, to empty inside of the young girl's willing body but I was set on holding out for as long as possible, holding myself back to give myself the time to enjoy her.

With every stroke I pulled out a little bit farther, pushed in just a little bit harder, stroking myself just a little bit faster. Camren lifted herself up on her hands as she began rocking herself back against me, stuffing me inside of her just a bit more forcefully, our pants and moans growing louder and louder, still in perfect sync. Our bodies moved together, as joined together as our voices, as we both moved me in and out of her. At first we had been battling against each other, her will against mine, and it had ended in a draw as we worked together instead of against each other.

Our bodies slapped wetly together as our thrusts became more and more forceful, my bloated balls swinging up to bump against her drooling pussy. Her hair was matted to her head and I was pretty sure mine didn't look any better as I fucked her harder and harder and she fucked me faster and faster. I kept a firm hold on her small, firm tits, her nipples digging into my palms as she looked over her shoulder at me, her large, wide spaced eyes bright with coy lust. She chewed her bottom lip as she concentrated on the pleasure she was getting, far more than when she had been fighting against me, and kept her eyes locked on mine.

Our eyes remained locked as I kept a firm hold on her chest, using her small tits to pull her back against me as I thrust myself forward into her small body. She started keening like a rabbit stuck in a trap and I could tell she was about to cum and I hoped that I could hold out until then. Like I've said, I always take care of the needs of the women I have sex with even if they don't ever remember it later. The need to cum was nearly primal, animal, pure, as we worked ourselves together. Out of the corner of my eye I could see her little shoes moving around and guessed her toes were beginning to curl as she gritted her teeth and I knew she was there again. Her body shivered and twitched like she was having a fit of some kind and I held myself still and kept a firm hold on her body to keep her from falling off of the couch until she finally started to come down and relax.

Camren's ass had gripped me hard enough to be painful but I just gritted my teeth and soldiered through until I felt she was relaxed enough not to fall to the floor. I slowly pulled my cock out of her ass and heard her whine in protest. She was insatiable! I tried to move as carefully as I could but the need to cum was nearly overwhelming. I managed to flip her over on her back and spread her toned legs wide as she continued to stare up at me. I gripped my cock and the moment I touched myself I exploded, my cum raining down on her fit, toned body. I covered the happy teenage from her slight chest to her flat stomach, my white seed standing out in contrast to her tan skin. And then I collapsed onto my ass sitting opposite her on the couch.

We struggled to regain our breath, the young dancer needing annoyingly less time than me and I once again promised myself to get to the gym before I got to much older. She giggled at me as I stared at her naked, sweaty, cum stained body, me just enjoying the sight of her and her enjoying the sight of me. I still needed to post some more, non-sexual, commands in her mind before moving her out of her family's house and making her my full time assistant but there was still some things about her I needed to know. "So how are your filing skills?"

To be continued...

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This is a work of complete fiction. It just popped into my brain so I wrote it down and share it for free and make no money off of it. No one under legal age may read this, if you know what's good for you. No one over legal age should read this for the same reason. All characters used in this story are a parody of any real or fictional person. I don’t know Jennifer Love Hewitt, Camren Bicondova, Emma Watson or have anything to do with them. Comments are always welcome and appreciated and you should feel free to share.

Story Code: M+/F, F/F, MC, anal

The Hollywood Hypnosneak Ch 05 Emma Watson
By Muhabba

"Will you two be quiet," I hissed behind me. I had brought Camren to Jennifer's home to introduce them and Jennifer had immediately squealed with glee the moment she had seen Camren. She couldn't have looked more girlish if I had brought her home a puppy. Apparently Jennifer had quite the girl-crush on Camren since first seeing her while watching the show "Gotham". Jennifer had grabbed the girl by the arm and practically dragged her up the stairs to her bedroom while I followed and watched. I sat at the foot of the bed and watched Jennifer quickly strip the young girl and then practically devourer her, it had been an amazing sight. And when Camren had finally stripped Jennifer of her clothes the small dancer had squealed in delight when she had first laid eyes on her breasts.

Camren had attacked Jennifer's wonderful breasts with all the glee of a child on Christmas morning playing with her new toys. And Jennifer had enjoyed every moment of it. The Gotham actress licked and sucked every inch of the older actress's tits until they had been gleaming in the afternoon light. And then the smaller, younger actress had dived between Jennifer's thighs like it was an Olympic sport. At one point in time I had been afraid that Camren was going to suffocate herself between the older woman's spread legs or that Jennifer was going to pass out in the throws of a seizure. And I had sat through it all wishing that I had taken those art classes offered in prison because somebody needed to paint or sculpt these two naked orgasmic females. I was still wearing clothes to try and help me from joining them, I still had things to do.

After the girls' first round I had let them rest for a bit before asking Jennifer to use her computer to bring up my old list of contacts. Camren had giggled at my ineptitude with electronics and kept taunting me with everything that her phone could do. I knew that the little buggers could take pics or videos but, Jesus, now it was like having a whole computer in your pocket. I remember when computers were first being used commercially and required 4 full disks just to program them. In the time it took Jennifer to show me how to access my client list, Camren had taken a pic of me, added animation, turned it 3D, and sent it to Jennifer's computer. Little fucking show-off.

Jennifer crawled back into bed with Camren and the two immediately began cuddling and cooing sweetly as they ran their hands over their naked bodies. And it was kind of distracting with me trying to do actual work while having these two naked women stroking each other. They were such opposites to each other. Jennifer wasn't exactly a basketball player but compared to Camren's short frame she was practically a giant. Jennifer had such a dramatic figure compared to Camren's slender dancer's frame and their chests... Good lord. To see Camren's small tits pressed up against Jennifer's much larger endowments… it was amazing I could think straight. They were so happy in each other's arms that, as far as they were concerned, I might as well not existed.

My eyes kept turning towards the sight of Jennifer and Camren on the bed like gravity and I tried to shake it out of my head to concentrate. First I pulled up a list of my old contacts and put them into categories: Those that might help me, Those that would rather see me dead, Those that might have helped put me in jail in the first place, and those that would snitch me out for a shiny nickel. Behind me Jennifer and Camren giggled, drawing my attention but when I looked behind me at them laying on the bed they immediately quieted and tried to look serious. I turned back to the computer screen and they started giggling again.

I started with those that might have helped me. Oddly enough, most of them were dead. Actually, a startling number of them were dead. It was damn odd and it was something that I'd have to look into before I got to much older. Behind me Jennifer and Camren were murmuring sweetly to each other and I tried to push them out of my mind. For the remaining few names on the list three were in jail, two had retired and moved over-seas, and four had just up and disappeared along with their assets.

Out of morbid curiosity I looked up the contacts that would straight up murder me if they could and actually, almost all of them were dead as well. Of course they had been the more bold ones of our little, loosely associated club. I heard rustling behind me and turned around to see that Jennifer and Camren had moved slightly with Camren now on Jennifer's opposite side. They looked at me as sweetly and innocently as possible but I didn't buy it. I glared back at them before turning back to the computer and they broke out into laughter.

Normally when I put a woman, or man if I had to, under my control they did my bidding whether they truly wanted to or not. It was all a matter of perspective on their parts, I made them think that obeying me was in their personal best interests. Jennifer had been an exception. She had a natural way of seeing things all on her own that went along with my own desires so she had a certain leeway that others did not. Others under my sway would have immediately complied with my wishes but not Jennifer, as far as she was concerned, anything she did was in my best interests. And apparently Camren was the same way. Jennifer always did have good instincts. Even with subliminal commands forcing her to forget her former life with me she had still been drawn to Camren. Amazing really if you thought about it. And somewhat annoying when you were trying to work.

With a growing sense of dread I looked up the rest of the names on the list and, with no real surprise at that point, most of them were dead or disappeared. A few were in jail but most were long dead. Apparently my stint in jail may have saved my life. I was so transfixed by the sight of so many obituaries that I didn't hear a wooden drawer open and close behind me.

So, with all my old contacts dead I began looking up all my off the books money. ...and it was all gone. Even the crap I had bought with cash was gone. Which was too bad because I had a really nice villa set up in Southern Spain I was planning on retiring in. So what with everybody I once worked around, with, through, and under-the-nose-of, gone or dead I began looking up any of their assets that might have been left. ...and it was all gone as well. By now I was getting so despondent that I didn't even hear the tinkle of metal on metal behind me. So that left me nothing but to make new contacts but there was a small problem. Technically I didn't exist.

Once I had perfected my talents the first thing I had done was erase my identity. It was actually rather simple. I came from a small town so all my information was basically contained in a 40 mile diameter. This is also where I picked up my knack for breaking and entering. So once I graduated from college I spent two months erasing myself from life. My old life is completely gone. I had known from an early age what I wanted to do with my life and had lived the dream. There was a small twenty year detour courtesy of the federal government but other than that everything had turned out exactly like I had envisioned it. And then I felt cold metal close around my wrists and a metallic click echo in my ears.

I rolled my eyes as they two naked women spun me around in my chair. “I’m too busy for this,” I told them as they tried to pry my knees apart. They giggled at me as Jennifer continued trying to part my knees and Camren began trying to open my pants.

Camren's wide spaced eyes looked up at me with a wild glint. “But we want to play,” she mock pouted.

“Yeah, play with us,” Jennifer agreed.

I sighed in frustration as they both continued assaulting me and my pants. “Ladies, please. As much as I’d love to play with you both I have to come up with a means to make money, a identity that can stand up to moderate security screenings, and a way to get myself back into the business world,” I told them. Mentally I was coming up with a list of things I would need and since I had no way of obtaining anything in the list I was also making a list of things I would need to obtain the things on my list. Meanwhile Carmen was violently tugging down my pants and I lifted my ass enough to let her otherwise she might rip them and I only have the three pairs.

Finally surrendering I allowed Jennifer to force my knees apart so they she and Camden would crawl in between them. “Can’t you just continue pretending to be a talent agent?” Jennifer asked as she and Camden squirmed in between my legs and the younger girl pulled my half hard prick out of my shorts, “It worked on Camren.”

“Not really,” Camren chirped as she playfully tugged on my cock, “We just used it as a business write off. No one trusts agents any more after that Harvey Weinstein thing.”

“Harvey was one of my best clients. What happened to him?” I asked the girls.

My cock went slightly limp again at the news about Harvey, no matter how much enthusiasm Camren was with her hand-job. “Well shit,” I muttered, that's what happens to people that try to be me.

Kneeling behind the small girl, Jennifer wrapped her arms around Camren, one hand playing with her small tits while the other hand slipped between the dancer’s thighs. “So you can't fake being an agent again but what about a law practice?” she asked helpfully.

Camren fished my balls out of my boxers and began licking at them while still tugging my soft dick. “And he can, like, handle his own parole violation,” she said sarcastically.

I glared down at the young girl as she continued trying to get a ride out of my privates. “I don't hear any suggestions coming from you, little miss sarcastic,” I said.

Releasing her hold on me, Camren sat up straighter while Jennifer continued fingering her. “Wanna recover from addiction? Some guy is offering Swimming with Dolphins therapy. Feeling out of control in your life? Some one is willing to wave pretty rocks over you and chant. Wanna be more confident at work? Coffee enemas. Trying to pick up women? Drink this bottled water with a oak leaf in it,” she said and I have to admit I wasn't quiet sure what she was getting at and when I didn't answer she rolled her eyes at me and threw her arms in the air. Kinda insolent for a hypnotized sex-slave. “You don't need to find a job, you just have to make one up,” she said to me in the same tone of voice one would use for a small child.

Jennifer's head popped up as if she’d just received a electric shock. “She's right. It’s obvious,” she murmured.

My cock immediately sprang back to ridged life.

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Believe it or not I had legitimate credentials three days later. Well, legal credentials at any rate. Did you know you could actually get a degree in Hypnotherapy? It's on the internet. Did you know you could find out anything about anyone anywhere at any time? It's on the internet. So at the end of three days I was John Smith, Feminist Hypnotherapist. And as far as the internet was concerned I was the only licensed Feminist Hypnotherapist. Is the Patriarchy getting you down? I can give you that boost to help you shatter the glass ceiling.

Of course my office was still a shit-hole so I tried to avoid using it when receiving a client. Doctors may not make house calls any more but I did. Or in this case a hotel call.

Fair being fair I couldn't take credit for the idea, it was all Camren. Such a sneaky young girl. And with a great idea come a great reward and she had chosen a great reward. One of her idols in fact. Emma Watson.

I was meeting Emma in her hotel suite since she was staying in town for a conference on the #metoo Movement. The name had confused me since, as far as I knew, “#” was the “pound” sign on a telephone so when I had asked Jennifer and Camren how “Poundmetoo” could be a women's movement they had laughed themselves to tears. I had a lot of catching up to do. Emma's suite was actually very simply done and modestly decorated and when I met her I could tell why she had chosen it. The former child star was extremely down to Earth and modest herself.

I was let into her suite by hotel security and Emma got up from the couch she was sitting on and greeted me as security closed the door behind me. We had thirty minutes for an “interview” before she had to leave for another interview for a “Podcast”. Whatever the hell that was. She was an extremely graceful young woman who just seemed to radiate warmth and charm. She was dressed in a business like blouse and vest with matching slacks and sensible pumps. Her chestnut colored haired was styled away from her beautiful face and dropped down to just below her shoulders. Her eyes twinkled and her smile was disarming. I immediately wanted to fuck her.

Emma was a gracious host and offered me a drink while we talked and I set up my equipment. She asked me what I was doing and what equipment I was using which I had planned a response for. Or rather Camren had planned a response for. “It's retro-chic,” I told her as I set up my camera and voice recorder. Camren hadn't recognized the equipment either. The camera was set to flash at certain times and at certain frequencies while the back ground static of the tape recorder would subliminally insert commands for Emma. Listen, back in the day these gadgets were cutting-edge and I hadn't had a chance or the money to upgrade them yet. Anyway, after the camera and recorder had done their work I would call Emma back in the evening to thank her for the interview and give her my actual control commands then. And then, when she had a hole in her schedule, it would be time for Camren’s fantasy.

“What is a ‘Feminist Hypnotist?” she asked and even her British accent sounded graceful. Using Jennifer, and even some of Camren’s, contacts I had managed to get a meeting with a booking agent that could get me face time with one of Emma's assistant. Using my skills I made them both believe I was the next up and coming victory leader for women's rights in Hollywood. Don’t get me wrong, I fully endorsed #metoo now that I knew what it was but I also wanted to get laid and I wasn't nearly as bad as some of those men who took advantage of their positions to take advantage of women. I always took care of the needs of the women I chose to have sex with.

“The minds of male and females are biochemically similar but are still different,” I began as I took my seat next to Emma on the couch, “So with that in mind I specialize in the female mind which I think is much more interesting than the minds of males.”

Emma giggled at my little jab, “And that is what this interview is for?”

I smiled back at her. She truly had a lovely smile. “My research paper is purely for the science of it,” I told her as my eyes took her in and my camera and recorder did their work, “My business is in helping women achieve their goals after years of suffering under the Patriarchy of man’s world.”

She giggled again which was good since it felt like I was laying it on a bit thick. She truly did have a charming laugh and my eyes kept being drawn to her lips as she talked. Even sitting she was graceful, her hands moving to punctuate her words, her back perfectly arched as she sat. I was genuinely entranced by her and spread my legs a bit to give myself room as my prick began to swell.

As Emma and I continued talking about women's issues I began tapping out a beat with my finger on the back of the couch. I didn't even realize it at first. It was a complimentary beat to the occasional flashes of the camera and the static whine coming from the tape recorder. And she was responding to it. Whenever she made a joke and made me laugh, her hand would lightly touch mine and when I made a joke that made her laugh she would lightly touch my leg. I turned the conversation to women's wants and needs, nothing sexual, and she followed my prompts and found herself scooting towards me.

We continued on the Women On Top trope with her hand nearly touching mine, her thumb lightly caressing the top of my hand as I continued to tap. Her other hand was placed on my leg just above my knee as she continued moving slowly towards me and I sat with my arms wide open and my legs apart, a posture of welcoming.

“…and it can get really lonely sometimes, you know?” she finished and I quickly agreed, encouraging her to continue, “Plus, being in the public eye with everybody judging you can be… I mean… it makes you feel like…”

“You're under a microscope,” I finished for her.

“Oh, you understand perfectly!” Emma said with relief in her voice.

“And even though you are surrounded by people you can still feel completely isolated in a crowd,” I offered.

“You are so right,” she agreed, still sliding towards me.

“Not to mention how inhibited it can make you feel,” I continued as her hand slid slowly up my thigh.

“You have no idea,” she said as she slipped next to me, hip to hip.

“You can feel trapped,” I said with my arm behind her on the back of the couch and her arm behind me, “Constrained when all you want to do is break out and do something completely for yourself.”

She chewed her bottom lip as she thought over my words before nodding her head yes. She lifted her head up and peered deep into my eyes. “I hope you don't think me too forward…” she began hesitantly.

I leaned in closer. “You are in a safe place, Emma,” I assured her.

Emma sighed in relief before a appreciative smile spread across her beautiful face. “You don't know how glad I am to hear that,” she said, my finger never stopping it's tapping behind her. Suddenly she pushed forward, her lips against mine, kissing me aggressively as her hand slid up my inner thigh, squeezing my half hard cock through my pants. Her other arm slid around my neck, holding me to her as her tongue explored my mouth and her hand kneaded my prick.

I held the young British woman to me, kissing her back, one arm around her neck, my free hand resting on her arm. I didn't want to move to far forward in my advances, this was all about her wanting to break out from her prim and proper roll in life and who was I to interrupt her. Like I said, I take care of the needs of the women I choose.

Pulling back from the kiss, Emma looked into my eyes again and smiled, almost apologetically. “I can't believe I’m doing this,” she said with her hand still massaging my meat.

“You should do whatever you’re comfortable doing,” I encouraged her, “You’ve earned it.”

The beautiful actress thought my words over for a minute. “You know what? I have earned this,” she agreed. She released her hold on my neck and bent down, both of her hands working to unfasten my belt and pants. I lifted my ass up to let her pull my pants and underwear down to my thighs, releasing my straining cock.

“Mmm… Nice,” I heard her tell herself before her small hands went to work. One of her hands lifted my balls up in her palm while her thumb and forefinger circled the base of my cock, her other hand then wrapping around her fingers and my meat. She began jerking me off, her hand tugging up on my balls with every stroke. She gave a really great and enthusiastic hand-job as she tugged me, the fingers of her other hand squeezing and massaging my length. Camren had given me some background on Emma Watson and had told me that her first experience fooling around with a boy was on the set of Harry Potter and while I had no idea who Daniel Radcliff was he was definitely a lucky guy.

Emma playfully licked the head of my prick and I heard her smack her lips and moan. It wasn't for my benefit, it was strictly for her and I honestly hoped she enjoyed every inch of it. After all, she was a simple human being that would sometimes find herself feeling trapped in stardom and I earnestly thought she deserved the release. To throw chance to the wind. To spend the next few minutes releasing her inhibitions. And since I was now a licensed therapist it was my duty to help her in those times in her life that she was feeling trapped.

She moaned out as she licked down the side of my shaft to my cupped balls, her dexterous fingers juggling the firm orbs as she licked my sack and then traced back up my length. I groaned out as her warm, moist, pink tongue circled my head again before drawing me into her mouth. She knew she was on a time table before having to leave for her next meeting which meant that this could only be a quick one-&-done for the sheer hell of it and she quickly swallowed half my dick.

I made sure to keep moaning and groaning above Emma as her tongue wiggled around my length in her mouth. I’m not the most vocal partner during sex but I wanted the sexy star to know how good of a job she was doing with her surprise blow-job, taking no chances that she might start to regret throwing caution to the wind and following her instincts. She began slowly bobbing up and down, sucking fiercely on my pole as her tongue continued to massage the length of me and her hand pumped my prick. Her lips would meet her fist and she would moan out around me before pulling back up, using her tongue to circle my cock-head and then plunging back down again. I used my free hand to hold her silky hair out of her face while she worked on me and I continued tapping with my finger as she sucked harder and harder.

Her head began bobbing up and down faster, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked me harder, her moans getting louder and I felt my balls, clasped in her hand, start to boil with the need to cum. I held it off as long as I could wanting to enjoy the feel of Emma's lips stretched around my girth but she and I both had schedules to keep. “I… I… I’m all… almost there…” I gasped out, feigning uncontrollable need which was really what she wanted. A quick re-enforcement of how sexy and desirable she was rather than the nearly prudish nature she had to be while in the public eye.

Emma kept a firm hold on my balls as she buried her nose in my pubic hair which was not a mean feat. I’m not saying that I’m hung like a porn star or anything but usually a woman has to work herself up to swallowing me whole but the young English woman took me easily. Her tongue continued to work against my shaft as he swallowed around the length of me in her throat while still massaging my bloated balls. It was too much for me to hold myself back and I exploded in her mouth. She swallowed around my cock, drinking down my thick load as I groaned out above her and she milked my balls with her hand. She held me there until she had drained me dry and I began to soften in her mouth.

As I finished emptying my balls into Emma's mouth I lost count of my tapping finger and Emma began to come back to herself. She sat up with a dazed, confused look in her mind and I realized I’s lost my hold on her. The camera and recorder were only planting commands that wouldn't take hold for a while yet so I needed to reinforce what had just happened as something that seemed perfectly natural to her before she realized something was wrong. “Wow! You really have been having to remain inhibited,” I said to her.

“I guess… I guess so,” she kind of agreed with me.

“It really must be a hard way to live,” I said as I began tucking myself back into my pants.

“Ye… yeah, it really is,” she said, more in agreement with me and I saw her eyes begin to clear.

“I can’t imagine what that's like,” I said solemnly and patted her shoulder reassuringly, “It was very brave of you to open up like that.”

Emma blushed and then his her face as a giggle passed her well used lips, “I can’t believe I did that.”

“You can’t believe it?” I laughed, “You did it to me and I still can’t believe it.”

She laughed out loud and then held her blushing face in her hands. “I’m soooo embarrassed,” she said bashfully.

I joined her in laughing at the awkward situation. Well, “awkward” if I hadn't done it purposefully. I hugged her affectionately as I continued laughing with her. “We’re both adults with needs who rarely get to indulge in our desires in public,” I said, “It could have happened to anyone.” How a random blow-job by a movie star could happen to “anyone” I have no idea but it was what Emma needed to hear right now and relief flooded through me when she bought it.

Emma fixed her make-up while I cleaned up my equipment. Once the equipment was put away the lovely actress forgot that it was even there or even had been. It was part of the basic commands they camera and recorder slipped into her mind. As we got ready to leave we were much more casual with each other and I found myself realizing how great a quick blow-job was at breaking the ice. I promised her to send her a copy of the paper before I published it and then we embraced warmly. She saw me out past the guards and closed the door behind us as we headed towards the elevators and headed downstairs. We hugged one more time before parting, her to her interview and me to Jennifer throwing a cheap lamp at me.

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“You stupid bastard!” Jennifer screamed as she threw a cheap lamp at me. To be fair, everything in my office was cheap.

“I don't see what the problem is,” I told her. Her eyes were flashing with anger as she looked around the office for something else to throw at me. Behind her at my desk Camren was watching internet porn and completely ignoring us. I had of course placed subliminal programs in all of my subjects and I could literally calm Jennifer down with a few words and a snap of my fingers but I trusted her opinion and right now her opinion was that I had messed something up. Plus, she was beautiful when she was angry.

“What you did was completely reckless,” she said as she glared at me.

“How was a small blow-job ‘reckless’?” I asked. After all, taking advantage of beautiful women was pretty much all I did.

Jennifer threw her arms up in frustration. “Because you weren't prepared,” she said, her tone very much like a parent chiding their child, “Any one of a dozen of things could have gone wrong. Things you weren't prepared for. It was this kind of reckless behavior that got you thrown in prison in the first place.”

I was about to say something in my own defense but I couldn't. Anything could have happened. Someone could have walked in. Her phone could have rung and broken the spell. She could have been a lesbian and unable to rationalize to herself why she would have blown a strange man. She could have been celibate and unable to rationalize why she would have blown anybody. “You may have a point,” I conceded. I don't really think it's possible for me to actually ever admit I might make a mistake.

“She does,” Camren offered, her eyes never breaking from the computer screen.

Jennifer seemed to calm down and I stroked her arms to console her. “I’ll implant some more commands in her after Camren's scenario. Okay?”

Jennifer took a calming breathe, her wonderful chest rising and falling, and nodded her head. She knew this was the closet I’d ever get to admitting that I was wrong. But in my defense, Emma had a wonderful mouth and tongue.

With the argument over, Camren looked up from the computer screen. “Is everything ready?,” she asked hopefully. I looked at the computer for the first time and saw that she wasn't watching porn, she was watching the Harry Potter movies and rubbing herself through her jeans.

“Just about,” I told her, “I just need to find a street gang.”

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I’d been involved in a few different scenarios back in the day, usually paying somebody off for services rendered by letting them fuck the celebrity of their choice. Originally even for straight up money. Some of those scenarios had even been pretty complex. Whoever my mark was would write me out their fantasy and I’d figure a way to implant it in the celebrity of their choice and it was usually a couple of pages of notes. Camren gave me a novella.

Finding a small gang hadn't been a problem. It was pretty easy to find some men that wanted to fuck Emma Watson but what had been difficult had been trying to hang Camren's fantasy in Emma's subconscious. Emma was a busy young woman and it had taken several short phone calls over a few days to dig out a fantasy of her own to hang Camren's fantasy on. It wasn't easy. Emma was a very self-aware young woman.

Hanging the cameras in the alley behind my office had been difficult and when Camren had seen the type of analog cameras I was using she laughed at me again. I’m really going to have to program some more respect into that girl.

After a quick trip to a electronics store with Camren I was set. I won't even tell you what she said when I had asked her if there had been a Radio Shack nearby. So, nowadays, cameras are about the size of a marble and require no wires, just Bluetooth. What I had suspected would have taken me hours to set up behind my office had taken Camren ten minutes. With an afternoon to kill I had fucked her little ass until she had been screaming to cum but I wouldn't let her until her scenario with Emma. That'll teach her some respect maybe.

The complex fantasy meant that I had to be on the scene just in case something went wrong but I promised Camren that I wouldn't interfere or participate. This was all about her and would cement our relationship. I did something similar with Jennifer by giving her Sarah Michelle Gellar and decades later she was still mine.

The night was dark but not too cold as Emma walked from the sidewalk into the mouth of the alley behind my office building. As far as she was concerned she was walking home after several business meeting and was taking a quick shortcut. After she had walked about ten feet, three men and one young lady walked in behind her. At the other end of the alley three more men, as well as me, appeared blocking any exit. The first group began following Emma.

Emma could hear murmuring voices and strange giggles behind her so she increased her pace. She kept her head down so she didn't see the other group until she was almost on us. She quickly turned around causing her overcoat to flare out revealing her simple business outfit. She wore dark, tight slacks with a matching vest over a frilled blouse. Her eyes widened when she realized that she was blocked off from either exit of the alley.

The scared British actress spun around again to look at my group. Her eyes were becoming frantic and her breathing ragged as she realized how vulnerable she was at the moment. She darted to the side and tried the door to my building, jiggling the knob and finding it locked. The door wasn't actually locked due to California fire regulations but what was important was that I had made her believe that any door for the next hour was locked. She ran to the other side of the alley and tried that door but believed it locked as well. We had her trapped.

Emma twirled around again and found that both groups had closed in on her. There was nowhere she could go.

Camren stepped forward dressed similar to her character on Gotham. She wore a pair of combat boots and tight, black pants outlining her dancer’s ass perfectly. Her black leather jacket was open showing her sports bra that left her muscled stomach gleaming in the gloomy alley. When I had set up the cameras I had also handled the lighting making sure that the alley was dark enough for the scene but bright enough for the cameras to catch everything. Also, the mattress from my couch was right where we were standing. If you're planning on gang-banging Emma Watson you want to be comfortable.

“Well, if it isn't Hermione fuckin’ Granger,” Camren sneered.

“Help me,” Emma pleaded to the young girl.

“Oh, I’m gonna help you alright,” she sneered, “I’m gonna help you right outta those clothes. Boys.” Well, for a teenage girl she wasn't much of a writer but her “boys” did what they were supposed to do and they grabbed Emma by her arms while Camren stood back and watched. Emma struggled of course but not as much as she could have as our street-gang yanked her coat off and she squealed in fright.

With the British actress firmly caught, the young American actress sauntered over to her. “I can’t tell you how long I’ve been waiting to do this,” Camren said as she traced a finger down Emma’s chest to the tops of her pants. She slipped a finger inside of the struggling young woman's pants before sliding her digit back up again to the bottom of the vest. With deft fingers she undid the fashionable outer wear one slow button at a time and then slowly pulled it open. “I like the vest. Maybe I’ll keep it as a trophy,” she snickered, frightening Emma and causing her to scream out and struggle some more.

Camren slid her hands over Emma's chest above her breasts and then opened the first button of her blouse. She locked gleaming, wicked eyes with the other actress as she began to unbuttoning her top even slower than she had the vest. The younger actress was getting off on the fake fear that Emma was feeling. Camren was really going to a dark place with this fantasy. I was so proud of her. Like a parent almost. Well, a parent that roughly fucks their teenage daughter's ass on occasion but a parent none the less.

As more of her lovely torso was exposed, Emma shivered in fear and cold as the wind licked her skin. She was wearing a decorative but functional black bra that caused her skin to gleam in contrast. With the last button above the pants undone, Camren held open the other actress’s top to reveal her tasty bra.

“Oh, that's absolutely lovely,” Camren said with a coo before cupping the sides of Emma's breasts and leaning forward. The younger actress began licking and nibbling on the older actress’s exposed skin making the British young woman cry out in despair and begin to struggle again. When she had covered every bit of exposed breasts with her lips and tongue, Camren stepped back and smacked her lips in satisfaction. “Yummy.”

“Please let me go,” Emma sobbed, “I won't tell anyone.”

Camren pretended to not even hear her as she said, “Everybody gets a taste, boys.” All the men except for me fell on the trapped Emma, shredding her top and bra. Her breasts were creamy pale with already hard nipples and were quickly obscured by the gang’s hands and mouths. She writhed and cried as their hands groped and molesting her, her breath coming in ragged sobs as she was held helpless. And Camren watched it all with greedy, hungry eyes.

The young, American actress slid her hands up her own torso and gripped her small breasts, squeezing them firmly as she groaned out in lust. She licked her lips as she watched Emma being yanked back and forth between the men and being completely used. Camren was getting off on the spectacle of it. Such a good girl.

A rape fantasy is easily the most prolific subconscious desire and the one least often explored. Have your partner pretend to rape you and it's still just rough, consensual sex. But I allowed women to truly experience it. They were just as safe with me as their partners but with me they got to live out the fantasy as if it was real. And I was already hard as a rock watching it happen.

Emma was panting and moaning underneath the barrage of men. Anybody would be. And she was even responding to it sexually due to simple biology. But thanks to me, the slightly repressed young actress was slowly starting to get into it. Her head was thrown back as she groaned, her lips parted as she panted, and her chest heaved, either from gasping for breath or from pressing her breasts more firmly against her attackers she didn't know. Her subconscious desires were battling her conscious mind for control and thanks to me her conscious mind was losing.

“I think that's enough for now, you greedy, greedy boys,” Camren chuckled and the gang immediately pulled away from Emma but continued holding her arms trapped straight out from her sides and a third one behind her gripping her shoulders. For the next hour the gang would follow Camren’s orders like they were the words of God. Every one of them gleefully giving up their free will for the chance to fuck Emma Watson. Of course I had neglected to tell them I’d be wiping their short term memories but that's Hollywood.

Camren stepped forward and placed her hands on Emma’s waist causing the British actress to struggle more. The horny teen ran her hands slowly up the other woman's sides to her chest and cupped her small breasts. She ran her thumbs across Emma's hard nipples causing the older actress to shiver before running her hands back down her sides and back to her waist. Emma whimpered fearfully.

Next Camren ran her hands across Emma's soft stomach to the front of her slacks before using deft fingers to pop the button. She slid one hand down the front of the other actress’s body until she was wrist deep in her pants and the young British woman shivered again and bit her lower lip. I could see the front of Emma's pants bulge rhythmically as Camren toyed with her pussy. The former Harry Potter star moved her hips to and fro, unsure if she wanted to move away or towards the young girl’s hand.

I could tell when Camren slid a finger into Emma's pussy by the groan the other actress made. The British actress’s eyes fluttered as the American actress began sawing her finger in and out of her body. Camren kept a wicked smirk on her lips as her gang chuckled and watched her lean forward. The smirking actress took a hard nipple between her lips and sucked it into her mouth making Emma gasp out. The older actress had stopped struggling and her hips were rocking up and down, humping Camren’s talented hand.

The young, captured British woman couldn't stop herself from chanting “Oh, oh, oh…” with every thrust of Camren’s finger into her heated cunt. She matched the younger star’s thrust by rolling her hips up to meet her hand, gasping out in pleasure at what was being forced on her. Her small breasts swayed slightly as she rocked her body, her eyes half closed, her head thrown back and her lustrous hair cascading down her bare back.

And then Camren quickly slid her hands out of Emma's pants. The confused, horny Englishwoman’s eyes went wide at the sudden lose of the instrument of her forced pleasure. I could see her battling behind her eyes over whether to be disappointed at the lose of Camren’s finger or fear at what was happening to her.

Like she didn't have a care in the world, Camren strutted behind Emma, shoving her thug out of her way. She slid her hands down the other woman's bare back as she knelt down behind her. Grabbing the English actress’s pants and panties, she roughly yanked them down to her ankles and gasped out, “Sweet Jesus,” when she saw her ass. With Camren transfixed I took the opportunity to stroll around back and see the sights for myself. “Sweet Jesus,” I agreed.

Emma's ass was nearly a perfect inverted valentine. And I’ll be damned if it didn't gleam in the moody darkness and I found my hand slowly reaching out to caress it when Camren broke me out of my trance with a short “Ahem”. She stared at me with a look that said she had just caught me with my hand in the cookie jar. I shrugged my shoulders as I presented the British rear-end to her and stepped away.

Camren squirmed around behind Emma on her knees to get comfortable in front of her ass. She ran her hands over the smooth, firm skin and caused the young English actress to shiver and start sobbing. “Pl… please, no,” Emma cried as she struggled fitfully. The younger actress leaned forward and licked up one taunt ass-cheek and then the other before smacking her lips. She looked up at her gang with a self satisfied smirk on her lips and said, “Go ahead, boys, I got this end covered.”

“Noooo- o- o-…” Emma cried out as the gang attacked her chest again and Camren forcefully rammed her head between her cheeks. Several pairs of hands began crawling over the front of the young British woman’s body as the younger girl’s tongue began attacking her asshole and pussy. Emma struggled weakly against her captors but I could tell by the blush covering her mostly nude body that biology was winning. Her pants and moans switched back and forth from fear to lust and her body rocked away and towards the hands and tongue assaulting her. And meanwhile I had a hard-on that could knock down a door as I watched.

Emma threw her had back as her body was forcefully molested, panting and grunting in unwanted pleasure. With no conscious thought she rolled her ass back towards Camren’s face buried between her cheeks and then rocked herself forward to give the men more access to her lust filled body. Her cries grew louder and louder as she quickly climbed towards orgasm, humping herself against the other actress’s delving tongue. Even over Emma's cries of desire I could hear Camren’s mouth and tongue working sloppily in her tiny, puckered hole and wet, pink pussy.

The beautiful British star’s body was shivering in pleasure and I could tell she was about to cum but Camren wasn't ready for that yet. The smaller girl and her gang forcibly pleasured Emma until she was on the verge of climax and just as the captive young woman was about to pop, Camren released her hold, pulling her tongue out of the older woman's body and snapping her fingers. Camren's gang immediately stopped their assault as the teenager got to her feet and walked around to the front of Emma.

The look on Emma's face was pure confusion. Confused that she had nearly cum after being captured and more confusion that she wanted them to finish. Camren smirked at her wickedly. “Strip her, boys,” the shorter girl said and immediately her minions yanked what was left of Emma's clothes off leaving her completely naked. With a snap of her fingers, Camren pointed to the ground and the men forced the other woman to her knees. “She looks hungry, boys. Feed her,” the shorter actress ordered.

In a flash Emma's face was surrounded by half a dozen hard, throbbing cocks. Her eyes shot wide open as the first plunged it's way into her gapping mouth and began fucking her bewildered face. Another cock began rubbing itself across her face as two men on either side of her lifted her hands up and wrapped her fingers around their shafts. “Switch,” Camren ordered and immediately the pricks began shuffling around fighting and shoving to gain access to her mouth.

Camren ordered the men to switch around again as she pawed one of her own small tits with one hand and groped the juncture of her slender thighs with the other. The younger actress began ordering the men around like a director until she got everybody where she wanted them. The smaller girl got behind Emma and keeled down behind her as she pulled her sports bra up to reveal her petite tits before pressing herself against the graceful back of her captive. Camren began roughly nuzzling Emma's neck as she rubbed her chest against the older woman's back and slid a hand down between her legs. The young British woman spread her legs to let the younger girl in as they both moaned in lust.

With her fingers busy on and in Emma's body, Camren kept directing her men around. Drool covered the other woman's lower face and dribbled down onto her chest as she was face-fucked over and over again. The British actress moaned around the plunging shafts in her mouth and panted around them as one would exit and be quickly replaced by another. Emma's hands were a blur as she stroked cock after cock and her face was covered with a sheen of saliva as one prick after another rubbed itself against her. The older actress sucked hungrily, the slurping sounds echoing through the alley as Camren molested her body.

Emma's eyes began to flutter as the volume of her lustful pants grew louder and I knew she was back in the verge of orgasm again and I was just about to warn Camren but my young protégé was already pulling her self away from her victim and with a snap of her fingers so did her men. Emma was left on her knees completely oblivious, her chest heaving as she looked around blankly. “On the mattress,” Camren ordered as she stood up and began stripping herself of everything except for her boots which I found a hot little sight.

One of the men shoved Emma into her back-side, her legs akimbo and her thighs spread wide, wet, and gleaming in the light. We all just stood there and stared at her as she looked around, fear in her wide eyes. “Don’t…” she began but Camren interrupted her with another snap of her fingers.

The gang member that had pushed Emma down jumped on top of her and she cried out as she struggled weakly against him. She cried out again with tears in her eyes as his stiff member penetrated her vulnerable pussy, spearing the young actress. He began pumping furiously inside of her, their bodies making wet slapping sounds as he thrust in and out of her. Her small breasts jiggled on her chest as she was violated and her legs stuck out of the sides of their writhing bodies.

Emma's grunts and moans of despair quickly turned to pants and groans of lust as she began working herself against the thug. I could see her raise her hips up to meet his thrusts as she wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his thighs. She climbed quickly and came suddenly, violently, her entire body shuddering with the force of her pent up orgasm. And rather than let the British actress have enough time to thoroughly enjoy her orgasm, Camren began directing her men around again.

Suddenly a cock appeared next to Emma's beautiful face and plunged into her gasping mouth. While she was forced to suck a new prick, the thug between her legs exited and was quickly replaced. Her hands were yanked up and used to masturbate two more pricks while the cock in her mouth was pulled out and replaced by another. I doubted she even had time enough to grab a breath. She was fucked by one man after another until she came again, screaming in pleasure around the dick in her mouth while her cunt gripped the cock thrusting inside of her.

Camren had Emma flipped into her hands and knees, a cock pounding her from both ends and her slender body roughly rocked back and forth. With a nearly evil grin my assistant began probing the older woman's tiny little asshole with her fingers as the British actress was fucked. I had already called dibs on Emma's ass but I had allowed Camren to play with it. The younger actress moved her men back and forth to her heart’s content over and over again. Two men fucked Emma's mouth at the same time while one cock took a single deep stroke into her pussy, pulled out, was replaced by another cock that got one deep stroke before pulling out and having the first cock replace it. When she came again her entire body shuddered like she was having a seizure, her orgasm even stronger than the last one. Just like I had programmed.

Moving her gang around, Camren had one lay on his back with the physically exhausted Emma on top of him. He held her up by her slender hips as he thrust himself up inside of her with the blurring speed of a machine gun while one man after another fucked her slack mouth. Camren was leaning against a dirty wall, completely naked except for her boots, furiously masturbating as she watched her idol get fucked. She was squeezing one small tit with one hand while her other hand was a blur between her dancer’s thighs. Her eyes were glazed as she stared in undisguised lust at Emma taking dick after dick inside of her.

Suddenly Emma squealed out as another, even more power orgasm overtook her. Her entire body convulsed and she fell to the ground shaking and shivering as her juices gushed out of her. “Give the woman a shower, boys,” Camren ordered triggering the gang’s next command. The men all gathered around Emma, standing above her and stroking their gleaming pricks until they all came at once. Camren herself groaned out with her men as load after load of thick, creamy cum rained down on Emma's twitching body, covering her from head to toe.

When the last prick had been drained, Camren sauntered over and laid on top of Emma's sticky body, kissing her deeply. The smaller actress began licking down the other woman's body, lapping at the spilled cum. She licked over the British star’s small breasts and hard nipples and then down her flat stomach before getting comfortable between Emma's spread legs.

Camren threw Emma's trembling thighs over her shoulders and buried her face in the juncture of the older woman's legs. The young British woman cried out in forced pleasure as the younger girl licked at her pussy, Camren shoved her tongue deep inside of her and licked up every drop of cream that she could like the cat that her character was named for.

When she had drank her fill, Camren crawled back up Emma's slack body and rolled them both over until the British actress was on top of her. “Fuck me,” Camren ordered, “Use that lovely pink tongue and make me cum.”

Obediently Emma slid down Camren’s sticky body until her face was buried between the younger girl’s widely spread dancer’s thighs. The American actress happily cried out when the older actress’s tongue dipped between her gooey pussy lips. Outside of porn directed towards men it’s very difficult to see what happens between two women going down on each other but Emma must have been doing a good job judging by the sounds that Camren was making. The Gotham star’s cries of pleasure were echoing throughout the alley and I ordered two of the men to get dressed and stand guard at each entrance just to make sure the sounds of Camren's cries of pleasure didn't bring any unwanted attention.

I moved around trying to get a better look at what was happening between Camren's thick thighs but all I could see was Emma's lips sealed around the younger girl’s heated cunt. The American actress was writhing below the other woman's mouth, her back arched as the older actress slid her hands up and toyed with the girl’s smaller breasts. Camren had her legs locked around Emma's head and it took all of my willpower not to just yank my cock out and fuck something. This was, after all, Camren’s special time.

My prick ached as I watched Camren enjoy Emma's oral talents. The smaller actress wound her fingers through the English actress’s long hair and gleefully humped her face. I recognized the look on the younger girl’s face and knew what was about to happen as Emma furiously worked her cunt with her mouth and tongue. With a shriek of joy Camren came nearly as hard as the older actress had done. The shorter girl grinded her pussy against Emma's face, dragging her orgasm out for as long as possible before slumping down onto the dirty ally floor. She released her hold on the English performer and they both laid limply struggling to get their breathe back. And I was lucky enough to have watched and recorded it all.

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Blissed out, Camren strolled up to my office still completely naked. I sent two of the men with her to take her home while I used the others to wipe Emma down and get her redressed somewhat. One of them drove my third-hand sedan to us and we loaded her up and I took her back to her suite.

Emma followed me up to her suite like a sedate puppy and then inside. “Strip,” I told her and she automatically removed all her clothes, such as they were, and stood unabashedly naked at the foot of her bed. I pulled her covers down and ordered her in and she immediately crawled in and laid down on her belly. “Relax,” I told her followed by, “Sleep.”

Immediately Emma fell asleep and began snoring softly as I pulled a bottle of lube out of my pocket and stripped my pants down, my erection throbbing with desire. Until she brushed her teeth and took a shower I wanted nothing to do with her body except for her sweet, untouched ass.

I straddled the actress’s taunt ass and haphazardly spilled lube over it an my prick, too needy to take my time. Still dressed from the waist up I pressed the tip of my cock between her plump cheeks until I was probing the tight opening of her rear-end.

I didn't take the time to appreciate Emma's beauty or her graceful back or the fine up-swell of her ass. This was about need and I needed to be in her ass. The lube and my hypnotic command to relax let me slip the tip of my cock past the tight ring of muscle with a lewd pop and then the real work began.

With my cock-head inside of her I pulled out slightly and then pushed in slightly farther, grunting with the effort. Then I pulled out slightly farther before pushing in farther still, over and over again. Her tight walls spread slowly around me to grip my shaft while I grunted and moaned above her and below me she snored lightly, not even aware I was there fucking her ass.

When I had finally buried myself completely I held myself still for a moment just to appreciate the feel of Emma's violated ass clenching my dick. But only for a moment before the need to fuck and cum took me over. I stared slowly, fucking her taunt ass and then immediately picked up speed until I was slamming into her after only a few strokes.

My balls slapped wetly against her sticky pussy-lips and my hips against her firm cheeks causing her flesh to ripple slightly. I fucked her hard and deep, plowing away inside of her without cause or concern for her, my only care was for my own orgasm.

I felt my balls boiling with the need to cum and I didn't even try to stop it. I held myself still, balls deep, as I erupted and filled her tight little ass with my thick load. My cum seeped around the seal out bodies created as I filled her with the last of my load and groaned out in spent lust.

I pulled myself out of Emma's used body with a slurping sound and then covered up her naked form. I gave her the orders she’d need to wake, clean herself, and then go back to bed to dream this whole scenario, scrubbing it from her conscious mind. And then I added the command phrase Camren had chosen, Imperious, for when we wanted to use the actress later.

And then, smug and self-satisfied, I got dressed and left, forgetting to fix the mistakes that Jennifer had pointed out. I guess sometimes I really am my own worst enemy.

The End.

[muhabba]

This is a work of complete fiction. It just popped into my brain so I wrote it down and share it for free and make no money off of it. No one under legal age may read this, if you know what's good for you. No one over legal age should read this for the same reason. All characters used in this story are a parody of any real or fictional person. I don’t know Jennifer Love Hewitt, Camren Bicondova, Katy Perry or have anything to do with them. Comments are always welcome and appreciated and you should feel free to share.

Story Code: MC, M/FF, Exhib.

The Hypnosneak Ch 06 Katy Perry
By Muhabba

I was reclining on my shitty couch thinking about how great my life was. I was the president and sole employee of my own start-up company. Sort of. My company would let me fuck anyone I wanted. Eventually. I’d be able to move my company to a more suitable location. Soon. And I’d be able to secure a more concrete identity as soon as I made some more contacts. More than likely. Life was improving. Across from me, behind my desk, my assistant was sitting and watching internet porn with her assistant sitting on her lap.

My assistant giggled as her assistant pointed at the computer screen. Jennifer Love Hewitt had been my assistant before I had gone to jail and I had reawakened her sex drive after I got out. She was only able to work part time now which explained why she had her own assistant.

Camren Bicondova was Jennifer's assistant and our little house pet. Between Jennifer's name in the Hollywood community and Camren’s status as a starlet their contacts could get me back into the position of power that I used to have. Until then I had a shitty couch in my shitty office as the world’s only Feminist Hypnotist. It was a start.

Jennifer ran her hands lightly over Camren’s body as they both looked at the porn, causing the young girl to giggle. I was thinking about all the ways I could get back into Hollywood. So far the biggest name I’d been able to score was Emma Watson but I may have flubbed her commands slightly so I decided not to reach out to her any time soon. Which was a pity really. She had one of the most shapely asses in Hollywood.

Jennifer had a family to support so that left her problematic for slipping me back into the power elite’s good graces and Camren wasn’t yet well-known enough. Kate Upton was off somewhere growing a baby so that left me Hayden Panettiere to use. She was a well-known name but not a powerful one and right now she was all I had. Across from me the girls giggled again.

Jennifer looked up from the screen at me and drew my attention. “I think I know who I want,” she said

“Who you want for what?” I asked. For being my assistants the two assistants weren't assisting me very much.

“For my treat,” she said happily.

“What treat?”

“Camren got a treat and now I want my treat,” Jennifer fake pouted.

“It's only fair, Master,” Camren fake pouted with Jennifer.

I rolled my eyes at my less than helpful assistants. “The only treat I have in my pocket is Hayden Panettiere and right now I’m trying to figure out a way to get more money out of using her,” I said while Jennifer and Camren continued to fake pout at me.

“But I want her,” Jennifer whined as she turned the screen towards me. The girl in the screen had long, dark hair pulled back into a tight ponytail and was wearing a tight, lime-green, pvc dress. Her wide expanse of cleavage pulled my eyes in and kept them there.

“Who is that?” I groaned as my prick gave a nice throb.

Camren giggled at the fact that my stint in prison had left me out of the loop as to who the celebrities were. “That's Katy Perry,” the young girl said.

The screen started to scroll through more pictures, all of them accentuating Katy’s amazing chest. The girls told me that Katy Perry was a singer and the pics showed me that Katy Perry knew what kind of rack she had and knew the best way to use it. And Jennifer told me that she wanted to use it too.

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Jennifer Love Hewitt had once wanted to be a singer and she didn't have a half-bad voice but it just didn't happen for her. Luckily for me, one of the music executives had gotten her drunk and taken advantage of her which meant that I had a way to blackmail him into giving me what I wanted: A press conference with Katy Perry.

Granted, it was going to be a small press conference. Back in the day I had an entire stable of extras and back ground characters I could use for my various scenarios but today, well, it was just the ones I had used for Camren's fantasy. How many reporters did you have to have to call it a “Press Conference” anyway?

Jennifer's old record executive got me a phone call with Katy to allow me to program the initial commands. I also had to promise him a roll in the hay with Katy but it would make him a contact that I could use later. Camren helped me hook up my cell phone to my old tape recorder for my phone call while laughing the whole time that I was using a cassette recorder. Apparently she had never even seen a cassette before she had met me.

The phone interview went well enough thanks to my specially built recorder and Katy agreed to meet me at my office. She liked the idea of a therapist specializing in Feminist ideals but I could tell by the look on her face when she arrived at my office that my set-up was definitely sketchy looking. And to be honest, it was indeed sketchy looking. But I’d take care of that opinion once she was under.

Being a business appointment, Katy was dressed conservatively in a tan suit and plain white blouse. For some reason she had dyed her dark hair to a trashy, trailer park blonde but I didn't really care, it wasn't her hair Jennifer and I were concerned with.

Katy sat on my couch and I sat behind my desk with my laptop open. I gave her a similar story to what I had told Emma Watson and she was intrigued enough to listen more intently. I turned my computer around to show her the various charts and graphs that Jennifer and Camren had helped me make which pulsed and shimmered until the pop singer was under my hypnotic hold.

The first thing I did was edit her opinion of my office. Yes it was personal and petty but I did have my pride. Then I got down to business. And it took me no time at all to find something to hang Jennifer's idea on. It was a subconscious fear that Katy had and if you tell me you're surprised about it I’ll call you a liar.

Katy Perry had a great rack and knew it. She had no problems using her ample chest to get people to pay attention to her and used that fact to get them to listen to her music. Not a new concept. And her personal fear was that despite her using her chest to garner attention she was afraid that her chest was all anybody cared about. Who would have guessed?

By the end of my little interview, Katy firmly believed that she had a press conference scheduled for the weekend and a conference room her record exec. had rented along with a room at the hotel. Plus he could write it off as a business expense. Who knew that fucking Katy Perry was deductible? Now I just had to track down the men I had used to faux-rape Emma and we’d be in business.

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I had the men I had used with Emma all show up at the conference room dressed as reporters. I maybe should have been more specific as to their attire since one showed up with a fedora and rolled sleeves like a reporter from the 50’s and another came dressed as Clark Kent. But over-all it was good enough.

Two of the extras would be taking pictures but with empty film rolls, the better to keep anything from leaking out, with the rest asking my scripted questions. Katy and her executive would be behind a raised table ready to answer their questions with my scripted answers. And I, disguised as a reporter as well, would be using one of my special cameras designed to flash at certain intervals to keep the pop singer under my control.

The reporters and cameramen were all ready to go as Katy and her exec. came in from a side door. The newly blonde singer was dressed to impress. Her hair was cut barely shoulder length and artistically ratty while her make-up was spot on. She wore a sleeveless button-up corset with her abundant cleavage jiggling wildly and threatening to pop out with each step. She wore matching, skin tight pants with colored high heels and her record executive wore a massive erection as he followed her behind the table.

The music exec. had to be on the wrong side of his 50’s and was portly as well as bald. I was actually afraid the old man would have a heart attack and ruin our little scenario. But I was willing to risk his life in order to fuck Katy and get access to her money and business contacts.

As Katy and her exec. came out, the reporters immediately started yelling questions and our cameras started flashing. She put a extra jiggling into her step as she walked behind the table and smiled at us all. She waved before sitting down and then pulled the mic closer to her, her smile never faltering. The executive, whose name I was going to have to remember eventually if I was going to keep using him, pointed to the first reporter.

The reporter dressed like Clark Kent stood up and addressed Katy. “Katy, what was it like growing up with pastor parents?”

“Well, there was a lot of fooling around between the pews,” Katy giggled before the executive pointed at the next reporter.

“Katy, when did your breasts start coming in?” he asked.

Katy laughed. “Maybe a bit earlier than the other girls in school I guess,” she said.

“Were they cumbersome at all?” the reporter from the 50’s asked.

Katy laughed again. “I suppose they were in PE class,” she said, “Although they let me skip a lot of my homework assignments.” She laughed again causing her quivering cleavage to nearly spill out over the top of her corset.

The music executive kept a firm eye on Katy’s chest as he pointed at another reporter. “Are you saying that you used your breasts to distract your teachers?” he asked.

Katy laughed again and unconsciously rolled her shoulders causing her large breasts to pull farther up out of the cups of her corset. “All I’m saying is that a couple of undone buttons on a teenage girl’s blouse will make most teachers forget who did or didn't turn in their papers,” she giggled.

“I bet you were popular with the boys,” the next reporter said.

“And a few girls,” Katy said before unconsciously arching her back. Her movement caused the first button on her corset to pop loose letting her firm breasts stretch out slightly. Yes I had planned it and yes I can sew.

“And maybe a few teachers?” Clark Kent asked hopefully.

“Well, there was this one time with my principal when I was fifteen…” Katy began. She shifted her arm, stretching it across her chest slightly causing her forearm to run across the second button and unsnapping it. Her large breasts shoved forward causing her areola to become visible as she continued, “…I had gotten into a argument with another girl between classes and we had to go to the office. Anyway, the other girl got detention but I got off by offering to flash the principal.”

The old-time-y reporter stood up next and asked, “There's been rumors that your song, “I kissed a Girl,” was either about Scarlett Johansson or Miley Cyrus. Can you tell us which one it was?”

Katy took a deep breath, her chest expanding out with her hard nipples poking awkwardly over the top of her corset. The last of her buttons popped and her abundant breasts surged forward like a tide, fully exposed and the pop-star didn't even notice. “I would like to say that it was solely about Scarlett since Miley was only fifteen at the time but…” she began, letting her reply hang in the air the same as her breasts, “…but if I’m honest I was totally in lust with that girl’s teenage tongue.”

Our cameras flashed wildly as the exposed pop-star laughed coyly at her confession. Her large tits sat on her corset like a shelf, jiggling with her giggles, her hard nipples pointing straight at us. “If I was going to fuck a fifteen year old it would have definitely been Miley Cyrus,” she continued and still completely unaware that she was mostly topless, “And Scarlett Johansson’s body… what can I say? And that deep, bedroom voice of her’s. Can you imagine hearing her moan while you were diving between her legs?”

Katy’s music executive’s eyes were locked on her chest as a obvious sweat broke out across the top of his bald head. She laughed at her own admission and looked over at him affectionately before placing her head on his shoulder. She faced back to the reporters and pointed at the next one.

The reporter stood up with an obvious erection in his pants. “Do those cause you any back problems?” he asked as he motioned to the singer's chest.

“From time to time,” Katy answered, “But luckily my costumers go out of their to sew in extra support.” She went to grab her breasts through her corset but when her hands squeezed down she found only the silky flesh of her unencumbered tits. Her eyes slowly opened wider and her mouth slowly fell open as she began to realize she was unintentionally flashing the whole room.

The startled singer looked down at her chest, her hands unable to hide her bountiful breasts from the gaze of the room. She gave a startled squeal and a single tear broke from her eye and rolled down her cheek. She stared around the suddenly silent room as the lights from the cameras flashed. She grabbed both bountiful breasts in her hands an instant before the dam broke and tears began rolling down her face. She let out a pitiful sob and then ran out of the room.

The room we were using for Katy’s “dressing room” was just a single sized room a few doors down from the conference room and the startled singer quickly reached it without out anyone else seeing what her hands could barely contain.

I wanted to give Katy time to wallow in her embarrassment so when Jennifer and Camren came out from behind the curtain we began breaking everything down. I thanked the executive for his time and sent him back to his suite to wait for Katy. As far as he was concerned we were just helping the singer live out a small fantasy for her that he was lucky enough to participate in. Anything for a buck and the chance to motorboat Katy Perry’s jugs.

When the music exec. left, I had my minions clean up the room and sent them back to my office with Camren. My assistant’s assistant would give them their marching orders, sending them out and giving them a half hour before waking from their trances. Plenty of time to get far enough away not to be able to back track to my office should they somehow come to their senses.

When we had the conference room to ourselves, Jennifer set up the laptop so I could watch and know when it was time to join. She gave me a quick peck on the cheek and a squeeze of the cock as I sat and watched Katy in her room, and then Jennifer left to go get her treat.

Besides both beautiful women being beautifully endowed, neither one knew each other. I don’t think they had ever even met. But for the next six hours, as far as Katy was concerned, she and Jennifer were best friends.

With a small knock, Jennifer let herself in Katy’s room. “Katy? It’s me, sweetie,” she said as she stepped in and closed the door behind her, “Are you okay?” Jennifer was dressed casually in a red blouse and blue jeans with her dark hair down. Even dressed casually, there was nothing that could hide her figure and I zoomed in on her ass with one of the cameras we had hidden in the room.

Angrily, Katy threw a half used box of tissues against the wall. Her mascara was running down her face and she hadn’t even bothered to fix her top or contain her tits. She was sobbing on the bed and looked pathetic. It was such a turn on. “No I’m not okay!” she cried, “I just embarrassed myself in front of the whole world!”

“I wouldn't say that,” Jennifer said as she sat on the bed next to her nearly topless “Friend”. She patted the singer’s knee and then held her arms open. Katy’s bottom lip quivered a moment before fresh tears started to fall and then she slumped against Jennifer's own ample, buxom chest. “It's going to be okay,” Jennifer murmured as she stroked the other woman's hair while Katy cried between her breasts.

Katy sniffled as she composed herself between Jennifer's tits before sitting up. “Thanks,” she said with a failed smile before holding her hands open to her friend. They hugged with the singer’s massive breasts bulging around Jennifer’s own large tits. “You know what? I’m not even that upset,” she said before sitting up, “I’m actually glad.”

“Why’s that?” Jennifer asked like she didn't already know the answer.

“It's over!” Katy said and threw her arms up in the air, her large, heavy orbs stretching tight and high on her chest.

I could tell Jennifer was staring at the other woman's impressive chest as the singer let her arms fall. “What's over?” she asked.

“The question!” Katy giggled through tears, “Now I’ll finally know.”

“Know what?” Jennifer asked, still in character.

“I’ll finally know if people like me for my singing or not,” Katy laughed, “Now that everybody will know what my tits look like, I can finally find out if everybody follows me for my music or not.”

“Congratulations, I guess?” Jennifer chuckled, “It must feel like quite the weight had been lifted from your chest.”

Katy looked down at her naked chest. “I don't know about that,” she said before looking back at Jennifer before both women broke out into fits of laughter. They hugged again and I enjoyed the way their breasts pressed together. As they rocked to one side, Jennifer's tits enveloped Katy’s and as they rocked to the other side, Katy’s enveloped Jennifer's.

Katy broke the hug but both women left their arms wrapped loosely around one another. “I don't know what I’d do without you, Jen,” Katy said with a beatific smile. She leaned over and gave Jennifer a friendly peck on the check.

“Me neither,” Jennifer said back before leaning in and giving Katy a slightly longer peck on the corner of her lips.

“I’m so lucky you’re here,” Katy said a bit softer. She leaned over again and gave Jen a hesitant peck right on the lips.

“I feel the same way,” Jennifer said before giving Katy a more full kiss on the lips.

The two woman sat on the edge of the bed and stared deeply into one another's eyes. Katy blushed and looked down sheepishly before looking back up expectantly. Despite her hit song “I Kissed a Girl” it appeared that she wasn't really comfortable kissing another girl. Luckily Jennifer had plenty of experience.

Jennifer lovingly stroked Katy’s beautiful, tear-streaked face before leaning over and kissing the popular singer. Their lips met, their breasts barely touching as the actress slipped her tongue into the entertainer’s mouth. Katy stroked Jennifer's shoulders while Jennifer stroked Katy’s forearms. The two women moaned in appreciation into their mouths as the kiss became more passionate and Jennifer's hands crept up Katy’s arms.

Just as her hands reached just below Katy’s shoulders, Jennifer reversed course and began stroking down. Her thumbs spread out and lightly touched the bare skin of the singer's breasts causing Katy to groan out. The former Ghost Whisperer took the deep throated groan as consent and slipped her hand between the “Roar” singer’s arm and pale tit. Katy moved her arm out of Jennifer’s way so the actress could cup her large tit.

Katy broke the kiss and leaned back slightly, presenting her chest to Jen as the dark haired actress bent down and took the newly blonde singer’s nipple into her mouth. Jen cupped Katy’s other tit and lifted it up before switching over to that nipple and using her tongue to draw it into her mouth.

As Jennifer nursed at her chest, Katy raised her hands up and lightly caressed the other woman's breasts through her shirt. The horny actress shifted herself around giving the horny singer easier actress to her chest. The blonde woman began unbuttoning the brunette actress’s blouse down to her pants and then slid her hands inside. I could see the singer's hands moving around beneath the material of Jennifer's shirt as Jen switched tits again, licking and sucking on the sensitive flesh until Katy’s large breasts were gleaming with saliva in the room’s shitty lighting.

Jennifer leaned up and let the hypnotized Katy slid her shirt off her shoulders and down her arms. As the “Client List” actress slipped her hands out of the sleeves of her blouse, the “California Girls” singer cupped her large, bra encased breasts and sunk her face into the other woman's warm, soft cleavage.

The dark haired actress groaned happily as the light haired singer lucked, sucked, and nuzzled her vast tracks of cleavage. She reach behind her and unclasped her bra, baring her tits to the other woman who moaned excitedly as she squeezed the sides of her orbs and pressed them against her face.

Katy eagerly sucked on one of Jennifer's nipples, rolling her other nipple between her fingers as Jennifer slid her hands up the singer's chest and cupped her large breasts. The actress rolled the singer's nipples with her thumbs as the singer licked across her chest to Jennifer's other breast and quickly took the hard nub of flesh between her lips.

Both women sat up straighter and kissed again, bare chest pressed tightly against bare chest, their large tits bulging out of their sides as their tongues entwined. The kiss became more passionate as Jennifer pulled Katy down and laid on top of her.

They continued the kiss as they frantically began throwing away their clothes until they were rolling around the bed completely naked. Jennifer got Katy back on to her back and then kissed her way down to her chest. She sucked happily on the singer's large, wobbling tits as the blonde haired woman spread her legs and ran her hands threw the actress’s curly brown hair.

Jennifer continued kissing down Katy’s naked body as the singer spread her legs even farther letting the actress slide effortlessly between her thighs. As the actor slid her body lower, she slid her hands up, grabbing into the singer's large breasts as she kissed down below Katy’s belly button.

Katy moaned out lustfully as she gripped Jennifer's wrists, holding her hands to her tits as the other woman slid down between her legs. My cock was throbbing with need and aching with lust as I watched my assistant kiss the blonde woman just above her slit. The singer's hips buck and then the horny actress released her hold on Katy’s tits to grip the singer's legs and throw them over her shoulders. The brunette actress kissed lightly all around the blonde singer’s dripping cunt before using her fingers to spread Katy’s pink treasure apart.

Camren had shown me that cameras nowadays could be the size of a button and record just as well as any movie camera. I could place cameras every where around the room in any angle and no one would notice them at all. If only I had the money for enough cameras as that. For now I couldn't really see the bubblegum pink cunt on the other side of Jennifer's head as she licked Katy out. But I’d make up for it later.

“Oh God!” Katy gasped and quickly grabbed Jennifer's hair. She rolled her hips up, grinding herself against the actress’s face as the dark haired woman tightened her arms around the singer's legs. The newly blonde singer’s arms pushed against her breasts, lifting them up and pressing them together, the smooth flesh wobbling wildly as she humped against Jennifer's face and mouth.

Kneeling on the floor at the foot of the bed, Jennifer's ass was a thick, nearly perfectly shaped inverted valentine as she feasted between Katy’s spread thighs. The singer was moaning out loud, her voice echoing through the small room and even in the throes of passion her cries carried a musical tone. The actress held the singer tight as the blonde musician’s body undulated on the bed, her cries rising higher and higher, louder and louder as she climbed towards an orgasm. Jennifer's arms moved, releasing their hold on Katy’s legs as the brunette woman slipped her hand between the singer's trembling thighs.

I couldn't see what Jennifer was doing with her fingers by it was causing Katy’s body to rock wildly in the bed, her tits jiggling wildly on her chest. The singer's entire body shook as she came, her hips bucking, her breasts rocking up and down as she came. Jennifer bravely stayed where she was as the blonde’s thighs locked around the actress’s head and cried out, her singing voice oddly present as she came. Perhaps I’d make a song out of it and produce my first music video. Her voice trailed of as she started to relax, the muscles in her body loosening as she came down from her high.

As Katy slumped into the bed, Jennifer stood up and turned towards where she knew the camera was and stared at me with a wicked grin. She licked Katy’s cum from her lips and then wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. She gave me a quick wink before walking to the side of the bed and crawling over towards Katy. On her hands and knees, her large tits dangling below her, the actress bent down and kissed the singer, letting Katy taste herself in Jennifer's mouth and on her tongue.

Jennifer sat up on her knees and straddled Katy’s face looking towards the camera so I could see her and the singer's bodies completely. The sated singer quickly wrapped her arms around the actress’s legs and pulled her down onto her face. I could see her bubblegum pink tongue a moment before her mouth and head were obscured by Jennifer’s wet pussy. The dark haired actress wiggled around a bit to get comfortable as the lighter haired singer got a good grip on her with her arms. And then Jennifer began slowly grinding herself down, humping Katy’s mouth.

Groaning out in lust, Jennifer's body undulated like a snake, her breasts swaying in her chest like a wave on the ocean. She cupped her tits, lifting them up before squeezing them and pinching her nipples. Her hips started rocking harder as she lifted one tit up and sucked on the hard nipple. She gasped out at whatever it was that Katy was doing between her legs and then released her tits, reaching down and resting her hands on Katy’s own heavenly endowments. The dark haired woman used the blonde’s firm, jiggling orbs as hand-holds, rocking her body faster and faster.

Her tits wiggled wildly as Jennifer humped and ground herself down on Katy’s mouth. It was easy to see how turned on the actress was and I recognized the look on her face as she groaned out, she was about to cum.

“Yes, yes, yes…” Jennifer chanted, her face screwed up in a look of determination, concentrating on making herself cum using Katy Perry. “Oh, oh, oh…!” Jennifer cried out as her orgasm hit her. Her entire, voluptuous body twitched and shivered as her orgasm rolled through her, her muscles seizing as electric bliss shot through her. Her tits jiggled on her chest while Katy’s wobbled around as her body was rocked by the force of Jennifer cumming. I looked around for a hole to shove my aching cock into but I had forgotten I had sent Camren off to take care of the extras.

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“Fuck my ass!” I cried out. I had lost count of which cock belonged to which extra but it didn't matter. All that mattered was using them to get myself off as much as possible before I had to dismiss all the master’s men. I was completely naked and surrounded by all them, their thick, hard cocks filling my vision. As soon as I was done with one dick I ordered another to fuck another hole. I had to hurry because there was no telling when my master would be back and I still had to clean up the mess in the office that we were making since the print on the door read his new name and not “Camren Bicondova”.

Maybe I could get him to make me a partner and put my name up on there as well?

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As Jennifer began to relax I had finally had it. I needed to cum. Jennifer had her treat and now it was time to get mine.

I was practically stripping in the corridor as I rushed to Katy’s room. I slammed the door behind me as I threw my clothes off and I moved quickly over to the bed. Katy was deliriously happy and hornier than she had ever been in her life. My programming and Jennifer's oral talents had made sure of that. Both horny women were laying on the messed bed making out again, their hands flowing over their naked bodies.

Jennifer smiled wickedly at me and then waved me over. I was completely naked and my erection bobbed in the air as she stood up and led me to the side of the bed. Katy didn’t bother to look at me in the face. She saw my throbbing took and growled out happily before scooting over to the side of the bed.

Katy grabbed my aching cock and immediately took half the length into her warm, welcoming mouth. Her moist tongue massage my length as I immediately began fucking her face. I gripped her hair like horse reins, mounting her face as I rocked myself back and forth and Jennifer got on her knees beside me. Katy kept a tight hold on the base of my cock with both of her hands as she hungrily sucked it and Jennifer began licking my balls. The top of my cock bounced against the back of the singer’s mouth, poking the top of her throat as the dark haired actress’s tongue massaged my sack.

After watching the two buxom beauties fuck, I was frantic. “On your knees,” I ordered with a gasp. They instantly complied and guessed at what I wanted. They both cupped and lifted their large, heavy tits up and engulfed my spit wet cock with them. I began fucking their full tits, groaning out in lust as they moaned out as well. They pumped their warm, smooth tits up and down my shaft as I thrust myself forward, their firm orbs rubbing against one another as well as my aching prick.

I cupped the back of the girls’ heads and they bent down over their chests, licking the top of my cock as it poked out from their soft cleavage. Their tongues danced against one another along with my tip as I fucked their amazing tits. I threw my head back in pleasure as my hips pumped against their chests and they continued pumping their tits against my shaft.

Already I could feel my balls boiling and knew I wouldn't last much longer but I wasn't ready to finish yet. I wanted to watch Katy work first. With just sheer force of will I stopped fucking the four titties and quickly crawled onto the bed. On my back, I snapped my fingers at Katy and pointed at my dick as it pointed straight up at the ceiling, throbbing with need. I watched her large, firm breasts jiggle and sway as she got into bed and then straddled my hips. She gripped my prick and I gripped her tits as she began lowering herself down.

The horny singer’s tight, wet pussy slowly enveloped my hard dick. She moaned in lust as she took it deep inside of her, the hot walls of her cunt parting around me and squeezing me tight as her slick juices slid down and coated my balls. I squeezed her sizable tits and teased her nipples with my thumbs as she took the last of me inside of her. She got comfortable on my rod, groaning out as her hips wiggled one way and then the other as she got herself in position.

I slid my hands down to Katy’s hips and held her firmly as she started sliding up and down my shaft, groaning in pleasure. Her amazing tits swayed hypnotically on her chest as she moved her gleaming body up and down and back and forth, rolling her hips. She braced her hands on her thighs giving my an unobstructed view of her body as she began fucking me faster, riding me harder. I burned the image into my mind, forgetting the fact that I was still filming it and could just replay it whenever I wanted. Right now, all I cared about was her insanely voluptuous body riding my cock.

As Katy rode me harder and faster, she leaned forward and braces her hands against the headboard, her jiggling tits just above my head, filling my vision. I reached up and grabbed her wobbling breasts, holding them still as I leaned up and began sucking hungrily at her nipples. I barely paid attention to anything that wasn’t the singer’s cunt slipping up and down my dick or her tits in my hands and mouth but she was moaning out loudly, once again almost singing in pleasure, the same as she had done with Jennifer between her legs.

Katy didn't speak much when she was fucking, it was all that sexy singing moan and as she got closer to cumming she got louder. I feasted on her tits without cause or concern to whether she liked it or not, watching her and Jennifer fucking had got me to hot. If only I had thought to tell Jennifer to use baby oil on their tits. But I had something better I could use to make their breasts gleam.

As the singer moaned louder and louder I could feel her tight cunt start to spasm. She cried out a single note, holding it as the muscles in her thighs quivered and her lower muscles twitched and contracted. She held herself down on my cock, grinding her clit against my lower abdomen as her entire body shook.

I didn't want to waste my load and couldn't hold back any longer so I threw Katy off of me. She flopped down on the bed and I quickly got up on my knees and aimed my cock down. I had barely touched myself before exploding, emptying my balls onto Katy’s amazing chest. Her tits heaved as her own orgasm began to recede and I covered her tits with my thick, sticky load. When the last of my cum splashed against the singer’s chest, Jennifer appeared from the end of the bed and crawled over Katy’s body. My assistant laid down on top of the other woman and began rubbing her chest against her, smearing my cum across their large tits.

When Jennifer had worked my load across both of their chests she leaned over on her side, showcasing their tits for me. The actress slowly toyed with the singer's chest while stating up at me with a wicked gleam in her eye. “Thank you for my treat, master,” she purred up at me.

I sighed in contentment. “You're welcome,” I said magnanimously.

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When Jennifer and I had finished playing we all got cleaned up and I have Katy her marching orders. “You’re gonna go upstairs and fuck that old guy,” I told her, “Make sure your phone is recording. Make it seem like you're fucking him for your career. A real role-play. Got it?”

She said she did and we went through a few other commands. Jennifer and I would be waiting for her and her phone after she was done and I’d take possession of the video. In this age of hashtag Me Too and Harvey Weinstein it paid to have some blackmail material I could use with Katy’s executive. Hypnosis doesn’t work long term, eventually it would wear off in the day to day world which is why I used short term commands buried in the subconscious. You just needed to take the commands out and polish them every once in a while. Camren may have been our little sex pet but she went home and had a life beyond my commands.

Katy appeared to understand my commands and went off on her way while Jennifer and I went to wait at the hotel bar. Another job well done and my second major celebrity. Life was good.


To be continued…

[muhabba]

This is a work of complete fiction. It just popped into my brain so I wrote it down and share it for free and make no money off of it. No one under legal age may read this, if you know what's good for you. No one over legal age should read this for the same reason. All characters used in this story are a parody of any real or fictional person. I don’t know Camren Bicandova, Selena Gomez, Taylor Swift or Emma Watson or have anything to do with them. Comments are always welcome and appreciated and you should feel free to share.

Story Code: M/F, M/FF, F/m, MC, oral

The Hollywood Hypnosneak Ch 07 Selena Gomez & Taylor Swift
By Muhabba

I woke up in the morning with a creak in my back and Camren dressed as a school girl sitting on my desk. The mattress on my shitty fold-out couch was giving me a back ache and Camren was giving me a hard-on. Her white blouse was gauzy, giving me a nearly unobstructed view of her pink bra barely covering her small breasts. Her skirt barely covered her tight ass and she opened her knees slightly to give me a peek of her matching pink panties. She was wearing high socks that came over her knees and her hair was done in pigtails. I don’t remember giving her a key to get in.

The winsome teenage girl slid off my office chair and slinked towards me in her shiny, black mary jane shoes. She looked good enough to eat. “What do you want?” I asked her and she just shrugged at me with a rye smile on her face. Her wide spread eyes twinkled in delight as she slipped underneath my blanket at the foot of my bed. It was obvious that she was trying to butter me up for something and I let her.

Camren climbed up my legs until she reached my boxer shorts and I left the blanket covering us both. I couldn't see her and she couldn't see me. It added a little spice to the encounter. Her hands trailed up my thighs to my boxers and she quickly found my soft cock. She gave it a small squeeze before sliding her hands over the rest of my body beneath my shorts as my prick started to fill up like a balloon. I could feel the girl's breath through the thin material separating my dick from her mouth and groaned a little as I became fully erect.

The former “Gotham” star kissed the soft tip of my cock through my boxer shorts and then began kissing down my shaft. When the small actress reached my base she licked back up to the top again and then swirled her tongue around my cock-head. She sucked my tip into her mouth, massaging me with her warm tongue through the material of my shorts causing me to groan again. I relaxed into my pillow with my hands behind my head letting the young girl work my dick.

Camren nuzzled my erect dick like a cat rubbing itself against it’s owner. Using only her tongue the small actress drew the tip of me out of my boxers and into her warm, wet mouth. She massage my cock-head lovingly with her tongue, moaning at the taste of me. Her lips were sealed around my shaft and slid down the sensitive flesh of my dick as she sucked more of me into her mouth. She played with me in her mouth, rubbing every bit of me against every bit of her, using her nimble tongue to move me around. I groaned out in contentment as I enjoyed her talent.

The small teenager drew more of me into her mouth, still using her tongue and mouth only to pleasure me, her hands braced against my thighs. She pulled back enough to use her tongue on my tip again before drawing me back in. She used her pink little tongue to hold me at the top of her mouth as she bobbed slowly up and down on my shaft. My soft, sensitive tip rubbed against the ridges as she went slowly back and forth and rippled her tongue against my shaft. Jennifer had taught her so well.

She swallowed more and more of me until I was bumping against the back of her mouth and the top of her throat. She moaned out loud around me before pulling back again and massaging the length of me with her warm tongue. She began slowly swallowing me again until the tip of my length was at the top of her throat again and then suddenly swallowed. I slipped into her tightly clutching throat as it rippled around me, the young girl making swallowing motions again and again until she had to pull back for breath. As soon as her lungs were full she swallowed the whole of my cock again until I was back inside of her throat. She once again began making swallowing motions, fucking my dick with her throat until she needed to pull back for air.

As Camren swallowed me again I began writhing beneath her talented mouth. She used her hands to hold my hips down as she throat fucked me, driving my soft tip wild. I was grunting and moaning like an animal in need as my balls boiled, full of cum and already ready to explode. The talented dancer deep-throated me repeatedly as I uncontrollably tried to buck up and fuck her mouth. The blanket slid off of her head so that I could see her wide spaced eyes staring up at me and her lips sealed around my cock.

I came suddenly and violently, nearly bucking Camren off of my dick as she continued the swallowing motions around my cock-head. I pumped my load directly into her rippling throat as she continued holding me down. I gripped the sides of her head and held her still as I drained my balls into her talented mouth.

I collapsed again into my pillow and saw that Camren’s face was turning red as she fought to continue holding her breath until I had finished. I finally shot my last drop into her and then released her, allowing her to jerk up quickly and take a deep, gasping breath. Tears had started filling her eyes before I had finally let her go but her face was returning to it’s normal color. I huffed in satisfaction as she stated sweetly up at me.

And then suddenly, Camren told me, “I want to fuck Selena Gomez.”

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As I knocked on Selena’s front door, I had to admit to myself that it was a pretty rushed job but as soon as Camren had shown me who Selena Gomez was I had to have her. And then I had seen her best friend. Two was always better than one.

Right now, Selena was upstairs with her best friend arguing about Selena’s boyfriend and his cheating on her. I had no idea who the young star’s boyfriend really was or even if she had one but for the rest of the afternoon she would believe with all her heart that he was two-timing her. Revenge sex is always the easiest to set up. I knocked again and Selena’s best friend opened up, Taylor Swift.

Taylor was a slender and lean blonde girl with curly hair, long legs, and a slight chest. She was dressed casually with a spaghetti strap tank top and high waisted blue jeans. She wore no bra and her puffy nipples created rounded twin peaks on her small breasts. Behind her, Selena was a dark haired beauty with dark eyes. She was dressed in a black, over sized T-shirt and tight yoga pants. She looked like she might have been crying. “Hollywood Pool Cleaners,” I said happily, my overalls baggy, with the name I had decided to use written in black magic marker on my name tag.

Taylor looked back at Selena who nodded her head. “I called them last week,” the dark haired girl told her friend. Actually I had called her agent last week using Katy Perry's contacts who had called her and then she had called me. I gave her the initial instructions and then gotten Taylor’s private number from her and then called the blonde singer. We had all met for coffee a few days ago where I gave them their final commands and then waited a few days for the commands to seep deep into their sleeping minds.

I picked up my supplies, which was actually just a disassembled vacuum cleaner, and followed them out back. They kept talking about Selena’s bad luck with men the whole time I followed them to the pool. I plopped the hose from the vacuum into the water and began to move it around while I listened.

According to Taylor, she had much more experience with dating while Selena seemed to gravitate to the worst men of the bunch. The fantasy I had set up seemed to fit them both perfectly with their pasts since neither of them seemed to get much emotional or physical gratification from the men they dated. Well, today I’d make sure they were both gratified.

As I moved around the pool, rolling my vacuum cleaner behind me, Taylor got herself more and more angry while Selena became more and more upset. The leggy blonde got more and more animated while she talked, her braless breasts jiggling around beneath her top, while the dark haired girl hugged herself, pushing her larger breasts together. They both had great asses: Taylor's high and tight, Selena’s thicker and rounder.

“You need to treat herself,” I heard Taylor say and then I heard Selena sniffle and agree with her. “Just a quick one to get it out of your system,” the blonde singer said. I, of course, knew where the conversation was going, having programed it myself, I just hadn’t expected Taylor to get to I so fast. I had only been here ten minutes and she was already jumping into the sexual proclivity. She must be a very sexual creature in her own right. No wonder she had so many songs about dating and breaking up. Camren had done a really good job picking Selena and then Taylor as well. It was going to be a good afternoon.

“Now why don’t you run upstairs and get ready,” Taylor told her friend. From the corner of my eye I could see Selena nod and then walk back inside while I continued pretending to clean the pool. The leggy singer walked over to me and I stood up straighter. “You're doing a pretty good job,” she told me. I had expected her to act coy or flirty but she was all business, “How much longer do you think it will take you?”

“Not to long. I’m almost done as a matter of fact,” I told her as I jiggled my hose.

Taylor appraised me with all the passion of a value menu. “It's nice to meet a man who knows how to use his tools,” she told me, finally giving me a smile, “Why don't you follow me upstairs, I want to show you something.”

“Sure thing, ma’am,” I said and gathered up the vacuum cleaner. I carried the cleaner with me while I followed her tight, little ass back into the house and up the stairs. Selena’s bedroom was done in pastel pinks and purples with a large bed in the middle of the room. Selena herself stood at the foot of the bed looking kind of nervous, her eyes fluttering between the blonde girl and myself. I set the cleaner down, pointing the hidden camera in the handle at the bed so that Camren could see everything.

The blonde singer's long legs carried her effortlessly to her friend and she then put her arm protectively around Selena’s shoulders. “My friend here has a shitty boyfriend,” she said matter of factly.

“Tayloooor…” Selena whined in embarrassment.

“It's true,” Taylor told her friend with an affectionate squeeze, “It’s not your fault.” Then she turned back to me and continued. “So I was hoping you could do us a favor,” she said, “Or rather, do Selena a favor.”

“We aim to please at Hollywood Pool Cleaners,” I said as if I had no idea what the singer was talking about.

“Excellent,” Taylor said and then practically shoved her friend towards me. Selena stumbled at first, glaring back at the other singer, but then took the few final steps towards me.

“I can't believe I’m doing this,” Selena said under her breath. She was blushing in embarrassment as she leaned up and gave me the first kiss. Her lips were soft and warm and she didn't touch me otherwise, hesitant to take any step other than this while I acted surprised and disarmed.

“Well that sucked,” Taylor said with a roll of her eyes.

“What?” Selena asked, her face burning with embarrassment again, looking over her shoulder at her friend.

Taylor stomped towards us and grabbed Selena’s wrists and pulled her arms around my shoulders. She then grabbed my arms and pulled them around Selena’s slender waist. “Now kiss,” she ordered us both.

“Sorry about her,” Selena said sheepishly.

I smirked and said, “Don’t be,” before leaning down and kissing the dark haired girl fully. She was hesitant as our lips met and I ran my tongue across the entrance to her mouth. She stood still but let me slip my tongue in as I tightened my grip around her waist.

Standing next to us and appraising us the whole time, Taylor nodded her approval. “See, any guy would be happy to have you,” she said plainly, “He didn't even hesitate to kiss you.”

Selena broke the kiss and giggled. “You don't even know this guy,” she said sheepishly, “How do we even know he doesn't just go around doing this to everyone he works for?”

“I swear that nothing like this has ever happened to me before,” I lied.

Taylor threw her hands up in satisfaction, “See? Just normal hormones. No self-serving bullshit. Unlike some shitty boyfriends that I could name.”

Selena tightened her arms around my neck and stared into my eyes. “So you're not out after something?” she asked sweetly, “Like, you aren't trying to use me to get famous or something?”

“I just came to clean the pool,” I said as innocently as possible. She leaned up and kissed me again, more forcibly than either of the other two kisses. She tightened her arms around me and I did the same. Her curvy, warm body pressed against me as she slid her tongue into my mouth this time and I pressed myself back against her. I slid my hands up and down her back, just above her round ass and then up to her shoulders and back again. She rubbed her body against mine as Taylor continued to appraise us, our tongues dancing between our mouths.

My prick began to throb to life pressed against her stomach and she moaned into my mouth. My hands slid lower and caressed her round, fleshy ass and, still appraising us, Taylor said, “Yes, nice.” I slid my hands to Selena’s sides and I held her close to me letting her rub herself against my erection. My hands trailed up to the outside of her chest and I pressed them against the sides of her unencumbered breasts bulging out from between us. I slid my thumbs across her nipples and she groaned out as she rocked her hips against me in return.

“I can’t believe I'm going to do this,” Selena said as she broke the kiss.

I couldn't believe that it had only taken Taylor ten minutes to talk her into doing this. Sure I had placed the option in her mind to do exactly this but the fact that it had only taken ten minutes to reach that option had me thinking about the nature of the two girls’ relationship. As Selena got on her knees in front of me, Taylor joined her and gave her a reassuring pat on her shoulder. “Don’t worry. I’ll be right here with you,” the blonde singer said. Yep, I was going to have to find out exactly what their relationship was after this.

Taylor reached up and pulled the zipper of my overalls down so that Selena could reach in and undo my pants. Then the blonde pulled my hard prick out and gave it a few exploratory tugs. “Not bad,” she said before presenting it to her friend.

Selena wrapped her fingers around my base and gave it a few tugs along with Taylor before the blonde girl released her hold. The dark haired girl wrapped her other hand around my base and gave me a soft, double-handed hand-job as she and her friend talked to one another in hushed tones. They finally reached some consensus that didn't include my opinion at all before the Latin beauty leaned forward and gave the head of my dick a tentative lick. She smacked her lips a couple of times before nodding her head and then giving me another, longer lick. She nodded again but with more assurance before Taylor patted her in the shoulder again. I honestly had no idea what they were talking about but my curiosity was pushed to the side by my lust.

Still jacking me off, Selena bent forward and caught my cock-head with her warm, moist tongue and then drew me into her welcoming mouth. Her lips sealed around my girth as her tongue massaged my shaft and Taylor sat back against the foot of the bed to watch. The dark haired girl began bobbing her head back and forth, her mouth sliding over my sensitive flesh while she massaged me firmly with her tongue. As she got into a nice rhythm her friend stood up and came around me. The blonde singer took down my overalls and then peeled my shirt off. She helped me with my pants and shoes and then went behind the other girl.

As Selena’s lips slid down my shaft, her hands slid up to meet them. Her nimble tongue danced around my shaft in her mouth as Taylor got behind her. The other girl pushed me back with one hand while using her other hand to yank off the dark haired girl’s T-shirt. My spit wet cock slipped out of Selena’s mouth just as her tits came into view. She had a surprising set of breasts on her, both golden brown and swaying back and forth on her chest as her friend tugged her shirt away. As the dark haired singer pulled down her yoga pants, Taylor gave my cock a few experimental sucks of her own before nodding her head, apparently in agreement with whatever she and Selena had been talking about.

When she had both of us naked, Taylor pushed Selena’s chest towards me and then grabbed my cock. She placed me between her friend’s breasts and then squeezed them around my shaft. I immediately began fucking them while Selena looked over at her friend with an amused look on her face. “I can do it by myself,” she told the blonde.

Taylor playfully stuck her tongue out at her friend. “Just trying to help,” she mock pouted before releasing Selena’s tits.

“You’re the worst,” Selena giggled at her friend as she lifted her tits back up so that I could continue fucking them. Taylor just shrugged playfully at her.

I was starting to get slightly upset with how little I mattered to the two girls but seeing as how I was currently fucking Selena Gomez’s spectacular tits, I knew I’d get over it. But my pride would only let that it go on for so long. I reached down and grabbed onto the Latina girl’s tits myself, circling her nipples with my thumb as I thrust myself between her warm, soft orbs. I thrust up as far as I could until the tip of my cock-head was bumping against her chin and she finally picked up on the hint. Every time the tip of my prick burst through her cleavage, the dark haired beauty would suck it into her mouth and circle it with her tongue before it slipped back out again.

“Nice,” Taylor said, mostly to herself as she watched. The blonde beauty was on the floor leaning against the foot of the bed. Her long legs were spread wide with one curled on the floor and the other propped up with her knee bent. Her breathing was quietly ragged, her slender chest heaving and her nipples poking out from beneath her top. Her eyes were locked onto Selena’s chest and my cock fucking her friend's tits.

Her chin glistening with her saliva, Selena moaned out as I fucked her tits and thumbed her nipples. “I need more,” the naked girl said with a wicked glint in her eye as she stared up at me. I smiled back as I released her tits and moved back a half a step. She climbed up onto the bed on her hands and knees, both mine and Taylor's eyes locked into her thick ass. When she reached the middle of the bed she flopped down on her back, her tits jiggling wildly, and then playfully spread her legs. I smiled wide as I looked between her thighs at the already wet, pink treasure glimmering in the light. She kept a single tuft of dark hair just above her glistening slit and playfully used her fingers to toy with it.

I began to get up on the bed but Taylor stopped me. “I think I’m more qualified for this,” she said with an air of authority. Yeah, these two definitely had something more between them than just friends. She quickly threw her top off and then crawled up on the bed, her small, firm tits dangling below her as she got between Selena’s slender thighs.

As Taylor got comfortable on her stomach, I laid down on my side next to Selena. I grabbed on to her closest tit and began squeezing it like an udder as I latched onto her nipple with my mouth. The brunette girl moaned out as she grabbed my cock in one hand and her friend kissed her wet pussy before reaching up and grabbing her free tit. Selena’s naked body undulated beneath our hands and mouths as I licked her tits and Taylor licked her cunt. The dark haired Latina squirmed and writhed, gasping and moaning as we played with her willing body, her free hand entwining in her friend's blonde hair.

Selena chanted, “Yes, yes, yes…” as I sucked hungrily at her large tit and Taylor moved around between her legs. The blonde singer kept a firm hold on her friend's tit with one hand but I could see the other singer’s free hand working between the tan skinned beauty’s spread legs. I leaned up and kissed Selena again and she eagerly sucked my tongue back into her mouth. She panted into my mouth as her friend licked and sucked on her hot pussy and I could hear the wet, slurping sounds Taylor was making between her legs.

“That should do it,” Taylor announced as she sat up on her knees between Selena’s legs, “Your turn.” She and I switched places with her beside the brunette singer and me kneeling between her legs. “Now make sure you fuck my friend good,” she ordered, “I want her to forget all about her boyfriend.”

“Tayloooorrr…” Selena whined in embarrassment before Taylor bent over her chest and sucked a hard little nipple into her mouth.

I teased the Latina singer’s wet little hole with the tip of my cock causing her to gasp out and roll her hips up for me. Her body stayed in constant motion under Taylor's hands and mouth as I slipped myself into her hot cunt. She groaned out as I slowly sank into her, her wet, tight pussy parting around me as I penetrated her with slow, steady pressure. Her blonde friend reached down and lazily circled Selena’s hard little clit as I slowly filled her until my bloated balls were resting on her compacted ass-cheeks.

I kept myself fully buried inside of the brunette’s lush, rounded body as I started to fuck her, barely moving out an inch before sinking back in. I pinned her to the mattress, Taylor's hand trapped between our bodies as I ground myself against the dark haired beauty. Fully buried inside of Selena, I reach beneath her and grasped her plump ass and lifted her up on top of my thighs. She gasped out at the sudden change of position while Taylor kept on kissing and toying with the rest of her naked body.

With Selena’s ass resting on top of my legs, I began slipping in and out to her tightly gripping cunt, her slick juices gushing out and coating my thighs. She and Taylor held each other tight, their hands sliding over their bodies and the brunette girl trying to get the blonde’s pants off. The light haired singer released her hold on her friend and sat up on her knees and quickly peeled her pants down exposing her pale, pink pussy. She kept a short strip of darker pubic hair over her pussy lips that glistened with arousal.

I pulled my throbbing prick out of Selena’s churning cunt and wagged it at Taylor. She stared at it a moment before shrugging her shoulders and then leaning down over her friend's body. She quickly took me into her mouth and slurped me like an ice cream cone, licking her friend's tart juices off of my cock. When she had cleaned me she released me and then went be back to kissing and fondling Selena while I fucked the brunette beauty.

I used long, slow strokes to fuck Selena before pulling out and letting Taylor clean my shaft with her tongue. Eventually she simple kept a hold of my cock as I fucked her friend, tugging on me whenever she wanted a taste. The brunette singer moaned and groaned beneath us as we shared her horny body. The blonde singer bent down over her friend's body and began licking at the other girl’s clit as I continued fucking her. It was an uncomfortable position for me to be in, giving Taylor enough room, but the slight pain was nothing compared to the sight.

Taylor sat up and nudged Selena to one side of the bed forcing me to release my hold on the girl. The leggy blonde then laid down next to her friend and spread her slender thighs wide open and beckoned me with her finger. I slipped between her legs and sank my cock into her own warm, wet pussy while Selena quickly latched onto one of her mall tits with her mouth and began strumming her friend's clit with her fingers. I fucked Taylor slow and deep causing her to moan out until she pushed me off of her and motioned me to return to Selena.

As I began fucking Selena, Taylor gave us both directions until I was kneeling straight up holding her friend's ankles wide apart while the brunette girl squeezed her own tits. Then the blonde singer had me fuck her in the same position until Selena moved us around until I was scissoring Taylor. Then the Latina beauty had me fuck her the same way until the light haired girl had us move into another position.

Both girls rode me to their mutual orgasms, one riding behind the other with their hands buried between their friend’s legs as they slid up and down my pole. Then we took turns going down on one another, both girls sucking my cock and licking my balls before me and one of the girls ate out the other. Although Taylor seemed somewhat possessive with her friend's pussy leaving me to fuck the blonde from behind while she tongue fucked the brunette. Then the girls knelt on their hands and knees with I took turns fucking them from behind.

Between the two girls I had all the sex I would need for at least the next week. By the time I couldn't hold back my orgasm any longer I was nearly too exhausted to cum at all. I had my cock buried in Selena’s tight hole while I fingered Taylor and then quickly pulled out. I fisted my cock over their upturned asses until I exploded, covering the sculpted rear-ends with my hot load. I collapsed on my side while they giggled and laughed and licked their asses clean. I struggled to get my air back as I heard a knock on the bedroom door.

When she had seen me finish, Camren had rushed in dressed in a similar pair of overalls to mine. “Hollywood Pool Cleaners,” she announced. There had been more to the story I had introduced into Selena and Taylor's unconscious minds but judging by how easily they had leapt at the chance for a 3-way with a stranger I really doubted the two singers needed it. “Fuck it,” I mumbled at Camren as I rolled my old bones off the bed, “Just have at it already.”

As I started getting dressed, Selena and Taylor squealed with glee and excitedly beckoned for Camren to join them. With their nearly ferocious sexual appetites, how those two singers managed to keep their relationship secret from the Hollywood press, I had no idea. Meanwhile, I was to old for a go at a 4-way with the three celebrities so I went downstairs to make myself a sandwich and wait for Camren to finish.

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I had been feeling a bit queer since my short stay in America but the headaches hadn't started until about a week after I had returned to London. And it was another week until the dreams had started. At first I had awoken as if from a nightmare, blurry and half-remembering while covered in a cold sweat. Sleep was the only real cure for the headaches but as I began to remember more and more upon waking the worse I felt. The dreams weren’t exactly an odd occurrence given my real lack of dating but what was troubling was the fact that the headaches led to the dreams and that's what I found most unsettling.

As I began to remember my dreams more and more, the more and more detailed they became until every nap led to the most sweaty and sexually perverted dreams that anyone could ever possibly have. And they only occurred during my headaches. My brain would feel as if we’re throbbing in pain leaving me no choice but to lay my head down. Drowsiness would claim me leading to sleep, the only escape from the pain. And then the dreams would come. I would be sailing in a sea of naked flesh and warm caresses. Hot, moist skin rubbing against hot, moist skin. Wordless gasps and moans echoing through my mind. Were I a teenage boy it wouldn't have been so troublesome perhaps.

It had been days since the last occurrence and I had been able to put the dreams in the back of my mind as I worked. The London loft was a simple enough affair when I was in town for business and certainly large enough for one lone woman. When I had awoken this morning I had made due with only toast and coffee, far to pressed for time to prepare an entire meal. By lunch I had been sufficiently caught up with my work to have food delivered.

I made the call to my favorite little nook to have my meal delivered and then relaxed on my sofa to wait. I had barely sat down before the pain had started. In short order the pain had escalated to the point that I had forgotten all about my food before the delivery driver rang. The phone being beside the sofa, it was easy to simply buzz him in but the trip to the door took considerable more effort. By the time I had made it to the front door, my delivery driver had already made it up the three stories to my loft. And while spacious, my loft is nowhere near the size to justify that much time needed to walk across the living room.

When I opened the door the driver was checking the ticket. He looked at my face and then back down at the ticket and then back to my face. It was a common enough occurrence. “Don’t suppose I need to check if you’re Emma Watson or not,” the he said.

“No, no. I’m most assuredly me,” I told the lad with a smile. And he was a lad, maybe 16 if I was being generous. He had an unruly mop of dark hair underneath his red cap and the wish of a mustache under his nose. He wasn't much taller than me but he still had a few more years in him to grow. Beneath a jacket to match his cap I could tell he was still filling out and would probably wind up with a nice set of shoulders and chest. And I played no attention to the fact that I had just appraised a young boy on his physique. In point of fact, I was so busy “checking him out” that I completely missed what he had said the price would be.

By now my headache was roaring across my temples when I asked him to repeat himself and by the look of concern on his face when he repeated himself, it showed. I made a concerted effort to stand straight and smile at the poor boy, stuff upper lip and all that, and then realized that I had left my billfold by my couch. With worry I looked over my shoulder all the way back across the living room.

I must have looked quite the sight with the pained look on my face and dressed so casually in only a soft, cotton shirt and faded denim jeans. I looked back worriedly at the boy and he placed a reassuring hand on my shoulder. “Are you alright, mum?” he asked. My headache disappeared.

I straighten up in the doorway and arched my back while cocking my hips as I beamed at the boy. God help me I even twirled my hair with my finger. “Oh, you know how it is,” I said with a much chipper tone, “Just deciding how I should pay you. Won’t you come in?” He smiled with relief as I held the door open for him and he stepped across the threshold.

I took a good look at his tight arse as he stepped past me and I closed the door behind him. He turned around back at me and I’m afraid he caught me looking. I gave him a bashful smile before walking past him into my living room giving him a good look at my own arse. I sauntered and swayed to my billfold and then back again. While not wearing the most revealing of clothing, I made sure that he knew I was quite braless beneath my white shirt. He tried not to stare but I could clearly see his eyes crawling up and down my body as I approached.

“Here you go, luv,” I said as I gave him his money with one hand and took my food with the other. I caressed his hands with my fingertips, make him put forth a bit of effort to take the cash and get me to take the food. I was shameless. I could see a blush creep across his face as I touched him just the smallest amount and was filled with a sense of power because of it. With the smallest touch I could make this young boy do anything I wanted. But I wanted to do more than “the smallest touch”. This boy had a long life ahead of him still and I wanted him to remember me for the rest of it.

I relinquished the money and let the sack of food fall to the floor. He gulped visibly and it was the cutest thing ever. He looked so scared and aroused at the same time. “What’s your name, sugar?” I asked him as I lightly traced my fingertips across his chest.

“A… Aaron,” he stammered.

“Good name,” I told him and then dropped to my knees. With one hand I quickly unfastened his pants while I pushed him against the wall with the other. I truly doubted he would have tried to get away from me but he needed to know who was in charge. He wore a pair of dark blue jockey shorts and already had a considerable bulge forming. I ran my hand over the cotton wrapped prick as it quickly grew before yanking his knickers down along with his pants.

The boy’s prick jostled for a moment before coming to a stop, his head blood red and pulsing. I moaned in appreciation as I licked my lips, my appetite having changed. I ran my hands up his slender thighs, covered with peach fuzz, until my fingers encircled his vibrating rod. I looked up at him with a wicked gleam in my eyes as I nuzzled his shaft with my nose. I didn't move my hands, keeping my fingers circled around his base without touching his shaft. I blew lightly on the tip of his prick and watched as it grew a small pearl of pre-cum. The boy’s cock looked delicious and I smacked my lips together in hunger.

I bent below the young man’s throbbing prick and extended my tongue, licking his sack over one of his quivering balls before taking it into my mouth. Even there he hadn’t quite grown a man’s hair yet. I let the hard orb pop out do my mouth before taking in the other and sucking lightly. I picked all around his sack until it was gleaming with my saliva and his knees were quaking with desire.

As the young driver moaned out in need above me, I licked up the large vein running up the underside of his cock and I finally grasped the base. I tugged on him slowly as my tongue met his tip and my lips sucked in his pulsing head. He cried out and slammed his hands against my wall, perhaps in an attempt to hold himself up, my payment still in one hand. I circled the tip with my tongue before swallowing his entire length all at once, startling him and making him cry out.

I kept the young man in my throat as I swallowed around him, my tongue working back and forth around his shaft. He kept his hands and arms pressed against the wall, never touching me, letting me do all the work. I held his balls in my hand, massaging them with my nose pressed in his pubic hair. Finally I pulled by head back and let his prick out, swallowing a great gulp of air before attacking his cock again. Once more he cried out as my throat rippled around him and my tongue explored his shaft. I let him out again to breath before bobbing my head back and forth, fucking him with my mouth.

My lips were sealed tight around his girth as they slid up and down his shaft. My tongue never stopped working against him as I jerked his base with one hand and fondled his balls with the other. With a strange, hiccupping grunt he came, filling my mouth with his hot, silky cum that I eagerly swallowed. He knees quivered and nearly gave out as he pumped his load into me and I sucked out each and every delicious drop.

Finally Aaron's prick began to run dry although he stayed hard, and when I had everything he had to give, I released him from my mouth. I grabbed his pants and underwear and pulled them up as I stood. I politely tucked his still hard member back where I had found it and then took a step back. “Whoo. Thanks for that,” I told him politely with a pat on his shoulder. “Have a wonderful day,” I said as I opened the door and ushered him out with the cutest bewildered look on his adorable face.

It wasn't until I closed the door behind Aaron and then picked my food back up that I realized what I had done. “What the bloody fucking hell!?” I screamed to my empty loft.

To be continued…

[Nunzio Guerrero]

How do I do to start Reading from the beginning of chapter one?

[muhabba]

I thought it would be easier to just post the series in one thread rather than a new thread for every chapter. And I can see now the error of my ways by not posting at least a link to the previous two chapters. Sorry. Here's a link to chapter one: http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/celebrity-famous-tv-shows/49314-hollywood-hypnosneak-chap-01-kate-upton.html?highlight=hypnosneak

And chapter two: http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/celebrity-famous-tv-shows/49728-hollywood-hypnosneak-ch-02-hayden-pantrierre.html?highlight=hypnosneak

Sorry about that. Pleased to enjoy.

[Nunzio Guerrero]

No problem I just asked because I can't open the story from chapter one and then jump tho the others in one screen/window and thanks !

[muhabba]

No prob.

[muhabba]

This is a work of complete fiction. It just popped into my brain so I wrote it down and share it for free and make no money off of it. No one under legal age may read this, if you know what's good for you. No one over legal age should read this for the same reason. All characters used in this story are a parody of any real or fictional person. I don’t know Jennifer Love Hewitt, Camren Bicandova, Winona Ryder, Natalia Dyer, Maya Hawke, Sadie Sink, Millie Bobby Brown, Joe Keery, Finn Wolfhard, Noah Schnapp, Gaten Matarazzo, and Caleb McLaughlin or have anything to do with them. Comments are always welcome and appreciated and you should feel free to share.

Story Code: M/F, M/FFF, M/ff, F/FF, F/ff, F/M, F/mmmm, Gangbang, Orgy, First Time,

The Hollywood Hypnosneak Ch 08 Stranger Things
By Muhabba

“All I’m saying is that you could just hypnotize some movers and this would go a lot quicker,” Camren complained again as she took another box out to Jennifer's SUV.

“It's not that simple,” I told her. Again. “It's easier for someone to lose track of what they did for a few hours than faking a work order for an afternoon. There's no paperwork involved in what we usually do but there is in hiring someone whether they forget about it or not.”

“Yes, Master,” Jennifer said in agreement but I was pretty sure she was being sarcastic.

“Besides, it’s Jennifer's fault,” I added.

“There is nothing I can do about my husband wanting to come back home to be with his wife and family,” Jennifer said back.

“Couldn't we just…” Camren started.

“We can't just hypnotize everybody,” I groaned.

“That's how we got caught last time,” Jennifer told the smaller actress.

Which was technically true. It was one of several reasons I had gone to prison. Every day while incarcerated I had listed all of my sins and all the ways I could avoid them next time. It was a long list. The only reason I hadn't gotten more jail time was that I had done my level best to blank out my subjects minds after I was done playing with them. The closet anyone had gotten in recognizing me was by saying, “Hey, it's that one guy.” It was by far the most used name in Hollywood. It was easy to recognize an actor but actors and celebrities were constantly rolling through managers and agents and assistants. I had no wish in becoming a celebrity myself, only in fucking them and making some money off of them. Eventually.

But I knew better now. I wouldn't make the same mistakes again.

But as it was, there would be no working today. Jennifer's family was coming back home which meant that I was going to have to live fully in my shitty office. As yet, I only had one person in my pocket, Katy Perry's manager or whatever the old fart was. Selena Gomez was firmly in Disney territory which meant that, by association, so was Taylor Swift. And if you thought the way I used celebrities was bad, you have no idea what Disney could do. Those lifelike animatronic attractions that the parks have? Yeah, there's a reason they look like real people. I was brave enough to dip my toe in Disney's pool but that was all.

So with Katy’s resource I was able to get a bit of money and a bit of street cred for my services, both as a feminist hypnotist and a celebrity pimp. Although I really only had Camren Bicondova, Kate Upton, Katy Perry, and Hayden Panettiere to offer. With her family back, it was too easy for Jennifer to get caught stepping out for me to use her. But once I sold the videos I had made I’m sure I’d be right back on top in no time.

“These boxes are so heavy,” Camren whined.

I glanced over and saw which one of the boxes she was carrying and heard Jennifer laughing. “Yes, I know. My equipment is old, out of date, and analog. If either of you know a quicker way of embezzling money so that I can upgrade, let me know.”

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The jokes about my equipment continued through the rest of the afternoon. By the time we were finished moving me in completely it was nearly time for dinner and still the jokes continued. It wasn't until I had moved the last box in that I noticed Camren and Jennifer.

The two actresses were completely at ease with one another. Laughing and giggling and whispering. They’s pass one another with a soft touch. There wasn't anything sexual in the way they were interacting. Which was odd. Our entire relationship was based around sex but here they were, just legitimately enjoying one another's company. That wasn't something I had programed into them. It was unnerving.

Camren excitedly began unpacking my equipment, asking what each item was as if she had no idea and was on an anthropology trip to the West Indies or something. Jennifer found it amusing as hell. “You're just lucky that ‘Retro’ is in right now,” she said.

“What's that mean?” I asked as I kicked boxes out of my way.

“It means that everything old is new again,” Jennifer added helpfully as she started unpacking my clothes, “Which is good news for your wardrobe.”

“It's all over the TV and movies and stuff,” Camren said off-handedly, “There's entire shows built around it.”

“Humph,” I muttered as I continued kicking boxes off to the side.

“Here, let me show you,” Camren said before handing me a her phone with a picture of the streaming show Stranger Things and it's cast on the screen.

I took her phone and looked at the pic. I recognized one cast member and was intrigued by the rest. Retro indeed.

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Using mostly Jennifer's contacts, it took me three days to get into contact with Winona Ryder. I had known her very intimately, several times, before going to jail. And if her commands held up the same that Jennifer's had held up, I’d get to know her again. I used my office phone to call Winona’s private number hoping to bypass any managers or agents or hanger-ons. She picked up on the fourth ring and it was time to test my talent.

I gave her a simple greeting with a simple command from years ago. I introduced myself with my new identity as a feminist hypnotist and waited for her reply to the command. It was a simple post-hypnotic suggestion to gauge whether she was alone or not. She indicated with her reply that she was alone at home which, by itself, wasn't proof that the suggestion had worked but it did open the door to find out.

I gave Winona the next command phrase that I had installed in all my conquests and waited. She mumbled something under her breath that I didn't catch so I repeated the command but added some well placed clicks with my tongue. Every person out under hypnotic sway reacted differently according to the circumstances when they were first put under. In Winona’s case it had been at a loud nightclub that had necessitated leaning in close to her ear. Much like tapping in the back of the couch for Emma Watson, the clicking had eased Winona into a deeper control later. But was it still buried in her subconscious or had it withered and died over they years?

I could hear her mumbling and talking to herself under her breath and waited. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Camren still digging through my stuff while Jennifer waited with me. Finally Winona gave me the reply command back and I nearly hooted with joy. Just like with Jennifer my commands had stood the test of time. I set up an appointment for her to come by so I could shore up my old commands and give her my new ones and then hung up. “Ha!” I cheered happily, “They still worked. Analog wins the day!”

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Two days later while both Jennifer and Camren were back in their respective homes, Winona stopped by my office. With her dark hair and wide eyes she still had her winsome appearance along with her impressive bust. Even with all the years gone by she only had a few wrinkles added to her beautiful face. She was dressed more demurely than she had when she was younger but who doesn't as they grow older. Her business casual jacket and skirt didn't reveal a great deal of flesh but she had never been one to show off. Her simple blouse only had the first couple of buttons undone but that didn't stop her impressive cleavage from being visible.

She sat on the couch and I immediately started the light show on my computer screen along with my white noise cassette tape. As far as she was concerned this was a business meeting as we began to chit-chat while I joined her in the couch. With a couple of words I placed her into a deep, comfortable, soothing, very suggestive sleep. I strengthened my old commands and was impressed by how well they had stood up to the test of time. Then I started giving her new commands and found something was off. I wasn't the only one in Winona’s brain.

Hypnotizing celebrities was nothing new but the commands I found sitting around in Winona’s head were indeed something new. And if I didn't know better, very recent. So not only were other hypnotists still around, they were operating on a whole new level. Gone were the post-hypnotic suggestions of my time, now it appeared they were laser chiseled into her brain. I doubt anything I could do could possibly break these new commands. It amazed me how out of touch I was. This new process seemed straight out of science fiction. Someone had, for all intents and purpose, rewired Winona’s brain. It was something I would have to be careful around and look in to. Afterwards. I had plans to attend to first.

I gave Winona her new commands and then began taking my clothes off as I waited for her to slowly come around. When I was completely naked I began stripping her as she began to wake up. By the time she was fully awake I had her large, full tits in my hands and was sucking noisily at one of her nipples. Her breasts were still lovely and firm as she moaned out lustfully. She held my head to her chest as I moved from large tit to large tit, sucking noisily and using my hands to press them against my face.

I stood up and presented my cock to her and she cooed in lust at the sight of me throbbing in front of her. She quickly took me into her hands and began jerking me off as she licked the tip of my cock. I ran my fingers through her short, dark hair as she sucked me into her mouth and bobbed back and forth, rubbing her tongue along my shaft. It was my turn to groan out as she expertly deep throated me, holding my balls in her hands. It appeared that in all the years I had missed, Winona was still the expert cock-smith that she had always been.

She swallowed around my meat before taking me out of her mouth and looking up at me with her large, doe eyes. She smiled wickedly at me while licking her lips before taking me back into her mouth. She sucked in half of my length and then held me there, massaging me with her tongue while jerking me off. I groaned in pleasure again before she took me out and presented her chest to me. She held up her large, pillow-y breasts and wrapped them around my dick and I quickly grabbed into her tits.

I quickly began fucking Winona’s tits as she giggled wantonly. She leaned back against the couch with her arms spread, just letting me enjoy myself as I fucked myself between her firm orbs. I thumbed her hard nipples and she moaned for me as I pumped myself faster and faster against her chest. I could have gladly cum then but I wanted to see her tits work more before I finished.

I pulled her off the couch and then sat down, leaning back with my arms spread, mirroring her. She smiled down at me and twitched her shoulders causing her breasts to sway hypnotically for a moment. She climb on, straddling my hips as she gripped my pole and held it up between her spread thighs. She rubbed the tip of me between the heated juncture of her legs and we both groaned out at the same time. She lowered herself down until she had swallowed the first inch of me, enough to keep me planted inside of her before releasing her grip and then holding onto my shoulders.

Winona rocked herself back and forth bit by bit, building up enough moisture to take more and more of me inside of her. She gave cute little gasps every time she took a bit more of my prick into her hot little cunt. As she worked I kept my eyes firmly locked on her tits as they moved on her chest. With every inch of me she managed to envelop her tits moved more and more until she finally managed to take all of me inside of her body.

As the seasoned star rode me, my eyes remained locked on her amazing tits as they swayed and jiggled, moving faster and faster like ballasts on her chest. As she moved down, her tits remained up for a quick moment before gravity grabbed hold of them. As she moved up, her tits remained low until they conquered gravity and sprung up. And as she moved left or right, her tits were always just a moment slower before rushing to catch up to her thrusting body. And since I no longer had access to a television, what better thing to watch to wile away a lonesome afternoon.

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Winona Ryder was once a major Hollywood powerhouse and if she had wanted to bring an anonymous middle-aged man into a studio lot nobody would have stopped her. But that was then and this was now which meant that she had to sneak me in. Since I was only able to work in quick spurts it took me a week to set everything up. Which wasn't easy with my old analog equipment. With all the digital technology it was a bit of a deal to hide my own out of date technology around the lot. But, luckily, Stranger Things was a show all about nostalgia and old school audio/visual equipment.

It took a week and I was ready to go. Winona brought the first girls to me to make it easier to get the other two girls. Natalia Dyer was a slender, winsome girl with large eyes and dark, curly hair. She had a strangely androgynous body much like a pre-adolescent but it really worked for her and I was anxious to see what she looked like naked.

Then with Natalia’s help, Winona brought the second girl to me, Maya Hawke. Like Winona, I was intimately familiar with Maya’s mother, Uma Thurman and looked forward to a time I could get the two of them alone with me. Like her mother, Maya’s breasts were large and animated, jiggling with the slightest movement. She had dark, straight, shoulder length hair and freckles sprinkled across her tomboy-ish face. This afternoon kept getting better and better.

With the first three actresses under control it was time to take the last two. It was a cute little scenario that I had came up with after watching a video online with Camren. A video about a backroom casting couch. It was with this that I would get the last two co-stars, Millie Bobby Brown and Sadie Sink.

The next day I set the cameras rolling just as Winona, Maya, and Natalia brought the last two girls in. Millie was a slender built brown haired teenager who tried to dress as glamorously as possible while Sadie was a red haired little teenager already with more curves than her friend. This was going to be the video that finally got me back into Hollywood's good graces.

The spacious room was set up with a large couch, a broad desk, and a sturdy chair. Plenty of room for the six of us. Winona and Natalia brought in Millie and Sadie who was then followed by Maya. The three older actresses knew where the cameras were hidden and knew where to stand. They showed the two younger actresses to the couch and then took their places. I was behind the desk with two cameras on either side of me and a hand-held model on the desk. Winona introduced me as a new producer and I greeted the girls.

“It’s a pleasure to meet the two of you,” I said as bright and cheerfully as I could. They greeted me back as they sat on the couch, their feet dangling just above the floor. I explained the cameras and the lights and told them to just treat this as an audition.

“But we’re already on the show,” Millie pointed out.

“Yeah. Millie’s the star,” Sadie agreed.

Millie was wearing a frilly blouse with shiny metallic thread shot through the fringe. She also wore artfully distressed denim Capri jeans and sparkling pink sneakers. Sadie was dressed far more casually with a simple green T-shirt and jeans along with care worn sneakers. They were both so fucking cute.

“The audition isn’t about you getting the parts,“ I began to explain, “It’s about the new story lines coming up in the next season.”

“What new story lines?” Sadie asked.

“Yeah. We already got the new scripts and story lines,” Millie agreed.

“It's not a big deal,” I assured them, “We just wanted to make sure the two of you were prepared…”

“I’ve already got my lines memorized,” Sadie interrupted.

“I understand…” I started.

“And I’ve already started running lines with the boys,” Millie chimed in.

“Yes, yes…” I said, trying to get the “audition” started, “It just that the maturity of your characters…”

“I’ve already kissed Finn,” Millie said about her male co-star.

“And I’ve had to kiss Calab,” Sadie agreed.

“Yes, I understand…” I said, admitting to myself that I’d already lost control of the conversation. It is really hard to hypnotize two teenage girls into fucking you if they wouldn't listen.

“I think what he's trying to say is,” Winona chimed in with a smirk.

“He wants to know if you can act more mature,” Maya helped.

“Rather than just acting like you had when you were younger,” Natalia finished.

“Oh, that,” Sadie said dismissively.

“That'll be easy,” Millie agreed.

I had to get control of the conversation again if I wanted to control the girls. “Then give us a kiss,” I said suddenly.

The girls immediately quieted and stared at me blankly. For the first time since the girls had entered the room it was quiet. The white noise finally had somewhere to go so it could do it's work combined with the lights of the camera. Like the sound of the white noise, the strobe barely registered and was easily ignored by the conscious mind.

“Wha?” Millie… I don't know, intoned maybe? It was barely a word. Her mouth stayed open in shock and I couldn't wait to get my cock past this lips and across that tongue.

“What?” Sadie said fully.

I let the silence go on for a minute before continuing. “As you’ve both said, you've kissed already but those were really juvenile kisses. As older young women, kissing is quite different,” I instructed.

Millie and Sadie stared blankly at me and then at each other. I nodded my head to Maya and Natalia.

“It's easy, girls,” Natalia said chipperly.

“Like this,” Maya added before leaning close to Natalia. They each slid a hand behind one another's heads as they leaned in closer until their lips met. It was a small, open mouth kiss without any tongue but they did press their chests together. Maya’s larger endowments swallowed Natalia’s smaller, perkier breasts.

It was a short kiss and then both of the slightly older actresses broke away and looked happily at the two teenage girls.

“Very good,” Winona told the younger actresses before looking over at the two teenage girls in the couch, “Just like that.”

Once again, the two teenage girls stared blankly at one another before Sadie asked, “Do I…?”

“Or me…?” Millie wondered at her friend.

The two girls took a look around the room and we all stared back as if nothing was amiss and this was just another day at work. Slowly their heads turned back until they were staring at one another.

“Should I…?” Millie started.

“I guess I could…” Sadie interrupted. She raised her hand up and took Millie by the back of her head and pulled her friend closer. The brunette girl opened her mouth slightly just as their lips met. Unlike the older girls they didn’t press their chests together but they kissed for longer. The four of us were completely silent as we watched the two teenage girls kiss, their pink lips pressed wetly together.

Sadie was the first to break the kiss, her eyes somewhat dazed as her friend stared back at her. They both blushed deeply before quickly looking away from each other and giggling. I let out a deep breath I didn’t even know I was keeping as I relaxed. We had finally gotten started.

“Very good, girls,” Winona said in a very matronly way. She went over and sat on one side of the couch with the girls while I got up from behind the desk.

“I think this is moving on quiet well,” I said as I went and stood with Natalia and Maya. “You girls are acting very mature for you ages,” I congratulated them.

“Thank you, sir,” Millie giggled in her posh English accent.

“Now let us move along,” Winona said to the two blushing girls as she nodded towards me.

I stood between Natalia and Maya and slid my arms around their waists, holding them close to me. I leaned over and gave the more slender Natalia a deep kiss, our tongues caressing as she pressed her slight chest against me. I then leaned over and kissed Maya next, holding her close as she rubbed herself against me, her large tits pressed against my side through her top. Natalia then nuzzled between us and I bent up allowing the two girls to kiss as they continued rubbing up against me.

It was a long, slow kiss, their tongues visibly sliding in and out of their mouths as Millie and Sadie watched, their own mouths gaping open in surprise. When Natalia and Maya finally broke the kiss they straightened up on either side of me and looked over at the two girls. I smiled like a patient teacher at the two teenagers and said, “Okay, girls, your turn.”

Millie and Sadie peered up at Winona with a slight look of confusion on their young faces. “It's okay, girls,” the older actress said with a reassuring smile, “It’s all part of Hollywood.”

The girls looked at one another and then shrugged. Millie moved first and grasped Sadie’s slender shoulders and leaned in boldly. The young red head moved in as well and gripped her friend’s slender waist as their lips met. The two girls tried to do what they had seen the two older actresses do. Their tongues wrestled wildly and it was obvious that this was their first times. The teenagers soon built up a small sheen of saliva around their mouths as their tongues worked feverishly.

The kiss ended in a fit of girlish giggles as Sadie and Millie broke apart. They wiped the drool from their mouths which caused even more giggles and the two teenagers barely noticed as Winona moved and sat down on the couch between them. I pulled Natalia and Maya closer and they wrapped their arms around me while on the couch the older actress did the same to the two girls.

“Okay, girls, follow me,” I said before leaning over and kissing Natalia. Maya quickly moved in and I kissed her before letting her and the other actress kiss while I looked over at the couch. Both Millie and Sadie watched us before Winona bent down and kissed Millie. It was a long, slow, deep kiss that the red haired girl watched intently before leaning in and kissing the older actress herself. Wrapped in my arms, Natalia and Maya kissed deeper, running their free arms up and down one another's bodies. As Millie broke into Winona’s kiss in order to kiss Sadie, I slid my hands down and cupped the other two actresses’ asses.

I squeezed Natalia and Maya’s asses hard causing them to moan into one another’s busy mouths. The slender girl’s ass was tight and taunt while the more voluptuous girl’s ass was more like the rest of her, round and fleshy. As I fondled the two older girls, the two younger girls were now running their hands up and down one another's arms. Winona’s hands were sliding up and down the two teenagers’ sides to their hips and back up. I winked at the older woman to let her know it was time to move on.

I pulled Natalia’s top out of her pants causing Maya to coo in anticipation as Winona pulled her own top up at the same time. The two younger girls stared in wonder at the older actress’s large endowments while Natalia pulled her co-star’s top off as well. Millie and Sadie slowly, tentatively began to stroke Winona’s bra encased beasts while their older co-stars began kissing them again while they began grasping one another's tits. With a deft snap of my fingers I had my two actresses bras off while on the couch Winona cupped her two actresses against her considerable chest.

Natalia and Maya giggled as they continued to kiss and press the chests together, embracing in front of me. I watched the three co-stars on the couch as Sadie and Millie pulled down the cups of Winona’s bra. The two young girls quickly latched onto the older actress’s nipples with their mouths, squeezing the firm orbs with their small hands. Winona gasped and moaned in pleasure as the two teenage girls sucked hungrily on her tits. I gently pushed Maya and Natalia towards the couch and began shedding my clothes.

I was so excited that I was nude by the time the two actresses were across the room. I picked up the portable camera and leaned against the desk to record the all girl orgy across from me. Winona was completely topless by the time that Maya was sitting beside Millie and Natalia was sitting beside Sadie. The two teenage girls were both moaning lustfully into Winona tits as they licked, sucked and nibbled. The two older actresses’ hands began flowing over the two younger girls’ bodies causing Millie and Sadie to start giggling girlishly with excitement. And my camera was catching it all.

Winona let the two younger girls strip the two teens while she began tugging at the older actresses’ pants. Sadie had a nice, larger set of tits than Millie who already had a nice palm full. When the young British girl was finally completely naked my camera zoomed in on her long, willowy figure with surprisingly nice looking legs and a high, taunt ass. Sadie’s naked body was already nicely formed for her age with a small waist and wide hips. And Natalia and Maya seemed to enjoy the girls’ bodies as well.

Natalia’s hands and lips had Sadie moaning and squirming on the couch but the younger actress refused to release her hold on Winona’s tit. Millie quickly had her slender thighs spread wide for Maya as the older actress ran her hands up the insides of the English actress’s coltish legs to her pink, dewy cunt. Winona eventually yanked down her two co-stars’ pants requiring the group the release one another in order to strip everyone completely.

With everyone naked, Winona reclined on the couch with her thighs spread. Millie and Sadie sat on top of her spread thighs, straddling them so the could rub rheir hot teenage cunts against her. With their young bodies twisted to their sides, the two youngest actors were able to still latch onto Winona’s heavy tits while Maya and Natalia were on their hands and knees on the floor in front of the three of them. The oldest actress had her arms wrapped around the two youngest actresses allowing her hands between their spread legs to finger their pink little pussies. The two middling aged actresses moved from side to side, their lips, tongues, and fingers delving between their three co-stars’ legs to finger and tongue their gushing cunts.

My camera and I moved back and forth in front of their couch zooming in on Natalia’s unturned ass, Maya’s large, dangling tits, Millie’s stretched, lean body, Sadie’s more curvy, ripe body, and Winona’s more mature, voluptuous endowments. I moved and twisted around the couch capturing everything with my camera. Every finger and tongue. Every moan and groan. Every twitch and shudder. Every pink, moist hole. Every orgasm as the women ruined the couch. My cock was throbbing painfully as I recorded the small all girl orgy.

Maya was the first to notice me. She pulled herself out from between Sadie’s sticky thighs and grabbed a hold of my cock with both hands. She jacked me hard for a couple of strokes before swallowing half of me in one go. Her plump lips stretched around my shaft as she ran her wet tongue along my shaft. Her head bobbed back and forth as she gave me a very enthusiastic blow-job and reached back over to her red haired co-star and slipped her fingers back between the teenage girl’s spread, pale thighs.

Natalia was bent over sucking on Sadie’s plump tits while the older actress fingered Millie. I cupped the back of Maya’s head with one hand as she blew me while I ran my free hand over Natalia’s up-turned ass. I probed her puckered asshole with my thumb as she eagerly nursed on her red-haired co-star’s adolescent breasts.

As the teenage girls sucked on her tits and fingered her gooey cunt, Winona reached around the group moving and directing them for the cameras. I zoomed in on Maya’s eager face as he sucked my prick before the older actress prodded the group around the couch. Winona wrapped Millie and Sadie’s hands around my spit wet prick and directed them to jerk me off while Natalia ducked between my legs and began licking my balls.

The two teenage girls stared in wonder at my cock as they tugged on my shaft. It was obviously the first prick they had ever seen and I placed my hands on my hips and stood proudly for them and the camera. Granted they’d never remember this but I’d have the tape and I wanted to be presentable. Meanwhile, Maya’s tongue was deep in Millie’s ass and Winona’s fingers were plunging in and out of Sadie’s drooling cunt.

My cock quickly became the center of attention and we all moved around so everybody could get a good feel. Millie and Sadie were enthralled by Maya cupping her tits together and then letting my fuck them. The young British girl was a bit upset when she found out that she didn't have the endowments to let me fuck her tits and mock-pouted when her red haired friend wrapped her larger breasts around my shaft so I could fuck them. Millie did manage to participate by stroking my dangling balls while Sadie gave me a ride with her firm, young tits.

Winona and Maya entertained themselves while Natalia taught Sadie and Millie how to suck my dick. The older actress laid back in the couch with her legs spread while her younger co-star laid between her thighs. Their large breasts were pressed together, bulging out from their sides as they vigorously fingered one another.

Natalia knelt in front of me with Millie on one side and Sadie on the other. Natalia took my cock-head between her lips and circled it with her tongue before letting it pop out of her mouth. She then explained what she had done to Millie who then repeated the action before handing me off to Sadie. The red-head took me into her warm, moist mouth before giving me back to Natalia. The older actress licked me up and down my shaft like I was a ice cream cone before handing me back to the English teenage girl. Millie licked me up and down before giving me to Sadie and let her lick me before the other two joined back in. The three girls licked my shaft until it was gleaming with their warm saliva while Winona and Maya brought one another to orgasm on the couch.

Maya, Winona, and Natalia moved around on the couch while the naked teenage girls took turns sucking my dick. Natalia and Maya got comfortable in a 69 while Winona crawled over to me and the two girls. The older actress knelt behind Millie and wrapped her arms around the young actress. She began toying with the younger girl’s small tits with one hand and fingering Millie’s wet, pink cunt with the other. I gripped the young English girl’s head and began fucking her mouth while Sadie began massaging my dangling balls.

I took my turn fucking Sadie’s eagerly sucking mouth before the four girls all climbed back onto the couch. Their lips, tongues, hands, and fingers ran over their flush, naked bodies as I filmed until I couldn't wait any more. I didn't really care who it belonged too but I started fucking the first hole I could find. I grabbed onto her slim hips and began thrusting deep inside of her tight cunt causing her to moan into the juncture of one of her co-star’s spread thighs.

It wasn't until I made her cum that I realized I was fucking Natalia. Her slender body slid forward until my cock popped out of her wet pussy. She was quickly lost in the writhing pile of female flesh and I went searching for my next hole. Millie’s mouth was the closest open hole and I quickly plugged it. She was angled away from me and as I thrust into her my sensitive cock-head rubbed against the inside of her cheek as she fingered Sadie. Maya wrapped her hand around the base of my prick and jerked me off into her British co-star’s sucking mouth as the older girl tongue-fucked Winona’s ass.

As the girls moved around the couch I continued to follow and film. Maya and Winona held Millie’s coltish legs wide open for me to move in. I slowly slid my dick into the teen’s tightly clutching pussy as Natalia rubbed the young girl’s clit and Sadie sucked on the British girl’s small tits. I zoomed in on the young girl’s pink lips stretched around my shaft as I pumped into her and she moaned in pleasure. Millie gasped and moaned in pleasure as I and her co-stars fucked her until she cried out and came, her teenage cunt gushing over us.

Winona moved the group around again along with me until I was sitting on the couch. Sadie sat on my lap facing away from me as she rode my throbbing pole. I zoomed in on her pale, teenage ass as her plump body pumped up and down on my cock while I used my free hand to reach around her. I cupped one of her jiggling tits while Millie licked and sucked her other firm breast. Natalia licked at the teenage girl’s hard little clit while Winona and Maya sat in either side of me watching intently.

Maya wound up on her back on the couch with me between her legs. I fucked her boiling cunt as I filmed her large tits jiggling with every thrust. Millie and Sadie helped between the older actress’s spread thighs while behind me Winona tongue fucked Natalie to another shuddering orgasm. Sweat and cum drenched the couch as Natalie came down from her orgasmic high and Maya came on her own.

When everyone in the group was well and truly fucked, I gathered the group of sweat slick, panting girls onto the couch and stood above them with the camera in one hand and my cock in the other. The girls held their mouths open with their tongues out, giggling and eagerly waiting for me. With a grunt I came, painting their upturned faces with my thick, white seed. I made sure to coat them all equally, spraying their faces and tongues as I emptied my balls on them.

It had taken some real work to set up this little scenario but once the video was edited it would set me back up in Hollywood. I was back in complete control.

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It hadn’t taken me much effort to get onto the lot, I pretty much just had to walk in and ask for a Visitor’s Pass. The only real problem had been trying to arrange a meeting with the four co-stars of Stranger Things. It’s not like a teenage boy just hangs around waiting on anything. Every time the director yelled “Cut” the boys were gone. And since I didn't want Jennifer Love Hewitt listed as requesting a meeting with four teenage boys I couldn't exactly arrange a official meeting. I had to be low-key.

First I found a unused bedroom set, then I set about finding the boys. A low cut blouse allowed me to grabbed their attention until they were all collected. It took about two hours of running around the studio to collect them all. I haven't had to work this hard to get laid since I was fifteen.

After finally corralling the boys I introduced myself. I wasn’t really surprised that they didn't really know me since they were a bit outside of my demographic but the low cut blouse had gotten them interested. I had brought my Master’s laptop and sat on the bed with it on my lap. My cleavage above the screen kept the four boys fixated until they were properly programmed. Then I turned Finn Wolfhard, Noah Schnapp, Gaten Matarazzo, and Caleb McLaughlin into men.

I used the boys in every position I could think of and, bless young boys, they stayed hard through all of it. We finally wound up with Finn in his back and his cock up my ass in a reverse cowgirl. While Finn fucked my ass Caleb was buried in my churning pussy as I thrust my hips between the two of them. Noah fucked my tits while Gaten fucked my mouth, all of them cumming over and over.

The four boys filled me with their tasty, thick loads over and over, my body shivering and twitching in bliss. The fake bed held up remarkably well as they fucked me over and over until we were all a sweaty mess. I squealed and gurgled with joy as the boys fucked every square inch of me until my body was aching in pleasure.

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Yes my master told me that hypnotism can’t fix everything and that we have to be careful. But he was using it to get laid and I knew that Jennifer was sneaking onto the Stranger Things lot so why shouldn't I? And besides, Joe Keery is soooo cute. I just had to run my fingers through that hair of his while he fucked me.

I may have let my career slip a bit since joining with Master but the name Camren Bicondova still got me onto the lot. I asked around until I found Joe and then followed him back to his trailer. I took a quick peek around before slipping inside and locking the door behind me. He was really surprised to see me but I had my whole story planned out. I pulled out my phone with Master’s tape recorded white noise on it out of my pocket and turned it on while Joe yelled at me.

I turned the volume up as loud as it would go but Joe was pretty loud on his own. If he couldn't hear the static then the program couldn't work. I tried to calm him down but he was really upset that I had just walked in and wouldn’t stop yelling about it. I couldn't even tell him the story I had made up to explain why I was in his trailer because he wouldn't let me get a word in edgewise.

This was a lot harder than I thought it would be but I couldn't ask for help. Master didn't know I was here and Jennifer didn't know I had followed her. And since Joe wouldn't stop telling long enough for me to hypnotize him what I did next was kinda his fault. I punched him in the stomach. I felt soooo bad but it worked. Knocking the air out of him meant he stopped yelling and hopefully would let the program sink in before he recovered.

“I am so sorry,” I told Joe as I took him by the hand and led him over to his bed, “You’ll forget all about it here in a minute.” I stood him beside his bedroom and began unfastening his jeans, “I really am a big fan.” I yanked his jeans and jockey shorts down before pushing him onto the side of the bed. I sat my phone on the bedside table and then got on my knees between his legs.

I reached up and grabbed Joe’s prick and hissed with joy. It was everything I had hoped it would be. “Trust me, you’re gonna love this,” I told him before popping him into my mouth. He tasted delicious and I was so glad that my master had found me and changed my life.

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It took me a couple of days to recover from my jaunt to the Stranger Things lot. I wasn't as young as I used to be and it took a lot to please five women all at once. It’s only good manners to make sure all of your partners are satisfied before you leave and I always programmed good manners into my partners. Not only did I have to satisfy all five partners but each star felt the need to satisfy all five partners as well. Good manners are exhausting.

Winona called me in the afternoon to thank her for her feminist hypnotist session and said that she hadn’t felt so empowered in years. So now I had Winona and her co-stars, Hayden Panettiere, Katy Perry, and Kate Upton in my stable of contacts. Plus I had video of our encounters, not to mention Camern’s encounter with Emma Watson, to use to advertise my services. All it would take would be a couple of weeks of editing and I’d be prepared.

But I still had to be careful. By now there was no way the FED’s couldn't realize I’d slipped off of their radar and plus, there appeared to be hypnotists still around. And operating on levels I couldn't compare to yet. The commands in Winona’s brain had been extremely clever and extremely permanent. I’d left her alien commands alone and simply worked around them but that still didn't mean I had gotten away clean. I had learned that no matter how clean you thought you were, there was always some thread left dangling. The trick was to prepare for failure. I had learned that lesson when the judge had found me guilty.

So now I had three weekend projects: Edit the videos, prepare for the FED’s to find me, and prepare to meet some new hypnotist allies or enemies. It's such hard work being me.

To be continued…

[muhabba]

This is a work of complete fiction. It just popped into my brain so I wrote it down and share it for free and make no money off of it. No one under legal age may read this, if you know what's good for you. No one over legal age should read this for the same reason. All characters used in this story are a parody of any real or fictional person. I don’t know Camren Bicandova or Chloe Moretz, nor have anything to do with them. Comments are always welcome and appreciated and you should feel free to share.

Story Code: M/FF, Mind Control, Anal

The Hollywood Hypnosneak Ch 09 Chloe Moretz/Hit-Girl
By Muhabba

“But I’m ready to do my own,” Camren whined at me. We were in my office/apartment and we were fully dressed. Which was an oddity for us, whenever she came to visit, by now I usually had my tongue up her ass. But I had been worried about her. Not really on a personal level but rather on a professional level.
Every since Camren’s show, “Gotham”, had ended, her career had become somewhere lackluster. Which, I’ll fully admit was mostly my fault. Camren Bicondova had been an up and coming star but now she was obsessed with becoming her own hypnotist. More power towards her I’d usually say but with her career in decline she was professionally about where I was now, in a shitty apartment trying to break back into “The Business”.
Teaming back up with my assistant, Jennifer Love Hewitt, had let me get my foot in the door but now Jennifer’s personal life was far too well known for her to assist me full time. Which was what Camren had been for. But Camren’s tastes had evolved into less “Assistant Celebrity-Fucker” and more “Celebrity-Stalker”.
“I’m completely ready,” she continued to whine.
I think the only reason I eventually agreed was because I was bored. So far I had Hayden Panettiere but she was going through some drama with her home life. Kate Upton had returned after having her baby but was off on a modeling gig so she was out of reach. And Katy Perry was currently growing her own spawn so she was out for another few months at least. Jennifer was off with her husband and kid leaving me here to entertain Camren by myself. I still had a few hours of video to edit before I could show my talents to the Hollywood elite, offering them their fantasies of choice with whichever celebrity they wanted. So finally I caved and let out a defeated sigh. “Fine, fine. Who do you want this time?”
With no hesitation, Camren excitedly said, “Chloe Moretz!”
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Back in my heyday, Camren’s request would have been easy. I had my own production sets set up inside of an old apartment building that I had not officially owned, each apartment a different, private filming studio. The client would be brought in, given a key, sent up to the appropriate apartment and then they would fuck their celebrity of choice. I had none of those things now. But to make up for it I had Camren fuck the landlord so we could use the apartment next door.
Next came getting Chloe Moretz, A-List actress. She was a short young woman with honey colored hair, a beautiful face, and plump lips that were made to be wrapped around my cock. She had an athletic build with broad shoulders, small breasts, and a terrific ass. Camren had good tastes.
I cobbled together my analog equipment into a camera with a special flash. This was going to take some time. Everywhere that Chloe went a crowd would form around her, filled with fans and paparazzi. And us.
Every appearance that Chloe had, we followed her. The moment she got out of her car we took a picture, the flash reflected in her eyes. Every time she walked into or out of a studio, we were there. Every time she went out with her friends or family, we were there. Every day for three weeks.
The camera flash was actually a projector with an ultra high-speed shutter. I pressed the button and the color and flash variant would capture her eyes’ attention while the flash wrote my professional name on her brain. Instead of a quick open and shut to expose the film to light, the shutter send out a hypnotic morose code signal straight to her brain. I kept my office calls forwarded to my cell phone and carried it everywhere with us, ready for our star to want to make an appointment as we stalked her. And finally Chloe came.
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Chloe was my first walk-in and I wondered what she thought of not only my office but the office building and the kinda sketchy neighborhood. I was behind my desk editing when she walked in. She looked hesitant and I knew it was because she didn't know if she was supposed to knock or not. I stood up and gave her my most charming smile. “Welcome, welcome,” I said as I walked around my desk, “Come in, come in.”
“I didn't know if you accepted walk-ins or not,” she said as she took my proffered hand.
“Of course, of course,” I told her and gestured towards my couch. She was dressed for business, a crisp blouse with fluffy shoulders and a conservative skirt that she made sure to tuck under her as she sat. “I live on ‘Word of Mouth’ advertising,” I told her as I walked back around my desk and sat.
I exited my editing software and then gave her my total attention. Camren and I knew beforehand that the stunning actress had nothing planned for that day so I had decided to work on my videos a bit before we went and stalked Chloe. And as luck would have it, she had saved us the trouble.
“Actually there isn't much ‘Word of Mouth’ about you,” she told me. I, of course, had to agree with her.
“I’m known for my discretion,” I replied, “As a professional in the Neuro-Sciences I’m under the same oath as a medical professional.”
She cocked and eyebrow at me. “So you can't talk about your patients?” she wondered and I knew what she was doing. She was checking me out. She had walked in without an appointment to see if she could catch me doing something underhanded. And she had done her research on me and probably hypnotism in general. The stunning young woman was canny. She probably had someone downstairs waiting for her.
“That is correct,” I assured, “Just like visiting a psychologist or councilor.” Since sitting down she had licked her lips several times before speaking. It was obvious that she had an oral fixation that I was excited to explore. “Hypnotism by itself is pointless. People are not programmable,” technically true, “But when used as a tool of relaxation, both mentally and physically, it is quiet effective.”
And that was when Camren walked in, dressed in office professional and holding a small stack of manila envelopes. The perfect assistant. “I have those notes you wanted,” she said as she placed the small stack of empty envelopes and blank papers down on my desk.
I could see Chloe cock an eyebrow at Camren as my assistant turned around to greet her.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you,” Camren said as she held out her dainty hand.
“You look familiar,” Chloe told her.
“Oh, I've been on TV a few times,” she said modestly, “You might have seen me there.”
“That’s right!” Chloe exclaimed, “You were the burglar. The future Catwoman.”
Camren pretended to act modestly. “Yeah, that was me.” And I knew her modest behavior was bullshit. The short star was practically vibrating with excitement. She had once told me that Chloe's character from Kick Ass had influenced Camren's take on her character Cat.
Saving my progress on my computer while the girls talked, I brought up a screen for my special program. I clicked Play and let the program run. The brightness on my screen was turned all the way up, letting warm, multicolored light play through the room. I picked up the stack of papers and came around my desk as if I was about to file them as the two diminutive starlets continued talking.
Instead of filing, I inconspicuously lowered the lights in the office, slowly working Chloe into a hypnotic state. When she was fully under I questioned her and found that there was indeed someone downstairs waiting for her. Since I didn’t have the time to program her and whomever was waiting in the car, I left her with the quick belief that she was impressed with my mission statement and would return out of curiosity. That would be when I would finally program her fully with Camren's extremely in-depth fantasy: Cat, the future Catwoman, meets Hit-Girl.
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I actually had to negotiate with Camren on her outright screen play, there were several scenes that would have required a full Hollywood crew to pull off.
Chloe was a very in demand star at the moment so it took several brief visits to my office to get her fully programmed. But after three weeks the small, sexy little actress was in costume and ready to go.
Technically it was a simple enough fantasy to program, it was the execution that was complicated. So, in the dark of night, Chloe Moretz drove into the back alley of my office tower, fully dressed as her movie character, Hit-Girl. Sitting astride her personal, purple, small motorcycle, she began scanning up to the rooftops, searching for her target.
The cameras I had planted for the Emma Watson fantasy were still there, mostly serving as security cameras, but were now being controlled by my laptop. I kept the cameras on Chloe's purple clad little body, half in close-up and half in wide, establishing shots. She wore a purple wig above her black domino mask as she continued looking around. A shiny purple top covered her slender chest and her black cape covered her tight ass. Next she wore a pleated schoolgirls skirt, tinged with purple over shiny purple pants and black combat boots. She looked positively delicious.
Suddenly she spotted something on one of the rooftops. Once I edited the film the blur above her would be Cameron dressed in her Cat outfit from “Gotham”. I loved dressing Camren up like her character: Black combat boots, black tights, black leather jacket, and my favorite, her aviator goggles attempting to contain her wildly curling brown hair. The teenaged girl had given me soooo many blow-jobs wearing those goggles.
Camren darted into my office from the roof at the same time that Chloe was “breaking in" the back door to the building.
“Get out of here,” Camren hissed at me.
“I'm going, I'm going,” I smirked at her. It was good to make her feel like she had control over her life once in a while. So as far as she was concerned, she was the one in charge of this little operation.
Two more cameras were in the stairway and as I opened my laptop in the near identical office next to mine, I saw Chloe reach my floor. While she tip-toed into the hall, I lost all visuals on her. Four cameras outside, one stationed higher than the other three so it could see the roof or give a downwards shot, and two more in the stairway. Six cameras already used and four more in the abandoned office I was going to fuck the two beautiful actresses in. And the most dangerous camera of all, the one in my office.
I of course didn’t want to film in my office since that could be used at evidence against me in a trial, but I had no more resources at my disposal. So I had messed my office up and kept the lights low. It could have passed for any of the offices on this floor. I hoped.
The next visual I got was from inside of my office. Camren’s shapely ass was pointed enticingly towards the camera as she pretended to dig through my messy office. Between the two girls, I couldn’t decide who had the better ass. The instant my office door opened a crack, Cat froze as Hit-Girl peered inside. “I finally caught you, cock-sucker!” The purple clad superhero cried defiantly as she leapt towards Cat.
I don’t think Camren or I had expected Chloe to be so ferocious but there she was, flying through the air. Cat fell on her tight ass trying to jump back from the oncoming, snarling Hit-Girl. When the purple suited superhero landed, the black clad villain kicked out, barely touching the back of the heroes calf but Hit-girl responded as if it was a full kick. Hit-Girl went down on one knee while Cat jumped to her feet.
Cat took an empty cardboard box and hit Hit-Girl upside her head with it. The hero in purple swooned as the villain in black pushed her forward against my desk. Hit-Girl reacted as if all the breath had been knocked out her. Her chest was on the top of the desk while her own thick ass was pointed high into the air. Cat jump forward, landing on Hit-Girl’s back, straddling her like she was mounting her from behind.
Hit-Girl tried to push herself up but Cat wrapped her arms around her. Cat's forearms pressed the other girl’s small breasts together while Hit-Girl humped back against Cat, rubbing her ass against the villain’s groin, the skirt barely covering what was happening beneath it. The purple clad hero managed to trip up the black clad villain, tripping her and causing her to fall on her thick. muscular ass. With Cat flat on the ground, Hit-Girl fell on top of her and Cat wrapped her dancer's legs around the other girl's hips.
I knew that Camren was very flexible, and easily rolled Hit-Girl onto her back with the power of her thighs. The moment Hit-Girl’s back touch the floor, she wrapped her arms tightly around Cat. The girls began rolling back and forth, wrapped tightly together, snarling and cursing at one another. Cat ripped the front of Hit-Girl’s shiny purple top causing the purple headed girl to snarl out, “You bitch!” Cat snickered for a moment before Hit-Girl reached up and yanked Cat's black leather jacket down, trapping her arms.
The purple hero shoved Cat off of her and then jumped to her feet. The brown haired villain was trapped on her side as she struggled to get her arms unbound. “Let's see how you like it!” Hit-Girl said before reaching down and ripping the front of her opponent’s top off completely.
Cat looked down in shock at her mostly bare front and then back up at Hit-Girl. “You fucking cunt!” she hissed. The complete front of her black shirt was gone. All that remained was the elastic around her neck, her short shirt sleeves, and the hem around the bottom. And the only thing keeping her breasts hidden was the thin strip of stretchy black material of her sports bra. All the black material made it seem that Camren was completely topless with only a censor bar across her chest.
“Fuck you, bitch!” Cat yell out as she suddenly lurched forward. What remained on her shirt remained puddled on the floor behind her as she reached out and grabbed Hit-Girl by beneath her pleated purple skirt. “Let’s see how you like it,” she sneered as she yanked down other girl's shiny purple pants.
With a loud tear, Chloe’s pants ripped down the inner seams, and wrapped around her ankles. The daring superhero tried to move out of the way but was to slow, instead tripping over what was left of her pants. Cat jumped to her feet and quickly got rid of her jacket and what was left of her shirt, leaving her nearly topless except for her sports bra.
On her back, Hit-Girl rolled out of legs reach of Cat and quickly removed what was left of her pants, standing bare legged except for her combat boots and purple pleated skirt. I watched Camren Bicondova, nearly topless, standing poised against Chloe Moretz, nearly bottomless, poised to fight. This may have been the hottest thing I'd seen since leaving prison. Unfortunately it was time for the exposition part of Camren’s fantasy.
“I should have expected something perverted like this from one of Penguin's goons,” Chloe said while I silently wished her to move one foot to the left. I could just barely see the swell of her own thick, muscular ass-cheek.
“And I should have… wait. What?” Camren replied, her body going loose. “You're looking for Penguin's crew?”
“I… I… I heard he's selling guns,” Chloe said almost defensively.
This rest was the majority of what I had to cut from Camren’s script. Cat had been breaking and entering into a random office buildings when Hit-Girl spotted her, mistaking the cat burglar for one of the crime lord's henchmen. The girls would talk out their differences and go on a crime spree across the city having lesbian sex everywhere they go. Instead, now the girls talked out their differences and then Cat would lead Hit-Girl to an informant’s run-down apartment. Also, now I was part of the script as opposed to Camren’s earlier draft of dozens of different actors.
So, after talking out their differences, Camren agreed to take Chloe to meet her informant and find out where the crime lord known as The Penguin had stashed his assortment of guns. The two girls left my offices, Camren nearly topless and Chloe nearly bottomless. They reached the bike in the back alley and then Camren turned around, her back to Chloe and said, “Okay, we're here.” It wasn’t like I was going to let them out, running around in Hollywood on the back of a dirt bike, dressed the way they were.
“It’s about time,” Chloe nearly snarled, I didn’t think we’d ever get here.”
The two girls slowly “snuck” inside of the building that Chloe didn’t recognize from only minutes ago. As they made their way up the stairs my camera angles paid off extremely well. On my laptop I had clear views up Hit-Girl’s punky skirt and Cat’s small sports bra. Chloe’s tight ass was amazing to see and Camren’s muscular physic was always nice.
The girl’s stopped just outside my office door and Camren held her finger up to her lips. “Okay. My guy is next door,” she whispered to Chloe, “He’s just a low level fence for Penguin’s goons but he’s in good with the whole gang.”
Chloe nodded seriously, “We’ll take him together.”
“That’s not going to work,” Camren told her, “Since he’s good with the gang, beating him up won’t get him to turn on them.”
Suddenly, the little hero pulled out a butterfly knife, that I didn’t give her, and nodded seriously. On my counter screen, Camren looked as startled as I felt.
“Or I could just bribe him,” Camren quickly said, “If you kill him then you’re out of leads.”
“I still say we cut him up some to get him talking,” Chloe responded. This little chick was hardcore. I wondered if it was because of all the hero roles she had or if she got the roles because she was hardcore. It was something to think about if I needed a bodyguard.
I could see on the screen, the wheels quickly spinning in Camren’s head. “But he’s my fence too. I need him,” she added quickly. She watched for Chloe’s response. If she got a positive response, good for us, but if Chloe was still out for blood…. Well, if the small blonde superhero was still too deep into her fantasy I’d have to intervene. But luckily Hit-Girl nodded her consent and put away the blade. I breathed a sigh of relief and on the screen Camren did the same.
“This is going to be simple,” Camren said, continuing the script, “We’ve got a regular pay for play thing when I need information. I’ll be right back.” Chloe nodded in agreement and then Camren tip-toed down into the second office where I was waiting.
While Camren and I got the office space ready, Chloe waited in the hall. After a few minutes, the pants less superhero began to get suspicious and then tip-toed down to the door. She placed her ear to the door which was mine and Camren’s cue. I closed the laptop and the two of us got started.
From where I was on the ratty mattress, I could see Chloe peek in through the door. It was lighter in the hall than it was in the office so the small superhero couldn’t really see Camren and I very clearly. She slowly eased herself in and quietly closed the door behind her. She moved just as silently as you would expect a burglar to move and once again I found myself wondering how well she had taken to training for all those hero movie roles. The diminutive actress moved just like a damn cat.
She moved to the entryway separating the “Office” area from the back and that was when I finally turned the light up with my remote. It also controlled the zoom on my cameras. Soooo many toys while I was locked away. Chloe gasped and froze in place, shocked by what she was sitting. I was dressed shabbily, ripped jeans and a day old T-shirt, and sat on the edge of the shabby mattress I had moved in. I was slightly reclined with Camren sitting topless next to me, bent over my lap with my ridged cock in her mouth. I toyed with her tiny tits as she happily slurped on my cock for another few moments before we pretended to finally notice Chloe.
“And who the fuck is that?” I mumbled as I wound my fingers through Camren’s curly hair. I yanked her up off my cock and pointed her face towards Chloe. “Is this some kinda sting? You a cop?”
“You’re gonna wish I was a cop,” Chloe growled as she pulled out a knife. Another, different kind than the one she had flashed earlier. Chloe Moretz took her self-defense serious.
“No, no, no…” Camren quickly blurted out to Chloe, “This is my fence! He’s with me. He’s the one with the information”
“Are you sucking it out of him,” Chloe sneered.
“This is how it is between him and me,” Camren told the purple haired superhero, “It’s just how I get my info. And if this is what it takes to get your information and get you out of my town, I’m fine with it.”
And that was the most important line in the whole script. It was the start of the good part of this little fantasy. Camren kept tugging at my prick half-heartedly while she talked to Chloe, her sports bra pulled down below her small, tasty tits. “Wait, wait, wait just a sec,” I said as I pointed my finger at Chloe, “You didn’t tell me the information was for her.”
Camren released my cock and sat up straighter, her small breasts jiggling slightly. “So? You’re getting paid,” she said, cocking an eyebrow at me suspiciously.
“If she wants the info, then she’s the one that’s gotta pay,” I said smugly.
“That’s it. I’m cutting it off,” Chloe said matter of factly as she started walking towards me, her skirt fluttering back and forth, almost exposing her panties.
“Ha! That still ain’t gonna get you the information, sweet-cheeks,” I chuckled.
“You’ll talk sooner or later,” Chloe said as she reached me and Camren, still holding her knife.
I didn’t even act embarrassed by my still erect cock, throbbing in my lap. I noticed that every few moments her eyes were drawn down to it before she’d catch herself and then quickly looked away. “By the time you beat the information out if me the Penguin will be long gone,” I sneered.
I watched Chloe think over her options before adding, “Is it so bad?” I asked before wiggling my prick at her. She gave me an “Oh please” look but she did lower her knife some while she thought it over. While she pondered her options, Camren went back to lightly stroking my cock. “Tick-tock, the Penguin is getting away.”
Chloe sighed in frustration. As far as she was concerned she was out of options. With a flick if her wrist the knife was sheathed and then disappeared. She really knew how to use that blade. “You try anything funny and I’ll cut your balls off,” she warned me before stomping towards us, her skirt flaring out dramatically with every swing if her hips. She looked back and forth between me and Camren and then my cock and Camren’s tits before sighing dramatically again. “I swear that when I’m finished with Penguin that I’m coming back to kick both of your asses,” she warned again.
“Then we’d better make it worth it,” Camren teased before bending down to continue her blow-job. I slipped my arm around Chloe and pulled her close while guiding her up to me. Her full, pouty lips were soft and warm, slick with her fruity lip gloss. I licked her bottom lip before slipping my tongue inside if her moist mouth. She groaned back into my mouth, obviously annoyed but I kept at it. I held her body tighter against me, rubbing my arm against her, pressing her against my chest as I kissed her more forcefully.
Chloe finally began to kiss me back and didn’t sound quiet so annoyed as she moaned louder. I slid my hand low on her back, not quite touching her ass. It didn’t feel like the right time yet considering she had brought two knives all on her own. My other hand was on the back of Camren’s head as she bobbed up and down on my prick, sucking noisily and eagerly.
Camren popped up out of my lap and smacked her lips. She took off her sports bra completely and then leaned across me to untie Chloe’s purple cape. Call me selfish but I let the petite actress take the risk of undressing the bladed young woman. When Chloe didn’t stab either one of us, I began sliding my hand up and down the Hit-Girl actress’s back and across the top of her unbelievably tight ass. As a dancer, Camren had one of the tightest asses I’d ever fondled but Chloe’s was a surprising second. The former Gotham star released my prick to grab the Kick Ass star’s wrist and bring it over to my cock. I felt the purple haired girl hesitate before finally giving in and stroking my dick along with Camren.
Both young girls tugged my cock at the same time. Camren’s hand worked my base, her dainty hand twisting at the wrist with every down stroke before moving back up to meet the other girl’s fist. Chloe’s hand worked the top half of my shaft, her palm sliding across my sensitive bell tip, smearing around the pre-cum before sliding down to meet Camren’s fist. It was good to see superheroes and super-villains getting along.
With Chloe on one side of me and Camren on the other, I took the opportunity to fondle both young girls’ tight asses as they fisted my cock. The skin of Chloe’s ass was warm and silky smooth as I toyed my fingers just inside if her thong, teasing her sensitive flesh. Meanwhile, I had two fingers sliding between Camren’s tight cheeks, over the material of her tight panties. The Gotham star interrupted my kiss with Chloe and I watched the two young actresses slip and slide their tongues into one another’s mouths.
By now, everyone was relaxed and fully participating with the evening’s events and I no longer thought that Chloe might stab me while she was in character. Our hands wander across each other’s bodies, Camren and I stroking Chloe’s ass beneath her skirt, Chloe and I caressing Camren’s small tits, and each girl stroking my throbbing prick. I joined their kiss, out tongues slipping and sliding into one another’s gasping mouths.
Camren was the first to bend over my lap, once again sucking my straining prick into her warm, wet mouth. Chloe and I kissed for a moment more before she sat down beside me on my other side and then bent down next to Camren. I leaned back and relaxed some more as one petit young actress passed my cock to the other petite actress, her lips swallowing my knob the moment Camren had released it. Chloe’s head bobbed up and down, easily taking my length into the back of her mouth while Camren juggled my balls. I groaned in pleasure as her full, pouty lips slid up my shaft and over my tip before releasing me back to Camren again.
As Camren licked and sucked my pole, Chloe bent down lower and moved the other actress’s hand out of her way. The purple haired young woman licked one of my testicles, lashing it with her tongue before switching to the other ball. She then sucked my entire sack into her mouth with a loud slurp, sucking on my balls while massaging them with her tongue. Meanwhile, Camren kept sucking my cock with equal enthusiasm, her lips stretched tight around me while her tongue slid up and down my shaft.
I groaned out again as the two girls switched, Camren sucking my balls and Chloe sucking my dick. My hands were exploring the girl’s asses as they were bent over my lap. I couldn’t get my hands underneath them but I could burrow my middle fingers under the cracks of their taunt asses. I felt the moisture build up under them, soaking into Chloe’s thong and Camren’s tights.
The girl’s switched again and I sat back and enjoyed their oral talents before wrapping my arms around them and pulling them both up.
“What the fuck?” Chloe growled in character, “I want to get this over with. I’ve got shit to do and asses to kick.”
“I was about to cum,” I told her.
“Isn’t that kinda the point,” she said matter of factly.
“That’s not the whole price for information,” I told her with a smirk. She glared angrily at me and I was afraid that she was going to pull another blade out. I was equal parts intrigued, frightened, and aroused by this young woman. I was going to have to get to know this girl better.
Her hands balling into fists, Chloe stood up and practically growled at me. “You mean we have to fuck you?” she asked before turning her attention towards Camren. “Really?”
Camren had went back to stroking my cock and shrugged her shoulders. “If it makes you feel better, his information is usually spot on,” she said in defense. The former “Gotham” star stood up and began stripping the last of her clothes off and then slipped some items back on, namely her boots, fingerless gloves, and goggles. “If it makes you feel better, he’s pretty good. Plus, I’ll go first,” she offered.
I watched Chloe’s eyes crawl over Camren’s mostly naked body deliciously displayed. The former Hit-Girl star shook her head slightly to unstick her eyes from the former Cat actress’s delightfully toned body. While Chloe was taken by Camren’s nearly naked body, I tugged my pants down to my ankles and lost the shirt as I waited for the girls to get through their script and fuck me. Waiting on other people for sex was just nerve-wracking, I preferred to be in control.
Chloe’s obvious oral fixation caused her to lick her lips nervously. Watching interviews while researching my target I couldn’t help but notice every time her pink tongue slipped out between her lips. And I had of course ramped it up for this little encounter. A kiss or my dick or Camren’s cunt, Chloe longed to get her lips around or in anything. The petite actress tried to act nonchalant at Camren’s suggestion. “Phfft. Yeah, whatever.”
Camren smiled and nodded at the other girl before throwing one if her legs over my lap as if she were mounting a horse. With her ass thrust back at Chloe, she grabbed the base of my cock and rubbed it against her little clit. She used me to stimulate herself until she released a low moan of pleasure and then held my shaft still. She easily slipped the tip of my cock into her wet cunt letting out another small moan of pleasure. She then looked over her shoulder at Chloe and locked eyes. “It really is pretty good.”
With a self-satisfied smirk, the former Gotham actress began lowering herself down my cock, never breaking eye contact with Chloe. I held Camren’s tight ass-cheeks apart giving the former Kick Ass star a perfect view of Camren’s cunt stretched tightly around my pole and her wrinkled little asshole. From over my assistant’s shoulders I could see the other girl’s eyes dart between Camren’s eyes and Camren’s ass. Chloe nervously licked her lips again and shuddered.
Keeping Camren’s tight cheeks parted, I bent down and captured one of her ripe nipples between my lips as she continued to slide down my pole and keep eye contact with Chloe. The young star groaned out as my throbbing cock parted her tight, hot walls and I massaged her nipple with my tongue. I switched to her other small, firm tit as she finally took in all I had, balls deep inside if her. I could feel her warm, slick juices dribbling down over my balls as she kept a firm lock on the other girl’s eyes.
I massaged the former Gotham star’s tight ass, kneading it like dough for the former Kick Ass star. Camren had a specific request for Chloe and I agreed to add it in. It took some doing, apparently the blonde haired actress had no fantasies of her own about eating ass but I had finally been able to tack it into her commands. Chloe licked her lips as she watched Camren slide up and down my pole, her eyes darting between Camren’s exposed ass and Camren’s own eyes.
Chloe chewed her plump, bottom lip as she rubbed her palms against her naked thighs, unwittingly hiking her skirt up her short but well formed legs. I could hear her softly growl over the noise of Camren panting and the wet squelching noises as she rode my cock. I continued gripping my assistant’s ass, flashing her puckered asshole at the other horny young woman. With the curly young actress eye-fucking the purple wig wearing young actress I was doing most of the work. I lifted her up and down on my prick, fucking myself with her tight little body. I could feel the heat between the two girls as they stared back and forth at one another and wondered how long Chloe could stop herself from giving into her ever growing lust.
It only took two more thrusts before her resistance crumbled.
She licked her luscious lips again before taking a shuffling step forward. Camren continued sliding up and down my rigid staff, staring deep into the other girl’s eyes. Then the curly haired actress whispered seductively, “It feels soooo good, I promise,” and that was the trigger that tripped Chloe and sent her over the edge, drowning in lust.
Angry at herself for giving in, Chloe grumbled and threw her arms up in the air in frustration and surrender She took one more step forward and then got on her knees between my knees. Her hands gripped Camren’s hips and waist, bending her forward, her tongue already extended.
Camren squirmed and giggled in joy with Chloe’s hands on her waist and tongue in her ass. The curly haired actress leaned forward as far as she could, pressing her small breasts against my face as she rolled her hips back. I held her still with my hands on her ass, spreading her cheeks, letting her enjoy the tongue-fucking that the other girl was giving her. I could feel Chloe’s hands moving so I moved my hands out of the way to grasp Camren’s waist, letting the girls have their fun.
With my cock buried inside of Camren’s tight, clutching cunt, I could feel Chloe’s tongue wiggling around inside of Camren’s ass. Chloe’s fingers began moving around by my balls so I leaned back and pulled Camren with me, giving the Kick Ass star more access between the other actress’s spread thighs. As she lustfully tongue-fucked my assistant, I felt her nimble fingers moving around my hard prick, stroking Camren’s stretched lips and her hard little clit.
Camren was squirming around on top of me and Chloe was tugging my balls this way and that, trying to work around my cock buried inside of Camren, trying to get to the other girl’s pussy. I had become completely superfluous. The only thing these two young women carried about was each other. I slowly lifted Camren off of my prick, almost as it she were a barbell, and slid out from under her. Chloe immediately jumped in between Camren’s spread thighs, both girls moaning lustfully.
I sat on the edge of the bed to watch the show. Camren was flat on her stomach, rolling her hips to raise her dancer's ass up high. Chloe was flat on her stomach as well between the other girl’s spread legs. The purple haired girl's fingers worked between the lightly brown hair girl’s ass causing Camren to squeal in glee as she was fucked by her favorite superhero. And from where I was sitting I could see up Chloe’s skirt.
“Jesus,” I gasped to myself, “That is one tight ass.” I didn’t want to screw up the fantasy by involving myself too soon but this was worth the risk. The risk of course would be waking Chloe up out of her trance and trying to explain what was going on. I’m sure she’d want to involve the police eventually, not to mention more possible knives hidden somewhere, but her ass was worth the risk. With my fingertips I slowly lifted the girl’s skirt to marvel at her ass. It was a perfect inverted valentine, shaped by God and sculpted by some Italian master sculpture from centuries ago. My hands shook slightly with the need to touch that heavenly rear-end.
Her ass clenched and released as she squirmed around between Camren’s spread thighs. I could barely resist the urge to take those buns in my hands and motorboat them. But I had to wait the fantasy out first. Life could be so unfair like that sometimes.
Resigning myself to being a lonely spectator, I released Chloe’s skirt and sat back against the wall, my cock still hard and sticking out if my lap. Camren was now on her back and had her hands behind her knees, holding her legs up with her ass slightly raised, her knees nearly touching her ears. Chloe reached between the other girl’s legs, her hand on Camren’s tits, gripping them tightly as she shoved her pink tongue up her ass.
“Oh, oh, oh…!” Camren began chanting out, louder and louder. Her orgasm rolled through her like the tide and I watched as her stomach twitched when she came. She keened through gritted teeth as Chloe kept her tongue buried deeply in her ass. Suddenly the former Gotham star dropped her legs, losing muscle control as her orgasm slowly receded.
Chloe released her hold on Camren and then sat up on her knees to glare angrily at me. “Now what, you fucking perv?” she asked through her clenched jaw.
I chuckled and then simply said, “Move.” It took a moment but she complied so I bent down and gave Camren’s drooling cunt a quick lick. Then I flipped her over on her stomach again and shoved a old, dirty pillow under her hips, raising her ass up. I held her possessivly by her hips and pierced her now lubricated asshole with my tip and started sliding in. It was amazing how far up Camren’s ass Chloe was able to get her tongue. I got nearly a third of my cock inside before the tight passage turned dry.
I slowly started fucking the fake burglar”s ass, using her slick juices and what was left of Chloe’s saliva as lube. Chloe was standing next to the bed watching. She was wearing only the purple wig, the mask, and her boots. I may have a fetish. I sat still on my knees, yanking Camren on and off my cock, her moans growing louder and louder as I used her passive, limp body to fuck myself. I aimed myself down, stretching her tight anal ring and pressing the tip of my prick down to stimulate her hot cunt through the slight membrane separating her two channels.
With one last stroke I sent Camren over the edge, her tight passage rippling around my shaft as I held her possessively to me, enjoying the feel of her young body. When she finally relaxed I let her fall completely to the mattress, my cock popping out of her spent ass. I turned towards Chloe with a dark smirk on my face. I could tell by the look on her face how she was trying not to be turned on by my ass fucking Camren. “Well, she paid for the introductions, I guess that leaves you paying for the info,” I chuckled.
The look on Chloe’s beautiful face could have frozen fire and I was a little afraid that she might have another knife on her. But luckily she just gave a sigh of resignation before jumping up on the mattress. She laid down on her back and spread her legs slightly. She looked off to the side so she wouldn’t have to see me and said, “Fine. Whatever. Just get it over with, cock-smear,” Sailors couldn’t cuss as well as Chloe Moretz in character, “But don’t think I’m not hunting you down and making you pay when I’m done with the Penguin.”
I took in Chloe’s mostly naked body. Her small tits rocked up and down as she breathed and her stomach was surprisingly flat. Not really on par with Camren but still impressive. Her thighs were firm and her waist was flared enough to give a hint if her tight ass. Her lips glistened with left over saliva from her blow-job and her pink tongue continued to slip out of her mouth. I just had to get my cock back in her mouth.
“Ima go first,” Camren said as she lifted herself up off her stomach.
“What?” the mind-wiped actress said angrily, “I fuck him, I get my info. What do your think you’re offering?”
“Finder’s fee,” Camren said smugly with a shrug.
“Fine,” the purple haired girl growled, “Just get it over with, you pack of perverts.”
Camren smiled wide and the crawled over the other girl, straddling her waist. It was a fanboy’s wet dream. Hit-Girl on her back, her purple hair flared around her, her domino mask glued to her beautiful face as she waited patiently for someone to fuck her. And above the superhero was the super villain, the future Catwoman. She had her tight, muscular, dancer’s ass high in the air as she lowered herself down on Hit-Girl, her cheeks parting to give a wonderful showing the entrance to her well fucked ass and wet, pink slit.
The girls kissed, their slight chests pressed together, their tongues dancing in and out of their mouths. Camren began nibbling and kissing down Chloe’s body as Chloe raised her hands up, placing them on Camren’s shoulders, gently pushing the other girl downwards. Taking the hint, the former Gotham star made her self comfortable between the former Kick Ass star’s spread legs, wrapping her arms around the other girl’s thighs.
While Camren was plunging her tongue deep inside Chloe’s cunt, I moved around to the side of mattress and Chloe’s gasping mouth. The moment the head of my cock touched her plump bottom lip she immediately latched on to me, sucking me into her mouth. Her tongue danced across my shaft as I slipped in deeper into her mouth. I slid out and then back in, fucking her moist mouth, slowly fucking her beautiful face as she looked up at me from behind her mask.
Even with me doing most of the work, Chloe gave a great blow-job. She bobbed her head up and down, her soft lips sliding along my heated skin. That restless, pink tongue of hers felt like it was wrapping completely around my shaft and jerking me off. It was a unbelievable sensation. She gurgled around my prick as Camren feasted on her boiling cunt. The former Hit-Girl actress had her legs wrapped around the former Cat actress’s head, grinding herself against the other girl’s mouth.
Chloe’s eyes became wide as saucers when she came. She lost control of what she was doing and I accidentally slipped the head of my prick into her throat. I pulled out and wiped my spit slick cock across her mouth and across her lips before moving back to the mattress. I shoved Camren out of the way and flipped Chloe onto her stomach, shoving the pillow under her hips to lift her ass up. I don’t know if she had even been ass-fucked so I had waited for Camren to get her off and let her relax for a moment. But just a moment.
I gripped Chloe’s ass and split her cheeks apart. I placed the head of my cock at the entrance her her ass, holding her tightly as I pushed in. The hot juncture between her thighs was smeared with her slick juices and Camren’s saliva and gave me plenty of natural lube to get the first inch of my cock inside of her. She gripping the dirty mattress and she bit down on it and mewed loudly. I could feel her pushing back against me, stubbornly trying to take my cock completely into her tight ass. Her body was working against it but Chloe and I had it outnumbered between me pushing forward and her pushing back. We were quite the team.
I began rocking my hips, slowly fucking my way into Chloe’s nearly naked body. I held her hips firmly, lifting her partially off the bed as I worked myself in and she worked herself back. Next to us, Camren was furiously masturbating as she watched me fuck her celebrity crush. Sweat rolled down our bodies as we all grunted, panted, and moaned with the smell of sex rolling through the room.
I stopped trying to keep track of how long it was taking me to get all the way inside of Chole and instead just enjoyed the sensation of it. Life isn’t about the destination, it’s about the journey after all. I happily fucked Chloe’s ass, gaining a few tight centimeters at a time while Chloe fucked herself back against me. I was enjoying the journey so much a I barely realized when I had bottomed out but I should have noticed when Çhloe came with my success. Her entire young, firm body shook and shivered as she rode out her orgasm, cursing worse than a Marine. It seemed that Miss Moretz had some kind of repressed issues I could play with next time.
“Fuuuuck,” I moaned, unable to hold back any more. “Flip her over,” I ordered Camren as I pulled my pulsing cock out of Chloe’s ass with a wet “pop”. The brown haired actress immediately flipped the blonde haired actress’s prone, limp body, the strength of her orgasm knocking her out. Camren laid down next to Chloe and pulled her goggles down over her eyes as she got comfortable next to Chloe in her Hit-Girl mask and wig.
I tugged my cock, aiming down at the two girls’ upturned faces. I covered Camren’s goggles with my seed, pumping the last of my load over Chloe’s mask. And, of course, over her plump lips. Her tongue immediately slipped out and cleaned my cum off. She moaned out happily in her sleep as Camren stretched out on the filthy, dirty and sweat soaked mattress with a Cheshire smile on her face. Then the naked girl’s smile turned into a small frown.
“What’s the matter,” I asked while trying to get my breath back.
“I forgot to get her autograph,” she pouted.

End of 1st series.