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        (*) Celebrity Rapist was the prequel to this series, it
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        Celebrity Hypnotist Chapter Ten - Part 3 of 5.

        Victoria was thrusting her hips forward faster and faster, grinding
and slamming her cunt against Mel C's, their juices running all over each
other's buttcheeks and thighs.  Sweat ran down both their bodies, which
jerked and shook with more rapidity as they both approached orgasms.
        Suddenly something landed on Victoria's face, she opened her eyes
and laughed when she realized that a pair of black thong panties were on
her face.  Pulling them away she managed to twist her body around enough
to see Mel B. positioning herself over my cock, then pushing down and
taking my member into her tight pussy.
        "Nice," laughed Victoria, forgetting her previous shock when Mel
B. had begun ripping my clothes off.  She turned to face Mel C. and saw
that Sporty had her eyes plastered on Victoria's medium sized, bouncing
breasts.  She giggled and lifted the panties to her nose, sniffing at
them and then licking at wet material, tasting Mel B's pussyjuices.  She
threw them forward so that they landed on Mel C's small, erect titties.
        Mel giggled, then gasped as another pre-orgasm shiver rocked
through her body.  She moaned and then gripped her namesake's panties,
pressing them to her own nose and sniffing deeply before chucking them
to the side.
        The two brunette beauties lunged and pressed, pushing their
cunts together and coming closer and closer to the inevitable, long
awaited orgasm.
        At first their long, sexy legs had been pointed straight up,
moving here and there, to and fro.  Now, exhausted by their endeavors
but still wanting to cum, their legs were hanging limply over each other's
waists and the sand, jerking with every orgasmic ripple.
        "Ah!" cried Mel C,"AH I'M GONNA FUCKING CUM!"
        "AHHH! ME TOO!" squealed Victoria, thrusting her cunt hard against
Mel's and grinding their clits against each other, pushing their pleasure
beyond the limits of endurance and into the Orgasmic Zone.
        Echoing each other's screams of pleasure, Posh and Sporty Spice
screamed out and came, their juices exploding against each other, their
respective cunts holding back their juices momentarily, and then escaping
through the holes in the inefficient seal, actually squirting out because
of the pressure being caused by having their cunts so tightly pressed
against each other.  The two sexy women squealed out in pleasure as they
continued to grind against each other's clits, screaming out again and
again, their tits bouncing up and down, heads flung back and eyes squeezed
shut.
        Finally they collapsed and lay together in the sand, legs draped
over each other and moaning incoherently, arms splayed out to the sides.
        With a groan, Victoria rolled over, exposing her tight little
butt to the sun.  From this vantage point she could get a good view of
Mel B. as she bounced up and down on my cock.
        Mel C. opened her own eyes dreamily and alternated between watching
Mel B. and looking over Victoria's ass.
        Who could blame her.

        -

        Donovan had, of course, taken his redirect and tried to repair
some of the damage McKenzie had done.
        He'd only been able to ask a couple of questions, basically
reasserting Daphne's claim that she was positive that the Celebrity
Hypnotist was who she said it was.
        But the seeds of doubt had been sown, it was now his job to try
and keep them from germinating.
        "Call my next witness," he said after Daphne had left, he'd speak
to her at the next recess if he got a chance, try and reassure her that
they were still on the same track.
        The skinny, nervous looking man entered the Courtroom when called,
looking uncomfortable in his suit, which at least didn't look cheap,
although it wasn't on a par with what McKenzie was wearing.
        "State your name for the record," said The Bailiff as the man
took the stand.
        "Seymour.... uh Seymour Allen."
        The Bailiff held out a Bible, which Seymour looked at dubiously
before placing his hand on it.
        "Do you swear to tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing
but the truth?"
        "I do," replied Seymour, then quickly interjected,"But not because
of The Bible, because I mean to tell the truth."
        Donovan suppressed a sigh.
        "Thank you, Mr. Allen," muttered Judge Calthers irritably, his
good mood had faded.
        Donovan approached Seymour, who smiled as he approached.  Donovan
suppressed a sigh, he'd coached Seymour as much as the law allowed, but
it obviously hadn't been enough.
        "Mr. Allen, what do you do? in layman's terms please," asked
Donovan.
        Seymour leaned forward, looking towards the Jury,"I am a Specialist,
I'm an expert at video and film analysis, especially doctored films and
video."
        "So, you can tell when a film or a video has been doctored or
changed, isn't that correct?"
        "Yes."
        "Now, when Ms. Zuniga's private detective came to you with those
Security Tapes, what did you discover."
        "They had been doctored."
        "How, Mr. Allen?"
        "The dates had been superimposed over the image, done to give the
impression that they were tapes from a different day."
        "And how do you know they were doctored?"
        "Because they were perfect."
        "Perfect? I'm not sure I understand."
        "When filmed, the date is electronically printed onto the film,
which affects a tiny, minuscule portion of the film.  This fault can't
be detected by the human eye, but it can be picked up by computers, and
when I checked the date there was no fault at all, the date was melded
in perfectly, seamlessly with the film."
        "Isn't it possible for this to happen naturally?"
        "No," replied Seymour with a shake of his head,"Absolutely not."
        "So, in your professional opinion, you know that these tapes
have been doctored."
        "Yes," replied Seymour.
        "And could they have been doctored by an amateur?"
        "No," replied Seymour, more confident now that he was in his
field, he wasn't even running his hand through his hair,"It would take
a real professional to do this, I'm talking top of the field, and he or
she would have to have access to incredibly advanced equipment, and I'm
talking technology that doesn't exist today... at least that we know of."
        "Thank you, Mr. Allen," said Donovan, he turned to The Jury,"The
Celebrity Hypnotist does not act alone, ladies and gentlemen, as I said
in my opening statement.  He has access to facilities and assistance beyond
that of anything seen by this expert.  The Celebrity Hypnotist is an animal,
ladies and gentlemen, but he's only one part of a bigger picture.  There's
a kind of 'Organization' out there devoted to this kind of sick, perverted
activity, one that actively helps and encourages these sick individuals,
one that in fact places them on a pedestal.  And I will be providing more
proof of that with the following pieces."
       He turned to the Bailiff,"I wish to present to the Court now,
exhibits 2A to 2B."
        The Bailiff brought in two videotapes.
        "These are copies of the films confiscated from another member
of The Organization, who will be taking the stand later," he told the
Jury,"I'm going to play segments from them now, I warn you that they are
quite graphic, but it is necessary to show them, to show you the extent
of The Celebrity Hypnotist's perversion, as well as the extent of The
Organizations power."
        He placed the first videotape into the VCR and pushed play.

        -

        I lay back, tied down to prevent me from 'escaping' and powerless
to stop Melanie - Scary Spice - Brown from making me fuck her.
        Poor me.
        She'd lowered herself down onto me, no matter how many times
I felt a hot, tight pussy part before my cock, it never failed to be an
incredibly erotic and sensual sensation.  Now that she had all of me inside
of her cunt, she grinned widely down at me as she ran her fingers up her
smooth waist.  She ran them up over the imitation leopard skin top and
grabbed the top, pulling it up over her breasts and letting it rest on
her cleavage, revealing her firm, brown breasts to me.
        She giggled as she ran her fingernails along the underside of
her breasts, lightly flicking her nipples and shuddering in pleasure.  She
continued to play with her nipples,her fingers running in small circles
around the hard, dark nipples before pressing against them, forcing the
erect nubs back against the firm tit-flesh.
        I moaned lightly, as the script I'd written dictated, to let her
know I wanted her to start moving.
        "Like my breasts, white boy?" she asked with a smile,"You do, don't
you? they're driving you crazy, aren't they."
        "Yes," I moaned.  Despite the copious amounts of pussyjuice I'd
eaten out of Geri's cunt my mouth was dry, more from need than thirst.
        With that same smile, she leaned forward enough so that I could
get at her breasts if I lifted my head.  It wasn't comfortable, but it
was damn well worth it.
        I lifted my head and managed to get my mouth around one of her
nice, erect nipples.  My first instinct was to lightly suck on her, run
my tongue around her nipples and turn her on even more.  But I wasn't in
control here (at least to them), so instead I let my need take me and
sucked with a vengeance on her tits, running my tongue over her hard
nipple and coating it with my saliva.  She moaned nonetheless before
pulling her breast from my mouth.
        Finally, having decided she'd tortured me enough, she began to
slide up and down, sliding her tight, juicy cunt up and down over my
well lubricated cock.  Her tits, one glistening with my saliva, the other
with her sweat, rose and fell steadily as she began to move up and down,
allowing my cock to push in and out of her juicy snatch.
        She gyrated her hips, making little circles with them which
increased the pleasure for both of us.  She moaned long and low, echoed
by myself as I let the sensations run through my lap, her cunt was just
so good!
        "Good, yeah!" she laughed,"You got a nice cock, I just might
keep you around."
        She began to pound her hot ass up and down even faster, her tight
butt pounding against my thighs, her cunt tight and juicy around my
cock.
        Damn she was sexy! just the sight of her fat tits bouncing up
and down, the sulty look of lust on her face, with her sweaty, curly
hair flinging drops of sweat off of her head, the feel of her tight little
pussy snugly clasping onto my cock, not wanting to release it.
        Mel could feel her orgasm building, coming from a mixture of
the cock pounding into her cunt and her dominant position.  She was
lifting her ass higher and higher with each stroke, pounding it back
down into my lap harder and harder, matching the building crescendo of
her orgasm.  Every time she slammed back down she took a few moments
to grind her snatch against the base of my cock, then she would pull
herself back up, her cuntlips gripping onto my cock and pulling out
before being plunged back in when she lowered herself back down.
        "I'm gonna cum!" she cried out after doing this again and again
for quite some time,"Get ready for it!"
        I was ready all right, and ready to go myself.  The incredibly
intense feeling of her pussy around my cock, the magnificent sensation
of having Scary Spice's tight, juicy and hot cuntlips squeezing onto my
cock.
        "AHH FUCK!" I cried.
        "YEEAARRHHH!" screamed Mel B.
        "Jack-knife!" I whispered under another groan, saying the release
word which would fool my body into thinking I'd cum.  Giving me all of
the pleasure, yet also allowing me to recover within a couple of minutes
and fuck again.
        Juices exploded from within Mel, her juices spraying out of the
gaps between her cuntlips and my cock.  Her cuntlips squeezed down tight
on my cock as her juices sprayed out, and I felt myself cum, felt my
sperm shooting up into her womb, despite the fact that it wasn't.  She
screamed and squealed in excitement and lifted her ass up, making more
of her cum flood out before she slammed back down with a squelching noise
as her asscheeks pressed against her own juices on my thighs.  She ground
her cunt hard into my hips, her body still shuddering and trembling
from her orgasm.  She fell forward and her tits pressed into my chest,
my cock still hard inside of her, my hips making little thrusts up into
her cunt.  She was breathing hard and heavy, as was I, and she looked up
into my eyes with a blazing, unfulfilled need that I alone couldn't
satiate, although I would have dearly loved to have tried.
        Melanie Brown was a strange woman, she was looking for something,
it wasn't just sex, but it wasn't just love.  She was a strong, intelligent
and fiery woman with a huge amount of self-confidence as well as a sense
of her own self-worth lacking in so many woman today.  Of all of them, she
was the one who, to me, defined the most the concept of Girl-Power.
        Her serious look suddenly split into a happy, satisfied grin
and she moved forward enough to kiss me quickly, then she rolled off of
me onto the sand.
        I just lay there breathing for a few moments, catching my breath
and wondering if I'd be able to finish the script if they were all like
her.
        "Oh yeah, baby!" laughed Mel B.
        I looked up and saw her standing up, her ass presented to me - a
lovely view indeed - and her arms on her hips as she stared at Geri and
Emma.  Geri was on her knees in front of Emma, her face buried in Baby
Spice's cunt.  Emma had her hands curled through Ginger Spice's hair
and was leaning forward, moaning and groaning as she pushed her hips back
and forth, trying to get more and more of Geri's tongue into her tight,
sucking pussy.
        With a laugh Mel B. rushed forward and slid down beside Geri,
getting down on her knees.  Geri pulled her face away from Emma's crotch
for a second and she and Mel B. shared a nice, long and passionate kiss.
        Then Geri went back to munching Emma's snatch, while Scary Spice
moved around behind Emma and lifted her skirt up over her ass.
        "What...UH! what are you doing?" asked Emma as she felt Mel B.
pry her asscheeks apart.
        "Relax, Baby," giggled Mel B, and then buried her face between
Emma's butt and began to lick and probe at Baby Spice's asshole.
        "Oh man," I moaned for the cameras, the film crew - hidden from
view - picking it up.  With a groan I began to strain my arms, and was
rewarded when my right hand managed to pull the stake out of the sunbaked
sand (as had been planned) which then left me free to free myself from
the other stakes.
        I rolled over onto my chest and looked up at the three Spice
Girls, then began to crawl my way towards them.
        "Oooh," a moan pitched just loud enough for me to hear it, just
at the right time.  I turned and looked, seeing Victoria lying on her
stomach, I was just at the right angle to get a nice look at her tight
little butt.
        "Fuck that," I muttered, meaning it figuratively and literally,
and struggled to my feet.  I lurched forward towards her, she looked up
at me through half closed eyes, her eyes focusing mainly on my swinging,
half hard cock.  I moved past her and dropped to my knees behind her,
then turned and crawled up over her legs, ignoring the naked Mel C. behind
me.
        I slid my hands between Posh Spice's legs and began to part them,
she helped by spreading them as well and lifting her tight ass up somewhat,
although she was too physically exhausted to do much more than that.
        Her cunt was pressed into the sand, but by lowering myself at an
angle I was able to push my cock against the hot, steaming entrance of
her juiced up snatch.  With a grunt I began to push my way in, hearing
her moans as her tight little cunt opened before me.
        She was fucking tight! It wasn't just the tightness of her hot
little pussy (and it was tight, believe me!) but also because it was
pressed up against the sand, making her even hotter, even tighter than
before.
        With moans of mixed pain and pleasure (the pleasure far outweighing
the pain) I pushed further and further into her snatch.  She moaned and
cried out happily, loving the feel of my cock pushing inside of her.
        "AHHH SHIT!" I grunted as I pressed up against her tight little
ass, pushing her forward into the sand.
        "OH...OH WOW!" cried out Victoria, her eyes wide, hair sweat and
lank around her face.
        With a groan I began to pull back out of her again, her tight
cunt held down tight, making me have to struggle to get it out of her.  I
pulled and pulled and pulled, and inch by inch I got all of my cock
except the head out of her magnificently tight cunt.
        "YOU....TIGHT... FUCKING BITCH!" I groaned,"OH FUCK!"
        "That's right!" cried Victoria,"FUCK! FUCK ME! FUCK ME!!!!!"
        I had a little more ease getting into her pussy now, fucking her
a little faster than before, my cock pushing in and out of Posh Spice's
tight little pussy.  Everytime I pulled out I could feel her cunt sucking
me back in, everytime I pushed back forward it seemed like I was being
pulled back in by her cunt.  The feel of pressing up against Victoria's
tight little butt was incredible, her tight ass was burning hot from
the sun, and it felt damn good against my skin.
        I was gripping firmly onto her hips, making long, hard strokes
into the tight pussy of Victoria Adams - Posh Spice.
        It was her celebrity status - in addition to her admittedly hot,
sexy body - which made this all the more pleasurable.  Here I was, fucking
the wet dream of probably tens of millions horny young men, fucking her
out here in the Californian desert and driving her wild, making her want
to cum.
        Her body, already abuzz from the orgasm she'd received whilst
having sex with Mel C, was being jolted by shockwaves of pleasure, larger
and larger depth charges of ecstasy hitting her nervous system and running
to her pleasure centers.  Her nipples, pressed hard against the hot
sand, were tingling and erect.  Her pussy was buzzing so hard it almost
felt to her like it was vibrating, her clit was on fire with pleasure,
her cunt gripping down tight on my cock as I pushed in and out, in and
out of her snatch.
        "Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit oh shit I'm gonna cum!" she cried
out, thrusting her ass back, her cunt sucking my cock back inside of
her.
        With some effort I pulled back out to the point of coming loose,
then slammed back in.  I had her on the edge, now I was going to push
her over, the time for slow, steady strokes was over.
        I began to fuck her faster and faster, harder and harder, pushing
my hips against her tight little butt and then pulling back out, pushing
her hips down to speed up our sex.
        "AH! AH! AH! AH!" she cried,"OH YEAH! IT'S COMING!"
        My back was arched to the limit,  my hips slamming forward, I
was holding myself up by my toes and by supporting my weight on her
hips.  I could feel my own cum boiling back up, and I knew I'd have to
make Victoria cum soon, so I could fool myself into thinking I'd cum
again.
        Because her cunt was pressed against the sand, and because of
the angle I was on, I was stroking along her clit.  Now my strokes were
coming faster and by adjusting my angle of descent at the last second,
I was able really grind along her clit, driving her wild.
        "OH FUCK OH FUCK OH FUCKOHFUCKOHFUCK!" squealed Victoria,
cumming
again, her juices hot on my cock.  I pushed forward instantly, my hips
grinding against her tight little butt as I forced every inch of my cock
into her snatch.
        "Jack-knife!" I gasped hoarsely and felt my sperm shoot, I was
ejaculating into Posh Spice's cunt, her tight little snatch gripping
eagerly onto my cock, sucking at it as she also came hard.  Except I
wasn't cumming, I just thought I was.
        "OH YEAH!" I cried out, pushing my hips up hard against her
tight ass, and then my eyes rolled back in my head and with a low gurgle
I fell backwards, my cock pulling free reluctantly from her tight little
pussy as I fell onto my back.
        With a moan, Victoria raised her head slightly and stared at
the other three Spice Girls who were right now engaged in...
very interesting activities.
        With sudden determination, Posh Spice - not looking so posh now -
struggled to her hands and knees and began to make her way towards them.
        "Right idea," I muttered and began to drag myself along after her.
        "Wait," moaned a voice behind me.
        I turned my head and evidently noticed for the first time that
behind me lay Melanie Chisholm, legs spread and pussy waiting for me,
just as it should be.
        "Oh dear," I moaned,"If it doesn't rain it pours."
        But I began to drag myself towards her nonetheless.


        Emma's first reaction when she felt Mel B's tongue press against
her asshole and then push forward against it was to think,'ewww, that's
disgusting!'
        But then she began to enjoy it, the pressure of her asshole
clamping onto the invading tongue actually felt nice, felt good in fact,
damn good.
        She wasn't sure why Mel was doing it, but coupled with Geri's
face rubbing into her cunt, she sure as hell wasn't complaining.
        As Scary Spice tongue-fucked Baby Spice, she fingerfucked herself,
getting her fingers nice and lubricated for what would be coming next.


	End Part 3 of 5