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Minding My Own Business Part II (mc, mf, nc, teen, celeb)

By Fitzhemingway

In Part One our hero describes his road to mind control and telekinesis
expertise (Chapter 1), the control and exploitation of an innocent 13-year
old beach bunny in the back of a movie theater (Chapter 2), and the control
of the beautiful Cindy Crawford (Chapter 3). After some spanking fun and a
rather brutal oral rape at his Hollywood office, our Hero takes Cindy home
to his mansion to continue the fun...




Chapter 4: The Ride Home



   The paparazzi that always followed Cindy Crawford fell away quickly as
my limo sped off. Lauren, my major domo and chauffeur, was used to quick
getaways when I had a famous woman in my possession. Lauren smiled at me
from the rear view mirror. She approved of tonight's entertainment.

   "How are you sir?," she asked in her sultry voice. I had found Lauren in
a High School theater company a few years back. She was the spitting image
of a teen-age Lauren Bacall, and I had molded her personality so she could
carry off "the Look" almost as well as the original. I could almost fall in
love with the 20-year old, if I let my self. Our sex was electric, and as
close to perfection as I had yet encountered. I only rarely used her for my
sexual release lately. I didn't want to spoil myself and lose interest.
Mostly she ran the household and kept an eye out for girls that needed my
attention.

   I sighed satisfactorily, "Sated, Lauren... for now. Have any pick-me-ups?"

   Up front, Lauren winked. She reached into the glove compartment and
passed back a small envelope containing a few pills. It's not a manly
habit, I know, but these pills would give me the sexual potency I'd need
for tonight. I downed them and chased them with a little scotch from the
minibar.

   Switching my attentions, I put one arm around Cindy and drew her close.
Absently, my free hand caressed her long, tanned thigh.  I pulled her face
close to mine, but instead of a kiss, I looked deeply into her eyes... and
let my consciousness invade her mind.

   Her sexual history wasn't as varied as I expected. Richard Gere really
was a homosexual, and Cindy had nothing to do with the gerbil incident. A
few abusive boyfriends, and a some lesbian tendencies (Cindy was currently
enjoying the attentions of a still-in-the-closet Jaime Lee Curtis. Hmm...
Jaime Lee and Cindy... a forest of perfect legs. I'd have to sample that
soon.)  She already had a thing for dicks in her ass (a little
disappointing, I like to break them in), but hated bondage (my smile came
back).

   Now, she was calm and still aroused from my earlier ministrations. I
explored her mind deeper, and learned all I needed to fully control her. I
could command her from any distance now. Whenever I wished, I could tune in
to her "channel" and take control as if she were in my arms. I probed a
different area, and rattled off some numbers out loud for Lauren. I now had
access to Cindy's personal fortune.

   I left some latent commands and switches in place before I withdrew from
Cindy's mind. With a word from me, she would be her normal self with no
memory of me, or a toy for my pleasure or anyone else I gave her to. Her
eyes fluttered a bit with bewilderment, and fixed quickly on mine.

   "Oh..... Master...." Cindy cooed. She was completely subservient and
completely in love and lust with me. Her lips pressed mine and her mouth
opened. The inside of her mouth was inviting and her tongue was hot and
powerful. Cindy knew how to kiss. Such a kiss was a novelty to me, and I
lingered there while my hands roamed her body. I pinched and rubbed her
breasts, bringing her button nipple to firmness. I couldn't stay away from
her legs... they were so smooth and supple. Her white cotton shorts were
beyond damp now. My fingers traced the outline of her mound and gently
pushed on her clit.

   "Ahhh!!" she squealed. Cindy squirmed out from under me and before I
knew it, straddled me as she ground her pussy into my crotch. "Mmm.. fuck
me... please..." she gasped between kisses. "Please... fuck Cindy,
Master... Cindy needs your cock, Master." I let her continue begging while
both my hands gripped her cotton-clad ass. Cindy's scant bikini top was no
barrier to me. My teeth pulled it aside and I was rewarded with a mouthful
of fleshy tit. Her nipple was a toy for my tongue to play with.

    The feel of cotton under my hands when I wanted flesh was tiresome. My
fingers searched for the seam that passed along the crack of her ass. With
little effort, the shorts ripped apart and the globes of Cindy Crawford's
ass spilled into my hands. I threw the shorts on the Limo floor and gained
complete access to Cindy's body.

   Cindy rubbed her breasts all over my face, and my index finger found the
puckered ring of her asshole. I pressed, sucked, rubbed and explored her
body to the point I even lost awareness of myself.

   Her begging was becoming more insistent, and I released my grip on her
ass to let her have her way. She kneeled between my legs on the limo floor
and worked off my belt and trousers. Her eyes were fixed on my cock and her
lips glistened and quivered in anticipation.

   "May Cindy suck Master's Cock?" she begged, and her eyes never left my
throbbing staff. Cindy kept her hands clasped behind her back in
subservience. I met Lauren's eyes in the rear-view mirror.

   "What do you think my dear?" I asked.

   Lauren raised an eyebrow in consideration. "If you think she's up to
it... all she has to do is open up her lips and blow."  I rolled my eyes
and returned to Cindy.

   "Suck it, my little slut." I commanded. 

   I almost jumped out of the car seat, as her head fell to my dick. Saliva
ran in streams down the shaft of my cock as Cindy's head rose and fell. She
switched back and forth between licking my balls and running her tongue up
my glans. Her mouth gently engulfed one testicle, and her well manicured
hand jacked my dick while it eclipsed half of her beautiful face. 

   The sight of it was even greater than the feel. Cindy's eyes rolled back
into as her tongue rubbed the very tip of my cock.  She was milking it for
the taste of my come... a side effect of one of my mental commands. Her
hand that wasn't pulling and stroking my dick reached to the floor of the
car and rubbed and probed her plump, pink pussy. Soon it traveled farther
back, and I heard her moans of ecstasy as her middle finger stuck itself in
her own asshole.

   The limousine was now making it's way up Coldwater Canyon, and would
soon reach Mullholland Drive and home. I only had a few minutes left of the
drive, and wanted release. 

   Grabbing a fistfull of hair, I pulled Cindy's head away from a
tremendous deep throat. Thin ropes of saliva and pre-come stretched across
the distance between her mouth and my dick before they snapped away. I
grabbed Cindy's shoulders and pulled her up to me again. Eagerly, she
straddled me and impaled herself on my waiting cock for the first time.
Cindy screamed in a minor orgasm, and I nearly lost it myself. 

   It was literally the hottest pussy I'd ever enjoyed. Cindy must run 10
degrees hotter down there than anyone else! Lubrication from her mouth and
her liberally flowing pussy ensured a smooth ride, and Cindy took advantage
of it. She rode me faster and faster, her arms outstretched and pressed to
the limo roof and windows. Her breasts bobbed up and down in a blur. I had
to grab them with both hands to get my mouth on them.

   Her tunnel of love was heaven to my cock. The walls of her pussy gripped
my meat firmly as it slipped in and out. Once again, my hands mauled her
ass and forced her body down even harder every time she began a downward
thrust. With every stroke, my cock seemed to spear her deeper and deeper.
She was breathing hard and starting to come for a massive, final time. I
couldn't wait any longer either. One of my large hands grabbed her shoulder
and pushed her body onto my cock as hard as I could. My other hand gripped
Cindy's outstretched throat and slowly squeezed.

   Cindy was coming hard as I pushed my hips up a final time, ramming my
cock into her as far as I could. Orgasm racked my body, and spurt after
spurt of come shot into the model. My hand squeezed harder and harder
around Cindy's gorgeous neck. Her mouth worked open, struggling for air...
and involuntary panic filled her eyes. The combination of her shuddering
orgasm and asphyxiation sent signals to her brain she couldn't
comprehend... I squeezed until her head relaxed and the tip of her luscious
tongue peeked out a corner of her mouth. My grip on her lovely body eased
and she fell unconscious to the floor, my cock slipping out of her steamy
cunt for the last time.

   I exhaled in satisfaction, and gazed at the model as she lay sprawled on
the limo floor. My mind touched hers briefly, just to make sure no
permanent damage had been done. Sure enough, she was just passed out.

   I pulled my pants up and brushed my hair back as the limo pulled inside
the security gates and toward the front of my mansion. Ever efficient,
Lauren had called ahead to the staff, and my two lovely hispanic nurses
were waiting with a gurney to take Cindy into the house. I staggered out of
the car rather weak-legged from the experience.

   "Inez," I said, nodding back to the limo. "Take Miss Crawford inside and
get her cleaned up."

   "Standard procedure Master?" she asked. 

   I considered it. My standard orders for new girls meant a strict diet of
clear liquids and vitamins for several days. The nurses would shave the new
catch completely from the neck down, thoroughly douche them and administer
several enemas. After that, the new girl's skin would be conditioned and
oiled and she'd be fitted with new costumes, all of which included collars.
Putting Cindy on the standard treatment meant she wouldn't be ready for me
tonight, but maybe another change in plans was o.k.  It keeps me on my
toes.

   "That will be fine Inez. I don't want to tire of this one too quickly.
Take her away." I patted Inez gently on the behind and gazed wistfully at
Cindy's lovely, unconscious body as my nurses wheeled her away. Lauren
appeared at my side, glamorous as always in her snug black uniform.

   "Changed your mind sir?" She also eyed Cindy's form until it disappeared
into the house. I'd indulge her sometime soon.

   "For now. No need to spoil her yet," I answered. "Keep the limo ready.
I'm going to clean myself up and check up on things in the house. We'll
make a run later tonight."

   Lauren smiled mischievously and turned away. What a wiggle in her walk!





Chapter 5: Interlude




In my office, after my shower, I considered my plans for the evening. Cindy
Crawford could wait. Yasmine Bleeth and Samantha Mathis were still waiting
for me in the basement, but my interest was elsewhere.

The large computer screens before me showed a huge selection of
entertainment. Thinking of Cindy brought to mind and idea.

"Jamie Lee Curtis," I spoke aloud. Computers accessed my database and
requested information appeared on screen.

ENTRY C671: Jamie Lee Curtis
STATUS: No Control Established
LOCATION: London, England - on set.
COMMENTS: Class A legs and ass. Have computer remind me to take her before
she gets out of shape.

"Hmm... " I considered. 

SHALL I CONSIDER YOU REMINDED ABOUT THIS ENTRY?.... asked the computer.

"Yes," I responded. "Random Display, Entire Database." The computer flashed
a series of entries.


ENTRY 502: "Kirstie"
STATUS: Light Control Established
LOCATION: Anaheim, CA 
COMMENTS: Probably 16. A blonde handful. Perky tits and a cute face. Raped
her in a Disneyland restroom and blanked her short term memory. SEE ALSO:
"Carrie," "Donna," "Felicity," and "Sheryl"

   "Next."

ENTRY C513: Alicia Silverstone
STATUS: Heavy Control Established
LOCATION: Washington D.C. Apartment 
COMMENTS: Quite a cocksucker. Decent buns. Sent her and Stacey Dash to
President Clinton in exchange for Lincoln Bedroom visit. Hmm.. you know,
Chelsea's starting to look good. SEE ALSO: Liv Tyler

   "Next."

ENTRY C456: Barbara Streisand
STATUS: Heavy Control Established
LOCATION: Beverly Hills, CA
COMMENTS: Ychhh!!! But she's rich...

   "Next."

ENTRY 235: "Carrie"
STATUS: Heavy Control Established
LOCATION: Ventura County, CA
COMMENTS: 13 years old with a world-class ass. Took her in the back of a
crowded movie theater. Since then, she's been her older brother's
plaything. He's recently been loaning her out to the men of the
neighborhood for cash. SEE ALSO: "Donna," "Felicity," "Kirstie," and
"Sheryl"


   "Good. Next"

ENTRY C127: Madonna
STATUS: Control Relinquished
LOCATION: New York, NY
COMMENTS: Good legs, muscle tone.  Great fun turning her into a complete
submissive. Still have access to her financial advisors.

   "Next."

ENTRY C444: Carrie Fisher
STATUS: Control Relinquished
LOCATION: Los Angeles, CA
COMMENTS: Great nostalgia trip. Took three months to get her back into
shape, but chaining her up in that bronze bikini was worth it.

   "Next."

ENTRY 005: Michelle P.
STATUS: Heavy Control Established
LOCATION: Provo, Utah
COMMENTS: Everybody has a cute cousin right?

   "Next."

ENTRY C105: Jennifer Aniston
STATUS: Light Control Established
LOCATION: Los Angeles, CA
COMMENTS: Kept her tied up for five days, just so Lauren could play with
her. God, we scared the shit out of her. SEE ALSO: Courtney Cox, Lisa
Kudrow.

   "Next."

ENTRY C189: Deborah Norville
STATUS: No Control Needed!
LOCATION: Los Angeles, CA
COMMENTS: A unique experience... she just fell in love with me. Great for
facials. SEE ALSO: Katie Couric

   "Next."

ENTRY C059: Racquel Darrian
STATUS: Heavy Control Established
LOCATION: Household Staff
COMMENTS: Fun to capture ‹ I'll never forget the first time I raped her
ass. A guest favorite for parties. SEE ALSO: Dyanna Lauren, Traci Lords,
Julia Hayes

   "Oh Bother... Stop Computer!" Almost 1000 entries,  and I knew nothing
in the database would satisfy tonight. It's a curse that comes with my
abilities -- nothing holds my sexual interest for long.

   "Lauren," I called to the intercom. "I hope the car is ready. We're
going hunting tonight."

   "Yes, Sir!"




Chapter 6:  The Great Friday Night Hunt




   I was back in the limo, cruising the streets of Los Angeles on a brisk
Fall night. I chewed another pick-me-up and sipped a scotch as I looked
aimlessly out the window.

   "Friday night Lauren," I was dripping boredom. "Any suggestions?"

   "You could take over another strip club for your own use again," she
suggested. I smiled in recollection. A few weeks ago in Michigan, I
banished all the men from an exclusive little strip club in Grosse Point. I
took complete control of 16 nubile college girls. tenderly and brutally, I
violated all of them over a 24-hour period. When someone with my mental
abilities goes on a bender, it's quite a party.

   "That's an idea... let's make our way for Orange County then. Better
pickings." Lauren's suggestion was good, but I knew I wouldn't settle on
it. At least we had a direction now. Good old white-bread republican Orange
County.

   The suburbs in the Fall.... memories of Friday night football games
flooded into my mind. Perfect.

   "I've got a better idea my dear, let's find ourselves a High School in a
rich neighborhood." Boredom had found it's answer for me.

   At all times, Lauren carried an extensive listing of nightclubs, strip
clubs, colleges, high schools, junior high schools and anywhere else
potential entertainment might be found. She found a likely High School and
we pulled into the crowded parking lot.

   The lights from the field drew us like moths and I was almost giddy with
anticipation. It cost me $3 at the gate to enter a veritable candy store.

   "Lauren, I think I can handle things on my own here," I said. "Why don't
you check out the Visitors side for anything interesting. My faithful aide
nodded and briskly walked away. Her black leather pantsuit drew many stares
from students and parents alike.

   I stood in the open space that separated the Gymnasium from the back of
the Home stands. Students milled around, waiting for the game to start. I
could hear the timeless strains of a bad marching band performing in the
distance.

   With my mind, I broadcast a sort of 'white noise' that touched every one
in the vicinity. With this ability I had become effectively invisible, and
could roam at will.

   My first target stood alone with her back against the Gymnasium wall.
She was a brunette (5' 2" or so) with a baby face and ballerina legs,
probably 16. As I got closer I noticed she was part hispanic, softened with
european or possibly asian features. I opened her awareness to me as I
approached. She offered a glance but otherwise took no notice. Doesn't it
suck when 15-year olds don't pay attention to you any more?

   I paced back and forth in front of her, leaning in a bit to examine her.
She started to look uncomfortable, but my command had rooted her feet in
place.

   "Are you a dancer honey?" I asked her. She was scared now. "Those are
great little legs... You should be a cheerleader." I paralyzed her voice.
She tried to pull her rather short skirt further down to cover up her legs,
but found with horror she was pulling the skirt UP to reveal young firm
thighs and a triangle of pink cotton panties.

   Her eyes were wide with fear and she work her mouth into a silent scream
us I sampled a small, tender breast with my hand. By now, my invisibility
field had enveloped her too,  adding to her confusion and panic when no one
came to help her. 

   She couldn't move of her own free will, but the teen was very pliable in
my hands. I moved quickly, because there were other pleasures awaiting me.

   I bent the girl over and ground my crotch into her backside. Her skirt
was completely pulled around her waist, and I crouched down, pulling her
panties to her ankles. The teenager silently cried with fear and
incomprehension, as my tongue ravaged her twat. She tasted very sweet, like
only young girls do. Her asshole was so tight, I didn't think I could stick
my pinkie finger in there. I satisfied myself by enjoying the feeling of my
tongue between her pink pussy lips. Hmm.. the resistance of a virgin pussy
greeted me.

   I pulled my face away, and shoved the girl toward a vacant bench. Her
eyes met mine with abject terror. She new I would take her virginity from
her. I roughly forced her on her back and pushed her legs apart and her
knees back toward her shoulders. She must have been a dancer, her legs were
so flexible!

   This cute little girls pussy was completely exposed for me. I released
my cock from my trousers and positioned the head at her virgin gate. I spit
on my hand and lubed my shaft as I rubbed the head of my cock on her little
nubbin of a clit. Involuntarily, she shuddered with a bit of pleasure. The
pleasure was overwhelmed by her despair. I hadn't touched her psyche at all
yet. This was going to be a simple rape of a sexy 16-year old girl.

   Remembering there were more young girls waiting for me, I shoved my cock
into her cunt, breaking past her virgin's resistance. Her body arched in
pain, and my hands ripped open her blouse, exposing her smooth, tanned
stomach and small white breasts. With thumb and forefinger, I pinched each
rather large nipple into hardness, while I pistoned in and out of her
ravaged pussy. Her little legs bobbed in the air as I bucked her. She
looked great as I speared her.

   Her young pussy was very tight, but had started to lube up a bit the
facilitate my ride. I grabbed an ankle in each hand and brought her feet
together as I rammed into the teen. I put both feet alongside her cute
little face, and pummeled her into the bench with my cock. It felt great,
and I knew I had made the right choice for the evening.

   With brutal thrusts I kept up the pace until I couldn't take it any
more. I pulled my cock out as streams of sperm lanced over the raped girl.
Lines of come traced over her chest, and droplets ran down the underside of
her chin. 
   
   I admired my handiwork for a moment while I considered my next move.  I
decided to leave my little dancer, wiping memory of the rape from her mind
as I wiped my cock on her lovely face.

   The football game had started now and most of the crowd was in the
stands. Still invisible, I made my way onto the Home team risers and worked
through the cheering spectators. Patiently and methodically, I examined
potential playthings as I crossed the stands. Little sisters and big
sisters of the players, students, young teachers, and moms -- nothing
really caught my eye. I started to despair of finding a suitable toy until
I was three quarters through the crowd and my eyes fell the girl I'd come
to know as Celeste..

   Without any command of my own, this girl screamed jail bait or sextoy.
She was thirteen and slim, but with rather advanced curves of womanhood.
Her skin was smooth as silk and lightly tanned. She had a firm, almost
boyish jawline, but full feminine lips. When she smiled, her dark green
eyes became slits, and danced over the boys who surrounded her. She had a
delicate giggle of a laugh.

   I walked up the steps toward her and revealed myself to only her. My
mind entered hers quickly and explored. Celeste was a flirt, so much so,
that her unconscious seemed to welcome my invasion. I had never encountered
this feeling before, and I knew I wanted this little girl at my side for a
long time to come.

   "Your mine, my sweet." It was a command and a fact. No further impulse
was needed. Celeste practically jumped into my arms, and quickly turned a
hug of greeting in a virtual sex act. Her hands groped for my dick, and her
mouth glued itself to my neck. She was electric. Before I knew it, my hand
was up her little blue denim skirt, getting under flimsy panties.

   I had forgotten the crowd.

   They gaped as they saw sexy little Celeste dry-humping like a
pornographic mime. By now, I had pulled her up her skirt, and they all got
a look at a flawless, plump, thirteen year old ass wriggle in delight.
Slowly I realized the problem. I shook the little sexpot off for a moment
as I quickly blanked the short term memory of the local onlookers, and
hustled her out of the stands.

   I don't know how I got her out to the parking lot. I was more concerned
with groping this Lolita than walking. She was light as a feather and
squirmed uncontrollably in my arms as we left the gate behind us. 
   
   Finding the limo was a problem, but I didn't care. My little Celeste had
inverted herself in my arms and freed my granite cock from my pants. As she
fed my comparatively huge cock into her mouth, her thighs gripped the sides
of my head with surprising strength. Her panties were long gone, and my
tongue lapped at the petals of her pretty, hairless pussy.

   We staggered through the lot like that, drunk on each other's bodies,
banging into cars and almost falling over. Lauren's familiar laughter
became my beacon as I came closer to the car. In mere minutes I had become
addicted to little Celeste, and started to wonder who was really in
control.

   I approached the car and draped the girl over the hood. I looked over to
Lauren and just shook my head in disbelief. Celeste still had her hot
little mouth wrapped around my dick. She was on her back with her head
hanging off the edge. I started driving my dick like I was fucking her
face, and Celeste was begging for more. She kicked her feet in delight,
denting the hood, but who cared?

   One last thrust into her eager mouth was it for me, and I started to
come down her throat. With each twitch of my dick, she sucked and swallowed
and moaned, until I slowly pulled myself out of her face, and not a drop of
come dribbled out of her satisfied smile.

   "Jesus!" I exclaimed. "What the fuck was that about?"

   Celeste just stretched like a cat and slowly gathered herself up. Lauren
just crossed her arms and looked questioningly at me.

   "What do you mean?" she asked.

   "I've never come across girl like that since..." My voice drifted off as
looked closely at my lovely assistant. She was smiling slightly. "Not
since...," I started again, but couldn't complete the thought as I looked
at the smiling Celeste. You know, change her hair and Celeste could have
passed for a very very young Lauren Bac...

   Before I could open my mouth, Lauren answered my question with a knowing
smile. "Celeste is my baby sister you big lunk! Don't you recognize this
High School? This is the same place you captured me!"

   Celeste squealed in delight and joined us in a three way hug. Lauren and
I laughed as one of Celeste's nimble hands found it's way into my pants,
and another hand gripped and rubbed Lauren's leather encased ass. With
affection, I pulled the sisters close, and lightly nibbled on Lauren's
lovely pale neck. I forgot how much fun family reunions could be.


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