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---------------------------------------------------------Warning:
 The material that follows is adult in nature, containing
graphic sex descriptions.  If you are not over 18, or if such
material is offensive to you, stop here and move on to another
story.-----------------------------------------------------------
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 DISCLAIMER:

This story is based on one of my personal fantasies - of being 
sexually dominated by actress Shannen Doherty. It is COMPLETELY 
FICTIONAL, and I have never actually met Ms Doherty. 

Don't ask me to explain why I have this fantasy. I'm not really
a  fan of Shannen's work, but who knows what makes certain
things erotic  for each of us? I believe in this particular
case, it has to do with Shannen's  reputation for being a
spoiled brat and a "bitch", blended  with my own preference for
dominant/submission games. It was triggered  by a picture of
Shannen that I saw in another Newsgroup. At any rate, the 
thought of Shannen giving me orders gets to me every time, and
writing  this story was very erotic for me.

My apologies to Shannen Doherty if this is offensive. I just
can't help myself.  

Karen------------------------------------------------------------
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 It all started with a business trip to Los Angeles. I had a
three-day seminar to attend, and since it was a long trip
anyway, I decided to take a couple days  vacation and stay over
the weekend. Six months earlier, I had separated from my 
husband of ten years, so this would be my first solo vacation.

I had rented a car through my company and was sightseeing in one
of the rich  neighborhoods - not Beverly Hills, but nearby. I
always hate the rental  experience. I don't feel comfortable
driving a strange car, and my company seems  to always be
changing the rules on which insurance to take and which to
waive. I  always feel like there's a disaster waiting to happen.

In this case, my fears proved correct. I was driving around
taking in the  sights, trying to work the radio at the same
time. I should have known better. Distracted by the unfamiliar
radio controls, I took my eye off the road for just  a second.
When I looked up, I saw a car stopped just in front of me. I
tried to slam on my brakes, but it was too late - I banged into
the expensive sports car.

I had a sinking feeling in my stomach as I got out to review the
damage. It  didn't look too bad, really, but would definitely
require my insurance. As I was  looking at the other car's
bumper, the driver got out. She was dressed in jeans  and a
t-shirt, and seemed awfully young to have such an expensive car.
And she was definitely NOT happy.

"What the hell were you doing????" she screamed. "I just got
this car, and now  look at it." She had this disgusted look on
her face, but she seemed familiar.

"I'm very sorry," I said. "I just looked down for a moment. My
insurance willy pay for everything." 

She sort of huffed and said. "Alright, alright, just give me the
information and you can talk to my lawyer. Damn!" 

I gave her the insurance information from the rental agency, and
she handed me a card. "This is my lawyer," she said. " The card
said "Sheila Lansdorf, Esq." "And my name is Shannen Doherty." 
Now I knew why she looked familiar - she was  the actress.

I called Ms Lansdorf from my hotel and gave her all the
information about the  rental car insurance and my own car
insurance. She was very pleasant, and I  figured the insurance
companies would take it from there. Unfortunately, about   an
hour later, Ms Lansdorf called back. "We have a problem. It
seems that you  waived the rental insurance, and your own
insurance has lapsed. How are you  planning to make compensation
for the damage? The estimate is over $8000."

I couldn't believe it. The damage had seemed small, but any
repair to an  expensive sports car carries a high price tag. And
my insurance! It was one of  those things that slipped by me in
the confusion and tension of my separation.

I was a little desparate.  "Well, uh...I...I'm sure we can work
something out.  I have about $2000 in the bank. Maybe I can pay
over time?"

"Ms Doherty is pretty upset, maam. I don't think she'll go for
that, especially since you're from out of state. But we'd like
to keep this out of court."

I was silent..stunned. I explained my personal situation, and
she seemed somewhat  sympathetic. "Are there any other options?"
I asked. "Is there anything else I  an do?"

There was a long pause on the other end. "Well..." she said.
"Sometimes Shannen  can be pursuaded by a personal plea. If you
want, I can arrange a meeting and you can explain your
situation. Seeing a chance, I quickly agreed.

The next day Sheila Lansdorf picked me up at my hotel. She drove
us to a fairly  modest, but expensive home near the site of my
accident. She rang the bell, and to my surpise, Shannen Doherty
answered the door herself. Like the last time,  she was dressed
casually, this time in a miniskirt and plain top.

Shannen said hello to Sheila and nodded curtly to me. Sheila
made some  introductory remarks and then said "I'll wait here
while you two discuss this in private. I was a little surprised
by this, but it seemed to be what Shannen  expected. She led me
to what appeared to be a sitting room off of her own  bedroom.

Plopping down in a large easy chair, she said pointedly, "So,
what's your proposition?" This caught me completely off guard I
hadn't prepared any "proposition". "Well,...uh...I don't
know..." I stammered. "I thought if we talked we could work
something out."

"Look, $8000 is a lot to work out," she said. "Don't think that
because  I'm famous I'll just throw money away." 

"No, I didn't mean....I mean, well, did Ms Lansdorf mention my
problem?"

"Yeah, yeah, Sheila said you're going through a separation and
all. That's  hard, but it doesn't help me now, does it?" She had
that disgusted look again.  Then her expression changed. "Of
course," she said, "maybe we can work out  something
non-financial." She had a funny look and raised her eyebrows 
expectantly.

"What did you have in mind?" I asked?

"Well, what are you willing to do?" She replied, staring at me.
Suddenly I  felt weak and helpless. It seemed like she was
looking right through me. 

I couldn't answer. I just stood there looking at her, womdering
what she meant. Finally, she said slowly "I like to play games.
Sexual games." She looked at me  intently, checking my response.
"If you're willing to play along, maybe I can  forgive the
damage to my new car."

My mind raced. Sexual games? Did she have some guy she wanted to
bring in? Or  was Shannen Doherty a lesbian?  Not that I had a
problem with sex with women.  In fact, my experience with my
marriage had soured me a bit on men, and I had  had a couple
female encounters since leaving him.

Finally I asked warily, "Well, just what kind of games do you
mean?"

Shannen smiled slowly and knowingly. "Look, I'm not gay. I like
men and all,  though they can be more trouble than they're worth
sometimes. But something I  find really exciting is dominating
another woman - to boss her around  and make her do my bidding.
It's great fun, ...and really hot. And for whatever reason, I
especially enjoy putting little blonde 'cuties' through their
paces, so you're the perfect choice."

I didn't object, so she went on. "You will be my slave for the
next 24 hours.  You'll do anything and everything I tell you to.
In general, you will exist for my pleasure. If you do a good job
in pleasing me, I'll consider  voiding your debt." She paused,
then with a leer added, "Oh, and by the way, I  just LOVE oral
sex...for a long, long time."

I was getting more and more nervous. This sounded strange, even
dangerous. But I  also found myself getting a little excited by
this talk. In my previous encounters  with women, I did tend to
be somewhat submissive. And if it saved me the  money... 

Finally I said it: "Okay, I'll do it." I could feel my face
flush deep red  as I said it. I could see Shannen flush a little
too. But I knew hers was not from embarrassment, but from
arousal. She smiled broadly at my submission. "I have an odd
feeling you're going to enjoy this, too," she said.

 "Okay. First off, stand up." Her voice was harsh. I hesitated.
She walked over and pulled me to my feet.  I just stood there,
looking at her, waiting for the next command. "Take off your
pants," she snarled. 

I unsnapped my jeans and began to pull them down. I thought it a
little odd that she asked me to take my pants off first. Normally
I would start at the top. But as I stood there with my pants
down, I felt like a little girl who was about to be punished. I
knew then that this was the point - to humiliate me.

"Turn around and take your panties down" she said next. I
dutifully obeyed, drawing the silky fabric over my buttocks and
standing before her, naked from the waist down. "Nice. Now the
rest." Following instructions, I took off my socks, my top, and
finally my bra, exposing my smallish breasts to my new
mistress's derisive gaze. I was completely naked, flushed with
nervousness and a strange anticipation.

"So." she said, "have you ever been with a woman before?"

"No," I lied. I saw no need to expose all my secrets to her.
Besides, I thought she might enjoy this more if she thought she
was forcing something new on me. And I wanted to make sure she
enjoyed herself.

"Never eaten pussy, huh?", she said with a nasty smirk. "Well,
that's definitely going to change." She laughed to herself as
she said this. "But you want to today, don't you, slut?"

The tone of the conversation was beginning to change. "Well,
I,..."

"I SAID you want to, don't you!" 

Taking the hint, I responded in a low voice, "Yes, I want to eat
some pussy today." I could feel my face redden again.

"Whose pussy do you want to eat, Karen?"

"I want to eat your pussy, Shannen." This brought a grin from my
tormenter. Shannen seemed to like the verbal degradation as well
as the acts themselves. 

Now she came up very close to me, looking me straight in the
eyes and saying, very deliberately "Yes, you're going to. You're
going to eat my pussy for a long time. You're going to eat me
out,  you're going to be my little cunt-sucker, and anything
else I want from you. I'm going to make sure you never forget
the taste of me in your mouth."

I could see that Shannen was getting herself excited with her
own words. Her breath seemed shorter, and there was an intense
look in her eyes as she described my fate. It was contagious,
too. I was getting turned on myself by her wild talk.

"Okay, now get on your knees. I have nice legs, don't you think?
Show me how you like my legs."

I was surprised at how pale Shannen's skin was, considering the
climate, but I assumed she was nuturally fair-skinned. She did
have nice legs. Her calves were a little thin, but as I looked
at those alabaster thighs under her miniskirt, I could feel
myself becoming aroused.  I ran my hands gently over the smooth
skin of Shannen's calves and thighs, then placed a soft kiss on
the inside of one knee. She said nothing, so I continued to kiss
her legs all over, swirling my tongue for additional
stimulation. 

After a few minutes, her hands reached for her waist to undo her
miniskirt. She slowly lowered it, revealing a pair of light blue
 satin panties. Through them, I could see the shadow of her dark
pubic mound. Her top came off next, and I was surprised by the
size of her breasts. The were fuller than I had expected, very
nicely shaped. Her nipples were already erect. At last, she
stood before me clad only in those sexy blue panties. I could
feel the dampness between my own legs as I looked at her and
thought about what I was about to do.

She stood me up and took my hands in hers. "Here," she said,
putting my hands on her breasts. It thrilled me to feel her
breasts, soft and full and firm, in the palms of my hands. 
Without being asked, I lowered my head to take each pert,  erect
nipple into my mouth. They felt very hot as I squeezed them with
my lips and sucked them deep, taking some of the soft milky
flesh as well. Shannen sighed in response. I was really 
beginning to enjoy this.

We walked over to the chair and I knelt down in front of
Shannen. "Take them off," she said, almost in a whisper. My
hands shook slightly as I reached for the waistband of her
panties. She raised her hips slightly to let me could pull them
down. I took the wet crotch of her panties in my mouth and 
sucked, getting my first taste of her. I heard Shannen murmer 
to herself,  "Oh, this is is going to be good." 

My face was now directly in front of Shannen's brown pubic
patch.  The contrast with the smooth, ivory skin of her thighs
was incredibly sexy.  Under her bush was the puffy mound of her
two  large lips.  Her smaller lips were slightly visible in
between.  She looked wet.

"Well, how do I look, huh?  Are you getting hot looking at me,
thinking about this?"     

I reached between my legs and said, "Uhhh  huuhh".   

"Think about it, whore. Think about how you're going to eat it, 
about how hot it will feel against your sluttly little face."   
Shannen was silent for a minute while I soaked in the view.   
Then she said, "Oooh, I'm getting hot making you do this.  Can 
you see me getting wet?".   I saw that Shannen's pussy was 
starting to grow and open  up.  The smaller lips were protruded 
more now. There was noticeable wetness between her legs. She
clearly enjoyed the dominant role.

"Now taste it." 

I gazed at  Shannen's pussy, then looked up at her.  Shannen
said, "That's a good slave.  Do it baby.  Show me how much you
want to taste it."  She took my head in her hands and pulled it
toward her pussy.  I just knelt there, my breath coming faster.
I was sure my secret was out, that she could see my excitement.

"Come on,  Karen.  You know you want to.  I can see the look  in
your eyes. You're getting horny as you think about eating my 
pussy."   Her words embarassed me, humiliated me, but I realized
she was right. I was thoroughly enjoying this, and I was now
very,  very horny.  

I took my finger, worked it gently into her slit, and then put
it in my mouth.  Her juices tasted  better than I expected. I
rubbed my finger up and down Shannen's slit some more.    "Mmmh,
ooh... aaagh. Come on now.  Do me.", she said.    Then I stuck
my finger deep inside her, down where the source of her cream
was.  Again, I put it to my mouth, taking my whole finger and
sucking on it.  I liked the taste of her, and the position I was
in..  I licked my finger off and looked up at Shannen, while my 
pussy clenched down and my hips and thighs started grinding 
together.   "Mmmmh. You like it, don't you? " she said. "Now,
kiss me down there."     A chill ran through me, but I didn't
move yet.     "You liked how your finger tasted, slut.  Go
ahead.  There's more where that came from. You like my  pussy
juice, don't you, Karen?.  Look how wet you've made me down 
there. If you keep it up, I have a little surprise for you."   I
wasn't sure what she meant, but by now I was totally out of
control. 

"Oooh,  Oooh, Oh God", I moaned.  "I have to!" and quickly dove 
between her legs.

Shannen reached down with both hands and grabbed my short,
blonde hair. This got me even more aroused, and I trembled and
moaned shamelessly.  "Just as I thought.  Can't get enough, can
you, slut.  Come on, kiss my cunt, slave.  And play with
yourself while you do it."   I couldn't help myself any more.
Her order to "kiss my cunt" seemed so dirty and decadent. "Cunt"
was a term  I never used myself, but she seemed to enjoy the
sound of it, and at that moment, it turned me on as well. Highly
aroused, I leaned  over between Shannen's legs and kissed her
clit, at the same time moving my own hand between my legs.

My lips and tongue were wet and hot, as  they made contact with
Shannen's cunt.  I pulled Shannen's lips open with my fingers,
and started sucking her clit and licking up and down.  "Ooooh. 
Oooh God, baby.  Oh, I forgot how hot this can get me.  Oh God, 
I love this. Here...here is, all for you...ohhhh."  Shannen 
pulled her knees to her chest opening herself completely for me,
 her new pussy lover.   I clamped my lips over Shannen's pussy
and  tongue reamed her,  in and out.  Shannen bucked up and
down, but  my mouth stayed right there.

"Oooooh, yeah!!!.  Do me!  Suck my cunt!  Fuck it with your
tongue.  Oooh  you're good.  Here it comes, you little bitch.  
I can't hold it.  Aaaaahhhhh!"  Shannen exploded, and then I got
her "surprise": Shannen was a "gusher", a female ejaculator. I
had heard of this, but never experienced it myself.  As her hips
bucked with pleasure, I could feel spurts of  thin  vaginal
fluids shoot from her pussy and into my eager mouth.  

"MMmmhhh". I  swallowed Shannen's cum, cleaning her with my
tongue  until she had served all the cum she had into my mouth.
As I looked  up, cheeks flushed and wet, I saw a look of animal
passion on Shannen's  pretty face, and I knew she wasn't
finished.  

      "Oooh, yeah" said Shannen, "that's it.  More!!!".  I put
my tongue out, and licked again.  It tasted so good, felt so
erotic.   Once I started, it was too much, and I couldn't stop.
I  had never tasted anything so exciting.  I tongued Shannen's
pussy lovingly from top to bottom, while she leaked cream onto
my loving tongue.  

   Shannen moaned, "God, you are something. "Get on your back.  
I want to sit on your face," Shannen  said.

 We moved to the bed, and I obeyed.  Shannen moved over me. I
grabbed her hips with my hands and pulled her pussy tightly 
onto my mouth,  ravenous for her.   "Ooooh yes.  Do me.. Aaaah. 
Stick your tongue way inside." 

She rode my face for a long time. When she got really excited, 
she'd push her hips down as hard as she could, vibrating them
and  mashing my head into the mattress, all the while keeping
her eyes  locked to mine. I felt engulfed in her heat, my whole
lower face inside her wet lips.

"Ooohh, you're doing it," she moaned. "Oooh, God, this is too
much.   I'm going to come in your mouth again.  Do you want it
in your  mouth?" Shannen asked.     

"Mmmmph, Mmmm. Oh yes, please"  My hand worked harder between my
own legs while I continued eating her.   

"Oooh. You want my cum?  Oooh, yes. Oooh it's coming soon.  I  
can't hold it much longer" moaned Shannen.  

"Oooh, yes", I said. "Give it to me, Shannen.  Do it. Right in 
my mouth. Let me suck it out of you!"   

Shannen groaned, " Here goes. Aaaagh, my God, oh you're good.  
Oh god, it's coming.  Oh I can feel it".   

As Shannen came, I clamped my whole mouth around her pussy and
put my tongue inside.  My tongue reached deep inside her, and
Shannen  started cumming violently.  

I sucked and swallowed all Shannen's juices.  I could feel
Shannen's cunt clamping up on my tongue as I gratefully drank
all she had to offer.

 "Oh, God, you little cum sucker.  Ooooh that was good.  Come
here you horny little lesbian. I gently tongued Shannen's clit. 
She looked down at me, enjoying the sight of my face between her
legs, shiny with her sexy fluids.  She saw how I was enjoying
this, and told me to talk to her. 

"Ooooh. Its so good Shannen.  I love serving you.  I'll eat you
all night, darling."   

Shannen moved a little farther forward, and so that my tongue 
rubbed against her asshole.  She moaned. 

"Ooohhh, that's hot. That feels good Karen. Do it some more".  
I got really hot, too, realizing what I was doing. This was 
something I had not done before. Shannen steadied herself now, 
resting her ass right over my tongue.  "Okay, Karen, you little
cunt slut. Lick my asshole.  Mmmhhhh.  Oooohhh that's good."  We
both moaned harder.  Shannen groaned, "You like that, don't you?
You like to eat my asshole. Your my butt slut, too, aren't you,
Karen? Are you going to get off doing this dirty thing?  My
asshole is so hot and horny from your tongue. Ummmmm"  She
stayed over my mouth for a long time, while my tongue worked
lovingly around the rim of her asshole.  "Eat my ass...eat my 
ass!!!" she repeated over and over, lost in the lust of 
controlling me so completely.  

"Wait," she said. "I need to get more comfortable." With that, 
Shannen climbed off me and lay face down on the bed. "OK," she
said. "Now get back there and really do a job on my butt."   I
moved down on the bed, until Shannen's bottom was right in front
of  my face. At that moment, her round butt and smooth brown
asshole looked  absolutely beautiful to me - the sexiest thing I
could imagine. I  kissed and gently nipped at her soft cheeks,
drawing soft  murmurs of pleasure from my beautiful young
mistress. Finally, I  placed a thumb on each side of the crack
between Shannen's buttocks and spread her cheeks wide, to allow 
me easy access to her ass.  I then buried my face into her ass
and began to tongue her ass hole. Shannen moaned as I worked my
tongue around and into her anus. Obviously hot, she moved her
body on the bed like a cat in heat.  Her actions got me even
more aroused, and I pushed my tongue in  farther, slowly,
sensuously penetrating as deep as I could into my  lover's most
private parts. She really liked that, and she began  moaning
louder and rotating her buttocks in an effort to increase  the
already wonderful pleasures I was giving her. The sound and 
sight of her obvious pleasure made me so hot, I continued to
worship her ass for a long, long time.  

When I sensed that just my ass-licking was not going to get 
Shannen off, I turned her over, pushed her knees up,  and spread
her legs wide as I could.  Spreading her lips wide with my
thumbs,  I began to tongue her protuding clit, with immediate
results. It  almost felt like I was in control now...tonguing
her and biting  her clit...each time sending shivers of pleasure
through her.  

 *******

We took a short break after that. Shannen seemed spent, and my 
jaw ached from servicing her such a long time. Still, we both
wanted  more.  Chance had thrown us together, but our desires
seemed to mesh  perfectly, and the result was a wildly erotic
time for both of us.

Shannen got up to go to the bathroom. As I lay on the bed, I
could hear  the sound of her urinating quite profusely.
Something about this was  erotic, too, and exciting, knowing I
was hearing this famous young woman  in her most private
activities.

A moment later, I heard Shannen call from the bathroom. "Karen,
come in  here. I need you."

Surprised, I walked across the room to the bathroom door. I
looked in to  see Shannen sitting on the toilet. She gave me a
pseudo-innocent look and said, "Gee Karen, I don't seem to have
any toilet paper. What are we going  to do about that?"

I started to correct her - there was plenty of paper on the roll
next to her. But then I realized that there was more to this,
that Shannen had more plans for my "service". "I'm not sure what
you mean, Shannen," I  stammered. 

"I think you do know, Karen, my little pussy slut." Then looking
very  haughty, she pointed to the floor. Taking her cue, I got
on my knees and  crawled slowly to her. As I looked up at her
sitting on the toilet,  Shannen slowly spread her legs wide and
said with a mischevious grin  "I told you you'd have to do
EVERYTHING I say." 

Looking between Shannen's thighs, I could see small droplets of
piss in  her pubic hair and on her pussy. "My god." I thought,
"she wants me to  lick her clean!"

"Well, don't just sit there, bitch. My pussy is full of pee.
Lick it off." 

Slowly, I leaned my head forward. This was more than I had
bargained for.  Still, I thought about the money I owed and the
agreement we made. I had to do this. My tongue reached out
tentatively and licked at Shannen's soft brown curls, scooping
up several small droplets. The taste was not what I expected. 
Salty, pungent, but not bad, really. I actually found myself
getting excited  by it. I was tasting Shannen Doherty's piss!
Oh, so decadent. 

I began to slowly lap at Shannen's whole crotch area, searching
out each bit of her warm urine that was left there. Shannen was
loving it, watching me serve her in this most personal and
degrading manner. She began to ramble in  her lust, saying "Oh,
you are such a hot little slave, aren't you? God, you'll  do
anything with that hot mouth of yours. I should have brought you
in here earlier so I could use you for my personal
toilet...right  in your hot mouth... oooohhhhhh, god, so
horny..."

She looked down at me. "You're going to drink my piss, Karen.
You are. I'm going to make you do it and you're going to love
it, because you love having your mouth between my legs for any
reason, don't you? I can't wait until I have to pee again so I
can do it right in your mouth and watch you swallow.
Mmmmmm..oohhh."

By now all the urine was gone, though the taste lingered
erotically on my tongue.  I continued to lick her, though, as we
had both become quite horny once again.  Shannen was insatiable.
She leaned back on the toilet, pushed her hips forward and threw
her head back, her eyes closed in a pose of luxurious passion.
Her pelvis moved back and forth in a sexy rumba against my 
slaving tongue. With a long groan of lust, she murmered, "Oh,
god,  what a filthy little mouth you have." I reached for her
full breasts with both hands and felt her erect nipples press
against  my palms. As I looked up at her,  I thought she was the
sexiest woman alive.

Shannen's hips continued their hot dance until finally, her body
 tensed and she gripped the edge of the toilet with all her
might.  She squealed and trembled with indescribable ecstasy as
a rushing  wave of girl cum burst upon my tongue and into my
open mouth.   Pressing my face as far within her wet crotch as I
could, I  swallowed surge upon surge of her womanly joy, as my
own orgasm hit  me like a runaway train.  

I couldn't catch all of Shannen's latest eruption. Small
drippings  of the precious fruit of my efforts ran down my chin.
My mouth and  nose were likewise covered with a sweet film of
girljuice. As she  began to calm down, I slipped my mouth off
her hot box, wiped my face,  and waited to hear her next desire.
  ...

 


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