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Hypno Celeb TNG 3: Sarah Michelle Gellar {mc, mf, celeb}

by KMB


	This story is not meant to be read by people under the age of 18 for
various legal reasons that I’m not smart enough to get into.  So you young
ones go off and read something nice and legal like the Starr Report.  This
story contains graphic descriptions of sexuality and if this offends you then
it’s time to hit the back button on the left hand side of your screen. 
Hypnosis does not work this way becuase this is a fantasy story.  This is not
reality and should not be treated as such.  If you try and make this fantasy
reality then drop me a line when you get out of jail.

	This story is dedicated to a friend of mine who is quite possibly the
biggest Sarah Michelle Gellar fan in the universe.  He will probably only be
truly happy if he had a chance to be with her, so I dedidcate this story to
him. May his fantasies come true.

	Remember, I need feedback and scenarios to keep this train moving.  Send all
comments and ideas to KMB_76@yahoo.com

	I do need your scenarios, so don’t hesitate to send them to me.


---------------


	Sarah Michelle Gellar sat back in her chair and sighed.  It was her
downtime on the set of Buffy The Vampire Slayer and she was trying something
new, writing.  Sarah had to start thinking about her career after Buffy and
there weren’t a lot of great roles for women waiting out there for her.  So
when Sarah heard that Jennifer Love Hewitt had written a script and set up a
movie for herself, she had decided to take a crack at putting together a
screenplay.

	Unfortunately this was easier said than done, and Sarah was suffering
from a serious case of writer’s block.	She stared at the screen in front of
her for what seemed like hours, but no ideas were forthcoming.	She’d been
full of ideas the night before, when she’d first come up with this silly
screenplay thing, but now nothing was flowing.	Time continued to pass and
Sarah was getting more and more frustrated at her lack of progress, so she
was almost grateful when she was interrupted by a knocking on her trailer
door.  Hopefully whatever this distraction was would get her creative juices
going somehow.

	Sarah got up and saw that it was Tom at the door.  Tom was the mail
boy for the studio lot where they filmed the show and Sarah had had a chance
to have a few conversations with him.  If Sarah’s memory served her was going
to medical school and was paying his way by working here.  He was certainly
cute.  He was about  5-11, with sandy brown hair.  Sarah might have even
considered going out with him at some point, but when you’ve got a hit TV
series and you’re trying to establish yourself in movies who has time for a
social life?

	“Hi Tom,” Sarah said brightly as she opened the door.

	“Here you go Sarah,” Tom said as he handed her a bundle of mail, including a
small package.

	“What’s this, fan mail from some flounder?” Sarah asked as she held the
package.

	“Only one way to find out,” Tom replied.

	“I suppose you’re right,” Sarah said, “Fan mail might just be the
distraction I need right now.”

	“Is something wrong?” Tom asked with genuine concern.

	“No,” Sarah answered with a little sigh, “I’m actually trying to write a
screenplay and it’s not going so well.”

	“Well you know what they say,” Tom stated, “Everyone in Los Angeles is only
working at their job until their screenplay gets bought.  You’re not alone.”

	“Somehow that’s not that comforting a thought,” Sarah said with a smile, “I
don’t suppose you have any great ideas for a movie.”

	“Sure I do,” Tom answered, “But it involves a young mail deliverer studying
to be a doctor who cracks open an international spy ring and saves the world.”

	“I’ll keep that idea in mind,” Sarah replied, “Thanks Tom.”

	Sarah then closed the door to her trailer and started looking over
her mail. Most of it was standard fan mail, and that was enough to make Sarah
happy.	Fame was very fickle in this business and a long time ago Sarah had
decided to look at her legion of fans as a good thing and not a burden.  Who
knew, some day when she was old and gray she’d want their adoration, but
they’d be long gone.

	As she continued to flip through the envelopes, Sarah decided to save
the letters for later because the package had really piqued her interest. 
What was inside could either be really sweet or really sick, but either way
Sarah was dying to find out what lay beneath the brown wrapping.

	She quickly tore open the wrapping and opened the box that lay under it.
The box was very light and when she couldn’t see anything inside, Sarah stuck
her hand in.  She was then felt something sharp prick her hand.

	“Ow! Shit!” Sarah said as she quickly withdrew her smarting hand. 
There was a small prick mark on her palm now and a little bit of blood was
trickling out. Sarah pressed a tissue to wipe away the blood and began
rubbing her hand.  She emptied out the contents of the box and found only a
small thorn inside.

	“What kind of a joke is this?” Sarah asked aloud to no one in
particular. She supposed she’d have to call security or something to have
them check the return address on the package, but it hardly seemed worth the
bother.  Who would take the time and money to send her a thorn?  There sure
were some strange people out there.

	Sarah was very annoyed at how this day was turning out.  She ignored
the rest of her fan mail and went back to staring at the computer screen. 
But this time she was having less luck than before.  All of a sudden she was
having trouble focusing on anything.  The words on her screen seemed to be
all blurring into one big blot.  Her head started to pound and her whole body
felt week. What was happening to her?

	The actress began to feel a gradual loss of her motor functions and,
more alarmingly so, she felt as though her free will was slipping away. 
Sarah tried to get up and run out the door to find some help, but she
couldn’t make it there.  Instead she collapsed on the floor, as all her will
and energy continued to be sapped away.

	Sarah lay on the floor for who knows how long, her mind was no longer able
to comprehend time, before she heard a knocking on her door again.

	“Sarah! Let me in!” a voice commanded.  Sarah lurched up from the floor and
managed to open the door, allowing Tom to reenter the trailer.

	“Sarah, what is it that you want?” Tom asked as he closed the trailer door
behind him.

	“Anything you want, master,” the mesmerized actress replied.

	Tom managed to kill the urge to pump his fists and shout “YES!”  The drug
had worked like a charm.  It was pure luck that he had managed to discover it
while he took his course on alternative medicines.  It was supposedly used by
voodoo priests in Haiti to get revenge on those who angered them, but Tom had
less a sinister idea of how to use the drug.

	Working with Sarah and seeing her day after day on the set had been
driving Tom crazy with lust and if he didn’t do something to release the pent
up tension then he feared he was just going to burst.  This seemed like the
easiest way to do just that without having to go through the crazy rituals
that were otherwise known as relationships.  Tom had gone through too many of
those damn things with nothing to show for it and this time he was going to
get some fun for himself.

	“Sarah, listen to me,” Tom began, “You will follow my every command.  My
will is your will.”

	“Yes master,” Sarah softly said, the words causing Tom’s cock to harden
instantly.

	“You feel hot Sarah, very hot,” Tom commanded and soon enough he saw
Sarah start to react.  Sweat began to appear on her brow and the actress
started to shift uncomfortably, this quickly started to increase and soon
Sarah looked as though she might collapse again.  All of a sudden Tom
realized that if he didn’t have her cool down, she’d begin to suffer from
some kind of mental heat stroke or something, so he had her begin to feel
cool and relaxed.  This was a powerful suggestion drug and Tom realized he’d
have to be careful with it.  Oh well, he reasoned it was his first time
hypnotizing someone so he was probably allowed to make a few mistakes.

	“Sarah take off your clothes,” Tom ordered and Sarah complied.  She lifted
her t-shirt over her head and her hands quickly went around back to unsnap her
bra.  Tom almost lost control when he saw her breasts exposed, his cock was
about to rip through his pants, but he managed to control himself.

	Meanwhile, oblivious to Tom’s reaction, Sarah continued to strip. 
Soon she stood naked except for a pair of panties and when she pushed them
off her legs, Tom thought he had died and gone to heaven.  Sarah’s legs were
perfect, as was the rest of her body, and Tom’s eyes were immediately drawn
to the small patch of dark hair between those perfect legs.

	Tom was almost hypnotized himself as he stared at the nude goddess before
him, but he snapped out of it and began to pull off his own clothes.  He had a
good body and could probably get any girl he wanted.  But he didn’t want just
any girl, he wanted Sarah.  Tom had dreamed about this day for so long and now
his dreams were about to come true.  He was a virgin, by choice for the most
part, and Sarah was truly his fantasy girl.  Soon they were both standing nude
in front of each other and Tom began to speak again.

	“Sarah, you will begin to feel a warm, pleasant feeling spread
through your body, it will feel so good that you won’t want it to stop.” 
Almost as soon as Tom said this he noticed a smile cross over Sarah’s face as
the command kicked in, damn this drug worked fast.  “This feeling will make
you horny, Sarah,  you will want to have sex very badly.  You will want to
fuck, you will need to fuck to keep this good feeling from stopping.”

	Tom looked down again at Sarah’s pussy and noticed that it was starting to
get wet as the actress began to sway from the pleasure coursing through her
body.

	“In your mind, you are having an erotic dream Sarah,” Tom continued,
“You’ve had this dream before and you love it.	I am your lover in that
dream.	It feels natural to do this, just let the good feeling flow through
your body.  You want to please me, you want to make love with me.”

	At that point Sarah’s eyes opened and her entranced mind took in the
sight of the nude Tom.	Even in the fog of her brain, she could begin to feel
her own rising passion.  She was dreaming and it was one of her favorite
dreams, too. Sarah’s lust was growing for the nude man in front of her, the
hypnosis prevented her from recognizing Tom, and she knew just what to do
please him.

	Sarah approached Tom and began to kiss him passionately.  Tom ran his hands
over Sarah’s body, squeezing her buttocks and fondling her breasts.  Sarah’s
nipples tightened under the feel of his hands, she was really starting to get
into this!

	Tom then put a little bit of pressure on Sarah’s shoulders,
indicating to her that she should move her attention downward.	Sarah quickly
got the hint and began kissing her way down Tom’s body until she reached his
cock.  She teasingly ran her tongue over Tom’s throbbing shaft before she
began to suck it, gently at first, then with more passion.

	Tom had to steady himself from falling to the ground, the sensations
Sarah’s tongue was creating almost caused him to lose control of his legs.
The young man began to moan in deep pleasure as Sarah teased and sucked his
cock until the pleasure almost drove him into a frenzy.  He could feel
himself starting to tense up, a sure warning sign of incoming orgasm, and he
knew he had to stop before it was too late.

	With a sigh, he pushed Sarah off of his cock and he detected a look
of disappointment on her face after being forced to cease her oral
attentions.  Tom had been waiting for this day for a long time and he wanted
to get the most out of it.

	He then led Sarah over to the small bed, and lay her down.  Tom
placed himself next to Sarah and once again began running his hands over her
body, feeling her react with pleasure whenever he made contact with her
nipples.  He slipped two fingers into Sarah’s pussy and she quickly began to
moan in approval.  As Sarah’s pussy began to get wetter, Tom increased the
speed of his finger fucking.  He then covered Sarah’s open mouth with his own
in a deep kiss.

	Sarah’s juices were beginning to really flow from her being finger
fucked and soon enough she came, her cries muffled by the kiss that she and
Tom continued.	Tom realized that soon people would start to notice Sarah’s
absence so he decided that it was time for him to have some fun.

	He moved his body on top of Sarah’s and entered her pussy.  Tom had
been waiting for this moment ever since he had hit first seen Sarah and it
was definitely worth the wait.	The penetration felt so good to Tom that
tremors of pleasure rose from his cock straight to his brain.  He knew he
wouldn’t last long, but he wanted to savor the moment.

	Meanwhile, Sarah was meeting each of his thrusts with equal passion. 
This was her favorite part of the dream, the part where they both got to
come.  With each one of Tom’s thrusts, Sarah felt herself thrown closer to
another orgasm. Soon the two were in complete synch with each other’s body
and the moment of truth had arrived.

	With a deep groan, Tom felt his cock swell in anticipation.  He then
let himself loose as he shot into Sarah, who cried out in pleasure as a
response. Their orgasms seemed to go on indefinitely, but neither were really
paying much attention to the time.  When the sensations finally stopped, Tom
pulled himself off of Sarah and began to get himself recomposed.

	He had Sarah redress and they both cleaned up the trailer so that it would
be as it was before.

	“Sarah, I need you to listen to me again,” Tom stated, “You will not
remember any of this as reality.  You will go to the bed and wake up in five
minutes.  You will only remember taking a short nap and having an erotic
dream. You won’t remember my participation or the package I sent you.  But if
you ever hear me say the words, ‘special mail delivery,’ you will fall back
into this state of trance.”

	Sarah nodded in acceptance, and Tom was about to leave.  But then he
had one more idea and decided to act upon it.  He leaned into Sarah and began
whispering into her ear.

	Five minutes later, Sarah awoke with a start.  She was annoyed at
herself. She had set aside this time to work, not sleep.  But then she
remembered that she had had her favorite erotic dream again, so perhaps it
was worth it after all.  Looking up at the clock, Sarah noticed that she had
to be back on the set in about twenty minutes so she went up to turn off her
computer.  Perhaps she’d get an idea tomorrow.

	But then all of a sudden, an idea struck her.  It was a great idea
and the screenplay would practically write itself.  It was a story about a
young mail deliverer studying to be a doctor who cracks open an international
spy ring and saves the world.



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