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Hypno Celeb TNG 9: Pamela Anderson {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 when you think about it make no sense.  So those
who are too young to be here, please supress your natural desires for sex and
go off and watch a violent movie or something.	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 not only
will you fail you will end up becoming a large man’s bitch in a small prison
cell.

	Remember, your feedback and scenarios are very imporant so keep them coming.
I need them like an addict needs heroin.  Send all comments and ideas to
KMB_76@yahoo.com


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	The last year had truly been rough for Pamela Anderson.  Tommy’s
arrest, the separation, the beginning of the divorce, and the fact that she
more or less had to raise two children on her own, had been tough obstacles
for her to overcome. But now she felt as though she finally had her feet back
on the ground.	She had a new television show and it was exhausting to do it,
but she was happy she had the chance.

	For the first time in her life she was the one truly in charge of her
own destiny and that was a great feeling.  If the past year had taught her
anything, it was that for too long she had let her choices be influenced by
agents, managers, boyfriends, and husbands.  Now it was time for Pamela
Anderson to make the decisions for Pamela Anderson.

	Filming had been especially tough that day on her show, but Pam
reasoned that if she hadn’t wanted to film hard scenes then she shouldn’t
have chosen to do an action show.  Plus she was the executive producer so if
it ever got too hard she could always change things.

	As she walked into her trailer she found that day’s mail waiting for
her. She flipped through the usual stuff until she found a package.  It was
too small to hold a script so she was very curious as to the contents of it.
Pam quickly ripped open the top of the package and a video tape fell out. 
The tape wasn’t labeled and the only other contents of the package was a note
that read “PLAY ME.”

	Pam looked over the package wrapping and immediately noticed that not only
was there no return address on it, but there was no postmark either.  Someone
must have hand delivered this tape to her.  By now Pam’s curiously was killing
her, so she walked over to her VCR and slipped the tape in.

	At first there was nothing, just black screen, but soon enough
something started to happen.  Pam wordlessly watched as the camera focused on
a nude red head laying on a bed, a blissful smile covering her face.  The
source of that smile became apparent soon enough as a nude man walked into
the camera frame. He looked to be in his late 20’s-early 30’s and he had long
brown hair tied back in a pony tail.  Pam observed that he had a great body
and, judging by his already rock hard cock, he was willing and eager to fuck
the red head before the camera.

	Pam continued to stare as, without any foreplay or words, the man lay on top
of the woman and began thrusting into her.  The red head began moaning with
desire as his cock penetrated her pussy and she looked as though she was
enjoying it as much, if not more, than the man.  The couple continued their
passionate, wordless fuck and Pam kept watching.  The couple’s moans were
rapidly turning to screams and they were obviously both close to coming.

	Suddenly Pam snapped herself out of it and, with disgust, slammed the
tape off.  What kind of sick joke was this?  People had been playing jokes on
her like this ever since that tape she and Tommy made had hit the Internet,
and they weren’t getting any less funny with time.  People had been sending
her all kinds of sick porn in the mail and Pam couldn’t believe that she had
even watched one second of this.

	Pam certainly had no objections to sex, her numerous Playboy layouts
could attest to that, but she felt there was a line that was crossed by doing
something like this.  If this couple wanted to tape their encounters then
more power to them, but why did they have to send them to her.	Pam ejected
the videotape from the VCR, and she was about to throw it in the trash when
she suddenly stopped.  Without quite knowing why, Pam slipped the tape into
her bag and left to go home for the day.

	Later that night Pam was having trouble sleeping and that was
unusual, even in the toughest of times she was able to sleep like a baby. 
But this night she just couldn’t get comfortable.  Pam had a deep, burning
need for something, but she couldn’t quite put her finger on what it was. 
The actress continued to toss and turn as the minutes began to feel like
hours she still lay wide awake.  Her entire body ached with need and her
brain kept buzzing with want, but Pam had no idea how to satisfy these
feelings.

	Suddenly an idea popped into her head and Pam got out of bed and went
straight to her bag.  She opened it and found the videotape she had received
earlier that day.  Ignoring her distaste of the “gift,” Pam slipped it into
the VCR by her bed and watched as the couple continued their fucking.  Pam
rewound the tape and started it from the beginning, her own pussy starting to
get wet as she again watched the mystery man enter the frame.

	Pam watched the tape from beginning to end, in which the couple fucked a
various amount of ways, and when it was over she rewound it and watched it
again.  This time, as she watched the action, Pam slipped her hand into her
panties and began to finger her pussy.  Her other hand drifted up her large t-
shirt and she fondled her breasts.  As the couple fucked toward their first of
many orgasms on the tape, Pam increased the speed of her fingering and with a
sharp gasp she came right along with the couple on the tape.  Her needs
satisfied, Pam then shut off the tape and drifted off to sleep.

	The next morning Pam woke up to find her panties dangling off of her
leg and the tape in the VCR, she was shocked as she remembered what she had
done. Vowing to throw the tape out as soon as she had the chance, Pam
stripped off her t-shirt and headed to the shower.

	But as she soaped herself up, Pam couldn’t help but think back to
what she had seen on the tape.	Her mind drifted to thoughts and fantasies
about the mystery man fucking her with his hard cock instead of that bimbo
red head. Pam’s hand found its way between her legs again and she was quickly
finger fucking herself again.  But even though she knew she desperately
wanted to, Pam could not make herself come.  Then she realized what she was
missing and, without even bothering to shut off the water, she bolted from
the shower and turned on her VCR.

	Pam’s fingers returned to her dripping pussy, and as soon as she saw
the man begin to thrust into the red head, she came with a rush.  However
this time that was not enough and, after pausing to catch her breath, Pam
rewound the tape and began her finger play anew.

	Soon the tape became Pam’s favorite thing in the world and she watched it
whenever possible, always bringing herself to orgasm when she saw the man
fucking that red head. Pam knew that she was more attractive than that skanky
piece of trash, why couldn’t she get a guy like him to come and give her the
fucking she now knew she needed more than anything.

	By then Pam had realized that she would not be able to sleep at night
unless she watched the tape at least once.  But one night, even though she
watched the entire tape several times, Pam could not get herself to come. 
Every cell in her body screamed out in frustration, but Pam just could not
get herself off.  She somehow knew that the tape was no longer enough, she
needed more.

	Almost as soon as she came to this realization, Pam heard a knocking
on the back door of her house, the one that faced the beach.  Not bothering
to put on a robe, the nude Pam quickly left her room and threw open the door.
 There standing before her was the man she had lusted after.  He was dressed
in shorts and a t-shirt, his long brown hair was still tied in the ponytail
and he carried a case with him.  Without any further thought, Pam reached out
to the man and kissed him passionately.

	“Do you know who I am?” the man asked, breaking the kiss.

	“My master,” Pam lustfully sighed.

	“That’s right,” the man replied, “And what do want to do to your master?”

	“I want to fuck you,” Pam answered as she took his hand and led him to her
bedroom.

	“Lay on the bed, Pamela,” the man ordered and the compliant actress
did so. The man’s name was, in reality, Adam and this was not his first time
doing this. He was a genius with electronics and had long ago learned about
the ways to subliminally influence people with hidden messages.  Soon he had
perfected a method to hide these subliminal messages in videotapes and
brainwash people to do whatever he wanted.  Naturally that led to some new
and interesting ideas on how to use this method.

	So, for the past few months he’d been hypnotizing women and
videotaping their encounters to use on the next object of his desire.  But
after a while, he grew tired of this and wanted a bigger conquest.  Pam had
always been a fantasy object of his back when she was just a girl doing
Canadian beer commercials, so he’d decided to make her his first celebrity
conquest.

	Adam busied himself setting up the video camera he had brought along
as Pam lay nude on the bed, a blissful smile covering her face.  When it was
ready to go, Adam pressed the record button and quickly stripped out of his
clothes.  His cock had turned rock hard the minute he saw Pam in her trance
and he was relieved to be free of the burdens that were his clothes.

	He lay on the bed beside the entranced Pamela and he began running
his hands over her huge breasts. Who cared if they were real or not?  They
were his to play with, and that was all that mattered to Adam.	He took her
right nipple into his mouth and began to kiss and lick it.  In the meantime
he moved his hand down to Pam’s pussy and felt the wetness there, she was
ready to fuck.

	Adam then pushed Pam’s legs apart and entered her with a quick
thrust, eliciting a moan of desire from the actress.  She met Adam’s thrusts
with equal vigor, loving the feel of his cock inside her pussy. They were
quickly fucking with a hard wordless, passion their moans the only form of
communication necessary.  Adam continued to lick and fondle Pam’s amazing
breasts, his most frequent jerk off fantasy coming true with incredible
results.

	By the sound of her moans, Adam could sense that Pam was close to
coming, the tape having keyed her up perfectly.  Pam’s breathing became
ragged and she began to cry out in pleasure.  Suddenly the actress came hard,
her juices flowing onto Adam’s lower body.  This sent her master over the
edge as well and his cock exploded inside of her with a hot rush.

	They fucked several more times that night, in a variety of positions
and places, and it was all saved for the ages thanks to the magic of
videotape.  By the time Adam left it was almost dawn but he didn’t care.  For
the rest of the day he was on cloud nine and by the time he returned home he
was already thinking about his next target.

	He’d always wanted a piece of Yasmine Bleeth. In fact it was even
kind of appropriate to go after her after Pam, it kept up the Baywatch motif.
 This was going to be so much fun, Adam thought to himself as he entered his
apartment. He could go after a new celebrity every week and they’d only
remember each encounter as a dream, it was perfect.

	Adam’s eyes drifted to his VCR and he was surprised to see that not
only was the power on, but that he’d left a tape in.  He hadn’t remembered
doing that, and he wondered which one he had left in there.  Secretly hoping
that it was the encounter with the French stewardess, Adam put his stuff down
and pressed play.

	When the picture finally came on screen, Adam quickly realized that
this was not that tape of him and the stewardess, but the infamous
Pamela-Tommy Lee tape.

	“What the hell?” Adam thought out loud, what was all this about.  He
reached down to the remote to press the stop button, but when he tried to do
it he found that he couldn’t.  All he could do was watch the tape.  Every
other concern or worry slipped away, only the tape mattered.  He had to keep
watching the tape.

	Adam watched the tape all the way through and then he watched it again as he
wordlessly stared at the screen.  As  the tape ended a second time and Adam
began to rewind it to watch once again, Pamela Anderson stepped out of the
shadows.

	Adam had been stupid not to wipe her memory clean, Pam thought to
herself as she looked at the entranced man before her.	Pam had some
experience with mind control and as soon as she recalled her “dream” from
last night, she knew that was what had happened to her.  Tracking down Adam
had been surprisingly easy and she had some friends of her doctor up a
special copy of her tape with Tommy with more powerful subliminal commands
than Adam had ever dreamed about using.

	Pam was very amused as she watched her former master begin to watch
the tape again.  She dropped her coat on the floor and, naturally, she was
nude underneath.  Watching the tape of her and Tommy had reminded her that
her soon to be ex-husband had been good for something, or at least his cock
had been good for something.  Pam felt herself get horny and with an
entranced Adam right before her, she had a pretty good idea about how to
satisfy those feelings.  She wasn’t quite sure what she was going to do with
him yet, but she knew it was going to be fun.




This story is copyright 1998, from Sharkboy Productions.  It cannot be
reposted without my permission and never, never, never at any pay site or any
place that recquires an age check.  Failure to comply with this will result
in a nasty email from yours truly.

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