Message-ID: <18212eli$9812230443@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: <URL:http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/Year98/18212.txt> From: "Apollyon Beelzebub" <abeelzebub@hotmail.com> Subject: starfuck; The Corrs Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: <usenet-approval@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Original-Message-Id: <199812222146.NAA07127@law-f76.hotmail.com> STARFUCK Not to be read by anyone under 18. This story contains explicit descriptions of non-consensual sex. If this offends you, please look elsewhere. This is FICTION. Mind control / hypnosis is just a fantasy. If you are tempted to recreate the following scenes, your psychiatrist is going to be a very happy man...... Starfuck is designed to be a series of STAND ALONE stories (much like the Hypno-Celeb franchise). However, each story will feature the same protagonist - an individual with the power to control people's minds. At some point, I might determine the limitations of this power (ie how many people he can control at any one time), but for now all you need know is that in order for control to be established he must have skin-to-skin contact with his target, though only for a split second. Now, lets just kick back and watch him put his talent to good use..... Comments and suggestions for future stories always welcome! abeelzebub@hotmail.com Starfuck: The Corrs by Mephistopheles MC, MF, FF, CELEB, INCEST The Corrs are one of Ireland's biggest exports, and holders of the biggest selling album in the UK in 1998. If you've ever heard their music, you'll realise that looks can get you everywhere...... If you've never heard of them, I suggest you proceed to; http:homepages.iol.ie/~shane/corrpics.htm From my office, I study the array of monitors relaying pictures from the multiple cameras positioned throughout the club. The entire floor is covered, and, with the press of a button, I can zoom in close enough to study an individuals eyebrow. No expense was spared - though, of course, the money used was most certainly not my own. 'Beelzebub' is the most fashionable, not to mention exclusive, club in London. How could it otherwise given the persuasiveness of its proprietor. A quite wonderful scheme; why waste time chasing the latest celebrity slut, when you can get them to come to you? Added to this, I get the chance to sample the hottest amateur talent in London - the hottest girls are dying to get into this club - for those rare nights when I opt out of the celebrity menu. Tonight will not be one of those nights. Something - somebody - has caught my eye. I zoom in; study her features a little more closely, study her breasts. Caroline Corr. The drummer in the famous band of gorgeous Irish siblings. Caroline is twenty-five years old, and is known as the friskier of the three sisters (not too difficult given the group's preference of the earlier, and somewhat less famous, Madonna); a fan of Radiohead, the Verve. I have researched quite thoroughly; I believe one should know one's prey....... She's wearing a long velvet dress, appropriately green in colour. I attempt to see if she's wearing a bra, but, as she dances, it is too difficult to obtain a clear picture. I think it's going to need closer attention..... "Good evening, Miss Corr." Shaking hands with the charming couple, I introduce myself. "Having got the formalities out of the way, I determine to get down to business. In an instant, my will is completely imposed. Briefly, I turn my attention to the boyfriend; "Go into the back. Ask for Maxine. Take her home with you." As he troops off to perform my orders, I can now concentrate fully on the first of my collection of Corrs. I lead the silent Caroline Corr up to my office / bedroom. It's funny, the Corrs' image is that of traditional values, values I am re-enacting here; Caroline is now totally subservient to my will, my slave - the rightful place of the female sex. Having said this, once I am done with the Corrs, I intend to alter their image rather drastically. From good Catholic girls, to cheap, good-time sluts. I'll be interested to see what happens to their album sales..... For now though, I am satisfied to work with the specimen I have in front of me. I satisfy my curiosity as to bra or no bra, I have Caroline strip off her dress. Her tits hang free, only partially obstructed by her long brown hair. Altogether more surprising is that her cunt is totally unobstructed - no knickers. It seems her tag as the 'wild Corr' might be appropriate after all. As I undress, I study these revelations. Her breasts are small but pert, with her nipples quite obviously erect. Without any prompting from me, she's getting turned on. Her public hair is clipped short - apparently the way her boyfriend likes it. Enough study; I was always more of a believer in particle application........ "Caroline, come here." She obeys immediately. "Undress me." She begins with my shirt, slowly unbuttoning before easing it from my shoulders. Then she starts on my trousers, pulling them swiftly to the floor. As her hands touch the waistband of my boxer-shorts, I stop her. "No. Not your hands. Use your teeth." This takes time, but is an exquisite sensation. Having taken the waist-band between her teeth, she starts to ease them to the floor. In the process, she must pass my penis, which, heavily erect as it is, will not be the easiest thing for her to navigate. My hopes are proven correct. First her neck brushes against me, followed almost immediately by her chin. Then contact ends as she pulls back, attempting to ease the band of the shorts beyond my cock. Then her chin touches me again, and her cheek; until her face - her mouth - is directly adjacent with my penis. Unable to help myself, I pull the shorts from her mouth, grip her hair with my hands, and skewer her head forcibly on my cock. For the next fifteen minutes, I fuck her face with wanton abandonment. Feeling myself approach the edge, I pull Caroline's even further onto me, forcing her nose into my pubic hair. My penis is embedded deeply within her throat as I feel my first twitch, and immediately I empty my load into her stomach. Caroline's response is to cough, to splutter, to choke on my sperm - evidently, she hasn't done this before. She'll soon learn..... The next evening, the Corrs are due to play Wembley Arena. Late in the afternoon, I allow Caroline to dress - although I choose her clothes for her. This consists of a tight tanktop, and a pair of obscenely tight shorts. Since she arrived with no underwear, she leaves with none. She is to act as my insider, insurance that I can obtain access to the stars before their show - to ensure I can get access to their greatest asset; Andrea Corr. Getting backstage is no problem. Once there, I am greeted by Caroline - still dressed as I arranged her - who presents me with a slow, sexy kiss. I can tell her siblings are shocked, surprised at so open an act of intimacy towards someone they see as a stranger. Having disentangled herself from my lips, Caroline introduces me to the rest of the band; Sharon, Jim, and Andrea. Shaking hands with each in turn, I take the time to give these two new toys the once over. Sharon is twenty-eight - three years older than Caroline, four years older than Andrea - and very much the serious muso, prone to gushing about her favourite composers; Tchaikovsky, Dvorak, Britten. Unfair though the comparison is, judged by the standards set by her two younger siblings, Share is rather plain. Not particularly unattractive, just too....serious. Then again, compared to Andrea almost everybody looks plain. She is absolutely gorgeous - sexy, sharp, approachable, with a smile to die for, and killing 'come to bed' eyes. In a word, perfect. Flexing my mind, Sharon and Jim immediately join Caroline within my power. I make no attempt to infiltrate Andrea, who looks startled in the sudden change in her siblings countenance. I need not speak, my slaves already have their instructions. Andrea's face moves from startlement to shock as Jim and Sharon begin to kiss. It soon becomes apparent that their attraction will not end there - within seconds a topless Sharon is busy sucking on her brother's dick. While Andrea is understandably distracted, Caroline steps up from behind her, pulls her close, before beginning to massage the singer's breasts through the fabric of her dress. For a moment it seems as if Andrea will reciprocate, until she defiantly shrugs her sister away. "What's happening?" Her voice is anxious, panicked. "What are you doing?" Nobody deems her question worth of a reply; Sharon and Jim continue to frolic unself-consciously, while Caroline has turned her lecherous attentions to the physique of her master - me. "Go masturbate yourself. You may not come." Caroline immediately drops her shorts and eagerly sets to work, freeing me to turn my attention completely to the youngest sister. By now, Andrea is terror-stricken. She still cannot grasp what is going on, but she has realised that I'm the centre of it all. What she doesn't realise is quite how in control I am. As I approach her, I begin to alter her mind. The fear I keep, but I begin to add arousal. She's going to hate this, but she'll orgasm any way. Although she struggles, tries to run, I have slowed her down - she never has a chance....... I grab her arm and spin her around, forcing my tongue into her mouth. She attempts to fight against me, but a sharp slap across the face ends this struggle. Hoisting her from the ground and throwing her over my shoulder, I carry her over to the bar. Given the Corrs' squeaky clean image, the top of the bar is surprisingly cluttered with bottles of alcohol. Momentarily stifling all of Andrea's resistance, I swiftly sweep these obstructions from the surface. Andrea is then released - both mentally and physically - as I cast her brutally down onto the bar. Perhaps I should detail what she's wearing - although, given present circumstances, this might seem more than a little superfluous. The slinky black dress clings fetchingly to her figure, revealing the curves while obscuring the particulars. This dress is complemented by a pair of diamond stud ear-rings, a gold bracelet, and black stilettos. Andrea continues to struggle, though this proves futile as I grip the straps of her dress and pull, tearing the fabric from her skin. She is wearing a lacy black wonder-bra and matching panties. I stop her struggling with a single thought, and she lies there on her back, her eyes wide with fear, yet unable to help herself. I begin to paw her, groping those tits through the bra, before ultimately dispensing of it altogether. Her breasts do not disappoint. They are by no means large, but the are firm, and, to judge by the look on her face, eminently sensitive. As I begin to slather over Andrea's tits, I summon Caroline, who undresses me obediently. Once I am naked, I allow Caroline to lubricate my cock with her mouth, while I peel Andrea's panties from her skin. The youngest Corr is now totally nude. She has slightly longer hair around her pussy than Caroline, clearly they don't share boyfriends. "Do you have a boyfriend, Andrea?" I force her to answer. "No....." Her voice is barely audible. She's fighting this all she can, futile though resistance obviously is. "Are you a virgin?" "Yes...." What a delightful surprise. I suppose I should have expected it. She is an Irish Catholic after-all. I am ready. Pulling myself from Caroline's mouth, I rub my dick against Andrea's increasingly wet crotch. Her weak protests are becoming swamped increasingly by her moans. After teasing her for a few minutes, I push in. Hard. In one swift movement, her hymen is shatter, an event accompanied by the satisfactory sound of Andrea screaming. I can feel her blood on my cock, though only momentarily. Almost immediately it becomes mingled with her sexual juices. I fuck her roughly for ten minutes, denying her the ability to orgasm. In the meantime, her screams have become excited moans, then frustrated moans, then screams once again. Finally, we come together; she suffers a climax that convulses violently through her being. She begins to sob - a combination of pain, humiliation and intense relief. This respite is not long lasting. Merely the eye of the storm. I am already hard again (years of practise.....) and I turn her over, positioning her on her hands and knees. Caroline leaps up onto the bar and sits spread-eagled just in front of her sister's face. I begin to rub my cock against Andrea's arse. While she attempts to protest, Caroline seizes the opportunity to push her cunt into the singer's face - clamping her thighs on either side of Andrea's head. As I begin to work my way into her hole, Andrea's cries are silenced by Caroline grinding her pussy into her face. I soon start to pump myself back and forth within Andrea's arse, and looking at Caroline's face, her sister must be starting to reciprocate. Slowly, Caroline relaxes her grip and eases back, allowing me to see Andrea's tongue as it snakes after her slit...... We all come together, Andrea handling her sister's orgasm better than I would have expected. As I set them in a 69 position, I steal a look over at Jim and Sharon. They're still at it - however will they find the energy to go on stage? They hit the stage some twenty minutes late, all revealing in that post-coital glow. I stay to watch the show, having decided to teach Andrea the pleasures of a gang-bang before the night is out. My pupil takes to the stage in a skin-tight pvc top, and a skirt made from the same material. This latter garment is quite obscenely short, barely covering her still wet cunt. Indeed, during to her exuberant stage show - in which she simulates oral sex with a bottle of Evian - there is many a moment when this skirt rides high enough to provide the spectators in the front row with a very pleasant surprise......... -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> | <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | <http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/>----<http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/faq.html>