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Hypno Celeb 29: Jamie Lee Curtis
MC,MF

     Not to be read by anyone under 18. This story contains
graphic descriptions of sexulaity. If this offends you, leave
now. This is fiction. Hypnosis does not work this way. If you
feel like trying this at home, seek help. 
     This story is based on a manufactured image at
www.Privatepages.com. There, you'll find dozens of pictures, real
and faked, of hypnotized women that have inspired this and other
stories. Enjoy. 


     The party was beginning to wind down as Jamie Lee Curtis
made her way through it. The charity function had drawn a good
crowd, although the press had left a while ago. It was the
participants they cared about, not the charity. Jamie Lee was
used to it by now and she was also used to the smile and shake
actions a party dictated. At least she didn't have to answer a
dozens questions about any new movie she was making.
     Her brown hair was done elegantly, just reaching her neck.
She wore a one-piece black dress with dark pantyhose covering her
famous long legs. She decided to take one more drink before
heading up to her hotel room. She walked over to the bar and was
about ready to get another glass when she was approached by a
tall man with dark hair and beard and a tuxedo. "Ms. Curtis? I
don't know if you'd remember me." 
     Jamie Lee took in the man's handsome face and thought for a
moment. "Let's see..Alex, right? You were doing that documentary
on star power in Hollywood." 
     "Thanks for remembering. I wanted to ask you if you'd care
to see a rough cut I have of the film. You're not the first and
I'd really be interested in your opinion." 
     It wasn't often that Jamie Lee was asked her opinion on
something. Although it had been a long time since "Halloween,"
she was still perceived as a scream queen, a moniker that had
riled her for years. Alex had done an interview with her some
months earlier, asking her about her experiences in Hollywood. He
was nice enough and had treated her well, so she thought it fair
to return the favor. "Sure. Lead on." 
     Alex led her through the hall and to the elevators. His room
was on the fourth floor, spacious like most of the rooms in the
hotel, with a large TV set up before a comfortable couch. Jamie
Lee sat on the couch, facing the TV. "There's a bit of a preshow
first," Alex said. "I'm trying a kind of techno-spin on this. I
think it'll work out, but I really need to try it on someone.
Alright?" When Jamie Lee shrugged, Alex bent down and placed a CD
into the player underneath the TV. A slow New Age theme came on,
nice and melodious. Alex then moved a device into Jamie Lee's
point of vision. It looked like a long lamp, but instead of a
light bulb was a red and black spiral with a green dot at the
center. "Keep watching this," Alex said. "It's going to be so
very cool." 
     He flicked a switch and the spiral began to move, spinning,
and lighting up. It was a multi-colored light with the neon green
at the center highlighting it. Jamie Lee instantly found herself
drawn to the center, her eyes staring at it while also taking in
the spiraled lights surrounding it. It was fascinating to look
at, like a whirlpool effect, drawing her vision in deeper and
deeper. It was relaxing, really, watching it, letting the pool
suck her in deeper and deeper. Those waves spiraling down, down,
down to the green center. That nice, soothing, green center. It
was so relaxing just to watch it swirl down towards that nice
green center. 
     Alex smiled as he slowly walked behind the couch. It was
working perfectly. The subminimal messages hidden in the music
was lowering Jamie Lee's resistance and inhibitions. The spiral
merely sent her down the way to a trance state. Alex had spent a
lot developing this system and it was working perfectly so far.
He could tell Jamie Lee was under his control, her mind a blank
space he intended to fill. He waited another minute to be sure,
then went ahead.
     "Jamie, can you hear me?" 
     "Yes," Jamie Lee said, her eyes never leaving the spiral. 
     "Good. How do you feel, Jamie?" 
     "Relaxed. Nice. Comfortable." 
     "Yes, Jamie, you are feeling very relaxed and comfortable.
Very much so. I helped you feel this way, Jamie. I helped you
feel relaxed. You trust me, don't you?" 
     After a pause, Jamie Lee answered. "Yes, I do." 
     "Yes, Jamie Lee, you trust me very much. You trust what I
say. Anything I say. Anything I want, you will do because you
trust me so well, isn't that so." 
     "Anything you want, I'll do." Jamie Lee's voice sounded
normal, but the glazed expression in her eyes as she stared at
the spiral betrayed her entranced position. 
     "If I want you to make love to me, Jamie Lee, you'll do it,
won't you?" 
     "Yes," Jamie Lee said, nodding.
     "If I want you to fuck me hard and long, you'll do it, won't
you?" 
     "Yes." 
     "Good. Very good. Now, stand up and take off your clothes."
Jamie Lee slowly rose from the couch, her gaze staying at the
spiral. She unzipped the dress and let it fall. She stood
topless, her famous breasts still in great shape. She slowly slid
off her dark panties, kicking her shoes off as she pulled them
down. "Leave on the hose," Alex commanded. "Follow me." Clad only
in nylons, Jamie Lee followed him to the bedroom. Alex was
undressed in a flash, his cock already rock-hard. He took Jamie
Lee and slowly kissed her, his cock tingling as he felt her
tongue slide into his mouth. After a few minutes of frenching, he
lay her down on the bed and moved on top of her. 
     He slowly let his hands run down her legs, dragging on those
smooth bumps as they moved down. "Jamie, as you feel me massaging
your legs, you feel aroused. Very aroused. My touch arouses you,
the feeling of pleasure in your legs arouses you. You will become
more and more aroused for my touch, yet you cannot release until
you feel me inside you. Do you understand? No matter how aroused
you feel, you cannot cum unless you feel my cock inside you." Not
waiting for an answer, Alex rolled Jamie Lee slightly on her
side. As one hand continued to move up and down those two lovely
gams, the other lightly pinched at Jamie Lee's buttocks, rubbing
at her ass, sending more pleasure through her. 
     Jamie Lee withered under Alex's touch as he continued to
manipulate her towards arousal. He let his hands slide up each of
her legs and then lightly tickled her dark pussy. Jamie Lee gave
an involuntary giggle at the unexpected touch, then moaned as she
felt Alex push his cock into the small opening. "Feel it, Jamie
Lee, feel the pleasure and let yourself be swept away by it."
Alex began to push himself in and out of her, his rod beginning
to stain from the juices produced by his actions and her arousal.
She wrapped her legs around him, holding him in and pushing him
on, urging every shove he made. Those silky legs on his skin
seemed to push him on as he used her breasts as handhold. He
continued to push in and out of her, the passage his cock entered
becoming slicker by the minute. "Let go, Jamie, let go," he
ordered and she did, releasing herself with a cry in a huge
orgasm as he shot himself into her. 
     He lowered himself onto her, burying his head in between her
breasts and sighed. A little programming and she would be his for
a long time to come. And he could explore every dream and desire
he had for her. This beat filmaking by a mile. 


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