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Hypno Celeb TNG 15: Drew Barrymore {mc, mff, celeb}
by K M B (kmb_76@yahoo.com)
Date: Nov 11, 1998
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.
This story is much happier than my Gillian Anderson story. And I am
much more satisfied with it. It may be a bit uneven since I tried to
capture Drew's personality and that is harder than it sounds.
Hopefully I came close because she's one of my favorites.
Remember your comments and ideas are very important for me to hear.
It lets me know that people are actually reading my stories. Send all
comments and ideas to KMB_76@yahoo.com
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Forming a production company seemed like a good idea at the time.
That's the thought that was playing over and over through Drew
Barrymore's head. She had wanted a chance to get the good roles for
herself and other women in Hollywood, so they wouldn't be stuck
playing bimbos and hookers with hearts of gold all the time. She had
realized that there would be a lot of hard work involved in running
her own production company, but she didn't know it would be this much.
Drew had just spent all day inside her house looking over face shots
of actors looking for roles in her new movie. It was exhausting and
repetitive and before too long, Drew began to get a little stir crazy.
She'd been cooped up way too long and it was beginning to crush her
good spirits.
Usually Drew was so peppy and full of life, something her friends
called her "inner Drewness." But today she'd been crabby and a bit
snarky, snapping at people and generally being a pain in the ass.
Drew hated herself when she got this way and she surmised that she
just needed a break. Working like this couldn't be healthy. After
all, all work and no play made Drew a dull girl.
So the blonde actress decided that tonight she was just going to have
fun. She needed to just cut loose and be her old self again, before
someone on her staff killed her. She'd been depriving herself of life
experience. Being around other people always made Drew happy. She
could feel their joy and energy and she fed off it. She'd seen too
many photos and not enough people lately.
Vowing to have fun no matter what, Drew got ready. She got dressed
in a loose black dress and headed for the door. Suddenly she stopped,
there was something she'd forgotten. Drew ran back upstairs and
grabbed a small black jewelry box. She flipped it open and withdrew a
gold ring. This was no ordinary ring, it had a small snake head on
it. Drew gave the snake a quick kiss before slipping the ring on her
finger. She wasn't sure if she was going to need it, but with this
she'd guarantee that she'd have some fun.
With that Drew left her house and went off to her favorite club.
When she arrived, the place was already packed with people and energy.
Drew let out a happy sigh as she entered the club. This was just
what she needed.
"Diet coke please," Drew said as she headed to the bar. She
considered gatting something stronger, but decided against it. Even
though she was a recovering alcoholic, Drew still indulged herself an
occasional taste. However, tonight Drew wasn't going to be taking any
depressants.
"Sure thing, Drew," Mickey, the bartender replied, "Haven't seen you
in here in a while."
"I've been up to my eyeballs in work," Drew sighed, "I was beginning
to be afraid that I'd forgotten to have fun."
"Well the place hasn't been the same without you," Jeremy stated as
he handed Drew her drink.
"You're still a charmer, Mickey," Drew said as she scanned the crowd.
There was a lot of activity tonight. The tables and dance floor were
filled with people looking to make connections with whatever sex they
were attracted to.
Drew smiled as she watched this. She loved the dance people went
through when they first met. The way they kind of warily circled each
other, as if they were sizing each other up. Shyness and boldness
mixed into one as people tried to overcome nerves with lust.
Drew continued to examine the people in the crowd, until she locked
in one a table near the left side. A young couple, Drew guessed them
to be in their early 20's, sat there. The man had sandy brown hair
and a handsome face. His girlfriend was a stunning brunette. They
were happily talking and Drew got an idea.
"Hey Mickey," Drew called out to her friend, "You see that couple
there on the far left? I want to send them some drinks."
"You know them, Drew?" Mickey asked.
"No," Drew answered, "But they look like they're in love."
"So what does that have to do with you?" Mickey pointed out.
"You know me," Drew replied, "I'm in love with love. They're happy,
so I'm happy. Send them some drinks."
Mickey did just that, but it didn't have the effect that Drew wanted.
She watched in silence as the drinks were sent to the couple's table.
The woman then jerked her head up and scanned the room as if she were
looking for blood. Suddenly she took the drink and splashed it in her
very surprised boyfriend's face. She then picked up her purse and
stormed out of the club.
"Was that what you wanted to happen, Drew?" Mickey asked.
"Not quite," Drew sighed. This wasn't going like she planned at all.
She'd better go over and say she was sorry. Drew then got up and
walked over to the table, where the man was trying to recompose himself.
"Excuse me," Drew meekly began. The actress was truly mortified that
this had backfired so badly.
"What do you want!" the man snapped as he attempted to wipe the drink
off his face. He then looked up to see who he was talking to and
immediately changed his tone.
"Oh my God!" he declared.
"You can just call me Drew," the actress joked, hoping to break the
ice rather quickly.
"I can't believe it!" the man exclaimed, "What are you doing here!"
"I come here sometimes," Drew explained before launching into her
apology, "Listen, I'm really sorry about your girlfriend. I'm the one
who sent the drinks over."
"Why?" the confused man asked.
"I just saw you from the bar and you two looked so in love," Drew
stated, "I just wanted to do something nice. I didn't mean for you to
get into a fight.
"It's not your fault," the man sighed, "We've been having a lot of
fights lately. I thought tonight we might not get into one. I guess
I was wrong."
"Do you want to talk about it?" Drew asked with genuine compassion,
"I'm a great listener."
"I don't really want to," the man said, but his voice gave away that
he did.
"C'mon, you'll feel better," Drew contended, "I can give better
advice than any $100 an hour therapist can."
"I can't believe I'm going to tell you this," the man said in
amazement.
"Hey, I got you into this mess. The least I can do is try and get
you out of it," Drew offered.
The man then began spilling the dirty details to Drew. His name was
Sam and his girlfriend's name was Michelle. They'd been going out for
about a year and a half. Sam thought that they had a future, but
Michelle could get so insanely jealous at times. She had thought the
drinks were from some girl trying to pick Sam up, so that was why she
had reacted the way she did. It seemed that every time another girl
even looked at him, Michelle would freak out. Sam loved her very
much, but couldn't handle all this mistrust.
As he told Drew all this, Sam was still in shock over what had just
happened. Ten minutes ago he was sitting here with his girlfriend and
now he was telling his entire relationship story to one of his
favorite actresses. Life was unbelievable sometimes.
Drew had been right, Sam thought, she was a good listener. He was
pouring out his guts here and she was just sitting there, with real
interest. She wasn't interrupting him or anything, she was just
letting him cut loose with his feelings. It felt really good, but
also really bad.
"...so I guess it's over now." Sam sighed as he finished up. The
more he'd said, the more depressed he'd become. By the time he was
done, he was completely convinced that the relationship was finished.
"Don't say that!" Drew finally spoke up, "You're just thinking
negative. You've got to stay positive or else it really will be over."
"But I can't take her jealousy anymore," Sam argued, "And I have no
idea how to tell her to stop."
"You two are obviously not communicating well," Drew theorized,
"She's insecure of losing you so she gets jealous. You have to make
sure she knows that you think she's the most important thing in your
life."
"I try that all the time, I just don't think I can do it anymore,"
Sam stated, despair sinking into his voice.
Meanwhile, as she sought to reassure him, Drew found herself becoming
very attracted to Sam. He was very good looking, but he wasn't some
stuck up creep. He was a sensitive, caring soul and Drew found that
quality very endearing. Soon Drew was fantasizing about picking him
up and having her way with him right on the table. The actress found
the heat caused from the arousal between her legs was becoming
unbearable, she had to do something.
Drew found her fingers unconsciously stroking the snake head on her
ring as a wicked thought occurred to her. She really wanted to help
Sam, and if she couldn't get him back together with Michelle then at
least she could give him some fun.
"I think you both are a little too tightly wound," Drew stated, "And
since I don't know Michelle, I'll have to start with you."
"What do you mean?" Sam asked.
"I mean that you need to have some fun, right now!" Drew said, "You
have to pull yourself out of the dumps or you will never be able to
save your relationship."
"I'm sorry, Drew," Sam said, "I know you're trying to help here, but
I just don't feel like having fun right now."
"I'm afraid that you don't have much choice in the matter," Drew said
with a lusty smile. She then held up the ring to Sam's face. The
eyes of the snake began to glow and suddenly, before Sam could react,
a red flash of light shot out of them and hit him in the forehead.
Sam tried to say something, but his mind fell into a deep and
unending fog. The room began to spin around him as it seemed as if
all of his brain synapses were shutting down, one by one. Sam didn't
know it, but his free will was being drained away at an amazingly
speedy pace. All thoughts of Michelle, the fight, and anything else
were soon gone. All that mattered to Sam was what Drew wanted. He
wanted what Drew wanted. His will was Drew's will.
"Sam, are you ready to listen and obey?" Drew asked.
"Yes, Drew. I am ready to listen and obey," Sam repeated. The sound
of him saying this sent jots of pleasure straight to Drew's pussy and
she was afraid she was going to come right there and then.
"Take me back to your place, Sam," Drew gently commanded, "We're
going to have some fun."
Sam then robotically got up and led Drew to his car. He silently
drove to his apartment, his mind only focusing on whatever task Drew
told him to complete.
As Sam drove, Drew was having trouble controlling herself. Seeing
Sam completely in her power was driving her crazy with lust and it
took all of her strength for Drew not to begin fingering herself. She
didn't want to waste any of her sexual energy, not quite yet.
Besides acting talent and alcoholism, this ring was something else
that had been passed down through the generations of Barrymores. Drew
had been told that there were only three rings like it in existance.
One had last been seen in the Barbados, another was supposedly lost,
and the third Drew wore on her finger.
Her father had given it to her on her 16th birthday as a kind of
right of passage. How it had come to her family's possession, Drew
didn't know and didn't really care. All that mattered was that she
had it.
Drew hadn't intended to use the ring at all that night. She'd just
brought it along in case something like this popped up. When Drew's
lust got control of her, she couldn't do anything except give into it.
This ring made it possible for her to get what she wanted when the
personality she called Naughty Drew popped in.
And Drew was certainly feeling naughty that night. She didn't want
to break up Sam and Michelle, she wanted to help them. And at this
moment it seemed that what would help Sam would be a guiltless fuck
with a celebrity.
Finally they arrived at the apartment, and Sam led Drew upstairs. As
soon as the door closed behind them, Drew pressed Sam against the wall
and kissed him passionately. The entranced man was slow to respond,
but soon he was kissing back with equal vigor.
"Touch me, Sam," Drew instructed and Sam immediately complied. As
the kiss continued, he moved his hands around Drew's body. He felt
her breasts through her dress and his touch caused Drew to moan.
She broke the kiss off and had Sam lead her to the bedroom. Once
they were there, Drew reached back and undid the buttons on her dress.
It puddled on the ground and Drew felt so good to be out of it. She
wore no bra and Drew stood in front of Sam in only a pair of black
panties.
"Undress Sam," Drew said, "I want to see your body."
Sam immediately followed this command and he stripped off his shirt.
Drew loved the site of his bare chest. He certainly kept in shape,
but he wasn't some chiseled Adonis, with more muscles than brains. He
then took of his shoes and pulled his pants down. His boxers were
next and Drew took in his naked body. She could understand why
Michelle wouldn't want to lose him. With a smile, Drew noticed that
Sam wasn't hard yet. Well she'd have to take care of that.
"I want to fuck you, Sam," Drew announced, "I want to feel your cock
inside me."
"Yes, Drew," Sam replied, "Please fuck me. I only desire what you
desire."
Drew sat down the entranced man on his bed and took his cock into her
mouth. Even under the spell of the ring, Sam could still register the
intense pleasure this act created and his cock quickly began to harden
from the touch Drew's tongue and lips.
As she sucked him, Drew ran a hand over her breasts. Her nipples had
always been very sensitive and as Drew stroked and pinched them, she
felt her panties begin to get soaked. By now Sam was reaching his
maximum hardness so Drew figured it was time to take care of her
needs. So, after one last loving lick of his shaft, Drew removed
herself from Sam's cock and pushed him down on the bed.
Drew paused only to push her panties down her legs before getting on
top of Sam and letting his cock slip into her pussy. The actress
groaned deeply as she began to ride Sam. Soon his entranced mind
began to catch on and he began thrusting into her. Drew moved his
hands up to her breasts and he began to massage them, causing her to
coo in pleasure as his tough flesh hit her sensitive nipples.
But before they could get any further, Drew heard a door slam. She
realized that she should probably do something, but as Sam continued
to fuck her she found herself unable to stop. Besides, Drew had a
pretty good guess who it was.
"Sam? Where are you?" Michelle began as she looked for her
boyfriend. His car was outside, where was he? Michelle wanted to
apologize for what she had done earlier, she'd overreacted again.
Suddenly she heard noises from the bedroom and went to investigate.
What she saw made her blood boil. Sam was fucking another woman in
the bed they shared. That asshole! She'd come to apologize and that
bastard was fucking another girl. A girl who looked a lot like Drew
Barrymore, but another girl nevertheless!
"You bastard!" Michelle screamed as she threw her purse at them, "I
knew you were fucking around!!!" Her words did nothing to affect the
entranced Sam, but it did cause Drew to pull off his cock.
"And you!" Michelle screamed as she turned her attention to Drew,
"Get out of my apartment you slut whore!"
"Hi," Drew cheerfully said, "You must be Michelle. I'm Drew."
"I don't give a fuck!!!" Michelle continued, "Get your ass out of
here!"
"You need to relax, Michelle," Drew decided as she held up her ring.
Once again the eyes began to glow and the red beam shout out, hitting
Michelle in the forehead, "Come and join the party!"
Michelle, now under the spell of the ring, then began moving toward
the bed. She wasn't mad anymore that Sam was fucking Drew. In fact
she was happy. Whatever Drew wanted was good and right.
"Tell me the truth, Michelle," Drew began, "Why are you so insecure
about Sam and other girls. Don't you trust him?"
"I don't trust myself," Michelle softly answered.
"What do you mean?" Drew asked.
"I think I like girls," Michelle explained, "But I love Sam. I'm
afraid if other girls flirt with him, I'll get turned on and he won't
want me anymore. I'm afraid he'll dump me for being weird."
Drew was overjoyed at this revelation. She could help to solve all
their problems! She could get Michelle over her fears and get her and
Sam to really communicate with each other. The actress then leaned
over and kissed Michelle on the lips. The entranced woman quickly
answered back and soon they were passionately making out, as Sam
continued to stare ahead blankly.
"Take off your clothes, Michelle," Drew commanded.
Michelle eagerly stepped out of her heels and unzipped her dress.
The brunette reached around back and unsnapped her bra, revealing a
large pair of breasts to Drew's lust filled eyes. She then reached
down to pull off her panties, but Drew stopped her.
"Let me," the actress seductively offered. She then lovingly pushed
the garment off, and took a second to admire the tuft of dark hair she
revealed. Drew then pulled the nude Michelle onto the bed and quickly
began to kiss her beautiful breasts. As she did this, Drew moved a
hand down to Michelle's pussy and inserted two of her fingers. She
then began to slowly massage the woman's clit, feeling it swell and
causing the woman to moan happily.
It was then that Drew remembered poor, lonely Sam. He needed some
attention too.
"Suck his cock," Drew told Michelle as she moved down the woman's
body. Michelle reached over to her boyfriend and maneuvered him so
she could take his cock in her mouth. Even in her state, Michelle
could recognize the presence of Drew's juices on Sam's cock and she
happily licked them off.
As Michelle began to suck Sam off, Drew arrived at her target. She
then moved Michelle's legs apart slightly and attacked her pussy.
With an expert's touch, Drew began to lash at Michelle's clit, causing
the woman to lustfully whimper as she kept her attention fixed on
Sam's cock.
All of this was turning on Drew immensely and she moved a hand to her
own dripping pussy. She began to steadily finger fuck herself,
keeping the same rhythm she had going on Michelle's clit. Drew began
to hear male groaning and she realized that Sam was about to come.
Michelle kept her lips locked to his cock as she felt her boyfriend
tense up. With a loud groan he came, his cock exploding under his
girlfriend's talented tongue. This made Drew lick Michelle harder and
she moved her hand from her own pussy to Michelle's. The brunette
couldn't stand the double stimulation and with a rush she came. Drew
lapped up as much of her juice as she could before moving up for
another kiss.
As their lips met, the juices from Michelle's and Sam's orgasms
flowed into one. Drew felt her own arousal burning deep and she had
one simple command for the hypnotized couple.
"Fuck me!" she ordered, though the command was almost unnecessary.
Both Sam and Michelle could feel the need of their mistress and were
eager to pleasure her. With no hesitation, Michelle went straight
for Drew's pussy immediately loving the taste of her juices.
Then Drew found herself being lifted and, with a gasp, she felt Sam
enter her. The spell of the ring had kept him rock hard even after
his orgasm, and he began fucking Drew's pussy from behind. The
actress began crying out in ecstasy, she'd never been fucked and
licked at the same time and it was out of this world. Drew felt like
she was flying. Nothing had ever felt this good.
Michelle kept at Drew's pussy even as Sam entered her. She now had a
chance to lick both her boyfriend's cock and her mistress' clit and
she was loving it. The brunette moved a hand between Drew's legs to
get to Sam. She cupped his balls and began to slowly stroke his cock
as he thrust into Drew. With her other hand she began fingering
herself fast. Soon all three were on the verge of orgasm.
A buzzing began in Drew's brain as she struggled to deal with all
this pleasure. It was almost too much, but the actress never wanted
it to end. Her hands moved to her throbbing breasts as she sought the
extra stimulation of playing with her own nipples. Finally her orgasm
roared through her body with a sweet fury, causing Drew to black out
for a blissful second.
An exhausted Drew fell to the bed as Sam and Michelle sought their
own orgasms by fucking. They were both close to the edge and, after
only a few thrusts, Michelle began to come. Wild moans and gasps
filled the room as Michelle felt her orgasm burst inside of her. This
sent Sam over the edge as he came again.
The trio spent the next little while kissing and stroking each
other's bodies, before Drew remembered there was work to be done.
There was real love between Sam and Michelle and she wasn't going to
let this relationship fail.
"Listen to me Michelle," Drew instructed, "You are going to come
clean with Sam about your bisexuality. This won't frighten you
anymore because it feels good and natural to be attracted to your own
sex. When you admit to this, you won't feel so insecure about
yourself or your relationship. Sam loves you and you won't have to be
jealous anymore. Any time you have fear, you can talk to Sam because
he will always love and understand you."
"Yes, Drew," a content Michelle sighed.
"Now, Sam," Drew said, turning her attention, "When Michelle tells
you that she is attracted to women, you will not get all Neanderthal
and insecure. You will know that there is a big difference love and
lust and you will understand and support Michelle. She only loves you
and you have to make her feel comfortable with herself. And if you
ever fight, you will not go whine and pout. You will take the steps
to make things right between you two."
"Yes, Drew," Sam replied, a smile crossing his face.
"Now, I am going to leave," Drew explained, "And when I close the
door you will wake up from the trance my ring has put you in. You
will not remember meeting me or that I was here. You will remember
coming home and making love. And you will remember and act on all the
instructions I have given you for your relationship. If you ever see
my ring again, you will fall back into this trance. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Drew," the couple said together.
With that Drew gave each of them a kiss goodbye and redressed
herself. She closed to door and left the apartment building. Drew
realized she had left her car back at the club so she'd have to get a
cab.
It was a definitely a fun night, she thought to herself. She had
saved a relationship and had some fun in the process. As she stared
at her family ring she decided that yes, the Barrymores of old would
definitely be proud of her.