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(These stories were written for adult entertainment and should not be accessed by children. ===================================================================== Archive name: Hypno04.txt Authors name: MS4EVER321@aol.com Story Title : Hypno Celeb 04: Alyssa Milano and Shannon Tweed (mc,ff,celeb) ---------------------------------------------------------------- Hypno Celeb 4: Alyssa Milano and Shannon Tweed MC, FF, CELEB Not to be read by anyone under 18. This story contains graphic descriptions of sexuality. If this offends you, leave now. This is fantasy. Hypnosis does not work this way. There are levels to Hollywood and its hierarchy. Each level has an area and your standing decides where you go. While big name stars go uptown to Fox, Paramount and Warner, those in the direct-to-video biz find themselves in less opulent surroundings. This was the surrounding Alyssa Milano found herself in that muggy afternoon. Seated inside a not overly expensive waiting room, she flipped through a copy of Variety as she waited for her appointment. Still in her twenties, she had achieved a level of noriety already. The girl-next-door from "Who's the Boss?" to the sexpot of "Embrace of the Vampire." She understood she was one of the most downloaded female celebs on the Internet. She wouldn't have been here at all if those assholes running "Melrose Place" would get her signed on as a permanent star. A steady income would help greatly. In the meantime, she was back at the soft-core films. This one actually sounded intriguing, a murder mystery with herself and a group of other famous names as suspects. The prospect had been intriguing enough for her to agree to meet the script's anonymous author in person. She put down her paper and ran a hand through her short dark hair. She wore a simple pair of shorts and a white vest-style t- shirt. Perfect for the hot L.A. afternoon. She had just decided to forget the meeting and go to a pool when the receptionist spoke up. "Ms. Milano? The writer will see you now. First door on the left." As Alyssa passed into the office, the secretary smiled and hit the button that activated the intercom inside the office. She didn't want to miss this for anything. Alyssa walked into the office and stopped in surprise. The office itself was nice. A wooden desk, a chair on either side of it. A potted plant in the corner, some nice paintings and a clock. A therapist's couch was lying next to a wall. The windowshades were drawn, only a few cracks of sunlight coming in, hardly enough to disturb the florescent lighting coming from the ceiling. But it wasn't the decor that caught Alyssa's attention, it was her host. Long blond hair curling past her shoulders. Piercing blue eyes. A body that most women her age would kill for. Knockout legs extending from a mini-skirt. A bosom barely held by the dark navy-blue suit she wore. A mischievous smile on her red lips highlighting her gorgeous face. 1982 Playmate of the Year and undisputed queen of video erotica, Shannon Tweed. Shannon smiled at Alyssa's obvious surprise. "It was worth keeping this secret just to see the look on your face," she said. "Sorry, but I really am trying to keep the idea for this film quiet until I get the cast together." "I had no idea you were a writer," Alyssa said as she sat down in front of the desk. "Contrary to popular opinion, I'm more than a dumb blond with tits to die for," Shannon said. "I've tried to get this off the ground, but I could never come to it. So, I figured if I got together the cast I wanted first, it'd be easier to sell." "Who else do you want?" "Women like you and me who thrive on 'bad and sexy' parts," Shannon said. "Girls who don't mind kissing other girls and taking their clothes off. That sort." "I don't know if I want to get into that," Alyssa said, turning her eyes downward. "Why not?" Shannon frowned. "It can't be shyness. You've shown off your goodies in movies and magazines before. What haven't they seen?" "It's just--I wanted to branch out from that. I mean, I know I wanted to change my image after 'Who's the Boss', but I didn't expect it to turn into this. I don't expect you to understand what I--" Alyssa turned her gaze back upwards only to see it filled with a watch. An gold-plated antique watch suspended on a chain, held by Shannon. The watch swung back and forth and Alyssa's gaze followed it. "Watch it, Alyssa," Shannon's voice said in a soothing tone. "Watch swing side to side, left to right. Watch the light glinting off of it and into your eyes. Keep watching it, keep focusing on it. You can't look away. You can't think. Just follow the watch wherever it goes." Shannon stood from her chair and walked over to the recliner, the watch still swinging in her grasp. Alyssa, her features slackened, slowly rose and followed, her eyes firmly fixed on the watch. Shannon kept the watch in front of Alyssa's eyes as she gently pushed Alyssa back. "It's so relaxing, Alyssa," Shannon continued. "So relaxing. Why don't you close your eyes and relax. Close your eyes, relax and let yourself go." Alyssa's eyes fluttered closed as she sunk into the recliner. Shannon smiled. She could still remember the first time she had hypnotized Alyssa three years earlier. Hypnotized her and removed her inhibitions. Hypnotized her and filled her with the desire for erotic films. Hypnotized her and sent her out to join her many other "proteges." Tana McClure, Monique Parent, Julie Strain, Lisa Boyle, Wendy Schumacher and so many others. Shannon knew that when the time came for her to finally retire from the seductress scene, her role was easy to fill. Shaking those thoughts aside, Shannon placed the watch onto the desk as she slowly undressed. When her famous body was uncovered, she sat onto the recliner. She rubbed a hand on Alyssa's bare leg, all the way up to the thigh and then the clit. Asleep and entranced, Alyssa sighed in response. Shannon decided it was time to reap what she had sown. "Alyssa, open your eyes but remain asleep." Alyssa's eyes sleepily half-opened. They focused on her nude mistress. "Alyssa, I'm so proud of you. You've followed my commands well. Now, I have decided to give you a reward for your hard work. Would you like that, Alyssa?" "..Yes..please.." Alyssa whispered. That was all Shannon needed to hear. She leaned forward and kissed Alyssa full on the lips. Alyssa was slow to reciprocate but soon answered in kind. As they kissed, Shannon slowly unbuttoned her shirt with one hand while the other slowly undid the zipper on Alyssa's shorts. She moved up to yank the shorts down, exposing the white panties underneath that also went. The shirt soon followed. Then the white bra. Shannon looked down at her mesmerized charge and grinned. "So lovely," she whispered as she took in the full breasts and black clit. "You have earned this." She moved down on Alyssa, their bodies melding together. She kissed Alyssa long and hard as they embraced. Their breasts rubbed against one another, the hardened nipples eliciting sighs from both. Shannon lowered herself so Alyssa could bury her head in between the legendary breasts, inhaling their scent as if it was life-giving. Shannon slowly moved down Alyssa's body, coming to the dark patch in between her legs. She placed a well- manicured finger inside and slowly began rubbing. Alyssa moaned and twisted on the couch as Shannon expertly worked herself into her pussy. When she felt juice on her fingertips, Shannon withdrew her finger and replaced it with her tongue, which began lapping up the lower lips of her hypnotized client. Alyssa groaned and began to shake her entire body as Shannon continued to lick. When she came, her entire body arched in the chair as she exploded onto her mistress. Blond hair streaked with cum, Shannon moved back onto Alyssa, kissing her again. She turned them over so Alyssa was on top and slowly began to push her down. Alyssa moved down Shannon's body, kisses covering her breasts and nipples, her belly and hips before she came to the motherlode. Shannon moved herself further up the recliner as Alyssa went to work. Shannon closed her eyes and let her head fall back as Alyssa proceeded to eat her out. She placed her legs around Alyssa's head, keeping her tight on her clit. Alyssa needed no encouragement. Her spellbound mind could only do anything that pleased her mistress. Her inhibitions almost erased by Shannon's trance, she eagerly did her mistress' bidding and continued to mouth the lips, as if trying to swallow the entire clit. Shannon tensed her legs and shoved Alyssa even more forward when she finally came. She did not release the grip until she was sure Alyssa had licked and swallowed all she could. Ten minutes later, Alyssa and Shannon stepped into the waiting room. "I'm glad you agreed to star in the film," Shannon said. "I look forward to seeing you again." "Pleasure was mine. I'm really looking forward to this." After shaking Shannon's hand, Alyssa turned and left. Shannon looked at her receptionist and at the dark stain on her shorts. "Enjoy the show?" "Best radio program I've heard in years. Shauna O'Brien called. She'll be here at four." "Good. She should inject some new blood into this." Shannon shook her head. "So many women. So little time. God, I love this town." Kristen's collection----------------------------------------