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(These stories were written for adult entertainment and should not be accessed by children. ===================================================================== Archive name: Hypno23.txt Authors name: MS4EVER321@aol.com Story Title : Hypno Celeb 23: Angie Everhart (mc, ff) ---------------------------------------------------------------- Hypno Celeb 23: Angie Everhart by MAW MC,FF Not to be read by anyone under 18. This story contains graphic descriptions of sexuality. If this offends you, leave now. This is fiction. Hypnosis does not work this way. If you feel like trying this, 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. Enjoy the story and the site. The small inn was located in the Pacific Northwest, about fifty miles outside of Portland. It was nestled inside the woods, surrounded by trees, gorgeous scenery and a huge lake. Its perks included room service, top of the line accommodations, a pool and a well-serviced piano bar. The inn made for a great place to get away from it all, a place people could go to relax and enjoy the quiet. Naturally, it had already become a favorite of celebrities looking for a quiet vacation. The sun was setting as Angie Everhart walked into the lounge. The tall, gorgeous redhead was wearing a black suit that clung well to her shapely form. She sat down in an easy chair, gazing out the window towards the lake. The lounge was quiet, the evening crowd not due for a while. Angie liked the quiet as it gave her more of a chance to relax after a difficult movie shoot. A week of peace by herself was just what she needed. She was considering what to do for dinner when she saw a young woman enter the bar. She appeared to be in her twenties, mildly attractive, with short raven hair and wore a pair of jeans and a sweatshirt. It took a moment for Angie to recognize her as one of the cleaning ladies who'd worked in her room that afternoon. Jamie, if she recalled correctly. She'd seemed friendly enough, probably working here to pay college bills. Angie felt for her a little. It was easy for women in her business to forget that a quirk of genetics could have sent them along that path. Jamie caught Angie's gaze and smiled, coming up to her. Angie smiled, but inwardly prepared herself. Ten to one, Jamie was going to ask how one got into the modeling biz. Well, she did have potential, but Angie wanted her to understand what came with the fame. "Ms. Everhart?" Jamie said. "I'm sorry, usually I don't talk to guests, but I'm a big fan and I've been hoping you'd come here." "Thank you, Jamie. Is there something you want to ask me?" "Actually, there's something I wanted to show you," Jamie said, pulling something out of her pocket. She held her hand in a fist and then opened it. A chain fell out from her fingers, the index finger and thumb holding it as it unfolded to show a small, pear-shaped amber pendant. The instant Angie saw it, the pendant glowed. Angie stared at it, a wave of relaxation coming over her as she watched. The pendant's glow seemed to fill her eyes and seep into her brain, dulling her mind and will. A small part of her tried to fight it, but she never stood a chance. Her face went blank as her mind effectively shut off. Jamie grinned as she saw the jewel's spell take hold. It had never failed her yet. Angie was the finest "subject" she'd had. She hadn't been lying when she said she was a huge fan. Now, she had the chance to make her dreams come true. "Angie, stand up and follow me." Angie obediently stood and walked behind Jamie, her face devoid of expression. She followed Jamie down the hall and through a door marked "Employees Only." Cutting through a large storage area, Jamie led Angie down another hall and to a large door. Glancing around to make sure no one was there, Jamie unlocked the door and led the hypnotized Angie in. Inside was a spacious room. There were no lights save for those coming from candles placed around the room and the light of a fireplace roaring. "I 'encouraged' the room's residents to spend a night out," Jamie said to the oblivious Angie. "We should have some privacy." Taking Angie's hand, Jamie led her into the sitting room. They came to a stop on top of a shag rug in front of the fireplace. Jamie took Angie's head in her hands and gazed up into her blank eyes. "Angie, listen to me." Jamie spoke in a commanding tone. "That amulet has been in my family for generations. It's magical and you've felt its effect. You have no will and no mind. You can only do what I say. You want to do what I say. It will make you feel so good to do that. Do you understand?" "..Yes.." Angie said through parted lips. "I want to make love to you, Angie. I want you to let me have you, explore you, kiss you, touch you. I want you badly and you want me. Do you understand?" "..Yes.." Angie said, licking her lips. Jamie pulled her into a kiss. It was a slow kiss, their tongues wrapping around each other, hesitantly at first, then with feeling. They embraced and Jamie could feel Angie's bosom pushed against her, giving her an added thrill. She broke away and quickly pulled off her clothes. She had a few pounds more than she wanted, but her body was still attractive. "Step out of your shoes, Angie. I'll undress the rest of you." Angie stepped out of the heels, taking a couple of inches off of her. Jamie slipped off her dark jacket and placed it on the ground. She undid the skirt and let it fall. She took a deep breath as she took in Angie, standing only in a slip and panties, with dark pantyhose. Hooking her fingers underneath the straps, Jamie lifted and let go, letting the slip fall to the ground, allowing Angie's breasts to fall free. She reached down and slowly slipped Angie's panties down her legs, loving the feeling as her hands felt the silk leggings. Nude, the two women kissed again and Jamie knew Angie's entranced mind was beginning to feel a sense of pleasure. They slowly went down to the rug, Jamie on top, Angie red hair framing out around her. Jamie continued to kiss her idol, breaking off to slowly lower herself down the incredible body. She buried her head in between Angie's breasts, licking at that wonderful cleavage. As she placed kisses on Angie's bosom, her hand crawled down until it came to the dark patch exposed in between the silken legs. She tickled it, softly at first, then placed two fingers inside and began massaging the clit. Angie moaned as she felt the pleasure build within her. Jamie gently suckled a nipple as she continued to finger the model, moistness coming onto her fingers. She sucked at the nipple like a child as her fingers increased their pressure. With a moan, Angie came, her cum spilling onto Jamie's fingers. Jamie withdrew the soaked hand and used it to massage Angie's other breast. After a long minute of suckling, Jamie sat herself on Angie, her dark pussy over the model's face. "Lick me, Angie," she said in a husky voice. "Eat me out." Angie complied and began lapping at Jamie's pussy. Jamie moaned and then smiled as she realized Angie was learning quickly. Her buttocks sat right above Angie's breasts and she slowly rocked herself back and forth. One of Angie's hands was placed on Jamie's thigh. The other moved up Jamie's body to a soft breast, squeezing it. Jamie continued her rythym, her gentle rocking managing to heighten the pleasure. Angie managed to keep her licking in tempo with the rocking and it wasn't long before Jamie's juices spilled onto her face. An hour later, Jamie and Angie were back in the lounge. Angie was cleaned and in the chair she had been occupying before. Jamie looked her in the eyes and spoke softly. "Angie, when I touch your forehead, you will close your eyes and count to ten. When you reach ten, you will wake up and remember nothing of what has happened here. You will not remember seeing me or of leaving this lounge. You will believe you have been here all the time. Good-bye, Angie." Jamie tapped her fingers against the forehead. Angie eyes closed and her lips parted slightly as she began to count under her breath. Jamie stood up and walked away, smiling. Who knows, she might bump in Angie again over the week. Angie blinked, confused. She felt strange, like a wave of dizziness had come over her. She glanced outside and her eyes widened slightly. She knew night came quickly, but this was amazing. If she didn't know better, she'd have thought it was much later than it was. Shrugging, she got up and started heading towards the dining room. Strange, she hadn't been aware her panties were riding on her so much. Or that she felt a little-- wet. ---------------------- Kristen's collection