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(These stories were written for adult entertainment and should not be accessed by children. ===================================================================== Archive name: Hypno32.txt Authors name: MS4EVER321@aol.com Story Title : Hypno Celeb 32: Drew Barrymore (mc,mf,celeb) ---------------------------------------------------------------- Hypno Celeb 32: Drew Barrymore by MAW MC,MF 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 partly based on a manufactured image at www.Privatepages.com. I say partly because while the celeb is different, the situation of the image is the same. All comments and suggestions are welcome. Thank you. Enjoy. A Saturday night on the L.A. highway is one of the busiest for patrolmen. Teenagers, college kids and more speeding in more ways than one, breaking the rules like they felt they were entitled to it. And none did it more than the rich and famous. Drew Barrymore howled as she rocketed down the highway. She had just come from a great nightclub downtown and was still in a party mood. Her short blond hair whipped in the wind coming from the open windows and her perky face was in a wild grin. She may have been off drugs and heavy booze, but she was still a party girl at heart. Besides, a cool night every now and then helped her keep up the "bad girl" reputation she enjoyed. Her good mood was cut off by the wail of sirens. "Shit," she muttered, glancing in the rear view mirror and seeing the flashing red lights of a patrol car. She quickly pulled over to the side and waited. She brushed at her hair and took a deep breath. She usually could flirt her way out of a ticket, with looks and fame but she had a couple of drinks in her and she was a little worried. Tabloids ate stuff like this up for breakfast. She put on a game smile as the officer came up her door. He was a tall, handsome Latin, a good build underneath his uniform. "License, miss?" he said in a deep tone. Drew handed it to him. He read her name and then looked at her. "Ms. Barrymore?" "Yeah," she smiled. "And you're?" "Andy, Andy Montoya. Having a night of fun?" "Yeah, just wrapped a movie. I always go out the night I do, get all the stress out." "Uh-huh. Have you been drinking, Ms. Barrymore?" "Ah, well, just a beer or two. Nothing serious, I'm clean." "I see. I'm afraid I'm going to have to give you a new field sobriety test, Ms. Barrymore. I'm sorry, but it's necessary." "Okay," Drew sighed. What do you need?" Andy reached into his pocket and pulled out a pocketwatch attached to a chain. "I need you to take a deep breath, relax and keep an eye on this watch." He began to swing the watch side to side in front of Drew's face. "Just keep watching this. Now, I want you count backwards from a hundred each time the watch swings by. Just start at one hundred at count down." "100..99..98..97.." Drew counted as she watched the watch swing by her eyes. One number for each pass. Counting down. Down. Down with each swing of that shiny watch. That nice and shiny watch. "92..91..90.." The sounds of traffic slowly faded away as she continued to count down, her eyes fixed on the movements of the watch, needing to count down as it swung by, needing to count its movements. "85..84..83.." She began to feel fuzzy in her head, clouded, her thoughts muddled. She felt limp, like a weight was pressing down on her body. She ignored that growing relaxation and concentrated solely on counting down whenever she saw the watch. "78..77..76.." Her eyes felt so heavy now, like they were weighted down. She felt tired, so tired, but she had to keep staring at the watch, had to keep counting down. "71..70..69.." Her eyes closed and her head slumped back on the seat's headrest, her body relaxing in the seat. Andy pocketed the watch and leaned in, keeping his voice low. "Drew, can you hear me?" "Yeah.." she whispered. Andy gazed at the dress she wore, already making plans for removing it. "Drew, I am a police officer. Your superior. Whatever I ask you to do, you have to do it. You want to do it, because what I say is good and right and doing it makes you a good citizen, doesn't it?" "Yes." "Good, good. So, whatever I tell you to do, you will do it, won't you?" "Yes, Andy." "Drew, you will refer to me as Officer at all times, do you understand?" "Yes, Officer." "Good. Now, Drew, in a few moments, you'll hear a siren. When you do, you'll wake up and drive home. Can I have your address?" Andy quickly wrote down Drew's home, happy to see it wasn't too far and also happy to hear that she would be alone. "Now, Drew, when you wake up, you won't remember seeing me or remember being pulled over. However, there are two things you'll remember deep in your mind. One, you will feel very aroused. Very aroused. You will want sex very much. You'll want to feel a cock deep inside you. Also, if you hear my voice say the words 'watch arrest,' you'll fall back into this sleep and obey my commands. Do you understand?" "Yes.." Nodding, Andy walked back to his patrol car, his penis painfully pushed against his pants. He stepped into his car and honked the horn. He watched as Drew sped off, unaware of the events of the last few minutes and smiled. Drew's house was in a comfortable section of uptown and Andy had little trouble finding it. Hopefully, his patrol car would dissuade any security around here. He stepped out and walked up to the door, knocking on it. After a moment, Drew opened it. She had apparently just stepped out of the shower, a black robe wrapped around her, her wet hair in a mess. "Yes, can I help you?" She showed no recognition of Andy. Andy had intended to slide into this easy but the sight of the wet Drew was too much to resist. "Watch arrest," he said. Drew's eyes closed as she swayed in place. Andy quickly stepped inside and closed the door behind him. "Drew, open your eyes, but remain fast asleep." Drew stared at him blankly. "Take me to your bedroom," Andy ordered. Drew led the way, taking robotic steps to her room, where sat a spacious bed. Andy looked at Drew and quickly disrobed. Drew seemed to take no notice of him, staring at the wall with unseeing eyes. Nude, Andy lay back on the bed. "Drew, are you hot right now?" "Yes, Officer." "Do you want sex right now?" "Yes, Officer." "Do you want sex with me right now?" "Yes, Officer." "Take off your robe." Drew undid the knot and let the robe fall off her. Her pert breasts were already hard and he could see her cunt dripping from more than just water. "Fuck me now, Drew." "Oh, yes, Officer." Drew jumped forward onto Andy, pushing him on his back. They crawled up the bed, embracing and kissing, her nails raking his back as they tongue-wrestled. Their lips stayed together for a full minute as she dragged her tongue around Andy's mouth, almost biting his lip. Andy moved her up, kissing her nipples. She moved down and sat on his erect cock. She began thrusting herself back and forth, moaning as she rode him. Andy was surprised but pleased by her vigor as he gyrated his pelvis to push himself deeper inside her. His hands pinched her breasts as she pushed herself harder, clenching down on his member. She arched back as he shot into her, shrieking with joy. Andy was still hard and still ready to unload, so he turned Drew over, sliding his cock out of her. He straddled her and slid his cock along her breasts, in between the passage and against the nipples. Her fingers danced around it as he went, cum dripping onto her breasts. He pushed it into her face and her tongue extended, licking at the tip. She took it and placed it in her mouth, swallowing the extended penis down her throat. She licked at it as her fingers pinched his balls, sliding it in and out of her mouth. He pulled it out just as he came, shooting cum all over her face and into her mouth. She gleefully licked it up, not even bothered. It was early the next morning when Andy finally limped out into his car. God, he wouldn't walk straight for the rest of the day. Drew had totally worn him out and she was probably still wanting more. She had been masturbating in her sleep as he left, the last elements of trance leaving her. Andy figured it'd be a while before he paid another visit. But he would drop by again soon. Serve and protect, that was his motto.