The Server (mc, FF, MF, D/s)

A Story in Three Sets

By Hecate (hecate@newsguy.com)

The First Set

Anna swept into the Wimbledon Lawn Tennis Association building, dressed as sexily as usual. And also as usual, surrounded by a media pack, hordes of screaming men, and some women, and anyone who thought they could get close enough to cop a quick feel. And they wondered why she never stopped to say hello!
Anna Kournikova may never have won a Grand Slam but she was still a star. According to some, she was the sexiest tennis player alive. According to those who hadn’t quite got her following, she was the PTA’s sex symbol and not a lot else. But most couldn’t see past the sensational looks to make a rational judgement. Anna didn’t care. She enjoyed the film star treatment. She enjoyed her tennis. And contrary to popular belief, she wanted to win!
Her blonde locks glinted in the sun as she finally managed to get through the doors. She breathed a sigh of relief. Glad to have got that over with, she made her way to the women’s locker room to get changed. She was on Court 2 today, having negotiated the first couple of rounds easily, but she wanted to get some practice outside before the match. Her coach had found her a new practice partner today. She hoped she was better than the last one. It was no thanks to her that she got through her last match. She expected her practice partners to get her worked up and with an incentive to win - the last one looked bored and played like it.
Anna found it quite strange. She always wanted to do her best. What was also odd was how the practice partners keep changing - like her coach was trying to find something special. She shrugged. She thought, at least until the last one, that it didn’t matter. It was working so far though. She’d got so angry with the last one she’d demolished her opponent in the match. She though that there must something in it though. She’d never really got going at Wimbledon before. This time she seemed much better. And she really thought she could win it.

Sitting on the bench in the locker room she was deep in thought, and paid no attention the athletic and often naked bodies passing her by. She never even noticed the lithe redhead staring at her from a corner of the room. Her soon to be practice partner.
Anna wandered off to the practice court, followed, at a distance, by the redhead, whose eyes seemed to be following the sway of her hips as she walked. On the practice court, the redhead was very professional for a while. Anna was quite amused that her name was Anne. Whenever a rally broke down they both stopped and chatted for a couple of minutes, and Anna found herself warming to Anne, who had a sexy voice, a ready wit and made her feel unwound, whilst also giving her a good workout. After an hour or so the coach told them both to take 20 minutes, and they both walked back together, chatting, for some time out of the sun, and a little relaxation.

On the way back, Anna saw close up the pendant she had noticed Anne wearing. It had been glinting all the time while they were playing. She thought it may have put her off once or twice, but it was only practice. Anne showed it to her proudly. “It’s nice isn’t it,” said Anne. “It’s a family heirloom. We’ve had it a few generations. If you look closely you can see flecks of colour in the stones, especially the one’s in the middle. They seem to, sort of, swirl around.”
Anna, never having read a Mind Control story, was easily drawn into the fiendish web of Anne the Mind Controlling Tennis Player. Anne figured she had about half the WPTA in her little black book now, and she wasn’t letting a looker like AK off the hook. As Anna bent over to look at the pendant, Anne took the opportunity to look at her breasts down the front of her tennis dress. Nice, she thought. Concentrating on the matter at hand, Anne talked softly to Anna; telling her to look deeper, see the pretty colours, and all the usual things that work. And, of course, they worked. Anne began to influence Anna more and more, whilst still getting her to walk slowly and carefully to the locker room. By the time they got there, AK was hers!

Anne whispered in AK’s ear: “You want to go and freshen up. You’ll go to a cubicle and I’ll follow. You’ll make it sound as though you’ve locked the door, but you’ll leave it unlatched. Understand?”
With a slightly gazed look, Anna softly said, “Yes, Miss” as she had been quickly trained to do. Then she turned and walked to the bathrooms. Not many players were around at the moment. They all tended to stagger their practices depending on the times of their matches. And Anna’s was an early match. Anne followed her carefully a little way behind, and then slipped inside when no one was about and locked the door.
They had about ten minutes left before the coach would come looking for them. Plenty of time for me to get laid and to get AK to a peak for the match, thought Anne.
“Anna darling, you still have your clothes on 3;.”, said Anne. Anna looked startled and said, “Oh, sorry Miss, and took them off quickly. She stood there nude, while Anne drooled over her for a minute, fondling herself, with a hand on her breast, and one hand in her panties.
She wettened quickly, and took off her panties. Anna was standing staring, and idly caressing a breast, responding to the sexual message Anne had implanted.
“Now come here, Anna, and lick me till I come and listen carefully to me while you’re doing so. You will do everything I tell you!”
“Yes 3;Miss,” said Anna softly. She sank to her knees at Anne’s feet and placed her hands on Anne’s thighs. Her tongue, tentatively at first, licked slowly up and down the crease of Anne’s cunt. Anne felt herself becoming quickly aroused.
“Listen Anna,” she said, “You are the Best. You’re going to win this year. But to do so you must follow my instructions. You will feel aroused while you play. You will get more and more aroused as the match goes on. You will play the best tennis you’ve ever played, as you are so desperate to get to see me after the match, desperate for me to make you come. But you will behave as normal. You will keep the post-match interview short, and then come to the hotel and room number that has been placed in your bag. Then you will beg me to make you orgasm. After this, you will always obey me, or anyone who shows you the pendant and says “AK Obey!”.
The last few words rushed out of Anne’s mouth as Anna brought her to a searing climax 3; 3;
Anna Kournikova marched into the Quarter Finals with a crushing 6-0, 6-1 victory over the world Number 6, and disappeared quickly after the interview. Everyone commented on how well she’d played and how much she must’ve had taken out of her to be so flushed after an easy win.

The Second Set

After Anna had met another new partner, the same thing happened. She won the Quarter Final easily. Whatever her coach was doing, she was very happy with it. The different partners all seemed to add something to her game, she thought. It was quite strange how she always felt so drained though, then was so energised during the match. And the weirdest thing was how turned on she got. Towards then end of the matches, she was beginning to feel that she’d almost come with every point she won. And the wetness she felt afterwards wasn’t just perspiration. Oh well, she wasn’t going to complain - she was winning at last!
This time the coach surprised her. He told her she’d got a man to practice this time. An Aussie nicknamed “The Slot”, because he was so good at hitting the same target, over and over again. The tall, redheaded Aussie met her at the practice court. She was impressed with his serve, he kept putting it in just the right place for her to hit, but varying the power so she had to move around the court quickly. She felt really energised again. When it was time for the break she walked of the court with him.
Coming back, she found that her jaw felt a bit, well, achy, and she wondered why. Must have been a bit stressed she thought. Anyway, the Aussie gave her another good workout. The next day, before the semi-final, he gave her a gentle workout so she was at her peak.

And she won! It wasn’t as easy as before, this was the number 2 seed, but she still managed a 6-4, 6-4 victory. She raced off the court as soon as she could, feeling there was something she must do. She gave the usual interview, yadda, yadda, it’s an honour, and all that stuff, and then left in a hurry.
Soon, she found herself in front of a hotel door. She didn’t question it. She knew that this was what she must do. The Aussie opened the door, dressed in only a towel round the waist, and the pendant round his neck. “Come in, AK, you’re just in time”, he said. A shiver went through her when he used the nickname AK.
As she entered he leant over and whispered “AK Obey” in her ear. She felt very relaxed then. She walked to the middle of the room, looked quizzically at the Aussie, and said, “Yes?”
The Aussie looked her up and down. You could almost see the drool. “All your clothes. Off. Now.” He said. She quickly stripped and stood there relaxed, nude and with her arms by her side. The Aussie dropped his towel on the floor to reveal his erectness. “C’m ‘ere, Anna”, he said. She walked towards him. “Time to have fun,” he growled, with a big grin.

He bent his head and began to kiss her. She responded immediately, the fires stoked during the match searing through her like a lava flow. Her body was screaming to be touched, fondled, caressed, to orgasm. The Aussie kissed her deeply, his hands running over the back of her neck and across her breasts. Just this made her feel as though she were about to come. She moved her hands between their bodies, grasping his penis and beginning an up and down motion, desperate to get him to make love to her.
Her nipples were rigid from the constant stroking and she could feel the wetness coating her pussy lips. She screamed out to him as he slid down her body, “Make me come!! Pleeeeaaaseee!” His tongue tasted her, lapping lightly then, realising how she needed this, his lips covered her straining clit and he began to suck gently, flicking with his tongue. She exploded. She yelled incomprehensible words at the top of her voice. Her body shook and spasmed while the Aussie held on to her so she didn’t fall. His mouth filled with her liquid as she came repeatedly. When it was over she went limp and he carried her over to the bed and laid her down. He began caressing her again, lightly, building her up very slowly. She gradually began to reciprocate, pushing him back and climbing on top of him. He stared up at her soft breasts and gently caressed her nipples, as she held his erection and then slid slowly down onto it.

It was a night he would never forget. The image of her was imprinted on his mind. He even managed to just remember to give her her next set of instructions.

The Final Set

Anna was getting used to this now, and wondered who her practice partner would be for the day and morning she had left before the Final. Apparently it was a woman again. An American. But that was all she knew.
She arrived early to use the practice courts, as usual. She got changed and walked out. She could see a blonde woman, about her height, already waiting, chatting to her coach. She’d only had this coach since just before Wimbledon, but she was very impressed with his methods. He’d got her to the final, even though those methods seemed a little strange some times.

The woman said and “Hi” and they retired to opposite sides of the net. She looked lithe and powerful. AS Anna studied her from afar, she couldn’t help noticing the almost permanent grin her practice partner had. Anna was pleased to be partnered by someone who really enjoyed her tennis.
When the break came up, Anna found herself feeling expectant, as though something should happen. She shrugged it off, and walked back to the changing room with the American. She felt stupid; she hadn’t even asked her her name! She was about to, and then, she was walking back out again. She felt sure she’d asked the woman, but couldn’t remember. She felt confused. Her break had gone and she hadn’t really noticed. The American had got back to the court before her and was again chatting to her coach. She looked very pleased with herself. In fact, Anna thought, she looked like she’d just won Wimbledon.The Final was preying on her mind a little now, but she enjoyed the workout with the American. Never did seem to get her name though, and she thought she’d probably never see her again.

It was time for the Final. She felt at her peak now and was really charged up for the match. She couldn’t get over how sexy she felt. She hoped no one noticed, but didn’t worry about it because she knew people would put it down to nerves. Once on court though, the feelings started building up as she played better and better. She was up against the number one seed. She lost the first set 6-4, but won by the same margin in the second. By the third though, she felt supercharged, and steamed to a 6- win to take the title.
Afterwards, after all the presentations and interviews, and the congratulations and tears, Ann found herself outside a hotel bedroom door again. She wasn’t sure why, but she knocked. The blonde American opened the door. “Hello Darlin’”, she drawled, “Come in so we can play,”. Anna’s eyes were drawn to the pendent nestling between a pair of luscious breasts. The woman had no clothes on!
“My name’s Katie,” said the American as she pulled Anna into the room, “and we’re going to have fun!” She looked Anna up and down, and whispered some instructions in her ear, along with the magic words. Katie reached up to a shelf and brought down a digital camera. “You can start now,” she said. Anna began to sensuously strip and Katie began taking pictures. Now Lexi will have to believe me, she thought.

When Anna was naked, she went over to lie on the bed. Katie put the camera back, and walked to the dressing table where a digital video was set up. She pressed play and climbed onto the bed with Anna. She’d really wanted a present for Lexi while she was here and thought a nice video would be good, and may get her some more action back in Texas...

Katie reached a hand behind Anna’s head and pulled her toward her, kissing her on the lips and then inserting her tongue. Anna responded immediately, her drive to get an orgasm impelling her to comply with whatever Katie wanted to do. With her other hand Katie began to caress the impressively firm breasts pushed towards her by Anna. Anna’s nipples were already hard and Katie was determined to make them as rock-like as possible. She knew the babe was desperate, but didn’t intend to let her come any time soon. When Anna came, it was going to be the best she’d ever had. Katie started to trial her tongue down Anna’s chin, then throat, and then onto her breasts. She sucked hard on Anna’s nipples, alternately fingering and sucking at each breast, whilst Anna was crying out to her to let her come.
Katie judged that she was doing it just right, and moved on down Anna’s body with her mouth, licking and stroking teasingly with her tongue, all the way down to Anna’s cunt. Katie kept her fingers teasing Anne’s breasts, while she just licked around Anna’s lips. Then she moved one hand down and splayed open Anna’s cunt with her fingers. Anna was pulsing with desire and incredibly wet. Katie used her tongue to lap up some of the wetness, carefully slowing down or even stopping when it looked as if Anna might come.

Finally, Katie realised it would be cruel, and next to impossible to delay any longer. Still caressing Anna’s breasts with one hand, she plunged two fingers of her other into Anna’s welcoming, hot wetness. At the same time, she moved her tongue from gently caressing Anna’s cunt lips to flicking hard against her clit. Anna erupted in an explosion of noise, moisture, and quivering. Her body arched so that it almost as if she were levitating, only her head and toes remaining in contact with the bed. Katie didn’t mind the noise, she couldn’t hear much with Anna’s thighs squeezed around her ears. She was just hoping Anna would let her breathe soon...
Ann relaxed her thighs, and Katie slid out from under. Her ears felt squashed, but she had the loveliest taste in her mouth and the gorgeous aroma of Anna plastered on her face. She licked her lips in delight, looked at Anna, and said “ well, Babe, now you’ve calmed down a bit, you’re gonna have to get some work done yourself. Get yourself over here between my legs! All that lickin’ and so forth has made me hotter n’ a bull in a field full o’ prime cows!”

Anna crawled across the bed to the floor, came up on her knees, and got between Katie’s legs, perched as she was, on the edge of the bed. Katie stroked her hair, then pulled her towards the warm, inviting spot between her legs. Katie kept playing with the soft, blonde hair as Anna began to taste Katie’s secretions. She lapped at her cunt while her fingers roamed over Katie’s thighs, underneath to the soft flesh of her buttocks. With her right hand she parted the base of Katie’s cheeks and carefully began teasing her other soft hole. With her left, she gently caressed the secret flesh between the two.

Katie was breathing more quickly by now. Not just from the kissing and caressing, but also from the thought of Anna Kournikova being between her legs. It was a dream come true. She could feel the blood engorging her nether lips, and every last little touch of Anna’s tongue and fingers.
Anna was getting rather good at this, having had so much practice over the last two weeks, and she soon had Katie gasping, “Yes, yes, oh yes, just there, more, Pleeeeeaaasseee...”

Anna had one more trick up her sleeve. She moved her left hand and used it to push back Katie’s lips, exposing more of her. The she rolled her tongue and began tongue-fucking her while her index finger rolled softly over the top of Katie’s clit.
Katie was in heaven, string upwards, her mouth wide open as she panted and pleaded with Anna. She felt so moist she thought she’d wet herself. As the raging sensations approached their peak, Katie screamed, “Anna, Anna, I’m being fucked by Anna Ko...”. The remains of the surname disappearing as any sensible speech was drowned by the strangulated cries of Katie as she came and cam and came. Anna did not stop until Collapsed back on the bed. And that was just the beginning of their evening together.

Later, Katie turned off the video after Anna had gone, that was one tape she was going to copy a few times, to make sure she never lost it!

Finale

The coach was pleased. Everything had worked out as he’d planned, and Anne, Katie and the others were pleased to have found another celebrity plaything. He was very happy with his work. Now he’d have to find someone else to target. Oh well, he thought that’s half the fun!
The taxi was waiting outside his hotel, so he thought he’d better go. He picked up his case and went outside to the car. The cabby wound the window down and said, “ You Mr Wheeler?” 3;...