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Subject: {ASSM} (Dimitri M.) Celebrity Hypnotist 17 [4/5] - F/F, M/F, oral, celeb - Starring Thandie Newton, Gina Gershon, Amanda Thompson and Kim Delaney.
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        The following work of fiction contains scenes of male/female
sex, female/female sex, oral sex, use of sexual toys, slight aspects of
male and female domination and, best of all, sex between various good
looking celebrities.
        This is a work of fiction, it didn't actually happen and it
never will, by even the furthermost stretch of the imagination.  The
Celebrities involved in this story would never actually do anything like
this and, should they ever find me, they'll likely beat the shit out of
me for writing it.
        And I would deserve it.
        You must be of the legal age in your country and/or state to
view pornography if you want to read this story, it is illegal to read
this material otherwise and, if you do, on your own head be it.
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        Celebrity Hypnotist Chapter 17 - [4/5]

        Andrea, naked and nervous, watched the erotic scene in horrified
fascination.  Her interest should have been purely professional, the
desire to achieve the objective needed to catch a criminal, but instead
she could feel her nipples aching and her pussy getting wetter and wetter.
        Gina relented at last, just as Kim had felt herself on the brink
of cumming.  Her clenched teeth opened and her tensed muscles relaxed
as Gina pulled away from her cunt, but she had no time to breath as the
sexy woman dashed up the length of her body and roughly kissed her,
pressing her tongue between Kim's lips and feeding her the taste of her
own pussy.
        As Kim melted into the undeniably erotic kiss, Gina snapped
behind her with her fingers at The Submissive, who quickly moved into
position between her legs.  Gina was straddled over Kim's stomach, her
legs spread wide to either side, her sexy cunt and asshole exposed, her
pussy mashing down against Kim's flat stomach.
        The Submissive grinned as he grabbed his cock in hand and pressed
the head against Kim Delaney's pussy.
        Her eyes widened and her mouth opened wide, Gina continuing to
waggle her tongue about inside her oral orifice, knowing that she was
about to get fucked, something that strangely seemed more horrifying
than being forced into a lesbian encounter.
        "Oh yes," he moaned, and pushed forward, sinking his shaft deep
up inside of her.  She let out a low whimper of mixed pleasure and denial
around the tongue in her mouth, her legs shamelessly spreading wider
as he fully entered her, his balls pressing firmly against her tight
ass-cheeks.
        With a moan, Gina pressed her arms to either side of Kim's head
and pulled herself forward, her cunt sliding warmly, wetly up
the Detective's flat stomach.  She moaned happily, working her arms back
and forth, sliding her pussy up and down Kim's stomach and leaving a
trail of her flowing juices.
        Her upper arms were pressing her breasts together, and she leaned
forward to press them into Kim's face, brushing her nipples over the hot
brunettes lips.
        As Gina did this, The Submissive had begun to pump his cock in
and out of her cunt, sliding his prick into her over and over, his thumb
working hard at her clit as he parted her and filled her, parted her and
filled her energetically, grabbing the backs of her thighs and pulling them
to his side, lifting her ass high to change the angle of his cock's
slamming strokes inside of her.
        Kim moaned and cried out in pleasure, her mouth unconsciously
closing around the firm, pink nipples presented to her mouth and sucking
them - and the firm tit-flesh around them - in.
        She could feel it coming again, the need to orgasm, to let go
to the flood of desires overwhelming her body and just cum.
        But she couldn't, couldn't invalidate all of the hard work and
sacrifices both she and Andrea had made, and she held on with everything
she had, fighting the rising tide of sexual pleasure overwhelming her.
        She'd lost control of her hips, at least, all ready, and they
were shifting and twisting eagerly to meet the angled thrusts of The
Submissive's cock as it pounded into her again and again, his balls
slapping against her asshole and sending shockwaves of delicious sexual
pleasure that only added to her desire to orgasm.
        "Hold on, hold on!" whispered Andrea, trying to ignore the burning,
throbbing desire in her own cunt,"Nearly there, just hold on!"
        Gina pulled back, her tits bouncing free from Kim's mouth as
she leaned back, thrusting her chest forward and pinching her nipples
between thumb and forefinger.  She ground her cunt up and down over
Kim's stomach, the rotations of her hips becoming erratic and unpredictable
and she raised towards an orgasm.
        Kim's breath was coming in ragged gasps of breath and her hips
were just as wild and bucking and Gina's now, the hot brunette Detective
slamming her cunt roughly up against The Submissive's cock as he pounded
into her again and again.
        She couldn't control it anymore, could feel it spilling over the
self-imposed barriers she had thrown up over it.  All that kept her from
cumming now was her will-power, that last small kernel of
stubborn resistance that refused to surrender to the likes of Gina and
her Submissive, refused to ruin the case.
        The Submissive continued to plunge deep into her, fucking hard
into her cunt, grinding his thumb and his pelvic bone against her hard
clitoris, pounding up into her, balls slapping against her ass, her
legs bouncing and twisting at his sides.
        Gina bit her lower lip and twisted it with her teeth, then with
amazing speed pulled herself up and moved over Kim's face, lowering her
cunt and slamming it against the Detective's face.
        The hot, wet, juicy cunt suddenly pressed against her face
broke the spell of her oncoming orgasm for a brief moment, so startling
was the sudden pressure and heat.  Kim instinctively opened her mouth
to take in a breath and instantly found her tongue, lips and mouth flooded
with the taste and smell of Gina Gershon's pussy.
        She tried to close her mouth, but the pressure with which Gina
was grinding her cunt against her face presented her from getting her
mouth fully shut.  As a result, her mouth was practically gobbling up
Gina's cunt, the other woman's juices pouring into her mouth and down
her throat.
        But again her treacherous body began to feel the pleasure of
the fucking she was getting, and her hips began to slam against The
Submissive's driving cock once again as her hands grabbed first at her
own tits - squeezing and massaging them, pinching and grinding
her nipples - then, as her lewd thoughts overtook her, reached up to
grab Gina's firm ass, squeezing the tightly curved globes of flesh and
running her tongue roughly up between her tight cunt-lips.
        Gina cried out as an orgasm overswept her, grabbing the back of
Kim's head and slamming her cunt hard into her face, grinding her sopping,
gushing snatch up and down, over and around the sexy brunette's mouth,
nose and chin, coating it with her juices.
        "HA! AH! AH! YES!" she cried,"YES! I'M CUMMING! CUM! CUM! CUM
FOR ME!!!!"
        Kim felt a wrenching deep in her belly, likely the result of
trying to hold her orgasm off.  There was no muscle to tense that prevented
an orgasm, and in trying to hold it off she'd been tensing all of her
other muscles.  Now her abdomen was paying the price, forcibly relaxing
the muscles and sending a wave throughout the rest of her body, relaxing
all of the tensed muscles as she reached the limits of her endurance.
        "YEAH! YEAH! TAKE IT! TAKE IT!" cries The Submissive, slamming
with eager abandon deep into her pussy,"FUCKING TAKE IT!"
        "CUM! CUM! CUM!" cried Gina, pulling her cunt from Kim's face to
let her breath, grinding her clit against the sexy brunette's chin,"Cum
baby! Do it! Let go! Let go!"
        Kim couldn't fight it any longer, she was sorry but she just
couldn't fight it, the case would have to be lost, her body had just
gone past the limits of it's physical capability to endure.
        "CUM!" cried Gina.
        "DO IT!" moaned The Submissive.
        "CUM!"
        Kim felt it getting closer and closer.
        "CUM!"
        Unstoppable now, a tidal wave of orgasmic force that would sweep
her away.
        "CUM!"
        Resistance was futile, as the saying went.
        "CUM!"
        She sucked in a huge gasp of breath.
        BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! cried
the timer, indicating the five minutes was up.
        "You may orgasm now," Andrea snapped, forcing her voice to stay
calm, speaking loudly so that everybody heard.
        "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH-hhh---hhhaaa---hah---ah-ah-ah-HA-AAAAAAAAH!!!"
screamed Kim, panting loudly as she let go and felt pleasure overwhelm
all of her senses.
        Her hips slammed up wildly, her upper body contorting about
and unsettling Gina, who slid back over her tits and found herself back
on Kim's stomach.
        Gina stared at Kim's flushed, sweating, moaning body with wide,
excited eyes.  She watched her tits bounce and shake on her chest as
she shook and quivered through her orgasm.
        "AHH FUCK!" grunted The Submissive.
        "You can cum, bitch" muttered Gina, and suddenly her Submissive
was pulling out of Kim's cunt - leaving it feeling empty and
hungry - and jerking his juice-glistening prick in his hand, making
wet smacking noises as he threw back his head and let out a cry
of pleasure.
        His cum blasted out of his cock, flying in an arc and sizzling
into the skin of both Kim and Gina.  His sperm ran down Gina's firm
ass-cheeks, dripping down onto Kim's already cum-splattered lower abdomen.
        "Ahhhh yeah," he moaned lightly, then fell back onto his ass as
Gina ran a finger over her ass, scooped up the cum with one finger and
shoveled it hungrily into her mouth, lewdly sucking on it.
        After enjoying the tasty treat, she smiled up at Andrea, ignoring
the flushed and hoarsely panting Kim for the moment as she recovered from
her orgasm, and nodded her head.
        "Okay, you two have definately got what it takes, tonight, we go
to The Club."


        "YESSSSSssssss!" hissed Smythe as Henricks' leaned back in his
chair and closed his eyes in silent thanks,"We're in! We have got the
bitch cold!"
        "Almost," said Henricks after a moments silence,"First we have to
fit Andrea and Kim with a wire, then we've got to get Thandie's admission
on tape... then we have her."

        
        An hour later Andrea and Kim stood naked facing each other,
both too ashamed to look the other in the eye.
        Having made the excuse of needing to shower and change before
going to The Club, they'd left a bemused Gina and her Submissive behind
and headed back to the apartment Henricks and Smythe were using.
        Andrea's original conditions had been no wires unless it was
absolutely necessary, but now it was and both of them needed to be fitted
with small transmitting devices running on a very specific frequency
under a (currently) unbreakable encryption which only Henricks and Smythe
currently had the key to.
        Given the nature of this particular operation, the transmitters
had to be fitted extremely carefully.  They would be wearing skin tight
clothing and would likely be out of that extremely quickly, their total
nudity rendering the usual 'wired' wire-tap totally useless.
        So they were using the new transmitters, they had to fit them
extremely carefully and remove them once they removed their clothes,
fitting them somewhere within range of Thandie.
        "This is so freaking embarrassing," grumbled Kim,"I'll go first."
        She turned around and, with a sigh, bent over and clutched her
ass-cheeks, pulling them open to reveal her pink, shaven cunt and tiny
asshole.
        Andrea chided herself for her perversion as she felt her pussy
twinge at the sight of her friend bent over and spread apart.  She got
onto her knees behind Kim and carefully placed the small transmitter
just to the side of her asshole, a small adhesive on it's back holding
it in place to her skin after a moments applied pressure.
        Kim stood up, releasing her buttocks and allowing her ass-cheeks
to squeeze together naturally, totally hiding the transmitter from view.
The natural sweat of her own body would quickly wear the adhesive out,
but given the tightness of her location, as well as the tight clothing
they would soon be wearing, that wouldn't be a problem.
        "At least it's not Henricks or Smythe," joked Andrea weakly as
she stood up and turned around, bending over and spreading her own ass
apart.
        "Yeah," muttered Kim, then forced more enthusiasm into
her voice as she considered THAT undesirable prospect,"Yeah!"
        She knelt down behind Andrea and closed her eyes for a second to
get control of herself, fighting the hungry dryness that overcame her
mouth once she caught sight of Andrea's pussy.  The light hairs covering
her cunt-lips were glistening and a few stray drops of her pussy-juices
were running down to her inner thighs, but Kim did her best to ignore
that, even though she could feel her own vaginal juices flowing.
        She pressed the transmitter into place and stepped back, resisting
an insane urge to slap Andrea on the ass to let her know she was done.
        "Okay," she said, and Andrea straightened back up, pressing her
hands into the small of her back and stretching.
        She moved over to the small table set next to the dingy bath-tub,
picking up the large yellow and pink spray-cans left there by The FBI
Agents.
        "I still can't believe we're doing this," she said, shaking up
the yellow can.
        "After the night we've had, nothing seems strange to me," lied
Kim, who found this very strange indeed.
        "Lift your arms," instructed Andrea, and once Kim had she began
spraying the contents of the yellow can all over her tits, coating them
in the yellow 'spandex in a can', the very height of tackiness in both
of their opinions.
        "Turn," Andrea told her, and she spun about, getting the 'candex'
over her back and shoulders,"Now hold still."
        As Kim stood in place, Andrea carefully sprayed the candex around
her upper arms and then touched up her back, sides and chest, eyes glued
to Kim's erect little nipples.
        Once done she ran a hair-dryer over it, speeding up the already
fast drying process before Kim returned the favor, spraying the pink
candex over Andrea.
        Finally the two Police Detectives stood bottomless together in
the bathroom, their large breasts covered in bright yellow and pink
spandex which hid nothing from the imagination.
        They both blushed slightly as they stared a little too longly,
then turned and grabbed the tight little pink and yellow shorts they
would be wearing to The Club.  Kim wore the pink pants and Andrea the
yellow, clashing with their tops and - even more tacky than the shirts
themselves - color co-ordinating with each other.
        Both took turns checking out the other's ass to see if
the transmitter's showed, and once confident they didn't they pulled on
thigh-length black boots and lifted their large blue trench-coats off of
the towel-rack and put them on, wrapping the belts around to hide their
near nudity.
        Stepping into the main room of the apartment, they looked just
like they did on any other cold New York night.  No one would ever suspect
that they were anything more than a couple of good looking career-women
making their way down the streets of the greatest City in The World.
        "Are you two ready?" asked Henricks,"This is our best, only chance
to get this bitch.  The batteries in those transmitters run out after
7 hours, less three since you won't reach The Club till midnight.... that
gives you...."
        "Four hours," Andrea noted briskly.
        "The NYPD can handle simple arithmetic," added Kim smoothly,
falling easily into a routine with Andrea, like they would when
interviewing a suspect.
        "Yeah," agreed Andrea, then after a pause added,"But only simple."
        Henricks and Smythe exchanged surprised glances, then grinned
uncharacteristically, allowing little laughs to escape their usually
emotionless mouths.
        Kim and Andrea grinned at each other, suddenly more relaxed
following a fall-back to their usual routine.  They would need that
kind of trust and camaraderie over the next few hours.
        Because soon it would be time to go to The Club.



        "Well don't you two scrub up well!" chuckled Gina, meeting them
on a street corner two and a half hours later,"Ready for a good time?"
        Gina was wearing a similar blue over-coat to theirs, but hers
was open to reveal a man's business suit underneath, form fitting and
very sexy.
        It wasn't until they were right up close to her that their cop
eyes revealed her 'suit' was actually painted onto her body.
        "You look ready for business," noted Andrea, making a point of
running her eyes up and down Gina's sexy body,"So let's go."
        "So fucking eager!" chuckled Gina, showing that crooked grin
of hers again,"Come on then, The Club awaits!"


        "....Club awaits!"
        "Perfect sound," noted Henricks, despite the muffled noise and
background sounds,"We've got her, we've got her!"
        Smythe just remained quiet, not wanting to jinx it.
        Henricks sat in the back of a non-descript, tan-brown van, Smythe
doing the driving, keeping within the utmost limit of the transmitters
range.
        They would keep as far from Andrea and Kim as they could without
losing the signal, and once they reached their location they would pull
back a safe distance to keep from fucking things up for Andrea and Kim,
but they would always be close enough to come running when they had all
the info they needed - with a significant police presence behind them.


        It took them less than 15 minutes to reach The Club, which looked
like nothing more than an empty Warehouse.
        "Is this a fucking joke?" asked Andrea angrily.
        "All will be revealed!" laughed Gina, and led them past the
chain-link fence to the large double doors - painted in chipped
blue - which were sealed shut with a large chain and padlock.
        Gina didn't hesitate, didn't stop, just moved right up to the
doors and pushed one of the hinges firmly with her fingers.  The door
swung open from the hinge side, both double doors moving as one to open
up into the still deserted warehouse.
        The three of them moved into the warehouse and the door swung
shut behind them.  Their footsteps echoed throughout the vast, empty
space as they moved to the foreman's office in the eastern corner.  Gina
took them wordlessly inside and closed the door behind her, then flashed
her crooked grin as she picked up the phone and dialed a 4 digit number.
        To Amanda and Kim's shock, the office shook and began to move,
and before their startled eyes the entire room they stood in began lowering
into the ground.
        "What the fuck...." gasped Amanda.
        "The Club has a very wealthy owner," chuckled Gina,"And some even
wealthier clients.... James Bond shit like this is only a phone-call
away."


        "Shit!" muttered Henricks,"How the hell are we supposed to get
down there! The Club's underground!"
        "Relax," muttered Smythe,"We've got an insider, remember, an
insider who can get us in."
        


        "This place isn't for bondage freaks who get off on whipping
each other and being tied up," Gina explained as they lowered down beneath
the surface of the warehouse,"It's not for ball-gags and super-dildos
and pain-cradles and electro-shocks.  This place is for submissives and
dominants, not sadists and masochists, a place where people can get each
other off without fear of identification or breaking society's taboos.
The people who frequent The Club are jaded and sensation-seekers, and
anything new, anything off the beaten path, anything taboo or exciting
for their jaded little minds is craved for."
        She turned to flash that crooked grin of hers again,"And you two
are going to fit in just fine, I've got a friend whose going to just love
you!"
        The office came to a halt and the back-wall lifted to show a
concrete room with a simple steel door set into it.  On either side of
the door were two massively built men dressed in expensive suits and
designer sunglasses.
        "Miss Gershon," the one of the left said respectfully, slightly
inclining his huge head,"We have company today?"
        "By my invitation, Sammy," replied Gina, flashing her trademark
grin,"When are you ever going to join us inside?"
        "Not with my heart, Miss Gershon," Sammy said with the slightest
hint of a smile,"Have a good time."
        His silent companion opened the steel door for them and Gina
waltzed through, followed by Andrea and Kim, who tried their best not
to look nervous when passing between the two massive men.
        The door closed behind them and they found themselves in a large
reception area, a tall, incredibly beautiful woman standing behind the
counter.  She was of Supermodel quality and totally naked except for red,
white and blue tassles dangling from her nipples, which were the only
part of her covered.
        "You look good, Chantelle, very patriotic" Gina said with a grin,
lightly brushing her lips against the girls.  She removed her coat and
handed it over, motioning impatiently for Kim and Andrea to follow suit.
        The two Detectives hesitated only a second before removing their
trench-coats, standing revealed in their tight, tight shorts and 'candex'
shirts.
        "Delicious," chuckled Gina as Chantelle took their coats, but
despite their near-nudity they felt no embarrassment, given that Chantelle
was showing everything but her nipples and Gina was totally naked beneath
her body-paint.
        Chantelle took their coats through into a back room, returning
less than a minute later without them and pressing a button beneath the
counter.
        Doors set into the wall beyond the counter made a clicking noise
and Gina led them through.  On the other side they found themselves at
the head of a large spiral staircase leading into a massive, marble
floored room.
        Huge tapestries adorned the walls, depicting orgies and banquets
throughout the ages.  What was obviously a hugely expensive, massive
Persian Rug was set into the center of the room, surrounded on three
sides by large, plush seating and blocked on the fourth by a large pool.
        Close to 35 women and 7 men were in various states of undress
as they roamed about the room, lolled on the seats or dangled their feet
in the pool.  Most were dressed in togas and seemed to be having an old
style Roman Orgy, others were paired up in further corners of the room,
doing their own thing.
        "Is that the Gov...." started Kim, but a quick glare thrown her
way by Andrea shut her up.
        "Forget them," laughed Gina, hands on the side of the stairwell,
looking out over the expanse of the room,"Look over there."
        They followed her gaze and found themselves staring at
the stairwell's mirror, leading up to yet another door, and the woman
moving through it.
        Both Andrea and Kim had seen her before, in a photo, but the
picture didn't do her justice.  She moved smoothly through the doors with
the ease and grace of a Queen, her head held high and wide eyes sparkling
with amusement.
        She was dressed in a skin-tight black dress, a flowing black
train moving behind her.  Her bronzed, chocolate skin seemed to gleam
in the light.  Her full, passionate lips were lightly parted in a smile,
showing her clear white teeth.  Her nose had the slightly broadened
shape of her heritage, which somehow accentuated her beauty, giving her a
unique, different appeal.  Her smooth black hair was draped straight to
either side of her beautiful face and her dark eyes zeroed straight in on
Gina and the two sexy women behind her.
        One plucked eyebrow lifted smoothly at Gina, who nodded with a
smirk before turning to Andrea and Kim.
        "With me, it's time to have some fun," she said.
        They moved down the stairwell and across the floor, ignoring the
other members of The Club, eyes locked firmly on the woman waiting for
them.
        Each step up the next stair-well seemed to send a chill, a twinge,
a thrill throughout Andrea's body.  Part of it was the sense of being
close to her objective, but a small part of her was remembering how good
sex with Gina had been, and another part was telling her that Thandie
Newton was the most beautiful woman she had ever seen.
        They reached the top and Thandie smiled brilliantly for them,
filling Andrea with a sense of irrational pleasure.  Even though she was
a Slaver, a kidnapper, a thief and a black-mailer, she looked like an
angel.
        "New toys, Gina?" she asked, taking the other woman's hand in
her own, lifting it high.
        "Very interesting ones," said Gina, spinning around to show
Thandie her sexy body,"The blond is Andrea, a beat cop for the NYPD
and the dominant for Kim here, a Police Detective and wonderfully obedient
submissive."
        "Cops, eh!" laughed Thandie, waggling her eyebrows for a beaming
Gina,"Oh I like that!"
        She moved forward, stepping around and circling both the
Detectives, eyeing them appraisingly, like possession.
        - She is a Slaver - Andrea reminded herself as she felt Thandie's
gaze burning up and down her barely clothed body.
        "So this one dominates her Police Superior, does she?" asked
Thandie, running one finger up Andrea's ass-crack, coming dangerously
close to the transmitter,"And to such an extent she can resist Gina's
expert manipulations?"
        She moved over to Gina and wrapped an arm around the other woman's
neck, pulling her close and kissing her passionately.  They broke off,
tongues leaving each other's mouths before Thandie clapped her hands
and moved back towards the door.
        "Come with me, Andrea, we shall see how powerful that will of
yours really is!"
        Andrea turned to stare at Kim, not expecting to be separated like
this, but she couldn't afford to hesitate or break character.
        "Be good," she told Kim, and then unable to resist herself she
stepped forward and wrapped an arm around her fellow Detective's
neck - just as Thandie had done seconds ago to Gina - and passionately
kissed her.
        To her surprise Kim strongly returned the kiss, and then Andrea
was moving forward through the door after Thandie.
        The beautiful criminal walked quickly - without looking back to
see if Andrea followed - down a long hallway, punching in a 4 digit
combination at the door at the far end.
        The door opened and she stepped through, followed seconds later
by Andrea.  Knowing this might be her last chance, the Detective reached
behind her, sliding her hand under the waist of her tight shorts and
between her crack.  She grabbed the transmitter and pulled it out, dropping
it into a giant pot-plant near the door.
        - If they can hear me through my ass-cheeks and that material,
they can hear it through some dirt, - she thought to herself with a grin,
knowing she was safe now.
        The room was large and luxuriously furnished, almost like a
smaller version of the main hall they had been in earlier.  Instead of
tapestries, however, expensive works of art adorned the walls, lewd and
obscene acts painted by famous artists, most of whom had taken the money
gladly but not deigned to sign their work.
        The furthermost wall was taken up with a massive t.v screen, on
which screened scenes from the main room as well as what looked to be
several of the rooms they had passed coming down the hall.
        "Is that a man in a gorilla cos...." started Andrea, but was
broken of by Thandie moving up beside her and kissing her, pulling her
close and turning her head at an angle to Andrea's.
        The blond responded instantly, instinctively, tongue running
against the beautiful woman's own, their hands roaming over each other's
bodies.
        Breaking the kiss, Thandie stepped back and smiled, then reached
to her side and unclasped the hidden hook, unwrapping the top of the
black dress and letting it drop to the ground.
        She stood before Andrea, topless, her plump, good sized breasts
sitting high in her chest.  Her large nipples seemed to sit almost separate
from her tits, dark brown and begging to be sucked.
        Andrea licked her lips hungrily before even realizing she was
doing it, and her mouth got even dryer as she watched Thandie unwrap
the short black skirt, letting it drop to the ground with the train,
leaving her naked.
        Unlike Andrea - who had trimmed her pubic hair - or Kim - who
had shaven her cunt-lips and left a thing rectangle of pubic
hair - Thandie's pussy hair wasn't shaven and it wasn't hair, only a
light coating of dark pubic hair ran over her soft vaginal flesh, as if
she had shaved herself bald and then allowed a few days of re-growth.
        Naked and beaming with a smile, Thandie stepped up to Andrea, who
still couldn't find her voice or the ability to move, and kissed her
lightly on the lips.
        "I like that," Thandie said with a smile,"I leave you breathless,
do I?"
        Andrea just stared wide-eyed at her as she lowered herself to a
knee, almost in a mocking parody of a man proposing to a prospective wife.
        She lifted Andrea's leg up by the thigh, pulling off first one
thigh length boot and then the other.  Next her hands grabbed the edges of
Andrea's tight, tight shorts and slowly rolled them down over her hips,
down past her knees to her ankles, where Andrea lifted first one
foot - then the other - to shake the material off.  As her second foot
lifted, Thandie took it in her hand and slowly kissed her way up the blond
woman's smooth, sexy leg, her tongue trailing along the milky white
flesh of first one thigh, then the other.
        Andrea let out a low little whimper of surprise at how quickly
Thandie was turning her on.  In less than a minute, with little more than
a deft handling of her tongue, Andrea could feel her pussy juicing up and
the muscles of her inner thighs loosening as the beautiful, angelic
Thandie Newton got onto all fours and began kissing and licking, nibbling
and teasing Andrea's inner thighs.
        Her hands slid around the back of Andrea's thighs, moving smoothly
over her flesh, cupping her firm buttocks and squeezing them, her nails
digging into her flesh just hard enough to increase the friction and
the pleasure the cop was feeling.
        "Gina tells me you're a tough cookie," whispered Thandie,"That
you're a real Dominant, but I'm Queen Bitch around these parts darling...
so hail to the chief."


        End Celebrity Hypnotist Chapter 17 - [4/5]

        Compliments, Criticisms and Requests to :

        dimitri_resides@yahoo.com

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