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Archive name: Hypno10.txt
Authors name: MS4EVER321@aol.com
Story Title : Hypno Celeb 10: Tia Carrere (mc,ff,celeb)
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Hypno Celeb 10: Tia Carrere
by MAW
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 fiction. Hypnosis does not work this way. If you
feel like trying this at home, seek help. 

     This story is based on a manufactured image at
www.Spiderloom.com/Private. It has dozens of images, real and
faked, of hypnotized women and has inspired this and other
stories. Enjoy. 


     Tia Carrere flopped back on the couch and put her feet up.
Another talk show finished, another night to recover. She had
been plugging "Kull the Conqueror" for a local L.A. radio show.
It had been a good interview and the station had been nice enough
to put her into a nice hotel. Stretching on the couch, Tia let
out a moan as the day's worries and hurts rolled over her. She
wore a buttoned brown vest with no bra and a pair of jeans.

     Her reverie was interrupted by a knocking at her door.
Cursing, Tia stood up and walked over to the door. Opening it,
she saw a young black woman in a pair of slacks and a white
shirt. "Oh, hi, Janice," Tia said. "I was wondering where you
were." 

     Janice was a secretary for Tia's agent, the woman who made
sure everything went okay for the star. It was usual for her to
travel with Tia and make sure she was settled in okay. Brushing
her long black hair aside, Janice stepped into the room as Tia
went back to the couch. "So, how was the show?" Janice asked in a
husky tone. 

     "Usual," Tia said. She lay back on the couch as Janice sat
in a seat next to her. "Gets a little boring to answer the same
questions all the time. At least I didn't have to bother with a
film clip." 

     "I'll take your word for it," Janice said. "Like the room?" 

     "Yeah," Tia said, gazing around. "Good of them to put me up
here." Her gaze fell on something she hadn't noticed before. On
the glass table next to the couch, directly before her, was a
shiny green amulet, attached to a chain hanging off a small lamp.
The amulet caught the lamp's light and seemed to glow from
within. "Cool," Tia said. 

     "It is a nice decoration, isn't it?" Janice said. "I like
how it catches the light and shines. It draws your gaze in and
you watch it. You have to watch it. Just stare into it, into the
gem, into its center. You can see how it glows and shines. How it
sparkles. You can see the glow coming off the gem and into your
eyes. It's so nice just to watch the gem, to see the glow. To
look deeper and deeper into the heart of the gem. Deeper and
deeper. So deep now you can see the center. It is a place of
calm, of relaxation. You feel so relaxed now. So very relaxed. It
feels good to be so relaxed, to have no worries or cares. Just to
lay and watch the emerald and listen to my voice. Just to relax.
Relax. Feel so very relaxed." Janice looked at Tia. Her face was
slack, her eyes staring blankly at the gem in front of her. 

     Janice smiled. Tia was under now. Her plan had worked. It
was worth paying for the room and smuggling in the jewel before
Tia arrived. Tia's mind was open now and ready for suggestion.
"Tia, you feel very warm right now, don't you? So warm, so hot.
Very hot. You feel very hot right now, Tia." Tia withered on the
couch, sweat actually appearing on her skin as Janice's
suggestion took hold. "Yes, Tia, you're so very hot. You want to
rid yourself of this heat. So hot. Why don't you take off your
shirt? Take off your shirt and be rid of the heat. So hot. Take
off that nasty feeling top and you may not feel so hot anymore.
Take it off." 

     Tia's hands went to the buttons on her shirt. With
hesitation, she began undoing them, fumbling with the shirt, her
gaze still fixed on the jewel hanging in front of her. She
unbuttoned the shirt and pulled it away, letting her breasts
free. Janice sucked in a breath as she saw the large mounds let
loose. "You still feel hot, Tia. Very hot. What about your pants,
Tia? Maybe if you took your pants off, you'd feel cooler. It's so
very hot, you have to get cool. Take off your pants, Tia." 

     Tia's hands drifted down to her hips and began unzipping her
jeans. Janice watched as Tia undid the button and slowly pushed
her jeans down. Janice took them by the legs and pulled them off.
Clad only in dark panties, Tia lay mesmerized on the couch. "Tia,
close your eyes. Close them." Tia's dark eyes closed. "Tia, your
eyes are closed but you can still see the jewel. The lovely
jewel. The beautiful, relaxing jewel. Keep that image in mind,
Tia. Keep thinking of the jewel. As you think of the jewel, you
can feel pleasure throughout yourself. You feel very horny, very
excited. So very excited, Tia. Just give yourself to these
feelings and relax." 

     Janice moved onto the couch, straddling Tia. She was a
contrast, her fully clothed body on the naked Tia. Janice moved
up until she was ready to begin. She kissed Tia on the lips, her
tongue moving around her mouth. She continued to kiss as she
placed both hands on Tia's breasts and slowly massaged them. She
continued to rub them, pinching the nipples as she and Tia
kissed. Tia responded with slow deliberation that heightened the
pleasure. 

     Janice moved down, Tia's body, placing herself over the
breasts, massaging one while kissing the other. The other hand
she placed onto Tia's clit and slowly moved up and down it. Her
fingers danced over the pubic hair, darting in and out of Tia's
clit with careful precision. Tia was not Janice's first subject
and the black woman had learned long ago how to manipulate her
hypnotized lovers. She moved her index finger in and out of the
clit, hearing Tia groan. The massaging, coupled with the breast-
play, had Tia's fogged mind in ecstasy. Janice moved down Tia's
body, coming to the clit. She replaced her finger with her tongue
and began lapping at Tia's pussy. As the entranced star groaned,
Janice drove her tongue in and out, slurping the juices that
flowed harder from Tia. Tia's entire body arched as she came onto
Janice, her yellow cum contrasting with the dark face. 

     Janice raised herself of Tia, wiping her face with a
handkerchief. "Tia, get dressed," she commanded. As Tia put her
shirt and pants back on, Janice went to the washroom and cleaned
her face properly. She walked back into the room where Tia lay,
eyes closed. Janice took the emerald off the table and put it
into her pocket. "Tia, listen to me. When I count to three, you
fall into a deep and restful sleep. When you awaken, you will not
remember anything that has occurred since you came back. You will
not remember me or anything that happened between us. You simply
came back to your room and went to sleep. Do you understand?" Tia
nodded. Janice smiled as she went to the door, opening it. "One.
Two. Goodnight, Tia. Three." Janice shut the door and headed back
to her room. There were times she really loved this job.

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