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Pamela Anderson {mc, mf, celeb}
by K M B (KMB_76@yahoo.com)
Date: Oct 1998 


This story is not meant to be read by people under the age of 18 for 
various legal reasons that when you think about it make no sense. So 
those who are too young to be here, please suppress your natural 
desires for sex and go off and watch a violent movie or something. 
This story contains graphic descriptions of sexuality and if this 
offends you then it's time to hit the back button on the left hand 
side of your screen. Hypnosis does not work this way because this is a 
fantasy story. This is not reality and should not be treated as such. 
If you try and make this fantasy reality then not only will you fail 
you will end up becoming a large man's bitch in a small prison cell.

Remember, your feedback and scenarios are very important so keep them 
coming. I need them like an addict needs heroin. Send all comments and 
ideas to KMB_76@yahoo.com



The last year had truly been rough for Pamela Anderson. Tommy's 
arrest, the separation, the beginning of the divorce, and the fact 
that she more or less had to raise two children on her own, had been 
tough obstacles for her to overcome. But now she felt as though she 
finally had her feet back on the ground. She had a new television show 
and it was exhausting to do it, but she was happy she had the chance.

For the first time in her life she was the one truly in charge of her 
own destiny and that was a great feeling. If the past year had taught 
her anything, it was that for too long she had let her choices be 
influenced by agents, managers, boyfriends, and husbands. Now it was 
time for Pamela Anderson to make the decisions for Pamela Anderson.

Filming had been especially tough that day on her show, but Pam 
reasoned that if she hadn't wanted to film hard scenes then she 
shouldn't have chosen to do an action show. Plus she was the executive 
producer so if it ever got too hard she could always change things.

As she walked into her trailer she found that day's mail waiting for 
her. She flipped through the usual stuff until she found a package. It 
was too small to hold a script so she was very curious as to the 
contents of it. Pam quickly ripped open the top of the package and a 
videotape fell out. The tape wasn't labeled and the only other 
contents of the package was a note that read "PLAY ME."

Pam looked over the package wrapping and immediately noticed that not 
only was there no return address on it, but there was no postmark 
either. Someone must have hand delivered this tape to her. By now 
Pam's curiously was killing her, so she walked over to her VCR and 
slipped the tape in.

At first there was nothing, just black screen, but soon enough 
something started to happen. Pam wordlessly watched as the camera 
focused on a nude red head laying on a bed, a blissful smile covering 
her face. The source of that smile became apparent soon enough as a 
nude man walked into the camera frame. He looked to be in his late 
20's-early 30's and he had long brown hair tied back in a ponytail. 

Pam observed that he had a great body and, judging by his already rock 
hard cock, he was willing and eager to fuck the red head before the 
camera.

Pam continued to stare as, without any foreplay or words, the man lay 
on top of the woman and began thrusting into her. The red head began 
moaning with desire as his cock penetrated her pussy and she looked as 
though she was enjoying it as much, if not more, than the man. The 
couple continued their passionate, wordless fuck and Pam kept 
watching. The couple's moans were rapidly turning to screams and they 
were obviously both close to coming.

Suddenly Pam snapped herself out of it and, with disgust, slammed the 
tape off. What kind of sick joke was this? People had been playing 
jokes on her like this ever since that tape she and Tommy made had hit 
the Internet, and they weren't getting any less funny with time. 
People had been sending her all kinds of sick porn in the mail and Pam 
couldn't believe that she had even watched one second of this.

Pam certainly had no objections to sex, her numerous Playboy layouts 
could attest to that, but she felt there was a line that was crossed 
by doing something like this. If this couple wanted to tape their 
encounters then more power to them, but why did they have to send them 
to her. Pam ejected the videotape from the VCR, and she was about to 
throw it in the trash when she suddenly stopped. Without quite knowing 
why, Pam slipped the tape into her bag and left to go home for the 
day.

Later that night Pam was having trouble sleeping and that was unusual, 
even in the toughest of times she was able to sleep like a baby. But 
this night she just couldn't get comfortable. Pam had a deep, burning 
need for something, but she couldn't quite put her finger on what it 
was. The actress continued to toss and turn as the minutes began to 
feel like hours she still lay wide awake. Her entire body ached with 
need and her brain kept buzzing with want, but Pam had no idea how to 
satisfy these feelings.

Suddenly an idea popped into her head and Pam got out of bed and went 
straight to her bag. She opened it and found the videotape she had 
received earlier that day. Ignoring her distaste of the "gift," Pam 
slipped it into the VCR by her bed and watched as the couple continued 
their fucking. Pam rewound the tape and started it from the beginning, 
her own pussy starting to get wet as she again watched the mystery man 
enter the frame.

Pam watched the tape from beginning to end, in which the couple fucked 
a various amount of ways, and when it was over she rewound it and 
watched it again. This time, as she watched the action, Pam slipped 
her hand into her panties and began to finger her pussy. Her other 
hand drifted up her large t-shirt and she fondled her breasts. As the 
couple fucked toward their first of many orgasms on the tape, Pam 
increased the speed of her fingering and with a sharp gasp she came 
right along with the couple on the tape. Her needs satisfied, Pam then 
shut off the tape and drifted off to sleep.

The next morning Pam woke up to find her panties dangling off of her 
leg and the tape in the VCR, she was shocked as she remembered what 
she had done. Vowing to throw the tape out as soon as she had the 
chance, Pam stripped off her t-shirt and headed to the shower.

But as she soaped herself up, Pam couldn't help but think back to what 
she had seen on the tape. Her mind drifted to thoughts and fantasies 
about the mystery man fucking her with his hard cock instead of that 
bimbo red head. Pam's hand found its way between her legs again and 
she was quickly finger fucking herself again. But even though she knew 
she desperately wanted to, Pam could not make herself come. Then she 
realized what she was missing and, without even bothering to shut off 
the water, she bolted from the shower and turned on her VCR.

Pam's fingers returned to her dripping pussy, and as soon as she saw 
the man begin to thrust into the red head, she came with a rush. 
However this time that was not enough and, after pausing to catch her 
breath, Pam rewound the tape and began her finger play anew.

Soon the tape became Pam's favorite thing in the world and she watched 
it whenever possible, always bringing herself to orgasm when she saw 
the man fucking that red head. Pam knew that she was more attractive 
than that skanky piece of trash, why couldn't she get a guy like him 
to come and give her the fucking she now knew she needed more than 
anything.

By then Pam had realized that she would not be able to sleep at night 
unless she watched the tape at least once. But one night, even though 
she watched the entire tape several times, Pam could not get herself 
to come. Every cell in her body screamed out in frustration, but Pam 
just could not get herself off. She somehow knew that the tape was no 
longer enough, she needed more.

Almost as soon as she came to this realization, Pam heard a knocking 
on the back door of her house, the one that faced the beach. Not 
bothering to put on a robe, the nude Pam quickly left her room and 
threw open the door. There standing before her was the man she had 
lusted after. He was dressed in shorts and a t-shirt, his long brown 
hair was still tied in the ponytail and he carried a case with him. 
Without any further thought, Pam reached out to the man and kissed him 
passionately.

"Do you know who I am?" the man asked, breaking the kiss.

"My master," Pam lustfully sighed.

"That's right," the man replied, "And what do want to do to your 
master?"

"I want to fuck you," Pam answered as she took his hand and led him to 
her bedroom.

"Lay on the bed, Pamela," the man ordered and the compliant actress 
did so. The man's name was, in reality, Adam and this was not his 
first time doing this. He was a genius with electronics and had long 
ago learned about the ways to subliminally influence people with 
hidden messages. Soon he had perfected a method to hide these 
subliminal messages in videotapes and brainwash people to do whatever 
he wanted. Naturally that led to some new and interesting ideas on how 
to use this method.

So, for the past few months he'd been hypnotizing women and 
videotaping their encounters to use on the next object of his desire. 
But after a while, he grew tired of this and wanted a bigger conquest. 
Pam had always been a fantasy object of his back when she was just a 
girl doing Canadian beer commercials, so he'd decided to make her his 
first celebrity conquest.

Adam busied himself setting up the video camera he had brought along 
as Pam lay nude on the bed, a blissful smile covering her face. When 
it was ready to go, Adam pressed the record button and quickly 
stripped out of his clothes. His cock had turned rock hard the minute 
he saw Pam in her trance and he was relieved to be free of the burdens 
that were his clothes.

He lay on the bed beside the entranced Pamela and he began running his 
hands over her huge breasts. Who cared if they were real or not? They 
were his to play with, and that was all that mattered to Adam. He took 
her right nipple into his mouth and began to kiss and lick it. In the 
meantime he moved his hand down to Pam's pussy and felt the wetness 
there, she was ready to fuck.

Adam then pushed Pam's legs apart and entered her with a quick thrust, 
eliciting a moan of desire from the actress. She met Adam's thrusts 
with equal vigor, loving the feel of his cock inside her pussy. They 
were quickly fucking with a hard wordless, passion their moans the 
only form of communication necessary. Adam continued to lick and 
fondle Pam's amazing breasts, his most frequent jerk off fantasy 
coming true with incredible results.

By the sound of her moans, Adam could sense that Pam was close to 
coming, the tape having keyed her up perfectly. Pam's breathing became 
ragged and she began to cry out in pleasure. Suddenly the actress came 
hard, her juices flowing onto Adam's lower body. This sent her master 
over the edge as well and his cock exploded inside of her with a hot 
rush.

They fucked several more times that night, in a variety of positions 
and places, and it was all saved for the ages thanks to the magic of 
videotape. By the time Adam left it was almost dawn but he didn't 
care. For the rest of the day he was on cloud nine and by the time he 
returned home he was already thinking about his next target.

He'd always wanted a piece of Yasmine Bleeth. In fact it was even kind 
of appropriate to go after her after Pam, it kept up the Baywatch 
motif. This was going to be so much fun, Adam thought to himself as he 
entered his apartment. He could go after a new celebrity every week 
and they'd only remember each encounter as a dream, it was perfect.

Adam's eyes drifted to his VCR and he was surprised to see that not 
only was the power on, but that he'd left a tape in. He hadn't 
remembered doing that, and he wondered which one he had left in there. 
Secretly hoping that it was the encounter with the French stewardess, 
Adam put his stuff down and pressed play.

When the picture finally came on screen, Adam quickly realized that 
this was not that tape of him and the stewardess, but the infamous 
Pamela-Tommy Lee tape.

"What the hell?" Adam thought out loud, what was all this about. He 
reached down to the remote to press the stop button, but when he tried 
to do it he found that he couldn't. All he could do was watch the 
tape. Every other concern or worry slipped away, only the tape 
mattered. He had to keep watching the tape.

Adam watched the tape all the way through and then he watched it again 
as he wordlessly stared at the screen. As the tape ended a second time 
and Adam began to rewind it to watch once again, Pamela Anderson 
stepped out of the shadows.

Adam had been stupid not to wipe her memory clean, Pam thought to 
herself as she looked at the entranced man before her. Pam had some 
experience with mind control and as soon as she recalled her "dream" 
from last night, she knew that was what had happened to her. Tracking 
down Adam had been surprisingly easy and she had some friends of her 
doctor up a special copy of her tape with Tommy with more powerful 
subliminal commands than Adam had ever dreamed about using.

Pam was very amused as she watched her former master begin to watch 
the tape again. She dropped her coat on the floor and, naturally, she 
was nude underneath. Watching the tape of her and Tommy had reminded 
her that her soon to be ex-husband had been good for something, or at 
least his cock had been good for something. Pam felt herself get horny 
and with an entranced Adam right before her, she had a pretty good 
idea about how to satisfy those feelings. She wasn't quite sure what 
she was going to do with him yet, but she knew it was going to be fun.

The End
