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Archive name: Hypno30.txt
Authors name: MS4EVER321@aol.com
Story Title : Hypno Celeb 30: Sean Young (mc,mf,celeb)
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Hypno Celeb 30: Sean Young
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 based on a manufactured image at
www.Privatepages.com. There, you'll find dozens of photos, real
and faked, of hypnotized women that have inspired this and other
stories. Enjoy. 


     Sean Young's temper was legendary. Sometimes even feared.
She was beautiful and she did have talent but when she got mad,
run for the hills. At the moment, she had her temper was as red
as her hair as she stomped towards the entrance to the motel. It
was designed like a hunting lodge to fit in among the mountain
setting. Sean wasn't as pleased with seeing it as she thought she
would be. She was dressed in a trenchcoat, jeans and sweatshirt,
carrying a bag over her shoulder and was soaking wet. She walked
up the steps to the lodge, and entered the lobby, her shoes
squishing with each step she took. 
     The desk clerk was a man apparently in his 60's, with a
white beard and in reasonable shape underneath his denim
clothing. He watched as the dripping wet Sean approached the desk
and dropped her bag with a loud slapping sound. "I want a room
for the night," she said in a flat tone. 
     The clerk took in Sean's haggard appearance and spoke.
"Forget your umbrella, miss?" 
     Sean slowly ground her teeth. "My car is in a ditch about a
mile away, thanks to a puddle in the road. If you could call the
police and have someone tow it here, I'd really appreciate it.
It's something useful. If you're going to stand and ask me stupid
questions, fuck yourself. I have walked a mile in the pouring
rain. I am wet, I am cold, I am tired and I have to leave first
thing in the morning. So, pretty please, give me the fucking key
and let get some sleep." 
     Wordlessly, the man made a note on the booklet in front of
him. As Sean signed her name, drops falling as her hand moved, he
took a key from the rack behind him and handed it to her. "Have a
nice night, all right?"  
     Sean took the key from his hand and strode down the hall to
her room without a word. The man gazed at her and the wet trail
she left behind and seemed to be in thought. It seemed this guest
could use an attitude adjustment.

     Sean walked out of the bathroom, rubbing her hair with a
towel. She felt a little better after the shower. She removed the
towel from her body and slowly ran it around her. A single lamp
illuminated the small room. One bed and several chairs held her
wet clothing in an attempt to dry them all. With nothing to wear,
Sean stretched out nude on the bed, her pussy glistening from the
water. She lay back, exhausted. She knew she shouldn't have been
so hard on that clerk, but she was tired. This would delay her
meeting tomorrow for a while and that wouldn't do much to help
her already fragile reputation. Hopefully, at least one outfit
would be dried out enough to wear tomorrow. 
     Sean's eyes raised to the ceiling as she pulled the covers
around her. They caught sight of a strange object amid the
paneled tiles. It looked like a crystal ball, slowly spinning
from the ceiling. Intrigued, Sean continued to stare at it,
curious as to why someone would put it there. It was eye-
catching, the spinning ball bouncing off the light from the lamp,
sending it down in a nice display of shining colors. It was
soothing, the way wave after wave of light came spinning into
Sean's vision, into her eyes. It was nice. It was just the thing
to take her mind off her long day. Just lay back, relax and watch
the spinning ball. 
     Sean was so engrossed by the ball, she didn't notice when
two small headphone-like devices slid next to her ears from the
bedrest. She barely noticed a small throbbing hum filling her
head that came from the speakers. It was high-pitched yet calming
and a wave of relaxation seemed to pour into her. She felt so
calm, so restful. Perhaps she was already asleep and dreaming. It
would explain why she felt the sudden need to push the covers
down and away from her nude body. Or how the ball seemed to lower
from the ceiling, coming closer and closer until it seemed to
hover just above the bed. Or why she saw the clerk standing in
her doorway, naked, his hard cock highlighting his aging body.
     Sean felt her eyes grow heavy as another wave of fatigue
came over her. She was asleep, that was it. She was asleep and
dreaming. She should close her eyes. It was only right to close
her eyes if she was asleep. Just close her eyes and sleep. She
continued to gaze at the shining, spinning ball even as her eyes
slowly shut and she lay, asleep. 
     She felt a weight upon the bed, as if someone else was lying
on it. She felt the weight move onto her, a man's warm body
covering her and kissing her. She felt wrinkled hands clutch at
her small breasts, pinching the nipples. As she moaned, she felt
a kiss on her mouth, felt the bristles of a beard on her face as
the man ran his tongue over her mouth. She felt herself growing
wet again, in her clit, as she felt the man's cock brushing
against it. The tip entered her pussy slightly and made her
tremble as he embraced her and they continued to kiss. 
     She prepared to feel his cock enter her fully, but was
surprised. He moved off her, turning her over onto her stomach.
He moved her limbs like she was a rag doll, which she was. She
couldn't move on her own, couldn't do anything but feel pleasure.
He moved her onto her hands and knees. Gripping her thighs, he
pushed his cock into her ass and slowly began to pump her. Sean
lightly rocked on her hands and knees as he moved himself in and
out of her ass, squeezing her buttocks as he did. She moaned as
she felt the pleasure go through her, pushing to her pussy and
adding to her ecstasy. She groaned harder as he rammed himself in
and out of her, then thrust forward as he came, emptying himself
onto her ass. She collapsed on her stomach, sighing as he slowly
massaged her cum-covered ass and felt herself begin to drift
away. 

     "I really have to apologize for last night," Sean said as
she stood by the clerk's desk. "I mean, for you to have my car
towed here and to have my clothes dried by the cleaning lady, I
really appreciate it. I have to thank you." 
     "My pleasure, miss," the aged clerk said. "You want to
reward me, drop on by on her way back." 
     "I will. That's a promise. Thanks so much again." Sean took
her bag and walked outside where her car was waiting. She was
dressed in a pressed suit and if she was lucky, she wouldn't be
too late for the meeting. As she sat down, she winced. She didn't
have the heart to tell the old guy that the beds had given her
one hell of an ache, especially in her ass.

