Hypno Celeb TNG 16: Claire Danes {mc, ff, celeb}


by KMB
kmb_76@yahoo.com

	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 supress 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 becuase 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.
 
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	Adjusting to college is never an easy thing to do.  And when you’re a
celebrity it’s even harder.  You are leaving a life of stardom to
become just another in a long line of grubby freshman.  Ego deflation
was only natural, plus people tended to treat you like you were coming
from another planet.

	This was certainly one of the problems that Claire Danes faced as she
began her first semester at Yale.  If her fellow students weren’t all
starstruck around her they acted like she didn’t belong.  They looked
at her with sneers that screamed, “What are YOU doing here?  This is
Yale, not a movie premiere.”

	Claire often thought that she had made a big mistake in suspending
her career so she could go to college.  What was she trying to prove
here?  It’s not like she needed to go.  Claire knew that she was no
dummy and degrees certainly weren’t requirements in Hollywood.  

	She had just started and Claire already felt homesick.  She’d been
away on movie shoots a lot of times, but this felt completely
different.  She felt as if she’d entered into a whole new world and
she felt like she was being crushed by it.  She hadn’t made any close
friends yet, though she assumed that that would change in time.  Often
Claire wondered if she should just give up and resume her career.

	But she’d always stop herself before those thoughts got too advanced.
 She couldn’t start this and just give it up before she was even
finished with one semester!  That would be stupid, lazy, and, worst of
all, cowardly.  Claire told herself that if Brooke Shields could
graduate from an ivy league school then she could too.  

	Plus Jodie Foster was Claire’s idol, and she wanted to follow her
example and see this thing through.  These were just normal jitters,
Claire reminded herself, and everyone went through them.  All she
needed was some time and soon she’d be fully adjusted to life in
college.

	After reassuring herself, Claire set about making sure she had gotten
all the books she’d needed.  People weren’t kidding when they told you
how much the books cost.  With all the textbooks and lab guides she
needed, the total had ended up being over $400.  With a smile, Claire
asked herself how many of these books she’d end up using and how many
would end the semester still in their plastic wrapping.

	Suddenly there was a knock on the door and Claire opened it to reveal
Wendy James, another girl from the floor.  When Claire had first met
Wendy, the girl had struck her as being very tightly wound.  People
had told her that someone snaps every year at Yale, and the actress
would have been willing to bet that Wendy would have been that
someone.  However, now Wendy looked completely relaxed and at ease.

	“Hi,” Wendy cheerfully said, “Julie said that she wanted to see you.”

	“Why?” Claire asked.  Julie D’Amico was the resident advisor on the
floor and Claire began to worry that she’d accidentally done something
wrong.

	“I think she’s meeting with everyone or something,” Wendy replied,
“You know a ‘get to know me’ session and stuff like that.  Don’t
worry, you’re not in trouble or anything.”

	“I didn’t think that,” Claire quickly claimed, but the smile on her
face gave away the relief she felt.

	“Sure you didn’t,” Wendy remarked as she stuck her head in the door,
“Hey nice room.”

	“Thanks,” Claire said, “I’m trying to make it feel like home, but I
can’t quite get it.”  She had been spending the last few days trying
to get it just right, but she wasn’t there yet.  Claire was very
relieved that she didn’t have a roommate.  Only her and Julie had
single rooms, one of the perks she got for being Claire Danes.  She
supposed that this would create a resentment between her and the other
girls on the floor, but she didn’t care.  She wanted her privacy and
with a single room she was guaranteed of having it.

	“We should hang sometime,” Wendy suggested, “We could have a lot of
fun.”

	“I’d like that,” Claire said with real sincerity, this Wendy was
completely different from the one she had met.  It was if someone had
sucked all the tension right out of her.  It really was an amazing
change.

	“Yeah, I’ll see you later,” Wendy said before winking and heading
back to her room.

	Claire was very puzzled by that wink, but she shrugged it off.  Wendy
probably had something in her eye.  The actress then closed the door
behind her and headed to Julie’s room.  She’d met Julie a couple of
times since she’d arrived, and she had seemed very nice.  Wendy was
right, she was probably just introducing herself officially to
everyone on the floor.

	With a series of soft knocks, Claire announced her arrival at Julie’s
room.  The door swung open, revealing Julie.  Claire was a bit shocked
when she saw her R.A.  She was clad only in a robe.  She was drying
her long, black hair with a towel, so Claire assumed that she’d just
gotten out of the shower.

	“Hi,” Claire said, “Wendy said that you wanted to see me.”

	“I do,” Julie replied, “Make yourself at home.”  She then gestured in
and Claire entered, taking the seat by Julie’s desk.	

	“I tried to get you earlier, but you were out,” Julie said.

	“I was out buying my books,” Claire explained.

	“Now that’s always a big pain.  So, how do you like it here?” Julie
asked.

	“It’s great,” Claire answered before Julie interrupted her.

	“C’mon tell me honestly,” Julie stated, “I remember what it was like
to be a freshman.”

	“Well it’s kind of overwhelming,” Claire admitted, “I’ve never been
in a situation like this before.”

	“It always takes some getting used to,” Julie said in a comforting
tone as she sat down on her bed and began brushing her hair, “By the
time you’re a senior like me, this whole college thing will be second
nature.  But right now I’d be shocked if you weren’t overwhelmed and a
little scared.  I guess you being a movie star can’t make things any
easier.”

	“Yeah,” Claire sighed, “If I hear one more person ask me what it’s
like to work with Leonardo DiCaprio I’m gonna completely freak out?’ 
Claire felt good telling this to Julie, she felt she could trust the
older girl.  She’d gone through everything that Claire was
experiencing so she would know how to adjust to life here.

	“I see where that can get boring fast,” Julie replied, “So what’s it
like working with Leonardo DiCaprio?”

	This joke caused both girls to begin cracking up.  For the first time
since she got here, Claire felt completely at ease.

	“To be honest, we really didn’t get along that well,” Claire
reported, “He’s kinda weird.  I’ve got some great Matt Damon stories
though.”  Claire and Julie then began laughing again as the actress
really began to loosen up and feel more comfortable.

	The two talked for a bit as they began to learn more about each
other.  Things were really going well and, as Julie relaxed, her robe
fell open a bit.  Claire’s eyes widened as the open robe revealed a
glimpse of Julie’s pussy and she quickly averted her gaze.

	“Ooops,” Julie said as she bunched up her robe again, “Sorry about
that.”

	“It’s ok,” Claire replied, “I guess I should be going now, so you can
get dressed.”

	“Wait, stay one second,” Julie requested as she reached over to her
nightstand, “What do you think of this?”  

	Claire looked as Julie held up an amulet.  The small green jewel
sparkled a bit in the light as the actress gave it a quick glimpse.

	“It’s very nice,” Claire said, as she wondered why Julie was showing
it to her.

	“Look closely,” Julie instructed, “This is a very special amulet.”

	Puzzled, Claire began to examine it more closely.  As she did Julie
began chanting something under her breath.  The actress picked up a
few words here and there but couldn’t understand what she was saying.

	Suddenly the amulet began to glow ever so slightly.  Claire backed
away a bit from it a bit, but Julie urged her back.

	“Keep looking at it Claire,” Julie said in a low, soothing voice,
“Watch it glow.”

	Claire returned her gaze to the amulet and silently stared as the
green glow began to get stronger.  What had started as a light tinting
was soon a full fledged explosion of color.  It was like a someone had
switched on a green light bulb that just kept getting brighter and
brighter.

	The actress tried to turn away or shut her eyes or something, but she
couldn’t. Her eyes were locked on the green glow of the amulet.  She
felt like a bug attracted by the glow of a zapper,  she just couldn’t
look away.

	Claire’s eyelids began to feel very heavy as a wave of lethargy swept
over her body.  Yet she couldn’t close her eyes and give in to sleep. 
She had to keep them open and staring at the glow of the amulet.

	With an evil grin, Julie watched as Claire’s eyes began to take on
the green glow of the amulet.  She was falling deeper under the spell
with every passing second.  In a more few seconds, Claire’s body and
mind would belong to her.

	The actress was beginning to find it hard to keep her thoughts from
evaporating.  Every time she began to think, the idea would disappear
as quickly as it had begun.  Claire tried to focus, but it was to no
avail.  Her eyes continued to stare deeply into the glow and she was
powerless to stop herself.  Her will to resist evaporated just as the
rest of her thoughts did.  She didn’t even react as Julie dropped her
robe on the floor and placed the amulet around her neck, she just
wanted to stare at the glow.

	“Look at me Claire,” Julie commanded, “I am your mistress and you
will do as I command.”

	“Yes, I will do as you command, mistress,” Claire mindlessly stated.

	“Do you like my body, Claire?” Julie inquired.

	“Yes mistress, you are very beautiful,” Claire replied.

	“Does it make you hot to look at me naked?” Julie seductively asked
as she ran her hands over her own nude body.  She massaged her large
breasts, slowly moving her fingers over her already hard nipples. 
Julie took one finger and lightly touched the lips of her pussy,
making herself gasp.

	“Yes mistress, you are making me hot,” Claire stated.  She’d never
been attracted to women, but her entranced mind made her feel intense
arousal for the nude woman.  Her pussy began to get wet as she stared
at Julie’s gorgeous body.

	“You want my body, Claire,” Julie instructed, “You desire me greatly.
 You want to kiss my breasts and lick my pussy.  There’s nothing in
the world that you want more.”

	“Nothing in the world that I want more...” Claire repeated.  Her
arousal only increased and soon Claire began hoping that her mistress
would allow to her find release.  She was feeling things she never
would have considered before and she loved it.  All she wanted was to
tear her clothes off and join her mistress in orgasmic bliss.

	“Undress for me Claire,” Julie instructed.  She’d come into
possession of the amulet over the summer and she had first thought the
legend surrounding it was bull.  Until one day, as a joke, she had her
best friend stare at it as she recited the chant.  Suddenly her friend
was willing to become a lover and Julie realized that she had the
ability to make all her fantasies come true.  Soon any man or woman
she wanted found themselves a slave to her desires.  

	When Julie had heard that Claire would be attending Yale, she had
made sure that she would end up being assigned to her floor.  She had
hoped to get her earlier in the day, but Claire’s trip to the
bookstore had forced postponement.  Instead, Julie found Wendy to be
an excellent warm up to the main event.

	By now Claire was slowly responding to Julie’s commands.  The actress
lifted her shirt over her head, revealing a plain white bra.  Julie
was a bit disappointed, she had hoped for something fancier.  But, she
reminded herself, this was a college dorm, not the Oscars.  The
actress then reached back and unsnapped her bra, letting it fall to
the ground.  Julie licked her lips in anticipation as she saw Claire’s
bare breasts. They were small, by comparison to Julie’s, but she
didn’t care.  They were beautiful and easy to play with.

	Julie reached over to Claire and gently ran a hand over her left
breast.  This made the actress smile and Julie knew the instructions
had definitely taken hold.  She then stepped back and allowed Claire
to finish her little strip show.

	The actress pushed off her jeans with a growing excitement and Julie
saw that her panties were wet with arousal.  Claire then stripped her
panties off revealing a neat patch of red hair above her pussy.  She
didn’t feel uncomfortable stripping in this sort of stranger’s room,
she felt completely at ease.  All that mattered was pleasing her
mistress.  Her heart then leapt as Julie then had her get up from the
chair and brought her into an embrace.

	Julie ran a hand through Claire’s short hair, dyed blonde for now,
and kissed her on the lips.  At first there was no return of the kiss,
but the fog of Claire’s brain parted quickly and she felt the urge to
kiss back.  Soon they were each sucking on each other’s tongues in a
very lustful manner, each eagerly anticipating what was to come.

	“Do you want to fuck me?” Julie asked as she pulled Claire onto her
bed.  She already knew what the answer would be, but she wanted to
hear sweet little Claire Danes say it..

	“Yes mistress, I want to fuck you,” Claire eagerly answered, the
desire Julia had implanted in her in full control of her mind, “I want
to lick your hot pussy until you come all over my face.  I need to
fuck you!  Please let me lick your clit!”

	Without any further words Julie lay on the bed and moved Claire’s
head toward her pussy.  Claire was overjoyed at having the chance to
please her beloved mistress and she quickly got work.  She began to
gingerly suck on Julie’s clit, feeling the arousal of her mistress
increase with each swipe of her tongue.  As she became more sure of
herself, Claire picked up the pace.  Any previous uneasiness she might
have felt about making love to another woman was long gone as Claire
lovingly licked up the juices that were dripping from Julie.

	For her part, Julie was moaning wildly from Claire’s efforts.  Wendy
had been good, but Claire was amazing.  Whatever sexual beast Claire
had locked up deep inside of her had been released by the amulet and
Julie was certainly enjoying the reward of this release.   

	Julie craned her neck down and began sucking on her own nipples as
her hands held Claire’s head between her legs.  Sucking her nipples
was a very pleasurable act for Julie to do, but it was also
potentially very painful.  Therefore, she only did it on rare
occasions and for very brief periods of time.  An orgasm wasn’t worth
a sore neck.

	But even as she began feeling slight pain, Julie sought stimulation
for her nipples.  So she pulled a disappointed Claire away from her
pussy and directed toward her swollen pink points.  The actress
quickly got the idea and began to suckle Julie’s nipples as her hands
fondled the firm mounds.

	“Fuck me with your fingers,” Julie moaned and an instant later she
felt Claire’s fingers begin to massage her clit.  Claire instinctively
knew which spots to hit and soon Julie’s found herself on the brink of
orgasm.  The actress could sense this and she slipped in another
finger to push her mistress over the edge.

	This did the job as intended and soon Julie was bucking wildly on the
bed.  Claire kept her fingers buried in Julie’s pussy, making sure her
mistress got the maximum pleasure.  After the orgasm subsided, Claire
withdrew her fingers and brought them up so she and Julie could lick
the juices off.  This drew them into another kiss and Julie could feel
Claire’s dripping pussy against her leg.

	“You did very well, Claire,” Julie sighed contently, “Now it’s time
for your reward.”

	Claire had a pretty good idea what her reward would be and, with a
wide smile, she lay down on the bed and opened her legs for her
mistress.

	“Please lick my pussy, mistress,” Claire begged, “I want to feel your
tongue inside me.”

	This brought another evil grin to Julie’s face.  Claire was totally
in her power and she acted as if lesbian sex was the norm for her. 
This couldn’t have worked out any better.

	“This is going to feel so good,” Julie promised as she scooted down
Claire’s body toward the demanding heat of her pussy.  The woman took
a moment to savor her prize before going at Claire’s clit.

	The moment that Julie’s tongue hit her pussy Claire thought she would
die from pleasure.  Nothing had ever felt this good and she never
wanted to leave Julie’s bed.  It felt so natural to be here, so
exciting and wonderful.  Her hands drifted to her breasts and she
pawed at her own tender flesh, urging Julie on with her moans.

	Julie was almost getting as much pleasure from licking Claire as she
had when she had been on the receiving end.  She loved the taste of
the actress’ juices and was joyfully flicking her tongue against
Claire’s clit.  She knew that this wouldn’t be the last of their
encounters and Julie’s only worry was that they’d never be able to
live up to the excitement of this one.  But as she felt Claire begin
to orgasm, Julie pushed that thought away.

	Claire was coming like she never had before.  It’s not like her
previous sexual encounters had been bad, but this was off the Richter
scale.  The fog of the trance was long gone as the pleasure coursed
through her brain, but Claire had even less desire to leave then she
did when she first gazed at the amulet.  
	
	With every touch of Julie’s tongue to her clit, Claire thought she’d
reached the peak of pleasure, but the the next one would always top
it.  The actress began to cry put in ecstasy, not caring who heard
her.  Her cute face was frozen in open mouth bliss as the pleasurable
quakes roaring through her finally came to an incredible close.

	“Listen to me Claire,” Julie instructed after she and Claire shared
another deep kiss, “You will go about your life normally, but you will
always be in my power.”

	“Yes mistress,” Claire said with an eager smile, she never wanted to
be released from Julie’s power, “I only wish to serve your desires.” 

	“Very good,” Julie replied before rewarding Claire with a kiss, “Now
when you leave here you will go send someone else in.  Soon the entire
floor will be in my power and in private you may have fun with however
many residents you wish.  But you will continue to only serve me.”

	“Yes mistress,” Claire replied, “Thank you for letting me love you. 
I will do whatever you instruct.”

	“I think you’re going to be my favorite little love slave,” Julie
speculated as she ran her hands slowly through Claire’s hair.  With
that Julie watched Claire redressed.  She was already dreaming about
having Claire naked again, but she had a lot of girls to get to. 
She’d find time for Claire again soon enough.  Julie kissed the
actress again as she left, and then she lay back down on her bed
waiting for the next lucky student.

	Claire left the room in high spirits indeed.  All her worries and
concerns were long gone, all she felt was intense happiness and love
for Julie.  She was thinking which girls she could send to Julie’s
room next.  She remembered that Amber and Victoria, two attractive
blondes, lived across the hall and she decided to visit them first. 
As she knocked on the door, Claire felt her pussy begin to get wet
again.  As soon as she was done here, Claire decided to pay a visit to
Wendy for some fun.  College was going to be great.




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