<HTML><PRE>Subject: Hypno Celeb 51: Joan Sevarance (mc,mf)
From: MS4EVER321 <MS4EVER321@aol.com>
Date: Sun, May 3, 1998 19:20 EDT
Message-id: <10782eli$9805031919@qz.little-neck.ny.us>


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Hypno Celeb 51: Joan Severance
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. 
     I never thought I'd say this, by than god for Aaron
Spelling. Thanks to the new Love Boat series, millions have the
chance to see this beautiful woman. Now if only her beauty,
talent and willingness to take off all her clothes could be seen
on the big screen. 
     Uncle Scoopy (www.scoopy.net), this one's for you.


     Joan Severance stood on the patio by the hotel pool and took
a deep breath. Okay, granted, Los Angeles didn't have the
cleanest air, but it was important to get outside anyway.
Actually, the city looked rather nice at night, the lights
stretched out wide from the hillside. Joan had come to like this
town. It was a good place to work as well as live. She would
rather be at her own home, but the movie shoot was being put up
at the local hotel and she decided the nice outdoor pool was too
good to pass up.
     Her short dark hair blew gently in the light breeze coming
off the ocean. She untied and pulled off her light robe to show
her well-aging body clad in a black swimsuit. The pool was
certainly inviting and she was about to step in when she saw
someone else sitting in a deck chair next to the pool.
     He appeared to be in his late forties. His hair was
beginning to turn white, as was the beard on his face. He wore a
simple bathing suit that showed off a fair, if not awesome,
build. He seemed to play with a small vial in his hands. An empty
one, Joan could see.
     "Go ahead, don't mind me," the man said. 
     "Thanks," Joan said, heading to the head of the pool. "I've
been looking forward to this all day." 
     "As have many," the man said with a smile. "You look
familiar. Are you an actress?"
     "Yeah," Joan said. "Nothing major, so don't make a big deal
out of it."
     "Don't worry, I won't. By the way, I'm Carl. I work at a
chemical lab downtown." 
     "What brings you here?" Joan asked, stepping onto the diving
board. 
     "Field testing a new product," Carl said. "So far, I'm
having a lot of success with it." 
     "Good luck," Joan said. She took two strong steps forward
and leaped on the board. She flew into the water, neatly cutting
into it. She came back up to the surface and swam gently down
into the shallow end. She stopped, standing on the higher end of
the pool. "Woah," she suddenly said, stumbling slightly. She fell
to her knees, her head just above the water. 
     "Are you all right?" Carl asked. 
     "Just a little..dizzy.." Joan replied. It suddenly felt as
if the skin all over her body was tingling. She leaned against a
wall of the pool as a sudden lethargy came over her. It felt like
she was falling asleep, but was still awake. She felt nice,
comfortable. This feeling was wonderful. She closed her eyes and
let the feeling overwhelm her. She sighed as a sense of total
peace came over her. This was what she wanted. No thoughts, no
worries, just letting the water cover her and letting this
wonderful feeling continue.
     Carl slowly stepped into the pool and swam to the limp Joan.
"Joan, can you hear me?" 
     "Yes," Joan whispered, a smile on her face.
     "Joan, open your eyes." Joan's eyes slowly opened and Carl
was delighted to see that they were glowing a deep blue, which
quickly faded. "I suppose I should explain," Carl said. "It took
a lot of doing, but I managed to create a hypnotic drug. Quick
working, efficient, it works instantly on the female body. Of
course, it needs to be mixed with water to totally work. The
water then needs to cover the woman's body completely for it to
be effective. So, pools and showers are the only places I can use
it. But, as you can see, that's a small price to pay."
     Joan was in no position to argue. Her mind was completely
closed off to all free will, the chemical putting her into a
mindless trance. Carl moved in and embraced her, kissing her on
the lips. She moaned and returned the kiss with fury, her tongue
diving into his. He could feel her breasts pressed against him
and grinned. He finally broke off the kiss and spoke again. "I
suppose I should mention, this drug is also a powerful
aphrodisiac. It brings out all the more erotic thoughts you may
have. Right now, you're feeling very, very hot, aren't you,
Joan?" 
     "Yes," Joan smiled. Carl moved her against the wall and slid
his hands under her suit. One hand rubbed at her wet breasts
while the other tickled at her pussy. Joan moaned and kissed Carl
again, even hotter this time. Carl felt her lips for another
minute before breaking up again. "I think we'd best continue this
in my room," he said. "It's far from prying eyes. You do want to
have sex with me, right Joan?"
     "Oh, yes," she groaned. Carl was about to help her out when
he was struck by an idea. He slid the straps off of Joan's
shoulders and pulled down her suit. Slipping it off of her legs,
he stepped out of the pool, walked over and got her robe. He held
it up, waiting. Joan rose on the steps and walked over, stopping
in front of him. Despite the need to leave before someone spotted
them, Carl couldn't help but stare open-mouthed. Joan Severance
naked, dripping wet and mindless was every man's dream come true.
     Five minutes later, he pulled Joan into his room. He pulled
off his suit and his erect cock sprang out like a gun. He slowly
slid the robe off Joan and admired her again. He embraced her and
shared another passionate kiss. He loved the feeling of her wet
tits on his skin. He pushed her onto the bed and moved his face
down her body. He spent a full five minutes playing with her
breasts. He buried his head in the cleavage, kissed each tight
nipple, licking at the soft corners, pushing the luscious mounds
together. He finally moved down to her nether regions. He let his
nose and tongue drag along her dark pubic hair, then unexpectedly
turned Joan onto her stomach. He rang his hands over her smooth
buttocks, then began to kiss that wonderful ass. His tongue
pushed deep into her and he could hear he groan in response. 
     After a minute or two of enjoying the exquisite smell of
Joan, Carl was ready to burst. He lay down, his cock up and
brought Joan onto him. Joan pushed herself onto Carl's hard penis
and sat herself down. She began to rock gently on Carl, shifting
her pussy around his member. Carl ran his hands up and squeezed
those glorious breasts. He pushed his cock up into her, trying to
probe more deeply into her. He came, shooting himself into her.
Joan shuddered slightly, then, to Carl's delight, continued to
ride him, stroking the inches of his cock not inside her, helping
his hands run over her breasts. Before he realized, Carl was
coming again, this time Joan joining him in a massive orgasm that
had both crying in joy. They sank onto the bed together, kissing
and hugging and began to find new ways to spend their energies.

     The next morning, as much as he hated it, Carl got up and
took Joan's limp form in his hands. He quickly moved her down the
hallway, making it seem as if he was helping her walk, her robe
tied tight around her. Luckily, no one saw them. He got into her
room with the key she had been carrying in her bag at the pool.
He lay her down on the bed, pushed away the covers and tucked her
in, taking off her robe first.
     "Joan, listen to me," he said softly. He knew Joan's
unconscious mind was receiving his commands. "When you wake up,
you won't remember anything that has happened. You came back from
your swim last night, then went right to bed. You slept in the
nude and had a very erotic dream. A wet dream," Carl said,
grinning. "You will not remember anything out of the ordinary.
Good-bye, Joan." He leaned forward and kissed her gently.
     Carl left, heading back to his room. He hated to go, but the
chemical would be wearing off soon. Joan wouldn't remember
anything when she woke up, aside from a few erotic thoughts. Too
bad the chemical couldn't induce post-hypnotic suggestions as
well. Oh, well, he had a few ideas where to use this next. After
all, science marched on. 


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