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> Hypno Celeb 49: Tyra Banks
> 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 two separate manufactured images at
> www.Privatepages.com. It's also a direct sequel to my previous
> story. All comments and suggestions/scenarios are welcome. Enjoy.
> From the moment Rob entered the office, people could see the
> change in him. He seemed happier, an extra bounce in his step. He
> warmly greeted everyone he could, smiling and joking. It was a
> welcome sight from the dour man who had spent too long caught up
> in divorce proceedings. The vacation had done a lot of good to
> him. How much good, they'd never know.
> "Hey, Rob!" Rob's boss, called to him from his office. Rob
> entered, shutting the door behind him. "What's up?" he asked.
> "I didn't expect you back so soon. You still had a few days
> left on your vacation time."
> "Ah, I pretty much exhausted myself on fun down there." That
> was one way of putting it. In the week since the mysterious old
> man had given him the disk, Rob had been using it on various
> women. It had worked to perfection and now it was time to test it
> on some favorites of his. "Say, today's that suit shoot, right?"
> he asked, trying to sound casual.
> "Oh, yeah, no wonder you're back now," his boss said. "That
> was your baby. Good job."
> "Thanks. Can I stop by?"
> "Sure, have a treat. Say hi to the crew for me." Rob nodded
> and left the office, his mind whirling with the possibilities.
> As soon as he entered the photo studio, Rob knew exactly who
> he was going to pick. Although there were several beautiful women
> there, one caught his eye instantly. Tyra Banks wore a black
> blouse with a black mini-skirt as part of the shoot. It blended
> well with her brown skin, her long black hair falling to her
> shoulders. Rob leaned against a wall and watched as she posed for
> a few pictures for the photographers. Finally, she was done and
> she walked off to the side. Rob kept an eye close on her, waiting
> for his opportunity. He got it when she walked out of the studio,
> heading towards the restrooms.
> Rob followed her and waited outside the ladies' room. He
> reached into his coat pocket and pulled out the talisman. He took
> a deep breath, steadying himself and hoped his erection wasn't
> too visible. Tyra walked out of the room, giving Rob a minor
> glance. "Tyra?" he said.
> Tyra looked back at him. She seemed slightly taken aback
> that he would call her by her first name. "Yes?"
> "Hi, I'm Rob. I designed the campaign. It's nice to meet
> you."
> "Sure," Tyra said, half-heartedly shaking Rob's hand. "What
> can I do for you?"
> "Oh, just look at this," Rob said, holding the disk up by
> its chain. Tyra's eyes reflexively glanced at it, as Rob knew she
> would. The disk began to glow, the colors shifting while the
> spiral began to spin lightly in place. Tyra's eyes widened
> slightly as she took in the disk's glow. Her eyes seemed to glaze
> over as the disk's spell took hold of her mind.
> "Tyra, how do you feel?" Rob asked.
> "Wonderful, Master," she said in a soft voice.
> "Tyra, what are you willing to do?"
> "Anything you ask of me, Master. Your will is my will."
> "Good, good." Rob wanted to take her right then and there,
> but he knew she was going to be expected back soon. He moved
> forward and felt her breasts underneath her blouse. She sighed
> gently as he squeezed them, massaging them with his hands. He let
> go and stepped back. "Tyra, where are you staying tonight?"
> Tyra told him the hotel and room number, which he instantly
> memorized. "Tyra, when I snap my fingers you'll wake up. You
> won't remember what happened here but you will wish to be alone
> tonight. You will not go out and you will not expect company. You
> will wear exactly what you are wearing now. When you see this
> disk again, you will instantly fall back under my spell." Rob
> snapped his fingers and Tyra blinked, clarity returning to her
> features. She walked past Rob, not even glancing over her
> shoulder at him. Rob smiled and hurried to the men's room before
> he ruined his shorts.
> Rob walked down the hallways of the hotel, humming. It had
> been agony waiting for the day to end, but he was finally ready.
> He walked up to Tyra's room, straightened his tie and knocked.
> Tyra opened the door, confused as to who was calling. Rob held up
> his disk and she instantly fell back into her trance. "Let me in,
> Tyra," Rob commanded and she stepped aside to let him enter.
> Rob held up the disk, holding it so Tyra could see it glow
> as brightly as possible. "You're feeling very sexy now, Tyra.
> You're feeling very aroused. You want sex, very badly. You want
> sex right now. You want sex with me. Now, undress." Tyra unzipped
> the front of her top and took it off. She slipped off her skirt
> and sat on the end of the bed, wearing purple bra and panties.
> "Take off your underwear, Tyra," Rob said as he disrobed. Tyra
> unsnapped the back of her bra and let it drop, freeing her large
> breasts. She slid the panties off and sat nude, waiting.
> Now undressed, Rob stared at the glamorous model, her long
> dark hair just touching her gorgeous breasts. Rob leaned forward
> and kissed her. They made a few hesitant moves before pushing
> their lips together, their tongues twisting around. Rob leaned
> her down on the bed and lay on her. He broke off and began laying
> his mouth along her breasts. He kissed the pert nipples and
> licked his tongue along the curves of the large mounds. Rob had
> been holding himself in all day and had to let go. He pushed his
> cock into her pussy and slowly began rubbing it in and out. He
> buried his head in her cleavage as he did, inhaling her scent.
> She pushed against him, her breasts crunching around his head,
> her pussy riding more into his cock. He came almost immediately,
> a slight disappointment until he realized that Tyra wouldn't mind
> if he went for more.
> He pulled his cock out of her trembling body and placed it
> on her chest. He began to drag it up and down the sensitive area
> in between her breasts, semen trailing in its wake. She moaned
> slightly as he pushed her breasts together, around his cock. He
> increased the motion, letting the tip of his rod skim along her
> dark skin. He tickled the nipples as he pushed her tits closer.
> He finally came, shooting cum onto her chest, the white liquid
> coloring her dark skin.
> It was another passionate lip-lock after that, broken when
> Rob decided his cock needed cleaning. He dangled it before Tyra's
> face. Before he could utter a command, she took it in her hands
> and rubbed it, her fingers massaging the pulsing member. He could
> feel himself build again under her touch, her fingers pinching at
> his balls. "Take it in your mouth," Rob ordered. "Suck it." Tyra
> obediently wrapped her lips around the hard rod and took several
> long, slow suckles at it. Her tongue circled around as she moved
> her lips up and down his member. He felt himself let go before he
> expected it, his cum spilling down her throat. After she had
> licked away all traces of his cum, he took out his rod and kissed
> her again. They soon fell asleep in a tangle of limbs. Rob's
> final thought before drifting off was to wonder if the company's
> plans to hire former Playboy models would work out.

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