Pop Tart
Mesmer Eyes
Anynom
Don't read this if you're under 18 and don't try this at home. Okay, here's
the deal. I've decided to do some celeb stories based on the images at Brave
New World's site. Also, these stories will be posted at Mesmer Eyes' celeb
mind control forum to generate some interest. I'm not MAW. I don't have five
hundred celeb stories in mind. I'll do stories based on the images that, to
me, show some real ingenuity and a cool story behind them. I'm not going to
beg for requests or ideas and since I prefer to have my e-mail secret,
comments won't be necessary. I hope you enjoy however. By the by, this isn't
an exact word-for-word recreation of BNW's images. Felt being so exact would
be plagiarism. Thanks.
Nathan wasn't much into the current pop music scene. Having grown to
maturity in the 1980's, the music styles of that era had impacted more on
him. He wasn't the biggest fan of techno, rap, hip-hop or most of the other
current music styles. He preferred either the music he'd grown up to or the
classics. Nathan had heard of Brittany Spears but had never really placed
the name. He hadn't heard her music or seen her perform so the cover for the
"Rolling Stone" at his newsstand caught his eyes. Something about that
picture, the teenage body laid out on the bed, breasts straining against her
bra, something about it strangely appealed to Nathan. He bought the issue and
read about her and stared at those pictures. The girl was practically begging
for someone to take control of her body. Nathan was just the man. It didn't
take long for him to track her down. She was doing an appearance for MTV at
their New York studios, only an hour's drive from Nathan's home. Within two
days, Nathan was in NYC, waiting for her. It was easy for him to gain access
to the sound stage area where she was shooting. A few bucks spread here and
there helped. For the more difficult cases, Nathan used the same type of
persuasion he planned for Brittany. He watched her do a quick interview and
a video countdown. She was even more attractive in person, brown hair
cascading past her shoulder, framing the childlike face. She was wearing an
all-white outfit that seemed to suit her well. During the taping, Nathan
couldn't take her eyes off her. He could feel a deep stirring in his loins as
he thought about what awaited him. The taping finally ended around three.
Nathan quickly followed Brittany as she headed for the exit. She had another
appearance to make at a record store and Nathan knew he didn't have much
time. Fortunately, he didn't need that much. His break came when Brittany
sat on a couch to rest briefly. Her agent, manager and aides headed out
towards the waiting limo, making sure the way was clear of fans, leaving
Brittany alone in the hallway. Taking a deep breath, Nathan walked forward
and stopped just in front of the teen idol. "Hello, Brittany." Brittany
looked up to see a man in his late twenties, with dark black hair and beard,
wearing a nice suit and an odd smile. "Um, hi," she said, uncertainly. "What
can I do for you. An autograph? If so, I'll have to make it quick." "Oh,
don't worry, it will be quick," Nathan said as he took his hand out of his
pocket and unwound the chain in his palm. A large gem fell loose from the
chain and swung in front of Brittany's field of vision. Brittany
instinctively focused on the gem and the bright green spot at its center.
Immediately, she was entranced, the magic of the crystal putting her into a
light hypnotic state that made her extremely open to Nathan's ideas. Knowing
Brittany's helpers were coming back soon, Nathan quickly began his
instructions. "Brittany, listen to me. When I touch your shoulder, you will
wake up and not remember being asleep. You will give me your autograph and go
on your way. Tonight, you will cancel any appointments you have and head to
my home." Nathan quickly gave her his address and went on. "You will be there
exactly at seven. The instant you see this crystal, you will fall back into
this hypnotic trance and listen to everything I have to say." After a few
more brief orders, Nathan touched Brittany's shoulders. Immediately, her eyes
cleared and she smiled at him as she took out a pen and paper and quickly
scrawled her name down on it. "Here," she smiled. "Happy to help." She stood
and walked over to where her manager was holding the door open for her.
"Glad to hear it," Nathan smiled, his mind buzzing with anticipation.
Nathan's home was in the more opulent section of New York, where most of
the rich and famous lived, so Brittany's limo wasn't out of place pulling
into the driveway of Nathan's home. "I'll give a call when I'm done, okay?"
Brittany told the driver as she stepped out. "Later." She headed up the
driveway and rang the doorbell. She was a little unsure of what to expect. In
fact, she didn't know how she knew this address or why she came. She just
knew she needed to be here. Brittany's musings were interrupted when the
door opened to show Nathan standing before her in a robe and slippers. He
held up the pendant and Brittany was instantly entranced once again. "Come
inside, Brittany," Nathan said, leading her into his home. He led her to the
living room and had her sit on the edge of his couch. He took a seat at a
chair across from her. Nathan took a moment to admire the young singer. She
looked even more beautiful entranced, her face blank, eyes staring forward,
dressed in white, an angel almost. He was going to love this. Nathan began
to swing the pendant before Brittany's gaze, her glazed eyes following its
movements. "Listen to me, Brittany," Nathan said in a commanding tone. "You
will listen to everything I say and obey. You love being under hypnosis." "I
love being under hypnosis," Brittany replied softly. "You are now deeply
hypnotized." "I am now deeply hypnotized." "You are now under my command."
"I am now...under your command." "You will obey me." "I will obey you."
"You are now my hypnotized slave, Brittany. You will do everything I tell you
to because you have no choice. You are my slave. Say it." "I am....your
slave." "I am your master." "You are my...master." "Good. Now, Brittany
kneel and prepare to serve me." Nathan placed the gem onto a side table and
sat forward slightly. He watched Brittany kneel before him, gazing up in
expectation. Nathan undid his robe and let his cock spring forward. "Suck my
cock, slave." "Yes, master." Brittany took the hard shaft in her hands and
placed it into her mouth. She began sucking on it, running her tongue along
the tip as her lips moved up and down the shaft. She took the rod deep in her
throat as she continued to lick at the tip. Nathan was impressed. The girl
was a natural for cock and this seemed to hint at good things for him later.
He leaned back and sighed as he felt her lick away at him. He let loose, his
cum shooting into her mouth and down her famous throat, her tongue lapping at
any loose drops left on his tip. Once Brittany was done, Nathan pulled his
shaft out of her mouth. "Brittany, take off all your clothes and lay back on
the couch." "Yes, master." In a minute, Nathan was treated to Brittany's
wonderful naked body lying invitingly on the couch. "Pose for me, slave. Make
me want you. Just like that photo shoot, show off that hot little body of
yours." "Yes, master," Brittany said, a sly smile coming on her lips. She
leaned back on the couch, raising her arms, thrusting her breasts forward.
She rubbed her legs together, her bush flashing in between those wonderful
thighs. She moved her hands down her body, stroking her breasts lightly, her
nipples hard. Her hands came to her legs, spreading them out, sliding down
her thighs before coming to her pussy, her fingers running through the pubic
hair. That was all Nathan could take. He practically leapt forward onto
Brittany's waiting body and slid his wet cock into her waiting lips. He
buried his head in between her breasts, kissing the curves as he began to
pump himself in and out of her, his shaft sliding in her tight pussy. He
licked at her nipples, enjoying the taste of her young buds in his mouth. Her
moans increased as he worked his way into her, the tip of his cock straining
against her womanhood. She finally burst, her body shaking under him as they
orgasmed, her mind racked with unspeakable pleasure. Nathan smiled at the
sound of Brittany's cry and knew this was just the beginning of her new vocal
talents. It wasn't that bad a relationship. After all, unlike other teen pop
idol, if her career dried up, Brittany would have a permanent home and
position.
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