Sarah Michelle Gellar sat back in her chair and sighed. It was her downtime on
the set of Buffy The Vampire Slayer and she was trying something new, writing.
Sarah had to start thinking about her career after Buffy and there weren’t a
lot of great roles for women waiting out there for her. So when Sarah heard
that Jennifer Love Hewitt had written a script and set up a movie for herself,
she had decided to take a crack at putting together a screenplay.
Unfortunately this was easier said than done, and Sarah was suffering from a
serious case of writer’s block. She stared at the screen in front of her for
what seemed like hours, but no ideas were forthcoming. She’d been full of
ideas the night before, when she’d first come up with this silly screenplay
thing, but now nothing was flowing. Time continued to pass and Sarah was
getting more and more frustrated at her lack of progress, so she was almost
grateful when she was interrupted by a knocking on her trailer door.
Hopefully whatever this distraction was would get her creative juices going
somehow.
Sarah got up and saw that it was Tom at the door. Tom was the mail boy for the
studio lot where they filmed the show and Sarah had had a chance to have a few
conversations with him. If Sarah’s memory served her was going to medical
school and was paying his way by working here. He was certainly cute. He was
about 5-11, with sandy brown hair. Sarah might have even considered going out
with him at some point, but when you’ve got a hit TV series and you’re trying
to establish yourself in movies who has time for a social life?
“Hi Tom,” Sarah said brightly as she opened the door.
“Here you go Sarah,” Tom said as he handed her a bundle of mail, including a
small package.
“What’s this, fan mail from some flounder?” Sarah asked as she held the
package.
“Only one way to find out,” Tom replied.
“I suppose you’re right,” Sarah said, “Fan mail might just be the distraction
I need right now.”
“Is something wrong?” Tom asked with genuine concern.
“No,” Sarah answered with a little sigh, “I’m actually trying to write a
screenplay and it’s not going so well.”
“Well you know what they say,” Tom stated, “Everyone in Los Angeles is only
working at their job until their screenplay gets bought. You’re not alone.”
“Somehow that’s not that comforting a thought,” Sarah said with a smile, “I
don’t suppose you have any great ideas for a movie.”
“Sure I do,” Tom answered, “But it involves a young mail deliverer studying to
be a doctor who cracks open an international spy ring and saves the world.”
“I’ll keep that idea in mind,” Sarah replied, “Thanks Tom.”
Sarah then closed the door to her trailer and started looking over her mail.
Most of it was standard fan mail, and that was enough to make Sarah happy.
Fame was very fickle in this business and a long time ago Sarah had decided
to look at her legion of fans as a good thing and not a burden. Who knew,
some day when she was old and gray she’d want their adoration, but they’d be
long gone.
As she continued to flip through the envelopes, Sarah decided to save the
letters for later because the package had really piqued her interest. What was
inside could either be really sweet or really sick, but either way Sarah was
dying to find out what lay beneath the brown wrapping.
She quickly tore open the wrapping and opened the box that lay under it. The
box was very light and when she couldn’t see anything inside, Sarah stuck her
hand in. She was then felt something sharp prick her hand.
“Ow! Shit!” Sarah said as she quickly withdrew her smarting hand. There was a
small prick mark on her palm now and a little bit of blood was trickling out.
Sarah pressed a tissue to wipe away the blood and began rubbing her hand. She
emptied out the contents of the box and found only a small thorn inside.
“What kind of a joke is this?” Sarah asked aloud to no one in particular. She
supposed she’d have to call security or something to have them check the
return address on the package, but it hardly seemed worth the bother. Who
would take the time and money to send her a thorn? There sure were some
strange people out there.
Sarah was very annoyed at how this day was turning out. She ignored the rest
of her fan mail and went back to staring at the computer screen. But this
time she was having less luck than before. All of a sudden she was having
trouble focusing on anything. The words on her screen seemed to be all
blurring into one big blot. Her head started to pound and her whole body felt
week. What was happening to her?
The actress began to feel a gradual loss of her motor functions and, more
alarmingly so, she felt as though her free will was slipping away. Sarah
tried to get up and run out the door to find some help, but she couldn’t make
it there. Instead she collapsed on the floor, as all her will and energy
continued to be sapped away.
Sarah lay on the floor for who knows how long, her mind was no longer able to
comprehend time, before she heard a knocking on her door again.
“Sarah! Let me in!” a voice commanded. Sarah lurched up from the floor and
managed to open the door, allowing Tom to reenter the trailer.
“Sarah, what is it that you want?” Tom asked as he closed the trailer door
behind him.
“Anything you want, master,” the mesmerized actress replied.
Tom managed to kill the urge to pump his fists and shout “YES!” The drug had
worked like a charm. It was pure luck that he had managed to discover it while
he took his course on alternative medicines. It was supposedly used by voodoo
priests in Haiti to get revenge on those who angered them, but Tom had less a
sinister idea of how to use the drug.
Working with Sarah and seeing her day after day on the set had been driving
Tom crazy with lust and if he didn’t do something to release the pent up
tension then he feared he was just going to burst. This seemed like the
easiest way to do just that without having to go through the crazy rituals
that were otherwise known as relationships. Tom had gone through too many of
those damn things with nothing to show for it and this time he was going to
get some fun for himself.
“Sarah, listen to me,” Tom began, “You will follow my every command. My will
is your will.”
“Yes master,” Sarah softly said, the words causing Tom’s cock to harden
instantly.
“You feel hot Sarah, very hot,” Tom commanded and soon enough he saw Sarah
start to react. Sweat began to appear on her brow and the actress started to
shift uncomfortably, this quickly started to increase and soon Sarah looked
as though she might collapse again. All of a sudden Tom realized that if he
didn’t have her cool down, she’d begin to suffer from some kind of mental
heat stroke or something, so he had her begin to feel cool and relaxed. This
was a powerful suggestion drug and Tom realized he’d have to be careful with
it. Oh well, he reasoned it was his first time hypnotizing someone so he was
probably allowed to make a few mistakes.
“Sarah take off your clothes,” Tom ordered and Sarah complied. She lifted her
t- shirt over her head and her hands quickly went around back to unsnap her
bra. Tom almost lost control when he saw her breasts exposed, his cock was
about to rip through his pants, but he managed to control himself.
Meanwhile, oblivious to Tom’s reaction, Sarah continued to strip. Soon she
stood naked except for a pair of panties and when she pushed them off her
legs, Tom thought he had died and gone to heaven. Sarah’s legs were perfect,
as was the rest of her body, and Tom’s eyes were immediately drawn to the
small patch of dark hair between those perfect legs.
Tom was almost hypnotized himself as he stared at the nude goddess before him,
but he snapped out of it and began to pull off his own clothes. He had a good
body and could probably get any girl he wanted. But he didn’t want just any
girl, he wanted Sarah. Tom had dreamed about this day for so long and now his
dreams were about to come true. He was a virgin, by choice for the most part,
and Sarah was truly his fantasy girl. Soon they were both standing nude in
front of each other and Tom began to speak again.
“Sarah, you will begin to feel a warm, pleasant feeling spread through your
body, it will feel so good that you won’t want it to stop.” Almost as soon as
Tom said this he noticed a smile cross over Sarah’s face as the command kicked
in, damn this drug worked fast. “This feeling will make you horny, Sarah, you
will want to have sex very badly. You will want to fuck, you will need to fuck
to keep this good feeling from stopping.”
Tom looked down again at Sarah’s pussy and noticed that it was starting to get
wet as the actress began to sway from the pleasure coursing through her body.
“In your mind, you are having an erotic dream Sarah,” Tom continued, “You’ve
had this dream before and you love it. I am your lover in that dream. It feels
natural to do this, just let the good feeling flow through your body. You want
to please me, you want to make love with me.”
At that point Sarah’s eyes opened and her entranced mind took in the sight of
the nude Tom. Even in the fog of her brain, she could begin to feel her own
rising passion. She was dreaming and it was one of her favorite dreams, too.
Sarah’s lust was growing for the nude man in front of her, the hypnosis
prevented her from recognizing Tom, and she knew just what to do please him.
Sarah approached Tom and began to kiss him passionately. Tom ran his hands
over Sarah’s body, squeezing her buttocks and fondling her breasts. Sarah’s
nipples tightened under the feel of his hands, she was really starting to get
into this!
Tom then put a little bit of pressure on Sarah’s shoulders, indicating to her
that she should move her attention downward. Sarah quickly got the hint and
began kissing her way down Tom’s body until she reached his cock. She
teasingly ran her tongue over Tom’s throbbing shaft before she began to suck
it, gently at first, then with more passion.
Tom had to steady himself from falling to the ground, the sensations Sarah’s
tongue was creating almost caused him to lose control of his legs. The young
man began to moan in deep pleasure as Sarah teased and sucked his cock until
the pleasure almost drove him into a frenzy. He could feel himself starting to
tense up, a sure warning sign of incoming orgasm, and he knew he had to stop
before it was too late.
With a sigh, he pushed Sarah off of his cock and he detected a look of
disappointment on her face after being forced to cease her oral attentions.
Tom had been waiting for this day for a long time and he wanted to get the
most out of it.
He then led Sarah over to the small bed, and lay her down. Tom placed himself
next to Sarah and once again began running his hands over her body, feeling
her react with pleasure whenever he made contact with her nipples. He slipped
two fingers into Sarah’s pussy and she quickly began to moan in approval. As
Sarah’s pussy began to get wetter, Tom increased the speed of his finger
fucking. He then covered Sarah’s open mouth with his own in a deep kiss.
Sarah’s juices were beginning to really flow from her being finger fucked and
soon enough she came, her cries muffled by the kiss that she and Tom
continued. Tom realized that soon people would start to notice Sarah’s
absence so he decided that it was time for him to have some fun.
He moved his body on top of Sarah’s and entered her pussy. Tom had been
waiting for this moment ever since he had hit first seen Sarah and it was
definitely worth the wait. The penetration felt so good to Tom that tremors
of pleasure rose from his cock straight to his brain. He knew he wouldn’t
last long, but he wanted to savor the moment.
Meanwhile, Sarah was meeting each of his thrusts with equal passion. This was
her favorite part of the dream, the part where they both got to come. With
each one of Tom’s thrusts, Sarah felt herself thrown closer to another
orgasm. Soon the two were in complete synch with each other’s body and the
moment of truth had arrived.
With a deep groan, Tom felt his cock swell in anticipation. He then let
himself loose as he shot into Sarah, who cried out in pleasure as a response.
Their orgasms seemed to go on indefinitely, but neither were really paying
much attention to the time. When the sensations finally stopped, Tom pulled
himself off of Sarah and began to get himself recomposed.
He had Sarah redress and they both cleaned up the trailer so that it would be
as it was before.
“Sarah, I need you to listen to me again,” Tom stated, “You will not remember
any of this as reality. You will go to the bed and wake up in five minutes.
You will only remember taking a short nap and having an erotic dream. You
won’t remember my participation or the package I sent you. But if you ever
hear me say the words, ‘special mail delivery,’ you will fall back into this
state of trance.”
Sarah nodded in acceptance, and Tom was about to leave. But then he had one
more idea and decided to act upon it. He leaned into Sarah and began
whispering into her ear.
Five minutes later, Sarah awoke with a start. She was annoyed at herself. She
had set aside this time to work, not sleep. But then she remembered that she
had had her favorite erotic dream again, so perhaps it was worth it after
all. Looking up at the clock, Sarah noticed that she had to be back on the
set in about twenty minutes so she went up to turn off her computer. Perhaps
she’d get an idea tomorrow.
But then all of a sudden, an idea struck her. It was a great idea and the
screenplay would practically write itself. It was a story about a young mail
deliverer studying to be a doctor who cracks open an international spy ring
and saves the world.
This story is copyright 1998 from Sharkboy Productions. Reposting it without
my permission is very, very, bad.
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