anonymous
12-13-2007, 05:05 PM
Pop Tart
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.
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.