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Gwenyth Paltrow: Just Duet (FF, mc, celeb)
Anynom (address withheld)
***

Don't read this if you're under 18 and don't try this at 
home. Enjoy.

***

One would think that after winning an Academy Award, 
acting would be much easier. It wasn't. Gwenyth Paltrow 
had found that, in many ways, it was even harder. After 
you win the Oscar, people expect you be at your best in 
nearly every movie and not to disappoint at all. 

So far, Gwenyth had managed to pick her projects well, 
but was still worried of the inevitable "Oscar jinx." 
She was more than used to turkeys, having appeared in a 
few before "Shakespeare in Love," and hated to go down 
that road again.

The fact was, no actor really goes in expecting to make 
a bad movie. It just happens. Gwenyth actually enjoyed 
such films as "The Pallbearer" and "Hush" and thought 
they were good scripts. Then, somewhere along 
production, something happens and it turns out the way 
it does. It was all a risk, in many ways and Gwenyth had 
accepted that risk as part of her job. She just hoped 
"Duets" didn't end up in her flop category.

The movie wasn't the sort of film one might expect an 
actress with her credentials to be in. A romantic comedy 
set around karaoke contests, it was a small film and 
Gwenyth was the only major name in it. But she did like 
the script a lot and thought it would be a fun little 
film to do, especially since her father was directing 
it. 

His illness had given her a bit of a scare but he seemed 
to be all right now and hard at work. Gwenyth just hoped 
it would all work out right. Right now, though, she was 
wrestling with one of the most difficult challenges the 
role had to offer her.

Acting was one thing, singing another. Since karaoke 
played such a big part in the movie, Gwenyth's character 
was called upon to sing more than once and she was a bit 
nervous about that. Her father had made it clear that it 
had to be her singing, no voice-overs or dubbing. In 
many ways, he was more of a father than ever when he was 
working with her and what he said went. So, Gwenyth was 
forced to work a bit more on her voice, a talent she had 
never thought much of, bringing her here.

During her initial surveys before filming, Gwenyth had 
found a number of voice and singing coaches who could 
help her out. But from what she heard, Sirena was one of 
the best. For a woman of an impressive reputation, with 
clients such as Mariah Carey, Jennifer Lopez and more, 
her offices were surprisingly low-class for the 
neighborhood but Gwenyth found it somewhat charming. 

She walked toward the simple office building, wearing a 
nice blue dress, her long blond hair flowing behind her. 
She rang the bell on the door and waited. It only took a 
few moments before the door opened and Sirena appeared. 
She seemed to be in her early thirties, long jet-black 
hair extending past her shoulders. Her outfit was a bit 
forward, a low-cut shirt with an impressive cleavage and 
shorts with long legs exposed. "Hello!" she said with a 
bright smile. "A pleasure to meet you, I'm a big fan of 
your films."

"Thanks," Gwenyth said, entering the small office. 
Sirena led her through the outer area and towards the 
small office in the back. It was quite comfortable, 
containing a plush couch and a small video screen on one 
wall. 

"Make yourself comfortable," Sirena said as she walked 
over to a table. Gwenyth sat down on the couch, facing 
her, as Sirena moved towards the chair across from her. 
Gwenyth noticed that the small table in between them 
held a large metronome with a light bulb near the top of 
it. Sirena sat across from Gwenyth, crossing her legs. 
"So, you need some help with your voice?"

"Just the singing parts," Gwenyth said. "I can do an 
English accent down cold."

"I know," Sirena said, smiling. "I guess we'd better 
start right now. She moved forward and tapped the top of 
the metronome, flicking a switch at the same time to 
turn the light on. "Now, just focus on me, Gwenyth, all 
right? Try to listen to me sing and listen to how I keep 
in tune with the metronome, okay?" 

As Gwenyth nodded, Sirena opened her mouth and slowly 
let her voice come loose. Gwenyth was impressed by her 
voice. It was quite good, a soft but impressive tone, 
shifting with slight differences that kept in time with 
the clicks of the metronome. Sirena's beauty seemed to 
increase as she sang, her voice keeping at that same 
perfectly modulated tone even as the metronome continued 
to click away.

Gwenyth tried to keep her attention on Sirena and her 
singing, but found her eyes drifting towards the ticking 
metronome. It was fascinating to watch, the way the 
light blinked in time with the swings of the metronome. 
Left, flash, right, flash, left, flash, right, flash. It 
was nice to look at, relaxing to look at, in fact. 

Gwenyth found her eyes tracking its movements, back and 
forth, back and forth, the flashes interrupting the 
smooth, even flow of the metronome. Through it all, 
Sirena's voice flowed into Gwenyth's ears, even as her 
eyes remained fixed on the ticking metronome, its 
meticulous tickings mixing with Sirena's voice to relax 
Gwenyth more and more.

Gwenyth felt light-headed, yet so heavy at the same 
time. She was slumping back on the couch, her eyes half-
closed, yet still fixed on the ticking metronome, the 
back and forth motions combining with the flashing light 
and tedious ticking to bring Gwenyth further and further 
towards sleep. She felt so tired, so very tired, she 
could barely keep her eyes open, yet she wanted to keep 
watching the ticking metronome, keep listening to 
Sirena's voice, her beautiful, beautiful voice. But 
after a few minutes, her mind simply couldn't handle it 
anymore, couldn't handle the multiple messages and so 
shut down, her eyes closing and her head falling forward 
as she fell into a deep trance state.

Sirena clicked off the metronome and smiled. As always, 
the metronome, combined with her own relaxing voice had 
produced a strong trance state into Gwenyth's mind. The 
actress sat before here, totally hypnotized, her steady 
breathing letting her nice chest rise and fall. 
"Gwenyth, listen to me carefully," Sirena said as she 
stood up. She reached up and opened up her blouse, 
letting her large breasts free. "Gwenyth, you are asleep 
but you can hear everything I say, correct?"

"Yes...." the mesmerized actress replied.

"Very good, Gwenyth. Now, you want to be able to sing 
well, Gwenyth. You know that singing well is important. 
You must do whatever it takes to sing well, Gwenyth. I 
can help you, Gwenyth. I can help you do what is so 
important, but you must do what I tell you. You must do 
what I tell you in order to sing well, do you 
understand, Gwenyth?"

"Yes...."

"All right. Now, Gwenyth, I want you to stand up and 
remove all your clothing." After a pause, Gwenyth rose 
and obeyed, her dress soon a pool by her discarded 
shoes. Her hands reached over to her white bra, then 
stopped in uncertainness. Seeing this, Sirena pushed on. 
"Gwenyth, you want to do what I say. You want to do well 
at singing and doing what I say will make you do well 
with singing. So, do what I say and take off all your 
clothes." 

After a moment, Gwenyth let her bra hit the floor, her 
pert breasts coming loose. Her panties soon joined them 
and she stood naked before the equally nude Sirena. 
"Very good, Gwenyth, very good," Sirena said. "Now, I 
want you to sit down and spread your legs."

The hypnotized actress obeyed and Sirena fell to her 
knees, her face pushing into Gwenyth's patch, her tongue 
sliding towards Gwenyth's pussy, entering the soft lips. 
Gwenyth slowly moaned as she felt Sirena's tongue 
entering her pussy and licking the edges, her hands 
running up and down the thighs as she licked away at 
Gwenyth, her tongue lapping away at her light bush as 
she took her time with the actress. 

Gwenyth's moans grew louder as Sirena licked away, her 
tongue motions growing faster and more frantic as she 
slid herself around Gwenyth, happy at the juices that 
began to stain her tongue as the other woman began to 
build towards orgasm. Her hands slid under Gwenyth's 
body, pinching her tight buttocks, causing the actress 
to groan with pleasure. She arched herself up a bit off 
the couch as she came, her juices falling right into 
Sirena's waiting mouth, her tongue licking away at the 
edges of the lips to ensure she got it all.

Sirena moved onto the couch, kissing Gwenyth gently, her 
large chest pushing onto Gwenyth's smaller one. "Lick my 
breasts, Gwenyth," Sirena commanded. "Lick them." 
Gwenyth obeyed, her tongue lapping at the large mounds, 
her hands pushing them together, pinching at the nipples 
as she ran her mouth over the curves. Sirena pushed 
Gwenyth back, the blond woman's mouth still on her ample 
chest. She worked herself over Gwenyth's body until her 
pussy lay above the actress' mouth. 

"Eat me out, Gwenyth. Eat me out completely." As Sirena 
had hoped, her licking of Gwenyth had ignited the 
actress' passions and her tongue eagerly went at 
Sirena's black pussy. The hypnotic singer sighed and 
leaned back on Gwenyth's body, letting her lick away. 
She was pleased when Gwenyth's thin hands came up to her 
large breasts, kneading them in her hands as she 
continued to lick away at Sirena's pussy, her hands 
continuing to knead the generous chest as she lapped 
away at Sirena, her thighs locked tight on Gwenyth's 
head, holding onto her fast. Gwenyth's tongue-lashings 
hit pay dirt, Sirena's cum splashing onto Gwenyth's 
face, the first of several orgasms to come.

Gwenyth blinked her eyes, focusing on Sirena, who sat 
across from her with a smile on her face. "Wow. Was I 
really that good?" 

"Well, you're starting out well enough," Sirena said, 
standing up. "A couple more lessons and I'm sure you'll 
be perfect."

"Thanks," Gwenyth said, shaking Sirena's hand as she 
began to walk out. "I'll see you Thursday then."

"Thursday it is," Sirena replied with a smile. She would 
indeed meet Gwenyth then. Only the voice exercises she 
had in mind had little to do with music.

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