The Limo left the grounds, its passing headlights only briefly lighting two dark figures as they stood waiting in the trees. Neither the chauffeur or passengers noticed the intruders as they watched the Limo disappear from sight. Seconds later without a sound the two figures moved quickly towards the large house in the distance, bringing it closer with each stride. Stopping only to ensure that they were still unobserved the two figures arrived at the house. sophisticated tools appeared almost like magic as the figures worked silently to disable the state of the art security system. It didn't take long and within minutes the figures were within the now unprotected building, a step nearer to their goal. These men were professionals, Torches were replaced by night vision goggles and sophisticated electronics replaced brute force and explosives. These were businessmen and they had just arrived at the office.
Meticulous planning had told them everything that they needed to know about the alarms, layout and the position of the safe. They knew exactly how many staff and residents there were and where they would be now. They new that only two people were at home and they were in the staff quarters on the other side of the house, nothing they thought had been left to chance. The figures split up one moving quickly up the wide stairway the other moving rapidly and silently towards the staff quarters. The figure stopped to listen locating the sound of a TV set in a room to his left. He took a fibber optic camera from a pouch and slid it under the door using it to locate the only two occupants of the house. They were watching I Love Lucy and sat laughing on the couch. Reaching into another pouch he pulled out a small silver canister placed it in the air vent and opened the valve. he watched through the camera as the occupants of the room quickly got quieter and then passed out. He retrieved the canister from the vent and moved quickly away knowing that they would be unconscious for several hours.
The other figure had moved quickly upstairs towards his intended target. He located the door, went in and went to work on the safe. Expecting his partner to return he ignored the noise behind him pausing only to look up as the vase came crashing down on his shoulder. Momentarily stunned he was unable to stop his assailant from ripping away his mask and goggles, recovering quickly he span and swept the newcomers legs away the stranger came down in a heap on top of him. He was winded and all he could smell was perfume, The stranger was a woman. She was up and running before he could move he ran towards her and was suddenly bathed in light. She was beautiful, familiar and fast she aimed a kick at his kneecap which he only just avoided but it was a feint and the other leg caught him in the stomach doubling him up. Rolling away he came up ready as she moved rapidly towards him.
This time he was prepared grabbing her leg and flinging her backwards. The woman cried out in pain but was on her feet quickly waiting for his attack. The attack never came. The down stairs man aware of the disturbance upstairs had entered the room quickly and seeing the woman in front of him quickly aimed a taker at the center of her back. The woman's back arched as the Tazer bolt struck her. Her eyes widened in surprise as she dropped to her knees, a second bolt from the tazer sent her into unconsciousness and she fell limply to the floor. The two men stood looking at each other and then at the woman on the floor, this had definitely not been part of the plan.
The jewelry that they were about to steal would have been replaced by expensive copies and the robbery would have gone unobserved for a long time. The plan was trashed and they had an unconscious woman who had seen the face of the upstairs man. The men were burglars not killers but now if they valued there freedom that would have to change. For the first time one of the men spoke. He had recognized the woman as the actress from the Zorro film, Catherine Zeta Jones.
They stood there silently, for the first time in a long while they had no idea what to do next. The woman began to stir galvanizing the men into action, they picked up the groggy actress and laid her on the bed. they each took a pair of handcuffs from their belts and handcuffed her hands to the corner of the bed, then taking a dressing gown cord tied her feet to the bottom of the bed. Catherine was soon fully awake, she opened her mouth to scream but instead her mouth was filled with a handkerchief and covered with duct tape all she could do now was struggle hopelessly against her bonds.
"What the fuck do we do now"
"God Knows, SHIT SHIT SHIT!"
"O.K O.K. calm down. Lets think"
"We'll have to kill her....Or we're fucked"
"You gonna do it, 'cause I don't think I can. Knocking her out and tying her up is one thing. But Murder......"
"It's murder or a ten stretch.... can't see a way out"
"SHIT. I wish we could just forget about this and start again... But without this bloody actress. Jesus just looking at her gives me a hard on"
"Shit were screwed and you've got a fucking boner. FUCKING GREAT!"
"Calm down....CALM Down."
"O.K. I'm cool"
"THAT'S IT!"
"WHAT....... FOR Christ sake, TELL ME!"
"You won't like it"
"TELL ME"
"You remember Martha"
"What that weird chick you used to date. Jesus we're back to you're sex life again"
"No listen. She used to be into all this weird Zen shit and stuff. Well anyway she used to really get off on hypnosis. She liked to try and hypnotize me, said it improved her orgasm if I was really relaxed. So I…."
"Forget it, You can't be fucking serious. You wanna hypnotize her. JESUS ....Jesusss."
"No wait. Martha was really into this stuff and she liked me to hypnotize her and she reckoned I was Pretty good. But the thing is I screwed this waitress and Martha found out and she was really mad... so I hypnotized her and get this... I MADE HER FORGET ABOUT THE WAITRESS"
"She was yanking your chain man."
"Are you Kidding. One minute she was going to cut my balls off with a pair of blunt shears and then presto ten minutes later she's flat on her back with her legs open"
"It'll never work"
"If I Can't do it. We kill her and leg it"
"Straight up Vic?"
"Straight up Bob. You go and make sure the sleeping beauties down stairs are all tucked up, and make sure that we get no more surprises. I'll have a word with the lady O.K."
"O.K." Bob left the room. Once more in professional mode he scanned the house looking for signs of trouble. Trying all the time to ignore the doubts in his mind about what was going on upstairs and wondering about the consequences of this nights work.
Meanwhile upstairs Vic sat on the bed beside the still struggling actress. "I suppose you caught some of that conversation."
Catherine nodded and took what she thought was a defiant look, staring straight at him.
"Let me just say that I have no wish to kill you. I would find it unpleasant and extremely upsetting and I am sure that you feel the same way"
Another nod from Catherine.
"There is however an alternative. I would like to try and hypnotize you in order to make you forget the unfortunate events of this evening. However if I fail then your death will be unavoidable. Please understand that trying to fake a hypnotic trance will be useless as there are things that I can do to make sure that you are fully under. Now when I remove your gag feel free to shout and scream as much as you want. You will only be heard by my partner who is much more eager to kill you than I am. O.K?"
A final nod from Catherine. Vic tore the duct tape from Catherine's mouth and removed the handkerchief from her mouth. "You bastard, that hurt."
"I'm sure it did. Now down to business, will you allow me to hypnotize you?"
"I don't seem to have a choice do I."
"Well not a very good choice anyway. So is that a yes?"
"Yes"
"Right just relax and remember the price for failure."
Catherine sighed and tried to relax. She knew that what he was about to attempt was doomed to failure. She had always found the notion of hypnosis quite ludicrous and now her life depended on it. Vic had removed a small medallion from his neck and was holding it still about six inches in front of her eyes. Catherine looked at the medallion and prayed.
"Catherine I want you to take deep breaths, make them slow and even. I need you to match your breathing with the medallion. As the medallion moves closer breath in and as it moves away breathe out." Vic began to slowly move the medallion backwards and forwards and gradually Catherine's breathing pattern began to match the movements. "Backwards........Forwards.........backwards........ forwards ...........in..........and out.........in..........and out.......now Catherine as your breathing becomes easier and easier I want you to concentrate on the medallion follow it with your eyes up and down keep looking at the medallion...........Thats right Catherine you understand just how important this is. Up..................down.................up..............and down."
Catherine was breathing deeply, her eyes intently following the medallion on its unending journey she had to admit he was making her feel relaxed but she knew deep down that she was going to die.
"You must be feeling very relaxed now Catherine."
"Yes I am."
"Good then will you try and do something for me"
"Yes"
"I want you to listen to the sound of my voice. I am going to count backwards from ten by the time I reach zero you will hear nothing but the sound of my voice. Do you understand ?"
"Yes"
"10.... 9......" Catherine was listening so intently to the sound of his voice that she had forgotten why. "8......7.....6" at this point Catherine could not define around her eyes were completely captured by the moving medallion and her own thoughts were starting to disappear beneath the sound of his voice. "5......4.....3" Catherine was already aware of nothing but the voice but the count continued. "2......1.....0"
Catherine was now on the edge of a deep trance just waiting to be tipped over. Vic began to lift the medallion higher and higher as Catherine's eyes strained to follow it. "As the medallion moves from your sight you will have no need for your eyes to remain open and as they close you will fall into a deep sleep and the only thing you will need to do is listen to my voice."
Catherine's eyes closed and her breathing became slow and rhythmic. Vic smiled it had taken about thirty minutes but it had worked. Just a few checks to make certain and he was home and dry.
At that moment Bob came back into the room. "Well did it work?"
"Yes...Yes it did."
"Are you sure...How do you know.. I mean she could be faking."
"Watch this." Vic removed Catherine's bonds and stowed them away. Catherine never moved. "Catherine. Stand up" Catherine stood up. "Catherine hold out your arm." Catherine held out her arm "Catherine that arm will remain outstretched whatever upward or downward pressure is applied to it. Do you understand?"
"Yes"
"Go on then Bob, move her arm up or down."
Bob grabbed her arm and tried to bend it but however hard he tried Catherine's arm remained outstretched. Bob kept trying but to no avail.
"Satisfied?"
"Not yet, I want to try something else."
"O.K. what?" Bob whispered in his ear.
Vic smiled and once again spoke to the entranced actress. "Catherine you will feel no pain. Do you understand?"
"Yes."
"Good, you may lower your arm"
Bob moved quickly towards her and punched her in the stomach, Catherine never even flinched. Bob looked at Vic and nodded. "O.K. I'm convinced."
"Good you finish the job and clear up here. I'll meet you outside when I've put her to bed and wiped her memory. Meet me outside I'll be there as soon as I've finished."
"O.K." Bob disappeared through the door once again, leaving Vic and Catherine alone once more.
Vic turned to Catherine and smiled. "Catherine, Take me to your bedroom."
Catherine walk towards the door closely followed by Vic. Just along the corridor she turned and walked through a half open door and stopped. Vic checked out the room. There were no surprises. "O.K. Catherine as quickly as you can get ready to turn in."
Catherine obeyed. She stepped out of her dress and draped it across the back of the chair. Vic breathing got a lot quicker as she removed her bra releasing a beautiful pair of breast which given time Vic would have like to have got to know an awful lot better. Catherine went in to the bathroom Vic followed being treated to a classic view of her rear end as her panties hit the bathroom floor. Catherine in turn removed her makeup brushed her hair cleaned her teeth and used the toilet. Vic watched the whole performance with undisguised glee. It was like ultimate interactive movie. Catherine, still naked, went back into the bedroom pulled back the covers an slid between them all in on slick seductive moment. Vic just stood there staring at the sleeping beauty before him. The hard on which had not left him all evening was threatening independent action he had the means to satisfy his rampant member but he new time was running out. he sat on the side of the bed and touched her face.
"Catherine you will remain asleep until morning you will awake at your usual hour feeling happy and rested you will remember nothing of what has happened to you since your hosts left for the evening. You will remember feeling tired and deciding to get an early night. Do you understand?"
"Yes"
Vic took one last look at the shapely body between the sheets and then left. As he moved quickly down the corridor he stopped suddenly. Vic turned and went back into her room. He leant over the most beautiful woman he had ever seen and kissed her, stopping only to whisper a few words into her ear before he was gone.
"Where the hell have you been they're due back at any time"
"I'm here now, is the alarm ready "
"Yes, go on I just need to make the last connection."
First one figure then another disappeared into the dense undergrowth literally seconds before the house was lit up by the headlights of the returning limo. Bob looked back and smiled, It was a good job that he had resisted the temptation to stay and play.
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The housekeeper topped up Catherine's coffee cup and then moved around the table. She was annoyed both with herself and her good for nothing husband. They had both been watching T.V. together, him drinking as usual. She had lost count of the times she had woken to find him still on the couch snoring surrounded by empty bottles. Yes that was bad enough. but last night she had fallen asleep as well waking up next to that drunken slob was bad enough normally, but on the couch! Now breakfast was late and there was a guest. Yes she was very angry.
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"Did you sleep well Catherine?"
"Yes Thank you Antonio, did you and Melanie enjoy the awards?"
"Not bad but we would like to win something next year"
"It was very kind of you to let me stay, You must thank Melanie for me."
"I will. but alas Melanie, as you can see, is not accustomed to dealing with mornings and I fear that you will have returned from your shopping trip before she has made an appearance"
"Anyway thank you, I will see you later."
Catherine placed her hand on Antonio's shoulders and gave him a light kiss on the cheek and she was gone leaving only a memory of expensive perfume. Antonio took another sip of coffee. He thought of the dance they had done in Zorro and the obvious chemistry between them. One day........ maybe. Antonio shrugged and went up stairs. **************************************************
Catherine loved shopping and Rodeo Drive was heaven she could lose herself for days in this shoppers paradise she stopped and looked in another window. The dress she saw took her breath away it was perfect for the premier of her new film. she was about to turn and enter the shop when someone touched her arm. Catherine turned to see a man that she didn't recognize smiling at her. She opened her mouth to speak but the man spoke first. Catherine never consciously registered what he said by the time the words were spoken she had returned to a deep hypnotic trance. Vic couldn't believe that it had worked. The trigger phrase had been an afterthought, a last minute what the hell it's worth a try kind of idea.
A gutsy last minute idea that worked and now he had to get her away from here before anyone noticed the gazed faraway look in her eyes.
"Follow me."
Catherine followed him around the corner and into a small parking lot he opened the passenger door and told her to get in. Catherine obeyed without question. Vic got in and drove away barely able to contain his excitement and his familiar hard on. Minutes later they were in the underground garage under his apartment block. Minutes later they were stepping out of the elevator and into his apartment. Catherine was still following obediently.
"Catherine listen to me. When I tap your shoulder you will wake up. But when you wake up you will no longer be Catherine Zeta Jones, You will be Cathy. Cathy exists only to pleasure me. Do you understand?"
"Yes"
"You will address me as Master"
"Yes Master"
Vic tapped Catherine's shoulder. Her eyes opened, recognition came, she smiled mischievously. "How may I serve you today Master"
"Just plain old sex Cathy and plenty of it"
Cathy slipped to her knees taking his trousers with her his stiffened cock released from captivity sprang to attention. Cathy began licking and teasing his cock her tongue darting everywhere as he tried to retain his load. He was too far gone already, all he could do was grab her shoulders and tense as he shot his load into the back of her throat. Cathy climbed seductively up his body licking her lips and swallowing as much of that valuable liquid as she could. soon they were face to face again.
"Master ready for fucking now?"
Vic could feel his cock rapidly harden as he thrusted her on to the bed His mouth becoming aquatinted with first one and then the other of the breasts he had previously only gazed at. Her nipples hardened his hand found the wet patch spreading across the panties he ripped them free with a flourish, his fingers began exploring between her legs and from the movement of her body he new she was getting as much pleasure as he was. His fingers went deeper until Cathy began to scream and thrash as her body was racked by a tremendous orgasm. Removing his hand He decided it was time. Vic moved his cock into the starting grid and Cathy arched her body to meet it. With one huge effort he slammed it in, there was no finesse, no passion. Just pure animal lust. Cathy impaled on his cock dug her fingers into his back locking her legs around him not wanting him to leave until she was ready. Vic new he was coming he began, to thrust even faster letting loose one huge primeval grunt as he filled her with his deposit. His animal noise was replaced by Cathy's as Vics deposit took her beyond the point of no return as orgasm after orgasm overcame her exhausted body. Both Vic And Cathy collapsed panting, they slept with Vic still astride her.
Vic was first to wake. He stood up, still naked, and stared at her. He still couldn't believe what had happened. Vic pinched himself and looked again, She was still there. He looked at his watch, they'd been asleep for a couple of hours. He needed to get her back before anyone missed her. Vic woke Cathy up, but before she could say anything he hit her with the trigger phrase and suddenly she was back in her own special slumberland. Catherine was staring into the shop window again. She came to her senses and looked at her watch.
"Damn, where had the day gone?" She thought to herself. It was nearly closing time and she had still bought nothing. Still, that dress looked sensational maybe she still had time.
Vic watched her from across the street. Today was over but there would be other days. Before waking, he had given Catherine a new set of instructions and some more trigger phrases each one designed to elicit a different response. Yes from now on things were certainly going to be more interesting and he thought more lucrative. He had a check in his pocket for thirty grand and he was about to invest it in the future.
Vic dialed a number on his mobile "Hello Mr Stravinsky I understand that for a price you can instruct a man in the art of hypnosis. you can?..........Good....... Full course.........twenty thousand, That's fine....... no time like the present....I'll be there...goodday" He dropped his mobile on the seat and smiled at the poster in the shop window. The poster of Cameron Diaz gazed sightlessly back at him. Vic winked at her and as he drove away he began to whistle.
THE END
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