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Author's Notes: Usual crap about how you shouldn't read this if you're not supposed to and stuff. Inspired by one of Mesmer Eyes cool pics and I hope I can use this guy again sometime. Check it out.
Las Vegas was known for many things. Gambling had long dominated it since it was built, along with various stage shows and, lately, a leaning towards amusement park style attractions that gave it more appeal to families. And lights. Everywhere you turned at night, the entire town was lit up in neon.
In a town like this, it was actually pretty easy for Estella Warren to go down the streets without been noticed to much. Beautiful women were plentiful in Vegas and enjoyed being out on the town. For Estella, it was something of a working vacation. She had come to town for the annual Sho West conference, where various studios showed off their big summer films for distributors and Estella was there to plug her movies "Driven" and "Planet of the Apes."
Estella wasn't worried about the big deal the studios were doing for the films. She was used to the limelight after years of modeling and was confident the two big movies would help make her a star. For now, she was content simply to walk down the streets of Vegas, pausing by a few shop fronts to check out their wares.
She did get glances of course, with her flawless skin, serenely beautiful complexion, wearing a nice dark dress that set off the curves of her small but nice body, her blonde hair reaching past her shoulders. Her heels clicked upon the pavement as she glanced around a few shop windows. She preferred shopping to the hustle and bustle of the casinos, although some of the shops charged prices that made losing money at the tables seem cheap.
A voice from behind her caught her attention, causing Estella to jump slightly. "Enjoying yourself?"
Estella turned to look at the man standing before her. He was of medium height with a plump stomach, slightly balding but with a full beard, dressed in a slightly baggy suit as he smiled at her. "It is nice to watch the pretty things, isn't it?"
"Quite nice, yes," Estella nodded, glancing about a bit. She and the man were in the archway of one of the few closed stars on the Strip, passerbys simply walking past without giving them a second glance.
"Yes, I've found it to be very nice to watch the pretty things," the man said. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small pendant, the surface rimmed with small jewels that let it shine in the lights all around them as it held it just before Estella's eyes, flicking the chain to let it spin a bit before her.
Estella's eyes fixed on the pendant, instantly fascinated by how it seemed to glow, the gems sparkling in the lights around them. "I can see you like pretty things, my pretty one," the man smiled as he let it spin a bit before her.
"Huh...." was all Estella could say, her mind captivated by the sparkling pendant before her.
"Just watch the pendant," the man said, shifting to a commanding tone. "Watch the pendant as it swings, cause it will teach you lots of things. Watch it sparkle, watch it sway and listen to the words I say. Let your eyelids flutter, let your breaths go deep, let my words send you to deep, deep sleep and while you're sleeping, listen still and let me rob you of your will. I'll be your Master, give you what you crave and all you'll wish for is to be my slave."
Estella's eyes were open but unseeing, gazing blankly at the sparkling pendant as Perry the Poetic Hypnotist went through his induction. With the aid of his special pendant and his own amazing hypnotic skills, Perry felt the whole rhyming thing managed to make his spells more potent and the proof was right before him, another beautiful woman succumbing to his hypnotic trance within seconds of meeting him. While it had given him a lot of fame in town with his show a hit, it was times like this that Perry truly gave his skills their meaning.
"What is your name?" he asked.
"Estella," she sighed, glazed eyes fixed to the swinging pendant.
"Very well, Estella, I am your Master."
"Master...."
"Yes, Estella, I am your Master and you are my slave."
"Your slave.....Master....."
"Follow me, slave, and I will show you how to serve me."
"Yes, Master," Estella whispered, following Perry with smooth and steady steps as he led her through the crowds, unheeding of the enslavement of a woman right before them.
Perry lived in the hotel his show was housed in, a nice suite granted to him after showing the hotel's owner his pendant. It gave him a place to take the various beauties around the hotel he entranced, making love to them and then sending them back to their husbands, lovers and families with no memory of the encounter, as he would Estella.
The irony was, Perry really had no idea who Estella was, not having broken out into major fame just yet. All he knew was, he was leading a deeply hypnotized woman into his room, his spell reinforced by talking to her all along the way to his room.
Once inside the luxirous suite, Perry immediately began pulling at his suit, undressing as he faced the oblivious Estella.
"You will do as I say, understand, slave?"
"Yes, Master," Estella whispered.
"Undress, slave."
"Yes, Master."
Estella slid the straps off her shoulders, allowing her dress to fall in a pool at her feet. She stepped out of it as well as her shoes and then undid her bra, exposing her pert breasts before sliding off her panties, swaying naked before Perry.
"Lie on the bed, Estella," Perry commanded and the hypnotized model obeyed, sliding onto the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling as Perry quickly disrobed and moved onto her. He let his hands drift along her pert breasts, pinching the nipples as he slid his hard cock into her passage.
"Oooooh," Estella moaned as she felt Perry's cock go at her clit, sliding in and out of her lips. She felt his mouth lick at her breasts as he drove her down, her eyes closing as the passion overtook her mindless state. She wrapped her legs around his ass, holding him down as he went at her, moving his body up and down, his cock working away at her.
"Ugh! Yeah, slave, just like that!" Perry grunted as he went at the model, slamming his meat in and out of her, rubbing her chest red as he fucked her hard. "Yessssss......" Estella moaned. "Ohhhh. Ohhhhh. OHHHHH!!" She cried out as Perry let himself go. "YEAH!" He screamed as the bed shook under their orgasm.
Pulling his dripping cock out of Estella, Perry moved up and onto her, pushing his cock into the exhausted woman's face. "Suck it, slave," he commanded and Estella instantly opened her mouth and allowed his cock to enter it, running her lips over the shaft, her hands reaching up to cup Perry's balls and squeezing them as she tickled his cock with her tongue. "Yeah, slave, just like that," Perry grunted. "Suck it like that, lick it like that!"
Estella did her best, her hair bouncing slightly as she took Perry's cock in her mouth, sucking him off with swift strokes, Perry's grunts increasing as he felt himself start to build towards letting loose. "Get ready, slave," he hissed. "Here it comes......!" He shot his wad down Estella's throat, the hypnotized model swiftly swallowing every drop that came out as Perry rubbed his cock to help shoot it out.
Perry lay on his back and commanded Estella to mount him. As she began to bounce herself up and down on his cock, Perry smiled. True, Estella would wake up in her own room with no memory of the night but Perry would always remember their night together and look forward to teaching Estella more of his unique poetry.
THE END
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