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Author's Notes: Always loved Anynom's work and I really liked his Julia/Sandra story a while back. A shame he never followed it up but recent events have caused me to want to pay homage to it. Not as much on-screen hypno here but hopefully the rest will make up for it. Hope he likes it as you do.
Life sucked.
It didn't matter if you had the Oscar, didn't matter if you were the biggest female box office star in the country, didn't matter that you were drop-dead gorgeous to boot. It sucked to find out your boyfriend was cheating on you and more when you couldn't tell anyone about it.
The tape had come to Julia Robert's apartment a few days earlier. There was no return address, nothing to indicate who sent it. It was just a normal videotape but the contents were enough to blow Julia's life apart.
There was her boyfriend, Benjamin Bratt, in a hotel room with a woman Julia instantly recognized as Sandra Bullock. The date on the tape indicated this was in the middle of the shoot for "Miss Congeniality," a shoot Benjamin had said went by without any incident whatsoever. Apparently, he left out little things like fucking Sandra in a half-dozen positions and having her suck him off. And that was just the one tape.
Julia had just sat there in shock, watching the tape twice before it truly sank in what had happened. She did the usual gamut of emotions: Smashing some furniture and throwing things, followed by a long crying jag on her bed. A few drinks later and anger set in, anger not just over the betrayal but over the circumstances.
Julia had been in the headlines long enough to know that blowing Benjamin out of the water like this was not the way to go. God, the irony. In her new movie she played an agent trying to make it look like a married Hollywood couple was together when they couldn't stand each other just so their new movie would be big. Now, she was stuck in the exact situation. Breaking up with Benjamin would be bad enough. Having it revealed he was cheating would really hurt.
Benjamin was off on a movie shoot right now so Julia had a few days to plan what to do. In the meantime, she knew just where to start.
She was going to kick Sandra Bullock's ass.
She marched up the walk to Sandra's home, her face set, anger marring the usually perfect beautiful features, red hair billowing behind her, adding to her fiery stature. Her heels clomped on the walk, her body clad in a nice loose dress, her focus solely on the occupant of the home.
A pounding on the door soon got results as it opened to reveal Sandra Bullock on the other side. She had long black hair framing her face that was more down-to-earth beauty than Julia's. She wore a simple t-shirt and jeans and was surprised to see Julia Roberts on her doorstep. "Hey, what's-------"
Julia shoved her inside and marched in, waiting until she was in the family room to stop, collecting herself. "Excuse me, what the hell------" Sandra started as she shut the door and walked in.
Julia spun and hissed at her. "I know."
"Know what?" Sandra said in confusion.
"I got the tape."
"Okay, fine. What tape?"
"The tape. You and Benjamin."
"What, the movie? You can get that at Wal-Mart."
"Not that tape."
"What tape then?"
"The tape," Julia said, exasperated.
"What? 'Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon?' You can get that at discount at Wal-Mart, you know."
"Stop changing the subject."
"How can I, I don't know what the hell you're talking about!" Sandra yelled in exasperation.
"Fine," Julia bit out. "The tape of you and Ben fucking like mad during the movie shoot."
Sandra stared at her in utter disbelief. "Are you drunk?" she asked. "Are you drunk and crazy?" "I'm not crazy," Julia hissed.
"You must be if you think Ben and I......Hey, he's a hunk but he's your hunk, okay? I don't go after married guys."
"Lying bitch," Julia bit out. "I have the tape, I know what happened!"
"Okay, fine, let's watch," Sandra said defiantly. "It's probably someone who looks like me."
"It is you," Julia said as she moved to the VCR. She popped the tape in and turned to watch Sandra sit down and look at the screen. It started right off with Ben and Sandra in bed together, Benjamin moving down and kissing her breasts, Sandra moaning and accepting him as he pushed his cock into her pussy and started pumping.
Julia watched as Sandra stared at the screen, a look of utter shock coming over her features. The shock increased with every shift in position, Sandra seeming to wince every time her voice cried out in ecstasy on the tape. As she watched, Julia's anger began to fade as she saw Sandra reacting to the tape like she had never seen it before. If she was faking, then Julia might as well hand her Oscar over to her.
Julia stopped the tape, watching Sandra search for words. "I.....I....never.....I never....that wasn't.....I don't....."
"You really don't remember this, do you?" Julia said softly.
Sandra shook her head. "I swear I didn't. I mean.....There were a couple days during shooting I'd have trouble getting to sleep but.......nothing to indicate anything like this."
"Something's wrong," Julia said, biting her lip. "Way wrong." She paused in thought and nodded. "Come on, I know a place where we can get answers."
"You sure this is okay?" Sandra said as she and Julia entered Benjamin Bratt's apartment, Julia pocketing her key.
"He cheated on me, I think coming to his apartment with the key he gave me is okay," Julia remarked. She led the way to Benjamin's bedroom, into his closet. "I saw him go at this when he thought I was asleep," Julia said.
She pulled up a small shelf and took out a small lockbox. "Damn, need a key."
"Give me that," Sandra said. She took out a hairpin and started fiddling with the lock, breaking it open far faster than Julia would have thought. "Amazing how many times you lock yourself out of the house," she shrugged as she opened it.
Inside the box were some videotapes and a packet of photos. Julia began to leaf through them and stopped dead. "Oh my god."
Sandra looked over her shoulder and felt her jaw drop.
"That's.....that's.....you and me."
"And we're hot and heavy," Julia said. Indeed, the photos showed her and Sandra all over each other in a bed, kissing and rubbing at each other.
"Holy shit, what the hell is going on here?" Sandra whispered in dread. "Let's find out," Julia said, opening the small notebook that was inside the box. She perused it a bit, coming across some odd words and notes. "Looks like Benjamin's been paying some guy in Beverly Hills for some reason," Julia said. "Not sure what." She stopped and looked at one page in particular. "Speed down, Sandra?"
Julia looked up and felt shock come over her. Sandra had slumped on the floor, eyes closed, breathing steadily as Julia watched. Julia took a minute for it to hit her. "Sandra, can you hear me?"
"Yeah....." she whispered.
"Sandra, what's going on?"
"I'm.....hypnotized."
"Oh, shit," Julia whispered. "Sandra.....how did......how did this happen?"
"Man named Trevor...." Sandra said in a soft tone. "Met him when Benjamin and I were doing the movie. We talked and he started to swing a jewel in front of my eyes and told me how enticing it was, how nice it was to look at and I was soon hypnotized. He told me I was so sleepy, so very sleepy and I had to go into a nice and deep sleep, a very deep sleep. Once I was asleep, he had me go to Benjamin and tell him I was his for whatever he wanted and I wouldn't remember it."
"Oh my God," Julia whispered. She swallowed. "Sandra......Sandra, when I snap my fingers, you'll wake up and remember everything." She did so and Sandra blinked and sat up. Her eyes went wide as the memories hit her. "Oh my God," she whispered. "That son of------"
"Got it covered," Julia nodded as she flipped through the book. "This is unbelievable."
"Give me that," Sandra said. "I want to know more." She flipped through the book, finding notes on herself, her address, private phone numbers, cell phone and more stuff no one should know. She paused at one notice and frowned. "Pretty naptime?"
A thud got her attention and Sandra was stunned to see Julia go down and out just as she had. "Oh my God, that bastard," Sandra said. "Julia.....Julia, what happened?"
"Week after the film was done," Julia said in a flat tone. "Benjamin had Trevor come over, told me he was a friend. We talked and Trevor started swinging the jewel and I just felt so sleepy, so very, very sleepy and he soon had me hypnotized and told me to do whatever Benjamin wanted."
"Julia," Sandra said in a hoarse voice. "Wake up and remember everything." Julia sat up, anger back on her face as she realized what had happened. "That fucking bastard!" she yelled. "I don't believe this!"
"What's better than having one of the most beautiful women in Hollywood in your bed?" Sandra asked sourly.
"Having two," Julia replied just as sourly. She flipped back through the notebook and looked. "At least it's just you and me, no one else is mentioned."
"Yet," Sandra said sourly. "He might decide to spread out a bit."
"Looks like he's been making payments to this hypnotist," Julia said. "Probably to reinforce things."
"But he decided it wasn't worth paying," Sandra realized. "Told Trevor the payments were over and no one would believe him."
"Only he didn't know that Trevor took pictures of us just like he did," Julia said. "And sent me the video."
"So now what?" Sandra asked. "I mean, we confront him with this, he's just going to put us under and make us forget it all."
"I know," Julia frowned. "And we can't just break up, he'll use the control to stop that too."
Sandra bit her lip as an idea hit her. "Wait a minute. We've got the trigger words and all. So maybe there's something we can do."
"What?" Julia frowned.
"I put you under and undo what he's done, make you forget the triggers and everything. Then you do the same thing for me and we'll both be safe."
Julia stared at her. "You want to do that?"
"I don't think we have a choice," Sandra sighed. She nodded to the photos. "Plus, it looks like we've already been through a lot together so I think we can do this. If you trust me."
"I do," Julia nodded. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "Okay. Do it."
Benjamin Bratt whistled as he came up to Julia's home. It had been a long shoot but it was nice to get breaks for it. And his co-stars were definitely easy on the eyes. Maybe he could use some things he'd seen Trevor use.
Benjamin smiled as he thought of his plans. He'd do a little playing with Julia, then put her under, call up Sandra and have her come over for more fun. His smile left his lips as he entered the house just in time for both Sandra and Julia to punch him in the face.
He landed on his ass, holding a hand to his eyes. "Hon, what's------"
In answer, the box containing his notes smashed down on his lap. Benjamin swallowed and looked up to see Julia and Sandra glaring down at him. "Speed down, Sandra." He stared as Sandra just lifted an eyebrow as if mocking him. He glanced towards the equally pissed Julia. "Pretty naptime?" The only reaction was the growing disdain on Julia's features letting him know he was in deep shit.
"I'm only going to say this once, Benjamin Bratt," Julia said. "I never want to see your miserable face again. Have your lawyers come over and pack your shit out of here, we are through. And before you ask, no, I won't tell anyone about this but it's not for you. Know that we know what you do and if you ever try this again, we'll use every clout we have to ruin your career."
"You'll be lucky to do straight-to-video work after we're done," Sandra added. "You had the love of a great lady here, pal, but you blew it big time. Now get the hell out of here."
Benjamin knew a lost cause when he saw it and picked up the box, standing and walking out, realizing he was going to need someone else to shack up with for some extra bucks now.
Sandra and Julia watched him leave, shutting the door and letting out squeals of delight. "That was great!" Julia yelled as they hugged. "Oh, that was so good."
"I know, I know!" Sandra grinned. On impulse, she kissed Julia on the lips, Julia answering back with passion before it hit the two what was going on and they broke away, staring at one another. "Whoah," Sandra whispered. "That was-------"
"Yeah," Julia replied. "Yeah. It was."
Sandra noticed they were still hugging. "Um, just because we've done it before-----"
"They say a person can only do under hypnosis what they secretly want to do," Julia smiled. "Maybe it was always there."
"Maybe," Sandra said. She laughed suddenly. "Oh, god. The tabloids will be going wild over the breakup. Imagine if they knew the real story!"
"I prefer to keep it secret," Julia smiled. "So I can have it all to myself." With that she moved in and kissed Sandra long and hard on the lips, the two closing their eyes as they rubbed at each other.
Before they knew it, they were in the bedroom, tearing each other's clothes away and rolling naked on the bed, Sandra on top. She moved her head down to Julia's breasts, tongue reaching out to lick at a tight nipple as she ran her hand down to Julia's red snatch. "Oh, yeah," Julia sighed. "Do it like that, I love that." Her groans intensified as Sandra let one hand move down, fingers entering the red-haired clit.
"Oh, god, yeah," Julia groaned as she felt the other actress lick at her tits and finger her. He own hands moved up to her breasts, pushing them together as she felt Sandra's tongue roam over her tits, licking over her hands as well as nipples. "Ahhhhh......" Julia groaned, working her pelvis to match Sandra's burrowing, the brunette fingering her to ecstasy as she lapped away at her pert tits. "AHHHH!" Julia shrieked as she came, erupting over Sandra's fingers.
Sandra brought her hand up and rubbed at Julia's tits, streaking them with cum. She smiled as she moved up and sat herself onto Julia's face. "Your turn," she grinned. Julia need no further encouragement, reaching up to cup Sandra's ass and part the cheeks for her tongue to slide in and start licking away.
"Ohhhhh......" Sandra moaned, closing her eyes and rocking back, her knees on Julia's long mane of hair, her hands pushing at her tits. "Oh, God, yeah, baby, just like that, just like that!" Julia kept going, kneading the cheeks as she lapped away at the exposed tuft, eager to taste every inch of juice dripping from Sandra's waiting pussy, Sandra rocking on her face. Sandra kept kneading at her tits, pinching them as Julia licked away, her arousal on full blast. "Shit, I'm coming. I'm COMING!!!!" She erupted out on Julia's face, streaking it with cum.
"Sorry," Sandra sighed as she moved off. "So hot, I couldn't hold it in."
"Don't worry," Julia smiled. "We'll make up for it."
"Is this going to be serious?" Sandra frowned.
"I don't know yet," Julia shrugged. A smile broke on her face. "But I know it's gonna be fun."
Sandra smiled back as she lay on top of Julia, moving into a 69 as the two stars started to lick away at each other, enjoying the unintended fruits of another man's labor.
THE END
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