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Subject: {ASSM} Celeb: I'M A CELEB GET ME OUT OF HERE
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I'M A CELEB GET ME OUT OF HERE...
Part One A Star Fuck Story
Starring Claire Goose and Billie Piper.

MC/MF/FFf/CELEB/INC/RP/HUM

By Maxim & Mephistopheles
With extensive reworking of a earlier story by Maxim in 2003

Not to be read by anyone under 18.

This story contains explicit descriptions of non-consensual sex.
MY STORIES ARE NOT INTENDED TO PROMOTE RAPE OR OTHER NASTY THINGS;
IT'S JUST FICTION

Tina O'Brien I'M A CELEB GET ME OUT OF HERE...
Part 2
MC/Ffff/CELEB/HUM

By Maxim

The following story is not to be read by anyone under 18, if it is
illegal for you to view this in your area, if you find these
situations unpleasant or offensive then you obviously won't enjoy
reading this story, so don't read it go elsewhere. Remember this
story contains explicit descriptions of non-consensual sex and
humiliation, my stories are not intended to promote rape or other
nasty things; its just fiction

If it is illegal for you to view this subject in your area then do
not view this file.

If you find these situations unpleasant or offensive then you
obviously won't enjoy reading this story, so don't read it.

The author takes no responsibility for any illegalities arising from
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Retransmission is allowed only if it is in its original form
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You'll find all of Maxim's stories at:
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If this offends you, please look elsewhere.

This is FICTION.

If you are tempted to recreate any of the following scenes, your
psychiatrist is going to be a very rich happy bunny and you belong in
a padded cell.

This is a new re-working and complete re-writing of an original
Starfuck story I co-wrote with Mephistopheles.

The Starfuck Premise: All you need know is that in order for mind
control to be established he must have skin-to-skin (even for a split
second) to establish contact over the selected target.


STARFUCK: I'M A CELEB GET ME OUT OF HERE...
Part One
By Maxim & Mephistopheles


Starring Claire Goose and Billie Piper.
London 2003


Originally, my intentions had been to utilize my powers solely for my
own benefit.
But now in these times of war and disorder, I decided to bring a
little sunshine in people's lives, so I decided I had a
responsibility to share my talent..

You will of heard of PR guru's, well you could describe me as a mind
control guru.
My job is to make a reality what certain people would like to see
have done to certain celebs they've fallen out with it for whatever
reason, and to make it appear that it was the celebrity had actually
performed the deed, so in turn no comeback against them.

I've found that no matter how inventively depraved one's own
imagination is, there's always someone out there that makes you look
like an amateur.......

You only have to look at my files to see how right I was to place my
abilities to tender.

Take for example my client list;

SUBJECT: Billie Piper
REQUEST: Her ex-boyfriend, now a washed up band boy has been, had
recently received bad press after he'd dumped her by fax. he came to
me to tip the balance in his favour by giving Ms.Piper a little
unwanted publicity.

ACTION: After bringing Billie under my control, I had her believe one
night she'd over done it with one too many slammer's at a club, (in
reality she was stone cold sober as the police breathtest would
reveal later), I had Billie wait outside a club and be collected by a
limo.
Half way thru the journey, I had induced her into thinking she was oh
so warm and no longer needed her clothes. She promptly stripped naked
in the back of the limo; next stage was to convince her she lived in
a house in just the right location for our task.

She ordered the driver to stop the limo in the early hours of the
morning; the driver left but not before he'd tipped off the press
that Ms.Piper was walking the streets of South London naked as the
day she was born.
In Billie's mind she lived in the terraced house, she just knew she
did, equalled she believed like Alice she was small enough to fit
thru any hole.
That's how they found Ms.Piper the following morning, her head stuck
thru a cat flap, her naked arse aimed right at a college where
several hundred male students were arriving.
Teenage guys being teenage guys it made for interesting viewing as
they discovered her.
Even more so, when the householder coming downstairs in the morning
to be greeted by the sight of a naked Billie looking up at him
trapped in his cat flap.
It was at this moment, I had programmed Billie to become aware of her
surroundings just as the press and media arrive to report on the
naked Ms. Billie Piper, leaving several male college students (and
two female students) to make a quick get away, but not before they
checked out how tight Billie's holes really were, apparently there is
still a homemade video of there examination still doing the rounds.

RESULT: Billie being invited on TFI Friday to be interviewed on the
mystery of her night out and how she managed to end up naked on
Friday morning with her head stuck in a cat flap.
Billie as a result of the interview eventually becomes the new
Mrs.Evans, like they say there's no such thing as bad publicity..


SUBJECT: Claire Goose
REQUEST: I recently received a visitor at my club - a student doctor
named Mark - who put to me an exceptionally tempting proposition.
He'd been looking for an expensive birthday present for a friend and
another young doctor named Stuart, and, it quickly became apparent,
one that he could share as well.

Stuart claimed to be a regular viewer of my web site - the site upon
which I broadcast my previous conquests for an eager audience.
Apparently (or, rather appropriately) Stuart and his friend Mark had
been big fans of Claire Goose for a few years (for all the wrong
reasons) right from her being a nurse in "Casualty" to her role as a
police officer in "Waking the Dead".
They regularly castigated the absence of nurses of that calibre in
the real NHS, (and for that matter in the police service) and, to cut
a long story short, Stuart wanted to hire Ms.Goose for the evening as
a treat for his friend at his birthday party.

Unknown to them it was also a excellent opportunity to broadcast the
evenings events live on the web, placed around the club were 23
wireless web-cams with software that sensed motion and started
recording instantly.

I spend our "sessions" in the control room on the first floor of the
club.


ACTION: It was pitifully easy to reactivate Claire Goose, since my
last `connection' a few years ago, I'd given her back apparent
freedom, even to get a boyfriend and dump him.
But I made sure she had felt compelled from time to time, quite out
of character, to pose for several 'Lads' magazines - all tight tops,
cleavage and micro-skirts.

One word was all it took.

One word by phone to a Claire's mobile in the middle of a London's
busy Bond Street and she was all mine again, she just stopped in her
tracks and waited for me.

I had her collected by limo from a street corner (I liked her to be
taken for a cheap whore) and brought immediately to my club in
London's East End, where the birthday boy Stuart and Mark and about
20 invited guests were all waiting for Ms.Goose.

Claire is a beautiful blond, slim and wearing something quite
suitable.

In fact she'd been wearing this in the street when I regained control
of her mind.

A grey hoody, a tight tank black top and a pair of lycra shorts
adorned her phenomenal figure; all complemented by a fantastically
kinky pair of boots that finished at her knee.

Oh and course a pair of silver handcuffs that were slapped over her
wrists as soon as she sat in my limo.

Just for effect..

No sooner than the doors of the club were closed, I gave Claire back
the use of her mind....
But not of her body.....

"W-Where the fuck am I?" she said.

Claire's confusion is intensified when my client Mark and his guest
of honour Stuart stepped forward; the latter of whom I presented with
the key to her silver handcuffs.

A broad smile crosses Stuart's face as he eyes the merchandise, his
birthday present for the night.

An actress called Claire Goose..

Beside him, Mark looking equally impressed, signs an exaggerated
disapproval.

"Oh no, that won't do at all, somehow I suspect you're altogether too
overdressed for this occasion little Miss Goose."

Claire's eyes widened as a pair of scissors are produced.

She tries to move only to find her body unresponsive to her
commands.

But she soon finds a vocal protest is her only option.

"NOOO! Look what the fuck are you doing, what am I doing here?"

Her voice is shaky, her helplessness becomes very evident as the
birthday boy Stuart removes Claire's hoody with the four large snips
of a large pair of silver scissors.

"Let me GOOOOO" Claire screams in his face.

"Come on Claire, that's not the attitude we want to see, we're just
wanna see what you've been hiding, like you beautiful neck" the two
men laugh.

Stuart raised his hand and slapped Claire hard across her face,
Claire looked shocked the red handprint still visible on Claire's
cheek.

"You see Claire, you pose for all this magazines, but you only show
so much, you tease us Claire and you know what happens to teases
don't you Claire"

"Time marches on Claire, time for your unveiling"

Stuart starts to cut away Claire's tight black tank top.

"Ahhhhh!"

"Scream away, slut, the whole club is soundproofed, not that anyone
would want to help you anyway, your screams Claire only add to your
performance."
Snip by snip, the majority of the black tank top material is sliced
away and falls to the floor, Claire's tears falling down onto her the
bra-covered breasts now revealed to the entire club, breasts almost
too large for such a small frame.
Out of the corner of her eye, Claire can see one of the men taking
pictures with a digital camera.

Claire's tear filled baby blue eyes look straight into the man's
eyes, searching for a common humanity.

"That's a lovely bra you've wearing Claire, lovely mmm black with
that lovely lace, but somehow I think it's more decorative than
practical, but you must spend a long time thinking about what to wear
for us Claire"" laughed Stuart.

"FUCK OFF you sad bastards" spat back Claire.

"Wrong answer Claire" Stuart said.

Stuart and the birthday boy move in on Claire until their faces are
right in front of Claire's, grinning broadly at her, Stuart's hand
tight around her throat, pressing tightly..

In reality Claire was coming to no harm, but neither Claire, Stuart
nor the birthday boy knew that.

As Stuart pressed, Claire's eyes appeared to bulge, the veins in her
neck started to rise..

"Tell me Claire, you're a doctors daughter, how long would I have to
hold your throat like this to cause permanent brain damage?" Stuart
laughed into Claire's face.

Claire's shoulders try to move, but her body remains immobile.

Stuart releases Clare's throat and she grasps for air.

"Little out of breath are you Claire, we thought you were fit" the
men and assembled club laugh.

" Don't worry Claire, just slowly Claire take a nice big deep breath,
that will help you get your breath back".

A look of amazement comes over Claire's face, as her chest and in
turn her large bra encased breasts rise of there own free will or
rather should I say by my control.."

"No No No Claire, when will you learn we are trying to help you,
trust us we're doctors now take a deep breath, Claire, now breath in.
fill those lungs of yours."

Claire could feel the blush rise from his breasts to her face, as her
chest fully expanded, and in turn forcing her ample breasts to stand
straight out".

"Now Claire bring your arms him either side of your breasts" Mark
said clearly savouring every moment of power.

Her body as if by remote control brought her arms into the sides of
her breasts.
Fight as she may Claire couldn't stop as her two arms pushed her big
breasts together between them, making her breasts mounds bulge over
the tops of her black bra-cups..

Claire had never been so humiliated in her whole life.

"Very good Claire, you're proving to be a very good model" Stuart
laughed.

All Claire knew was she was at the mercy of these two men and her
body seemed intent on increasing her own humiliation, Claire could
feel the eyes burning into her, not only that of Stuart and Mark, but
there assembled guests seated at tables around the stage area.

"Now Claire put your hands together behind your neck."

"Look, you don't have to do this......You can't. Please........"

Stuart's reply was as instantaneous as it is cold.

"Alright Claire we'll save your energy for the moment, you're going
to need it, we've got a surprise guest for you later and we want to
keep it in the family for you"

Whattt?" said Claire.

Claire knew she had to make a break for it, but try as she might she
couldn't move.

She knew she had to get away, to preserve his modesty, she said to
herself, it's alright she'd done bikini top shots before for lad's
magazines, she could get away with pictures of this appearing, all
she had to do was persuade them to stop this humiliation

"Claire I'm sure I speak for every guy in this club, ever since we
first saw you on screen or in a magazine, we've all wanted to wank
over your face".

Stuart went behind Claire and tenderly kissed her now bare shoulders
and looked down on her large white and thought to himself, this bitch
doesn't even sunbathe topless.

"You see Claire" Stuart came around to face Claire once again.

"Now, we've got you helpless, I've stripped your top away, and now
I'm going to strip you naked".

A huge roar came up from the whole club, Claire's tears started to
fall once again, her large breasts heaved, making 20 hard-on's in the
club grow even harder.

"Time to reveal what you're got Claire....."

Claire looked down in horror as the scissors moved to her bra strap.

"Or maybe we should allow you Claire to expose yourself to us?"

A roar of approval came from the audience

"Yeah Claire why not let those little nimble fingers of yours remove
that lovely black bra of yours"

"Nooooo" Claire sobbed as she saw, but couldn't feel as her fingers
in true Adams family style began to move of there own accord. those
errand fingers reached along Claire's white shoulder and slid the
tips of Claire's fingers underneath the black bra on her right
shoulder.

Claire looked down in horror as her own fingers betrayed her...

"Claire have I told you you've got lovely shoulders" Stuart laughed.

Claire's fingers oh so slowly lifted the bra strap away from her
pearly white skin and finally pulled it up over her right shoulder.

For there trouble, Claire's fingers recently a round of applause as
they pulled the black bra strap down until it just hung loosely
against her Claire's right arm and in doing so peeled back the top
inch of her bra cup.

"My my my Claire, what a sight.. We really must have a record of
this" Stuart said as one of his friends from the audience recorded
the event on a digital video camera.

Tears rolled down Claire's cheeks and onto her semi exposed right
breast.

What would she do if that video ever became public, what would happen
if her mother or father or sister saw it.
Unknown to Claire, tonight's event was already being broadcast live
on the net, every moment of Claire's exposure was being seen live..

"Now Claire, the other bra strap, we wouldn't want it to feel lonely
would we." Stuart said, "That's it.. just move your fingers up to
your shoulder".

Claire with all her might, couldn't stop her fingers as they slowly
moved the left bra strap down over Claire's shoulder, leaving both
straps hanging and so near to exposure time.

Claire really was as pretty as a picture; her long blonde hair felt
onto her fully exposed shoulders, all her pearly white skin from her
shoulders down to the tops of her breasts was
now exposed.

The video camera zoomed in on the sight of Claire Goose's oh so big
breasts now just sitting there, waiting to be fully exposed against
her will, the cups of her black bra only just supporting her large
breasts

"Come on Claire, shoulders back and smile for the camera" Stuart
laughed and right on cue completely against her will Claire's lips
broke into a smile and her bare shoulders went back exposing for the
first time the tops of Claire's areolas".

As soon as it had started Claire's smile fell away and she started to
sob.

"Claire I'm disappointed in you, I thought you were going to co-
operate with his, I guess I'll just have to finish the job myself"
from behind his back Mark produced the pair of silver scissors and
handed them to the birthday boy Stuart.

"Time for your unveiling Claire" Mark said. "Since you're so
reluctant to show us, we'll have to do the honours and show us what
your bra has been hiding? Stuart if you please."

Stuart came forward and with one brief snip to the back, Claire's bra
fell away.

WHHHOOOOOOAAA!!! All the men (and a few women) in the club cheered.

Claire Goose was now topless, unable to command her arms to cover her
modesty.

Her prize breasts now fully on display, the plump, light cherry
colored nipples now bared.

Claire's breasts are spectacular...round and perfectly shaped.

Quite often tits the size of Claire's would hang down once there
released from their support, but Claire Goose's did not..

They stood out on their own, almost perfectly round, protruding ever
so slightly towards her nipples, Claire's areolas were large and
slightly darker than her skin.

Claire was sobbing as if there were no tomorrow, since she'd been a
teenager, Claire had always been self conscious about here large
breasts and how they make her feel.

Her family was a strict but loving one, in their house, she and her
sister were under very strict rules...no make up, no miniskirts, no
two-piece bathing suits, and no skimpy underwear.

Now she was on display for over 20 baying men.

The man with the digital camera stepped forward, snapping close-ups
of Claire's torso, face and breasts.

More hoots and hollers went up from the crowd. Carrie wanted to run
away and hide forever but knew that was no way she could do it, her
legs refused to move.

Stuart stepped forward as well, as if to receive his birthday
present.. Her.

He straight went to her Claire's nipples and started to roll them
between his fingertips.
Stuart ignored Claire 's sobs and squeezed her exposed breasts,
lifting them as though he was some E.U inspector going to weight them.

Stuart slid his tongue over her Claire's left nipple and slowly
sucked and then bit her nipple.
For full effect for the camera's he finally pressed his face between
her Claire's big tits.

"WOO WOOO WOOO" went the male crowd.

"I hope these are real Claire? but hey I'm a doctor I should know,
mmmm let me see, well no scars visible there, but I know a good way
to tell, you just squeeze them together like this and see if they
feel the same, then you have to check the nipples Claire, you need to
pinch them HARD, like this.."

"Arrrrr" Claire said feeling as if this was a bad dream and she's
wake up at any moment.

Stuart stood back and admired her handiwork.

"Yes in my professional opinion, they're real," he laughed, "Come on
guys" he said to the audience don't feel left out, those tits are all
yours.

The men came up one by one, to have the photograph taken with Claire,
some held her breasts, others pulled on her nipples, some licked
them, some wrote on them and all she could do was stand there and
take it, she was totally unable to move..

Claire's stomach lurched when visions entered Claire's mind of these
pictures finding there way into the pages of the 'Daily Sport' or
numerous men's magazines or online, she'd seen what had happened to
Jordan and Suzanne from Hearsay.

I don't like to boast but they too were all my own work.

The last man retook his seat after pressing his hard cock into her
lycra covered arse and getting a photo of it as at the same time he
groped her large breasts.
All was now ready for the next part of the birthday celebration,
Claire's shame was almost unbearable......

Kneeling down Stuart sits in front of Claire's waist, hooking the
silver scissors into Claire's lycra shorts.

"P-Please.....don't.....I'll do anything-"

Stuart looks up at Claire's blue eyes, overflowing with tears, and
responds without an ounce of sympathy.

"You'll do that anyway."

The blade sliced away at her short band of her black lycra shorts,
leaving Claire dressed only in those lacy black panties..

The moment of truth had nearly arrived...Claire Goose, who said she'd
never do a nude scene, was about to be completely naked in front of a
room full of men.

With all her might, Claire tries to resist, but found she was unable
to move even a muscle.

She had always sworn never to do a nude performance.

Now she has no choice.....

Stuart knelt down in front of her almost naked actress and hooked his
fingers in the waistband of Claire's black lacy panties and pulled
them down Claire's smooth legs.

Stuart was the first in the room to see the sparse blonde hair above
Claire's pussy.

"She's a real blonde guys" the whole room cheered, Claire looked down
at the same guy with the digital video camera and then found she
could move her head to the right, just in time to see the image of
the sparse blonde pubic hair above Claire's pussy on a large plasma
television screen situated on the club's wall.

If any of the club's patrons were to look as closely as Stuart was,
they'd see that the turf of blonde pubic hair hardly covered anything
and that Claire's now exposed pussy lips were slightly gaping.

Claire heard cheers again as the television screen showed her almost
hairless pussy, Stuart cupped her Claire's pussy tightly, which
produced a new wave of cheering from the audience and more sobs from
Claire.

Mark came up behind Claire and his hand down the side of her ribs,
then up to Claire's large breasts, squeezing them tightly, fingering
Claire's now erect nipples.

Stuart on camera for the audience eased his finger between Claire's
pussy lips.

The chant went up "In. out.in .out" like some demented boat race..

Stuart obliged forcing his finger on camera, in and out of Claire's
tight pussy in time to the chants.

"Whoa we've got a tight one here Mark" Stuart laughed.

Mark pulled Claire's blonde hair aside and began to kiss the back of
her neck.
Claire gave a loud gasp and stiffened, but Mark could hear her
breathing was erratic.
Mark moved his left hand and moved it slowly down across Claire's
stomach until he came down to her thighs and slowly began to rub up
and down the inner parts of her Claire's thighs.

"Turn round and kiss me Claire", as if on auto pilot and still
against her will,Claire turned and reluctantly offered him her lips,
Mark fastened his mouth on Claire's and gave her a very thorough
Frenchie, Claire's tongue making it's way Into Mark's mouth.

Mark joined Stuart in a kneeling position in front of Claire's
exposed pussy, the doctors could see Claire had a prominent mound
with two fleshy outer lips which were just showing a tight but wet
groove.

"Claire" said Stuart, "I want you to spread your thighs".

Claire gave out a loud sob, but as if by magic began to spreadiher
thighs causing her wet groove to part and revealing to both Stuart
and Mark and the camera the first look at the pink of Claire's inner
lips.

"Now Claire remember we are doctors so you can trust us" they laughed.

"Now we don't have our medical instruments here, so we want you to
take your fingers and open your pussy for us" Claire's hands went
straight to her pussy and spread her outer lips".

"Claire, I wonder what your sister would think of you standing there
naked and holding your pussy wide open for two strange doctors to
look at",the whole room laughed.

Claire just shuddered and wondered why they had mentioned her sister?.

Things were beginning to happen down there whether Claire wanted them
to or not.

Stuart used his fingers to spread Claire's outer lips and for the
first time her Clitoris was it was exposed to the camera and as it
was a cheer went up.

Claire's pussy was now impaled on Stuart's long fingers, gaping open;
he removed his fingers from her pussy and brought them to Claire's
lips.

"Claire suck your pussy juice off my fingers" Stuart said.

Claire went red in the face tying to resist my will, but all to no
avail, the camera caught it all as Claire looked at Stuart in
absolute horror and shook her head violently and as Stuart wound his
hand in her blonde hair and he pulled her face closer to his fingers.

Claire's pink tongue came out and submissively began to clean
Stuart's fingers of her own girl juices, Claire's face on the plasma
screen was a picture, bright red and unable to prevent a look of
utter revulsion on her face.

Claire was in a state of utter shock, but the best for the birthday
boy Stuart was yet to come.

"Now Claire, don't say we're not full of surprises"

Stuart held up a long silver tube in front of Claire's face.

"Now do you see that cage over there that's covered by a red
curtain?"

Claire said nothing.

Mark pulled hard on Claire's long blonde hair"

"Yessssss" Claire shouted.

"Good because we've got a little surprise in it for you" Stuart
said, "Mark remove that curtain"

Mark walked over to the large cage and pulled away the curtain,
Claire could see there was a blonde girl of about 17 inside the cage;
she was dressed in a white bra and what seemed like a plaid skirt,
the girl with a hood over her head and with the same sort of silver
handcuffs as Claire had worn.

Mark unlocked the cage door and led the near naked girl over to stand
in front of Claire.

"Claire we thought you might be lonely there, I mean the only girl on
stage, so decided to bring you a little company" with that Stuart
removed the hood from the girl.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO" said Claire; Claire had reason to be upset, the
girl standing in front of her was Claire's younger sister Sara.

"What are you fucking doing you fucking sick perverted bastards"
Claire screamed at them.

Claire looked at her sister standing in front of her.

Sara looked as if in a trance; her long blonde hair was done up in a
ponytail, all she was wearing was a white bra, a plaid school skirt,
all topped off by a red ball gag in her mouth (no it wasn't for comic
relief) Stuart undid the silver handcuffs.

"If you touch her I WILL KILL YOU" screamed Claire at the men.

"Claire you know we can do anything we want", to illustrate his point
Stuart's hands made there way up Sara's thighs upwards and flipped
her plaid skirt up to Claire's eyes to reveal Sara's taut little
panty-clad arse.

Claire's eyes were doing the job her body could not do, a look of
revenge and hatred against them, that would of had them rolling on
the ground in pain, that was if Claire could have her way at this
moment.

If there was one thing, that Stuart loved and that was a nice tight
little arse, Jo-Lo wide expanse did nothing for him.

Just give him a tight little arse in a student nurses uniform or for
that matter a 6th former like Sara.

"Claire" Stuart asked, "When was the last time you saw your sister
naked?"

"You fucking bastard you will pay for this I will hunt you down and
I'll..".

"TEMPER TEMPER Claire" Stuart shouted back at the actress, "I think
you need to learn a little bit of patience" Stuart laughed.

"Just watch" with that Claire found she could neither move nor now
speak; all she could do was watch as that bastard touched her younger
sister.

"So then Claire" Stuart asked again, "When did she last see your
sister naked?" the whole room seemed to laugh at her. Claire knew she
hadn't seen her sister naked since she was a kid, Claire had left
family home in Norfolk when she 16.

"Cat got your tongue Claire" Stuart laughed, "I guess I'll just have
to update your since your sister entered puberty, after all I am a
doctor", with a finger Stuart flipped again Sara's plaid skirt up
again, teasing the assembled men with glimpses of her white panties.

Stuart took his index finger and lightly stroked the front crotch
panel, tracing Sara's soft pussy lips thru the thin cotton of her
panties. Stuart could feel what seemed like that Sara only had, like
her elder sister a sparse covering of pubic hair.

Claire could see, in the only function she had left of free will in
her body, that Stuart had began humping against Sara's arse, pressing
his cock against her cotton panties.

"You see Claire" Mark said, "We can do this the easy way or the hard
way, now Claire I'm going to give you back the power of your voice
and get your answer".

"YOU FUCKKKKING BASTARD WHEN I GET OUT OF HERE I'LL KILL YOU IF YOU
DO ANYTHING TO HER" Claire shouted back at the top of her voice.

"Ok Claire hard way then" Mark said and with that Claire once again
lost the power of her voice, "Over to you birthday boy".

"STUART, STUART, STUART" the guys shouted as if they were at a
football match.

Stuart slipped his hand under the tight elastic of Sara's white
panties and rubbed the teenagers arse cheeks, he tried to slip a
finger into her arse, but even in a trance Sara was too tight for his
finger.
This was the moment Stuart had waited for, he undid his zip and with
his right hand fished out his hard cock and started to push it
between her Sara's thighs.
"You Claire, I neglected to bring my thermometer, so I guess I'll
just have to use something else" Stuart smiled as he said, "I wonder
if your sister is a virgin?"

Claire watched as Stuart unclipped Sara's plaid skirt and watched as
it fell down to her sister's feet, revealing to Claire's eyes the
obscene vision of Stuart's large cock nested between Sara's crotch,
it's Cockhead peeping out just below Sara's panty covered pussy lips.
Stuart felt Sara's cotton panties rubbing against his hard cock, the
warm swelling of her teenage pussy lips against his cock. Stuart
thought that while Sara may be in a deep trance and completely aware
of her surroundings, there was no doubt that Sara's body was
responding to the stimulation.

Claire tried in vain to shut out the sound of her sister's heavy
breathing, watching as Stuart stroked Sara's tight pussy thru her
panties. Sara seemed to push down on Stuart's hard cock, his fingers
found her clit, he could now feel her wetness thru the white cotton
material.

Claire began to feel felt giddy, as Mark kissed and licked her neck.
She could see Stuart slip a finger under Sara's white bra and then
began to fondle her large breasts through her bra. Claire's younger
sister Sara was a really cute teenage girl, slim and blonde like
Claire, but with a tan, but also like Claire, one of Sara's best
attributes were her breasts.

Big beautiful breasts... 17 and already a C-cup... Sara was now
dripping wet in her white cotton panties, Sara seemed to be
completely in the grip of her fantasy that I had placed in her head,
Gareth Gates must be a really lucky guy..

Sara had no idea where she was at that moment she was on a date with
Gareth Gates.

Sara may of not had any idea where she was, but Claire did.

Mark slipped his hand between Claire's legs and started to play with
Claire's clit, picking up his pace as Claire's moaning increased,
knowing that Claire was being forced to watch as her sister was on
the verge of being fucked in front of her own eyes and she was
powerless to do anything about it, most shameful of all Mark found
that Claire's body was getting turned on by it.

What Claire didn't know that I was in charge of her body and was
completely at my will..

Claire felt Mark's fingers leave her now very wet pussy, seconds
later Claire became aware of Mark fingers as he knelt in front of
Claire and spread the lips of her wet pussy and slowly slid his
finger in and out of Claire's pussy.

Claire looked down and saw a strange glint by Mark's ear, he seemed
to be wearing something that looked like a pair of headphones, Claire
looked again and saw Stuart was wearing the same thing, then she
spotted it, it was a tiny remote camera, her heart sank.

Now everyone could see her most inner most pink secrets and knew that
Stuart and his camera would be seeing the same secrets of her sisters
body.

Mark and Stuart swapped places, Mark started to fondle Sara, unlike
Stuart he was intend on stripping the girl, Mark pulled Sara's
panties down and exposed her tight teenage pussy with a wisp of
blonde public hair above her pussy lips.

"Yes Yes Yes " shouted the crowd.

Mark dipped his finger into Sara's tight and wet honey pot, then drew
his hand from Sara's wet pussy and using his index finger left a wet
glistening trails of girljuice over Sara's lips, with one hand (he'd
done this before) he unclipped Sara's bra and revealed Sara's large
teenage breasts.

"Fuckkkkkkkk look at the size of themmmmmmmmmm" shouted the crowd

Claire looked down at her sister's slender teenage body, seeing for
the first time perfect pink pussy lips covered in a fine blonde down,
her breasts firm and round and about the same size as her own.

Mark pushed Sara onto the ground and spread her legs, the girl gasped
as Mark lifted her legs onto his shoulders and began to eat her out
her smooth pussy, licking up and down her slit, then flicking around
her clit with the tip of his tongue, turning Sara over Mark forced
his tongue into Sara's arse crack, burying his face between her
teenage arse cheeks licking her arsehole.

Mark now naked got on his back, his large hard cock up and ready for
action.

"Sara come and sit on my cock", as if someone had a remote control
Sara stood up like a Thunderbirds puppet and walked over to Mark,
Claire watched in horror as her sister took Mark's cock in her hand
and climbed over and above Mark's hard cock.

"Well Claire" whispered Stuart into Claire's ear, "We'll soon find
out if you sister is a virgin and you're going to watch it all".

Claire began to cry uncontrollably as her sister Sara, got on top of
Mark and positioned her pussy above his cock, "Sit on my cock Sara"
Mark said, obeying his commands to the letter.

"Why can't you be like your sister Claire" Stuart whispered into
Claire's ear.

Sara began to push against the head of Mark's cock squeezing into
Sara's very tight pussy,Claire could nearly half of Mark's cock slide
into her sister, "Well she was a virgin Claire" Mark laughed.

Claire could see her sister's cheeks and chest were flushed a bright
pink colour, her firm breasts beginning to move in time to her first
fuck.

Mark looked as his eight -inch cock stretched and disappeared into
Sara's pussy.

Claire could see her sister Sara's mind may be on autopilot, but her
body certainly wasn't. Sara moved up and down Marks cock, her tight
wet no longer virgin teenage pussy now engulfing his cock.

Mark knew he couldn't take much more of her tight pussy as he felt he
was beginning to cum.

Mark pulled out.

"Sara suck me" Mark shouted at Claire's sister, now in full
Thunderbird mode Sara moved up Mark's chest and gripping his cock
with her right hand, Sara moved her head down and took the tip of
Mark's cock into her mouth, 'Oohh yeahhh', Mark moaned he began to
move his hips against Sara's tongue.

It has always amazed me the power of the mind, with one thought I
made Sara believe she'd been giving head for years, when in reality
this was only her second time. I got Sara to move her head back a bit
and Mark began to pump the back of my Sara's throat.

Sara's tongue flickered against around Mark's cockhead, stroking the
underside of Mark's cock, Mark pulled out of Sara's mouth, something
inside of Sara made her try to move her face away, but it was too
late and Mark spurted all over her Sara's face.

Sara gasped as Mark's hand wrung out the rest of the cum along the
length of his cock, cum shooting out from his hard cock spraying Sara
over her face.

The first shot hit her just under her nose, splattering the side of
her face, hitting her blonde hair and neck, droplets of Mark's cum
dribbled off Sara's cheeks and onto her large breasts.

Claire's heart heaved at the sight she'd just seen, holding his cock
in his fist Stuart whispered into Claire's ear, "I've been waiting
for this moment for so long Claire"

"Now what will it be arse or pussy Claire" as much as she wanted to
tell him to go, to leave her, so she could run to her sister and
comfort her, Claire opened her mouth but nothing came out, no words,
not even a sound, she had been rendered mute..

"Alright Claire, I'll decide for you, this will be going in your
arse."

Stuart stood behind Claire pushed into Claire's arse, with his right
hand he spread Claire's arse cheeks, he pushed forward with all his
might, his friend on his knees beside him recoding it all on the
digital video camera.

Claire was too tight

"Well Well Claire, what do we have here. a virgin hole" Stuart mocked
Claire as he nibbled her ear, Claire could hear catcalls coming from
the audience she tried to cut them out of her mind, while she seemed
to have no control of her body, Claire could feel every move that
Stuart made and she was powerless to resist.

Stuart took his left hand and spat into it and got his cock head and
massaged the spit into and then forced his now wet fingers over
Claire's arsehole, Stuart then dipped his finger into Claire's pussy
swirling it around like he was stirring a cup of coffee or tea.
Stuart took his finger and held it under Claire's nose.

"Guess where that finger is going Claire?" and with that eased his
finger up into arsehole, Claire could feel her pussy begin to tingle
as Stuart forced his way into Claire, making her arse cheeks wobble
with every movement.

"Now Claire how about a little game of Bullseye?".

Stuart eased his cock head into Claire, pushing her to the floor with
the momentum; her face forced to the floor, her nose pressed against
the carpet, her long blonde hair fanned around her like some natural
blanket.

Claire had never felt such pain; it felt like someone was forcing a
red-hot poker into insides, but there was nothing Claire could do to
avoid his aim.

Claire squealed in pain as Stuart pushed himself into her arsehole,
his grip tightening as he pushed into her virgin arse, his large cock
taking Claire's breath away.

With only one thought I had Claire (and much to her disgust) begin to
move her hips against Stuart's thrusts.

Stuart's strong hips pushed back and forth, with one swift moment he
pulled his cock from Claire's arsehole and pressed his cockhead
against Claire's pussy lips from behind and pushed, Stuart's thrusts
forced Claire's large breasts to spread out from under her, she could
feel the carpet burns developing across her breasts as Stuart
continued to slam into Claire.

Holding on to Claire's curvy hips, her whole body moving to and fro
with each thrust.

Clare could feel Stuart's cock beginning to spasm in her pussy, with
his right hand Stuart brought his hand around Claire's soft right
breast, pulling it out fully from under her body, Stuart plucked her
nipple between his thumb and index finger, making it erect in
seconds.

I had given Claire some movement back to aid Stuart's climax, (I like
to please my clients) Claire's eyes widened as she felt the change
and desperately tried to throw Stuart off her.

Claire began to struggle, but Stuart pressed hard into Claire,
rubbing against her cervix.

Stuart knew was very near, he pushed his cock deep into Claire and
with a yell that drew a cheer, shot his cum deep into Claire's womb.

Stuart pulled out and got up, his cock still dripping cum, he looked
between Claire's legs and saw his cum beginning to pool out of the
actresses pussy, Claire shuddered, it seemed that her whole body had
begun to tremble.

"Up Claire" as if she was on strings from some invisible puppeteer,
Claire got up on knees and pulled herself up and stood in front of
Stuart, the actress looked crushed and frightened.

Stuart gave Claire a sharp slap on her arse

"Cheer up Claire, now just calm down we just have a one more little
task for you, complete that and you and your sister are free to go"
Stuart said.

At this moment Claire just wanted to kill Stuart and Mark.

Claire looked on as Mark walked Sara over to stand by her sister, she
could see the remains of Mark's cum still all over her sister's face.

Mark seemed fascinated with Sara's big firm swaying teenage tits;
using both hands he grabbed both tits, squeezing them as hard as they
could.

"Mmmm breasts this size must run in the family, I wonder if there
real, I suppose we could perform a little operation and open them up
and see" Laughed Mark.

Claire knew they were serious and knew that she had no choice to do
what they said, suddenly as should as she thought that Claire
realised that she could move freely again.

"We see your back with us, now as I was saying there's one little
task we want you and your sister to perform for us" Stuart said.

"What is it?" Claire said.

"Well it's a bit like a party game and since this is my birthday
party. all we want you to do is stand here, back to back with your
sister, a few inches apart.and bend over and grab your ankles."

Claire was trapped; she knew this could be her only way out.

She could run or stay and protect her younger sister.

Claire moved into position, grabbing her ankles, causing her arse to
stick out, she was also aware that in this position, her arsehole and
slit were now on display.

Claire could see her sister's head as they moved her into position,
Claire looked into her sister's vacant eyes, as Sara was put into
position.

Claire winced as Stuart's cold hands touched her now sweaty back and
pulled the sisters backwards until their arse cheeks and pussy slits
met and were touching each other.

Claire wanted for all the world to run, but she knew she couldn't and
leave her sister here at the mercy of these perverts.

Mark pulled Claire an inch away from her sister.

It was then Claire saw the silver tube again, just as Stuart slit the
metal tube in between and wedged it between each set of the sister's
pussy lips, producing gasps from both of the sisters.

"Now Claire, you need to stay in this position for 10 minutes after I
say go, now don't let me down. I've got money on you, if you move and
the tube falls, I'll lose my bet and you'll really really regret it"
Stuart said .

"Oh I forgot to tell you this.." Stuart said as he reached under them
and switched on a button that made the whole tube start to vibrate.

"Noooooooo" cried Claire.

"GO" shouted Stuart.

Claire could see that the majority of men in the club had gathered
around to watch Claire and her sister, they looked like they were out
for a day at the races and not this torture for Claire and her sister.

Claire moaned it had been only 2 minutes and she didn't think she
could stay in this position for 10 minutes, the long silver tube
inserted deep into both sisters.

Claire looked across at her sister as she saw some juices drip out of
her sisters pussy, Sara's large breasts hanging down now a easy
target for the men, who seemed to be using them as a punch bag.

Claire's groans turned to moans as the tubes vibrations began to work
on her, Claire could feel unseen hands pull on her breasts and tweak
her aching nipples.

Claire knew she was going to cum and knew she had to hide it, she
knew the feeling well, but hated in every way being exposed like this
and being used for the men's sport.

This was a nightmare as she could feel the mixture of the men's cum
and her own sisters juices begin to spread into hers, the wetter
Claire got, the more slippery the cylinder became and more the threat
of dropping it a possibility.

Stuart looked into Claire's face as he pointed the video camera at
her, her image filling the large plasma screen.

"Noooo. pleassse stop it. I'mm going to cumm.heelppp mee! AHHHH!!!"

Claire's body shook as she grabbed her ankles tighter and tighter to
try and keep from moving.

Her vibrations seemed to send her sister over the edge who cried out,
Claire's whole body tensed but her arse remained tight against her
sister's arse, she looked down behind and her legs and could see her
sisters pussy lips were covered in a mixture of hers and sisters
juices.

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" Well done Claire, time's up." Stuart said. "You just won me �1,000".

Claire let out a loud screaming orgasm and fell to the floor.

Claire walked over to where her sister laid curled on the floor, just
as Claire made it to her sister, she felt all control in her body
drain away.

She stood again, her own body no longer controlled by her.

" Well done Claire, well we lied, we couldn't let you go just yet
without a little. lezzie action"

Claire screamed and screamed as she and her sister were manhandled
together.
Stuart reached over and grabbed Sara's arm and dragged her towards
Claire.

The two girls were laying on the ground as Mark and Stuart moved
Claire around where Sara lay, he let Claire drop rolling Sara around
and put the two sisters together,tit-to-tit.

"MMMmmmm sister sandwich, I love it" laughed Mark.

"Now that really is as pretty as a picture," Stuart grinned.

The two sisters were still recovering from their 10 minute ordeal,
both were still panting,their long blonde hair plastered against
their faces, their bodies covered in sweat.

"Like we said Claire let's like to see a little lezzie show from you
and your sister," Stuart laughed.

Like a child's remote control toy, Claire's body began to move by
itself.

"Right Claire let's begin with some sisterly kissing to start,"
Stuart said, pushing Claire's face towards her sisters, he mashed
their faces together, as if by autopilot Claire began to french her
sister.

Every bone in Claire's body tried to stop, but it was hopeless...

Claire's face began to make its way down to her sister's breast as
Claire's tongue licked across her sister's nipple and began to suck.

"That's it Claire," Stuart said. "Now squeeze your sisters breasts,
squeeze Sara's breasts"

Like a robot and against her will, Claire's hands moved and pressed
themselves against her sister's breasts, squeezing and rubbing them.

The two sisters began to kiss each other, slipping their tongue's
into each other's mouths, squeezing each other's large breasts and
grinding their blonde pubes and pussies together.

Claire's and her sister scissored their legs together, forcing and
sliding their wet pussies right up against each other and grinding
them hard and fast.

Claire's only thought, remaining in her head that her sister would
never remember any of this.

Claire was right was she wouldn't remember any of it..

But neither would Claire..


End of Part One.

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