Angie and Gillian
Don’t read this if you’re under 18 and don’t try this at home. This is a
special treat for a
special lady before she leaves the Net for a while. Thanks also to Latin Hypno
for a pic he did that
helped inspire this. Angie, this is for you. Enjoy.
Los Angeles was such a great place to visit. The weather was nice and warm,
accommodations not bad and walking the streets was a nice pastime. All in all,
Angie was loving
lot, even if she wasn’t exactly here by choice.
It had been a while since Angelina Jolie had given a call to Angie but the
heard a phrase spoken over her phone, the leggy redhead had instantly felt total
obedience to the Oscar-winning actress, a state she had fallen into again and
again since she’d
been hypnotized by Angelina.
It was so strange for Angie to go through every day knowing deep down that
Angelina’s utter hypnotic slave but unable to do anything about it or tell
anyone about it. It wasn’t
a totally bad thing. She’d always been infatuated with Angelina and being able
to make love to her
as much as possible could never be a bad thing as the actress was insatiable in
However, Angelina could be just a tad too controlling, as was now as she
could call Angie
up and have her dump everything she had at work and her private life to come
over to L.A., just
so Angelina could have a “farewell fuck” before going off to work on a new movie
very least the actress could have done was to get Angie a return bus ticket
instead of leaving her
stranded and a bit strapped for cash in the heart of the major city.
So, Angie was walking the streets of L.A., trying to find a Western Union
spot to wire a
friend for some cash. She was working on the explanation as to why she was in
L.A. and needed
the money as she walked through a small shopping plaza. By pure happenstance,
she was walking
past the food court and glanced towards it, wishing she had enough money for a
big lunch. She
stopped in place, feeling an overwhelming sense of deja vu as a figure at a
nearby table caught her
Redheads aren’t too common, so seeing one was enough to get attention. That
was a brilliant red made it all the easier to stand out. Of course, it also
helped that she was very
attractive, a small mole on one cheek highlighting her professional perfection,
her small but
shapely form clad in a lovely pink top and dark skirt. She was chewing on a
salad and glanced
about, letting Angie see her full on.
Angie fought to keep her jaw from dropping. She couldn’t believe it. Less
than ten feet
away was the only woman on Earth besides Angelina who could get her wet just by
a TV screen: Gillian Anderson, now entering her ninth (and final) season of the
had always enjoyed the show, not because of the mystery or mythology but
Gillian. She had long
decided that if Gillian quit the show, she’d stop watching and indeed, her
presence was the only
reason she was watching the frankly lame eps of late.
Angie bit her lip to control herself, thoughts of her and Gillian together
She steeled herself, realizing that she belonged to Angelina and the actress
could be quite unique
with her punishments if Angie strayed in thought or deed. Angie managed a weak
turned to leave. God, she wanted to talk to Gillian so bad but she didn’t think
approve. Taking a breath to steel herself, Angie walked off, convinced she would
only be able to
talk about spotting Gillian to others.
She was nearing the Western Union office, which was set in a quiet corner
of the mall,
away from the usual hustle and bustle when she heard footsteps behind her. She
turned and was
stunned to see Gillian there. She was a bit smaller in person but Angie didn’t
really reflect on that.
She was just surprised to see such a big-name star coming after her.
Before she could open her mouth to ask, Angie’s eyes fell on Gillian’s and
younger woman felt a rush of relaxation come over her. There was something about
eyes, her deep, piercing green eyes that just seemed to draw Angie in, taking up
all of her
concentration and focus. They seemed to twinkle a bit as Gillian stared at her
and Angie felt
another touch of arousal come over her as they did.
A buzz entered her mind as if someone was poking around in her brain,
defenses but at the same time, making her feel safe and secure, that it was all
right and she
wouldn’t be hurt. A flash went through Angie’s mind, all her times with Angelina
her brain in a second but all she could truly see were those brilliant green
“I knew it,” Gillian intoned and Angie felt another thrill at hearing her
sounded so much more sultry than on the show. “The minute I saw you, felt you, I
knew you had
someone else with a hold on your mind.” She sighed. “So, Angelina is up to her
old tricks, huh?
You’d think someone who get themselves an Oscar could at least have a tad of
Angie was finding it hard to form words but tried. “You….see…..my
“Yeah,” Gillian smiled widely. “It’s a little gift I have. I used to think
it was just me and a
few others but I’ve been discovering something rather unique lately.”
Gillian’s smile took on a wicked tone. “Almost all redheads can do it. You
that, did you? Let me explain……what was your name?”
“Angie,” the younger woman whispered, her eyes unblinking as she stared
“All right,” Gillian nodded, giving her eyes another little twinkle. “Let
something, Angie. Redheads have a gift, a power, if you will. A power to control
want. Anyone at all, Angie, we can control anyone at all.”
Gillian looked Angie over, seeing a flush to her cheeks and a slight stain
near the front of
her skirt. “I’m guessing that’s an idea that appeals to you quite a bit, eh?”
“Yeah…..” Angie agreed. “It is…..”
“All right, we do have this power,” Gillian went on. “But this power must
be released by
someone in order to work, this power must be released by another redhead. And
since I’m the
only other redhead here….” She let that sly smile come back to her face.
“Would you like me to
release your power, Angie?”
“Yes….” Angie stammered, her lip quivering in anticipation of such an
“Good,” the actress said. “Look into my eyes, Angie. Deeper and deeper,
look deeper into
my eyes, Angie, look deeper and deeper, Angie, deeper and deeper…….”
“Yes, Gillian…..” Angie whispered, feeling herself becoming more and more
lost in those
“But,” Gillian said as Angie stared deeply into her. “To unleash your
power, deeper and
deeper into my eyes, to release your power, Angie, deeper and deeper into my
eyes, you must
reward me, Angie, deeper and deeper into my eyes. You want to reward me, don’t
Deeper and deeper into my eyes.”
“Deeper and deeper……Very well, Angie. To reward me, release your will,
deeper. Release your mind, deeper and deeper. Release your clothes, deeper and
“Deeper…..”Angie whispered, hoplessly lost now.
“Deeeeeper…..deeeeeper……deeeeeper……” Agnie helplessly intoned in
the same flat
voice she had been using all through the car ride from the mall to Gillian’s
daughter was apparently with a sitter and so Gillian had no trouble taking Angie
to her bedroom.
“Release your clothes…..” Gillian commanded, her green eyes boring into
the other woman no will whatsoever to resist her. Gillian had stepped into the
bathroom as soon
as the two were in the apartment, emerging dressed in a red robe with a nice dip
in the front and,
had it not been for those hypnotic eyes, Angie would be staring at the exposed
flesh. As it was,
Angie was going to be doing the exposing.
Angie’s hands drifted to her shirt, pulling it over her head to reveal her
naked top, her pert
breasts erect and ready, the nipples tight and Angie let out a long sigh as
Gillian’s fingers lightly
stroked her tits. She kept undressing, dropping her skirt to reveal her naked
pussy (Angelina felt
underwear took too much time and so had commanded her not to wear any). Angie
before Gillian, her eyes never leaving the green ones throughout it all.
Gillian nodded in approval, circling around Angie and appraising her. She
let her hands
slide up and down Angie’s ass, loving the moan the entranced woman let out.
Gillian came back
around and locked her eyes back on Angie’s, the younger redhead’s will
extinguished by the
power coming from Gillian’s mind. Without a word, Gillian reached to the red
robe and undid the
sash in the front. With a shrug, she let it drop into a pool at her feet,
revealing her gorgeous body.
Angie managed to break away from Gillian’s gaze to openly stare at “The X-Files”
star in all her
glory, her full and pointed breasts and red bush between those great legs
showing off fully and
making Angie wet.
Gillian looked at Angie again and spoke in a more commanding tone. “Release
to me, Angie……At least for tonight and then you’ll be free to control anyone
“Yes…..Gillian…..” Angie whispered.
With that, Gillian moved in, her arms moving around Angie’s body and to her
and squeezing the hard cheeks, causing Angie to moan loudly. The moan was cut
off as Gillian’s
lips pressed on hers and Angie felt a rush of pure lust come over her. Her hands
Gillian’s body, sliding up and down the shapely hips, loving how the actress’
tongue tangled with
her own, their lips coming together faster as they fell onto the bed.
Gillian pushed Angie down on the sheets, moving down her body, laying
kisses at her
nipples and her sunken belly before coming to her wet bush. She took a moment to
breathe in the
wonderful sexy smell of Angie’s sex before burrowing her face into it. Angie
couldn’t help but let
out a sharp loud gasp as she felt Gillian’s tongue probe into her, tickling her
clit and circling her
lips, her hands moving up and down Angie’s thighs, sending ripples of pleasure
through the young
woman. Angie’s groans grew louder as Gillian lapped away at her, tongue sliding
Angie’s pussy, driving the woman to pleasure she had never felt before with
anyone. Given how
she’d been wet ever since laying eyes on Gillian, it was no surprise that with a
shriek, Angie came,
her juices blasting outward and onto Gillian’s waiting mouth, the actress
swallowing and licking
every drop that came.
Gillian broke away and slowly slid up Angie’s body, pushing her chest into
The entranced woman instantly reached up and cupped the firm and full breasts,
giving them a
hard squeeze as she brought them to her mouth. She put one in her mouth and
suckled on it,
tongue tickling the nipple hard as she went at it, Gillian loving how the other
redhead was doing
it. She rubbed her body against Angie’s, their pussies rubbing together to give
each great pleasure
as Angie suckled on Gillian’s tits.
After a few minutes of tit-sucking, Gillian moved up, sliding herself onto
Angie’s face, her
pussy settling on the other woman’s mouth. Instantly, Angie started to jab
upwards with her
tongue, tickling Gillian’s clit as it dove in and out of her lips, licking all
around the red bush,
causing Gillian to moan in pleasure at it. She felt Angie’s hands slide up to
her ass, squeezing and
kneading the round cheeks to give herself better access at Gillian’s pussy and
turn her on too. It
was working well, Gillian moaning as she leaned back, her hands moving up to rub
at her own
tits, squeezing them hard as she slid around Angie’s face, letting her tongue
get at all of her.
“When I come,” Gillian managed to get out, knowing Angie would hear every
“When you feel my juices hit your face….it will unleash your own power, Angie.
You’ll feel my
power come on you and you’ll come as well and thus come into your power fully.
Just be ready,
Angie, be ready, be ready……!” Gillian shrieked as she came, her juices
splashing onto Angie’s
face and mouth, the woman swallowing it. Had she been fully awake, Angie would
have felt an
overwhelming awakening of her various senses, her mind more alive than ever
before. But all she
could feel was utter pleasure, pleasure that Gillian was about to return in
Angie’s eyes opened and it took her a moment to realize her entire
perceptions of life had
changed. She felt more charged, more alive, more attuned to her surroundings.
She could feel the
presence of people on the street and even trace thoughts of them and knew that
she could “push”
them a bit into doing something, anything, really, anything she wanted. She sat
up on the bed,
trying to control herself and the feelings ignited within her.
“Feels wild the first time, doesn’t it?” Angie turned to see Gillian
propping herself up on
one elbow, her breasts hanging beautifully over the sheets, a smile on her face
as she watched
Angie wake up to her new abilities.
“Holy shit,” Angie whispered. “I could do it, couldn’t I? I could
“Yep,” Gillian grinned. “Bet you’ve got something planned the next time you
“Yeah, I do,” Angie nodded. She looked at her fellow redhead and smiled.
“But for right
now, I think I want to submit one last time.” With that, she moved in, kissing
Gillian full on the
lips as they sank to the bed, Angie’s hand moving to Gillian’s clit. She would
use her new power
for fun, that was for sure. But for now, she wanted to showcase how, as Bruce
Springstien put it,
it took a redheaded woman to get the dirty job done.