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Chapter 4 by wicker wicker

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Christina's new manager Ben looked at the entranced curvy bombshell. He had entranced her with a new device his cousin had invented and swirling patterns swirled over her face and were reflected in her eyes. Ben had told Christina it was a new type of camera.

He had come over early in the morning to bring her a fancy coffee drink as she wanted to meet in her home, and not come to his office.

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"Christina, can you hear me?"

"Yes," she said in a sleepy whisper.

"Good, when I snap my fingers, you go to your bedroom, strip then without putting any underwear on first put on a halter top and silk skirt and and the highest heels you can find. You will then spend the day shopping for a dozen pairs of sexy silk, satin, or lace panties then go to lunch then come back home. Understand?"

"Yes."

"When you are out shopping, if you see anyone smile at you or take your photo, you'll flash your tits at him. You won't know why you're doing it, and it will embarrass you but also make you horny. If you pass him, you'll flash your bare ass at him and feel the same way you did when you flashed your ass. You will not come back home until you have bought 12 pairs of panties from at least 6 stores and had lunch. You'll do all of this in Hollywood."

Ben knew the paparazzi was always out in Hollywood.

"Every time you flash your tits, you'll think of me titty-fucking you. Every time you flash your ass, you'll think of me spanking you and fucking you from behind. You'll invite me to stay here until you get back. If you hear me say the word 'bombshell,' you'll go back into this trance. You will also forget I showed you a camera. When you get home, you'll want to model your new panties for me, and that will make you very horny."

Ben turned off the device, packed it up in his back pack snapped his fingers.

"I'm going to go change," said Christina. "Make yourself at home and wait for me." She turnd and went upstairs.

"You're welcome for the coffee, bitch," whispered Ben. "Don't bother to reimburse me for you fucking $12 drink."

what happens next?

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