Author's Notes: As is usual to state on Literotica, everyone involved in sexual situations in this story is over the age of 18.
This story contains elements of hypnosis/mind control, and scenes of incestuous sex between a mother and son done under the influence of that. If you don't like stories like this, you've been warned, if you like it, hopefully this story won't disappoint you.
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"OK, we have about five minutes left before we can start," a young woman who was finishing preparing her camera equipment said. "Buuut, I'm basically done here, so we can do this right away, start a bit sooner. If you want to, of course."
"Just wait for a bit and we can start Tammy," an older woman replied to her as she repositioned herself on the large couch positioned in the middle of her spacious living room to make herself more comfortable, "I can call you that, right?"
"Of course," Tammy truthfully replied. "That's what we already agreed upon, so, don't worry. The more casual this is, the better."
"Great!" the woman exclaimed, before ordering a young man in the neighboring room, "Michael, come here, we're going to start shooting now."
"Roger that, Mom," the young man replied in a slightly annoyed tone of voice, which, in turn, did a good job of annoying his mother for a little as he sat himself next to her on the couch.
The young woman silently sighed to herself understandingly. This must've been far from a comfortable situation for him, and she doubted that she would feel much different were she in his place.
The reason for that was that the young man's mother was none other than Audrey Holmes. A huge film and TV star in her childhood and teenage years, whose shining light unfortunately very quickly dimmed after she had entered adulthood. The business can be quite ruthless, and a single badly chosen role can irreparably damage your career, as Audrey got to understand very well.
Not willing to try to fight to keep her career and successfully transition from a child star to an adult actress, as well as tired of annoying paparazzi and worthless tabloids chronicling her every move, she simply gave up on that life as she became a young adult, secure in the knowledge that she already had more money than she could ever hope to spend.
It seems fated that every middle-aged person will regret missed opportunities in their younger years, however, and Audrey was no exception. And so, after decades of media silence about her, during which she was almost forgotten by the public, fans, paparazzi, pop-culture watchers, and even some of her "fellow" celebrities were shocked to see that Audrey Holmes, that forgotten idol form their childhoods, was back.
Or, at least, was trying to be.
Unfortunately, she didn't manage to land a single role in any of the movies or TV series she showed an interest in. She was huge once, sure, but there had been a flood of younger talent since then, with none of the baggage she had. She did manage to convince one of her male co-stars from the old days, who turned from a mediocre-to-forgettable child actor into a quite successful film and TV producer and director, to give her a short, but thankfully speaking, one-episode role in the next season of the show he was currently working on, which she was slated to shoot in three months and which she could conceivably finish in a day, but that was nowhere near what she had wanted.
She did also start hanging out with a bunch of young-and-upcoming starlets, who seemed to be rather fascinated by the way her career had gone and the fact that she was trying to get back on the scene, and this, if nothing else, did put her back on the radar a little, in the sense that some cheap tabloids were talking about her again, but this, likewise, was not even near to what she had wanted and expected.
She wanted more.
Much more.
And because of that, she and Tammy were now staring at each other, as Tammy finished setting up her tripod and said, "OK, we're shooting. In three, two, one..." And just as she finished her countdown and turned the camera on, a strange, red light shot out of a small dark screen at the top of it, drawing the attention of the once-and-returning actress and her son.
They stared at it as if they had never seen anything like that before, and indeed they haven't. Those specially designed cameras were something that only Tammy's company was using.
However, there was also another reason why they were staring into the red light, and it had everything to do with what, exactly, Tammy's company was using those cameras for.
While other tabloids might be OK with trying to goad celebrities into spilling their secrets and embarrass themselves in interviews by tricky or unexpected questions, or trying to emotionally manipulate them, her employers decided to go much further in getting some trash to fill their pages with. Instead of hoping that at least a few of the famous people they were interviewing might fall for their tricks and give them some spicy content, they decided to simply make them give them any- and everything they wanted from them.
That was the reason why Tammy, a semi-professional hypnotist, was hired for this job, along with other practitioners of this art, ranging from amateur novices to professionals with decades of experience, and why the company paid for a special camera for each of them, custom made to fit their specific techniques and approaches to hypnosis.
She was still quite unsure of just how much the various celebrities who had at some point been interviewed by either her or her colleagues knew about what exactly was happening during those sessions, apart from the fact that the company published more risqué photos and quotes than the usual, but she knew that it was rather meaningless in the end. They generally barely remembered anything that had happened, and what ended up printed out almost always got them as much attention as they wanted, anyway.
As for those two, well, she was most likely about to find out soon.
Her technique was in full swing by now, with the mother and son duo dully staring into the crimson red, almost laser-like light emanating from that tiny black screen added to her camera.
Now, it was time for her to start pushing this forward.
"Aaand, we're on," Tammy announced. "You guys up for this?"
"Hell yeah," Audrey replied in a much more animated manner than the dull expression she had on her face just a moment ago would imply, seemingly waking both of them from the trance, before quickly adding with the smallest hint of the dullness from before. "Just give me a question, you can ask me anything Tammy."
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Oh, I know I can
," Tammy thought to herself with a knowing smile. "So, first question, get ready," she said, as Audrey theatrically stiffened and repositioned her body to brace herself for it. "And let's dive head-first right from the start. Are you happy with your current life?" Tammy asked, startling Audrey and Michael a little.
Then, Audrey laughed loudly.
"Well, to tell the truth, and this might make me sound like a bitch," she said, starting to reply to Tammy. "But, I've always been happy with my life. Content as well. Always was, still am, and probably always will be. Happy ever since I got picked for
We're Great Friends
when I was seven, and content ever since I learned how much I was to be paid for every single episode I appeared in. Ever since that, it just continued going like that."
