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Life is a cabaret Teri Hatcher

by Anynom

Don't read this if you're under 18 and don't try this at home.

As I write this, Teri Hatcher is indeed in my hometown of Chicago in the lead role of "Cabaret." I haven't seen the production myself yet, but from what I hear, she's terrific in it. The idea suddenly came to me and I thought I'd share it with you all. Enjoy.

Any thoughts Teri Hatcher would have had over how easy stage acting would be had vanished by this point. A daily performance, twice on Saturday, was a lot harder than anything she had been used to on "Lois and Clark." But, things were pretty good. "Cabaret" was a great show and gave her a chance to change her career image. Plus, she got to hit Chicago in the summer instead of being caught in one of the city's infamous winters. At least now there was a good chance the audience would all show up before showtime.

Teri had gotten into the habit of leaving last after all her co-stars in the show. By the end of the exuberant performance, many of them were glad to just get out of makeup and go home. "Lois and Clark" had taught Teri the benefits of a little down time on set and she'd been using that. She didn't mind it really, it gave her a chance to dodge all the well-wishers outside. It wasn't that she disliked the fans, she just didn't have the energy to deal with autographs and well-wishers at this time of night.

She was sitting in front of the mirror, preparing to undo her makeup. She still wore her outfit from the shoe, a tight black Cabaret style dress with a dip in the cleavage, a thin nylon over her legs and plenty of titillation. Her short black hair was firmly pressed against her head in a move meant to enhance her image as a seductress. She was just preparing to do away with it all when she heard the dressing room door open.

The man who entered was in his thirties, dark haired, wearing a nice suit and a smile. His hands were behind his back as he gave Teri an appraising look. "Ms. Hatcher. A wonderful performance this evening."

"Yes, well, thanks, but I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask you to leave," Teri said. "This is off-limits to patrons." "My apologies, but I had to show you something," the man said. "By the by, my name is Gerald." "Wonderful. Look, Gerald, you can give the flowers and chocolate to the manager. I'm busy right now." Gerald made a tsking sound as he shook his head. "Hardly the most cordial greeting to a guest, Teri." "An uninvited guest, I'll point out. Look, pal, don't make me call security."

"I wouldn't dream of it," Gerald said. "Of course, you might not get the opportunity." He pulled his hands from behind his back and revealed an item about the size of a hand lamp. It was a large red and black spiral with a green center to it. Gerald flicked a switch and the spiral began to spin, the light in the center blinking on and off.

"What the hell is that?" Teri said, staring at the spinning spiral.

"Something to make you a little more compliant," Gerald said.

"Look, buddy, I don't know what you're trying to pull here, but this is ridiculous. I mean, there's no way that spiral of yours is going to do...anything...to me..." Teri's voice trailed off as her eyes widened slightly, fixed on the flashing spiral. The red and black circles collapsed towards the blinking green light, producing an effect that Teri couldn't fight against. She felt dizzy at first, then a wave of relaxation came over her mind as she felt the spiral swallow her up.

"Can you hear me, Teri?" Gerald said in a soft voice.

"Yes." Teri's voice was soft as she continued to stare at the spiral.

"Good, good. Now, Teri, you feel very good now. You continue to feel good as you stare into the spiral because the spiral makes you feel good."

"Yes...Spiral feels good."

"Yes, Teri, it does. Now, Teri, I own the spiral. I make you feel good. Anything I say makes you feel good. You want to continue to feel good, don't you, Teri?" "Yes...Please.."

"Then listen very carefully to me, Teri..."

Teri's eyes suddenly snapped open. She was standing on the main stage of the Shubert Theater, set up for the musical. The set was the club, the first several rows taken out and replaced with café tables. Gerald sat at a nearby table, observing her with a smile. A seductive smile came over Teri's face as he leaned forward. "Good evening, mein herr," she said in a thick German accent. "Are you looking for a private show?" "It's why I'm here," Gerald smiled. Okay, the accent was a little corny, but it added to the overall sense of theater. IN Teri's mind, she was a dancer/prostitute ready to give her latest client a good show. She began to perform according to her the personality Gerald had programmed into her mind. She moved slowly, her dress tightening on her as she danced in place to a music that existed only in her mind. She moved towards Gerald and sat upon his lap. "Ah, nice and hard already?" She smiled as she felt his erect cock brushed against her thigh. "Well, there's time enough for that." She undid Gerald's tie and pulled it off of him. She then wrapped the tie around her own neck as she continued to grind against Gerald's sitting form. Gerald slowly slipped off his jacket and undid a few buttons on his shirt as he watched Teri's dance, his cock feeling harder by the second. He couldn't take it anymore and pulled her close to kiss her. She responded passionately, her tongue attacking his mouth with abandon, ready to please her master.

They continued to kiss for several moments before Gerald picked her up and placed her onto one of the tables. He leaned on top of her and, still kissing her, lowered the straps of her dress enough for her breasts to be exposed. He broke off the kiss and let his mouth drag around her tight tits, taking one nipple in his mouth and suckling on it while he squeezed the other. Teri leaned back and sighed as she felt him chew on her breasts. A loud gasp of surprise came out as she felt Gerald suddenly push his head to her clit. Pushing aside the thin fabric to expose her black-haired passage, Gerald began to lick at Teri's pussy, his tongue flicking in and out of her with speed, his licking igniting further passion within her. She shifted up and down on the table as Gerald's hands ran up and down her nylon-covered thighs. Her thighs slammed together on Gerald's head as she came, her juices exploding onto his waiting tongue.

Gerald took a few moments to lick away the sweet juices coming from the sweeter lips before standing up. He quickly undid his belt and pushed his pants down before sitting back in the chair. "Come on over here," he said. The seductive smile still on her face, Teri approached him, looking all the more radiant in the afterglow of her orgasm. She sat down on top of him, sliding herself onto his member with a moan. She began to shift back and forth on top of him, her thighs working onto his cock with each forward motion. All Gerald had to do was hold on tight and keep from coming too soon. He pulled Teri forward enough to once again kiss her open chest, his hands running over the full mounds, loving the squeeze of them under his hands. Teri enjoyed it too, but her concentration was fixed solely on riding Gerald's cock, feeling it work its way inside her. He shot his load into her with such force, she was rocked backward, gasping for breath before collapsing onto Gerald.

As he stroked her hair, Gerald was thankful for the extension of the show's engagement. With more performances, he was guaranteed more chances with Teri and more ways to enjoy her beauty. After all, what could be more challenging for an actress that playing a variety of parts? Even if they didn't know they were playing them.

Life is a cabaret Teri Hatcher
by Anynom