Making Paris Hilton My Bitch

Jason smiled from behind the bar as he watch Paris Hilton enter the night club followed by her body guard. Everything was going to plan for his night of punishment. The rich heiress followed in the path made by her bulky muscle bond protector to the bar, swaying her hips trying to catch the eyes of several younger men watching her every move. She wore a simple Playboy shirt and jeans, the top of her breasts looking extremely inviting. Once she reached the bar she ordered a screaming orgasm, how ironic thought Jason. “A complementary drink for your friend Miss Hilton” asked Jason handing the drinks out. She peered at Jason obviously finding him unattractive with his fake beard and dyed black hair, “every drink should be complementary for me, this club should be paying to get me in here”. “I’ll look into it for you miss Hilton” replied Jason savouring the torment this bitch would experience before the night…

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