Rich Bitch, Literally

The Rich Bitch, Literally

by Bob Decker (ErosTrek) – ds9eros@hotmail.com

* * *

The corridor was deserted except for the bellboy that had just carried up
the
suitcases for the guest in Room 1056. He pocketed the crisp, 20 dollar bill
with
a grin on his face. Business executives gave good gratuities. He was lucky
that
he had been assigned this floor. With luck he’d have enough money saved up
after
paying his tuition fees to be able to get himself a better apartment … and
maybe his girlfriend in his home town might decide to come and stay with him
in
New York.

“Hey, you.”

He turned
to face the newcomer who had just stepped out of the elevator and
spoken to him. “Yes, ma’am?”

“I need some information from you.”

“Of course ma’am” the woman was strikingly beautiful – and somewhat familiar
too, where had he seen her before? “What can I do for you?”

“I need to know which room Paris Hilton is in.”

“I’m sorry, ma’am. I can’t disclose that information to you. We have to
respect
the privacy of our guests.” Those words had been drummed into him that very
morning by the floor manager who had expected hordes of paparazzi to descend
on
the New York Hilton once they heard that one of the sexy Hilton heiresses
was
spending the weekend here. The bellboy had caught a glimpse of her as she’d
gone
to her suite and he kinda understood why paparazzi would want to pictures of
her. Heck, he’d want to take pictures of her too, especially after having
downloaded that home made porno clip she’d done off the internet.

“Come on, no one is going to know you’ve told me” the raven haired woman had
walked up to him and he could feel her hot breath on his neck now as she
leaned
towards him, almost rubbing up against him as she purred, “all you have to
say
is a room number …”

“I .. I .. I can’t do it. I’ll lose my job” he stammered, having become
quite
flustered as she pressed her body against his. He could feel the mounds of
her
full breasts against his chest, he could even feel her nipples through the
thin
blouse she was wearing. Oh damn! He had a tremendous hardon tenting his
trousers!

“Maybe this will convince you?” she had fished out a 100 dollar bill from
her
purse and was waving it tantalizingly in front of his face.

“N-no” was his weak response though his eyes followed the money with the
occasional glance down at her cleavage.

She saw where he was gazing and her green eyes twinkled mischievously as she
smiled. The woman folded the 100 dollar bill neatly, then stuck it down
between
her boobs.

“Ok, I guess I’ll have to convince you in another way since you can’t be
bought
with money.”

“But I .. ohhhh” now totally confused, the bellboy had been about to accept
the
100 dollars and his eyes had bulged when she’d shoved them between her
heaving
breasts, but that was nothing compared to what she was doing now. The woman
had
gone down on her knees and pulled down his zipper, firmly grabbing hold of
his
erection with one warm hand.

“Whaaaaaa…tttt are you doing” he finally managed to splutter as he looked
down
in total astonishment as the woman took his penis into her mouth and began
to
suck it.

She looked up at him, his cock filling her left cheek, and smiled.

“You .. You’re that woman on tv .. that show .. what was it called .. yeah,
Charmed .. you’re Prue!” he gasped, as he suddenly recognized the woman who
had
started to give him a blowjob.

She paused a moment, letting his member slip out of her mouth, “I’m Shannen
Doherty actually, Prue is the name of my character.”

“Oh, sorry, yeah should have known .. I saw you on your new show just last
week
.. Scare Tactics isn’t it ..?” then a wild thought occurred to him and he
looked
around in a panic, “Hey, this isn’t being filmed is it? This isn’t part of
the
show or something .. like you’re playing a candid camera trick on me!?”

“No, no, calm down. Do you think I’d let anyone film me blowing a nonentity
like
you .. no offence, of course,” and she smiled sweetly at him, while tickling
the
base of his cock and balls, “but this is just a business deal .. I blow you
and
you give me the number of Miss Hilton’s room.”

“Oh .. ok .. yeah, that’s a deal” the bellboy said numbly. He’d agree to
anything now, if only she’d just take his cock back into her warm, wet mouth
and
stop teasing his bursting balls.

Shannen saw his obvious discomfort and grinned. She continued with her
tickling
for a few more seconds, knowing it was making him horny as hell, and that
he’d
volunteer any information she asked for. “Mmmmmhhh” she mumbled as she took
his
stiff dick back into her mouth, savoring the pre-cum that had already welled
up.
Her tongue circled the swollen head and licked the sensitive underside of
the
boy’s cock, then she deep throated him, enjoying the feel of his manhood
slide
down against the back of her windpipe. The actress barely managed to bob her
head up and down a few times on his cock when the young bellboy blew his
load
straight into her mouth.

“I-I-I’m sorry, Miss Doherty” the bellboy gasped “I didn’t want to cum so
soon
.. I .. I ..”

Shannen gulped down his seed and licked her full lips clean, then patted him
on
his thigh. “Don’t worry about it kid. Very few grown men last long when I
suck
them off, so you did quite good.” She stood up and looked at him straight in
the
eyes, her stiff nipples again poking him in the chest. “Now, if I recall we
had
a business deal, and I’ve kept my part of it.”

“Yes, ma’am! Miss Hilton is in Suite 1020, it’s the door right at the end of
this corridor, that way” he pointed.

“Thank you, that was very sweet of you” and she turned.

“Ma’am?”

She looked back over her shoulder. “Yes?”

The bellboy looked down at the floor, blushing a bright scarlet, as his
sudden
courage left him even more suddenly. “I .. for .. the 100 bucks …”

Shannen laughed. “You want the money too? Cumming in my mouth wasn’t enough
for
you?”

“No .. err .. yes .. but …”

She laughed again at his obvious discomfort, then she walked back up to him.

“Ok here ya go, but you have to retrieve it.” She put her hands on her hips
and
waited, grinning at the stunned look on the boy’s face as she offered her
ample
chest to him.

He remained rooted to the spot for a moment, then he slid one of his
trembling
hands down between her cleavage and fished about in her bra for the 100
dollar
bill she’d had placed there. Oh boy! He could keep his hand down here all
day,
squeezed between her fleshy tits!

“Come on, I can’t wait here all day while you grope my tits” she said
impatiently making him blush even brighter as he finally found the money and
pocketed it.

“Th-thank you very much Miss Doherty” then he pulled out a keycard from his
pocket “take this. It’s a special key, it can open all the rooms on this
floor,
even the one to Miss Hilton’s suite.”

“Why thank you, that is so kind of you” and she reached up and kissed him on
his
lips, then turned away and strode off towards Suite 1020. It was at that
moment
that the bellboy’s knees quivered and his legs became the consistency of
jelly
and gave way. Fuckin’ hell ! He’d just been blown by a celebrity and she’d
even
let him touch her tits. Fuck yessss!

Stunned as he was, he didn’t notice that a large dog had followed Shannen
Doherty out of the elevator and was now padding down the corridor after her.

* * *

Shannen placed her ear against the door to Suite 1020 and when she didn’t
hear
any obvious sign of anyone inside, she slid the keycard through the reader
and
the lock clicked open. She stepped inside and looked about. The room was a
total
mess. Clothes were strewn all over the floor, several glasses, mostly
champagne
flutes were all over the place, some tipped over spilling their contents
onto
the plush carpeting. A pink bra dangled from the ceiling lamp and a tiny,
sequined dress glittered in the sunlight as it half hung out of a partly
open
window.

She grinned as she picked up the dress .. yeah, from the size of it, it was
Paris’ alright. Probably cost a fortune too since it looked like an original
Armani or Valentino. She put it back where she had found it, casually
pushing it
until it slid outside. She imagined it hitting the sidewalk, twenty stories
below, where some pervert would pick it up and put it to good use, jerking
off
into it while inhaling the scent of Paris’ perfume and sweat. Smiling at her
small yet satisfying act of wickedness, she walked to the next room.

The large sliding, opaque glass doors were partially open. She peeked
inside. It
was a bedroom and there was someone on the bed, asleep. Her eyes narrowed
and
the grin on her face was replaced by a scowl.

“Fuck” she uttered “I knew it!”

She had recognised the person on the bed. It was her boyfriend, Rick
Solomon.
Oh, they’d fought and he’d left her for a while and he’d been with young
Paris
Hilton … everybody knew about that, including the intimate details of
their
sex lives since that home made porno had been leaked on the net. But a
couple of
months ago she and Rick had made up and he’d said his love story with the
Hilton
bitch was totally over, that she’d just been a plaything to keep him in
practice
until he got his beautiful Shannen back. And she’d believed the lying
bastard!
Yet here he was, in a New York hotel suite, stark naked after what looked
like a
night of hot sex with the little vixen herself. Fuck, fuck, fuck!!!

She should just rush in there and … and … then Shannen’s eyes narrowed
and
her lips turned up in an evil smile … or better yet she could do something
much better that would mix payback with pleasure .. oh yes, revenge would be
so
sweet.

* * *

The sound of water falling from a shower head came from the next room as
Shannen
tiptoed into the bedroom where Rick was sleeping. She looked him over and
almost
laughed out loud when she saw that he was handcuffed to the bed. On the
bedcovers, lying next to Rick’s sleeping, naked form, was a black plastic
cane,
about two feet long, with a feathery tuft at one end.

“Ah ha! So you and Paris got all kinky last night. Even better!” she
whispered
as her plan slid into place. She picked up the cane and hefted it in her
hands.
Light, but it would sting quite painfully against bare skin, she was sure.
Shannen wondered who had been using it on whom … but it didn’t really
matter,
not now.

“Rick, honey, can you come and rub my back” said a female voice from the
bathroom. It was Paris Hilton.

“Uhhh …hmmmm … Paris” Rick mumbled, his eyes still closed.

“Oh don’t bother, I forgot you’re still tied to the bed, just go on sleeping
darling.”

Shannen rolled her eyes as she waited, her blood boiling over. She wanted to
rush in and strangle her right this moment, but she took deep breaths to
calm
herself.

Five minutes later a glowing Paris Hilton walked out of the bathroom having
showered and touched up her makeup. Her lithe young body was totally nude,
her
small yet perky tits bouncing with each step she took. She jumped onto the
bed
and hugged Rick around his chest, then one hand began to fondle his limp
dick.

“Mmmmmhh baby, I don’t think I can get it up again after all the sex we had
last
night” he murmered as he grabbed a handful of her tight ass and squeezed.

“Oh I bet you can Rick. We always fuck like wild bunnies in the morning, or
have
you forgotten that already?” Shannen said.

Rick Solomon bolted upright on the bed as if he’d been touched by an
electric
cattle prong and Paris Hilton yelped a scream before turning around toward
the
direction that Shannen’s voice came from and attempting to cover her bare
breasts with her hands.

“Shannen!? Wha-What are you doing here?” Rick gulped.

“Oh I thought I’d just drop by and say hello to my wonderful boyfriend and
his
lovely little fucktoy” she said sweetly in a voice that was positively
dripping
with venom.

“Look Shannen, I can explain this .. ”

“Of course you can. I bet you have an explanation for everything. Pity I
don’t
want to hear it. Now shut up and don’t say another word until I tell you.”

“Shannen ..”

“I said shut up” and she emphasised her words by cracking the plastic cane
down
on the bed sheets right next to his thigh, which made him jump a foot into
the
air with fright, but this time he thought better of saying anything.

Paris was looking wide-eyed at Shannen Doherty. She’d already had a run-in
with
the woman’s violent temper at a bar in LA. If some other patrons of the bar
hadn’t restrained her, Shannen would have probably knocked Paris out with a
tequila bottle. Here nobody was going to stop Shannen. So Paris decided to
make
a timely exit, even if it meant running stark naked through a hotel’s lobby.
After all, it was her hotel, and she could do what she liked even if it
meant
that mommy and pops would have to spend a small fortune on lawyers later.

“And where do you think you’re going Missy?” Shannen enquired in that same
sweet
voice as she barred Paris’ path and brought the cane up under the blonds
cute
little chin, using the feathery tuft at the tip to tickle her with it. Paris
gulped. Damn! She’d borrowed the cane and handcuffs from a friend who’d told
her
that using them would spice up her sex life. If she’d known that they were
going
to be turned against her in this way … in Shannen’s hands that little cane
was
a lethal weapon! She stood perfectly still, trying to hide the fact that she
was
shivering with fear, but not succeeding, as Shannen traced the tip of the
cane
down from her chin and onto her chest, tickling her pink nipples into
stiffness
with the feather.

The thin blonde girl was trembling as the older woman continued to arouse
her
nipples, afraid to move, yet at the same time terrified at what would happen
to
her if she stayed in that room. Oh, she’d had lots of fights with girls
jealous
of her one night stands with their boyfriends, but in the end there was
nothing
a four figure check didn’t smooth out … except this time. Shannen wouldn’t
be
swayed with money, Shannen wanted revenge. After all, the first time Paris
had
been with Rick Solomon, the tape he’d made of them fucking was all over the
internet. That had been a nightmare. It was one thing to act slutty like she
always did but be in control, it was another to know that everyone looking
at
you would smile and then barely out of earshot whisper and giggle about how
she
had answered her phone in between Rick’s thrusts.

Shannen was smiling at her. Not a nice smile. A smile don’t meant no good
for
Paris.

“Turn around.”

“W-Why?”

“I said turn around.” This time Paris obeyed and she stood facing the bed,
her
back towards Shannen.

WHHHHAAACCCCKKK !

“Owwwwwwwwww! Fuck! That hurt!” Paris whimpered rubbing the sore spot on her
butt where Shannen had just whipped her with the plastic cane.

“I’m glad it did” she told the girl rather sadistically “Now if you disobey
me
you’ll be getting more of those. Lots more. Get up on the bed and do exactly
as
I say.” Shannen ordered.

Paris obeyed immediately this time as the pain had been so intense that
tears
had welled up at the corners of her eyes and were now dripping down her
cheeks
smudging her freshly applied mascara.

“That’s a good girl” Shannen exclaimed as the blonde knelt on the bed
looking
back over her shoulder at her, her blue eyes wide open with terror. “Now get
down on all fours facing towards Rick.” Paris obeyed, with only a moment’s
hesitation, slightly puzzled wondering what Shannen was up to now.

“Now blow him.”

This time Paris couldn’t believe what she had heard. She looked back over
her
shoulder and looked straight in Shannen’s sparkling green eyes that looked
like
a wildcat about to feast on its prey to Paris. “Wh-Wh-What?” she stammered.

WHHHHHAAAAAACCCCCCKKKKKK!

Again the cane came down on her left buttock, this time so hard that it left
a
long, thin, red welt. Paris screeched in pain.

“Shannen, please stop hurting her” Rick finally spoke up “it’s all my fault,
let’s deal with this like adults .. untie these cuffs and let’s all get
dressed
and talk …”

WHHHHAAAAAAAACCCCCCCKKKKKKK!

This time Paris didn’t scream, the nerve endings in her butt having gone
numb
from the previous two lashes, but she began to sob silently, whispering in a
broken voice, “b-b-but I d-didn’t disobey this t-time.”

“Of course you didn’t, dear” Shannen stroked the three red lines on the
young
woman’s butt lightly with the feathery tip, “but Rick spoke when he wasn’t
supposed to. If he remains quiet from now on you won’t be punished” the
cane’s
tip had moved from Paris’ ass cheek to her crack and Shannen was playing the
feather over her little pink sphincter making the girl flinch slightly as
the
feather tickled her private parts. “Now do what you were ordered to you
little
slut, suck him!”

This time Rick didn’t speak. Knowing Shannen very well, he knew she’d keep
her
word and whip Paris again and again if he spoke a word or if the girl
disobeyed
her. And whatever game Shannen was playing now, it didn’t seem to be such a
bad
thing he thought as Paris’ lips closed around his limp cock which was
quickly
becoming hard again.

“See, that isn’t so hard to do?” Shannen gloated as Paris tentatively took
the
head of Rick’s penis into her mouth and waited for what she thought would be
the
inevitable lash as she blew the brute’s boyfriend. When no searing pain came
though, Paris Hilton relaxed slightly and soon she was doing what she was
very
good at doing, almost forgetting that she was being forced to perform oral
sex.

Rick Solomon was certainly enjoying it. Still cuffed to the bed he could do
nothing except lay there and watch Paris’ blonde head bob up and down on his
cock and he stifled a gasp as her tongue tickled the sensitive spot on the
underside of his penis. He looked back at Shannen to see what she was doing
and
his eyes bulged in surprise as he saw that she was getting undressed. Her
clothes were already discarded in a pile on the floor of the bedroom and she
was
stepping out of a black g-string. Her full breasts, each the size of a
melon,
were topped by extremely hard nipples and Rick could feel himself getting
even
harder in Paris’ mouth as he remembered the times he’d suckled those
delicious
nips. Pity that after this it would probably be over forever between him and
Shannen. Damn him and his lust for the Hilton heiress!

Shannen was completely naked now as she bent over and cupped Paris Hilton’s
exposed groin with her hand making the young woman jump in surprise and stop
her
blowjob for a moment.

A quick poke with the cane reminded Paris that Shannen was still wielding it
in
one hand while the other was exploring her mound. She returned quickly to
her
blowjob trying to ignore that Shannen’s inquisitive fingers were spreading
her
labia and dipping into her moist slit.

“I knew you were a slut, but I’d have never imagined you’d be so wet after
all
this time that you’ve been pretending to be scared” Shannen laughed as she
held
up her fingers and watched Paris’ juices form thin strands as they dripped
off
them. Shannen stuck her index finger back into Paris’ snatch right up to the
knuckle and laughed again as Paris moaned loudly.

“P-P-Please don’t .. I .. I ..” Paris whined as Shannen’s fingering resumed
at a
rapid pace her pussy making squelching noises as the wet, pink flesh parted
and
then snapped back together.

“Why not? You’re enjoying it aren’t you?”

“Y-Yes …” Paris finally admitted “.. but I’ve never been touched like that
by
another woman.”

Shannen laughed. “So no lesbian trysts with your sister Nicky, eh? I find
that
hard to believe. Now shut up and put your mouth back on Rick’s dong! Do it!”

Paris need no further encouragement this time and went back to sucking Rick
off,
this time actually deep throating him as Shannen continued to penetrate her
simultaneously with three fingers. This continued for a while until Rick
groaned
as Paris’ agile tongue slid one final time down the full length of his rod.

He came. His seed gushed out onto the cute blonde’s face and she
automatically
opened her mouth wide to swallow as much of it as she could. Shannen grinned
as
she watched the young slut drink from Rick’s fountain. No wonder he cheated
on
her with this girl. She was quite a minx in bed. But Shannen was about to
show
them her wild side … little did the little bitch imagine what was about to
happen to her as she gurgled away happily, Rick’s cum dribbling down her
cute
little chin.

“Come here Duke” Shannen ordered, turning towards the door to the other
room.

* * *

Rick was in a state of ecstasy as Paris Hilton had gotten him off and he’d
just
sprayed the last of his load into her hot mouth when a word spoken by
Shannen
penetrated his sex clouded mind and brought him back to his senses in an
instant.

“No! Not Duke, no!” he shouted.

“Oh yes Rick, I brought Duke along. And I hope you haven’t forgotten about
this
little cane” she said brandishing it above Paris’ ass.

Rick gulped and his mouth closed with an audible snap. He didn’t want Paris
to
be whipped again but .. but .. oh the poor girl ..

“Duke? Who’s Duke?” Paris said having licked her lips mostly clean of Rick’s
salty semen. She was feeling slightly more at ease in this crazy situation
and
though she was still fearful of Shannen, there was nothing like a blowjob
and a
good fingering to calm a girl down. In fact she wished Shannen hadn’t
stopped
finger fucking her cunt because she was now feeling so horny that she’d do
anything to have a cock up her wide open hole.

“Just don’t worry your little head about it. You’ll meet him soon enough.”
Shannen giggled.

Puzzled, Paris Hilton looked back over her shoulder and her eyes bulged.
There
was a large dog standing next to Shannen, his head on a level with her
waist. He
wasn’t of a type that Paris was familiar with.

“Hey get that thing out of here. I don’t like dogs.”

“Duke, this is Paris Hilton … Paris this is Duke, my English mastiff”
Shannen
calmly introduced them as if they were guests at a cocktail party.

Paris turned to Rick. “What’s she up to now? Why did she bring that dog in
here
Rick?” she said in her whiny voice.

Rick gulped but remained silent. He knew what was going to happen. He knew
what
Shannen and her dogs did. It was even one of the things that really excited
him
… but for crissakes she was going to do it to Paris .. oh please no …

“Duke has a naughty habit” Shannen began “he likes to sniff butts, not only
of
other dogs, but of people. It can be really embarrassing you know, to throw
a
party and have your dog going round poking his nose into the butts of your
guests” Shannen paused and smiled as she recalled having said almost the
same
thing on Jay Leno’s show. How he had laughed and oh how embarrassed she’d
felt
having said that in front of millions of viewers. That very night she’d
sworn
that she’d make Duke stop his nasty habit and in fact it she had managed to

but in a way that had changed her life forever … Shannen came back to the
present and continued to lecture Paris Hilton who was still on all fours on
the
bed.

“However, I got quite used to it, so used to it actually that it was quite

enjoyable” Shannen continued “feeling that wet, cold nose slide along your
bare
skin, his snuffling getting closer and closer to your cunt, his long tongue
dipping deep inside of you … ohhhh yesss ….” Shannen had closed her eyes
and
her body trembled slightly at the memories.

Paris’ eyes were wide open in shock as she exchanged glances with Rick who
nodded at her as if confirming Shannen’s story. People might consider the
Hilton
twins dumb, but even Paris could put one and one together and the answer she
got
was not to her liking. Shannen Doherty was totally out of her mind and
somehow
Paris had gotten herself involved with her because of Rick. Fuck this. She
scrambled wildly off the bed, dragging the bedsheets with her, tripping over
them, she never managed to regain her feet as she crawled on all fours
towards
the door. Big mistake. She came face to face with Duke who bared his big
teeth
at her and growled softly. Paris froze in terror.

Shannen opened her eyes and saw that while she had been daydreaming, the
blonde
bitch had almost escaped. Thankfully Duke had stopped her. The irony of it
made
her grin.

“Good boy Duke” she murmered patting the dog on his head “that’s a good dog.
You
like Paris don’t you, you naughty boy.”

The dog stopped growling and his tongue lolled out of his mouth as he panted
and
looked up and licked his mistress’ hand. Then he stepped forward and sniffed
at
Paris’ face, then licked her sloppily across her cheek.

Paris gasped in surprise and was about to say something when the dog licked
her
again across her mouth and chin. Paris gagged with disgust, and reached up
to
wipe off his saliva from her face. Shannen looked on as the dog followed his
instinct and padded around to Paris’ rear end.

“Heyyyyy!” she cried as his cold nose snuffled at her butt crack and she
tried
to get up only to find Shannen’s hand on one of her shoulders, holding her
down,
while the other hand held the cane threateningly up against her cheek.

“Don’t move, or pretty Paris Hilton will not be so pretty anymore.”

Paris wanted to scream, she wanted to get away from this .. this crazy
woman.
But she didn’t dare. Not even when that dog of hers … oh god … something
long, wet and raspy had first licked her labia for several times before
pushing
into her open snatch! The dog, ohmyfuckinggod, thought Paris, is tongueing
my
cunt!!!

“No .. no .. please .. no..” she cried as the dog’s tongue wiggled into her
vagina even more deeply than Shannen’s fingers had. It was disgusting ..
dirty
.. insane .. to let a dog do this to her …. Paris suddenly moaned
surprising
even herself as the tongue brushed against her very sensitive clit.

“See” Shannen gloated “I knew you’d like it.”

“I .. I .. please stop him .. ohhhhh yeaahhh” she gasped as her clit
received
another visit from the rough tongue “I can’t .. aaaaghhh .. do this .. ugggh
..
it’s not right..”

But Shannen ignored her pleas and began to urge Duke on. “That’s a good boy
Duke, lick her cunt harder, yes Dukie .. ok, enough now .. up .. up ..”

The dog’s small, pointy ears perked up at this new order. He knew what to
do.
He’d done the same thing many times already to Shannen. ‘Up’ was the command
to
stop licking and mount his bitch, a thing he did eagerly, putting his front
paws
around Paris’s thin waist and his hind legs waddling forward until his belly
was
molded against the woman’s butt.

His bright red dick had slowly unsheathed itself while he had been licking
Paris’ juicy cunt and was now a good eight inches in length and extra hard
as
his hips began to buck wildly. The tip of his penis flailed wildly against
Paris’ thighs, her butt and her cunt lips but wouldn’t find a way into the
terrified girl’s hole. He growled with disappointment.

“Oh poor Duke, here let me help you.” Shannen knelt down next to Paris and
the
dog and put her hand around the dog’s jerking cock. She guided it towards
the
blonde’s snatch and let him do the rest. Paris yelped as eight inches of
doggy
meat slid into her on the first thrust and then continued to pound in and
out of
her at a very fast pace. Her cries and the dog’s rapid panting mingled with
each
other. His saliva dribbled onto her lower back as she gripped handfuls of
thick
carpet and her blue eyes bulged in shock that a dog was actually fucking
her.

On the bed Rick was getting hard again. He didn’t want to be excited by
this,
but he couldn’t control himself. The first time that he’d seen Shannen have
a
dog fuck her he’d almost puked and had decided to leave her. But at the same
time he’d been fascinated by it too and he had ended up jacking off while
the
dog and Shannen had sex. Throughout their relationship he had so gotten used
to
Shannen’s perversion that he’d even suggest a menage a trois with him,
Shannen
and one of her dogs, especially after he’d downed a couple of whiskies and
he
was feeling especially horny. One day, Shannen had even taken him out to the
farm where she reared horses and much to his shock and amazement, had let a
young stallion mount her. Rick shuddered. That had been one hot scene! But
what
was happening now was just as hot. His young lover, Paris Hilton, was being
fucked for the first time by an animal while he was cuffed to a bed while
his
girlfriend … Rick gasped again … Shannen was now sitting on the floor in
front of Paris, leaning back, with her legs spread wide apart to either
side.

Shannen had discarded the cane which she hardly needed anymore since Paris
couldn’t move under the dog’s weight. She was using both hands to part her
labia, exposing the bright pink interior of her cunt.

“Lick me you bitch, do it now!” she ordered and Paris obeyed, bending
further at
her waist until her face was level with Shannen’s pussy. In this position,
with
her ass higher in the air, Duke could penetrate her even more deeply and was
soon hitting her g-spot repeatedly. Paris was going wild now, a low,
constant
moan escaping her lips as she buried her face in Shannen’s crotch. She
eagerly
dipped her tongue into her tormentor’s cunt, lapping at her juices just like
the
dog had done to her moments ago. Paris teased Shannen’s clit out of its
sheath
and sucked on it making Shannen squirm in ecstasy as she humped her groin at
the
younger woman’s face.

“Oh yeah, fuck yeah, baby, lick my clit” Shannen gasped, grabbing a bunch of
the
blonde’s hair in a fist and forcing her face down even harder on her pussy.

Meanwhile Duke had continued to hump Paris and sometimes his big doggy cock
would flop out of her cunt and he’d go wild until he re-penetrated her. On
one
occasion as he slipped out of her wetness, his pointy cock managed to find
another hole … and he stuck his stiffness into Paris Hilton’s tight
asshole.
Her screams, muffled by Shannen’s cunt, were very audible all the same as
her
poop chute was reamed by the eight inch member. Luckily for her, after
several
strokes in her tight, virgin asshole, Duke slid out and then stuck it back
into
her vagina.

It wasn’t long before Paris arched her back and cried out loud as she came,
her
vaginal muscles squeezing at Duke’s cock which was enough to push the dog
over
the edge. He blew his load inside her snatch and much to her surprise didn’t
pull out of her. Instead he remained as hard as before inside her though he
had
stopped his humping. Surprised, Paris, wiggled her ass trying to dislodge
the
dog but despite her efforts, the dog remained where he was.

“He’s done” she said puzzled “I can feel his cum inside me, why doesn’t he
get
off.”

Shannen laughed. She too had cum thanks to Paris’ excellent cunnilingus, but
the
look of surprise and humiliation on the blonde’s face, dripping as it was
with
Shannen’s juices, was too funny for Shannen to be angry at her for having
stopped licking her without her permission.

“It’s going to be a while before he can get out of you. Can’t you feel that
bulge just inside your cunt lips?” Paris nodded, “It’s what keeps him from
pulling out of you” Shannen explained, “Enjoy it while it lasts.”

Shannen got up off the floor and dressed, quite satisfied at how things had
turned out. Paris was in somewhat of a panic as the dog’s knot gave no sign
of
shrinking anytime soon. Rick was still tied to the bed, fresh cum dripping
down
his cock, onto his thighs and down onto the bedsheets as he had cum again
from
watching his lover, his girlfriend and her dog get it on together.

Looking around, Shannen’s gaze fell on a large wardrobe with a mirrored
panel
that looked somewhat out of place with the rest of the decor of the hotel
room.
She grinned, a bulb having gone off in her head.

“You’re at it again Rick” she said.

“Eh ..? What are you talking about dear?” an innocent looking Rick said but
the
look turned into one of horror as Shannen pulled the door of the wardrobe
open
to reveal a video camera mounted on a tripod, looking out of the one-way
mirror.

“Making more home videos of you and Paris fucking aren’t you? Well, this
should
turn out to be quite useful” she said examining the setup, then pressing the
eject button and putting the tape that popped out into her pocket.

“Shannen .. no, Shannen .. you can’t take that .. it’s been running all this
time … you’ll ruin me .. her .. us .. if that ever goes public.”

Shannen laughed. “Oh don’t worry about me. I’ll just have someone edit me
out of
it, leaving you and this dumb little bitch here as main stars of the show.
There
must be thousands of guys on the internet who’d cream themselves at the
thought
of seeing Paris here getting fucked by a dog … oh great, Duke’s done ..”
she
exclaimed as her dog finally came down of the girl’s back, his bright red
dick
glistening wetly but now quite limp.

“Come on Duke, you’ve had enough fun for the day” and with that she left the
stunned Paris Hilton still on the floor, with what seemed like a gallon of
doggie cum seeping out of her pussy and Rick Solomon still chained to the
bed
shouting at her until he was hoarse, “Nooooo, Shannnneeeennnn,
nooooooooo!!!”

* * *

A week later, the internet almost screeched to a halt as millions of users
worldwide downloaded the latest Paris Hilton home sex tape, this time in
vivid
color and not night vision like the previous one, involving one very horny
dog
reaming one very slutty rich bitch.

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