Mr Billionaire Puppet

It was a long night at the office for Mr. Hill Hamilton, a handsome billionaire with dark brown hair and almond eyes. He had a powerful presence that commanded respect.

“Alright Mike, see you tommorow.” Mr. Hill said as he headed towards his bently. He was done for the night but Mike didn’t think so. Mike was next in command at Mr. Hill’s company, he was the COO and Mr. Hill’s very good friend.

“Come on Hill, are you really gonna spend the night alone again?” Mike asked with furrowed brows.

“Mike you know I’m not alone, I have a daughter Alexis?” He reminded Mike.

“You’re not gonna fuck Alexis now are you? I’m talking about sensational stuff, sexual pleasure Hill.”

Mr. Hill wasn’t convinced, all he wanted to do was go home to plan his schedule for the next day but Mike was resilient. “I promise you Hill, you won’t regret it.”

Papayas Strip Club

The night was young and so were the ladies at Papayas strip club. Some laid stark naked stroking the dicks of people who were old enough to be their fathers, some were on the finest undies dancing lusciously to the night music, while some were being fucked hard core; it was an orgy house. It didn’t take long before the owner of the establishment noticed she was graced with the presence of the billionaire; Mr. Hill Hamilton.

“Mr. Hill what a pleasant surprise.” Cox said with a warm smile. She also acknowledged the presence of Mike as well with a knowing smile and a soft nod.

“Cox, I want you to give my very good friend here only the best. I’m talking five star bitches.” Mike demanded.

“Very well Mike, as luck may have it, our very special girl is less occupied tonight.” Cox said with a smirk then she called the attention of one of her staff and whispered in her ears, “Get me Lizzie.”

Shortly, an attractive looking lady approached them. She was dressed like a slut yet she looked divine, ethereal, immaculate. Mr. Hill couldn’t take his eyes off her. She was shorter than him but had curves in all the right places. Her skin was pale and her hair was long and wavy, falling down to her shoulders in soft waves of blackness.

“She’s all yours Mr. Hill, enjoy.” Cox said, “Mike,” She signaled Mike to leave with her leaving Mr. Hill and Lizzie alone.

“My days you are perfect…” Mr. Hill marveled at her beauty and body.

“Thank you.” She said, her voice almost above a whisper. She led him to a private room to pole dance for him. With her sensual moves on the pole, he was mesmerized by her body and charm. They had a brief encounter but it was enough to spark something inside of Mr. Hill that made him want more. She came down to his level and carefully untied his tie as he laid back on a chair. He looked her dead in the eye and bit his lips as she serenaded him.

“A girl like you shouldn’t be doing this.” He said under his breath.

But Lizzie didn’t stop, she kept on doing her job leaving Mr. Hill rock hard. She started taking off her bra slowly, teasing him by playing with her panties. Mr. Hill let out a groan, “Get on top of me.” He ordered.

She obeyed, and as she mounted him she looked him dead in the eye and said, “I know who you are.”

“Oh really? Well then, tell me who the fuck am I.”

“You’re the prolific billionaire, Mr. Hill Hamilton.” She began to plant kisses softly on his neck, making him talk breathily.

“Fuck….” Mr. Hill moaned. He caressed her hair softly as she kissed him until he placed his hands on something odd down her neck, it wasn’t a smooth surface so he had to call her attention. When she noticed he had figured out her bruises she immediately pulled herself away from him.

“No, I want to see them.” He said softly.

She looked away from him wearing a sullen look on her face, “It’s okay, you can trust me.” Mr. Hill assured her.

She eventually let her guard down and rose her hair up to show him her bruises, dazed, Mr. Hill asked, “What happened to you?”