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  “OK,” Mr. Cooper said. “I’m not putting any pressure on you and it’s entirely your call if you want to help your father.” He reached to his desk and grabbed a business card. “If you change your mind, you can get me on my private number.” The billionaire picked up a pen and circled the correct number on the card then held it out to Brittany. She stood looking at it, finally stretching out her hand and taking it.

  “I better go,” she said and moved over to the door of the room. When she turned back the billionaire was already sitting at his desk again. She quickly left, riding the elevator to the ground floor and leaving the building. She could feel herself shaking as she walked along the street and the sensation didn’t pass until she was almost home. The meeting had been brief and to the point and there was no doubt what the billionaire was asking for. The thought of spending a night with him to pay off her father’s loan seemed tacky to Brittany, but she couldn’t suppress the slight sense of excitement that welled up at the thought of doing it. Her initial instinct though was to turn down the offer, but as she walked through the door of her home she found that events had taken a turn that changed her mind.

  Walking into the kitchen, Brittany found her father sitting in a familiar pose, with his head in his hands. “Oh hey Dad,” she said. “How are you?” He didn’t say a word, but the expression on her father’s face told her that he was far from OK. “What is it?” she asked, suddenly nervous.

  “It’s your mother,” he answered.

  “What about her?” Brittany went on, her nervousness turning to fear as she waited for the answer.

  “She…, decided to go and stay with a friend for a while, so she won’t be around,” her father said quietly.

  “Oh dad…” the teenage girl groaned in despair. “When is she coming back?” Her father shrugged his shoulders and it became clear that he knew as much about what was happening as Brittany did. She went across and hugged him, her mind suddenly made up that when she went to her bedroom she would call Ashton Cooper. She chatted with her father a little more about what happened and it appeared that after another vicious argument, her mother walked out saying that she needed some time to think about the future. It was a sign that her parent’s marriage was at breaking point and Brittany knew she had to make the call to the billionaire. She finally made her excuses and went upstairs to her bedroom. Taking the business card from her pocket, she toyed with it, her fingers hovering over the keys of her phone as she drew up the nerve to make the call. She finally started dialing, but it took a few attempts before she hit the last key and made the connection. The call was answered quickly.

  “Hi, Ashton Cooper speaking,” the voice on the other end of the line said.

  “Umm…, hi,” she started. “This is Brittany…,”

  “… Murphy,” Mr. Cooper finished. “I didn’t really expect to hear from you, certainly not this soon. So what can I do for you?”

  “I need to see you again,” she went on. “Can we meet?”

  “Sure. I’m actually just about to go to a business dinner, but will be finished by around ten. I’m staying at the Beverly Hotel tonight. Would you be able to meet me there at say 10.30?” Brittany suddenly hesitated, wondering what she was getting herself into. “Hello,” the voice on the other end of the line went on when the silence continued.

  “Sure, I can meet you there,” the teen girl suddenly blurted out. “What room?”

  “Suite 207,” the answer came back and Brittany hung up the phone. She looked at the clock on the wall and saw that it was just after six. It gave her plenty of time to get ready and she started with a long soak in the bath. As she dried herself, the teenage girl wondered what to wear. From what she knew the Beverly hotel was fairly exclusive and she didn’t want to look out of place. Walking to her wardrobe she flicked through her clothes, finally opting for a simple white blouse and black skirt combination. She took them out and placed them on the bed, deciding to start with her makeup. It didn’t take long, with some light pink eye shadow bringing out the prettiness of her eyes and a little red lipstick showing off her lips. Moving to a small cabinet, she searched through the top drawer for some nice underwear, finally settling on some silky light blue panties and a matching bra. The teen girl pulled them on and then went to put on the skirt and top. It was the most dressed up she’d been in a while and as she admired the look in the mirror, she was surprised to see just how sexy it made her feel. Looking at her watch she saw that it was almost 7.30 and wondered what to do for the next three hours. Not wanting to sit around the house, she decided to go for a drink, hoping it might give her a little Dutch courage.

  Moving down the stairs, Brittany shouted to her father that she was going to meet some friends and was quick to leave before he replied. She made her way to town and went to a quiet bar she knew, sitting in a booth and nursing a glass of wine. The minutes and hours passed slowly and by the time she saw it was past ten, Brittany had got through a couple of glasses of wine. She finally left the bar and walked the short distance to the Beverly hotel, taking a few deep breaths before stepping through the doors. She was a little intimidated by the expensive surroundings, but walked across to a seat in the reception area and waited for the time to hit 10.30. When it did she got up and moved to the elevators, making her way to the top floor of the hotel and along the hallway to stand in front of Suite 207.

  Last chance to back out she thought as she stood with her hand raised ready to knock. Before she lost her nerve completely, Brittany rapped her knuckles on the door and waited. She jumped a little as the door swung open and she saw the smiling face of Ashton Cooper. The tight vest he was wearing showed the muscles below and the teenage girl couldn’t stop the slight shudder that suddenly took hold as her sense of anticipation at what was about to take place grew.

  “Come on in,” the billionaire said, moving to the side to let Brittany past. He closed the door and turned to follow the teenage girl into the large room. “Have a seat,” he went on, pointing towards a sofa. “Would you like a drink?”

  Brittany felt a little light headed from the wine, but decided another drink couldn’t harm. “Sure,” she answered and watched as the billionaire stepped across to a table with an ice bucket sitting on it. He poured a couple of glasses of champagne and moving back across the room, handed one to the teenage girl. She expected him to sit beside her, but instead he moved across to sit on the edge of the bed.

  “So?” he asked. “Why did you call?”

  “I…” Brittany hesitated a little before plunging on. “I wanted to know what you were offering.”

  “I told you already,” he said with a grin.

  “Yeah, you want a night with me, but that doesn’t really tell me much,” the teenage girl went on. “Could you spell it out exactly?”

  “OK,” the billionaire said. “You want to me to help your father, right?” Brittany nodded her head. “So what are you prepared to give me for that?” When the teenage girl remained quiet he went on. “Say you let me do whatever I want to you for the night and I cut your father’s loan by twenty percent, would you do it?”

  “How would you explain that to my father?” she asked. “You wouldn’t tell him what I did would you.”

  The billionaire shook his head. “What happens is strictly between you and me. I’ll make your father a proposal that cuts the loan by 20%. I’ve done business with him before, so I’m sure it won’t seem unusual to him. You have my word he won’t find out about you.”

  Brittany sipped at her champagne, considering the offer. “And when you say you can do anything to me, what exactly do you mean?”

  “I mean that you be a submissive little girl for me, do whatever I tell you to and let me dominate you,” he answered with a smile. “Is it something you’ve ever done?”

  Brittany shook her head. She suddenly wasn’t sure she liked the idea of the offer being made, but at the same time the flicker of excitement that suddenly lit up in her mind made her want to find out more. She sat thin
king about what to do. Finally deciding that she really wanted to help her parents get out of their problems she stood and looked at the billionaire. “So what do I have to do?” she asked.

  A grin broke out on Mr. Cooper’s face. He crooked his finger and beckoned the teenage girl over to the bed. She put the glass of champagne down on the floor and slowly walked over. When she reached him, he raised his hands to her hips and held her. “So pretty,” he said, looking up at her face. “What age are you?”

  “Nineteen,” Brittany replied and felt the flicker of excitement in her mind grow stronger as the hands slipped around her body and caressed onto her butt. The fingers squeezed hard through the material of the skirt and panties, the billionaire leaning forward to kiss onto her midriff. When he finally pulled back, he slid his hands to the hem of the skirt and pulled it high on the teenage girl’s thighs and then patted his thighs to encourage her to sit down. She moved to sit on the billionaire’s knees, but he grabbed her by the waist and pulled her towards his crotch. His powerful build made it easy for him to move Brittany’s petite frame and when she landed in his lap, the hardness of his cock pressed against her ass. She couldn’t help the gasp that escaped her lips and instinctively tried to wriggle away, but Mr. Cooper held her forcefully in place.

  “Do you like that,” he asked, lifting his hips to push himself harder against the teen girl’s ass and Brittany could hear the growing excitement in his voice. His breath was rasping a little and it was obvious how much he was getting turned on by the touch of her ass on his erection. He slid his hand onto her knee and Brittany looked down as the fingers started to creep slowly higher. They reached the hem of the skirt and slid underneath and the teen girl shuddered as the cock throbbed hard against her. Brittany’s thighs were pressed tightly together, but this only seemed to excite the billionaire even more and he forced his fingers between them until they touched onto panties. Grabbing at the teen girl’s knee with his free hand he pulled at it to open her thighs a little and stroked his fingers along the outline of the pussy lips. He grinned as the wetness started to seep onto the material. “Does it feel nice,” he said and pushed his fingers harder against the pussy lips through the wet material. Brittany jolted up a little as a surge of pleasure suddenly rushed her senses and couldn’t hold back the gasp. “I think my little slut for the night likes that,” the billionaire laughed.

  Brittany did feel like a slut, letting the older man touch her body, but she couldn’t deny the sense of excitement that it was bringing out. It wasn’t just the touch that was turning her on though. The anticipation of being dominated was a thrill that was growing in her mind and the teen girl could feel how fast her pulse was suddenly racing. She closed her eyes to enjoy the sensation of the fingers stroking on her panties, her excitement heightened by the erection pushing against her ass. The fingers continued to stroke on the outline of the pussy lips, but finally slid to the edge of the panties and forced underneath. Brittany shuddered as Mr. Cooper worked the fingers to her naked pussy lips and pulled on them to open her up. The teen girl groaned as a fingertip teased around the entrance to her wet hole and then slid a little inside. She wriggled around as the finger pushed deeper, stroking along her slick pussy walls as it opened her up. The billionaire grabbed at her long brunette locks and pulled her head back so that he could kiss onto the soft skin of her neck as he fingered her. Brittany suddenly found it impossible to stop the shivers wracking her body, the breath spilling hard from her as a growing sensation of desire took hold of her body.

  “My finger is wet enough now,” the billionaire suddenly said. He pulled it out and pushed the teen girl to stand, turning her so that her ass was towards him. “Take the skirt down,” he ordered. Brittany hesitated, but the slap on her ass spurred her into action. She reached for the zipper and released it, letting the skirt slide down her legs to the floor. “Bend forward,” came the next order. As she did this she felt the fingers grasping at her panties and pulling them to the side to reveal her ass cheeks. The teen girl knew what was coming and shuddered at the prospect of her asshole being used. The wet finger teased gently along her butt crease, but with each stroke pushed harder until it was brushing over her asshole. Brittany was suddenly breathing harder as the finger pushed more forcefully against her, the pussy wetness helping it open her asshole up so that it slid just inside. She gasped as she was penetrated, the finger violating her as Mr. Cooper slid it as deep as he could. He held it inside, working it around on the silky inner skin, but then pulled back. Brittany couldn’t help clenching her ass cheeks at the sensation of the finger being withdrawn until only the tip was left inside. “Do it again.” The billionaire ordered.

  “What?” groaned Brittany, unsure of what he meant.

  “Clench your buttocks,” the billionaire growled and when Brittany did it, he forced his finger into the tightness. Brittany shuddered as her asshole was opened up again, but Mr. Cooper immediately pulled back, starting to finger fuck the tight hole with increasing ferocity as the thrill of what he was doing gripped him. He built the tempo until Brittany was whining for him to stop. The sound of the begging only spurred him on to finger fuck the teen girl’s ass harder, but he finally pulled his finger back out. Grabbing at Brittany’s panties, he dragged them down to the top of her thighs and pulled the teen girl down so that she was lying face down across his lap. He pushed down on her back, enjoying the sensation of his erection throbbing against her midriff. The teen girl moaned as the billionaire caressed his hands onto her rounded cheeks, his fingers gently stroking back and forth along the butt crease. Brittany moaned as she waited for her asshole to be fingered again, but suddenly squealed as the hand spanked down roughly onto her rounded cheeks. She struggled to get free as the stinging pain gripped her body and then eased, but Mr. Cooper held her forcefully in place. He reached to his belt buckle, releasing it and pulling the belt free of his waist. The teen girl panicked as the belt was looped around her neck and secured tightly. Her hands were dragged behind her back and the free end of the belt looped around her wrists and tightened. “Do you like my belt,” the billionaire laughed. “I had it made especially to tie up little girls like you so that they can’t stop me using their cute little bodies.”

  Brittany moaned as she struggled against the bonds, but the belt only bit into her neck and wrists and she eventually just lay compliantly across Mr. Cooper’s lap, knowing that she would just have to take what she was about to be given. The hand caressed onto her ass cheeks again. The touch felt nice, but she knew it was a prelude to some more pain and steeled herself to receive it. She screamed as the palm cracked across her buttocks again, the agony of the spank assaulting her senses. The caresses and spanks onto her bare skin continued until she was begging for the punishment to stop. She could feel the heat in her ass, each rough touch of the hand reddening the skin further. The agony of the spanks combined with the ecstasy of he caresses was driving the teen girl wild and she could hardly believe just how excited being bound and abused was making her.

  Mr. Cooper finally picked her up and dragged her onto the bed. She was forced onto her knees, her ass sticking up in the air and her head resting on the bed. Humiliation gripped her at the thought of what she was letting the billionaire do to her, but she didn’t want him to stop, the thrill of the pleasure and pain she was receiving making her want more. Mr. Cooper got onto the bed behind her, standing to take down his pants and underwear, but then dropping to his knees. He shuffled forward and the teen girl groaned as the hard erection touched onto her abused ass cheeks. The billionaire forced it into her butt crease and thrust his hips at Brittany, her cries of excitement getting louder as the underside of the hard length stroked over her asshole.

  “Did you like my finger playing with your ass?” Mr. Cooper asked.

  “Yes,” Brittany gasped, not able to hold back the confession.

  “Do you think you might like this better,” the billionaire teased, as he grabbed her ass cheeks and spread them open. The head of
his cock touched onto her asshole and a shudder gripped the teen girl.

  “No,” she moaned. “I don’t want…”

  “Yes you do,” Mr. Cooper cut in as he reached for Brittany’s hips and dug his fingers in hard. She winced at the pain, but knew he was right. She couldn’t deny that she was craving the feel of the cock sliding inside her. Again she felt such a slut, but with her hands bound behind her back by one end of the belt and the other looped around her neck there was little she could do to stop Mr. Cooper. She felt the slight pain of her ass being penetrated when the head of the erection was forced inside. It turned to pleasure though as her ass opened up to let the cock push deeper. Her groan echoed around the walls of the hotel room as the billionaire thrust forward and fucked himself in deep, gasping as the tightness gripped around his hardness. He dug his fingers tighter into the soft flesh of Brittany’s hips, trying to pull himself deeper and grinding his body onto her butt cheeks. The teen girl squealed as the solid erection began to fuck her ass, Mr. Cooper grabbing at her wrists and pulling them back. It tightened the loop of the belt around her neck and she started to choke a little, but could feel her excitement running out of control. The billionaire held onto her wrists as he ravaged her ass, his furious thrusts fucking in deep as he got caught up in the heat of the moment. He wanted to stop and make things last longer, but the thrill of using the teen girl’s tight asshole proved too much for him and he pushed himself all the way to a climax.