(c) 2007 by Artful Dom

This story is intended for "adults" if you are not legally an
adult by your home state or country's definition, stop now, do
not read this


The Fix - Part 1 (MF, 1st, Reluctant)

Tony Castillano liked doing this type of collections.  Normally he left
collecting from a dead beat to one of his assistants, but in some cases, he
liked to do it himself.  Collecting from Amos Perkins was going to be . . .
Interesting.  Tony knew Amos couldn't possibly come up with the $30,000 that he
owed.  Which was normally a bad thing.  But Tony also knew that Amos had a very
pretty young daughter, named Naomi.  He needed some new talent for his string of
call girls, and he looked forward to training Naomi for her new job himself.

The Lexus stopped in front of a small cinder block house in a less fashionable
part of town. Tony and his best collector, Marcus, got out of the car.  The
afternoon sun over Las Vegas almost had the ground shimmering with heat and both
men felt a fine sheen of sweat almost instantly form on their skin.  Both men
straitened thier ties, then checked the hang of their jackets.  The two men, one
a stocky hard faced Itallian and the other a large bald black man walked to the
door.

Marcus rang the door bell, a few moments later an older man with thinning hair
answered the door.  He looked worried when he saw who was there, but he
nevertheless opened the door and admitted them.  Once they were inside he
started babbling almost non-stop.

"Mr. Castillano, I know I haven't paid you yet this week.  But the tips just
haven't been coming in like usual and the AC packed up.  With this heat you know
a person needs AC?"

Tony nodded, then he said, "Amos, I know you want to pay, but I'm a business
man.  If I let people start to slide, no matter how good a reason they have,
then others would want to do the same.  I simply can't allow that.  You are now
two weeks in arrears Amos.  That's $1000, plus late fees and interest, we are
talking $1200 already."

"I'm good for it Mr. Castillano.  Really I am!"  Amos looked rather pale and his
eyes kept flicking back and forth between the men.

"I know you are Amos.  Or at least you want to be.  I would not have lent you
the money if I didn't think you would pay it back.  But times are tough all
over.  Do you have the $1200 for me Amos?"

"I'm sorry Mr. Castillano, but no.  I can get it for you, I'll have it by
Friday!"

"Friday won't due Amos. You'll be three weeks past due.  I'm afraid we have to
look for another solution.  Marcus, help Amos to a chair."

Amos squawked, "What!?" As Marcus strait armed him backwards into the worn
recliner behind him.  Before Amos could recover, Marcus had a piece of duct tape
in his hand and was slapping it over the sitting man's mouth.  

He stepped to the side and produced a small roll of duct tape. Amos started to
rise until he saw the pistol in Tony's hand.  Tony shook his head and said,
"Amos, don't make this any harder on yourself than it has to be.  Let Marcus do
his job and you'll live to see the sunset.  Fight and I can't make any
guarantees."

Amos' eyes were wide above the tape and his breathing quick and shallow.  Marcus
quickly secured the seated man to the chair.  His head, arms, torso and legs
were all securely bound to the chair.  Tony put away the pistol, looked at this
watch and calmly sat down on the couch.  Marcus put on a pair of leather gloves
a looked at Tony.

Tony said, "Just soften him up a little we've got a few minutes."

Marcus nodded, moved to the side of the chair lined up his fist and punched Amos
in the stomatch.  Over the next five minutes he punched and slapped Amos in a
number of places, pausing irregularly.  Amos was pale and sweating with pain and
fear by the time the front door openned and a girl walked in.

Naomi Perkins was very attractive young girl.  A week from graduation, two weeks
from her eighteenth birthday.  She stood five feet five inches talk, a good
percentage of that consisted of slender but shapely legs.  Her chest was a 34C,
he waist a 29", her hips 36".   Her face was heart shaped with high cheek bones,
a slender nose, full lips, and large grey eyes.  Her mother's native American
looks were softened in her daughter, her skin a lighter tone that could tan a
deep nut brown. When she walked into the house she shared with her father, she
was dressed for school in a white shirt and plaid skirt that came just above her
knees.  Plain white shoes and lacy ankle socks completed her outfit.

As she came through the door, she said, "Dad, there is a big car out front do
you . . ."  She cut off her question and froze when she saw her father and
Marcus.  Before she could move Tony stood up from the couch, putting himself
directly beside the young girl.  He pushed shut the door.

Naomi said, "Oh my god!  Daddy!"  Dropped her books and lunged for her father. 
Marcus easily caught her, pulled her against him, turned her back to face the
room and held her arms at her side.  Naomi was trying to get loose, or at least
do something to the man holding her, but he efforts seemed to do little if any
good.  Marcus just calmly held her facing Tony and her father.

Tony said, "Calm down Naomi, I don't want to hurt you, or your father."

She said, "What is going on here!?"

Tony sighed and said, "Your father owes me a considerable sum of money.  And he
hasn't been paying it back.  Now, I'm normally a non-violent sort of person.  I
hate violence.  I like your father.  But business is business and if he doesn't
pay I have to treat him like any other deadbeat."

She said, "What are you going to do?"

Tony, sat back down and looked her up and down.  He thought again how much he
was going to enjoy this.  It was too much to hope she was a virgin, but she
looked so innocent and sexy in her little school girl outfit.  He said after a
long pause, "Well, this time we would just have to hurt him pretty bad,
something people would notice.  Bruise him up, knock out a few teeth, maybe
break and arm."

"Oh god no!"

"Sorry but that what happens when you go two payments behind.  Unfortunately
your father probably won't be able to pay up anytime soon.  The next time we'd
have to hurt him real bad, maybe put him the hospital.  He might die.  After
that, we'll it can get pretty ugly."

"How could you!  I'll tell the police!"

"I don't think so.  You see your father has been gambling for a long time.  He
has owed me a lot of money, and when he lost his job he couldn't help me out
with tips and insider info for extensions and such.  You see he's broken quite
few laws and if the police were brought in he would go to jail for years.  On
the other hand, I've got a lot of money and a good lawyer.  If OJ could get off,
then I shouldn't have any trouble should I?  You go the police and you'll be
putting your father in jail."

Naomi's eyes widened and she looked stricken at her father.  His eyes above the
tape were pleading with her.  She looked back at Tony and said, "Isn't there
something we could do to get more time?"

Tony smiled and looked her up and down.  Naomi looked at the floor and said, "I
. . . I know boys think I'm sexy, what if I gave you a . . . blowjob?"

Tony laughed, "Honey, you are sexy looking little package, but that would an
awfully expensive blowjob.  You want me to lay off your father, it would take a
lot more than just that."

"Like what?"

"Well, you want me to lay off him for, say a week.  You'd have to go around the
world."

"Around the world?"

"Sugar, you've got a lot of ways to please a man.  I'd want to try them all for
$1200."

"TWELVE HUNDRED DOLLARS!"

"Yes."

Naomi, gave a little hiccup.  Like she was suppressing the urge to cry.  Then
she said, "I'm a virgin.  I think that should be worth $1200."

Amos began making violent motions against the tape.  Everyone stopped and looked
at him.  Tony said, "I don't think your father approves."

Naomi said, "Let me go."

Tony signaled to Marcus to release the girl.  She went and knelt down at her
father's feet.  She said, "It's okay daddy.  I was saving myself for Bobby, I've
already been giving him blowjobs and I was going to give him my cherry before he
went away to college.  He says he wants to marry me after he gets his degree. 
He'll understand.  I hope."

Amos eyes were wide, shocked and hurt.  Tony chuckled and said, "It seems your
daughter isn't all that innocent Amos.  I'm sure I'll give her a more memorable
experience than some teenage boy."  Amos just hung his head in defeat.

Tony stood up and said, "Come on honey.  Let's go to the bedroom."  He took
Naomi's small hand in his and lead her out of the living room.  Marcus sat down
on the couch and picked up the sports illustrated on the coffee table.  He began
to read as Amos, almost against his will strained to hear what was going on in
the other parts of the house.

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Naomi's stomach was doing loops as she walked out of the living room.  She
started to go into her bedroom, but Tony's hand on her arm stopped her.  He
motioned into her father's bedroom and said, "Naw, in there honey.  The bed
looks bigger."

She already felt dirty from just being touched by this man, the though of
loosing her virginity to him in her father's bed was almost too much to stand. 
She paused to gather herself then stepped into her fathers room.  It was
actually much neater than her own, with a faintly musky masculine smell.  She
had always liked the smell of her father's room.  She had often slept with her
father after her mother died.  When she was sad or upset she had done it until,
around age 13 her father told her she was a big girl and had to start sleeping
alone.

Tony led her over to the bed where he sat down, he let go of her arm and said,
"Okay honey, lets see what you've got."

Naomi went to close the bedroom door, but tony raised his hand and shook his
head.  He said, "leave the door open, it will help to motivate your old man." 
What Tony was really thinking was that it would lend extra spice to pop her
cherry with her father listening less than fifteen feet away.

Naomi crossed her arms and tried to go on.  Tony waited a couple of minutes,
then he said loudly, "Marcus, I guess you better get started!"

Naomi jumped, then she said, "No!  Wait!  Wait!  I'll do it!"

Tony looked her in the eye and said, "Hold off Marcus, if you don't hear fucking
sounds in a five minutes you know what to do."

Naomi quietly said "thank you."  Then she began to unbutton her shirt.  Under
her shirt was a simple white bra.  Next her skirt fell to the floor, then she
paused in spite of herself.  Tony just held up his watch.  She quickly reached
back and under her bra, she let it fall to the floor and crossed her arms over
he chest.  Tony reached over and grabbed her wrists, pulling her toward him and
pulling her arms apart.  She fought him for second until it was obvious that he
was strong enough that she couldn't keep her arms crossed if she wanted to do
so.  Then she let him pull her arms wide.

Tony held her there, arms wide, admiring her breasts.  They were smallish, but
firm and slightly upward pointing with a gentle rounded curve below.  He
aureoles where average sized and surprisingly light colored for a girl with such
dusky skin.  They were somewhat puffy and the nipples looked large and were
hardening as he watched.  He smiled and leaned forward to take one breast in his
mouth.  The nipple hardened to something roughly the size and shape of a pencil
eraser, though not so hard.  He alternately licked, sucked and gently nibbled. 

Naomi gasped and felt an electric jolt pass from her nipple to her groin.  She
had let Bobby, her boyfriend play with he tits, but his clumsy pawing and
sucking, while pleasant hadn't felt like this.  Even though she found this man
mildly repulsive her body was responding to his expert touch.  After bringing
one nipple to a state of exquisite excitement, he switched to her other breast. 
Soon both nipples were glistening and erect.  She could almost feel her pulse in
them.  

At this point Tony pulled her into his lap.  He cradled her and began to kiss
her neck and shoulder, then her mouth.  She found herself opening her mouth to
accept his tongue.  Naomi was surprised at how things were going.  She had
expected Tony to make her strip, throw her on the bed, mount her, grunt and spew
into her.  She had expected it to be horrible and painful.  So far, Tony had
been treating her like his girlfriend.  She found herself wanting to wrap her
arms around him and decided to give in to the urge.

Tony was delighted to feel the girls arms go around his neck.  Her breathing was
getting heavy and he nipples looked hard enough to put someone;s eye out. It was
time to take it up a notch.  He put his arm under her and stood up holding her
in his arms.  Then he set her feet down and pushed her backwards onto the bed. 
He stepped back and began to undress.

Naomi watched Tony remove his suit.  She found he was in decent condition.  A
little soft around the middle, but with good shoulders.  He was a little hairer
than she liked, and built stocky, a lot less V shapped than Bobby.  When he
dropped his boxers and she saw his penis she gasped again.  He didn't look much
longer than Bobby, but he looked a lot thicker.  His penis looked almost as
thick as her wrist.  Tony began to walk toward her and she closed her eyes and
braced for him to drop onto her and take her for his pleasure.  Instead she felt
him kneel between her legs.  She was tense as she felt him push he legs wide
apart, then she saw his head drop toward crotch of her panties.

Tony sniffed at the panties and smelled aroused female, the shear white material
was obviously wet in a small spot where he vagina must be.  He slid his fingers
up her thighs causing her to sigh and push he hips toward him slightly.  He
hooked his fingers up through the leg holes of her panties and out the
waistband.  With a strong jerk he almost lifted her off the bed before the
material of her underwear gave out with a sound more like a pop than a rip. 
Naomi froze, frightened by the sudden violent move.  Tony slowly moved his hands
to cover he bush and her mons.  She didn't have much groin hair, just a sort of
spray of soft black hair above her mons which was naturally rather thinly
furred.

Tony spread her cunt lips with his thumbs and put his mouth on her pussy.  Naomi
couldn't believe it.  She had heard some of the girls in school say that boys
would do this, even seen a couple of pictures off the Internet, but she was
really going to be licked down there.  Tony slowly ran his tongue up her seam,
licking up the moisture already forming there. Then he kissed her clitoris.  She
moaned and thrust her pelvis up towards him.  He began to lick in earnest,
periodically sucking her labia or her clit into his mouth.  She thought it
couldn't get any better when he slid a finger into her and began to run it along
the top of vagina.  

Naomi's heavy breathing and gasps were replaced by moans and half formed words. 
She moved her hands up and began to gently palm her rigid nipples as Tony
brought her closer and closer to a climax.  He kept this up for a while, backing
off every so often when her moans became more strident and she started to push
harder back against his face and fingers.  This went on for what seemed like a
long time till Naomi couldn't help herself and muttered, "please."

Tony smiled into her pussy.  She was almost there.  He said, "please what."  

Naomi said, "please make me cum, I'm so close."

Tony said, "if you want to cum its going to have to be from fucking you."

Naomi was quiet for second as Tony went back to his licking and fingering.  Then
said, "okay."

"Okay what?"

"Okay, I'm ready for you to put it in me now."

"No you aren't.  I want to hear you begging."

Naomi was silent and he went back to it.  She was soon covered in a film of
sweat, he skin visably flushed.  Instead of gently palming her nipples she was
pulling and twisting at them.  Her hands had reached for her groin several times
only to have Tony pull his mouth away and use his hands to hold her own hands
away from her cunt.

"Please put it in me."

Tony smiled, she was ready.  "Beg me to fuck you."

Naomi quietly said, "Please fuck me."

Tony reached down and tweaked her clit, she almost came.  When her hand tried to
get to her crotch he slapped it.  She closed her eyes and moaned, "please please
fuck me."

Tony said, "beg me to fuck you like the slut you are.  And do it loud so Marcus
can hear, or he might start in on your father."

Naomi was so close, the thought of her father made he feel deeply ashamed, but
it also aroused her even more.  He could hear her.  He could hear the sounds she
was making.  She wondered if the sounds gave her father a hard on.  Then she
said, "Please fuck me like slut."

Tony laughed, and said, "louder."

"Please mister, please fuck me like a slut!"  Naomi realized she didn't know the
name of the man who was about to take her virginity, and that excited her even
more.

Tony smiled and stroked her pussy, "Again."

"Please mister, fuck me!  Pop my cherry and fuck me like a slut!"

Tony said, "since you want it so bad."

He slid forward and used one hand to position his dick, he slowly inserted just
the tip into her.  Naomi mewled at the sensation.  She was getting fucked, his
dick felt so big.  Then he leaned forward and put one hand on her mons above his
penis.  He started flicking her clit.  The stimulation was all it took, Naomi
screamed into the best cum of her young life, as it peaked Tony slammed into her
breaking her hymen.  The pain mixed with the pleasure and as Tony started
pumping she went into multiple climaxes.  She nearly blacked out as she finally
started to come down Tony couldn't hold off any longer and pumped her pussy full
of come.  He groaned, "Take it you little slut!"  He froze her slender ankles in
his grip and her legs wide open with her weight on her shoulders.  A long loud
groan came from his throat.  Finally he slumped and smiled at Naomi.  He said,
"that was a hell of a fuck for a first timer."

Naomi lay there staring up at him.  This man who had forced her to have sex with
him, who wasn't her boy friend, had just given her the most fantastic feeling
she'd ever had.  She wanted to feel that again.  She wondered if she really was
a slut.

Tony shook himself then stood up.  He motioned for Naomi to sit up.  Slowly she
did.  Then Tony said, "Now clean me off."  Naomi looked at the large semi-erect
penis in front of her face.  It was wet and had pinkish streaks of fluid on it. 
She realized that it was a mixture of her fluids, his ejaculate and her virgin's
blood.  She looked up at him, "no please."  Tony reached out and took a fist
full of her hair.  He said, "I didn't ask slut, do it.  You've given blowjobs
before."

Naomi opened her mouth and took the turgid member into her face.  She started
licking trying to get the fluids off on it.  Then the hand in her hair started
to force her head forward and backwards.  Tony simply said, "suck."  Naomi
started sucking on the out stroke.  Soon he was bottoming out in the back of her
throat.  Her jaws were so wide that they were starting to ache.  She knew to
time her breathing to the motion from her sessions with Bobby.  Then suddenly he
jerked her to him and held her.  She started to gag and he made that same
moaning sound.  Naomi was jerking and trying ineffectually to push away and she
felt hot fluid spew into the back of her mouth.  She tried to swallow but not
all would go down.  Finally Tony released her and she sucked in a breath and
choked on the cum in her mouth.  She started coughing a small bits specks of cum
hit the floor and Tony's leg.

He waited a minute and then said, "lick it off."

A frazzled Naomi looked up at him and said, "what?"

Tony pointed at the spots on his leg.  He said, "lick that off my leg."

Naomi had a moment of rebellion, then she leaned forward and began to lick the
small drop off his leg.  After a couple of minutes she couldn't find any more
and she sat back.  Tony said, "you were good.  That takes care of your father's
debt till Friday."

Naomi just sat staring at the floor.  Tony picked up his clothes and got
dressed.  He walked back into the living room and collect Marcus.  He said to
Amos as they left, "Hellova fuck your daughter."

Amos sat quietly wondering how long it would be before his young innocent
daughter would come let him loose.  But was she innocent?

Naomi sat naked on the floor of her father's bedroom trying to sort out her
experiences.  It was too much for her to just shrug of, the degradation, the
sensations, the orgasms.  Her nipples and pussy were still tingling.  She cupped
her bleeding pussy and started to rub it, despite the pain she was soon
vigorously masturbating.  The orgasm she gave herself was nice, but nothing
compared to the soul shattering intensity of what the man in the suit had done
to her.

Finally she broke into sobs, then tears and cried for at least 30 strait minutes
before she figured out that her daddy must still be tied up.  She struggled to
her feet and staggered into the living room.  A couple of minutes of tugging and
she finally got one of his arms loose.  He did the other tape and then pulled
his nude daughter to him.  He couldn't help but notice how sexy she looked and
how she smelled.  And the crusty material drying on the insides of her thighs.

Both of them broke down into tears and repeated cries of "I'm sorry!"