Daddy
#5 of Shorts
Desperate for independence, Emily takes up an unusual job opportunity to pay back a loan with some unexpected consequences.
First off, this is not an original story idea by me. I read something similar many years ago and the story stuck with me. I have never been able to find that story again, nor do I know whom the original author was, all credit goes to that person. This is just my spin on it.
That being said, all characters are of legal and and are 18+ or older. Any likenesses to real people and places is purely coincidental. If you are not of legal age, do not read any further.
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Emily had always been the independent sort, so it burned her that she had to take a personal loan from her father to pay her way through college. Everett was a shrewd businessman and had always been strict on his daughter ever since his wife had passed, this led to a rather strained relationship between the two.
It was for this reason that Emily was happy to finally get out of her father's house and into a dormitory and gain some independence when she finally made it into a prestigious college under her own efforts. Unfortunately as luck and life would have it, things happened and kept on happening in Emily's life and she needed more money than she currently had saved up for emergencies.
Time ran short and she had no option but to ask her father for a loan as her waitressing jobs just weren't cutting it, she couldn't afford her lifestyle on tips alone. Everett had agreed to the loan with the stipulation that he would charge interest and penalties for late or non-payment, forcing his daughter to sign a legal binding document that honestly felt like she was signing over her soul to the Devil instead of the man whom had brought her into this world. The desperate Emily had no choice but to agree, with no real credit history yet, banks were out of the question and even she wasn't desperate enough to trust a loan shark, at least one useful lesson her bastard of a father had taught her growing up.
The first month was tough, but she managed to pay back the first installment, but only barely. Her studies were staring to take a knock as she had to cover more hours to make up the difference, but ever the headstrong vixen Emily was determined to soldier on. The second month was even worse and by the third month Emily worried she wouldn't be able to make any payment due to her work and school schedule conflicting so much.
Just when all hope seemed lost and she might have to drop out of college, sitting in the common room one evening with her head held in her hands and sniffling at her plight she heard a familiar soothing voice say her name as someone sat down close beside her. It was Janice, a recent friend she'd made in art class that seemed to have it all, the clothes and latest phone, a nice apartment. All while attending college and she never really seemed to be stressed or even work at all. Over a coffee late that evening Janice let Emily in on a little secret, she was an escort. Old men paid handsomely to have a pretty piece of eye-candy on their arm, even more money if said eye-candy was willing to bend the rules and sleep with them. At first Emily was shocked and declined the offer to join the company Janice was registered with, but a few days later when the restaurant where she worked at got an online complaint about her and had to let her go, she had no choice. She was out of options and refused to bow to her father's agreement stipulations for the loan, she would not give up on her art and switch majors to boring old finance or even worse, a law degree.
An angry and annoyed Emily called up Janice and arranged a meeting with the company, with relief she found it was an upscale place which only catered to the rich and famous and whom guaranteed absolute discretion for both their "girls" as well as their clients so she wouldn't have to be dealing with riffraff and even more unlikely to meet anyone she knew.
The first few jobs were a bit awkward, making decent money and able to make the base payments of her loan off, but still not making enough to live it up like Janice was. Emily quickly gathered that Janice must be bending the rules fairly regularly considering the lifestyle she enjoyed. One mandatory stiff and formal dinner with her father later and his constant comments about her slow repayment of the loan later and Emily threw caution to the wind, a subtle middle finger to her rigid old man and he wouldn't even know it.
She started bending the rules to get more money, a little hand job here, a blowjob there, but nothing that she wouldn't do on a normal date with a cute guy she told herself. At least here she was making decent money and able to pay back her loan faster which was just the cherry on top of it all. Eventually she even let an old badger masturbate over her naked body on his hotel bed, the old codger saying he'd heard his Japanese business colleagues talk about a bukake and thought it sounded thrilling. Still she refused to let anyone actually fuck her, she hadn't felt the need to as she had managed to gather enough funds to pay off her loan anyway so there was no need to go that far.
Handing over five large denomination bills with the words "Dads loan paid in full", a word on each note to her father on their next dinner. The bastard didn't even bother counting the money, he never even looked at it as he finished his meal and asked her about school and passing a comment on her new dark hair color she'd dyed it just for this occasion to cement her independence. Instead the old fox just folded the notes and stuffed them into the inside of his jacket pocket as if it were an annoyance.
Emily was steaming by the time she got back to her room, after everything she put up with to pay her father back and he didn't even give her the satisfaction of saying thank you or looking surprised, let alone proud his little girl was able to stand on her own two feet. It seemed he didn't even care what his little girl did in order to pay him back, so when she got a surprise offer from the company for a very special request, she jumped at the chance. Whomever the company wanted her to entertain would be getting more than they bargained for, Emily told herself.
"He's our top client, always asks for the same thing. A young vixen with strawberry blond hair, only this time he wants one with black hair. Our only other brunette vixen is out sick, but Janice tells us you just dyed your hair recently? He pays very well and will leave a tip if you..uh...do everything he asks?" Came the nervous voice of her booking agent. It was very unusual and unorthodox for the company to directly request one of their staff bend the rules like this, immediately Emily knew this meant it would be a big payday if this client could be so bold to pressure the company to provide such a service for him. After a brief discussion of the job, Emily accepted. "Daddy's little girl is going to go wild..." she crooned to herself after hanging up the call and accepting the job.
She was to meet the mystery client in the penthouse of five-star hotel downtown, close to where their client was visiting for work. The client had a few demands that were to be followed to the letter, no questions asked. If his demands were not met, he would leave immediately and cancel his services with their business, as Janice had explained to Emily, this would be a major loss they would not be happy about, so a lot was riding on this one job. She was to stand naked in the middle of the room wearing nothing but a blindfold and a pair of black high heels with thigh high stockings and a garter-belt. She was not to speak and she was to follow any direction given to her, verbal or otherwise. There was a strict understanding that she will be fucked by the client and the more she let him do with and to her, the more she would be paid for her services. Of course she was guaranteed that she would not be physically harmed, this was all just a power trip for the client to dominate a young vixen.
The day of the job arrived and Emily stood nervously in the center of the penthouse room as directed, a heavy blindfold about her eyes as she waited for someone to enter the room. Her paws fidgeting with her garter-belt as she waited patiently, standing for what seemed like hours but was probably only minutes, naked and exposed. Just as her doubts started to reach an all-time high and she was about to bug out, the large heavy doors opened. She could feel the presence of someone else in the room, a paw almost raising to wave hello but she stopped herself instantly. She thought she heard a faint approving growl as the person slowly circled her, feeling him moving behind her, at her sides and in front of her as his eyes drank in every inch of her nude form. Her client made another full circle before standing before her, a pair of strong hands resting at her hips and brushing up her sides, lingering at her waist a moment before moving up to cup her breasts and heft their weight in his palms, giving gentle squeezes to her flesh. With a light touch his thumbs brushed across her nipples a few times, making her flesh perk and stiffen along with an involuntary gasp she quickly bit back with a little wince. Whomever was touching her seemed to know how to excite her, try as she might she couldn't stop from making little sounds every time he touched somewhere new, having to bite down rather hard on her bottom lip as his hand found its way between her thighs. A thumb circling her clit with light brushes until she started to squirm and rub her thighs together, only then did she feel a thick finger brush back past her lips, wriggling side to side before sinking within her and finally getting her to groan. She technically wasn't a virgin, some of Janice's toys had seen to that, but she wasn't very experienced either and still felt like one apparently judging by another satisfied soft growl from her client. His thick finger pumping in and out of her a few times before being withdrawn, her ears perked and a blush touched their insides as she clearly heard the client suck his digit clean.
Strong hands gripped her by the shoulders and firmly guided her backwards until her calves met a soft bed, with a shove back she yelped as she fall down on her back with thighs parted, the blindfold making the fall feel worse than it actually was. Again she nearly spoke to chastise her client, but thankfully he was on her before she could utter a single word. His hot tongue grazing between her thighs as he gripped behind her knees to lift and spread her legs, baring her to his hungry gaze and maw. Her paws nearly reaching out to grip his hair before she caught herself, though she would be unable to stop herself from moaning as whomever was between her thighs sure as hell knew how to eat pussy. A long soft and flexible tongue wormed about inside her while a cold nose rubbed against her exposed clit as the client feasted on her like a starved maniac. Within mere moments he had the young vixen whimpering and gasping, her paws clutching at the bed as she bucked uncontrollably beneath him, her thighs being held spread with claws digging into the backs of her knees as she cried out in blissful agony. Her climax hitting like a truck as she writhed and bucked, but still her client wouldn't relent, lapping and kissing at her sex until she was a panting mess on the bed.
Only once he was satisfied she was done and cleaned up by his tongue would he stand up, pushing her knees further up to line himself up with her slick sex. Emily felt the weight of his cock slap down with a damp kiss to her folds, feeling his hips saw back and forth to let her feel the length that would soon be inside her dragging back and forth over her opening a few times before he pulled back, letting the weight of his cock drag his tapered tip down and catch at the opening of her pussy. With one practiced slow and firm push he sheathed himself into her, uttering a single word she couldn't quite make out with how hard blood was pumping in her ears. The sensation was too good, her toes even flexed and curled enough to make little popping sounds as she clenched down on the cock inside her. She could tell he was trying to hold back and pace himself, but soon his need to cum won out and she found herself on the pleasured side of a hard and frantic fucking. His hips clapped against her behind and the backs of her thighs as he bucked into her almost frantically, growling into her ear and even feeling little droplets of spittle on her face from his snarl of pleasure. She felt something battering her opening and realized her client must be some form of canine as that was obviously a knot trying to enter her, but thankfully he seemed still with it enough not to tie her. That however didn't stop him from cumming inside her, feeling the hot flush of his seed deep inside her. A brief moment of panic flaring in the back of her mind as she tried to remember the date and when she last took her pill, feeling the load her client was pumping her with she did the quick calculations in her head and gave a relaxed sigh as she was safe.
Emily could hear him panting as he slowly drew himself from her, only to feel herself being turned about to have her head hanging over the edge of the bed. The scent of a virile male touching her nose, vaguely familiar as she felt his cocktip brush against her lips. She knew what he wanted and willingly opened her mouth to let him slip between her lips and upside down little fangs. Sucking at his tip and cleaning him with her tongue, she tasted both herself and his seed as more and more of his softening cock pushed past her lips. Soon he would be slowly fucking her mouth, his deflating cock reversing and starting to stiffen again until at full mast he was touching the back of her throat every other stroke. Emily would start to gag as his cock went too deep, this apparently displeased him as he pulled out of her maw and instead tugged her from the bed, only to be pushed face down over the edge with her ass up. Her ears lying flat as if she'd just been admonished by her father for failing a test.
One hand gripped and lifted her tail as the other started to spank her like she was naughty child, only now there was a clearly more sexual edge to it. In her younger years Emily felt this sort of thing was degrading and cruel, but in the current setting she found herself actually getting excited and more turned on by it, a fact her client seemed to notice as well. The thumb of the hand holding her tail reached below and pressed against her untouched pucker, at first Emily gasped and tried to lower her tail, but this was met by another disapproving growl. Reluctantly she let him lift her tail and touch her there again, only this time he pressed his thumb against her pucker with more insistence and managed to wiggle his way a little deeper. Resigning herself to the fact she would be losing her last virginity to a stranger, Emily lay her head flat on the bed before her as she grabbed pawfuls of the bedspread and braced for her clients next demand.
Almost as if in confirmation of this fact Emily heard the pop of a bottle followed by a cool slick sensation under her tail as she was prepared for the inevitable. Thankfully her client seemed to be more in control after his climax that he took his time in preparing her before slowly claiming her last cherry. A thick finger slowly and gently teased around her little ring before trying to press in, waiting for her to actually start moving and pressing back against the attention. Slowly and steadily he worked a thick digit into her, gentle pumping motions as he gradually worked her open and able to take another finger. By the time he was pumping two thick digits in and out under her tail, Emily would be surprised to hear herself actually groaning in pleasure from having her butt played with like this.
The stranger's fingers slowly withdrew from her as he moved up behind her, again she felt that hot hard length between her cheeks as he ground against her. Closing her eyes and chewing at her bottom lip nervously, she forced her tail to raise a little as if giving him permission to continue. Continue he would, pulling his hips back as that tapered tip slowly dragged down and across her little opening, catching on the small indent before he reversed direction and achingly slowly began to push against it. The copious amounts of lube would help him claim his last prize as with a gasp from her and a groan from him, her last vestige of virginity bloomed and swallowed his tip. Another inch soon followed, pausing to make sure she was okay before working another and another into the young vixen.
After his hips finally met her behind and his knot kissed her stretched and aching ring, Emily blushed as she had to admit this didn't feel as bad as she had feared. Though when he started moving slowly, working her with every inch of his cock, she was overcome with too many sensations. Almost like fireworks going off in her mind, her body couldn't make sense of what was happening as something so unnatural was bringing her this much pleasure. A hand brushed over her hip and down between her thighs where he began to rub at her clit, making Emily buck and squirm under the mountain of sensations. It all became too much and the last thing she remembered feeling was a sudden pressure and stretching under her tail as his knot popped inside her before darkness claimed her and she passed out.
She wasn't sure how long it was since she'd blacked out, but when she woke up she was tucked into the large bed with her blindfold removed. Her clothes neatly folded in a chair beside the bed with her tip, five neatly arranged large denomination bills fanned out atop her clothing. Emily's heart skipped a beat and her blood ran cold as she picked up the money and saw in her handwriting "Dads loan paid in full" inscribed on them.