Author's Note: This odd story started in the Nonconsensual/Reluctant category since it involved kidnapping, coercion, and molestation. It then morphed into the Erotic Couplings category with wild consensual sex and lust. However, it ultimately ended up as a Romance of two vastly different individuals who fell in love through unusual circumstances and the unexpected discovery of their latent needs in each other. Hey, some romances start out rather strangely and this is one of them. Let me know if you (and hopefully the Literotica powers that be) agree. Enjoy the telling of this tale.
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Her name was Carolyn, and she was the "collateral" needed to ensure her father's cooperation.
Carolyn's father was the Circuit Court judge who often presided over highly publicized and sensitive criminal cases. Commonly referred to as the 'Judge,' he had a reputation for being tough on the denizens of the underworld and was known for handing out extremely harsh sentences to convicted career criminals. Rather than face the Judge if convicted, many defendants opted to cut plea bargains with the prosecution. In exchange for lighter sentences or possibly witness protection, the accused would then divulge needed and valuable inside information on the activities of the criminal world and its key figures.
The current high-profile case involved an alleged organized crime lieutenant who was caught in an elaborate sting operation by a multi-law enforcement task force. It did not bode well for the accused when his case was placed on the docket of the Judge since he knew that as a repeat offender, the book would be thrown at him if convicted. However, he also knew that If he sought to save himself, his betrayal would expose corrupt politicians and officials at the highest levels of the state government and his criminal associates with whom they regularly pandered.
This distinct possibility deeply concerned Big Larry, the state's reputed godfather of organized crime. He knew that a plea deal cut by his lieutenant would endanger his years of networking and downright 'schmoozing' at all echelons of society, politics, and organized labor; disrupt his well-established system of political favoritism, backroom deals, and bribes that were woven into how the government did business with his shadowy organization, and for the first time, incriminate him.
Big Larry was never one to believe in luck or to count on the loyalty and intestinal fortitude of his indicted lieutenant. After subtly putting out the word to his system of informants, he received the news he was looking for. A legal secretary in the Attorney General's Office who was familiar with the case in question, owed him big time for repeatedly making her many large Las Vegas gambling debts miraculously disappear. In her astute assessment, the secretary confided that while the government's case was largely circumstantial and weak, the deputy AG in charge was using the threat of the Judge to pressure the defendant into flipping and squealing.
"Hmmm, that makes sense. The Judge was chosen because of his ethical determination, moral courage, and well-earned reputation for making the hard call even if it meant imprisoning acquaintances and friends. Largely viewed as unimpeachable, this Japanese-American bastard had his own "samurai-like" code of honor when it comes to career criminals. He has scorned and reported those who sought to influence his judicial decisions either through subtle pressure or blatant bribes. Shit, even a few unsanctioned "accidental mishaps" by my hot-headed underlings didn't scare or deter him.
"Yeah, the Judge is one hell of a tough nut to crack. He doesn't drink, gamble, or seeming to have any exploitable vices. Even though the guy has been widowed for years, he doesn't seem to have any romantic interests and might as well be some fucking monk. He could retire if he wanted to but keeps hanging in there and zinging it to my guys. Hell, I've got to find a different approach."
Then it occurred to Big Larry that when the brute force of a battle-ax did not work, the subtleness of a slender stiletto to the heart might prove more effective. Accepting this shift in tactics, Big Larry focused on exploiting the Judge's relationships to find that right chink in the Judge's ethical armor. Having secretly studied his adversary for years, Big Larry firmly believed that the only weakness the Judge had was his one and only child, Carolyn.
As a long-time widower, the Judge had raised his daughter virtually by himself. Despite his busy and demanding schedule, he had somehow managed to be there when she needed him. Big Larry's file on Carolyn contained numerous newspaper clips and photos of father and daughter which to his perceptive eye indicated a doting affection from a man many had thought of as being hard-hearted and cold. As a ruthless bastard himself, Big Larry had no problem in taking advantage of this perceived vulnerability of his adversary.
Carolyn attended the exclusive all-girls school that was commonly called the Academy and which was known for producing highly confident, well-rounded, and assertive young women. Academy graduates were known to excel in the Ivy League universities that they attended, easily mingled with the upper crust of society, commerce, and politics, and were widely regarded as the female leaders of tomorrow.
From an early age, Carolyn had shown promise. She excelled at tennis and golf, the necessary tools for her future social and business endeavors, was the student body president, and the school's debate team captain. Voted most likely to succeed, Carolyn embodied what an Academy young woman was. Besides being intelligent and athletic, she was attractive with a slender build and was known to have a quirky sense of humor, an extremely quick mind, and endearing sociability.
"Hmmm, you would never think that Carolyn is eighteen years old... she looks more like a cute kid...sweet, good, and naive. Maybe it is because although five-feet-three, she's kind of skinny and with no tits...like flat as a pancake...and with a trim stomach and narrow hips. Her buns could use a bit more padding but her legs are well-proportioned and shapely. Still, I have to admit that Carolyn isn't bad-looking.
"From what my people tell me, Carolyn has a lot of friends...mostly girls but with some geeky, rich boys from high-mucky-mucky private schools. Huh, those little wimps are the sons of fathers who like to wheel-and-deal and are not above taking some pay-ola under the table for some special consideration. The reports read that she has never been involved and does not have a boyfriend. Hmmm...still a virgin in today's world? More leverage against Daddy...perhaps the best. Now how to do this right."
At the relatively young age of forty-four, Big Larry's meteoric rise to power in his criminal world wasn't due to vicious brutality, mindless bravado, or rash actions. His underlings knew and trusted him to be meticulous in crafting elaborate schemes with multiple layers in which the players were trusted and capable. Each person was insulated in that he only knew his portion of the master plan. Because of this limited knowledge, no one if caught by the police could squeal on the other players, the overall operation, and more importantly, implicate Big Larry.
However, while Big Larry liked to do things according to his own timetable, the case involving his lieutenant was particularly short-fused. His AG informant warned that the threat of the Judge was being heavily applied to coerce a plea deal. Therefore, although he was uncomfortable with what he felt was a half-thought-out plan, Big Larry was forced to put it in motion with a simple snatch-and-grab of Carolyn.
