Chapter 13: Payment Due

Mike Tremble was an investment banker, with a taste for cocaine. He lived a normal life on the outside- luxury home, leased BMW, wife and two kids. Lots of investments; his money was hard to trace. What no one knew, not even his wife, was that Mike’s sole customer was Bennie Jackson, the North Side’s most successful cocaine dealer. He ran a large group of thugs who distributed coke and collected payment with extreme prejudice. To hide his illegal money, Mike Tremble was investing it and keeping Jackson’s money safe.

The problem was that Mike Tremble had been taking more than his agreed upon share. Entitled to 5%, Jackson has found that Tremble was actually keeping 7%. Bennie Jackson had Dogg and Jameer visit him, and a good beating put Mike on the right path again. Then later, Jackson saw that Mike Tremble was once again keeping more than his share. Jackson saw this as a debt to be collected, in the amount of $222,000. He sent Dogg and his crew to visit Tremble and collect the money; remind him who he’s dealing with.

Around 7 PM, the doorbell rang at the Tremble home. Mike opened it and was shocked to see three of Jackson’s collectors standing there. They walked right in, all business-like, big, all wearing dark sunglasses. The family sat around in the family room, watching TV and doing different things. They all turned and stared when Mike walked in with these three big black men. One man shoved him into the family room.

“Listen,” Mike said trying to keep it quiet. “What are you guys doing here? You can’t come here. I work from my office in Classen.”

Dogg spoke up. “We ain’t here but for one thing, Mister Tremble. Jackson says you’ve been overcharging him. Again. Says you owe him money. Two hundred and twenty-two thousand dollars to be exact. We is here to collect.”

As his family looked on, confused, Mike went on. “Listen, tell Jackson I’ll talk to him tomorrow, at the office. Now go on, get out. You gotta go...”

T, Jameer and Dogg stood there. Dogg moved closer to Mike, pulled out a switchblade; snapped it open. The family gasped. He went on.

“We ain’t going nowhere chump, not until we gets the money you owe us.” Mike argued briefly, but with Dogg holding the blade and his family right here, Mike decided to get the money and work it out with Jackson tomorrow. He went into his office with Dogg, while T and Jameer watched the family.

Marie Tremble was 36, Mike’s rather average looking wife. Somewhat overweight, protected from the outside world by his money. Until now. Marie sat on the couch, not moving, not sure what to do. She tried to ask them questions, but they just told her to shut up. With her were her two daughters, Kimberly, 16, and Susan, 14. Both girls sat on the couch with her. They were all huddled up on it now, holding each other, looking very confused and very scared.

While her husband and Dogg were in the office, Jameer was noticing the two girls. One was a little older, maybe sixteen or seventeen he figured. Nice blonde hair, cute face, nice body. She had on an oversized shirt and shorts. Nice legs. Kinda average in looks, but nice. She had some tits under there; just couldn’t see much with her clutching it tightly around her. Her younger sister was probably fifteen or sixteen. She looked younger, but her tits were about as big as her sisters. She had blonde hair too, lighter than her sister. Jeesh, she looked like maybe 13 or 14. Short top, shorts. Long, skinny legs. Nice tits alright. He turned back and stared at the older girl’s trembling lips. She was very cute, that young girl body of hers looking mighty nice. Scared too; she was shaking some. He liked them scared. He said to T, “Now ain’t that a pretty young thing sitting there.”

T had noticed too, but he was actually a little more interested in the younger one. It was sick and he knew it, but damn, that little white girl in short-shorts and a short top, well she was looking mighty good. He replied to Jameer, “Yo, Jackson wants us to collect what’s owed to him, and make sure he doesn’t try it again. You thinking what I am?”

Jameer laughed some. “Shoot, I thought we were just gonna bust him up some, but I’m likin’ this idea a whole lot better, if we be thinkin’ the same jam, brother.” Just then the two came out of the office, Dogg held a gym bag, heavy with cash. Dogg growled at Mike to sit down, shoving him to the couch, the four family members now sitting together. Dogg turned to the other two. “Mutherfucker was twelve thousand short. What you think we should do about that?”

Jameer said, “The Man said, teach him a lesson. Well, the way we sees it, he owes him 12 grand plus interest. Now ‘cause he ain’t got it, now there’s a penalty fee he owes. We know a way he can pay the penalty fee. What you think?” He winked with a grin.

Dogg smiled. “Ah likes that idea.” T and Jameer moved next to Mike, then began to tape up his hands behind him. Dogg kept saying, “Nice and tight, plenty strong...” More tape went over his mouth, then his ankles got taped up good. As they worked, Marie kept asking who they were, what did they want, how do you know these men? But, as soon as they finished, they moved right to her. They taped her up the same way. The two girls sat together at the end of the couch, crying, pleading with them to let their parents go.

Dogg turned to Mike, said, “tell you what, white boy. You still owe us the money, plus interest. But now you got to pay the penalty fee for being short. Penalty. Fee. Which one of these bitches is gonna pay that? Huh? Which one, motherfucker?!”

Mike sat there next to his wife and daughters. He didn’t know how to answer; he wasn’t even sure he understood the question. Pay? Marie had a couple of bucks in her purse maybe, the kids didn’t have anything. Then Dogg turned to his daughter, Kimberly.

T and Jameer watched as Dogg turned to Kimberly. “Yo, bitch, stand the fuck up!” he yelled at her. She looked around at her parents, not sure what to do, shaking in fear of these intruders. She froze, gripping her sister.

T moved behind the couch, grabbed the father’s head from behind, put his assault knife to the man’s throat. Dogg turned back to the girls. They were terrified, eyes wide. He yelled, “stand up, girl! Do it!” Dogg grabbed Kimberly’s arm, but she resisted, trying to twist free. Her father tried to stop him too, but Dogg gripped him tighter, pressed the knife harder against his neck. He couldn’t do anything. Kimberly was no match for a much stronger Dogg, and so he rapidly pulled her up as Susan tried desperately to hold onto her sister. Jameer pulled his 9mm from his waist, pointed it at the younger girl’s head. Dogg yelled, “anyone gets up from that couch, he’ll blow her mutherfuckin’ brains out.” Dogg stared angrily at the three on the couch, gripping Kimberly. No one dared to say anything. Nobody dared to move.

Dogg told Jameer to watch them while he and T took the girl into the kitchen. Jameer said, “Save some of that for me!” Dogg called back, “You get dibs on her sister!” The family started yelling, almost getting up. Jameer took his 9mm and put it to the little girl’s face. He yelled at the parents, “Shut the fuck up!” As they continued to plead, more quietly now, they could all hear the others; clearly see them from where they sat. Kimberly was screaming, pleading, “No! No! Don’t! No! Mom! Dad! No!” as Jameer and T pulled her shorts and shirt off. The men were using cuss words, then started laughing at how they were going to rape her. One said, “We gonna fuck that little pussy of yours, baby girl. You ever had black cock before? Well, you gonna get some now! That’s it, baby girl. You be all still and quiet now. You gonna like this. I said be still, bitch! Give me those fucking shorts!” All the while he kept grinning, his face close to hers. He licked her face with his tongue as he pulled his own running pants down. She kept crying, pleading, “No, don’t, no, no, no, I’m, I’m only...” Both her mom and dad tried to do something, but a couple of whacks to the younger daughter’s head kept them seated. Besides, they were taped up good. They couldn’t hardly even move.

Kimberly struggled, but these men were very strong, and she was also very naked now, like she was going to bed. They lifted her onto the cold kitchen table, one of them pushing his way between her thin legs. He kept talking dirty to her, she kept crying for him to stop. She tried hard to keep her knees together in front of him, but he quickly forced them aside. She saw he was pulling his pants down. Her eyes went wide in fear when she got a glimpse of his wiener. His thing was huge! Holy shit, it was big! She was a virgin and probably couldn’t take that. She’d be too small for him. Still, he was now licking her face with his tongue, laughing as his hand ran up her thigh slowly, across her butt cheek, then up her side, onto her small breast. Darn it, her nipple was getting all hard. She pushed and hit him with her fists, but it wasn’t having any effect at all. She felt him moving his other hand around down there as she squinted her eyes shut, turning her head to the side as much as she could. The man yelled at her to open her eyes. His hand squeezed her boob very hard so she opened her tear-filled eyes. Then she felt it; that big thing of his pressing against her ‘down there’. He held his penis with one hand as he kept feeling up her boobs with the other. The other men held her arms tightly, she couldn’t hardly do a thing. He was pushing hard; she could feel her pussy lips actually spread apart some as he rubbed himself around. Then suddenly her body jumped when he actually started to go into her! Oh my God, it hurt! It hurt a lot! Her pussy lips stretched painfully. She was a little wet there, but he was actually going in, oh God, he was going in more! The big black man suddenly slammed his hips forward. His huge thing went way farther into her. Holy shit, it hurt so much! She kicked her legs, screamed and screamed; they almost seemed to enjoy her screaming. The man on top of her started thrusting into her, his powerful arms holding her legs up under her thighs. She was really rocking back and forth a lot now; her vagina struggled to take his massive thing inside of her! She was sobbing now; the pain was intense. And yet, he just kept going faster and faster.

Dogg pushed in more and more. As he did, she screamed even louder, cried even more. She was obviously in a lot of pain and he loved it; she was fucking tight! She struggled some more, crying, pleading, trying to suppress a scream as he pressed farther into her. He got about halfway in, started to move back and forth some. As she cried out for her mommy, gasping for air, her body did what all young girls did when he raped them. Her little cunt bled some, got stimulated next, her young body’s way of trying to protect itself. Soon enough, he was sliding back and forth a whole lot easier. So, he started thrusting into her harder, then slowly easing back, then slamming in hard again. As he raped her, her legs relaxed some. She still thrashed about, but not nearly as much. She stared past him, mouth open, her body jerking back and forth as he fucked her. He licked her neck with his tongue, asked how old she was. She gasped, barely, ‘fif, fif, fifteen...” Dogg kept playing with her small tits, even though she kept trying to stop him with her hands. But that was the fun of it. Dogg slammed harder, pushing his rock-hard cock deep into her, not letting up until every inch of it was finally buried deep into that little baby girl cunt. His crotch hair mashing into her bald pussy. She squeezed her eyes closed with the pain of him reaching the limits inside of her. He held her two thighs with his strong arms, slamming his dick deep into the girl again and again, fast and hard. No mercy for this white girl.