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My Wife Gambled and Lost
By Red Tempest
Introduction
Before I start this story, let me tell you a little bit about my family. My name is Kevin Jones and Krystal is my wife's name. Krystal has a very nice body (34B-25-35). She keeps herself in shape by working out at our local gym. She does a good job taking care of the house and raising our two twin eighteen year old girls. Katie is the oldest by ten minutes. She has an athletic body and her breasts are small. Kathy is a very bubbly type of girl. Her body has developed much faster than her sister's did, and her curves match her mother's, except she is bigger in the breasts. How do I know this, well girls talk and I listen. You might say that I have big ears. Both girls have auburn hair and brown eyes. They take after their mother in looks. She has auburn hair and brown eyes. I stand five feet, nine inches tall, weigh 175 pounds and I have brown hair and eyes.
Chapter One
How Krystal's Troubles Begin
Kevin:
I knew about the Indian casino, but not the after hour's casino, that is run by a casino boss (similar to ones in the mob, but this is more of a local mob). The Indians would sell the debt markers to the racketeers and they would encourage the person in debt to come to their casino to win back their money. I discovered this at a later date.
This took place over a period of twelve months. It is odd as hell that I never suspected a thing. I guess that I was just too busy; also I was out of town a lot for work. I guess that I was just too damn trusting. Boy was I ever wrong.
Krystal:
It started about a year ago when I went to the Indian casino with my girlfriends. I got in way over my head gambling. It appeared that the Indians encourage this so they could sell the marker to the racketeers, who would then have that person deep into their pockets.
The racketeers convinced me to come to their after hours casino to win my money back. But that would never happen and over six month's time, I was forty thousand in debt to them. I went through all of our savings, and checking accounts. I also gambled away the girls college fund. I thought I might remortgage our house; but it would take Kevin's signature along with mine to do that. I was afraid to try and forge Kevin's signature. Kevin is good friends with the bank officials, and I am sure they would notice that Kevin's signature was wrong.
One night when I got to the casino, a couple of the girls took me upstairs to a room, which had some clothes laid out on the bed.
"What is going on," I asked.
"The boss wants you to help us work a private party," they said.
"I don't think so, there is no way that I am going to that party," I responded.
At that moment the door opens and the casino boss walks in with his two big black enforcers.
"This is what is going to happen, you owe us a lot of money and you are going to work this party and will do whatever any of the guests ask you to do. Further, if you don't cooperate I will have my two enforcers here inflict some punishment not only to you, but to both of your daughters and your husband," he said.
The two big black men cracked their knuckles and one grabbed his crotch as they smiled wickedly at me. I could just guess what was going through their minds. I just stood there in shock.
"Do you understand?" He asked.
I just nodded my head yes and started to softly cry.
"OK girls get her ready for the party," he instructed them.
They took me into the bathroom and cleaned my pussy with a douche. They shaved my pussy, leaving just a nice landing strip above my slit. Then they gave me an enema.
"What is that for?" I asked.
"Some of the guys will want to fuck your ass and you need to be cleaned out so that they don't hurt you up there," one of the girls replied.
"I have never had sex in my butt before."
They both said together, "You will now."
"So just what do I have to do?"
"You will bring a client up to this room and have sex with him or her and do anything in a sexual act that they ask you to perform. They are not allowed to hurt you in any physical manner. If that should happen just scream. There will be a guard outside of your door and he will come in and help you out."
"A trick costs the client two hundred and fifty dollars for a half-hour. You get to keep any tips. We try and turn four tricks a night. That helps to pay for the interest that we owe on the debt," they said.
"Do you ever catch up?" I asked them hopefully.
They both shook their heads no.
I turned three tricks that night, all were men and it was just a blow job and a fuck to each guy. There was no wild or crazy sex and thankfully I did not know anybody at the party. I got home around 1:30 a.m. dead tired. I took a bath trying to scrub my body clean. I then climbed into bed, falling asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow. The alarm went off at 6:00 a.m., I had to get the girls up and get them ready for school and myself ready for work.
At the next party, I was in the bathroom getting ready. The casino boss walked in and sat down on the bed. I walked out of the bathroom naked and I was startled when I saw him sitting there on the bed. I stood there embarrassed by my nakedness.
"I need to see just how good of a fuck you are, so I know what clients to send your way," he said.
"Now take my pants down and suck my cock," he instructed.
I walked up to him and got down on my knees and pulled his pants and underwear down to his feet. His cock is not that large, maybe six inches, but it is very fat. I looked up at him straight in the eyes, as I lowered my head down and started to suck on his cock. I licked and sucked the head of his cock, and put my tongue into his eruption eye, then licked down the shaft to his sack. I gently sucked on one ball and then the other one and then back up the shaft to the head.
I start to deep throat his cock, until it is all in my mouth and throat. He started to groan as I pick up the pace and I began to suck him harder. He lets out a deep grunt and unloads his cum deep down into my throat. I gagged a couple times, but swallowed all of his cum.
"Was that ok," I asked.
The casino boss just grunted, and hollered at the door. It opened and one of the big black guys walked in. "Fuck her while I watch you," he told him.
He dropped his pants and his huge black piece of meat swung between his legs. My eyes got as big as saucers when I saw the size of his cock. The thought of that huge cock invading my pussy had me scared. He grabbed me and tossed me up on the bed.
"Relax baby, I sure do love sweet white meat and that their pussy will stretch wide open to let my cock inside of you," he laughed.
He proceeded to spread my legs wide apart and stuck the head of his cock into my pussy, and he started to push his cock into my scared sex. I grunted and groaned in pain, as that huge monster invaded my pussy. Slowly he fed that black snake into me until he hit bottom. He started to fuck me and I could not believe just how good it started to feel. My pussy began to get really wet and I could feel my climax start to build.
"Ah boss I think this sweet white meat likes this black cock, her pussy is getting slippery for me," he said.
I just could not believe just how my body began to betray me. I started to have a massive orgasm. It caused me to grunt and groan in pleasure. Sweat ran down my face, as my juices began to leak out of my pussy. Just then the black guy gave a big groan and filled my pussy full of his hot seed. He filled me so full that it flowed out of my pussy and down the crack of my ass. Both of our juices made a big puddle on the bed sheet.
"She sure is a good fuck," he told his boss.
I have a verbal agreement with the casino boss to work in at least three parties a week, when Kevin is not home. My interest is six percent a week or twenty-four hundred dollars, plus one hundred dollars in expenses.
I will need to turn ten tricks a week to break even. Now you can see how I will never get out of this mess. The odds are stacked up against me right from the beginning.
Kevin was home for a while, so I missed a few parties. I missed making my interest payments. By missing those parties, I am getting behind and need to catch up, before they start to threaten my daughters.
At one party our neighbor (Ed) saw me working. I was standing at the bar having a drink, when Ed walked up to the bar to order a drink and he noticed right away it's me standing just a short distance from him.
"Krystal what are you doing here dressed up like that? My God they have you working this party, don=t they? He pointedly asked me.
'Oh God I thought what is Ed doing here'
I just stared at him with a shocked look on my face.
"What happened did they get you for non payment on your gambling debt?" He asked.
I just nodded my head yes, as tears leaked from my eyes.
"I will be right back; don't go away and don't take any clients, until I get back."
Again I just nodded my head yes.
Ed was gone for about twenty minutes talking with the casino boss. He came back and grabbed my hand and leads me over to a table where we had another drink.
"OK I talked with him and he told me you owed them forty thousand and are two weeks behind on your interest payments. Is that correct as far as you know?" He asked.
I just shook my head yes, as tears started to trickle down my cheeks.
"Alright I cut a deal with him, I gave him twelve hundred and fifty to cover last weeks interest, and he agreed to wave the remaining interest fee for last week. You still have this week to pay yet."
"There is no way that I can fuck you five times in one night to get my money back, so I will do you tonight and I got four in reserve that I will take over the course of the next few weeks back at either of our houses. That way I won't be interfering with you making money to cover your payments," he said.
"Thanks Ed I appreciate your help and your money and I agree to your terms," I said with the tears still flowing down my cheeks.
We went up the stairs to the bedroom I use to service my clients. Ed went to the bathroom to take a piss. When he returned to the bedroom, I was laying on the bed naked. My fingers are massaging my pussy lips.
"Stroke that pussy baby; I want to see you cum," Ed softly cooed at me, as he stripped his clothes off.
