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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.