Looking back on her verbal agreement to do what she was about to do; Rebecca wasn't too sure how she ever got up the nerve to agree to it in the first place. Of course, she was desperate for the money. Her son's life saving surgery was just around the corner, and of course there was nothing that she wouldn't do for her precious boy. She had tried to borrow the $18,000 that she needed from her bank, but because she had been a single mom with no child support and a crappy job for so long, her credit was pretty much shot. Of course, her bum of an ex didn't help matters by not ever paying his child support, either. The bank turned her request down without blinking an eyelid.
It all started when she went into one of those "instant loan" shops in an attempt to borrow a couple thousand bucks towards the total that she needed. Carl, the nice-looking manager was eager to make his commission and loan her some money; at least he was until he pulled up her credit rating on the computer. He looked up from his computer screen after pulling her credit, and told her that there wasn't anyone in the business that would be willing to loan her more than her weekly paycheck, which wouldn't even be a drop in the bucket. She recognized that he could tell how desperate she was when she broke down and cried right there in the loan company's office.
He had obviously been in this situation before, because he sat quietly until she could compose herself, handing her a box of tissues in his silence. When she could speak again, she very quietly said "I'm sorry," and "thank you for trying" as she got up to leave his office.
As she walked through his office door, he softly called her name. "Rebecca." "I have been able to help others who have been in your situation get the money they needed through other channels; would you be interested in hearing me out?" She returned to the chair beside his desk, and sat down, hoping without much hope that he had good news, but with a suspicion that whatever he had in mind, it was probably illegal, and she wasn't about to go there.
Carl prefaced his statement by telling her that if she was not interested in his proposition, that would be just fine, but that if she ever told his employers about it, he would simply deny it, and that he could and would destroy her credit rating and make her life a living hell from now on. Would she agree to those terms, he asked? She just nodded yes, and Carl leaned back in his chair, crossed his arms, and smiled at his next victim.
As he began telling her how she could get the money she needed, she felt both disgusted and appalled, and almost got up and stormed out of his office. Almost... She knew that his offer might be her only choice to save her son's life, so she listened while he explained the whole procedure...
He and 5 of his buddies went in together to lease some property about an hour from town up in the hills for deer hunting. The place was high fenced, and was a full section of land with a very nice 3-bedroom lodge next to a small lake. He told her that they had leased it for the last several years, and that it was a year-round lease, and that they were the only ones ever on the property.
Ever since he had taken this job at the finance company, (which was a deliberate choice for the opportunity to take advantage of these desperate women) he and his buddies had been helping pretty young women like herself get the funds they needed in exchange for "quality" time spent with them at the hunting lease.
He explained to Rebecca that they had worked out a system which gave the women exactly the funds they needed, predicated on the amount of time spent at the lease and the number of men in attendance. In her case, she would be paid $3000 by each of the six men (the $18,000 that she needed) as long as she stayed at the lease for the whole 72 hours, so that they each could spend 12 hours with her, one on one. In addition to the 12 hours spent with each man, she would be required to participate in a 3 hour "gang bang" each evening with all of the men at once. He assured her that all of them were disease free, and could be relied upon to not hurt her. (He even offered to have some unnamed previous "Customers" contact her if she desired.) He explained that it would just be a weekend of wild sex and partying, and she would not be any worse for wear for the experience, except probably extremely sore in a few places for some days, and, likely pregnant too, unless she was on the pill!
Of course, she had questions, as this whole scenario actually terrified her. She had never had sex with more than one man at a time, and precious few of those in her history as it was. Before she could begin asking her questions, he pulled a laminated card out of his wallet and handed it to her. On the card was a list of "Ten Minimum Acceptable Terms" that he told her she would have to comply with in order to receive the full monies from the group. If she was not willing to comply with all of them, she could still be paid for coming to the lease if she wanted to, but she wouldn't get all the money that they were offering for full acceptance. He also said that she could earn extra money for going above and beyond the 10 minimum acceptable terms, but that they would talk about that latter if she was interested in pursuing their proposal further.
This list contained the following Ten items:
1. Vaginal sex with one or more penises simultaneously, (internal ejaculation included) and/or toys/objects (In her naivety, she wondered, can that even be done?)
2. Anal sex with just one penis (internal ejaculation included) and/or toys/objects
3. Oral sex to include ejaculation in her mouth.
4. Double/triple penetrations.
5. Light bondage and spanking, pinching.
6. Food play to include covering her body with various products.
7. Total nakedness during each 12-hour stint if her partner so desired, inside or outside the lodge.
8. Only allowed 2.5 hours sleep during each 12-hour shift.
