Humiliated Raped

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Petite, 39 years old Jenny was a Singaporean mother of two delightful daughters; 19 years old Natasha, and 18 years old Nabila. They lived in Singapore leading the lives of a reasonably well off family.

The father spent a lot of time overseas on business and so Jenny and the two daughters were alone together for a lot of the time. Jenny worked to help support the household but it was the husband who looked after the family budget.

It was money or rather the way in which Jenny started to spend it on gambling that led to the traumatic Sunday that is the subject of this story.

Jenny, like most lonely 30 something mothers spent a lot of her time alone on the internet via her tablet computer. Nabila and Natasha were often out in the evenings now that they had graduated from high school and found boyfriends. This left Jenny alone and bored. Jenny enjoyed gambling on a small and modest scale. Sometimes she would play cards with friends for small stakes; just fun really. It was when she discovered 'on line' casinos that her troubles began.

She saw a television advertisement for an 'App' offering 50 dollars worth of free stakes if you signed up to the site with your banking details.

She thought about it for a while but finally, after a few days she signed up to the site.

Her favourite game was Black Jack and after spending an hour or so on line she had increased the initial free fifty dollar stake to one hundred dollars of winnings.

Encouraged by her success she increased her stakes and initially made even more money. Of course this didn't last. It took a few days but by the end of the first week she had lost three hundred dollars.

Her husband was due home in 8 days and she was scared that he would check their bank balance and discover her losses. She decided to open another account in her name and keep it secret from her husband. The only pressing problem was how to pay back the loss to the usual family bank account before her husband's return.

She asked around her friends and eventually one of them recommended a shady character that helped her with a loan some time ago and gave Jenny his phone number. She made the call and a few minutes later he agreed to lend her the three hundred dollars on the understanding that in one week's time she would pay back the three hundred dollars in full.

She didn't hesitate. She felt confident that she had just had a short period of bad luck and that in a few days she would easily recoup the money.

The money lender insisted that she told him her address so that he could bring the money to her and at the same time confirm her address in case she defaulted. He agreed to telephone her first so that she could tell him when the other family members were not around in order to keep her little arrangement a secret from them.

A week went past and, with only a day left before her husband was due home she had only managed to break even. The money lender called. Jenny explained that she could not pay at the moment and asked if he could wait a few extra days.

In her innocent naivety she had assumed that it was a friendly and flexible arrangement so when the guy sounded angry and insisted that he would visit her house to get payment immediately, it shook her and took her by surprise. Despite her pleading with him on the telephone he refused to listen, announcing that he would be at her house within 5 minutes to collect anything she had to the value of 300 dollars and then hung up the phone.......

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boring topic Z..z..

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Jenny was alone in the house and panicking, desperately looking around at items she could give him without her husband realising that they were missing.

The doorbell rung; still panicking and with trepidation she opened it and was faced by the money lender and five other men.

The fact that there were six of them took her completely by surprise. Surely they did not expect any trouble from a petite 39 year old woman.

The money lender looked serious as he said, "Well; where is the 300 dollars that you owe me?"

"I already told you," she mumbled nervously, "I need more time."

"There is no more time, we're not a charity. We'll just take your TV then," he said, as he peered into the living room, "that should cover the amount."

"No, no, please, you can't take anything; my husband will find out."

The money lender grinned but his eyes looked ice cold as he said, "invite us all inside and I think we might be able to sort this out. After all you don't want any of your neighbours seeing us on your door step."

The men were all looking at her in a strange way; smirking and chuckling. She felt uneasy as she sensed them checking her out from head to toe.

She glanced quickly up and down the street; it was deserted.

"OK, please come inside."

The money lender and his 5 friends quickly entered the house and the last one closed the door.

She had expected them to start looking for items to take but they all remained still in the entrance hall.

The money lender looked directly into her eyes as he said, "we either take the TV or, if you are smart enough, I have a solution that will not involve your husband finding out."

In her innocent naivety she still did not figure out what he had in mind until he continued, "On Friday nights all six of us usually go out drinking and end up in a brothel."

Hearing the word brothel brought her suddenly and alarmingly up to speed with what they might have in mind.

"Oh no, she said loudly, not that. What sort of woman do you think I am?"

The money lender grinned, saying, "the sort of woman who owes us 300 dollars. On Friday nights a blow job from a topless whore costs us 50 dollars each."

Work it out; a few minutes each and your three hundred dollars will be paid off."

"I can't, it's disgusting; I'm not a whore!"

"OK, we'll take the TV then," he said as he started to walk toward the living room.

She was trembling as she shouted, "stop, OK, I'll do it you bastard!"

"Good girl Jenny," he said, "I knew that you would see sense."

The six were all looking at her as the money lender said, "take off the dress."

She was wearing a light summer dress with just her bra and knickers on under it. She hesitated, not quite believing what she was about to do. Other than her husband, only her doctor had ever seen her undressed. 

"Come on whore! We haven't got all day."

She winced at the word whore but reached up behind her and pulled down the zip on the back of the dress. As she pulled the dress from her shoulders her trembling got worse. Finally finding the courage from deep inside she pulled it off and was left standing in front of the six leering men wearing only her bra and knickers.

The six men were all gazing at her semi nakedness. She felt as though each one was violating her with their eyes as the money lender said, "I said a topless whore. Now take off your bra and show us your tits."



Her hands were trembling so much she had trouble unfastening the bra. Somehow she managed to undo the clips, remove it and then stand nervously gazing down at the floor with her breasts exposed to the six men. Tears welled in her eyes. They were tears of shame as she watched all six unzip their trousers and ease out their erections, knowing what she was expected to do........

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The money lender looked her up and down, making it very obvious as he stared directly at he breasts. "Come here whore," he said. She shyly moved forward until she was an arms length away. She winced with pain and shame as he reached out and pinched both her nipples. "Not bad tits for a mother of two," he said, "now kneel in front of me."

The alarm bells rang in her head. How did he know that she was a mother of two?

She sobbed as she knelt and listened as he said, "just to be clear about was is required of you. To clear the 300 dollars that you owe us we will each take turns to fuck your mouth. For each load of spunk you take your debt will be reduced by 50 dollars. Understood?"

"Yes," she mumbled, "understood."

The money lender was first. He moved in front of her holding his erection. "Lick it first whore then suck me dry."

He pulled back his foreskin and pressed the head against her lips. 

"Lick it whore!" he shouted.

With tears of shame and degradation trickling down her cheeks she did as he asked.

She ran her tongue over the exposed head of his penis, tasting the stale piss that had probably built up all day.

"That's good, now open your mouth whore and suck me."

She parted her lips, moved her head closer and started to suck. She panicked as he gripped her head but continued to suck, hoping that she could end this ordeal as quickly as possible.

He was soon thrusting his penis between her lips with a steady rhythm. "That's good whore," he said, looking down into her upward facing eyes. "Now get ready for your first load."

She did her best not to panic as he thrust deeper into mouth. She remembered the many times that her husband had begged her to let in cum in her mouth but she had always refused. Now she had no other option than to keep sucking as he gripped her head in a vice like grip and pounded into her mouth.

She felt his pace quicken. His thick shaft pulsated in her mouth. He groaned loudly, saying, "Swallow this whore," as his warm spunk suddenly flooded her mouth.



She coughed and spluttered, repulsed as his salty slime filled her mouth but without time to recover the money lender had withdrawn and next man had taken his place. Trying not to choke she gulped down some of the money lenders spunk, feeling and tasting the salty slime as she swallowed and then started to suck on the next man.

One by one they fucked her mouth. Some of the spunk she swallowed, some just leaked out from her mouth. By the time she had finished the sixth man; her face was a mess, with spunk dripping from her mouth and down over her chin.

All six had wiped their dripping erections either on her face or in her hair as they finished. She knelt, ashamed and humiliated as money lender said, "OK whore, you did well stand up. 

I'll be back next week for the other 100 dollars."

"What do you mean," She sobbed and protested, "the other 100 dollars?"

"You've only paid off the capital today. You still owe me 100 dollars in interest that I am generously giving you another week to pay."

"But I thought..." "You thought wrong!" he interrupted. I'll see you next week. In the mean time if you need more just call me, your credit rating has just improved."

To be continued.......

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Finish the story la not as if you need to think haha

With that they opened the front door and left, smirking and laughing.

After they had gone Jenny rushed to the shower. She rinsed her mouth out and then washed her self thoroughly desperate to cleanse her self of the past thirty minutes or so of shameful degradation.

After showering and washing her hair she felt a little better. She thought about what she had just done and although deeply ashamed she reluctantly admitted to her self that it was better than trying to explain the loss to her husband.

As the next few days passed she tried to avoid the urge to use her casino App but it felt as though she was drawn to it by some mystery force.

She played a few hands of black jack and had soon won enough to pay off the interest payment to the money lender.

If she was sensible she would have stopped there but the urge to win more was too great. She continued to play and had soon amassed a reasonable sum of winnings. Trying her best to be sensible she paid a few hundred dollars into her new secret bank account; deciding that she would use the rest to gamble with knowing that she had a back up in the bank.

As with all gambling addicts she could not resist the urge to gamble for higher and higher stakes. Like last time she was successful at first but then started to lose. Still feeling confident that it was just a short term losing streak she used the rest of the money in the secret bank account.

She knew that the new bank account came with a two thousand dollar overdraft facility and as her bad luck continued so the overdraft rapidly reached the limit.

The first sign of a problem was when a letter arrived from the bank. She opened it and gasped. The bank said it was freezing the account immediately and that the full overdraft must be paid within seven days otherwise the bank would seize assets to the value of the debt from her house.

Jenny sat and cried as she read the letter. She felt ashamed of getting her self into such a financial mess. She thought about asking the money lender for more realising that having been degraded and humiliated by him once it was a relatively quick but demeaning way to pay of the debt if the need arose.

She thought about her options. The strong urge to gamble was still there. In a moment of what she would later realise was gross stupidity she called the money lender and, confident that if she bet high enough stakes she could pay off the bank and the money lender still with cash to spare, she asked him for a further loan of three thousand dollars.

In her naïve way she had expected him to just give her the money but instead he just laughed and said, "And how do you propose to pay me back?"

With misplaced confidence in her gambling skills she replied, "I'm on a winning streak and I know I can pay you back."

There was a pause and then he said, "I'll lend you the three thousand for one week only. You will pay me back three thousand five hundred in exactly one week from now."

"Jenny started to thank him, "thank you, thank you she gushed I will not let you down."

Again there was a pause before he said, "Not so fast. I want a guarantee, surety against the loan. Getting your tits out and giving a few blow jobs or your TV will not be enough."

And without surety I can't lend you the money."

Jenny paused, eager to secure the loan and confident that her suggestion for surety would never have to be collected said, "I'll do more than just a blow job; anything."

Even as the words left her mouth she cringed at the thought.

The money lender just laughed and said, "That will not be enough."

"Then what will I have to offer to secure the loan?" she asked desperately.

She could imagine the cruel leering look on his face when, after a pause he replied, "You will have to offer your self and both your daughters to secure the loan."

"No, no she almost screamed at him what kind of mother do you think I am?"

"A mother who is desperate for a loan and confident she will pay it off in one week." He replied.

"Without the surety of all three of you the loan is off."

Her mind was in turmoil. She tried to suppress the images in her head of her two daughters, Nabila and Natasha, so young and innocent at the mercy of these men.

The money lender interrupted her thoughts as he said, "Never mind, perhaps you had better find someone else to lend you the money."

Her addictive need to gamble and her confidence of winning had completely removed any common sense from her decision as she said, "I'll do it. If I can't pay you back then I promise I will surrender my self and my two daughters to you."

The grin of the money lender spread almost from ear to ear at the other end of the phone as he said, "OK, I'll drop off the money tomorrow."

As he hung up the phone the money lender felt confident that his perverted lust for this mother and her two daughters would soon be satisfied.

When he first started lending money he began to discover how easy it was to feed his perverted desires with the female customers. Not only would they submit to him sexually but, more importantly, they never told anyone because of the shame of firstly having to resort to borrowing money from him and then the humiliation of how they had to pay it back if they defaulted.

Jenny's friend who had given her the lender's phone number was a good example. She had kept completely quiet about her own ordeal. In her case it had been her husband who had been given the loan. He needed money to try and save his failing small business. Despite the loan he lost everything; or at least he thought he had lost everything until the money lender gave him his final proposition for the repayment.

On the day of the final demand the money lender and ten other men, who had all paid him in advance for the experience, arrived at the house. The husband had already been told what they were going to do but he had been too cowardly to tell his wife. The first the wife knew about it was when the men entered the house to demand payment from the husband. After a lot of pleading by the husband they tied him to a chair and then turned to the wife. The money lender said to her, "As you might have guessed by now your husband has no money but he promised you as payment."

"What do you mean?" she said in a nervous shaking voice.

"I mean that to pay off your husband's debt we are all going to use you for our sexual amusement for the next hour or so. When we are all finished the debt can be considered as paid in full. Now strip!"

The husband started to plead with the men but they took no notice of him. The wife was whimpering and trembling as she stood frozen to the spot.

"I will not tell you again," said the lender, strip naked now or we will just rip your clothes off ourselves.

She started to undress as the men stood around leering at her and unzipping their trousers.

She paused when she was left in just her bra and knickers but reached behind to unfasten the bra when the lender shouted, "I said fucking strip, strip naked!"

With the bra off and her breasts exposed she slowly eased her knickers down.

"Come on you whore!" he shouted, "Get them off!"

Once completely naked the lender said, "Now you're going to show off your cunt. Go and sit in that arm chair."

Just hearing him use the word cunt offended her but she did as he asked and sat in the chair. Once she was seated he said to her, "Now lift a leg over each arm of the chair."

She hesitated, uncertain as to what he wanted her to do. He walked over to her, grabbed her left leg and lifted it out and over the left arm of the chair. He then repeated the same with her right leg. He adjusted her position, roughly dragging her buttocks forward toward the edge of the seat and spreading her legs as wide as they would go over each arm. He then walked around the back of the chair and pulled her head back until it was hanging over the back of the chair.

He revelled in her humiliation. She was quietly sobbing, so ashamed to be displaying herself so brazenly to these men. With her legs spread so indecently she could feel that her labia was gaping open for them all to see.

The lender moved slowly around the chair gazing at her naked body; his eyes filled full of lust by the sight of his latest prize.

"Now play with your self."

"What do you mean?" she wept.

"Masturbate; finger your cunt while we all watch."

"No, no, please don't make me do that."

"You have no choice" you must do everything we ask or the debt your husband owes us will not be paid and we will shame the family by letting all of your neighbours and friends know about your dire financial situation."

Still sobbing she lowered her hand down between legs. The men by now had all unzipped and had their erections jutting from their trousers, slowly stroking them as they watched.

END

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She felt his pace quicken. His thick shaft pulsated in her mouth. He groaned loudly, saying, "Swallow this whore," as his warm spunk suddenly flooded her mouth.

She coughed and spluttered, repulsed as his salty slime filled her mouth but without time to recover the money lender had withdrawn and next man had taken his place. Trying not to choke she gulped down some of the money lenders spunk, feeling and tasting the salty slime as she swallowed and then started to suck on the next man.

One by one they fucked her mouth. Some of the spunk she swallowed, some just leaked out from her mouth. By the time she had finished the sixth man; her face was a mess, with spunk dripping from her mouth and down over her chin.

All six had wiped their dripping erections either on her face or in her hair as they finished. She knelt, ashamed and humiliated as money lender said, "OK whore, you did well stand up. 

I'll be back next week for the other 100 dollars."

"What do you mean," She sobbed and protested, "the other 100 dollars?"

"You've only paid off the capital today. You still owe me 100 dollars in interest that I am generously giving you another week to pay."

"But I thought..." "You thought wrong!" he interrupted. I'll see you next week. In the mean time if you need more just call me, your credit rating has just improved."

With that they opened the front door and left, smirking and laughing. 

After they had gone Jenny rushed to the shower. She rinsed her mouth out and then washed her self thoroughly desperate to cleanse her self of the past thirty minutes or so of shameful degradation.

After showering and washing her hair she felt a little better. She thought about what she had just done and although deeply ashamed she reluctantly admitted to her self that it was better than trying to explain the loss to her husband.

As the next few days passed she tried to avoid the urge to use her casino App but it felt as though she was drawn to it by some mystery force.

She played a few hands of black jack and had soon won enough to pay off the interest payment to the money lender.

If she was sensible she would have stopped there but the urge to win more was too great. She continued to play and had soon amassed a reasonable sum of winnings. Trying her best to be sensible she paid a few hundred dollars into her new secret bank account; deciding that she would use the rest to gamble with knowing that she had a back up in the bank.

As with all gambling addicts she could not resist the urge to gamble for higher and higher stakes. Like last time she was successful at first but then started to lose. Still feeling confident that it was just a short term losing streak she used the rest of the money in the secret bank account. 

She knew that the new bank account came with a 2000 dollar overdraft facility and as her bad luck continued so the overdraft rapidly reached the limit.

The first sign of a problem was when a letter arrived from the bank. She opened it and gasped. The bank said it was freezing the account immediately and that the full overdraft must be paid within seven days otherwise the bank would seize assets to the value of the debt from her house.

Jenny sat and cried as she read the letter. She felt ashamed of getting her self into such a financial mess. She thought about asking the money lender for more realising that having been degraded and humiliated by him once it was a relatively quick but demeaning way to pay of the debt if the need arose.

She thought about her options. The strong urge to gamble was still there. In a moment of what she would later realise was gross stupidity she called the money lender and, confident that if she bet high enough stakes she could pay off the bank and the money lender still with cash to spare, she asked him for a further loan of 3000 dollars.

In her naïve way she had expected him to just give her the money but instead he just laughed and said, "And how do you propose to pay me back?"

With misplaced confidence in her gambling skills she replied, "I'm on a winning streak and I know I can pay you back."

There was a pause and then he said, "I'll lend you the 3000 for 1 week only. You will pay me back 3500 in exactly ONE week from now."

"Jenny started to thank him, "thank you, thank you she gushed I will not let you down."

Again there was a pause before he said, "Not so fast. I want a guarantee, surety against the loan. Getting your tits out and giving a few blow jobs or your TV will not be enough."

And without surety I can't lend you the money."

Jenny paused, eager to secure the loan and confident that her suggestion for surety would never have to be collected said, "I'll do more than just a blow job; anything."

Even as the words left her mouth she cringed at the thought.

The money lender just laughed and said, "That will not be enough."

"Then what will I have to offer to secure the loan?" she asked desperately.

She could imagine the cruel leering look on his face when, after a pause he replied, "You will have to offer your self and both your daughters to secure the loan."

"No, no she almost screamed at him what kind of mother do you think I am?"

"A mother who is desperate for a loan and confident she will pay it off in one week." He replied.

"Without the surety of all 3 of you the loan is off."

Her mind was in turmoil. She tried to suppress the images in her head of her two daughters, Nabila and Natasha, so young and innocent at the mercy of these men.

The money lender interrupted her thoughts as he said, "Never mind, perhaps you had better find someone else to lend you the money."

Her addictive need to gamble and her confidence of winning had completely removed any common sense from her decision as she said, "I'll do it. If I can't pay you back then I promise I will surrender myself and my two daughters to you."

The grin of the money lender spread almost from ear to ear at the other end of the phone as he said, "OK, I'll drop off the money tomorrow."

As he hung up the phone the money lender felt confident that his perverted lust for this mother and her two daughters would soon be satisfied. 

When he first started lending money he began to discover how easy it was to feed his perverted desires with the female customers. Not only would they submit to him sexually but, more importantly, they never told anyone because of the shame of firstly having to resort to borrowing money from him and then the humiliation of how they had to pay it back if they defaulted.

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Jenny's friend who had given her the lender's phone number was a good example. She had kept completely quiet about her own ordeal. In her case it had been her husband who had been given the loan. He needed money to try and save his failing small business. Despite the loan he lost everything; or at least he thought he had lost everything until the money lender gave him his final proposition for the repayment.

On the day of the final demand the money lender and 10 other men, who had all paid him in advance for the experience, arrived at the house. The husband had already been told what they were going to do but he had been too cowardly to tell his wife. The first the wife knew about it was when the men entered the house to demand payment from the husband. After a lot of pleading by the husband they tied him to a chair and then turned to the wife. The money lender said to her, "As you might have guessed by now your husband has no money but he promised you as payment."

"What do you mean?" she said in a nervous shaking voice.

"I mean that to pay off your husband's debt we are all going to use you for our sexual amusement for the next hour or so. When we are all finished the debt can be considered as paid in full. Now strip!"

The husband started to plead with the men but they took no notice of him. The wife was whimpering and trembling as she stood frozen to the spot.

"I will not tell you again," said the lender, strip naked now or we will just rip your clothes off ourselves.

She started to undress as the men stood around leering at her and unzipping their trousers. 

She paused when she was left in just her bra and knickers but reached behind to unfasten the bra when the lender shouted, "I said fucking strip, strip naked!"

With the bra off and her breasts exposed she slowly eased her knickers down.

"Come on you whore!" he shouted, "Get them off!"

Once completely naked the lender said, "Now you're going to show off your cunt. Go and sit in that arm chair."

Just hearing him use the word cunt offended her but she did as he asked and sat in the chair. Once she was seated he said to her, "Now lift a leg over each arm of the chair."

She hesitated, uncertain as to what he wanted her to do. He walked over to her, grabbed her left leg and lifted it out and over the left arm of the chair. He then repeated the same with her right leg. He adjusted her position, roughly dragging her buttocks forward toward the edge of the seat and spreading her legs as wide as they would go over each arm. He then walked around the back of the chair and pulled her head back until it was hanging over the back of the chair.

He revelled in her humiliation. She was quietly sobbing, so ashamed to be displaying herself so brazenly to these men. With her legs spread so indecently she could feel that her labia was gaping open for them all to see.

The lender moved slowly around the chair gazing at her naked body; his eyes filled full of lust by the sight of his latest prize. 

"Now play with your self."

"What do you mean?" she wept.

"Masturbate; finger your cunt while we all watch."

"No, no, please don't make me do that."

"You have no choice" you must do everything we ask or the debt your husband owes us will not be paid and we will shame the family by letting all of your neighbours and friends know about your dire financial situation."

Still sobbing she lowered her hand down between legs. The men by now had all unzipped and had their erections jutting from their trousers, slowly stroking them as they watched.

To be continued........

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She tentatively touched her self, shocked and ashamed that her labia were becoming moist.

"Use both hands to pull yourself open so we can all see what a whore's cunt looks like."



Moving the other hand down between her thighs she had never felt more humiliated as she obeyed and eased her moist labia apart with her fingers.

"Wider bitch," the lender instructed, "we want to see right up inside you!"

The men were becoming impatient and one of them walked round behind her, eased her head back a little further and pushed the head of his erection against her lips.

"Suck this you whore," he grunted, "but keep your cunt spread open for the others."



He pulled back his foreskin and wiped the stale smelling head across her lips, "open your mouth whore!" he grunted. She weakly obeyed, relaxing her jaw and opening her lips. The man glanced over to her helplessly bound husband and smirked. Then, with one swift movement he filled her mouth with his erect penis; holding her ears as he started to fuck her mouth. She gagged as his cock pushed against the back of her throat but could do nothing about it as he gripped her ears painfully and pounded into her.

She felt her hands being pulled away and then the weight of a man pressing between her wide open thighs and a big erect penis being thrust up inside her. The rest was a blur as the men swapped places fucking both her mouth and vagina repeatedly until they were all satisfied.

They left her sprawled in the chair with spunk dribbling out from both her vagina and her mouth. She was sobbing quietly as she looked across with contempt at her husband who was still tied to the chair.



Had her friend told Jenny of this ordeal then Jenny might have thought twice about contacting him but her growing gambling addiction was taking her over almost regardless of the possible consequences.

As soon as she received the money Jenny sensibly paid off the bank overdraft but then returned to the gambling app. She felt confident that she could still make enough to pay off the lender and have winnings left for her self. Like before her luck soon ran out. She had soon reached the bank's overdraft limit again, the bank froze her account and she had no money to pay back the lender. 

The lender was due to collect on Sunday morning. Jenny felt both ashamed and frantic with worry that she had involved her daughters. 

The youngest, 18 year old Nabila, usually went jogging early on Sunday mornings and Jenny hoped that she would be out of the house when the lender visited.



Her other daughter, 19 year old Natasha, was much more lazy and would often spend the whole of Sunday in bed.



Jenny spoke to her on the Saturday evening and explained that as she had been working hard for her exams recently she should have a lazy day in her room and that if she heard anything in the living room she was not to worry as Jenny was inviting some noisy friends round.

In her naivety Jenny really thought that the daughters would be overlooked by the lender and she alone would be able to debase her self in what ever way necessary to pay off the loan.

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In the mean time the money lender had been doing what he usually did as the collection day approached. He had already been following both Nabila and Natasha around as they commuted to and from Polytechnic. He had also watched Nabila jogging around the beach park, looking at the way her running vest clung to her sweaty body and showed her small but firm looking young breasts. He liked her running shorts which were cut high and showed a lot of her young thighs. Most of all he enjoyed the almost certain fact that she would soon be at the mercy of him and his paying friends. 

The fact was that he made more money from other guys paying him to help with the debt collecting from females than he made from the interest on the loans.

He had been watching them for long enough now to know their habits. He knew that Nabila always went jogging early on Sunday mornings and that Natasha never usually left the house until after noon.

On the Sunday morning Jenny felt relieved when she heard Nabila leave the house for her morning jog. Hopefully by the time she returned the debt would be paid. Jenny cringed as she tried to imagine what she would have to do later but consoled her self with the knowledge that her daughters might be spared.

If she had known the lenders plan then maybe she would have done something different.

As Nabila jogged round the beach park it was the usual Singaporean hot humid weather. The park looked busier to her than usual with men sitting around on seats or doing Tai Chi.

The lender watched her as she passed on each of her circuits of the park. He felt his penis start to grow erect as he watched the way in which her young breasts moved subtly under her skimpy vest. He saw the beads of sweat on her bare skin and knew he would soon be able to taste her sweetness.

As he had observed before on previous Sundays she would do ten laps of the park before stopping at the public lavatories where she usually had a cool drink from the drinking water fountain and then go inside for a pee.

On her 9th circuit most of the men in the park started to move toward and gather round the toilet area. There were ten who had paid the lender to join in the action and many others who had paid a lesser amount to watch.

They all watched as Nabila approached to finish her final circuit. Many male eyes, fuelled with testosterone, erections already bulging in their underwear as they anticipated what was about to happen.



As she approached the public toilets she thought it unusual that so many men were there. However, she just tried to ignore them as she slowed to a walking pace and approached the drinking fountain.

Her vest was clinging to her sweaty body and her face was covered in beads of sweat as she leaned over the fountain, pressed the button and took a long cooling drink. She cupped her hands, filling them with water and then splashed her face to cool her self.

Feeling the need to pee she then walked over to the ladies toilets. As she entered a cubicle she did not hear two of the men silently follow her in. She closed the door and then struggled to pull her shorts and knickers down as they clung to her sweat covered thighs.

Finally, with her shorts and knickers down over her knees she squatted and started to pee. 

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There was a sudden crash, making her gasp with fright as the cubicle door was suddenly forced open. The lock broke and the door swung back violently against the wall and she was faced by two men reaching down and grabbing her.

The larger of the two men scooped her up in his arms, one arm under her knees and the other supporting her back. This left her thighs pressed up against her belly and her pussy, still dripping with pee when she had suddenly stopped the flow, naked and exposed with her knickers and shorts still down over her knees.



She cried out and protested as they carried her out of the ladies toilet and into the men's.

She could smell the typical stale pee aroma of a man's toilet as she struggled in the man's grip. He held her tight as others pulled off her sweaty trainers and socks followed by her shorts and knickers and then, despite her struggling, he managed to change his grip on her so that her back was pressed against his belly and he had a hand holding her behind each of her knees.

The men had all gathered round to watch as the money lender said, "OK Nabila, its time for you to show us your cunt."

She was stunned and surprised, how did they know her name? As she pleaded, "No, no please just let me go," as the man holding her eased her knees further and further apart. Her sweaty cheeks blushed crimson as the men all stared between her legs and she felt her labia starting to open.

"Wow, that's a hairy one said one of the men and look at the fine hairs all over her thighs.

The lender moved forward, stood next to her facing the other men, turned to face her and said, "Guys if you can take your eyes off of her young hairy cunt look at the beads of sweat all down her thighs. I bet they taste sweet."

With that she cringed as he started to lick the sweat from her thighs. Others moved forward, each taking turns to lick off the sweat and of course get a closer look at her hairy pussy.

Once all of the sweat had been licked off of her thighs the money lender made her gasp by suddenly touching her parted labia. He ran a finger in between her hair covered fleshy lips. She wished that the ground would open up and swallow her to get her away from this humiliation as much to her dismay she could feel her self getting wet; aroused by this abuse.

No one other than her current boyfriend had ever seen or touched her before. 

The money lender continued to run the tip of his finger up and down between her rapidly moistening lips as the other men all commented loudly, saying things like, "push your finger inside her hairy cunt, open her up and see if she is ready."

The lender caught her frightened gaze in his and said, "Nabila, are you enjoying having a strangers look at your hairy cunt?"

"No!" she protested.

She gasped as he slipped his finger into her wetness and said, "It feels like this is arousing you, you're already wet."

He pushed his finger in and out of her a few times much to the delight of the watching men as they watched her juices starting to ooze out, glistening on both her labia and the lender's finger.

With his finger now slick with her juices he slipped it out of her as he said, "Nabila, we interrupted your pee earlier, maybe you want to pee now while we all watch?"

She could feel her bladder ready to burst but the idea of releasing her pee in front of all these men was more than she could take.

She fought desperately to control her self and then she shouted, "No, no as the lender slid his finger down from her labia and onto the rose bud ring of her anus.

She winced with shame as the men called out, commenting on the fact that her anus was surrounded the by the fine dark body hairs that had always embarrassed her so much since puberty.



She tried to resist his finger by flexing her pelvic floor as the lender increased the inward pressure on her anus with his finger. Slowly but surely she failed. The tears started rolling down her face as his finger pushed inside her up to the second knuckle.

The lender wiped away the tears from her cheeks with his free hand as he said, "Nubila, have you ever been fucked in the arse?"

"No, never, it is disgusting! She protested as she fought to clamp her sphincter but failed to stop the rest of his finger invading her rectum.

The men cheered as they watched her humiliation. Then, without any forewarning the lender swiftly withdrew his finger. The relief for her was instantaneous. Her pelvic floor relaxed instinctively and then, to her horror a long arc of urine started to splash on the floor in front of her as her bladder won the battle and relieved its self.

Her tears returned, unable to suppress the shame of peeing while they all watched.

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When the flow finally stopped one of the watching men moved up quickly and licked the last few drops from her labia, exclaiming, "Mmmmm, delicious!"

She felt the guy who had been holding her slacken his grip and then he let her down onto the floor.

As she slid down he let her go. She tried to run but the guys surrounded her, swiftly holding her and pulling off her vest. As she struggled she felt her bra being unfastened and within a few seconds was completely naked and surrounded by them.

Hands grabbed at her breasts, squeezing and groping. Others pulled at her nipples painfully, but, to her further embarrassment, she felt her nipples harden and tingle as the men assaulted her.



Surrounded by the men they stood back a little, all leering full of lust as she turned and spun with nowhere to hide her nakedness.

Now and again one would grab her and pull her toward him allowing him to lick the stale sweat from her body. Their heads would dip down, some biting and some licking her naked breasts.

She heard them all comment on the dark fine hair that covered her whole body, including her breasts. Others commented how small they were as they grabbed at them and squeezed them.

It was obvious to her that the money lender was in charge as the other men backed away, but still kept her trapped as he said, "go and squat next to that urinal.



By now she was resigned to what ever fate lay in store. She had already decided that the way to avoid the possibility of getting hurt would be to go along with what ever they wanted and hope they would become bored with her young hairy small breasted sweaty body.

She walked over to the urinal and squatted down beside it.

"With your back to the wall Nabila," he instructed.

She did as he asked but felt more shame as he added, "and your knees apart so we can all see your hairy cunt."

She did as he asked and wondered what depravation he had in mind for her next.

She was squatting right next to the urinal. She could smell the unmistakeable smell of male urine as the lender said, "We've all watched you pee so now you can watch me. Have you ever watched a man pee before Nabila?"

She blushed as she remembered once watching her boyfriend pee against a tree when they were out together and replied, "Yes, once."

"Good, did you notice that when the guy you watched finished he briefly dipped his knees a little and gave a small shudder?"

"Yes," she replied.

"Do you know why?"

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"No."

When a man finishes there is always a final dribble that he tries to shake off before putting his cock back inside his trousers. This is to avoid him dribbling piss into his underwear. To avoid me having to bother with the last part you are going to make sure that there are no dribbles left.

Understood?"

"I think so, she said meekly."

She watched as the lender unzipped his trousers and pulled out his semi-erect penis. Even semi-erect it looked bigger than her boyfriend's.

She looked around at the other men, most of them gazing lustfully between her open legs. And then she heard the splash of urine against the white porcelain of the urinal.

She turned her head and watched the lenders stream. She could see it steaming and smelt it as it splashed against the back. Finally the flow started to slow. The lender quickly stopped him self, knowing that there was more than just a dribble left.

He looked down at her and said, "Open your mouth piss drinker."

She hesitated, scared and uncertain what she should do.

He shouted, "I said open your fucking mouth you hairy whore."

Her mouth fell open partly in disgust at his outburst and partly to obey him.

Before she could react he twisted round and slid his semi-erect cock into her mouth.

She could taste the fresh pee and then suddenly he reached for her head, gripped it to stop her moving and let the rest go. She spluttered and gagged as he filled her mouth with the rest of his urine. She swallowed some as the bulk of it leaked out at the sides of her mouth and trickled down over her hairy small tits.

She felt completely humiliated and filthy as the last of his urine trickled from his penis.

The men all cheered loudly as the lender continued to hold her head. She was expecting him to release her after his flow had ceased but to her horror she felt his penis growing inside her mouth until it was fully erect. Once fully erect he started to fuck her mouth, just like he had done to her mother previously

Nabila started to panic, remembering all the times she had reluctantly sucked her boyfriend but always refused his pleas to let his cum in her mouth. She knew that with this guy there would be no choice.

His thrusts were getting deeper, she nearly puked a few times as the head pushed into her throat but managed to control it.

As his pace increased he started talking to her, "that's good Nabila, you suck like a proper whore. Have you ever swallowed a man's spunk before?

She shook her head as he continued to fuck her mouth and then he grinned as he said, "well I hope you like it because here it comes."

He thrust into her violently a few more times and then paused with the head in the back of her throat. She felt the whole length throbbing and pulsating in her mouth and then the gush of his hot salty slime flooding her mouth and sliding directly down her throat.

When he finally withdrew she gasped for breath. She looked around at the other men and saw that they all had their erections in their hands and eyes like wild men.

One of them roughly pulled her away from the wall as they all surrounded her like pack of feral dogs driven wild by a bitch in heat.

She found her self being laid down on the cold tiled floor. Her back on the tiles and two men holding each ankle and bending her legs open and back until her knees were brushing against the sides of her breasts.

Before she could think or try anything the first guy was on her. She felt him swiftly thrust a couple of fingers into her. Using his fingers to prise her open she felt the head of his erection briefly part her labia and then a momentary sharp pain as he thrust it mercilessly all the way up inside her. He was grunting and sweating; his scrotum slapping against her anus as he fucked her urgently. Other hands were groping her breasts and joking that with enough groping the hair might disappear and the breasts grow larger.

The guy inside her made his last frantic few thrusts and then she felt his spunk erupt deep inside her. He pulled out, wiping his dripping penis in the inside of her thigh as another man took his place. No foreplay, no tenderness, he just climbed on her and thrust straight up her.

She started to lose count as all ten men took turns to fuck her. She became aware of more people in the lavatory, more male voices, and as the last of the ten emptied his hot spunk inside her and rolled off she looked up in dismay at the cheering crowd of men, all watching her humiliation. 

Never in her life had she felt so violated and ashamed. As the ten men had taken turns in her there were always two, changing places, to hold her legs up and apart. Two of them were still holding her now as she felt completely and obscenely exposed, spunk dribbling from her gaping vagina and a crowd of men watching.

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To her horror she noticed that the leader, the money lender, was collecting cash from the new arrivals.

As they paid each of the new arrivals moved forward and took turns to fuck her and fill her with yet more spunk.

After what seemed like an eternity of panting sweaty men thrusting between her open thighs the action stopped.

Nabila had had her eyes closed for a while but as she opened them she saw that there were five more men still slowly rubbing exposed erections.

One of them said, "I'm not fucking that, it's too loose now and dripping with the other's spunk. Can we fuck her arse instead? The leader was quick to shout, "No!" which came as a relief to Nabila until he added, "I'm saving that delight for later."

His words etched in her mind. Terrifying her as to what was to become of her. The idea of being penetrated in her bottom scared her. She'd both seen and felt most of the penises here and was convinced that there was no way that any of them could fit in her back side. For the moment she forgot about the terror of being anally penetrated and concentrated on what she would have to do with these last five men.

One of them knelt between her obscenely exposed thighs and looked directly into her eyes. She flinched but stared stubbornly back at him. He reached forward and ran his fingers between her dripping and dilated vagina. He crudely pushed a couple of fingers in commenting, "I think I could get two cocks into this well fucked hairy cunt."



To be continued.........

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As he spoke he eased a 3rd finger into the sloppy wetness and moved them around, as if to prove his earlier statement. With the other men all watching and cheering he then eased his 4th finger into her gaping vagina.

Nabila tensed and panicked as the men all started to encourage him saying things like, "See if her hairy twat will take your whole hand."

"Push your whole hand into the little whore's cunt.

He looked at her with an evil grin, pushing the 4 fingers deeper inside until his thumb was also at her entrance. Luckily for Nabila the guy was one of the smaller ones and his hands were small. However, she felt herself stretch and winced as he curled his thumb into his palm and then slowly pushed. The others were still cheering and egging him on, watching their collective spunk ooze out around his hand as he gradually pushed it in.

She cried out, not with actual pain but her expected pain as her inner labia and vaginal wall stretched obscenely over the invading hand. It reached a pitch when she felt she could not stretch any further but then felt her entrance relax a little. The crowd of men were silent for a second, all gazing between her legs until a loud cheer went up and she realised with some dismay that the guy had his whole hand inside her and her labia had closed around his wrist.

They all started to chant, "Fuck the whore, fuck hairy cunt!"

Encouraged by the crowd the guy started to clench his fist inside her and then start to move it in and out.

Nabila had never felt anything like it. She expected discomfort, she expected pain. What she did not expect was to start groaning involuntarily with pleasure.

As the guy continued to fuck her with his fist the other 4 moved to 2 each side, looked down at her and started to wank.



She felt acute shame, humiliation and degradation but despite all of this she felt her nipples tingling and an uncontrolled orgasm building rapidly in her body. With her vagina being stretched obscenely, the 4 guys wanking and the crowd cheering she lost control. She screamed, "Yes, yes and thrust her hips onto the invading fist as she experienced her most powerful orgasm ever. As she reached her peak she felt hot spunk splashing onto her breasts and face as the four wanking men ejaculated over her.

The room fell silent except for the slurping sound of the man sliding his wrist out from Nabila's vagina. As it popped out the men cheered wildly and Nabila's shame swiftly returned as she realised what she had just done and that the men were all commenting how large her gaping pussy now was.

The men holding her legs released her and the lender helped her to stand. He passed her the sweaty vest and her shorts. Putting her bra and knickers in his pocket as he said, "You will not need any underwear, just the vest and shorts to keep you covered on the way home.

She quickly stepped into the shorts, pulling them over her sweaty and spunk covered thighs. Next she put on the vest, very conscious of the fact that although small in size her breasts felt partly uncovered and her still aroused nipples were showing through the fine fabric.

The lender took her by the shoulders and said, "Go straight home now Nabila and everything will become clear."

She was puzzled by his comment but as he let her go and slapped her on the buttocks she set off home, jogging all the way self conscious of her small but unsupported breasts moving freely under her vest.

Unknown to her, the men along with others who had been watching, were headed back to her house in cars, on motorbikes and cycles.