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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