If you’ve ever been involved with a gambler you know things can get intense. I left him years ago, but still think about some of the things that happened when we were involved. This idiot that I loved told me he’d lost several thousand dollars and had no way to repay it. I had no money either. He said they were going to break both his legs with a baseball bat unless I’d help him out of it. I shuddered to think what was going to be involved and how I was part of his solution. He told me the man he owed the money to wanted to fuck me.
I’d never met this man, but my idiot boyfriend had been bragging about me and he showed this man my picture. The man decided a evening with me would clear the debt. I was sickened at the thought of doing this but I didn’t want my boyfriend to have his legs broken. He wouldn’t have been able to work if he couldn’t stand and walk. I felt I had no choice, so I agreed to it. I met this man at his house, and what a house it was. Very large and obviously expensive. Yet he wanted me. He didn’t need the money my boyfriend owed him.
He took me to his bedroom and told me to strip, which I did. He walked around me in a circle like I was some object he was examining. He told me to suck him off on my knees, which I did. Then he had me get on all fours and accept his cock, which was so large it hurt me. I did it. I serviced him sexually that entire night until he said he’d had enough of me the next morning. I went home and packed and told my boyfriend his debt was cleared. I left and never saw him again. I hope his legs did get broken at some point after what I went through on his behalf. What a fool love makes of us.
