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Chapter 8 of 21
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Author: T. H. Barker (Thinking Horndog)
Title: The Gambling Debt
Part: 8 of 21
Universe: The Gambling Debt
Summary: Tony Tomaselli owes his bookie a large amount of money -- and Crazy
Joe Scalese isn't one to sit on his hands and wait for his debtors to show up
with cash!  Leg-breaking tends to be counter-productive, so Crazy Joe
implements an experimental plan that involves not only Tony, but his wife
Gina and their two children!

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The Gambling Debt

Chapter 8

	Cued by Martin, Digger, the Spook, and Rawhide came forward, quietly
discussing who would get what.  Martin stuck the microphone into the heart of
the discussion to ensure that the crowd got the byplay.  Digger would get the
first poke at Gina's pussy, Rawhide would take a suck, and the Spook opted
for Gina's ass.  Digger approached Gina from behind, cupping her breasts.
"You seem pretty calm."

	"I'm pretty jittery, but I'm resigned to it," Gina replied.  "Getting
stupid wouldn't help, would it?"

	"No."

	"Okay, then."

	"Take off the skirt and the top," Digger directed.  Gina did as she
was told, folding both and setting them aside.  "The bra, too," Digger added.
Gina popped the hooks on the brassiere and it joined her other clothes.

	In the meantime, all three bikers made short work of their own
clothing, only sliding their colors back on once they were already naked.
Martin whispered something to Digger, who nodded, then said, "Kneel up on the
floor, Bitch -- time to suck dick!"  Gina frowned a bit, wondering why the
change; Digger leaned up and whispered, "We're boring the crowd."

	From that point, things picked up.  Rawhide dragged Gina's head to
his cock and proceeded to make sure she sucked it in.  Gina started jacking
Digger and the Spook while Rawhide went poking for her throat.

	There was a bucket off to the side, Martin went to collect it,
guessing -- correctly -- that Rawhide was deliberately trying to make Gina
puke.  He succeeded in less than a minute and the party was on...

	Tony watched, flinching, as his wife took the first of what would
undoubtedly be many rounds of abuse.  It was painful to watch, and painful to
think about the fact that it was all his fault, but there was nothing he
could do to help.  Almost, he wished he could take her place and absorb the
punishment to her throat -- but he couldn't quite get there; a cowardly
little piece of him was happy that it was Gina and not himself.

	That little bubble of joy was short-lived, however; the Spook stepped
away from where Rawhide was taking up too much of Gina's attention and
presented his long, narrow cock to Tony.  "Suck it!  Get me ready for your
old lady's ass!" he demanded.

	Tony balked instinctively -- and the Spook jerked him off the chair.
Seeing that there was a conflict in the making, Digger disengaged from Gina's
hand and went over to assist -- and kicked Tony in the balls to get his
attention!

	All Tony could manage was a high-pitched keening as he doubled up in
a fetal position on the stage.  Digger let him go for a moment, until it
appeared that he might get his breath, then reached in to collect Tony's cock
and balls.  "Get up and suck the Spook -- NOW!"

	Tony, totally subjugated, reached for the long, narrow cock dangling
before him and managed to get it into his mouth, somehow.  Tears ran and he
was making embarrassing blubbering noises -- and he couldn't stop!  He slowly
straightened enough to put his hands on the Spook's hips and let the
cadaverous biker manhandle his head.  When it became apparent that things
were under control, Digger headed back to Gina.

	Rawhide either let up or Gina got the hang of things -- Gina wasn't
sure which.  Maybe she'd adjusted things properly, or maybe Rawhide had
backed off some -- or maybe her stomach just got tired of fighting.  Rawhide
seemed to be getting what he wanted, though, and that included going as deep
as he could.  It wasn't quite deep-throat; Rawhide was just long enough to be
uncomfortable and cause her to gag without actually entering her throat.
Maybe that was it -- she stopped gagging because there really wasn't any
reason to do it...

	Digger gestured and Rawhide nodded, then, holding Gina's face pressed
against his crotch, he moved slowly to the chair, making Gina follow on her
knees.  Digger, following, put his hands on the cheeks of her ass and lifted,
letting her know that she wasn't to settle onto her haunches, and then knelt
up behind her.  Turning his head, he told the Spook, "Hey, Spook -- Asshole
might want to watch this..."

	The Spook, who had been giving Tony a face-fuck lesson similar to the
one Rawhide had given Gina, snapping his hips and actually burying his long,
narrow cock in Tony's cringing throat, let up and grunted, "Yeah, good idea."
He grabbed Tony by the upper arm and dragged him, stumbling, as close as the
chain on his ankle would allow.  "You need to see this."

	Tony, therefore, had a front-row seat when Digger, with great
ceremony, split Gina's pussy lips with his glans, aligned his cock with her
opening, and slammed inside.  Gina went, "MMMMMMPPPHHH!!" around Rawhide's
cock, and followed it with additional "Mmph!"s every time Digger hit bottom
-- and Digger set up a pretty robust pounding attack.

	Digger was unaware that Tony had seen this kind of thing before --
recently -- so he was playing to the crowd, who loved it.  "Nice pussy!  I
bet I'm boring out new territory from the size of that," Digger taunted,
puffing, waving at Tony's shrunken cock.  The audience jeered, adding to
Tony's humiliation.

	Having seen it once didn't really make it old hat -- if for no other
reason than the fact that this venue was VERY public and a large number of
people were contributing to his humiliation.  The Spook let him get a good,
long eyeful of Digger's dick sliding in and out of Gina's pussy, and then
ordered, "Back to work!  Suck!"  The Spook actually had Tony working harder
than Rawhide had Gina because his cock was longer and he was forcing it into
Tony's throat!  Tony used the bucket once in the next minute or so, but in
general, he tended to bring up copious amounts of drool to lubricate the
Spooks' skinny shaft as it slid down his gullet.

	Gina had plenty to keep her busy; Rawhide continued to manhandle her
head and she had Digger digging in her pussy.  But Rawhide's efforts were no
longer as difficult to deal with and Digger -- well, Digger was starting
something, actually...

	Maybe it started out as anticipation.  Maybe it was the drugged
conditioning that Martin and Scott had put her through.  Maybe she was just a
slut...  Over a period of about a minute, Gina went from merely enduring the
impacts of the pair of cocks in her to enjoying them...  She started working
at giving Rawhide suction and tongue action, going, "Mmmm!  Mmmm!  Mmmm!"
around his cock, and started arching herself in synchronization with Digger's
stroke, presenting her pussy so he could get in deep and his balls could bang
her clitoris.

	Rawhide accepted the change without comment, enjoying her
participation and throttling back so she could take a more active part in
things, but Digger made the announcement, "Hey, asshole!  I'm getting some
snap from the old lady's pussy, here!  She's starting to get into having a
REAL dick!"

	The Spook, who was just entertaining himself, backed off.  "Take a
look -- seems like we're doing Momma a favor, here..." he directed Tony.
Sure enough, you could see Gina's back arching rhythmically as she matched
Digger's stroke, which had slowed a bit to accommodate her participation.

	Martin stepped in, announcing, "Can everyone see this?  Apparently,
wifey isn't suffering a fate worse than death, here...  How embarrassing for
hubby..."  The audience heaped it on, with jeers and catcalls directed at
both Tony and Gina.  Tony hunched himself and concentrated on his wife, but
Gina barely knew the crowd existed...

	She was vacuuming Rawhide's dick assiduously, working to get his cum;
Rawhide had all but granted her full control because this was better that
ramming her face.  Her hums of pleasure around his meat didn't hurt anything,
either -- it was an impromptu hum-job.  Rawhide's balls began to rumble.
"Gonna shoot!" he grunted.  "Take it!"  He put his hand back on top of her
head, but he knew instinctively that she wasn't going anywhere -- she wanted
it!  He stiffened, splaying his legs on either side of her while he arched
himself in his chair, blasting a copious load into her mouth in long pulses!
"YAAAAAH!   TAKE IT, BITCH!!!"

	Gina sucked it in like gravy, moaning and laving the pulsing
underside of his cock with her tongue.  It was ambrosia, just like the other
cum she'd tasted -- even Tony's!  She milked him, looking for more...

	When the well ran dry, however, there was no reason to continue to
suck -- and no reason to limit her movements so she could continue to be
engaged in cock-sucking -- so she let go, providing the first VERY clear
confirmation of Digger's claims!  Throwing her head back, Gina wailed, "FUCK
ME!  FUCK!  FUCK!  FUCK!" and started throwing herself back at Digger
enthusiastically!

	Tony covered his face with his hands.  There it was, the 'new' Gina
-- the wildly fucking cum-slut!  Martin and Scott hadn't been lying -- she
was turning into a wild thing, right there in front of God knew how many
people, adding to his load of embarrassment, humiliation, and guilt.  This
was his fault...  That Gina was getting into sex more ought to be a GOOD
thing -- but the knowledge that he wouldn't be able to keep up put a damper
on THAT!  Tony's cock wasn't tiny or anything -- low-end normal, maybe a bit
under six inches -- but Gina was getting more than that regularly from
others...

	"Hey, Digger!" the Spook yelled, "Roll her over or something so I can
do that ass while she's all happy and shit!"

	"Yeah, give it a sec-- I think she's gonna get one -- and I KNOW the
old man wants to see THAT!!!"

	True to prediction, seconds later, Gina started howling, "Oh!  Oh!
OH!  OOHHH!  GAAAAWWWDDD!!!" and shook like a leaf!

	"That looked like a cum to me!" Digger puffed.  "What do you think,
there, Hubby?"

	"Yeah..." Tony croaked, "I think so, too..."  Martin made sure he got
the admission with the microphone.  Tony's obvious depression was a hit with
the audience.

	Digger pulled out.  "Okay, Hot Mama, I'm gonna lie on my back.  You
come ride me cowgirl, got it?"

	"Uh huh," Gina nodded, looking a little dazed.

	Digger pulled his dick and flopped onto the mat.  "Come sit on my
dick, there, Hot Stuff..."  Gina crawled over and got organized, seemingly in
a hurry to get Digger's meat back inside her.  "Okay, now!  Ride that pogo
stick!" Digger directed -- and Gina took off, obviously willing to do her
part.

	Martin went over to ask questions.  "Like that dick, Wifey?"

	"Uh huh!" Gina panted.

	"Want more?" Martin asked.

	"Uh huh!"

	"Do you like to suck dicks?"

	"Uh huh!"

	"Want one up your ass?"

	"Uh huh!"

	Gina understood the questions and knew what she was saying -- but she
was conditioned not to care, once the pleasure started coming.  Digger's cock
told her all she needed to know about whether she was going to get the kind
of serious pleasure from sex that Martin and Scott and their training under
the effects of the drug cocktail had conditioned her to.  She was there to
have sex -- and she was going to enjoy it -- and it really didn't matter
whether she was embarrassed or humiliated or not, so she shelved the whole
thing.  There were a lot of cocks out there tonight...  It was about the
money, and it was about being coerced, and not having any choice -- but most
of all, it was about the sex!  Gina would enjoy the sex for as long as she
could...  Her conditioning made sex an addiction -- and once she was on a
binge, nothing else mattered.

	Martin kept the questions coming; in the background, the Spook was
pouring lubricant on his narrow cock.  "So, has hubby ever gotten you off
like that?"

	"Huh?  No."  Gina's tone said, 'Are you kidding?'

	Martin, grinning, turned to Tony.  "THAT must be tough to hear, huh?"

	"Yesss..."  Tony couldn't believe the things Gina said and did once
she got rolling sexually.  First it had been doing literally anything Martin
and Scott wanted, and now it was talking about him like that in front of all
those people...

	"Gonna be a long night, there, Hubby..." Martin pretended sympathy,
but grinned nastily.

	"Come down here, Hot Stuff," Digger told Gina, "the Spook wants to
feel your ass."  Gina nodded and went to all fours, continuing to jam herself
back onto Digger's cock.  But Digger said, "Hold still for a second, so the
Spook can get in," and Gina realized belatedly that the Spook planned to feel
her ass from the inside.

	Gina looked back over her shoulder as the Spook knelt up.  'This
should be... interesting...' she thought.  Anal sex wasn't really in her
repertoire...  Curiously, fear wasn't in her.  She'd lubed herself and the
Spook had lubed himself and there was no way her bunghole was going to remain
closed; the Spook pressed forward and popped through relatively easily and
slid forward, into her colon.  Gina knelt there, analyzing the feeling, and
Martin, sensing something important, came forward.

	"What's up?" he asked.

	"I've never done anal before," Gina admitted.

	"So how is it?" Martin pressed.

	"Okay, I think..."  The Spook was moving slowly, obviously enjoying
her tight hole.  "Ummm, yeah, okay...  Can I move now?"

	"Go for it," Digger agreed.

	Gina started moving, meeting the Spook while backing onto Digger's
cock.  She started fairly slowly, but things heated up slowly until she was
jamming herself onto two cocks, doing most of the work.  The Spook only
needed to tune things so he got just what he wanted from her and that seemed
to be fairly easy for him.  Martin provided a running commentary as Gina
wound herself up for a second orgasm; when she began to clamp and pulse
around his embedded cock, the Spook howled, "SHIIIT  I'm gettin' it!"

	"OGOD!  I FEEEL IT!!!" Gina shrieked and went wild between her two
new lovers, getting an orgasm that everyone in the audience knew was genuine.

	The Spook backed out of Gina's ass and Digger rolled her over to
power his way to his own nut, grunting, "YAAAAH!  HAVE SOME CREAMPIE!!"

	"SHOOT!  SHOOT IN ME!  YES!  I LOVE IT!" Gina informed all and sundry
at the top of her lungs.

	Martin stuck his microphone in Gina's face, sensing that something
was up.  "You like that, huh?  Are you on the Pill?"

	"Huh?  No!  He's cut!" Gina related, the contraceptive shot forgotten
totally.

	"So somebody might breed you tonight?" Martin pressed.

	"Huh.  I guess..."  In Gina's mental state, the idea hadn't even
occurred to her...

	Martin turned to Tony.  "Oh, Hubby!  Fifty horny men in the room and
only one firing blanks..."  Six men got up from the audience and came
forward, digging money out of their wallets as Tony hung his head in shame.
What if she DID become pregnant?  He had no idea that Gina and Maria had gone
to the gynecologist...

	Two or three of the hosts' biker friends came up on the stage, too,
and took charge of Gina without further ado.  Very quickly, she was up on her
hands and knees, being fed a cock while a second guy pounded her pussy from
the rear.  Gina seemed content to go "Mmmm!  Mmmm!  Mmmm!  Mmmm!" in a litany
that ran up and down the scale with the level of her excitement, the only
break coming at her peaks, when she tended to scream incoherently.

	Those screams were hard for Tony to listen to.  The taunts and jibes
of those waiting to take their turn were hard to listen to.  But those who
took a more personal interest in Tony were the hardest of all to deal with!
Several of them wanted Tony to suck them while they waited their turn with
Gina -- and he wasn't allowed to say no!  One guy in particular made it a
point to hang out and collect Tony's balls in his hand any time a cock got
waggled in Tony's face, ensuring that Tony opened his mouth and took it in to
suck.  He took to playing with Tony's asshole, telling all and sundry, "You
know he's lubed back here.  He's gonna be somebody's bitch."  He guy didn't
seem to be interested in fucking Tony personally, but he sure wanted to see
it done!

	After about an hour, Gina showed some signs of flagging, so the
bikers called an intermission.  Some waitress brought in some bottled water
and some towels to help Gina clean herself up with -- and Martin made Tony
wash her ass and pussy for the enjoyment of the crowd, which had thinned
while people wandered out to the main room to get a beer.  After about twenty
minutes, Digger stuck his head into the main room and said, "Okay, we're
starting again.  Make sure you have your tickets..."  Some people left during
the intermission -- but there was plenty of fresh blood out in the main room
willing to pay to take the open seats...

	In particular, there were three black guys.  One of them asked,
loudly, "Has she had any black dick?"

	"Yeah," Scott replied, "Mine, as a matter of fact."

	The guy nodded.  "What about him?"

	Scott grinned.  "I did him, too!"

	The three of them passed a glance and one of them said, "Let's do
it," and they ambled up to the stage and gave Martin money to fuck.

	One of them didn't want to fuck Gina; instead, he turned his
attentions on Tony, much to Tony's horror!  The guy dropped his pants and
started playing with Tony's ass, saying to his self-appointed handler, "You
just keep holding his balls so he doesn't run off anywhere, and I'll show you
how to fuck a bitch."  The handler grinned from ear to ear and nodded, and
the black proceeded to shove a telephone pole up Tony's ass...

	When he had a stroke going, he asked the handler, "Why don't you jack
him off?  Getting a nut with a foot of black cock up his ass ought to be a
real memorable event, don't you think?"

	Worst of all, it worked!  Oh, not immediately, but Tony's handler was
committed to the exercise and provided quality masturbation, his hands lubed
and slick.  The big black's cock couldn't fail to find Tony's prostate, and
Tony slid slowly, unwillingly into a state where things weren't bad...  And
then suddenly he was pouring his seed onto the floor, grunting, and the black
was grunting in enjoyment of Tony's ass pulsing around his length in time to
the shots of semen spraying the floor from Tony's pulsing cock, and adding
his own flood to the party, spraying it deep inside Tony's ass!

	For some reason, that episode opened the floodgates; six other guys
decided at one point or another to fuck Tony's ass.  And one woman -- a biker
chick, from the look of her -- came up to the stage and said, "I have to pee,
but I don't want to miss anything..."  She entered into a quiet discussion
with Martin which resulted in money changing hands, and then she climbed the
stage and wormed her way out of her jeans, telling Tony's handler, "Roll him
onto his back.  I'LL hold his nuts for this..."  When Tony was in position,
she squatted over him and pressed her twat to his face while leaning forward
to grab his balls.  "I'm gonna piss in your mouth -- and you're gonna drink
every drop -- understand?" she announced, squeezing Tony's testicles.  Tony
gasped.  "Well?" she pressed.

	"Yes..."

	"Good.  Let's get started."  She pressed her cunt to his face.  "Suck
-- don't spill anything and make a mess..."  Her pussy pulsed and dribbled a
bit, then emitted a weak stream -- which Tony swallowed, trying not to gag --
then cut loose a flood that Tony had to fight to keep up with.  It had to
have been beer -- for which Tony was thankful, since it didn't taste as
raunchy as expected -- not that it was ever going to be a favorite...

	About ten, they took a second break; Gina was out of it again and
needed a break.  This time, the biker chick -- who had never left the stage
and may have had Gina eat her pussy at some point while Tony was too busy to
notice -- insisted that Tony suck cum out of Gina's pussy and ass.  Everybody
loved the idea -- except Tony, and his opinion didn't count...

	Gina was in and out.  The whole world consisted of cocks, one after
another and in groups, all needing to be sucked and fucked.  She knew that
she would be sore in the morning, but for now, it was, "More, more, more!"
She drank cum and had delicious orgasms on big, fat cocks and went on and on
until things got fuzzy and she had to rest -- and then, after she'd gotten
her second wind, the cocks came back...

	She didn't count them -- she never saw some of the faces attached --
she just sucked them and fucked them and rode the waves of joy until they
crashed onto the shore.  Then, after a rest, she headed back out to deep
water, like a surfer.

	Once she got going good, she forgot all about her husband.  She
thought that he might have appeared every once in a while, but she wasn't
sure.  Surely he hadn't fucked her, too, had he?  No, probably not...

	Martin would ask her questions; generally, that would irritate her,
because it was a distraction.  She would answer with whatever came into her
head, just to get rid of him.  Was Tony good in bed?  Not particularly -- not
like these guys.  Could she become pregnant?  Not from Tony.  Something was
flitting around the back of her mind, but when asked if she was on the Pill,
the answer was clear -- that was a no.  Somewhere, the idea that she might
get pregnant surfaced -- and Gina got a kick out of it -- a perverse thrill
that made things better.  Men shot their goo in her pussy and maybe one would
get lucky and give her a baby...  They liked that and she liked that and it
seemed to add a little something...

	All in all, Gina was a lot less lucid than Tony -- but was having a
lot more fun!

	Gina didn't make it to an hour on the third pass -- by eleven, she
was incapable of further response.  Tony wasn't any better -- especially
mentally.  Scott sent for a van and they carried Gina to it and made Tony
crawl to it and both Gina and Tony collapsed on the mattress in the back and
passed out.  The van didn't take them home -- it took them to Crazy Joe's,
where they were put down for the night in an apartment in the carriage house
out back -- which put them closer to their children than they would ever
know...

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