The Debt

Transcript

Hi, um, you're the guy that came to see my husband last night, right? Yeah, I know. He owes you a lot of money.

He told me everything after you left. Um, could I come in and talk to you for a bit? Thank you.

Wow, this is a nice house. So, huh? Drink? Oh, no thank you.

So, my husband explained everything. I already knew he was a gambler, but I didn't think he was so deep in debt. He said it was $50,000.

I can't believe he would do this. I thought he was done with all that when we got married. But I guess no one ever really changes.

He just got better at hiding it, claiming he was working late. I actually thought he was cheating on me. At this point, it might have been better if he was.

Honestly, if I had known he owed that much, I don't think I would have married him. I mean, I love him, don't get me wrong. But I was making plans for the future, and it would have been nice to know that he wasn't on the same page as me.

I guess I was just in a hurry to have a family. I've always wanted to be a mom. Yeah, I stopped taking birth control when we got married a few months ago.

But I guess I'll have to start taking it again. We can't afford a baby if he has this much debt. We were actually supposed to try last night, but your visit sort of killed the mood.

It's okay, though. I guess it's good you stopped us from doing it, since we apparently don't have money. So, this is where he comes to gamble, right? Is there any way you could, like, ban him from your, um, underground gambling thing? We fought about it for hours last night until he agreed to get help, but he's claimed that before.

Oh, he's already banned? Well, that's a good thing, I guess? So, once we pay off the debt, you never have to see my husband again? Alright, then.

So, could we, like, set up some sort of payment thing? I mean, we have some money saved up for a down payment on a house that I can give you right now. It's only eight grand, but it's a start.

What? Well, what are we supposed to do? We can't come up with that sort of money in a week.

Isn't there anything we can do to get some sort of extension? I can work more hours and sell some of our stuff. I promise we're good for it.

Well, I know my husband isn't, but I am. I'll take over the finances and hide his credit and ATM cards. I can do this.

I just need some time. What? Is he good in bed? Why do you want to know? I mean, it's okay.

He's the only man I've ever been with, so I can't compare him to anyone else. But, to be honest, it's not the mind-blowing experience my friends told me sex could be. Oh my god, why am I even telling you this? Do you just want to humiliate him or something? Well, yeah, I masturbate, but why does that matter? Yeah, the orgasms are better when I do it myself.

Well, they exist, so that already makes them better. Stop laughing. He's a good man.

He just has issues, and he's not great in bed. But he's a wonderful husband, and he'll be a fantastic dad. Please, just tell me what we can do to make this go away.

Like I said, I'm willing to work my ass off to get the money. I'll do anything to get my husband out of this mess. You want me to take off my clothes? No.

Stop getting around. Well, what will I get if I take off my clothes? Five grand? You'll knock five grand off the debt if I just strip for you? Okay, I guess I'll do it.

Okay, there you go. I did it. Now what? No, I'm not sitting next to you while I'm naked.

I'll sit in the chair. Why did you want me to sit down? No way.

I am not masturbating for you. Are you crazy? Another five grand? What? Hang on.

You're serious? You'd be willing to forgive part of the debt, here and now, depending on how far I go? Okay, um, well, I guess masturbating isn't so bad.

You said you'd be willing to forgive part of the debt, depending on how far I go? Okay, I guess masturbating isn't so bad. Masturbating isn't so bad? You swear that if I do this, we'll be at 40 grand instead of 50? No loopholes or fine print? Alright.

This is so embarrassing. Yes, it feels good to rub my clit. Is that what you wanted to hear? You want me to put my fingers in? Fine.

I know I'm wet. Shut up. I can see you're getting hard, damn pervert.

Why are you taking off your shirt? No, I'm not looking. Is that enough yet? You want me to cum? I don't think I can do that with you watching me, though.

Fine, I'll try to cum. Are you stroking your cock while I'm doing this? Oh god, this is so wrong.

You won't tell my husband, right? No, he doesn't watch me masturbate. I don't think he even realizes that I do it.

Okay, fine. I admit it, it's kinda hot to know someone's watching me. I'm actually getting close.

I can't believe this is actually working. I can't believe I just did that. So, is that what you wanted to hear? You want me to put my fingers in? Fine, I'll try to cum.

I don't think I can do that with you watching me, though. Fine, I'll try to cum. Fine, I'll try to cum.

Fine, I'll try to cum. Fine, I'll try to cum. So, is that it? Can I get dressed now? Yeah, 40 grand is still a lot, but I can't do more than that.

I know, I said I'd do anything, but it's just an expression. Fine, I'll hear you out. Five more grand of the debt for a blowjob? You know you could get much cheaper blowjobs from prostitutes, right? Seriously, what's the catch here? Well, yeah, I guess this counts as cheating on my husband, which is a huge downside, but I don't know, it feels like you must want more than that and you're just not telling me.

So, down to 35 grand if I suck your cock? Okay. Mm.

Mm. Ooh. Mm.

Why did you make me stop? But you didn't cum. I can handle it, I need to reduce the debt.

What? You're good with that? You're not making me feel better, you know, this seems a little too easy.

I guess I'll play along. What do you want next? Okay, whoa, I can't sit in your lap while I'm naked and your dick is out.

That's just too close to actually fucking. Oh, come on, don't try and tell me that sitting in your lap is worth five grand. Fine.

There, happy now? 30 grand. Almost halfway done.

How do I know you won't change your mind after all this and make us pay the whole thing anyway? Well, that's a vague answer. Is there anything else I can do to reduce the debt? Whoa, whoa, hang on, what are you doing? Yes, my husband fingers me.

No, I don't usually cum when he does it. It's just to get me wet enough to put his cock in. You want to finger me? Okay, fine, you can finger me.

I doubt you're going to make me- Oh, come on. Fuck, how are you doing that? It feels so good.

Yeah, I like you rubbing my clit like this. Oh, your fingers are so deep inside me. My husband never even tries to do that.

Oh my god. Keep pressing that spot like that. Yes, please.

It's so good. Oh, fuck, I'm going to cum. Oh, you're going to make me cum.

Right there, right there. Oh, fuck. Oh, god.

I can't believe you got me to squirt. I can barely ever get it done myself. Your fingers are fucking magic.

Huh? I'm down to 20 grand now? Wow, I mean, great, that's good.

Actually, I think that's enough. I already have 8 grand, so I should be able to borrow 12 grand from someone. And then I can pay you back before the end of the week.

Down to 10 if I do one more thing? Look, I think I know where you're going with this. I'm fine with 20,000.

It's already less than half the original number. I won't fuck you for another 10 grand. Blowing you and having you finger me is bad enough.

I don't even know if I could hide it from my husband. What do you mean he knows? Well, yeah, he asked me this morning if I would be willing to talk to you, but.

.. Wait, the two of you planned this? You told my husband you'd reduce the debt depending on what I did for you? He sent me to you, knowing you'd probably make me do things like this? I can't believe it.

How could he do this to me? He. ..

he pimped me out? You know what? We're done here.

I'm taking the 8,000 that I saved up and leaving his sorry ass. Do what you want with him. Hey, let go of my wrists.

You already had your fun with me. Yes, I love him. I loved him.

It's a little hard to feel anything positive for him right now. But I guess I don't actually want you to kill him. One more thing you said, right? And then down to 10,000? Okay.

But only if you rub it in his face that you made me come so hard I squirted. At least he'll be as humiliated as I am right now. So, I'm guessing you want to fuck me now, right? My favorite position? I don't really have one, I guess.

We're pretty vanilla. You know, missionary on the bed. No, we've never tried with me on top.

You want me to turn around? Okay, so like this? My back to your chest? Are you sure this is good? Feels weird to have sex in this position.

Alright, just get it over with already. Just pull out when you get close, okay? Oh my god.

Your cock feels so good inside me. Yes, it's better than my husband's pathetic cock. Is that what you wanted to hear? Is that what you wanted to hear? What are you doing? Oh god.

Oh fuck.