Doggy while demeaning.

“I can’t believe you did it and will likely end up with a bastard child,” George said as he ran his cock across her cunt lips.

She was dripping wet and moaned at the slightest touch, “Aren’t you glad I’m on the pill,” she groaned as he pushed forward.

He grabbed her hips and started to slide within her, “Yeah, and you don’t think they are going to offer you a better discount on your debt for a fertile cunt to fuck?”

Abbey came on the spot, shuddering as she looked at the debt certificate and her husband fucked her. “My God, what a slut, you want them to offer you a discount so you can risk their baby?”

Abbey nodded, “Yes, I’m such a slut, I’m so sorry, but yes, if they offered me a discount to stop the pill, I would say yes and probably spend even more.”

George was already grunting hard with arousal. “How many are you supposed to fuck?” he demanded.

“I don’t know,” she screamed, “I was told to show up on Wednesday where the group would teach me to dance.”

“Dance?” he demanded. “This shopkeeper is going to teach you to dance on top of his and other’s hard cocks,” he said.

Abbey shuddered, “I know, I know he will, and I will have to do more to actually pay the debt down.”

“More?” George slapped her arse, “Like what?”

Abbey moaned at his ****, “I don’t know, I don’t, parties or favours I don’t know.”

“You agreed to fuck a bunch of strangers for cash? You signed yourself up to be a whore, and you don’t even know what is going to be expected of you?” he asked.

“I don’t,” she moaned, lowering her head.

He reached over and grabbed her hair to pull her head up. “Keep looking at your debt. They are going to ravage you, gangbang you. Fuck they might even record videos of it for profit, and you won’t see a cent.”

Abbey moaned again as she creamed over George cock. “Yes, I’m a whore, I’m a slut, and I will do whatever they want to pay off my debt and probably buy more when the debt gets low.”

George shuddered, “You’re going to be in debt for a long time, **** to these men, but at least I get to fuck you in some hot clothes,” he said. “But when I get a ****, you can’t complain, no matter who it is or the conditions, you agreed to be a **** first.”

Abbey moaned something unintelligible before saying, “God, I want you to have a ****. I might end up too sore to help you. Find someone to help you when I have sold my cunt to someone else.”

That was it for both of them George came screaming before collapsing on top of Abbey all the while she shuddered under him.

A few moments later, as they were panting George said, “Please tell me this is no game and that you actually did sell yourself?”

Abbey half looked over her shoulder and said meekly, “I did.”

George shuddered again, cumming more into his slut wife’s cunt.