My boyfriend [27M] whored me [25F] out to pay his debts, and I fucking loved it [FM] #humiliationkink (The best part, he got to watch me get fucked)

**Disclaimer: I know that some people would find it confusing when reading the title or midway through the post. I suggest you read the entire post.**

This happened a few days ago. My boyfriend, Francis has lived with me for about a month or so. He’s from Paris and I’m from Mumbai. There was an emergency and my boyfriend had to leave immediately. It sucks, but I understand the situation, so I decided to drop him off at the airport since it’s too late at night for Ubers or Ola. I was driving and my boyfriend looked suspicious. He was nervous and tense throughout the ride. I asked him multiple times if he’s okay, to which he just nodded and said it wasn’t a big deal. Then, all of a sudden, a guy in an old motorbike went past my car and tried to stop me. I tried to avoid him but it looks like he won’t leave us alone until we talk it out. So I parked my car to the side and so did he.

About my body, I’m 5ft 4, brunette hair and brown skin, a pretty oval face, beautiful 36C cups, sexy legs and a plump ass that I didn’t appreciate back in the day. I wore a [pink slip blouse](https://www.thescorleo.com/products/candy-land-satin-slip-blouse?variant=32606383570991&currency=INR&utm_medium=product_sync&utm_source=google&utm_content=sag_organic&utm_campaign=sag_organic&utm_campaign=gs-2019-11-18&utm_source=google&utm_medium=smart_campaign) (I bought this one recently) and a [white mini skirt](https://www.forever21.in/p/mini-skater-skirt-513213.html?strmd_source=search) that’s way above my knees, considering the traditional Indian standards. I also wore white knee-length boots. Some might think that’s too inappropriate to wear to an airport.

The guy approaches the left side of my car. I’m worried and I look at my boyfriend to see him more terrified than me. I managed to stay calm as he walked to the side where my BF was sitting. This person, (Let’s call him Ranjeet) is tall and big. He’s like 6ft, a bit overweight, has a beer belly, going bald, clean-shaven with a thick moustache and looked really sketchy. He looks like he’s in his mid to late 30s.

Ranjeet walks up to my boyfriend and talks about how my boyfriend owes him money. I’m surprised to see my boyfriend knowing his way around Mumbai and managed to get money from a loan shark. Besides the language barrier, my boyfriend is struggling to answer him because he does not own that much money. I ask him what’s going on and he finally confessed. Long story short, he went out and got caught in a gambling scheme and lost a shit ton of money. Now, this middle-aged guy is here to collect it.

I’m shit scared right now. Francis needs to be at the airport in an hour and I need to get him out of this situation. I tried talking to him, but nothing worked. Instead, he’s eyeing me up and down and stripping me with his eyes. After about 10 minutes of talking, he pulls my boyfriend to the side and whispered something to him. Then my boyfriend walks up to me and says that he’s willing to wipe away his debt. But there’s a catch.

# I had to sleep with him.

This guy must be insane if he thinks he can fuck me. Like, he’s way below my league. Plus, he’s nearly a decade older than me. But we have no choice. We have no money and we can’t pay him immediately. I rolled my eyes and thought about it for a minute. Then, I just flipped the bird to Francis and walked up to Ranjeet. I said, (a poorly translated Hindi to English conversation)

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>”Okay fine. I’ll sleep with you.”
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>”That’s a smart decision.”
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>”But we have to leave now. Call me later and we can figure out a date.”
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>”Nuh uh. I want to do it right now.”
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>”What the fuck? We have a flight to catch in an hour.”
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>”Let’s be real. Do you think I’ll let go a fine piece like you? You even dressed up for the occasion.”
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>*ahem* character, please “What do you want me to do? We’re in a hurry and have no time in our hands.”
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>”Then let’s make some time. Why don’t you let your boyfriend drive the car while we can have ***our*** time in the backseat.”

# “What the fuck? You’re telling me to fuck you in front of my boyfriend? That’s so humiliating. No way I’m doing that.”

To which he simply responded,

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>”Either we do this my way or I’ll make sure your boyfriend disappears for good.”

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That terrified me. He subtly threatened to kill my boyfriend and I’m shit scared. I really wanted to punch him in the face, but there’s nothing I could do. I clenched my fist in anger and said, “Fine, let’s get this over with.” I’m ashamed of my boyfriend and so does he. I shrugged Francis off and sat in the backseat. Francis got on the wheel and Ranjeet sat next to me. To put it simply, my boyfriend is driving to the airport while I’m having sex in the backseat with the mafia to pay his debts, **in front of my boyfriend**.

Ranjeet didn’t waste any time as he started groping my tits and kissing me. My face is bright red as it’s a humiliating scene for me. I look at my boyfriend and he’s about to cry. He grabbed my hand and placed it on his crotch. I took the signal and started rubbing his crotch. He’s already semi-hard and he started to unbuckle his pants. I took his dick out and started stroking it slowly. As I’m stroking his dick, our kisses got sloppier and I got into it. At one point, I took over and kissing him passionately. By this point, he’s rock hard and big. About 6 inches, I’d say, but it’s more or less the same size. He grabbed the back of my hair and shoved his dick in my mouth. I obeyed him and sucked his dick while he’s slapping my ass and calling me sexist names.

My submissive side kicked in and I accepted the reality. My boyfriend is a shameful cuck and I belong to my master, Ranjeet. I brought in my best head game as I wanted to please him. I sucked him, played with his balls, deepthroated him and made his cock nice and wet for him to fuck me with it. I also heard someone moaning in the front seat. Ranjeet lowered the windows and pushed my upper body out. Half of my body is out there hanging while my lower body is inside. Ranjeet came close to me, pushed my panties to the side and inserted his wet cock inside my already wet cunt. I squirm in pleasure as he thrusts in and out of me. He didn’t even bother using a condom and I didn’t care. His cock felt so good and I just loosened my head and enjoyed the breezing air, the moon and getting a good fuck. Luckily, it was late at night and the road is nearly empty. His hands slip into my top and he starts squeezing my tits and nipples. I moaned out loud as I beg him to fuck me more.

Suddenly, Ranjeet pulled me inside and made me lie on my back. He pulled my top and panties and threw them at Francis. He made me spread my legs wide open and he’s between my legs, ready to thrust his member inside me. I’m embarrassed to be in a vulnerable position where I have no power. He pushed his cock inside me and put his whole body on top of me. His cock is thrusting in and out of me, my boobs are pressed against his chest and his beer belly is slapping against my stomach. The space is so little and his cock is hitting my G spot. Ranjeet looks at Francis and then looks at me. He asks me to humiliate Francis in front of him. I immediately said, “Francis, you’re a bad boyfriend. I’m sorry babe, but his cock feels so good.” I’m close to cumming, so I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him close to me. I moaned louder than before as I let out an amazing orgasm.

But Ranjeet didn’t stop. He just kept fucking me and didn’t care much about me. I asked him to slow down but he slapped me and said, “Shut up bitch. I’ll do whatever I want. Now get up and ride me” to which I responded, “Yes sir.” I got up and sat on top of him. His cock is drenched in my orgasm and I started riding him. He’s squirming in pleasure and starts sucking my nipples. I look behind to see Francis with his dick out, masturbating to us fucking by looking through the rear mirror. His face is reddened and is humiliating for him to watch me like this, but he is also turned on by this. My body relaxes and I took my time riding him properly. My fat ass is slapping on his thighs and his balls are slapping my ass. Ranjeet is calling out Francis for how bad he is while he’s choking me, slapping my ass and calling me slutty names. My body is writhing and I’m close to another orgasm. I stretch my back and give him a better view while riding his cock. He squirms as he’s about to cum. He grabs my ass and grunts hard as he busts a huge load inside me. I collapse on top of him as we share a blissful moment in each other’s orgasm.

After a couple of minutes, we got up and changed quickly. His cum is still in my pussy and he stopped the car and left. Before leaving, he went to my boyfriend and said, “Nice work, kid. Never come to my place again. Unless you wanna whore your girl again.” Ranjeet then threw Rs1000 at me and left. We stayed silent until we reached the airport. I helped him get his luggage out of the car, we kissed and I sent him off. I got into my car, only to see my steering wheel covered in his cum. I chuckled to myself as I was on my way home. When I reached home, I got a text and a screenshot from Francis. The screenshot is a DM of Ranjeet texting Francis,

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>”Thank you for the wonderful time. It was nice talking to you and fucking your girlfriend. we should do this again once you’re back.” and my boyfriend texted,
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>”That was amazing, babe. I loved it. I know the cuck thing is new to you, but you did great and I enjoyed it. Did you like it?”

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I left him on read, and I quickly went to the bathroom and took a warm shower. I got out of the shower to receive a video of me riding Ranjeet. I sent him an emoji back and sent him a voice message of how I loved every second of it.

# And that’s how I tried humiliation and cuck kink for the first time.

For context, we weren’t confronted by the mafia. My boyfriend recently came out that he’s into cucking and wants to try it out. Also, we love to include roleplay in our sex. So, we combined the two and had some fun. As for who Ranjeet is, we posted online that we’re looking for a bull and he was happy to join us. My boyfriend was really going to France and we wanted to try this just before he left. It was an amazing experience and we look forward to doing it again once he’s back. I’m really excited to see how we explore this kink and look forward to writing more about my future experiences.

We staged the whole scene and it went as planned. So, technically, I didn’t whore myself, but Ranjeet throwing cash at me wasn’t planned, and I got to keep the money. So you could say that I got money for sex. So, I’ll take that as a yes.

Thanks for reading my confession. I hope my wild experience was worth reading. I’m not that responsive on DMs but I’ll definitely reply to your comment. So be sure to give me your thoughts on my experience. Any writing tips would be great as well.

P.S: I just turned 25 last month, so would appreciate some belated birthday wishes :)

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ogb6yg/my_boyfriend_27m_whored_me_25f_out_to_pay_his