Uncle Archie always did what he had decided. He waited eight months, coming regularly to follow the growing bulge of Debbie and her daughters' bellies, fucking them all as often as he could afford. The four girls were now quite used servicing him. Debbie and Janet had the less impressive bellies as they had only one baby on board. The bellies of Samantha and Joan, Debbie's youngest daughters were at the end of their pregnancy so bloated out that they could hardly move. Archie took many photographs of them, promising to present them to the whole family. He made close up pictures showing their depilated pussies and the red tattoo informing the world that they were Abbie, Tyrone, Al and Justin's whores. There were also several photographs of the four girls being double teamed or subjected to multiple penetrations. Archie loved them especially as he felt such images being totally degrading and debasing for the girls.
Archie slowly and quite deliberately instilled in the family's minds that Debbie and her daughters were no longer ordinary family members like themselves but just cum sluts, fuck toys to be used and abused. When he would organize the family meeting he wanted culminating into Debbie's execution, nobody would lift a finger to help her!
His intentions were far from gentle : he expected, in fact, he wished that Tony would try to draw a vengeance from his former wife (he had sued for divorce as soon as he had found that Debbie had sold all his belongings, emptying completely their home, selling even their car). He had been able to find the second hand dealer to whom Debbie had sold off everything. He had bought back what he had liked and let anything Debbie had chosen during their marriage. Abbie's plot had succeeded even far better than he had thought : Tony had never suspected that his wife had been kidnapped. He had sent detectives throughout the country to retrieve her and her daughters to no avail. He had been helped somewhat by Janet's husband who hadn't found his wife when he had come back from his business travel and still wondered what his wife could have reproached him!
Tony's wrath had fallen back on her daughters as if they could have played a role in his discomfiture. He had officially disowned them, pretending they had been conceived as his wife was cheating him. He sued Debbie for repayment of the education costs. As Debbie and her daughters were not there to defend themselves, he had won his libel and was now free from any liability toward them all.
He had already remarried to Debbie's half sister, Carol with whom Debbie had never been able to come in good terms. While Debbie had loved taking care of her home and its inhabitants, Carol was most interested by receptions, leaving the maintenance to a grudge and a butler, the food preparation to a part time cook. She was spending most of her time at the local women's club house, the spa and meetings with her look-alike friends.
Archie chose the day of Debbie's delivery (of a very beautiful mulatto son Abbie named Doug) to inform Tony he had found his former wife. She was now employed, he told him, in a whore house in Singapore he pretended to have just located. Tony sneered that Debbie had chosen the right place to start a new life. He wanted to fly there to retrieve her and beat her to death if possible. Archie pointed out that the security of the whore house would jump him before he had just seen her and in his case, a subtle vengeance was sweeter than brutal force display. He proposed to book her and her daughters for a few days as the summer was never good in Singapore with hot temperatures and heavy rain. The management of the whore house would be too glad to have four of their staff rented abroad.
He hadn't envisioned that the four girls would be sent with their accompanying staff, two black and two white men. It had been a fortunate circumstance that Abbie and his gang was there and idle, otherwise, it was probable that Debbie would have found herself in the depth of some bay along the coast with concrete boots at her feet. The fee of keeping four international class call girls during three days even then in this low season including travel expenses and support team had been estimated at two hundred thousand dollars. Fortunately, Debbie's father was very rich. His fortune reached a couple of hundred million dollars and two hundred grands would be a trifle money for him. He had been very upset by the disappearance of his most cherished daughter (he always had had a crush on her since she had reached adulthood) and her three daughters. When Archie informed him that Debbie had been found in a whore house on the other side of Earth, he was devastated but finally maintained he would pay to have his grand daughters and his daughter there, be it for three weeks only.
Tony played the gentleman and offered to house the meeting. His house was big enough to lodge around twenty people. For sure, the girls would not retrieve their former bedrooms. A mattress in the basement would be largely sufficient for whores. He just emitted the suggestion that his former wife could entertain the family with her daughters. . . None of the invited guests dared to concur but it was clearly what all of them had in mind. As four pretty girls of the family had chosen that shameful trade and would be at hand, why not take advantage of it!
The whore house rules stipulated that girls should be left idle for three months after delivery before being bred again but there was an allowance if customers required it. It had been a stipulation of the contract negotiated with Tony that the four girls would be bred then. The next week would be the only available possibility as Joan and Samantha were just entering in their fertility time while Debbie and Janet would be only a week later.
A little bribery had allowed the house to obtain forged papers for Debbie and her daughters as soon as the discussions had started a month before. The girls would be Singapore inhabitants of English origin, traveling as tourists to England. There would be Mrs Debbie Whitaker, Janet Adams, Joan Fergus and Samantha Martens : they had just attached to their usual name, the family names of their owners. Otherwise, their papers were perfectly official and genuine.
Tony had flown to Singapore to sign the contract. He asked to meet Debbie. The House agreed to it as business was lagging for the time being. Someone agreeing to pay two hundred thousand dollars for four prostitutes should be treated with grace. Debbie hadn't been warned : she had been expecting just another nameless customer and she was stupefied being placed in front of her former husband. She had been informed that he had asked and obtained the divorce and had disowned their children. It had hurt her : they had had no say in the events but, everything considered, it may be to the better : their new home was that whore house and their trade brought them much more satisfactions than their previous life and, above all, her little Doug was so sweet! It was the first time she had given birth to a boy and she felt that new experience extremely fulfilling!
The meeting was tempestuous, Tony accusing her of having cheated on him, of having fled with her daughters (he never spoke of OUR daughters, a revealing sign!) after having sold off all their belongings. Debbie replied that they had been kidnapped and her daughters had been kept hostages to ensure she would keep the secret. The money had just transited through her account to be given in cash to the gang which had kidnapped them. Tony didn't put any faith on this story that was nonetheless almost completely true with the only provision that Debbie had collaborated completely and joyfully with her kidnappers. Before leaving, he told his former wife he wanted to fuck her. She feared he might become violent if he wasn't sated and she lay on the nearby bed. He entered her with almost no friction. Debbie had recently been stretched out by a very big cock, 12". Despite all his efforts and her cooperation, both of them couldn't feel anything. She apologized but he wanted not to hear anything. He went out, furious, and asked to be sent younger women, not "stretched out old cows" like his former wife!
The director in charge of complaints, shocked to hear such vile words about his best earning girl, proposed him a couple of young women.
- Do you want white, black or Indian girls, sir?
- I suppose all of them are slave whores kidnapped somewhere!
- It's true, sir, the best ones we picked for the pleasure of our customers.
- Then send me a couple of white girls but don't switch on the light. I don't want them to recognize me if they succeed to escape some day. I would like to breed them.
