Lucía and Mateo had been in a truly beautiful relationship for two years. They loved each other with a tenderness that many envied. Mateo was the kind of boyfriend who seemed straight out of a book: extremely thoughtful, attentive, and always focused on making her happy. Every month he gave her something special: a dress she had seen in a store, earrings she had mentioned in passing, expensive perfumes, romantic dinners, or weekend getaways. Lucía would often tell him it wasn’t necessary, that his love was enough for her, but Mateo always replied with the same tender smile:
“I want to give you everything you deserve, my love.”
Mateo had always been very responsible with his studies. Although his grades were good, before every final exam he would become very strict and go spend a few days at his two best friends’ house to “focus 100%.”
“I don’t want my average to drop. I’m going to stay with the guys for a few days to study seriously, without distractions,” he would say every time before disappearing.
Lucía understood and admired him. She never suspected the truth.
What Lucía didn’t know was that Mateo didn’t have enough money to maintain that level of gestures. He studied and worked part-time, but to fulfill all her wishes, he started taking out loans. At first they were small amounts, but they gradually grew larger. To pay off those debts, Mateo had fallen into the hands of a dangerous local gang: a group of tough, tall, muscular guys who lent money with abusive interest rates and didn’t accept excuses.
This time, Lucía wanted to surprise him. She had been planning it for days. She spent the entire Friday afternoon baking his favorite chocolate walnut cookies, decorated them carefully, and placed them in a pretty box with a red ribbon. She put on one of her favorite dresses, applied light makeup, and headed to Mateo’s friends’ house with her heart full of excitement.
On the way there, she couldn’t stop imagining his reaction: how his face would light up, how he would hug her tightly and give her one of those long, warm kisses she loved so much.
When she arrived at the house, it was almost dark. She parked the car on the street and walked over. From outside, she could hear loud, intense moans accompanied by rhythmic sounds of flesh slapping against flesh and deep laughter. Lucía stopped in front of the door, confused. She had complete trust in Mateo, so she thought maybe they were watching a spicy movie. She shook her head, trying to ignore the discomfort, and rang the doorbell. No one answered.
The moans continued. Getting louder.
She pushed the door carefully. It wasn’t locked.
The smell of sex hit her as soon as she entered: sweat, perfume, and something more primal and animalistic. Lucía walked down the hallway to the main bedroom with her heart pounding.
And there she froze.
In the center of the room, on the large bed, a white girl with brown hair was being savagely fucked by two huge, muscular black men. One was penetrating her from behind with brutal thrusts, gripping her hips firmly. The other had her head held tight and was shoving a thick, veiny cock all the way down her throat, making her drool and moan muffledly.
Lucía felt like she couldn’t breathe. Her legs were shaking. The box of cookies trembled violently in her hands.
One of the men looked up and smiled arrogantly.
“Well, well… looks like we have a surprise guest.”
The girl slowly raised her gaze. When her eyes met Lucía’s, the world stopped.
Those big, expressive brown eyes… were exactly Mateo’s.
Lucía took a step back, shaking her head, her voice trembling.
“…Mateo?” she whispered, almost breathless.
The girl’s eyes widened in horror. She tried to pull away, but the man holding her from behind wouldn’t allow it. With great effort, she managed to get the cock out of her mouth and spoke with a broken voice that was undoubtedly Mateo’s:
“Lucía… go away! Please, get out of here right now! Don’t look at this! Run!”
Lucía felt tears burning in her eyes. The box of cookies slipped from her hands and fell to the floor.
“Mateo…? Oh my God… what did they do to you?” Her voice completely broke. “Why are you… like this?”
Mateo closed his eyes tightly, his face red with absolute humiliation. His body was still moving slightly to the rhythm of the thrusts.
“It was… it was the only way…” he panted between sobs and moans. “I took out loans to buy you all those things you liked. I got into a lot of debt. That gang… those guys… they threatened me. They said if I didn’t pay, they would hurt you. I couldn’t allow that, Lucía. I love you too much. I thought that if I served them with my body… they would leave you alone.”
One of the men let out a deep laugh.
“What a selfless little boyfriend. But look how it ended… turned into our favorite white slut.”
Lucía backed up until she hit the wall, shaking violently, tears falling uncontrollably.
“Mateo… how could you hide this from me? I trusted you… I loved you so much…”
One of the men stopped, pulled his cock out of Mateo’s body, and looked at Lucía impatiently.
“Listen, princess. Your little boyfriend owes us a lot of money. If you don’t want trouble, you’d better go home and let us finish today’s payment.”
Lucía left the house devastated. She felt destroyed, guilty, and completely broken. She knew Mateo wasn’t an irrational person. Everything he had done, no matter how horrible it seemed, had been out of love for her.
She walked to her car, but she couldn’t get in. She stood there for several minutes, thinking. Then, with her heart pounding and her eyes still wet, she turned around and went back into the house with determination.
When she entered again, the two men looked at her with obvious annoyance at the interruption. Mateo, with tears in his eyes, looked at her in despair.
Lucía gathered her courage and asked in a trembling voice:
“How much does he owe you?”
The amount they gave her was high. Very high. She didn’t have anywhere near that kind of money.
She took a deep breath and, with a firm voice despite the fear running through her body, said:
“Then… I’ll pay too.”
Mateo’s eyes widened in genuine horror as he tried to sit up even though one of the men was still holding him.
“Lucía, no!” he cried out, his voice broken. “Don’t say that! You don’t have to do this! Please… leave. This is my fault, I got myself into this mess. I won’t let them humiliate you too.”
Lucía felt her chest tighten seeing him so desperate, but she had already made her decision. She took one more step closer, looking him straight in the eyes despite the tears still streaming down her cheeks.
“Mateo… look at me,” she said softly but firmly. “You did all this for me. Because you love me so much, because you wanted to give me things you thought I deserved. If you’re willing to sacrifice yourself to protect me… how do you think I could leave you alone in this? It’s not a whim. It’s not selfishness. It’s because I love you. And if we have to go through this… we’ll go through it together. I’m not going to abandon you now.”
Mateo shook his head, tears falling down his feminine face. His voice came out broken and full of guilt:
“Lucía… this isn’t like the other times. They… they’re not gentle. It’s not going to be just once. It’s going to be… horrible. I don’t want you to have to go through the same thing I am.”
Lucía moved even closer, ignoring the looks from the two men, and spoke with a trembling but determined voice:
“I’d rather go through something horrible with you than live peacefully knowing you’re suffering alone. If we’re going to fall… let’s fall together. Remember what we always told each other? For better or for worse. This is the worst of the worst… but I still choose you.”
Mateo looked at her in silence for what felt like an eternity, his lip trembling. Finally, defeated and with his heart shattered, he lowered his head and whispered:
“…I’m so sorry, my love.”
Lucía wiped her tears with the back of her hand and looked at the two men with a mix of fear and determination.
“Then… both of us will pay the debt.”
And so the couple ended up joining forces to repay what they owed with their bodies. They thought this situation would destroy their relationship, but the opposite happened: now they were more united than ever. During the day they remained the perfect couple that everyone at university envied. At night they became the gang’s two favorite white sluts, giving themselves over in increasingly dirty and bizarre ways.
There was still a long way to go to pay off the full debt.
But at least they would face it together.
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