A False Alarm

Once, I suddenly received a letter, a slightly moldy A5-sized document bag. Opening it, I found a classified ad from a newspaper, with words written in red ink, looking utterly gruesome: "Pay back your debts! Don't want your wife and daughter to become prostitutes? Call now: xxx..." My mind went blank. When did I owe anyone money? Credit card debt? No, although I sometimes pay half a month late, I always pay the minimum payment first. Personal debt? No, I really did want to borrow money to buy a car, but I eventually had enough. What else? I couldn't remember.
I unfolded the crumpled newspaper, wanting to see what else was written, and a VCD fell out. Looking at the newspaper again, I saw many classified ads for "gentle, inexperienced, and lively" girls for nightclubs, bars, and internet cafes. Damn, they were really threatening! "Pay back your debts! Don't want your wife and daughter to become prostitutes? Call now..." These blood-red words seemed to imply that if I didn't pay my debts, they would sell my wife and daughter to these brothels. But they seemed to have the wrong debt. Haha, I'm not even married yet, so where would I get a wife and daughter?
Completely clueless, it seemed only the VCD could offer some clues, so I put it in the computer. After reading it, I felt a chill run down my spine.
The VCD contained several edited video clips. First, it showed my mother buying things at a market, the camera secretly filming from behind. You could hear her talking to a butcher, saying she was going to make soup with a piece of pork bone. Then the caption appeared: "This is your mother." Damn, that gave me a jolt of fear. Those debt collectors had recognized my mother too!
The VCD wasn't over yet. The scene shifted to an amusement park, focusing on a young mother playing with a child—it was my sister! I rarely mention this sister. She's not actually my biological sister; she's my second uncle's daughter. My second uncle and aunt went to Luzon on business and had an accident, leaving this orphan behind. My father and second uncle were very close, so they raised her as their own. However, as she grew up, she learned she wasn't our biological sister, and her relationship with my sister and me wasn't very close. She started dating early, got married, and moved out, so we rarely contacted her. The subtitle read, "This is your sister." Damn, they even managed to find me, their sister! These debt collectors are incredibly resourceful!
Then came the scene in the girls' dormitory at the university, also secretly filmed. Our university security is really bad; they didn't even notice an outsider barging in, especially in the girls' bathroom. The camera panned down from the partition wall, shower water spraying over a girl's head. The girl's eyes were closed, so of course she didn't know she was being filmed. Oh my god, it was my sister, standing naked in the shower. The subtitle read:
"This is your sister."
Next, I wasn't surprised. Sure enough, the camera moved to a bus. My girlfriend was asleep in her seat. A hairy arm reached out towards her in front of the camera—it was the man with the camera. That strange hand reached up to my girlfriend's skirt and gently pulled it up, revealing her two fair thighs. The camera panned down, and damn, they even saw my girlfriend's underwear. The subtitle read: "This is your girlfriend." Damn, seeing this short clip of my girlfriend being secretly filmed made my penis throb with pain.
Then, a Japanese adult film clip, cut from who-knows-where, was played on the VCD, interspersed with scenes from the previous clip. First, a five-second clip of my mother buying pork was shown, followed by a scene of the adult film's female protagonist being raped on a chopping board by a butcher. Then, a three- or four-second clip of my sister playing with her young son at the amusement park was shown, followed by another scene of the adult film's female protagonist being sexually assaulted by several old men in a park corner. Next, a few seconds of my sister showering were shown, followed by another scene of an adult film actress being raped from behind by a muscular man in the bathroom. Finally, my girlfriend was shown sleeping on a bus, followed by another scene of an adult film's female protagonist being gang-raped by several men on a bus. The subtitle read: "If you don't want your beloved family's girls to suffer this fate, you'd better pay back the money quickly."
Wow, these debt collectors are actually using high-tech products to threaten people nowadays! Damn, those images are so shocking. If any random guy saw that, he'd jump up immediately after seeing just a small part. Maybe I watch too much porn and read too many erotic articles, but I actually found the clips on the VCD increasingly exciting, and I even played them again after finishing them. Those debt collectors are quite artistic; they even know film editing techniques, splicing these secretly filmed clips with Japanese porn, easily creating the illusion that it's my family's girls being raped.
While watching the clips, a strange thought suddenly occurred to me: what would happen if I threw away this threatening letter and simply ignored it? Maybe it's because I read too many erotic articles, or maybe it's an extension of my liking for humiliating my girlfriend, but hearing that someone wants to violate all the girls in my family gives me a strange sense of excitement.
When I was in junior high school, I secretly went to my classmate's house with him to watch Japanese adult films. Everyone knows Japan is notorious for its lewdness, and although they always pretend to be lewd by adding mosaics to private parts, the content of the stories is very daring. The adult film we watched that time was about a kind-hearted family. The homeowner took
in a homeless man, but the homeless man repaid kindness with evil, raping the homeowner's wife and two daughters. He even sold the two delicate daughters into prostitution. Of course, the film hypocritically said that the two daughters eventually beat the homeless man to death, but the selling point of the whole film was how the homeless man raped each of the homeowner's daughters.
That night, I couldn't sleep, and I kept thinking about the homeless man raping the homeowner's wife and two daughters. I suddenly wondered, what would happen if my father also took in a homeless man? My father also happens to have a beautiful wife and two daughters, although one of them isn't his biological daughter, but she's still my older sister. In my mind, I replaced the female lead in that porn film with the women in my family. First, my mother was aroused by that homeless man and allowed him to have his way with her at home. Then my older sister and younger sister saw it, and the two sisters were tied up, stripped naked, and raped on the spot.
This idea persisted until I met my girlfriend, Shaoxia, and then I added her to the picture. That homeless man really had it easy; all the women in my family were at his mercy. Later, the details of this lewd story in my mind grew more and more numerous. I increased the number of homeless men to four or five to create the effect of gang rape, and even included my father, making him personally watch his wife and daughters being defiled by sleazy men. I even imagined him personally spreading my mother's beautiful legs, letting men ravage her genitals. He wouldn't spare my beautiful girlfriend either, planting the seeds of the Hu family for me. Needless to say, after two or three months of this, all four girls in my family were pregnant from being raped…
This was all just a fantasy. Now, receiving this threatening letter is no joke. I often see news about debt collection groups in the newspapers; they really are capable of anything. If I ignore this threatening letter, the consequences are unimaginable! I
had no choice but to call the number. The person on the other end spoke in a thuggish tone: "Are you scared now? You have to pay your debts so your family can be safe!" The words weren't spoken particularly loudly, but they sent a chill down my spine.
"I don't owe any debts. Could you have the wrong person?" I was a little panicked, but the more I thought about it, the more uneasy I felt. The thug's voice
sounded strange. "Quickly prepare a million..." came the strange voice from the other end of the phone.
"Fuck your mother!" I suddenly laughed and shouted, "You stinky Ah Biao, are you crazy?
What's so fun about playing with this kind of thing!" I recognized that strange voice was Ah Biao faking it!
Ah Biao is my junior from school and also my sister's boyfriend. We're very close. He knows I like to humiliate my girlfriend, so sometimes he'll deliberately give me a "surprise."
Ah Biao's maniacal laughter came from the other end of the phone. I really had to give him a good scolding...
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