A Debt Paid in Flesh :

A Debt Paid in Flesh


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The person was approved by my husband. My husband offered me as interest payment for his debt. I thought he was just a friend of my husband and prepared dinner to entertain him. After a certain amount of alcohol, his attitude changed, and he started yelling at my husband, then pulled me close and started touching me over my clothes.

I was so focused on resisting that I couldn't understand the conversation. The words that remained in my ears were my husband's: 'Please, go ahead.' What? When I looked at my husband's face, I was pushed down and stripped naked in front of him. I resisted, but it was futile. He forcibly entered me even though I wasn't wet yet.

As he thrust into me, my will to resist faded, and I started to feel it. My husband tried to leave the room, but he was ordered to stay and watch until I climaxed. Unlike my husband, his size and technique were incredible, and I came several times in a short period, even squirting at the end. I lost consciousness. When I came to, the man had left, and my husband was inside me, thrusting.

His size and monotonous thrusting didn't make me feel anything. A few days later, when my husband went to work and I was getting ready to go to my part-time job, the man came in through the front door, pulled down my sweatpants, and forcibly entered me again. While he was violating me, he told me to quit my part-time job and work at his company.

By that time, I was already feeling it and started moving my hips. When I didn't respond, he stopped thrusting and held my hips down, not allowing me to climax. Desperately, I said I would quit. After making me come once, he made me change without underwear and took me to my part-time job to quit.

He took me to his company, measured me for a uniform, and made me start working that day. I kept the job change a secret from my husband. Once a month, the man comes over when my husband is home and says it's part of the interest, then takes me in front of my husband. The second time he took me in front of my husband, my husband was forbidden to touch me and watched as I was fitted with a chastity belt.

The next day, the man gave me the key, so when I come home at night, I put on the chastity belt myself to prevent my husband from entering me. I don't perform oral sex either. I only let him touch my breasts. I receive my salary properly.



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