Because of debt, cracks began to form in my happy married life. To put it negatively, I became a scapegoat; to put it positively, it turned into a form of kinky play. From that day on, I started having sex daily with an overly lustful debt collector. Whether gagging on his cock or being forcefully penetrated, my body had grown accustomed to feeling pleasure from any kind of torment. I'm certain I've been completely trained now...