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My Wife's Debt Repayment Plan

Copyright© 2026 by Desert Nights

Chapter 9

BDSM Sex Story: Chapter 9 - James and his wife, Yun, face financial ruin. So Yun agrees to become an escort for a wealthy Japanese VIP in exchange for enough money to pay off their debts. But things spiral out of control when the couple arrive in Japan and are forced to discover the depths of excess they must submit to. While Yun has to accept any sexual demands made by her sponsor, and even volunteer to be used by others, James discovers that he has a dark and depraved side he was not aware of before arriving in Japan.

Caution: This BDSM Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Coercion   Consensual   NonConsensual   Rape   Heterosexual   Fiction   Cuckold   Sharing   Slut Wife   Wife Watching   BDSM   DomSub   MaleDom   Humiliation   Rough   Gang Bang   Group Sex   Oriental Male   Oriental Female   Cream Pie   Facial   Oral Sex   Public Sex   Nudism  

Herman threw away his cup and went into the toilet. Spencer, still trying to come to terms with the news that his wife would be sleeping with multiple men, stumbled back to his seat. I looked towards the toilet and, even though I didn’t need it, decided to go in. Why? Because Herman went into one. Maybe he needed to pee, or shit, but he seemed like a man who would not do things without a reason.

The bathroom looked like any other airplane bathroom. However, when I locked the door, the mirror flashed and there was an animation of a short bar getting longer, like it was loading some information. Then, like the infotainment menu in front of my seat, my profile came up along with the number of gold coins I currently had.

James: Wow...

Instructions started appearing, text flashed past line by line and I devoured it all. The sick games the rich and powerful played were on a different level. There would be two games going on concurrently. One would be the one Yun and other women needed to go through - the one that we all knew about, the one that would pay off our debt. The other was only privy to the men. The moment the women were aware of a secondary game, it would immediately cease, limiting the amount of gold coins I could earn. Tasks would be given and I would always be given a choice whether or not to complete them, or in what manner I wanted to complete them. Should I choose to play, I would increase the number of coins I had. If I choose not to, I could always sit it out. Then came the critical part. Each gold coin was in fact a literal gold coin, 10 grams in weight, which according to current gold prices was about 1,000 dollars each. They could be encashed for money at the end of the two weeks.

James: Holy fuck...

My bank account details, my PayNow details, all the crediting information flashed on the screen. They had practically dug out everything about me. I was given a ‘Y/N’ at the confirmation screen for my details. I clicked the ‘Y’ on the mirror. Of course, I wanted to play the game. Which man wouldn’t? Upon confirmation of my details, I saw a plus one added to my gold coins, taking my total to three. Almost immediately, I saw the next task given to me.

‘Upon reaching hotel with your wife, initiate sex. (2 gold coins)’ ‘Do you wish to play?’ ‘Y / N’

This was crazy. Yun would never agree to have sex. She was already so stressed out by the whole situation, and if I tried to have sex with her, she would surely throw a fit and say how insensitive I was. Which husband in their right mind would initiate sex in this situation? I read the challenge again and suddenly realised that the keyword was ‘initiate’. It didn’t say it must happen. The task was for about 2,000 dollars, and what was the worst that could happen? My wife getting angry with me? I accepted the challenge and thought that was the end, but another one came out immediately. This one was for Simin.

‘Make Simin pee on her seat (3 gold coins)’ ‘Y / N’

James: What the fuck...? How am I going to make her pee on her seat?

I scratched my head and the Singaporean in me decided to take over the thinking. Just accept it first. There were no penalties for failing the challenge anyway, so why not just try? If I needed to massage her stomach and bladder, then so be it. The moment I accepted the challenge, I saw a menu of items that I could buy to aid my challenge.

‘500 ml wash bottle - 1 gold coin’ ‘1 litre wash bottle - 2 gold coins’ ‘2 litre wash bottle - 3 gold coins’

I was wondering what the hell a wash bottle was when I recalled my days back in the science lab. It was those plastic bottles with a spout that you could squeeze to wash the equipment with. Two litres would definitely do the trick. But what was the point of spending three coins when I was only going to be rewarded with three? I looked around the toilet and opened all the compartments I could. I found some sanitary pads and sanitary bags. Then an idea struck me. I took a sanitary bag and filled it with water. That bag had got to be able to fit at least 200 millilitres. I filled four of them and tied them up like I was packing the soup version of fishball noodles. Then I selected the option for the 500-millilitre bottle and spent one gold coin. This must be what Herman meant when he said the more coins you had, the more of an advantage you would have.

 
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