"Strip".
His voice send chills down my spine and shocked me to my core. Strip. Does he really told me to Strip like a prostitute.
" Don't make me say again, pigeon" He said while nuzzling into the column of my neck. My eyes teared up, he is serious. I am not dreaming.
My breath hitched as his hand traveled to my cleavage and a yelp escape from my mouth as he yanked my hair and twisted them in his hold.
"I see, you want me to do work, fine by me" He snarled and suddenly I felt a burning sensation on my arm and I got up from his lap.
I rubbed my arm where he burnt me with his cigarette and looked at him with teary eyes. Before I could say anything, he pulled me again.
And this time I met with his hard chest, dread settled inside me, "pigeon, let me see the body that you show others" He said and tear down my dress in one go.
I felt sharp slices cutting my arms and drawing out blood, he cut me with a knife. A sob wreck through my chest at the intense pain "Abram--" I let out shaky whisper of his name in pain.
"I must say you really, are full at places where woman are most desirable" He said and I didn't even realize that he had managed to uncloth me, I was half naked.
I covered my bra claded chest with my hands, try to save little bit of dignity left "why hide, wife I am your husband, don't you dare to hide it from me" He said and forcefully removed my hands from my chest.
In a swift moment he cut my bra straps, along with drawing out blood from his knife. It hurts it hurts a lot.
The front of my bra fell off and I saw his eyes darkened at the sight of my exposed breast.
"Abram, please" I say and tried to cover my breast again but before I could put my hand on them, he removes them with a jerk and pushed me on the bed.
My breast bounced back and forth and in a swift moment, he tore away my panty and now I was fully naked and vulnerable in front of him.
It was nothing sort of erotic but painful, the deep cuts he gave are hurting me.
He gazed me with his sinful gaze, is he really going to rape me? That night he was drunk so I had some power, but how will I stop him now.
"Abram please, don't do this, you don't want to do this" I begged slid upwards, but he held my legs and turns me around, on my belly.
My heart thudded with tredipidation, tears streamed down from my eyes. No, I can't get raped, I will loose myself, I will die if I get raped by my own husband.
"What a nice ass you have, wife. Tell me how many men has touched these smooth globes" He say, and I feel disgust at his words.
I can't even recognize his voice anymore.
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