I Had Disgusting Sex With My Husband…
I’ve never felt like this before
Today I need to talk about a story that chilled my soul. A story about how sex within marriage can transform into an act of violence disguised as conjugal rights. About how a man can go from husband to rapist in the space of a minute, destroying years of trust.
Nightmares don’t always come dressed as monsters.
Sometimes they come in pajamas, lying next to us.
This woman was exhausted.
The kind of tiredness that seeps into your bones after a hellish day at work and caring for three kids. She told her husband clearly: “I’m not in the mood to fuck today.” Simple as that. Direct. No room for doubt.
Later, her legs were aching.
She asked for a massage — an act of intimacy that should be safe between husband and wife. She fell asleep during his touch, completely trusting the man beside her.
What happened next destroys the soul just to tell.
She woke up to him pulling her panties down. Her body still heavy with sleep, she protested. Said no.
Groaned in displeasure.
Explicitly said she didn’t want to fuck. Not even when he tried to go down on her — an act that at other times would…
