“My Husband Loves Wild Sx” Woman Reveals

I never knew this side of him when we were dating because I refused to have sx outside marriage.

I married as a virgin. On our wedding night I regretted getting married as a virgin. I got to know what BDSM was for the first time. My husband handcuffed me to the bed and flogged the living daylight out of me

I couldn’t report to my parents because they are pastors and always preached submission and forgiveness, no sin was too big to be forgiven

I couldn’t tell my friends either, I painted my husband as the best and perfect man on earth because he agreed to wait till our wedding night to have sex, and I always judged all my friends for having sex with their partners

The BDSM was not the only problem. My husband was a serial cheat, he sleeps with everything on skirt. Almost all our neighbors fought him because of their house helps

The wives were a different matter entirely, they even stopped talking to me as if I was the one that sent him to sleep with their loose maids

Even the maids laughed at me whenever I walked past them and some openly disrespected my husband. I hated my life and the first and only time I ran away from home, my mother slapped me while my father personally drove me back to my husband’s house

The next Sunday, my husband bought a big Generator and projector and donated to my fathers’ church. Everything changed when I met Doctor Ola. He treated the bruises and cuts my husband inflicted on me during our regular fights

From being my doctor, he became my best friend and then our friendship evolved. I started fighting with my husband just so he’ll beat me and I’ll have to visit Doc Ola to treat my body and heart.

One night, he came home drunk as usual, after eating the food I served him, he grabbed me and in seconds, he was ontop of me.

Thankfully he didn’t handcuff me today.

Suddenly, I watched in surprise as his facial expression changed from pleasure to confusion, and then pain

He got down from me immediately and held his chest

“What is it?” I asked.

He winced and gasped for air as he tried to talk.

“Are you okay, you’re scaring me.” I asked again.

“I, I, I can’t breathe.” He stuttered.

“Are you joking?” I asked him as he tried to stand up from the bed naked, he fell down again. “Help me, call someone, I can’t breathe.” My husband grabbed my hand.

“Stop lying or is this your strategy? If you’re tired just say so instead of pretending because if it’s those small girls you will have strength. Better come up because I’m horny and you must satisfy me.”

I rolled over and immediately got on top of him, straddling him and shoving his hardness inside me. The look of horror and shock as I pushed him inside me almost made me laugh.

“Arreee…aaaa…are you ma.d?” He tried to push me off but his hands were as weak as a baby’s.

I ignored and started riding him aggressively.

“Stooooopp, pleassseee, this is serious for f.uc.ks sakes, ggget the ee fu.c.k down.” He tried to fight me off him. I continued riding him and moaning loudly. For a man who was complaining that he doesn’t want, his hardness painted a different picture.

He was sweating so much despite the AC working at full capacity. Tears were beginning to drop from his eyes. Suddenly, he bit his lips so hard, widened his eyes, brought his hands to my neck and just stopped moving.

A few seconds passed then I touched him, put my ears on his chest, nothing. I got down, ran to the toilet, got dressed and then I screamed. At the hospital, after the gateman helped me carry him to the car, the doctor reported he died of cardiac arrest.

I screamed and rolled on the ground and let my parents and his, console me. Doctor Ola offered to give me a pill to make me sleep, and my parents and in-laws supported. Inside a private room, Doctor Ola held and squeezed my hands gently then whispered.

“Where are the rest or did you use all?”

“No, baby, I flushed the remaining ones after. It was even was more powerful than you described.”

I quickly kissed him, then laid down and pretended to sleep while my parents fussed all over me praying and my in-laws made plans for the burial.