EVERY WOMAN CANNOT BE PRETTY

A tear fell on the blood stained bedcover as Sarah Liam folded it neatly and packed it in her small suitcase. The blood of her hymen broken two years ago on her marriage night had faded on the bedcover, but the memories of that night of immense pain and passion remained fresh in her mind even today when she realized that her marriage with her boss and longtime college crush, the handsome Robert Hudson, was a joke.

She had smilingly relented to every kind of sexual kink her husband had demanded over the past two years of her marriage. From his nearly biting off her nipples and lips leaving blood oozing from them, followed by hard banging into her vagina tearing her hymen with utmost force without any tenderness or foreplay leaving her whimpering and limping, to erotic spankings, BDSM, handcuffing her, using spreader bars, neck restraints, ropes, straps, leash, whips, blindfolds, oral sex, anal sex… the man was insatiable. Though on some days she did enjoy when he demanded that she go doggie style making her spread out while he entered her between her legs while fingering her ass, or he opted to make her lie on her back with legs up while he got on his knees, rubbed on her clit before  pushing in really hard, or he made her pull in her knees in fetal position while he grabbed her hips and pushed his cock deep into her, these passionate love making sessions were far in between. Their nights were mostly filled with newer kinks which Robert experimented with regularly.

Though Sarah never complained even though Robert left her excruciating physical agony often, today he had crossed the line. He had demanded that she sleep with a client to seal a deal. She had begged and pleaded saying she is not a whore but a wife who should be respected. She had reasoned that they had several highly paying and loyal clients who were paying them handsomely and one deal less would not hurt the company, but he had thrown divorce papers at her, saying either she agrees to his demand or walks out.

Worse, his mother had also joined Robert in making the most foul demand. “You are ugly and almost a man with hair sprouting from your upper lip, chin and chest. You need to wax and shave. You are infertile and useless. Cannot bear an heir to our family. What are you so proud of ? You are immensely lucky that my son married you after you somehow seduced or charmed the old grandpa. If he is asking you to sleep with a client for one night, what will you lose?”, she had spat at her.

“Can you even fathom what I go through every night looking at your hideous face and flabby body? I feel like vomiting. Had it not been for grandpa’s condition that he would not make me CEO unless I married you, I would have kept you at a mile’s distance”, Robert had pitched in.

Left with no choice and feeling that every ounce of her dignity was being shredded as the mother –son duo elaborated on all her physical defects with exaggeration in front of the maids, Sarah signed the divorce document.

“Be gone from this house before I return”, Robert had lashed out before storming out of the Hudson mansion in a huff.

“So finally it will be good riddance to the fat pet bear of the house”, her sister –in-law, Larissa had sneered polishing her nails, “ Though now I think we have to add two more maids to the household as our tub of lard with ox-like strength due to being a half man or eunuch, will be gone.”

“ But where will I go mom? Dad ? ”, she had asked expecting some pity from her in-laws. Robert’s grandpa who was instrumental in getting them married had gone abroad to visit his daughter, and so she was left without her shield and savior.

“ You should have thought this before signing the divorce papers. You should have agreed to Robert’s demand”, Robert’s dad, Cornelius said sighing.

“The contract has been left in limbo as I refused to sleep with the client. I am anyways a half man as you all keep saying everyday. Maybe the client would be happier if Larissa or mom go to have sex with him?”, Sarah had shot back amid shedding bucketful of tears in helplessness, insult and emotional despair.

Slap. Her mother-in-law hit her so hard that her nose started bleeding and her head hit the floor lamp making her forehead swell up instantly. “Leave before I further disfigure your ugly face you wretched woman”, her mother-in law shoved her away.

Sarah Liam had PCOS, short for Polycystic Ovaries Syndrome, a hormonal disorder which led to her being obese, acne prone and with more than normal hair on her face and chest. To make matters worse for the immensely talented and creative copywriter, she was short in height and had a prominent mole on her chin.  In brief, she was not what most people would label as “ pretty”.