Husbands Forced Bi Novels & Stories

"Oh yes, you certainly will. What kind of husband will I be if I don't give you something to think about until I return? hmm?" Goosebumps covered my skin, my stomach tightened with disgust. I tried to force myself from his grasp. I didn't get far when I felt a harsh tug on my hair, making me scream in pain aloud. "Let go! You sick bastard! " He merely chuckled as he forced me back to his much bigger and muscular frame. "You've got a dirty mouth wife, we will make the right use of it! " *

Irene asked, who seemed to start pushing Edric's body so that the man stepped back a little. "No, sorry. I can't let you go," "I hate being forced," Irene said with reddened eyes. "And this is the only thing that I can do for you to stay here," "Bastard! You bastard," Irene snapped, cursing. "I will keep coming to this place, but you don't need to force me. Don't force me anymore because that will make me hate you even more because of your never-changing nature, You Bastard!" Irene was really so emotional, she even screamed when she spoke.

What an overbearing husband. "Heh..." The male reporter laughed. "Benjamin, are you saying that your wife is not wrong? Benjamin, everyone in Cindale knows you're very rich, but you can't use your power to bully people like this. Miss Huckleby's hands are ruined. According to the news from the hospital, her hands have comminuted fractures, which are difficult to heal, and she may be disabled for life."

His hands grabbed my breasts, pinching my nipples and pulling them out like he was milking me. His cock started to go in and out, making me fight hard to keep myself from making a noise. I did not feel bad. Not once. I wasn't married in my mind, only on paper. And that too because Nikon had forced me. He had also told me that I wasn't his wife and should not expect anything from him as a husband. At least the other duties of a husband should not be in my mind. He had also mentioned keeping his fiancée in his life. So I did not have to act a certain way and give him the satisfaction that just because he had forced me, now he could keep me and I would be loyal to him. Such behavior should not

I had seen the hurt in her eyes, but I had ignored it anyway. The call with my grandfather that night had shifted something inside me. His voice still rang in my head as I thrusted myself deep inside her. His repeated warnings on how I wasn’t allowed to love her. Not allowed to love my wife! It's insane that this whole contract and marriage thing was his idea and now, I wasn't allowed to love her. She did not deserve any of this. The moment she signed that contract and agreed to that marriage, she stepped into a dangerous world that followed me everywhere. Now her brother had paid the price for it.

With all the uncertainness around his marriage, one thing he was certain of was that he would be a fool to let his wife go. “You can’t force her,” Sir Luke pointed out. He could not believe it as he uttered the warning. Many women he knew, including his own sister, dreamed to be the next queen, he never thought in a million years that he would utter those words to his friend. The prince laughed at the idea of ever forcing his wife. Marital rape was unacceptable crime punishable by death in both tribes of the Jolly island.

"Papaaa.....take me out of here..... please papa takes your Biya from here..... this man is very bad. Papa, he forcefully did nikkah with me at gunpoint. I can't live here. Papa....papa, your Biya will die..... she can't bear it. I'm suffocating here. He is very cruel, papa....very very cruel." Biya seemed exhausted because of constantly crying and letting her tears flow. She felt out of energy and drained.

My husband. I grinned at the thought of his familiar frown that started leveling out; my heart swelled at the memory of the smile that reached Kieran’s eyes when he talked to me about his brother and all the puckish things they did, how their father punished them for their mischief, but never too strictly. Or how he got sad when he remembered his mother and how she was so cruelly taken away from him by an invincible enemy - an enemy they stood no chance of fighting against. With each passing moment, I felt closer to the man I was married to, and the picture of us growing old together was becoming clearer by the second. It was possible.

"Next time, don't do whatever you want. This is my house, not yours. One more thing, don't ever touch any food. Buy it with your own money. I married you because I had to, not based on love!" Savira wanted to vomit all the food that was already in her stomach. But it can't. "I am indeed your husband but I will not provide a living both physically and mentally!" Dion walked away, leaving Savira alone. The corner of Savira's heart was throbbing painfully. The woman did know that the marriage took place under compulsion. However, the words that came out of Dion's mouth were still very painful, especially those spoken by a man with the title of husband.

“Moon Goddess! Thank you for this day!” Some elder women in the crowd gathered together. They were the widows whose fates were to be mated with another creature, and so their offspring were considered hybrid and least among the least of the kingdom’s subjects. Some of their husbands were sent to be forced workers in the mining industry, while the others were sent to farming in the farthest regions. Some of them agreed to be servants until tragedy at work came and made them lose their lives, but some who could not endure escaped and did not return to their wives.