Husbands Forced Bi Novels & Stories

"I feel that we have done a great mistake against our daughter, I did not tell her that she is not forced to marry because I did not really believe that we became the womb of the Andrew family and also a great honor for me to have Kristen Andrew my daughter-in-law, we did not even ask her if there is someone she loves or wants to marry him " "But didn't she say she agreed?" “We put her under a fait accompli, so she would only say yes.” In the evening "Shall we go out to dinner?" "No" "Why? I died of starvation." "I didn't say we wouldn't eat, but I said we wouldn't go out to eat." I sighed in desperation: "But I'm really bored from here, all day looking at the walls and when I got out I coul

“Ethan, please!....” I begged, trying to pull away from him, but his grip around my waist tightened, and he ripped my bra off, his rough hands squeezing my breasts harshly. I whimpered, more tears falling down my face, but he didn’t care. He believed he could get whatever he wanted from anyone…. including forcing himself on his wife. “Shut up and take it…you’re my wife,” he spun me around to face the wall, his hips pressed against me, grinding his erection…

She yelled back at him and Rufus held his head, he was feeling headache already. "It seems like the devil sent you here to frustrate me, just let me be Bella!" "Of course not, you must join me on the bed!" She protested stubbornly. She made to drag him from the couch but Rufus slapped her hands off immediately. "Have you gone nuts? I said you should never touch or lay your hands on me, are you deaf?" He yelled, staring at her irritatedly. "Really, why are you my husband?" "I am not your husband, we got married in an illegal manner because marriage by force and threats is illegal! You know what? I have had enough, you can have the whole room to yourself or better still, you can swallow it."

"No one touches my wife, or even lays a finger on her. Yet you had the guts to claim she was your wife?" I glared at him, my rage and hurt still simmering. "That's for touching my wife," I spat, before turning to leave. "Never contact me again," I threw over my shoulder, not bothering to look back. I knew I'd made my point. I strode out of there, leaving the twins and their treachery behind me. The memory of their betrayal still burned, but I knew I'd made a stand. My wife was mine, and mine alone. I could never condone another man touching her or even laying a finger on her which he did. If I had my way, I would kill him and bring his head on a plate to her as his punishment.

Your presence would mean the world to us, and we look forward to creating new memories together. With heartfelt thanks and warmest regards, The Sinclair Family Tears welled in Hyacinth’s eyes as she reached for the old black-and-white photos, some of them faded with time. Her mother, Georgina Af Forselles, was always at the center, surrounded by powerful figures. She had been a force to be reckoned with—a woman of immense strength and intelligence. Yet, her life had taken a tragic turn when she married Samuel Dawson. I couldn’t help but wonder how such a powerful woman had ended up trapped in a toxic marriage.

Natasha beamed upon seeing me “i didn’t expect to see you here either, but i guess this imbecile forced you to come with him” i said as my eyes landed on Gerald “kai, don’t disrespect my husband” Natasha said, trying to hush me Husband? This lowlife would never have dreamt of coming close to my sister, but now they’re married, all because father forced her to get married to him because of some stupid family alliance, and Natasha agreed to it just to please the selfish old man who doesn’t deserve to be called her father.

“I never knew sex was part of my obligation. I wouldn’t have signed it. The Fanny’s are not being fair…” She interjected, almost raising her voice, “Can you listen to yourself ? Why are you being naïve? Brian is your husband…” I corrected and added, “My contract husband. The Fanny’s want to punish me. They know their son is violently mad and the impossibility of getting pregnant. They are making excuses for me to pay back their half a million,” I nagged and wiped those warm tears trickling down my cheeks.

I switched positions with Katarina, picking up the pink vial and blending the long black locks into her silky strands, trying to make the best of it even though my mind was lost after her statement. I was ignored like everyone else, forced to marry like everyone else, obedient like everyone else, faithful like everyone else, however, I was raped in terrible ways, beaten as if my flesh needed tenderizing, and branded like cattle on breeding farms. Used to close deals, every man who agreed to do business with my husband is on my list, not only because they are sons of bitches, but also because they present a danger, Sartori should have taught his son better, at least to hide his business from