Part 7
With James sat on our sofa looking like a wimpering puppy I outlined how life was going to be from now on. At first I was nervous, but as soon as I started talking all my thought and feelings tumbled out. I let him know how pathetic I thought he was and my respect for him had disappeared literally overnight. I no longer had any desire for him and knowing he could never fulfill my needs would only make me resent him more. The more I spoke the angrier at him I became letting him know that from now on his role in our relationship was to serve my needs, but I let him know in no uncertain terms that I never want to see his pathetic penis again. If he needs to degrade himself then he is not to do it in the house away from our growing family. The look in his eyes as I finish my tirade is a mix of pain, betrayal and acceptance. As I leave the room I remind him that the spare room has a spare mattress to sleep on. I make my way to bed to finally sleep feeling exhilarated and free.
It has been almost 8 months since that day and life is both very different and also feels quite normal. It wasn’t long before I confirmed that I was pregnant and I was even more pleased when I found out I was having a daughter. James bought everything I needed for my baby, but I didn’t allow him to come to any doctors appointments or scans. To the outside world I appear as a single soon to be mum and In my mind I am. At home life goes on as always the only noticeable differences being that James is no longer allowed in my bedroom only myself and the occasional guest that James goes out to meet for me and bring home. Just because my husband is no longer allowed to fuck me doesn’t mean I don’t have needs and my hormones being out of control can make me very needy. James on the other hand had taken to sneaking out at night after finishing the housework and whores himself out to random men in the rough part of town. As long as my needs are met I couldn’t care less about who does what to him.
I had a boyfriend called Kyle who was a bobyduilder that I met at the gym for some time, he was younger and constantly horny. He fucked me all over the house at any time regardless of James’ whereabouts at the time. The guy was aware of our situation and it got him off whenever James walked in on us fucking. In those situations he would make him stand there and watch as his wife was fucked hard. Eventually I became bored of Kyle and broke it off. After him I decided against having any more boyfriends, but had more than a few one night stands.
In the last few weeks I’ve been thinking more and more about my daughter’s and my own future and had concluded that someone like James just wasn’t something that I needed in my life. My decision was made when out of the blue I received an email from the leader of the gang who only now did I learn was called Frank. He lets me know in the email that he had been thinking of me and to remind me of what I was missing. Along with the message were two images. One a close-up of his cock and the other was a group shot with the rest of the group with what looked like someone else who must have offended them somehow. The image showed them standing around their cum stained victim who was on the floor in tears. She obviously didn’t appreciate them as I did. We had been exchanging emails for about a week, I had told him all about his daughter, my husband’s situation and how much I ached to be with him along with several pictures for his and the group’s pleasure.
Frank told me where I could find them and convinced me to join them permanently. I agreed and made plans to leave James for good. I withdrew everything from the bank accounts and cancelled the credit cards. Whilst he was out I wrote a goodbye note telling him to leave the house before I came back and out of the goodness of my heart left him a small amount of cash to get him on his feet.
I left home before he got back and made my way to the address given which turned out to be an old deserted house on the outskirts of town. Knocking on the door and hearing no response I sighed and starting to realise that I had made a mistake I prepared to leave. All of a sudden the door opens and I recognise the man standing in the doorway, not Frank, but another man from that night. He looks me up and down and licking his lips moves to the side and waves me inside.
End of Part 7
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