An Eastern European Woman Chosen By Chance

I got married out of necessity. It was the only way to escape from my country. I have a degree but there is no employment. I joined an agency that arranged marriages with foreigners. I met him twice, once with three other candidates, I was sure I would lose. And again on a one and one interview. I speak English because I studied English in college. He never asked me any ugly questions, his interest was a woman to bear children. His wife had died many years before, before she was able to bear children and now he wanted a wife for that purpose.

In the agency if you get picked you have to get married. If not your banned from the agency and your name is banned from any other agency. He chose me and we were married on a Friday, I got my exit visa on a Monday and on Tuesday I landed in Frankfurt.

He was nice to me but demanded I get pregnant. I was 21 and got pregnant easily, he demanded more children and I had four children in six years. I live in a large city, in a very nice neighborhood, the American dream neighborhood. I have my US citizenship now and I teach English to immigrants through a Church charity. We don't charge for the lessons.

When you see me you will easily be able to tell my heritage, if you know about Eastern European women. I go by my US name, as my real name identifies me as an immigrant. I've been called a trophy wife, but I try to be a real wife to my husband. He is much older now and retired and I'm barely in my forties. I never found a physical attraction to him, but I do love him. He loves me too, you learn to love, believe me. I am one of many, many, wives bought through agencies, in India, Latin America and Eastern Europe. My best friend is an Indian wife bought for middle aged man who had never married. Like me she was bought for children, our wombs not our breasts was their interest.

I am happy to be an American, I have my family that I continue to be close to, it is much easier to travel there now with an American passport. I am lucky, I know personally girls who were sold to be prostitutes in Istanbul and Dubai, Amsterdam and Berlin. I was sold to be a mother in America. I think about that a lot when I sit down to dinner with my husband and deal with my teenage and college age children. God looked down at me and said, you are chosen, go forth and multiply. I hope God looks down on me and sees that I have done his bidding.

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Anonymous

by Anonymous on Mar 31, 2023 at 7:27 AM

Do think that if there is a good, that he actually cares? It's pretty clear that there is no god out there answering prayers as he had nothing else to do.

You got bought because you're good looking and your husband had the money. A transaction.

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Anonymous

by Anonymous on Apr 1, 2023 at 6:17 AM

Do you have nice big ol' Titties ?

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Anonymous

by Anonymous on Apr 5, 2023 at 4:15 AM

often these days, I am thoroughly ashamed and disgusted by my own gender, and the rampant misogyny so rife within it! I do my own little effort to counter it, by being a giving, generous addict of extreme fem-dom relationships...my turn to be exploited shamelessly...

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