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Lesbian Stories
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Lesbian Female / 31
Given Away In Marriage Dealing With My Natural Instincts
When my sister and I were 19 and 20 our country had no future. Our father arranged for my sister to marry a French doctor with Doctors Without Borders and move to France. She had a child before she had been married one year. He arranged for me to marry a Canadian lawyer with a Human Rights NGO. I moved to Toronto. But my marriage did not end up like my sister.
I could not stand being touched, much less engage in any sexual activity. I did my role, with the house and attending to his needs. But not sex. Five years later when I had my citizenship he agreed to separate. Living in an apartment and working at a bank I met a girl I will call Lucille. Lucille showed me that my sexual desires were along the lines of sex with Lucille instead of my husband.
It turned out I was lesbian, which explained a lot about my feelings growing up. Then my father was killed in a carjacking. My mother died four months later from a kidney infection. My sister, and her two children, agreed to come to Toronto. I could not let her see that I was separated or that I had these feelings. I asked my husband to help me by living together at his house during their visit. He demanded I submit to him, let myself get pregnant. Surprise my sister with my pregnancy.
In one year I became a citizen, lost my parents, reunited with my sister and met my nephews, and submitted to my husband. Pregnant with child I could not move out again and had to accept the fate my father had chosen for me.
I have those feelings, Lucille is my 'best' friend, I have two children now, my husband has his 'home, wife and children'. My role is not difficult, we were raised to be wives and mothers. My sister's instincts are to give herself to her husband. My instincts are to stay apart.
I could not stand being touched, much less engage in any sexual activity. I did my role, with the house and attending to his needs. But not sex. Five years later when I had my citizenship he agreed to separate. Living in an apartment and working at a bank I met a girl I will call Lucille. Lucille showed me that my sexual desires were along the lines of sex with Lucille instead of my husband.
It turned out I was lesbian, which explained a lot about my feelings growing up. Then my father was killed in a carjacking. My mother died four months later from a kidney infection. My sister, and her two children, agreed to come to Toronto. I could not let her see that I was separated or that I had these feelings. I asked my husband to help me by living together at his house during their visit. He demanded I submit to him, let myself get pregnant. Surprise my sister with my pregnancy.
In one year I became a citizen, lost my parents, reunited with my sister and met my nephews, and submitted to my husband. Pregnant with child I could not move out again and had to accept the fate my father had chosen for me.
I have those feelings, Lucille is my 'best' friend, I have two children now, my husband has his 'home, wife and children'. My role is not difficult, we were raised to be wives and mothers. My sister's instincts are to give herself to her husband. My instincts are to stay apart.
