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Women Only
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Lesbian Female / 30
Impregnated I Am No Longer Living My Chosen Lifestyle
I am a thirty year old lesbian with a one year old child. I got my child out of an inappropriate situation with my boss at work. He refused to accept my lifestyle 'choice' and decided to impregnate me. At the time I was totally unable to refuse him. He had this 'power' over me and insisted that I get pregnant. It wasn't the 'sex', that went fine if you call allowing yourself to be impregnated fine. It's the aftermath.
He still insists on 'having' me. He tells me it invigorates him to fuck me. That I can't imagine what it is for a man to have 'me' in his arms while he is fucking me. I can't imagine, I can only speak to what it's like being in his arms while he is fucking me. At least he doesn't insist on weird sex, it's always missionary after warming me up with his hand and kissing. Believe me, he tests my vagina for lubrication before fucking me.
The worst part of being his is that he insists on kissing me on the mouth. I can take just about anything else, by now he owns it all so I don't care that he likes to see me naked. It's kissing me where I feel like he is forcing me into giving in. Believe me, he kisses me until I just give up. Fuck me, I don't care. He fucks me anyway.
I don't work because he believes that the baby needs his mother full time. I don't disagree, I need my baby full time. I don't like having to leave him with a sitter, but sometimes I have to. I joined his church with him so that I can use the mother's day out program. I want to have another baby, I just want to. I'm waiting a few more months so that I'm not burdened with two babies in diapers. I know I won't work and that I will be able to devote myself to raising my children. I think that is important, so many babies in the hands of strangers.
All this means, getting back to the aftermath, is that I have to 'accept' my situation and be one with my 'man'. He loves that I have to say that. I call him my husband with the other women at church. I no longer have much if anything to do with my pre pregnant friends group. My new friends group are women from church with small children. I'm 'one' of then now. They don't know about my 'chosen' lifestyle before I was taken from it.
I hope he realizes that after keeping me tied down to him, living with him, supporting me and having me have children with him, he is my common law husband in my state. I was told by a woman friend who is a lawyer to hold myself out as married, call him my husband and refer to myself as his wife. Then he is married, whether he likes it or not. Believe me, I call myself his wife and he my husband with the other women at church.
He still insists on 'having' me. He tells me it invigorates him to fuck me. That I can't imagine what it is for a man to have 'me' in his arms while he is fucking me. I can't imagine, I can only speak to what it's like being in his arms while he is fucking me. At least he doesn't insist on weird sex, it's always missionary after warming me up with his hand and kissing. Believe me, he tests my vagina for lubrication before fucking me.
The worst part of being his is that he insists on kissing me on the mouth. I can take just about anything else, by now he owns it all so I don't care that he likes to see me naked. It's kissing me where I feel like he is forcing me into giving in. Believe me, he kisses me until I just give up. Fuck me, I don't care. He fucks me anyway.
I don't work because he believes that the baby needs his mother full time. I don't disagree, I need my baby full time. I don't like having to leave him with a sitter, but sometimes I have to. I joined his church with him so that I can use the mother's day out program. I want to have another baby, I just want to. I'm waiting a few more months so that I'm not burdened with two babies in diapers. I know I won't work and that I will be able to devote myself to raising my children. I think that is important, so many babies in the hands of strangers.
All this means, getting back to the aftermath, is that I have to 'accept' my situation and be one with my 'man'. He loves that I have to say that. I call him my husband with the other women at church. I no longer have much if anything to do with my pre pregnant friends group. My new friends group are women from church with small children. I'm 'one' of then now. They don't know about my 'chosen' lifestyle before I was taken from it.
I hope he realizes that after keeping me tied down to him, living with him, supporting me and having me have children with him, he is my common law husband in my state. I was told by a woman friend who is a lawyer to hold myself out as married, call him my husband and refer to myself as his wife. Then he is married, whether he likes it or not. Believe me, I call myself his wife and he my husband with the other women at church.
