It's Time For Him To Make Me His Mrs.

So I keep asking myself 'what is consensual'? He pushed me into it, he ripped my panties right off me because I was wasting time, he plunged into me, and didn't get off until he had lost his load in me. I spent weeks worried about bring pregnant, in the end I had a miscarriage. He likes slapping my ass, grabbing me by the tits, laying a kiss upon me at the table. I get the week 'off' so what am I complaining about?

My world revolves around him, I'm a mere electron revolving around him, can't escape on my own, and am scared another electron will try to displace me. I wake up to the sound of him breathing in my ear, the shower running while I make breakfast, getting ready while he complains about clients.

I asked to be a stay at home mom, 'why stay home? just be a mom and use daycare'. I want to stay home now that I'm pregnant. I want to get married. I want a house of my own, and I don't think him commuting is such a big deal. It's what every husband I know is doing. I have no choice, I have to be 'the woman'. It's not enough, I want to be a Mrs.