"You're mine! You're my wife. You're f*****g MINE" my husband roared furiously while he was pushing me towards the wall.

I lowered my hand to protect my belly, he didn't know that I'm pregnant yet.

"I will never leave you, I will never let you go. I'm drowning without you" he whispered desperately this time, leaning his forehead on mine.

My eyes were cloudy, I lifted my other hand and caressed his cheek. I know that he needs me, I know he wants me, but not as a wife. He just needs my body, it always about my body and s*x, and it will always be just about them.

He needs me to be his submissive. His s*x slave.