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A Loving Wife
by Fanta C


The cold cement floor was rough against my back.
I don't know how long I'd been there,
but I could feel the juices flowing out of me.
So many men.
Even now, sloppy and sore,
they still rut on my body.
There are more to come.
So far there have only been about ten,
yet I know there are more.
I can hear them.
Laughing.
Teasing.
Jeering.
My humiliation continues long into the night.
Finally they are gone and I begin to fall asleep.
But the door opens again.
There you are, staring at my naked, abused body.
You lay down next to me.
You pull me into your embrace, whispering softly,
"Thank you. I love you, wife."

 

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