I dated my husband for one year before we got married. While we were dating I noticed how dominant he was by just the things he said. If I said something that he didn't like he would say "Don't get cheeky with me." But there was this one occasion when my husband was so bossy that it made me quiver.
We were having an argument and I got really cheeky. While we were arguing the phone rang so he walked towards it to answer it. While he walked towards it, I mumbled something cheeky. Before he answered the phone, he turned around to me and said, "What did you say?" I said "Nothing" with a lot of attitude again. I could see the look in his eyes. He looked at me in a way that said you're going to pay for that.
He said go to the room now. I said no, and I got the death stare again which made me quiver so I decided I'd better go to the room because I'd crossed the line. In the room I was already thinking of a way to apologise before he came in. But I ran out of time: the phone call was short so he didn't have time to cool down. So I lay down on the bed facing my back to the door. I heard the room door close and it was about 10 at night. He said, "Baby, get into bed." My pride took over and I said, "No." In a very calm powerful voice he said, "I'm going to the bathroom and when I get back you'd better be in bed, and then we're going to talk about what you did downstairs." I thought to myself what a nerve does this man have? We're having a disagreement and he wants sex! But I did as he'd told me.
When he got out of the bathroom he had that look on his face that said you had better have done what I asked. He turned off the lights and put the side lamp on dim. And that look that he gave me made me feel so submissive. He's big built and strong. He's not that much taller than me and but he is very strong. So when he got into bed he immediately got on top of me and put one arm around my waist, and with the other he pinned my hand to the bed. With my free hand I touched the side of his face.
He then said "I heard what you said downstairs—I suggest you apologise now." So I looked him in the eye in the dim light and I said I'm sorry. And he said, "Say it again" and I said I'm sorry again. And then I tried to wriggle away. He made his grip firmer.
I immediately felt a sense of fear because he hasn't ever held me that hard before. But the fear felt so good that I immediately got so turned on and I said, "Darling you're hurting me." I felt helpless but I actually felt good being imprisoned by his weight and I could only escape if he let me. He kissed me deep and hard and that was so welcome. He kept on looking at me and then threatened to make me pregnant. I felt like he was just taking what he wanted and there was nothing I could do but just let him take it.
He then turned me to my side holding me very close to him while I had both my arms around his neck and he gave me a hard slap on my bum. I let out a sigh and he said, "You'd better start listening. He turned me on my back again and said, "I'm going to make you pregnant" in a firm voice. I whispered, "No, please," but I couldn't resist his masculine ways, and I didn't even fight back and he took me.
When I found out I was pregnant I felt like a whole women knowing that my man did this to me because he wanted to. He was responsible for making my tummy grow.