Dagferi
Well-known member
Unfortunately, I think I have come to a huge crossroads in my marriage.
My husband, honestly, I think, goes along with my relationship with Murf, because he knows there kind of no choice on my end. I am who I am. At first he thought he could manipulate the situation to meet his wants. Intimacy comes with a price with him. He is heavily into BDSM, and honestly, I cannot partake. It creeps me out, makes me feel dirty, etc. I have given him the freedom to pursue an outlet but he doesn't. He actually there for a while wanted me to find him play partners. Ummmm no. I am not your pimp.
When I first started seeing Murf, my husband would demand I come home and play with him. I tried. I do not like seeing him miserable. I was the one who was miserable. I couldn't and can't do it.
For 13 years I have explained I cannot get into his fetishes. I know that it is a part of him and he can't change that. He says he understands, says he will stop asking me for things I cannot give him, but then keeps right on asking anyway. He can't make love to me without trying to throw in some kink somewhere.
He has pushed me to the point where I do not want him to touch me. Even normal conversation gets twisted to talk about one of his wants. For example, I have been feeling sicker than a dog since yesterday. This morning he brings up needing to discuss what I would be willing to do play-wise. Really, that is the last thing on my mind. I was trying to tame my stomach and guts.
I think some couples therapy maybe in order. Unfortunately, finding poly- or sex-positive counseling may be extremely difficult. I am not willing to give up my other relationship. Murf honestly brings me peace.
My husband, honestly, I think, goes along with my relationship with Murf, because he knows there kind of no choice on my end. I am who I am. At first he thought he could manipulate the situation to meet his wants. Intimacy comes with a price with him. He is heavily into BDSM, and honestly, I cannot partake. It creeps me out, makes me feel dirty, etc. I have given him the freedom to pursue an outlet but he doesn't. He actually there for a while wanted me to find him play partners. Ummmm no. I am not your pimp.
When I first started seeing Murf, my husband would demand I come home and play with him. I tried. I do not like seeing him miserable. I was the one who was miserable. I couldn't and can't do it.
For 13 years I have explained I cannot get into his fetishes. I know that it is a part of him and he can't change that. He says he understands, says he will stop asking me for things I cannot give him, but then keeps right on asking anyway. He can't make love to me without trying to throw in some kink somewhere.
He has pushed me to the point where I do not want him to touch me. Even normal conversation gets twisted to talk about one of his wants. For example, I have been feeling sicker than a dog since yesterday. This morning he brings up needing to discuss what I would be willing to do play-wise. Really, that is the last thing on my mind. I was trying to tame my stomach and guts.
I think some couples therapy maybe in order. Unfortunately, finding poly- or sex-positive counseling may be extremely difficult. I am not willing to give up my other relationship. Murf honestly brings me peace.