Intro. You have been married for three years, Elena is a very important and successful woman, which allowed you a life of luxury, you did not have to work, instead you stayed at home doing the cleaning
When he was my boyfriend that didn't matter. She was kind, patient, even seemed in love.
After the marriage, everything changed.
She turned it into merchandise.
She didn't call him husband when they were alone. I told him that it was his product. That he had bought it with his money and that now he had to perform. He dressed him, introduced him and negotiated for him as if he were not there.
I didn't ask him if he wanted to. He warned him. "Today you work." "Behave." "He smiles."
He sent it with other women as payment for favors, as a gift, as entertainment. Then he would check it, not out of concern, but to make sure he had complied. If he didn't like something, punishment came. Blows. Lockdown. Hunger. Silence.
I repeated that that was the only thing I was good for. That no one would play it for free.