Satisfying my perverted husband

We've been married for two years, and for some reason, my husband has suddenly started to enjoy exposing my body in crowded public places. Once, when we went shopping, he wouldn't let me wear underwear, and I agreed, thinking it was a bit of fun. But while I was leaning over the counter picking things out, he lifted my skirt and touched my buttocks. I was terrified and turned to confront him, only to find many people staring at me. I felt incredibly embarrassed, while he seemed quite pleased

. I felt helpless and frustrated. This is something that only happens in stories, but I've experienced it firsthand. I'm not making this up; I love him very much, and he treats me very well. But there's one problem: he likes to expose me, and he likes me to expose myself to him. I'm very distressed. I don't want to disappoint him. Sometimes in crowded elevators, he touches my breasts, and occasionally he even puts his hand inside my underwear to touch me. I'm very angry, but sometimes I also feel a thrill and excitement. Have I been infected by him?

I remember one summer when we went to my sister's house for her child's birthday. He wouldn't let me wear underwear. At first, I didn't want to, but I couldn't resist his persistent pleading and agreed. I wore the new clothes he bought me: a Korean-style, pure white chiffon top with subtle lace detailing at the chest, and tight-fitting light blue flared pants. I felt so uncomfortable. In the mirror, I could clearly see the lines of my buttocks; it felt like I was only wearing a thin layer of fabric. He wouldn't let me wear leather shoes either. As he said, I wore the high-heeled sandals he bought me with thin straps on the instep. The flared pants hung down the heels, revealing only a third of my foot. Looking at myself in the mirror, I felt so embarrassed. I wouldn't say I looked like a horny woman, but I definitely looked like a repressed, horny little woman. I told my husband that I couldn't go out like that, and I didn't dare to dress like that. But he said he wouldn't go to my sister's house for the child's birthday if I didn't agree. He told me it was nothing, we're married, and besides, he was there for me. In the end, I gave in.

After leaving the house, I felt like everyone, regardless of age or gender, was staring at me. For some reason, my husband was always 5-6 meters behind me. Someone whistled at me, and he whistled along, which infuriated me.

The bus was crowded, but someone quickly made room for me in the middle, so I had to stand. I felt like someone was deliberately rubbing against me; I was angry, but there was nothing I could do. Now I know what bus harassment is like. Someone touched my leg—very lightly, not very noticeably, but it didn't stop and moved towards my waist and buttocks. I turned around to look for my husband and saw two men with their phones under my buttocks taking pictures, and many other people were watching. But my husband was sitting on the chairs two rows behind me, right next to where I was standing. I glanced at him, but he ignored me and just smiled. It felt like people were only getting on the bus and no one was getting off. It got increasingly crowded, practically shoulder to shoulder, making it impossible to move. I was in a terrible situation; the people in front of me were squeezing so hard I felt my breasts were about to burst, and I could clearly feel someone pressing their groin against my buttocks from behind. It felt firm and warm, and I desperately squeezed my legs together. Just then, my damn husband came over. He acted like nothing was wrong and loudly announced, "Chuchu, I've been transferred to the police station where your husband works." Suddenly, the crowd around me lessened, and no one was pressing against me anymore.

My husband said he was very satisfied, and that he wouldn't let me be bullied. I know he's a psychopath, but there's nothing I can do.

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