The door opened and slammed, I gulped hard swallowing all my fear pushing It to the bottom of my stomach. I put down the cloth I was using to wash the dishes with and went to greet my wife.

Oh man I can't even begin to imagine what others would say if they knew what was going on behind these walls and doors. They would probably either mock me or just ignore it.

As I approched my wife, I could tell she wasn't in a good mood, I sighed let see I cleaned up, I uh paid the bills, uh I made dinner. I hope I did everything she told me too. Otherwise I'm really in for it.

She took of her coat and threw it on the ground. "I've had enough of working while you sit around all day on your fat arse."

I gulped and I felt my whole body begin to shake. "But Racheal I did all the housework, paid the bills and cooked dinner." I said in a small voice.

"Oh really?" She sneered, as she looked around the house. "Well it doesn't fuckin look like it you bastard. This house doesn't look any different than when I left this morning. Guess You're even too worthless to even clean up a house properly aren't you Alan?" She then spat in my face, As I wiped it off she pushed me too the hard floor and kept me pinned down.

"What kind of a tiger are you?" She asked in a mocking tone of voice. "Can't even defend yourself against a goat, a prey mammal." She then made a fist and punched my left eye.

"Ow" I cried. She then got of me but grabbed me roughly by the arm. "Now you better be better in bed, then you are at housework." She growled.

I felt tears forming in my eyes, as I knew what was coming. I knew even if I told her I didn't want too, she would still force me too.

As we went to our room Rachel closed the door behind us as she pushed me onto the bed. She came closer as she began to take her clothes off.

I sat shaking and crying, wishing there was some way out of this nightmare, but right now there seems like there is no way out. I mean come on a predator being pushed around by a prey mammal. If I told anyone they would just laugh at me. Call me weak or other things.

No I can't tell anyone, not a soul, like I said there is just no way out.