Healing Scars With Love – Part 3 (Her First Newly Married Life)

The next few days of Ridhima’s newly married life went by without any unusual incidents. Sandeep and Ridhima had shifted to Delhi after their marriage. They lived just like any other married couple.

Sandeep came from a family of affluent businessmen. He was managing a small firm of his family’s large business estate somewhere in Delhi, NCR. They also owned a lavish penthouse in a high-class society nearby. Sandeep and Ridhima started living in this penthouse.

In the eyes of society, it was an ideal life for Ridhima. She was married to a rich family and lived in a lavish house, all alone with her husband. However, something was not right about her married life, Ridhima used to think. Sandeep never spoke about their first night.

She, being an introvert, never brought it up with Sandeep. Moreover, though Ridhima never realized it, she was subconsciously scared of Sandeep after what happened that night. She couldn’t speak to him about it, partially due to her shyness and partially due to fear.

They lived a very normal life occupied in their respective chores. Sandeep used to go to his workplace early morning and came back in the evening. They used to have an early dinner and watch some TV and web shows before retiring to bed. And that’s when and where all the sexual action used to happen.

Sandeep was sexually very active. They used to have sex every day for the first few days. Then it was every second day, as Sandeep used to get occupied with his work. It was more or less the same as what happened on their first night. But Ridhma didn’t have any issues with it as she got accustomed to it now.

It went the same way every time with some minor changes. Sandeep used to undress Ridhima completely, kiss her lips, bite and suck her boobs, give some kisses on her stomach and thighs. Then undress, and then make Ridhima give him different kinds of blowjobs.

After his dick used to get hard enough for the fuck with Ridhima’s blowjob, Sandeep would penetrate her, fuck her for some minutes. Then spray his load over her body and then go to sleep.

On some days, he would straightaway go for the fuck. On other days, he would ask Ridhima to undress and give him a lap dance before blowing him. Sometimes he made her strip slowly. Sometimes he made her watch porn with him before the sex.

He was also fond of different positions and tried them with Ridhima. From the usual missionary and doggy style to the standing ovation. Ridhima experienced many new things.

On weekends, instead of going out for sightseeing, partying, clubbing that other young couples would like to do, Sandeep used to keep Ridhima at home. He fucked her in different places in their house and in different positions all day long.

At times he didn’t allow her to wear clothes for the entire weekend. He would keep her naked and have sex with her multiple times while doing his office work and smoking. No maid or any other domestic help would come that day.

All Sandeep wanted was the 22 years old all alone and completely naked on his lap or blowing his dick while he worked on his laptop. Sandeep was impressed as her sucking skills were improving every day.

With time she learned what her husband liked. She was able to make him cum very easily, just with her mouth and tongue. But for Ridhima, these things were far from being enjoyable. Although Ridhima got a sexual fanatic as her husband, yet her sex life was monotonous.

It was the same thing she did every day every week. It was not that she completely hated it, as was in the case of her first night. She did all these things willingly, but she did not enjoy them either. She tried enjoying but couldn’t do so. However, she didn’t think much about it.

Maybe that’s how it is in real life, she thought. The porn films she has watched in which all the girls moan loud in pleasure while getting fucked are, at the end of the day, fiction! Maybe that’s not true in reality. So she would put aside all her thoughts and desires and do whatever her husband wants her to do.

There were days when she didn’t feel like having sex. Yet if Sandeep wanted sex, she would not deny him and get ready to serve him. Maybe it was the sweet and kind-hearted nature of her, which stopped her from saying no. Or maybe it was the fear of Sandeep in the back of her mind.

She didn’t know why, but she could never say no to him. Even during her periods, she would not think for a second time before sitting over Sandeep’s lap to take his dick insider her pussy and ride over it. It wasn’t easy, it was uncomfortable, it was painful. Yet she would do it for her husband.

Perhaps Sandeep didn’t know there was something like the menstrual cycle. He anyhow didn’t bother much about Ridhima and her matters. For him, she was just a doll, a toy to take care of his daily chores and sexual needs, that’s all.

Sandeep clearly didn’t notice or didn’t care to notice. But this constant fucking had affected Ridhima’s health. She was getting weaker day by day and used to remain ill or exhausted all day long. Sandeep was anyway an alcoholic and a regular smoker. So there were no visible symptoms of this sex addiction on him.

He had some health issues earlier, too, so nothing drastic happened to him. On the other hand, Ridhima, a trained Kathak dancer, a Zumba enthusiast, and an avid yoga practitioner, felt very uneasy. She remained tiresome all the time and had lost some weight. Her groin used to pain constantly.

However, after a few days, Sandeep had started having less sex. Someone who was earlier willing to fuck every night would now have sex once every 3-4 days. Slowly the frequency was reduced to once a week. Ridhima was a bit puzzled.

But she was relieved as she too got some break from getting fucked constantly. Her health started to improve, and she felt better. Hence she didn’t bother about this unusual change in Sandeep. But slowly, Sandeep just gave up sex completely, and now Ridhima was worried.

How can a person so addicted to sex, live without having it for so long? Sandeep now used to go on official tours during weekends. Every weekend, he left Ridhima alone. The man who always wanted her naked in front of him now left her all alone. He never bothered to tell her where he was going.

There were many questions in her mind. Is Sandeep in some stress? Is this due to the workload? Or did she do something wrong which irked him? She was worried about his health too and took extra care of him. Unfortunately, Ridhima was too innocent to even think that Sandeep might be cheating on her.

But as they say that women are ‘born spies.’ She didn’t take long to smell a rat. Sandeep spent a lot of money on these tours, which was evident from his closet. He used to take a lot of cash from his closet before going on these tours. Once Ridhima managed to get hold of his mobile phone and unlock its password.

There was a lot of hesitation in her mind. Some came from the guilt of checking her husband’s mobile without his consent. The other was due to her being scared of Sandeep. But Ridhima gave up all her fears and guilt and unlocked the mobile.

It didn’t take her long to find out what her husband was up to. His gallery was filled with naked pictures of different girls. Sandeep was hanging around with his friends, having sex with prostitutes to satisfy his lust in the city. He was probably bored with her body and needed something else to calm his sexual urge.

Tears came out of Ridhima’s eyes as she saw a video of Sandeep dancing naked with a girl. In other videos, he was licking pussy of a different girl who was sitting on his face. He never licked Ridhima’s pussy, she thought as she sobbed and saw some more videos of him and his friends with those girls.

She was heartbroken and burning with anger. She forgot all her fears and decided to confront Sandeep. Sandeep was pissed when he came to know that Ridhima checked his phone. More than that, he was troubled as she got to know about his so-called official tours.

Thinking that she will tell all this to his family, Sandeep took away her mobile phone forcefully. He fired all the housemaids who came to their house. Ridhima was not allowed to step out of the house. She was dejected as she couldn’t even talk to her parents.

On top of that, Sandeep started beating her. He thrashed her so bad that she would get unconscious due to the pain. Her life was a mess. He did everything which could cause pain to Ridhima. Even during sex, he would abuse her in all ways possible, both verbally and physically.

Sandeep: You were pissed when I stopped having sex with you and slept with those sluts. Now I’ll make sure that I treat you like one of those. That’s what you deserve, bitch!

Words like these were very common for Ridhima. Her drunk husband would fuck her mercilessly. She couldn’t meet or talk to anyone and was all by herself. But she was slowly reaching her threshold – a point after which she won’t be able to tolerate this nonsense.

And then came an incident which acted as a catalyst for Ridhima to reach that point. On their first wedding anniversary, Sandeep brought 2 of his friends with him. Ridhima was quick to recognize them. They were the same friends whose photographs were on Sandeep’s phone.

When she asked about them, Sandeep’s response left her in shock. Sandeep had brought them to have sex with her. They had arranged a girl with whom he hooked up earlier that day. He was trading his own wife!

Sandeep: No more questions, you little girl. Get down on your knees and show my buddies how good a slut you are!

Ridhima was fuming. She was no more scared of Sandeep now. She straightway said a no on his face. Sandeep was provoked. He won’t tolerate this insult that too in front of his friends. He started assaulting Ridhima and was trying to tear her clothes.

Ridhima thought of this as a do or die situation. She gathered some courage and slapped her husband. Sandeep was surprised. Never has Ridhima fought back, and just like any other bully, he was dumbstruck when he got the taste of his own medicine.

He was still recovering from the shock when Ridhima took hold of a heavy wooden stool nearby and threw it towards him. It hit Sandeep’s head, and he fell on the floor shouting in pain. Ridhima ran towards her room and locked it. She came out with her purse and dashed towards the main door.

The two other men were waiting for her to come out and jumped on her. The two started mishandling her. Ridhima somehow managed to get out of the house and ran for her life. The two guys ran behind her, but they couldn’t chase this young athletic girl for too long.

Somehow Ridhima managed to reach her hometown. Her family was shocked to see her wearing torn clothes. The scars on her body, her red eyes were more than enough to tell what she was going through all this time.

Sandeep was jailed after her family filed a complaint. But due to their affluent background, his family was able to get him out. What followed was a year-long legal battle between the two families.

Finally, Ridhima’s family won the case, Sandeep was jailed. But that toxic relationship had left permanent scars on Ridhima’s body and soul, which had lifelong effects on her. It was difficult for her to be normal again. She couldn’t eat and sleep properly.

The horrific memories of her past would come back and haunt her. She kept crying for days thinking of the mess she left behind, and even Sandeep’s proved guilt in court did not improve her mental condition.

She was 24 and divorced. Society looked down upon her, and no one was ready to marry her. This deteriorated her condition as she thought she was a burden on her family. Her family, too, was worried.

But finally, Naveen came into their lives. He was ready to marry Ridhima. He was willing to accept her despite her past. He was a smart and decent man who seemed an ideal groom for Ridhima. Ridhima had no courage to marry again.

But after her family’s persuasion and knowing Naveen personally, she decided to try and start a new inning with Naveen to lead a normal life again. Finally, she agreed, and Naveen and Ridhima got married.

To be continued.

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