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God said he’s mine. Even his wife must listen to the divine instruction

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I am a female (aged 30 years), a Christian, and I take my spirituality very seriously. This is a story about how one witch is destroying God’s plan for me. I am a virgin, I don’t date and I don’t play with men. I have received a lot of prophecies that I would marry a powerful pastor and be famous. The word isn’t fulfilled, but I am acting on it by living as a true pastor’s wife. I won’t even befriend you if you are not spiritual.

Five years ago, a friend invited me to a church program. There I met this young youth pastor called Felix. Immediately, the Holy Spirit told me that he would be my husband. I started attending my friend’s church and got closer to this pastor. Honestly, he is the real deal. He took me as a spiritual daughter. You never see him without me. People started to gossip but I didn’t care.

I made sure all the ladies know that he is mine. I protected him. After a while, I was expecting him to propose but he didn’t. One day I took courage and proposed but he told me he isn’t ready for a relationship now. In the course of 3 years, I proposed 3 times but he still said he isn’t interested in relationships now and I shouldn’t consider waiting for him. He was still very good to me and I believed God will make a way, perhaps he was still single.

I visited his house often and gave his family gifts. Everyone thought we were dating but no one could ask him because he is the quiet type, calm and respected by all. One day this young lady visited the church, I am not an usher but I like to welcome all new ones as a good pastor’s wife in training. She was nice. After church, I was waiting to see Felix off so I can go home too but he told me to go first. I then saw him going home with the young lady.

The lady started visiting the church often and Felix started spending more time with her. I deliberately became her friend, I told her about my relationship with Felix so she knows her place. I made it clear we were very close. She just smiled and told me that she knew I was his daughter and it was nice to formally meet me. She asked me if I liked the book Felix gave me for my birthday because she told him I would like it. I didn’t know what to say.

I told her to call him Pastor Felix instead of Felix but she also just smiled. Things got so bad when I saw her take Felix’s phone after church, she unlocked it and started playing games. Felix doesn’t even allow me to hold his phone. I don’t even know the password. I tried to scold her that we don’t play with a pastor’s phone but again she just smiled and told me my daddy doesn’t mind.

One Sunday, three months after the lady started coming to church, it was announced in church that there is a special announcement. The head pastor announced that Pastor Felix was getting married to this new lady. The church was silent then everybody started to clap. Everyone was shocked. They came forward and we were asked to pray for them. I could not hold back tears. I fell down. People thought it was Holy Ghost but I was in pain.

I wasn’t going down that easily. I told a friend how Pastor Felix broke my heart. She accompanied me to see the pastor of my former church. He then called the head pastor of my current church to ask questions. Things got messy. A meeting was called. Pastor Felix was asked why he broke my heart but he said he didn’t because we never dated.

I told everyone that I joined the church for him, became his daughter, served him, served and gave his family gifts and acted like a wife. I told them about the prophecy. Everything I did was for him. Pastor Felix just claimed he only saw me as a daughter, treated me as such and even gave me money. He has been going out with his fiancee for 7 years, she was not in the country often but he knew from day one that she was the one.

I told him that he lied to me. He said he likes to keep his personal life private but the head pastor, his family and very close friends knew he has a serious girlfriend but he kept telling me he isn’t ready so I should move on because he wanted to let me off easily without hurting me. His fiancee said she knew me long ago and stated instances when I called when she was around or things that Felix did for me that were her idea because she saw me as her daughter too.

She said she would back out but has only one question for me, has Felix ever been inappropriate with me? I told her no. He has never even held my hands before. He is never alone with me and never allowed me to cook or clean for him. But that’s the confirmation from God that he is perfect for me. She said I was in a one-sided relationship with someone who genuinely cared for me as a daughter. She said Felix treated me the same way he treated all his children, male and female. He loved them and cared for them. I got so upset. She knew too much.  The head pastor said they can’t do anything about it. Three weeks later they got married.

A month later, the lady moved back to America, and Felix followed two months later. 7 months later, which was two weeks ago, we were in church when it was announced that Pastor Felix and his wife have delivered a baby boy and girl three days prior. This was my blessing the witch stole from me. I still trust in God. I know Pastor Felix is mine and I am praying that God would let him see reason and he will return to me. The trap of the devil won’t hold him forever. I am fasting and praying. God will make a way. Please advise me on what more to do to get my man back.

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Woman confesses that her spouse always defecates in bed as he’s ready to ‘cum’

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"I've been married for eleven months now. My spouse has had this problem since we started dating till now. The problem is that whenever my husband and I have sex and he is ready to cum and it is at its climax, he eases himself into the bed. "We've tried to get him to stop, but he always complains it's too sweet and he can't contain himself. As a result, we decided that he would always relax himself before we started having sex. "But he will continue to do it while cuming. I refused to give him sex while we were dating because it was horrible. I married him because despite it, he is a responsible, nice, and caring spouse."

A Ghanaian lady who is married to a “loving and responsible husband” is looking for help dealing with what she describes as “disgusting” sexual encounters with her spouse.

The married woman with two children has said that her husband always defecates in bed when he is at his height of ecstasy during sex.

Revealing her traumatic situation to Ms. Nancy on Confessions on TV3, she stated that she is considering quitting her eleven-month marriage because she cannot bear it any longer.

“I’ve been married for eleven months now. My spouse has had this problem since we started dating till now. The problem is that whenever my husband and I have sex and he is ready to cum and it is at its climax, he eases himself into the bed.

“We’ve tried to get him to stop, but he always complains it’s too sweet and he can’t contain himself. As a result, we decided that he would always relax himself before we started having sex.

“But he will continue to do it while cuming. I refused to give him sex while we were dating because it was horrible. I married him because, despite it, he is a responsible, nice, and caring spouse,” she narrated.

According to her, the situation is impacting her mental health because all attempts to settle her issue have failed.

“I’m going through a lot because it makes me puke; mentally, I’m breaking down. I’m not sure whether to quit the marriage because we currently have two children. I tried every possible solution to the problem, but nothing worked,” she said.

She is presently seeking assistance to deal with the circumstance, as the problem is harming her mental health.

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I prefer to masturbate than have sex with my husband – Lady shares ordeal

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She stated that she has always felt sexually unfulfilled after intercourse, therefore she chooses to masturbate to satisfy herself rather than having sex with her boyfriend. "Within two minutes, he had come. As a result, I avoid him and prefer to masturbate to satisfy my sexual cravings since, as soon as we start having sex, he has come and the item will stand," she said Ms. Nancy on Confessions on TV3.

A Ghanaian woman has expressed her sexual discontent with her spouse.

The lady, whose identity has been kept hidden, told Confessions on TV3 that her spouse never stays in bed for more than two minutes.

She stated that she has always felt sexually unfulfilled after intercourse, therefore she chooses to masturbate to satisfy herself rather than having sex with her boyfriend.

“Within two minutes, he had come. As a result, I avoid him and prefer to masturbate to satisfy my sexual cravings since, as soon as we start having sex, he has come and the item will stand,” she said to Ms. Nancy on Confessions on TV3.

Meanwhile, Life Coach Ebenezer Quaye, a guest on the show, encouraged lovers to share feedback to each other after participating in physical intimacy with their loved ones.

This, he argued, will inspire spouses to work on their sexual deficiencies.

“If you are having sex and do not receive feedback from your wife, there is a problem.” Wives should also provide feedback to their spouses. “It’s so nice and encouraging,” he commented.

He also gave some strategies for improving sexual shortcomings between lovers.

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How my husband sex trafficked me for 13 years

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When I was about 14 years old, one of my neighbours came over and invited me to a pool party. "It's going to be fun." She said. "Sure. "I would love to." I didn't have many friends, so it felt good to be part of something for once. I got my bathing suit and followed the girl. Before we arrived at the place, we encountered a small gathering of teens. There was one person who stood out from the crowd. He had everyone's attention, and everyone wanted to speak with him. My companion began heading towards them, and I followed her.

I learned that life was unfair at an early age, and in the worst way conceivable. My stepfather used to sexually assault me, and when I eventually had the bravery to denounce him, he received only three months of treatment as punishment and was allowed to live with me again.

My mother brought him back for financial reasons, but she kept us apart. They slept below, while we slept above. Nevertheless, I was traumatised and lived in terror. As if I hadn’t gone through enough pain, I met a man who I believed loved me and who sex trafficked me.

When I was about 14 years old, one of my neighbours came over and invited me to a pool party.

“It’s going to be fun.” She said.

“Sure. “I would love to.”

I didn’t have many friends, so it felt good to be part of something for once. I got my bathing suit and followed the girl. Before we arrived at the place, we encountered a small gathering of teens. There was one person who stood out from the crowd. He had everyone’s attention, and everyone wanted to speak with him. My companion began heading towards them, and I followed her.

“Hello, Greg. I invite you to meet my buddy Wendy. “Wendy, this is Greg.” She spoke to the guy.

Greg turned to me, smiled, and extended his hand before saying, “It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

At that point, my knees were weak. My heart began beating, and I couldn’t stop smiling.

“Can I get your number?” He asked.

“Sure,” I responded and handed it to him.

I didn’t expect him to call, but later that night he did, and we spoke for hours. That was the start of a relationship that led to my being sex trafficked.

Greg understood how to make me feel appreciated, which is all I wanted. We became amorous quickly, and I fell pregnant soon after. I had been under my mother’s care since I was 17 years old when I had my child. Greg demanded that I leave my mother’s house so that we could make our relationship work.

“How am I going to do that?” I asked.

“I’ve got a plan. You may relocate to a shelter, where they will consider you emancipated from your parents, and then you will be eligible for welfare checks, and we will be able to get an apartment and live happily ever after.” He explained.

At the time, it seemed like a fairy tale, and I was all in. I ran away from home, and Greg took me and my kid to a shelter. However, life at the shelter was not as easy as Greg made it appear.

It took long for me to receive my first welfare check, and I was running out of baby goods. So I contacted Greg and told him I needed money to take care of our child.

“Don’t worry, I have a job for us to do.” He said.

I assumed he meant cleaning people’s homes because that’s what he told me he did for money. So I picked up my kid and went to see him.

“What are we going to do?” I asked Greg.

“Well, you’re going to walk up this street, wait on that corner for a man to pick you up and you’ll have sex with that man in his car and he’ll pay you.” He explained without emotion.

I was perplexed and apprehensive, but he kept bringing up my daughter and insisting that if I loved her, I would do it. I felt like I had no option. My knees and hands shook as I proceeded to where he had instructed me to stand. As soon as I arrived, a car stopped in front of me, and the driver requested me to get in. That’s how my spouse started sex trafficking me.

“I know a place we can go in the woods.” He said.

I did not say anything. When we arrived in the woods, we both exited and walked to a private location where he began removing his clothing. I took off mine, we had sex, and he gave me the money before driving me back to where he had picked me up.

When I came out, I went to Greg, who was still standing in the same location and handed him all of the money.

“I love you.” I knew I had made the proper decision in choosing you as my wife. He said.

We went to purchase diapers and formula for the baby and had a little extra. However, a week later, we were out of diapers again.

That time, he encouraged me to take on two or three customers so that I might earn enough money to leave the shelter.

“Do you want your daughter to live in a shelter for the rest of her life?” He asked.

From there, he started one of the greatest prostitution networks in the region. It comprised four to ten females from various states. He sexually trafficked me for 13 years while I was still married to him. It varied from once a week to every other day, depending on how much money he received from the other females. I worked as a street girl, and escort, and made house calls. Not to add that I have two more children with him.

People continually questioned me why I stayed with him for so long, but no matter what I told them, they couldn’t comprehend what I was going through. Greg hooked us to drugs and physically abused us if we attempted to escape. He would also send the other girls to find any girl who had gone and beat her until she returned. I felt bonded to the other females since we weren’t permitted to have outside contact. So, anytime I managed to flee, I felt horrible and returned because I didn’t want them to suffer.

After 13 years, I was finally free of Greg. I had recently given birth and was in the kitchen making supper for us when I noticed police cruisers outside our house. The cops swooped in, arrested Greg, and detained me for interrogation.

However, I refused to talk to them because I was afraid Greg would beat me if he found out. Because I did not comply, they accused me of sex trafficking and sentenced me to 23 months in prison. Greg was also charged with sex trafficking and was sentenced to ten years in jail.

My children were removed while I was in prison, and because the judge in the custody case felt I was a sex trafficker, she promised that I would not be granted custody of my children. When I got out, I returned to school and earned an associate’s degree. In addition, I returned to the same judge who heard my custody case to request custody of my kid. I went with my attorneys, counsellors, and even the police officers who detained me to explain my situation to the court.

She returned my child to me, and I returned home to live with my mother, who sadly died later. Today, I feel comfortable and satisfied, which is a wonderful place to be. I’ve realised that there are individuals eager to help those who have faced the same hardships that I have, and if you’re going through anything similar, you don’t have to suffer alone or in silence.

This narrative is based on the Unfiltered Stories YouTube video.

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