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MY WIFE SL3PT WITH A SNAKE EACH TIME SHE WAS ON HER PERIODS

MY WIFE SL3PT WITH A SNAKE EACH TIME SHE WAS ON HER PERIODS

It’s about a man who dated a very wealthy school principal. The principal had so much money that it didn’t make sense comparing it to her salary. When questioned she always said that she has stock investments which pays out very well every three months.


Fell inlove with her beauty and intelligence and ended up marrying her. During our marriage ,when it’s that time of the month she would move out of our matrimonial bedroom and sleep in the spare room which she kept locked at all times.


Not even I was allowed in that spare room. She would make excuses that she didn’t find the time of the month comfortable enough to share a bed with anyone so she would rather go through it alone. I tried reassuring her that I didn’t mind at all but she would get angry the more I tried to convince her that I’m totally okay with it.


So I ended up letting it go. I lived with it even though I was not happy about it. Another thing was that during that time of her month , there was this chilliness in the house that didn’t make sense. Even when it’s a hot month the house would be cold during that time.


The house was hers even though I was the one paying the bond. I was a lawyer before she got me arrested and accused me of lies after catching her up on her dark secret. But we surely will get to that part.


When I met her, we both had our houses and she insisted that we move into hers and rent out mine. I agreed because her house was closer to her workplace and I had flexible office hours and I moved around a lot.


Little did I know that she was pulling me into darkness unaware. We were separated every other “that time of the month “. Also during that time at night I would fall into a very deep sleep and I’d be sickly until she comes back to the bedroom when she was done with her cycle.


It was one of those nights that even if the house moved I honestly wouldn’t hear a thing. I slept like I was dead. But there was this other time where I refused to eat her food because I believed it was one of the reasons why I slept like the dead.


I didn’t bluntly refuse, I just pretended like I was eating and threw it out when she wasn’t looking. That night I heard and seen things that I wish I could unsee.


While I was in bed I heard doors downstairs slamming. The door of the forbidden spare room to be exact. Next thing i I could smell smoke consisting of burnt meat smell. I also heard some weird sounds like people were clapping hands and murmuring.


I took my gun from the safe and slowly walked downstairs. I thought we had burglars who were too drunk and ended up making themselves food then burnt them.


When I got to the kitchen, it was as spotless as we left it. The smell however was getting stronger and stronger as I moved closer to the spare room.


The murmuring was quieter but the clapping of hands was louder. The door was slightly opened and I saw fire at the corner at the room. And five people wearing red gowns surrounding the bed were my wife was sleeping.


They were the ones murmuring and clapping hands. Out of shock I shot one bullet to the air and they all turned around in fear , they had red eyes and right in my face they disappeared without even moving. They just dissapeared into thin air.


I was worried about my wife and I ran closer to her ,I wanted to make sure she was fine. I found her wearing a dress i had never seen before. A leopard print dress and her feet were covered with a red fleece.


On top of her was also a snake which was covered with a bit of red liquid that looked like bl00d. Next to her on the bed were her used sanitary pads.


I shook her up but she wouldn’t wake up. I ran out of the house hoping someone will hear me and get my wife help. Luckily my helper and garden who lives at the cottage at the back of the main house heard me and came out to help.


When we got back , the spare room was locked. I rushed to the kitchen to get a sharp tool to break the door.


That is when I noticed my wife sleeping on the couch in her normal night dress, the one I know and there was no snake. I remember the look in our helpers faces when they also saw madam on the couch.


It’s like they wanted to tell me to call the ambulance for myself because now they were doubting my sanity. My wife woke up like she is someone who just finely fell asleep on the couch. She asked what was going on but none of us could explain.


We were all shocked in our own ways. She went up to our bedroom to sleep. I couldn’t go back to bed I was up all night. I confronted her the next morning and all she said was keep questioning me and you’ll lose everything. She said it with a straight face, like it wasn’t her but a demon speaking inside of her.


I don’t know how or why we got to where we are but I kept on forcing her to get rid of whatever was in the spare room and that’s how she went to the police and accused me of physically abusing her.


She framed with drugs too and that’s how I lost my license. But now being a part of this group I can safely say I now understand what was happening in that house.  She was a ritualist and that is the reason she had so much money.