Broken. Episode 10!
As I raised my head from her vagina to tell her once again to reduce her voice, her mum knocked heavily on the door and shouted, "will you girls open this door this minute before I break it down?" Her daughter violently pushed my mouth off of her pussy and hurriedly dressed up, I calmly sat at the edge of the bed, fully naked and not making any effort to dress up. "These girls are really trying my patience, open this door this minute" her mother kept hitting hard on the door. After the frightened girl had made several efforts to get me to dress up which didn't work for her, she walked quietly to the door and unlocked it.
The next thing I heard was a resounding slap on her cheek, "are you stupid? What were you girls doing in here that you locked the door and refused to open it?" She asked her daughter, "nothing mum, I was using the toilet when you were knocking and I begged Amaka to help me open it for you but she refused", she replied, amidst sobs. That was when sister Margaret turned to face me and I saw the shock register on her face when she noticed I was naked. "Am sorry, sister Margaret, I heard you knocking but I was too weak to get up and open the door" I said to her and walked to my wardrobe, bent over, pretending to be looking for what to wear in the lower drawers, making sure my asshole and pussy was very visible to both of them. I knew she was aware of what we were doing and it didn't scare me one bit, I was glad she found out this way. If she could molest another woman's daughter, she should also expect such to happen to her daugter.
After what seemed like an eternity, she spoke, "oya you, go downstairs and wait for me in the car" she said to her daughter, while pushing her out of the room at the same time, after which she closed the door and locked it. "Amaka, are you fucking my daughter?" I pretended not to hear her, she walked up to me and pushed me so hard that I lost my balance and fell on the floor, "answer me, you cheap prostitute. Are you fucking my daughter?"
I quietly got up and laughed so hard, like I never did before, and I replied, "see question o. Are you daft? Or has your bible blocked your sense of reasoning to not have noticed I was sucking her brains off before you disrupted us with your annoying presence. For your information, I have been fucking your daughter for long now and she can't seem to get enough of me. We fuck everytime we see, we have even fucked inside the school toilet. I think your daughter is already addicted to me, like mother like daughter. The apple obviously doesn't fall far from the....." I was still talking, when she slapped me so hard, and slapped me again before I could regain myself. There were tears running down her cheeks.
That was when I got angry and gave her a shove with a serious warning, "bia nwanyi a, don't you ever lay hands on me again, I am not your daughter and you have no right to hit me, the next time you try this rubbish again, I will not only fuck your daughter, I will fuck your husband too, nonsense" She opened her mouth to speak but words failed her. Then she knelt down and started begging me not to touch her daughter again, that she will do anything I want. She kept begging and crying, I was about to speak when someone knocked on the door, so I hurriedly dressed up and unlocked the door, it was my aunty looking puzzled, as she walked past me and into the room, sister Margaret had already sat down on the bed, wiping her tears.
"What's going on here?" My aunty asked, I didn't know who she directed the question at, so I kept my mouth shut. Sister Margaret too, didn't say a word. "Amaka, are you deaf? I said what's going on here?" I was about to talk when sister Margaret spoke up, "nne don't worry yourself, it has nothing to do with Amaka. It's my daughter that has started to disrespect me lately and am here talking to Amaka to help me advise her friend, because am losing it, I don't know what spirit has possessed that girl" she finished and burst into another round of tears. I was shocked beyond words, at that moment, I realized that my aunty didn't even know she was still fucking me after both of them had me together, wow!
My aunty went and held her on the shoulder, consoled her with some biblical words and ended it by telling her to take the matter to the pastor, so that they would book her for deliverance, because her case is not ordinary. They both finalized and walked out of my room, I sat on my bed replaying all that just happened, while still planning my next move. I need to continue saving. I will make both of them pay dearly for molesting me and destroying my mindset about sex, now I have no interest in men, I couldn't imagine touching a man's dick or allowing it into my pussy.
An hour later, I was still in my room, when my phone rang and I looked at the screen, it was sister Margaret. I reluctantly picked and she started...
To be continued.
Saturday, June 16, 2018
BROKEN (EPISODE 9)
Broken. Episode 9!
_The emergence of Amaka!!!!!_
When we got to sister Margaret's house, she and her family welcomed us with cheerfulness and open arms. Her husband was so very nice, with her children. The oldest is my age mate, we were made to feel at home and I was told to sleep in the same room with her first daughter, while my sister sleeps with the others. That same night, after we had settled down, sister Margaret called me into the kitchen and kissed me passionately then said, "I have been waiting all day to do this, you are just so fresh and sweet, I can't resist you. I wish you would live with me forever" I didn't say a word, I turned and walked out of the kitchen furious. Why is this woman acting like this? How would she feel if someone does this to her daughter? Then an evil thought crossed my mind.
At midnight, I woke her daughter up and lied to her that I was having nightmare, she told me to pray over it and go back to sleep, but I didn't, instead, I started crying. "Haaaa! Amaka why are you crying na? It's just a nightmare, oya let's pray together and sleep" she said. "I have already prayed before waking you up. I just need someone to hug me and massage my back. I miss my mum so much" I burst into another bout of tears and cried heavily, she was looking concerned and confused, then she moved close to me and gave me a hug, I held her tight and refused to let go, "can you kiss me?" "Ofcourse" She pecked me on the cheek, I shook my head and said, "no, not that type of kiss, I want the real kiss please" she moved away from me, turned on the light and stared at me in shock. "Kiss you on the lips? That's totally wrong. You are a girl. I can only kiss a guy but never a girl o. No no no" I walked up to her and told her to try me and see the difference between a guy and a girl. "A guy will kiss you and it will finally lead to pregnancy but I will kiss you and you will never get in trouble" it took me almost an hour to convince her, before she finally gave in. In less than two hours, I did to her exactly what my aunty and her mum did to me, except the carrot, because there was no carrot in their house then, so I used my fingers, surprisingly, she wasn't a virgin.
That was how I started fucking sister Margaret's daughter and sister Margaret was also fucking me any chance she gets. None of them knew I was fucking the other. On the third day we were to go home, she begged me for a goodbye fuck, I told her to bring N50,000, she begged and begged but I refused, then she went to her wardrobe and brought out all she had, which was N48,000. I collected it and fucked her, we were done and I was in the bathroom when her mum came looking for me. I knew she wanted to fuck me as well, so I walked into her room and instead of waiting for her to kiss me, I kissed her. She was so dumbfounded, that was when I gave her my terms, "I will not do this for free anymore, if you want to have sex with me then you must pay me" she laughed and said, "pay you for sex, are you a prostitute? Don't reduce yourself to such a thing. If there's anything you need just mention it, I will buy it for you" I refused and made to walk out of the room but she held me back and asked how much it will cost her, I told her to give me a hundred thousand naira, she screamed and said she can only afford N10,000, I stood my ground, at the end, she gave me N50,000 and used my body for her pleasure, as usual.
And that was how I started collecting money from her daughter and her, even after we went back home, her daughter started to frequent our house and bring me money for sex, while her mum looks for every excuse to get me to her house for paid sex. My aunty didn't touch me again for like three months after she got back from camp. On the fourth month, the whole thing started again. One day, I told her I needed her help to open account, so I could be saving my money, "how much do you have that you need account for?" She asked. "Aunty, I have 28,000, but it doesn't matter the amount, a lot of my friends in school have bank accounts and it helps them save" I replied. On friday of that week, I didn't go to school, she took me to go open the account and the next week, I went to deposit N350,000, in my account and the business continued.
I had expected my aunty to ask me why I was collecting money from sister Margaret, but she didn't, I guess she wasn't told. The whole thing continued and I got used to it, my money was growing rapidly and I was still looking for ways to make my aunty pay for everything. She started it all, took away my virginity and made me see myself as a tool. I know that what I was doing to Sister Margaret's daughter was wrong, but I had no remorse, I cared less. If her mother could do such to another woman's daughter, then her child deserves to go through the same thing.
One fateful Saturday evening, I was walking down to the kitchen to make dinner, when I saw her again, that same lady that fasted with my aunty months ago, she was seated alone in the parlour reading her bible. I decided to go and say hi to her, "good evening ma. Have you seen aunty or should I go and call her for you?" "Don't worry yourself nne, she was here with me, she only went to get something from her room. How are you?" "Am fine ma. You look so very pretty, please, can I get your number? I would love to be your friend" I said boldly. Then she laughed out loud and looked at me in awe, "Wow! This is the first time someone your age has asked to be my friend, am flattered. Okay, get your phone let me input my number for you" I ran upstairs to get my phone and ran back downstairs and saw sister Margaret and her daughter, removing their shoes at the door way, my heart skipped, I thought her mum had caught her stealing and found out she was giving the money to me for sex, but their reactions when they saw me, killed my fear. I heaved a sigh of relief.
Few hours later, I told my younger sister to go downstairs and watch television that I wanted to discus in private with sister Margaret's daughter, she gladly ran out of the room. Then I locked the door, collected the money she brought, threw it into my wardrobe and grabbed her. We started kissing passionately and speedily got naked. We got on the bed and positioned ourselves in the 69 way, she wasn't that good at sucking then so I told her to stop sucking and feel how I suck her, so as to learn. She kept moaning so loudly that I would stop and tell her to reduce her voice, she will nod and before long, she starts to moan again.
As I raised my head from her vagina to tell her once again to reduce her voice, her mum knocked heavily on the door and shouted, "will you girls open this door this minute before I break it down?"....
To be continues
_The emergence of Amaka!!!!!_
When we got to sister Margaret's house, she and her family welcomed us with cheerfulness and open arms. Her husband was so very nice, with her children. The oldest is my age mate, we were made to feel at home and I was told to sleep in the same room with her first daughter, while my sister sleeps with the others. That same night, after we had settled down, sister Margaret called me into the kitchen and kissed me passionately then said, "I have been waiting all day to do this, you are just so fresh and sweet, I can't resist you. I wish you would live with me forever" I didn't say a word, I turned and walked out of the kitchen furious. Why is this woman acting like this? How would she feel if someone does this to her daughter? Then an evil thought crossed my mind.
At midnight, I woke her daughter up and lied to her that I was having nightmare, she told me to pray over it and go back to sleep, but I didn't, instead, I started crying. "Haaaa! Amaka why are you crying na? It's just a nightmare, oya let's pray together and sleep" she said. "I have already prayed before waking you up. I just need someone to hug me and massage my back. I miss my mum so much" I burst into another bout of tears and cried heavily, she was looking concerned and confused, then she moved close to me and gave me a hug, I held her tight and refused to let go, "can you kiss me?" "Ofcourse" She pecked me on the cheek, I shook my head and said, "no, not that type of kiss, I want the real kiss please" she moved away from me, turned on the light and stared at me in shock. "Kiss you on the lips? That's totally wrong. You are a girl. I can only kiss a guy but never a girl o. No no no" I walked up to her and told her to try me and see the difference between a guy and a girl. "A guy will kiss you and it will finally lead to pregnancy but I will kiss you and you will never get in trouble" it took me almost an hour to convince her, before she finally gave in. In less than two hours, I did to her exactly what my aunty and her mum did to me, except the carrot, because there was no carrot in their house then, so I used my fingers, surprisingly, she wasn't a virgin.
That was how I started fucking sister Margaret's daughter and sister Margaret was also fucking me any chance she gets. None of them knew I was fucking the other. On the third day we were to go home, she begged me for a goodbye fuck, I told her to bring N50,000, she begged and begged but I refused, then she went to her wardrobe and brought out all she had, which was N48,000. I collected it and fucked her, we were done and I was in the bathroom when her mum came looking for me. I knew she wanted to fuck me as well, so I walked into her room and instead of waiting for her to kiss me, I kissed her. She was so dumbfounded, that was when I gave her my terms, "I will not do this for free anymore, if you want to have sex with me then you must pay me" she laughed and said, "pay you for sex, are you a prostitute? Don't reduce yourself to such a thing. If there's anything you need just mention it, I will buy it for you" I refused and made to walk out of the room but she held me back and asked how much it will cost her, I told her to give me a hundred thousand naira, she screamed and said she can only afford N10,000, I stood my ground, at the end, she gave me N50,000 and used my body for her pleasure, as usual.
And that was how I started collecting money from her daughter and her, even after we went back home, her daughter started to frequent our house and bring me money for sex, while her mum looks for every excuse to get me to her house for paid sex. My aunty didn't touch me again for like three months after she got back from camp. On the fourth month, the whole thing started again. One day, I told her I needed her help to open account, so I could be saving my money, "how much do you have that you need account for?" She asked. "Aunty, I have 28,000, but it doesn't matter the amount, a lot of my friends in school have bank accounts and it helps them save" I replied. On friday of that week, I didn't go to school, she took me to go open the account and the next week, I went to deposit N350,000, in my account and the business continued.
I had expected my aunty to ask me why I was collecting money from sister Margaret, but she didn't, I guess she wasn't told. The whole thing continued and I got used to it, my money was growing rapidly and I was still looking for ways to make my aunty pay for everything. She started it all, took away my virginity and made me see myself as a tool. I know that what I was doing to Sister Margaret's daughter was wrong, but I had no remorse, I cared less. If her mother could do such to another woman's daughter, then her child deserves to go through the same thing.
One fateful Saturday evening, I was walking down to the kitchen to make dinner, when I saw her again, that same lady that fasted with my aunty months ago, she was seated alone in the parlour reading her bible. I decided to go and say hi to her, "good evening ma. Have you seen aunty or should I go and call her for you?" "Don't worry yourself nne, she was here with me, she only went to get something from her room. How are you?" "Am fine ma. You look so very pretty, please, can I get your number? I would love to be your friend" I said boldly. Then she laughed out loud and looked at me in awe, "Wow! This is the first time someone your age has asked to be my friend, am flattered. Okay, get your phone let me input my number for you" I ran upstairs to get my phone and ran back downstairs and saw sister Margaret and her daughter, removing their shoes at the door way, my heart skipped, I thought her mum had caught her stealing and found out she was giving the money to me for sex, but their reactions when they saw me, killed my fear. I heaved a sigh of relief.
Few hours later, I told my younger sister to go downstairs and watch television that I wanted to discus in private with sister Margaret's daughter, she gladly ran out of the room. Then I locked the door, collected the money she brought, threw it into my wardrobe and grabbed her. We started kissing passionately and speedily got naked. We got on the bed and positioned ourselves in the 69 way, she wasn't that good at sucking then so I told her to stop sucking and feel how I suck her, so as to learn. She kept moaning so loudly that I would stop and tell her to reduce her voice, she will nod and before long, she starts to moan again.
As I raised my head from her vagina to tell her once again to reduce her voice, her mum knocked heavily on the door and shouted, "will you girls open this door this minute before I break it down?"....
To be continues
BROKEN (EPISODE 8)
Broken. Episode 8!
I was still thinking to myself, when my aunty walked up to us, lifted my top and both of them began to suck my nipples, side by side. I felt so disgusted, but totally helpless. Not having any power over them made my hatred for them increase, especially for my aunty that allowed such. I was already starting to get used to her molestation, but bringing another person in was the greatest shock of my life, next to her using carrot on me. I stood still without any form of struggle and allowed them have a field day on my breasts.
Sister Margaret pulled away from me and undressed herself, I was so surprised, because my aunty never did so. She took my hand and placed on her flat, wrinkled breast, "Nne touch me. Squeeze my nipples very hard, mmmm, you are so sweet and fresh" she said as she pressed my right hand tightly on her left breast. My aunty was still busy sucking my nipple and moaning, while rubbing my pussy through the light fabric night short I was putting on. After a while, she pulled it off completely and made me lay on the bed, then she spread my legs so wide and began sucking my pussy, while sister Margaret put her nipple in my mouth and told me to suck hard. Things were happening so fast, I closed my eyes and sucked on, thinking of my younger sister that was yet to be brought to the house but I was already paying for her to come live with us. I knew I had no other choice, so I decided to swallow my pains and play along, but I knew that one day, I would really make my aunty pay, for messing me up this way.
After about an hour of fingering, sucking, kissing and massaging me, they left me. I laid on the bed for another hour before I went to have my bath. I didn't hear from them again until I got hungry later in the evening and decided to go make noodles, that was when I saw her, my aunt's best friend, they were praying together, she was looking so pretty and an evil thought crossed my mind, I knew what I had to do, my pay back plan was about to fall in place, but I needed to get my sister here first before devising my strategy and carrying it out secretly. I was almost half way into the kitchen, when I heard my name, "Amaka, Nne biko, bring out the soup from the freezer and microwave it, then make semo for us, we just ended our 6-6 fasting and we are very hungry. Make much, so you keep for your uncle, to avoid making another one when he gets back" my aunty said. I didn't reply, but she knew I heard her.
Two days later, my uncle came back with my sister, Kai, my joy knew no bounds, I couldn't stop hugging her, she was crying profusely, looking so tattered and worn out. She had marks all over her body and cuts from excessive flogging. I kept turning her around to look at various parts of her body. "Amy, you look beautiful and very fresh. Are you going out, this one you are wearing this fine gown?" She asked me, my heart broke into pieces, but I held myself from crying, I needed to be strong for her, "haba nne, this is not even my outing cloth, it's my house cloth. Don't worry, you are here now, you will start looking fresh and wearing nice clothes just like this one, okay?" I comforted her, she cleaned her eyes and nodded happily, then I took her into my room and told her to freshen up and wait for me, while I go get her something to eat.
I went into the kitchen, closed the door and let out my own tears. I realized I had to fully surrender my body to my aunty and any other person(s) she wishes to bring, for the sake of my sister. Only God knows what my brothers are going through, I thought to myself and right there, at that moment, in that kitchen, I made up my mind to bring my siblings back together, I was almost 17 and the oldest, I felt it was my duty and I would use what I have, to get all that we would need to survive.
That was the beginning of my evil plans. Days and weeks passed, nobody laid hands on me, my sister was enrolled into my school. My aunty bought new clothes for her, even bought her a phone, she was so happy and was starting to look good and healthy. My aunty was very busy with her church activities and planning for their camp. One Sunday, after church, she called my sister and I, into the sitting room, her husband was there, then she said, "Amaka why didn't you tell me tomorrow is your birthday? You will be 17 tomorrow and you kept it from your best aunty?" Did this idiot just call herself my best aunty? Oh wow! Splendid, I thought to myself, before replying, "Aunty, please am sorry, don't be angry, I didn't even remember it sef?" " No worries, we already have something planned out, I will buy you a cake and you will mark it in school with your friends, while I invite the pastor and some members of the church to pray for you okay?" I nodded and she continued, "your uncle and I, will be travelling to Ogun state for a 3 days camping retreat, so on thursday, we will drop both of you off at sister Margaret's house so you go to school from there, she's not going camping this year" she finished.
Few days later, we were on our way to sister Margaret's house...
To be continued. tomorrow
I was still thinking to myself, when my aunty walked up to us, lifted my top and both of them began to suck my nipples, side by side. I felt so disgusted, but totally helpless. Not having any power over them made my hatred for them increase, especially for my aunty that allowed such. I was already starting to get used to her molestation, but bringing another person in was the greatest shock of my life, next to her using carrot on me. I stood still without any form of struggle and allowed them have a field day on my breasts.
Sister Margaret pulled away from me and undressed herself, I was so surprised, because my aunty never did so. She took my hand and placed on her flat, wrinkled breast, "Nne touch me. Squeeze my nipples very hard, mmmm, you are so sweet and fresh" she said as she pressed my right hand tightly on her left breast. My aunty was still busy sucking my nipple and moaning, while rubbing my pussy through the light fabric night short I was putting on. After a while, she pulled it off completely and made me lay on the bed, then she spread my legs so wide and began sucking my pussy, while sister Margaret put her nipple in my mouth and told me to suck hard. Things were happening so fast, I closed my eyes and sucked on, thinking of my younger sister that was yet to be brought to the house but I was already paying for her to come live with us. I knew I had no other choice, so I decided to swallow my pains and play along, but I knew that one day, I would really make my aunty pay, for messing me up this way.
After about an hour of fingering, sucking, kissing and massaging me, they left me. I laid on the bed for another hour before I went to have my bath. I didn't hear from them again until I got hungry later in the evening and decided to go make noodles, that was when I saw her, my aunt's best friend, they were praying together, she was looking so pretty and an evil thought crossed my mind, I knew what I had to do, my pay back plan was about to fall in place, but I needed to get my sister here first before devising my strategy and carrying it out secretly. I was almost half way into the kitchen, when I heard my name, "Amaka, Nne biko, bring out the soup from the freezer and microwave it, then make semo for us, we just ended our 6-6 fasting and we are very hungry. Make much, so you keep for your uncle, to avoid making another one when he gets back" my aunty said. I didn't reply, but she knew I heard her.
Two days later, my uncle came back with my sister, Kai, my joy knew no bounds, I couldn't stop hugging her, she was crying profusely, looking so tattered and worn out. She had marks all over her body and cuts from excessive flogging. I kept turning her around to look at various parts of her body. "Amy, you look beautiful and very fresh. Are you going out, this one you are wearing this fine gown?" She asked me, my heart broke into pieces, but I held myself from crying, I needed to be strong for her, "haba nne, this is not even my outing cloth, it's my house cloth. Don't worry, you are here now, you will start looking fresh and wearing nice clothes just like this one, okay?" I comforted her, she cleaned her eyes and nodded happily, then I took her into my room and told her to freshen up and wait for me, while I go get her something to eat.
I went into the kitchen, closed the door and let out my own tears. I realized I had to fully surrender my body to my aunty and any other person(s) she wishes to bring, for the sake of my sister. Only God knows what my brothers are going through, I thought to myself and right there, at that moment, in that kitchen, I made up my mind to bring my siblings back together, I was almost 17 and the oldest, I felt it was my duty and I would use what I have, to get all that we would need to survive.
That was the beginning of my evil plans. Days and weeks passed, nobody laid hands on me, my sister was enrolled into my school. My aunty bought new clothes for her, even bought her a phone, she was so happy and was starting to look good and healthy. My aunty was very busy with her church activities and planning for their camp. One Sunday, after church, she called my sister and I, into the sitting room, her husband was there, then she said, "Amaka why didn't you tell me tomorrow is your birthday? You will be 17 tomorrow and you kept it from your best aunty?" Did this idiot just call herself my best aunty? Oh wow! Splendid, I thought to myself, before replying, "Aunty, please am sorry, don't be angry, I didn't even remember it sef?" " No worries, we already have something planned out, I will buy you a cake and you will mark it in school with your friends, while I invite the pastor and some members of the church to pray for you okay?" I nodded and she continued, "your uncle and I, will be travelling to Ogun state for a 3 days camping retreat, so on thursday, we will drop both of you off at sister Margaret's house so you go to school from there, she's not going camping this year" she finished.
Few days later, we were on our way to sister Margaret's house...
To be continued. tomorrow
BROKEN (EPISODE 7)
Broken. Episode 7!
She turned to me and told me to stop crying, that everything will be alright, then she hugged me tightly and we walked out of the hospital to get a cab. When we got home, she took me into her bathroom and bathed me, she took special care on my vagina and washed it properly, without doing anything nasty. When she was done, she got warm water with a towel and massaged it and told me to clean my body and go lay on her bed. I did as I was told, I didn't know when I fell asleep, until she woke me up to eat.
As I was eating, she began talking to me about what happened, "Nne, am truly sorry for what happened yesterday, but it's for your own good. You need this now more than ever and am the only one that can do it for you. I love you so much and I would never intentionally hurt you in any way. Am sorry, you went through so much pains, and I assure you that the next time, won't be painful, that's when you will start enjoying it, okay?" She finished. "It's okay Aunty, I understand. What we should be worried about now is what to tell Uncle, he seemed furious earlier and am sure he won't let this go until he gets to the root of it" I replied. She laughed and told me to forget about her husband, that she will handle him, and incase he tries to talk to me about it, that I should never say a word, "he is a man and he will want me to handle everything while he offers his full support, don't even think about it". I nodded in confusion, as I remembered what she told me earlier about next time. Does it mean she will do this to me again? I couldn't help but ask.
"Aunty, you said next time won't be this painful, I don't understand, is there going to be a next time?" "Ofcourse, my baby. We are lovers now and we will always make love anytime we want it. You were a virgin, that was why the first time was painful, the next one won't be painful and there won't be any need for carrot again. Try and get some more rest. Pastor Philip and sis Margaret will be coming over by 5pm to pray for you. He called earlier that my husband told him what happened" I said okay and she left the room.
Later in the evening, the Pastor came, prayed for me and gave me counsel. Sister Margaret was with him. She is also a member of the prayer warriors in church, which my aunty is the leader. She is a very rich lady, married to an oil tycoon and they have four children. Two of her kids attends the same school with me. She told my aunty that she will be coming to see me every evening to talk to me until am healed, so that what happened to me won't mar me, my aunty agreed.
The next day, I didn't go to school, I stayed at home as my aunty instructed. She told me to rest for a week before I resume school again. I didn't do any house chores, my aunty did everything and even brought me breakfast on bed. I was still eating breakfast when I heard a car drive into the compound, I looked out through my window, it was Sis Margaret, I was surprised. I remembered she said she would always come around in the evenings, I wondered what was doing here by this time. Shortly after, she walked into the room with my aunty, with an olive oil in hand.
"Good morning ma!" I greeted her, "morning, my love. How are you feeling this morning?" "I feel better now" I replied. "Very good. I know you are a strong girl, now come and give me a hug" she said, as she dropped the olive oil she was holding and spread out her hands. I got up and reluctantly hugged her. My aunty stood there smiling at us. Sis Margaret held on to me longer than I expected and I began to wonder when she would release her hold on me, but instead, she turned my face and kissed me on the lips, I tried to push her away, but she held on to me, then my aunty said "haba Amaka, stop fighting it, release your mind and relax your body to enjoy it, kiss her back and don't force it" I stopped trying to break free and stood still, while sis Margaret kissed me all over, from my lips to my ears, down to my neck.
I didn't understand what was going on, I thought my aunty said she won't allow anyone to touch me, why then is she watching sis Margaret kiss and fondle my breasts this way? I was still thinking to myself when my aunty walked up to us, lifted my top and both of them began to...
To continued ☹when ever am free again..... ☹
She turned to me and told me to stop crying, that everything will be alright, then she hugged me tightly and we walked out of the hospital to get a cab. When we got home, she took me into her bathroom and bathed me, she took special care on my vagina and washed it properly, without doing anything nasty. When she was done, she got warm water with a towel and massaged it and told me to clean my body and go lay on her bed. I did as I was told, I didn't know when I fell asleep, until she woke me up to eat.
As I was eating, she began talking to me about what happened, "Nne, am truly sorry for what happened yesterday, but it's for your own good. You need this now more than ever and am the only one that can do it for you. I love you so much and I would never intentionally hurt you in any way. Am sorry, you went through so much pains, and I assure you that the next time, won't be painful, that's when you will start enjoying it, okay?" She finished. "It's okay Aunty, I understand. What we should be worried about now is what to tell Uncle, he seemed furious earlier and am sure he won't let this go until he gets to the root of it" I replied. She laughed and told me to forget about her husband, that she will handle him, and incase he tries to talk to me about it, that I should never say a word, "he is a man and he will want me to handle everything while he offers his full support, don't even think about it". I nodded in confusion, as I remembered what she told me earlier about next time. Does it mean she will do this to me again? I couldn't help but ask.
"Aunty, you said next time won't be this painful, I don't understand, is there going to be a next time?" "Ofcourse, my baby. We are lovers now and we will always make love anytime we want it. You were a virgin, that was why the first time was painful, the next one won't be painful and there won't be any need for carrot again. Try and get some more rest. Pastor Philip and sis Margaret will be coming over by 5pm to pray for you. He called earlier that my husband told him what happened" I said okay and she left the room.
Later in the evening, the Pastor came, prayed for me and gave me counsel. Sister Margaret was with him. She is also a member of the prayer warriors in church, which my aunty is the leader. She is a very rich lady, married to an oil tycoon and they have four children. Two of her kids attends the same school with me. She told my aunty that she will be coming to see me every evening to talk to me until am healed, so that what happened to me won't mar me, my aunty agreed.
The next day, I didn't go to school, I stayed at home as my aunty instructed. She told me to rest for a week before I resume school again. I didn't do any house chores, my aunty did everything and even brought me breakfast on bed. I was still eating breakfast when I heard a car drive into the compound, I looked out through my window, it was Sis Margaret, I was surprised. I remembered she said she would always come around in the evenings, I wondered what was doing here by this time. Shortly after, she walked into the room with my aunty, with an olive oil in hand.
"Good morning ma!" I greeted her, "morning, my love. How are you feeling this morning?" "I feel better now" I replied. "Very good. I know you are a strong girl, now come and give me a hug" she said, as she dropped the olive oil she was holding and spread out her hands. I got up and reluctantly hugged her. My aunty stood there smiling at us. Sis Margaret held on to me longer than I expected and I began to wonder when she would release her hold on me, but instead, she turned my face and kissed me on the lips, I tried to push her away, but she held on to me, then my aunty said "haba Amaka, stop fighting it, release your mind and relax your body to enjoy it, kiss her back and don't force it" I stopped trying to break free and stood still, while sis Margaret kissed me all over, from my lips to my ears, down to my neck.
I didn't understand what was going on, I thought my aunty said she won't allow anyone to touch me, why then is she watching sis Margaret kiss and fondle my breasts this way? I was still thinking to myself when my aunty walked up to us, lifted my top and both of them began to...
To continued ☹when ever am free again..... ☹
BROKEN (EPISOSE 6)
Broken. Episode 6!
Lick my vagina with her mouth, the whole thing felt so awkward, I tried to act like it was normal but I couldn't, so I sat up and told her to stop, that it was disgusting and strange to put her mouth where I pee from. She started laughing and told me to relax, that putting mouth on my vagina is one of the greatest gifts a woman can get in life and a lot of women crave and beg for it, but they don't get it, so I should thank God that she is giving it to me on a platter of gold because of the love she has for me and I shouldn't take it for granted. After explaining, she positioned me properly again and put her mouth there and began to suck me hungrily.
I didn't feel anything, because of my mindset at that time, I was being forced and the whole thing made me feel like throwing up. She told me not to tell anyone, because they will not understand and be jealous of our love, I nodded and closed my eyes. Then I felt something pierce my vagina opening, I opened my eyes and shifted uncomfortably, I sat up and saw that she was holding a carrot and was trying to put it inside of me, that was when I started crying and begging her to stop, but she refused, I shouted and screamed, but no one heard me. I begged her with the name of God and Jesus that she respected so much, but she refused and kept hurting me with the carrot until she had gotten more than half of it into my vagina, then she went ahead to twist and thrust it inside of me, while using her left hand to massage my breast. It hurt so much. Nothing had ever hurt me like that before, that was when my hatred for her started.
When she finished, she cleaned me up and told me not to tell anyone, that she loves me so much and even if I tell anyone, no one will believe me.
That night, I became sick, my stomach, private part and legs hurt so much. I couldn't sleep. The next morning, I was hot and shivering badly, I couldn't even stand very well, my uncle saw me trying to balance myself on the kitchen door as not to fall. He quickly ran to me and was shocked as he touched my arm.
"Amaka, God, you are burning. What's wrong with you?" He asked. I tried to speak, but words failed me. He called out to his wife, then carried me out, into his car and was about driving out when his wife rushed out and joined us in the car. We headed straight to the hospital. At the hospital, the doctor asked how I was feeling, when I started feeling sick and the parts of my body that ached. After I answered, the next question she asked was, "did anybody forcefully touch your private part?" Before I could answer, my aunty answered, "No! She is well taken care of and we protect her so much".
The doctor asked me to go to the laboratory for tests. The tests proved that I had been molested, they even found some particles of blood on my pant, I didn't have the strength to shower after what she did to me the last night. My uncle was shocked, he kept asking me who put hands on me, I could see the fire in his eyes, "who did this to you, Amaka? I swear to God who made me, I will make the evil bloody bastard pay so dearly for this. Who the hell put hands on you?" He asked again as he shook me very hard to reply him. I started crying, then my aunty intervened. "Honey, please, do not worry yourself. I must find out the truth from her, you can see she is still shaken up and rattled. Just go to work, you are already running late. Give us money for cab, when you get home later, we will sort it all out" he said okay, handed some money over to her, hugged me and left...
To be continued .🚶🏻♀🚶🏻♀🚶🏻♀🚶🏻♀🚶🏻♀🚶🏻♀
Lick my vagina with her mouth, the whole thing felt so awkward, I tried to act like it was normal but I couldn't, so I sat up and told her to stop, that it was disgusting and strange to put her mouth where I pee from. She started laughing and told me to relax, that putting mouth on my vagina is one of the greatest gifts a woman can get in life and a lot of women crave and beg for it, but they don't get it, so I should thank God that she is giving it to me on a platter of gold because of the love she has for me and I shouldn't take it for granted. After explaining, she positioned me properly again and put her mouth there and began to suck me hungrily.
I didn't feel anything, because of my mindset at that time, I was being forced and the whole thing made me feel like throwing up. She told me not to tell anyone, because they will not understand and be jealous of our love, I nodded and closed my eyes. Then I felt something pierce my vagina opening, I opened my eyes and shifted uncomfortably, I sat up and saw that she was holding a carrot and was trying to put it inside of me, that was when I started crying and begging her to stop, but she refused, I shouted and screamed, but no one heard me. I begged her with the name of God and Jesus that she respected so much, but she refused and kept hurting me with the carrot until she had gotten more than half of it into my vagina, then she went ahead to twist and thrust it inside of me, while using her left hand to massage my breast. It hurt so much. Nothing had ever hurt me like that before, that was when my hatred for her started.
When she finished, she cleaned me up and told me not to tell anyone, that she loves me so much and even if I tell anyone, no one will believe me.
That night, I became sick, my stomach, private part and legs hurt so much. I couldn't sleep. The next morning, I was hot and shivering badly, I couldn't even stand very well, my uncle saw me trying to balance myself on the kitchen door as not to fall. He quickly ran to me and was shocked as he touched my arm.
"Amaka, God, you are burning. What's wrong with you?" He asked. I tried to speak, but words failed me. He called out to his wife, then carried me out, into his car and was about driving out when his wife rushed out and joined us in the car. We headed straight to the hospital. At the hospital, the doctor asked how I was feeling, when I started feeling sick and the parts of my body that ached. After I answered, the next question she asked was, "did anybody forcefully touch your private part?" Before I could answer, my aunty answered, "No! She is well taken care of and we protect her so much".
The doctor asked me to go to the laboratory for tests. The tests proved that I had been molested, they even found some particles of blood on my pant, I didn't have the strength to shower after what she did to me the last night. My uncle was shocked, he kept asking me who put hands on me, I could see the fire in his eyes, "who did this to you, Amaka? I swear to God who made me, I will make the evil bloody bastard pay so dearly for this. Who the hell put hands on you?" He asked again as he shook me very hard to reply him. I started crying, then my aunty intervened. "Honey, please, do not worry yourself. I must find out the truth from her, you can see she is still shaken up and rattled. Just go to work, you are already running late. Give us money for cab, when you get home later, we will sort it all out" he said okay, handed some money over to her, hugged me and left...
To be continued .🚶🏻♀🚶🏻♀🚶🏻♀🚶🏻♀🚶🏻♀🚶🏻♀
BROKEN (EPISODE 5)
Broken. Episode 5!
She started sucking my left nipple and using her right hand to massage my the right one, she kept at it for almost 5 minutes, then she stopped and looked me in the eyes, "are you enjoying it? Tell me you are, please" she spoke. I shook my head and replied, "no, Aunty. I am not enjoying it" I replied. She smiled, "I understand how you feel, I felt the same way too during my first time. That's why I don't want to rush you. Don't worry, with time, you will get used to it" she said, as she went back to sucking my nipples and moaning at the same time.
After a while, she did what she hasn't done before, she pulled up my gown and touched my vagina through my panties, I flinched and moved back, at that moment, I heard the voice of her husband calling out her name from the hall way, she quickly stopped, adjusted her dress and picked up her purse and bible, "honey, we will meet you downstairs shortly, am helping Amaka to fix up something" she replied back at him. She helped me hook up my bra and zipped up my gown, then gave me a very long kiss and a hug, after which we headed out to join her husband in the car for church.
She was the leader of the prayer warriors in church. People send prayer points and requests to her. She was honoured as much as they honoured the pastor of the church and her husband was very proud of her. She doesn't go a week without fasting. One time, she made me fast, because I slept off during night prayer, that was before she started molesting me.
Four hours later, we were back from church and headed into the kitchen to cook, when I sat down on the kitchen stool to slice the vegetables, she told me to go back upstairs and remove my panties, then come back into the kitchen and sit facing her, with my legs spread apart, that she wants to be looking into my vagina, as she cooks. I didn't argue, I ran upstairs and did exactly as she said. I was determined to do anything to make sure my younger sister was safe and sound with me, where I could watch over her, even if it meant allowing my Aunty do evil things to my body.
Later that sunday evening, her husband went out and she called me into her bedroom, undressed me and told me to lie down on the bed. Note that while all this was going on, she never undressed nor asked me to touch her, she was always fully clothed. It was as if she was using my body for some kind of experiment.
She brought out baby oil, sprinkled it on my body and began to massage me. Starting from my shoulders to every other part of my body. She paid extra attention to my breasts and my vagina. I noticed three pieces of carrot close to where the baby oil was. I kept wondering what she needed carrots for, could it be that she wanted us to eat it after the ritual she was performing on my body, or what? I thought to myself. The next thing I heard was, "nne, close your eyes. Think of the most amazing place you would like to be. Feel this moment, release yourself and let go of your fears, trust me. I love you so much and would never hurt you. One day, you would thank God I did this to you, and not some stupid guy that doesn't deserve you. My treasure" she said.
Like a sheep about to be slaughtered, I closed my eyes and tried to think of an 'amazing' place. But the only thing that came to my mind was my parents, telling us wonderful stories. I pictured my mum's lovely smile and my dad's fearless eyes, how I wished they were still alive. I snapped back to reality when I felt her spreading my legs apart, then placed a pillow underneath me and positioned me well on it, the next thing I knew, she knelt in between my legs and bent down, staring hard at my vagina, I thought she was looking for something, only for her to put her mouth on it and began to...
To be continued.
She started sucking my left nipple and using her right hand to massage my the right one, she kept at it for almost 5 minutes, then she stopped and looked me in the eyes, "are you enjoying it? Tell me you are, please" she spoke. I shook my head and replied, "no, Aunty. I am not enjoying it" I replied. She smiled, "I understand how you feel, I felt the same way too during my first time. That's why I don't want to rush you. Don't worry, with time, you will get used to it" she said, as she went back to sucking my nipples and moaning at the same time.
After a while, she did what she hasn't done before, she pulled up my gown and touched my vagina through my panties, I flinched and moved back, at that moment, I heard the voice of her husband calling out her name from the hall way, she quickly stopped, adjusted her dress and picked up her purse and bible, "honey, we will meet you downstairs shortly, am helping Amaka to fix up something" she replied back at him. She helped me hook up my bra and zipped up my gown, then gave me a very long kiss and a hug, after which we headed out to join her husband in the car for church.
She was the leader of the prayer warriors in church. People send prayer points and requests to her. She was honoured as much as they honoured the pastor of the church and her husband was very proud of her. She doesn't go a week without fasting. One time, she made me fast, because I slept off during night prayer, that was before she started molesting me.
Four hours later, we were back from church and headed into the kitchen to cook, when I sat down on the kitchen stool to slice the vegetables, she told me to go back upstairs and remove my panties, then come back into the kitchen and sit facing her, with my legs spread apart, that she wants to be looking into my vagina, as she cooks. I didn't argue, I ran upstairs and did exactly as she said. I was determined to do anything to make sure my younger sister was safe and sound with me, where I could watch over her, even if it meant allowing my Aunty do evil things to my body.
Later that sunday evening, her husband went out and she called me into her bedroom, undressed me and told me to lie down on the bed. Note that while all this was going on, she never undressed nor asked me to touch her, she was always fully clothed. It was as if she was using my body for some kind of experiment.
She brought out baby oil, sprinkled it on my body and began to massage me. Starting from my shoulders to every other part of my body. She paid extra attention to my breasts and my vagina. I noticed three pieces of carrot close to where the baby oil was. I kept wondering what she needed carrots for, could it be that she wanted us to eat it after the ritual she was performing on my body, or what? I thought to myself. The next thing I heard was, "nne, close your eyes. Think of the most amazing place you would like to be. Feel this moment, release yourself and let go of your fears, trust me. I love you so much and would never hurt you. One day, you would thank God I did this to you, and not some stupid guy that doesn't deserve you. My treasure" she said.
Like a sheep about to be slaughtered, I closed my eyes and tried to think of an 'amazing' place. But the only thing that came to my mind was my parents, telling us wonderful stories. I pictured my mum's lovely smile and my dad's fearless eyes, how I wished they were still alive. I snapped back to reality when I felt her spreading my legs apart, then placed a pillow underneath me and positioned me well on it, the next thing I knew, she knelt in between my legs and bent down, staring hard at my vagina, I thought she was looking for something, only for her to put her mouth on it and began to...
To be continued.
BROKEN (EPISODE 4)
Broken. Episode 4!
As soon as the door closed behind her, I started crying heavily. I didn't know what to do, I thought of confiding in my best friend, but what could she do? She was only 15 years old. After crying profusely for an hour, I cleaned my eyes and went to prepare dinner. It wasn't long, when I heard my uncle drive into the compound, I stood staring at him through the kitchen window as he got out of his car and walked into the house and straight into the kitchen.
"Good evening, Uncle". I greeted him as he made his way to the fridge to get water, he drank a little and kept it back, before responding to my greeting, "Ehen, Amaka. How are you doing? Your eyes look swollen, have you been crying?" He asked, walking up to me, with his eyes fixed on mine. "No, am fine. I was just crying earlier because of my sister", I said. "What happened to her, hope she's okay? Tell me everything ". Then I started crying again, I was so emotional, that words failed me, I didn't know where to begin from and also knew I dared not tell him what his wife told me. I kept crying until he got closer to me, gave me a hug and used the kitchen towel lying close to the sink to wipe my tears. I felt so uncomfortable with the way he held me, I was also scared that my aunty could walk in and misinterprete the situation. As if he knew what I was thinking, he moved back and said, "Nne, I hate to see girls cry. It pierces my heart. You are like a sister to me, tell me what hurts you and I promise to make it go away, I need you to be happy for us".
I thought about what he said briefly, after which I opened up to him and told him everything, but I didn't mention that I had already discussed it with his wife. After I finished talking, he laughed and said, "Haba, is that why you have been moody lately? I notice everything in this house but I choose not to talk because your aunty is closer to you than I am. But anyways, worry not and wipe your tears, today is Saturday, I will make sure your sister gets here before Wednesday next week, okay? Cheer up and be your usual self, this is a minor issue", I couldn't believe my ears, it felt like I was dreaming, I ran to him and gave him a hug, then he left the kitchen. My joy knew no bounds, I danced the rest of the night till it was bed time. I didn't set eyes on my Aunty again that night until the next day. Her fellowship starts by 6pm and ends by 9pm, she gets home by past 10pm or there about.
I was saying my morning prayer very early the next morning, when she walked into my room, dragged me up and slapped me twice, "Are you crazy? Where do you think you are? So after the conversation we had, you still had the guts to talk to my husband about it. You know what? Fine. Pack up your things this minute, you are going back to the village, you ungrateful witch", she threw some money at me and told me it was my transport fare back to the village and she doesn't want to ever set eyes on me again. At that moment, I knew I had lost, she has finally broken me, I had no other choice than to give in to whatever evil desires she craves. I immediately knelt down and held her legs, "Aunty please, don't do this to me, I was crying when your husband walked in on me and made me tell him what the problem was. Don't throw me out like this, you are the only one I have. I will do whatever you say, please aunty", I kept crying and begging until she pulled me up and hugged me.
She apologised for slapping me and told me to clean my eyes and keep the money for myself, she kissed me on the lips and assured me my sister would join us soon, then she walked out.
I sat down on the bed, replaying what just happened in my head. I knelt down again and prayed to God to let His will be done in my life. 30 minutes later, she called me to get ready for church, that she doesn't want to be late. I quickly showered and was dressing up when she came in again, dressed and ready for church, she locked the door and said, "Nne, please I need to feel you a little before we go", she unzipped my gown and unhooked my bra, then turned me towards her...
To be continued.
As soon as the door closed behind her, I started crying heavily. I didn't know what to do, I thought of confiding in my best friend, but what could she do? She was only 15 years old. After crying profusely for an hour, I cleaned my eyes and went to prepare dinner. It wasn't long, when I heard my uncle drive into the compound, I stood staring at him through the kitchen window as he got out of his car and walked into the house and straight into the kitchen.
"Good evening, Uncle". I greeted him as he made his way to the fridge to get water, he drank a little and kept it back, before responding to my greeting, "Ehen, Amaka. How are you doing? Your eyes look swollen, have you been crying?" He asked, walking up to me, with his eyes fixed on mine. "No, am fine. I was just crying earlier because of my sister", I said. "What happened to her, hope she's okay? Tell me everything ". Then I started crying again, I was so emotional, that words failed me, I didn't know where to begin from and also knew I dared not tell him what his wife told me. I kept crying until he got closer to me, gave me a hug and used the kitchen towel lying close to the sink to wipe my tears. I felt so uncomfortable with the way he held me, I was also scared that my aunty could walk in and misinterprete the situation. As if he knew what I was thinking, he moved back and said, "Nne, I hate to see girls cry. It pierces my heart. You are like a sister to me, tell me what hurts you and I promise to make it go away, I need you to be happy for us".
I thought about what he said briefly, after which I opened up to him and told him everything, but I didn't mention that I had already discussed it with his wife. After I finished talking, he laughed and said, "Haba, is that why you have been moody lately? I notice everything in this house but I choose not to talk because your aunty is closer to you than I am. But anyways, worry not and wipe your tears, today is Saturday, I will make sure your sister gets here before Wednesday next week, okay? Cheer up and be your usual self, this is a minor issue", I couldn't believe my ears, it felt like I was dreaming, I ran to him and gave him a hug, then he left the kitchen. My joy knew no bounds, I danced the rest of the night till it was bed time. I didn't set eyes on my Aunty again that night until the next day. Her fellowship starts by 6pm and ends by 9pm, she gets home by past 10pm or there about.
I was saying my morning prayer very early the next morning, when she walked into my room, dragged me up and slapped me twice, "Are you crazy? Where do you think you are? So after the conversation we had, you still had the guts to talk to my husband about it. You know what? Fine. Pack up your things this minute, you are going back to the village, you ungrateful witch", she threw some money at me and told me it was my transport fare back to the village and she doesn't want to ever set eyes on me again. At that moment, I knew I had lost, she has finally broken me, I had no other choice than to give in to whatever evil desires she craves. I immediately knelt down and held her legs, "Aunty please, don't do this to me, I was crying when your husband walked in on me and made me tell him what the problem was. Don't throw me out like this, you are the only one I have. I will do whatever you say, please aunty", I kept crying and begging until she pulled me up and hugged me.
She apologised for slapping me and told me to clean my eyes and keep the money for myself, she kissed me on the lips and assured me my sister would join us soon, then she walked out.
I sat down on the bed, replaying what just happened in my head. I knelt down again and prayed to God to let His will be done in my life. 30 minutes later, she called me to get ready for church, that she doesn't want to be late. I quickly showered and was dressing up when she came in again, dressed and ready for church, she locked the door and said, "Nne, please I need to feel you a little before we go", she unzipped my gown and unhooked my bra, then turned me towards her...
To be continued.
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