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Buggy was in company of three other guys. I couldn’t place their faces, if they were present at my post wedding party or not. They each gave me a wry smile. I knew my life would be over very soon. Collins should have just killed and buried me, instead of making me go through the pain of gang rape. I knew he called them to have a taste of me – Something Collins told me; after which, I would be welcomed into his family.
“What nonsense family is that, Collins? You all are very sick! Come and untie me from here!” I screamed with the little strength I had left in me.
Collins didn’t care. “Don’t make things worse.” He said.
I started crying. “Collins please don’t do this to me.” I pleaded.
Collins turned a deaf ear, took a bite of an apple and offered some to his friends.
“Oh God, I promise, if this cup should pass me by, I will never ever have anything to do with Collins again. Please Lord, save my life.” I said a silent prayer admist tears and thought of the time I last prayed. “It’s been a very long time, mehn.” I muttered silently.
As I was lost in thought, I never noticed that Buggy had already undressed and began stroking his disfigured penis with cap like crushed snake head. He was uncircumcised. He approached me with an apple. He offered a bite, but I shook my head and turned it away. It infuriated him, just like Collins.
He threw away the apple in anger and quickly rushed to our wardrobe, brought out a lubricant and poured it all over my body. He leaned over me and started french kissing me. He spread my legs wide open and ate my pussy like a wild lion hungry for a prey. Yes I was buggy’s prey. Each lick felt like I was gnawed by a carnivore. Something that would have been a pleasure was a nightmare to me. Of all people, it was the scary Buggy.
My pussy was so sore and painful. Buggy continued with my exposed vulva and anus. He even tongue fucked my anus. He was dirty and horrible and scary like that. With the still little strength in me, I begged Collins to tell Buggy to let go of me. I begged him with everything he held dear to him. But he came closer to me and whispered, “You’ll just have to grin and bear him fuck you. If only you knew how lovely it is to behold.”
I cried and reminded Collins how happy we were the first time I came here. While I cried and begged Collins, Buggy didn’t even care. He was still busy licking my anus like it was the best part of a meal. Then, he proceeded to licking my body like the dog he was. Collins wasn’t moved a bit, even when suddenly, Buggy whipped me so hard! I let out a loud cry. He moaned softly as he grabbed my breast like a hungry infant. Buggy sucked my breast so hard, that I screamed in pain.
It seemed he derived joy when I screamed, because the way he shook when I screamed like a convulsing baby. He was sexually gratified when I screamed. That was his climax, his orgasm, so weird how he did it.
I was tired of crying and screaming in pains. I was already loosing my last strength when one of the guys brought out a drug already in a syringe from a box. With the little strength in me, I pleaded to know what they were about to inject into me. He just whispered that I should calm down, and that the whole process would be painless. I begged for my life like they owned it. Of course they really owned my life.
After I was injected with the content in the syringe, I passed out.
Few hours later, I woke up and found out that I had been untied and wrapped under a blanket. I tried to get up but I had pains all over my body. I had no friend to call for help. The sound of music blared from the speakers in the sitting room.
Then I stretched out my hand to unplug my phone from the socket. As I unlocked it, I saw fifteen missed calls from my mum and younger sister. A message popped up. It was from my younger sister, telling me that she would love to visit before going back to school. I quickly replied her text, not to come as Collins and I had gone for a business trip. I couldn’t allow my younger sister visit me in my husband’s house. Who knows? Collins could rape her in my presence or his cohort could gang rape her and make me watch my own younger sister suffer like me.
I shook my head and immediately my head ached. It felt like I was hit by a train. While I was in the midst of my thoughts, I heard a terrible laughter coming from the sitting room. I recognised it to be Collins and his friends. It was obvious they were still very much around.
I planned on escaping, otherwise, who knew what they would do to me once they realised I was awake? I gathered the little strength in me, picked my purse that had my ATM cards in it and a little money in case of necessity. I tiptoed towards the back door with my slippers held tight to my chest, my phone and my purse held tight under my arms as I made my way towards the back door, praying silently and earnestly not to be caught. I had to help myself even with the soreness of my body which had already affected my gate, I didn’t care.
All on my mind was to be out of that hell of a house. I looked like a mad woman, my hair was scattered like someone who had just fought. There was no time for makeup as making up never crossed my mind in the first place. How would one running for safety think of makeup? I thought. I succeeded in my prison and headed straight to a pharmacy to get some drugs for myself. After getting the medications, I felt dizzy and began staggering out of the pharmacy, mindless of the prying stares from other customers. It was difficult finding my next footing after another. I hadn’t had time to take the drugs I bought when I lost my footing and fell with a thud just before the glass doors held ajar by the janitor.
Watch out for the last episode… The 24th episode.
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