EPISODE 6
I was blindfolded. Also, they tore my clothes into pieces, shackled my hands, and tied my legs.
"Do you want a doggy style?"
I was scared out of my wits when I heard the voice.
"Who are you?" I asked moving my hands back and forth to get touched by who queried me.
"I am chief Owele, you're my sexual partner for tonight," he said. "You will be sweet".
My blood run cold as I was listening to the scary voice of this old man.
Instantly, he grabbed me and knelt with my waist in the air.
"Please, pity me, sir, I am a virgin " I pleaded
"Oh! you're a virgin? You will enjoy it more" he replied.
Then, he dipped his pen into my inkwell striking it harder.
I blubbered continuously and didn't stop blaming my so-called parents for putting me in this situation.
My voice was so loud that even his neighbors could hear it but he had no neighbors.
He was living all alone in his house.
"No one is around, you can shout as much as you want, I don't have any wife no kids: I used them for rituals," He said as he was moaning.
My heart started pounding uncontrollably.
"This man would probably use me for rituals," I said in my mind while I was howling out.
An hour later, this man didn't get tired. He kept copulating effortlessly.
He aimed to rape me to death - that was what his master ordered him to do.
At 10:00 pm, I passed out. Chief Owele found out that I wasn't breathing anymore and he stood up.
Then, he instructed his bouncers to wrap me in a piece of fabric and dump me on the road.
They did that and I was dumped in the middle of a tarred road.
I stayed there till dawn gasping for air. People were passing but everyone was scared.
Some gathered staring at me.
"Help! Help!" I was shouting.
My voice sounded incoherently to the people passing - they thought I was an evil spirit or a winch.
On the nail, a man with a flashy car stopped close to me and carried me to his car.
He drifted his car directly to the hospital.
The man was in his mid-fifties.
The doctor commenced the treatment immediately after we reached the hospital.
It was a near-death experience.
Had I stayed a bit longer, I would have bitten the dust - God saved me.
A week later, I had recovered fully.
Mr. Bernard , the man that saved me asked me questions if I knew the location of those that plotted the rape or the rapist himself.
Then, I narrated everything to him.
Forthwith, the police arrested Madam Iron and she was incarcerated.
To be continued...
