slyIsaac:
OMG!!!..... FROZENFIRENAIJA if you dont want me to start stalking you in real life coman update again....

please give the DAD a painful death!!

real life ke Lol. Will update soon

Missmossy:
Some ladies have seen hell on earth,just like it happens in reality. Thumbs up frozenfirenaija,beautiful piece.

yes ooo thanks soo much

Osasnidas:
. The exact reason why I hate Aries. Secretive set of people! They could kill and bury thirty souls and not even their diary would know!
Hehe I am Aries o.. Pls no hating...
I landed a slap on his face and even I felt the pain. The sound of the slap echoed around the room like an electric door bell,it's resonance vibrated around the four corners of the room and if waves were visible,this one was translational and longitudinal.
D kind of slap that can Change a radio frequency..

lol no hating at all

Osasnidas:
As an African mother a heavy slap landed on my face and I swear I heard the ringing of the bell and even saw the bell ringer and a group of church choristers singing in my head...
@op did it sound like halleluyah hallelujah hallelujah
Nice piece.. Following like a treasure hunter following the trail of a treasure

lol he be like so

teebee22:
#comesouttaghostmode. OP u rock, at a point my mouth was wide open witout me realizin it. I luv ur use of words, it looks soooo real. #thumbsup

wooooow thanks soo much

Episode 18
Every time in every movie,every story,every music video,every true life story I have heard. When caught cheating individuals open their dirty mouth and go all "babe I can explain". Kwame could have had a different sense of humour,dress sense and even a different language but he wasnt different.
But the only thing I wanted to understand was why he didnt cheat on me with someone better than me other than this very dark in complexion skinny bitch that laid under him.
I mean I can do better than missionary style for goodness sake!
And the dirty girl under him just stayed there like a fool. I wanted to beat her up but then I had second thoughts. This was kwame's house so if anyone needed to be beaten it wasn't her but kwane who invited another girl to the house I thought was ours alone.
How foolish did this world take me,first my father and now this!
I stood there in anger knowing my presence only made matters worse. If this was the end of our relationship I shouldn't be the one to suffer most of this drama. He was embarrassed to put off the condom and put on his clothes in front of me. I just stood there till they both got reasonably dressed and the girl packed her shoes and left. I stared right into her eyes and I could feel my monster getting fueled again. My better judgement knew it was wrong to strike her so I didn't let the devil have his way and let that dirty looking girl disrespect me by engaging in a childish fight with her. It's not like Kwame had put a ring in my fingers.
Still standing stabbed in the heart ,Kwame stood up and came closer to me.
Before he could touch me and start saying the usual things they had in their mouths to say I landed a slap on his face and even I felt the pain. The sound of the slap echoed around the room like an electric door bell,it's resonance vibrated around the four corners of the room and if waves were visible,this one was translational and longitudinal. You already know I was a science student in secondary school which was also the last time i slaped anybody. when a guy smacked my ass with his book that had felt right but this one was better.
Slapping Kwame was my best of 2016 feeling.

saxwizard:



U knw say na Buhari era we dey ntn comes free so gv an upfront and work will start. ...lol



Frozenfirenaija love as we don land fp....how we go take celebrate am?

I ws expecting an overflow of updates

u will surely get it ooo

Episode 17
The motorcyclist seemed to know my plans because he sped almost like he was on a hot chase. Thank God it was a Bajaj Boxer motorcycle and not a jincheng; you know how noisy that made in China okada can be on bad roads like this Akute-Berger road. There were times I had entered that blender called a bike and regretted it not only because I got home looking dirty and unkept but because it called unnecessary attention towards the wealthy looking rich kid in that kind of environment.
How come Mother was rich but still built her house in a jungle like this place. Once I told her it was a place for the retired and retarded then moved in with my sister to the island but I soon packed my load and came back home after I realised I was inconveniencing her with my presence as she was not free to go out and come back anytime she wished.
My sister and I hardly spoke. The exact reason why I hate Aries. Secretive set of people! They could kill and bury thirty souls and not even their diary would know!
The ride to Kwame's place was rough but it was worth it. I had an emergency arousal that he had to look into. I wasn't a LovePeddler and I would never be. I was just being safe than sorry.
I had to choose between falling in Father's trap or dutifully submitting my self to my boyfriend.
I alighted from the motor cycle thankful to God that my buttocks hadn't been blistered as usual after being on a bike for too long on a rough road. You would be surprised the things I thanked God for!
I put my hand through the see through lock on the gate , unlocked the gate and allowed my self in. I was no stranger or visitor so chill,no one thought I was breaking in.
Surprisingly the door to my boyfriend's apartment was opened wide and his generator was running
The noise from the television enveloped the whole room and the first thing I did was turn it off. There was a pack of cigarettes on the table. When did kwame start smoking? Didn't I quit smoking because he said he didn't love people who smoked? Okay yes I used to smoke really bad because I learnt to forget father that way and now you know why I stopped.
The laughter from the room caught my attention and I froze at the spot. I listened again and another laughter broke through the house again.
Without much display of confusion, I walked as quiet as a cat into the room and there it was.
The source of their laughter, the beginning of my entire sadness.
"Kwame!"

Episode 16
My hands were still shaky and I could feel the blood in my legs draining to my feet. The ground was swirling or was it my eyes? I pressed my back to the wall and slowly slipped to the floor. If I wasn't holding the railings at the corridor I would have fallen and rolled down the stairs and it wouldn't be the first time just as Father's attempt to rape me wasn't the first too,except that I never defeated him.
The thought of being a conqueror for the first time in my life made me feel like a king slayer in a Camelot story.
The house was gradually closing in on me. Darkness covered me on the floor where I sat and I wasn't sure what time of the day it was because the tension in me had washed my memory. I didn't even know if the pain I felt was the impending headache caused by my irritation towards Father's dirty act and unreasonable misbehaviour or the wrenching of my heart into a thousand pieces of red tissues.
I was deeply hurt beyond measure, it was worse than having 187 in JAMB. Why was I a total piece of shit tossed around by the man that brought me into this world? My face was hot and swollen. Father must never see me in tears because it would make him feel fulfilled. Besides, what would breaking down in tears do the hurt in my heart? it wouldn't explain to Mother the fact that I am not the enemy and Father is. It wouldn't let her understand how unloved I feel because she is inlove with a hot batender. She wouldn't even have the tiniest idea how every night I go to bed praying for a better home and God forgive me for praying for Father's death to be slow and painful.
And most importantly, crying wouldn't ease the desire he had built down below my waist line that made me wrap both legs around each other like a starved harlot. How did the human body operate without being time and situation conscious?
Anyway if I wanted to feel better emotionally,physically and of course, sexually....self pity and gradual unintentional suicide was definitely not the best remedy.
But I knew just what to do.

Yeeeeee FP oooooooo Thanks you all ooo was soo surprised to see it now! This is my first ever story! Thanks you all for d advice and everything. As for the short updates erm please just bear it with me I'll post much updates!

Episode 15
Father was spreading my thighs wide and pressing his hard on me. I don't know where the strength came from but I could feel my body being fueled with power and energy. It was fast and rapid, almost like an atomic reaction.
I coiled my knees up and lifted father's weight high above my body. With a force like never before I gave a heavy kick with my knees and it landed on Father's balls. He yelled in pain and got even more aggressive but his rage was never to be compared to my newly found medium of strength.
Father pinned my legs with his muscular legs making movement impossible. He began to kiss me. i hadn't worn anything but jeans trousers until today not only because I felt father wasn't up to anything as he had been quiet all week after the episode in my room the first night he spent with us but because the heat was too much and jeans was beginning to make my thighs sore . Father continued to kiss me then I bit his lips hard,so hard I thought i had bitten it off. Father yelled and withdrew from me to nurse the pain.
I quickly got to my feet pushing him off me as he continued to whine and hold his lips like a baby. He looked at me with different shades of hatred,his aura was all over the place,thick red and his grin was off. I ran out of the room smoothening my clothes and wiping my face. I could still taste him and it made me feel sick.
This wasn't the last war but I know I was victorious.

sorry for the short updates na laziness but will always update just came back from work am sooo tired

Episode 14
Aunty Afura was struggling under father while he covered her mouth with one of his hands and pinned both of her hands with just one of his. I think father isn't from the Neolithic age because his strength made him seem one of the early men who looked like animals with hairy chest,wrapped leaves around their naked body,fought lions and hunted boars for dinner. Maybe that was why he acted like a beast
Afura's clothes was gone,torn and scattered around the room. She looked miserable and desperate to get free from father who had entered her and was driving in and out her fiercely. Father hadn't pulled off his trousers completely,they were only down below his groin and his cowry neck chain was still around his neck. Father never put it off and when I had asked he told me he had owned it before mother met him.
I entered the room in bewilderment, the atmosphere in the room was wild and tense father who had his planted grin put it off immediately and it frightened me
Expect the worse when father put of grin,father had once slapped mother in my presence when his face had taken this ugly and rapid change though I never knew why he slapped her ,all I knew was mother had apologised to him after beating her up .
He disengaged and pulled his trousers up and made to buckle his belt but then he looked at me as I stood still by the entrance with my mouth agape not knowing what to do and who to support .His eyes were filled with resentment and something I had never seen before.
Something I was seeing now,something I was about to fight,something I was about to use against father.
It was the monster in him.
But now it is the monster in me.

Please I'll appreciate more comments oo pleaseee

Rukkydelta:
OMG!

The evil that men do, only God can save the innocent

Abi o God should save us all

Episode 13
Father leaned closer too close but the fear in me covered the smell of alcohol and cigarette that oozed out his mouth reminding me of those agbero boys in mushin who spent their hard earned money on drugs that dint had value to their lives.
I jerked and struggled under him as he pinned my hands to the bed leaving me helpless and angry. His whole weight was on me but what had father been eating? His weight almost made me sink into the mattress. My body aches for relief out of the bondage of his grip but my soul cried more for my freedom.
Father had introduced my body into sexual pleasure too early, my body lacked control. Every single masculine touch steered up beautiful feelings around my punnani and sometimes when I was drunk females attracted me too but I always fought it off head. Once I kissed a girl but now isn't the time to remember that or even remember the fact that I am also addicted to masturbation.
Father hadn't only taken my female pride he had taken my matrimony along.
Even though I had a boyfriend that I loved I still struggled to keep my faithfulness and I have succeeded all this time but with father above me, with a large bulge under his boxers slowly brushing my pelvis now and then,my guard was on the peak of self explosion.
My breast stiffened.
This was the end for me.

Episode 12
A hand massaged my shoulder and I shrieked into the present. Thank God someone brought me back to this present and saved me from the misery behind Afura's door and the beaten father had given me that day.
Even now that I remembered the way father pulled out his belt and marred my smooth skin. I could feel the pains and could even see the lumps.
I pulled my face out of the pillow and quickly raised my sleeves to check if the scars where there. Oh yes! They were but faded after several body treatment creams,lotions and even the blood of Jesus!
"Baby" my heart almost jumped out of my chest. The sound rang in my eardrums but it wasn't the word that bothered me it was the voice that made me turn around the bed. Lying on my back I saw father and he was on only boxers with a towel around his neck.
I knew I should have shouted for help but this was father and my sister was a model. Any drama would call the attention of paparazzi and hungry Nigerian journalist and my life was more complicated than bringing in public attention.
"You could have taken advantage of my naiveness when I was younger but am way past 20 now father. You don't want to dare my strength" I don't know who said that but it surely came out of my mouth like a radio record and when father bursted out in laughter , I knew he noticed the speech was weak and I was game.

nkemdave:
there is something interesting about this story.
Just thinking *It's like a Journey or a hidden treasure, I'm gonna find out as far as the update keep coming*

update will surely keep coming sir

saxwizard:
Why u con put us for suspense
Lemme guess she met her father in d nanny room or mayb father's friend

lol we will know about that later tonight

Episode 11
Father didn't take me to school the next day and the driver was sent to bring me back home. This was unusual but the driver had brought a note to my school giving the school authorities the permission to hand me over to him.
The house was very quiet and had the thick stench of alcohol and cigarette. Father was smoking in the sitting room with a strange man he later introduced as his business partner. They had stopped talking when I got into the house.
Father sent me upstairs, I met the maid by the stairs. She had travelled to her home town to see her mother and just got back the previous day. She kept staring at me like she knew something was up but I only greeted her and continued towards my room.
Minutes later she came over to my room with my lunch and dropped it without a word confirming my suspicions. On a normal day she would joke about how she wanted me to grow old enough to prepare pounded yam for my husband and serve it to him on my knees. Something was wrong. I wanted to ignore it but she looked at me and I saw the tears in her eyes..
"Aunty afura,what is wrong?" I asked with the same concern she had when I cried in my room over mother's insult and hatred towards me. She was always there everytime to check up on me. She had been my nanny from birth and we had a better relationship than I had with my mother.
"I--i am fine,just something in my eye" I smiled to her. I didn't know what was in her eyes wasn't dirt but pain inflicted on her by the monster I called my father and best friend.

Dad came again and pleasured me to sleep. It was still a strange thing but it was our sacred secret and father was proud that I hadn't mentioned it to Afura nor my school teachers.. He even gave me a chocolate bar for "being a trusted acquaintance" as he had said it.
Father got up from the bed and winked before going. "Wink back baby" I snickered and winked back then he shut the door behind him.
Muffled cries and moans woke me up and I got up from my bed. The sounds was from Aunty Afura's room and I crept down the stairs in her direction and the noise became louder.
I opened the door and saw what was going on.
But mother wasn't coming back till weekend.

saxwizard:


Fine ma'am.


Sebi we shud b expecting plenty update tomorrow?

By God's grace and am not ma o am just a young girl o

sagieramos:
where is cheif gab staying curently?

in Lagos nao wait o just remembered Tarasha told him to travel out o

saxwizard:
Weldone madam op..


How was your day

very fine sir and urs sir

saxwizard:



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Buy ur popcorn bfr u enter no begging ooo u knw say na VIP u dey no con fall my hand
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missuniverse please see him ooo it's very very important

Episode 10
Father led me to the room and kissed me good night on my forehead. Then he sat by the bed and stared at me for a while, I smiled as any seven year old girl would when a male was staring for too long and even dad wasn't just any male. He was father, brother and bestie.
"Would you read me a story to put me to sleep?" My father sis this sometimes, it wasn't easy living oyinbo lifestyle.
Father had read me Humpty Dumpty, Jack and Jill,the magic shoe and much more
Father's voice became too low and hazy. He placed his hands on my thighs as u lay liking at him. He began to massage it while I laughed thinking it was just a tickle or something adults did to make children laugh.
"I want to put you to sleep in a special way dear. Only adults go to sleep this way but let this be our father-daughter secret,promise you wouldn't tell"
I looked at him with obvious confusion written on my face. I didn't understand how adults fell asleep differently. I was stupid and naive but I was only a seven year old ajebutter .
"I promise" and he smiled and he trailed his touch in a straight line up to my pelvis. He stroked my clitoris and fiddled with it then bent over and gave my punanni a kiss. He used his tongue on me and I just laid there like a fool. If only I knew
He stood up and grinned "good girl and don't forget your promise"
Father shut the door behind but didn't know he just opened the door to another world,another episode another era.
With mother away often my life was the subject of fatherly destruction.

Thanks all will update tonight

Episode 9
Mother had travelled to Dubai to shop for a friend's wedding. My mother was born with a silver spoon and didn't believe in wearing the same jewelry to two occasions especially one that was held by a competitive friend. No way she had to show she was wealthy and fine.
Everyone already thought she was unsuccessful when she got married to Father, the hot bartender she met on her friends spinster night in a popular rich people's club in ikoyi. Mother never got tired of that story,the way father had been nice enough to dance with her when no one else did.
She told me everyone at the Party thought she was too rich to be beheld which was literally true because mother had been using the latest car and latest mobile phone at a time when everyone who used a phone was considered a president or king.
At a time in the present in a long roll with mother,I told her nobody asked her for a dance because she was a fat spoilt brat.
As an African mother a heavy slap landed on my face and I swear I heard the ringing of the bell and even saw the bell ringer and a group of church choristers singing in my head.
In this past,father was my best friend. Every time mother shouted at me he told her off and comforted me.
We were home alone together most of the time. My sister was in a girls only boarding school but mother wouldn't let me go far away from her grasp because she feared I would corrupt other children with my bad manners.
Father and I had dinner against house rules in the sitting room watching cartoon network and sometimes to make us both happy we tuned into SportsTV and even though I didn't understand football I shouted everytime father shouted and he laughed everytime I did.
We were happy until it was my bed time.
And that night changed everything.

Maiconyoung:
thanks ma'am, jst kip d updates coming

yea I will

Episode 8
The rest of the week went by without any trouble except the usual roll with my mother over silly and little things.
Like when I leave the door ajar or ask her to change the TV to a better station.
African mothers could bore one's soul with Africa magic if you didn't beg them to let you watch something more enlightening than witches and wizards.
Father didn't come into my room the rest of that week and inside of me I wished he came.
Maybe because I hungered to insult him and increase the hatred I had for him or maybe I just didn't lock my room door because I wanted him to come and pleasure me.
"No father, no father please don't. It hurts,it always does. No, I wouldn't let you. Please father. Ple---" I shut my eyes so tight it began to hurt, I blocked his voice from my head,his dreadful calm replies as he entered me and kept thrusting above my little body,the quiet scream I let out of my mouth, the sound of the door as father shut the door behind him.
I was going crazy in my room,I wanted to scream and let out the fury in my head, my heart aches and I sank into my pillows and let out a muffled yell.
With father in the house,the memories wouldn't leave,they only came stronger. I opened my eyes and i could hardly see and even when I did.
I saw the things I saw eight years ago

Maiconyoung:
i dn't thnk he is actually rhoda's father, a reasonable father dn't take advantage of his own daughter. nice work frozenfire, i luv ur work. thnks 4 d mention

thanks sir

Episode 7
I rolled my eyes and let her in. For goodness sake, I didn't throw a party in my room tonight!
Father looked disappointed for a moment,he had been enjoying our drama and if mother hadn't come in he wouldn't have left the room. He had that forever assurance that he could always have his way with me..or everyone.
He didn't have any weakness, mother had given him the strength he needed.
I feared that if father hadn't left I would have succumbed to his spell.
It wouldn't be the first or second time neither would it be the third.
Father had taken advantage of me when I was just seven years old. I was naive and he threatened to kill me if I ever told anyone and even when I told mother eight years ago,she called me a liar and a trouble maker. Who believes the words of a writer? Maybe I just made it all up like the stories I write.
"Oh dear, I just felt the need to discuss with her about her behavior earlier at dinner" he sounded like a movie,everything he said sounded like a script.
"I hope you understand everything dear, we would talk better next time" he stood up and wrapped his hands around my mother.
Just as they left he looked back and gave me a wink. My legs melted and I was ashamed of my response.
My father was smart and handsome. He knew this world always believed beautiful people never did bad things . one flash of teeth and my mother and even her friends cooed over him .
At a time i would have winked back but things were different.
I had met my salvation.

Episode 6
"Daddy loves you. Daddy would take care of you. Daddy wants to make you happy" he touched my pelvis and traced his hand to my clitoris and continued fiddling with me. He stretched me unto the bed and used his tongue to fiddle my private part.
I closed my eyes tight and blocked the thought away. The memory faded with him kissing and kissing and kissing.....
Then I returned to reality. I was standing at the entrance of my room and he had that usual play boy smile on his face. My father was the reason why I believe the devil isn't black with two horns. The devil is beautiful than my sister and his smile was brighter than my father's.
When mother announced the reunion with father I told my self I would gather enough courage and put the past behind me but now it occurred to me that I lied to myself I wasn't brave enough to confront him with the past.
I wanted the past to stay where it was because I was scared of being helpless but here I was standing like the fool I really am.
"You are really matured now. Did you keep my promise?"
I shut the door behind me and walked over to him with cold feet. I swallowed hard and kept my cool, this was a tough situation and I had to handle it lest I fall.
"I see you haven't changed,father" I spat his name out like I spat out base when it got to my mouth during titration in chemistry classes. He kept grinning the whole time and I hungered to slap him. My heart was beating faster than ever,faster than it did the last time my father was in this room with me.
"If you don't leave,I would---" he grabbed my hands and pulled me down to his side. How I hated my weightlessness or was it his strength?
"Keep your voice down,there is nothing you can do. The old fool would always believe me. You know I play my cards well" I yanked off his hands as he made to place them on my Laps and I jumped up to my feet and walked to the door.
"It's high time you left,father" I placed my hands on the door knob to open the door but the door flew open by its self.
We had an intruder.

Will update tonight

Episode 5
I heard my mother apologising to father for my bad manners. Not that I didn't feel bad for talking that way,I just knew if anything bad happened father would make it seem my fault and mother never listened to me it was always me and I didn't have a say over anything.
By 12 'o' clock I heard my parents room door close shut then I left my room quietly and headed off to the kitchen. My sister had left the dishes for me to wash the next morning. Did she ever do anything or should I just blame it on the nails she just fixed in lekki the previous day? I shook off the anger that was still in me. If I wanted to have a good night rest,I had to forget my worries and expect a brighter future with my father in the house.
My stomach still had that pain that made me doubt my father's second coming was a good thing. Maybe it was just hunger that made my stomach feel like I had appendicitis.
My dinner had been poured in the bin as expected. Mum always did it on purpose she knew I would come back for it in the middle of the night. I hissed loudly and made myself some cornflakes.
I was going to the mall the next day with my boyfriend and didn't even know what to wear. I knew I had to get some sleep because if I didn't do so I would doze off in the cinema and that would not be sensible. But my boyfriend and I had gone through too many unreasonable episodes and the thought made me smile every time and It felt good to smile this time. Things at home was too hard to bare and I needed a friend to talk to about everything but everyone had their lives and I didn't want to place my burden on anyone.
I finished my cornflakes and felt better, I could even see properly. I quietly washed the plates and headed up the stairs trying not to make any sound to announce my return to my room. I was good in sneaking around the house. It was the talent that helped me and ruined me.
I got to my room and shut the door behind me.
"Hello baby"
I froze at the voice. How did he get in here? What was he even doing here. I couldn't speak nor utter a word,i just stood there like a statue.
Oh God,this isn't happening again.

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