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Lawlahdey:
Wow.. Just wow for Linda, what is the link between charles and the auction man tho?

Congrats on FP, lleigh

Lawlahdey long time. ...
Thank you. ..

Wait and see

chara019:
Dam !girl you are good, gosh....this story is dope.
chai
E don be for Linda,pls let her pay Dearly for her fyck ups.....hehehehe,her own don finish o.
But try pity am small .
Good job girl,loving every bit.

thank you chara019, I hope you stay for the ride.

Thank you for reading and commenting

Creeza:
Lleigh I got your e-mail.

Linda , your past is pitch black and thats an understatement.

Only God knows what horrible things , Charles knows abt her.

Nice update.

Hi Creeza.... goodluck for wednesday, hope all you want to do goes well and right.

[quote author=swann post=51466741]I always knew Enitan was innocent... Linda's past sins has finally caught up with her...


Lleigh more Earl grey to your cup...


Jagugu88li come and read ooh...

swann thank you as always for reading and commenting.....

Adesina12:
Linda deserves everything Charles meted out of her silly body
It really serves her right
More ink to your pen Lleigh
Thanks and good night

goodnight to you too Adesina12.

see you at the club tomorrow.....

Thank you for all your support

cc swann, Adesina12, Raykeyheart, omamush, elyna, sod09, efjaysharon, Tbrak, remiseyi, Jagugu88li

billynoni:
Madam Leigh,an hour abi?

billynoni.... it has been updated

Chapter 14

His last statement had shocked Linda to the very core of her being, if his name wasn't Charles who in the hell was he?

How had she been so blind not to pick up on the fact that the man was crazy?

He had been sitting with Chinu’s at the party so she had automatically assumed they knew each other. The obvious fact that he had lived abroad had only added to his allure. When she had bumped into him the day he had bought her the handbag.

Maybe he was just saying that to confuse her, she thought.

Linda was feeling very confused right now, Charles had messed her up big time.

She wanted to go home, back her flat in Isolo, to be on her own bed would feel like heaven right now.

Tunde had bought her the latest memory foam mattress available in Nigeria, after she had moaned that she could not sleep properly on the 150K mattress he had initially bought her when she had moved into the flat.

The new spring queen mattress, hadn't been too bad, but she had just wanted to assert the power she had over him.

To ensure that her charms physical and spiritual were still waxing and not waning. Her memory foam mattress was soo soft and comfortable, that you were guaranteed a perfect night’s sleep. If you had problems sleeping once you laid your body on the bed, sleep was never a problem it was blissful sleep and sweet dreams. It was as if you were actually sleeping on the clouds.

Instead of that, here she was lying on a cold wet tiled floor that was stained and smelt of urine that had been directed at her Linda, as tears pricked her eyes.

Linda turned her attention back to the man she had thought she would be spending a lot of time with, even live with.

Charles, who had put her in such a disgusting and degrading predicament, he had been soo charming soo attentive, that she hadn’t seen or picked up any signs that the man she was dealing with was dangerous and deranged.

Chai I am in big trouble o, she thought.

The man had to be mad or just wicked, but why?

How was she going to get out of this place?

Please God please help me o, please. Please God, please help me, she started praying fervently.

She watched him as he walked over to one of his rose bushes and inhaled the scent of a very stunning black rose. The deep black petals against the bright green foliage, created a beautiful picture with menacing undertones. The bush seemed to preen at the attention it was receiving, she watched mesmerised as he stroked the petals.

The croaks of the frogs in the background added to the strangeness of the room and the situation Linda was in.

‘Mmm, sublime’ he said, as he sniffed the petals.

‘Don’t you just love the smell of roses?’

They are so intense and evocative’ he said, as he closed his eyes while he sniffed the petals again.

‘Do you know what black roses signify Linda?’ As he stroked the petals and turned to stare at her, his voice low and soft.

Linda’s brain was trying to process his question, black rose.

‘Do you like roses Linda?’ he said.

Linda stared back at him blankly, she didn't answer.

Is this man crazy, she was tied to a chain and naked on the floor and the man was asking her if she liked roses?

The whoosh of the cat o nine, helped in getting her thinking processes in gear, the second whoosh had her blurt out a sobbing ‘yes’ hoping it was the answer he wanted.

‘Yes, yes, I like roses’ she said, while sobbing loudly.

This time he had targeted her lower back, she screamed in pain.

‘Please stop, please Charles’ she sobbed loudly.

The intense pain making her call out a name she knew wasn’t right.

She got her reprieve, as he walked away to pick up the remote for the TV.

Linda watched him as he switched the television on, it was situated on the opposite wall from where she was lying on the floor, in pain, sobbing and still undressed.

The screen came to life, Linda watched in horror and dread as the details of the previous evening’s events were relayed and played back to her in superb high definition quality and finish.

Every blemish on her body was highlighted to perfection, every moan accentuated by the high definition Bang and Olufsen speakers in the room.

‘Look at you Linda, this scene here with Malik and Stephan simultaneously ramming you from behind while you were gazing lovingly at Abdul as if, what you had in your mouth was the best piece of chicken leg you ever had’ as he grinned at her.

‘You must be extremely flexible Linda, this bit with Abdul in front was just poetry in motion, don’t you think?’ he said, as he continued analysing the recording.

Linda’s heart sank, she felt her bowels were about to open as a result of what she was watching. Tears started falling down her cheeks, the pain on her back temporarily forgotten as she realised something sinister was unfolding before her eyes.

‘You really seemed to be enjoying what they were doing there weren’t you’ he said.

‘I could tell from the way you were looking up to the person in front of you, that you were enjoying it’ that earnest look was back on his face.

Linda watched in horror as the men had their way with her, Charles had not participated in the whole proceedings, other than to rain his cat-o-nine on her, when she had been slowing down or when she put up a determined fight regarding what was happening to her.

She actually wished she had been drugged, then it would have shown up on her face as abject boredom or a drug high spaced out look, instead of the pain that could be interpreted as pleasure.

‘Now this part is my favourite Linda‘. He said.

‘I know for a fact that you fake it with your men, don’t you? He asked, staring at her.

‘Tunde must really think he is a stud’ he continued.

Linda felt a jolt of fear run down her spine, who was this guy, how did he know that?
How did he know soo much about her?

Sh!!tt …. The devil has come to me o, she thought. Please god, please get me out of here.

The sound of the whoosh, alerted her to another oncoming assault this time it hit her on her tummy and her legs.

‘Answer me Linda’ he said, as he his eyes went back to the television screen.

Linda screamed in pain, her sobs filling the room.

‘Yes’ she whispered. Fear clawing her insides.

‘Yes what?’ He asked.

‘Yes, I always fake it’ she said, as she, sniffled through her tears.

‘Just look up here, you were spectacular, especially in this next scene.’ He said, pointing to the television screen.

After the third round of changes by the men, Charles had come over with another implement for their entertainment.

By that time she had been in soo much pain, anything to stop it would have been welcome. He had put it between her legs and she had welcomed the feeling of pleasure that came along with it.

Now she was watching in High Definition on the 60 inch screen her reaction to it, she saw herself writhing on the floor in what looked like ecstasy to the untrained eye.

She started crying uncontrollably, the implications of what she was watching was dawning on her.

‘Now this is the part I like best Linda.’ He said, as he stared at the television intently.

‘Since I couldn’t afford my customers’

‘Oh yes I forgot to tell you they paid for your services’ he continued as if he hadn’t just delivered a bombshell.

‘Ah where was I? Yes, since I could not afford for my customers to contract whatever is breeding between those legs of yours. Trust me I know there is some horrible stuff lurking in there’ he shook his head.

‘They had to improvise, they ensured the shower was at that right angle just like a shower head with the right amount of pressure’ as he winked at her

‘And look you went off again. Spectacular, you came soo hard, that they couldn’t stop after that.’ He laughed in glee.

‘Why do you think I gave them soo much beer and lowered the air conditioning? He said, as he laughed.

Witnessing the last thing that had happened scared and nauseated Linda to the core of her being, causing her to heave up the remnants of her dinner from the night before.

It finally dawned on her for the first time that she was in a lot of trouble.

God, please please help me, she thought to herself.

‘As I said before Linda, there is no need to call on Him yet.’

‘What will you say when this goes on YouTube and my pay per view website?’ he asked her, with a raised brow.

It was the way he delivered that sentence, there was something there, something sinister, menacing and something evil.
Fear was churning through her, making it hard for her to control her bowels, as she listened to his words.

This man was evil, how did he know she had been calling to god?

He walked over to the knob on the wall and switched on the sprinklers once again.

‘Now hurry up and clean up that mess of yours. I don’t want your vomit polluting my roses.’

'I do wonder how Tunde will feel when he sees you servicing three guys and screaming for more after their lovely shower’ he said.

‘I am not willing to bet, but I will hedge my bets both ways and come back and tell you what the outcome was’ he said as he went to sit on a chair by the television away from the smell of vomit.

‘Please Charles’, she sobbed.

'Please don’t send it to anyone' she begged.

‘I will do anything you want please’

‘If it was his wife that sent you, please I am sorry I made a mistake’ as she continued sobbing.

‘His wife? A look of real surprise was on his face.

‘Why would she send me?’ he asked.

‘Oh yes’ as he put a hand to his forehead.

‘Hmm, I wasn’t sent by her. Why would she do anything like that? He asked.

He moved away from the knob and went to sit on a chair that was close enough for him to use his cat on her again.

‘So Linda, pray tell me. What did you do to the baby that you had for that man who brought you to Lagos’

‘Hmm, let me try and remember his name…. ah yes… Dotun Ogunyemi?

That was when Linda’s bowels open onto the floor.

next update dropping in an hour ................

nastynic:
Hey guys,welcome to the auction. I have a very priceless gem for sale
*SPECIFICATION*
>hard working
>punctual
>talented
>cool
>kind hearted
>wife material
>and lots more....
Just visit www.nairaland.com,
register and create an account.....
Its all free.
Then, login into ur account click on "literature",and finally click on "the auction" to bid for the great author......
The name of our product is "Lleigh"




and don't forget the highest bidder takes the product...
Brought to you by Nic

nasty behavior

Nastynic you're priceless

Swann oh swann where have you been. ..

This is wonderful please continue....

Wondering what kind of illness our heroine has.....

Thank you for the dedication

girlhaley:


Sam dead?......Hell no! :


Don't worry guys.....Bring Sam here.....i do perform miracles o......ten cows,ten bag of rice,10 litres of palm oil and 5 cat fish.....that's all we need


Michael....please return Sam to us...please

Lleigh.....Oya more oil to ur soup oo

Girlhaley we need to talk...☺ ...

I hope no hard cash on top of all that o

greg42:
This ain't a dating site you know

Lol greg42 he is developing his descriptive skills, leave him be ☺

joseph1832:
Yea I know. Most peeps don't bother about writing style, just reading about how a bad husband abused/cheated on his wife and got caught.

Joseph1832

I would like to write about the history of mathematics but I won't get ten views.

☺

I have been summoned to this debate.

Initially when I started reading the literature section a few good ones stood out to me.
My critical eye did notice a few things but I decided to overlook the errors.

A lot of stories had garnered a lot of views which to me when I read the them; were unintelligible.
So I thought that was the standard on here.

The other thing that then softened my judgement was that most people on this platform are at the minimum bilingual.
So I thought that was the reason some pieces of fiction were strange.

But please note these people have taken their time to upload their work for their audience to appreciate.

Plus also be aware people are writing using their phones.

Keep on writing folks ..just aim to get better.

If you are lucky enough to have someone who looks at your work critically when uploaded and points out your mistakes. Cherish the person.
My online spotter knows who he is and I am grateful.

I am ready to help people if required.

Keep plotting and writing folks....

Adesina12:
FP!!!
Congrats Lleigh
Keep it coming bae

Thank you Adesina12 ....couldn't have done it without the comments and readers.

Adesina12:
Ohh thanks bae for honoring my invitation
Just tell me your favorite drink...I have plenty variety of cold drinks here
Trust you are not into Hennessy like Linda does (any mixed up here @ Lleigh)
Help me with swann's favorite drink too
I'm on board Enugu back to Lagos and straight to cinema ...
The Club is now hot but I'm enjoying the twist from Lleign

Safe journey Adesina12

itsandi:
Gripping story. Been following and now I can't stop!

thank you for following itsandi

remiseyi:
dear Linda
when you are insatiable...Endeavor to Enjoy all that comes with the package....

( Nice job you are doing Lleigh, you are

good)

thank you remiseyi.....thanks for commenting

Vecto:
The list is incomplete without him. In short, he ought to be first on the list. Undisputed.

check the first post he is there

Vecto:
You can't be serious!! How about Larry sun?

exactly

Adesina12:
Wow!!!!
Yet another block buster from Lleign
Well done bae, this is very interesting and full of suspense
I beg kill that SAM so that Remi could have mercy on Mercy
My bag of popcorn still full I beg join me call jagugu88li and swann along
Nice episode

Thank you Adesina12...
I think jagugu88li is with you on that one

xamster:
What an interesting read here.

xamster.... thank you for dropping by and commenting.

omamush:
Lleigh I've been reading your stories and I must commend your good work

keep it up dear

waiting patiently for the next update

omamush thank you for the endorsement, the next update should drop soon.

chiboyo:
Intriguing!!!

thank you for stopping by chiboyo and commenting

yorhmienerd:
[color=#9900ff]Series of murder have going on in stories I follow... maka why [/color]

yorhmienerd I don't know why...
Could just be coincidence. ..

elskillful:
it got to be a dream.

elskillful .....thanks for commenting

bibijay123:
Thanks for the mentions, I was so worked n sad n then I saw that Sam is alive n I almost slapped her tru my fone see how d girl raised up my bp So that scene wasn't real chai ...

Bibijay123 read last update about Sam

skillz121:
you'd mak a bestsela

Thank you skillz121

Hope you stay for the ride

Tbrak:
at last front page

Thank you for being there and commenting Tbrak

Creeza:
Tuesday... Can't wait for it , my fingers are itching already...

Thanks Creeza, no pressure for me abi....

My travelling time this week will be suitably utilised. Hope you are not as stressed as before.

jagugu88li:
A smell a miracle and do I hate this kind of smell .

Lleigh dear, trust me I feel like voting you for a Grammy.

jagugu88li how are you today.