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jagugu88li:
Chai! This girl don see Enitan finish....To think that she is also never gonna hear word from Tunde again because of is very pleasant, husbands go back to their wives when shaat hits the fan.

Tunde though..ehn!

This is a very nice update

Thanks for reading jagugu88li

It's never the man's fault.

It is always the lady...

Oh Mabel, it was just intimacy.

I had a stiff it needed to go down

Tade....why now..

Dnockeror333:
Am a newcomer. I don't know where to write stories. I have life touching stories. Can someone, blessed ones, tell me where to begin this to bless my days?
Thankyou before hand.

Dnockeror333

I am a new comer too, go to the Literature section and click on new topic.

Start writing... looking forward to seeing your stories.

For Soleski01, Adesina12, nastynic, skarlett, bibijay123, jagugu88li, Horlorlardaey, swann

********************continued***********************

She stared at them, her work phone and her two personal ones.

Numerous beeps also followed, when they paused ringing, alerting her to the multitude of notifications that had come in like the waves, heralding the oncoming tsunami following in its wake.

A Whatsapp message from her closest friend Rose alerted her to the disaster about to unfold.

CALL ME NOW!!!!!!!!!! CALL ME ASAP. Rose had sent the message to all her phones.

Something was up, Rose wasn’t the dramatic type.

It took her three attempts to press the call button, her figures were shaking so badly.

Rose picked it up on the first ring.

‘Enitan, are you ok?. I was going to come over, but thought you might want to be on your own first’ the concern in her voice, obvious to Enitan.

‘I am ok, Rose. What’s wrong? Your messages sounded serious’ Enitan replied

There was a sudden silence at the other end.

‘Rose? Are you ok’ worried for her friend.

‘Enitan, I just received an email titled useless wrinkly woman, there was a video file attached to it and it had Tunde and a girl in it’ she whispered a slight catch in her voice.

‘Enitan, have you seen it?’

‘Yes, I have Rose, but how did you get it!!?’ she asked.

‘Enitan, the email had at least 20 people cc’d on it. I stopped counting at 25’ she said

'I am soo sorry, Enitan' she said

‘Enitan, I am coming over. Please let me in when I get there o’ she continued

Enitan froze, her heart dropped, she stumbled out of the kitchen to the nearest toilet where she threw up the meagre food she had eaten that day.

She sat on the floor, crying. Dazed by the events currently unfolding in her life.

Why, why me, as the sobs racked her body.

Rage, shame, hatred all battled for top position, in the race for her emotions.

Only one could prevail.

She splashed cold water on her face and rinsed her mouth out with water, to get rid of the bile in her throat.

Oh my god, as a thought suddenly hit her. Please, please no she thought.

She ran back to her laptop, in the kitchen. She pulled up the email, Rose had been correct there were at least 30 names above the scroll bar, indicating that there were still other recipients on the list.

Please, please don’t let their names be on the list.

Their names were there, what was she was going to tell them.

She heard the front door open signalling that Tunde was back.

Creeza:
captivate me with more, please *winks*

Creeza....you will have to wait and see

Thanks for the mention Creeza.

Now following

Woke up at 5am and happened across this.
I have now finished reading and I am upto date.

Skalett you are soo talented. Well done fascinating story.
I patiently wait for the next update. ..

I am late because of this.

You rock girl.....

Don't abandon your writing dreams...

So I commented on an old post and revived it.

And now it's on the mythical front page....

I am interested in the ai used to push things to the front page

soleski01:
Nice one, Lleigh.

Lovely continuation.

Still following, as always.

Thanks for the support soleski01 much appreciated

I don't think nairaland would pay...

soleski01:
Getting more interesting, by the day.

Good work, Lleigh.

Thank you soleski01. ...

Thank you for stopping by.

Creeza:
Nice one dear, I am following.

Thank you Creeza for stopping by. ..

Adesina12, nastynic, jagugu88li....bonus update.....

retiring to the wine room....

Chapter 4

Enitan looked at the title of the email that had just landed in her inbox.

Useless wrinkly woman.

She looked at the title again, her curiousity suitably piqued she opened the email.

Her heart started beating erratically in her chest, as a feeling of dread consumed her.

The next line of the email read ‘You frigid wrinkly old woman, stop holding onto what is no longer yours’

Chai, she thought.

This girl had now decided to harass her by email, she had received a few silly texts from her in the past but she had decided to ignore them.
Praying and fasting in the hope that she was a passing infatuation to Tunde.

Plus when she had tried speaking to Tunde he had always brushed her off, making her feel like nothing, worthless and useless.

It took her a couple of minutes for her to realise that there was an attachment in the email.

She clicked on the attachment, dread filling her heart and mind, as the screen and voices came to life.

It was Tunde having sex with someone.

She heard his voice as he was telling the w.H..o.re with him, how good she was and how sweet her p.us.sy was.

Disbelief and the enormity of the betrayal she was witnessing, made her feel light headed and nauseous.

This email, plus the fact that she had just lost her job as the Director at one the top banks in Nigeria, made her apoplectic with rage towards Tunde.

It was at that moment, that all her three phones started ringing simultaneously.

TBC

****************Continued*********

‘Why are you here Matt’ she asked, suddenly turning away from the implements of his impending torture.

Remi hesitated; he had been taking his t-shirt off as per her instructions.

The truth was, he had been looking for a strong dominant woman for a long time. Forever he would say, once he had discovered where his kinks laid, he had been looking for a woman who would know how to press those buttons.

To then find one who on his doorstep, was serendipitous.

This was one opportunity he was going to follow through and see where it led.

‘I am here to serve you’ he said as he lowered his eyes, trying not to focus on the rose between her bo.obs.

‘Why ’ ? She him asked again

‘I want you to be my Mistress’ he whispered.

‘I am asking you again Matt, why?

‘You haven’t answered the question’ she continued.

‘All you have done is given me the bullshit answer someone else might buy. You haven’t answered the question Matt’.

‘Why are really here’ she dropped the whip, staring at him.

Remi noticed the imperceptible change in her body language, she was about to walk out.

Remi panicked for a second, no he thought.

‘I like to be dominated sexually’ he whispered, as his cheeks burned.

‘Have you been with a Mistress before’ she asked him.

She stepped closer to him, her scent intoxicating his senses, gosh he really wanted her.

‘And…’ her eyes glaring at him.

‘It was for two scenes, but I didn’t feel comfortable with her’ he whispered as he looked down. Not wanting to meet her eyes.

‘Why’ she asked coming closer. She still hadn’t picked up the whip.

‘She liked to stress the racial differences between us; it stopped me from making a connection with her’ he said, his eyes still not meeting hers.

‘Is that why, you were seething when I called you boy’ she said, as she laid he hand on his shoulder.

Remi feel in love with her at that moment, she had noticed, she had known. The walls he had been building to shield himself from her came down at that moment.

The vulnerability of the situation made him weak. She was intuitive, sexy, dominant and from what he could tell Nigerian.

His Alpha alter ego sprang to the core, he was going to make this woman his Mistress, he was going to find out who she was and worship at her temple.

Horlorlardaey:
lolz
you must be a science nerd to have noticed fast.

anyways, let watch and see if it goes that way

Alas I am

That school will be able to save the world...so many brainiacs. ...

Following

Thanks for the shout out bibijay.

Funmi. .Funmi how many times did I call you.
How could you. ....next thing she will have baby....

Tade I see you have helped her figure out that she likes men

Leaving the other room and coming over

Adesina12:
Another bomb from Lleigh
Well done
Waiting for the regular update on "the club" too
Thanks.

Adesina12 thanks for reading and the endorsement much appreciated

Bibijay123.....

Where is Tade ......maybe Funmi has him tied up in a room...

Or are they still evaluating

Bibijay123

All will be revealed. ....shortly. ...

Don't forget my email conversation with you please.

*******continued ******************

Remi walked into Room 3.

The room was fairly large, the lighting in the room had been created to create a soft and warm ambience. It was warm and inviting, like a warm comfortable blanket on a cold day.
It sucked you in, the pockets of shadows around the room creating and adding mystery and tension to the atmosphere.
The wall opposite the door was made of glass with green luscious branches draped all over it. When he looked through the glass he saw a tropical garden full of green lush foliage, a flowing water fountain adding to the feeling of being in the the middle of a tropical rain forest.

The faint sound of running water with fresh green foliage helped create a soothing relaxing environment.

The wall to his right held a multitude of accoutrements he had never seen before.

The sight of them filled him with nervous excitement.

The middle of the room was dominated by a table with a gleaming black granite surface.
The hook suspended from ceiling that was dangling towards the middle of the table, filled him with dread.

He walked over to the table and ran his fingers over the granite. The distinct sound of running water reached his ears from where he was touching the table, making him turn round. The sound of the water had been her entrance into the room.

She stood there watching him intently, the mask was once again shielding her face, it was the same one she had on the first night he had met her.

Today she was wearing black leggings, black laced high heeled sandals, with a black sequined tank top.

They both molded to her body like a second skin, she looked phenomenal, the muscles in her stomach rippled as she walked towards him.

The rose tattoo gleamed on her chest, a beautiful and symbolic design, the thorns leading to the prize of the beautiful red rose.

‘Good evening, Mistress M’ he said as he lowered his eyes, involuntarily lingering on the v between her thighs.

She stared at him as she walked towards to the wall, her hand lingering on a whip she held in her hand as she moved closer to him.

Her scent of vanilla assaulted his nostrils, he just wanted to take away every piece of clothing, taste her and revel in that vanilla scent.
Hear her voice commanding him on what to do, telling him how to eat her out.

The sting of something on his balls bought his attention back to her.

‘My instructions were shirt off and lie on the table’ she said.

‘Why aren’t you she asked’ as the whip wrapped round his balls once again.

This time he felt his dick harden a bit more, invariably making his balls feel very heavy and full.

She moved nearer to him, and used the tip of the whip to trace the hardness that was pressing painfully against his jeans.

Her scent intoxicated him as he watched her as she used the whip to tease him mercilessly.

‘Remember you can always say cucumber if it gets too much for you’ she said, as she stared at him at his hard dick.

‘Very impressive… Matt’ running her fingers over the outline of his dick.

‘Do you know how to use it Matt’ she asked staring at him, her voice soft and seductive.

The whip once again grabbing his balls in a vice grip.

She must have been a cowgirl in a previous life he thought, as he felt the whip grab his balls.

‘I want that t shirt off and you on that table before I count to three’ she said. Looking towards the wall, most probably searching for another implement to torture him with

TBC

Nostradamus:
TJ is so unfortunate,he has an uncle more devilish than the devil...nice story pls don't starve us

Hi Nostradamus

Thanks for stopping by.
I will update....but it's very quiet here.

Funmi has discovered the forbidden fruit...

But she doesn't want fruit.....she wants the Real thing

nastynic:
You are still keeping it cool, this has been interesting from the start......"tips hat" more inspiration and never dream of not completing this piece....

Thanks for stopping by nastynic

Don't worry it will be completed

yorhmienerd:
Ashually, Tade is my elder brother, I could help on is behalf

Did he share his techniques

O Tade...please demonstrate to me again....please help me know which way I swing...

Dedicated to jagugu88li and Horlorlardaey as you asked for an unscheduled update.

I should be in The Garden helping Remi.

also dedicated to Horlorlardaey peeps

divepen1
olanshile
spaddazy
missuniverse
skarlett

and nastynic


Chapter 3

Linda stood in front of her mirror as she took out the rollers she had left in her hair all day. The resulting ringlets formed a cascade of loose curls around her face.

Brushing the curls created a soft stunning classy look that accentuated her heart shaped face and prominent cheek bones.
She tweaked the curls a bit more until she was satisfied with the look she was after.

Hmm, I must say I look stunning she thought to herself. As she twirled around in the front of the mirror.

The dress she had finally decided on, had a low scoop neckline that showed off her ample cleavage to perfection, which she had encased in a racy lacy pink bra.

The dress had been designed to come in at the waist and flare out provocatively at the hips.

It flattered her figure to a t, she thought, it helped create the illusion of a flat tummy, helping her waist look thinner and smaller in the dress.

The material used for the dress was Ankara, the green and blue intricate design, complimenting perfectly with her money bought light brown skin.

She had called in one of her friends who was a makeup artist, to do her make-up for her outing that evening, she was determined to score big that evening.

To attract the men she wanted she needed to look her best and she was definitely coming back home tonight or tomorrow morning with a big wad of cash in her bag.

She had her heart set on elevating her status and standing amongst her friends and acquaintances. Plus she wanted to buy the bag she had seen Ruth sport the other week at a party.

Ruth had been very condescending towards her as she had gone on and on, about how great her sugar daddy was towards her, casually telling her that he had just bought her a 200K handbag.

As she had looked at Linda’s knock off MK bag with scorn and pity.

I hate Ruth, I am better looking than her, how come she has all the luck, she thought bitterly.

Those thoughts were still in her mind, as she walked into her walk in closet looking for a pair of shoes and a bag to go with her dress.

I wonder how the old wrinkly woman, is feeling at the moment, she thought gleefully.

Stupid woman, she will readily leave Tunde by the time I am finished with her, she thought.

However, if Tunde wanted her to live with him, well hopefully not initially, he needed to buy her a decent car. At least a top of the range, Range Rover to compensate for all the crap she would have to deal with.

She took the amulet the old man had made for her, from the deep recesses of her closet and put it in her bag.
Retrieving the amulet prompted and reminded her to put on her waist beads, the baba lawo from Ijebu had told her to use the two together.

How could she have forgotten, she scolded herself.

Linda checked herself out her reflection once more in the mirror and placed a call to her trusted taxi driver to take her to Victoria Island.

She sent a message to Chinu when she was two minutes away from the venue, so that he could come out and take her inside.

She paid the taxi fare and walked to the door of the hotel where Chinu was waiting for her.

‘Chinu, how are you’ as she gave him a hug and peck on the cheek.

‘Wow, Linda, you look beautiful as usual’ as he cast an appreciative eye over her.
His gaze lingered a bit longer than necessary on her cleavage.

‘Aaw, thank you Chinu, you sure know how to boost a girl’s ego’ she said as she smiled at him.

'My pleasure' he said

Linda felt all eyes on her as she made her entrance with Chinu into the hotel, she knew she looked phenomenal as they walked through the reception area.

They walked over to Chinu’s table, it was obvious that he had been enjoying a drink before she had arrived. There were two empty bottles and two glasses were on the table.

She gave the other occupant on the table a cursory glance, dismissing him with her gaze. He was in a plain white t shirt and jeans, his bare wrists were lighter than his face.

He was most probably a penniless friend of Chinu, she thought to herself.

She turned her attention back to Chinu.

‘Get me a drink Chinu, preferably Hennessey.’ she said dismissively.

As she sat down and strategically placed the label of her bag outwards for all to see.

Chinu came back with the drink and suggested they go and mingle so that he could introduce her to the high rollers there that evening.

Nice one bibijay

Keep up the good work

Horlorlardaey and jaguju88li....

Hey guys, thanks for stopping by. The update is ready but I can't access nairaland at work.

Please bear with me. ....

Remi calls. ..have to deal with his shaved pubes