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As i lay my head on Caleb's lap crying, i thought of Lucy, what is she doing now? Is she trying to reach me as we agreed? Have she gone to the police to report me missing? I couldn't help but think that way as Lucy seem to be my only way to escape this mess. And even if she contacted the police, how would they know where i was? Its not like they have a kind of supernatural ability. Maybe i should just die, Death suddenly felt like the next best option.

Caleb squeezed his laps around my face as if trying to comfort me. He looked straight into my eyes and for the first time i saw life in his eyes. He shook his head and squinted his eyes, frowning in a way a loving mother would when her child is doing something naughty, i understood immediately what he was trying to tell me.

''Don't give up'' That was what i interpreted his frowning face as, it was like telepathy. I was able to find strength again and maybe hope in those eyes. I flexed my palm and drew a long breath inwards, drawing in the catarrh that has gathered in my nose, they formed a small pool at the back of my throat and i swallowed so hard my stomach rumbled.

I stood up, wiping off my tears and turned to face Linda, as i turned, from the corner of my eyes i was sure i saw a smile play out on Caleb's face. I had hope and strength, hell i almost gave up seconds ago and now I'm standing face to face with a monster but i fail to see how this called for a smiling face.

I clinched my palm in a fist, my feet slightly apart and stared as Linda walked towards me. It is now or never.

''You think you can fight me?'' Linda asked scornfully, a smile now plastered on her face.

''I would if i have to'' I said walking towards her.

You know how when your heart starts to beat so hard you're sure you are not the only one hearing it and how your stomach feels so hot and your head begins to feel light and then your tongue burns its like you were giving a spoonful of acid, it usually happens the moment before a kiss or when you are planing to do something really bad.

Its called adrenaline, most times it drives us to do something really stupid, exciting or brave. I don't know if i was being brave or just plain stupid, either way i am fighting this out here and now. With the way i felt i could have fought a Lion, Linda was no Lion but she sure is a wild animal.

I stood face to face with Linda, only a small feet between us, I don't know why but i suddenly thought of six feet. One of us would surely be going six feet under any moment now.

I unclinched my fist and charged at her covering the remaining distance between us in fast strides, she raised the machete and swinged, i side stepped to the left, the machete missing my arm just by an inch. Before she had the chance to swing back again i launched myself at her, the way wrestlers do, the space between my neck and shoulder coming in contact with her stomach with a force that sent both of us sprawling to the ground.

I heard her scream in pain and for the first time i was literally on top of the situation. I quickly climbed on top of her before she had the time to recover from the impact of my dive and gave her a flurry of punches that hurt my hands more than it hurt her face or so i thought. My punches came in contact with her jaw, her teeth, her head, breast. I didn't care, i was just crazy, wildly throwing my fists and bringing them down on any part of her body they could reach.

I was screaming, she was screaming, a cacophony of sound enough to drive a man insane. From the corner of my eyes i saw her hand move and before i could react, she hit me with the end of the machete, the blow hitting the right side of my ear, the pain i felt came with muffled sounds coming from a distance, like the sound you hear when you receive a really hot slap. My eyes dazed, time slowed down and for a moment i thought i would black out again. In the heat of the madness i didn't realize she still held the machete.

Thankfully, the blow was not enough to knock me out but was enough to give her a momentary advantage. She rolled me over, my head hitting the hard floor. She raised the machete over her head and brought it down on my neck, i dodged again, this time the machete cutting my left ear slightly, i bled.

Before she could bring her hands up again, i held them and struggled for the machete. I didn't know where the strength came from but i was able to knock the machete away, it fell some safe distance away from her. As she reached for the machete i gathered all the force i could and lifted myself slightly off the floor, she lost her balance and i was able to turn myself over her, that was when the real fight started.

We rolled and rolled over each other, scratching and pulling each others hair, our naked bodies mixing with the tiny pools of dirty water in the room, no one seem to be getting the advantage. I screamed in pain and then in anger, Linda screamed and laughed, it was a mixture of both. It was as if she was enjoying this. Anytime she was on top , she would hit me to make me weak, then squeeze my breasts or slap them and painfully pinch my nipples.

As we tumbled and rolled over each other, i dug my hands into her eyes as deep as i could. I knew i had done a major damage cos her scream hit a new crescendo that hurt me ears. She held my neck and tightened her grip, choking me in the process, my eyes balls bulging out of my socket her hands were really powerful. I might be able to blind her-wasn't even sure if i was hurting her as much as i thought i was- but with this kind of grip on my neck i'm sure she would choke me to death in a matter of minutes.

I gave her a punch that loosened her grip on my neck and sprang myself away from her, reaching for the machete. It would take me a few steps to get to the machete and if i could it would definitely end this madness. I had a head start but surprisingly as i tried to reach for the machete, she ran in an opposite direction.

Like i said before, the room was mildly dark and very large, almost like a really big event hall. I thought this time she had definitely gone crazy but when i saw what she was heading for i knew the fight was far from over. In front of her was this small cupboard and she was running towards it. I reached the machete, picked it and held it in front of me but as i turned around, i saw Linda pointing a gun at me, a little distance away.

I looked at the gun, it had a double barrel with really big holes, 2 eyes staring into my soul. A double barrelled shotgun. My inside melted, my legs turned to jelly and in between my thighs suddenly felt hot and wet, i had urinated on myself.

Linda laughed and laughed, i thought she was never going to stop. When she finally spoke, it was as a wounded Lion, so filled with anger and hatred,

''You would drop that machete before i blast off your head and use its contents to paint these walls''

I did as she said without thinking twice, still pointing the gun at my head she directed me to walk towards Caleb with the end of the gun.

I ran towards Caleb, not because i thought his eyes would give me strength again, but because i had the sudden urge to hold someone. There was definitely no fighting this, Linda had all the aces and the only thing left for me is to bid my time before i finally die.

I am here now and update is coming soon.

I want to thank you all for your comments, they mean a lot to me and i wish i can quote and reply each and everyone of you.

For those thinking i would not complete the story, i promise i would.

for those who wants to know if its real, well read the comments someone said he's had a thing with the story teller once so draw your own conclusions and if you are trying to contact me....., mrsexplorer21@gmail.com

updates coming soon, before the end of tomorrow! thank you all.

iboboyswag:
MrsExplorer, I really must commend you for the wonderful job you are doing.

I love your writing skills and your ability to make fiction feel so real.... I have read your diary of a condom and the other one, a client from hell. I have even gone as far as trying to register on penpee.com, albeit unsuccessful, just so I could finish reading the diary of a condom... I want to encourage you to continue to turn out good works.

I would also want to encourage you to consider using images that local to our environment in your designs..... For example where your designs involves pictures of people, it would be nice or rather look more home-grown, if the images are that of Africans seeing that it is an African story, it kind of help drives home the idea..... The design your did for Allen avenue was good but IMO bright city lights and streets reminiscent of our famed Allen avenue would have been nice whilst you still maintain the design layout.

This is just my 2kobo....




Still you remain one of the very best I have come across on this platform.

Now that's you, foxyflow (the brother has an hilarious style) and danladii (the diary of a lekki houseboy)....

friend, your 2kobo is worth a million dollars to me. You are totally right and using african pics can really go a long way,,, however the fact still remains my inability to get quality african pics that would perfectly go well with a book cover. and i tired google searching already.

I really love your insight and advice and please if you have something to say, don't hesitate to say it. Thank you so much

12Monkeys:


You like it because it brings your inner wh0re out and your rape fetish thrives on such garbage.


Women , the most demented creatures God made.

If i may indulge you, so if it was a man that wrote this story, it's okay? like men have a right to freely express themselves why women don't?

I'm literally sweating from excitement. I FINALLY MADE FRONT PAGE?

Thanks for all the comments, means so much to me. and for the critics, ehmmmmm, thank you too.

I thought i wont be updating this story till on monday, but now.., damn me if i don't before the end of tommorrow,, you guys should sit still.


NOTE:

If you have a great idea how the story should/could go,, just let me know in the comment. If i like your idea i would incoperate it to the story and give you credit for it.

For those of you trying to contact me mrsexplorer21@gmail.com

HakeemCrispy:
MrsExplorer.. Please help me do one for my up-coming story.

Tittle: The Village Corper
Author: Hakeem Crispy

unless this is a kind of comedic story please try coming up with a more catchy book title next time,, titles like ''The village corper'' don't cut it any more. Except you are writing for kids to read or like i said before, a comedic story. manage this abeg

letterman:


Hello, please, are you still helping? If yes, could you help make a cover with a title "A Poet and His Nurse" with the subtitle "A psychological romance story"
Name of author is "Victor Damilola Garuba"

Thank you in advance.

Here you go

Gabrendo:


MrsExplorer . What did i do wrong? I have been waiting in line for my own book cover. You haven't replied me. Please reply me nah.

Here you go, friend.

LarrySun:
MrsExplorer, you're doing an amazing job. May God bless you abundantly. Can you kindly help me design one of your catchy book covers? The details are stated below:

Title: Kanu: The Journal of a Rogue
Writer: Larry Sun
Category: Fiction
Snippet: They tried to kill him, now they are going to pay!
Synopsis: Kanu was a simple nerd in the University of Lagos. He met Jumai and fell in love. Then cultists tried to take his girl from him. He was shot but he refused to die. Now he is out for blood! Every cultist must pay! Every Scarecrow. Every Southpaw. Kanu is on the loose!
Excerpt: The next thing he did was attack me, but I had already envisaged his move. He was a lousy boxer. He threw a wide aim in the bid to hit me on the side of the face. I dodged it easily, his move was too slow for my liking. With the punch he threw, I could have rendered him unconscious in an instant, but I wasn't going to do that. In trying to attack me, he had let loose of his own defence. I found an opening on his neck and gave him a vicious slap on the throat; it was quick and precise. For a moment, he could not breathe at the impact, and when he finally caught his breath, he grunted out loud, not much unlike how a pig with a boil would grunt.

Attached below is the poor attempt at creating a befitting cover.

hope you like this..., and don't forget to check out my stories

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I was floating in the sky, around me were tiny angels, two of them held my hands and were lifting me round. It was beautiful, i looked behind me and realized i had wings too. I flew downwards with speed, breaking free from the angels holding me, the wind gently caressing my face. It felt beautiful to fly. I started to sing, the angels joined me, we all held hands, flying and singing. I landed beside a pool of water, the angels hovering round me, some few meters above my head. I looked into the pool and when i saw my reflection my countenance changed, there was blood all over my face and there was nothing where my eyes were supposed to be, it was totally hollow. I looked straight into the hollow darkess and began to panic. I knelt beside the pool and started to splash water on my face franctically, the water becoming a pool of crimson blood, the angels began to laugh and were now transforming into tiny demons slowly flying towards me, my panic increased tripple fold and i started to scream. The demons were now on me, scratching, biting. I screamed.


I woke up with a scream, totally disoriented but when i saw Linda staring directly into my eyes brandishing a machete, i knew i had woken up from a nightmare and into another one. She laughed in a way only monsters do and dragged me by my hair, pulling me roughly accross the floor towards where Caleb was sitting. I wished i could black out again.

''Stand up and continue your job, b.itch, or i'll cut off your hands, one finger at a time'' As she spoke, i slowly got up directly standing in front of Caleb. It would be stupid to outrightly disobey her and even though i was scared and wounded i still believed i would be able to survive this. Blood tickled from my head, i wiped it off with the back of my palm and rubbed it on my short skirt.

I slowly moved towards Caleb, pulling off my skirt as i did. I tore off my top and let my breats fall bare. I took a side glance at Linda and saw that she was smiling, the machete hanging loosely by her right hand side. I eyed the machete and continued towards Caleb. I pulled off my white pants and began to slowly rub my thighs with my hands and did a kind of stripper dance.

I traced my fingers from my lips slowly to my breasts, squeezing and gently pinching my nipples, bending my legs in the process and rocking back and forth, i continued dancing. With one of my hands still on my nipples, i moved the other hand to my thighs, making a circular motion inbetween my legs i started to rub the areas around my pussy.

My plan was simple, i'll do whatever she wants until she lets her guard down, then i'll launch myself at her with a fight to the death, if i could get the machete to fall of her hand we might have an even match and even though i knew she was stronger and would easily defeat me, i decided i would try still. It was either a fight at a chance for survival or just death by machete.

I heard someone moan. Definitely not mine. I looked behind me and saw Linda was doing exactly what i was doing and moaning. What kind of fvcked up person is this, i thought to myself. As i watched her reaction, i continued with more intensity, rubbing and squeezing and moaning, our moaning reaching a melody only demons can dance to. It was a madhouse, a slaughterhouse and if Linda was crazy, i guess its time i up my game and be crazy too.

I danced towards her,still rubbing and squeezing, my adrenaline rising to an unimaginable degree, my pulse increased, my heart started to beat fast pounding like steam engines from china and for the first time since this ordeal started, i had a clear head. Linda was rubbing her pussy too and moaning really loudly, she was definitely enjoying this, even from this distance i could tell she was dripping wet.

I was a few meter away, one more step and i'll be a diving distance from her. I calculated, the force from my dive should be able to send the machete flying from her grip and once i flung myself at her, i would aim for her neck and squeeze, cutting off her supply of oxygen, not letting go. I danced. Just one more step. I took the step and just as i was about to take that dive, that dive that would end everything, she raised the machete towards me, stopping me dead in my tracks, i took a step back, the tears falling uncontrollably.

''what do you think you are doing? If you take one more step towards me i'll cut you in two'' Linda blurted out,totally out of breath.

''Go back and continue'' she screamed.

I moved back towards Caleb, kneeling down in front of him, i planted my face and breasts on his lap and started crying uncontrollably.



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Samwell247:
i've been waiting for this update like forever.... interesting piece... waiting for more updates dear...

johnmanuel1743:
I'm behind you ma....not behind you in the way most nairalanders think..i mean the normal one..lol[color=][/color] [color=#990000][/color]

lol i understand. Thank you

Samwell247:
i've been waiting for this update like forever.... interesting piece... waiting for more updates dear...

i really appreciate that and hope you doing good

CivilzedTyger:
I'm behind you like gay s*x

huhuhuhuhuhu, lol, thanks

SweetieConstie:
Following... Nice piece, Mrsexplorer...
Please, continue...

thank you and keep reading...,

bibijay123:
Mrs explorer am hooked and a little spooked but please go on!

hmmm, wow. I'm honoured. Thanks

Hi all. I have seen your requests and i promise to make each and every cover. I have just been really busy and yesterday i took a break from my laptop.

Larrysun, i am so honoured to design your bookcover. I have read your stories here and sincerely you are one of those that inspired me to start writing on nairaland. Kindly check out my stories and tell me what you think. reach me here mrsexplorer21@gmail.com

Gabrendo, you didn't do anything wrong and i promise you'll get your book cover before the end of today.

Thank you.

if you are reading this, kindly drop a comment

3

As i walked through the staircase i felt the stinking smell of piss hit me like a drunk driver on a friday night. Even though i couldn't see where i was because of the blindfold, i knew for sure this place was hell. When we got to the room, the guard pulled off the blind fold and just like the room i just left, this room was also without windows and stinked just as much. The curtains were horrifying to look at and it was totally dark. One couldn't tell if it was day or night.

I saw Linda sitting at a far end of the room, she looked like she just ate a demon, her eyes were bloodshot red, her face had no emotions and she was sweating profusely, her flowing hair was now tied in a tight knot, she held what looked like a small machete and not to forget she was completely naked.

She beckoned for me to come closer and as i did, i saw a young man sitting beside Linda. He looked very weak and there was blood on his cheek and forehead. His eyes were closed and i guessed he couldn't be more than 25 years old. His hands were tied behing his back and a kind of thick cord tied his legs to the chair he was sitting on. He must have been tortured because i noticed all over his skin were whip marks.

''You look extremely cute'' Linda blorted out, taking my attention away from the young man. ''I love the way your skirt clings to you thighs'' Her face still emotionless
''I'm sure my husband would like you''

''where is your husband'' i asked, still totally confused.

''Oh, sorry for my manners. meet Caleb, my husband'' As she spoke, she slapped the young man accross the face and screamed his name. He winced in pain, tears flowing down freely and i'm sure he would have screamed if he could. His mouth was gagged.

I couldn't believe Caleb was her husband, he looked so young and i'm sure Linda is way past 45. Linda was now stroking him, ''Its time for you to start'' she said to me.

I panicked. ''What am i to start?''

Linda walked towards me and pulling my hair down so hard she brought my ears straight to her mouth, ''What i paid you for, you bitch!''

''I am not going to do anything'' I screamed, the irony of her insult totally rubbing off on me. She looked at me like someone who recieved an olympic size, 23 seconds knock out punch, she was totally dazed and shocked. But that was just for a moment, in an instant flash and with a speed out of this world she lifted her hands and let the side of the matchete she held hit my cheeks with a brutal force that sent me sprawling to the ground.

I felt my cheek burn and i might have broken a tooth. It was a miracle i didn't faint. I lied on the floor not wanting to standing up and desperately wishing this would be a really bad nightmare and i would wake up to reality any moment now. But i didn't, the sound of Linda's angry voice jolted me back to reality,

''You'll do whatever i tell you to without any question. Do you understand me?'' She raised the machete over her head, i quickly shook my head in affirmation and moved away from the reach of the machete.

''I'll do whatever you want, please just don't hit me with that'' I said as i broke into sobs. I stood up and walked towards Caleb. His eyes were closed again. I reached for his hands as gently as i could cos he was in so much pain. He opened his eyes slightly and shook his head in a way people do when they have regrets. I avoided looking into his eyes as i knelt down and cupped his hand round my right breast.

As expected, this seem to just give him more pain. I paused.

''Continue'' I heard Linda's voice from behind. ''Pull of your dress, i'm sure Caleb would love to see that space inbetween your thighs, or Caleb, won't you?''

Caleb shook his head as if to say no but that doesnt matter. Linda is the boss here and we can only do her bidding. I was not ready to get naked so i stalled. I pulled of the top two botton of the shirt i wore so that my breasts were slightly visible. I was wearing a white bra and then i placed Caleb's hand inside my shirt, his hand roughly touching my breasts, my nipples stood on edge, not from pleasure but from disgust.

Linda seem to like this as i heard nothing from her so i continued. I used his hands to drag my bra down and pressed his hands on my right nipple, while at the same time pulling of the hook from my bra. A large portion of my breasts were now bare. I grabbed his second hand, placing it on my other breast. I was using his hands to rub my breasts and even though he seem to be in pain, i didn't care. i was determined to stall.

Just when i thought i was having my way, i recieved a thunderous slap from Linda, followed by a kick in the head.

''I said you should get naked'' she screamed.

I felt my head get really heavy, my hands wouldn't move, my heartbeat started to slow down, my eyes began to close. I blacked out.

simplygadal:
Nice One!!!! MrsExplorer. I wouldn't mind one myself. Book Title: 14 Inspirational Thoughts for Teens. It is a short inspirational book written to motivate, inspire and challenge teens/young adults. Author: Ufuoma Fijabi. Thank you.

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simplygadal:
Nice One!!!! MrsExplorer. I wouldn't mind one myself. Book Title: 14 Inspirational Thoughts for Teens. It is a short inspirational book written to motivate, inspire and challenge teens/young adults. Author: Ufuoma Fijabi. Thank you.

next

Milonis:
MrsExplorer...this is just amazing

I will like to have one...dont mind two (i'm not being greedy please)

Kindly come online and let's do this
#graciás!

you did not state what you want

EEMOSCO:
Tanks still waiting patiently

here you go

I'm only chanced at time like this...., So i'll do it.

succyblinks:


Oh my God u are a Darling, I love it so much, plz plz reply my pm let's work things out

mrsexplorer21@gmail.com reach me here

EEMOSCO:
A COOL DAY TO YOU ALL. Mine is BLOOD CLASH BY EZE EMMANUEL.A story about a cool family that was scattered a night by robbers but unraveled many secret later on when mike joined the force.The sister which mike thought was dead joined the robbers who killed their family(by force actually).At the end it going to be a BLOOD CLASH.THE FORCE(the brother) VERSUS THE ROBBER(the sister).

you are next

succyblinks:


Me me me me! I want one too, title sex worker by success, if u don't mind I'll like to send u a pm so we can work some things out privately. I await ur reply

please like this one o, i spent quite a lot of time. Tell me what you think

Galacious1:
a banker that later became a king.

I'm sorry for d late response. I had network issue since yestday.

Hope you like it

succyblinks:


Me me me me! I want one too, title sex worker by success, if u don't mind I'll like to send u a pm so we can work some things out privately. I await ur reply

no problemo , looking forward to your message

olanshile2016:
miss sorry i mean mrs,can you help me to do cover for WASTED YEARS by OLANSHILE
OLALEKAN
it is about the ordeal of a pastor's son in the university

What do you think?

olanshile2016:
miss sorry i mean mrs,can you help me to do cover for WASTED YEARS by OLANSHILE
OLALEKAN
it is about the ordeal of a pastor's son in the university

on queue

kazuna:
Hmmm...You were political there, GEJ dumbasss?

Anyway, why did they choose Nigeria? is it just because there was a time portal?

Or the over population?

How did they infiltrate so easily? Where the Nigerians so desperate that they couldnt even suffer a culture shock?
I mean, what situation can make one easily look over a being with Green pigmentation?

Unless they use some kinda mind numbing pulsers to puckerize the minds of the nigerians...

hmmm, i think i'll like you. very wise questions

OluwabuqqyYOLO:
MrsExplorer, please make me one. The title is 'Marital Shambles - The Crumbs Of A Happy Home'.

Synopsis: "A lawyer has a night stand with a woman he loves and hell is loose. His wife, a model - and a daughter of a major politician, frames him up and he gets arrested. He comes up against his former rival and dark echoes from his misdeed trails him forever."

Author: Abdulhakeem Oladokun Oluwabukola

Your story really sounds interesting. Can you drop a link? I would love to read it

Galacious1:
MrsExplorer ur design is great.

Please make one for me.

The title is BanKING.

Author : Galacious

You are next on queue,, what is the story about

johnwizey:
I'll like one for my fwend, the title is Allen Avenue by bibijay (nt real name o) its a story about call girls.

Design here, hope you like it.