My name is Brittany, 17 years old and this is my story of how my uncle sold me out to a séx Lord.

Uncle Philip took me to his house in another state as soon as my parents died.


My parents died in a car accident on their way to pick me up from school.

It was one of my worst experiences because I cried myself into a stupor.

Well after the buriāl of my parents. Uncle Philip, my father's younger brother, offered to take me to the city and take care of me.

I have to because I do not have anyone to stay with and Uncle Philip sold off my father's mansion.

He promised to use the money to sponsor my education. But what I got in return wasn't what I expected.
****

We arrived in Lagos late at night after traveling from Port Harcourt. We arrived at Uncle Philip's house, where he showed me to the guest room.

I slumped into bed after eating and taking a bath because I was exhausted.

After a few hours' sleep.

I began hearing whispers. At first, I thought I was dreaming, but the voice persisted.

"She is still a virgin, and she is a beautiful girl who the don will love," said a familiar voice, undoubtedly Uncle Philip's voice.

"I doubt the don will like her; she is too tender to pass the boss' test." Another random voice I could not identify responded.

"She is a virgin, and you know what that means," Uncle Philip exclaimed desperately.

At this point, I knew I was not dreaming. I stood up from my bed, knowing they were at my door.
I could hear them because the door was halfway open.

"All right, I will pay ten million naira if the don likes her."

Realisation struck me that uncle Philip is about to sell me off.

My heart rate increased.

"As fear gripped my chest, my heartbeat changed to a frantic drumbeat, pounding out a desperate rhythm. Thud, thud, thud... Each pulse felt like a sledgehammer hitting my ribcage, echoing throughout my body with a sense of urgency. It was as if my heart was racing to escape the terror that had taken hold, pounding out a warning signal that danger was near. The rapid-fire beats seemed to scream, 'Act now! Run! Hide!' My chest tightened, my breath quickened, and my senses went on high alert as my panicked heartbeat drove me to respond to the threat."

"We will come for her at sundown tomorrow; make sure to keep her safe, or you will face the consequences." The strange guy muttered.

"She will not escape," Uncle Philip assured.

And then I heard footsteps; obviously, they had finished talking. And heading out.

I can’t wait for tomorrow. I need to leave right now.

I was certain the footsteps had faded away. And uncle Philip has returned to his room.

I stood up from the bed and tiptoed into the living room.

I grabbed the key from the center table and moved towards the door.

About opening the door.
When I felt something on my head.

“Dont move or I'll shoot you” Came uncle Philip husky voice.

“I gulp nervously when I see a gun pointed at me.

TO Be Continued
https://storymack.com.ng/sold-to-lord-of-sex-chapter-2/

Jesse sighs again as two girls held onto him like he was going to run away if they don't.

"Come on Jesse, I want you to be at my party this weekend". The first girl said holding by the arm.

"No Jesse, don't go to her party, why don't we go shopping together, I can get you all the expensive clothes you need,is more great than going to a clumsy party". The second girl said as she rest her head on jesse'shoulder smiling.

And the first girl pushed her head off from Jesse's shoulder angrily.

"Hey, what was that for". The second girl yells angrily.

"What do you think you are doing, Jesse is not your boyfriend, so you can't rest your head on his shoulder like that".

"And he is not your boyfriend either, so you have no right to tell me what to do with Jesse". The second girl fired back.

The first girl scoffs and said folding her hands.

"Really now, how about I smashed that ugly face of yours".

"You are the ugly one here not me, have you looked at your self in the mirror, you are no different from a monkey. The second girl said again.

"How dare you call me names". The first girl said looking so angry.

Jesse look at them and sighs, this is happening again, he thought within himself, as he looks at the girls who were fighting because of him.

Being born with a handsome and cute face has always been very difficult for him, other guys said he is lucky to have been born handsome, but to him, he wish he wasn't born with a handsome face.

Yes he knows he extorts money from these girls, but them always fighting each other because of him was tiring, and come to think of it, he wasn't dating any of these girls.

He could clearly remember when a girl almost killed herself because he refused to go on a date with her.

And her parents came knocking on his door, agusing him of bewitching their daughter, and he spent two days in jail, when he clearly didn't do nothing wrong.

And there was also a time, when two sisters almost killed themselves, fighting one another because of him, and when their parents discovers he was the brain behind why they were fighting, he was arrested and he also spent five days in jail, and the police even argues him of been a criminal when he was not.

And he was also badly beaten up by some group of thugs, and he spent a week in the hospital getting treatment, and why was he badly beaten.......,the leader of the group thought he was dating his girlfriend when he saw a lot of picture of him on her phone.

Sometimes he is grateful he is handsome because he gets money from these girls, and other times he wish he wasn't.

Jesse continues looking at this girls who were raining abuses on each other, he sighs again and said.

"That enough, you both should stop arguing.

And the girls quickly obeyed like a dog.

"So are you coming to my party?"

"Shut up..... Jesse you should go with me for shopping".

"No Jesse, come to my party".

"Her party is always full of sluts, and you hate those kinds of girls right, so let go shopping together, she is Nothing but a LovePeddler and that why she is throwing a party".

"Did you just call me a LovePeddler"

"Yes I did, and what are you going to do huh". She fired back.

Jesse ran his fingers through his hair, looking so tired, how can he stop being so handsome, so this girls won't fight, argue or even try to kill themselves because of him.

Jesse continues looking at the girls arguing, his eyes and ears were aching as he watch and hears them arguing, and he prays so hard in silence that someone should save him from the clutches of these girls.

As if his prayers were answered, Violet who happens to be his childhood and best friend walked up to him.

"Hey Jesse, where have you been, your mom has been looking for you". Violet half yells.

"Am so sorry Love". Jesse quickly said expecting to see the girls reaction.

"Love!!!!!!!!". The two girls said at once looking at Jesse.

To Be Continued
https://storymack.com.ng/fate-of-love-episode-2/

My name is Maxwell, I am a tall,dark and handsome guy, some say my lips are shaped like a kiss and I had dimples on the both sides of my cheeks I'm not a graduate tho because I was an SS2 dropout but I know how to speak English very well and also know a thing or two in every subject,one thing many do not know about me is my 10inches monster cock.

I've always wondered why God wasted such pleasurable gift on me who don't know how to use it, anyways I just into a new compound in the trenches of Lagos two weeks ago, a very big compound containing 12 flats all one room apartment except for the landlord's house which was a bit beautiful than the rest and my neighbors are: Mama Moji who has 3 beautiful grown up daughters(adeola who was 18,Christy who was 20 and timi the oldest who was 24) and a son (Moji) who was in prison.

Mama Moji was quite young and beautiful on her own and she was widowed too, bola a spinster and she also stays with her friend ify, papa and mama Amanda (papa Amanda was a cleaner In the shell company while mama Amanda has a small kiosk near the compound) they had only one daughter call Amanda who was just 16, tejiri also a spinster 27yrs of age she stays alone, John a bachelor, Jerry also a bachelor but his fairly beautiful girlfriend simisola comes to stay with him from time to time, papa joy who was a drunk and hardly even comes to his house living joy and her sister glory to cater for themselves, oga landlord who I'm sure is in his late 50's has 4 daughters (Esther who was married but back again to her father's house due to her inability to cook,

Sandra who just finished her youth services,Sara who is just entering into the university and funke who was desperate too desperate for a girl of 17),chioma who is 25 and her squad (Linda who was beautiful 26yrs,Dina dark but a bit ugly to me 28, Layla the most beautiful and youngest amongst them 23 and Elizabeth who acts like one cheap ashawo (prostitute) 27,adebayo a man who doesn't like to mind his business and likes gossiping like a woman,my crush Susan she's 19 tho but she stays alone,well shaped has a very nice ass and the perfect breast- not too small not too big-,and finally me making up the whole compound

I had no friends I just like being on my own, but since I parked into this new compound chioma and her squad won't let me rest, trying to be my friends sweet talking and teasing me for being a virgin at the age of 21, I never get angry tho I just laughed shyly,one hot afternoon I went to take a cold bath, I was bathing when the door of the toilet flung open "who's that" I asked as I washed the soap off my face as I turned to see who was there I was shocked,I quickly too my towel and wrapped it around my waist "I'm sorry" chioma said as she was still stareing at my half naked body"it's fine" I said as I walked towards the exit, but she blocked the door way"chioma" I said "let me pass na" I continued, but she just pushed me into the bathroom and locked the door behind her"chio...."

I attempted to talk but she hushed me with her index"shhhhhhhhh" she hushed me as she slowly loosen the towel I was tying "chioma I'm getting very uncomfortable" I said worriedly as my towel fell on the toilet floor "I said shut up, you talk too much" she whispered lustfully, she then knelt down and held my d**k up "wow you're big"she said with a grin, but I just stood there muted,she first licked the top of my d**k and slowly began to stroke it, at that moment all my thoughts went blank,I saw myself in somewhere else I don't know and I started speaking some kind of language.

I thought was Jewish,"Maxwell"she called me as she turned her ass to me "eat me from behind" she said as she bit her lips,I knelt down attempting to put my dick in but she stopped me and sexily said"with ur mouth", without any questions I just started eating her,tho I was a novice but she moan at every given lick,she then said "Bleep me", with no hesitations I slid in and started bleeping her she moan very slow and softly and it sounded like a melodious tone to my ears, the echoes of the toilet added and I kept fucking her after about 15 minutes she yelled "shit" and pulled out and squirts on the floor, she lied weak on her stomach breath heavily and saying"I can't feel my legs",

"Chioma are you alright?" I asked worriedly"I'm fine just Bleep me please" she pleaded,I slide in again and stroked her for another 30 minutes but I felt a very sweet sensation around my balls"put out" chioma quickly said as I did so and then semen blasted out of my dick and some was on her ass while some was on the floor,she squirts again but this time she gave me a hug and says "I love you Maxwell,I will forever love you", afterward we washed up our sweat and head for our rooms

TO Be Continued
https://storymack.com.ng/my-sex-story-episode-1/

💃 𝗕𝗥𝗬𝗔𝗡'𝗦 𝗣𝗢𝗩 💃

I pushed her roughly on the bed......

As I quickly bounced on her as we kissed each other passionately.

I disengaged the kiss and tore her blouse roughly as I yanked her bra off her exposing her two erected nipples.

She moaned softly as I pressed her boobs tight.

I took off her panties as I inserted my finger into her Womanliness.

She moaned sharply......

I placed my mouth on her nipples and sucked on them hungrily as I fingered her roughly.

"Arrhhhh...... Bry.... Ahhhh...." She moaned but I am not in for q quiet s*x.

I quickly inserted my erected di<k into her already wet Womanliness .

I slammed into her uncontrollably.

She kept on moaning as I fvcked her so badly.

One could only hear the sound of our bare bodies as I slammed into her.

We continued until we met orgasm.

************

I got out of the bathroom with a towel tied around my waist.

Exposing my broad sexy body.....

Without being told,,,,, I know am super sexy and that my body alone cannot only make you drool but can also make you Hot.

I saw her still on the bed with the duvet wrapped around her body.

She smiled seductively at me but I scoffed.

"You were so hot honey" She bit her down lip.

I faced the mirror combing my hair.

Why the fvck is she smiling like am her boyfriend

"Get out!" I said with a hoarse voice.

"Huh" She asked in surprise as I quickly turned to her.

"You heard me!..... I said get out now" I ordered as she flinched.

"But I thought you loved...." She stuttered

I scoffed and shook my head in disbelief.

I quickly picked up a wrap of about 50 thousand dollars and threw it on her face.

"Take that and get your fvcked up a5s outta my bed and my room right now" I ordered as she gradually picked up the scattered money.

With my face still in the mirror,,, I applied some pomade on my body.

"What are you still waiting for bi+ch Get out of here" I screamed as she quickly rushed off holding her shoes.

"You're so unfair you bas+ard" She yelled as she stormed out of the room.

I ran my fingers into my curly hair and pushed them backwards.

What was she thinking

That am gonna date her??

That's silly you know......

Actually,,, I have a girlfriend.

That's crazy right But it is true!!

She's the only one serious in the so called relationship.

I don't give a fvck about relationships.....

The truth is,,, I really wanted to have her on the bed and I know she won't let me do that unless we are a couple.

So I befriended Ruby to fvck her.

Too bad I don't know how best to dismiss the damn girl.

Am already tired of her.

Oh..... I forgot to introduce myself.

Am Bryan Adams....

And am a very handsome guy 😉😉

My mom is actually late..... But my dad is still very much alive.

Mom's death was so painful and that was the reason why I hated the word "Love".

Though that story will be for another day.

I only have my grandma Claire... Whose my father's mom and my favourite.

She's one of the reasons why I live.

But grandma Claire lives in the states.... She's taking care of the family business over there.

She's getting really old and might return to the country anytime soon.

But am not in good terms with my dad,,,,, I despise him so much.

Together with his new family.

I have a sister though... A younger one.

She lives with grandma in the states.

Her name is Nadia.

I think that's enough introduction for now.

My cell phone rang aloud....

I glanced at the phone's screen.

"Slut no. 2" I said aloud what was written in the phone screen.

I sneered as I quickly rejected the call.

"Why can't this crazy slut get into her head that it was just a one night stand with no strings attached" I shook my head as I lighted a stick of cigarette.

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🌺 Arianna's POV:🌺

I catwalked on the stage in my long black ballgown.

"Good day everyone... Am your drama queen Arianna Bernardo.... Thank you!" I said as I presented before the audition judges.

I was applauded as I waved at them smiling broadly.

"Your performance was quite amazing Miss Arianna but it's quite unfortunate.... You're not selected among the chosen ones" One of the judge said as I bowed my head.

I walked down the platform with tears circulated in my eyes.

I really needed this job.

I had borrowed money to buy the costume am wearing.

How do I pay Madam Sherry??

Tears welled down my chubby cheeks as I walked back into the dressing room.

I quickly wiped off my tears and sniffed.

My best friend Gloria walked to me with a sad face as she hugged me.

"You don't have to worry.... You will surely be appointed among the chosen one in the next audition" Gloria consoled me.

"How do I pay Madam Sherry?" I cried

"Don't worry,,,, I will help you talk to Gary to lend you money OK" She said as I forced a smile.

************

I walked into our old almost empty apartment.

It was so quiet and I wondered why??

"Bibi! Laila!!! Am back" I said aloud as I got into the room.

I saw mother, Laila and Bibi sitting wearing a gloomy look.

I became worried.

"Welcome" They chorused

"Mother?? what happened?" I asked eagerly

Mother only forced a smile at me.

"It's nothing child... Just freshen up,,,, there are some left over cabbage stew and potatoes on the table" She said

"Are you sure mother" I asked not convinced

"Yes child... How was the audition?" She asked as I bowed my head in sadness.

"Don't worry my child... Everything will be OK soon" She said as she patted my hair and walked away.

I breathed heavily and turned to my little siblings.

"What happened to mother?" I asked

"The landlady just left the house few minutes ago" Little Bibi of seven years old said as Laila nudged him.

"Oh Bibi... Mother warned us never to worry sister Arianna with that" Laila whose 10 years old muttered.

I touched their heads and hugged them.

We really needed to pay house rents too... that's the reason I need the job.

"Don't worry kids" I said not knowing what exactly to say.

Tears circulated in my eyes.

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🌺 BRYAN'S POV 🌺

We stepped into the noisy bar.

It's my birthday party🎊

So we are just gonna celebrate with my friends.

We danced as we drank a lot of liquors.

This is exactly the kinda fun I want....

I danced and rocked and rolled with a new bi+ch I saw at the bar.

"Bryan??" I heard a familiar voice as I was snogging the new bi+ch.

I turned around and saw Ruby with tears streaming down her cheeks.

I only grinned at her.

"You man hoer...." She landed a resounding slap on my cheeks and I smiled crazily.

"Go to hell.... We're done anyways" I said as I spanked the new bi+ch's a5s.

"What?" She furrowed her brows.

"You heard me... AM DONE WITH YOU" I shouted as the crowd stared at us.

Tears welled down her cheeks as she stared around in embarrassment.

She quickly ran out of the bar.........

TO Be Continued
https://storymack.com.ng/21-days-bride-episode-2/

👩‍❤️‍👨🔸(Awaken)🔸❣️

The busy people in Gwangju Airport were dazed in a peculiar incident happening inside. The employees together with some of the passengers were all gathered around in circle as they stared at a man peacefully sleeping on the white ivory tiled floor.

His black polka dot polo and black slacks were soaked and his surroundings had paddles of water. Hid hair wet and messy and so was his whole body. He was in a fatal position, breathing slowly unlike the other people around him. The guards interfered them and went in front of the crowd.

"Sir." The guard said as he squatted and nudged the shoulder of the man. "Sir." He reiterated as he put more force in his nudge.

Abruptly, the man opened his big dark brown eyes. The people gasped as they saw him wake up. The man rose up as he breathed heavily and coughed continuously.

"Sir, are you okay?"

The man forcefully stopped his cough and looked around blankly at the guard. "W..where am I?"

The guards chortled finding the man's question ridiculous. "Sir, you're at the center of the Gwangju Airport. You have been sleeping for hours."

"Gwangju Airport?" He asked. He was confused on what's happening around him. He looked around and saw people with different colors looking at him. Slowly, he stood and noticed he was wet. "S... sorry...I don't know why I'm here..."

The people were confused too. They had many speculations in mind. Some thought that he was kidnapped and brought her secretly. Some thought that it was some kind of supernatural act. Some thought that he has gone nuts.

Embarrassed, he got out of the pool of people and shook his arm as he tried to dry up his polo. As he near the glass exit doors of the airport, he was welcomed by the warm and dry afternoon in Gwangju. It was already the season of autumn and the brown leaves kept rustling and falling off the trees.

He stopped for a moment and tried to remember what happened to him. He closed his eyes and exhaled, it took him a minute to finally realizes that he couldn't remember a single thing, even his name. It made him frustrated.

'Why am I at the airport? Why am I soaked in water? Who am I?' Thee questions kept rounding his mind.

He slowly stepped out of the airport as he pushed the door. As he existed the airport, it started to drizzle.

The people started to remove their coats to cover their heads as the ran to the nearest shelter they could find. They were hurrying as the rain started to get heavier. The man stopped for lunch while and looked up as the drops of rain touched his face.

He looked at the side as he continued running forward. As he moved forward, he bumped into someone unintentionally. His eyes widened in shock as he looked down, seeing a woman in long wavy black hair with her books and blue umbrella scattered on the wet floor.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry." He said repeatedly as he squatted and help her pick up the books.

"It's okay." The woman said softly as she winced in mild pain. He stood and offered his hand to the woman. She held his hand and he pulled her up. "Thank you." She blushed.

He gave me the umbrella and smiled at her. The woman shyly smiled back and they both stood still waiting for each other to talk.

"Do...you have an umbrella?" She asked in concern as she saw how soaked he was.

"No." He replied as he rubbed his nape in embarrassment.

"..D.. Do you want to share mine?"

He looked at her in surprise. He didn't expect to hear that from her, especially when he was a stranger to her.

"W...what?"

"Ah...ah... please don't misunderstand."she blushed. "I..I'm just worried, your shirt's already soaked."

"Ah...y..yes." he said. He walked closer to her as the woman raised her right arm to cover the tall man. He noticed it and offered to handle the umbrella instead. They continued walking silently as the drops of rain, the car's horns and the trees made their respective sounds.

"So... where do you live?" She asked.

"I don't know." He muttered.

The woman was puzzled. She thought he might be homeless, but she disregarded the thought as his clothes looks expensive.

"...do you know me?" He asked, hoping there's a chance.

"No." She answered as she looked to the side thinking that he was bragging. "Who are you?"

The man paused as he looked down thinking of what to answer. "I don't know."

Again the woman was puzzled. They kept walking forward as they looked down to see the rain dropping on the asphalt floor and partly on their shoes. After a few steps, they both arrived at the bus stop.

"Where are you going?"

TO Be Continued
https://storymack.com.ng/love-of-my-life-chapter-2/

I was born in a family of three boys,
i am second to last born. got into secondary
and i was so intelligent that my father plegde to
withdraw my senior brother from school inorder
for me to further my education because we are
not rich like that.
My senior brother drop out from school after his JSS 3 exam,by then I was in JSS 1.

My senior brother was supported by every
member of our family to go and learn work in
order to help my father to sponsor me and my
junior brother.
He left to where he was to learn work.
I continued with my studies, with the help of my
parent.
If i come back from school i will eat my
lunch and go help my parent in some farm
work,so because of that my parents loved me the
more 🫣though i was a bit stubborn then but my
parents didn’t care.

They do everything i requested for.
On my SS2, I was matured enough to associate with girls but I wasn’t doing such.
All my friends then in secondary school had 2 to 3 girl friends but i had none because i only focused on my studies so I can make my parents proud.

I had four friends then,
Two out of the four were so corrupt because of
how their parents pampered them and the poor
parental responsibilities toward them.

The other two were very intelligent.
My corrupt friends kept on pressuring me to get a girl friend but i refused.
So one day i went to RAYMOND’s house to visit him,
RAYMOND is one of my intelligent friend.

His mum is late and his father is a policeman,so his father
is not always in the house so he do as it pleases him,
when i got to his father’s compound,i didn’t see anybody, so I went straight to his room as usual,on getting to his door,
I was hearing some moaning inside his room.

Me::: who is he with? Is he f***king a girl or what?
No he can’t because he doesn’t have a girlfriend.
The moan became too much so i decided to find
out what is happening,

Me::: I knocked at the door, but he didn’t answer maybe because he was busy and he didn’t ask who,🤷‍♂️ so i opened the
door because it was not locked and I saw RAYMOND and
our female classmate called ROSE . I was amazed
and my mouth was open..
I was looking at both of them on the bed unclad and ROSE
was feeling shy,I couldn’t believe my eyes. RAYMOND what am i seeing?

RAYMOND::: JOSH forget that thing. Body no be firewood
naw.
All Work and no play make a jack a dull boy.

Me::::RAYMOND i trusted you so much and even you ROSE .
“she was mute” If someone told me that
you can involve your self in such an act,
I wouldn’t believe it. Chai!,so this is what both of
you have been doing.

ROSE:::: NO today is my first time of involving
mysef in this act.

Me: upon all the whole forming wey you dey
form for class.

ROSE::::please don’t tell anybody.

Me: about what?

ROSE:::: about what you saw here please.

Me: says by who?

ROSE:::: please i will do anything for this to be a
secret.
“ i looked at her p***sy “ and i had an erection
instantly and she notice that”

ROSE: do you like it?

RAYMOND : what?

ROSE: Am not talking to you.

ME: *** pretending *** like what?

ROSE:::: common JOSH,i know you like it. Stop
pretending “RAYMOND was looking at both of us”.

ROSE:: You can have me,if you don’t mind..

TO Be Continued
https://storymack.com.ng/my-school-lover-episode-2/

"PLEASE don't hurt me" . That was the voice I heard as I walked majestically down the street. The plea continued but it was none of my business. All this men and their useless love Life. Who knows what he did to whoever is trying to hurt him. That was the thoughts in my y mind as I walked down the lonely path that leads to my house. It was already 10:15 as I looked at my phone.

"Chai see what free drink has pushed me into. I didn't even know when it got this late" I spoke to myself.

I took the risk of coming home by that time rather than sleeping over John's house. I told myself that I can't be his bed warmer that night. I was a bit tipsy but aware of my environment and things happening around it. I am not afraid of the dark, darkness has become my best friend. What more can I see if not dead people, witches and other creatures.

"Please don't hurt me, I am very sorry. Please"
That voice again hmmm

I tip toed to see what was going on only to see a man kneeling down before a pregnant woman but a dead pregnant woman. Even though I was tipsy, I could still tell the difference. Yes, a dead pregnant woman as I kept looking. She had blood stain all over her clothes and they looked dirty with tattered hair. I came closer to see if I could recognize the male figure kneeling down and yes I did recognize him. He was the good looking navy officer that always drives by my compound every morning. I always admire how good looking he always looks in his uniform plus the fragrance from his perfume.

"Oga navy officer what did you do" I thought
I don't even know his name anyway but he is a nice guy though despite the uniform.

I acted all drunk

"Why are you kneeling down and talking to the air oga navy"
He would look at me and still look at the Dead woman but I pretended as if I didn't see her.

"Oga navy officer why are you talking to the air" I repeated

"Please tell her not to kill me" he said

"Seriously I should tell the air and darkness not to kill you, hahahaha no body is normal in this country again.

I still had my eyes on the dead woman. She was angry, and she had a knife in her hand. She has been around for long to be able to master the act of carrying her choice of weapon for vengeance.

As she lifted up her hand to stab him, I held her hand up in the air...

"You can't do that while I am here" I said

She became surprised that I could see her and touch her too. As for the navy officer, his eyes almost fell off it's socket with his mouth in an "O"; shape

"You can see her too" he asked holding unto me

"Yes I can"

TO Be Continued
https://storymack.com.ng/damian-and-the-pregnant-ghost-part-2/

One evening as Brian was still seated with her pregnant wife labour pains had struck the woman and she started crying for help

Brian with the help of their house help had helped the lady outside the house into their black Tundra that had been parked outside the compound

He started the engine and drove faster to the hospital and Jackline was admitted to the maternity ward,Brian was there to watch as the wife put to bed

The woman was joyful some hours later after she had given birth.She had given birth to twins and both of them were girls,Brian was happy as he held the young ones.

They slept in the hospital and were discharged early the following morning.The parents of the two couples had heard of the good news and had travelled to welcome the new borns into the Ronoh's family

Delicious foods had been prepared as it is the tradition of the culture as the new borns were being welcomed into their homes

Everyone ate and danced for the new born babies and the twins were passed from one mother to the other so that they could be blessed

The twins were later given names as Joy and Joyline and were blessed before the grandparents left them in the care of their new parents

Joy and Joyline grew up each day and the parents were very happy seeing the two sisters living together and loving each other

The twins looked alike and one couldn't differentiate one from the other and infact anyone who had visited the family had oftenly confused who is Joyline and who is Joy but one could distinguish one was at least slim than the other

Joy was slim than Joyline.The two grew up together however Joyline started displaying different characters that annoyed the parents so much

The father would go for work in the morning and came back at night carrying something for his two daughters and shared equally between them yet Joyline was always complaining that the father wasn't giving her the equal share of something that he had brought them

One evening the father who was from work had brought the two a dress for each one of them.The dress was similar but the girl didn't like the sister wearing it so she had timed when no one was seeing her and thrown Joy's dress to the fire

The mother went to the kitchen only to find the new dress burning,she had quickly removed the dress from the fire but it was already too late

She had then called the sisters and asked them who had burned her dress but there was no response, Joyline had ran to the bedroom and removed her dress from the closet and came back holding it

“ Here is my dress mama,that is not my dress”

Joy was pained to see her dress burned and therefore she had to stay without a new dress.

TO Be Continued
https://storymack.com.ng/the-jealous-twin-sister-chapter-2/

One afternoon as I was busy playing with my neighbors my mother called.Mama Njeri's home and our home was only separated by trimmed cypress,so I could hear my mother calling although she was in the kitchen cooking.

I had stopped playing and ran to listen to what my mother was saying.

My name is Sarah and I am eight years old,the only child to my parents Mr and Mrs Oduor.We lived in Kisumu but in the village of Kondele.

Sarah I want you to run to the shop get me salt,two tomatoes and don't forget cooking oil,the one we usually use,get the small one,my mother said.She went into the house and came back with a five hundred note then handed it over to me.

And tell Mama Terer to take the money that she still owed me.

okay mama,I said as I ran to make sure I was back early to go and continue playing.

The shop wasn't that far,it was some few meters away from where we lived.

I ran as I sang along everything that my mum had told me to buy so as that I couldn't forget.I got to the shop within some few minutes.

Mama Terer the shop owner was happy to see me,she had asked how I was doing,she asked about my mum.She and my mum were very good friends.

After she had given me everything I had ordered for,I put it into the white polythene that I had carried then rushed home.

As I walked home,a black tinted SUV followed me.The murram road was mostly used by motorcycle riders,cars used to pass through the road but it was very rare but I didn't mind,I continued singing walking.

The driver reduced the speed as he approached,I was scared and wanted to run but the driver had lowered the window of the vehicle and called me.

Hey,how are you? he said.

I am fine sir,is there any problem.

No,I am your uncle,Sarah am from town get into the car so that I can drive you home.

I stood as I thought for some minutes,I had heard cases of children who had been kidnapped by people who drove cars that were tinted black and taken away from their parents,I loved my parents and I didn't want to leave them but how did this man know my name was still a misery.

I had then decided to get into the car since he knew me there was no way he had been lying about being by uncle as a matter of fact I has only seen one of my uncle's,the rest lived far away.

He started the engine,gave me some candies and off we left.

TO Be Continued
https://storymack.com.ng/tears-of-a-young-girl-episode-2/

So one day as I was scrolling through my Facebook account,I saw the picture of a young beautiful girl possibly on her late teens.The girl was so beautiful,dark skinned and slightly tall.

My name is Fayez and am only thirty one and married to a young and caring wife.We had been married for two years now and were blessed with two years old son.

“ Fayez,please come and eat” my wife Belcy called.

I just ignored her for a while as I admired the beauty this girl in the picture resembled.Many men were busy commenting on her picture and therefore I had liked her picture and commented beautiful.

The girl didn't waste anytime,she had then replied on my comment Thank you with a love emoji and told me to dm her.It was as if,the girl knew me since she had only replied to my comment.

I was happy and hit her dm faster to listen what she had to say.The girl was still online and I didn't waste anytime.

“ Honey is everything okay,the food is getting cold” my wife had said.

“ No dear, just a few minutes and I will be there,I have some issues about work”

The girl just went straight to the point and asked if I was married.I then told her that I was married and had one kid then I asked her what she was upto.

The girl read the message and quickly replied to my dm.She said that I was the perfect match for a man that she wanted to spend time with.I was surprised since I had just told her that I was married yet she didn't hesitate.She asked for my number which I gladly gave it to her.

I had then switched off my phone plugged into the charger and walked down the staircase to have dinner.Belcy came after she saw that I was in the dining table,she served the food as I carried my two year old son in my arms.

The wife had said grace and we ate.My son was busy playing while I was in a hurry to eat and go back to the bedroom to hear what the girl had to say,so I had put the boy down and started swallowing the food faster.

My wife had throw her glance towards me at how I was eating.

“ Is everything okey dear?”

“ Yeah sure,why are you asking?”

“ Why are you eating faster like someone who has never eaten before?”

“ Nothing,anyway I think I have eaten to my fill” I had said as I stood and cleaned my lips using the saviet and started walking away.

“ Babe the food is still half full,are you sure you are okay” she replied as she looked at me her mind full of questions.

I didn't reply anything,I just hurried up the stairs to the bedroom,closed the door carefully and ran and switched on my phone,turned on the data and opened the Facebook app directly.

My phone was full of missed calls when I switched it on.It had to be her who was calling that is what I had thought.The girl had sent me her pictures,I couldn't hide my joy.I knew this was my opportunity to strike.

TO Be Continued
https://storymack.com.ng/my-side-chick-episode-2/

“Peter stop pretending to be the good guy” my college roommate Jake had told me,“ Please let us go for the party”

“ And why is the party so important Jake?”One fact about me,since I joined college two years ago I always hated going to parties and never attended any of the parties held by the students until I had relocated to a new hostel where I met Jake.

Jake and I are in the same grade and doing the same course,however his lifestyle and how he was brought up made him like going to parties.

Since we started residing with Jake a year ago,he had been attending parties every weekend and always came back very drank with party girls and slept together during the weekend.Those weekends were the boring of my college life time.I hate the fact that they would make love as I was busy hearing everything.

It had gotten to a point that I was bored with his actions and wanted to move out.I had tried looking for a new hostel but I couldn't get any in three full days of searching.Jake was a rich kid and had made our room so fashionable.He was also a good friend so I had made peace and decided to stay with him.

During the weekends when he would bring his girls,I would wear my earphones and play loud music covering my all head with the duvet to avoid hearing their moaning.I really detested it and it always made my body react.

The behavior continued and I had gotten used to it.All this time I had admired how Jake was enjoying life in Campus and the urge to attend the party had struck,I just didn't want to admit it.

This day after much persuasion I had agreed to Jake but on one condition that we would be back at the house Early and that I wasn't going to take alcohol at all.

I wanted to go and attend the party and get a girl for myself.My girlfriend Winnie was studying in Australia and I missed her.I had promised to remain loyal to her,when she had left.She had also promised to be loyal but desperate times call for desperate measures.

She was far and obviously she won't get to notice if I sleep with another woman,that is what I had thought.It had been almost a year since she travelled and had promised to travel back to the country after three years.In that one year I had never made love to anyone and I missed it,that was my goal for this party.

The party was being held at Mboko some few kilometers from where we resided.It was a huge party that was being hosted by one of Jake's friend.

We had boarded a PSV vehicle and within thirty minutes we had already arrived.The public address system that was playing hip-hop music could be heard from far.We had taken a motorcycle to the place.

It was around 8:00 pm when we entered, beautiful girls walked in as we entered too.The girls were shouting at Jake.I felt nervous but followed Jake closely into the beautiful furnished house.

TO BE CONTINUED
https://storymack.com.ng/the-girl-i-met-at-the-party-episode-2/

So one Saturday night as I was walking from school after attending the university christian union fellowship that had lasted upto nine pm I came across Mr Lennox our English Lecturer,he was in his black Subaru that he had parked outside West Bar and Restaurant.

The lecturer was drank but wasn't drank that much.Mr Lennox knew me very well since I was among the few students who had made the English literature class lively.

I had always made Mr Lennox class lively by interrupting him and asking questions and sometimes I even answered questions on behalf of the lecturer.This behavior made many of the coursemates hate me.

Some naughty and jealous girls like Deborah always talked about me to other collegemates but that never bothered me at all.My single mother was struggling to pay my school fees and therefore I knew myself very well.I wanted to learn and avoid bad peer influence that might ruin my future and shutter my dreams of helping my mum raise my two younger siblings and even be able to gift her a nice home to live.

My mother had managed to acquire a one bedsitter house that she paid rent every month of ksh 3k.The house had housed my siblings and I to this time.

She usually did some casual work for a day's pay so that we could survive and that is why I believed that I had a debt to repay my mum.My mum is a strong woman imagine in a day's pay he had managed to raise three kids,pay rent,pay school fees and everything.Life wasn't easy for us though as we grew up.

If you ask me if I have ever slept without eating,I will just laugh.Here in campus I was living by the grace of God.I had to survive so that my young siblings can have something,that is why I never wanted to waste my life with people whose families were well off and had a future even if they failed to graduate in university.

Mr Lennox saw me walking past the car,he then lowered the car window and called me,stretched his hands towards me and we Shook hands.

“ How are you Cate?”

“ Am fine sir”

“ Where are you from this time of the night”

“ Sir am from the CU meeting that we always have on Saturday evenings.You know am the CU Vice chair”

“ Ok can I give you a ride”

I tried to refuse but after persuading me so much I had gotten into the car and the Lecturer had driven.

Where I resided wasn't far,it was less than a kilometer away but since the Lecturer had insisted that he wanted to offer me a ride,how could I refuse.

The lecturer was a good person and the thought of him doing any harm to me didn't cross my mind.Futhermore I was among the best in his courses even when it came to exams and this gave me confidence.He must admire how I take my work seriously,I thought.

TO Be Continued
https://storymack.com.ng/my-lecturer-and-i-episode-1/

A bran new day with another worry of childlessness in my life. as usual my husband Kingsley will leave for his work. He is a banker working with FCMB bank in Port Harcourt located at market junction Rumuomasi, my husband is an average height man, fair in complexion, with a gap tooth at the upper part of his teeth. Baby am going to work he said with a kiss on my left chicks.

Yes you will go leaving me to look around the house without children playing through I said. Baby God's time is the best if you rush it won't yield any results my husband said his normal words of encouragement, but to me it is not. Your mother I mean my mothers in-law and brothers in-law have been on my neck calling me a man, married to another man is that not a great insult to my personality I said to him.

Remember God's word, and also know that patient is virtue.
“Which God's word, the word I have leaved with for all my life without anything, God did not care to answer me then is it untill I am forced out by your mother, bringing in another woman for you to marry before God will answer me abi, Please stop telling me that rubbish if you don't have anything to say to me or any solution then get out and go to your work” I said.

My husband was speechless for some minutes, he finally broke the silent with another word which I hate and don't want to hear. “My wife God's time is the best” he said and turned to leave. Wait my wife before I leave let me tell you this he paused but me i put on I don't care face. “No one will take your place in my life, I love you that's why I married you if any other woman comes that woman will leave because you are my wife, my better half, my lost ribs, my treasure and my queen he said and left. Even though I put on that face but his words gave me hope that yes my husband love me more than any other woman. And you are my king so I said in my mind.

I was not staying in a rentred house nope, my husband built a very good 2 story building. the outside was not well design but when you come inside you will be flabbergasted by the beauty. Dickson is the name of our gate man. He was a very obedient gate man who took his work as his first priority. He has save us for 10 years and have become part of the member of the house. we took him not only our gate man but our brother. I was busy cleaning the kitchen when I had my name Linda. I rushed out to see who was calling to my greatest surprised it was my best friend, Grace a woman who has been there for me through thick and thin she has stood by me and I trust her completely, because she is that sister that I have never had. she sat down and I went and brought juice for her to drink. thanks she said.

Linda I have been waiting for you in this parlour, were have you been? she asked. I was in the kitchen arranging some stuff i replied. Grace looked at me from my hairs down to my toes. my friend dash me this your slim body na. All I could do is to laugh. yah I slim fitted young woman, and also tall for that matter, I am black in complexion many call it black beauty but I tag it black is beautiful. I was the replicate of black beauty as they say. leave meoo I replied after laughing for a while. So how are you and your husband? she asked.

We are fine by God's grace I replied with a smile. What about your husband's family I hope they are not on your neck again? she asked with a curious look on her face. You don see na they are always given my husband phone calls about getting him married to another woman.

“Why are they doing like that don't they know God's time is the best, I hope your husband did not listen to them”.
“He did not listen to them, they always say I used charm on him, but to tell you the truth am really tired of this marriage because am really suffering”.

“My dear patient is the best don't loss hope” Grace utter some words of encouragement. “okayoo I don hear” from the sound of my voice you will know I was not satisfied with that encouragement because I have cried unto the Lord several times but he did not harken unto my sorrowful voice, he turned his back and allowed adders to bite me with their poisonous venom. he allowed the mockers to mock to mock me. “Let me go and finish what I was doing inside enjoy yourself” I said turning to leave.

I am already on my way by the way you know you are keeping a secret about your past life from your husband please tell him that can be the cause of your barrenness grace said. that can't be I did my things carefully in the past and by the way I have moved on with my life and there is nothing left to talk about let the past remain the past so I said. okay if you say so am leaving bye she walked out and slam the door leaving me in lots of thought. she has reminded me of my wayward life before . the life of prostitution. life of sleeping with married men. life of abortion but I was assured by the doctor that I will get pregnant what should I do should I tell my husband am the cause of the problem or should I keep it to myself so that I won't destroy my marriage.

TO Be Continued
https://storymack.com.ng/save-my-marriage-chapter-2/

Tëars stream down my cheeks. I was beginning to regret leaving the orphanage in the first place.
"Let me go!!" I yelled, but the two held me down while the other guy zipped off his pants.

He was about to insert his long black d*ck into my p*ssy when we heard the gunshot. Note this story belongs to Peter's Gracuous stories.

"Who be dat?” (Who is that?) We heard a husky muscular voice and a touch light flashing into the building. The person's footstep draws closer.

This story is written by Peter's Gracuous Stories

"We Don enter hot soup o! E be like say na akelaba d come oh!” it seems it's the police that are approaching us” one of the boys said as the other guy zip up his pants. They let go of me and Instantly the three guys run jumping down the window.

I felt relieved, as it was a narrow escape.

The person got into the building, and walk up to me flashing me the blinding touch light that shine brightly like that of village hunters going for hunting at the dusk of the hamattan.

I adjusted my torn gown to cover my pants as I tried to seat up.

“Small girl wetin carry u come here?” (what brought you here, little girl?) He asked as he got to me diming the touch light.

I couldn’t answer. I kept sniffing my nose as hot, fat tears streamed down my cheeks. Seeing that I wasn't saying anything but rather crying the elderly man in a vigilantes uniform said.

"My child here is too risky for you to stay at this time of night; come, let me take you home; perhaps tomorrow morning you will find your way."

I looked up and nodded at him; after what almost happened to me, I do not think I will spend the night here again. Who knows, those tugs might have raped me to death if he had not arrived. I know I don't have to trust anyone, but I have to trust someone. This story is part of Peter's Gracuous Stories.

I nodded at him as he led me down the lonely dark street. My heart pounded as I followed behind him, but I was comforted by the sight of his shining touch light, which shines brightly like the moon during the dry season.

After some minutes of trekking, we arrived at a small compound with old buildings. He led me into one of the rooms.

He knocked at the door three consecutive times before the door got open by a women probably in her late 30s

Before opening the door completely, she opened it halfway and gave us a quick glance.

"Welcome, my husband" She greeted.

"Thank you, my wife, I bring visitor come na only this night she go spend with us" He said to the wife.

I was led into the room after the woman glared at me from head to toe. It was a small room with no bed. I could see his children, about five of them, lying on the mat that had been spread on the cement floor.

"Take this cloth make you wear" The woman handed me a native materia gown.

I accepted and wore it. I wanted to throw up because the cloth smelled so bad, but I kept myself from doing so.

I was given a wrapper, which I spread across the corner of the room and slept off after saying my prayers.

I regret leaving the orphanage. But I won't go back.

TO Be Continued
https://storymack.com.ng/being-his-sex-doll-episode-2/

ANGEL'S POV

I bent down mobbing my step sister Lucy's room when she threw some dirty stained pants at me.

“Wash my panties make you iron am” Lucy my step sister said to me throwing her dîrty undies at my face.

"Ah ah na, you do not have to throw them at me; you could have just told me with your mouth," I mumbled, removing the dîrty pants from my face that was stained with her menstrual blood.

She gave me a dîrty slap on my face making stars leave my face due to the slaps.

"You dey kolo" (abusive words), she roared.

“How dare you question my orders?" I see say you Don the grow wings but before the wings go Carry you fly I go break am down for you stūpid girl” She said and walked out of the room, leaving me standing there sniffing my nose and trying to hold back the tears that had welled up in my eyes.

This is how I have been treated by my step mom my dad and my step sister. Even though I am a year older than Lucy, my stepmother will always force me to do whatever she says.

Just then, the door swung open, reveling. Mother Oma my step mom with a leather belt in her hands obviously Lucy has gone to lie against me. Lucy walks in with a sad expression, just as predicted.

“You this witch, do you have the guts to slap my daughter, abi?” she asked.

“No, ma, it was Lucy who slāpped me; I did not slap her back....

Before I can conclude my statement.

She used the iron side of the belt to wipe my head. She started using it to fl0g me all over my body as I screamed and cried from the pain.

Lucy urged her mother to flōg me even more.
****

It was evening time, and I had finished doing the laundry and preparing dinner which my step mother deprived me of eating. I laid on the torn mat I placed in the corner of the barn while the goat all rested at the other corner I guess the goat are used to my presence cos each time I laid my torn mat, the goat will move away to another corner. I was crying silently

When my step mother came to the goat room where I use to sleep since I was deprived from sleeping in the main building, saying I am ugly as the goat and also stinks as goats so I belong with the goat.

I step out of the cramped room as she waits for me outside for me covering her nose from the smell of the barn.

“I am here, ma,” I said, as she smiled sheepishly at me removing her hands from her nose.

“Angel, you know you are a fine girl?” She grained, but I remained mute, not finding her character amusing.

“Come, prepare to go to your husband's house; your bride price has been paid for your father.” She said, rubbing my back.

I was frozen, unable to believe what she meant by "my bride price has been paid?"

“But I do not remember getting married, and I am not going anywhere,”I said.

“You must Angel, your sister Lucy, and your brother Paul need to go to university, so we must use the money to send them there.”

Tears flowed from my eyes. Knowing that I have no one to run to. My father is not a good man; he also joins my stepmother in mistreating me.

“Do not stand there” “The Lucas are coming to take you away tomorrow night," she explained.

Immediately, I heard the Lucas I went completely blank. Let it not be the same Lucas I've been hearing ne.gative things about since I came to this city. Or am doom
I sobbed.
Wondering why they h@te me this much.

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TO BE CONTINUED
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My name is Pie and this is my story of how my aunt made me a séx worker.

I left the village for Abuja to stay with aunty Mona. Immediately my dad diëd.

I was helping mother with farm works initially just to save money for my school.

I was done with my Junior high school left with my senior high classes when Dad took ill and diéd.

It was difficult for my mother and me because my father was the sole provider. He never let mother work.

When he died, my mother and I were left with nothing to fall back on because my father brother took his only land and taxi from mother.

I was unable to resume school for one term because the money my mother and I earned from farm work was insufficient to begin my studies.

It was a huge relief when Aunt Mona came to the village and decided to take me to the city to further my education.

Mum was overjoyed and said good prayers for Aunt Mona.

I, on the other hand, was ecstatic because I would be visiting the city for the first time, confirming all of the positive things that had been said about it.

**

We arrived in the city and were greeted with a breathtaking view.

I have read many positive things about the city in my textbooks. But I never imagined how beautiful it would be in reality.

The journey from my village to Abuja was long, but we eventually arrived at Aunty Mona's massive duplex.

It was breathtakingly beautiful and magnificent; I had never seen a house as large, well-built, and furnished as this one. Even the village Chief's house, which is quite large and much admired by the villagers, cannot compare to this.

**

We got out of the car, and some hefty men approached to take our bags inside. While I followed Aunt Mona closely behind.

I was greeted warmly, and all of the employees made me feel at home. Everything was going great until a week later. Aunt Mona entered my room for the first time since she had brought me from the village.

She instructed me to dress up because she was taking me somewhere. I was wondering where she was taking me.

I stood up from bed to get dressed.

TO Be Continued
https://storymack.com.ng/my-aunty-made-me-a-sex-worker-chapter-2/

YOU DON’T NEED TO MISS OUT ON THIS STORY.

My name is Cynthia. Am an Igbo woman. A learned colleague. By that title one will know that I am a lawyer. I did my law diploma in captain elechi Amadi polytechnic in Port Harcourt before going through with the direct entry to University of Calabar. I now reside in port Harcourt practicing law, while my parents are in Enugu. I visit them when I want to and also when the need arises. I don’t depend on them because I have make my own money, that will take care of all my needs.

My friends called me a workaholic but that is what I believe all women should be. I have so many clients who usually call me for case. I studied criminal law and I am so good in that area that I find it hard to keep a time for myself because cases comes in everyday on my desk. I did my masters and currently I am doing my PhD on criminal law. I teach criminal law in Rivers State University.

I am 36 years old with a well built shape. I am dark in complexion, people normally say it is black beauty, which even matches with my average height. God really took time to create me. But in all this I was single. And I was proud of that because I don’t need husband wahala. Anytime I feel like cooking I cook if I don’t feel like then I won’t cook. But in the situation of being married I will now take on the burden of my husband what he will eat, what he likes etc gosh it’s stressful.

My parent hate it when I say all this things to them. Not as if I haven’t been in love. I have open my heart so many time but all I get is heartbreak so I had to close my heart and lock it with padlock. To me all men are the same. They want sex after that they are gone. In one of my relationship my boyfriend use the money I give to him to spend on another girl when I found out about it I got angry at him I confronted him asking him why he did that to me but all he could say is I was never in love with you.

That day the trauma I went through it was God that saved me. But my parents won’t bother to understand this they are the biggest problem I have because I was always insulted and humiliated because of marriage. They will be like “if you don’t get married, I will disown you.”

I am the eldest among my mom children. We are 4 grils 1 boy. The rest are married apart from me and my brother. I don’t need to talk about the man because he will get married to any woman he wishes.
My sisters always join my mother to insult me. The insults became too much and I decided to get married but I haven’t find the right man for myself. Not as if the man must be perfect in all things but I needed a man not a boy if you know what I mean.

I live in a 3 bedroom flat in Rumuomasi Port Harcourt. Like I said earlier I have the money but love was far.
It’s another day for work and as usual my friend, a fellow learned colleague, her name is Miracle. She always come to my house so that we can go to work together. Miracle is fair in complexion with a gap tooth, she is so beautiful having a well curve backside. Sometimes I will look at her and say to her in pigin God take time create you.

TO Be Continued
https://storymack.com.ng/in-the-name-of-marriage-chapter-2/