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    ❣Episode 24

    Rape: The Turn -Over

    He pushed me down saying, “how dare you slap me?” You will surely pay for it. He pointed at me with his folded belt. “As you can see, I can have you by force or by will. It’s a choice. Your body is mine and I have the liberty to pass through that hole anytime, anywhere, anyhow just as I please.
    Stubbornly I yelled at him, ” NO YOU DON’T . YOU SHAMELESS HE – GOAT.!!!”
    What!!!!?? He exclaimed and smacked me on the face.
    I’ll show you the He- goatism in me.”
    He advanced towards me again.
    I started moving backwards saying “Don’t come near me…” in a feeble voice but I could see the determination in his eyes.
    “Don’t come near me, Zolabin, I’m warning you.” I said, moving away from him but he suddenly lunged towards me. I turned round to flee again but he caught me from the back. He gave me several resounding slaps to get me to cooperate and stop screaming. He forcefully carried me over his robust right shoulder and dumped me heavily on the mattress with my back turned towards him.
    I turned slightly and saw his eyes
    fixed on the “I”line bisecting my thighs. I knew there were only two options there based on my position. Either he entered from behind using the style dogs use when mating or anally through the dot(●) in the intersection of my buttocks through which I pass out my waste products.
    “Zolabin, Stop it.!!!! I yelled again and again.
    “This is to teach you not to slap me again, ” He hissed like a serpent.
    Once again, I tried to fight him off but he was stronger. He pinned my hands together above my head, ripping the rest of my clothes. Leaving my upper body totally bare. He acted like a sex demon.
    He forced open my thighs and groped me with his fingers.
    I struggled and tried to close them but he forced them open again by punching me again on my thighs making the spot numb.
    When my thighs fell open weakly
    , he got down, and dragged the lower part of my body well on the floor so that the upper part remained on the mattress and my back explicitly facing him.
    I tried to scramble from his hold but he suddenly grabbed my arms and twisted them to my back, making me yell.
    With his belt, he tied my wrists together and left them on my back so that I was helpless.
    He knelt down behind me. I had no chance of escaping. He grabbed my back. He Held my thighs firmly apart. I tried to move but he locked me firmly within the confines of his belt and arm serving as his second line of defence. Tears slipped down my eyes
    “I will stay still if I were you.” He uttered and grabbed me. Then he forced himself on me. I stiffened and then closed my eyes as I felt his pressure on my an^s.
    I braced myself for what was about to happen and that was when I felt him plunge himself into my rear hole. I screamed out in pain and writhed violently, trying to squeeze out of his grip as the pain intensified. He held my waist firmly and wouldn’t let me go.
    When he realized that I wouldn’t stop screaming, he took what was left of my panties from the ground and forced it into my mouth till my screams were muffled.
    Then he continued with what he was doing and each movement and invasion only intensified my pain.
    I was almost foaming from the month now and was sweating profusely until I collapsed.
    I don’t know for how long but when I regain consciousness , my ass^ was still connected to his hot ‘rod.’
    I cried till crying itself got tired of me and escaped. Eventually he got satisfied and
    untied my hands from his belt.
    I remained in that position for a while. Then slowly I got up but I could hardly walk. My stomach hurt and my an^s hurt worse.
    I saw small stains of blood on the ground. My ass cracked.Then he began laughing hysterically, “Get ready for part three.”
    “Whaaaaat !!!!!!” At that moment I realised he wanted to rape me to death.

    Then I heard a voice inside me saying , “steel yourself and fight back. Stop crying. You are not a baby. You are the daughter of Bill Ebuka. Rise up and fight, girl. Fight!!!!”
    Just then, I remembered the self-defense techniques I have been watching on my father’s Telly some years ago. It’s called Taekwondo.
    He grabbed me again but this time around , I didn’t cry or scream.
    Mustering enough courage, even though I was skeptical of disabling that big man like Zolabin, I broke lose from his hold and suddenly grabbed his head with both hands then pressed my thumbs hard against his eyes which he had closed in reflex when I had grabbed his head.
    He screamed and held my elbows, trying to pull my hands away from his eyes as I pressed harder with my strength , trying to push his eyeballs back into his head. He screamed out of shock as if he was burning in hell.
    When he finally succeeded in ripping my hands off his head, I didn’t let him recover from his initial shock. I suddenly clasped his throat and jammed it hard to deprived it of air. He suddenly gagged, his hands flying to hold his throat now. In pain, he broke off, coughing and gagging, seriously in pain as he fell and rolled on the floor, trying to breathe. I jumped to my feet now and stared down at him.
    His face was swollen and one of his eyes was oozing blood. I believed his left eye was broken and he grabbled with his windpipe too.
    “You bastard!” I hissed down at him. “You are an animal.
    I kicked him again as he lied on his side, coughing seriously.
    I searched for his Jack-knife but couldn’t find it. I quickly put on my tattered clothes while Zolabin howled out like a wounded animal, writhing in throes of pain. After putting on my torn clothes, I rushed towards the door, open it. I saw Zolabin struggling to get up with bloodshot eyes. I knew if he catch me, even death will be a luxury to me. He will skin me alive.
    I dashed out of the room with only one thing in my mind~ Escape.
    *****
    Will Rosaline escape or be caught ?

    What is Mike doing?

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    @ele1 @lady @thecomely

    Episode 25 booting……………..

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    Boot am fast abeg

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    I hope she escape🙏

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    I sincerely hope she does.. Woe betides all rapist and rape apologist, they will get a special place in hell

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    Hmmmmmm so pathetic….
    She will surely escape, I believe so!!!

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    Episode 25

    The deciding Moment 🔫

    “O how can wicked men seem so steady and untouched with such black hearts, while poor innocents stand like malefactors before them!”   
    ~•Samuel Richardson

    {Rosaline Viewpoint }

    I managed to slip out of the room and started running towards the wall. I knew the main gate will be heavily guarded. If I could get to the backyard , I would climb the orange tree closer to the wall and jump.
    I scan the compound quickly.
    The guards were not in sight . I ran with all my strength, negotiated a curve to the backyard. Getting closer to the wall, I climbed the orangetree.
    Now is the time to jump to my freedom. I could see the tall bushes at the back of the house adjacent the wall. Anywhere is better than that cell. As I was about to jump, the tree branch on which my leg was placed gave way and I lost my balance. I saw myself plummeted towards the ground. I close my eyes. I knew if I hit the ground, I will break a bone or die.
    Strangely I landed into some powerful hands. I knew that scent. No doubt about it. I could never forget it. His evil presence was clearly discernible. I’m sure even an innocent baby would hate him.
    ” You can ran but you cannot escape. I’ll deal with. First, let me treat the wound you have inflicted upon my eyes. Then your fate will be decided later. You have reminded me not to undermine anybody, not even babies without teeth for that can magically grow teeth at any crucial moment and bite you.”
    “I am Zolabin, the Supremo, a small girl like you cannot outsmart me. Never. That will be a shame. But to give you an idea of how I will deal with you later, let me order Rok to give you an introduction. That guy is misogynist*
    I was quiet. I was sure Zolabin was going to kill me. She called out to a girl.
    “Pamela! Pamela!!! Pamela!!!!”
    A nice looking lady came out, “Yes, Supremo, you call me.”
    “Yea, bring me ropes and horse whips and call Rok for me.”
    “Yes, Supremo. Right away.”
    He held me firmly in his grip. His left eye was still bleeding. I was shivering. A few minutes later, Pamela brought the ropes and I was tied to the very Orange tree I climbed. A tough looking muscled- man materialised into the backyard.
    He grabbed the horse whip and moved towards me.
    “Rok, give her 100 lashes.” Zolabin ordered him.
    He responded ” Positive, Supremo.
    At that moment, I wished I die.
    Then he began executing his boss’s order.
    “Baaamm!!! Baaamm!!!,Baaamm!!!
    Series of lashes landed on my back. The whip sunk deep into my flesh leaving in their places waves of excruciating pangs of pains.
    “….25…..30…..45…..”
    At the 60th lash, I collapsed.
    *****
    When I woke up, I saw myself back to my original prison, the one I was placed first before being transferred to the more comfortable self-contained one.
    The memories and the beating came back into my mind.
    To be raped is one the most horrifying experiences, especially for an already confused girl.
    My brain shut down. I felt numb, I felt like a shell. All my feelings – the hurt, shame, anger, guilt, sadness, and confusion were all locked away.
    I felt completely empty and of no human value. I touched my back and saw the wounds made by the whip. It gave me a sense of painful existence. A controlled pain that I knew I wasn’t in charge of.
    I relished freedom but got captivity.
    I wanted to pretend it didn’t happen but my brain kept flashing back to how he dug deep into my anatomy with his monstrous rod and how I screamed and shouted. I saw it like a p--n^ movie.
    Then they came to me in dreams—horrible frightening nightmares, vivid replays of the trauma. I couldn’t handle it, I felt like I would explode. I got very moody and spent a lot of time in the worn- out student matress on the floor. Everything was so overwhelming. I had no motivation to do anything.
    I was thinking about suicide a lot. Thinking about all the years ahead of me made me panic. I had to kill myself, I didn’t care if I went to hell, anything was better than the hell I was going through. I had a constant fear that Zolabin would come again. Why couldn’t I just end it all here to avoid the humiliation?.
    ” Nope, that’s cowardice. You can’t kill yourself. You are not thinking clearly. You have forgotten who you are,” a voice within me said.
    ” No I haven’t. I’m the daughter of Bill Ebuka,” I saw myself responding.
    Then I have an inner glow of intra- tranquillity. No, No suicide. I need to face my enemies with pride. I’m the daughter of Bill Ebuka,” I encouraged myself.

    [Mike’s POV ]

    When I arrived at the said location ,I looked round but didn’t see anyone. I had an intuition that 
    I was ranning into a trap. Then my phone Beeped and I realised I had a call.  I picked it.

    Me : who’s this?

    Unknown person: Now keep quiet and listen to me. My identity is immaterial to why you are here. Have you seen that isolated building adjacent the primary school?”

    I turned round and saw the building.

    Me: Yes.

    Unknown Person: Now, go there and drop the house document.

    Me : Where is my …………..”

    The line went dead.

    I decided to turn around and leave. 
    I took two steps when he called again.

    Unknown Person: Now listen to me,you vagabond. If you want to see your  friend’s dead body, take another step forward. He then cut the call again.

    This statement made me afraid, 
    “If you want to see your friend’s dead body, take another step forward “. I turned round and moved towards the  abandoned building. My heart was pulsating ” Guuuum,Guuuum,Guum,
    Guuum,Guuum,Guuuum.”
    There was so much trepidation in my heart but along the way I became more courageous and walked gallantly.
    When I entered the building, four of the gangsters were there. As soon as I entered the building, they pointed their guns at me. 
    At that moment, I felt the world was closing on me. Just imagine being in a room with gangsters pointing guns on you and you are aware that a pull of those triggers could termi
    nate your existence as a human being within a blink of an eye.
    One of them said, “Welcome Mr. Ebuka Mike. As you can see, you can ran but you can’t hide from us. It’s just a matter of time. ”
    He picked his phone and wanted to call someone but his colleague stopped him . “Not yet. Let’s secure him first. Then we will allow his friend to_____go.”
    They turned to me and said ” where is the document?” 
    “Here it is , “said I.
    They took the document from me after which they ordered me , “Hands up ”
    One of the thugs came closer and secured my hands.  He tied them behind my back. I could see he was very delighted.  He then went into an inner room and brought out Tife. 
    “Mike! He exclaimed when he saw me. He made an attempt to get closer to me but he was blocked by one of the gangsters in the room. 
    Tife was still recovering from his gunshot wound. He could barely walk well.
    After apprehending me, one of the gangs made a call saying, “the king bird is netted. I repeat. The king bird is netted. It’s time to relocate.
    The other person said something and the gang said, ” that’s a negative, Supremo”
    Their attention was momentarily drawn away from Tife. He was now in the open and crawling with difficulty.  Then one of the robbers said, “Ferro,waste the undesirable element and let’s go. 
    Ferro cocked his gun and move towards the door. My heart began to beat sporadically. God save him!!
    I tried to breath in and out but my lungs had suddenly tightened and block the air from entering my lung.Starved of air, my heart raced at tremendous speeds and my shallow lungs rose and fell.
    An invisible force seemed to crushed me from every direction.
    Each second submerged me in deep fear. My medulla Oblongata seemed to shut down and I couldn’t distinguish between reality and dream. I thought I was dreaming .
    My knees wobbled uncontrollably. I wished the ground would open up its mouth and swallow me. 
    Then …..I heard the loud sound of the gun , BANG! BANG,!! BANG!!
    I shouted,”Oh Tife. I’m sorry.!!!
    Unable to control the fear and trepidation creeping inside me, a loud scream escaped my mouth and I knew no more.
    ****
    Hmmm. What happens next, readers. Episode 26 will provide some answers. WATCH OUT. 👈
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    Glossary

    Misogynist- Woman Hater.

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    I pray if wasn’t Tife who was shot but rather de gangster!!!

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