I nodded slowly with fear written all over my face. I was starting to cough slightly from the intense choking he gave me when he had a hand on my throat.
“Now, take your clothes!” he ordered after he let go of me. His voice was hard and he sounded so mean I could scarcely believe the voice that of the same I’d come to love and respect as my Aunty’s husband. “But, uncle, what about your wife? What about Aunty Florence, how do you think she will feel if she gets to know about this?” I tried to see if I could jolt him back to reality with the mention of his wife.
“Are you planning to tell her about this?” he asked with sinister in his voice. “Well, you can go ahead and do that, but of course, I’m sure you know that will mean the end of your stay in my house. And you can bet that I will make my wife believe my story and not yours. So, the choice is yours.”
I was quiet. Lots of thoughts were running inside my head. What do I say to this man? How do I appeal to his emotions or better still, put the fear of God in him? The thought to tell him I was pregnant came to my mind, then, I remembered Aunty Florence told me she has not told him yet because she was sure he would not allow me stay a day longer in the house if he knew I was expecting a child. So, I chose not to say anything to him. And besides, I thought, in the state the man was, would he believe any story I give to him? He would think it’s all just a ploy to discourage him from having his way.
“I am waiting young lady, you are wasting time here, you know that?” his voice jolted me.
“Uncle, please…..” I tried to beg him one last time.
“Take off your fucking clothes!” he yelled at me. His voice was so loud my entire body quivered. I wondered if no one in the house heard him. “Do you think I am joking with you?” he yelled again. He was like a man high on drugs or some substance capable of making him lose his mind. And in that instant, tears welled up in my eyes and I began to take off my clothes. Then, Uncle Fred too pulled down his boxer shorts and the biggest, hungriest looking Anaconda I had ever seen in my life leapt out, fully erect, and ready to bang the living daylight out of me!
I dragged my eyes away, couldn’t stare at it anymore. It was scary. The very thought of that going inside my pussy just frightened me to bits. But I had no choice. At this point, I had to his bidding, otherwise, I might find myself thrown out on the streets without a place to lay my head.
“What’s wrong? Why are you trembling? Haven’t you seen a naked man before?” Uncle Fred taunted me. “Or haven’t you been banged by a full-grown man before?” He was smiling as he looked into my eyes and drew me closer. There was a beastly look about him that just unsettled me to no end. He didn’t look anything like the man I knew when I came to the house, the man standing before me now is nothing but a cold-hearted animal!
“Uncle…Uncle, please…” But he was not even listening to me. He held me by the waist, drew me closer to him and then ran his hands down my bum bum. Then, he leaned forward to kiss me but I took my face away. He then grabbed my breasts and rubbed them hungrily before releasing them from their enclave where I kept them inside my bra. He took them in his mouth one after the other like his life depended on it.
Inside me, I was wondering why life was being so unkind to me. How could I be moving from one problem into another without finding a solution to the main problem that started the whole nightmare for me? Why is everyone using me as a tool for their own pleasure every time I approach them for help? Something is definitely wrong with me….something that may continue to haunt me for as long as I live….
Uncle Fred had pinned my back to the bed. He applied some force in pushing me down to the bed. He probably thought I was going to fight back. But he didn’t need to bother exerting any form of force or power to get me to play ball. I was no longer ready to fight him or resist him. I was tired of fighting. I lay back on the bed and watched him take off my pant, pulling it down to my legs. Voluntarily, I drew the pant off my legs with my feet and it fell on the floor.
He liked that. It made him relax and realize that I had lost every desire to try to resist him or fight him. He lowered himself on me and planted himself in between my legs. I closed my eyes, trying to stop the tears from gushing down. I was doing fine holding back the torrents of tears until I felt Uncle Fred’s big Anaconda knocking on the door of my pussy….That was when the tears came tumbling down my face…This nightmare is happening all over again, only God knows when it is going to stop….