JIDE
Juliet did not look like a loose lady who can easily be lured into this act. Most of our transactions have taken place on the dance floor when everyone is high and blind. Guys will hand over babes for sale to us and right from there we’ll do justice to the termination of their life contract with their destiny but what she did to her boyfriend to deserve this, I have no idea. She was sold to be used for rituals after which the guy will be paid one million naira, meaning this pretty and innocent lady had been sold for one million naira! What a wicked world! I didn’t have the mind to see a lady like this wasting away like the rest we have used because there was something different about her which I cannot really explain. Despite our tortures through sex, she remained firm and unbroken with a desire to live longer. I saw this and I decided to prevent the usual from occurring at the last minute. It was her breast and her private part that was requested for by our herbalist for a ritual for a politician in town since election was getting closer. We have been paid but I decided to betray them all due to my last encounter with her during our last sex sessions with her according to our tradition of thoroughly using before dumping and killing. I felt the same way for Romoke the last time but she was too loose and highly immoral and to reduce immorality in our community, no one made any attempt at saving her life and by now the remains of her bones should have been used by baba.
None of my guys knew the location where I have brought her, I have saved to rent the three bedroom flat where I come to relax my head after witnessing horrors of dissection of human beings especially ladies. I have never been this compassionate but there was something uncommon about Juliet that got me attracted. How to tell her the truth about her captivity I still did not know but definitely, sooner or later she will let down her wall and demand for food. She has refused to eat the last three days that we have been here together and I was becoming bothered, should she die in my house, it would be a total waste of time and energy that I will forever regret. Instead of watching her die, I decided to overpower her and make her eat by force.
She was already too weak by the time I got to where I have kept her, lifeless on the bed she was lying down but still breathing. Gently I walked up to her and tapped to wake her up, she opened her eyes but was too weak to utter any statement, a perfect chance to deal with her without she questioning me. I lifted her up and fed her the little way I could since it was an exercise I have never embarked upon before. It was obvious she was still strong within but could not express it due to her empty stomach. Gradually she started responding and I continued to make her eat more and more till the whole thing was exhausted. I got her back on her feet and encouraged her to do some cleaning. On her way to the bathroom, I discovered blood was all over her, an indication her monthly visitor has arrived and without hesitation, I went to get her the necessary materials which it was obvious she was grateful but could not express her gratitude due to the tension that was still between us.
“When are you letting me go?” She eventually spoke since the last three days that she has been locked up.
“Letting you go? Letting you go where?” I asked in return.
“Letting me go back to school” She responded but this time, weaker and softer.
“Well, I am sorry, I cannot really say for the next one month or more, so it is better you get used to this new life” I responded walking out of the room. We have only been raping her, I have never taken my time to properly assess her but after she did her cleaning and was back to her feet, I could see the originality of her beauty and realness of her intentions. I could not stand the guilt of me being ever involved in hurting the innocent lover, so I decided to walk out of the room.
“And your name?” She asked as I turned to walk out on her.
“I don’t think there is any need for that” I replied and continued to walk.
“Please!” She exclaimed and pleaded for the first time. I could not stand ignoring her and decided to open up.
“Jide” I said and did not bother to wait for her next statement before slamming the door.
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