Turning Table

Part 62

***"The devil's finest trick is to persuade you that he does not exist.***

🌹Nompumelelo🌹

What I have with Yama was far from what I will call a relationship let alone love,
The man has no respect for women or what so ever, and my desperation of feeling whole has just become my downfall.

I signed my death sentence the day I let him in my mothers hours, diamond earring with a matching chain made me scream and I easily opened my legs for him,
Lord knows after the rough sex I had with him in my mother's house, was just me degrading whatever dignity I had left.

I kept picturing if God or if My ancestors are looking at me right now, what do they think of me, being fucked like a hoe, a cheap thing, from the counter to the floor to the wall,

Laying next to him did not feel right I wanted him out of my life, I wanted my self worth or whatever small dignity I had, back, my control over my life,  but he just rolled over and said
" pack a bag let's go "
I wanted to scream "get out !"
But the diamond necklace on my neck and looking at his fat wallet I  said
" Bitch it's just sex... You can do this "
Vele to me Having a healthier relationship to sex meant getting to know myself sexually, but where to start? I didn’t know how to navigate sexual or romantic encounters at all as a civilian. The idea of trusting in a relationship seemed impossible how long would it be before I'm bored and I went in search of a new dick? Scared of true intimacy, I chose this sort of hookup however I I am never able to shake the feeling that I myself am tainted.

Me: babe let me clean up first, kindly fetch me later ok?"
I said running my hands on his chest,
Him: my time is money  ..."
Me: but babe you can't expect me to just up and leave, the house is a mass, my roommate will kill me if she found it like this "
I tried jumping off the bed but he held my one hand and twisted it, and his other hand held my face to look at him
Me: ouch....you hurting me!"

Him: that mouth of yours must learn to say ' yes' to everything I say or else I will mouth fuck you so hard that you will gag on my dick till you choke and die "
It was not just a scare his voice alone carried out that confirmation that he might actually do it, with his other hand squeezing my cheeks together, I knew I have met the devil himself...and I'm on a slippery slope to turning back and walk away,
" now be a good girl and listen to daddy "

I nodded rapidly, I wanted to call someone, but who do I call? even if I had the number to call, what do I say? That I have taken a big bite out of the Devil pie and I'm struggling to chew worse swallow?.

It's been just a few days in his house, and like a dream come true I have money, new clothes, expensive jewelry and I'm living in a big house,  ...this was my wish...my dream after all.

But just like my mother used to say 'all that glitters it's not Gold' There is always a price to everything!.

So here I am in this big house with everything I want, but I'm still empty...hole! I haven't gone to work for days now, I'm not allowed to use my phone in this house and I don't even know where it is, my body has become his sex tool, I like it or not I have to give him sex when he needs it...

Tears blinded me as he continues to huffed and groaned on top of me, I'm thinking about how I burned the only bridge I had yet again due to my stupid action!
I left the only place called home looking and smelling like a brothel, I walked out of my house, leaving it a mass, I know for sure Liya will definitely kick me out now, I had a man in the house and not only did I have sex with him in her furniture I left evidence of cum and the smell of sex in every room, broken glasses in the kitchen and the frame that fell off the wall, what have I become? Money hungry bitch that, that I step on everyone's toes to get ahead?

" Fuck.... Shit! ... " I flinch in pain as feel his dick pounding the inner skin of my pussy, I have cried moaned, and asked him to stop but we at it every time he gets a chance, I'm just numb now, the only thing that makes me tolerate the pain is to think of the times Lubanzi use to make love to me, it's the only way I could cum when he starts shouting
" cum for me bitch"

He readjusted his body, slinging his arm around me, pulling me into him. He is sticky with sweat.
I struggled to quell the nausea.
My skin was on fire, burning me alive. I wanted to scorch it off, to peel away my scarred leftovers, to walk out of this body and into the next one. I wanted to walk into the body that once laid next to Lubanzi,

I wish he fucked me the way you did, with one hand around my neck, the other on the small of my back, his voice low in my ear, you’re beautiful, you’re beautiful, you’re beautiful.
Not just hearing "move... Fuck... Shit... Take it bitch... Cum...Cream on me mother fucker!"

I wiped my tear and rolled out of bed
Him: we going out tonight can you doll yourself up "
I nodded and made my way to the bathroom, I jumped inside the shower and just sank down rubbing my body, I held my mouth crying

I can't do this anymore...