STAIN ON MY PURE

Chapter Nine

Ziyanda's POV

I went to straight to his room as he said and get my "outfit" for the night when I get there I find it layed out there on top of his bed and shoes there mind you high inch stilettos, I flinch at that cause never in my life had I ever worn something like that and so high like it was made for Minaj or Gaga I think I'm a flat shoe person and I prefer not to break my legs but I have no other choice but to wore them or he'll have my head for dinner or breakfast that guy is insane trust me I know.

As I am still conflicted about the stilettos I see my out fit and there's absolutely no way I am going to wore that, that's thing look like a harlot or hooker would wear or stripper would wear. He bought me I don't know if that's was supposed to be dress or lingerie or something I'm not wearing I can just wear my easy flowing dress I have on Jah that's sounds like a plan.

You do remember he said you come out wearing what he laid out for you wear right? Or do you want him to snap your head off for real now.

I decide to listen to that dump stupid voice in me and get out of current dress and put on that thing and it's tightens my stomach so bad like I could die suffocating to breathe, my breasts are peeked up showing for me liking let's not even go to the bottom part I feel exploited as a whole.

My legs are all out, the dress doesn't even reach my knees or just above my knees my whole butt cheeks are out for the show and there's a plenty of dangerous white men who won't have a problem of doing as they please to me and kill me like an animal they think I am. Not only that get away with that who cares about a black housekeeper any ways.

I feel a slap across my left cheek again and it's stingy so bad I brush my cheek

"Awu!"

"Bitch didn't I tell you to be out in five minutes and where are drinks? Huh?" He is now choking me hard with his hand making feel more uncomfortable  and regretting coming here the first I should've stayed with my brother and watched superhero movies with him but instead I'm here getting strangled by a hardcore gangster in a suit and a big fat wallet at that.

"I'm... I'm... I was... About to... Go get them just now"   I stutter

"And must we wait for you? Huh? Must we wait for you, you fat ugly hoe huh?" He pressed his hand hard on my throat I can feel myself struggling to breathe like I'm choking to death my eyes are at my back I am officially dead he finally lets go of me

"I want you to go out there and fix drinks for the rest of the night and keep the boys happy, tonight I'm feeling like don't make me angry okay?"

I nod

"Yes Sir"

"Good now shoot"

I exit to make their drinks and make my way to them in the lounge playing poker I hear whistles and head turns snapping my way I didn't notice they were about eight of them in the room all looking so dangerous.

"Oh baby you might be my lucky charm tonight isn't that right baby?" The old guy whom I learnt earlier name was Venter says smacking my ass as I place his drink for him I whimper try so hard to not to cry Mr Bennett doesn't even say anything or stop him. I mean why would he? He'd probably sold me off to these men in the room for the night to make more money for his pockets.

The game goes on for like hours I don't even know what time is it now only thing I'm thinking about now is my brother left at home all by himself in between the trips I take to get their drinks while they discuss how they want to have me in their beds, couch,car even in the room currently in front of everyone watching I feel like throwing up, my legs are aching to the max to a point I can't bare anything but HE instructed me to stand for the rest of the night I feel them start to tremble.

"Fat hoe bring us some more drinks and cigars in the toilet" He roars

I do just that I hear someone say

"Come on Alexander give the girl a break can't you see her suffocating already and those shoes are killing man almost she will faint any moment" The guy I met earlier today I think Quinton was name I think

"Then let her die and faint Quinton I don't give a shit and why you care about a black fat ugly hoe anyways?"

"Because she's human cuz"

Wow they are cousins who would've thought I mean I don't know this Quinton guy but he seems nice unlike his cousin who just wants to make the world kiss his feet and fear his footsteps at the same time.

I place their drinks and head to where I was standing

"Fuck" Mr Bennett swear I guess he's losing now and I'm officially dead now  oh God.

" Raise" Venter says

"200 thousands raise" another bald guy says I guess it's just four of them still in the game, Mr Bennett, Venter, the blonde guy and this bald guy.

"My car" the blonde guy says

"All in" Venter says

"All in and the winner gets to fuck her tonight wherever you want". It was like as if my ears were deceiving me did he just made me the price of this stupid game oh please I don't want to be rubbished by these creepy men and they all seem old and sweaty they'll kill me for sure.

"No that's not a nice deal Bennett is it?" The blonde guy says

"Damn right is it, how about I lose the game you three are going to fuck her right here right now while everybody's watching for as long you want and the others can join too after you guys had your share of fuck" Oh God shoot me now please I don't want to get gangraped by eight creepy dangerous white men I still have hopes that this is just a dream a nightmare and get my degree, teach children, see my brother graduate, get married and have kids.

They all nod and laugh at that I guess the thought of them gang raping sound more appealing to them than anything else

After a while Mr Bennett ends up winning the game and I don't know if I should be relieved or drink poison and die now.

Would be able to go home now?

The guys leave and leaving myself and Mr Bennett only ones in suite

"Mr Bennett may I please go home now before the buses get finished" It's 23:47 now and the last last very last bus if you are luck passes by at 22:00 I'm just saying it so he can let me leave to my brother hopefully he's safe where is at now.

"Which bus is there by this time Nkosi? You think I'm a fool or something?" He moves closer to me I back away from him but he's too fast to pull me by my arm

"No I meant an Uber"

"You ordered an Uber? Who gave you permission?" He punches me hard on my stomach I cough up blood, he wastes no time to rip that little piece of clothing I had on and starts punching, slapping me everywhere he wants

"I will teach a lesson you do not go and do anything without been given permission to do so understand Nkosi?"

He then enters me forcefully again while I'm swimming in the damn of blood of my own. He continues his assault for like an hour or so he finally pulls out of me lights his cigarette goes to his room and throws my dress I had on earlier

"Get out of my sight" He informs as he turns to his room

"I, I, I don't have money to pay for the ride"

"Such a predictable hoe you are, here" He throws a stack of money in my face I believe it's like a thousand Rand which is a lot and will be able to help me and my brother get some food we were running out of tomato and corned beef meat to cook I take it

"Don't get used to it hoe!" He spits

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