My aunts' husband looks at me lustfully even when she's around and when she's not.
"Your body shape is awesome and your boobs, infact I feel like sucking them hard" the husband said to me one day.
I made money for my aunt using my body. My parents in Nigeria (Aba precisely) did not know what their daughter is passing through. They did not even know that I'm no longer living with my aunt in Toronto but living with the one that lives in Vancouver.
I had pains on my vagina because of the sizes of dick that have penetrated in there. I once told my aunt about my schooling and will like to further my education, she bursted into laughter and said that I'm here to hustle for money with my body.
"Am I only created just to be used as sex tool to be quenching libido" I keep asking myself.
One day, I was told by my aunt and her husband to dress up because we were going somewhere. I was given a mini gown and glass heel to wear. My aunt called a makeup artist who applied makeup on my face. Infact I was looking like one kain ashawo. We drove to one expensive hotel where a room was booked for me and I was given a man that was old enough to be my father to sleep with. I went inside the room with the man but he refused to touch me. He was just looking at my boobs down to my ass.
"Mr. Man come and do nah" I said to him.
"I'm not here for sex, I want body parts" he said while licking his lips in a devilish manner.
He bought out a knife and was coming close to me. As soon as he came closer, I kicked him on his groin and he collapse. I called my aunt immediately and told her what happened then she came and picked me up. While we were coming down the stairs, we saw some policemen going towards the room that was booked for me my aunt and her husband entered the car and drove me to a place where I don't know.
When we got to the place, I found out that it is a place for olosho. I was handed to a woman in charge of the place to keep an eye on me. My aunt and her husband left me there; I was given a room to stay by the woman. The moment she went to call the person that will tutor me, I escaped.
However, it dawn on them that I was missing they called my aunt who alerted the police. I kept on running without looking back before I could know what was happening, I ran into an incoming car. When I woke up I saw myself in a hospital; I wanted to get up and continue running but was held by a young, tall, fair guy.
"Calm down pretty, you are in a hospital. You were knocked down by a car" the young man told me.
When I was discharged, he took me to his house where he took proper care of me. In his house I started having imaginations of what happened to me while I was in my aunts houses and was scared that such might happen again. I ran upstairs to my room and locked the door. I refused to open the door infact that night I did not eat anything because I locked the door.
The next day before he went to work, he came upstairs to my room and knocked. His knock jolted me up from sleep but I refused to open the door. He told me he was going for work. I was relieved that finally I will be alone.
I went downstairs when I was done freshening up. I saw a piece of paper on the table which says;
"Your food is in the kitchen, I will be back in the evening. Bye"
This continued for days till one day as usual; I came out saw a cloth rapped in a nylon, I put it on. I looked so sexy in the cloth it exposed the cleavages of my breasts and exposed my thighs. It 2as indeed a mini gown.
"kasala don burst be that oo" I said to myself.
I went downstairs to have my breakfast but this time around I saw a written note with a rose on top of it. I was soooo happy as I was perceiving the rose and gallivanting around the dinning suddenly the man came though I did not see him on time.
"No way to run" he said smiling
I couldn't help but smile back, his smile was really charming that no lady could resist.
To me continued...
I'm Favy the best I can give.