Vanity Episode 2

Vanity

Episode 2
The figure approached her and stood right infront of her, Ify’s body stiffened, she could feel the person’s breath on her face, she wanted to scream for help but she couldn’t. After few seconds of standing there with the figure, she heard pastor Ezekiel say “come to bed Ify, I have to return home to my wife before she finds out I am missing” Ify gasped, she couldn’t believe her ears, why did pastor Ezekiel sneak into her dark room? and why was he telling her to join him on bed? Before she could figure anything out, pastor Ezekiel dragged her to bed.

She resisted when she realized what he was trying to do with her, she fought hard to escape, but he overpowered, her flare gown gave him an easy passage, he didn’t waste time to slid into her Honeypot. Ify screamed in pain when she felt something huge in between her legs, she hit him, begged him, cried for help, but pastor Ezekiel wasn’t done with her yet, he kept pounding. After what seemed like an hour, he stood up breathing like an elephant, he adjusted his trouser, carried his bible and left the room. Ify laid on the bed motionless, breathing was difficult for her, tears stopped coming out of her eyes, she couldn’t move she just laid there, the pains she felt from her v part was excruciating, she couldn’t believe she just lost her virginity, her on pride as a woman.

The next morning, she woke up to a loud knock on the door, she felt pains all over her body especially her down part, she struggled to get up from the bed and opened the door for whoever it was. She opened the door to see pastor Ezekiel, her jaws dropped immediately, she wasn’t expecting to see him after what he did last night. He told her her mother would be visiting her that morning to give her some clothes and food, so she should clean up and get ready to see her, after delivering the message, he left immediately. Ify shut the door in disgust and returned to bed. She was about to climb the bed when she noticed blood on the bedsheet, and that broke her heart the more.

To be continued
Story by Debbie Enang

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