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Episode 16

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This man abused me so roughly to the point that I had serious bruises. When he finally cummed, it was as if he was convulsing on me and it aggravated my pain. My boobs were sore because of the way he had manhandled them. I could even touch my n—–s because of they had little cuts due to the way he had kept biting them amidst sU-Cking. I wept but he told me to lower my voice. He told me that I should be glad now that I had been ridden of the spirit and that in two days time, Iā€™d be allowed to go back home where my life could return to normal. When I threatened to report him to the church, he grabbed my throat and told me that nobody would believe me because he was held in high esteem.

He stated that due to the miracles which he performed through means best known to him that people have neglected Jesus and they now worshipped me. He told me that his word is law and if I was dared opened my mouth to anyone, he would disgrace my family and I in the church, heap a lot of allegations om them and even go as far as having us ostracized from the church and no one would stop him. He gloated that he held so much power that people gullibly lived on his every word and had stopped praying for themselves but instead come to him for prayers. He boasted that he could get any girl he wanted in the church and even married women and yet no one would cast a scornful look upon him. Finally letting me go, he leered at me and told me that he had been eyeing me for a long time and cooking up the false prophecy about me being haunted by a spiritual husband was just an hoax to have his way with me and that my overbearing mother had fallen flat for it.
He told me that it was not easy being a priest. How would the church forbid priests from getting married or having sexual intercourse despite knowing that they were humans who had hormones. He revealed that he wasnā€™t the holy priest having sexual intercourse and that at least he were better than some of them who had delved so low and were sleeping with each other; priest to priest and nun to nun. Then he asked me if I didnā€™t hear about the foreign priest who had sexually molested thirty girls who were underaged and had infected them all with HIV? When I gave no answer, he caught one of my n—-e, he twisted it and I grimaced in pain. He let it go and rose to his feet, promising to come that night and warmed that I had better be receptive by then or my resistance would be to my own detriment.

After he left, I la!d down on my side and curled into a fetal position then wept bitterly, blaming my mother from making me go through this. I even blamed God for not rescuing me from this demon who was leading a lot of people astray. That evening, my mother bought some food for me and I weakly sat up to receive her. When she saw me, she asked if I was sick and I refused to answer. I was so mad at her that I didnā€™t want to look at her. She sat down beside me and commented that with the way I looked, it meant that the spiritual husband was really tormenting me and that I should be happy that the priest had a vision about me when he did.

Just then, I couldnā€™t take it anymore so I blurted. ā€œHeā€™s the spiritual husband himself!ā€

My mother turned a scornful eye on me. ā€œHave you gone mad? Do you want to die young for talking about a man of God like this?!ā€

ā€œMan of God my foot!ā€ I snapped. ā€œDoes a man of God put his penis in a girlā€™s mouth?!ā€ I blurted but the painful swat I got on my mouth made me recoil from my mother.

ā€œI can see that you are possessed!ā€ She fired angrily. ā€œYou want to bring the devil to my house abi? What do you even know about penis?! Have you even seen one? If you see one, do you even have the guts to wait! Now Leahā€¦ā€ She shook a warning finger at my face. ā€œWhatever nonsense thatā€™s going through your head had better stop! If your wish is to finally become a prostitute, over my dead body will that happen! Iā€™d rather send you to the conventry!ā€ Without waiting for any more explanation, she angrily rose to her feet. ā€œLet me go and see the priest. I bought him a lot of roasted goat meat, as for you busy your mouth with your food before you let blasphemy make God angry and strike you down with thunder!ā€ Then she left.


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