“I…” I shook my head looking away from him as my voice wavered “I did something wrong Kevwe, and it’s not because I don’t love you because I do… But I never planned for it, I never even asked for it. “Last week when you traveled, I came…I came back to meet someone in the house…”
“Someone?” He asked frowning again. I nodded
“I have no idea how he got in, he must have used the spare key we keep under the flowerpot…the place was dark but before I could put on the lights he came at me threatening me to be quiet by pointing a knife to my neck….I…I was scared.
“He put a blindfold across my eyes and gagged my mouth before leading me to the room and had his way with me.” The tears had begun now as I narrated my story to him and I wiped at them with the sleeves of my shirt, unable to look up at him. I heard his footsteps move closer to me and looked up then.
“Get up,” He said softly helping me to my feet but I refused, shrugging away from his hands choosing to remain on my knees.
“I am not done Kevwe, please let me keep kneeling till I am done…. please.” He wouldn’t be so sympathetic when I told him the whole truth.
“No Onome, get up.”
“But I haven’t finished….I …at first I had just planned to lie still till he was done…but….but,” feelings of the assailants fingers and tongue lightly teasing my n—–s came to mind and the tears flowed freely as I shook with shame and embarrassment at enjoying every touch, every tease until he had brought me to a release I had hungrily craved. I had been betrayed by my body. “I enjoyed it Kevwe…I shamelessly enjoyed it, moaning with wanton pleasure as his hands worked magic over me….. and when he slipped himself into me, I was wet, ready..and…..and I urged him on Kevwe.” My shoulders shook as the sobs racked through me and I recalled how warm and deep he had filled me up, much like Kevwe but this was different. I vividly recalled him raising my pelvis and placing one of my leg over his shoulder, he had hit the right spot deep within me and I had screamed ‘yes’ with pleasure.
to be continue
