Amabe climbed on top of the bed and knelt over me pinning me down with his legs, he squeezed me between his strong masculine legs and I lay helplessly as I watched him devour me in the name of a cleansing ritual. I wanted to scream but then I remembered how large the house was and the fact that even if I was given a microphone to call for help, nobody would come to my rescue.
He still had that wicked smile playing on his face and I didn’t need anyone to tell me what was about to go down. I was ready to allow him have his way with me, I could not afford to let him forcefully invade my pussy with that huge penis he had dangling between his legs. All I wanted was for him to take it easy on me.
Amabe leaned closer and ripped off my blouse exposing my proud 39C boobs, he told me he liked them and that they were so fuckable, I didn’t reply I was so scared and at that point his compliments meant nothing.
Amabe cupped my tits and groaned, I had lost my blouse and couldn’t afford to lose my bra so I quickly undid the hook before he yanked it off too; with one hand he grabbed me by my hair at the back of my head close to my scalp and pulled my head back, exposing my neck, while his other hand grabbed my ass and picked me up.
I raised my hip up and tried to get closer to him to ease the pain from the way he pulled my hair. He started to bite my neck and shoulder. Amabe bit my ear and neck until the whole left side of my neck and shoulder was covered in bite marks. I wondered if that was also part of the ritual or he was just a violent bedder.
He slapped me and grabbed my jaw, making me look straight into his eyes, he pulled me up and had me kneel on the bed, his two big arms resting on my shoulders. His giant black cock was pointing directly towards my mouth and I knew what he wanted me to do.
He pushed my head closer to his throbbing cock and ordered me to suck him. It’s not like I had not sucked several penis before, but I did it for money and besides the size of Amabe’s veiny meat scared me.
He gripped the sides of my head and jammed his cock over my lips, I couldn’t take the pain from the hair pulling anymore so I decided to open my mouth and take his full stiff cock in my mouth. My eyes watered drools and spit poured out of my mouth as he fucked my mouth.
Amabe shut his eyes while he ran his fingers through my hair as i increased my pace sucking on his cock. I felt his member get larger and thicker and I knew he was about to cum; I intensified the cock sucking and was stroking his dick as I sucked him fast so he would cum quickly and I would be free from him.
At this point I just wanted him to be done with the ritual. Simultaneously he drove the full length of his dick into my throat and pumped his load into my mouth. I gagged violently as I convulsed, coughing and trying to breathe.
Amabe held me there, he watched as his heavy load flowed out of my nose as i fought more gagging and convulsing. Thick cum flew everywhere as it escaped from my nose and mouth.
Then he pulled me off his dick while I gasped for air with the whole saliva mess all over my breasts.
From the way his face radiated joy and satisfaction, I could tell this was what Amabe loved to do, this was his fetish, and the brutality he applied gave him joy, I wondered if he had gone this hard and brutal on other girls he had done the rituals for or he has just been too hard on me, because I could not imagine Agatha going through all this maltreatment.
He gave me that “I am not done with you look” as he pushed me back on the stupidly large bed and climbed onto me again. I marvelled at the speed and expertise in which he used to push my elastic skirt up to my waist.
He ran his fingertips along my sides from my nipples down to my already moist underwear; again he ripped off my panties in one fast pull and placed it on the bed. I was wet and I felt embarrassed that I was wet for my abuser, but I still willingly spread my legs for him. He teased my clit and opened with the head of his cock.
Amabe used his fingers to open me up and exposed my pink center, by the time he shoved his dick inside my pussy in one violent motion i was shaking and whimpering he stretched and picked up the pieces of my torn panties from one corner of the large bed and shoved it in my mouth.
As he kept my pussy busy with long fast strokes making me fill the room with moaning sounds and yells. He slapped me severally, pounding my pussy while i clawed his back, he grabbed a handful of my hair again and this time I cried.
He continued to squeeze my breast hard while pinching and twisting my nipple with his other hand— he was satisfied with the pain and pleasure he caused me, his hold left bruises everywhere his fingers were.
Before long he was on the verge of spilling his load again and he choked me gripping my throat firm as he pushed his cock deep into me that I let out a sharp scream, he increased his pace and was thrusting faster than I could hold.
With a loud roar, Amabe blasted another full load into my cunt and I wondered if that was the protection he was depositing inside me. Then he dismounted from me immediately and spat on my belly.
As soon as he was done he told me I was free to go and that no harm would come to me. How will no harm come to me when he had already harmed my pussy with his oversized dick? My muscles ached terribly, I felt the pains from the slap, the bites and beating— my swollen pussy had suffered the most assault.
I felt like the muscles around my thighs had been stretched to their limit and my pussy ached like someone had carefully rubbed Cameroon pepper around my vagina walls. My head was banging from the vigorous knack and yet the man that had caused all this was telling me no harm would come to me after harming me.
If this was what it took to do a protection and fortification ritual then the process itself is harmful. I begged him and asked if I could rest a little longer because I was too weak to go home and besides I could not walk in the afternoon with a torn blouse and no panties.
Amabe told me I was free to stay in the room until whenever I wanted to leave and if I needed anything I should let him know.
I had so many questions running in my head, how many women did he fuck daily in the name of cleansing and did the protection also include protection from STDs and STIs because he just had unprotected sex with a whore.
The following day I marched straight to Agatha’s saloon, aswear if not for all she had done for me, I wonder what I would have done to her that morning. I was fuming angrily, panting like a wounded lion as I confronted her.
She didn’t even mind me, because she knew if I tried anything funny, she had enough girls that would beat the nuisance misbehavior out of me. She knew I was angry because she didn’t inform me about the details of the ritual and she knew what Amabe had done to me.
Agatha quietly took me to her office in the saloon and apologised sincerely. She told me she really wanted me to do the cleansing and protection ritual and if she had told me what was involved I might not have agreed to do it.
Yes…. Hell no! I would never have tried it. The thought of sleeping with a Babalawo was worse than anything Collins would have done to me.
Agatha talked sense into my head that day, making reference to her heavily furnished and equipped state-of-the-art saloon, her cars, and the house she had built for her mother in the village and the big one she was building in the city.
She told me she had acquired all from the proceeds of hookup with the help of Amabe and that she wanted the same for me if only I was ready to work with Amabe. How? That day she gave me a whole new phase of motivation and tutoring.
Since I was now under protection, she told me it was my time to explore every opportunity and make enough money for myself.
After that day, I took my hustle more seriously. I really wanted to be like Agatha. I wanted to build a house for my parents, too, train my siblings, and start my catering and decoration business in a big way. I also wanted to go into event planning and rentals.
I still had the money Collins had given me and I just needed a couple more so I could start my business too and leave harlotry.
There was this big man party I attended on the island, the party had all the top influential businessmen and entertainers in attendance, one of my odogwu clients had invited me. it was at that party that I saw Amabe the medicine man again, the moment I saw him I wanted to hide immediately but it was too late, he saw me already and was walking up to my direction.
I looked for my client among the crowd and saw he was busy talking with a group of men by the poolside. Amabe asked me how I was doing and I replied politely, after all, he had really helped me that day, I was well fed and his driver even drove me home later that evening.
But then I remembered all the cruel things Amabe did to me that day in his house. The way he had fucked my pussy and how he had inflicted pain on my body. If not for the violent way he fucked, deep down I knew I liked his long-curved dick and how he filled me up and ploughed my pussy.
I remembered the number of times he hit my G-spot causing me to enjoy intense pleasure despite the pain I felt. It surprised me that my body yearned for more of him as he stood in front of me and as we spoke about my hustle I felt my pussy moistening with wetness.
As if he knew I was getting wet for him— after all he was witchdoctor and probably his oracle had revealed my wet pussy to him in the spiritual realm, because he leaned forward and wrapped his hands around my waist.
I managed to drop my wine glasses on the pavement. He was so close that I could feel his hot breath that reeked of strong rum. My breasts brushed his big broad chest, causing my nipples to harden and stand at attention.
“Let’s do something,” Amabe said
He took my hands and dragged me gently, leading the way to a corner of the large compound. I didn’t object, I didn’t say anything I just followed him like I had been hypnotized.
I felt my pussy drip and my body quaked as I thought of what he wanted to do to me. I don’t know how I suddenly loved the aggressive way he had fucked me that day and somehow a part of me wanted it all again.
Finally we found ourselves inside one of the restrooms close to the swimming pool bar. The restroom was empty and quiet and as soon as we stepped inside Amabe locked the door and within seconds we were locked in one energetic passionate kiss, we jammed tongues and lips as our hands explored our bodies touching every sensitive part of our body.
He was palming my breasts, squeezing and fondling it gently through my gown while my hands were over his growing dick running my fingers over his pant. i unbuckled his belt and worked on his zippers freeing him.
When I brought out his magnificent erect cock, I looked down at it for a second and looked up at him I let out a giggle as our lips resumed the hot concentrated kiss we had started with.
Amabe helped me pull my top up to my waistline and I had to fold it there so it wouldn’t drop down and interrupt us. Then he gently raised one of my legs up and ran his fingers down to my mid-thigh.
My lace underwear was already damp and moist, I was wet already and my wetness felt so sleek, that moment I allowed my mind to imagine the feeling of him driving his huge erect penis in my soaking wet vagina.
We weren’t thinking about the party or the fact that someone might have bumped in on us because I didn’t remember if we locked the door. i eased his pants down and he pulled down my pants down too past my hips and thighs.
He turned me around I held on to the toilet seat with my two hands, my ass raised up to his groin, he slid one finger inside my pussy and noticed I was not as wet as he wanted me to be. He then proceeded to play with my clitoris until I gradually found my wetness in preparation for his grand entry.
Then he pushed his dick into my wet hole and started pounding me gently. In order to gain balance he grabbed my breasts from behind and pulled me against himself while he went in and out of my pussy with long deep strokes.
He wasn’t as rough as the first time and my pussy hugged his dick making him beat it instantly as I shed my cream all over his penis. Soon Amabe was pounding me hard from behind, I wailed as he rammed his dick inside my pussy.
The sound of my ass clapping against his pelvis filled the air, my body clenched and clamped as I forced my legs to stay open; he was thrusting into me at full speed.
Amabe grabbed my breasts and pulled me to his groin as he continued drilling my wet cunt while I moaned. My legs were shaking and I couldn’t hold them much longer, the banging intensified and my moans increased and I feared someone from the outside might hear us.
I placed one palm over my mouth to bury the sound from my mouth but it didn’t really help because he was fucking me at his highest pace and the pleasure took me out of this planet.
The more the thrust the more wet I became until I was soaking wet and flooding. we switched positions quickly Amabe sat on the toilet seat while I eased my pussy down onto his throbbing erection, sinking down until my pussy kissed the base, I still remember how I felt as his gigantic tool divided my slit. I put my hands on his shoulders and began to ride his cock, bouncing happily, while he watched as my huge breasts swayed recklessly from left to right.
I was riding him very fast and it gave me joy. He grabbed my breasts and forced one into his mouth and began to suck hard as I bounced on. The sucking got to me and I intensified the bouncing, thank God for the music blasting from the speakers outside, I could moan loudly and nobody heard.
It didn’t take long he whined like a puppy and shot his load into me but I didn’t stop jerking my hips and grinding myself on his penis, I wrapped my arms around him while he caressed the thick fold of flesh by my sides.
I felt his dick growing harder again, he palmed my breasts and fondled them aggressively, pinching my nipples hard. He grabbed my sides as soon as his dick hardened and started fucking me from under, I raised myself up a little so his thrust could reach up to my open pussy. Amabe pushed his cock deeper and kept fucking my cunt with all his power, the loud sound our bodies made as it slammed filled the room.
I cried out as my body convulsed in ecstasy, I began to tremble and jerk and I felt my orgasm flow down completely drenching his dick in my pussy. At the same time, he was also hitting his climax too. With what seemed like a heavenly last thrust he shot his thick hot cum inside my pussy and I jerked too feeling my orgasm baptize his cock in my vagina.
We dressed up quickly and just before he walked out of the restroom he told me he had given me a good luck charm this time, and that I would excel and prosper in whatever business I ventured into.
Omo! Whoring was my business now and I badly wanted to earn big from it so I could establish myself. I didn’t know if I should thank him for the charm or for the sex because gosh! It was one of my best quickies.
If not for the fact that I still wanted to collect my money from my client I would have begged Amabe to take me to his house and fuck more charms into me. The man was a good pussy driller.
He left the restroom before me to avoid suspicion, and I counted one to thirty before I stepped out… guess who I saw right outside the restroom talking with Amabe, Collins!
The young man who had sucked my pussy, fucked me like I was his love, and had given me over five million naira for a one-night stand!
Written by D.N.D
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