Tiit For Tat - S01 E24

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Tiit For Tat - S01 E24

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 24

Rape: The Turn -Over

He pushed me down saying, “how dare you slap me?” You will surely pay for it. He pointed at me with his folded belt. “As you can see, I can have you by force or by will. It’s a choice. Your body is mine and I have the liberty to pass through that hole anytime, anywhere, anyhow just as I please.

Stubbornly I yelled at him, ” NO YOU DON’T . YOU SHAMELESS HE – GOAT.!!!”

What!!!!?? He exclaimed and smacked me on the face.

I’ll show you the He- goatism in me.”

He advanced towards me again.

I started moving backwards saying “Don’t come near me…” in a feeble voice but I could see the determination in his eyes.

“Don’t come near me, Zolabin, I’m warning you.” I said, moving away from him but he suddenly lunged towards me. I turned round to flee again but he caught me from the back. He gave me several resounding slaps to get me to cooperate and stop screaming. He forcefully carried me over his robust right shoulder and dumped me heavily on the mattress with my back turned towards him.

I turned slightly and saw his eyes

fixed on the “I”line bisecting my thighs. I knew there were only two options there based on my position. Either he entered from behind using the style dogs use when mating or anally through the dot(●) in the intersection of my buttocks through which I pass out my waste products.

“Zolabin, Stop it.!!!! I yelled again and again.

“This is to teach you not to slap me again, ” He hissed like a serpent.

Once again, I tried to fight him off but he was stronger. He pinned my hands together above my head, ripping the rest of my clothes. Leaving my upper body totally bare. He acted like a sex demon.

He forced open my thighs and groped me with his fingers.

I struggled and tried to close them but he forced them open again by punching me again on my thighs making the spot numb.

When my thighs fell open weakly

, he got down, and dragged the lower part of my body well on the floor so that the upper part remained on the mattress and my back explicitly facing him.

I tried to scramble from his hold but he suddenly grabbed my arms and twisted them to my back, making me yell.

With his belt, he tied my wrists together and left them on my back so that I was helpless.

He knelt down behind me. I had no chance of escaping. He grabbed my back. He Held my thighs firmly apart. I tried to move but he locked me firmly within the confines of his belt and arm serving as his second line of defence. Tears slipped down my eyes

“I will stay still if I were you.” He uttered and grabbed me. Then he forced himself on me. I stiffened and then closed my eyes as I felt his pressure on my an^s.

I braced myself for what was about to happen and that was when I felt him plunge himself into my rear hole. I screamed out in pain and writhed violently, trying to squeeze out of his grip as the pain intensified. He held my waist firmly and wouldn’t let me go.

When he realized that I wouldn’t stop screaming, he took what was left of my panties from the ground and forced it into my mouth till my screams were muffled.

Then he continued with what he was doing and each movement and invasion only intensified my pain.

I was almost foaming from the month now and was sweating profusely until I collapsed.

I don’t know for how long but when I regain consciousness , my ass^ was still connected to his hot ‘rod.’

I cried till crying itself got tired of me and escaped. Eventually he got satisfied and

untied my hands from his belt.

I remained in that position for a while. Then slowly I got up but I could hardly walk. My stomach hurt and my an^s hurt worse.

I saw small stains of blood on the ground. My ass cracked.Then he began laughing hysterically, “Get ready for part three.”

“Whaaaaat !!!!!!” At that moment I realised he wanted to rape me to death.

Then I heard a voice inside me saying , “steel yourself and fight back. Stop crying. You are not a baby. You are the daughter of Bill Ebuka. Rise up and fight, girl. Fight!!!!”

Just then, I remembered the self-defense techniques I have been watching on my father’s Telly some years ago. It’s called Taekwondo.

He grabbed me again but this time around , I didn’t cry or scream.

Mustering enough courage, even though I was skeptical of disabling that big man like Zolabin, I broke lose from his hold and suddenly grabbed his head with both hands then pressed my thumbs hard against his eyes which he had closed in reflex when I had grabbed his head.

He screamed and held my elbows, trying to pull my hands away from his eyes as I pressed harder with my strength , trying to push his eyeballs back into his head. He screamed out of shock as if he was burning in hell.

When he finally succeeded in ripping my hands off his head, I didn’t let him recover from his initial shock. I suddenly clasped his throat and jammed it hard to deprived it of air. He suddenly gagged, his hands flying to hold his throat now. In pain, he broke off, coughing and gagging, seriously in pain as he fell and rolled on the floor, trying to breathe. I jumped to my feet now and stared down at him.

His face was swollen and one of his eyes was oozing blood. I believed his left eye was broken and he grabbled with his windpipe too.

“You bastard!” I hissed down at him. “You are an animal.

I kicked him again as he lied on his side, coughing seriously.

I searched for his Jack-knife but couldn’t find it. I quickly put on my tattered clothes while Zolabin howled out like a wounded animal, writhing in throes of pain. After putting on my torn clothes, I rushed towards the door, open it. I saw Zolabin struggling to get up with bloodshot eyes. I knew if he catch me, even death will be a luxury to me. He will skin me alive.

I dashed out of the room with only one thing in my mind~ Escape.

*****

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