My Madam And I - S01 E93

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My Madam And I - S01 E93

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 93

“Move!” one of the guys said behind me and gave me a mild push on my back.

I was about moving when someone kicked my leg and I tripped over. They immediately held me down while I struggled effortlessly to break free. And began tying my hands behind my back. After a while of struggle, I was bound on both hands and my legs as well with my eyes still blind folded. They left me there all myself and went away.

Fear engulfed me as I wondered if they had it in mind to kill me. Again I reassured myself that If they wanted to kill me they would have killed me long time ago since they know where I live.

I heard some persons join in, and a husky voice commanded.

“Lie down there!”

And some one stepped on me and immediately removed the leg and started lying beside me, same as some others.

“Brothers, launch on them!” the husky voice commanded.

They started flogging us with a cold metal, perhaps a machete from the feel of it. The other guys cried like babies while I took mine with subdued groan.

“Please have mercy , please have mercy”. One of the guys with me said.

“You said what? Marcy? Your father! Who told you I want anything to do with your stinking v----a girlfriend”. The husky voice said and they all laughed hysterically.

The beating continued almost immediately . the guy who begged received more for begging. Suddenly there was a gun shot. A brief silence followed , then a voice said.

“They must have killed one of those smelly “

“I heard trigger freak butcher executed one for just begging”. the husky voice said.

There was a sudden calmness from my fellow newbie’s.

“There is a grave beside you guys, if any one of you dies , I will bury you there. Lunch on these smelly “the husky voice commanded.

They started using sticks machetes and kicks on us. Then they asked us to stand after several drills . I struggled on my feet with much difficulty. Suddenly there was a sound of breaking bottle followed by a scream. Then another, then it landed on my head. I felt like I was electrocuted. another followed and another , then sticks qnd blows.

“this one has fainted”. One of them said.

“ check if he is dead”. The husky voice said.

A brief silence followed, then came the first voice.

“I think he is dead”.

“awee! we are rugged!” the husky voice shouted.

“awee ! we are rugged!” they all chorused.

“bury him!” the husky voice commanded.

And then they began to sing a sorrowful song.

“I came , awee.

I saw the wicked on earth,

awee.

my brother elele

awee

my brother elele

awee

call my mother

awee

tell her am no one

awee

call my father

awee

tell him I am a strong man

awee

when I die

awee

my brother bury me

awee

take my girlfriend

awee

but bury me well

awee

may I die a hero

awee

my brother remember me

awee

may I not a die running

awee

my brother remember me

awee

With this song they buried the guy. Or so it seems from the sound of the happenings around me.

“Where is he?” came a familiar voice.

“Who?” asked the husky voice.

“What kind of rubbish question is that, our vip newbie” the familiar voice said.

“Okay,,,he is over there” the husky voice said.

“Here you are ….finally “ . The voice said .

I now recognize it. The thug guy’s.

A strong punch landed on my tummy, followed by a swift uppercut. I fell backwards and struggled up on my side. A kick descended on my rip and I fell flat face down with my hands and feet still bound.

The other guys seem to be enjoying it as they all laughed in amusement.

“there’s a new style I saw in a movie, I would love to try it. Raise him up”. The thug guy said .

They dragged me up and held me steady.

“Wait…wait am coming, hold him still”. The thug guy said.

“where are you going, do you want to fly?’ a voice asked.

“ its call flying kick” the thug guy said.

They all laughed and the guys holding me held me still as I waited in fear of the unknown.

Suddenly , I heard someone running, I knew I should be expecting the worse. Then came a kick on my chest that moved my feet from the ground and took me a little distance backwards before landing recklessly on the floor. The pain I felt on my hand that was bound backwards and the kick on my chest was excruciating. I coughed and shook feverishly.

“Please don’t kill him yet, we are yet to take our own pound of flesh”. The husky voice said.

“grand commander wants flashes of the smelly on the fire filed”. A new voice said.

“ oh no! why now!” said the thug guy in disgust.

“Don’t worry, it’s time to cut our own pound. Make sure you take as much as you want”. The husky voice said.

The rope on my leg was loosed. But I was still blindfolded. We were led to a place where they sang and danced with gunshots in the air. I prayed to god silently in my heart to help me survive the night. I made promises to god I didn’t know if I can fulfill. Then came a voice from the crowed.

“Brothers! We are going to experience a trap in the loose in the fire filed. 22 score in a single shot is a wile awee’’.

They all chorused. “awee” .

“we have a vip” came the voice again.

they all chorused excitedly. “awee…aweee…aweeeeee…aweeeeee…”.