The Man I Met Part 3
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👫💞 The Man I Met Part Three:
I died a few times out of fear but my spirit refused to leave my body. After a while of circling around me, the other two held me and spread my legs wide. The man I came to visit brought out a small knife from the pot and shaved some of my pubic hairs. He put the shaved hairs into the pot. He brought out a small piece of cloth and stuffed it inside my vagina for some seconds before putting it back into the pot. Then he cut some hairs from my head and put them into the pot.
After that, the ones holding me left me and they circled around me for some seconds again before leaving the room. I knew I was dead. I was sure of it. I knew that whatever they did was to sacrifice me to the deity they served. Painful tears flowed from my eyes while I waited for my death to come. About one hour later, the man I came to visit come back alone. He was neatly dressed and ready to go.
He was smiling warmly like he used to do. He ungagged my mouth and unbound my limbs. He brought my clothes and asked me to freshen up in the bathroom so I’d wear them. I didn’t know what to think. My thought ran very wild. I thought they needed me to bathe so whatever they did on me would start working. Another thought told me that the deity was waiting to consume me in the bathroom. I was reluctant to enter the bathroom until he shouted at me. I ran into the bathroom whimpering.
I hastily bathed, came out and wore my cloths. When I was done, he sat me down and gave me the new definition of my life. He told me I belonged to them from then going forward. He said I would die the moment I think of saying a word of what I witnessed to any living being. He said my spirit had been trapped using the things taken from my body and they now have control of everything about me.
I tried to beg and he barked at me like a dog and his eyes glowed momentarily. Then he said something that evaporated my spirit from my body. “Your life as you know it is over. Your entire existence is now to the glory of (he mentioned a name I cannot remember now)”. I believe the name belonged to the deity they served. After saying that, he asked me to leave his house. I hastily ran out. While I wandered aimlessly on the road, many thoughts ran through my mind.
I replayed everything I witnessed in my mind. I wondered if there could be any help for me. Then I thought of running to a church and narrating everything to a man of God and seeking for deliverance. But the moment the thought of going to a church came to my mind, my head started pounding very hard and I felt an unexplainable weakness. It felt as if life was leaving my body. I remembered the warning he gave and dismissed the thought. Immediately I did that, my body became normal instantly. The headache vanished and my strength came back. It dawned on me that everything thing he said was true. I was their property and I was dead.
I went home and cried out my eyes. I cried for many things; the life I’d planned for myself, the hope my family had in me and most painfully, my innocence in all that was happening to me. I couldn’t sleep for days. I couldn’t eat either. What was the need of sustaining a life that was already over? I only cried and cried. I called him severally to beg, but he didn’t answer. I could not go to his house because of the fright it brought. I cried and waited for whatever that was supposed to happen to me.
A week passed and nothing happened. He didn’t even contact me at all. I was beginning to think there might be hope for me and boom, it happened. I started feeling unnaturally and unbearably horny. But I wasn’t craving for a man’s touch. I rather craved to be feasted upon by the dogs in human form. My craving was distinct and imagining the scenario where the human dogs feasted on me made me dripping wet. I tried all I could to pull myself out of that unnatural situation, but failed. I gave in after a long time of fighting.
That evening, I left my house to his. I couldn’t fight the unnatural urge which had taken over my entire being. It was absolutely unbearable and the only thing I could think of what was being feasted upon by the human dogs. I ran to them. Outside his apartment, I knocked. I heard his voice from the inside asking me to come in. I went in and saw the three of them.
They were all naked. It seemed they knew I was coming and were waiting for me. Immediately I came in, the man I met asked me to say I will be his woman. I hastily said it and that became the last thing I could remember doing consciously. I must have passed out because I woke up about three hours later while one of them was licking me. They were all in their human-dog form and were lined up around my vagina. Their eyes were glowing and their teeth were long.
I was not paralyzed this time, but I was very tired. When I woke up, the one licking me stopped. They left me in the sitting room and went inside. Also, the unbearable urge I was having had vanished and I started asking myself what I was doing there. I knew what brought me but I told myself I should have resisted it. I felt dirty and vulnerable. And again, the feeling of helplessness overwhelmed me. I started crying.
Minutes later, they came back into the sitting room. They were still naked. The man I met asked me to leave. There was no trace of pity or empathy in his voice and countenance. I tried to beg but their stares shut me up. I wore my cloths and left. I went back to my misery waiting for the next thing that will happen to me. I couldn’t pray, I’d lost the zeal to. My life became a mess and I became a shadow of myself.
At work, I was lost. I hardly did anything right. My mind was always on what was happening in my life. I hardly ate nor slept. My once chubby body slimmed down drastically and I looked haggard and unkempt. And my only crime was falling in love with a monster who paraded himself as a Prince Charming. Brethren, many demons are roaming about in disguise seeking for destinies to destroy and souls to put in bondage.
I am a living witness to the powers of darkness and I implore us all to be sure no matter how true it appears. I paid the price of my ignorance and I don’t want you to become another victim of the forces of darkness. They are everywhere and their tactics and deceits are evolving and effective. They are vicious, relentless and patient. Please be careful.
Exactly seven days from the day I went to them by myself, the devilish urge came again. It was exactly like the previous one and I couldn’t think of anything other than feeling the touches of the human dogs. I took myself to them again and like the previous time, they knew I was coming and were waiting for me. I was asked to make the declaration again and after I did, I lost consciousness.
This repeated weekly for the next six weeks and by then, my health had become very bad. Yet, I couldn’t tell anyone what I was going through. My colleague who was also my closest friend saw how bad I was and insisted on taking me to a hospital. Long before then, she’d constantly asked what was wrong with me and I told her I was fine. She knew about the guy and when she asked why we were no longer seeing each other, I told him he traveled abroad.
So when she insisted on taking me to a hospital, I let her. I didn’t want to tell her what was happening. I couldn’t even tell her if I wanted to. At the hospital, series of tests were carried out and the results showed I had series of infections, both STIs and non STIs. I was giving some injections and some drugs were prescribed. I was taking the drugs but there was no improvement in my health. My problem was spiritual and psychological and I knew it.
The urge came again and I went to my captors. They did their thing and I left. Three days after the last time, I started feeling very sick. I developed a very high fever and a strong headache. A day after, the fever and the headache vanished and my vagina and the surrounding area started swelling. Two days after the swelling started, pores started coming out from the swelling. The next day, tiny maggots started coming out alongside the pores.
That was the day I was supposed to feel the urge, but it didn’t come. I knew I was dead. I knew I was done with but I didn’t know what to do to help myself. I knew it was time to tell someone what happened to me but the moment I conceived that thought, I started dying. They started killing me like they promised to do if I ever told anyone. I was left with no option. I was helpless and dying.
In my helplessness, I decided that going to them was my only option. After all, they were supposed to feast on me that day. I went. I didn’t know what I was expecting. When I got there, the door was shut but not locked. I knocked and no one answered. I went in and still didn’t see anyone. I only heard soft growls from inside the house. I went there and saw them feasting on another girl.
They were in their dog form and the girl was totally unconscious. They were lined up around her vagina with their heads human’s and their bodies dog’s. Their eyes were glowing and their teeth were long. One of them was having his turn with her vagina. They noticed my presence and paused momentarily. Then they made at me, barking and growling just like dogs do when they want to scare someone off. I ran out of the house.
Going home, I thought. Then I deduced I was no longer useful to them. They’d taken what they wanted from me and were done with me. There and then, I made a decision to let people know what happened to me before I die. I knew I was at the end and death was coming for me whichever way. I also started talking to God about my predicament. I didn’t know what else to do.
I started talking out loud to God while I walked home. I was very loud that people could hear me. I cried bitterly and helplessly. While I spoke to God helplessly and honestly, I heard a voice whispering ‘light’. It started lowly and later became louder. I looked around and saw no one. But the voice kept coming.
TO Be Continued
