My Aunty Made Me A Sex Worker Chapter 10
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👩❤️💋👩🤷 My Aunty Made Me A Sex Worker CHAPTER TEN: 💋💞
“Did you just hi$s at me?” She asked.
“Yes, Ma.” I responded adamantly.
“I see you have grown wings; I know you are trying my patience, but not today, sweet,” she said as I rolled my eyes at her.
“Now get inside and prepare to attend to my customer.” She instructed.
I furiously left her present. I am mad at Richmond for making me return so early.
I got inside to be met with an empty room.
“Thank goodness Ejiro was not around; I was not in the mood to talk to anyone.
I was enráged and tempted to sm0ke cigarettes for the first time in my life.
I almost took a cigarette from the dressing table, but I caught my hands in midair and clutched it tightly.
I burst into te@rs as soon as I saw myself in the large mirror.
“Why is life so cruel? I thought Richmond was my helper, but I was mistaken,” I sobbed uncontrollably.
My eyes welled up with tears as I looked at the box of goodies he had bought me and the money inside a brown envelope.
“What was the use anyways?”
“Pie, do not let me come over there, or you will see the other side of me,” Aunt Mona said through the door…
I clenched my fist tightly.
“Why am I even crying? What was I even thinking? That a wealthy, handsome man like Richmond would want anything to do with a filthy sex worker like me?
“I must be daydreaming,” I thought to myself.
Just then, I pack everything Richmond bought for me into my wardrobe. And I decided to move on with my life. All my plans now is to get away from the Ranch at least to finish my secondary school and also go to higher institution. I will do it, even if it means k!lling Aunt Mona.
Night fall I dressed up like the slût I’m ready to carry out aunt Mona’s errands.
When I arrived at the address Aunt Mona had given me, I discovered a three-story duplex.
I was directed to the room on the middle floor.
The room was dark and smelt of alcohol and cigarettes.
I stood still, my heart pounding faster. “Aunt Mona will not k!ll me one-day with her quests for money.This story belongs to Peter’s Gracuous stories.
Just then, the light from the blue bulb in the room came on.
“Strip!” I heard the c0ldest voice ever.
I scanned the entire space and noticed a man, perhaps in his 30s, standing with his right hand folded across his chest.
In order to save time, I began removing my dresses, leaving only my br@ and pãnties.
He came close to me.
Look into my eyes without saying anything.
“I will have a*ual sēx with you. But first, you need to get high. He said.
“I am sorry, sir, but I do not do any of those,” I said, attempting to suppress my burning r@ge.
“Hahaha! You are a ruñs girl, and rün girls do not have a say; they simply carry out their customers’ orders. He laughed sinisterly.
Making me want to punch out his teeth.
“As a human being, I am entitled to my own opinion. If you can not sēx me through my v area, I am sorry, I am leaving.” I said, bending down to grab my bum shot from the floor.
He grabbed me roughly from behind.
“Who gave you the guts to confront me?” He said, clutching me tightly.
“You better let go of me, or you will not like what I am going to do to you tonight,” I warned.
But he pushed me to the bed and, with his grip on me, he pulled out a white substance from a small covered box and attempted to force it into my mouth.
Realizing it was c0caine, I gathered some strength. Thank goodness I was still wearing high heels. As he tried to open the box with his other hand while pinning me to the bed, I quickly extended my legs forward and pushed him hard on his stomach with my heels. He staggered back away from me, and I quickly stood up. Fortunately for me, I saw a fruit tray beside the bed.
Which contains a small knîfe for slicing fruits.
I picked it up and pointed it at him.
“Do not come any closer to me,” I said to him, as he clutched his stomach in pain. I grabbed my skirts from the floor and put them on as quickly as possible.
Then I grabbed my clothes as I saw him walk towards the phone, undoubtedly to call his men. I dashed outside as fast as I could, and fortunately for me, the gate was open. When I got outside the gate, I noticed his men chasing me with some fierce looking bull dogs. It was night and I need not to be told the dãngers I am in.
I ran with all of my strength, removing my shoes to increase my speed. But the dogs kept chasing after me,Covering the distance between us. It was a lonely street, but the street lights helped me see where I was going.
After about five minutes of running, I began to lose strength gradually. My throat was dry and itchy, I was panting heavily, and my eyes were already blurry.
I ran out of stamina and collided with a stone I did not see, falling to the ground.
I lay down on the ground, eyes closed, saying my final prayers, waiting for the dogs to come bounce and feed on me.
“If I die now, my ghost will return to hunt Aunt Mona,” I thought while waiting for the dogs. But as seconds turned into minutes, nothing happened.
Rather, the sound of gun shots was heard.
“Are you okay sweetpie.” A familiar voice said, making my heart skip a thousand beats.
TO Be Continued
