My Aunty Made Me A Sex Worker Chapter 4
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I sobbed faintly, not knowing how long I had sat crying.
A hand taps my shoulder, causing me to look up.
I reluctantly opened my eyes and was surprised to see one of the girls I shared a room with.
“I am sorry; I saw everything Madam Mona did to you,” she said, petting my back.
I was speechless and continued to sniff my moist nose while tears streamed down.
“My name is Ejiro.” She introduction.
βI am Pie…β I stumbled.
Pie is a lovely name, she says.
“Thanks,” I replied as she assisted me in standing up from the floor.
I only met her once, on the first day I came to this room, but we could not talk because she was rushing somewhere; she just returned.
She help me to the bed..
“Have this, Madam Mona said I should give you,” she said, handing me a plate of grilled chicken and a cold malt.
I took it from her, prayed a small prayer, and asked her to join me, but she refused, claiming she had just finished eating from the kitchen.
Once I was done eating.
The door opened, revealing the other girl, who arrived with a bag and threw it at me.
βNa your cloth be that, madam Mona say make I give youβ She said lighting up a cigarette.
“Ada, that is too harsh na; you could have kept the clothes on the bed instead of throwing them at her,” Ejiro, who had just stepped out of the bathroom, chided Ada.
“How that wan come take concern me, my own be say I don deliver message,” she said, puffing her cigarette.
Night came. Madam Mona arrived to remind me to get dressed.
Which I did to avoid her problems.
I took my bath and, with Ejiro’s assistance, I got dressed in a white tiny crop top that ended just below my breasts and a ripped, tight-fitting jeans skirt that brought out my curves and shapes.
From the bag that Madam Mona had brought, Ejiro pulled out a costly wig. She brushed it and wear it properly on my hair.
She then applied some light makeup to my face. Applying some colored lipstick on my lips.
Once she was done she brought out a 5 inches red heal shoes for me to wear.
When she was done, I took a look at my reflection in the mirror and was stunned to see a different version of me.
Tho I am seventeen but I look way matured and different in the dresses and make up. My brΔast were pointing out since I was not putting on brΓ‘. The skirt brought out all my figures and shapes.
I was giving a small white bag in form of paus.
I stepped out and saw Aunt Mona approaching our room.
“What took you so long?” she inquired.
βNothing ma.β I replied.
“Get into that car,” she told me, pointing to an expensive car parked a few steps away.
“Make sure you do everything he instructed you to.” She said using her hands to drag her ears as a sign of warning.
“Yes, ma,” I replied, even though I was not sure what she was saying.
I got into the car and the driver drove to a big mansion that’s bigger than aunty Mona’s.
I was escorted through the room to the elevator and then to the upper floor.
We got to the room and I was led inside, only to meet a man, probably He was fat in his early 70s, with a pot belly and a set of brown teeth, and he only wore a white towel around his waist. He stood near the bed, holding a class of wine in his hands.
“Good evening, sir,” I greeted him.
“You are so beautiful, how come I have not seen you at the Ranch before?” He asked, his eyes lustfully fixed on my breast.
I was becoming nervous and scared.
βWill you mind to have a drink with me?β He said, moving closer to me.
“No, sir, I am not here for a drink; I am here to do business. Let us get started.” I replied as boldly as I could.
“If so, come to Daddy.” He said come and took my hands to kiss me, but I pushed him away.
His eyes widened with shock, but he quickly laughed to hide it.
He tried forcing me to the bed, and tried to pull of my clothes but I refused… Struggling with him.
He became enraged and slapped me hard on the cheeks, but I refused to give in.
He pushed me to the bed and climbed on top of me, kissing me roughly all over my face.
He put his hand on my clothes and squeezed my breasts. As he licks my face with his tongue. I became irritated with his touch.
I reached for an empty bottle on top of the table beside the bed and smashed it on his head while he struggled with my breasts.
Although he was not seriously hurt by the bottle. He got up from me and picked up his phone to call Aunt Mona, holding his bleeding head.
He called his boys to deal with me before Aunt Mona’s arrival,
That was definitely one of my worst nights.
TO BE CONTINUED
