THE HARSH REALITY

Christiana's point of view

Ding! Ding!

[Christiana, be ready by 9 p.m. I will talk to you while I am in your mouth. Be ready to lay naked on the bed when I come home. I swear I won’t stop until your legs are shaking. I will be your daddy tonight.]

A message alert rang and left me alarmed. I was stunned for a moment, as though I had sustained an enormous blow to my chest.

Ding!

Another message immediately came within the blink of my eye. A message from the bank was that my account was credited with 3000 dollars.

I scrolled up to look at the message history of this week with my bank.

[Your account has been credited with 3000 dollars.]

[Your account has been credited with 3000 dollars.]

[Your account has been credited with 3000 dollars.]

[Your account has been credited with 3000 dollars.]

…..

This week alone I have sold my body more than five times. My body was sold to different billionaires whom I did not even know.

In a week, my account was credited with several dollars I did not own. Nevertheless, I did not want to own one. Whatever I do is for my little brother and under pressure from my stepmother. 

But until when? It was more than what my body could bare. Such a cursed soul I was. 

I sat on the couch in frustration, throwing my phone aside. My eyes were moist, and tears rolled down my eyes and made everything blur before me. I was not in my senses and had lost all my cool.

In anger and helplessness, I shouted, “Why me?” To this, a voice came from behind, leaving me shocked all the more. 

“How dare you think contrary to it?”

My stepmother was right behind me and I was not at all aware of it. 

“Mom, but…”

Before I could say anything, she fired back at me, leaving me startled.

“Do not mess with me, Christiana. Do not even think of backing off.”

“Mom, but my body cannot endure any more sex this week. I have already done it more than five times this week. Please spare me this weekend.” I begged and pleaded before my stepmother.

“What? Spare you? Hahaha… I have got no mercy.”

“Mom, please. I promise I will have sex with this billionaire on Monday.” I said to her in a low voice.

“Are you kidding Christiana? You very well know what I can do and what I am up to. Do not compel me to do things that you will not like. Do not forget your brother is still in jail. And you need money.”

My stepmother snapped back at me, sitting on the king-sized bed and staring at me. I could see anger in her eyes. She was boiling from within. If given a chance, she would have killed me.

“But… please…”

“No, if and buts. Enough of it. What are you still thinking about? Do you even have any options? No one can help you out. Wake up from your deep slumber, darling.” She said to me, splashing a glass of hot water on my face and twisting my hands as though my arms were boneless.

“Ah! Mom, you are hurting me all the more. I am sorry, please leave. I won’t argue with you again.” I pleaded before her, jumping up on the bed and crying in pain before her. But it did not melt her. 

Instead of taking care of me and showing mercy to me. She ordered me, “tonight at 9 p.m. Don’t be late.

Her voice rang in my ears with a very high intonation. I had nothing else to say except, “okay.” Above all, this wrath was expected from her.

I took a few breaths, drinking a glass of water in a go. Once again, my chest felt like it was crushed. I felt suffocated, depressed, and shaken from top to bottom. I was shattered like anything. 

I did not have any choice except to abide by her. I have been giving myself like this for years. I had endured so much that I was desensitized to everything. 

No matter how devastating my life was, I was still enduring everything for my brother to get him free of the murder charge.

At that moment, I was exhausted and done with everything. 

I scrolled through my phone and without hesitation sent a message to the billionaire who was to have sex with me that night.

[Okay! I am fine with it.]

I put away my phone and braced myself. I sat on the couch looking at the family photo in my hand, which looked picture-perfect. It had my father, real mother, brother, and me in it.

My heart ached for them. I suppressed the pain in my heart while loneliness engulfed me.

Boom!

A thunderstorm resonated, rain pattered against the window, and the wind rushed across my garden. Soon the sky turned black, the room suddenly sank into darkness, and there was an explosion that made me fear for my safety.

The power was out!

At the same point, I could feel someone chuckling and walking close to my room.

Suddenly, someone pushed open the door and a hulk-like man entered my room mumbling, "shhhhhh."

I jumped up from the bed in shock, gazing at him.

Soon he collapsed on my bed and left me agape.

I hurriedly closed my eyes, standing in place, and did not have the guts to move. In the darkness, I could barely see his face. 

“Give me a massage. Why are you going away from me you fool? I have not paid you for this.” The man in front of me whispered. 

Those words of the man were enough to make me fear him. I realized he was no one else but the man who had paid me for having sex with him.

Soon, the flash of light ignited, making us see each other. After which he commanded, “Ah! Get that cloak off!”

Suddenly, he reached up to me, leaving me startled by grabbing my slender waist, fearing me into taking long deep breaths and closing and opening my eyes at the same time. 

“Ahhhhhhhh!” I screamed out in pain, as he inserted his dick into my pussy, tearing my cloak.

My genitalia widened as he went deeper into me. Before I could scream out louder, he took it off from there and put it into my mouth, making me unable to scream.

I wanted to reach out and push him hard. But his body was huge enough to make it difficult.

His huge length kept on thrusting into my body until he felt the orgasms.

I was unable to do anything, but this did not make any difference to the billionaire. He went on doing whatever he wanted to do with me until his lust was satisfied.

I somehow managed to take a glance at the clock, it was 4 a.m. Finally, he was done.

He dressed and went away from there, sharing a few words with my mother who was outside my room.

 With tears rolling down my eyes and wetting my pillow, I closed my eyes. The demonic man was no longer there with me, but my heart was aching.

Mom, whatever you want me to do, I do. Be it whomever I sleep with them, I fulfilled all your wishes, but what about me? Who will fulfill my dreams? Who will come into my life and change my life?

I pondered for a while, cursing my life. I got up and felt sore all over my body, the pain was coming from my body.

Then the clock rang, meaning I had to get up and do all the house chores. I got a cold shower and dressed quickly.

I sat up and gazed towards the door.

My stepmother entered my room.

I jumped back off the sofa in terror. I was terrified by her red, threatening eyes.

“You will not change, will you?” She fired at me, clenching her teeth. She then walked towards me with steady steps.

I lowered my head nervously and could sense the upcoming danger which I was to face.

She suddenly reached out to me and grabbed me.

“Mom!” I exclaimed. Before I could react, she slapped all inking her hard fingers on my face and making me fall on the cold floor.

She then gazed at me so sharply and dangerously. In the white light, her face was filled with anger. She mercilessly reached out to me, raised my chin, and spun my head.

“You have to fulfill all my wishes.” The cold voice of my mother rang into my ears. With those words, she went away from my room, venting her monstrous anger at me, and hurting me all the more.