V.I.C

The Evil Housekeeper

Final Episode.

Unexpectedly my grandma paid us a visit that scorching afternoon.

According to her, she came to stay with us for only a week, because her church was having a convention in the upcoming weeks to which she was going to attend.

We were delighted to see her o, and she seemed equally happy.

However, she quickly noticed something about my sister's gait, I mean Josephine was walking as if she had something lodged between her legs.

She was so discomfort which was clearly stated on her face, but she pretended to be fine because Cecilia had applied hot water and salt to alleviate the pains.

However, my grandmother noticed how she was moving and quickly called to find out what was happening to her, only to discovered that Josephine had some bruises on her private part, especially one that cut her very deep.

"Ewoo, who did this to you?" Gramma asked Josephine who remained silent for a moment before eventually mentioning my name, "It's Jason."

Whattt??

Jason your brother?? ??? She asked again.

Yes Gramma. she affirmed.

Jesus Christ, what's the world turning into? Grmama exclaimed inaudibly.

Where did this boy learned this one from?? She asked herself inaudibly.

At that moment, I heard Gramma's sudden outburst, as she quickly screamed at the top of her voice calling me to come outside.

Jaaaasoonn,

Jason, where re you? She asked.

Then when it seems that I was wasting her time, she swiftly came inside the house and dragged me to the backyard and gave me the most severe beating of my life.

I mean, this woman beat me until I confessed everything and explained how it all happened.

She was very shocked as she quickly informed my parents about it, and they rushed home from work, but before the got home, Cecilia was nowhere to be seen.

She fled from our house, and since then we have not seen her again.

Perhaps, she was just a devil incarnate sent to destroy us, yet my parents were too busy to noticed.

Meanwhile , I have a strong belief that her nemesis will eventually catch up with her no matter where she ran to, unless she repents.

This is a true life story

Written by V.I.C

So, family, I decided to write this story because many parents neglect their children due to work, assuming that someone else will take proper care of them, without realizing that no one cares for someone's child as much as their own parents.

Please our parents should be guided.

Thank you for reading..

TRUE LiFE STORY

The Evil Housekeeper

Episode 2

After the first day of that incident, I found myself unable to dispel the feelings I experienced that afternoon with Cecilia.

It was a blend of excitement, anxiety and exhaustion.

Although to be honest, I did enjoyed everything that happened, and I could remember craving for more since it was my first experience.

And it was that same day I realized the functionality of p***s, because Up until then, it had just been there in-between my legs without me understanding its purpose.

Therefore after that day, I became aware of it.

Then throughout that day, I found myself grinning sheepishly when I saw Cecilia, and she also smiled back at me.

"You're now a big boy jay," she remarked, and I nodded while avoided eye contact with her.

I was very shy.

"Make sure to not tell Josephine o," she kept wearning me, to which I nodded in agreement.

But there was an early consequences,

Yea,

Because the next morning, I found out that I had started bedwetting again, something I had stopped doing at the age of eight.

I mean, my bedspread were filled with a drum of urine.

I had no idea what caused it, and that's how it continued to happen thereafter even though I kept hiding from my mum.

Meanwhile it didn't end there o, Cecilia continued to initiate sexual encounters with me whenever possible, I mean every day when there's s little space in the house .

It was as if she was addicted to it such that, she couldn't stay a day without doing it, although I later discovered that she was constantly watching pôrnögrãphy on her phone, and I wondered what she chose to gain by engaging in such a lifestyle at that tender age.

She abused me sexually until I suddenly became withdrawn and pale.

I was no more looking healthy, and to be sincere, I was beginning to be tired of everything especially when she introduced the idea of using my tongue 👅.

She would often pressure me to do it, and even when I felt exhausted due to foul odor and wanted to raise my head from her private area, Cecilia will never agree, and instead she will pressed me in.

On one occasion, i shouted out of frustration because she was pressing my head down there, then she promptly got up and gave me a knock while covering my mouth.

At that point , I managed to escaped from her room and unexpectedly ran outside to meet with this Jehovah's Witness people who regularly visited us to preach, because my mother always invited them to come and share their teachings with us, and she had made it mandatory for us to always listen to them.

The woman was asking me what happened that i had to breathe that way, and as I was about to recount everything to her, Cecilia quickly came outside and dragged me in,

Madam he was doing something inside, them no get chance today,she said and the women left.

Honestly, this led to a loss of focus in both my academic and personal life, and I was wondering why my parents did not notice it not until when my grandma suddenly paid us a visit..

Before our grandma arrived to stay with us, Cecilia had already shown me and my sister pørnōgraphy on her phone.

After watching, she asked my sister to undress and get on the bed so we could try some experiments.

When my sister did, she tapped my head,

Oya go and climb her, and do as you usually do. She said to which I did and she videoed us.

To be continued.

Written by V.I.C

Before I proceed with our current story, let me share something about one man from my village.

His name is Udey.

When he was quite young, he slept with someone's wife.

Back then, he considered it a cruise, believing that having an affair with a married woman was a significant accomplishment due to the financial benefits it brought.

Therefore, he did it with full impunity.

As he grew up, the memory of the encounter he had with a married woman was still lingering in his memory.

He never had forgotten it.

And one of the reasons the memory lingered in his memory was the significant support he received from the woman during his university days, because when ever he walks down the memory lend on how he was able to graduate from school, the thought of that woman would come first.

Although he believed that nothing was wrong sleeping with a married woman especially when she was the one demanding for it, so he moved on.
he never bothered.

Then, when he was about to marry, he brought this beautiful young lady who appeared to be a virgin, and they eventually married.

This man believes that he is the only one who will sleep with his wife forever, but karma always has a way of bringing consequences to those who offend it.

Then after their marriage, he took his wife to a herbalist and made sure she swore with blood that the day she ever slept with another man exception of him, would be her last day on earth, and the lady swore.

According to the lady, she swore because she was convinced that she was going to be faithful to her husband.

But something unexpected happened after the birth of their second child.

That night, thieves intruded into our community, causing chaos and terrorizing the residents.

Amidst the commotion, five of them broke into Mr udey's house and were shocked to find this woman sleeping naked with her husband.

The thieves then glances at each other before they held the husband hostage while brutally rãping the wife infront of him.

I mean, five of them assaulted this woman until her prïvate pãrts were severely injured and required immediate medical attention.

The husband was watching the wife being bleeding, crying and shouting for help, yet no one came for their rescue.

And it was after the thieves had left the community that he quickly rushed his wife to the hospital where she got treated and spent over a week receiving treatment.

Although no one was happy about the incident, but it's important to note that the consequences he faced was as a result of his previous involvement with a married woman, which he himself later admitted to.

Please it's important to refrain from engaging in sexual relationships with married individuals, because there's a negative repercussions in the future, and it must comes to pass..

Shalom...

Written by V.I.C

A TRUE LiFE STORY 🔞

Our household was running smoothly until the day my mother decided to employ a housekeeper.

Her name was Cecilia.

I never knew where she came from, because she was brought to us by an agent.

She was above 18, whereas my sister and I were only 11 years old then.

According to my mother, she hired her to look after us since she and my father was often occupied with work and unable to tend to our needs.

Hence, she hired Cecilia.

The first week cecilia came to the house, she was very friendly and cool, however, I couldn't help but noticed the way she stared at my p***s when I took off my clothes to bathe.

She was always staring at it as if her own was missing.

Then, one day while I was bathing, she approached me, picked up the soap, and began bathing me, including my sister, claiming that we couldn't bathe properly.

And anytime she bathes me, I noticed that she would touch and stroke my ge****ls, causing an er****on, and when my panis got erect3d, she will use soap and caress it making it appear pleasurable;

Do you like it jay?, she will ask while still caressing it, and I will nod, "Yes, I do." I responded and she would smile.

Honestly, I couldn't stop thinking about the pleasure it brought to me.

Although, initially, I found the experience somewhat uncomfortable as I didn't understand its purpose.

However, as she continued to do it daily during my baths, I began to find pleasure in it each time.

Therefore, one afternoon while our parents were at work and we had returned from school, Cecilia invited me to her room.

When I got to her room, she was touching herself, and soon as she saw me, she instructed me to undress and lay on top of her, which I did without hesitation. She then fondled my penïs, which quickly became erect, and proceeded to insert it into her private part and instructed me to go up and down, to which I complied.

She then asked me to urinate inside her to which I couldn't upon how I forced myself,

Then after sometimes, she asked me to stand up which I did, and she warned me not to inform my parents, threatening dire consequences if I did, which led me to keep the secret to myself.

To be continued.

The evil housekeeper.

Episode one

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THE SIN OF MY FATHER

Final episode

Then, one hot afternoon, a cleaner named Daniel mistakenly poured tea on an important document,

The man apologized repeatedly with tears in his eyes.

“Sir, my wife just gave birth.

Please forgive me. he said.

According to Pa Edwin, my father coldly signed the dismissal letter, claiming that Daniel has continually making the same mistake.

Daniel begged him, but my father refused to listen.

As a result , Daniel lost his job, and eventually his marriage collapsed under hardship.

Another woman who was from Akwa Ibom, a widow with three children, was fired because she missed work for two days while caring for her sick daughter.

The woman had never skipped work before, but she had to do so that day due to a very serious circumstance in order to care for her ailing daughter, but my father didn't seem to care and sent her away.

Then, the worst part of it was when he keep delaying people's salary at the end of the month, and he has never recommended any of his workers for promotion, instead sack.

As a result, the cries of the people he rendered helpless followed him like a shadow of the night, yet he acted like he's god.

According to pa Edwin, my father would constantly boost about how his children would never suffer on this earth as he had secured their future??

He boasted about his first daughter who was expected to graduate with first-class honors.

I mean, he didn't cares about the feelings of others.

But since life has a way of balancing things out, my father suddenly fell ill just two years to his retirement, and we ended up using all the money he had saved, including the shares he had purchased with first bank to pay his hospital bills.

And immediately the sickness realizes that the money had finished, my father then gave up the ghost.

He died, and we were even looking for money to give him a befitting burial.

Then after his demise, my brother and i began searching desperately for work, but every interview we attended always ended in disappointment, and doors kept closing mysteriously without knowing that it was the sin of my father that tormented us.

Honestly, we all should know how to treat others, because Pain has a way to pass down through generations.

Meanwhile, After Pa Edwin shared everything with me that day, for the first time I really understood the reason behind our suffering, and quickly seek how to avert such calamity whereby using the little money we had to be feeding the orphans, including the widows, and eventually, God open a way for me, and I finally landed a job after sometimes.

It was a big testimony so I decided to share it with you..

Please thank you for reading, but don't forget this African proverb which says that when a man destroys another person's farm today, hunger may visit its own household tomorrow.”

Treat people well no matter your class..

Written by V.I.C

THE SIN OF MY FATHER

Episode 2

After returning from the interview, I told my mother about the unpleasant incident that occurred that day.

I told her how this woman chased me away like a thief as if we've ever crossed paths before.

Immediately I said this, my mother remained silent, I mean the kind of silent that spoke volumes.

Perhaps she was aware of her husband's wicked nature, and chose not to discuss it with us.

She then encouraged me to persevere and not lose hope.

But the most distressing experience was when I was refused a job at the same place where my late father worked tirelessly.

My father was a very senior employee in that firm.

He was a key decision-maker in the office, and his approval was final.

I also learned that those his co-workers whom I met during the job interview process, that refused to offer me the job was been trained by my father.

This is a firm which my father had dedicated himself to ensuring the success of it according to my mom, even though he fell ill and passed away just two years before his retirement.

However, as soon as they realized he was my father, the company declined to hire me.

But why would they refuse to offer me a job if my father was a good boss?

This was the question I pondered until I delved deeper to uncover the underlying issue.

It was then that I encountered an elderly man, by name Pa Edwin, who shared enlightening details about my father, leaving me utterly speechless.

Then after he recounted everything to me, I kept asking God, why would you allow children to suffer from the sin of their parents??

Meanwhile,

Pa Edwin informed me that my father have destroyed too many destinies.”

That, for years, my father had been feared as the chief administrator of the company.

He was powerful, displaying pride and ruthlessness.

His co workers were filled with fear whenever he passed by their offices, and any minor error such as being late to work, misplacing a file, or speaking out of turn was enough for him to issue a dismissal letter without pity.

He said that my father would proud, that this company is not a charity organization, he would shout while slamming files on the table. “Anybody who cannot obey the rules and regulations should go and suffer outside.he said.

Many pleaded with my father to reconsider his actions,

Some people knelt.

Some cried,

But my father's heart was harder than stones.

Then, one hot afternoon, a cleaner named Daniel mistakenly poured tea on an important document,

To be continued

Written by V.I.C

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THE SIN OF MY FATHER

A TRUE LiFE STORY

Episode 1

It has been five years now since I graduated from the university of Lagos, yet I have been unable to find employment despite applying to numerous companies.

I've exerted a significant amount of effort searching for job, but it seems like it's not yielding any positive results.

I've prayed, and I have done so many stupid things just to land a job.

I'm wondering if there's any company to which I haven't submitted my resume across my region.

However despite some companies acknowledging that my qualifications are suitable for the job, they would end up not giving me the job, and instead hire someone with less experience.

I've pondered countless times about what might be wrong with me.

I've attempted to comprehend the reasons behind my failure,

I've sought to determine if it's due to influences from my village people.

Yet, the more I try to grasp, the less I've understand

On one occasion, I attended an interview where I was unexpectedly asked to leave the room as soon as the interviewer noticed my middle name.

The woman appeared to be familiar with me and was visibly upset, even though I had never crossed paths with her before.

She insisted that I leave and never come back to the company, warning that I would be arrested if I make attempts to show up again.

Honestly, I was surprised by her refusal to listen to my side of the story or consider whether I had in anyway offended her?

Then, after leaving the office, I couldn't shake off the unpleasant incident that was still on my mind.

Little did I know, that she had once been fired from her previous job by my late father because she took time off to attend church.

It was just a normal church program, where she had pleaded for another person to cover up for her, but my father took issue with this and as a result, she was dismissed from her job.

It was very terrible 😔.

To be continued.

Written by V.I.C

Please 🙏 fam sorry for not posting all this while, I was traveling up and down 😂

Waitress That Saved My Life.

After that, we hurriedly got up, went to our hotel room, and parked our stuff.

The reason for this exposition was that, we were so friendly with her when we ordered for drinks and appetizers at the bar.

Then, as we placed the order, i also asked her to take a bottle of drink and put the bill on me.

This made her very happy.

Although my girlfriend was staring at me suspiciously, believing that I had fallen in love with the waitress, I honestly didn't understand why she had to think so.

Then after making her happy by giving her the drink, she returned with the note and urgently advised me to flee for my safety.

Honestly, I still pondered what might have happened if I hadn't purchased her the drink.

Maybe, I could have been dead by now, and our whereabouts would have been unknown since we didn't inform any of our family members about where we lodge.

This serves as a reminder that it is important for us to keep others informed of our whereabouts, because there are individuals who take pleasure in cutting short the lives of others.

The end..

Ifero's story.

Ifero's mother passed away in a tragic accident three years ago, and since then, things has never been the same for the poor little girl.

She was just 6 years old when the mother died, and the mother was her sole caregiver.

The father denied her mother pregnancy right from day one, and her mother vowed to take care of her baby by all means even though it requires her to sell her body to make money.

Nevertheless, life took its course and she passed away, leaving the young girl in the care of her sister Abigail.

Instead of taking care of this poor girl, Abigail instead chose to mistreat her.

She would physically abuse the girl, while depriving her of food, and at times forcing her to sleep on the cold floor in the night.

Then adding to the cruelty, Abigail made the decision to sell out the girl to someone from Bogobri, who took her to a distant location for ritual purposes.

Fortunately, Ifero was rescued by the Nigerian police officers during a routine stop and search, leading to the arrest of the perpetrators.

However, prior to this, Abigail had already notified the family that Ifero was missing, stating that she had last seen her in the afternoon before she went to the salon,

She further lied that upon her return, she realized that Ifero was missing.

But ultimately, it was revealed that she was the one who sold the child with a sum of 1m naira.

It was a crime against God and humanity.

No one would've believed that Abigail was capable of doing such, but it happens.

They were taken into the police custody for further action...

Meanwhile, this story reminds me that no parents should die and leave their children behind, because no one else can love and protect them as much as they do.

Please do everything to stay alive for your children if u have one.

Written by V.I.C

Thankfully, Ifero was

The Waitress That Saved My Life.

Episode one

This beautiful waitress by name Elizabeth saved my life the day I went to visit my girlfriend in their school.

The thing is, my girlfriend was a medical student with only two years to graduate, and because we had missed each other for so long, she begged me to come see her.

Before I left my base to visit her, we had arranged to lodge at a hotel because she was staying with her female friend and there wasn't enough space for both of us to stay in that same house.

Although she had informed me that the girl would be fine with me staying for the two days which I had intended to, and could possibly go to her boyfriend's house and stay, but I insisted because I wouldn't want to discomfort someone else just because of pleasure.

Then when I arrived her location that afternoon, we walked together to find a suitable hotel in that area where I could rest my head, luckily, we found one, and booked for two days.

It was indeed a beautiful moment for us to finally meet each other again in that lonely room after being apart for over six months due to distance and my workload.

Therefore we hugged ourselves and openly shared our genuine emotions, finding solace and rejuvenation in each other's arm.

After our refreshments, we headed to the hotel bar for some drinks and considered the idea of going for a swim afterwards.

Then while still drinking with my babe, a waitress approached me and handed me a note before walking away.

I didn't know what was written there, but I was convinced that it was her phone number and I didn't feel comfortable about it, especially since my girlfriend also noticed it.

Infact my babe almost confronted the waitress, and if I hadn't restrained her, and almost considered discarding the paper, there could have been a problem.

Then in light of that, I quickly opened the note and discovered that she wrote something other than her phone number, and it was a life saving message.

After reading it, I quickly turned to face my babe who was already frowning, and passed the note to her.

She read it and nearly fainted.

And it was boldly written "Do Not sleep in this hotel tonight, especially the room that you've booked, or else you won't live to see the next day."

To be continued.

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THE LOVE WHICH BLINDED MY EYES

Final episode.

I didn't know how to stop them from praying, so I quietly joined them again and we continued praying.

While we were praying, we suddenly heard the buzzing of a bee coming out from the inner room down to where we were, and one of the bees started stinging us.

Before it sting us, it was flying around and making a loud noise, and it eventually stung me on my right arm, causing me to shout before it stung my mum.

She was screaming in agony from the severe pain, and the only person the bee didn't sting was the female pastor, who was praying.

The woman was trembling and speaking in a language we couldn't understand, while my mom and I were already outside the house feeling the pain.

This devilish act was meant to divert our attention from praying in that house which he finally won.

He had already forewarned me about it on that call.

And I was very surprised that I still didn't believe that my husband was capable of sending bees to pursue us out of his house even though they were happening right in front of me, until the pastor pointed out after she was done praying that it's my husband that sent it.

She stated that I had made a mistake in the name of marriage as my husband is not who I have believed him to be.

Then after the revelation, she and my mom hurriedly departed from my house and urged me to meet with her as soon as possible to discuss more about my husband and possibly pray about it.

I then agreed to meet with her the following day.

However, I was taken aback when my husband returned that evening and warned me against leaving the house to visit any pastor as if he was there when the woman invited me.

He threatened that it will mark the end of our marriage if I leave his house to visit the woman, and the consequences of me leaving him would not be something I could simply dismiss.

After saying this, he walked inside the room, and change up.

The next day, as I had promised, I visited the woman and she shared with me that his daughter, who has a mental disability, was used by my husband in a rïtual to obtain wealth.

She explained that my husband, who was once worked as a generator repairer, turned to ôcççult practices for financial gain when the generator business did not provide sufficient income.

She made so many revelation that I felt my legs trembling.

Following her revelation, I hurried home to park my belongings and possibly go back to my parents house, only for him to instruct that I not be permitted to enter his house again.

That was how I returned home to my parents house and filed for divorce just six months into marriage.

Although I didn't returned the same way I went,

Rather, i returned to my parents' house with a bee sting on my hand that turned into a persistent wound, requiring me to spend money while entering different prayer group before it was finally healed.

Some men are evil, please always verify and also know their source of income before stepping into marriage, don't rush, take your time.....

This is my true life story.

Thank you for reading.

Written by V.I.C

THE LOVE WHICH BLINDED MY EYES

Episode 4

I was fast asleep when I suddenly heard something cold like an ice lying beside me, and I open my eyes to see this godforsaken snæke wrapped around me.

I screamed so loud as if I was drowning in an ocean.

I mean, I shouted while jumping out of the bed.

Surprisingly, after jumping out of the bed, the snæke abruptly vanished as if it were just a dream.

At that moment, I was so scared and disoriented that I couldn't tell if I had seen it in a dream or in a real life.

I was confused.

I couldn't stopped scanning my eyes everywhere in the house to see if the snæke was hiding somewhere.

Then due to that, I took my phone and ran to the living room where I attempted calling my husband, but his number wouldn't connect.

I called him countless time but still abortive, therefore I patiently waited for him to come back.

I was so terrified.

Then, while waiting for him to return, I promptly called my mom that very hour and recounted everything to her.

My mom then advised me to pray, suspecting that it might be an attack from our enemies who's not happy with my progress.

After speaking with my mom, I take a moment to say a brief prayer before beginning my calls with colleagues to ring in the new year.

Meanwhile, I stayed at the living room until he returned a few minutes before four o'clock.

Then upon his return, I recounted everything to him, but he dismissed it and suggested that it was just a bad dream.

He was able to convince me to partially forget about the snæke incident until six months into our marriage, when another event happened that led me to end the marriage.

So, my mother unexpectedly visited our house to pray with me, along with our family friend who came back from theological school.

According to her, she had a terrible dream about me similar to the snæke incident that I had, so she decided to pay me a visit.

I had already informed my husband about her visit before she arrived, but she never told me that she would be accompanied by a pastor.

I was even taken by surprise when she came with this woman pastor, and I offered them something to eat as my husband was not at home.

After my mother had told me about the revelation she had, the woman of God instructed everyone to rise and commenced a prayer.

During the prayer, my phone unexpectedly rang, and it was my husband on the line.

I hastily picked the call to let him know that we were in the middle of praying and that he should exercise patience before we resumed the call, but instead he came down on me, yelling at me and asking what I had turned his house into?

He asked if his house had now become a church with people coming to make noises and disturb the area?

If you don't ask them to leave the house promptly, you'll be shocked by what you'll find. He added and ended the call.

I was shocked.

What could provoked him to react that way ? I pondered.

Then, since I didn't know how to stop them from praying, I quietly joined them again and we continued praying,

But what happened next shocked all of us including the pastor.

To be continued.

Written by V.I.C

Apologies for keeping you waiting. 🙏