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Diary Of A Heart BrokenHustler (Part 2) [The End]

 

“Let me help you…” The voice said again.

“Who are you?” I asked with the feeling of pains and surprise.

“My name is Henry, we met at the club with madam grace” He said with a kind of feminine voice.

“Oh Jesus Christ” I wailed as I used my hands to rub over my face, trying to figure out exactly what happened. I took away the blanket that covered my body and discovered I was totally naked.

“What happened to me?” I questioned curiously

“You should know” He replied as he feigned ignorance about the question I poised to him. I tried adjusting on the bed, but I felt a sharp pain right through my anus. I slowly touched it and the pain increased greatly.

“Did you…” I paused looking at him with a feeling that conveyed both anger and confusion. “Did you…” I repeated again without knowing the exact words to use.

“Did I do what?” He asked again. I was confused whether to use the word rape or have “sex with me.” I wondered how I could ask my fellow guy if he had sex with me. But I already knew that he had disvirgined me right through my anus hole.

“You fvcked me?” I finally spoke out with anger.

“You asked me to” He replied with confidence.

Pointing at myself with my mouth agape, I paused for a second to reminisce over what I heard from his mouth. “I asked you to fvck me?” I asked with tears almost coming out of my eyes.

“Yes you did” Was his honest reply.

I quickly placed my hands on my head as a sign of lamentation and he even came close to hug me.

“Don’t be angry babe” He said as he wrapped me in his arms. I quickly pulled out immediately at the words I heard

“Did you just call me babe?” I asked surprised “oh fvck!”

“You know what, just get out!” I ordered as I pointed towards the door.

“Just get out” I repeated.

“Baby calm down” He repeated again

“Now listen” I said sounding very mean and harsh. “Let this be the very last time you would call me baby” I repeated holding onto my anus that was already hurting so badly. I could barely adjust from the bed, but so I positioned myself ass down to avoid feeling the pain so much. He nodded in agreement after my warning and slowly stood up to where his clothes were. I saw the sight of his dick and busted into tears immediately. I never believe I was a recipient of such huge flesh of meat entering into my body.

“Was that what you used on me?” I asked as I held back tears. He didn’t say anything but kept on putting on his clothes. I tried inserting my hands into my anus hole, but the pains that surrounded it were very terrible. I quietly went back to being quiet as I allowed him dress up as he was prepared to take his leave.

“I should just beat him up” I said to myself. But it wasn’t gonna be possible because he was much more bigger in size than I was and moreover, I was already handicapped as a result of the pains I felt. He finally left the house and I managed to get to the bathroom and positioned myself right under the shower.

“Arrgghhh” I moaned in pains as the water flowed through my back down to my ass. I held onto my fits tightly as the pains persisted. I felt so restless that I couldn’t eat, talk more of sitting down properly. It was mid-day on Saturday and I knew how restless the day would be. I went down to the parlor, sat on the floor and just started to cry. I didn’t know exactly why I cried, but I just cried. I had barely gone far into my cries before my phone rang; I crawled up slowly to check-out the caller and it was Jenny.

“Hello” I said as I tried hard to make sure my voice was clear enough, not to show any form of sadness.

“Are you okay baby?” She asked.

“Yes I am” I lied as I held onto my nose to avoid crying out loud.

“You don’t seem okay” She said as she kept pestering me to say something. I reasoned how I could explain to her that I just got raped by a fellow guy; it wasn’t possible to say such a thing.

“I am just okay baby” I reminded her.

“I missed you so much” She confessed with a smile as I cried silently harder.

“Baby you are not okay” She repeated “Should I come down and see you?” She asked

“Don’t worry baby, we will see later” I assured her. We discussed for a little while, before she finally said “I love you” and I terminated the call. I started to feel feverish, but I couldn’t just move outside to get some drugs. I had become so weak and I couldn’t tell what was wrong exactly. I tried to drink some water to calm my temperature down, but it was on the increase.

I finally managed to get money from my drawer as I put on my clothes and went outside to get some drugs. My walking movement was funny as I couldn’t close my legs and walk well. I had to walk so slowly to avoid people asking a lot of questions.

“Did you injure in your leg?” Mama Dapo as we fondly called her asked me when she saw me walk past her shop

“Yes Ma” I said in whispers but nodded my head to show I actually injured myself on my leg.

“Make I see” She went further to enquire

“See wetin?” I asked immediately

“Where you wound na “ She replied as she beckoned on me to come closer. I looked around as some group of people stared at me, so I had to smile and tell her

“Na old wound Ma, but na just the small pains I dey feel”

She smiled and nodded in agreement with my explanation, as I walked slowly to get the drugs. I bought some pain relievers and headache drugs, coupled with a malaria drug. I got home after I bought it and hurriedly took the drugs. After some point after I took the drugs, I felt a little bit better but the pains were still there. I decided to rest a little bit, just before my phone rang again!

 

*****”Have you forgotten?”********

“Oh God” I screamed out of frustration immediately****************

To Be Continued!

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21 comments

  1. Where is the other episodes ooooo

  2. Where are the other episodes ooooo

  3. My wife is on my neck to know what happens next…. Please where areb5he next episodes already?

  4. My wife is on my neck to know what happens next…. Please where are the next episodes already?

  5. Thanks for the follow-up. Next episodes please.

  6. Nice job, BiafraBushBoy. Following this blog religiously.

    This is Ftboy

  7. wow dix tori na d atomic bomb

  8. Abeg update faster oo. This is making brain.

  9. The write-up make wise, buh u too slow. Try to dey update faster abeq.

  10. You have done very well in putting this piece of write up for people like us to read. I really commend you fo the time and effort put together. More strength to your elbow. #tumps up@biafrabushboy.

  11. Badt guy. Am loving this.

  12. Nice one bro. Ride on

  13. Karma.is a bitch. Lol. Serves him right.

  14. Wow! The tale brought tears to my eyes. Very touching yet a good lesson to the youth to deceit from acts capable to lure one into a grave danger.

    Good write up. A job well done.

  15. please can you help me with the part one of the diary of a heart broken Hustler. I have read two of your stories and I must confess that you are simply out of this world. kindly oblige my request as I would really like to read the part one before reading the part two.

    Thanks

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