CLAIMER

This is my story. I write this with love from Mmabatho. It was written by me: Larry, son of Sushey. Any semblances to real live characters is intended. Yes, i am talking about you or that person you know. Don’t be deceived by the fake names… I should totally be held responsible for your interpretation of this here post. Don’t try me…

A Big’Nwa.


He gave her three hot slaps.

KPAS!!! KPASS!!!

The first was a fore arm swing, and it landed gingerly on her left cheek. The force was strong with the strike because it was sending her down until he returned her to a vertical position with an equally ferocious left smack.

KPASSSSS!!!

He then finished off with a right back hand to her right cheek, sending her into a heap on the laterite Earth.  As she reeled in pain not sure of what had hit her, Thola had swiftly removed his belt and was giving her the lashing of her life. Whip after whip connected with flesh, she closed her eyes and pretended to have collapsed. Thola picked her up and threw her in the back seat of the vehicle he had just alighted from.

He dashed upstairs and from where she was in the backseat, she heard the two men fight.


 

Buhle was (is) beautiful.

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Bhule

 

This Zulu girl had met Thola in the fish market and they had struck it off on a whim. Thola’s mother was Zulu like her but he had grown up with his Xhosa father. At first he was a nice sweet Xhosa man, the type that knew all the right things to say; the one that always was in charge, her type of man.

However, no sooner had she begun to bed him did she realize that he wasn’t quite everything she’d been led to believe. He was a dirty brute. He had the temper of a raging bull and was easily provoked. She knew from the first time he hit her that the relationship wasn’t going to lead anywhere.

She remembers the first time he hit her… What was it he had hit her over?

Aha! Something as trivial as a broken plate it was. She plotted on how to leave the relationship without him causing her grievous bodily harm. She couldn’t just walk away for fear that he would hurt her so she bided time.

Thola had a flat mate in Mpilo, who doubled as his best friend cum confidante.

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Thola and Mpilo

When he had first brought her to the flat they shared, he had introduced Pilo (as he was fondly called) to her as his brother. Such was the bond which these two shared. So, it was a surprise when she had come visiting one Sunday evening and was told that Mpilo had moved out of the flat. When she enquired, Thola told her that Pilo had decided to move to an accommodation provided for him by the company he was just employed at.

Turns out Pilo had the hots for Buhle all the while and they had become close all the time she had run to him for succor after she and Thola had had a fight. After Mpilo moved out, her relationship with her boyfriend deteriorated and they hardly ever communicated. Over time, she had stopped visiting Thola as often as she used to and had started visiting Pilo’s new company flat.

On that fateful Sunday afternoon, she was on her way from Mpilo’s when she heard a familiar voice scream her name.

Thola: “BHULE!”

He had been waiting outside the flat in the car and she didn’t even notice his car as she tried to make her way home.

Thola: “BHULE!!! WHERE ARE YOU CAMMING FRAM?!”

Bhule stood there confused and rooted to the spot. She watched him as he approached her, fire raging in his eyes but she was too paralyzed by fear to move. The moment he got near her, he gave her three hot slaps.

KPAS!!! KPASS!!!

The first was a fore arm swing, and it landed gingerly on her left cheek. The force was strong with the strike because it was sending her down until he returned her to a vertical position with an equally ferocious left smack.

KPASSSSS!!!

He then finished off with a right back hand to her right cheek, sending her into a heap on the laterite Earth.

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She experrerit and she gorrit

As she reeled in pain not sure of what had hit her, Thola had swiftly removed his belt and was giving her the lashing of her life. Whip after whip connected with flesh, she closed her eyes and pretended to have collapsed. Thola picked her up and threw her in the back seat of the vehicle he had just alighted from.

He dashed upstairs and from where she was in the backseat, she heard the two men fight.


 

5 minutes later, he got back in the vehicle and started driving. She lay there still, pretending to have fainted. Rather than take her to a hospital, he took her to his house. He stripped her of her mobile phone, threw her into one of the rooms and locked the door shut.

Bhule was in trouble and she knew it.

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For 7 hours, Thola was drinking and smoking. It was almost like he was trying to decide what to do with her. At about 9 pm, he unlocked the door and walked in to meet Bhule seated on the bed, battered and bruised.

She begged him to let her go but he just ignored her. He just sat in a chair across her and stared at her with disgust as she cried and begged to go home. Then he spoke:

Thola: “Why?”

Bhule: I am sorry”, she said tearily.

Thola: “What does Pilo have that I do nat?”

Thola: “ANSWER ME BHULE!!!”

Bhule burst into tears but he didn’t stop shouting.

Thola: “Is it mani (money)? Is it looks? Is it masools (muscles)? Is it sex? Is it class and charisma? WHAT IS IT?!.. I know that bastard likes to rape young gals. Is that what you want? You like it ruff, don’t you?”

At that moment, she looked up and saw the fire in his eyes glisten. He stood up and slapped her again then he violently tore her blouse. Bule screamed and he pushed her to the wall and started laughing loud.

Bhule: Thola please don’t do this, I beg you. Please…

Thola: “Hahahahaha! You are screaming for help? I own this house, let me scream and see who will come to my rescue.”

Then he let out the loudest of screams as he could muster, intermittently so for 5 minutes.

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AAAAARAGGGHHHHH!!!

After doing the scream ritual and nobody came to his rescue, Bhule kept quiet and waited for the worst.

He slammed her against the wall and violently rid her of the rest of her clothing. Then he raped her. As he forcefully took her, Bhule bit her lips and the tears flowed down her eyes. In that instant, she swore to herself that this man was going to die by her hands.

Three days later, Thola finally let her go.

Today they are married and she still swears that she is going to take his life.

 

Larry Sushey.

NB. Photo credits to disco-bar.blogspot.com, http://all-free-download.com, forharriet.com, google.com