My Husband Turned Me To His Maid

I was happy, very happy. I had escaped from her clutches so I ran into the bathroom and took my bathe. I came back by 7 as usual and I expected not to find her in because she was out most of the time. When I tried putting in my key I realized that the door was already open so I walked in. And there she was with a bottle of red wine."

"Good evening Sis." I greeted sitting down.

"Good evening my love." She answered. There was this far away look in her eyes. but I wasn't all too worried. It was most times there. I took the remote from the table and made to change the Chanel when she looked at me. "

"Go and take your bathe Wale." She turned facing me.

"But sis it's only 7 and not my bed time yet. Let me just watch Disney for a while please."

"Wale do as I have said. Now." She shouted and I jumped up. I rushed to take my bathe not suspecting anything. My sister was like that, weird. Yes. Weird is the word. I was used to it and I loved her."

"I didn't know how she knew when I had finished taking my bathe but that's exactly the time when she came into the room. I was trying to put on my nightgown when she moved close to me and stopped me. "You don't have to." She whispered. Before I could say a word she pushed me on the bed and tied my hands to the top with my nightgown. I didn't know what she wanted to do but I cried. I thought she wanted to flog Me for talking back at her, or maybe for bathing for too long. But then she started undressing and I stopped crying. My breath stopped also."

"Dabo." I choked out calling her name.

"Yes my love " she said now free of her nightgown. She carressed my face and then my c.h.e.s.t. Then she kissed me amidst my protest her hands moving up and down my d.i.c.k.

"Gosh I've been looking for something this big and it was right here under my nose all this time." She salivated. She took my d.i.c.k in her mouth and I screamed hoping the neighbor's will hear me but then again Nigeria being Nigeria if they did hear Me they won't come to my aid thinking that my sister was not sparing the rod in correcting me.

"Sis stop I don't like it"

"Sis stop I don't like it." I begged. Tears falling down my eyes in reckless abandon but she didn't stop. In stead she quickened her her pace going to my balls and s.u.c.k.i.n.g it. I e.j.a.c.u.l.a.t.ed without my consent. I had never ever even had wet dreams at that time all I ever knew was school and my games.

"Now you are wet. I wouldn't want you destroying me for my other clients." With that she slipped a nylon on my p.e.n.i.s. I didn't know what it was for or why. She wasn't explaining anything to me. Nothing. And when I tried to scream again she held my mouth and sat on my d.i.c.k. She moved up and down slowly m.o.a.ning and shouting. I wondered why the neighbors didn't hear then I remembered it was Christmas and they had all gone back to their villages."

She kept moving up and down at a point she will stop throw her head back and m.o.a.n so loud. Then after some time she will continue. She did this all through the night at a point I stopped screaming and just watched her. Then and there something died in me.

She continued with this, even bringing her friends to have s.e.x with me on Sundays after mass. I was their real life dildo. My sister friends said she loved that I was innocent, just a little boy.