: SECRET BETRAYAL (EPISODE 19)




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"Will you take this woman to be your lawfully
wedded wife, to love and to cherish, in sickness
and in health, for richer for poorer, and for better
for worse, till death do you part?" The priest
asked him.
"Yes I do," Collins replied​ with a broad smile.
"Will you take this man," the priest turned to me
and started reciting the creed. "To be your
lawfully wedded husband, to love and to cherish,
in sickness and in health, for richer for poorer and
for better for worse, till death do you part?"
I stood meditating on Vera's text earlier. What if I
said no and ran off from the church? What if I
refused to marry Collins and flee to safety? Safety
from what? What did I know Collins did wrong to
Vera? Why was Vera so pathetic about my union
with him? What could it be I was missing? My
heartbeat switched rhythm and eventually lost
rhythm.
"Fifi?" Collins's voice startled me. I had been
engrossed in my meditation I didn't realise
everyone was waiting for me. "The priest is
waiting."
"Oh, okay." I turned to the priest and smiled
sheepishly.
He frowned and growled under his breath but loud
enough for me to hear, "the response is 'yes I
do'."
"Oh, Yes I do. Sorry about that." I turned and
smiled apologetically at Collins who didn't find it
funny at all. He kept a wrinkled temple even
through to the reception while I smiled and
remained cheerful. I had resolved to put my fears
behind me and enjoy my day. It was only meant
to come once.
By dusk, it was all over and we were back in our
hotel room. It was over and marriage had begun.
The post wedding party, according to my husband
was for a caucus. I was wondering what he
meant by that but he explained I should wait and
see what he meant.
"But I have friends who'd want to be part of it
too?" I fussed
"Of course you do but how much is your own
contribution to everything today? Tell me, what?
Have you not heard that he who pays the piper
dictates the tune? Don't even try bringing anyone
or you'd end up embarrassing yourself."
While he was speaking he'd been undoing his
clothes. He started for the bathroom and paused
at the door. "And by the way, what was that
stunt you pulled there before the priest?"
"What is that?" I asked.
"Don't even play dumb with me. You know, the
'yes I do' part? Like you hesitated."
I forced a chuckle through. I see that's why you
have been frowning all day. Hey, I was just
overwhelmed. It happens to a lot of ladies,
especially those who can't believe they are
marrying their dream man." I angled my head and
smiled.
"Oh really." He disappeared into the bathroom
while I sighed and collapsed on the bed, tired.
We walked out to a loud roar from the ladies and
gentlemen present. It was a casual cocktail and
poolside party. The men had jeans and t-shirts
while the ladies wore skimpy dresses. Why did I
call them dresses? Some had bikinis, what I call
just pants and bra. Every man had a girl or two
by his side and some even had three, I could
finger about three of them like that. I was the
holiest in a pair of bum shorts and a tang top.
Altogether, there were about thirty people.
"Alright ladies and gentlemen, with me here is the
man of the day with his Cinderella," a guy who
had introduced himself to me as Bright at the
wedding announced. "So we're gonna be making
a toast to their arrival so the party begins in a
earnest."
His words were met with another loud roar of
praises and hailings. Collins smiled and waved
them while I followed suit.
After the toast, he said a few words of
appreciation for honouring him on his wedding
and presented me to them as "Our Wife". I shot
him an inquisitive stare but he never bothered to
look at me. The ladies kept smiling and staring at
me with an aura of acknowledgement. Somehow
they kept me uncomfortable.
Music came on and the dance floor opened. Some
people plunged into the pool and floated with the
help of the rubbers on the water. A lot of people
began approaching me and kept saying "welcome
to the family."
What family were they talking about? I was
wondering when a still small voice from the back
of my mind whispered to me, "don't you think
you're playing Vera's tape in your head? Do you
like to keep this veil over your face? Can't you
see? These people are beautiful and love you so
much, they are family. Just tell yourself, welcome
home and put Vera to shame."
The word Vera injected vigour from nowhere into
me. I felt doused with courage and regretted being
deluded by Vera's text. From then onwards, it
was grin upon grin, hug upon hug and pecks upon
pecks from the gentlemen and ladies. I felt
unleashed and ready to mingle.
I was basking in this new trend when the
unthinkable happened. I felt a hand from behind
grab my ass like one would grab a whore. I was
wondering what was wrong with Collins, he
wouldn't do such thing in public. I wrestled free
and turned to meet a huge dark bearded guy with
a gawky smile that instead of brightening his face
wrecked it more.
"Come on bitch, I love that ass. We're gonna rock
that ass tonight, what'you think?" He said with a
foreign accent.
Glaring at him with absolute disgust, I retorted.
"Well I think you're very disgusting with a face
like a wrecked baboon. I can't help but blame
your father who was too poor to buy a condom
when fucking the whore that was your mother."
Well, I thought he looked scary when he smiled,
but my words made him look beastly and quite
horrific. I could liken him to Shrek.
"What the fuck did you say?" He snarled and
looked scarier as he bared his irregular canine.
His enigmatic figure sent shivers down my spine
and stood my hairs straight. What had I done?
"Buggy chill, what happened?" I heard Collins's
voice approach from behind me and that gave me
some relief.
"This bitch need to be taught some lesson about
using her cavity. Or I'm gonna slice her up and
serve my dogs on a plate for dessert."
"What's going on?" Another man asked and soon
we were forming a small crowd.
I explained what happened to Collins who shook
his head to my shock and said, "well you have to
be careful how you talk around here."
"Is that what you have to say? Some one grabbed
your wife's ass hours after you married her and
this is what you have to say Collins?"
I watched as they all made faces towards me and
began telling Collins his wife was rude. I was
bewildered and wondered what a joke they were,
all of them, including my pathetic husband.
"Just take me out of here now please." I
bellowed.
Collins grabbed me by the hand, just under the
shoulder and headed for my room. As soon as we
were inside, he slammed the door behind us and
sat me down.
"Now listen, you overreacted..."
"How would you say that? He came from behind
and grabbed my ass like I was his pro and I
couldn't take that. You should warning him off.
For crying out loud this is our post wedding party
of all things and I should be the queen here,
hello! What is all this? I served that big for
nothing fool what he deserved and gimme the
chance over and over again I'll only use it better
in getting the better of him...Shameless bastard."
Collins stayed calm until I was done and grunted.
He turned around and placed both hands on his
side, then paced about in the room.
"Okay fine, just stay in here and forget the party."
"I was never going to step out anyway...Like you
knew my mind." "Alright, I'd go and attend to my
guests." He said and started leaving.
"Well that's what happens when you refused to
accept my own guests. Rubbish and condiments."
I swore under my breath as he said nothing and
shut the door behind him.
Enraged, I slammed clenched fists into the bed as
the music from the party downstairs blared on. I
approached the window to take a view of the
beast one more time. The entire space and rooms
linked to it had been booked by my husband,
meaning only them had access, both viewing and
entry access to the venue. I saw Collins go to
speak to Shrek and they exchanged brawls before
the other guys intervened and calmed them. They
hugged afterwards with the other guys trying to
appease them.
What were they up to? Why didn't everyone and
even Collins refute what he did? They all seemed
to be comfortable with it and Collins thought I
overreacted? I retreated to my bed very angry but
helpless.
I was brooding until I slept off. I woke up much
later and the music was still blaring. I heaved
myself from the bed to go ease myself in the
toilet as I was feeling pressed. I still felt sleepy
but decided to peer through the window once
again to see how far they had gone. In one swift
flash, sleep fled from my bleary eyes.
My post wedding party had been turned into a
sex party. Everyone was naked and having sex.
While some men had two ladies other had one,
which they kept alternating. I couldn't believe my
eyes. Not all the people were within my view as I
searched for my husband. What sort of sodomy
was that? At one spot were two ladies doing
themselves, in fact, the whole scene was just the
perfect picture of a gang banging or group sex
pornography.
Scared, I withdrew from the window alarmed. I
put my hands over my mouth so not to scream. I
darted towards the door to fetch my husband.
He'd better not be riding another pussy!

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