A WEALTHY MAN I MET ONLINE LEFT ME IN OUR HOTEL ROOM WITH HIS SUITCASE AND A SNAKE CAME OUT IN THE MUDDLE OF THE NIGHT.
Ritualists are real and they are very heartless. I survived one but my life has never been the same since that weekend. I hope people especially girls will learn from my mistakes and play very far from men who offers huge amount of money just for a weekend.
I was just a girl who loved soft life even though I didn't want to work for the soft life. The goal has always been to be a house wife to a very wealthy man. I used my looks to advance my chances. I am a mix race so my looks always made me get away with being treated highly by men.
I moved to Johannesburg saying I was going to look for a job. This was after I graduated. I am the pastor's kid so you can just imagine how high the fence built by my dad was around me. He was a very strict man ,to an extent that I didn't even go to university of my choice. He chose a university for me and he chose one that was very close to home.
I went to varsity like a primary child. Going to school and coming back home to be treated like a 3 year old. Anyway I knew I had to study very hard and get that degree so that I can move far away from home. That was our agreement since I was a child.
But even after getting the degree he still made me study further online as I'm job hunting. He made me look for a job around home for a year before allowing me to move. I prayed very hard for all my job applicatios to be rejected. I sometimes would get to interviews and sit somewhere at a corner an miss it intentionally because I wanted to leave home so bad.
Finally he allowed me to go seek for a job somewhere else and that was the beginning of my down fall. I abused the freedom so much that I forgot that I carry a degree on my name. The fact that I was kept away from the world and experiences at the right age,made me become more promiscuous at a later age.
I even stopped job hunting and I was now men hunting. I was clubbing every other weekend and hooking up with men. Not just men but deep pocketted men. The relationships I had with these men weren't that deep. I gave them what they wanted and they gave me what I wanted which was money.
I had to upgrade everytime. One day I received an Instagram DM and the man just said "send me your account number, let me buy the world's most beautiful girl coffee on this cold day".
I replied with my account number and within a few minutes I received 10K in my account. For coffee that was a bit much because I was used to such an amount after a night with a man.
This one I had not met and he sent me that much. It meant that there was more where that came from,that was just me thinking to myself out of excitement. I immediately went to profile and just on the third picture I already knew that 10K to him was equivalent to R1.
I sent him a DM thanking him and he said I should shout if I needed anything. From that day on I stopped entertaining other men and focused on just him. Remember that the goal was to be a rich house wife and there was no sign of any wife on his profile and I saw myself as that wife.
He would randomly send me money and I loved it. We spoke over the phone,from DMS to WhatsApp then advanced to calls and video calls. He wasnt even an old man. He was also not bad looking at all. We spoke for about three months and he had given me over 100K in that space. Not all at once but every now and then he would send huge sums.
On our fourth monthe he asked to take me out on vacation and said I could choose any place of my choice. I have always wanted to go to Cape town so I chose Cape town. He sent me 30K to make bookings for the weekend for both flights and accommodation.
It took me a day to make bookings and I sent him the information. He then sent me 20K saying Ip should go shopping for everything that I will need. Two weeks later it was our vacation weekend.
I took an Uber to OR Tambo where I met up with him and I felt my heart skip so many beats. I knew right then and there that was my soul mate. He was more handsome in person but he was very quiet in person. Anyway that's not a problem because I was talkative.
I would speak enough for the both of us. We boarded and in the flight he looked rather nervous and when I asked him what was up,he charmingly said he had never seen such beauty and I looked more beautiful in person.
I blushed. When we arrived we went checked in and we decided to go for lunch since we didn't eat. We had a nice flowy chat over lunch but ofcos I was the chat box. Mind you I had told my parents that I found a job,that time I was referring to him.
Obviously social media post flies fast to our parents so I made sure they knew where I was at all times because I didn't want them questioning me too much about my posts. I would told them that it's a workshop training by my workplace and it was an all expenses paid trip by the company.
Anyway, we went back to the room to freshen up then go out for supper. When we got to the room I was hoping for a quick action but he got straight on his laptop. He said there was an important thing he needed to attend to very quickly.
I went ahead and took a shower. When I was done he went in to take a shower but he locked the doors which was very weird. Not only that but he came out to get his clothes then went back in ,locked the door and came out fully dressed.
I even thought maybe I wasn't attractive enough for him. We went for supper and when we came back he said he needed to rush somewhere really quick there's an emergency. I remembered that when we used to talk everyday on the phone and I told him that I wanted to visit Cape town,he mentioned that he had businesses in Cape town so for him it wouldn't be like a vacation.
I didn't take that serious until he had to leave. He told me not to wait for him as he isn't sure how long he would be gone. He left and as I was getting ready for bed ,room service came with a tray of fruit platter, two bottles of champagne and a bouquet.
He sent me a text saying that was his way of saying sorry and he promises it won't happen again. I smiled and blushed and said you are forgiven. I poured myself a glass and one led to the next until I was tipsy. I was tipsy and sleepy so I went to the bed and laid down while finishing my last glass.
I fell asleep and I was woken up by a very chilly wind in the room. I tried pulling up the blankets but I was too weak. I looked on the side table where there was a table watch and the time was 00:28. Beside my bed was his suitcase,the last time I saw the suit case it was in the wardrobe. How did it now get here? I was wondering.
Suddenly I saw a snake sliding out of the back and I knew right then and there what was happening. We had read a lot about this and it was now happening to me. I couldn't scream nor move but I tears were dripping out my eyes silently so.
I remembered all the lies I told my parents and how they were now catching up with me. I tried praying but for the first time in my life I didn't know how to pray. I felt my private part getting wider as if something was getting inside. It was Soooo painful. As painful as the time I went to a public hospital for an abortion.
I could still see the snake on top of me but it wasnt moving at all. After a few minutes finally I broke free and jumped out of the bed and ran to the door. But I was naked and couldn't exactly run outside. As I was sitted there he pushed the door open and he pretended not to understand what was happening.
I played along and just told him I had a horrible dream so I was scared to go back to the bed. He played innocent and confused. I played along too. He tried getting back to bed and finally he won.
But guess what? He didn't even try touching me the whole night. He fell asleep and started snoring loudly. I couldn't sleep the whole night. In the morning I told him that I was needed back at home. I made up a lie and told him that my family dad was hospitalized and I was needed so I had to change my flight booking times to a day earlier.
I left him there and travelled back. I was in so much shock and had anxiety. When I arrived at Johannesburg I went to my apartment,packed more clothes and went to taxis back home to my parents house.
I needed them more than anything at that point. When I arrived home I went on social media to block the guy everywhere and guess what? He had blocked me everywhere and was nowhere to be found. Even my calls were not going through.
I assumed it was because I was no use to him anymore. Month end I asked my parents to move back at home and look for a job while staying with them. I have been home and unable to look for a job or do anything with my life because I have a very bad odour coming out of my private part.
Even if I bath it just doesn't go away. In fact it gets worse if I use warm water and gets better with cold water. I now bath with cold water even in winter. My life is in shumbles and I really don't know what to do.
We've tried everything but the smell remains. I need saving from this please. My parents know the truth and my dad does not look at me the same. I have really broken his heart and I see it on his face. I am no longer his precious child.
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