Chapter 2

Sally—The next morning I awoke lying in a wet bed! I had dried cum on my face and in my hair. My pussy had leaked a gallon of cum and some had dried on my thighs. I had to peel the sheets off my leg!

I staggered into the bathroom and sat on the commode. What had I done?! I remembered it all! I had sex with that pig of a Colonel who had arranged for Jason to be killed and Brenda to be sold into slavery! What happened to the others? Dr. Lily and her fiancé, Dr. Kincaid? I imagine they were all killed or sold into slavery. I want to go home! Enough of this saving the world! My family needs me! I need them!

I cried then entered the shower. Hot water! Good I needed it. There was soap and shampoo. I used the shower to douche my pussy as best I could. I was drying off when I heard my door open. It was Akua.

“The sheets need changing, so I brought you a fresh set. I see you found the shower and the shampoo I left for you. If you are ready, I will bring you some breakfast.”

“You do not have to bring it to me. I can walk to...”

“You are not allowed to leave this room. Colonel Abebe’s orders. Please do not try to escape. There are over 300 men on this base, and it is two hours to a town. They would hunt you down and the punishment would be terrible.”

“Where is the Colonel?”

“He went to your hospital with a group of reporters.”

“Reporters! How is he going to explain letting that man take over the hospital and killing everyone? He is the one who pulled off the guards!”

“Don’t be so naïve Sally. Along with the heads of all your friends there are 25 heads of men whose bodies are dressed in uniforms. They are supposedly the guards who he will say fought so valiantly but lost to an overwhelming force. He will vow to avenge that horrible massacre and bring justice to the victims. Then he will search and search but find no one. In a month it will vanish out of the headlines and in two months it will be forgotten. Remember this is Africa.”

I cried. My family will think I am dead!

“He is your husband! How could you marry such a monster?” I wailed.

“He calls me his wife but we are not married. I am just like you. I am trapped here. If I disobey him my entire family will be killed. Do not ever think I am enjoying what he makes me do.”

She laid the clean sheets on the bed and left the room. In a few minutes she returned with a fruit bowl and a small loaf of bread. There were two cups of coffee on the tray.

We sat at a small table in the corner of the room and she told me about her life with her family before Colonel Abebe kidnapped her and killed her husband. Then she told me things he had made her do. Yes, he had used the drug on her!

Before she left, she apologized for what was going to happen to me. She never said what it was, but I imagined it was the same things Abebe had done to her. At supper I asked if Abebe would be visiting me that night. She told me he would not. He was personally escorting the reporters back to the airport. He did not want there to be another massacre! He would spend a couple of days in the city then return to organize the search for Tembo and his murderous gang! I had two nights to rest and recuperate! My body needed those two days.

But they ended!

At the noon meal Akua told me he was back and he would be visiting me that night!

“No,” I screamed and started to cry.

“There is nothing you can do about it. Accept your fate as a sex slave as I have.”

At supper I still had not heard or seen Abebe. When she came in with my tray, I noticed a tube of lube lying beside my plate.

“Around 9 pm I will be back and give you an enema. Three enemas to be exact. Then I will use this lube to prepare you for what he is going to do tonight.”

“I have never had anal sex.”

“I am sure you will enjoy it. The drug makes everything enjoyable.”

“No! I will do it without the drug. Tell the Colonel he does...”

“It will make no difference. He likes the effect of the drug. He loves hearing you beg him. Please do not fight when they come to inject you. If you do and the full syringe is not put into you, they will give you another dose. You do not want that!”

True to her words she was back in a couple of hours and I had the first enemas of my adult life! It was a humiliating experience. Imagine me, a grown married woman with two kids getting an enema from a young girl! Afterwards, I showered and lay on the bed waiting.