Cacophonous Melody Episode 13
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While Bruce and Tracy were having a blast in their hotel room, Ozonge had already made his way to Tafeko’s shrine and a nasty fight was brewing.
Tafeko had already gone to the forest to get some herbs for some rituals he needed to perform to complete the cleansing process for his wife before going to her again.
After he found his wife missing, he consulted his oracles and got informed that his wife was getting desecrated by an êvïl and unguided chief priest, Ozonge.
Tafeko became so enraged by the revelation he got, and decided it was time to put an end to Ozonge’s evil deed.
He was well aware of the fact that Ozonge was reputed for being so êvïl that he literally took advantage of all the women that went to his shrine for any reason.
It was said that he had a special love charm he used on every woman that visited his shrine, making them desire him so uncontrollably, yet so unable to recall what happened to them, when he finished with them.
A man was said to have grown concerned about his wife’s long stays in his shrine, sometimes for some visits that shouldn’t have taken more than a few hours and went to the shrine unannounced.
He became afflicted some time later and consulted Tafeko because of the strange illness that befell him as an aftermath of his visit to Ozonge’s shrine unannounced.
“What did you see when you got to the shrine? The gods say you know what caused your illness.
“Okorie, nothing is strange about falling ill after seeing your wife right under another man, and still chose to keep her as a wife without cleansing her.
“You met a man ravishing your wife, you got threàtened, and returned home like a côward and continued living with her as if nothing happened.
“Your ancestors struck you with the illness because you have not only brought shame to them, you have made a big mess of your manhôod by agreeing to continue to share your wife with Ozonge.
“Only a dead man watches while another man sleeps with his wife, so they have chosen to kïll you” Tafeko told Okorie.
Okorie confessed all that happened to the chief priest, telling him how he had met his wife getting violated by the evïl Ozonge and tried to make a scene.
Ozonge pinned him to the ground, making him unable to move any part of his body, until he finished with the woman, who was afraid that she had lost her màrriage.
From what Okorie explained, Ozonge only allowed him to go, after he had threàtened him with deãth and tôrments if he said a word about what he saw, or he tried to keep his wife from returning to the shrine, when he wanted her.
Okorie agreed to all the terms he was given, and remained afraid of the oath he made him take before he left the shrine.
So much so, he couldn’t tell anyone of the pains he felt to have seen his wife getting laid by another, or the heartaches he had, on the nights his wife was requested to pass the night in the shrine.
The illness made him so sure he was going to dïe, so he moved past caring about what Ozonge’s charms could do to him, and told Tafeko everything.
Ozonge became very furious to find out that not only had Tafeko liberated Okorie from his stronghold, he performed some rituals and cleansed the woman, setting her free from the spell that made her think of nothing else but to serve his bed.
He invoked Tafeko’s wife to his shrine, and held her captive for days, ravishing and molèsting her for days, as a revenge for Tafeko’s interference.
Tafeko lived mostly in the shrine, and returned to his house that was built at the entrance of the shrine, only for a few days, so he didn’t know his beautiful and young wife was missing.
When he got winds of what was going on, he decided to put an end to Ozonge’s màdness, but just before he left with all the weapons of warfare he had equipped himself with, he returned to consult with the gods on how he must approach the bàttle.
He was furious to know that the gods didn’t permit him to fïght Ozonge; he was only allowed to send a counter invocation, to bring his wife home.
“Ozonge’s shrine is utterly desecrated and totally covered with cûrses. Do not take yourself to a place where cûrses and anguish awaits.
“He will surely dië by your sword, but not in his shrine” the deities he served told him, compelling him to stay back in his shrine, no matter how sad and enraged it made him to know that Ozonge was going to be left untouched, after what he did.
That evening, he went deep into the forest to get the herbs for the final cleansing of his wife, to enable him begin to go to her bed again.
Ozonge got to the shrine and met nobody, but Tafeko’s attractive wife.
“Where is Tafeko? Where did he take the woman to? Come out from hiding and face me, if you’re a man!” Ozonge roared in ãnger.
He looked around but couldn’t find Tafeko, then he entered the shrine, not caring that he didn’t turn around to enter with his back first.
Something hit him hard on his chest, but he shook it off, throwing the special alligator pepper he had in his hand, into his mouth.
Tafeko’s wife began to pull back as she noticed him approaching her in his ãnger, but he was bent on reaching her.
“Your husband has an object of utmost importance to me, and he has not only deflowered her, he has brought a big problem to my lineage.
“I am going to rip his heart out of his chest today…” he was saying, but Tafeko wife fell down as she tried to run away, and the red pieces of cloth she was trying, fell off her, leaving her beautiful body in the open.
“Erm, but right now, it seems you will have to calm me down. Yes! you just have to pacify me, to ensure that I don’t crush the heart on a stone, after I pull it out” Ozonge said, leèring as he stood over the woman.
“Please don’t touch me. I’m now in the final stage of my cleansing, and waiting to welcome my husband to my bed again, after being kept in the shrine for purification for so long.
“You will put me in a great deal of troubles and anguish, if you do what you’re trying to do now” the woman cried, covering her sacred melons with her left hand, and her joy spot, with the right.
“Did you hear me when I said Tafeko is dying today? Spread your legs now, and if I can have you without using this, then I may consider keeping you as a concubine, after I kïll your husband” Ozonge told the poor woman, wielding the stuff that he used in making his target immobile.
“The gods forbid that I let you have me. I’d rather dië than let your cûrsed self touch me again” she said, rushing to grab a big bone lying on the shrine ground, to kïll herself, but Ozonge quickly blew the substance at her.
He used the main weapon he had brought to fïght Tafeko, to pin his wife to the ground without a second thought, in a moment of irrationality.
Ozonge smiled in fulfilment as he saw her motionless on the ground, her voice, the only unaffected part of her, ringing loudly in the shrine, as she cûrsed him non-stop for touching her.
He began to laugh in satisfaction as he pulled her legs apart, to position himself between her thighs, while his tongue teased her firm and succulènt breãsts, circling around her n!pples.
“You will dië because of a woman, Ozonge. Your generation will be wiped off the surface of the Earth” the pàined woman cûrsed, crying as she lay helplessly, while Ozonge ran his dirty tongue over her body.
“I won’t dië my dear, at least, not until I have had enough of you. After I kïll your husband, I will continue to enjoy you, until I join my ancestors and nothing can stop me.
“See, I have just entered you! Argh! It feels so good to be inside you again…see how the walls of your vàg!na is hugging my big man” he taunted her, as he began to thrûst in and out of her, while his hands massaged her bōõbs.
He had chosen to take her in a modified missionary posture, placing something under her buttôcks, to push it up to align with his waist, and knelt over her with his weight, totally on his knees, such that his two hands were free to massage her succulènt sisters as he rode.
Ozonge refused to be distracted by the woman’s cries for help. He liked the fact that the woman was yet to give birth to any child, so her walls were still just the way he liked it.
“Why do I feel so energetic today? Why do I not care about what I have come here to do anymore?
“Is it because your wàils seems to make me feel you want some more?” he asked her, lifting her off the ground, and carrying her to the dusty table in the shrine.
He placed her on the table, liking the fact that just like a puppeteer, he alone had the ability to move her body parts.
Ozonge entered her again, this time, making her pose in the knee to chest style.
She lay on her back, and he made her knees bend enough to touch her chest, before he entered her, moàning like a manïac as his phàllus seemed to be going so deep, it could be smiling at her uterus.
Ozonge’s thrûsts continued to rock the pōor woman, sliding in and out, his hands occasionally pulling her legs apart as he rode, and before long, he was unable to hold it in any longer.
His offsprings were struggling to rush out, seeming to know that the innocent woman’s egg was waiting for a copulation.
“Arrgh!” he shouted, jerking rapidly as he began to release the minions.
Tafeko’s wife continued to cry, never stopped cursing, and with her eyes firmly shut, she could tell that Ozonge was about to reach the mountain top with his increased jerking pace.
What she couldn’t tell was why he suddenly stopped in his track and began to fall away from her.
Her eyes flew open, and she saw her husband, aiming a second hit at Ozonge who was falling slowly.
“No don’t! Don’t kïll him yet. He cast a spell on me and I can’t move any part of my body” the woman cried.
Tafeko turned to his wife and was speaking to her, when Ozonge got up, snuck up behind him and struck.
TO Be Continued