Hey readers! Have you ever had one of those days where you just can’t believe what’s happening? Well, this story is kind of like that but on a whole other level. It’s about Joyce and Kingsley, a couple who find themselves in a nightmare they never saw coming. Get ready for a wild ride filled with mystery, supernatural events, and a whole lot of unexpected twists. Trust me, you won’t want to miss a single word of this one.
Molested By The Night Visitor – Erotic Fantasy Story
In a small, tight-knit community where everyone knows everyone else’s business. Enter Joyce, a stunningly beautiful woman in her early thirties, who has always been the center of attention—sometimes for all the wrong reasons. People loved to gossip about her, especially the older ladies who envied her charm and the constant line of suitors at her door. But Joyce had a secret: despite all the attention, she felt a deep, unexplainable void in her relationships. Every marriage ended in divorce, and her latest husband, Kingsley, was feeling the strain.
One fateful day, Joyce and Kingsley had a huge fight, and their landlord, Mr. Stephen, made a sinister promise to “meet them at night.” That night, Kingsley was jolted awake by Joyce’s moans from another room. Was she cheating on him? He rushed to investigate, only to find her alone, seemingly in the throes of a nightmare, calling out to someone—or something—unseen. And that’s when things really started to get creepy. Unbeknownst to them, their landlord was no ordinary man. He was deeply involved in dark, supernatural rituals, and Joyce was about to become the center of his horrific plans.
Author: Benji The Writer
Episode 1
“Here comes the gold digger” Said a woman in her late forties named Ada dubbed mama Nkechi, as it was common amongst Africans to refer to a woman by the name of their first Borns.
“Hmmm, I wonder how gold diggers like her attract prospective men, while women with good heart suffer in the hands of barbarians” affirmed another woman who goes by the name Melissa.
” Flying rumors speculates that the devil is on the trail to divorce her current partner,oh how I wish he would notice me! said Mama Nkechi
” Wonders never cease! aren’t you already married? Melissa questioned.
” I’m very much single and ready to mingle and please don’t refer to me as the wife of that poor taboo who never refrains from depressing me! Mama Nkechi replied.
” Anyways, wishing you luck, I hope someday, I’ll find an handsome rich man,who will love and prioritize me over everything” prayed Melissa with her hands raised high above her head.
” Amen o, may the God that blessed the gold digger with prospective men do same to us! screamed Mama Nkechi to the hearing of Joyce as she came passing.
“Shhhh, she might hear you ” said Melissa.
Mama Nkechi flabbergasted by her friend’s response which she dubbed cowardice, fizzled, cursed and came up with a troublesome self composed song which released arrows of pains,darting towards Joyce.
But Joyce as always, though exasperated by the loud gossips,put up with the ” I don’t care” attitude to confuse her enemies.
Joyce was filled with indignation but would rather die that let the gossipers detect pain in her facial expression. She quitely went her way as her heart swelled with indignation.
Joyce was a young beautiful woman in her early thirties, admired and envied by many. She was hated by her inferiors for having no superiors.
Joyce was tall, greatly endowed and blessed with a personality which could make a bishop fall if he let down his guard.
Highly blessed in the area of marriage with prospective partners falling dead at her feet, begging for love.But Joyce never had a lasting union, as she kept divorcing them all in the name of their inability to satisfy her sexual cravings.
Many dubbed her excuse as a means to acquire wealth by divorcing the men after marriage,but there was more to that. As she always felt there was something missing in her relationship, one she could not explain but knew it was there.
Even after divorcing men upon men, they kept coming, seeking her hand in marriage, many women who saw themselves as deserving never found much luck and hated Joyce for misusing her golden opportunities.
Upon arriving home, she met her husband quarreling the landlord over spreading his bed wetted clothes over the clothes which he left to sun dry..
Without hesitation or getting to the root of the matter, Joyce gave an outburst as she transfered the aggression on the landlord.
To prevent trouble for escalating further, Kingsley tugged away his wife as she refused to listen to his pleas and calm down.
While been tugged away, Joyce saw the landlord give a menacing glare, snapped his fingers while saying ” we shall meet this night!
Episode 2
It was 2am in the morning, the atmosphere was still engulfed in darkness as silence ruled the hour, when Kingsley, Joyce’s husband, jolted out of bed as he heard his wife’s voice mo@ning from another room.
“Would she cheat on me with another man over just a quarel? Kingsley wondered as he picked up his torch, stepped out of his room with a metal rod to investigate the situation.
The two had failed to agree over a certain issue as Joyce who was a narcissist, adamantly stated her claims, unwilling to consider her husband’s opinion. The two angry birds saw suite to sleep in different rooms that night as they couldn’t stand the sight of each other.
Slowly yet articulately, Kingsley traced the voice, listened carefully, as his heart swelled with indignation.
He then gave a silent count of three before forcing the door open and storming in.
After making a James bond type of entrance ready to eliminate the man, he was perplexed to see his wife lying all by herself on the bed n@ked, spreading her legs wide open and mo@ning as if there was a man rocking her.
” Ahhh, ohh,e@t me, inside, go deeper, I’m all yours, ahhh, ohh” she moaned.
” Baby wake up! Wake up! Screamed Kingsley as he tried to snap Joyce out of slumbering.
He tried everything in his power to snap her out of slumbering but all effort turned out futile. All he could do was to stand and watch his wife mo@n till she ¢um as the unseen entity kept the momentum going.
Just then he remembered the threats by the landlord, the one he dubbed empty, but with reality dawning on him, he picked up his machete, stormed out of his apartment and into his landlord’s apartment, to place the old wizard where he belongs.
Episode 3
All it took to uproot the wooden door at the entrance was a kick from Kingsley’s gigantic foot, and the door came crashing down.
Kingsley swifty navigated the entire apartment in search of the landlord, but the old wizard, knowing his end was sealed if he lingered, fled the building and disappeared into the night.
At dawn, Kingsley gather the neighbours together to share his experience after quarreling with the landlord.
He was perplexed to see that he was not the only one whom the landlord had dealt with by r@ping his wife spiritually, as the neighbours shared their experience.
He came to the understanding that all he saw was just a tip of the iceberg,if he adamantly refuse to evacuate the haunted house.
Well wishers and people who had tasted the wrath of the landlord adviced Kingsley that he shouldn’t linger or hesitate to evacuate the building regardless of the rent he paid, warning that the wizard’s return would be heartbreaking.
Instead of heeding to the people’s advice, Kingsley vowed to leave rent free and deal the landlord a fetal blow when he returned.
In the process of stating his claims, many neighbours were incited, and promised to do same to the old wizard who had terrorized the community for a long time, without being tried or prosecuted.
At a point in time,Mr Stephen, Kingsley’s landlord was accused by a tenant for using the dark art to discomfort them whenever they hesitated to pay their rent upon expiring.
He was sued to the local Court and made to stand before a judge,but walked away a free man as the tenant had no evidence to back his claims.
The judge dismissed the case, dubbing the alligations against Stephen madness, to teach others a lesson, and to instill fear, the tenant was forced to pay a sum of five hundred thousand naira to Stephen for deformation of character, or face a jail sentence of two years.
Being a man of substance, the tenant paid the fee and went home a free man.
It was twelve midnight,the full moon, and the witches festival. Witches and wizard from far and near had come to celebrate their wins together and share in their grieves.
Amongst the witches seated in the coven that night was Stephen, Kingsley’s landlord. Who poured out his heart to fellow witches and wizards concerning his predicament and how his tenant had risen against him.
The witches found his story fascinating, stating that Kingsley and his wife should be sacrificed in the coming black mass which was to take place in less than twenty four hours.
The highest priest and priestess of the coven proposed that the defaulters should be punished in accordance to the witches law.
On hearing the proposition, the witches cheered knowing that they will be blood to drink and flesh to tear.
The owls started hooting, the snakes hissing and the hyenas laughing as they prepared to pay Kingsley a visit.
After changing into different hideous forms, the coven stepped out to enact revenge as Stephen who was of a rat form led the way to Kingsley’s doorstep.
Episode 4
It was 3am in the morning,an hour believed by many to be the witching hour. According to myths and legends, witches and wizards operated unhindered as their powers peaked during this time. Kingsley woke up drenched in sweat, his heart raced with endless thoughts and he panicked greatly, even when no threat was in sight.
Although he saw nothing, but instinctively he knew something wasn’t right as he felt a cloud of darkness, hovering over his head. One he could not fathom but knew it was there. As he lingered on the bed, questioning the event, trying to define make scientific sense out of it, shunning his gut. Clarity appeared on the horizon, making Kingsley regret not following his guts, but it was already to late as the battle began.
Kingsley found him self paralyzed on the bed, surrounded by hideous creatures which stood about seven foot, armed with glowing red eyes, long sharp finger nails and dirty yellowish fangs which begged for blood.
Hell was so present in the room that Kingsley struggled to breath, as the demons drove out anything close to fresh air away from the apartment.
“Let the man be, kill his wife and let him account for a crime he never committed” said the coven’s high priest.
“Yes, your lordship” the host echoed in one voice.
Hot tears wallowed in Kingsley’s eyes, as he recalled the warnings of well wishers who adviced him to flee before the old wizard returned.
He prayed for the hands of time to be reversed so he could rewrite his wrongs and heed to instructions.
But it was already too late, as Mr Stephen, his landlord, came forward to r@pe his wife. Kingsley pulled his strength together in an attempt to raise his body, but the host of hell had their grip fastened on him.
He couldn’t scream for their had siezed his voice,all he could do was watch as the landlord kept the momentum going. After the landlord was done, other members of the coven took their turns. As the gang r@pe continued with no sign of abating, Joyce, Kingsley’s wife grew weak in the body as she fought hard to resist the wizards who rocked her tirelessly. She soon lost the will to figh and her mortal body suffered greatly, as the witches ripped her flesh apart and drank her blood while the wizards r@ped her.
In the long run, Joyce lost the will to live and surrendered to pressure as she breath her last and bowed at of the physical realm, transcending into the metaphysical realm.
With their objective achieved, the witches disappeared into thin air, leaving Kingsley to bear the loss.
At dawn, a large crowd gathered Infront of Mr Stephen’s compound, with their arms folded as the entire community was flooded with police vehicles.
A neighbour had heard sounds of turbulence coming from Kingsley’s apartment, and saw suite to inform the law, who flooded the streets like swamp of angry bees and tugged Kingsley away, dubbing him a killer.
The young man did everything in his power to prove he was innocent but no one believed him. Kingsley caught a glimpse of the landlord who stood smiling as the police tugged him away.
Episode 5
The atmosphere was filled with excitement as the witches and wizards celebrated their victory over the couples, they tore flesh, drank blood, and blasphemed the holy city as they praised their god.
“This idi0t is out of lies, after commiting such a hideous crime, you blame it on the witches? Young man do I look like a child to you? Screamed the D.P.O as he gifted Kingsley a resounding slap which caused him to mumble incoherently for a moment.
The interrogative process ended with Kingsley slightly conscious, his face was swollen from the punches he received from the officers, he could barely talk or walk as the aftermath of the interrogation took a toll on his body.
After being charged to court, he was dubbed guilty of the murder of his wife Mrs Joyce, and for this, the judge sentenced Kingsley to death by hanging, after serving hard labour for six months.
Seconds turned into minutes, munites into hours, hours into days, days into weeks, and weeks into months. Kingsley bad just completed his hard labour and was to be executed in the morning.
Hot tears flowed unhindered from his eyes like water from a fountain, as he recounted the good old days with his wife, before the landlord came into the picture.
Kingsley wept till he had no strength to continue, exhausted from weeping he accepted his fate. With his fate sealed, he laid down on the cell floor patiently awaiting the arrival of his executioners.
As he slept, he had a dream. In his dream world, he found his wife weeping while he comforted her.
She was mumbling and shaking,then suddenly, she got up, firmly planted her feet on the ground, turned to Kingsley and said ” it’s time for the truth to come to light” afterwards she vanished.
Kingsley jerked back into the real world as the executioners arrived to take him away. One of them who was the chief executioner looked Kingsley in the eyes, smiled and said ” go in peace, your God is alive”
Kingsley stood bewildered as the men handed his clothes over and escorted him to the gate. He began to question his sanity wondering if the event was a dream or if it was truly happening.
After months of being in a dungeon,with no hope of survival,he returned to see the light of the day and walked a free man.
It turned out that the landlord who murdered his wife had no peace for the space of six months, as Joyce’s blood kept crying for vengeance while Kingsley wept in the dungeon.
Joyce spirit gave him no rest, as she kept appearing everywhere he went. Finally, after torturing the wizards for six months, Joyce’s spirit threatened to end the landlord’s life if he fails to confess.
It was then that he ran to the station and confessed his crimes.
At first, the officers thought he had lost his sanity, but when he provided the knife he used in ending Joyce life, the officers were forced to believe him as the prints matched his fingers. He was taken into custody.
Mr Stephen, the landlord filled in the vacuum by replacing Kingsley. The next day, in the early hours of the morning, the executioners matched the old wizards and executed him in accordance with the law, he was hanged to death as the judge had proposed.
The End
Hope you enjoyed this story, if so, what lesson did you learn?
Last Words
Wow, so we’ve come to the end of this rollercoaster. Who would’ve thought that Joyce and Kingsley’s lives would be turned upside down by their landlord’s dark arts? Kingsley went through hell, wrongly accused and thrown into a dungeon, while Joyce’s spirit fought from beyond the grave to bring the truth to light. It’s wild, right?
In the end, justice was served. Kingsley was set free, and the wicked landlord met his fate. But this story isn’t only about supernatural horror—it’s a proof to the power of truth and the strength of the human spirit, even in the face of unimaginable darkness.
I hope this tale leaves you thinking about the unseen forces that might be at play in our lives and the importance of standing up against evil, no matter how powerful it seems. And hey, next time someone warns you about strange happenings, maybe give it a second thought. You never know what might be lurking in the shadows.
Thanks for joining me on this journey. Until next time, keep your eyes open and stay curious!
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