We all know that you can’t be quick to trust someone. Ok fine that does not apply to South African girls especially
where a guy has money but in a situation like this you can’t be quick to trust someone. It’s just wise to be cautious and approach slowly you know. That was my take on it. We did not know him enough and yes he said that he was doing it to save his family what if there was no family that needed saving at all. Much as I saw him as a potential he was a chance I was not willing to take.
“Please help us escape! Please. My family has a bit of money at home they will pay you!”
Nicole blurted before I could even stop her. She was not supposed to speak this one. Since when did she speak for us? I was so surprised she did that.
“No don’t listen to her. It’s too dangerous to escape; they will kill us if we do. Ahmed said once all his money is paid to him we will be free to go!”
I jumped immediately and I am sure confusing my friends. Khanyi and Thandeka seemed to get me because neither said anything. The good doctor, if I can call him that looked confused also by us.
“Its only natural to want to escape is it not. I am surprised that you would want to stay?”
He said to me without looking me directly in the eye. I just felt as though he was hiding something.
“Don’t be please, I spoke to Ahmed earlier, he seems to be a man of his word you know and I want to go back home, alive please and I am sure you would want to reach your family alive too right!”
I reminded him. Why, if he had a family that needed rescuing would he help a stranger he had met less than an hour ago? It does not make sense.
“Nicole that’s enough, you don’t know this man he is going to go and report you and then you will be in trouble!”
I warned her in Tswana. She tried to argue but I managed to convince her to shut up and she did. When he left I emphasized to her that we need to assume that everyone who came through that do was not our friend because they were not in this house by mistake. It was not long before we were summoned. I was taken personally by Ahmed and let away from the group. The other girls were no confused when this happened. He took me to another room upstairs.
“This is your observation room. I hope you will enjoy it!”
He said cruelly. There were four big monitors in the room and I could see everything they were doing in there. I think if I counted correctly there were ten men in the room. They were chatting away but I could not hear what they were saying. They seemed happy like they were at a dinner or something. They brought in my friends and walked them to the middle. I immediately put my hands on my mouth and started crying. There were two other girls I did not recognize.
I whispered through my tears but I was alone and there was no to hear me. I think I wished too soon because not hearing sound was better than what happened next. The sound was put back on. The first thing that came out was Ahmed’s voice.
“Gentleman, I know we have been trying to get this party going for a while but oh well, when the police raided us we had to change how we did business.”
He started to explain to his bunch of perverts because that is what they were, perverts!
“So now we have a full proof plan. You can see our location as change this way we monitor our communication and all you gentlemen can have peace of mind that no more raids and no more disturbances!”
He said to the men who just sat there looking at him sternly. This is why he had been warning us, his clients were unhappy with him.
“Can the party start already; some of us have businesses to run and can’t be here forever!”
One man said and they loved.
“Yeah. I pick the skinny one; she looks like she can do things to you!”
They were talking about Nicole who immediately started crying.
“See she even cries like a whore! I am going to enjoy this.”
The other men laughed. It was funny to them to have women crying in front of them.
“Is she clean?”
He asked again. He seemed to have a bit more seniority to the other men because no one spoke when he spoke.
“Yes she is. She was tested when she came and tested again an hour ago!”
Ahmed responded trying to hide his excitement but it was so obvious from up here I am certain I could touch it.
“Come with me!”
He said to Nicole standing up! Come with me? Really. Of course the stupid girl just stood there frozen in her tears.
“If I tell you that again I will have my servants whip you like a dog!”
He said and that motivated her a lot as she followed him. He stopped,
“Mohammed are you coming?”
He asked someone else. A younger looking man followed him. It was two men per girl. There were five girls and actually 8 men; I had counted 10 because I had counted a body guard looking guy and Ahmed. They would not be partaking I guess. People were distributed in rooms which the monitors followed. There was something about the man Nicole was with that made me pay more attention to her than the others. Another thing to be honest was, of the girls I liked her least meaning I would not survive looking at Khanyi and Thandeka being violated. The other girls had no screens. I could also not understand why Ahmed wanted me to see this. Was this to keep the girls in line by having me get in line? Then there was Sam, how did he even get mixed up with such people. I still could not place it! Nicole had gotten the wrong guy I was soon to learn. As soon as they walked into the room he slapped her so hard she stumbled to the other man who slapped her too!
“I swear to you by Allah if you cry one more time I will take of my belt and hit you!”
Where was the belt? The dude was wearing a dress.
“Be quiet Nicole, be quiet!”
I whispered to hear through my tears as though she could hear me.
“Please Nicole just stop crying!”
Who does not cry when they are being beaten though? She obviously cried even more and out of nowhere a belt appeared. People are cruel out there. I don’t even know how to put it in words but that men beat up Nicole like she was dog that had strayed into its owner’s enemy’s yard. When he got tired he gave the friend, who fortunately refused saying,
“No that’s enough; you still want her fresh don’t you!”
He said in what looked like pity as opposed to malice.
“I keep telling you that you are weak. These girls are for us to use! We pay a lot of money for this. Good Arab women don’t do this that’s why we asked for South African women. They enjoy being used for money. Remember when we went there and walked in that place, what was it called again?”
He asked Mohammed who seemed more terrified of him than anything else.
He responded really trying not to look at Nicole who was now weeping silently in the corner.
“Yes Sandton, remember how many girls approached us? Young girls who barely had breasts. We took some to the hotel, they like money. They want to be whores, a nation of infidels so let’s treat them like that!”
He said and Mohammed laughed nervously.
“You, whore, stand up, take of your clothes and go bend over the bed bending facing the other side or I will whip you again!”
She was in so much pain and from here I could see the belt marks on her body. She was light skinned so they made red lines all over which were zig zagged to show the direction in which the belt had landed.
“Do it now!”
Mohammed said but I think it was more in fear for her being whipped again. Poor Nicole stood up and shivered as she walked to the bed. She was broken. She was sobbing now but not crying. She took off her last remaining garments and bent over the bed without further motivation. He smiled.
“Every bitch can be broken. It’s what they are meant for!”
The guy said and he went to her, without lube or anything and he thrust into her. I could feel her pain, her dryness, her degradation as he thrust in an out of her.
“Oh wow he was right she is so fresh. She is almost a virgin. I like her I like her!”
He bellowed as he did his thing. I could not look any longer. I looked for something to switch of the noises and the screen but there was nothing. Absolutely nothing. I found myself bunched up in the corner, sitting on the floor, hands on my head covering my ears but the monitors were on full blast. I could hear Thandeka, Khanyi and of course Nicole screaming in pain as the men moaned in joy.
“Why God? Why God? Please come rescue us, please God, I am sorry, I am sorry, please God do not abandon us now!”
I prayed. I did not even go through Jesus this time; I bypassed Him and asked God for help. I had messed up. It was all me. Now I realized that I should not have volunteered to be raped. It suddenly all went quiet. It’s like these men were synchronized because they literally stopped at the same time. I immediately jumped up because I wanted to check on Nicole, she had got the worst of it. My timing was well, bad!
“Mohammed, go call me Ahmed!”
The evil Arab man said. Mohammed was actually a man servant. This guy liked to have sex with someone else watching. Ahmed seemed to be close because he came in two seconds later.
“I enjoyed her. Look at her, no more crying now but I am bored already!”
He said to him. Ahmed seemed scared of this man and dared not look him in the eye.
“I know you always keep an extra girl upstairs, go get her. I want her! A fresh girl not these girls who have already been used up!”
He said to Ahmed. Instinctively Ahmed looking at the camera!
Shit, he was thinking of me!
The sadistic bastard wanted me to join them.
Michael Nkululeko Maphoto
Thank you for reading my letter and so glad to see that you are back.
I am a married woman and have been married for 11 years. They have not always been the best and am 36 now. My husband who I believe I still love has been abusive and a cheat from probably the third month of our marriage. I discovered that he has been sleeping with one of his cousins, and I mean cousin as in she is his mothers cousins child from the time when we got married. This girl was very close to us and we helped educate her. She was around 17 at the time we got married and from what I found out they were already sleeping together then. Imagine for 11 years I could not tell my husband was cheating? Where was I all this time? I am so angry at myself. She even lived with us at some point and about five years ago I went to work in Cape Town for like 6 months. She had to come stay with him to take care of my kids. I can’t get the thought out of my head that they were sleeping in my bed together in my absence. I am not paranoid. I found out about them on his whatsapp. The girl has a second phone which she hardly ever uses. She forgot it at the house about a month ago when she came to visit. She has always had it. I had been suspecting my husband of cheating for a while and I had gotten a number just saved as T on his phone. He had dialled it and I had seen him a few weeks prior. When I took the number and later tried it by accident when she left her phone, it had rang. That’s how I knew it was her. It was just instinct I think. I investigated further and found out all this.
I want to destroy this man. I don’t just want revenge I want to destroy him. I know it will get me nothing people on the outside can see but it will get me satisfaction. I so wish she was 15 when they started so that I can have him arrested for statutory rape. I really do. I am angry but I will have no regrets when I send the father of my children to his grave. Right now I am still at home with him and he does not know that I know. I just don’t have a plan yet but I can’t let him get away with this.
Thank you for allowing me to vent.