The Twist - Episode 11

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Hello pals.

I wanna make it clear that the Story THE TWIST was a fiction work masterminded by me. It was also originally screenplay by me and was scheduled to be shot in first week of January 2019. I am trying my best to liquidate the raw, explicit romance and make it to appear in more simpler way. Enjoy the remaining episodes and savour the mouth watering delicacies I am about to serve you.

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The street lights swept past the road as Mark drove with incredibly speed along the express way.

Ndidi had given him the address of her apartment and Mark was trying to cover the distance in a matter of minutes.

Soon they arrived at the beach house.

Mark drove off the road and diverted towards the avenue that led to the lonely bungalow.

"You live here?"

Mark asked.

"Yea, All alone."

Smiled Ndidi.

"Its very far. why don't you look for a cheaper apartment in the heart of Lagos?"

Mark asked her.

Ndidi hesitated before saying.

"Don't you like it here? I love my privacy and I swim a lot. Besides, This place is a perfect love nest"

Mark turned this over in his mind and nodded in affirmation.

The place is cool for love making.

He parked the Hummer Jeep in front of the bungalow, drew Ndidi close to himself and kissed her for some seconds.

"Lets go inside. I want to know if you can withstand the sweetness of my rug ride."

Ndidi said and Mark felt a rushed of excitement all over his body.

They came down from the Jeep and Mark grabbed Ndidi from behind and danced slowly as she fumbled for the key.

She opened the door and they went inside.

The sitting room was big with leather cushion chairs and glass tables.

The mahogany Bar and the giant plasma TV spelt wealth.

The floor was designed with the latest Italian tiles and curtains has thick fur on each ends.

Mark looked around in wonder.

"you mean this place belongs to you? Are you this rich?"

He asked Ndidi.

"It originally belonged to my late Uncle. He died and I inherited it"

Ndidi replied and walked up to Mark held his neck and kissed him.

Mark grabbed her shoulder, drew her closer and slid his hand down to her back side.

He held her in a tight grip and Ndidi mo-n inside his mouth, arched her waist towards Mark's groin and deepened the kiss.

Mark began to tear her top off her body but Ndidi held his hand and stared at him in the eyes with expectation.

"Let's go to my room"

She walked swiftly inside the room and Mark rushed after her.

She put on the light and instead of the normal side light to come on.

Lights filled the room.

The glass walls, the ceilings even some parts of the floor got flooded with bright lights.

"I want you to see me the way God created me."

Ndidi said. Mark looked around the room.

The walls were covered with Mirrors from top to bottom.

At the center of the room was a big bed with flower designs.

Ndidi undid the zip behind her Loose top and it fall off her body.

Her br-ast pointed towards Mark and he feast his eyes on them.

She slipped out of the Jean trousers and pulled her pant off in one swift move.

There was a faint sound of a power bike that raced across the avenue as She stood in front of Mark like a river goddess.

Mark's heart was beating fast.

He shed his clothes off in a matter of seconds as Ndidi cat walked towards him.

She placed her hand on his chest, the touch of her hand sent shivers down Mark's spine.

She drew her hand down to his groin and Mark quickly carried her and tossed her on the bed.

Ndidi laughed happily and struggled in his grip; squealing with delight.

Mark was driven insane with excitement.

There was a sound in the sitting room and Mark froze.

"Whats that?"

Mark asked huskily.

"What?"

Ndidi turned and stared at the open door of the room.

"I heard someone in the sitting room."

"I locked the main door. It must be rats. come on, don't stop"

Mark remembered he saw her locked the door and continued with his pleasure game.

Ndidi lay face down as Mark plugged her from behind.

She screamed and hid her face on the pillow.

Mark b*nged her with all his strength.

Ndidi was whimpering with each stroke; the pillow muffled her cry.

Mark held her hair in one handful, closed his eyes and threw his head backwards with e*stasy as he b*nged on.

"OK guys, that was beautiful, absolutely world class"

Jack said and took one final shot with his Polaris Camera.

Mark nearly had a heart attack.

He became paralyzed.

His thick er*ction fall in a matter of seconds.

Ndidi pushed Him off roughly and drew the bed sheet over her n-ked body.

"What is happening Ndidi? who is this guy?"

Mark asked. Billy walked in and smiled.

"My name is Billy, this is Jack. You are being set up for a sweetest blackmail"

winked Billy.

"I have been taking nice shots of your love making right from the sitting room. These mirrors served as a reflector and I bet it will make a nice video"

explained Jack as he fumbled with the settings of the camera.

Mark was trembling.

It downed on him he was in great trouble.

One thought quickly crossed his mind, to smash the camera.

He leapt off the bed towards Jack but Jack was expecting this and was ready for him.

He sidestepped and smashed his elbow on Mark's neck as he sailed across the floor.

He kicked Mark on the head twice; deadening his senses for some seconds before giving him one final blow on the back of his head.

Mark blacked out.

"Easy dude, you wanna kill the guy here?"

Billy said.

"They always made a grab for the camera when they realized they have been licked. Tie him up. let me process these photos."

Jack said.

Billy took a rope and began to tie Mark.

Ndidi had put on her clothes was ready to go.

"Come and drive me out of this place."

she said to Jack.

"Your boyfriend will do that when he wake up"

smiled Jack as he went into another room equipped with studio gadgets...