The Bishop, His Slut And A Third Party 10
There was no sleep for me all through last night, how could I sleep after what happened with the Bishop? I still can’t believe it, I wish it was a dream, but it wasn’t. The Bishop caught me red handed while I was masturbating. It was the most embarrassing thing to have ever happened to me. Flora has a lot of explaining to do, she has clearly kept a lot of information from me and she should be prepared to fill me in because I am very worried. I don’t even know why I’m worried, it’s not like I think that the Bishop can harm me, but at this point, I don’t know what to expect from him. First, he went from being the preacher I saw standing on the alter of God, to a Pervert who masturbated with my used undies in his toilet, and then he sneaked into my room in the middle of the night and caught me finger fucking my pussy and he took it rather too calmly. Something is really going on here and I need someone to tell me. What have I gotten myself into again?
“Good morning Bless,”
“There’s nothing good about this morning Flora.”
“What’s wrong with you? It was a beautiful night.”
“Speak for yourself madam.”
“Why so cranky?”
“What haven’t you told me about this place Flora? Who is Bishop Marc really?”
“Ohh! That? There’s a lot you don’t know about this place. But you will find out when the time is right.”
“Well, I think the time is right. So better start talking.”
“How do you mean?”
“Where the hell is the underground and what happens there?”
“What? Blessing! How did you find out about that?”
“Oh please! Calm down, I have not been snooping around.”
“So?”
“The Bishop told me about it.”
“How? When? What? Did you two…..?”
“Oh shut up and get your mind out of the gutter. Nothing happened, he walked into my room last night and…..”
“And what? What are you trying to tell me?”
“Will you let me speak or not? Anyways, like I was saying, he walked into my room last night and told me to meet him at the underground and that you will bring me. So Flora, start talking. What don’t I know?”
Flora paces about the room for a while, then she sits on my bed and exhales. I have my eyes fixed on her face intently without blinking so she can feel my seriousness. I go and sit close to her, I take her hand and talk to her softly. I remind her of the day she promised to be my sister and best friend, I remind her how she promised me that she will always have my back and protect me, I let her know that I have trusted her with my life since the day she asked me to see her as a sister and that I have come to love her as such. I let her understand that I know she is loyal to the Bishop, but that he had trusted me in her care and I’m sure he expects her to look after me. She looks me in the eyes and says,
“Blessing, you are not in danger. Don’t be scared. If anything, I think the Bishop likes you a lot. I see the way he looks at you, so you have nothing to worry about. Although, all I can tell you is that, Bishop Marc is not what you think he is, he is not what his church think he is, I mean sometimes he acts like he’s got demonic squirrels jogling knives in his head. But as long as you don’t provoke him, he won’t hurt you.”
“How do you know he likes me?” I ask her,
“He has never really been so concerned about any girl, I heard him and his wife argue about you. She wanted him to get rid of you. Obviously she’s threatened, but he bluntly refused. He’s willing to protect you from anything. So believe me Blessing, he won’t hurt you.”
“But what does he want from me?”
“Allow him to answer that.”
“What if I reject him?”
“Will you?”
“Ahhhh mehnnn! How can I? He’s so gorgeously made.”
“Aha! See? You are a slut.”
“Oh get your long straw out of my milkshake Flora.”
Flora and I end up laughing about my fears, I feel lucky to be the Bishop’s preferred one. But I seem to have ignored a very important detail.
“You still haven’t told me why he asked that I be brought to the underground. What the hell is that??”
“Its just a secret garden. It’s located somewhere very hidden. We pass through a tunnel to get to the underground. We call it, the Garden of good and evil.”
“What happens there?”
“I can’t tell you until you get there, that’s the rule. By the way, HAPPY BIRTHDAY BLESSING!!!”
Flora screams the Birthday wishes so loud that the other girls hear and they all troop into my room. Carrying cakes and balloons and gifts. I am really surprised. I did not see this coming. I had no idea I am this loved by the girls. But I notice a particular girl is not here, Becca. Why am I not surprised? She has always looked at me funny from the first day she saw me. She is always hating and cold-shouldering me when I approach her. I don’t know what her problem is. When I asked Flora, she simply told me to ignore her.
“Becca is not here.” I whisper to Flora,
“Nope, she ain’t. But who needs that bitter bitch? Enjoy your day.” Flora whispers back.
That’s true, I don’t need her. But I can’t help being worried, i just don’t like being hated, I can’t stand it. But hey! It’s my birthday! And I should be celebrating. Flora hands me a little box from the Bishop. She whispers that I shouldn’t open it while people are still in the room. I’m excited about the little box, but I don’t know what the mystery is all about. I’m completely blown away by the Love shown to me by my house mates, even some of the security personnel are here too.
“Happy Birthday Blondie,” they all chorus. They even give speeches one after the other, ending it with a prayer and wishes for me. They each tell me how beautiful I am and how lucky I am to be part of ‘The Bishop’s household’, how much they admire me and how much they love me. It’s amazing. Even though it’s still early and we are practically still in our night wears, it’s still the best birthday I’ve ever had. After we all finish with the cake, they all leave together, except Flora, who stays back to help me tidy up my room. Finally, I open the little blue box, and to my surprise, it’s a pair of diamond earrings. I’m in shock but Flora is screaming for joy. One could think the gift is meant for her. Here I am thinking this is a bit too much, I mean, diamonds? Why did he go this far? Meanwhile, Flora is way too excited. I tell her how I feel about the gift but she asks me not to worry, that the Bishop is just being generous because he really likes me. I’m flattered, but this is just beyond the bounds of expectations.