PASTOR ELIJAH

I can’t forget that month of February when my entire world collapsed. First it was my job. I got dismissed over the misconduct of my direct supervisor and  my account (alongside with some of my work team mates ) was suspended due to an undergoing investigation on the demand from The company to our banks.

As if that wasn’t enough, one of my three shops got burnt and two days later, another got burgled.  While trying to recover from the loss,  the last one  got seized by the area council and there was no money to settle them. I was also facing  eviction from my 3 bed room flat due to unpaid rent and was desperate for help as well as answers to my dire situation .

I had this aunt who was very religious and a deaconess  in her church. She had a reputation in my family for gossip but also finding solutions. Although we didn’t really get along, i went to seek her help. 

It was on a Thursday afternoon i placed the call. she listened quietly  as i wept out of frustration on the phone. After I had unburdened my pain, she calmly said she knew my enemies where after me and had began suspecting their witchcraft  when I refused taking a wife even after having everything I wanted. I found that Hilarious because I had absolutely no business with women  but because the conversation was serious and I was looking for answers, i dared not laugh.

  “i have a solution” ( she sounded very convincing).... “But it won’t be on  a phone conversation”. She promised to see me after close of work that same day and I thanked her.

Keeping to her words, she arrived my house. Without much fuss, she wrote a cheque to cover my rent and said i should pay back when I found my feet. I thanked her so much. 

She now mentioned a very powerful “man of God” who could help my situation but that before she would take me there, i must agree to keep my mouth shut. 

Confused and wondering why meeting a man of God should be kept secret, I agreed nevertheless. She got out her phone and dialled him. I didn’t know what the conversation was about but as she kept making bewildering faces and poking me with her fingers, i guessed he was already giving her some sort of  information and it wasn’t good news .

After the call ended, she gave a loud cry,  clasped her fat hands and then slammed them on her huge thighs. “i knew it” she said loudly. “i serve a living God”.

Completely lost, i asked her what was going on and also, what was the way forward. “He wants to see you immediately so , we will be leaving very early tommorrow morning” was the response I got.

“leave to where?” i asked. 

Looking at me as if I had “buffoon” written on my forehead, she asked me if my problem still hadn’t given me sense and walked out of my apartment .

The next morning at 5:30am i saw myself sitting in my aunts car as we drove to heaven knows where. 

We were on the road for nothing less than 5 hours. We stopped at agbor in delta state and my aunt bought yam, oil and 3 white chickens from road side markets and then we commenced the journey. I had slept off when suddenly the car began bumping. Waking up, i noticed we were in a remote village. No tarred road and absolutely no sign of modern amenities. The further we went, the more we got enveloped with trees and bushes.

We got to a compound and I noticed there were cars parked around. Most of which were exotic cars. There were odd looking buildings around the compound as well as numerous white basins and white painted crucifix scattered all around giving the environment and sort of graveyard effect.

Immediately we stepped foot into the compound a deep voice roared from one of the buildings commanding us to stop.

At once my aunt knelt down and ordered me to do same. Suddenly a very large fearsome looking bald headed man walked towards us with great agility holding a broom in his hands. He was the blackest and tallest man I had ever seen in my life. He looked really strong and without exaggeration almost 7feet. Even though he was Dressed only in red wrapper and had a large fake gold crucifix necklace round his neck that rested in his massive solid chest , he looked the part of a war lord deity in a Holly wood movie.

“What sort of place is this?...is that the man of God  my aunt was talking about?” I asked Myself in disbelief. 

This man began speaking some weird language and was violently flogging the thin air around me with such force that assuming the broom hit me, i may not have survived the blow. He asked us to go to one building and wait for him and we obeyed. 

The room was a 1970s furnished a living room. From where I sat, i could see well dressed men and women  (few Children) leaving one of the building. The large man came to meet us and began talking to me directly. He told me he knew what had happened to me and his detailing on my circumstances were nothing but impeccable. 

He suddenly stopped talking. Turning to my aunt, he commanded her to leave us immediately and come back for me in 21 days.

           WHAT??????!!!!!!

She didn’t even say a word to protest. She just bowed and walked away. The man  (who i later got to know as pastor Elijah) walked outside the compound and locked the gates behind my aunt. The entire compound went dead quiet and It seemed there was just two of us.

Pastor Elijah came back to the living room and continued talking to me. He told me I was married in the spiritual world and my spiritual husband (yes. He said husband) wants me to come back to him and he is doing everything to frustrate and kill me. I pretended I didn’t know what he was saying and asked for explanation.  He said physically am a man but in the spirit, am a woman. He seemed certain about what he was saying. He told me that these 21 days will be mainly to destroy all evils targeted at me.

He ordered i strip naked in front of him and i did. Giving me a black soap and a bucket of water with a scooping bowl, he pointed at spot in the compound and asked me to wash there. I obeyed.

When I was done, he handed me a white cloth and a bible. He showed me to a room very close to his own building. “na here you go stay” he said and left me.

As I got into my room, i sat on the mat (the only thing the room had) and wondered what on earth i had put myself into.

It took me time to adapt to the new environment and once I did, i started reading the bible. 

Few houre later Pastor Elijah barked my name and i went out to meet him. He handed me a cooler of food and some sort of concoction in a small keg ordering me to eat and drink. Also he informed me we were going to  start our  21 days prayers the following day  . Little did i know my life was about to change.

In the food cooler was rice and chicken which was well cooked and I enjoyed. But After drinking the mixture (which tasted like smoothie) , i used the toilet over 6 times that night. My stomach completely emptied itself and this got me extremely weak. I slept quite well that night and then at about 6 in the morning, pastor Elijah barked my name ( he did that  rudely)

I got up and followed him to the open compound. Dawn was still approaching and the air was crisped and chilled. He commanded me to go naked (which i did) and then poured very cold water on me that made me shudder. He rubbed (more like massaged) some scented herb mixture all over my body rather forcefully while muttering enchantments . His large hands massaged my ass and to my Suprise he quickly stuck his finger into my ass hole and continued what he was doing (rubbing the mixture all over my body). At first I thought it was just my mind but then he did it again (second time) but this time, seemingly calculated.  My dick stood at full attention  ( he went on as if he didn’t notice) as He kept on massaging my entire body reciting incarnations, he thrusted his finger into my ass hole and this time around, all his thick finger went inside me. He held it there for a moment and began singing and chanting. He removed his finger  and then rinsed my body with the  freezing water and ordered i go and read my bible.

I got to my room Confused and scared but with a big erection . Later that day, sat outside enjoying the  breezy cloudy day as well as the birds singing happily from trees when he barked my name which always made my heart jump.

When I got to his building, he sat me down and told me that he had found the solution to my suffering and it’s something I should think critically over before making my decision.

He started the whole “spiritual husband” talk once again  and then said that the only solution was for me to divorce my spiritual husband and marry someone who is powerful in spirit to protect me from him (my spiritual husband) because I have few days to live. I just looked at pastor Elijah completely bewildered and began to panic. Looking at me (obviously seeing my worried expression) he laughed in a manner that made it seem panicking was foolishness. “do you know you are in the solution centre where the power of God is working?”  he asked.  And i nodded.

“If i go help you, then na me go be your husband so I fit protect you. if you no want me, then go meet another man of God wey fit solve this your problem. But I go advice make you no go anywhere because my hand no dey if anything do you”. He Said bluntly.

“Will this include sex?” i thought to myself.

As if to read my mind, he said there has be a physical demonstration of union to show we are spiritually married. “no marriage is complete without intercourse” was his exact statement.

I was lost for words. He asked me to think about it and have my answer ready by evening after the close of service that day and then he dismissed me.

Despite my mind was racing with a million thoughts, having a solution to my calamity was all I wanted.  Besides am no virgin to dicks so what was the big deal? 

That evening after his  congregation had dispatched and the entire compound was back to its dead silence, pastor Elijah barked my name. When I got to his building, he was seated eating. “wetin be your answer?” he asked without even looking at me.. (giving me the impression was that he was the one actually doing me a Favour). “yes” was all I said.

He continued eating. No expression on his face as i stood like a fool. After what seemed like eternity,  He pointed to a keg at the corner of the room and ordered me to take it and get ready for my holy bath that night. He also mentioned that the ceremony of our union will take place so I should prepare. 

I couldn’t stand another set of running stomach but I had to do it. Luckily enough it wasn’t that bad. I waited for his rude barking but this time it didn’t come. There was a gentle knock on the door and that was all. I went out to the compound and there were lit  candles on the floor with a large white cloth spread  in the middle. The night air was fresh and the whistling of tress sounded like a melody. 

Pastor Elijah stood wearing a white cloth round his waist standing in front of a white basin holding what seemed to be a soap dish. He bathed me with the freezing cold water and began chanting “shamma. Shamma”. He thoroughly washed me and dried me with a red fabric. Leading me to the white fabric  on the other side of the compound. He got out a bottle of olive oil and began massaging it all over my body ( just like he did the previous day). And then his finger found my anus. He gently massaged my soft bom bom with one large hand and then with the other hand  slowly entered me. He did it in such a way I didn’t feel pain. I felt his breath heavy behind me as his hands roamed all over my body while my dick was hard as a rock. 

As he rubbed the olive oil on my bare chest, he looked down at my erect dick as if he was seeing it for the first time. and wrapped his hands round it. He stroked me briefly and then dropped the bottle on the floor. He loosened his white cloth from his waist and i frightfully stepped Back. What I saw was unbelievable. His manhood was damn big and  scary.  I shook my head in refusal. There was no way that dick could get into me even if I tried. Even a vagina would find it a hell of a challenge to take it.

                     “what is it?” 

he asked me. I could see a flicker of anger in his eyes.

“is too big pastor” 

i pleaded.

“with God of Elijah all things are possible. You shall overcome”. 

His words held no  comforts still.

He handed me the bottle of oil and said it was my turn to bless him. I began rubbing the oil on his rock solid body making sure his Back, torso,  chest, stomach, thighs and shoulders where all covered. Running my hands all over his body no doubt was sending desire all over my body.

When i got to his elephant dick i had to use both hands. It was so long,  thick, curved and full of veins. His balls where very heavy and filled my palms. Pastor Elijah was a proper hulk in all ramifications . Covering him with oil, i stepped Back swallowing the sight of his glistening solid body.

His large hands rubbed my oiled up body and slided down my back to my bubble butt. He grabbed them and pulled me to him. I was so afraid. Our bodies where slippery and feeling his strong body on mine was so good.

He put his hands on my chin and raised my face to meet his. He looked scary as the candle light casted an odd light to his black face. He didn’t smile. He just looked into my eyes and said "from now on, i will call you elisha.

Lifting me up, he gently placed my back to the floor. He still held his stare into my eyes and  I don’t know if it was some sort of mind control or hypnosis but my thoughts went blank. I wasn’t sure what was happening even when I began feeling his dick finding it’s way into me. It felt like a horror movie. I tried pushing him away from me because somewhere in my mind,  I knew his dick was too big and i remembered making a statement that I couldn’t do it. I felt my ass hole stretch beyond possibility as my stomach was getting fucked.

I Felt a tongue explore my mouth and the cool evening breeze caress my slippery body. I felt tremendous sensations all over my body that seemed to get me spinning into some sort of darkness. I must have fainted, slept or passed out but when I woke up, i was lying on the white fabric.  Pastor Elijah was beside me snoring. I looked to the star filled sky and felt cold air blow into my ass hole. 

Did I just have a dream? My body was still oily and as i ran my hands over my stomach, it seemed my entire stomach was covered with semi dried cum. I reached for my ass hole and it was extremely  wet and very opened. My four fingers comfortably went inn. I couldn’t believe it. I was so weak.  It felt like i came 10x cos I was completely exhausted. The candles had burned off and slowly i drifted back to sleep.

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I moved into his building and was given responsibilities such as cooking, cleaning the house and compound, keeping gifts of offerings as well as cash. Pastor Elijah had nothing less than 3 million naira in cash in his building. Food, gifts and money kept pouring from his followers.

Though  It worried me that pastor was diabolical ( i saw some fetish looking items in a room) , i ignored it.

One day while i was massaging his massive back  (which he enjoyed alot) I began to  wonder if my aunt or other members of his church also slept with him or even if he had other "spiritual partners" like myself.

I wondered if it was something he usually does and when he’s tired, he will discard the person and replace them.  Once again as if to read my thoughts, he turned around, sat up on his bed and looked me in the eye. I became afraid. 

“don’t you know am a holy man?" He asked coldly. 

"Since you come here, anybody don find me come here? You no see say na only me dey here? Am a holy man. I doesn’t (he speaks very bad English)  join body with anybody except spirit tell me. I doesn’t sleep with any people because my body is holy”. 

Even though every fibre of my body screamed “LIAR”, deep down in my heart I wanted to believe he was saying the truth. He then opened his arms and smiled. He looked like a completely different man. He wrapped his arms around me as i snuggled up to him. Am only 5”4 so you can imagine how petite i looked in his embrace. My head was on his chest and he began stroking my body and telling me how good looking i was. He said he’s happy that I belong to him now and he will Protect me . Even though i felt assured ,Everything about pastor Elijah frightened me.

We ate together, bathed together and did almost everything together. 

During my stay there i encountered  a lot of weird situation such as Praying over couples having live sex. 

Celebrities and politicians flocked inn to meet him.

One day, a heavily pregnant woman and her husband moved to the little room i once occupied. I learned that it’s been over 18 months and she’s yet to put to bed. Pastor Elijah instructed her to lie naked while her husband  (who was also naked) knelt behind her and held her legs apart. Pastor Elijah brought a wooden carved penis, rubbed something on it and inserted it into her vagina. I stood with a raised candle and Bible while he furiously fucked her so violently WITH the object  that she began to scream (out of pleasure or pain i had no idea). 

Her naked husbands dick was so erect and was dripping off precum as he watched. 

I looked at pastor Elijah’s groins hoping to find a sign of erection but I saw none.

Even when he stood upright (His ridiculous penis would have been impossible  to hide assuming he was erect).

This made wonder because I would have sworn performing such act would give any man and erection. 

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Few days later, pastor Elijah told me he was going to the wilderness to pray for three days and needed to prepare.  He asked me to go back to my little room and should not be angry because it’s going to be like that for 4 days. 4 days seemed like eternity. I didn’t see him at all and wasn’t sure if he was in the compound or not. I saw myself missing him terribly. I was fast asleep when I felt hands caress my back.  I jolted up only to see pastor Elijah smiling face. He was Dressed casually (something I’ve never seen) and looked different.  

I couldn’t withhold my excitement as i jumped into his hands and kissed him on his lips. He kissed me back more intensively. Without stress he lifted me up and carried me to his building. Laid me on his bed and began undressing. Standing fully naked before me, he just stood and starred at me. His towering height, thick muscled body, very black skin and extremely massive dick made him look like some sort of African god. 

He came to me and looking into his eyes i knew he missed me and longed to have me. He kissed me warmly and began sucking and licking every inch of my body. From fingers, to armpits , to toes...my ass hole was the most eaten. He sucked and chewed me until I felt so sore.

He positioned himself over me and then got a bottle of olive oil which he seemed to take a sip. Grabbing my ass and raising it so high to the point I was resting on my neck, he parted my cheeks and spat the oil on my crack. Gently and patiently inserting his large fingers into me to make sure my walls were moist, he knelt in between my thighs as i watched in horror as his demon looking dick began penetrating me. This time around, there was no dizzy hypnosis. My mind was clear as day. 

Pastor Elijah fucked gently and then He got off me and laid on his back and asked me to sit on his mighty dick.

Taking a deep breath, i stood over him and began to sit on his super prick. I got half way and my then my courage failed me. It just felt like a life threatening risk.

But then he sat up and began to encourage me while kissing me. He whispered in my ears  how sweet my hole was and how much he missed me. As he was talking, his large palm was on my back; tenderly urging me further to take him.

I wrapped my hands round his neck and held his solid body so tight as i took all of him inside me. Gripping my Small waist with his over sized hand, he began Rocking me towards him. 

Slow and nice at first and then the tempo increased.. it got to the point he began slamming me into him with such fury that my nails dug deep into the flesh of his back and tore it’s way down. He edged back a little and looked at my face. He had a sinister smile as he said “yeeeessssss!!!!” (he must have enjoyed the way I scratches him ).

It seemed the agony on my face was turning him on because he withdrew his dick and with great force, pulled me to smash into his pole. I saw stars and this time i didn’t only scratch him but bit him on his shoulder. “aaahhhhhhh yeeeessssss!!!” he moaned. 

He was loving me get wild so therefore, I ran biserk. I began moaning loudly like a possessed Harlot as i clawed, scratched and bit him. 

I didn’t take caution. He was hurting me with his over sized penis so I had to hurt him in return. As we both began moaning so loud without any care in the world, i felt extremely soaked in my ass. Pastor Elijah no doubt had released his sperm inside me.

“fuck me daddy...fuck me my husband” 

   i begged him. ...... I wasn’t satisfied.  

Holding me tight, he stood up still carrying me with his dick inside me. We kissed desperately and he continued fucking me roughly. I was about Cumming and i told him. 

With the strength of a hundred men, he held my waist and lifted me so high until my dick faced his mouth. I put my both legs on his shoulder and clawed his bald head in a frenzy. I shot all my cum into his mouth as he sucked swallowed my juice.

Walking to a wall and placing my back to it, he raised my thighs and began sucking his cum from my vandalised ass hole as i held his neck for support. He was still hard as rock and i wanted his milk in my mouth.  Because his dick couldn’t fit into my mouth properly, he wanked while i sucked the thick cap of his dick until he flooded my mouth.

We began fucking every day until the 21 days was over. He gave me a very large sum of money to support myself for the time being and promised to be visiting me every week. Few months after i arrived, i got a better job,  my company found me innocent and granted me access to m account. Life was back to normal.  Pastor Elijah kept his words. He came every Friday and left on Sunday and during my leave, i travelled to see him. This continued for a good 3 years until he stopped coming. Out of worry of not seeing him for many weeks ( his number wasn’t going through) I went to the village where his church was located only to find a burnt down place. A local told me that the police raided the place and found guns. I was also told pastor Elijah was an armed robber and was hiding  criminal in his church. I had no idea which prison he’d been sent to or what sentence he was facing. Part of me wanted to follow up but the  another part of me told me to let go or else i could be in trouble .

It’s been 5 years now and I still miss him. Am somehow still hoping my phone will ring and I will hear his deep voice once again. Till date, I have never seen a man with body and cock like pastor Elijah. 

By B.Ade