The role of the social media in building relationships and
businesses cannot be overemphasised. But the negative
aspects seem to be growing with mixed reactions after the
death of Cynthia Osokogu who was killed by friends she
met on social media.
Since the case of Cynthia went viral, ladies who were
before now ashamed to share their experiences in the
hands of bad guys have started talking.
Below is the near-death experience a young lady had with
a man who was her BBM friend:
I am a girl who has fears, beliefs, reservations and just
your regular typical Nigerian girl. This past few weeks has
been one hell of a game for me. I have really been
unsettled and I thought I share this story with you.
When Cynthia (the lady killed in the hotel room in Festac,
Lagos) surfaced on the internet and various news media, I
was scared and it brought back a whole lot of memories
to me and also served as and eye opener. Many people
castigated and criticised Cynthia (may her gentle soul rest
in peace), but my point is, it could have been anybody,
anybody at all.
We have met people through various social media. Some
have ended up well, some have not but with painful
memories. To cut the long story short, let me kindly share
with you my encounter with social media especially the
very popular Blackberry Messenger (BBM).
I am a graduate and currently serving in Kaduna. I could
have runced it, but I needed somewhere to clear my head
and forget about my ugly encounter. Here is my story.
I happened to have a married man as a contact on my
BBM. He had been asking me out for over six months and
I refused to date him. As time went on, he invited me
clubbing with him when his wife was outside the country,
and I went with him all night. We spent most of the night
at Swe bar, Lagos.
I also met his clique of friends, married as well with their
various mistresses. We had ‘mad’ fun. After all the
clubbing and drinking, he lodged me in a hotel somewhere
in Obalende. I felt sort of safe with him. We did not have s
e’x, but he made sweet love to me and touched me in
places I had never ever imagined.
He kissed me passionately but guess what? He did not
have s e’x with me. We did all sorts but there was no
penetration. So, to an extent, I trusted he was a good
person to be around with. I did not know that it was all
part of the plan.
He gave me N10,000 and put me in a cab to go home the
next morning. We kept talking and chatting and sending na
k’ed pictures to each other and he told me naughty things
of how he wanted to whisper things in my ear, I blushed.
We didn’t see for two weeks and that was because his
wife just came back from Turkey.
One faithful evening, he pinged me that he was organising
a beach party/boat cruise and that he would love for me to
be his date and that he wanted to open a BBM chat, as a
medium for his friends and my friends to interact. I was
excited about it, I just wanted to have fun. I was able to
get five of my very hot friends.
The BBM group opened and we got chatting. I also realise
that majority of them were married and working in
reputable firms. It was fun and we didn’t mind if they were
married, we just wanted to have fun, as well as some
other girls apart from my friends in the group.
We chatted exclusively, sent pictures to the BBM group to
introduce ourselves, and we had opened group
conversations pending the beach party. And as excited as
we were, we went shopping for nice s e’xy beach wears.
The D-day finally came, we all assembled at the Lagos
Island Boat Club. I was wowed because it was a high
class party. We were cruising in a boat loaded with
goodies drinks and hot babes, and as well ‘MARRIED
MEN’. I did not care, I just said in my mind that I would
not roll with married men anymore after this, that for now,
all I wanted to do was to catch some fun. After all, I
wasn’t paying bills.
We got there, it was a private beach resort. Most of the
beach facilities I got to see there were owned by
multinational companies. We got out of the boat, and went
to where we were partying. It was a duplex made with
wood. It was a very nice setting.
I felt comfortable because it even had a fence around it
separating it from other beach houses around. So, there
was privacy and of course bouncers (heavy looking guys)
guarding the place. I said to myself, this must be heaven,
I must be dreaming.
Anyways, we felt free with each other because we had
been chatting. It was 5:30pm and the party just started.
We had drinks flowing from the private bar tender which
happens to be owned by one of the men in the group.
Reality struck when I realised that I was feeling dizzy and
feeling really funny and light headed. Not only me, but
other girls around me too noticed there was something
strange about it.
I was also feeling Hot as hell! I had been drugged. They
monitored us and when they knew the drug had really
gone deep into our system, they moved us up into the
main beach house. I could still see faces, but was too
weak and Hot to react.
Mr B, the man who took me clubbing, carried me in his
hands like a sacrifice and put me down on the floor just
as other men also did with their girls. We were eight in
numbers; 8 girls, 8 guys, and they all stri*ped us down
and had s e’x with us.
I enjoyed it a bit because I was Hot. It was a mixed
feeling because I cried, I moaned, but I did not know how
many times he came into me. He pounded me hard. I was
dizzy, but he grabbed me with force. All I could notice
was the wedding ring on his finger. I thought of how
wicked and miserable some married can be. How inhuman
and heartless they could be.
All of them took turns in switching partners and slept with
all of us. I passed out. That was the last thing I could
remember. I felt water poured on me. I noticed all the
other girls around me too were half na k’ed and some
stark na k’ed.
We spent the night at the beach, but the men were no
where to be found. I looked round me and all I could see
was packs of used condoms. I ran to pick my cloths and
possibly raise an alarm. I got dressed, found my phone
with an envelope. It contained N16,000 and a note asking
us to take N2000 each for transport. Tears of anger and
rage filled my eyes and the girls around me as well.
“We were drugged and used like tissue paper. I grabbed
my phone and noticed a ping came in. I checked my
phone and I noticed the BBM group had been deleted, and
a message via BBM from MR B came in. He threatened me
that if I say a word to anyone, I would regret it.
I told him he was a bastard, and he said try it. A picture
came in, several pictures. In fact, they were pictures of us
being na k’ed on the floor. Pictures of the humiliating us
but they blurred the faces of the men. In total, I got 20
pictures. I was not myself for a month.
I went back to school, I had no one to talk to. The rest of
the semester was hell for me. My CGPA dropped
drastically. It was the worst out of the worst result I ever
had.
Till today, my friends and I have not discussed this with
anyone, but all I could do when I heard of Cynthia’s story
was to narrate my own ordeal anonymously and spread
the news, the word, and pray they (ladies who do runs)
see it and changed their ways.
I am now born again. I have given my life to Christ. I fear
men so much that I cannot even move close to them. I
still have nightmares, but with time, God will strengthen
me and I will move on. My advice to single ladies out
there is, do not be desperate for fun. Pray to God to open
your eyes of understanding, and pray hard. He who kneels
before God will stand before kings and queens.
To all married women, pray hard to God to intervene in
your marriages and turn your husbands from bad habits
and bad friends. As for me, I do not think I ever want to
get married or date a man again. That chapter has been
closed for good in my life.
Please, do not ignore my mail. Please post it. There are a
lot of things we ladies need to learn. Please post it on your
blog and save a soul. It could be your friend, sister,
cousin, neighbour.
God bless you as you pass it on. To all readers, I do not
care if you insult me or rain abuses at me. My job is to
share this encounter with you and save you from any
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