2 comments/ 115715 views/ 14 favorites Diary of a Wife Ch. 01 By: NubianStar 2 Months Later It's been 2 months and I'm late. Popi will be happy. He knows my cycle better than I. I can't believe what's happened to me. I thought I'd be having fun this summer, getting ready for college abroad. Everything changed in an instant when Popi and Marcos kidnapped Sonja and I from the beach. How would things be different if I didn't follow Sonja to try and keep her from meeting Marcos? Would I be in this mess if I wasn't trying to be funny and ditch the bodyguard? Mama told me to grow up and stop play tricks.... Selina Tupou, 18, is a student from New Zealand's North Island. She is unmarried and no arranged marriage has been developed for her. She's just finishing her high school education in a Catholic convent school. Selina is fluent in Austronesia, English, Spanish and her mother's Melanesian dialect. Her father may allow her to go to college. She's been known to say "Life is meant to be lived." She's a 5'9" teen with hazel eyes and long wavy hair. A result of her parents racial background. Most days she's in her school uniform. When her father is away on business, she wears minis and shorts. Selina is an extremely extroverted, driven, aggressively competitive person. She's on the school's soccer team. If she was a boy she'd be a great competitive boaters, and racecar drivers. Her brothers engage in such sports, but never the girls. Selina is imaginative, charming and, at times, reckless. She's a big flirt knowing her bodyguard, father and brothers will not let any male get close enough to even talk with her. This will lead her into a dangerous situation. She is assertive and tirelessly energetic. Selina will use her energy and drive to maintain an intensely active lifestyle without really caring whether anyone is along for the ride. She is also materialistic, enjoying her father's wealth. She's ready to surround herself with distractions, like horseback riding, shopping and swimming in the pool. She knows when her marriage is arranged, her father will find her a wealthy husband. She just hopes she likes him. Selina is a product of a childhood where she disconnected from her mother. Somehow her mother failed this child, not being there to nurture when bad things happened. She spent all her time at the convent school from second grade. This caused her to be a little less people oriented, relying on distractions and involvements to keep her mind off the infraction. As an older teen, she maintains that difficult task of avoiding the anxiety within. She has always been very involved with the world and is materially successful. Although others can see she is troubled, like her best friend Sonja, she doesn't see it that way. Life has been good to her. For example, she tells others she had a great childhood, which we know isn't the truth. Selina is aggressive and competitive, not as interested in human relationships as in achievement. This achievement has the primary purpose of creating distractions and the secondary purpose of creating wealth. As a result, she concentrates speaking about her possessions, never really facing what her true feelings about something may be. She is always outside-focused until she has had enough and decides to face the inner demons. This is a world that she is not used to and will ask for help from trusted friend Sonja and sister Sandra. When under pressure, she can be very charming, able to talk her way out of just about any situation. "I see the bright side. I feel good when I'm happy." Selina can be enthusiastic, responsive and adventurous in a relationship. She's actually a flirt, never having a boyfriend. Others are initially drawn to her zest for life and adventure, but that wears thin when she won't acknowledge difficulties or pain. She likes partners who mirror her own self-image. Selina should listen and learn and not react without thought. At some point Selina will face and confront the demons inside and her mother who caused the demons. She will learn that she has been running from something and it has done no good. Avoiding the dark side has limited her growth. She should be running toward the relationship with her mother. Upon releasing the need to constantly be active, she finds calmness inside that purifies her nature, making her realize she has a soul and it's a good one. She will still be very active, but now out of a desire to express how happy she truly is. Her father Ratu Tupou, saw her mother working in one of the upscale shops in New Caledonia. He won her over with his charm and attention. She was not the person the family wanted him to marry. Selina is like her mother at her age, innocent, trusting virgin. Her mother Sharon is always telling her to follow her instincts, and that she has time to be independent and leave the family. She tells Selina her life will not always be playing with her dog, laughing, flirting and playing jokes. Selina's biggest character flaw is based on the incorrect belief that suffering can be avoided indefinitely – until she was kidnapped by Popi PoPopi strides into the room. Selina immediately slips her diary under some magazines on the table. She was looking out at the view. She still had no idea where she was, but thought it must be an island Popi owned. Popi saw the action, but he thinks to himself, "Let her write her secrets. I'll get to read everything in the end anyway." "Here" he says aloud, "I got you a pregnancy test. Go in the bathroom and leave the door open." Selina did as she was told. She knew Popi did everything he could to get her pregnant. From the first night he took her, he began her sex education. Popi's Home "Oh my breasts are so sore! I thought it was from Popi sucking them or maybe it's time for my período. Popi knows – he squeezed my nipples last night and liquid came out. He's knows I'm pregnant. Maybe I can see my family now....." The English, French, Polynesian and Italian speaking Popi Santa Cruz, 24, is a wealthy business man from Rio de Janeiro, Brasília. He is unmarried with no children – yet! He is really working on that situation. He's been known to say "It works for me." His father made sure his children were well educated. Almost always dressed impeccably in a business suit, the 6'6" green eyed Popi is an Italian 'David' with muscles. His father is Italian, and his mother, Polynesian and Melanesians. Popi comes from a family of business people; father Giacomo, sister Valentina and brother Rossi all work in the family business. Popi is in control, purposeful and willful. His father taught him to be protective and honorable. At work he believes that the team is counting on his leadership to pull off the plan. He has immense amounts of self-confidence, strengthened by past performance. Popi is a straight shooter, doesn't pull any punches in the quest to get things done. The flaw in his approach is that his willfulness doesn't always take into consideration the other members of the team, especially his sister, steamrollering them, overpowering them, and relying heavily on his ability to control the team. Control is a real issue for him. Others look up to him and can rest assured that he will get the job done. He's attracted to high-powered work where he can shoulder a lot of responsibility. Popi is uncomfortable with close relationships, but when his softer side surfaces, it gives him that much-needed third dimension. Popi never identified with his mother. Popi remembered his own mother was kidnapped by his father." He admits that, yes, his mother sometimes cursed this fact, but that is just proof of her generally ungrateful nature. "She had a wealthy family, so when she was with them she was very proud and very arrogant that she didn't have to work. When my father took her she had to work, and she was always bitter and angry about that. She just had to get on with it though." Still, he didn't disconnect completely. Somehow he took on the role of protector - perhaps a protective father figure was missing. His father was always away on business. In order to keep the order in the household, Popi had to grow up fast and as the oldest compliment the protective figure to bring the level of protection up to a comfortable level. As an adult, he has taken the leadership role in every situation, learning that this is the way one keeps order and makes sure everything turns out okay. This controlling nature may have driven away followers, leaving him a little lonely except for his good friend Marcos. Having had a lot of education, Popi works on the assumption that others know he should be in control or in power. He's surprised when he meets resistance to his drive for power. He also tends to "float above" everyone and avoids getting directly involved in smaller battles. Popi is obsessed with Selina. He spoke to her father about an arranged marriage, but her father wanted her go to college. Like many men, Popi sees nothing wrong with kidnapping a woman/wife - indeed; he claims it is a sign of love. Popi feels it's normal for him to be self-important. His father encouraged the behavior in his boys. His daughter suffers as does his wife. The plan was to kidnap Selina Helene on her school trip to the Malolo Island beach. Marcos wants Sonja and he can have her. His family owned a private island. This basic yet gorgeous retreat prides itself on giving a true sense of Fijian hospitality. The exceptionally professional and discreet staff is available year round. The island is accessible only by plane, a perfect choice for a laid-back and relaxed holiday or forced honeymoon. All this is within one of the most beautiful natural settings on earth, with a rich turquoise lagoon, coconut tree forests and surrounding seas filled with corals, brightly-colored fish and even dolphins. One of the largest islands in Fiji's Mamanuca chain. Popi's father preserved the tropical beauty that makes Fiji one of the world's most exceptional destinations. Once Popi gets Selina on the island there's no place for her to go. Popi is in control and wants others to remember that. He has the strongest will in the room and thinks this willfulness is a primary component of completing any goal. He doesn't see personal relationships as that important and may seem a little uncaring. He wants the others to focus on the task at hand. "Keep your eyes on the prize." "This is it; let's do it." Popi is also very extroverted, able to take control quickly even when the help isn't asked for. He may step into a conflict and try to solve it, paying the consequences. "I was trying to help." "I can do it. I feel good when I'm powerful." Like his father, Popi believes in the custom of fuitina in practice it was often a kidnapping and sex, followed by a so-called "rehabilitating marriage" (matrimonio riparatore). His father often told him to marry a virtuous and poor woman. Popi ' eye settles on Selina Helena, only 18, but lovely and self-possessed – only her family is wealthy. Among her virtues are high self worth and forthright speech, so although she flits with Popi, she won't bow down to him. Believing he's losing face, he had his men kidnap her and he consummate their "marriage". Then, he tells her he'll still marry her in front of her family. He will use Sadistic pleasure to inflict pain and humiliation upon Selina Helena. She's acts too proud. That's his fantasy. "I used to see her shopping with her sisters. She was beautiful. I never talked to her, but I loved her. One day I'll call my friend Marcos. We'll pick her up and take her to the car and away with us. She'll cry but once she's in the car she'll shut up. I know her family and I want to be part of it - it's a good family." Popi was telling his cousin he was going to take Selina and he said it was fine." A woman should obey. If I tell my wife to do something she should do it." Popi's character flaw is based on the incorrect belief that the world is an overly demanding place and the only way to get what you want is to be powerful and force your will on others. His biggest fear is to be weak. Diary of a Wife Ch. 02 Sonja and Selina heard whispers that, when a girl is considered ready for marriage, a man will seize her, and have sex with her, and then she must serve him for the rest of her life. "That wasn't the culture," she says. It wasn't her culture. Young women who refuse to give into an abduction face situations that include: - no one from either family speaks about the attempt so that neither family is shamed - the woman returns to her family and lives as though nothing happened - the woman is rejected by her shamed family and moves, often to one of the two large cities - the woman is convinced by her family to return to the abductor's family and accept marriage. The cook helper told of how she was taken back to her kidnapper's home (now her husband), held down in front of his family, raped, and taken to be married the next morning. Stunned, afraid and hurting, she signed the papers, and waited for a moment when she could escape. "But my father told me that now I had sex with him, nobody else would want me because I was ruined goods, and I had to go back to him and be a good wife," she said. "My mother was very sad but she said it was true. I thought then, I have to do this. I have no choice. I just prayed to God, 'Please help me, please...' I went back. Soon after that I was pregnant, and what could I do? Now so many years have passed and I have six children. Life is hard for a woman." She is crumpled now, her walk halting, her face creased. She stares past me, to where white wisps of cloud are swirling past the blue sky. Sonja, companion and friend, and Selina often support each other's projects and activities. Since both girls avoid facing negative situations, difficulties can reach crisis proportions before they are faced. Sonja should have warned Selina it was dangerous flirting with Popi. At 24 years of age, Popi was a man and worldly. He was also angry at the rejection of his proposal by Selina's father. Selina knew all of that, yet she still left her bodyguards behind, thinking herself invisible. Sonja accused Selina of escapism and Selina accused Sonja of taking the fun out of life. Now look at the predicament they find themselves. Dear Diary, I have not seen Sonja seen we arrived at this place -- wherever this place is. I always heard rumors Popi's family was wealthy, and owned vast amounts of land and homes all over the world. My father never trusted Popi for some reason. I may never know why, because I may see never see my father or family again. I could be enthusiastic, responsive and adventurous at times. Now I'm just sad, depress and cry all the time. Under pressure, I could be very charming, able to talk my way out of just about any situation -- not this time. All I can look forward to is "descalço e grávidas (barefoot and pregnant)". My First Day Dear Diary, It's been several days since I've been here. I'm not exactly sure how long it's been. I am grateful to Popi for letting me have my diary. I don't know how he got it or any of my other stuff. I don't want to think about what happened before I woke. I'm so anxious and having difficulty sleeping, irritability, can't concentration. I'm always on vigilance for Popi. Since he started what he calls "my sex education" I get so startled when he enters a room. I have trouble falling or staying asleep and I'm so fatigued. Now when Popi touches me I tremble, have headaches, and sweat. I am Selina Tupou, 18, a student from New Zealand's North Island. I'm unmarried with no children and have a Catholic convent school education. I was bright and happy, looking forward to the future. I was tired of my hair. It's long and wavy, very wavy. I want to cut it, but my father says absolutely NO! That use to be my biggest problem. It's so stupid now. I trust my own decisions, not relying on others to make the decisions for me. Now I loss all hope of being self-reliant, clinging desperately to Popi and all his decisions. I feel desperate to remain associated with him and willing to do anything it takes to keep protecting myself, no matter how wrong it is. I'm sometimes hysterical when I feel my lack of obedience to Popi ruins my security. I don't remember much of how I got to this place. One minute I was on the beach talking with Sonja, and then I woke nude in a bed and bed I know not. Popi was there in the room. He said I was asleep for at least a day -- but what day? I have this sense of numbing, detachment, a reduction in awareness and my inability to recall what happened. I'm driven by the fear that I won't be able to handle all the dangers present here. I have this lack of faith in myself and the others here. Whatever situation I'm involved with can be OK if I act correctly. I have to be obsesses with avoiding making mistakes or losing self-control. I feel angry, feeling misunderstood and alone. Popi soon entered the bathroom wearing only underwear. He knelt down beside the tub, and whispered in my ear. "You are here because I want you here. Your father didn't think I was good enough to marry you. Now I have slept next to your naked body, and there's nothing he can do to help you. You belong to me now, and will give me many children. No one will come to help you -- ever!" Wanted to scream, but no sound came. I couldn't breathe and my chest hurt. Popi covered my mouth with his, pushing his tongue into my mouth. He said that I better soon learn to respond. The "hook up" (kissing) was prolonged, intense and yes passionate. I'd never been kissed like this. I never even had a boyfriend! I cried as quietly as possible, tears mixing with the sweat running down my face. Popi was known to become easily irritated or have violent outbursts. I didn't want him to hurt me or kill me. Who would know? Before I realized, Popi had spread my legs open. Very gently, with just the slightest amount of pressure, he stimulates the clitoris. He used his thumb just within the vagina but not moving deep within it. He kept the light pressure until I had this feeling I never experienced before. I tried to move his hand, but he told me stop before he drowned me. He stopped and started again until I had the same reaction. He just whispered "close but not quite." He just kept doing it until I kept my legs open, and stop touching him. "You're my wife." I heard the words but I didn't know if they were in my head. "What?" "You're my wife," Popi repeated. "Don't you remember? The priest on the island married us." All of a sudden all these of images, sounds, smells and feelings came rushing back. I was kidnapped and drugged. That's the only way all of this could be happening! My head hurt so badly. Popi was talking, "It's time to consummate the relationship." Who is he talking to? I can't write anymore. This is very distressing -- remembering being taken. When I woke naked, Popi would not answer my questions. "Where were my clothes? I remember having on a bikini." Popi had the maid run a bath. When it was done, he told me to go to the bathroom and get in the tub. "Leave the door open," he said. I was so upset having to walk pass him. The maid left just him and me. I kept thinking, "This is not me. This is a dream and I'll wake from this nightmare." I placed a chair right in front of her, so that the edge almost touched her knees. I sat down keeping my legs apart, so that she stood between them. Her head was now above mine, so that I could look directly into her downcast face. I closed my legs closer to each other to hold her between them, she had uncontrollable shudder. I extended my arms, embrace her gently round the waist, and drew her against my penis, at the same time tightening the clutch of my legs, till soon she was somewhat in my hold, my face pressing against her naked breast. I began to stroke and press her hips and butt. I kissed her breasts, stomach, pubic area and inner thighs. I proceeded with both hands to rub her backside and hips and thighs, handling her buttocks. 'Oh! ... oh! ...' Selina moaned in her distress, flushing painfully at this merciless attack. 'Oh! my God!' she moaned as I licked her nipples. Her virgin breasts seemed like two small grapefruit, hard and firm. I picked up the chair and placed it just behind Selina, sat down on it, and worked myself forward on it until Selina stood between my legs, but this time with her nude back to me. I surrounded her waist again with my arms, drew her to me till her butt pressed against my naked chest. While my left arm held her tightly, my right hand began to roam over the junction of her stomach and legs, pressing curiously over her groin and thighs. Selina's breath was erratically; she quivered and trembled on her legs as she pressed her thighs closely together. She was terribly agitated. I don't think she anticipated what then happened. I forcefully attacked her thighs, forcing a way between them and finally working up so close to her mount of pubic hair that Selina nearly buckled in an misery of anxiety. Eyes dilated with terror, and convulsively heaving bosom, Selina uttered inarticulate cries, half choked by her emotions and panting realizing her cunt was defenseless. I walked around in front of Selina, as she caught sight of my prick in magnificent erection! I watched her closely. The sight seemed to captivate her in spite of her startled humility; she flashed rapid glances at me through half-closed eyes. She seemed compelled, in spite of herself, to stare at the implement of her approaching violation, as if to calculate its size and her capacity! "Are you curious to guess whether my prick will fit your cunt?" Selina cried, "No, no ... my God, no!" She trembled with embarrassment and panic when her eyes fell on my prick, now stiff and erect! I stepped up to her, passed my arm round her waist and drew her trembling figure to me, excited at the superb turmoil caused by the touch of our naked bodies against each other. Tears ran down her face like a flood. "Are you still a virgin?" Selina blushing painfully then whispered again: "Yes!" "Complete virgin?" I asked, "a uncontaminated virgin? No boy has entered that convent school and you let his hands explored those lovely body or eyes but mine seen it? Did you girls play any naughty games?" The flood gate of tear opened as Selina shook her head no. I drew her close to me and lifted her head. I began to kiss her salty tears away. "My little virgin, I only wanted to know how much you already knew so that I might know what to teach you! Well, your lessons begin!"