The Day Sara Lost Everything: Chapter 23

Betty’s hand immediately went to her mouth. How could this have happened? She worked so hard to make sure that this monster never got his hands on her precious baby girl, and now, all of it was worthless. She could kill him, but that would ruin everything completely. How could she ever fix this?

Just then, Anthony started to stir, stretching out on Sara’s bed. Betty hurried down the hall and back down to the kitchen. The sudden shift of weight as Anthony climbed out of bed woke Sara up. He took the gag out of her mouth and began to untie her. As soon as her wrists and arms were free she flexed and stretched. Anthony chucked to himself, she looked like a cat stretching out in the sun.

Sara swung her legs over the side of the bed. Anthony was putting his pants back on and this triggered a sudden sense of modesty. She casually wrapped herself in the throw blanket that was on the edge of her bed.

“Anthony?”

“Yes?”

“Can I ask you about something you said last night?”

“Of course.”

“When you said, ‘I’ve wanted to do this for a long time,’ what did you mean?”

“Oh God.”

“What?”

Anthony sat down on the edge of the bed next to her. He ran a hand through his hair and sighed long and hard, “Sara, I really don’t want to tell you this,” she started to protest, “BUT I feel that you have a right to know.

Sara turned to face him, sitting cross-legged on the edge of her mattress.

Anthony took a deep breath and began, “See Sara, my father used to work with your dad a very long time ago. And yes, I know the man who came here was your father, although he didn’t know that I had you here. Anyway, when my father was still entertaining the ridiculous idea of me carrying on the family business, I had met with him and Jim numerous times. I became very close with your parents, so naturally when they had their first child, you, I was invited over to see you. From then on I visited every once in a while, you were my god-daughter after all. Around age 4 I realized you would be blossoming into a beautiful young lady, and I couldn’t wait to get a piece of you. Honestly, I was planning on raping you then, but your mother, ever the protector, offered up herself instead. When your father found out he was furious, and kicked her out. I offered her a home, for a price. She was to reside here with me as a sex toy until I grew weary of her. After that she would serve as my maid until the point in time that I saw fit. I had never intended to go after you, but when I found you walking the streets that night I couldn’t resist. I would have raped you eventually had you not submitted last night. Although, now I suppose Betty is free to go…”

“Betty is my mother! I can’t even remember my mom and she’s been here all along?!?!”

“Yes.”

Sara looked at him a hateful look in her eye, “And just to let you know, I didn’t want to sleep with you bastard, John, the guy I told you raped me, found me and tied me up. You came to the door as he was getting ready to do it again. Ass.”

With that she stormed out of her room and ran down the stairs to find her mother.