This is the second chapter to the Sarah Vanhorn series. It started with
"Sarah Vanhorn - Diner waitress."
Enjoy-
#2 Pays The Rent
Sarah entered Mr. Montgomery's home as he closed the door behind her.
"Have a seat in the living room. I'll get you a drink, to calm you down."
Mr. Montgomery said, as he walked over to the wet bar. He placed a few ice cubes in the glasses and poured in some brandy. He walked over to Sarah, handing one of the glasses to her.
"Oh,...thank you. I'm so sorry for bothering you this late at night. It's just that,... I was unable to,..."
She stopped and thought of what to say. As she began her performance, her head lowered and a tear ran down her cheek.
"Calm down Sarah. Sit down and sip your drink. I'll call the police so they can make a report and take you to the hospital."
Sarah yelled in fear,
"No! Don't call the police,... please? I'll be fine. and I'm not going to the hospital."
Even though Sarah enjoyed to be taken roughly, she thought,
"I'm not ovulating and I'm not hurt, so why bother going to the hospital."
She wasn't on any type of birth control. Sarah didn't feel the need for it, since she wasn't in a relationship. Contacting a disease from unprotected sex never entered her mind either.
Mr. Montgomery was surprised.
"Sarah, you must. You have to report it and you need to be seen by a doctor. Why don't you want me to call?"
There sat a beautiful girl on the sofa. Her diner uniform torn open and dirty. She held the glass of brandy in her shaky hand, with the other she tried her best to hold the front of her uniform closed, since all the buttons are now missing.
He could not understand why she wouldn't want anyone to know about her attack. She continued to sip the brandy as her watery eyes would let a few tears slowly run down. What he didn't know was after seeing his expensive house, Sarah had money on her mind, a hand out.
Sarah finally told Mr. Montgomery why.
"I don't want to be in the paper, or on the evening news. I don't want to be embarrassed. I don't want everyone to know. I just moved here not long ago. I'll lose my job and,... I don't,...want my family,...to know."
Mr. Montgomery understood.
"You do know sweetheart, that I am the Mayor in this town,... don't you? I have a lot of pull around here."
Sarah blinked quickly to clear her vision.
"No Sir, I didn't know. Would you be able to help me? My rent is due."
Mr. Montgomery's attitude began to change as he shrugged his shoulder.
"Huh,...you want help? Your not going to the police? Your not going to the hospital? Just how the Hell am I suppose to help you?"
Sarah whimpered,
"Please Sir? You said that your the Mayor and,...."
Mr. Montgomery cut her off, as he walked to the door. Very irritated, he Opened it for her, as if to say, get out. He said,
"I'm sorry about what happened but the only way that I can help you is my calling the police. If that's not good enough, then I'm sorry, but it's getting late!"
Mr. Montgomery wasn't know to have much sympathy for others. The only thing he cared about was his position as town Mayor. Practically the whole town was in his pocket.
Sarah placed the glass on the coffee table as she stood. She feared walking home, as she left Mr. Montgomery's house.
She knew she had to get home, not for the relaxing evening that she hoped for, but to get cleaned up, she felt so dirty.
Sarah could feel all the dried cum that ran down both legs and around her pink pussy lips. Her tits were sore from being roughly squeezed. She had a few scratches on her ass cheeks from being held down in the gravel.
As Sarah came to the door at her apartment, she noticed her apron was missing. The attackers ripped it from her during the rape. She kept her mini purse
tucked inside it. Her rent money, along with her keys, were robbed. Lucky for her she kept a spare key outside.
The next day Sarah went to one of those Planned Parenthood places. She filled out some paper work & talked with a nurse. Sarah was given a new type of shot that took effect immediately, before leaveing with her birth control pills.
Friday came, rent day.
After taking a shower, she sat at the kitchen table reading the paper and drinking a cup of coffee, dressed only in her robe. As she made a small grocery list to go shopping with the $50.00 that she had saved for an emergency, when the door bell rang.
Sarah walked to the door and looked out the peep hole. Oh shit! she thought to herself. It was Mr. Birk, the landlord, coming to collect the rent.
Opening the door, Sarah said,
"Ah,... hi,... Mr. Birk. How are you? Come on in."
Sarah felt uneasy. She wasn't sure how to tell Mr. Birk that she couldn't pay the rent.
"Thank you Sarah. It's nice to see you. I hope that I'm not interrupting you?"
Mr. Birk said as he entered and Sarah closed the door. They both went to have a seat on the overstuffed sofa like they usually did when the rent was due. Mr. Birk took his receipt book out and placed on the coffee table getting ready to write.
"Okay Sarah, I'll write out a receipt for this months rent for you, then I'll leave you get back to getting dressed."
Sarah had a worried look on her face as her voice quivered,
"Um,... Mr. Birk? I don't know how to say this but,... I... don't have... the rent."
Mr. birk looked over at her and sounding upset said,
"Just what do you mean, that you don't have the rent, Sarah? You've been staying here in this apartment, raising the bills, and now you tell me that you can't pay?"
Sarah knew she had to tell him. she had to tell him what happened. It was the only thing to try and get Mr. Birk to understand. She had to act, again. After all, it worked on Mr. Montgomery.
"Mr. Birk, I have something to tell you, the reason that I don't have any money."
Sitting back Mr. Birk took a deep breath and while letting it out, he said,
"Go on Sarah,... but this had better be good because I'm a little pissed off right now."
Sarah lowered her head. Her wet hair falling to the sides of her face. Still dressed in her white terry cloth robe & slippers, she sat on the couch about to speak of that night.
"You know that I've been working at the little diner across town. Well, one of the night's that my shift ended, I was walking home. I started to pass that abandon garage, where they did the auto repairs, that's when,... I was,... grabbed."
Sarah left a tear run down her face as she continued,
"Someone grabbed me from behind. I was dragged behind the garage. There were four more of them standing there. I was thrown to the ground. Everything seemed to happen so fast. I was being held down as my clothes were being ripped open. They raped me,... they took turn's,... raping me."
Sarah put her hands up over her face as she sobbed a little, sitting there she told of Mr. Montgomery.
"When I was able to stand, after they left me, I couldn't walk far, my pussy ached, The one fucked me,... I mean, raped me so hard. I went to a house and knocked on the door, Mr. Montgomery answered. I thought he would help me, but he wouldn't even give me a ride home."
Mr. Birk was sad for her but also felt aroused. His cock was hardening as he looked at Sarah sitting there, listening to how she was gang raped. He began to wonder how her young, naked body looks.
