"If you need anything, anything at all, you can call us at this number, okay?"
Victoria smiled, accepting the card from the tall, older woman. "I understand, Mrs. Birch. Go on, you and Mr. Birch have fun tonight. Tyler and I will be right here playing board games. Isn't that right, Tyler?"
The small blonde boy's eager nodding seemed to satisfy his mother and soon she was out the door. Victoria put the card in her pocket and led Tyler to the living room, sitting on the floor beside him.
"Okay, so we have Candyland, Monopoly, Guess Who and Connect Four. Which should we play first?"
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After a couple rounds of Candyland, Victoria had retired to the couch with some left over pizza while Tyler colored in his coloring books, the two of them watching Lilo & Stitch. Victoria's phone rang and she answered it, smiling while she did so.
"Hello?"
"Hey, bitch. What are you doing?"
Victoria laughed. "Nice to hear from you too, Stacey. I'm babysitting for Mrs. Birch, I told you that."
Stacey sounded unimpressed. "Oh, right. I'm going to a bonfire tonight up at the beach. You should come after the kid's asleep. You need some excitement in your life."
Victoria smiled while Tyler handed her a page from his coloring book, her name written on it in bulky letters, and she thanked him before speaking. "I'm fine where I'm at. I think I'll sit this one out, Stacey."
Her friend let out a sigh. "Suit yourself. I'll let Kyle know you said hi."
"Thanks." Victoria laughed; Kyle was in their chemistry class and he had taken her on a few dates. They weren't officially an item yet, but she did like him.
Victoria set her phone aside, mentally shaming herself for forgetting her charger. Her phone was at 42% and she hoped that would tide her over until about midnight, which is when Mrs. Birch had said they would be back.
When she noticed Tyler was yawning and rubbing his eyes, she announced that it was bedtime and carried him upstairs. He was getting big now but she didn't mind babying him every now and then.
She tucked him in and read him a bedtime story, making sure to leave his nightlight on and the door slightly cracked in case he needed her before she went back downstairs. She sat herself down on the couch, glancing at the time. It was a little after nine; only three more hours to go.
She loved babysitting Tyler, he was an angel compared to some of the other kids in that neighborhood, but it was a Friday night and she would've rather been at the beach with Stacey and Kyle. She needed the money though, and Mrs. Birch was offering a generous amount of it, so here she was instead.
After looking through the tv channels, she realized nothing very good was on, so she just picked one of the movie channels and went with it. She fiddled with her phone here and there but she didn't want to waste the battery so she shoved it under one of the throw pillows and settled in with a Coke and a bowl of popcorn.
Victoria ended up nodding off after a while, leaning back against the cushions, and that's when the man, who had been consistently watching her since her arrival to the home, made his move.
He had been lurking in the shadows, watching her from the bushes by the window closest to the living room. He had seen her before in that neighborhood, babysitting for other families, and he knew he had to make a move.
Quietly, he opened the window; Mrs. Birch routinely left the windows open in the morning and she had forgotten to lock this one back up. He pushed his frame through, carefully shutting the window behind him, before he stood up to his full size.
He stood at about 6'2 and, in the all black outfit he wore, looked more imposing than ever. He walked silently over to her, watching the rise and fall of her chest.
She was on the more petite side and he guessed about eighteen or nineteen. She was wearing a long sleeve white shirt and a skirt with little flowers all over it, her feet bare. Her shoes were beside the couch, socks carefully tucked into them. Her toenails were painted a soft pink and it complimented her creamy skin. Her long brown hair was tossed to the side while she slept and her soft pink lips were slightly parted. He wanted to see her big brown eyes and he knew it was a good idea not to bring the blindfold. Usually he did but no, not for this one.
He carefully reached out to touch her skin, relishing in how soft it was. He slid his hand up and gently cupped one of her breasts. It nearly filled out his hand and he gently squeezed it. He saw her eyelashes fluttering and put his other hand over her mouth, preparing himself.
When she opened her eyes fully, they quickly became wide with shock and fear and he once again applauded himself for not bringing the blindfold.
"Don't move and I won't hurt you," he said calmly, but of course she didn't listen.
Her little legs thrashed out, although they were easy to hold down. It was useless anyway; he was much bigger than her, and stronger, and even if her kicks connected, he doubted they would hurt.
"Please don't hurt me," she begged while he took off his belt, using it to tie her hands behind her back. Her brown eyes were becoming watery and she sniffed slightly.
"You just be a good girl and we won't have to worry about anyone getting hurt," he replied sharply and she nodded quickly. She was afraid of what this masked man would do, but she also wanted to make sure Tyler wasn't hurt. If she was too loud, he would get curious and come looking for her. She wasn't sure what this criminal had in mind, but she didn't want it to extend to the child, either.
"Now," he said, letting her lay back against the cushions with her hands tightly bound behind her. "I'm going to take your clothes off. If you're good and stay quiet, I won't hurt you. Understood?"
Victoria nodded and when he started pulling her skirt down, she closed her eyes, tilting her head down. Her face was red with embarrassment and she was just praying it would be over soon.
He licked his lips while he looked at her lower half, tossing her skirt aside. She was wearing lacy pink panties and he pulled those off too, holding them up to his face so he could smell them. They smelled so good, just like her, and he shoved them in his pocket. Those were his for later.
He spread her legs apart, looking at her tiny pink slit. He was rock hard already, thinking about how he was finally going to have her. This little teen body was his.
