The keys to your home door

“Please don’t do this. I beg you. I am sick and tired of this torture.” She could only murmur as he locked her and took the keys away.

The man whom she called ‘father’ had sexually tortured her and her sister for years. He had kept them in an underground cellar hidden from the world including their mother. They always wondered whether their mother had even tried searching for them.

At first, they tried to fight their way out of his clutches. But slowly they resigned themselves to this fate hoping that they rather face death than be his toy.

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