Freed sex slave Katrina Jones details abuse in ‘House of Horrors’ for 17 years
A New Zealand woman was held captive for 17 years, beaten and abused. She recounts the stories of being stabbed with a fork, urinated on, choked unconscious and life as a sex slave.
“You don’t need a cage to kidnap somebody, you terrify them,’ Katrina Jones said to 3News in New Zealand, pointing to the fear that consumed her and prevented her escape.
Jones openly discussed life with her captor, Alan Rosewarne, who lured her into a tormented life when she was a “naive” 15-year-old girl, enamored with the 24-year-old “local bad boy and cannibis dealer” back in 1989.
“I was naïve and innocent and would do anything for anyone,” she says, “even if I got in trouble, just to make people happy.”
Jones dropped out of school, abandoned friends and family. Then the “beatings” began.
“The hidings were horrifying. They would last 14 hours, but there was only an hour break, 24/7, and I’m not talking a hit to my head; he smashed against the wall and he kept hitting me and smashing me into the corner, chocking me unconscious, stabbing me with forks, with broken brooms – a lot of the time I was naked.”
Katrina Jones photo/ screenshot of interview with 3 News
Katrina lost weight, noting that fell to only 35 kilograms at one point, suffered brain damage and raised the four children he fathered.
“He would treat the dogs better,” she tells the station.
Rosewarne would beat her, urinate on her and make her sleep on the floor naked.
“He wouldn’t let me out of his sight. I had lost all hope for myself and love, and my spirit was gone. I had completely given up on myself.”
He would make her tell any visitors to go away; the only people allowed to occasionally visit were her parents.
“The house was always shut up,” says mother Katherine Jones. “The windows were never opened. She was always thin and pale and never spoke much. He did all the talking.”
But she thought she wanted to be there.
“Yes, I heard what I was supposed to hear. They covered up all the time. I would take the kids down to the park, but for some reason Katrina wouldn’t come with me. He was always keeping an eye on her. She was also very pale and quiet and I didn’t know why.”
The journey is just shocking and should serve to educate the next generation – more here
