A Daughter's Revenge
Copyright© 2024 by Mandurah
Chapter 9
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 9 - If you like vigilante justice, this story is for you. A mother’s boyfriend rapes her daughter on the night she turned sixteen. When the girl tells her mum the following morning, her mother doesn't believe her. With the aid of two thugs, the girl seeks revenge against her mum and rapist. Warning. The story contains two rape scenes and violence.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/ft Fa/ft Mult Teenagers Consensual Drunk/Drugged NonConsensual Rape Fiction Cream Pie First Fisting Water Sports Violence
Once at school, I went to see Ms. Rainer. I had to find out as much as possible about social security payments. Knocking on her door, she surprised me when she came up behind me. “Hi Fanny, I hope you’re not here to tell me you’re pregnant.”
“No, Ms. I wanted to ask you about social security payments and see if I can claim anything from Mum. I’ve moved out of home, and Mrs Barnes has kindly let me stay with them. Can I claim any money from her?”
“Does your mum receive a pension?”
“Yes, she does. It’s a single mum’s pension plus the money she gets from the men who live with her.”
“That’s not allowed. If your mum has a man living with her, she’s not allowed a pension. If Centrelink found out, they would claim it all back with interest and may prosecute her for fraud, sending her to jail. How long has she been defrauding the state?”
“Sorry, Ms. I don’t know.”
“But to answer your question. Your mum is entitled to money from your father to help raise you, but if you’ve moved out of her home. You’re not entitled to anything from her. However, you would likely qualify for a Youth Allowance, being independent, and living away from home. Does that clarify things for you?”
“Yes, it does. Thank you, Ms.”
It was late Monday night with the three of us sitting in Hector’s car parked two doors from Mum’s place, and all we had to do was wait until the lights went out.
The lights in the bedroom came on, and you could see the glow from around the curtains. A short time later, they went out, and we waited a further five minutes before we put on our latex gloves, and I said, “Time to go.”
Mum is crazy. She leaves the back door unlocked. We tiptoed down the side of the house and into the back garden without making a sound, and as expected, the back door slid open. Making no noise, we made it to my old bedroom and took a pillow slip from a pillow, and then it was time for action.
Standing at her bedroom door, I turned the handle and slowly opened it. The three of us froze in our tracks as the door squeaked. The only sound we heard was Mum’s deep breathing with the occasional snore. She was out of it, no doubt drinking a half bottle of vodka before going to bed.
There was little light, only the glow of the streetlights filtering around the curtains, but enough to let us make our way to the side of the bed.
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