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Subject: Making Welfare Work 1/2: Sarah's Benefits (mf)
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Chapter 1: Sarah's Benefits
Sarah rushed around the tiny apartment, cleaning dust and dirt that only
she could see. She knew in her head that the place was spotless, but she had
always been a " neat freak " to begin with and this was just such an important
day for her and little Cody. The onsite visit from social services was the
last barrier to getting benefits for herself and her 6 month old. It was also
the first time that she would meet the case worker assigned to her.
The knock came at the door just after 3 o'clock. Cody just went to sleep
in the bedroom, leaving Sarah with only the livingroom-diningroom-kitchen
combination to entertain in. The sound at the door brought her running in an
attempt to catch it before it woke the baby.
Standing in the hallway was the largest and, she couldn't help thinking,
ugliest man she had ever met. Well over 6 feet tall with short unkept black
hair and the remains of teenage acne all over his flat face.
" Miss Collins? I'm Harold Roberts"
Harold took in the sight of her. Maybe 5 feet 6 inches tall with shoulder
length, curly, red hair. She had apparently not had any trouble getting her
figure back after the pregnancy. Since what little he could see of it,
through the conservative clothing that made up her wardrobe, was a dream come
true.
" I assume that you were expecting someone today?"
" Yes, Mr. Roberts, come in and please call me Sarah."
After getting coffee for both of them, Sarah joined Harold, sitting in a
chair across from him on the couch. The drinks and his briefcase sat on a
small coffeetable between them.
Harold spread his reports in front of him.
" Since I wasn't present at your interview, lets go over some of the basics of
the case.
Is it correct that the father is not involved and isn't supporting you at
all?"
" Yes, when I told Jim I was pregnant he made the right sounds and then
disappeared when I started to show. I was hoping that your office could help
me track him down."
" It also says that you have no family support. Why is that when you have you
mother listed as your next of kin?"
" My mother and I haven't been close since my father died 5 years ago, and it
just got worse when she married my stepfather. When I had the baby it was the
last straw.
We haven't spoken since, and my being an only child, there just isn't anyone
else."
Harold took all this in. Everything she said matched what was on the
papers she filled out originally and what he had been able to check out on his
own. Time to push a little more.
" It may sound strange Sarah, but you are going to have to maintain that
silence if you expect to obtain and keep your benefits. Any family contact at
all I have to assume is support and I will terminate your benefits. You will
also be forced to pay back the full monetary amount already given. Do you
understand?"
" Yes, believe me the furthest thing from my mind is talking to them."
" Now about the question of employment. You know, of course, that some kind of
job is required to prove your good faith."
" I was hoping that I would be able to stay at home with Cody. I've checked
out all the day-care in the area and the few that have openings are going to
cost more than I can make.
There must be a way that I can stay at home until he starts school."
Sarah didn't want the desperation she was feeling to show though in her
voice, but she was really at the end of her rope. She had allowed her pride to
put off applying for welfare until it was to late. She simply had nothing to
do.
" Please, you don't understand. I don't have any money left. Nothing. It took
most of my savings to move here and get into this place. The money I spent
yesterday on food and diapers was the last of it. I'm already behind a month
on the rent. Please help me."
Harold was in heaven. This was as good a situation as he had ever
stumbled on. Time to make it worse.
" Sarah, I talked to your landlord today before I came here. You do know that
he is evicting you at the end of this month don't you?"
A lie, but it did what it was supposed to do. Sarah crumbled. She buried
her face in her hands and sobbed. Harold watched for a minute and enjoyed,
anticipating the times to come.
" I hope you understand why I can't grant your benefits. But without any
source of income I simply have no choice. I hope that if you find a job you
will reapply when your penalty time is up."
Another lie, but again it did its job. Sarah's head jerked up.
" What do you mean, penalty time?"
" Well, it's policy that if an applicant is turned down they cannot be
reconsidered for at least 90 days."
Visions of her and Cody living on the street, the few belongings they
owned in paper bags they carried along, filled her head. She didn't know what
to say or do.
" Please, there must be something that you can do. Help me!"
" Sarah, I've been doing this a long time. I hear hard luck stories all day
long, 5, sometimes 6 days a week. If I bent the rules for all of them I would
be in your shoes in a week."
" But my baby. There must be something you can do. I'll go out right now and
find a job.
I'll do anything but I have to take care of my baby!"
Harold let her stew, watching and enjoying the tears streaming down her
pretty face.
This was the moment he was waiting for, the moment he lived for anytime he got
a case like this.
" If you want my help it will cost you. You will have to pay for it, pay for
it by being very nice to me. Don't say anything. If you want my help you will
do whatever I tell you with no arguments. If you don't agree I will simply
leave you to fend for yourself, I don't really care one way or the other. You
will stand up where you are and slowly take off
all your clothes. While you do that I am going to take some pictures. So
look happy or the deal is off."
Sarah was stunned. Never in her 18 years had she had to do anything with
a man that she didn't want. Indeed, she had only been with 3 men sexually at
all. But looking into his face she saw no pity at all. Not knowing what else
to do, Sarah stood up and pushed the chair back with her foot. Sarah saw
Harold pull an instant camera out of his briefcase and it occurred to her that
he planned this all along. She never had a chance. She welcomed into her home
and served coffee to a man that thought from the beginning to do this, and
probably much more to her, before he was done. What she didn't understand was
that Harold's plan wouldn't be done with her for a very long time.
Sarah reached for the buttons on her blouse. As she did she remembered
what he said about "looking happy". So with as pleasant a smile plastered on
her as possible Sarah took off her shirt. Herald took pictures as fast as the
camera would allow. Twice he told her to slow down so that the camera didn't
miss anything. Under the conservative blouse and slacks she wore a matching
frilly white bra and panty set. Not satisfied to merely see her
undress, Harold stopped her at her underwear and made her pose for him.
" Why are you doing this to me?"
She was in tears again after the 6th position. Harold looked at her with
her arms folded behind her head, making her milk swollen breasts even more
noticeable, and one leg up on the chair so that he could see tufts of bright
red curls peeking from under the panties.
" Just because I can, you stupid bitch. Anyone as beautiful as you should know
better than to put herself at a stranger's mercy. You deserve everything that
I am going to give you.
now get the rest off, I'm getting anxious to see my new toys."
Sarah put her leg down and reached behind her back. The bra fell
revealing her 36D breasts. Before she started nursing she was only a B-cup so
her breasts looked even larger on her small frame. Sarah managed to look
Harold in the eye, hoping that she would see some mercy there. But his eyes,
when not behind the camera, were filled with lust. The best Sarah could hope
for was that he would be gentle and finish quickly so he would
leave. The panties dropped off the curve of her hips and fell to the floor.
The thicket of pubic hair between her thighs was a bright contrast to the
pale, slightly freckled skin of her untanned torso. Harold pushed the
coffeetable from between them.
" Come here bitch. Stand right in front of me."
Sarah did as she was told, moving her hands to cover the exposed skin of
her private areas. Sitting down, Harold's head was even with her soft
breasts. It amused him that even after standing in front of him and stripping
off her clothing she would cover herself to his gaze. But he wasn't there for
a laugh and it was about time to teach her another lesson.
With a move so fast that Sarah didn't even see it coming Harold slammed a fist
into her stomach. Then, as she doubled over he landed another one on her chin,
flying her into the chair behind her. Harold just sat and took in the sight of
her sprawled on the chair while Sarah sobbed and struggled to catch her
breath. After about ten minutes she had recovered enough to talk.
" I don't care about the benefits. Get out of my house!"
" This isn't about benefits anymore, whore. What do you think that the penalty
will be for trying to bribe me for my signature with these pictures of
yourself?"
" You took the pictures."
" No, when I turned down your benefits you tried to bribe me. Do you know that
is 3 years, minimum, in prison. How do you think your kid will like 3 years of
foster homes? Gee,
I might even lose his placement records and not be able to find him for you
when you get out... Now get over here and keep the arms down."
Sarah saw how well everything was planned. With no other options she got
out of the chair and walked over to Harold. He spent a long time just looking
at her. No one, not even a doctor or a lover had looked at her so close.
Embarrassment was joining anger and her face and chest flushed to a beautiful
rose color. Then he began touching her. Reaching up, he started at her face
and neck, but soon was caressing the soft skin of her breasts. Pinching her
nipples he found that he could draw out milk. Then as it ran over her breasts
and down her stomach he bent to lick it up.
" Mmmm, sweet. I didn't plan on you feeding me while I was here, but it's a
welcome bonus."
Then, using her nipples as handles, he grasped them both with his
forefingers and thumbs and pulled her closer to him. Tears sprang again to her
eyes and she had no choice but to move closer, now standing directly in front
of him. Sarah closed her eyes as he brought his face to her breast, but she
couldn't help but feel it, as his lips locked around her left nipple and drew
it into his mouth. He drank greedily for a few minutes until she worked up the
courage to ask him to save some for the baby. He complied but only because she
had reminded him that the child was there in the next room and would probably
wake soon. So, pulling his head back, he turned his attention to other
matters.
There were just a few stretch marks on her stomach, on the skin above her
pubic area, but somehow it added to, instead of detracting from, her beauty.
Then there was the tangle of bright red hair below. Harold was close enough to
get small a whiff of her natural aromas, and he made a big show of it, adding
to her humiliation. Sarah felt his hands start at her ankles and make there
way slowly up her calves to her thighs. The n they moved around her to her
buttocks. One hand squeezed while the other wormed in between to play
with her asshole.Kept his eyes on hers while he did so, and she knew it was
just to add to misery by showing her that he could and would do anything that
he wanted. He moved his hands back to the front and still holding her eyes
with his, began to ca ress her crotch.
" Keep your eyes open, bitch, and spread your legs."
Tears ran down her cheeks and she did what she was told, moving her legs
about 8 inches apart.
" More, you stupid cow, can't you see how big my fingers are? I need alot of
room to work with."
Sarah complied, her feet now about 2 feet apart. His gaze left her eyes
now to view the treasure below. Using the thumbs of each hand, he spread apart
the hair to uncover her labia. Then after pausing to look at his prize for a
moment he bent fo rward. Sarah felt his lips touch her most private part and
then his tongue. Oral sex was not something that she did regularly with her
boyfriends back home, and then never on her. Having him do this to her made
her feel like a thing instead of a pers on, a possession, which is exactly how
he wanted her to feel. Pulling his head away from her now spit soaked labia,
Harold again caught her eyes with his. Then he slowly inserted one, two, and
finally three thick fingers into her vagina. Digging his fingernails into the
walls of skin enveloping his invading digits, Harold enjoyed the look of agony
that possessed her delicate features and the barely stifled scream. After
several minutes of exploring and pumping inside her, Harold removed his
fingers and leaned back on the couch.
" Okay, whore, I've shown what I can do. Now it's your turn. Get down here and
take out your new playthings."
" Please, there must be another way. I'll move away, I'll get a job and pay
you."
" Bitch, I'm getting right now the only things you have to pay me with. But
don't worry, I've got plans for your future employment. But for now I want to
see how good that mouth of yours is."
Sarah sank down to her knees in front of him and unfastened his belt and
pants. With another look from Harold she reached into the opening and felt for
his cock. The teenager couldn't believe what she felt in there! Gently
pulling his member from his pants she estimated it to be at least 10 inches
long and too far around for the fingers on one of her hands to wrap all the
way around and touch together. Never in her limite d experience had she seen
a man's penis even close to this size. " If you just sit there 1 more second
I am going to slap you across the room. Now get sucking."
Sarah bent her head over his lap and began to suck him as best she could.
Remembering what past boyfriends liked, she spent a couple of minutes licking
the shaft and balls. Then she took the head into her mouth, desperately hoping
that if she got him off then he might leave her home. But no matter how hard
she tried she just couldn't get much more than the crown inside. Harold
noticed her problem.
" What's the matter cunt? You need some help?"
That said, he put his hands on the back of her head and started to push
her down. But in that position even he couldn't get more than half in. Then
Harold had a flash of brilliance. He pulled her body around so that they were
in a kind of 69 position, Sarah was bent a little backwards because he wasn't
laying down, only leaning back. It put a tremendous strain on her back and
neck, but Harold didn't care, as long as she was in the position to give him
the most pleasure. Now he forced the rest of his cock into her mouth and down
her throat, making her struggle for every bit of air on his backstrokes. He
also got the bonus of being able to eat out her fresh little pussy some more.
Harold was so worked up by this time that he didn't last ten minutes. After he
filled her mouth and throat with his cum, Sarah tried to take her head from
his crotch, but Harold just held on until he started to recover some of his
former size and excitement.
" Good, little cock-sucker, there might be hope for you yet. Now climb up onto
the saddle here and lets go for a ride."
The broken young woman moved around so that she was sitting on his lap,
facing him. Grasping her hips with his hands, Harold showed her that he
wanted her to rub her spit moistened cunt up and down against his semi-hard
dick. Moving her cunt against his manhood, Sarah could feel him regaining his
former size and hardness. Then after he was sure that she had the rhythm that
he wanted, Harold took his hands from her wai st and grasped the sides of her
head. He slowly pulled her head towards his.
" I'm a little upset that you haven't thanked me for all the help that I'm
giving you. The least you could do is give me a nice sloppy kiss for going so
far out of my way to grant your benefits. Oh, and I like alot of tongue, and
rub your tits against me while you do it."
Sarah could barely even think. Here she was being molested by this man in
her own house and he just kept demanding more and more from her. She almost
threw-up on him then, but the thought of what he might do to her kept the bile
down. Moving with his hands, she pressed her sweet lips against his. Then, as
he opened his mouth, she did hers and felt his tongue enter between her teeth.
It moved around, touching ever ywhere, and playing with her tongue. Again she
felt the urge to vomit, but stifled it. As his tongue withdrew, he sucked hers
into his mouth. They kissed for several minutes until she felt him reach for
her breasts and begin to mercilessly pinch her sensitive nipples. Sarah
screamed into his mouth. Then she remembered that she was supposed to be
rubbing against him. As she started moving her chest on his, he stopped
pinching her and jerked open his shirt so that he could feel her movements
bette r. This continued for what seemed to Sarah to be a long time, until she
noticed that the already large bulge that her crotch was rubbing against had
finished growing. If anything it was bigger than before, and the poor teenager
had no idea how she would fit it all in her, as that was surely the next thing
that he would demand. As if he were reading her mind, Harold finally pushed
her face away fr om his.
" Now, sit up straight bitch. Go ahead and put my cock in your pussy, I want
to be done before the brat wakes up and breaks my concentration. But that
doesn't mean you have to hurry. I want to feel every inch going in."
" Please no, let me suck you again. You'll enjoy it, I'll make it good for
you."
Harold didn't even answer her. He just reached both hands up to her
breasts and grabbed her nipples again, this time not just pinching, but
twisting too. Sarah let out a shriek loud enough to wake the baby.
" See what you did, bitch? Now I got to listen to that. You better get to work
before it gets hysterical in there."
Sarah reached down between her legs and guided his huge prick to the
entrance of her tunnel, then slowly pressed down on it. The invader was so big
in her tight vagina that every painful inch felt like losing her viginity all
over again. It took her several minutes to take it all. During that time
Harold amused himself by pulling her red pubes out one at a time. Once it was
all in she relaxed a bit until the sound of the baby's cries penetrated the
fog that had enveloped her. As the sounds grew louder to her they had the same
results that they would have at any other time. Her breasts began to swell as
her milk dropped and the abused nipples began to leak milk. All this didn't
escape Harold's n otice and he suckled, alternating between her breasts until
he felt his orgasm building.
" Here we go whore, go faster, faster, aaauuugghhh! .... God that was good."
Harold grabbed her and held her nude body against his while the afterglow
lasted. When he regained his breath he pushed her upright.
" Are you done with me now? Please leave me alone and let me be with my baby."
Harold couldn't hold back a laugh. He grabbed her head and drew her face
to his.
" Done with you? I haven't even started. From now on you're mine. You'll do
what I want, when I want, and how I want or I will make sure that you never
see your baby again. I'll be here tomorrow at about 3 o'clock. You better be
waiting here for me or I'll swear out a warrant for you and put you away. Oh,
and I'll probably bring a friend or two with me, so make sure you look good."
Harold dressed and walked Sarah, naked and dazed, to the door with him.
" So, how does it feel to have a full-time job? Bye, bitch."
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