text: [Themes: modern]
  
  Antagonizing her isn't going to help you and you did come to her for advice so you maintain your calm demeanor. You just hope it doesn't result in some sort of physical abuse.
  
  "Kelly I'm just asking you for help since I acknowledge the fact that you have looked out for me in the past. Obviously you're right, Mom's guidelines didn't work out for me since you're so strong and independent and I'm not."
  
  Kelly's eyebrows raise and you almost think she's going to smile. She doesn't, but at least she doesn't seem to be as agitated anymore either.
  
  "Well maybe you HAVE seen the light at last. Took you long enough. (Sigh) Alright I'll help you out, but you have to do what I say exactly because I know what's best. Are you willing to do that?"
  "Okay."
  "Alright then, let's go." Kelly says as you both begin to walk and talk.
  "Where are we going?"
  "You said you wanted a job, well I'm going to get you one where I work."
  "The roller rink?"
  "There? No, I doubt if you'd last five seconds being a roller girl. I was talking about the other job I have down in the warehouse district."
  "Um...there? But that's illegal and I don't think I'd be able to fight any better there either."
  "Not to fight you airhead. To be a ring girl."
  "A ring girl? I don't think I'm pretty enough."
  "You always were lacking in confidence. Trust me considering the skeezers I've seen hanging out down there as so called eye candy, you're already ahead of the pack. Besides, the audience is filled with a bunch of drunk testosterone laden idiots, you'll do just fine."
  
  When you get to Kelly's car, you start to panic.
  
  "I dunno if I can do this. Displaying my body for pay. It seems so wrong."
  "Oh fuck Suzy, I thought you were trying to change you pathetic status in life! And if you're serious about doing that, you're going to have to get a little dirty. I dunno what you're worried about anyway; I'm going to be there to save your timid ass if things get out of hand as always. Now are you coming or have I been wasting my fucking time?"
  
  Meekishly you enter the car and the pair of you drive off.
  
  You're already nervous about this and when Kelly starts driving in progressively more run down areas, you begin to feel even more so. You attempt to make conversation to keep your mind off things.
  
  "So uh what exactly goes on in these things?"
  "Well it's pretty simple. There's a crowd of degenerate gamblers around a ring. Two people enter the ring. They proceed to beat the fuck out of each other until one of them can no longer proceed. People collect their money. The end. It's just like ultimate fighting except there aren't as many professionally skilled people and there aren't as many stupid rules that get in the way."
  "I didn't think there were that many women in this sort of thing."
  "There aren't. I'm fighting guys most of the time, though one of the few rules they adhere to is a weight class system. So it's not like I'm going against a fucking muscle-bound steroid junkie most of the time. After all it is supposed to be a good show too and they want the matches to at least be somewhat evened out. I'm pretty much accepted now there though. I'm kicked enough balls that they know I'm not one to be fucked with and can handle myself."
  
  You hesitate to ask, but you can't help yourself.
  
  "Do you take steroids?"
  "Ha ha ha ha! You sounded like Mom, which I guess isn't surprising. Well since we're getting all sisterly and all I might as well tell you. Yeah, I used to take them, but I stopped since I decided that I'd like to at least remain female even if I wasn't some beauty. I'm probably addicted to pain killers though. Oh well shit happens right?"
  "I guess."
  
  Soon Kelly pulls up to an abandoned warehouse. Its pretty deserted now, but you're guessing later on tonight it won't be. A couple of dubious individuals peep their heads out
  
  "Here we are, let me do all the talking."
  "What do I do?"
  "Just stand there and look pretty as usual."
  
  As you follow Kelly into the warehouse the two men who you saw earlier stand armed as another fatter man comes to greet you both.
  
  "Ah Killer Kelly always a pleasure. You're here very early. I hope you haven't come to convince me that you deserved more money for that last match because I thought we had settled that, disagreement."
  "No Steve, that's settled, I'm here about something else. Namely my sister here."
  "Oh?" Steve says as he eyes you up and down lustfully, making you very uncomfortable.
  "She wants a job and I figured you could help me out, us being friends and all."
  "Why of course! But surely this pretty little thing is no fighter is she?"
  "No, but I know you're always looking for more ring girls, and well obviously since your tongue is hanging out you believe she qualifies."
  "Oh yes, she qualifies, but let's go to my office and discuss this in more detail."
  
  All five of you head towards the office and every instinct in your body is telling you to get out, but then you remember your sister telling you that she'll be looking out for you. She's always been mean, but she's never lied to you.
  
  The office isn't anything unusual and Steve continues talking with Kelly the whole time, until he sits down and begins to address you directly.
  
  "So you willing to walk around a ring holding a card for a few minutes while drunks gawk and scream at you?"
  "I guess so."
  "You willing to dress in a skimpy outfit that shows off those tits and that ass you've got covered?"
  "Uh...yeah."
  "You willing to suck my cock?"
  "What?"
  "I said are you willing to suck my cock darling? Your sister did mention that as a pre-requisite didn't she?"
  
  You look at Kelly in horror.
  
  "Heh, well by that expression, I can see she didn't."
  "Kelly! You mean you blew this guy to get this job?"
  "Hah! I wouldn't let Kelly near my dick! She's a dyke anyway. No only ring girls get this special privilege. So let's get to it."
  
  Steve starts to unzip his pants while his two goons just smirk. Kelly's expression hasn't changed. She looks as serious as ever.
  
  "Kelly, I don't think I can do this..." you say.
  "Oh fuck Suzy what's the fucking problem? So you suck a little dick to get a job, it's not the end of the goddamn world! I told you before; you're going to have to get a little dirty if you want to function in the real world! DO NOT make me look like a fucking asshole right now by backing out!"
  
  You feel so scared, outnumbered and overwhelmed right now.
  
  > do it
  Reluctantly you agree, but definitely not because you want to, but more because you feel scared and pressured right now.
  
  Tearfully you go towards Steve who begins to fondle your breasts and run his hands generally all over your body.
  
  "Oh yeah, you're nice. Don't be scared little darling. Nobody's going to hurt you here."
  
  You get on your knees before Steve who pulls his dick out and begins stroking it, but is getting dismayed by your reluctance. At this point your sister Kelly speaks up.
  
  "Erm, Steve. I think this would go easier for my sister if there wasn't an audience. As you might've noticed she's a bit on the shy side."
  "Yes, yes, whatever. All of you get out."
  
  Steve's goons look a bit disappointed, but comply. You sister leaves as well. You could swear she had a grin on her face as she was leaving.
  
  "Alright sweetie, we've wasted enough time, get to work." Steve says and shoves your face in his crotch.
  
  It has to be one of the more awful things you've smelt and it definitely tastes just as bad. You begin to cough.
  
  "Bitch you better not vomit on my dick!" Steve orders, but you're having a very hard time with that order.
  
  Being a virgin, you haven't even done this before. So you're sort of fumbling around a lot. True you've watched porn on the internet out of curiosity and you're attempting to mimic what you remember those ladies (or guys in some cases) did, but you're just not a natural at it seems. Either that or the smell and the entire degrading situation is really distracting you.
  
  Once again Steve begins to get agitated.
  
  "Christ have you ever done this before? Here!" he says and put his hands on your head and push it back and forth himself. You'd probably choke on his dick with this technique if his dick wasn't so small. As it is your head is partially ramming into the flab of his gut, so you're still not getting much air.
  
  Steve continues to violate your mouth and says how much you're a whore and how you enjoy this. You absolutely don't though and the only thing you can do as the salty taste invades your mouth is close your eyes and pretend you're someplace else.
  
  "Swallow you fucking whore!" he shouts in ecstasy and at that point a shot is heard.
  
  "Ack!" Steve shouts as he cums in your mouth. You gasp and gag for air and manage to break free while more cum shoots from his dick and all over your face. You immediately start spitting and throwing up in the corner, still not realizing what has happened.
  
  "Teach you to cheat me, motherfucker. Now where's that safe combination?" you hear your sister say.
  
  You finally look behind you, still hacking up cum and attempting to wipe it off your face along with tears.
  
  "Kelly?"
  "Yeah, I'm here. I told you, that I wouldn't let anyone hurt you. Glad you trusted me." She says as she searches Steve who lies in a slump in his chair and a big hole in his head. "Hah! Knew he had the combo written down, this fucker could never remember anything."
  
  Kelly gleefully proceeds to open the floor safe hidden nearby, though not too hidden since Kelly knew where it was. You on the other hand are still trying to come to grips with what just happened.
  
  "Didn't let any one hurt me?! You let this bastard rape my mouth! And for what?"
  "For this! All this lovely loot!" Kelly says thrusting a wad of bills in your face, which you don't like considering that you've had your fill of having anything thrust in your face today. You're beyond fear now and moved on to outrage and anger.
  
  "For money?! You could've just killed him without me!"
  "True, but it would've been much harder. He had those bodyguards with him at all times, your distraction was just what I needed."
  "Bullshit! You did this to me for your own twisted pleasure!"
  "Did I?" your sister smiles. "Maybe. But I also did it for the money and revenge.
  "Revenge on me or him?"
  "Perhaps both. And I didn't make you do anything. You could've backed out. I would've been pissed of course, but you still could've backed out. So you took a shot in the mouth, so fucking what? I told you before that you were going to have to get a little dirty to make it in the real world. I'm going to give you half of this money for helping me anyway. Buy yourself a box of mouth wash or some shit. Hell the guy's dead now, it's not even like he can brag about it. Here help me with this money."
  
  Not knowing what to do, you comply to your sister's orders again. You and her put it all in a bag and leave, but not before Kelly kicks Steve and his chair over.
  
  "And I'm not a dyke you fucking asshole!" she says.
  
  You pass one of the dead guards on the way back, then another near the exit. They showed no evidence of being shot. You guess that Kelly killed them with her bare hands.
  
  Kelly and you drive off and you begin to ask about the cops or any other criminals that might miss Steve.
  
  "Nah, don't worry about the cops. They'll probably throw a party. Steve's just another dead criminal. No serious investigation. And as for other criminals, they'll probably throw a party too. Nobody's going to miss him. Look, I'm sorry for what happened to you, but you needed a wake up call. You needed to understand that the real world is based on sacrifices. You made a sacrifice and the pay off was bigger than the sacrifice. Wish I could've learned that lesson a lot sooner and quicker instead of putting my body through hell and waking up in pain every morning."
  
  While Kelly's unique "lesson" might have a point, all it makes you feel is violated and used. All her abuse over the years doesn't even compare to this twisted little endeavor. And she wants you to be thankful? Fuck that, and fuck her. You see the gun she used to kill Steve next to her and grab it.
  
  "Suzy what the fuck are you doing?"
  "Teaching you a lesson too, that you can't abuse people for years and get away with it!"
  
  Kelly is momentarily surprised, but then reverts back to calmness.
  
  "If you shoot me, you'll have a hell of a time getting back home, with two bags of stolen money, a bloody car and a dead body collapsed on the steering wheel and gas pedal."
  "That's why you're pulling over."
  "Hah! The hell I am. Nice try, but you didn't think this through. Should've waited until we got home where you wouldn't have been at my mercy as much, though you probably would've lost your nerve if you waited. Maybe just as we got in this car? Oh well doesn't matter you missed your opportunity."
  "I'm telling you to pull over now!" you say jamming the gun into her head.
  "Ohh, you ARE mad. Never seen this side of you before. Maybe you should've been like this when Steve was shoving his little dick in your mouth. God, that had to be horrible. What a first time for a blow job eh? Well at least his fat ass wasn't laying on top of you. Give it up Suzy. You're not going to kill me. You don't have it in you to take the risk. I'm being understanding right now because you've obviously snapped from the wake up call to reality, but you continue to shove that gun at my head and I'm going to be less understanding. Trust me on that."
  
  > put the gun away
  Kelly's right. Shooting her now wouldn't be a good idea and you put away the gun. The pair of you remain silent for the rest of the trip home and eye each other warily.
  
  When you get home you get out of the car and grab your bag of money from the back seat without another word. Peter and his buddy Kevin are outside filming something irrelevant, but when they see you and Kelly their attention is turned.
  
  "Hey Suzy, whatcha got in the bag?" Kevin says while attempting to touch you. You're in no mood for his antics and you swing the bag of cash into his head. He falls to the ground and you proceed to pistol whip the shit out of him.
  
  "Holy shit! This is great stuff!" Peter says pointing the camera at you.
  "Open your fucking mouth you little bitch!" you scream into Kevin's ear. When he complies you start jamming the pistol into his mouth and scream even more at him. The scene you're causing in public makes all the neighbors head inside. Even a couple of the Morningstar clan make haste for their compound.
  
  "DON'T YOU EVER FUCKING TOUCH ME AGAIN!" are your last demands to Kevin who is more than willing to capitulate to your threats. You then warn Peter that if he keeps stealing your clothes you're shoving the gun up his ass and pulling the trigger. He backs off as well.
  
  Kelly meanwhile is laughing at you abuse the pair of them.
  
  "See, told you it did you some good. Now try to channel that energy into something more useful. You got a bunch of money now to help you get started." Kelly says before going into the house.
  
  And so you do. With the money you use it to get yourself an apartment and move out that lunatic asylum you used to call home. You also enroll into the local college and get a part time job there.
  
  It's a start of a brand new life for you and it isn't exactly easy, but you're better prepared to handle it now.
  
  And as much as you're loathed to admit it, Kelly was right.