Shattered Facade

"Listen, it's better that he chose you over doing something to his real daughter, right?" Emma said, guessing what was on Suzy's mind. The petite girl stared out the window as they drove to the next location; one of Emma's. "Everyone's got their kinks, and I mean everyone." They pulled into an apartment complex parking lot.

"I still feel gross. I...I don't think I can do this. I don't WANT to do this." Suzy replied, still looking out the window. Emma knew this was a critical moment. Emma parked, sighed, and grabbed her phone. "See this?" she said, holding the screen up. "That's all yours, and you've only been active for what, two days?" Suzy sighed, and looked at the account balance. It was already more than her father made in a month. "I mean, you could go into massive debt and flip burgers for a few years if you want. Not me."

"This isn't about you, you fucking sociopath!" Suzy blurted out, wiping another tear away. "I feel sick! This is so fucking degrading..." she said, shaking her head. "He held my head and fucked my throat while fantasizing about his daughter, and I... I didn't stop him! You've manipulated me into this for your own sick fucking pleasure, and I'm fucking done! I'd rather stay with that fat fucking pervert than spend another minute with you!"

Suzy turned to cast a hateful sneer at her tall cousin for doing this to her. She wasn't expecting to see Emma's eyes welling up with tears and lip quivering. Something she said had cut deep. "Emma..." she said, softening her tone unconsciously. Since her parents had separated, she'd consoled her mother many times after she'd drank a whole bottle of wine and broke down into a sobbing mess.

"No. No, you're right." Emma said, a tear rolling down her face. "I'm just a heartless fucking whore, just like they said. I've got to go suck this disgusting pervert's cock, and then I'll take you home. You can stay with your friend or whatever. I don't give a shit anymore. " the lithe blonde said with quivering rage. Suzy was surprised so much that she temporarily forgot about her own despair. She wasn't expecting this. Suzy reached out to put her hand on Emma's shoulder, but the tall girl shrugged it off and quickly got out of the vehicle. She called out to her, but Emma slammed the door shut.

Suzy was stunned. What had happened to Emma that made her this way? She snapped out of it. "No, Suzy. Don't let her make this about herself." she said, and then it dawned on her. She had said "they". Something, or someone, had done something terrible to her cousin. "Heartless. Whore. Sociopath." Suzy said again to herself. These words hurt her cousin deeply. "Jesus, Em. What did they do to you?" she thought as she sat in the SUV.

A few minutes later, her notification sounded. It was Emma. Suzy glanced at the rundown apartment building, taking in her surroundings with a clearer head for the first time. This was low rent or government housing. Emma wasn't getting a lot for whatever she was doing.

"Here. Hope this makes you feel better. " Emma said with a link to a video. Suzy took a breath, bracing herself for what she was about to see. She clicked the link, and was shocked. She'd expected to see a frat boy type, or at least an older handsome gentleman. Suzy realized why her cousin found random attractive guys to fuck when she saw Emma's "client."

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"Jesus, Em..." Suzy said, realizing her cousin had been working pretty hard for her money indeed. She watched as the beautiful girl knelt before the disgustingly overweight man in his filthy apartment and sucked his filthy cock. Suzy zoomed in to see Emma's face. It was expressionless; mechanical. She wasn't enjoying this. She was dealing with it.

Her own encounter in a nice house with, she had to admit, a clean and respectful man wasn't nearly as degrading as what her cousin was doing. Suzy closed the video. She didn't want to see what else her cousin was about to do.

15 minutes later, Emma appeared at the door of the apartment complex; walking with her head down. She opened the door, sat down, and started the vehicle. Suzy didn't know what to say. "Em, listen, I'm sorry for..." was all she got out.

"Save it." Emma said angrily with a slight rasp in her voice as she was starting the engine. "I'm going to drop you off at home and get to work. I've got a lot more stops to make." she said before turning the radio up loud enough that it drown out any possibility of conversation. Suzy didn't know what to do or say. She was more confused than ever. They drove in silence with an upbeat pop song blaring on the radio. 15 minutes later, they were back at the mansion.

"Go on, get out." Emma said, leaning over to open Suzy's door for her. Suzy saw the stern, angry expression on Emma's face that was betrayed by a sniff of the nose and quick wipe of a tear from her lovely face. What had happened to her?

"Em, I'm sorry, okay? I just don't understand what happened to you. The last time I was here, we were playing on swingsets and giggling about kissing boys. Now, you're so..."

"Do you know what my "mother" got me for my 18th birthday beside the SUV?" Emma interjected. Suzy took a breath and braced herself. "A bottle of wine to "celebrate." You wanna take a guess what happened after I drank it?" Suzy's mind raced, but she shook her head. "Most people get 18 swats on their ass. I got spanked, alright..."