(MF, oral, light BDSM)
"I don't know what to do, Kat".
I was shocked when Kaity called me up in the middle of the night. Kaity's always had her shit together. She's a genius pre-med student at UCLA, where she has tons of friends and admirers, and leads a Youth Ministry for her Korean Baptist Church. She is beautiful, smart (a bit geeky), and totally responsible - seemingly a woman of the world. Among our circle of high school friends, she was the natural leader.
We first met in kindergarten, when our Korean moms thought it was cool for us to play together. We're both mixed, with blue-eyed fathers. Every one said we looked like twins, and our resemblance seemed to get even stronger as we grew older. For as long as I can remember, we've called each other "sis". In junior high, we even dressed alike and were interested in the same things.
That changed a bit when we got to high school. While she stayed a straight A student on track for the best universities, I became a crazy high school cheerleader who made out with the cute boys when I should have been in class. I graduated from high school with a baby in my belly. The baby's father left me behind for a football scholarship. I went on trying to find the good life that I know I deserve with a string of men and jobs that went nowhere.
Don't get me wrong, though - I have done all right for myself. I know my way around, and I've had a ton of fun partying with awesome friends while dealing with the drama and bullshit. I've made hella bank, have a killer place and a paid off Camaro in the garage, while Kaity's still living the student life.
Throughout it all, Kaity has been there for me. She loves me, though I know she does not approve of my choices. She'll just sigh, shake her head and say "Oh Kat". She just doesn't get sometimes how much easier she's had it than me. I wonder how'd she do with all the fucked up shit that I've had to deal with.
"What's the problem, sis?" I asked.
I love my sis, but it fell hella good to have her need my help.
She paused and let out a deep sigh.
"I need to raise $5200 fast. I was put in charge of raising the money for our ministry to send a mission team to Korea. We raised $4800 but some donors I found didn't come through. Also, some of the young members may have spent some funds without thinking."
"Oh, fuck, how much did those little shits spend?" I asked.
"Language, Kat," admonished Kaity. " About $2000 on a car repair - but don't worry about that, and hundreds on a fundraising dinner that raised little. I can deal with that. But the head of the whole church is counting on that money by tomorrow. The worldwide church tasked me with this mission and I need to deliver or else."
If she only knew where I was, and what I was doing at that moment.
"Oh, sh...ooot," I said., correcting myself. "I can give you about $200, but as for the rest? By tomorrow, that is rough". "Why don't you ask your parents?" I asked.
"The leader told us not to ask from close family members. I think because they'll be making another call for funds soon enough. Besides my Mom and Dad already pay for my college and all my expenses, so I don't want to ask them. Especially for something that's not for me. You know what I mean.
"You're my last resort, Kat. You've always been resourceful. Any ideas?" Kaity asked.
Her last resort? So she asks everybody else for help, but when her shit friends don't come through, she turns to me. I still love my sis though.
"Like I said, by tomorrow, that's freaking impossible," I replied.
"All I have to do is have the money lined up," she said. "Maybe I can have them write a check and I can put the funds in later. Kat, you're my only hope."
"OK, lemme think.," I replied. That Star Wars reference made me feel a little of the dark side. First, I tediously went through a list of goody goody places to get money. She was smart, so I knew she had already gone through them, but I wanted to get them out of the way.
"Katrina!" She said using my real name to make a point. "Like I said, I have already covered those."
" I was wondering if maybe, I dunno, one of your, you know, special friends, might be willing to make a donation. To maybe save their soul," she said.
And there the worm fucking turned. After a string of loser jobs, I had turned to stripping. I was really fucking good at it and I worked my way up to the top clubs in LA as a headliner. Soon, I started doing private appointments with high-class executives, agents, even some actors and athletes. I have an awesome client list full of names you know, who do things you would not believe.
In fact, I had a Big Guy from LA's other pro basketball team hanging by his ankles from a bar right in front of me. I put my whip down to take Kaity's call.
"Kaity, are you saying you want me to sleep with rich powerful men to raise money for your sacred church mission?" I asked as I took the Big Guy's big cock into my warm mouth.
"Oh, no no no,... heavens, no" she nervously laughed. "Kat! I could never.. I mean, um, you, .." she sputtered and then took a deep breath. "But maybe you could get them to donate some money for a good cause, like how whatshisname bought you that big screen TV and the other man fixed your car." The Big Guy started to groan, and I put the bottom on my high heels on his lips. He licked it, which even I thought was gross.
She was right, I had these motherfuckers literally under my heel licking the bottom of my shoes. I was what one millionaire called a "unicorn" - a big titted Asian girl. I have an Asian face with a curvy body like Kate Upton. I look smart, classy and slutty all at once.
Most of our Asian friends are more typically tiny-titted, but Kaity is like me - even bigger up top most of the time with her perfect 36 double D's tits and smooth round booty. I remember trying on clothes with her once and thinking her body was like that girl from "2 Broke Girls" and "Thor."
I thought that God was playing tricks by giving such a pure young girl such a slamming body. She should have been here with me making money and living large. We could take on a whole team at once with our mouths, big tits, assholes and cunts.
"I'm sorry, Kaity, I just can't ask for something like that, especially now that I am pregnant. I have been out of commission for months and I am not even sure I am going back. You don't want me to go back to that life, do you? I mean, wages of sin, and all," I told her as I went back down on the Big Guy's 9-inch dick.
