Russia is a land of many contradictions. For example, child prostitution is illegal, but child pornography is not. Go figure.
I'd flown to Moscow, as a reporter, having hired a 'guide' through an agency - my Russian being at about the level of a twelve year old's. I was in Moscow to do a piece on the underground sex industry - the agency hadn't batted an eye at my request. I was met at the airport by a quite attractive young lady - which surprised me - I was expecting some seedy old man, or something...
She guided me to a splinter-new black Mercedes - and off we drove.
"You do know why I'm here?"
"Yes - something about the underground sex-scene, here in Moscow - you're a writer."
"Do you know the underground?"
"I know the swinger clubs quite well," and with that, she laughed. Her black page-boy shimmering under the streetlights as we entered the city - her face so white it looked as if she'd never seen the sun - her make-up was a bit much for me - the crimson lipstick, rouge, and the black brush strokes meant to accentuate her eyes - but if she'd been a catalogue bride, I'd have ordered her.
I checked in to my hotelroom, then met Ikatherina back down at the bar -
"Aren't you tired?" she asked.
"No, I'd like to begin tonight."
"Let's do it." - Her accent so incredibly sexy - I actually thought of ditching my story altogether and taking her up to my hotelroom for the entire three day stay.
Back in the car.
"What is it you're looking for - let's see if we can find it."
"I've heard the trade in children here is remarkable."
"Oh, well - that's what you're writing about?"
"Oh, well - I hardly know where to begin."
"Start with the 'hardly'." I placed my hand on her leg - black leather pants and all, so I probably didn't make much of an impression - but she was cool with it.
"There's a sex shop - the biggest in Moscow, I think - they carry lots of child pornography. We could start there." "Let's."
We speeded down this main drag - and there was this McDonald's there - just closing up - and there were twenty cash registers in the joint - I couldn't believe it, and I laughed.
"That's the fucking hugest McDonald's I've ever seen in my life!"
"Yes, we love McDonald's." Then she turned serious. "This is not good stuff we're doing. You're not some kind of spy, are you?" "Would it turn you on if I were?"
She turned and smiled at me - I would've leaned in and kissed her, but she was driving so goddamned fast.
We arrived at this corner porno shop - brightly lit, doing a brisk business - a porno theater beside it - some strip joints, I think, along the street.
We walked in together - I perused the scene - pretty much the same shit all over the world - but this was an upscale operation - and huge by any standards - there were three whorily dressed ladies walking up and down the aisles - and one behind the counter - maybe two dozen customers - men in coats - I took Ikatherina's hand, and we sauntered down the main aisle - she took on the puffiness of being a whore, just to appear natural being with a man in such a place.
As we arrived at the SM section one of the girls passed us - giving us the once over - twice - I swatted Ikatherina on the butt, then leaned in to whisper "Is the KGB wearing teddybears nowadays?" She giggled.
She leaned in, "There's no such thing as the KGB anymore. Russians steal - that's part of our charm - I think these whores are simply here to lessen the stealing."
And then we came upon it - a whole wall filled with books, magazines, and DVD's of child pornography. I was amazed.
"This is all legal?"
"There are no laws against child pornography in Russia."
And she saw, for the first time, that my interest went beyond professional - journalist, or whatever...
"What am I helping you to find? - You want to fuck a little girl?"
"Of course. But you're here to help me find the truth - to help me write a story."
She was no longer holding my hand.
"This is the craziest assignment I've ever had."
"I want in - I want to know what's going on here."
She led me over to the counter - she had this wild conversation with the whore there, which I couldn't follow, then we stormed out - got back in the car - drove in silence - and she dropped me off outside my hotel.
"Tomorrow I'll be here at 12am."
I didn't even jack-off - think the plane ride did me in.
She arrived precisely at twelve. I hopped in and we drove off.
"I've spoken to some friends, well, people. You wish to fuck a little girl, I take you."
"I'm into all kinds of extremes Ikatherina - I'd fuck an eighty year old for the kicks - the idea of fucking a child is so wild, I know - and I don't give a shit about your judgment - shit, I'd like to fuck you."
"Whatfor, when there's a child waiting to fuck you?"
"Yeah, well, fuck you!"
The rest of the trip, needless to say, was in silence.
We arrived at a villa part-ways out of the city. I got out, but she sat in the car.
"No,no,no,no,no - you come with me."
"Fuck!" - but she got out of the car and joined me.
We walked up this elegant stone path - and it was she who knocked on the door.
Friendly greeting - he was an older man, seemed amazed, as I had been at her beauty.
He led us in through a lavish house, into a den.
"You wish to know about child sex in Russia?" - He poured us tea himself.
"He wants to fuck a child." Ikatherina spurted, obviously harsh.
"Not so simple some that," he said to me in the best English he could muster. "No, what's your name?"
"No, this gentleman is a great writer, quite welcome here - you do not know who he is, but I do - "
She almost bowed to him.
"Let me tell you - this is land with many poor unfortunates - to sell a daughter or son into prostitution is no longer such a negative thing... You are privileged, right? Ikatherina? - Never knowing hunger? - Let me tell you, the world is askance. Yes, there are young girls here for your pleasure, Hr. ___ - but you must take this Ikatherina along with you, so she sees the real world - such a beautiful woman can only increase her beauty by being bound to the Earth's truths..."
She was scared - as maybe I should've been - being offered something for nothing...
He disappeared - a true miracle or magician's trick, seeing how old he was - and we were led to this lavish drawing room - I thought to take her hand...
'We're in deep shit' - were the only words which came from her eyes.
We were ushered, by another anonymous maid, into another smaller room - and sat there - suddenly the doors opened up, and we were presented with three darling blonde children - obviously sisters - they were wearing nothing but plain white cotton nightdresses - some Von Trapp family thing, I thought with a chuckle...
"This is sick," Ikatherina stated.
But I was kinda amused.
"You do the talking - no need to translate, I can catch the gist."
"Where do you come from?"
The oldest one spoke up - named some little town. The kids were all very polite - standing there in a row - the oldest probably eight - the other two six and maybe four.
"And what do you do here?"
"We make films."
"What kind of films?"
"All of you?"
"Yes - we've each done individual movies, but now we work mostly together."
The servant, seeing that we were real, left the room.
"Sit, please," I said.
"An American!" the oldest was overwhelmed - which infected the others. They sat together on a love-seat, all scrunched in tight together, wiggling their little bottoms to fit.
Ikatherina looked at me, lost - but I wanted her to take charge of the situation.
"What are your names?"
The oldest was Nadja, the six year old, Katya - and the oldest spoke up for the little one - Sonja. Ikatherina hearing the middle child's name was taken aback and addressed her directly.
"That's my name too." - and the little girl smiled shyly to her - us, then looked down.
"Do you know why you're here?" - I broke in.
"Master said we were to do whatever you wanted us to do."
"Take off you nightdresses."
They all stood, did as they were told, the oldest helping the little one. She carefully draped their nightdresses over the back of a nearby chair, then they all sat. All very thin - tiny pale nipples. Cheap white underwear across the board.
Ikatherina was fidgeting in her chair - averting her eyes from me, and from the girls - obviously this was difficult for her.
"Katya," I said, "Do you know how to give pleasure to a woman?"
"Stand up." She did. "Remove your underpants." She did - a tiny cleft on a chubby pussy. "Come over and give pleasure to Ikatherina."
The nymph simply strode over, dropped to her knees before my guide - and slowly pushed her hands up along her sides, thinking she might be able to pull the woman's leather pants down that way.
Ikatherina pushed her away, got up, and began pacing...
"What are you up to?"
I laughed. "I'm up to no good."
"I will not be a part of this!"
"You already are."
She was visibly upset, and stood in a corner facing away from us all - the six year old looked a bit stung - as if she'd done something wrong.
"Come and suck my cock, so."
She shuffled over to between my legs on her knees, found my zipper, undid the button of my pants, and I lifted up as this darling girl pulled my pants down - then my boxers - and my cock was standing at attention, and the little girl began kissing it, both hands on the shaft - placed her mouth over the head - and started giving me a beautiful little-mouth blow-job. The two other girls simply sat there side by side - watching their sister perform fellatio - as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
"You cum, and so we're out of here," Ikatherina pronounced, turning to see the scene, but averting her eyes.
"Nadja," I said, while little Katja was still at work on my knob, "take off your underpants."
She stood and did as she was told.
"Ikatherina," I snapped - she was taking in the blow-job, and glancing at Nadja's full nakedness - angry, defiant - but I saw a whisper of excitement in her eyes. "You pleasure Nadja - you do know how to pleasure a girl, don't you?"
She huffed - for a second I thought I'd lost her - totally hesitant - but she moved over, got on her knees before the child, and began licking.
I almost came, and had to push little Katja away for a moment - and watched fully clothed Ikatherina bent down and sucking the eight year old's cunt - and Nadja was very pleased, smiling at me, like it was an audition. She fell back on the love-seat, guess Ikatherina's tongue was forceful - and they continued like that, as I pulled Katja's head back to my crotch again.
It was a weird situation, I admit - and Sonja - the four year old, simply stared wide-eyed at her oldest sister's crotch, getting devoured by this strange beautiful woman.
"Sit on me, Katja."
She moved up and kneeled on the chair, forcing my legs together, then sank down, guiding my cock herself into herself - and she slowly sank - my god this was tight shit - unbelievably tight - I kissed her mouth, which opened immediately - though a hunched situation - I found her tight immature kissing to be as lovely as her cunt.
I looked up and saw Sonja, the little one, stand up and take off her underpants - she stood there frigging herself - her cunt opening quite easily, for a four year old.
"Ikatherina," I yelled - "take off all your clothes."
She did the strip-tease thing, but only for the benefit of Nadja - as if she'd fallen in love or something, though I watched her ass wiggle out of her thong as I reinserted my cock into Katja's incredibly tiny cunt...
Once she was naked, I knew I had her - and though she immediately went back to licking Nadja, I ordered her to lick Sonja.
She did what I asked without hesitation - scurrying over to before the tiny child on her knees.
I signaled to Nadja to come over to us, which she did - a bit concerned about her four year old sister.
But Ikatherina was well into the process of licking the little girl's cunt - she lapped and moaned like a hungry wolf - her own fingers furiously frigging her glistening cunt - I think it was clean-shaved - at least from my viewpoint it seemed so... and her asshole gaped and glistened...
"Lick your sister's asshole while I fuck her cunt."
And she did exactly that - catching our rhythm immediately.
It wasn't long before I came - though my member stayed hard in the tight little cunt for a long time - one of those things where you're spent, but the friction - even without motion, keeps you feeling your cock...
"Suck my cum out your sister's cunt," - I ordered.
And Nadja did - slurping wildly.
"Suck our juices off my cock." And Katja did exactly that - wild scene - she was hopping up and down on her older sister's mouth while she sucked my cock.
Seems Ikatherina had come a few times already, sucking little Sonja - she sighed and sighed, even bucked to her three fingers shooting rapidly in and out of her cunt - as if it were the end of the world.
We dressed, said goodbye to the girls, and they left - all in a row. Then I knocked on the door - though we were inside the house... the chambermaid came, gave us our coats, and ushered us out in to the snowy night.
We got in the car and drove off. Not a word between us.
But before she deposited me back at my hotel, I said "One more night."
She looked at me as if the devil had driven her to sanity - "Twelve a.m., I pick you up."
I know, I know - I could've taken that woman up to my hotel room and fucked the shit out of her - believe me, that was my first thought - but I was a little fucked-out - more interested in her style and beauty than her sex - that pang, you know, of falling in love - yet she was swimming in the middle of a nightmare I was making happen - so I let it go, for now...
I went up to my room and tried to relax - but Russian television ain't nothing to write home about - it was early, though dark already. I went downstairs, ordered a cab, and took off for the red-light district - the driver amused at having a lone American in his car - "This is very illegal, my friend." "I don't see no cops." "They're everywhere around us." - He dropped me off, and I gave him a big tip.
I went up to the first hooker I saw - cold out, I mean cold - so the idea of being a streetwalker here was quite radical - she was in a short dress, with a short fur coat wrapped around - heavily painted face - and her accent was either some little province or perhaps even foreign - she knew no English...
"I'm young girl."
"No - really young girl. I'll pay you your price if you help me find young girl."
"This is no good."
"Money is good." - and I waved it in her face.
"No promise. I know a man."
With that she tugged me down the sidewalk, led me through a narrow passageway - then knocked on a door.
It was a dank room - just a folding table and two chairs, bare concrete walls - there was shit on the table - wads of money, crack, cocaine, heroin - I don't know such stuff - and the dude was sitting there with sunglasses on - I almost laughed.
The whore was not welcome - and it looked to me as if the guy was going to lunge-out and kill her at any minute - as she rapidly explained who I was, and what I was looking for... which changed his cadence...
"What can I do for you?" - and he signaled for the whore to stand against the wall - like he was holding her hostage.
"I'm looking for a young girl."
"What age? - Now, don't be embarrassed - I know men's needs - I know girls still in diapers, who service men..."
This was all starting to look like a set-up - he was cheesy, the whore was all dramatic and shit - so I peeled off the rubles, handed them to the girl, and turned to the fool - "Maybe another time."
"No, no, no, no... you're not leaving! Tell me what you want, I'll send her to you."
"I'm at the hotel _____ ."
"Well, that's no good. So it'll have to be in a brothel. Tell me, come."
"Six or seven."
"Very good. Do you?" - and he spread his arms indicating the wares on his table.
"O.k." He shooed the whore out of the room - she ran quick - which kinda busted me - I guess I'd counted on her support as much as she had counted on mine... but so here I was alone with this bad de Niro impersonator.
He made a phone call from his cell - and reserved a girl for me.
"You have to travel a bit, it's in a suburb - I'll call a cab for you."
"What do I owe you?"
"Ah, well, you paid Anna - I get a share of that." - He was really quite friendly after all - we shook hands - I went out and took the cab.
It was at least a 20 clicks ride - and I was more than a little nervous - this could be a set-up... it was just a plain house I'd been dropped off in front of - I imagined my guts being splattered all over the sidewalk as I walked up the snow-covered walkway.
I knocked on the door, and was greeted by an energetic older woman - who smiled and curtsied to no end...
There, in the living room, were four girls, all naked, standing side by side in some formal line - all around that age I'd requested...
She introduced each child - but I didn't catch their names - I was fucking them all already -
I pointed to two - accidentally - being overwhelmed - and madam named a price, which was exorbitant - I worried if I had taxi fare back to my hotel - but I paid up, and the two girls gingerly took my hands, and led me back to a gaudy bedroom, with mirrored ceiling...
They both proceeded to undress me - not hurried, and with glee - and both gasped and undulated as my fully engorged cock was released into view...
I could never have imagined that two six year old girls could be such cock-whores - they licked and sucked my cock like they were fighting over some ice cream - really - they were hungry to suck cock - and in between kissed each other deeply and stripped their own clothes off - which got me harder than I'd ever been in my life... totally immature bodies - no tits, their skin flawless, and bare pussies totally innocent...
I ordered them in to a sixty-nine - which pleased them immeasurably - they attacked each other's cunts...
And the little pale scrawny butt which presented itself, I just had to lick - and she went wild - she liked having her butt-hole licked - thrashed about - and so I placed my member there, and sank in, ever so slowly, into the tightest hole I'd ever entered...
And soon I was fucking her asshole - deeply - and she thrust back at me - and I came... Oh too soon -
Then both girls whirled around and began sucking my cock again, licking my balls - fingers circling around my asshole... one girl's finger pressing in...
I got hard quick - and arranged the girls so they were lying next to each other on the bed - and they began kissing - and I spread the other girl's legs, crawled up between them, and inserted my throbbing cock into her cunt - so small, so wet and ready - I lasted a while - she even came, I think - she squealed in pleasure - and I deposited my seed in her...
I dressed, and took the long cab-ride home.
I slept hard.
The next morning, precisely 12 a.m. - Ikatherina came with her wagon. She was wearing dark sunglasses, as if her boyfriend had given her a black eye or something...
"A lead - to another place."
We drove in silence for about an hour.
"You're a shit-head, you know that?"
"I came to Moscow as a twelve year old - I was those girls - you're digging this all up inside me."
"Your inconvenience is touching, babe - but let's move on with it."
We drove - we drove and drove - past my inner alarm clock's mark.
"Where the fuck are we headed?"
"You'll find out," - and she smiled almost for the first time since I'd met her.
We ended up at this little farm house - so I was kinda freaked, not knowing where I was - and crawling out of the Mercedes was not an easy affair - the wind picked up the snow and damaged our faces... we entered the farmhouse - shook off the snow - and were greeted by two old toothless Russians - a man too old to be a father, a woman too fat to be anyone's wife -
But they were hospitable - and we drank tea. Ikatherina leading the conversation.
Afterwards we were led into a kinda shed, though it was insulated. There were two children there - the oldest maybe four, the youngest I'd guess to be around two - at most...
"This is what you wanted, right?" Ikatherina said as she pulled off almost everything from her body.
"I ain't into fucking two year olds," I said.
"She's for me."
The girls were used to the routine - though the two year old was still in diapers, and didn't exactly understand what was going on.
"Do you like to fuck," I asked the four year old - obviously having been given a date.
"Yes." - but I wondered about this whole set-up.
Ikatherina simply pulled the cloth diaper down - and began sucking the little baby's cunt - which made me hard instantly... so I undressed, and the four year old took off what little tattered clothes she had on...
I sucked her cunt a bit - sweet aroma - I wanted her wet - she obliged... then I sank my cock into her tiny cunt - all the while watching my guide sucking this infant's twat - she even twirled a little finger in and out of the child's asshole... weird, yeah, but I got into a rhythm of fucking this four year old - and came - but I was still hard - and fucked her again, watching Ikatherina suck the cunt of this infant beside us... she was working three fingers of her other hand in her own cunt the whole time - and obviously came at least twice... and at one point the infant pissed in Ikatherina's mouth - and she gurgled with pleasure...
"You can fuck her if you want," but I waved her off, "I'm having a good time here."
But she reached over and pulled me out of the tight four year old's cunt - who, surprisingly rolled over to the nightstand, pulled-out a cigarette, and lit up - Ikatherina grabbed my glistening cock and guided the head into the entrance of the two year old cunt - just my mushroom head could barely fit in a little ways - and Ikatherina gently milked my balls and jacked my staff - so after a few minutes I exploded inside the infant - and she held me there the whole time I was ejaculating - five or six huge convulsions. Then let me slip out, and dove into the little girl's messy cunt - eating my cum hungrily, while the four year old crawled over and began licking my cock clean, in between puffing her cigarette.
We had another cup of tea with the oldsters - like it was expected... fought our way out through the wind, then drove...
"Those were my daughters."
"I can't have them in Moscow and keep the job I have, so I've given them to my grandparents. And they, as they did with me and my sister - rent them out to strangers."
"So you were just sucking the cunt of your own two year old daughter?"
"I want to fuck your ass," I said. "When? Now?" "Yeah, but pull over." So she skidded over to the shoulder, and we comically climbed over the front seats into the back seat of the car - car still running so we had the heat - first me, then her. She spit in her hand and lubed her asshole - and we fucked like banshees for what seemed like an hour - her most perfect ass was mine - and she loved it.
After that, after another hour of her shitty, wondrous, high speed driving, she turned to me and in her sultry voice asked - "Have you got your story?"
"You're the story."
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