The trap slammed shut. There was no exit. Well, that Lenka managed to slip out the window, taking a small, but rather expensive prey. Suddenly, the man holding me tightly by the hand, like in handcuffs, stopped and angrily looked at me, as if reading my thoughts: “Who was with you? !!” I, having made a frightened face, began to cry: “Uncle, I was alone, let go me, please! ”But, apparently he was a hardened peasant and didn’t believe my word. Well, well, sometime my tricks will come to an end. I was the smallest in our gop company, and often my appearance misled even the guards who released me as an “innocent lamb”. Those who couldn’t spend it were our district police officer, who knew each of us and everything about us. But we did not play hide and seek with him. Cool it hurts him uncle. The man dragged me along a long corridor and pushed me into some room. Key grated in the lock. I looked around: not a single window, it seems, this is some kind of large storage room. Here were dumped some things, pieces of furniture. Having found a chair, I sat down in the midst of all this chaos and fell into thought.

Why did my mother give birth to me, I still do not know. Yes, and I never saw my dad. Mother looked at the world only through the glass of bottles, and the fuller the bottle, the kinder she was. The men changed from her every day. At first, they didn’t pay attention to me, but by the age of 13 I grew up from a duckling into a beautiful swan ... So at least my grandmother said, who came from somewhere to pick me up. But she failed, a heart attack, after one of the drunks, when she pushed another mother’s boyfriend, took her to the grave. Literally about a month later, one of my mother’s drinking companions in a drunken stupor deprived me of virginity rudely and violently. I grew up almost on the street, often sitting out in the basement with the same teenagers, and after this incident I left the house completely. I had nothing to regret; I was much more interesting and quieter with my peers. I learned to steal in stores, beg at the station and in the crossings, and, as I thought, lived quite well. A little later, older comrades taught to conquer the vents and any small spaces where you could pull something down. In the company there were those who were engaged in aiming, those who extracted and those who sold stolen goods. So flew a few years ... I, like all my friends, learned to drink, smelled something for the company and smoked something when the older ones brought it to our basement. We never shat where we lived and therefore the tenants treated us tolerantly, and the grannies even sometimes treated us to something, sympathizing and washing our parents with bones.

My eighteen-year-olds met storily, having eaten, got drunk and smoked, letting me go in a circle in the company. I liked this attention, this evening and night I was the queen of our basement rabble. In the morning the policeman came, to whom the neighbors from the ground floor complained, who listened to us all night and absorbed the smells from the basement. The policeman took the eldest, and we no longer saw them. Not even interested in their fate. These are the hard laws of the street. After a couple of months, I realized that I was pregnant and moved to my not drying mother. She took this news philosophically and drove me to some kind of grandmother who saved me from this burden, and at the same time from the ability to have children in the future. And I returned to my favorite basement. This time, Sasha brought us to a rich country house, where there were many valuable things and Lenka and I, as the smallest in size, had to endure a lot. But something went wrong and the owner returned to an empty house, catching me there right in the first room.

I looked around again, nda ... to retreat and nowhere to run. Unbearably wanted to use the toilet. I was not going to endure, because it is not known how long I was sitting here. I fumbled among the things and found an old plastic bucket.Having urinated into it, I put it in the far corner and lay down on a bunch of things. What time to lose? I will sleep even on a soft one, but I don’t know at all what will happen next.

I do not know how much I slept, but I woke up when someone shook me by the collar. I opened my eyes and saw a man, but it was different, the first one stood nearby and silently looked at us. Looking around me from head to toe, he grinned and pushed me toward the first one: “Lift her up!” We take tests, but until they are ready, you will put it in order. “The man again firmly took my hand and led me somewhere up ... A young man was bored in the room. When he saw me, he grimaced in disgust and put on rubber gloves. He opened a rather large suitcase, took out a syringe and a bag with things that I did not understand. The guys often said that such homeless people are sold to organs, and I decided that I would give my life dearly. Of course, it’s one thing to decide, but being able to bring it to life is quite another. The man who brought me held so tightly that I could not do anything. The second, taking a scalpel, in one motion cut all the clothes, which fell in a dirty heap at the feet. I could only accept what fate had prepared. They forced me to lie down on a small sofa and firmly tightened their hands, quietly talking among themselves, and I heard the one who wore gloves and called the second Volodya ...

Then the one with the gloves put blood from a vein into the syringe and poured it into some small bubbles where the blood began to turn into different colors. And then he pulled out some piece and told me to spread his legs. I lay silently, tightly closing them. Then the second simply roughly threw them, holding in the groin, so that I could not more close. I lay immobilized, feeling the excitement sweep over me. And the one with the gloves, in the meantime, stuck some object inside me, slightly poked around, and smeared something on some piece of glass. Then he reached there with his hand and felt why I groaned. “Here is a bitch!” - the second was surprised, continuing to hold my legs tightly. Then the first picked up a razor and began to slowly work on my pussy, soaping my hand, which is why I literally squirmed in excitement. But my nirvana did not last long: the soap got inside and began to eat away at the tender mucous membrane. I bit my lip, involuntarily tears appeared from my eyes. But no one paid attention to me, and I tolerated, realizing that nobody cares about my condition. Choosing me completely, they untied me. The first collected his bag and left the room.

Volodya took me tightly by the hand and dragged me down the corridor again, pushing me into the snow-white bathroom, in which there was another pair of doors ... He closed the door behind his back and I realized that I would not slip out here either. He poured a huge bath with water and with a gesture ordered me to climb there, which I did with pleasure. The water gently engulfed the body, penetrated into the itchy, burning cave, calming everything there. I closed my eyes, inhaling an unfamiliar but pleasant smell of some substance added to the water. But Vladimir did not let me lie down for a long time, he lavishly soaped something with a washcloth and began to rub my body. Well, even before death to have fun, I smirked to myself. After rinsing me, he threw a towel at me, watching me wiping, teasing him, rubbing his nipples, looking arrogantly into his eyes and licking his lips, then putting his foot on the bath and opening his crack in front of him, gently soaking it with a towel. He just grinned, then roughly grabbed his shoulder and laid him right on the bathroom floor, on a soft mat under his feet. Turning my back to me and forcing my legs to bend, he did something for a short time, I prepared myself that he would fuck me now. What was my surprise when a small tube entered the anus and the water began to fill my guts.

I jerked, screaming with fear and surprise. But he pressed me to the floor, not even letting me breathe. The pain spilled inside. Vladimir abruptly lifted me up, flowed down my legs, I squealed, and in the meantime he pushed me through another door, where a toilet toilet gleamed with whiteness.He repeated this procedure several times, while from me ...