Perverts 'R' Us

Sold to Slavery

By Pedro Vila (extreme ped, drugs, inc)

Note: All people and events in this story are entirely fictitious.

 

Lydia was almost in a panic. The deal she had worked so hard on fell
through and now she was in major hock to a Russian Mafia. It was over a
hundred thousand dollars and she would have been a multi millionaire if
only she hadn't had a sudden shakedown by the Chicago police. Now she was
penniless.

And they were holding her daughter!

It had been almost a month since she'd seen little Sharri. They'd
promised to take good care of her as long as she came through with the
cash. Lydia didn't know what to do now. She left the message that she was
coming in and they picked her up at a random street. Lydia was scared in
the limo as she was driven to meet with Dimitri, her contact.

She could only tell them the truth and hope that they could shakedown
the police for her... no, make that their money. What could they do?
Sharri was only five years old. Surely they wouldn't hurt an innocent
child. Lydia refused to believe otherwise. Sharri was all she had now.
Lydia would do anything to make it up to them for little Sharri's sake.

Lydia would work as a special type of call girl for them. They did have
a brothel with special tastes, and right now she would allow herself to
suffer anything to win back their trust.

The limo pulled up to a huge gate and it opened by remote control. Then
it was up the drive to a mansion with armed men walking around. Lydia was
lead through to a room with a curtained window and some wooden chairs. She
didn't look around on the way in with everything going though her head and
didn't even remember if she went up or down any stairs. Then they left her
there.

Lydia waited for a half an hour before Dimitri finally entered and sat
next to her.

"So, I trust you have news for us?" he said with a thick Russian accent.

Lydia sat silent. Everything was bursting to come out but she could
think of a way to broach the subject. Lydia started to tear up and all she
could do was nod.

"Then, please tell."

Lydia could wait any longer. She needed to get this over with and take
her lumps. "The cops took it. They took it all." Dimitri stared and said
nothing. "It was a shakedown. They knew I had allot of money and they
just came in and took it. I couldn't stop them! Tell me you can get it
back, please!" Lydia started to bawl. "Please. I couldn't stop them! I
can still make the deal work but I gotta get the money back from them!
Please. Please! I'll do anything! I'll...." Lydia tried to compose
herself. "I'll work for you any way you want. I'll do anything for
anybody." She sat up strait and sniffed. "I'll bet you have some clients
that need something hard to find. You help me get those cops back and I
can be anything you want. I could even...."

Lydia stopped as she saw the look on Dimitri's face as he slowly shook
his head. Suddenly, Lydia started to fear the worst. They might kill her,
and then what would happen to little Sharri? Who would....

"This is major disappointment for me." he said leaning back. "You think
this is game?"

"No, I...." Lydia stammered.

"Enough!" Dimitri slammed his hand on the table. Lydia jumped. "What
could you offer me? I can get any girl to do anything!" he calmed down a
notch. "Still, there is some things we have hard time getting. Maybe you
can help after all."

Lydia's hope came back. "Yes! Anything! Just tell me!"

"You have beautiful daughter." Dimitri lit a cigarette. The blood
drained from Lydia's face. This can't be happening!

"No! We can work this out! I can do things. Sharri's just a baby! I
could... I could.... Please, not my baby!"

"You have twelve thousand dollars?" he asked.

"Twelve?! But you said ten thousand! You can't...."

"Maybe I make it fifteen thousand." he said. Lydia shut up in horror.
This was her worst nightmare. Dimitri waited for a moment for any more
outbursts but none came. Satisfied he said, "Come look." and he got up to
open the curtains.

Beyond the window was another room with four large men sitting on
couches. On the table was a water pipe like in the Chinese kung-fu movies.
The a door opened and little Sharri was escorted in. Her hair was uncombed
and she was dressed in a t-shirt and dirty socks and nothing else. Lydia's
heart nearly jumped out of her throat. She put her hands to the glass and
yelled, "Sharri!" The child didn't hear or look her way.

"Go ahead and yell. The glass is one way mirror and sound proof." Lydia
glared at Dimitri and back into the room. Lydia hit the glass a few times
but it sounded solid and thick.

She turned to him and pleaded, "Stop it! You have to let me see her!
Please, just let me see my baby." Lydia was sobbing again. She turned back
to the room behind the glass and watched in horror as little Sharri went
for the water pipe on the table. The man who escorted her in held her back
and the man sitting closest grabbed it away. Lydia couldn't hear but it
was pretty evident that Sharri wanted the pipe. Lydia realized that they
had been using it on her and she wanted more.

"You got her stoned?! But she's just a baby!" Lydia cried at Dimitri
and then turned back at the gut wrenching scene before her.

The man holding the water pipe unzipped his pants and he had a full hard
on. He pointed to the pipe and then to his erect cock. The message was
clear, 'you want a hit you have to fuck me'. The escort man started to tie
little Sharri's hands behind her back at the wrists. The child didn't
struggle but kept her eyes on the pipe. Lydia saw that Sharri's eyes were
red and had bags under them. When her hands were tied tight, she was
pushed towards the pipe holding man and she was then helped onto his lap.
He held the pipe with one hand and her hair with the other and Sharri's
face was pushed down to his cock. She opened her mouth like a good girl
and took as much in as she could.

Lydia then understood that little Sharri had been doing just this sort
of thing for a while, possibly the whole month. Lydia lost it. She flung
herself at Dimitri and tried to hit him. Dimitri backhanded her hard and
Lydia fell onto the chair. "I tie you up if you lose control. You be good
girl and maybe I let you both live. Now you watch lesson."

Lydia couldn't bare to watch but also couldn't bare not to watch. She
got up meekly and stared again through the glass. Sharri was being helped
onto the mans lap and she spread herself for him. The pain on her face was
obvious but Sharri didn't cry but continued to stare at the pipe in the
mans hand. When the head of his huge cock slightly penetrated her he then
brought the pipe over and lit it. He took a large hit and then put his
mouth over hers and while he blew all of the smoke into her little chest,
he also pushed her body down hard with an arm over her shoulder.

Lydia watched in horror as his huge cock sank slowly into her tiny five
year old body while her toes curled and her chest expanded. Little Sharri
started to twitch her limbs for a moment and then went limp. When the pipe
man pulled his face away to breathe, Lydia could see Sharri's eyes still
opened and distant. Her little face went slack and a small smile pulled at
her open lips.

Lydia turned to Dimitri again, "You made her a pot head." she said
weakly. "You taught her to like pot. My baby on pot." Lydia cried more
and tears kept streaming down her face.

Dimitri spoke again, "Sharri is not pot head. That is opium." Lydia's
eyes went wide as she realized it was much worse then she thought. She
turned back to look at her daughter in the next room. The man was now
moving her up and down on his thick cock and he hand his hands up her
t-shirt, feeling her body, running his hands everywhere while he tongued
her little open mouth. His hands explored her from head to toe and even up
her ass hole. Sharri didn't struggle at all. She was in dreamland as her
baby doll body was used for his sick pleasure. Lydia remembered being
fucked much like little Sharri was being that moment. The feeling of
helplessness, the hot breath as his face was all over hers, the
surrendering of herself completely to the mans wishes.

Little Sharri was doing the same at that moment.

It wasn't too long before the man came in her and after he spasmed his
last spurt into the drugged toddler, he lifted her off and passed her to
the next man who was unzipped and ready. He entered her without hesitation
and Sharri looked pained for only a moment and was back to her dreamland as
she was gang fucked for the next hour by all the men in the room in every
way and position.

Lydia was completely unnerved by it all and sat in the wooden chair when
little Sharri was started around the room yet again.

Dimitri pushed his chair closer to her and sat next to the grieving
mother. "You have nothing to offer us by yourself, but your baby is
another matter." Lydia refused to look at him. She hugged her knees
instead. "You take lots of money from us and interest is high. Your kid
would have to work along time to pay it back for you and she may be adult
before we get what we want. At twelve she make a lot less money and we may
have to sell her to brothel in other country." Lydia started to rock, as
her mind came close to snapping. "Still, we not want to break up mother
and daughter. Family should be close, da?"

Lydia finally looked at Dimitri with total fear. "What are you going to
do?"

Dimitri leaned back and lit another cigarette. "You can help her pay of
debt quicker. Maybe even be free to go in a few years."

Lydia's throat was dry, "H...how?"

He smiled, "You go in and help her fuck. You be her lover. You make up
team. That is harder thing to find then just kid. Hmmm?"

Lydia didn't think she could trust him, but he had all the cards. He
was going to pimp out her baby anyway. At least she could be there for it
and have a little control, maybe even get them both out if the chance came
up. "Wha... what do you want me to do?"

"There. You see? We can make deal." Dimitri replied.

Lydia walked into the room and Sharri was laying on the table with all
the men watching. She was still dreamy and her eyes were bloodshot. Lydia
approached her abused baby and cradled her head to hers. Sharri looked for
a moment and then recognized her mother. "Hi, mommy." she said sleepily
with a smile.

"Shhh." Mommy said. "Lets get you cleaned up."

Lydia then had her hands tied behind her and she then leaned into her
daughters face and looked with shame at everybody around watching before
she put her tongue into little Sharri's mouth.

The room was still and everyone's cock was rock hard as Lydia sucked her
own daughters abused cunt clean with her mouth, sucking every last drop of
cum and swallowing it tearfully.

Then another gang bang followed.