The Lives of Others - Serbia - Pt. 01

THE LIVES OF OTHERS- SERBIA PART 1

By Lindsay Anderson

In dealing with international security services, private ones, not the government ones, there is a tradition that great stories get shared. Sometimes they are great successes other times they are failures but with lessons to be shared. The other type is what I call the seamier side of the business, but who can resist such things. It's said that people become spies due to three motivators: money, sex or revenge. The same can be said of the people who provide work for private security firms. In looking through old such files I came across a very interesting and frightening one. Politics and business have always been intertwined, now more so than ever. In Europe it is an old tradition. Government and business going hand in hand. The other power in such mixes in the criminal world. In some parts of the world it is nearly impossible to separate the three. The Far East comes to mind as does Latin America, but the United States must be included. One of the most dangerous places for such conditions is Eastern Europe and of course, Russia. Operatives in Vienna, Berlin and Warsaw live risky lives carrying out their business in those areas.

I found a very instructive example is a case file shared with me by a friend in the business in Krakow. It involved private business, government and organized crime. The case took place in Belgrade, Serbia but it could have happened in any number of places. Foreign money has been flowing into Eastern Europe as it tries to catch up with Western Europe. Real estate and construction have attracted serious money from everywhere. This case shows how the process can work and how badly it can go wrong for people.

Karl, was a Serbian born, American developer who decide to try his hand in his home country. His parents fled the area during the Balkan Wars of the 1990s. Karl was raised in America but kept family ties in Serbia. He became a very successful East Coast commercial real estate developer. The file is the story of his experiences after he returned to Serbia. They would include a beautiful Polish "escort" named Basia and a powerful Serbian businessman named Dragna.

BASIA

The file said she had been born into a poor family in Krakow and had run away from home at seventeen. She was a beautiful blonde with an athletic figure. The next time she appears in the file is a few years later. In the intervening time she has used her beauty and cunning to attach herself to a number of men. Each richer and more powerful than the previous one. She was known as an "escort" and highly sought after. She eventually became the girlfriend of a powerful Polish politician and businessman, however shortly after joining him she abruptly left Poland for Serbia. The file explains that someone had hired operatives to find out what happened. As best they could tell Basia had apparently picked the wrong man. One with a jealous and equally rich wife. This wife was not going to give up like the others wives had. The file contains information pieced together from various sources including an operative who was hired by the wife and later did work for the Krakow office of the security agency. He apparently was only too happy to tell his tale of how Basia came to be in Serbia.

The file picks up shortly before Basia leaves for Serbia.

One night Basia walked into her high rise apartment to find a man sitting on the couch.

"What are you doing here? Get out!" she yelled at the man.

The man smiled and picked up a pistol resting on the couch next to him. On the end of the gun's barrel was a silencer.

"Be quiet, whore," he said.

"I am here to give you a message and some advice. The message is to leave Krakow as soon and possible, leave Poland as well. The advice is to do what you're told."

Basia stared at the man and his gun. The man was big, in his fifties and wearing a dark suit but no tie. He had a weathered face and gray hair.

"Who sent you!" Basia demanded.

"You aren't listening. You have two options; leave Poland as soon as you can or leave it tonight in a body bag," he replied.

Basia stared at him and nodded weakly.

"I was told to get rid of you but I can choose to give you a way to perhaps live a long life. Elsewhere, outside of Poland and away from the people who want you gone." He told her.

"And if I don't choose to go?, she asked.

"Then you have chosen to die." he said.

"You are a beautiful whore and have been with many men. Tonight I will find out how talented a whore you are and perhaps you can go on living," he said quietly.

"What do you mean?" she asked.

"Come over here and get on your knees, whore." He ordered.

"Now it is time for you to suck my cock. Since you are an experienced whore I expect a very good blowjob, do not disappoint me."

He took off his pants and underwear and sat on the couch, with the pistol within easy reach and spread his legs. His ten inch cock was fully erect and stuck out from his body.

"You know what to do, whore, Get started."

Basia came toward him and got on her knees.

"Open your mouth."

The man put one hand on her blonde hair and with the other guided his cock to her open mouth. He inserted the head into Basia's mouth.

"Now let's see that tongue action that professional cocksuckers are known for. Ah, yes that's it whore. You have a very talented tongue. Keep using it."

He looked down as his captive on her knees with his cock in her mouth. He slowly inserted more of his cock into Basia's mouth.

"I like good, slow blowjobs. Be sure that's what you give me."

"Look up at me. I want your eyes on me the entire time you re sucking my cock."

Basia obeyed and looked up at him as he sat on the couch smiling.

"How many cocks do you think you have sucked, whore?"

Basia made a noise around the cock in her mouth.

"A thousand? More? It doesn't matter. Let's go back to the first cocks you ever sucked."

"A boyfriend at fifteen? A cousin at fourteen? Someone else in the family?"

Basia said nothing as she continued to suck his cock.

"You know that when Polish men drink too much, they talk too much. Usually to brag to other drunk Polish men. I know such men. On a number of occasions these men have tried to impress me, but I almost never impressed, so they go too far sometimes. Keep sucking, whore."

"One night after a long drinking session in a bar one of them told me something that did impress me."

"I have my own sex slave." He told me.

I must have looked skeptical.

"I tell you it's true. Do you know who it is? It's my teenaged stepdaughter." He said.

"I married her mother a few months ago and now they live in my apartment. They lived in government housing, a shitty place. Now they live well with me. Her mother does not like sucking cock or fucking, but I make her anyway. It is her duty. After a month of this I decided it was the daughter's turn to show me gratitude. She's eighteen so I figured I wouldn't have to completely break her in." he laughed."

"Know how I did it? One night I was drunk and my wife cursed me, so I went down to the hall to get in bed with Anna. It was a cool night and her bed was warm. She said nothing s I snuggled up to her. She was warm and soft and smelled like soap. I felt myself getting a hardon as I rubbed my cock against her backside. She must have felt it because she tried to move away. No, no Anna, I want to enjoy your company. You are a woman and I have been very good to you and your mother. Now is the time for you to show your gratitude. If you do not want to do this, then I will throw you both out in the street. See how long you survive. Men have needs which women must satisfy."

" I put my arms around her and on her firm breasts. She caught her breath as I did this. I began to massage them. Her nipples began to grow hard. Should I stop so you can go to the front door and out into the street? She quietly shook her head. I will teach you how to satisfy a man. I continued to feel her breasts while rubbing my erect cock in the crack of her ass through our pajamas. I stopped, got out of bed and took off my pajamas. Now I was naked and my erection was standing out. I have a big cock; all the women will tell you that. I have fucked almost all the women in my apartment building. Young, old, pretty, ugly, skinny and fat they all have sucked my cock and felt it in their pussies. Most of them are married so they keep quiet out of fear of their husbands."

"Get out of the covers and take off you pajamas, Anna. She hesitated so I took her arm and pulled her out. She was wearing a light top and panties. I could see her hard nipples pressed against her top. It made me even harder. I reached and pulled the top over her head. She put her hands over her breasts. No, show me your tits. She lowered her hands and I saw her firm hard breasts topped with brown hard nipples. I wanted to eat them right there."

"I then knelt in front of her and began to pull her cotton panties down. Underneath them was a small soft patch of brown pussy hair. A "v" between her legs, like an oasis in the desert of of her white thighs. She put her hands over it. No, show me your pussy. She removed her hands. Lie on the bed, girl."

Anna did this looking up at the ceiling.

"I took in the beauty of this ripe girl just waiting to be plucked and I decided I would be the one to do it. Who better than me, her protector? It was my right. I went over and kissed her on her lips. She had closed her eyes. Open your eyes, girl. Which she did. I kissed her again more firmly and as I did my hand went to her breasts and began to rub them, Rolling her nipples between my fingers. Making them even harder. Anna took some deep breaths. I then moved my mouth to one of her nipples and began to kiss it. Anna, stiffened. I then began to take turns sucking his hard brown nipples. Anna sighed as I did this."

"This is how a man treats a woman. Taking what he wants. I went back to sucking her nipples and I now moved my hand down her flat stomach towards her pussy. As my hand reached the soft pussy patch I told her to spread her legs, which she did. I used my middle finger to stroke her pussy lips. Anna shuddered as I did this. I began to push my finger between her pussy lips, which were very wet. I knew she was enjoying my attention, I rubbed the outside more and slid my finger more into her wet and warm pussy. Anna moaned as my finger went inside her pussy. As I had suspected she was not a virgin."

" So you have been fucked before?"

Anna said nothing.

"Tell me the truth."

"Yes, "Anna said.

"How many times?" I asked.

"Only once", she said meekly.

"Ha, you mean once a day, every day. I know a slut when I see one."

" I slid down her stomach until my face was over her pussy and between her legs. I told her to spread her legs open more and relax. I then kissed her pussy lips and ran my tongue along them Anna let out a groan of pleasure. And let out more moans as I kissed and licked her now flowing wet pussy. I could barely control myself but I had other things to do first."

"I got out of the bed and told Anna to stand up. When she did I got in bed and laid on my back. In the dim bedroom light I could see Anna's eyes fixed on my erect cock. I began to stroke it as she watched. Do you like my big cock? Anna said nothing. Is it the biggest cock you have ever see?"

Anna nodded, yes.

"Crawl up on top of me and straddle my legs facing toward me. Anna did all this. Now lean down and my cock was now directly in front of face. Have you sucked cock before?

"Once" she said.

"Ha, again you mean once a day in a stall in the boy's bathroom on your knees. That's where a slut like you sucks cock. Anna said nothing"

"I am going to make you a very good cock sucker and it will take many lessons. Now lean forward and open your mouth.

"Anna leaned toward his cock. Good. I held my cock in my right hand and used my left to guide Anna's mouth to my cock. Now kiss it. Which she did. Keep kissing it. She began kissing the head of my cock. I watched her and enjoyed the sensation. Now lick the shaft of cock like it was ice cream. Anna began to use her tongue to lick the underside of my cock. The pleasure was almost unbearable. I enjoyed this attention from my stepdaughter."

"Now open your mouth. I'm going to put my cock in it. Anna obediently open her mouth and I guided it onto my cock. I slipped the head just inside her warm, wet mouth. Now use your tongue to lick the head. Slowly. She tried but I felt nothing. Swirl your tongue around it. This she could do and it felt great."

"Now I'm going to put more of my cock into your mouth. Relax your tongue and let my cock slide over it. I could feel my cock glide over her wet tongue. I looked down to see my stepdaughter's mouth filled with my cock. Her lips stretch around it and her eyes closed as if in prayer. I pulled her head down, so more of my cock entered her mouth. She began to make noises around my cock so I pulled it out."

"I can't breathe" she said as she gasped for breath.

"Breathe through your nose, slut. Now try again and I guided her mouth back onto my cock. I slowly forced her head down onto my cock waiting for her to breathe through her nose. She must have done this because I forced her head down more to swallow more of my cock and she didn't complain."

"When I first came to her bed I had intended to fuck her, but now I knew I would never last long enough to do that. Instead I would cum in her sucking mouth tonight and other nights and then slip my cock into her tight pussy later. Now I just wanted to cum."

"You have swallowed cum before, slut? Anna nodded weakly and grunted around my cock in her mouth. I'm about to shoot my cum into your mouth. I want you to swallow all of it. I don't want your mother to find any on your sheets. Do you understand? I could feel a slight head nod from Anna and heard another grunt from my divine cock sucking stepdaughter."

"Be sure to swallow all of it, Anna. I began to move her head up and down on my cock. The sensation of her tongue and mouth on my cock was almost unbearable. I did this a few times and knew I was going to shoot my seed into her mouth. I held her head with both hands. Annas was now moaning as I fucked her mouth. Then I felt churning in my balls and my cock erupted with cum into my stepdaughter's mouth. She tried to pull away as I flooded her mouth with my load, but I held her head in place. Start swallowing you silly bitch I told her. I could then hear her gulping as my cum slid down her throat into her belly. I felt like I could cum forever and Anna kept gulping and swallowing."

"Finally, I let go of her head and she pulled back to get my cock out of her mouth. She was gasping and swallowing. She looked at my cock, now shiny from her sucking and my cum. Anna, not lick and suck my cock clean. She looked at me and then bent over and went to work as I had told her. I almost came again as she sucked and licked my cock."

"That's enough I told her. I'm going back to my bed, but I will be back tomorrow night and the cock sucking lessons will continue. Say nothing to you mother if you don't want to kicked out. She nodded. Put your pajamas on and get back in bed. I stood up, my cock now deflated after the best blowjob of my life. I put my pajamas on and went back to my bedroom."

"How did you like my story, whore? Asked the man.

Basia grunted around the cock she was sucking.

"I have another job tonight so I'm going to cum in your mouth soon. As a good whore I know you will swallow it all with no leaks."

He took her head with both hands and began to face fuck her with strong strokes. In a few minutes he groaned and shot his load into her mouth. He looked down to see her glaring up at him with hatred.

"Don't look at me like that. Thanks to that blowjob I am going to let you live. You should be thankful to me."

He sat back and his cock slipped out of Basia's mouth.

"Be a good whore and clean by cock." He ordered.

Basia did as she was told and sat back, The man put his clothes back on.

"Do you wonder why I told you that story?" he asked.

Basia said nothing.

"I thought it might sound familiar to you, like something that happened to someone you know."

"No!" Basia spit out.

"Well you were the stepdaughter's age when you left your drunken father's house."

"How do you know that?" asked Basia.

"I know many things. About you and about others." He replied.

"I know that life is hard and only those who are hard survive and to succeed you must be harder than those around you." Basia said, with some force.

"Did I tell you that a few weeks after I was told the story, the man died? The newspaper said he was drunk and fell down the stairs in his apartment breaking his neck. His stepdaughter found him at the bottom of the stairs. Interesting, no?"

"Well, you have plans to make to move. I hear that Serbia is now the land of opportunity. Perhaps you should try there. Whatever you decide, if you are not out of Poland in a month someone else will pay you visit. I advise you not to make that visit necessary."

Basia said nothing.

The man walked out the front door without looking back.

That is how Basia came to be in Serbia.

END OF PART 1