>>10980001You are the only person in the camp who speaks fluent Russian, and they are desperate for a spy. You spend the next few days convincing a sentry to let you into the main hut where they are sleeping.
He fucks me for the first time.
I realize that I really like it.
The next morning, he leaves for the frontlines of the war.
I'm really sad.
I spend the rest of the war avoiding being alone with him. He's nice to look at, but I'm starting to realize that the pleasure isn't always there.
I want to sleep with him again, but I'm scared that it won't be as good.
We get news that the war is over, and the Germans are being pushed out of the cities.
I want to get married to a Russian soldier, but by the time we get the paperwork done it's too late, he's dead.
I can't even cry about it, I'm just sick of the whole war and sick of men dying.
I go to Soviet Russia to get work, they need my skills, but all I really want to do is live in Paris or London.
The USSR collapses soon after.
I'm a young woman with no skills and an uncertain future.
I fall in love with a Russian man and get married. He tells me he loves me, and then asks me for a blowjob. I'm insulted and angry, and after that he leaves.
I tell him to come back and give him a blowjob and then he'll leave, but he doesn't. Instead he rapes me. I feel like a disgusting broken tramp, and I hate him.
I secretly like it though, I hate myself but it turns me on and that's what makes me disgusted with myself.
I realize I have a problem. I need professional help.
And so I begin my descent into darkness.
I start sleeping with more men to avoid being alone, I become promiscuous and end up infected with a sexually transmitted disease from a German soldier.
I go to a doctor who sells me an abortion pill. I take it and bleed to death internally.
I go on the pill.
