Chapter Text
April 2014
Tensions between the two Slavic countries had been high for years. Nowhere was the more acutely felt in this small Krajinan border town, where the engines of Bolshevik tanks could be heard every day just over the ridge.
Stefania Ivanova tried to put it out of her mind as she made her way to school. Politics did not interest her. The 11 year old had far more pressing issues to worry about, like the list of "chores" her mother expects her to perform daily after school.
"Stefania?" she heard Galina, her best friend, ask. She snapped out of her daydream and smiled, brushing some of her long, blonde hair out of her face. They had been friends since kindergarten, and neither of them had ever gone far out of town.
"Yeah?" Stefania replied.
"I said we should go swimming today, after school."
Stefania sighed. She would like nothing better than to hang out at their swimming hole today, but there was work to be done.
"I have... chores," she replied. She shook her head.
Galina smiled and poked her best friend playfully.
"You and your mom," she laughed. "I don't understand. I would hate my dad if he was like that!"
Stefania chuckled as they arrived outside the small school building.
"It's not that bad," she said, biting her lip. "Some of the chores are... kind of fun."
"What?!" her friend exclaimed, laughing.
"Well... uh," Stefania continued, before the bell rang, saving her from an embarrassing discussion about the activities her mother made her partake in.
Galina sighed. Her friend had become increasingly scarce over the past year, always busy helping her mother at home.
"Well, see you at recess then?" she asked.
"Sure," Stefania nodded, feeling guilty for having to ditch her friend. Again. But sometimes you had to sacrifice some things for the greater good. And what greater good could there possibly be than having your pussy routinely stretched by your mother's clients?
***
The school day was mostly a tedious bore for Stefania, until her math teacher, Mister Piotr, asked her to stay behind after the bell rang for recess.
The rest of the children left the room, and Stefania approached his desk.
Piotr sat in his chair and beckoned for her to come closer. Stefania walked around to him.
He faced her and reached for the zipper of his trousers.
She knew what he expected her to do. He paid her mother for that right every week, after all. So she got on her knees and helped him unzip his pants. His erecting member popped out.
She looked up at her teacher as he stared into her blue eyes.
"Take your shirt off," he ordered.
"I have to meet my friend for recess, sir," she pleaded. "Can I just finish quickly and go?"
Mister Piotr frowned down at her.
"Only if tomorrow I can fuck your pretty blonde cunt. Do we have a deal?" he asked.
Stefania considered this offer for a second before smiling sweetly.
"Yes sir. I'll do anything you want tomorrow. I just really have to be fast," she insisted, leaning down and wrapping her lips around the shaft of his penis.
"Very well," Mister Piotr nodded. He grabbed her head through her thick mane and used it to help force his cock into her throat.
Stefania was an experienced enough slut to be used to the sensation, and she suppressed her gag reflex as the head of his cock pushed past the back of her tongue, and she opened her throat for his penis. He forced her head all the way down, and she kept it there, swallowing repeatedly and breathing through her nose. He let go of her head after a few moments, and she began to bob her head, stroking his penis as she sucked him.
"Your throat feels so good," Mister Piotr complimented.
He put a hand on the top of her head and stroked her hair affectionately.
She kept bobbing her head up and down, stroking him with her hands as she sucked him, keeping him in her throat as long as possible every time she took him in, then pulling him all the way out. He seemed to like that.
She kept up the steady rhythm for about five minutes until finally, Mister Piotr groaned and she felt the warmth of his cum shoot into her throat. She swallowed his seed without even thinking about it and then licked his cock clean before she tucked him back into his pants.
Mister Piotr looked at her with lust in his eyes.
"Tomorrow you're mine, right?"
"Of course," she said cheerfully, smiling up at her math teacher while her throat was still sore and raw from sucking him.
***
Just as Stefania was arriving home later that afternoon, her father, Sergei, was leaving. He worked the afternoon and night shifts at the local saw mill and wouldn't be back home until very early the next morning.
"My favorite girl!" he beamed when he saw Stefania.
Sergei leaned down to kiss her on the cheek. Stefania hugged her father and kissed his stubbled face. His breath smelled faintly of beer.
"Are you working hard at school?" Sergei asked her.
"I am, papa!" Stefania smiled proudly, feeling completely content in his strong, safe arms.
Sergei chuckled. He was always proud of her.
"I'll bet you are, baby. Well, keep it up," he said as he hugged her again. "Your mama is wai..."
"Child, come," Natalya, Stefania's mother, called out from the porch.
Stefania sighed. Work awaits.
Sergei sighed too and stood back up, picking up his lunchbox. He patted Stefania on the head and said goodbye as she followed her mother into their home.
The second they were both inside, Natalya slammed the door shut and spun around.
"We must hurry, child," she said urgently, leading her daughter to her room. "Mister Babenko will be here soon."
In the master bedroom, Natalya stripped off her blouse and skirt.
Stefania could see the familiar rubber suit already laid out on her mother's bed. She whimpered and took a step back, her back hitting the wall of the bedroom.
"Mama, no..." Stefania said weakly, her lip quivering, as her mother finished undressing. "Not that. Please!"
Natalya turned and faced her, putting her hands on her naked hips. The woman's body was flawless, tall and slender, with perfect C-cup breasts, a tiny waist and a beautiful round ass.
"Don't start," her mother warned. "You know the men enjoy it. And it makes us a lot of money. So you'll put on the suit and do as your mama tells you, okay?"
Stefania nodded weakly.
Natalya smiled. She picked up the latex rubber suit, unzipped the zipper in the back of the suit and handed it to her daughter.
Stefania took off her clothes quickly and reluctantly began to put on the suit.
The girl's body, at age 11, had already started to blossom into a young woman. Her hips were widening nicely and she had tiny, barely visible bumps forming where her breasts would one day be. Her skin was milky white, a shade lighter than her mother's.
It wasn't an easy process, and required both her and her mother to work together. It started by squeezing her feet into the legs of the suit, one at a time. It was then slowly pulled up around her calves and up her thighs. The latex was so tight and form-fitting that it took time and patience to slowly squeeze in the flesh into it.
Once Natalya was able to pull it up around her waist and over her hips, the two of them began to work it over her flat chest, carefully tucking her little buds under the rubbery material.
Once it reached her arms and shoulders, the process got a bit easier, and Natalya was able to slide it all the way up until she reached Stefania's neck.
Stefania hated this part the most. She sighed and looked up at her mother.
Natalya chuckled.
"Child, we don't need to put the hood on until we start, later," she said, booping the tip of her daughter's nose. "Do not worry."
As her mother opened the suit's zip that covered her crotch, Stefania smiled and nodded. She really didn't like this rubbery prison.
Then the bell rang and Stefania's heart began to beat quickly. She watched as her naked mother walked briskly to answer the door, and heard the sound of voices greeting each other. After a minute or two of chatting, her mother led the visitor into the bedroom.
Stefania was sitting on the bed, waiting patiently. The rubber suit was already making her hot, and she could feel her skin begin to sweat.
"Well, well, look who it is," the visitor, Mister Aleksander Babenko, exclaimed.
He was a middle-aged man with thick, curly grey hair, dressed in a fine black suit. His smile was wide, but the way his eyes twinkled with lust made Stefania's knees tremble.
Aleksander was the mayor of this small town and one of her mother's favorite johns. He was also Galina's father.
Stefania would never tell Galina, but she has had sex with her father several times, and tonight would probably not be the last.
"Hello Mister Babenko," she greeted as he wrapped his arms around her rubbery waist and pressed her against him.
"It is good to see you again, darling," Aleksander said. "Did you miss me?"
"Yes," Stefania smiled, kissing the man on the lips.
Aleksander returned the kiss as Natalya walked over to her cupboard and removed her strap-on. It was a big, thick black cock that Natalya was particularly fond of.
"Come, baby, lay down," Aleksander told Stefania as he put her back on the bed, before unbuttoning his suit and shirt.
Stefania complied and leaned back onto the bed, with only her legs still hanging off the edge.
Her pussy was already throbbing from anticipation. She spread her legs as she waited for the man to finish getting naked.
Finally, he did, and climbed between her legs with his erection standing at full attention.
He leaned over the small girl and took hold of the rubber suit's hood lying underneath her head, lifting it gently over her blonde hair.
Stefania whimpered, but knew not to protest in the presence of a customer.
With the hood in place, Aleksander smiled at the girl before grabbing the zipper of the suit waiting at her jugular, and sliding it all the way to her chin. Then he zipped shut the holes around her ears and her eyes. Except for her mouth and nose, Stefania's whole head was now enclosed in rubber.
She sighed deeply, hoping nobody would notice in all the excitement.
Not waiting on ceremony, Aleksander lined his member up with her vagina as Stefania prepared for him.
With a grunt, he thrust inside her tight cunt.
"Mmmph," Stefania moaned.
At that moment, Natalya came up behind Aleksander and pressed her strap-on against his anus.
The man's eyes went wide as he felt the tip of Natalya's large cock begin to slide inside him.
"Ohhh, Natalya..." he gasped. "It's... big!"
He felt her large strap-on push deep into him, spreading him wide as it went deeper into his colon.
Meanwhile, he pushed into the little blonde's pussy, feeling it tighten around his cock as his balls rested on her taint.
Stefania moaned softly, and was rocking her rubber-encased body back and forth on the bed.
"Oh yes," she cooed as she felt her pussy being stimulated. "Yes..."
"Good girl," her mother encouraged as she began to push in and out, fucking the man from behind. Natalya reached up with one hand and caressed Aleksander's neck. She reached around his neck with her arm and squeezed him against her naked chest.
The feeling of her breasts pressing into his back made Aleksander's cock throb inside the 11 year old, who was now moaning softly with her eyes closed. He cried in ecstasy as he was stimulated from two fronts. He began to thrust in and out of Stefania, pushing deep and then pulling back, rocking her tiny body under his as he fucked her.
"Oh Na... Natalya!" the gentleman groaned as she fucked him.
He thrust forward into Stefania and shot his semen deep inside the little girl. She cried out as her own orgasm hit her, and she began to twitch, spasming and writhing as she felt his seed coat the inside of her womb.
Natalya smiled and pulled her strap-on from Aleksander's ass and stepped back. It was covered in his fecal matter. She walked over beside her daughter, and brought it close to Stefania's mouth.
The girl, whose eyes were covered, sensed the object close to her face. The smell was overpowering, and she tried to move her head away.
"No, child," Natalya said as she gently grabbed the rubber-headed suit and turned Stefania's head back toward her. She then rubbed the tip of her strap-on against Stefania's mouth, leaving traces of Aleksander's waste on the girl's lips.
The young blonde reluctantly opened, letting Natalya stick her dirty dildo into her mouth and begin to force it in and out. She pressed it all the way in and held it for a few moments before taking it back out.
Meanwhile, Aleksander watched as this happened with his dick still buried in the girl. Cum was beginning to leak around his cock from her stretched pussy and running down her perineum and asshole.
Stefania gagged and retched when Natalya pulled the strap-on from her throat, but otherwise said nothing. She didn't vomit... unlike the first time.
Aleksander chuckled before pulling his soft, wet penis from Stefania's pussy, dripping cum from its tip. He shifted off the bed and walked over to Natalya, placing his hands on her hips as she face-fucked his dirty excretions down her daughter's throat.
"Oh, Natalya," Aleksander breathed as he explored her body with his hands.
His fingers began to tease the lips of her pussy as she continued to thrust in and out of Stefania's mouth at a slower pace.
Natalya moaned. She felt him begin to thrust his fingers into her. She began to move her hips as she felt her juices beginning to drip out.
"When are you leaving your pathetic husband for me, my dear Natalya?" Aleksander whispered as he finger-fucked the tall, busty blonde. "Galina and I want a beautiful wife and mother in our home, do you know that? And how well you have raised little Stefania... I have had trouble getting Galina to... open up to me."
"Ohhh..." Natalya groaned, her body shuddering. "I-I don't know how..."
Stefania groaned around the dildo as she listened to her mother betray Sergei and herself. She liked Aleksander, but she did not want her family to be broken up. But the revelation that he was molesting Galina was the biggest shock.
"I love you," Aleksander said as he thrust his fingers in and out of Natalya's cunt. He pushed in deep and hit the perfect spot. "Let me... take care of Sergei..."
"Mmmmph," Natalya groaned, before withdrawing the dildo from Stefania's face, turning around, and falling back onto the bed with Aleksander in tow.
Stefania coughed as her airway was cleared. She tried to catch her breath as the man and her mother rolled around on the bed beside her.
"Shoo, child!" Natalya managed to say to her daughter, as she and her client wrestled. "Go to bed. School tomorrow."
Taking a deep breath, Stefania reached up and unzipped the eye and ear holes on the hood, pulling the suit back off her face and head.
"Okay, mama," Stefania replied with a sigh as the man and woman rolled around on the bed. Stefania got off the bed and walked uncomfortably in her tight latex suit out of the bedroom and down the hallway, leaving drops of Aleksander's semen in her wake.
***
Two hours later, the front door to Stefania's house quietly swung open as Natalya escorted her visitor outside.
"Who's the babe?" asked Sergeant John "Elvis" Presley as he observed the scene through the scope of his sniper rifle. "She's hot."
Elvis was an athletically built redhead, whose boyish looks hid his deadly skills with the rifle.
"Local whore," answered his superior, Captain Lindsey Hawk, lying beside him with a pair of binoculars. She adjusted the magnification on her binoculars. "Babenko can't keep away from her."
Lindsey was a short and petite woman with shoulder-length blonde hair and green eyes. She was the team's intelligence officer, and was the only one who more than a bit about Babenko.
Not to mention, she was also the only one who could speak Slavic.
She and the other four members of her team were hiding on a ridge outside town. It was early in the morning on the fourth day of observing Aleksander Babenko.
"She's a distraction," Lindsey continued. "Babenko is the Bolshevik connection."
"She can be useful," Elvis replied. "We could find a way to get inside that house without raising suspicion. Maybe she has information. Maybe she can get us close to Babenko. I'll bet she's got some juicy... intel on her."
"Juicy indeed," Staff Sergeant Franklin "Frankie" Rivera chuckled. "I wouldn't mind 'gathering some intel' on her."
Frankie was a large, bald Latino man with dark brown eyes and a goatee. He was usually the squad's demolitions expert, but right now he was just another pair of eyes on this no-contact reconnaissance mission.
Sergeant Eliana Michaels chuckled along nervously. As the team rookie, she wasn't sure if the sexual banter was all that appropriate. She was also a brunette, with a muscular body and a pixie cut.
"No," Lindsey commanded. "We're not getting side tracked... and you get more than enough juice from me."
"Amen to that," Elvis muttered as he continued to watch the scene unfold. Lindsey shot him a sideways smirk, and Frankie laughed.
They had been moving around on the ridge all day, shifting position to keep a clear line of sight on Babenko.
Aleksander and his prostitute talked for a few more minutes, being very intimate with one another. After a long, passionate kiss, the woman smiled at him and waved as she walked back into her home. The door closed.
"Hard to believe this philanderer is in the midst of helping the Bolsheviks invade his home country," remarked Frankie. "You'd think he'd, I dunno... be a bit more focused, given how the Bolshevik Army is gathered literally just across the valley."
Lindsey chuckled.
"He wouldn't be my first choice if I were the Ivans," she said as the team watched Aleksander walk down the road. "But the intel is good."
"Alright," a deep voice answered from behind the team. "That's it for tonight."
Lindsey put away her binoculars and turned to face their behemoth of a team leader, with his dark hair and piercing, blue eyes. His chiseled jawline was covered in brown stubble.
"Back to waypoint Bravo?" Lindsey clarified, referring to the part of the ridge where they had been spending the previous evenings, giving them a clear view of the Babenko residence.
"That's right," answered the commander of Delta Company, the elite unit of the 69th Special Operations Brigade's highly secretive 2nd Battalion, Major Daniel "Dan" Pierce. "Let's move out."