Lives of Others, Sex, Gangs, Business in Eastern Europe
Copyright© 2026 by L Anderson
Chapter 1: Serbia
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 1: Serbia - An ambitious woman from Poland tries to break into the sex, gangs and businesses of Serbia in Eastern Europe. She is taught hard lessons along the way by the men who use and abuse her. She is forced to serve them as their sex slave, but she wants more. She will do anything to get ahead and others know that.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Ma/ft Coercion NonConsensual Reluctant Heterosexual Fiction Incest Father Daughter Light Bond Rough Cream Pie First Facial Oral Sex 2nd POV
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.”