Ivana Posporovitch is the eldest of five girls. She lives in Stalin's Russia during the mid 1930s. Her father and mother are high ranking local communists...She is a slim blonde blue eyed 18 year old with a generous bust. She is haughty because her parents' positions give give her a certain power. That coupled with her attractive face and body means she may choose her husband.
Ivana's father is intrigued when Boris Illich, the head of the local Secret police , visits him and brings up the subject of Ivana's future. Illich is an overweight widower with a big bald head, and a mouth full of broken or crooked teeth, and a dirty beard (often betraying the remains of his last meal). Ivana's father gives Illich no encouragement at all although he can see that a marriage might advance the Posporovitch cause in the Party. He casually mentions the courting call of Illich to Ivana who almost vomits at the very thought of such a match. Her father presses the matter no more.
What Ivana's parents don't know is that Illich begins to sow the seeds of their downfall by opening a file on them and fabricating evidence against them. They are accused of Bourgeois tendencies and Counter-revolutionary activities. One day in Spring, Vlad Posporovitch is suddenly arrested and taken away. His wife, Irina (Ivana's mother) leaves her family in the care of her sister and goes to the town to have her husband set free. She is incensed at the very thought that her husband should be detained even for an hour. When she arrives at the Secret police barracks she is also arrested. Both her husband and herself are tried before a special court that evening and sentenced to 10 years in Siberia with immediate effect.
Shortly afterwards Boris Illich arrives at the Posporovitch household to pass on the bad news. He orders the Aunt to her home and begins to taunt Ivana about her fate and that of her family. "You have two choices...I will arrange for you and your sisters to be sent to five different but equally horrible State homes...or your sisters can live with your Aunt at my expense and you will live with me as my bride!" Ivana shuddered at the awful choice...As she sobbed Illich looked on her lustfully and imagined her spread before him on his bed. Ghastly though the choice was she knew that she must marry him.
The wedding day arrived within a week. Ivana, once haughty and proud, was now just a humble peasant girl...beautiful, yes, but without confidence.After the formalities in the Town hall Boris laid on a feast for party officials. Ivana realised that most if not all of the geusts were secretly thrilled at the thought of her fate at the hands of this huge ugly brute. She knew that many of the men who had lusted after her were delighted to think that this once stuck up girl would get her come uppence! And the women were worse. These jealous bitches positively crowed over her predicament. "Ivana dear I believe that he is built like a horse...what a lucky girl you are!" said one middle aged bag who hated Ivana for her youth and looks. And so it went on and on...until Boris stood up, and amid cheers and whooping led his bride to a carriage in which they were conveyed to his house around the corner.
"We shall go to bed early Ivana" he grinned through broken teeth. Ivana went upstairs and found the bedroom door open. She unfastened her blouse and dropped her skirts. She stood now in a lacy girdle which covered her from her bottom to underneath her fat breasts. The 18 year old was shaking. Boris swept in and leered at her. "Raise your hands over you head girl", he sneered. Ivana did so. Boris undid her strings and freed her enormous breasts. "What tits " he muttered and greedily began to knead and squeeze them.She felt a huge rough hand descend between her legs and urgently feel about her cunt lips. She gasped "No", only to be smacked viciously across the face. His big horrible face pressed against hers and his snake like tongue entered her soft mouth.Now he was feeling her buttocks: now her breasts. Suddenly she flew backwards onto the bed in response to a huge push. He held open her legs and stared at her soft cunt, drooling and slobbering as he went.
Then he dropped his filthy trousers and climbed onto her. He stuck himself into her naked tightness. As she protested he gained in power and strength until she felt she would be torn apart. His penis went in further and further...he rode her furiously dribbling saliva over her face and breasts.
That night she lost all her virginities...up her front and back passages and then in her soft pink mouth. He shot a number of loads into her. He felt like a new man. "The bitch is mine now"
Ivana's father is intrigued when Boris Illich, the head of the local Secret police , visits him and brings up the subject of Ivana's future. Illich is an overweight widower with a big bald head, and a mouth full of broken or crooked teeth, and a dirty beard (often betraying the remains of his last meal). Ivana's father gives Illich no encouragement at all although he can see that a marriage might advance the Posporovitch cause in the Party. He casually mentions the courting call of Illich to Ivana who almost vomits at the very thought of such a match. Her father presses the matter no more.
What Ivana's parents don't know is that Illich begins to sow the seeds of their downfall by opening a file on them and fabricating evidence against them. They are accused of Bourgeois tendencies and Counter-revolutionary activities. One day in Spring, Vlad Posporovitch is suddenly arrested and taken away. His wife, Irina (Ivana's mother) leaves her family in the care of her sister and goes to the town to have her husband set free. She is incensed at the very thought that her husband should be detained even for an hour. When she arrives at the Secret police barracks she is also arrested. Both her husband and herself are tried before a special court that evening and sentenced to 10 years in Siberia with immediate effect.
Shortly afterwards Boris Illich arrives at the Posporovitch household to pass on the bad news. He orders the Aunt to her home and begins to taunt Ivana about her fate and that of her family. "You have two choices...I will arrange for you and your sisters to be sent to five different but equally horrible State homes...or your sisters can live with your Aunt at my expense and you will live with me as my bride!" Ivana shuddered at the awful choice...As she sobbed Illich looked on her lustfully and imagined her spread before him on his bed. Ghastly though the choice was she knew that she must marry him.
The wedding day arrived within a week. Ivana, once haughty and proud, was now just a humble peasant girl...beautiful, yes, but without confidence.After the formalities in the Town hall Boris laid on a feast for party officials. Ivana realised that most if not all of the geusts were secretly thrilled at the thought of her fate at the hands of this huge ugly brute. She knew that many of the men who had lusted after her were delighted to think that this once stuck up girl would get her come uppence! And the women were worse. These jealous bitches positively crowed over her predicament. "Ivana dear I believe that he is built like a horse...what a lucky girl you are!" said one middle aged bag who hated Ivana for her youth and looks. And so it went on and on...until Boris stood up, and amid cheers and whooping led his bride to a carriage in which they were conveyed to his house around the corner.
"We shall go to bed early Ivana" he grinned through broken teeth. Ivana went upstairs and found the bedroom door open. She unfastened her blouse and dropped her skirts. She stood now in a lacy girdle which covered her from her bottom to underneath her fat breasts. The 18 year old was shaking. Boris swept in and leered at her. "Raise your hands over you head girl", he sneered. Ivana did so. Boris undid her strings and freed her enormous breasts. "What tits " he muttered and greedily began to knead and squeeze them.She felt a huge rough hand descend between her legs and urgently feel about her cunt lips. She gasped "No", only to be smacked viciously across the face. His big horrible face pressed against hers and his snake like tongue entered her soft mouth.Now he was feeling her buttocks: now her breasts. Suddenly she flew backwards onto the bed in response to a huge push. He held open her legs and stared at her soft cunt, drooling and slobbering as he went.
Then he dropped his filthy trousers and climbed onto her. He stuck himself into her naked tightness. As she protested he gained in power and strength until she felt she would be torn apart. His penis went in further and further...he rode her furiously dribbling saliva over her face and breasts.
That night she lost all her virginities...up her front and back passages and then in her soft pink mouth. He shot a number of loads into her. He felt like a new man. "The bitch is mine now"
