Anna and the rest of the girls have been on the bus for hours now, growing weary by their emotional state of mind and the lack of food or drink, Anna is in a daze thinking about the family she left behind in Russia. Darkness hovers over her as she thinks about what lies ahead. She can hear the faint whimpers of some of the other girls on the bus with her, but there was no sound coming from Anna other than the beat of her own heart pounding against her chest. The driver remains silent and ignores every attempt by the girls to get answers.
As the sun begins to set, the bus finally comes to a stop in Vientiane, Laos. There, Anna and the other girls are handed over to yet another man. Anna didn’t know at the time, but this would be her final destination and her doorway to a hellish life. The life of a human trafficking victim, and the man she was handed over to was her new owner, her pimp.
The girls were placed in one room with sleeping mats on the floor, a small stand with a TV on it, and no toilet just a bucket for private business. Various men came in and out of the room inspecting the girls, and to set up one porn movie after another to play on the small television set which the girls were forced to watch around the clock. They were also forced to look through the peephole in the wall to watch the “sex for sale” business already forced onto the young girls already trapped in this brothel. This was Anna’s new home: a brothel for underage girls.
Anna was being trained how to please a man because in a few short weeks, she would be the one in the next room performing while the new girls watched. As the weeks passed, Anna started becoming agitated and very angry at the thought of her captivity. She doesn’t have her passport, any money, nor does she speak the local language, so escaping was almost scarier to her in a foreign country than her current situation. She also remembered the condition of one of the other girls after she was beaten severely for attempting to escape the week before, so Anna fought the urge to do the same.
Her only escape was in thought. Anna spent the time she wasn’t working thinking about her family back in Russia. This was her only time of solace. After continuous demands to be set free and receiving no response to her petitions, Anna shut off her emotions and became what her owner wanted her to be. All hope for help and rescue eluded her, and she began to loathe her white skin which only served to increase the desire of others for her work.
Stay tuned for Anna’s Story part 3………