Dear Warden Pavel,
I was in the showers late on Friday night when Judge Budsky came in with some of his friends. I was very embarrassed because I was entirely naked in the showers except for the shackles around my ankles. But I think he recognized me from court on Monday because when he saw me he smiled and walked over to see me.
He and his friends were staring right at my bare bottom, and he told me to "face me when I talk to you, convict" so reluctantly I turned around. He told me he "liked the pretty blonde curls between your legs and your straight blonde hair" and he and his friends laughed as I blushed.
He asked me what my work assignment was and I told him I got up ever morning before the sun came up and walked for miles to a pig farm. We worked all days and sometimes I was in pig filth up to my knees. The pig filth turned my feet black. The smell was terrible and when we walked back to the prison late at night in the dark children and stranger would call out rude things to us, calling us "little piggies" and "filthy sows."
I told him the guards were very strict with us and treated us like we were real inmates. He smiled and said, "That's because you are a real inmate, my little American golden girl."
He asked me how long we worked every day and I told him I didn't know because I had no watch or clock but I was exhausted and my hands were covered in callouses, then I showed him my hands and shackle sores. He said I was too pretty for the pig farm and he was going to arrange a "more suitable assignment" working as a "hostess" in town. I explained that I wasn't a prostitute, and I was supposed to be released on Monday.
The Judge looked angry and asked me if I was "a proud American bitch" who thought I was "too good to spread her creamy white thighs for him?" I said that wasn't what I meant.
Judge Busky said he wanted to release me but I needed to pay my court costs first and I would pay it faster if I worked in town. He said I would still work barefoot and in shackles and work the same hours, but it will be "on your back, with your bare feet in the air, or on your knees, sucking like a baby for your supper." He explained that as the presiding judge he got a percentage of my earnings, and he wanted to "get me humping" as soon as possible. He said I had a "sweet round American ass" and promised to visit me in town. Then he told me to "scrub up good between your legs, and it get it clean, because I can still smell the pig shit on you." After ogling me and my friends for a while, and commenting on our "nice round titties" and "sweet American asses", he left.
I am not a prostitute and I am supposed to be released on Monday. When I was arrested I had over $3,000 in American money with me; can that be used to pay for my court costs? What are my court costs anyway? If they cannot please wire my father and he will send the money necessary to release me and my friends on Monday. I will be more than happy to pay whatever fee is required, and a handsome gratuity!
Thank you for your help and assistance.
I have tried to hold out slopping the hogs but I am exhausted. They work us hard and every muscle and bone in my body aches. I am so hungry! Sometimes the girls will stick some of the disgusting pig slop into their own mouths just to survive. They caught Rebecca doing it and she was given the lathi across her bare feet, with everyone watching. She had to crawl in the slop, and the other girls and I carried her back to the prison.
Some of the girls survive on what the guards call a "high protein diet". Sometimes if you blow one of the guards they will give you some food and leave you in your cell to rest. I have done this a couple of times when I thought I wouldn't make it. But I am NOT a prostitute and felt humiliated and ashamed.
Rebecca and Brittany went to work as hostesses. Rebecca couldn't walk and Brittany went with her to help her. As soon as they agreed to be hostesses they were moved to separate cells and given food and medical treatment. Best yet, they didn't have to slop pigs anymore. But they were taken into town, and put to work at the brothel.
You earn money much faster there since sometimes they let you keep a percentage of your tips if you work hard. They made love to each other in front of some visiting Japanese businessmen and earned $25. They were both so happy.
$8,000 is nothing to my family; I can pay twice that easily if you let me contact my parents. Rebecca told that to the Judge when he visited her. He laughed and told her to wrap her legs around him tightly, and she would pay "with her sweet, tight American pussy." The good news is it only took him about two minutes to finish and even though he was laughing at her the whole time he left her a $10 tip. That's more than I earn in a week. He told her she should keep "wiggling her ass" because "hard work builds character."
I am working so very hard, and I need help. I am not a prostitute, but I cannot survive here for years. Please! I will do anything!