[Allison Kowalski was first referenced at the start of 'Kiddie Fuck Princess Pageant: Semi-finals, Part 3']

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11 year old Allison Kowalski struggled to figure out where she was. She was in some dimly-lit nightclub; that much was for sure. Most likely it was the exclusive VIP section of the club located on an upper floor. Her young mind deduced that from all the expensive-looking suits that the two dozen or so guests were wearing as well as the amount of jewelery and expensive bottles of liquor found on tables across the room. The elementary schoolgirl of course couldn't tell the difference between a $30 bottle of Hennessy found in liquor stores back home and the $10,000 bottle of Chivas Regal Royal Salute (50 years old) currently open on the table in front of her. It actually couldn't concern her any less what brand of cognac was being served; it was just that the American child was searching for clues, ANY visual clues, that might give her hints as to what part of the WORLD she was currently being held captive (and physically defiled on a daily basis).

She figured that from the majority of clientele appearing middle-eastern, she could be in the Arabic part of the world. But then again, just yesterday she sexually serviced a group of wealthy East-Asian men. The people who kept her prisoner all seemed to speak English (heavily accented but she couldn't place from where) and thus offered no clues. She was always held indoors in window-less rooms and so she's never even seen sunlight in the past several months. On two prior occasions she was drugged unconscious, and when she awoke she found herself in a different room with a different set of other captive little girls (all of Caucasian ethnic descent). But whether she was transferred to another floor of the same building, another part of the city, or an entirely different country altogether, she couldn't say, as she had no awareness of the passage of time between losing consciousness and reawakening at her next location.

In fact, she had no awareness of time at all. She couldn't tell whether it was daytime or night, what day of the week it was, or precisely how long in total she had been abducted. It was around 4 months shy of her 12th birthday when she was forcibly taken from her home, and at the present moment the preteen would've been unable to answer if she was still 11 years old or had turned 12 while in captivity.

Allison continued to visually scan her present surroundings, continually shifting her gaze from left to right. Occasionally she would make eye contact with one or more of the men in the room, but they mostly paid no attention to her, as if she was nothing more than a piece of ornament. In a way though, that's exactly what the girl child was to them - a piece of room decoration no different than an exotic fish swimming in a tank. And in many ways Allison was much like a fish in her current predicament.

To begin with, the girl was floating naked, belly side down, inside of a large transparent glass fish tank. This tank measured 2 meters long, 1.25 meters wide, and 1 meter high (it was open on the top). But she wasn't "swimming" in the tank as a living fish would. Instead, each of her slim wrists were shackled to separate metal restraints attached to chains bolted down to the bottom of the tank. Her ankles were likewise restrained to similar chains on the other end, causing her legs to be spread apart about 60 cms.

Even with her arms and legs immobile, the natural buoyancy of her body caused her to remain afloat inside the liquid tank. In fact, her body would've floated up to the surface if not for her restraints keeping her locked in place. Her head, oriented perpendicular to the ground, remained about 10 cms below the top surface of the liquid. And so the American preteen, suspended inside the tank, was posed much like the comic book character "Superman" flying through the air.

But how was the girl supposed to breathe in this environment? Answer: Allison was wearing both a diving mask as well as a plastic snorkel slipped inside of her mouth. The top of the snorkel extended about 6-8 cms above the surface of the liquid, drawing fresh oxygen into her little lungs with each of her breaths. So as Allison scanned her surroundings with her eyes, she was looking through both her diving mask and the glass wall of her tank.

There was one additional and significant detail. This tank was not full of water. Instead, Allison was floating in light-yellowish human urine unknowingly donated by the hundreds of reveling partygoers on the first floor of this nightclub. Before she was placed into the tank, the owners of the club (in league with her captors) had secretly re-engineered the piping in the men's restroom downstairs so that whenever men urinated into the standing urinals, their piss would get redirected into large vats on the other side of the wall which collected all the piss for tonight's "entertainment."

Therefore, the liters and liters of urine in which she was "snorkeling" in represented the collective piss of the numerous dancing clubgoers downstairs who were oblivious to the fact that as they danced to their music and pissed away their many bottles of consumed alcohol down the urinal, that their fresh urine was being collected into a glass tank that was later to be used to dump a small girl's nude body into.

Allison would be forced to remain in this piss tank for the duration of the night. Her sole source of oxygen came through the snorkel tube held tightly between her lips. Any lapse of concentration resulting in the loss of her snorkel could mean a certain death by drowning for the child. This meant that no matter how much her neck hurt from the bent angle, that she could not look down or else the top end of the snorkel would get submerged under the piss. Nor could she break the airtight seal which her lips made with the plastic tube (by sneezing or yawning), or else her mouth would fill with urine which she would either have to drink or else drown. Most worrisome of all, the preteen girl was terrified of the possibility that she might fall asleep or otherwise lose consciousness after being held for hours in her state, which would mean drowning unless her captors took her out of the tank should that happen.

She couldn't be sure whether she would get rescued if she were to start drowning. She had noticed other captive children would sometimes not come back to her shared cell, and didn't know whether these kids were being transferred to other locations or perhaps were killed off? She couldn't take any chances. She wrapped her small mouth around her snorkel literally as if her life depended on it.

Every now and then, one of the men partying at this VIP section would walk up to her tank to just in front of the glass wall separating them (her fish tank was on top of a large table which made her horizontal body nearly at eye level with a grown man if he were to stoop slightly), and tauntingly tap the glass (as one would to capture a fish's attention) while winking or smacking his lips at the little girl. Poor, humiliated Allison maintained her eye contact with this drunk, mocking man, a hairy, bearded Arab around 25 years of age, but focused all her concentration at not losing the seal around her snorkel. As for the people in the room, a large air vent located just above the open fish tank sucked up all the foul odor stemming from the pool of piss and so from their point-of-view, Allison may as well have been floating in fine champagne and not liquid human waste.

Allison had another worry on her mind. Around 10 minutes ago the seal between her mask and her face had started to break, causing a trickle of urine to enter her mask and pool near her nostrils. Because both of her hands were shackled she could not clear out her mask of liquid like a trained scuba diver would. She knew that inevitably before the night was over, her mask would fill completely with urine and she would be looking out into the room with piss as her visual filter. The only consoling fact was that at least the piss in her mask wouldn't obstruct her breathing. That is what mattered most of all; not losing her precious snorkel, her sole pipeline to remaining alive.

Lastly, the young girl realized just how cold the temperature of human piss can get once it has cooled outside of the body. Unlike her old memories of the warm, frothy streams of urine coming straight out of a person's urethra (why an 11 year old girl had memories of getting pissed on will be fully explained later), the piss in the fish tank was rather cold, enough to send ripples of shivers down her spine. How desperately the girl wanted to rub her arms and chest with her hands to keep them warm; unfortunately her limbs were still bound by the metal chains keeping her imprisoned in her liquid cage.

How did it get to this? How did a beautiful all-American child, who just 4 short years ago lived a happy life in the suburbs of Chicago, wind up naked inside of a tank filled with vile piss in a nightclub located god knows where in the world? And was ANYONE, especially her parents, aware that she was still alive and in desperate need of rescue? Was ANYONE in the outside world searching for her?

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If one got the impression that an 11 year old child trapped in a sea of piss was rather handling herself well, almost TOO WELL, then it is necessary to explain a bit of her history and the circumstances that brought her unwillingly into the underground world of white sexual slavery.

For the first 8 years of her brief life, Allison was just another girl growing up in the suburbs of Chicago, Illinois in the midwestern part of the United States. Being particularly cute and perky, her parents had auditioned her for local beauty pageants and later in television ads starting at the ripe young age of 4. The Kowalskis were a couple obsessed with the modern phenomenon of celebrity culture; they felt that their daughter's best path to an easy life was to become a pop singer or actress and milk her 15 minutes of fame (as opposed to studying hard at school or honing an actual skill). And so her mother entertained thoughts of relocating the family to Hollywood so that her daughter could audition for more shows, and even schemed of ways that her family could become the subject of a reality television show.

It was her thirst and greed for instant celebrity that made the family vulnerable to exploitation by the child pornographer Jim Phillips. As he did with the parents of countless numbers of his kiddie porn stars, Phillips initially gained the confidence of the Kowalskis by misrepresenting himself as a legitimate child talent agent. But once he gained a foot through the door, it would be a combination of extortion and the promise of future wealth that kept such parents in line.

To make a long story short, 8 year old Allison would quickly graduate up from shooting risque, partially-clothed photo shoots into making hardcore child pornography in the span of 6 months. And it would not be just any standard-fare kiddie porn that this little girl would make for the next 3 years.

Allison would perform in the nastiest, dirtiest human acts imaginable. There are things which this little girl did with her body that the most sexually deviant mind couldn't come up with unless it was under the influence of LSD or some other powerful hallucinogenic drug. As she went from a newcomer at 8 1/2 to the top of her industry by age 10, she fucked and sucked her way to the top by participating in the most socially repugnant acts - acts with grown men, women, other children, babies, and even numerous domestic animals - and allowing herself to be filmed while doing them.

This was why she was so calm inside of her piss tank. Other children placed into such a disgusting predicament would have panicked within seconds, inducing their own drowning in the putrid fluid. But Allison, through her porn career, had extensive experience with "golden shower" themed movies - scenes during which she would get pissed on, piss on another participant, or drink the urine that was offered to her. As beforementioned, the most difficult thing she was adapting to was the cold temperature of her piss pool, as her past urine play mainly involved fresh warm piss.

The crowning of Allison's highly illegal life's work came in the form of winning the Ms. Kiddie Fuck Princess Pageant title one year. Allison beat out 7 of the most experienced female child sex performers in the world to earn her pageant crown after engaging in many of the taboo extreme sex acts mentioned above. There was no one above her in popularity. Back when Tina West was still a virgin Catholic schoolgirl, back when Tiffany and Tori Kessler were starting to make kiddie porn but were not yet household names, it was Allison Kowalski that the pedophiles of the world couldn't get enough of.

But shortly after earning her Kiddie Fuck title, Allison would go on to make the biggest mistake of her life - she would betray the child porn community that had blessed her with fame and enough money never to have to work again - by reporting the industry's illegal activities to police. So began a series of incidents which would culminate with her bathing inside a tank full of human piss today.

Allison, at the urging of her school teacher and guidance counselor, went to police to share with them her secret life. The exact reasons why she did this were known only to Allison herself and Jim Phillips; others merely speculated. Though her parents would've surely landed in prison themselves for tacitly approving Allison's participation in the illegal porn filming, they both cut deals with the district attorney by promising to testify against the "big fish", Jim Phillips, and receive full immunity in return.

The Kowalskis' legal assault on their employers however resulted in a disastrous outcome. The state of Illinois for instance could not even physically locate the whereabouts of the pornographer. While they managed to arrest a few of his low-level employees (for instance the limo drivers who transported the kiddie stars to their film locations), prosecutors underestimated the vast network of pedophile sympathizers that existed in the U.S criminal justice system.

Jim Phillips had ordered the court-appointed child psychologist (and secretly his ally) for instance, to testify that Allison was exhibiting signs of a paranoid schizophrenic, thereby discrediting her testimonies. The testimonies of her parents were likewise obstructed by corrupt judges and other agents planted inside the court system. In the end the entire proceedings came to a mistrial, the limo drivers were paid generous hush money and were never heard from again, and the Kowalskis were forced to enter into the FBI's witness protection program to flee the impending wrath of the Jim Phillips child porn empire.

After relocating from Chicago to rural northern Colorado with brand new assumed names/identities to restart their lives, the Kowalskis believed that they were safe. But it would only be a matter of weeks before Phillips' moles planted within the FBI would reveal the family's new whereabouts, and Phillips would outsource the abduction of Allison to an East European organized crime family.

Killing her would be far too kind in proportion to her betrayal, Phillips thought. And so he agreed to sell the 11 year old to her kidnappers who had contacts with white sex slave traders around the world. No matter what her past kiddie porn fame, she would no longer be under the blanket of protection he could provide; Allison would simply become a piece of commodity that the slave traders would use and abuse until she was of no further monetary value to them, at which point they would 'discard' her like some rancid piece of meat.

Phillips had only a few but clear ethical principles - he would never shoot 'snuff films' and would give his child performers adequate time to heal their bodies (after rough sex) before filming them again. But with the white slavers, whatever they wanted to do with Allison's underaged body, whatever physical or psychological torment they wanted to subject her to, was entirely up to them and out of his hands.

This was how Allison came to be in her present situation, to exist solely for the purpose of fulfilling various perverse sexual fantasies of men and women who knew how to procure the services of the slave traders. Though she may never find out, she was currently being held captive in Istanbul, Turkey. This was after a stint she did in the Shinjuku red-light district of Tokyo, Japan, where white sex workers were in great demand, and PRETEEN white sex workers, especially so.

The American girl was drugged and smuggled out of the U.S by being hidden inside of a shipping container on a freighter bound for Manilla, Philippines. From there, she was smuggled into Japan, and from Japan, to Turkey. Because of her past in child porn and her familiarity with extreme sex acts, she was somewhat easier to 'break' and train compared with other preteen white slave children being held by the same captors. It would be this show of complete obedience that was keeping Allison alive for the moment, as she could be murdered the instant her captors found her too difficult to 'manage.'

The next episode will focus a bit more on the identities of some of the other white sex slave children that were being held along with Allison, the brutal sex training regimen that they were all each subjected to, and a particular wagering game that Allison lost which caused her to be presented to a group of wealthy Arab pedophiles while naked inside of a fish tank full of human piss.

To be Continued