UNTITLED #001

GONZO

An anonymous submission

By REDACTED · October 7, 2026 · 8 min read

DISCLAIMER

The following is a real account of illegal immigrant prostitution rings in the Chicagoland area submitted to MAMA by an anonymous source who has verified the veracity of the submission without revealing his identity. Due to his unique role, he has knowledge of the unfathomably dark, horrifying, and depraved details described below. His submission has not been altered in any way, besides for grammar and syntax. We haven’t edited it because we do not want to suggest or establish editorial responsibility for the below; we did not assign it nor do we want it to be construed as an endorsement of anything therein. Rather, we unequivocally condemn it in the strongest possible terms. We publish it as a “found fragment,” like the video of a crime, because it is the truth, and people should know the truth about what’s going on in their cities, and in their country, and with the world they think they know and understand.

READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED.

6:34am and the cold steel gate swings open. It’s humid out, but the sun isn’t quite beating down yet. 30 humans emerge from cramped accommodations, their first glimpse of light since they went to sleep beneath jungle vines, deep within the Darien Gap. This is all bullshit - because it is nothing like this anymore. No one comes through the border; they come through DFW, Midway, and O’Hare. Some of them come with no money. The scouts who spent days scouring the streets of Cartagena and Caracas for them forgot about their arrival at O’hare or overslept with dead phones and didn’t show to pick them up. These ones have nowhere to go, so they languish outside the airport side streets. They wait till nightfall to suck the cocks of black crack fiends and drunks wearing salvation army-stained bulls jerseys. They scrape their knees up, taking an additional twenty to swallow a filthy load so they can afford to eat, until they can manage a return trip back to a concrete floor home without running water. You see them dragging their roller suitcases around wearing tight dresses at 10:34 in the morning, with petrified ass checks from the cheap ass injections done with diluted motor oil that they paid for with their savings from their last trip abroad.

But these are the truly lost ones. Most of them do get picked up by the scouts and taken to the houses. Typically, the scouts get to fuck them for ½ price or free, depending on the season. Most of the houses are illegal second units, basements with lead plumbing, black mold, and airborne herpes. Each girl will get a room, and their pictures immediately get circulated on the WhatsApp thread. Fresh pussy. No names, just ages and country of origin, which is nearly always a lie. The Cuban girls typically are the cheapest. They are still too proud a race and haven’t quite accepted they are whores usually, so they have a dead look and usually just take dick, flinching, and staring off at the unfinished ceiling. Dominican girls usually go straight to JFK first before they start the circuit, and they usually can speak English as well. With rare exception, they are born malnourished and can’t afford perfume to cover the smell of the previous john.

Mexican girls rarely get fake ass cheeks but will often have fake titties. Most of the time they can’t take sufficient dick, because they are used to small dicks. They aren’t as common anymore since Trump, and when you do get a decent one, she’ll almost always try to upcharge you to touch her titties or get fully naked. Sometimes you’ll find some other Central American girls, but they suffer from the same issues. They like to immediately stare at their phones after you bust. These girls rush immediately to swipe this experience on to the next reel or story, so that they are not repulsed and can quickly forget. Often, they have dozens of chats going on their phones and will pretend you aren’t there afterwards until an awkward goodbye. Waiting for dick all day makes them all complete iPhone junkies.

The real premium are the Venezuelans and the Colombian girls. The Venezuelans have witnessed a complete collapse of their economy; in January we took 700 million from their president and kidnapped him. They look at Americans like slave holders. They always stare you in the face while they swallow your cock, saying yes sir with their eyes. In their minds they are resigned to and accepting of being on their knees, they believe American men are Daddy. Venezuelan girls sometimes will have rules that they don’t fuck Venezuelan guys, which comically enrages these dudes. They don’t seem to understand that there is an indirect racial domination ongoing, like the dynamic between white masters and enslaved African women.

The Colombian girls are the complete opposite as Colombia is booming. The jungle is overflowing with more coke than ever before to feed the insatiable global demand and collapse of FARC. The Colombian Peso is up over 20% YTD against the dollar, and Medellin is crawling with tourists.

Colombian girls all just want to buy houses, many of them are just normal women with school and/or medical debt who have the bad fortune of being scooped up by a scout. American Greed has spread, and social media has accelerated the demand for luxury in the cities. Most girls realized they could get a BBL, fat titties, and make far more getting fucked by 12-15 guys a day for a few weeks than at any job there. Colombia let in two million Venezuelans, 200k of them girls with no education. The influx of cheap Venezuelan labor has made the job market difficult for a dumb whore good for nothing but a wet hole.

These girls fly to three to five cities back-to-back, before returning home with full bank accounts. They are mostly young and stupid, usually blowing all the money, and are back on the circuit within three months. In the States the operations are small, but in Europe these whores work in massive brutalist complexes full of sluts. Their faces kept tight under the perpetual glow of the red lights, night after sordid night. Their pussies sagging out of the bottom of their panties, laden with KY jelly, and swollen heavy like a broken boxer’s jaw.

Contrary to belief, it’s best to go in the afternoon or the evening, when they’ve already been fucked 59 times. They’ve eaten lunch and maybe already taken a shit, and the last guy who fucked them in the ass left with most of the shit stain on his cock, not yours. Usually, these places don’t have soap or often even toilet paper, and the girls are rarely motivated to shower. If you go too early and you want to fuck a Cuban girl like a dog, you’ll have to hold her ass cheeks together, so you don’t pass out.

These girls only fuck with condoms, but the Chinese bitches you can find at the after-hours places will suck your raw dick and then sit on your chest and piss hot, shitake smelling clear liquid. These places usually are even more disgusting, with roaches and sewer beetles crawling from broken tiles, and disconnected sewer lines seeping fetid odor.

The Colombian Cartels, as opposed to the others, are quiet and don’t attract attention. They’re the ones that send the pussy over outside of the scout system; the top tier bitches. They have pricing for the girlfriend experience, and they are skilled in the art of fucking. These bitches will have professional hair and nails done, with high end heels and purses. They will immediately ask you for a tip upfront but will suck your dick like an absolute professional; their jet puffed lips still scabbed from the injections. They like to spray you with alcohol first and always play music. They wrap those swollen lips on your ball sack and milk cock like they’ve done it 23,000 times. They have.

The cartels know who you are, there are cameras everywhere in their places. They know your address, and they have your phone number. Typically, one guy sits in another room not visible and watches the cameras most of the day. That guy reports back to Cartagena and holds the money. The Colombians are always trying to get you to push coke on the side as well.

Girls will put you in touch with their handler. Getting top tier girls only and securing a place deeper inside the city is a way to cash out, so long as you kick back to the cartel. It’s far less clandestine and much more business-like than you would think. No guns, though they have them, and no violence in the pussy game. Setting up clients that understand what complete discretion means is the focus. When you slide your cock out, the burden is in your hands. You must be born again.

It must be a side of you no one knows from your normal life. A side maybe someone discovers after your death. You must be able to inhabit two souls and switch between them when the time comes.