A wind up toy in a wind up world

The story so far

I have been working as a male manny (nanny), tutor, surrogate father to a Russian oligarch child (see other links at the bottom of this section). My temporary role, as a wind up toy for child X, came to an end this week. Mrs X, mummy of child X, informed me today that I was to be thrown out with all the old toys, as the father of child X thought I was too expensive and a waste of money (although father is loaded). I am like all of child X's and child X's brothers toys, I am without batteries and no longer used or needed.

To smell a rat

Some days ago when the brother of child X began stalking me in the playroom. His mission, to check if I spoke to child X and to translate orders from the nanny cow who is one of two nannies that look after the family of child X. Child X is one of four kids in the family. We will call the brother, child Y. Child Y talks in English like a machine. He is devoid of any empathy or emotion. This has been caused by so many years of getting what he wanted when he wanted. I was late to arrive at child X the other day and nanny cow told child Y, to tell me I was late and that I must stay four hours. I explained to him that their driver was late to collect me and that it was not my fault. Child Y said "that's not our problem you stay four hours". Nanny cow caressed his cheek after he had translated her message to me, he had done his job well. Child Y is twelve and child X is older than a baby but still very young. Mummy wanted him to speak English, although he could hardly speak any Russian. My job was to play with him and speak to him. I did both of these things on a daily basis. After several months of looking after child X, he had not advanced much past a few words in English but then he is still in nappies, so has other more urgent priorities to learn. Mummy X was getting impatient.

Anything can be bought 

These oligarch families view the world and people as things to buy. They can buy what they want when they want such as a toy costing thousands of Euro, a yacht in Italy, a business contract or a persons life. We are all disposable, like unwanted toys. They behave like Kings and queens and really do rule the world. In their world anything can be bought. I think it would be a fascinating experiment, to take a child from an oligarch family and put him or her into a high rise flat in a poor family, in a poor part of Russia. leave them there for two weeks and see what they learn. Of course this would never happen.

Nanny of child X has been very jealous of me, a foreigner and a man stamping in her territory, stealing her children and elbowing my way into her luxury private world. Child X has two nannies that work on rotating shifts. One is a cow and one is pleasant and friendly. I have fought a daily battle with nanny cow and lost the battle. Mrs X told me I may be needed later and would call me but I think her husband was jealous and her nanny was jealous of me. I am not so ugly and mummy X is a very attractive young woman. He need not have been jealous as I am married and my dick was cut off years ago. My dick is like an old lift, you push the button but it does not arrive at the floor because a its controlled by a button in another building (my wife) and I would not want it any other way.

Mr X could get any vagina he wanted to, it would be attached to an attractive face with expensive breasts but he would pay for it. Perhaps a rich man paying for woman, is not so different to him marrying one. Russia is full of mega rich men with wives who are whores in all but name. However Mrs X is not a whore but an intelligent woman, who clearly loves Mr X. He seemed devoid of emotion and never even said hello to me in the rare times that I passed him in the marble hallway, as he was leaving to get into his chauffeur driven Mercedes to another business deal or other "activity". He looked the sort of man without a conscience or soul. Perhaps he was different when Mrs X married him? Money and a luxury life must have changed him into a hard, cold machine. We will never know. If walls had ears, they would answer these fascinating questions.

The results and the now

When these kids grow up what kind of adults will they be? Adults lacking in empathy and humanity? Perhaps they will become adults who are arrogant, rich and bad? Money is a blessing but also a curse if handled badly, especially with children's development. I suspect, many of these kids of oligarchs born in the last ten to twenty years, will grow up mentally disturbed and emotional void as a result of their upbringing. Despite my concerns for these oligarch kids, for the right price, I can be bought and I'll be your wind up toy in a wind up world or any oligarchs. I don't need food or water, just put in the key and wind me up and pay me hard cash. I am a 'must have' for any oligarchs child. For now, I'll return to my full-time domestic duties at home. The break will be good but the money will be short, that's life. I am sure something will come up soon. I am for hire, confidentiality is a promise.

I must say, my life here has been interesting and I have seen what many people never see. Since arriving in Moscow, I have never seen so many Bentleys and Range Rovers in one city.  I'm sure there are more here than in the whole of the United Kingdom, the colour of choice is of course black. This wealth has been made via a back door and all in a very short space of time.

Related stories see: The children of Russian Oligarchs, The Russian Aristocracy,  Day dreams and zoos,   Russian bling.

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