NAUGHTY C. MISSING/ EXPLOUTED CHILDREN NEEDS PUBLISHED

Interstate 40 between Kingman, Az & the I-17 junction, did I want to go to Phoenix or Denver? Midnight, snow flurries 33° was I invisible or was this just shit for luck time to be hitching?

Must have been around 2:OO am. gut in a yellow Cadillac Fleetwood pulls up, stops. How far you going he ask as I gor settled feeling the warmth finally off my feet. I said, not sure neglecting to tell him I was a runaway from home from one of the hottest places in the United States, Baker, California. Well I'm headed for, Puerto Peñasco, Old Mexico want to come along, good place to decide, ya ever been? Hell no, I was in Tijuana once with my parents. So, should I let you off at, Flagstaff, AZ or you wanna come? In a moment's thought I said yeah, I'll go. Strange fellow, he had to have known P, a runaway, a minor. Yet he didn't care. Two earlier rides both tried to fondle me, one yanked me over grabbing my virgin girlhood.

In Phoenix we got a room at a room on Van Buren back in the day before it became a stroll for hookers, pimps and junkies it was like Miami Beach in the desert. Out in Tempe on the Scottsdale Strip at JD's Waylon Jennings was playing before Bobby Bare discovered him. Mr. X took me there I remember it well. Later around midnight, he took me to rent a paddle boat at Encanto Park, the night air saturated with the scent of all the citrus blossoms in bloom. Mr. X was fascinating, also scary him a grown man forty plus and me, of course, I was under age and yet, this man my dad's age was romancing me remaining a perfect gentleman. Boy! Did I have much to learn and I was a pretty savvy kid.

Puerto Peñasco was beautiful, the water, beaches tourist yachts a small storybook enchanted village in my fantasy book bake- oven existence. After a few days we headed for Ensenada a few Km out of Tijuana but we wound up at a villa 10-15 Km from the Pristine beauty of Rosarita beach. I was totally confused, I gotten lost in the adventure, sights, sounds, smell. I quickly realized it was time to arise from my fascinating, fantasy naive slumber.

This damn place wasn't a gated community, it was a fortified compound with soon discovered electric fences, Large free roaming dogs and an armed sentry, more than one. I ask Mr. X what is this place, why are we here? He gently replied, Kate, this is a luxurious private villa, it is also a motion picture studio where you are going to become a luminary, a star that will excite millions. I said, what the hell you talking about? I am no actress, this ain't no Paramount, MGM. What kind of movies, I ask? Adult films Katy, you know, where you see folks fuck. News to me, I had never seen such movie in my sixteen years, I heard yet doubted shit like that existed.

I was then introduced to Candy and Sugar my tour guides, both barely older than me. They had also gotten here with the help of some smooth talking order recruiter. They showed me the large sound stage building, tons of motion picture equipment, endless "Props" in reality it was a film studio. The performers all young, all gently abducted forced into sex slavery.

Candy and Sugar here for nearly a year, Candy had her cherry busted by a boyfriend, Sugar, like I was, a virgin. I would not be for long. They gave nice Mr. X the job of deflowering my tight little virgin pussy. Why fight? He got me loaded on weed, whites and wine. Yeah before Lowell George wrote those lyrics to, " Willing" before Ronstadt sang them. I recall his large cock pushing inside me, the blood from my hymen all over the sheet that first time. It went on for days, X fucking me, teaching me to give head, the pain of lingering bowel movements as he used my exit for an entrance. He told me I was being groomed to be a big porn-star. I was a kidnapped teen used as an unwilling sex slave, no pay! Eat, sleep, get high and be a fuck and suck toy.

The deal, wait! Thus smut is movie land, grips, best boys, lighting, set deco, etc. Actresses i.e. sex slaves must, will do, say as directed. If not! Ready? Solitary confinement three days, 6'x6' dark room, hole in the floor and 2 one gallon jugs of water. Next time, it's 5 days, darkness, haunting silence. Thinking rebellion, think again.

I was fucked and/or sucked, got pissed on, slapped, spit in.my mouth, all holes used, gangbanged, you get the idea, and I wad ordered to look; I enjoyed, painful, scared, up to the director. one man or ten I was just the sex object obeying direction, or??!

We, I mean all 19 of us sex slaves in captivity pondered. They just can't free us, let us go, my God we'd come back with the federalist and the FBI. Shit, we could make fuck flicks into our fifties. Or, or not much risk if they just one day, made us disappear forever. After this shit, what other choices could they have for their safety, sure as hell not ours, not much value in an old used porn sex slave.

It had been four years soon it would be 1972. We wondered where our master class fuck films were being shown? By 1969 the first Amendments triumphed. The soup can 15 minutes of fame, Andy Warhol his "Blue" movies were being accommodated by theaters in New York and San Francisco, 1969 began the " Golden Age of Porn" shit maybe some perv that recognized one of us missing nymphs and would report it. Was that too much hope, probably.

Things got seriously dangerous by 1973 the "Snuff Flick" was gaining popularity. Available on the "Down low" in stinky back rooms for around $75-$100 you could see extreme BDSM with a finale of a brutal death of the unlucky victim. Now in our Compound "Snuff" was a buzz. Two girls, neither beauty queens were sent off to, Bolivia, we all knew they would not return. José told all of us, exercise, eat our health diet, you wanna stay pretty so "yuse" guys will not have to go be in a 1 of those south American films. We knew exact!y what he meant. By the way, "Snuff flicks" are more popular today, 2024. Today there are thousands of abused and exploited, much younger in many cases girls and boys. All due to the mass world migration created by the Biden/Harris, Mayorkas fiasco of inviting millions of migrants, illegal aliens into the United States. With an estimated, 300,000 of these children vanished, missing one can only guess the the terrible abuse, Horrific sexual slavery fate many are suffering. Something the Biden/Harris administration totally fails to even acknowledge.

Donald Trump and Border Czar Tom Holman are committed to finding these innocent souls. I fear it is too late for so many. Of course, The instigators of this child trafficking, democrats, the Biden /Harris exploitation for voters in Perpetuity group could care less. Only God will hold them Accountable, For all these children Cancel advocating the killing of the unborn With such firm passion.

I digress! Around Christmas, Lupe one of us from McAllister, Oklahoma managed to escape. In June of 1976 The Mexican federalist, Hostage rescue of the FBI and The swat team Of the US Marshal service Pull off a daring rescue of all of us, We all made it out alive. Due to a secret arrangement Which I doubt anybody can find because You know how they hide things, Jimmy Carter in an arrangement with The president of Mexico, José López Portillo this horrible Rape kidnapping imprisonment And so on Never got out to the press. Wind factor cautioned Under a thinly veiled threat To never discuss it. It had to do with Mexico American tourism and commerce.

I am discussing it now Because imagine what's gonna happen, now Thanks to the Biden Harris And all who supported them In this migration Illegal Aliens Invited by a sitting president of the United States. I don't care if he is cognitively impaired He needs to be held accountable and punished, As do all of his fellow-conspirators That created this crisis.

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