60 yo former sex traffic victim finds gold over the rainbo

When I was 8 my parents went to prison for MAIL & WIRE FRAUD. 11 and 9 year sentences. I became a ward of my uncle and his flooded common law wife. Who knew? Uncle Ken was bizarre kinky, his woman as well both into pedophilia.
The State & Feds. gifted them a living little girl toy, me!

Missouri/Arkansas Ozarks 1972 Warren Jeff's and Colorado City, AZ on steroids. Many toothless 7 th grade drop outs who loved, really loved children so much they're get you tanked on moon shine to help you relax and ease the pain of sexual assault. I'm now 60 yo. & what I'm about to tell you is still very much alive, now more than ever with an open border and child sex trafficking. Bullshit!? Get your head out yet ass, wake the fuck up! BTW- it's endemic all ointernup.United States.

My first vision of my new home was Ma & Pa Kettle, the Grapes of Wrath sorta. Half ramshackle cabins, rusty mobile, no 1950's vintage trailers chemical toilets were common fresh potable water got trucked in via pick-up trucks with 100 gallon tanks half ass fastened to the bed. Propane and wood for cooking and heat. You think I'm making this shit up! You can't!
Yes Dorothy now with BLM Land and off grid living these kind of communities are all over perhaps a tad more modern now they got phones and internet.

My new home was a community of like-minded folks who somehow find each other all having common goals, values lacking morals. From the moment I arrived I became community property I now had over 200 aunts and uncles. It was my uncles and older male cousins who really took an interest in me. I heard, " We gots to break her in right" "Little sister you want her " Shine" in Coke er' 7up?" After all an intoxicated kid is easier to handle.
I had been in the tick infested wooded compound maybe 3 weeks before my real uncle decided to break me in, I recall I now know I was drunk. Uncle got naked and began undressing me, it was time for bed. Uncle told me he'd sleep with me to "teck" me from bears. No fucking bears in SE Missouri. No sooner under the surplus sleeping bag when Uncle began playing with my pussy, nobody ever had and it did feel pretty good, he asked, " You like what I'm doing little sister?" Then he began licking me while putting his finger in me as he kept wanting to know if it felt good, in fact, it did. It was my turn, it was fat and stiff uncle told me to pretend it was an ice cream cone, he told me to kiss and lick his boys he kept in the sack below Mr. Fat Head. Then he took the foil off top of a Crisco can and rubbed it all over my "gina" telling me Mr. Fat Head was going inside to have a look around further telling me sometimes Mr Fat Head will hurt but I should get used to a little hurt cause my other uncles and maybe cousins would want to visit me. He was very slow kept saying "Just Mr. Fats head just relax and don't try to close her legs, that's A good girl." It hurt like a mother fucker if not drunk I don't know. I do know now he was fully in and pumping away fucking me and it felt endless. He kept asking, or stating, " Now doesn't Mr. Fat Head feel good, that's A good girl make him feel welcome."
Now approaching nine I was no longer a virgin and I was also wife material...Oh yeagh! A girl could marry at 13 with parent or guardian consent. My many uncles were just breaking me in, the single ones taking a test drive, sampling the goods.
My aunts you ask? They were telling me how to please a man and sharing stories about what uncle liked what and whose Mr. Fat Head was bigger. School? You learned from her elders can you imagine a girl telling her classmates about their family? By and what ya gonna do? The age of 11 all this shit was normal it's what people did everywhere. My tiny twat if they stretch was by now a gaping hole, I had been fucked so often by so many uncles, I just wondered what uncle tonight?
I learned from my fellow sisters that when you become 16 or 17 special uncles take you to St. Louis, Kansas City somewhere to "share" yourself, share my ass sell you body as a means of paying your share, if you got an uncle hubby or not. Getting this folks? It is one part of sex trafficking and I'll bet a few million girls and boys are right now being sex or labor trafficked just in America several million world wide. Wake up Vice just don't one day become a cash cunt or cock they are groomed, brainwashed it's just what you do!
I got my birth control from Planned Parenthood in Ft. Smith, Ak when I was 13 now at 17 I was taken to St. Louis to work outcall for the family. It was now 1981 I was a poorly educated hillbilly, A pleasure vehicle for those who paid. For the right price a man could do whatever except kill or leave visible bruises. Imagine every kinky perverted thing you ever heard about...I probably had a trick or John request it. The customer is always right we were taught. As my "skills" grew I was taken to conventions all over, Super Bowls, New Orleans for Carnival, Las Vegas we were kept moving less chance of vice squads getting a rap sheet on us. My family were hicks and hillbillies but it is the gypsy types that have mastered the short game scam. I turned 21 in 1985 I was so tired I'd been fucked in my ass so many times I had constant use of suppositories and many men demand that ass, b's are a in demand. Some girls can take the fist a big money maker, DP in the ass all this shit to the right crowd is worth a fortune plenty men got plenty money and the mother fuckers will pay for shit they thought were imagined fantasies, you likely have no idea.
In my 22nd year of s exploitation keeping track I made over 200k that year maybe I got $600 A month for myself and told what I could and could not use it for. I often longed for just pleasing my uncles in the Missouri woods. Aunts and uncles procure and train then sell your ass to a sex syndicate a bit more business savvy but scamming fucking pimps.
There is for sale and being sold. Traffic vics as they have no real roots are often sold really sold to foreign guys, Arab Ciuntries, Japanese and Indonesian men buy you and smuggle you off on a yacht or private jet. If you only had $1,000 for every time this has occurred in America in the 20th century you'd be a millionaire. Ever wonder about women who just go missing never heard from again, declared dead? This not only happens to sex workers. Some super rich fuck spots a housewife he wants his la kids grab hsr, wala if all missing women made the news that would require its own channel.
Wrapping up, in 1987 I was sold to my savior for $250k he bought me because he was crazy about me, he loved me and gave me the most fabulous life. I was always free to leave but why? My love passed in 2012 leaving me very well to do, I now live here again and at 60 I have it all. You see, all that begins bad may I say may end well.

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