{"id":8072,"date":"2017-05-08T14:23:21","date_gmt":"2017-05-08T18:23:21","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.wasobamaborninkenya.com\/blog\/?p=8072"},"modified":"2017-05-08T14:31:29","modified_gmt":"2017-05-08T18:31:29","slug":"we-were-delivered-like-pizzas-my-life-as-a-sex-slave-and-how-i-finally-escaped","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.wasobamaborninkenya.com\/blog\/we-were-delivered-like-pizzas-my-life-as-a-sex-slave-and-how-i-finally-escaped\/","title":{"rendered":"“WE WERE DELIVERED LIKE PIZZAS” — My life as a sex slave \u2014 and how I finally escaped"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"\"<\/a>Image credit: ‘Sandra’ — T.C. Rice, New York Post<\/p>\n

My life as a sex slave — and how I finally escaped<\/strong><\/h1>\n

New York Post<\/strong>
\nby Isabel Vincent
\n5\/6\/2017<\/p>\n

Excerpt:<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Sandra, 30, is one former sex slave helped by Sanctuary for Families. Kidnapped from her hardscrabble hometown in central Mexico and forced into the sex trade at age 19, she escaped her pimp-captor in 2011 and has received counseling, legal aid and health care from the group ever since. Wanting to protect her family, Sandra declined to provide her last name.<\/em><\/p>\n

Here she tells her story<\/em>:<\/p>\n

On a good day, I\u2019d only have to sleep with 30 men.<\/em><\/p>\n

I always wore a tight, short skirt and stilettos. Alfredo was my \u201cpadrote\u201d (pimp), and he arranged for different drivers to take me through Corona, Jackson Heights and sometimes Brooklyn. I would nod off in the car. I had a different driver every week.<\/em><\/p>\n

On a bad day, when we left New York and went to Long Island or Connecticut, I couldn\u2019t rest. One day, over the span of 16 consecutive hours in Boston, there were 80 men.<\/em><\/p>\n

Alfredo beat me, refused to give me food or even water. The drivers he worked with advertised women on a \u201cchica card\u201d that they handed out to potential clients as they stumbled out of cheap nightclubs in Queens and Brooklyn.<\/em><\/p>\n

I was also forced to hand out the cards to potential customers. Sometimes the cards had pictures of nude women. Other times they advertised children\u2019s birthday parties<\/strong>. Everyone knew what the cards really meant; that the number on the back was to arrange deliveries of women. – (<\/em>bold emphasis added)
\n<\/em><\/p>\n

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Pimps would hand out \u201cchica cards\u201d with phone numbers to call for prostitute delivery. The woman pictured above is not Sandra.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

We were delivered like pizzas.<\/em><\/p>\n

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View the complete article including images at:<\/strong><\/p>\n

http:\/\/nypost.com\/2017\/05\/06\/my-life-as-a-sex-slave-and-how-i-finally-escaped\/<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Image credit: ‘Sandra’ — T.C. Rice, New York Post My life as a sex slave — and how I finally escaped New York Post by Isabel Vincent 5\/6\/2017 Excerpt: ………………………………………………….. Sandra, 30, is one former sex slave helped by Sanctuary … Continue reading →<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":"","_links_to":"","_links_to_target":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-8072","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"aioseo_notices":[],"aioseo_head":"\n\t\t\n\t\n\t\n\t\n\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t