Just below her collar bone, beneath a bauble necklace, 17-year-old Adriana has a name delicately tattooed in swirly handwriting.
It is the name of her owner.
At the age of just 14, she – like so many of America’s approximately 800,000 sex slaves today – was branded by a man named Cream who promised her everything in exchange for ‘doing some work’.
800,000 sex slaves in the US? What cockamamie bullshit is this?
Police forces have come to recognize certain ‘marks’ that distinguish victims of the $9billion slave trade.
Do they even do their own sums? That’s $11,250 per year per “slave”. Turnover, not profit.
That’s not the basis of a profitable business nor is it something that people are going to risk decades in jail for.
And think about this for a moment. There’s 320 million people in the US, around 250 million adults. 125 million men perhaps. And our “slaves” will be having, what, 5 punters a day? 5 days a week? 25 punters a week then. That means that one sixth of all American men are being serviced by one of these sex slaves each week.
Given that the usual lifetime incidence of being serviced by a prostitute (which is not just these sex slaves) is around 10%, and habitual use is a fraction of that these numbers just aren’t right, are they?