Human trafficking is a serious issue, but I have a story that … even though it’s serious … is still so ridiculous to me.
My name is Diego Flores, and when I was eighteen years old, I was held prisoner in a dilapidated domicile by the men who helped me to cross the border into California. When I couldn’t pay them for the trip, I was “sold” to a white gay couple who lived in the city of Redondo Beach. The couple, Hubert and Samuel Kirkgordon, promised that they would clothe and feed me in exchange for my doing some minor work around their home. It turns out that the “work” they wanted me to do wasn’t anything like he imagined.
“One of my earliest remembrances of the Kirkgordons was the hot chocolate.” Diego told authorities. “The couple had three other illegal young men around my age, and on my first night there they ‘served’ us all hot Nestles Quick, much to the other boys' delight. They were so not used to the little luxuries that a little hot chocolate was like a really special treat to them.
“I watched them gulp down the steaming liquid before climbing into their bunk beds, but then The Other Mr. Kirkgordon pulled me aside and told me that I too had to drink all my hot chocolate. I told him that I didn't care for hot chocolate, but he insisted. And, since I didn't want to get into a big thing on my first night in a new strange place where I had absolutely no support, I drank down the chocolate.
“When my eyes returned to the bunk beds, all the other guys lay unconscious upon them. The Other Mr. Kirkgordon would reach forward a hand and gently smoothed locks of hair away from their sleeping faces. Not one of them stirred. What was funny to me at the time was the way the couple would suck on the toes of the sleeping men. Both of these pervs had foot fetishes and they took full advantage of the helpless young men they held captive. They would spend a good half hour licking the soles and sucking the toes of their passed-out prisoners. I’m ashamed to say I mocked those helpless hunks mercilessly.
I didn’t really stop until I realized one day that I was in the same predicament.
“I was putting on the pajamas they’d given me one evening when I began to feel drowsy. Even though hot chocolate normally affected me like caffeine-rich coffee, I felt so sleepy that I had to lie down. The next thing I knew, it was morning, and I was naked on a bunk bed with one of the other guys trying to rouse me for breakfast. I don't think I really came around fully until the cold water from the shower hit me.
“That's when I realized the Kirkgordons drugged our hot chocolate so we'd sleep, then crept into our beds to suck our toes and lick our soles and do “other” things, knowing we wouldn't remember anything the next morning. The only evidence of the encounters was our pruned toes.
“And creeping into my bed to make love to my feet wasn't the weirdest thing the couple did to me. The Kirkgordons would often force me and the other guys to wear diapers and act like babies for them … even though our ages ranged between eighteen and twenty-two! They enjoyed the idea of us guys being in diapers all the time ... us depending on her to take care of us as if we were little babies ... getting to see our messy bottoms and cleaning them up ... stuff like that.
“There was one time The Other Mr. Kirkgordon ordered me to poop my diaper under the threat of being hurt. And I was so scared I did my best to try to please him. I was trying to poop my diaper for him as hard as I could ... but couldn't so I got all upset and started to cry, and it was the weirdest thing to turn him on when he saw me standing there in nothing but a diaper and short shirt crying. He liked to cradle me and rub my back while I just lay there in a diaper and stuff. But sometimes things would get painful …
“Once, after burping me, he opened my diaper and put my dick into his mouth and practically tortured my cock and balls with his sharp incisor teeth!
“It was clear The Other Mr. Kirkgordon felt intense excitement as he chewed on my cock and balls and then gave into his unnatural urges and started to nip at my balls and even took them both into his mouth to playfully “munch” at them!
“Eventually they got me dressed and threw me into the car and took me to hospital and warned me that if I didn't go along with their story they would kill me.”
Fun times.
