I can't breathe...

It's been like this forever. I remember getting that seemingly innocent message from a stranger named Dan who supposedly fell in love with my videos. Next thing I knew, I was tied up to a chair with a gun pressed against my head.

I remember his exact words.

I need your money. Your followers, your personality, your everything. Now. We could do this the easy way or the hard way. You're gonna be my Internet friend on camera and if you say anything otherwise, well, god knows what's going to happen to you.

I agreed, of course. What else was I supposed to do?

I could've died.

He could've killed me right there and then, but he wanted me alive. I was his dirty little secret.

October 13th 2013. The night he first raped me.

Pulled me up against the sheets of my bed and just went in for it. It was evil? Yes. Disgusting? Yes.

Did I like it?

Well, I'm gonna have to answer that later.