I am a sex slave online video chat
He slapped me around, threatening to kill my mum and Snowy, my dog. Whenever Mohammed called or texted, I tried to engineer rows with Mum so I could storm out.In my 13-year-old mind, I had no choice: if I didn’t go, he would come for me.After nearly four years as a sex slave, freedom felt strange.Gradually, I learned to be a proper mother to Noah and a better daughter to Mum.Since the age of 13, when a man called Mohammed Karrar had stopped to talk to her in Oxford, Lara had been living through the kind of nightmare no child could hope to come through unscathed (stock image)On the surface, I probably seemed an unlikely target for a paedophile ring.I had a loving mother, Elizabeth, and a comfortable middle-class home near the centre of Oxford.I had always told Mohammed it was a drug I would never try, yet he stabbed me with a full needle. ‘You’re lucky to be alive,’ I was told, ‘your heart stopped.’ I realised Mohammed may actually have been trying to kill me.Heroically, Mum suggested moving to another part of the country, even though her work and friends were in Oxford.
They had been conducting a long-overdue investigation into sexual exploitation of young girls and wanted a chat. In court, I was shaking and felt nauseous, but as I gave my evidence I could feel a weight lifting.
Because the defendants were Muslim, the case had opened sensitive issues about race and religion.
My view is clear: they behaved that way because of differences in how they viewed women.
I was in court to see the judge pass life sentences on Mohammed Karrar, 38; Bassam Karrar, 33; Akhtar Dogar, 32; and Anjum Dogar, 31.
The judge told Mohammed he would have to serve a minimum of 20 years.