Then he would force me to clean his cell, make his bed, or cook food for him. Ramos would rape me once, twice, sometimes three times a day. And other inmates didn't dare touch me without clearing it first with my owner. The gangs trade amongst themselves to determine who is going to be with whom.
What most people don't understand is that rape in prison isn't like it is on the outside. Thus began my life as a prison sex slave. He told me I had two choices: I could submit, or I could die.
Soon after coming to Allred prison in Texas, Bret Ramos claimed me as his own. By Roderick Johnson, 35, as told to Tyler Cabot
