A personal account from one of Muammar Gaddafi’s former sex slaves published in the New York Post today sheds even more light on the strange and terrifying lifestyle of Libya’s former dictator.
Soraya was just 15 years old in April 2004 when she was handpicked by Gaddafi to become one of the many sex slaves in his harem.
French journalist Annick Cojean details Soraya’s life as a sex slave in a new book titled: ‘Gaddafi’s Harem: The Story of a Young Woman and the Abuses of Power in Libya’ due out this September from Grove Press.
Soraya first met Gaddafi when the dictator made a visit to her school and she was chosen to present him with a bouquet.
Gaddafi’s Harem: The new book by French journalist Annick Cojean gives Soraya’s full account of the nightmare of being Gaddafi’s sex slave.
‘You can’t imagine the excitement,’ she said. ‘To see Gaddafi in person…His face had been known to me since I was born.’
Their first exchange was innocent. Her heart raced as she handed Gaddafi the flowers, knelt and kissed his hand. He tapped her head and then she left. She said she felt like she was on a cloud.
But that tap was more meaningful than Soraya could possibly comprehend. That tap meant that Gaddafi had chosen her to be his sex slave.
The following day three members of his Amazonian guard – an all-female group – arrived at her mother’s upscale salon and said that Gaddafi wanted to see Soraya.
Her mother reluctantly agreed, knowing she didn’t have a choice.
Soraya was whisked away in a speeding SUV to a remote outpost where she was taken into a tent to meet the dictator. He didn’t acknowledge her as he surfed the channels on his TV, but commanded the female guards to ‘get her ready.’
This included shaving her down, administering a blood test, measuring her for clothes, and changing her into a G-string and white slip.
When she was ready, Soraya was escorted into Gaddafi’s bedroom where he was waiting naked on the bed.
‘Turn around you whore!’ Gaddafi yelled at the young girl. ‘Whore’ would be the only name Soraya was ever called by the dictator. Then he yanked her hair and made her look into his eyes.
‘Don’t be afraid,’ he said. ‘I am your Papa – that’s what you’ll call me, isn’t it? But I am your brother as well, and soon I’ll be your lover. I’ll be all of that to you. Because you’re going to stay here and be with me forever.’
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