I was trolling twitter and came across this twitter war @TheDaisyDare vs @Porntroversy I asked what was going on and she hooked me up with this.

This was written by Daisy Dare. I’m reprinting for several reasons…one being there’s a message here. Another is even though she had a bad experience, she’s not blaming the porn industry as a whole.

As I was reading it, all I thought was fucking Shelley Lubben is gonna get a hold of her…then I read the ending and all is well…

In April I met Marc Drescher (@Marcfromthedark, @Porntroversy @Atrtweet) on twitter, with no discussion of porn at all. Seemed like a decent guy. I added him on all my social networks, and afterwards, he asked if I was in the adult entertainment business. I replied “I do cam work, but nothing else”. From there he asked if I was going to be out in LA again (As I had just returned from a short trip there). I told him I didn’t know. To be honest, I didn’t have a lot of money and flying back out to LA wasn’t something I could see doing in the foreseeable future. He then asked me if I was interested in the porn industry, sending me links to agencies and such. He asked for photos, saying that he had connections in the industry, so I emailed him the photos hoping he could help me out.

We exchanged numbers, set up a skype meeting and he reassured me that he just wanted me to take the correct path to get into the business. He wanted to manage me and guide my career. He would take 10 to 20 percent depending on the job/amount I made, not including what the agency would take. This sounded, like a great deal. I had no experience with the actual porn industry. After we had interest from agencies, he told me he was going to fly me out here to begin my career. He asked me to join his site AdultTalentRegistry.com and set up email accounts and my stage name.

Two weeks after our skype meeting, he arranged to fly me out. On June 16th I left home with little more than the money I had gotten from selling all of my stuff back in Ohio and the reassurance of Marc. When I arrived in LA, I showed up to multiple surprises. He had not told me that I would have to pay him back by doing cam shows, but instead had said that I could pay him back with the money from jobs I worked. He didn’t tell me that I would have to cam with two other individuals who were living in the house with him, “that had to help buy my plane ticket”. On top of this instead of having my own room, which I had expected, he told me I would be sleeping in his room.

This all shocked me, and seemed highly unprofessional, but I figured I would see how things went. That night we went out bowling. It was my first night in LA and we all were drinking and having a good time. I had my period, and was so drunk that I didn’t remove my tampon before they had sex with me. I did not know this at the time. The next day I woke up hung over but felt fine. I worked cam shows with the other two individuals over the next week without knowing this fucking cotton was jammed inside of me. I did content shoots and other stuff all not knowing because of this first night.

All of a sudden I became really sick. I didn’t know why, or what had caused this. Marc began to say I was lazy, and he couldn’t book me because I didn’t have contacts. I was sick! I was so sick, and I didn’t know why. Because of my lazyness and unbookability, Marc kicked me out of the house. I asked to get my shit, the clothes, toys and other things I had in his room. He wouldn’t let me in. He cornered me in the bathroom, threatening me, screaming at me to leave. I left my shit and I jumped in my friend’s car after running out the back gate. He had all of my money stashed away in his safe, money which he now denies ever existed. Though he had promised to help me open a bank account as my manager.

After I moved out, I was still violently ill. It turns out, on the first night I had had sex, and a tampon was shoved all the way into the back of my vagina. When I went to the doctors they removed it, and tested me for STD’s. By the time it was removed, 2 ½ weeks had passed. During those weeks Marc made me work, both shooting and camming even when I was notably sick. Something I will never forget and will hold with me till the day I die. Even after all of this, I attempted to reason with him, to give me my money and my clothing and just let me walk away. He wouldn’t, saying that I owed him and was a lie whore. I have now been forced to call the cops in order to get my things.

This experience has been one of the worst things that have ever happened to me. I may look stupid, for saying any of this and I may be looked down upon by the rest of the industry for telling the truth, but if it saves other girls from experiencing guys like Marc. I will gladly accept that as my punishment. Despite all of this, I still have hope for the true business people in the porn industry. I have made a lot of great friends, who I don’t know I would be alive today without. I hope to continue to work in the industry with other professionals, and put this horrible past behind me. I hope this helps.