I'm a guy who joined the military to get away from a rough upbringing. Granted I made it pretty bad on myself, but I thought I could fix it by joining the military and proving people wrong. My dad ends up overdosing and dies in his sleep 2 days into my A school. My head's a mess and the only person I can talk to is this girl on Myspace. She seems very empathetic to my situation. We hang out one night and end up in Seattle, super drunk at one of her friends house. I didn't have work the next day, so I didn't want to go home and sleep in the barracks if I didn't have to. We crashed there and she asked me if I could rub her back. I did and it seemed nice. We both fell asleep. After that first night, the questions became increasingly sexual in nature. I had told her I had only slept with one other woman, and her and I had been in a relationship for a while before reaching that point. I was a 20 year old military guy, so I think that was seen as a joke. I was serious, though. My dad had just died and left me with very little resolution to why I was treated the way I was, and I just did not want to think about sex. She invited me to a cabin her family owned in the mountains to relax, and wow! It was nice. The view was perfect. It was furnished and decorated beautifully. The fridge was stocked and I had never seen so much top shelf alcohol. I had not drank much either at that age, so this was huge. We drank and it didn't take long for her to start with the whole back rub deal. This led to her asking to blow me, to eventually us having sex with me anxiously trying to change the situation at any opportunity without the risk of getting her upset enough to leave me in the middle of the woods. When we got up the next day, I was so mad at her I threw her phone out of the window of the car. We still hung out after that, but I was always so mad at her. She would buy me whatever I want, though. Over the course of a year, I was an E-2 living in a paid for apartment off base and driving a BMW M3 to work. The key was, she was using it all against me. On my own I couldn't afford an M3. I had a 325i with an M3 aero conversion and nice wheels. She made me give her the 325i and gave me the M3 in return, but kept it in her name. It could now be taken and given at will. For a year, I hated everything about myself as this woman controlled most aspects of my life and essentially held me hostage. We were both abusive to each other, and I became very familiar with my fight or flight responses. This turned me into a monster. I hated this woman and I hated her. I manifested this feelings through many unsafe and irresponsible means, but I felt that if I could just get out of this situation, I could take my first solo steps as an adult. I ended up meeting another girl who was also in a bad relationship. We bonded over it, although I kept most of my shame hidden from her. We would just hang out in her car and slept in there as well once or twice. It was winter so it was not romantic lol. I helped that girl get a new apartment and get away from her abusive way, and I just never left that apartment. I didn't realize that the woman I met and trusted to keep my secrets safe would end up forcing me to have sex with her often, and threatening to ruin my life if I didn't continue and eventually marry her.

Edit: oh that is long. Tl;dr I join the military, dad kills himself right away, a woman disguises herself as a friend, and takes control of my entire life.