"The intimacy only belongs to me."

Natascha Kampusch will not reveal the whole story of her 8 years of captivity:

[Wolfgang] Priklopil "was not my lord, although he wanted to be - I was just as strong", she [said]....

"To give you a metaphor - he carried me in his arms but also trampled me underfoot."

[S]he said she did not feel that Priklopil had robbed her of her childhood....

She is reported to have wept inconsolably when she was told the man she had to call "master" was dead.

Perhaps it is prurient of us even to want to know the details, once we know this much.