She was twelve when they gave her to him.
It was a given that it would happen eventually; her schoolgirl crush on him was all too apparant. At twelve, she was a little brat... but on the verge of free-thinking. They needed her bound to their course.
It was her birthday.
"I have a present for you."
"But you already gave me your present. The books."
"Ah, but this is another present, little one..."
Slowly. When he kissed her, his mind touched hers, and he made... subtle modifications. Increased her latent desire to please. Slightly boosted said schoolgirl crush.
Slowly, slowly, over the course of a year. This was something to be savored... a gradual erosion of innocence, a gradual molding of her mind... binding her to him so very closely. Making her crave him.
Separating her from the moral standards that would otherwise have held her in check. Instilling the tendency to be cruel.
He was 28 and she 13 when he finally took her.
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Please kill me.
More coffee please. I will regard the hole it will eat in my gut as decorative.