Often, little sluts that I play with get into this headspace where things they know as true, becomes distorted, stained, while still holding up perfect coherence in their head. Abuse, becomes affection. Torture, becomes care. I call this, "dark innocence".
She had thought her pretty face would give her a good life. A bright future. It only took a visit to daddy's hellhouse for her soul to be stained, her mind to accept her true place. She's so grateful now.