Angel of Mercy

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Angel of Mercy

This is a closed thread for Kililia and cgraven. Read along and enjoy.


Some days are good, some days are bad, and some days are better than others. Today had been one of the bad days, in fact it damn near was his last day was the thought that ran through his mind as he lay there in the gutter in a back alley. But that is not how the day started.

Jean Batard had one more job to complete and then it was over his job done after over forty years of work. Then he could look forward to a long leisurely retirement. Most people in Jean’s line of work did not make it to retirement do to the hazards of the job. One could hardly expect to live a long life if one was a contract killer. Not only were the cops after you but your former employers as well, once you completed the contract you became a liability to them. Simply it meant you could trust no one if you wanted to stay alive. It was a lonely life that led you to taking your pleasure where you could find it. But the job showed nothing was permanent.

It was a simple job hit a snitch before the cops got him. He had studied the guys habits. Knew his schedule, the routs he took, and when he would be alone. Jean had the hit set, the guys house, he would make it look like an accident. That when all went to hell and it was Jean that was being ambushed. Well, his attackers would never collect their pay, dead men don’t ask to be paid.

The rain was splashed against his up turned face. Jean was floating in and out of consciousness. He must be close to death for he saw the face of a redhaired angel staring down at him. Hell, just because he was dressed as a priest the poor angle must of thought he was bound for heaven. Jean Batard knew better.
 
Olivia Wilson was royally pissed at her roommate as she made a complete mess of their apartment with her b/f before going on a trip. She started pick up everything and clean the apartment before texting her friend of her bad mood. She finally grabbed the garbage and when in the back to throw it out.

Just as she was about the return in, she notice something and gasp at the sight of Jean. She rushed over to examine him: "sir? are you okay? omg..." *She examine him quickly and reply: " Hang on!" *She rushed inside and returned with her nurse gear. She started examine and dinsinfected and patch him up*

" I'll call 911...hold on..."
 
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"Sir? are you okay? omg..." The Angel was examining him, how strange he thought " Hang on!" her soft voice seemed to wrap around his senses. He wiped the rain from his eyes, but she was gone. The angel must have realized that he was not the type to be heaven bound. His eyes fluttered close and darkness enveloped him.

He felt someone probing examining his wound. Once more his eyes fluttered open. The Angel was back bent over him her luscious young body close to him. He could feel the warmth of that luscious young body, could Angel’s generate heat? His mind began to clear, " I'll call 911...hold on..."

“Who are you, where am I” his voice was a dry raspy whisper. He knew he had been shot, and he knew this young girl was no angel but a flesh and blood girl. She was young, very young but her body was all woman. Help me up Miss.”

Jean knew he did not want to answer the questions that would come at the emergency room or the cops who would be called for a gunshot wound. “Could I have some water please.” When she went to get him some water it would be then that he would see if he could make a break for it.
 
Olivia shook her head, she help him to the basement table and layed him down: " Stay down, I will patch you up till you can get help..." *She examen the wound: " through and through which is good..." *She open her bag and put on gloves and grabbed a bottled as she hand him a stick: " Bite on that...this will hurt, but its neccessary" *Shove poor water soaped on his wound* She quickly tighten the top of his leg with a belt and placed a a tick gauze specifically for blood loss then other to the opening as she instructed him to stay calm. She gave him water with aspirin: " prevents blood cloths...take it..." *She try to make him comfortable* : " You either let me call 911 or go where you can get patch up for real..." *she disposed of the materiel and gave him a blanket: " I can call you a taxi, if you want...??"

She glance at the wound and back at him: " You need get it seriously looked at, you cant leave that tight knot around your leg or you have serious consequence.....damn it....i know what to do!" *She dial a number and led him in a taxi to a vet clinic and stood veterinarian that was cursing as he help them in.

The vet look at her: " Olivia, are you crazy...this is not like the pus you want me to ask " She glared at him: " Don't give me that bullshit you need train to be a doctor before you specialize in a field, you can fix his wound...if you do this...you won't owe me the rest..."

The vet smiled: " deal..." *He rushed over and grabbed the man and injected the area will anesthesia before start the operation. The man woke up a few hours later as the vet gave him the meds and extra bandages: " She left and told me to say, you need to better take care of yourself...If you have issues...call me" *hand him and card and guided him out to close the clinic*
 
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She was an Angel of Mercy this redheaded beauty. She examined his wound, administered first aid and then some. Her soft eyes held him, " You need get it seriously looked at, you can’t leave that tight knot around your leg or you have serious consequence.....damn it....I know what to do!" He refused to let her call 911 and so she took him to a vet clinic the veterinarian that was cursing as he help them in.

It was not the first time he had helped human that did not want troublesome questions asked about their gun shoot wounds. " Olivia, are you crazy...this is not like the puss you want me to ask, " Don't give me that chick, you need a trained doctor.”

The Vet took care of Jean but when he came too she was gone. “Who was that girl?” he asked. The Vet hemmed and hawed but in the end with some encouragement from Gen the Vet blurt, “Her name is Olivia Wilson.” Not only had he given up Olivia’s name but that she was a nurse and her address.

Jean had become obsessive about his redheaded Angel of Mercy. Three mounts later and a bit of plastic surgery Jean Batard once more came into Olivia’s life and he began dating her.
 
Olivia Wilson have been dating this new man for a few weeks now, he always took her to expensive restaurants and they often went to arcade and amusement park where he got her all the best toys. They started making out more and more and it was obvious that he wanted more of their relationship.

He convince her take 2 weeks off and go somewhere secret with her during winter. She accepted eagerly and they drove a large cabin in the woods. As they arrived, they were already holding hands.

Olivia was nervous as she never had sex before and he was becoming more touchy and his kisses were more aggressive, fondling her breast for the first time the night before.

She set her stuff down in the master bedroom with the white king size bed and looked at him: " Wow! You rented this place? 2 weeks will be nice here, though they say it will be a storm tonight...I could start the fireplace"
 
Jean had become obsessive with his redheaded Angel of Mercy. Then three mounts later and with a bit of plastic surgery Jean Batard once more came into Olivia’s life, a much different man in appearance than the man she had aided in the alley and he began dating her. Jean set out to seduce Olivia and to make her his.

Jean always took her to expensive restaurants and they often went to arcade and amusement park where he got her all the best toys with his shooting abilities . In the beginning he had always been the perfect gentleman. Yet very slowly he began to change their relationship. They started making out more and more and their dates became more seductive, more sensual, it was obvious that he wanted more of their relationship, a more physical relationship. With her seduction foremost in Jean’s mind he convince Olivia take 2 weeks off and go somewhere secret, and some place romantic with her during winter, just the two of them. Batard was pleasantly surprised when the young redhead eagerly agreed. He was looking forward to getting this stunning young beauty alone.

A devious smile bowed Jean Batard’s lips as they drove up to the isolated mountain cabin. A fresh layer of snow blanketed the ground. Jean carried Oliva over the threshold as if she were a new bride. As he set her down he could tell the young redheaded beauty was nervous. A thought teased his mind as he got their luggage could Olivia possibly be a virgin. The thought was intriguing but unlikely but what if? he set her cases down in the master bedroom a white king size bed dominated the room she looked up at him: " Wow! You rented this place? 2 weeks it will be nice here, though they say it will be a storm tonight...I could start the fireplace"

Jean let the nervous young beauty start a fire. While he mad dinner for them. They were cuddling by the fire when Batard slowly began to unbutton Olivia’s blouse, the young redhead blushed as he eased back the material. He then unhooked her bra and whispered. “Olivia I want to see you in all your naked glory.” He whispered as he eased her blouse and bra from her shoulders. Oh, they had some rather hot petting session, but this was different, and Olivia must know that if she gave in there would be no pulling back or stopping Jean.
 
Olivia moaned and kissed him in return, her body temperature rising as his kisses became passionate. So far the relationship was perfect and she wanted this be long term. Yet all the stupid things her friend said of all men being cheaters made her tense up as he began undo her blouse. Her heart was pounding as she looked up at her amazing boyfriend. Its true that the girls mention he never mention marriage but then again they only dated like 2 weeks.

She felt overwhelmed by her mind and slowly got up for him as if to comply to strip. Instead she started walk away as she closed the buttons of her top: " Maybe its best... we sleep in separate room..." * She had notice that her stupid jealous friend been whispering things to her before they left.
 
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Olivia moaned and kissed Jean in return, her supple young body began to tremble as Jean’s Kisses became more passionate as his kisses became passionate. So far he had been the perfect gentleman their relationship was perfect. Yet all the stupid things her friend’s had told her to make him wait for all men only wanted one thing and that after he got it he would drop her.

“Olivia I want to see you in all your naked glory.” He whispered as he eased her blouse and bra from her shoulders. Jean had this young redheaded beauty stripped naked to the waist. Oliva pulled back and slowly got up as if to comply to strip. Jean smiled up into her soft eyes, instead she started walk away clutching her blouse to her breasts: " Maybe its best... we sleep in separate room..." Her voice was soft and laced with concern.

Jean’s temper flared his arm shot out like a flash of lightening and he dragged the startled young redheaded beauty back to the bed. “I said I want to see you naked Olivia!” As he spoke he Olivia’s blouse from her, and then he tore her skirt and panties from the stunned beauty. “I fear my sweet I must now punish you!” Jean’s voice was harsh but almost with a touch of regret it.

Olivia found herself sprawled across the bed face down. He pinned her their face down; he quickly got his rock hard cock out. He wedged Olivia’s thighs open, but instead of fucking her and claiming her virginity. The head of his cock pressed against Olivia’s puckered little asshole. He had not prepared her but began to fuck her tight dry little virgin ass. “Never ever refuse me Olivia! Or I will be forced to punish you!”
 
Olivia gasps as Jean command made her jump, she never head him that way before in her life. She let out a startle scream as he suddenly grip her and began tare her clothes: " Stop...Jean please...don't! Let me go, your hurting me!" *The color drained from her face as she did not recognized her boyfriend not even his voice. She winced as she was thrown on the bed, she didn't manage to get away, instead her once loving boyfriend had pin her down on their bed. She struggled as he easily force her legs open, for a second she froze, her body becoming rigid as he pressed his enormous cock against her virgin ass: " Jean stop...please...I'm sorry...don't I..."*she threw back her head and screamed in raw agony as he held her firmly as he ram half his cock up her tight ass and began thrusting in and out her raw virgin asshole. Tears running down her face every thrust met with sharp cries, fear filled her heart as he replied: “Never ever refuse me Olivia! Or I will be forced to punish you!”

She shook her head and dare try crawl off his cock as he only deflowering her asshole with half his cock.It was obvious, she need learn her place tonight.
 
Olivia let out a startle scream as Jean suddenly grip her and began tare her clothes: " Stop...Jean please...don't! Let me go, your hurting me!" The sound of the ripping fabric, the sight of her magnificent glow of her virginal naked body snaped something in Jean a feeling of intoxicating power having his little “Angel of Mercy” at his mercy now. She winced as she was thrown on the bed, Looked up at him with tear shimmering eyes, and naked as the day she was born.

The sensual curve of her ass beckoned him such a fitting punishment for the suck up little virgin who thought she could say “No” to him after tempting him with that gorgeous young body. Her scream of agony as he trust into Olivia’s virgin ass was delight beyond his wildest imaginings. " Jean stop...please...I'm sorry...don't I..."

“A virgin my dear!” he made it sound like an accusation” as he rammed into her virgin ass. The scream that bubbled from Olivia’s moist ripe lips as she threw back her head sent a thrill through every fiber of Jean Batard’s body. He took her hard and fast, their was no thought of her pleasure only his. He had ¾ of his cock now buried deep in Olivia’s virgin ass, his hands encircled her trim little waist. “Come to me baby press back on my cock………show me your sorry for being a “Bad girl” and denying me.” It was clear Batard wanted Olivia to be an active participant in her own annual rape.
 
Olivia dug her nails into the blanket of their marital bed, letting out a sharper cry as he force her to take more of his cock. Shutting her eyes as she cried out as he was now 3/4 in her asshole, she never imagine it be so big. Unaware she was not fully impale on his monstrous cock, sobbing hard as he thrust deep and hard. The friction of his dry cock up her virgin ass, brought fresh tears to her eyes. She cried, shaking her head: " noooo...ttooo...big...mercy...take it out" * it was obvious more and more, his wife need be broken by his cock regularly till she learn submit like an obedient wife. She dare instead try crawl off his cock before he had fully deflowered her / had his rightful claim in her holes as her husband.*
 
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“Come to me baby press back on my cock………show me your sorry for being a “Bad girl” and denying me.” It was clear Batard wanted Olivia to be an active participant in her own annual rape." noooo...ttooo...big...mercy...take it out" The Hapless redhaired beauty half screamed and gasped. Batard grabbed a fistful of Olivia’s tawny copper hair and yanked her head back till her backed arched back to him. “I said push back on my cock Olivia until you feel my nut slapping your pussy!” Jean flexed his ass and drove his cock less than an inch into the stunning young redhead’s tortured ass. He knew it must feel like to her that he had driven more into her.

“If you don’t do as I say then I’ll fuck your ass till you bleed…….Then fuck you some more until you cum for me.”
 
Olivia couldn't believe it was the same man she been dating for months,tears running down her face: "Jean...stop, please...!! *hisses as he pulled back her by the hair, shaking her head in tears:" please...stop...i can't...!!" *She reach back, daring try push him off, it was clear to Jean he need anally discipline her harshly. She couldn't think straight, trying crawl off his cock in desperation. She naively thought she would be able get off his massive cock and hide. Wincing as his grip on her seem tighten*" Jean...please...stop...not like this..." *She naively seem believe she had right to deny or even say no to him*
 
Over the next week Jean Batard began to break down his little Angel of Mercy until she learned to obey him or suffer his anger. At the end of the week, he had broken in Olivia tight little ass not only to his cock but to a series of every larger dildo’s. The sessions always began with his announcement. “Olivia I desire to fuck your ass now.”

The more that Olivia surrendered her will to his and learned to obey without question or hesitation the easier he would make it for her. Yet the slightest resistance or hesitation on the young redheaded beauty’s part and Batard would make Olivia ass fucking a horror to be endured.

Then one day Batard announced “Olivia my dear it is time you lose your virginity………” His voice was deceptively mild yet the note of command in it was something the young redhead knew so well by now. “ On your hands and Knees My dear Oliva so I can enjoy taking your virginity!”
 
Olivia found herself in the bed,limbs spread apart naked being raped anally the second night. She begged for mercy but only rewarded with dildos and harsh spankings. yet none of those big toy were as big as his cock. The roomed echoes with raw screams of agony as he spank her hard to leave his hand print if she wasn't in position for over and hour before once Jean pounded her ass dry. She was crying hard and soon, unable to struggle as he comforted her as he force her take his massive cock in her ass. It was obvious, that when she stop resisting he was more affectionate.

That morning he had her change the bed sheets and make the bed with white sheets. She was told stay in bed naked with her legs open, he made it clear , he wanted deflower her in missionary. She lay under the blanket on her back, reluctantly opening her legs when Jean walk in the room naked under his robe.She look away, sobbing to scare defy him as he do much worse after. She was shaking while laying in bed with her legs apart even Jean understood she would not defy him.
 
Jean had Olivia so cowed that she no longer fought him or begged him to stop that Batard announced one morning; “Olivia my dear it is time you lose your virginity………” His voice was deceptively mild, yet the note of command was still there. Jean instructed his little redheaded Angel of Mercy to make their bed with virginal white sheets, to strip naked, and await for him in the bed where her virginity would be sacrificed to his lust and need to dominate and possess Olivia totally.

Batard took his time he let Olivia’s fear of what was to come grow. By the time he entered their bedchamber. Jean had told the young redhead stay in bed naked with her legs open, he made it very clear , he wanted to deflower her in missionary position as she was a virgin. He entered their bed chamber dressed only in a silk dressing gown. He ripped the lily white sheet that covered Olivia to make sure she was naked, and her legs spread as he had commanded.

Jean stood at the foot of the bed, he let his eyes boldly roam over every square inch of the girls luscious young body. He took in every sensual curve of that gorgeous young body. Slowly he let his dressing gown fall open and then slip from his shoulders to tower naked over the hapless young redhead. “Olivia Beg me to fuck you, to bust your cherry, to take your virginity…………beg real nice baby!” Batard’s eyes bored into her as if his gaze were seeing right into her young soul. “Or shall take that tight little ass of yours in ways I am sure you would fine not in the least way pleasant. And then whip that little heart shape ass of yours till you can’t cry anymore.”

“I am waiting Baby!”
 
Olivia was sobbing hard in Jean's absence, she never seen this side of him before this weekend. She paled at his arrival, a shiver ran down her spine as he looked like a starving wolf.She let out a cry as he suddenly ripped off the sheet. She whimpered as his dressing gown dropped to his feet and saw his massive hard erection.She began to shake as he replied: “Olivia Beg me to fuck you, to bust your cherry, to take your virginity…………beg real nice baby!” She whimpered as he reminded her the consequence of her defiance as he replied; “Or shall take that tight little ass of yours in ways I am sure you would fine not in the least way pleasant. And then whip that little heart shape ass of yours till you can’t cry anymore."*

She could stop shaking knowing he would rape her anally dry again if she dare comply to his orders. She lay on the bed with her legs apart, whimpering: "Pl...plea.. please...please....Jean...please be my first...please fuck my pussy...till I learn my place...please take my virginity..." *turn away, sobbing knowing he expected her submit to his needs before her pleasure. He had made it clear that she is to be his woman and learn that his needs came first.
 
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"Pl...plea.. please...please....Jean...please be my first...please dry fuck my pussy...till I learn my place...please take my virginity..." Batard loved the way that Olivia begged so nicely for him to fuck her virgin pussy. He drank in her fear, fear of the unknown. The one thing she did know was if she resisted him Jean would brutally fuck her tender young ass and then most probably take her virginity as well. He made it clear, he would now train her to be his woman, to be his proper woman and learn that his needs came first, be for she was allow pleasure.

The look of fear in her soft eyes as he stood naked before him. Her eyes were drawn to his ridged cock. “Soon it will be yours Babe.” He cooed as he crawled between her lily white thighs. His hands strongly gipped Olivia’s thighs, he pressed her legs back to her chest then his cock was rubbing her virgin pussy. Jean arched his hips and drove his cock into the hapless girl’s unprepared virgin cunt. It took only three powerful[ thrusts for him to rip away her maidenhead, the symbol of her innocent virginity. Jean strived to fulfill his own needs he pounded into the young virgin. “Stop sobbing and start moving your ass and meet my thrusts” Batard demanded.
 
Olivia didn't want Jean to be her first after such a brutal punishment cause she didn't wanna have sex. It was the first time he been do violent and she was in middle of no where. She paled at the sight of his enormous cock and couldn't imagine going on anymore. She wince as he force her thighs apart and position her under him. She whimpered as he legs end up over his shoulders as he lines up to her pussy: " Jean..U...
" *Her words cut off by her own screams of agony as he tear her her maiden head. Tears running down her face crying hard as he manages impale her pussy. sobbing as he showed her no mercy. Crying as every thrust was rewarded with a sharp virgin cries as he gave her time adjust to his thick girth and length. She try muffle her cries as every thrust ram against her cervix, as he seem get frustrated as he seem wanna cum straight in her womb. She tries and failed miserably as she stain his cock her innocence but did little to lube his cock enough as he pounded deep and hard.
 
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Batard was going to make sure that Olivia knew who was in charge, and that her function was to please him with her gorgeous young body. He had broken the stunning little redhead by dry fucking her tight little ass, pounding into it till he came filling her buttery depth with his cum. Now as she lay beneath him her long sculptured legs over his shoulders, her knees pressed to her breasts, he pounded into her virgin pussy, his long thick cock filling her stretching her, as the tip of his cock nudged her cervix.

When he finally came filling her fertile young womb with his white hot scalding cum. He smiled down into her tear shimmering eyes. “Babe you are a really great fuck.” He tenderly kissed her and then his eyes were once more, cold, and soulless. “Neck time you will have to do more than just lay there and cry babe. You will have to move your ass and really fuck me back, or…” His hand came down hard on Olivia’s ass leaving a crimson handprint on her pale ivory ass.

For the next week Jean Batard broke Olivia to having her tight little pussy fuck three times a day. And just for old times sake he would fuck her ass until she came screaming. She might as will enjoy pain as he was taking his pleasure from her. When the girl was toughly cowed he would teach her how to be an adorable little cock sucker, and how to deep throat him as well.
 
Olivia had finally manage to slide out of bed while he was in the shower. She quickly dressed up and grabbed her coat and sneak out of the cabin. She stole the keys and got in the car and started to drive to the closes town in tears. She pray reach it before he finds her. She manage to get more gas in town and headed back to her place to grab her stuff. She was unaware that Jean already had a tracker on the car and could easily find her location. She called friend ask for help as she started pack her things, unaware that Jean was on his way to find her.

She quickly grabbed her stuff and shoved in the car and drove to a pharmacy to get morning pill and the pill and drove almost no stop for a few days, terrified to be caught. She finally stop at a motel room to sleep before continuing on her way. She was exhausted she fell asleep the moment her head hit the pillow
 
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So, his little “Angel of Mercy” had fled. Oh, she could run but it would do Olivia no good for Jean had foreseen the possibility and had planed for it. The first thing was transportation for she had taken the car. He went to the shed and mounted the motorcycle. The next thing was to track her down and that would be made much easier by the tracking bug he had placed in the car. Batard knew it would take time, but he had plenty of that.

It had been a been a week, a week to catch up with his adorable little angel. He was sitting in her motel room when she came back from shopping. “Why did you leave without a word Olivia?” His voice was laced with sadness and tears glistened in his eyes. “How could you…..” His voice trailed off in a sob. To all intense and purposes, he played the part of the scorned lover. Jean knew that in the time that they had been at the cabin he had become the center of the young girl’s life, he also knew she had no source of income. Jean dawned once more the mask of the perfect boyfriend, as he planned the continuation of Oliva’s seduction.

Yet he knew Oliva's greatest weakness was her submissive nature and her desperate need to please. Soon she would be back under his thumb and willing to do anything to please him.
 
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Olivia let out gasp at the sound of his voice, the color drained from her face as she saw him. She looked back and back at him, scared out of her mind after the horrible weeks she has with Jean. She felt so small for a moment and back away slowly: " I...I....I...need....time...away..." *She gulp hard as he asked " How could you…..” * A part of her felt guilty to have left secretly and she did love him, the whole situation was confusing for her*

"Jean, I want this to work between us, I really do...but these last week you were so different..cold...you scared me...." *whimpering* " I wanted it be special not the way you....did it..." *She could not help but still love him and believe she could still fix this situation* " I love you, Jean...I really do..." *Lowering her gaze, wishing it could return to before trip*
 
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Olivia let out gasp at the sound of his voice. He saw fear in her young eyes and disbelief as well. I t seemed to say How did you find me? " I...I....I...need....time...away..." It was if she did not know what to say and was stalling for time for some deity to come and rescue her. She gulp hard as he asked, " How could you…..” Then it seemed that her young world shattered.

The fear in her young eyes soften, a tear ran down her flawless cheek, and her voice was a soft tremor as she gasped, "Jean, I want this to work between us, I really do...but these last week you were so different..cold...you scared me....". Olivia’s tears fowled freely, and they stained the perfection of her angelic face. “I wanted it be special not the way you....did it..." the young girl sobbed. Then Olivia made her tearful confession. " I love you, Jean...I really do..."

With those simple words Miss Wilson sealed her fate. She was his Batard knew his to do with as he pleased. It would take time but in the end this gorgeous young creature would be his devoted little sexual concubine and adorable pain slut. He would start her journey into darkness with a cruel seduction of her young mind and delicious young body. His lips brushed Olivia in a tender kiss, he enfolded the young girl into his arms. “I love you as well Olivia”

This time his kiss was more passionate, he let it deepen and linger calling to her innocent young soul, until the shared the same life giving breath. He would demand her surrender in that kiss leading her to believe it was her own idea and longing. How delightful it was to seduce young innocence, and to strip away each layer of Olivia innocence until she became what he desired.
 
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