[Lust stands, and moves to rest her hands on Heather's shoulders if allowed. She feels some fierce welling of anger on the other woman's behalf, hot and strong.]
That...it was done to you. You are not filthy, something filthy was forced onto you. But not now. Whatever was, your body is yours, Heather. Maybe it wasn't, at a time, but that time is gone. And here and now...whatever was doesn't matter.
[Lust takes a deep breath of her own. It's only fair, and so very relevant.]
My master sent me to...horrible men. The things they wanted of me...I had to give them, no matter what they were, and do so with a smile. The perversions...I've done things most women would be ashamed to admit on their deathbed. But it doesn't matter anymore. Those things were done to me, they are not who I am. And you are not what was done to you. You are an astounding and resilient woman who has been to hell and returned. And you bear scars, but they are not the fabric of your being.
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[Lust stands, and moves to rest her hands on Heather's shoulders if allowed. She feels some fierce welling of anger on the other woman's behalf, hot and strong.]
That...it was done to you. You are not filthy, something filthy was forced onto you. But not now. Whatever was, your body is yours, Heather. Maybe it wasn't, at a time, but that time is gone. And here and now...whatever was doesn't matter.
[Lust takes a deep breath of her own. It's only fair, and so very relevant.]
My master sent me to...horrible men. The things they wanted of me...I had to give them, no matter what they were, and do so with a smile. The perversions...I've done things most women would be ashamed to admit on their deathbed. But it doesn't matter anymore. Those things were done to me, they are not who I am. And you are not what was done to you. You are an astounding and resilient woman who has been to hell and returned. And you bear scars, but they are not the fabric of your being.