<span style="color: deepskyblue">"because i dont want it repaired, its a reminder to me that weak people shouldnt put themselves in danger... because if its in a collection it isnt mine anymore. i dont want it fixed, i dont want to wear the necklace or the scarf... they arent mine to wear, they are mine to remember my parents. i dont want to bring children into this world of monsters and pain..." </span>she shook her head and closed her eyes.<span style="color: deepskyblue"> "the Light protected them from that horrible curse that is undeath. James wasnt always like this... the day i met him he was handsome and kind and he bought me food and a room at the inn... he brought me to Stormwind and kept paying for everything i needed..." </span>she shook her head and looked at Vyre.<span style="color: deepskyblue">"you dont look like a monster, your eyes arent full of hate and you havent hurt me."</span>she blinked and then shrank a little.<span style="color: deepskyblue">"i-i just... its the law... and... and your not from here... James was going to kill me? wh-why? ive been a good wife... i-i did everything he asked and-and let him do whatever he wanted to me..."</span>she seemed to be in shock again and didnt notice Vyre's hand for a moment, her pussy feeling perfectly fine save for the tiny metal stud through her clit yet another device likely in place for her torture and there was only the slightest sign of stubble and when she did notice Ana jumped slightly but didnt move away.<span style="color: deepskyblue"> "ive kept it shaved for years now... it itches if i dont. wh-what are you going to do? James like to put it in... in..."</span>she blushed a little and that should be all the clue Vyre needed but Ana kept stuttering.<span style="color: deepskyblue">"m-my butt... s-so he had me cl-clean myself..." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>