As with every time he had escaped and been captured the guards would use him, and then return him to his master where he would again be beaten, raped, and then left in his dark cell for days
. .
. I was afraid to kiss it or touch it. Then there is her father, he has only warmed to me since our son died
As with every time he had escaped and been captured the guards would use him, and then return him to his master where he would again be beaten, raped, and then left in his dark cell for days
. .
. I was afraid to kiss it or touch it. Then there is her father, he has only warmed to me since our son died
As with every time he had escaped and been captured the guards would use him, and then return him to his master where he would again be beaten, raped, and then left in his dark cell for days
. .
. I was afraid to kiss it or touch it. Then there is her father, he has only warmed to me since our son died
