10-27-2008, 08:46 AM
"Amy..." Ocax sighed softly, hugging her and rubbing her back gently with his claws. "You're not a slave...and I'm not your master..." he softly whispered into her ear, using his claw-nails to very lighty scratch her back, trying to calm her down. "I need you to stop thinking that you're a slave, that life is behind you. You're a free person, not a slave..." he added, giving her a gentle kiss on the lips.