"I don't understand the direction of your conversation, Master. I don't understand what you mean," Ammy replied, trying to release Frank's hand that was gripping her neck.
"Tch, you are a lowly whore," Frank replied again as he threw Ammy's body on the sofa with a bang so that Ammy fell on the sofa with the skirt exposed to the point where her smooth thighs were visible.
Because she felt pain all over her body, Ammy just cried. She did not expect to get such harsh treatment from the master she adored so much. She couldn't think clearly what made him treat her like that since they were fine last night. She even managed to satisfy the master's lust by doing a lot of sensual movements that made Frank crazy.
"Answer my question, have you told my plan to others?" asked Frank with a threatening voice while grabbing Ammy's hair roughly.
"It hurts!! Please, let me go, Master," Ammy screamed in pain as she held her hair that was being pulled by Frank.
