She kicked forcefully, trying to break free, but the other held her too tightly.
She finally spoke, her voice sharp and cutting.
"If it weren't for your parents kneeling and begging me to take you in, I wouldn't even bother looking at such a lowly male. You dare refuse me? What do you think you are?"
She squatted down, pinching his chin with her fingers, forcing him to lift his head, "Don't want to serve me? Fine, then go to the underground pleasure den and serve other females. I heard the guests there especially like you pretty males, capable of serving over ten a night."
She crouched, her movements crisp and decisive.
Fingertips cold but forceful, tinged with disdain and mockery.
"Oh, and maybe there's even some perverted males who'd like a crippled one like you."
His eyes shook violently, and he let out a muffled whimper from his throat.
But his mouth was covered, unable to utter a single word.
"Take him away!"
She withdrew her hand, stood up, her tone calm.
