182 Physical and Mental Torture

"B-but I need more than what you're giving. I... I can't possibly be that ignorant to keep asking you for money."

Dante's gaze was still cold, his heart did not flutter even when he saw his sugar baby's condition. Disappointment, disgust, and anger had become one. He released his grip roughly. "Nonsense, your sweet mouth is hard to believe. Why do you need so much money anyway? How much do you need to let your hole be penetrated by so many men?"

"Da-daddy!"

Dante spread Zeline's legs very roughly, inserting his three fingers into Zeline's pussy hole without preparation. It succeeded in making the blonde girl sore and in pain. She tried to keep Dante's hands away from her body but it did no good at all.

"I-I beg you to let go, it hurts!" Zeline screamed with tears still flowing, her voice starting to get hoarse because Dante did not hear her at all.