Passion Bed Sergeant Daychi
Punishment for you!

The twilight light from the red sky darted through the trees and windows in the room of a middle-aged man who had been standing staring flat out. He seemed to give off a hostile aura. Whuang who had been standing not far from him just silently shut her mouth.

"Came here just now?"

"Dad! it's very difficult to find time to come here, especially the man is so strict guarding." replied Whuang lowered his gaze.

Mr. Jirom's face immediately rolled ambiguous. His sharp eye glances were so mysterious that Whuang could not guess.

"You're very good at giving."

"Dad! I didn't lie." sambar Whuang was stunned with a paled face. He dared not look at Mr. Jirom who had turned to look at him with judgment.

"really? there's no way you couldn't call me all this time, I kept calling you."

"A..Dad. If I call, he'll suspect that..."

"Close!"

Whuang with a raging feeling approached forcing her footsteps. He lowered his head with a strong palpitating heart afraid that this middle-aged man was punishing him.

"A..Daddy!"

"Repeat your answer!" tell Mr. Jirom who has faced Whuang's pale face. The gray eyes of his daughter are always watching his hands in his pants pocket.

"REPEAT!!"

"A..I didn't call you 'cause I was scared that she knew that..."

Plakkkp...

The slap hit Whuang's cheek hard until the woman fell down with her neck hitting the edge of the nearby table.

"I DON'T TAKE EXCUSES!!!" mister Jirom's snarl made Whuang tremble docked to the table beside him. The middle-aged man's face seemed to harden with shivering eyes restraining anger.

"A..Daddy!"

"You think I'm stupid. huh?? you never tried to get close. Young Master Lien!!!"

Whuang was surprised with a trembling body docked to the table beside her. The blood came out at the corner of his lips with a bruised neck and swollen cheeks.

"A..I'm .. I'm not lying."

"It turns out you're so enjoying life as YOUNG MISTRESS YUCHIN. hm?"

Whuang's eyes widened in shock then shook rapidly with cold sweat coming out drenching his forehead. The pretty face was already paled clutching the end of the table firmly staring fearfully at Master Jirom's hand as if it were the shackles of his life.

"T. No. I'm.."

"Are you helping him?"

"No father. hyks! no!" whuang's hysterical screams grabbed her head and hid behind a table with limp limbs and shivering bones.His head was now beginning to be haunted by the dark shadows and fear that the father instilled.

"I told you to kill him, but why is it that I have not received word of death until now? Whuang!!!"

"A..Father. m.sorry!"

"Sorry. hm?"

The sneering of Mr. Jirom roared.His pace approached like a surveillance tiger for Whuang who was already completely unable to think calmly.

"Whuang.my daughter!"

"T.no." murmured Whuang sensed that Mr. Jirom would punish him. He continued to immerse himself in a corner there with the sound of a chain haunting his head.

"Get out!"

"A..Dad. j. don't."

Whuang murmured continuously sheltered under the table making Mr. Jirom's patience run out. He had to suppress this woman again before his plan failed.

Brakk ..

"Dad!!!"

Whuang's screams came out when the table was destroyed by Mr. Jirom's kick that was increasingly igniting the fire above his fear. Whuang docked to the wall with her pale trembling body cooling down.

"J..Don't." he continued to look at Mr. Jirom's hand that had not come out of his pants pocket. The sound of the chain was like an illusion that seemed to frighten the woman's mind.

"You haven't screamed so hard in a long time.hm?"

"A..Dad. j. don't hiks, I. I beg you."

Isak Whuang hugged her own body with her legs bent making self-protection. But unfortunately Mr. Jirom really can not reduce his anger about the clumsiness of Whuang.

"Here!!" dragging Whuang's arm roughly.

"Dad!!!"

"It's been quite a game!"

"J..No!" Whuang shook his head with widened eyes seeing that Mr. Jirom's hand had already come out exposing the sharp chains tied to the needles, it was extremely painful for him.

"Try it once!"

"T..No. dad. you .."

"Your punishment!!!"

Mr. Jirom slapped the object into Whuang's arm which immediately screamed loudly with Kay clawing at the door but in vain because it was in the key.

"Please. Daddy!!! Sorry, me!!!"

"Good boy! you're a good boy!!!"

"Dad!!! hiks, Sakiatt!!!"

Kay continued to break down with all her might and clawed at the wood until her nails were bleeding but still couldn't. Whuang screams as if splitting the animal's inner even Kay's body seemed to be in shreds.

"Sakit!!! hiks, am.ampun. Yeah!!!"

The Amor who heard it from down there just quietly paid attention to the ears. Likewise, the others were unable to move, their tears only shed but their faces remained flat as if they were not human.

"Dad!!!!! pain, hiks!! Sorry, Yahh!!"

"Good boy! you're the best tool for me, Dad. hm? it doesn't hurt."

The sounds of torture make their hair goosebumps. It is certain after this that the tortured woman will be forced to recover from wounds that cause damage from within.

Kay meowing loudly continued to claw making Amor could not resist directly dashing towards his master's room. It was seen that Kay's claw had already seeped into that door mercilessly.

"Kay!"

"Dad!!!!"

The last scream was so crazy that Amor's hands clenched straight towards the door wanting to open it but...

"Amor!!!" mr. Jirom's voice had already called out to him. Amor's jaw is hardened. But, he could not resist until he opened the door with a rather strong push and then opened with Kay who immediately barged in.

Deggs...

Amor's eyes widened to see blood splashing on the wall with Mr. Jirom's fist clutching the chain dripping with blood.

"N..Miss."

His mind flinched seeing Whuang lying in the corner of the room with her arms full of scratches and her legs as well. The woman's hair was sticky with her face covered in messy long hair.

"Take him to the edge of the forest.make it look like he's been harmed by a wild beast!" tell Lord Jirom mercilessly at all. Her eyes did not show any pity.

No reply from Amor made Lord Jirom's blood boil.

"You hear me???"

"A...Ja. Master!"

Amor quickly approached Whuang's body, which looked conscious but unable to move. The woman's breath was weak with scars everywhere except for her face.

"S.kit."

"Listen, see and feel! you can only be like that, you're my best tool, right?" still stressing that to Whuang who was already unable to move.

"It's a punishment as well as a plan. After this you might easily approach, Young Master one that."

"I'm sorry. Master!"

Amor lightly carried Whuang with a fortified heart. This woman's blood was so sticky and the sight was familiar to Amor himself.

"He must be able to manipulate the opponent.don't use the heart to act."

"Good."

Amor answered, stepping out with Kay, who kept meowing after them. This was a choice set for Whuang himself.

"May you be free. Miss!"

Mumbled Amor whispered, he must do the titahan of Mr. Jirom who will definitely ask for proof from him.

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