John lunged forward and, before Sofia could react, slapped her hard across the face.
Slap! Sofia stiffened, about to fall, but John grabbed her hair, yanked her toward him, and backhanded her again.
Slap! Slap! Slap!
The sounds were louder than those they made in bed, and the pain Sofia endured was far worse.
Her face turned red and swollen, her head ringing. She would have collapsed, but John held her by the hair, forcing her to kneel as he continued the assault.
When John finally stopped, it took a while for Sofia's mind to clear. She began to plead, her swollen mouth forming broken words, "Master, why are you doing this? I didn't lie to you..."
John sneered and tightened his grip on her throat. "Drop the act! Do you really think I am stupid? If he were Eric's informant, would he h
