Frank wasn't in the mood for surrender, however. He took hold of the shoulder of Natasha’s dress and pulled. It tore in three places and he bit down on her shoulder. Teeth marks were prevalent but drew no blood. His hands around her head he pushed her back until she lost her balance and collapsed onto the toilet. Yanking up her dress, Frank tore so hard on her panties until they finally gave way and ripped.
Natasha screamed. "Fucking idiot!! Are you trying to flush me away?”
I needed to show you who was in control. “You can't tell me you don't enjoy it. Your ass belongs to me now.”