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"Tu sais, je detesterais d'avoir à te tuer. En temps normal, ça ne me dérangerait pas, mais tes larmes sont si jolies comme ça. (You know, I would hate to have to kill you. Normally, I wouldn’t mind, but your tears look so pretty like that.)"
“What are you saying? Please, I’ll do anything, Master… I mean Monsieur Fournier.”
The debt collector decides to overlook the name used in error.
"T'es vraiment qu'une petite pute, hein? A vendre ton corps comme ça. Combien d'hommes as-tu laissé prendre ton cul? (You’re just a little filthy whore, aren’t you. Selling your body like this. How many men have you let take your arse?)"
“Please, please, don't kill me.”
"Ça, c'est moi qui en déciderai. (I will be the judge of that.)"
He pulls out his cock and gives it a couple of tugs, ready to sample the goods he has collected in lieu of payment.