She looked more different and beauty with all makeups she wore. As we reached there, my first priority was to make her drink. But It was easier said t...han done for me. She is not much of a drinker and she usually doesn’t like the taste. But thanks, god, there was one thing that she liked and that was white wine. But white wine doesn’t makes anyone tipsy so I decide to mix some whiskey on her drink. Two mixed pack was enough to make her tipsy. After few drinks, we decided to head home.She usually. When Ken looked at him, it was apparent that something very important was on the boy's mind so he was very serious as he said, "Hi, Mike. Is there something you wish to say to me?" Yes, sir, there is," the little boy began. "I ... I am desperately in love with your daughter, Susan, sir. My intentions are completely honorable. I wish to make her my wife. But sir, first I need your permission to continue to see her now that you know that we are no longer just friends."The little boy swallowed. “Did you enjoy your punishments girl?’’ She again thought for few seconds before answering. “As a slave the punishment is for my own good. Though sometimes the pain is unbearable, it helps me serve my mistress better. When she is satisfied it makes me happy.” I only read about slave mentality before. I was witnessing one. “What kind of tools does she use on you?” “Master, It comes as a standard kit when you purchase a slave. Small whips, paddle, whippy canes etc. She used to punish me with. He was dressed in jeans and a t-shirt like I was. I had to force my cock down to hide my hard on. We settled in and ate while watching the movie. We moved to my couch, I sat close to him. I rubbed my leg against his and noticed him staying put. I finally got daring, and moved my head towards his and kissed him softly. He melted into my arms and I knew he was ready for my loving. I slowly undressed him, kissing every exposed piece of flesh. He smelled good and now I did nothing to hide my hard.