Feeling utterly humiliated, I lifted up on leg and began to let my bladder empty. She filmed me the whole time, laughing in amusement. “All done, d...g?” she asked when I shook my leg and put it down. “Yes,” I said coldly. “Now, now that’s no way to address your Mistress.” “Sorry, I meant yes Mistress.” “Good bitch. You can come in now.” I quickly crawled inside, and she shut the door behind me. She led me to my room then, lying on my bed, with such carefree casualness. “Come,” she ordered. Candy at one time had been a little girl named Melissa Jane Prett. She had lived in a big house with her parents and older brother and sister, growing up in a rich and secure environment. Or at least until one day when she fell asleep at the kitchen table and woke up in a room much like this one with her brother and sister, Theo and Elsie.Being only six, Melissa quickly adapted to the nudity of her siblings and herself. And once she had mastered the feeding penis, she didn't understand why Theo. How about you?Me: gr8… Nice meeting u dear. Come let’s sit and talk.We both sat and for a while there was utter silence. Though we know each other well in college and chatting but i don’t know why we could not speak a word then.Finally i broke the silence with a compliment on her figure and she responded positively for my complement. We had a quite chat admiring each other and most of the time staring each other. That day we spend like that and promised to meet again soon.I could not sleep. “Not a worry in the world about that one,” I said. And, boy was that ever the truth.“Well good,” she said.We’d known each other almost no time to speak of, but I was already practicing the proposal of marriage speech I was going to make to her. I was just hoping and praying that I wouldn’t make a fool of myself in the doing of it.The barbecue was already going when we arrived. Mom and dad were inside: mom in the kitchen and dad on the service porch messing with coolers full of beer and soda.