Her mother knew about it and told her if she loved me it was ok. But Annette did not tell me this, until that evening.That evening Annette made dinner...for the three of us (Annette, Rose, and I) Rose the smart 12 year old that she was, left us in the living room and went into her room to watch TV. We watched television and whenever I started to try to more than kiss Annette she kept telling me to wait until Rose was asleep.I was kissing Annette and caressing her breasts through her blouse. My. ”We had a deep smooch and then i cupped her breasts. She left out a soft moan. I took her in my arms and went to her room. I just dropped her on the bed. Removed my shorts and jumped over her like a hungry tiger. She teased me by saying”ooo someone looks hungry tonight”. I just hugged her and both of us rolled form this end to that end. The I got on top of her and looked deep into her eyes and said “I love you Ma”She replied “Me too da”We had a long french kiss. I broke the kiss and kissed her. I knew I had to make the first move...but I didn'tknow what it should be...finally I couldn't stand the tension any longer.I reached up, taking her head in my hands, and pulled her forcefully downinto a passionate kiss.Or at least, I tried too...I ended up pulling her nose down into my eye,making me stumble back onto the floor, hearing her musical laughter fillthe room. It sounded like a champagne toast amongst the demons in Hell. Iwas crestfallen, humiliated, and when crossed over to the room. "Don't worry my dear. I'm not going to cover your body with ink, but Ihave some additions to your body that are necessary," he explained. "Ineed to emphasize that you are my property. This doesn't mean that Iwill abuse you, but you are not my lover or girlfriend, rather you aremy sex slave. I own you; you belong to me, and I will control allaspects of your life from now on. Look at everything that I have done inthe past few days, and how helpless you have been to prevent it. In factyou crave.