Max was once again about finished with his glass of whiskey and knew he probably should not have any more or his tongue might start getting even looser than it already was.  Max was trying to figure out in his mind when he was having such a conversation with his slave.  There was just something about him that he like, intrigued him and he was just trying to figure it out what it was.  “I am sure I could easily line them up for you.”  Max smirked, “I have all sorts of beating implements in the basement.”<br/><br/>Max had to admit the smell that was coming off of the food made his mouth water like it was a fountain.  He was beginning to like this man better and better.  He was glad he finally found someone who could cook, maybe someday Max might go back into the kitchen.  Max could not help but smile a little when Rimion told him that he had him now he could not think of how much fun they would have together once they get a system down between them.  “Well I hope I can live up to your standards.”<br/><br/>Max had to admit he was glad that Rimion was going to stay with him and he hoped that he would not want to leave anytime soon.  “Yes, I really enjoyed your body’s reaction.”  Max said with a quirky smile. “Actually to be honest it through me for a loop.”  Max stated.  “I have never had anyone beg for more.  But the begging is what made me stop.”  This was why Max found this man very interesting to him because he had never found a slave that liked things as much as he did.  “But now I know that is how you are, so I will learn to enjoy it.”