Danny is a sweet boy. One can see on his face so much of who he is. His eyes hide nothing. His cheeks flush red under his porcelain skin. Even his mouth betrays him, breathing heavily when he's nervous or excited. As Master Ballad looked over his body, he was impressed with how strong and capable he was. He didn't stand very tall, but he had a natural broadness to his chest and arms. His fresh, youthful face was stuck in the look of a lost boy, waiting for a father figure to tell him everything would be alright. And that deep, emotional hunger... That's hard to fake. Hard to teach. To make a boy desperate for a man... It's a gift. When Master Ballard pulled off his clothes, he saw his smooth, strong back and perfectly round ass. His balls hung behind, as if begging to be toyed with. He pressed my face deep into his ass, tasting his most precious area, feeling him melt on the tip of his tongue as he invaded his body. As he prepared him, examining him and teasing him, Ballard had to remember that Danny was being groomed for sale. To be purchased and owned. It was hard to think this boy wouldn't be his. As he was, he was practically perfect. And sure to demand a high price.