You want that don't you? You want Mistress to change you into her plaything and toy. To totally control your mind and body. To own you. To break your ...ill.”“Yes Mistress I want that.”“ Show me your breasts, slut”I untied my halter neck to reveal my budding C breasts with pierced nipples. Mistress walked round me.“Your breasts are developing nicely, cum slut” and tugged on the rings.“Nice and sensitive. Good. Take your dress off girl.”I did so and stepped out of it wearing only heels and. She used to come in and play cards or learn to play darts> I say to learn to play darts she would get me to stand behind her and hold herhand as she was attempting to throw. As she did this she would back up against my groin.One hot night we were out on the front lawn watching the 'movies' from the local drive in theatre across the paddock> yes we could seethe picture but not the sound.She arrived dressed in a pair of short green shorts, and a white see through blouse, no bra ( because it was. I ran it up smoothly and felt the pressure against the brakes. That was the first time I was sure the prop was engaged. I revved it as far as I could then release the brakes. The little place began to move within a few feet it had some lift. I kept going up with the engine till it reached full throttle. The air speed was at the point where the small plane tried to be airborne. I pulled back on the joy stick and the nose lifted.The small lightweight plane shot into the air. I had a great deal of. I walked down the path to a picnic table and stopped there, bending at the waist and pretending to be adjusting the straps on my heels.As soon as the first guy reached there, he whispered softly:"Hi sweetie, you look hot…" I turned and told him: “I could be even hotter for you, babe”The blond guy had his hand in his pocket, massaging his cock.I then reached out and rubbed the outline of his bulge, sitting down on the bench of the picnic table and unzipping his fly.I started stroking his cock; I.