No, thank goodness. Especially after last night. That can never happen again. I dont know what got into me. I said thinking back to the previous night...at my daughters one year anniversary with Vincent. Vincent had fucked me in my own washroom just upstairs from where my daughter, husband and guests were partying. On top of that not only had Vincent fucked me but he had sent every other boy up to fuck me one at time. One after the other they had come up and fucked me on the bathroom floor. Never. “Why the hell aren’t you getting my clothes you little bitch?” “Sorry mistress” quickly and jump to her closet taking out her usual work clothes, and laying them out on her bed. She dressed in them picking out clothes that would show of her perfect cleavage. “You look beautiful mistress” I said almost involuntarily “Duh slave” she said with a smile “I want Mr. Jones to have a boner every time I hand him a file” as she admires herself in the mirror. “Now am going to work little bitch I expect. I explained that I had only flown you and Mr. Wallace a couple of times, and both had been pretty short notice trips with only the two of you onboard. I reminded him that I had only recently become your personal pilot so I couldn’t speak to anything beyond my limited scope of knowledge.’ ‘Did he ask anything about flight plans?’ asked Gail. ‘No, I don’t think he is familiar enough with aviation rules to know about flight plans. He really isn’t a very intelligent man. He did ask if I drove Mrs.. Not a very frilly one but functional. It was a long dark blue dress with buttons up the front and a white frilly collar. On top of that, she wore a full white apron with straps round the waist and shoulders."So, my little Lucy," said Jane, "this is how it is going to be. Sandra is a good maid and will always get the meals ready, do the washing etc. I will help her from time to time of course but she is our maid. Naturally, I will have to use her and punish her. She likes that. You should watch.