I reached her house and rang the doorbell. She opened the door and I was awestruck looking at her. She was wearing a pink colored sleeveless nighty an...d her hair was untied. Her chubby arms were very appealing which made my heart beat fast. She said, “Hey, come inside. I was waiting for you,” and told me to sit on the sofa.I sat there and she went inside and came back with a hairband. She was tying her hair and walking back to my sofa and that view took my feelings to some other level. Her. I girl in her mid 20s, curvy with black hair that offered a Mistress service. I called her and told her what I needed. We arranged for me to come over, I would worship her cunt and ass while she degraded me. She would then torture my nipples and ass while I came. When I arrived on her doorstep she looked older than her pics. That didn't bother me however. I stripped and went down on her. She gave me no orders, no degradation, nothing. She called me a naughty boy a few times while I sucked on. She was typically nerdish. She had never been out on a date. Therefore it was easy to manipulate her to a secluded location from which he could work his magic. "Peter, why are here in the basement?" she said becoming afraid. " Your not going ... going to...?" Her fear built as she backed away. Peter could guess what was going on. She thought she was going to be raped. Not far off. "All I'm going to do is transform you to a new life." Then he used his mind control powers to rewrite her previous. Helen was expecting everyone to be dressed in rubber masks and chains, but this wasn’t the case at all. Sandra took her straight into an enormous living room. There were about twenty people there, mostly women but with a few men. “Ahh,” minced one middle-aged guy, “our new recruit has arrived.” Ages ranged from over fifty to one girl near Helen’s own. She was given a drink. There was friendly random chit-chat about the usual mundane subjects. After about an hour Helen was beginning to get.