What she saw next horrified her. It was a cage about four feet square. Her body still ached as her master pulled her by her collar. She had to work he... legs in such a way as to move one at a time and only a few inches at a time. The chair was at the far end of the room. She stumbled but remained upright. She thought to herself that master wanted her to fall so he could inflict more pain. When she reached the chair she was made to sit, not on a cushion but on a hard plastic pad that had sharp. “Welcome to India, Mr. Jones!” said Savita and shook hands with the photographer. “Ahh no…Please call me Nick. I don’t want a beautiful woman like you to be so formal with me!” Savita noted how Nick’s eyes were fixed on her breasts and knew that Nick could make out that she wasn’t wearing a bra. There wasn’t much time to waste and so she got straight to the point. “Okay then Nick! We’re on a tight schedule so Sheetal here will take you to go meet the models. Call me if you have any. We did on occasions go to the movie theater to watch movies and I had by then got her in the habit of wearing no panties and oddly she change her trim job on her pussy to match my needs. She had it completely bald when I first was fucking her but changed it to a little landing strip which I desired. She said she always had it bald and I wonder how she broke it to him. She still said it was no to little sex with him. WE started going to a town kinda lower end with a lot of people and foot. At the restaurant I parked, got out, and opened her door for her. Emerald parted her legs getting out but not enough to give me a good view up her dress.The dinner was wonderful from the shrimp cocktails and salads to the fish dinner and cherry cheesecake.As she got back in the car she let her knees raise up a little higher and her legs open up a little wider. Her panties were so white that they practically glowed. I smiled and closed her door.We got to the theater a little early. Emerald.