Don't let me have to teach you again, do you understand?" I nodded to my captor. There was no point in fighting this, I felt all defiance slowly melt ...way. I stood there, ready for him to do his worst.His hand traced again towards my pubic hair as his mouth and tongue explored each breast. I drew a sharp breath as his teeth gently closed around a nipple, tugging it. My body refused to relax, poised and ready for the pain that I was sure was going to come again. Sensing my stiff body he said. It was at a gymkhana that she first saw the Emir, though she had no idea then who he was.He watched her competitive round and she was clearly a natural horse-woman. When she had finished with a very competent clear round on a far from brilliant horse, he moved over to the area where the horse-boxes were parked. Off the horse she was a trim-looking young woman with a burgeoning figure full of promise. She took off her hard hat and shook out shoulder length blonde hair.He was congratulating her. I knocked. I heard her call something out, but couldn’t make out the words. I waited a few minutes and knocked again. This time I heard her come to the door. I saw the light in the peep hole disappear for a second then the outdoor light turned on. The door opened.“Hi, Amos, what’s up?” she asked. She was wearing sweats so appeared not in the mood for company.“I was thinking about your request,” was all I answered.I watched her wait for me to continue, her excitement plain on her face. I. " "I'll be there." was Rita's reply. "Don't worry if I'm not there when you arrive." he said. "I'll be along shortly so go in and make yourself comfortable."This time Rita thought, I've got all weekend to explore some of the details I might have missed in our first meeting. His salt and pepper hair both on his head and chest came to mind along with his strong muscular arms. And then of course, there was "down there". She just couldn't get those visions of his huge cock out of her mind. So.