Must be the Molly and Emma I heard Emmett talkin about, Rafe thought. At first glance the women looked to be sisters. One was older and told the young...r one to help Emmett down off the wagon. She may be older but not by much, Rafe thought. ‘Hi Daddy. I’m glad you’re back,’ the younger woman said. ‘Hello Emma,’ he responded. ‘Help your old father down will ya?’ He used Emma’s shoulder to steady himself and climbed off the wagon. ‘Hi Honey,’ he greeted the older woman. ‘Y’all do okay while I was. "Ooh, yes, I want a white wine," Jenny told her. "Marie is my Mistress."The others looked at me with interest. I shook my head at them."No, I told Jenny that if anyone asked, to tell them that," I explained, "I am just trying to protect her from the local predators."That got me a few smiles of disbelief. My excuse was not made any more believable by Jenny openly squeezing my bottom."Are you ready to go home yet, Jenny?" I asked, "it is getting late."She looked at me. "Home? Your home, with. On the very first day of the marriage, I already made my intentions very clear to many men out there by wearing a sleeveless deep neck kurti and smiling at random men. As I didn’t want any trouble within the family, I avoided flirting with any of the relatives.In Jains, we have a function called Milni where the whole of the bride’s family visit to the groom’s place. So I knew this was the opportunity where I could cash on my beauty and take someone for a ride as well as to ride me also!At. There were maybe ten or twelve pieces! Not only that, but everything had its place. Everything was set in sculpted, red foam padding. I glanced up at Chantelle. She just smiled. I wanted to protest. I really did. I just couldn't believe it was so full. I could barely tear my eyes from it. As I scanned the open case before me, my grin grew. In the centre was a pair of steel handcuffs. Always a Dom necessity, I thought. In each corner was a beautiful, padded, black leather cuff, which I imagined.