"You say you'll do what I want, but the first thing I ask you to do you balk at." "But why do you want me to take my clothes off?" I countered. "Look,... she said, "it isn't a matter of debate. You agreed to do what I want. I want you to take off your clothes. Are you going to do what I want this weekend or not?" "But I don't understand." "It's not a matter of understanding. It's a matter of doing what I want or not. And it's apparently 'not'. Just as I thought." She was pissed again. She jumped. Leena said--"Rahul see how her whole body is shaking. Why dont you hold her tight in embrace and pound her pussy..?" Rahul held me tight in his embrace and was pounding my pussy in and out. The feeling was exquisite. His strokes had now becoming forceful and faster. My pussy was dripping all wet and was responding well to his strokes and I was raising my torso to meet his thrusts. Suddenly my whole body started convulsing. It was all shaking. I was trembling in Rahul's embrace. Leena said--. She's a townie and I want her kitted out to help with my landscape work. Boots, socks, trousers, shorts, the lot. She has nothing suitable." Tom seemed surprised I was taking a woman to work with me but said nothing. A couple of hours went by while Louise tried on wax coats, camouflage trousers, hard hats, sweaters a pair of walking boots and a pair of Wellington's. I also let her choose a few items of everyday wear. The whole outfit cost a bomb but it would last a while and I secretly hoped. She feels a tug on her leash, not realizing she was so deep in thought that she failed to notice James start to walk again. Emma hurries to follow. James leads Emma to an open table and directs her to sink to her knees beside his chair. Blushing and the humiliation feeding her inner desires Emma does as she is commanded, sinking low and looking down. She hears several people stop to talk to James and compliment him on his slave. A few ask if Emma is available to join the fun in the back rooms..