Chapter Three
Ten minutes later Jenett was waiting for them in the foyer. She had changed into a silky white blouse with long sleeves finished off with jodhpurs and calf length riding boots.
“I like the riding look when I give these tours,” she explained, “you’ll see why in a minute.”
Ushering them to the front door they stepped outside on the porch. Directly in front of the steps, hitched to the rail, was a two person carriage. A single naked slave was harnessed in front of the cart with space beside him for another. Emma paused in her stride for a moment. She took the picture in but her reaction time was superb. The sight was unusual but somehow expected as she understood more and more the mind set of this group of dominant women. It looked as if Arthur might have another of his s****
