Jessie's mom had invited them over for dinner that evening. After a quick change into dry clothing, Jessie packed up the dessert she had prepared earl...er that day, and off they went. Jessie enjoyed the many decorations that were out for the holiday. Chad smiled as she turned her head from side to side in hopes of not missing a thing. To him, she lit a room with her smile more than all the thousands of bulbs they passed put together.Chad greeted Jessie's mom as they walked into the kitchen. She. Mum went into the Kitchen to get the drinks and the three of us sat in the living room. Mr. Parker asked Janice how the evening was going and Janice replied with a thumbs up just as Mum returned. Mum handed Mr. Parker a glass of scotch and poured a gin and tonic for Janice and herself. I was given a glass of cola. "Too young to drink yet Alan" said Mr. Parker with a wry smile. "Oh I don't know said Janice. From the look of that gear he's wearing he's probably had a girl in here while we were. The slaves ‘enclosure’ is a cage whose slender bars are made of soft wood twined with golden ribbon. Inside are cushions of dyed and richly embroidered homespun upon which we slaves might sit. Everywhere the domestic servants are still busily preparing for the banquet and leaving no detail to chance, for tonight our mistress’ reputation is at stake. We enter the cage and some of us sit decorously, while others, such as me, recline provocatively.Soon our mistress, the Lady Itelyssia enters and. Or do you?" I could see Zander smiling as he asked the question, and my heart thundered in my ears. Part of me wanted to let them know I was watching...so that perhaps I could get in on the fun, but fear glued me to my spot in front of the door.Zander's mom shook her head fiercely, keeping her mouth clamped shut as she let out muffled moans through her fingers. Zander grinned, and turned his long, steady thrusts into short, quick, hard ones. The sound of his body slamming against hers rang.