Suddenly it stopped.Before her stood Mistress Amy the most respected Domme in the club. She pushed her fingers into Jessica's mouth, "Lick your juices... off, slut. They taste so sweet. I am thrilled to have my hands on you tonight."With that she walked around Jessica rubbing her cheeks. To everyone around she asked, "Don't you love these creamy white cheeks? They are deliciously pure and ready for my crop, don't you think?"One of her sub boys crawled to her with a crop in his mouth. She pet his. Her mind finally cleared. She rolled over and began to study the room. It seemed like an empty bedroom in a house that had been recently vacated. She struggled to her feet. She hopped around the room examining the walls, two boarded up windows and a closed door. She backed up to it and tried the handle. Locked. “What a surprise,” she thought bitterly. Then, she hopped back and hurled her body against the door. She bounced back falling back on the floor.She struggle to rise and hurled herself. "What man?" Seth's mother asked."Wainder, mother, you remember." Seth put his finger to his lips hoping Jefferson would not say more about the rebel soldier and how they had left him.Seth's mother sighed. "I'm certainly glad you got away from him, but you're almost an hour from the nearest fort, and there are Confederate cavalrymen all over the place. Most of our neighbors have fled." I'll get us through all right," Jefferson stated. He said it in a way that did not leave room for dispute."I've. The next week she had come down with a wicked head cold, thanks to her narrow escape.Since then Bunny had taken a few precaution. The bars on the window had been one of them. Blushing, mother had wordlessly handed over the household saving to Bunny so she could pay for them to be installed. An additional four pieces of silver saw a stout door with a heavy lock installed in the entrance to her simple little bedchamber. Last month mom had actually somehow managed to pick the lock with a claw tip!.