Anjali has her own plans

"No, Dharma." says the older woman, reaching out and stroking your cheek gently, "I'm joining in the game, but I'm afraid you and your friends are leaving it. I'm confiscating your toy."

"Aw, what? Come on, mother. We've barely begun," Dharma protests, furiously, "And you know how hard it is to find a loose man in this town... I thought you were going to that stupid party tonight anyway."

"I do and I am," smiles Anjali, "And that's why I'm taking your little boy-toy with me... He'll be a much more impressive gift than a bottle of wine, and I do so want to make a good impression."

Dharma pouts sulkily, and Anjali tells you to stand up. She steps behind you and nuzzles your neck, speaking softly.

"I'm taking you away from these silly girls to a proper adult party, where there will be some important people. I'm going to take you there, and you are going to have a nice.."

She nibbles at your ear.

"...sexy..."

She gently squeezes your balls.

"..time."

She gives your dick one hard pump.

"You're going to behave there, aren't you? I do not want any of the kind of behavior I saw just now tarnishing my reputation."

She slips her hand around your balls again, and you look across at Dharma, still sitting on the bed and staring at you. She mouths silently -

"Stay. We'll tell you every thing".

Anjali gives your balls a little squeeze.

"Well?" She asks sternly, "Are you going to come along with me and be a good little boy toy and have fun with the grown ups?"