Immediately a blindfold was put over my head ( "Mouth openwide!" ) a ball gag placed in my mouth and my arm was grasped, leading meto what I imagined ...was the reception area which I knew was fully mirroredand had black leather seats for clients to sit on whilst they waited.Sarah must have been standing directly in front of me as she pulled whatfelt like tight rubber underwear up my legs and tucked my restrained cockdownwards and backwards into some kind of pouch."That looks surprisingly real!". .. so where had the sound of metal striking come from?Then, he knew. Foreign but familiar language filled him. Foreign words, or pictures, or feelings, or a combination of all of those and more. The metal spoke to him – but it wasn’t a language so much as a passing of information. The metal communicated but not in any way he could explain.Yren just knew.Four swords. A few decorative chains. A few knives. Some gold rings. Metal in a saddle – a buckle, a bit. He could feel them, or hear them, or. I felt like to touch it. I started to rub my dick above trouser cloth. I never had this kind of experience before. I inserted my hand in trouser and foreskin of my dick had moved a little back. When i touched the inner skin, i felt some current passing through my spine. Slowly i started to rub the inner skin. All these time i was staring at her. Finally after a few minutes i felt jolts inside me. My eyes closed and i felt relieved. There was some kind of fluid on my fingers. I rubbed it on the. " You're the one who isn't leaving her alone." I'm very fond of her. And she's a very good shag." Yes, I'll agree with you there, but you're going to miss her if she's half based in Scotland." I'm sorry, what do you know about that?" Don't be thick," she replied.A few days later I was sat in my study, writing, well, writing this, not really a diary, but I felt the need to record something, when there was a knock on the door. I called 'come in' and the other one of the village ladies who helped.