In my mind she was already taking of her panties. But then the lights went out.Could this be a coincidence that she left the shutter partially open or...did it turn her on? There were more nights like this but could it be she did it on purpose? Thoughts crossed my mind to confront her on street to see where it would bring me. But she was always together with someone. One moment when we met on the street we had some kind of chat where we introduced to each other and I found out her name was. ”She does not question me further but walks to the table and returns with an ivory box. Opening it, she removes a thick, disc shaped, silver object on a chain and hands it to me.“Do you know what this is?”I look at the object and I am filled with awe. It is an ancient Mentrassan reliquary of exceedingly fine craftsmanship. Wrought of silver and adorned with agates, onyx and carnelians; it is a hallowed object that would have been owned, prized and venerated by many generations of my people. I spent the evening trying to find some purpose but I couldn’t focus on anything. I watched a movie but I couldn’t tell you anything about it. I tried reading but my eyes would just slide off the end of the page. The only thing I could focus on was a mixture of very confused feelings. I was concerned about Neil. Was what Sarah saying true? She had no real reason to lie to me and it rang true but how could I have missed it my whole life? I was concerned for the pair of them as a couple not to. I get the idea that he’s laughing at me but I’m too pleased to care. He pulls my hair and I pull back. I love the feeling of being used.His cock is still hovering at the entrance to my dripping cunt. I’ve forgotten about it but now he enters me. I snicker gently in pleasure, like a kitten being stroked he always used to say. He tells me:“touch yourself”I don’t want to.He slaps my arse, hard.“I said touch yourself”No, I say“now”There are no questions, its only orders. He spanks me again,.