And the blue room girls are gonna be sex slaves. I ain’t gonna ask if you got any questions because frankly I don’t care. Do what you’re told. I...��ll see ya all tomorra.We were finally out of our bondage gear. The only things we now wore were the piercings in our tongue and the gadgets between our legs. A fresh dildo was inserted into the empty rear socket. We were going to have to sleep with that stuff inside us. Thankfully they also took the leashes off of our tongues. I was so grateful to be. " Hebroke into tears. I put the syringe down and picked up the pacifier. "Doyou want you pacifier?" Wthwfftmph," was all he could manage with the residual effects of thesyringe."Do you want your pacifier?" Yewthpweafthmmmth." Do you want your pacifier?" Yewth," he struggled with the words, "pweath." He closed his eyes andconcentrated. "Mmummth," he finally managed.I helped him into the bathroom and sat him on the toilet. He might aswell start peeing like a girl. "Good sissies sit down to. In it, he told the story of the Medallions as a warning of the corrupting nature of pagan magic. A copy of Harun's _Life of A Believer_ exists in the Bodlean Library at Cambridge. DescriptionThe Medallion is a round disk of Denschall bronze (rough copper alloy with sub-optimal zinc and trace lead) 11 cm in diameter, 0.8 cm in thickness. It is bears the image of Zulo in his avatar of the young (winged) trickster on the front and is blank on the reverse. It is linked to a chain of 1-2 cm links. I go back into the bedroom where Anna is still asleep. Pulling back thecover from her torso, I find my old friend and began to rub it in a waythat I knew would get it excited. Sure enough, it slowly begins to becomehard and I hear a moan escape Anna's lips as she starts to wake up. Icontinue my manual manipulations and while doing so, Anna reaches over andbegins to massage my boobs. The shockwaves continue to ripple up and downmy spine as my nipples continue to send the pleasure throughout.