Around thirty minutes later, there was a knock on the door and I opened it, there stood an older Indian man slim bit taller than me, he smiled and in ...ery broken English said...massage.... he then came in and closed the door… I only had a small towel around my waist and had showered as I had been told to....the guy moved me to the bed where I had place one of the large towels… he had a bottle of oil in one hand.....he got me to lay face down on the bed and he slipped off his trousers and shirt. The studs are not sharp enough to cut but dig into the skin quite painfully. They irritate my already punished bottom and stick into my clit and balls through the thin material of my briefs. The raised centre increases the pressure between my cheeks forcing me to spread my knees to relieve the discomfort. The relief is short lived as I am quickly secured tightly with leather straps which allow no movement and increase the pressure of the studs against my delicate parts."Do you know why Sue is. ”The Duroes went to leave. Zania really freaked, she tried to leave with them so Dr Leggit had to grab her round the waist and wrestle her away from the door to let them pass. Zania struggled but fairly quickly she realised he was stronger than her and escape would have to wait.Zania calmed down. “You can’t keep me here!” she shouted.Dr Leggit ignored her, “Actually I can,” he replied after a moment or two, “So let’s discuss your treatment, you self harm?” Dr Leggit suggested?.“So?” Zania. This year was such a winter that had all parts of Sweden covered in lots of snow.Robin had left his hometown some years back for studies at the university. A few years living in a larger city had given him some perspective and now when he was back in his hometown, he could only smile when her heard the complaints from the locals about it taking too much time to remove the snow.All in all he thought the workers hired by the town council did a rather good work. The local problems with snow could.