Oscar B.A. Part 26

Oscar takes on Room 1 of Laurie’s dungeon.

Oscar B.A. Part 26

First one hand, slowly followed by its partner. Then a third and fourth together.

Sixteen fingers and four thumbs. Their owner’s unknown but intentions, against my bound, naked flesh, clear as day in the pitch-black of a white, leather blindfold.

Soft and kind, paradoxical caresses from rough, strong fingers and wide, weathered palms. My pleasure, their aim.

Every nerve of my being firing crackling bolts as massaging tips and thumbs kneaded muscles and smoothed my practically flawless, teenage skin.

A thin smear of scentless body oil pumped from an unknown source ensuring a slick, scintillating warmth. The sounds of excited mouths and bodies the only constant below gentle, sporadic chimes of taut metal chains. Long, thankful breaths and smacking lips a record-like crackle to my heightened senses.

The first pair of hands enjoyed my arms, pulled above me. Every finger took its time, exploring my biceps, triceps, forearms and armpits. Tracing my veins with wide yet adept tips.

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