A mystery story to be written once I finish the Trained series. Hopefully, I might do other shorts and see which one is received best. This one's much more supernatural and has, stranger kinks.
A hand held his chin softly and lifted it. He felt eyes on him, though he could not tell where they came from or how many. He was left, blind, and unmoving like he had been instructed. A second hand ran through his hair, pulling him into a new position with his head back, exposing his neck. A third hand took his neck, putting just enough pressure to tell him he was owned. Then an explosion of hands, he gasped as he was swept away by them, moving and contorting for their whim. His chest was pushed forward and his butt pulled back causing him to fall forward, he was caught by two hands on his chest, carefully positioned just around his nipples, and one just above his pelvis. Two grabbed his wrists and pulled them behind his back. He shuddered from the feeling, feeling a tingling sensation from the proximity to points of pleasure. More hands had come on, one on each ear paused and ready to start massaging them, since they were another point of pleasure for him. A second hand joined in his hair and he felt a wave of relaxation from the massage, contrasting the rising need from the promise of pleasure. His body was a wave of intense feelings, he let out a muffled moan and a thumb pressed into his mouth playing with his tongue. More hands started groping him, gripping him by the ankles, thighs, arms, and whatever else could support him. The ground left his knees and he could only feel the hands.
Now they became sexual, teasing though. More hands joined at his nipples taking turns pulling and massaging them, others simply traced his chest leaving him short of breath as he sucked harder on the thumb, which soon became fingers. It was the same hand; he could tell by the now wet thumb placed on his cheek. He whimpered into it and breathed harder through his nose like a bull in a fight. He could only hear the sound of his ears being massaged, a swirling mass of hotness resonating from his ears. Two hands were on his cock, one circled around his head, the other around his base, both slick with lube. Lower down one gripped his balls and another circled his entrance. On his ass were an uncountable amount, each vying for more space, taking pinches to entire handfuls of him making him thrust and shake from the attention. The hands on his dick moved with him, offering no pleasure, just the promise of a future. His ears were uncovered and she spoke.
"You know what to do, say it."
Her voice resonated in his soul, and his whole being shuddered at her voice. Her fingers left his mouth and he responded accordingly.
"Your wish is my command."
A finger slid into him forcing a whimper out, then the two hands on his cock both came down, creating this double fucking feeling. The whimper was silenced by her fingers again, he bobbed on them shocking them into his mouth as far as he could. The hands fucked him, thrusting in and out of his hole and up and down his shaft, the sensations from his whole body racked with pleasure. He shook in the hands and they cradled him, supporting him as his body went limp, unable to cope with the overestimation. His mouth lost suction and he started drooling, but the hand remained in his mouth, toying with him. As he sagged further the hands changed his position into one where he was lying on his back, with hands supporting him.
His mind melted in the hands, his entire body was screaming in pleasure, he was shaking almost in an inhuman way. Like he was possessed. Whimpers and moans leaked out his mouth, just like the precum leaking out of his cock.
