Chapter Twelve
Forbidden Fingers
Vidov twisted his fingers together with boisterous energy. “Now, Mr. Travis, it’s my turn to amuse myself with your captive body--especially sporting with this.” His hands went directly to my manhood and balls, stroking them like some treasured toy.
I strained against my straps, desperate to escape being soiled by the foul touch of this evil man. “Ungh! Uh!” My muscles corded with my futile efforts. Once again, my naked body was the exposed, unprotected and helpless carnal toy for the amusement of my immoral captors. “Get your filthy hands off me, you depraved pervert.”
Vidov sneered up at me and laughed at my red-faced humiliation as he fingered my most intimate flesh. “Why, Mr. Travis, Valeska and all her sisters talk about how much you enjoy it when
