Date: Sun, 28 Jun 2009 12:17:55 -0700 (PDT)
From: kablay01@yahoo.com
Subject: Parker's Punishment Part 2
Everything in this story is completely fabricated. Any similarities to real
life are just coincidences, etc.
Well, here's part 2. Thank you to everyone who emailed me! I was so
surprised! x3 I hope you like this one c:
Parker's Punishment Part 2
"Please, Mr. Quirk," Parker panted. "Please stop..."
"Oh, but Parker," Quirk sneered, "tonight has only just begun."
"I-I don't "but before Parker could respond Quirk started to stand up
over the chair, clamping his hands around Parker's waste to hold him up.
"Ah! Uhnn!" Parker squealed the chains shackling his feet to the floor
somehow forced more of Quirk's dick into him, and that was all that was
propping him up besides Quirks hands.
"Oh yeah, I forgot about those," Quirk mumbled, and smirked. Then he
lifted one leg up and onto the seat of the chair.
"What are you do " Parker grimaced in discomfort, but as he began to
ask Quirk straightened his leg and stood all the way up on the chair,
effectively stabbing Parker with his steel pole.
"AAAAAAAAAHHHH!" Parker screamed in pain. Quirk's cock must have been
the strongest limb on his body because instead of bending under Parker's
weight it just stretched the boy's tight asshole farther than he thought
was humanly possible. But right as Quirk's legs straightened to full length
the chains unlatched from Parker's ankles and fell to the floor.
"Like that, boy?" Quirk said. "The chains release when they're pulled
enough. But don't worry, you couldn't have escaped if you'd tried. It takes
more power than you have to activate their release." Parker was barely
listening, though. He was too busy panting from the intensity of the
invasion into his abused rectum.
And before Parker could even think about using his now-free legs, in
one swift motion Quirk jerked his prisoner off of his thick meat and tossed
him over his shoulder. One of his hands locked itself around his captive's
ankles, and the other one reached to grope his exposed ass, which was
pointing up in the air on Quirk's shoulder, right next to his head.
Parker was now freed from most of the pain his gaping ass-ring was
quivering now that Quirk's rod was removed. The teen's main discomfort was
his package; despite it being stuffed inside his tiny jock-strap it was
still being compressed even further by his master's shoulder. He was so
compacted that he could feel the pain from his balls being shoved together
in the confined space.
"Mr. Quirk, sir..." Parker pleaded, "don't "
"Quiet!" Quirk commanded, and smacked Parker's cheeks mercilessly,
leaving a hand-shaped red mark.
"UUHhh-huh-huhn!" Parker wailed, his eyes wetting again.
"What? My little bottom-boy doesn't like to play rough?" Quirk mocked,
and spanked him harder.
"AAAHH-Ah-huhnn!"
"That'll teach you some discipline, boy," Quirk growled. "You have
anything else to say?" Parker just whimpered he knew he'd be feeling the
sting from Quirk's assault on his ass for a while, and he didn't want to
make it worse. "That's better. I took the duct tape off so I could hear you
scream, but if you're gonna start talking back then there might be a
problem." Parker didn't dare respond in fear of being smacked again.
Quirk then made his way down from the chair and onto the ground, all
the while still keeping a firm grip on Parker. Then the teacher started to
walk somewhere, unknown to his student, who just kept his head down, too
jaded from all that had happened to lift it up. Then he felt something
slide itself along his butt-crack, and then stop at his hole.
"Mmm, Parker," Quirk moaned, "your ass wants to be full again so
badly," he continued, running his finger along the boy's twitching
ring. "It's red, hot, and craving another brutal fucking."
Parker now knew that there was a lot more to come, and started to
wonder why he was even in this mess...
That's part 2 c: I know it's not that much longer than part 1, but part 3
will be. If you liked it then feel free to email me! I'd love you to hear
what you think about it c: Thanks!