Date: Sat, 29 Aug 2009 05:06:15 -0700 (PDT)
From: false <kablay01@yahoo.com>
Subject: Parker's Punishment Part 4

Everything in this story is completely fabricated. Any similarities to real
life are just coincidences, etc.

It's finally done! And it's really long... I hope that's okay. I was
thinking about splitting it into 2 parts, but I figured since I was almost
done with all of it I might as well just upload it how it is.  And there
isn't a really a "nothing's-happening" point in this part, so there
wouldn't be a good place for a break anyway. Anyway, thanks again for all
the feedback, and I hope you like it!


Part 4

* * * Present Day * * *

     Quirk continued to fondle Parker's ass as he walked somewhere unknown
to Parker, who had managed to lift his head up a little in desire to at
least know where he was. He saw what seemed to be a lair of some sort,
except it looked really high-tech; the walls were made of blue-grey metal,
and on the ceiling were many fluorescent lights. Parker saw the chair they
had just left, but he also could make out what looked like a shelf with
indistinguishable items on it and across from that was an arrangement of
metal cuffs coming out from the wall, but before he could make out anything
else his captor had walked past the wall he was facing into another section
of the room. The place was almost like a laboratory, except Quirk was in
complete control of his test subjects.

     Quirk was now approaching one of his favorite devices. One could call
it a table, but it was definitely meant for someone to lay on. It was in
the shape of a person lying in the eagle-position; parts of it jutted out
to support one's spread out arms and legs. Along those parts, and the main
one, were what looked like leather straps, which had buckles that could be
tightened, locking the victim onto the table.

     But that wasn't even Quirk's favorite part.

     The best (or worst) thing about the table was the hole in it, just
where someone's crotch would be.

     "Well, Parker, are you ready for part two of your punishment?" Quirk
asked slyly.

     "Please, Mr. Quirk, no more!" The teen begged. "I'm sorry! I've learn
ed my lesson I swear!"

     "That won't do you any good now, boy," Quirk responded. "What's done
is done, and this is the only way for you to be taught who's boss." Quirk
was now facing the rear side of the table, getting heated for what was
going to happen next.

     "I know who's boss, Mr. Quirk! I promise!"

     " Well, Parker, I'm gonna need more proof than that," and as he spoke
Quirk grabbed Parker by his neck, and in one rapid movement lifted him off
of his shoulder - still holding his ankles - and slung Parker face down
onto the table.

     "Ow...!" Parker yelped, getting the breathed knocked out of him. And
before Parker could move Quirk put one hand on each of his ankles and
spread them far enough so that each one landed on the end of the
leg-platforms of the table. He then quickly bound the leather straps over
Parker's ankles, buckled them, and pulled them tightly to allow the least
amount of movement.  Quirk then followed suit with the boy's thighs,
strapping them securely into place as well. That took care of Parker's
lower body, and before strapping down his waist he gave the teen's ass a
good hard smack, making him cry out in pain.

     "Mr. Quirk, w-what are you doing?" Parker whimpered. After the
prisoner was tightly fastened (his hands were still tied), Quirk made his
way around the table, right in front of Parker's face. Parker looked
forward at the man, but only to see his rock-hard cock sticking straight
out at him, throbbing in excitement. The boy was breathing heavily, his
mouth wide open, and Quirk saw an opportunity he had to take.

     "What am I doing, Parker?" Quirk repeated, taking hold of his
dick. "I'm giving you what you deserve!" and with that he shoved his rod
straight into Parker's mouth.

     "UUNNNGHLG!" Parker gagged. His teacher just held his dick in place,
half way into Parker's front entrance. He thought about biting it, but he
knew that if he did he'd just be in a worse situation than he already was,
and he doubted that it would do much to Quirk's stiff bone anyway. But what
worried Parker most was his junk, which was dangling into the hole in the
table.

     "You like that, boy?" Quirk taunted. "You like my cock in your other
cum-hungry hole?" He then took hold of Parker's hair and pushed an inch
more of his penis down his student's throat, making him gag again, his face
turning red. "I'll take that as a yes."

     Parker could barely breathe - he was trying hard to control his
gag-reflex. He just watched helplessly as Quirk reached down below his face
to something on the side of the table. Quirk pulled up some kind of string,
one in each of his hands, which Parker assumed was attached to the table.

     "Well, Parker, if you like that," Quirk said, gripping the cords
tightly, "then you'll LOVE this," and with that Quirk pulled the strings as
hard as he could.

     "AAHNNNNNHH!" Parker screamed, as he felt something wrap around the
base of his penis and balls, clamping them into place. He tried to lift
them out, but whatever was choking his package must have been attached to
the table within the crotch-pit because it wouldn't budge.  This, in
combination with his miniature jock-strap, squeezed Parker's boyhood so
tightly that it was a constant ache. Parker wondered if his junk would ever
work right again. Quirk then tied the cords together so Parker would remain
chained down to the table, and then returned his focus to the boy's
frightened face.

     "There's no way to escape now, parker," Quirk said, "but I'm sure you
lost hope of that a while ago." And when he finished talking Quirk grabbed
ahold of Parker's auburn locks, slowly pulled his cock out of the boy's
mouth until just the head was inside, and then forced it all the way in
again.

     "You know, boy, this is all the lube your ass is getting so you better
suck harder than that if you don't want me to completely annihilate your
ass!" Quirked ordered. Parker knew he was serious, so he squeezed his lips
around his master's thick meat the best he could and licked it from within
this mouth, wetting it as much as possible. He remembered that Quirk used
some spit as lube the first time he fucked him, and if that was what
Quirk's dick felt like with lube then he couldn't imagine how it would feel
without it.

     "Oh yeah, boy, choke on my cock," Quirk snarled, slamming his pole in
and out of Parker's mouth. He loved the feeling of the teen desperately
trying to lube up his meat, and it made him so hot when he felt his slave
gag around his dick.

     Parker was starting to feel a tad dizzy from the lack oxygen, but he
knew that if he gave up now Quirk would just face-fuck him longer. In a
sick sort of way parker wished he could fit more fo Quirk's cock down his
throat, because then he could wet more of it; even though Quirk's entire
length couldn't fit in his mouth, every single inch of his nearly foot-long
sub was gonna be shoved up Parker's fuck-hole.

     But suddenly Quirk stopped, his cock still deep down Parker's throat,
and just looked down sinisterly at his captive. "It's almost time. There's
just one more thing to do and then tonight's final event can begin." Parker
didn't know what he was talking about, but he son found out as quirk bent
over him, his dick still lodged inside Parker's mouth, and untied his
hands. Quirk then grabbed them and bound them into the other sections of
the table, and strapped his arms securely into place. Parker was now flat,
face down on the table in the eagle position, with his legs spread wide
open and the rest of him pinned down and unable to move anything but his
neck. He was now completely at Mr. Quirk's mercy.

     Quirk slowly pulled his cock out of Parker's mouth, leaving him
panting and gasping for air for the umpteenth time.

     "This is it, boy," he sneered. "I hope you're ready for me to plow my
huge rod deep into your tight hole and rip you open!" Parker was too out of
breath to respond; he just watched his master leave his sight, walking
around the table, and dreaded what was about to come. Quirk made his way
around parker and between his legs, where right in front of him lay
Parker's exposed cherry.

     "Mmm, Parker, your ass is perfect for fucking," Quirk moaned, and gave
it a hard smack.

     "Aahh!" parker squealed. And then he felt the tip of Quirk's monster
being positioned at his entrance. "Please, Mr. Quirk, stop!"

     "I'm afraid I can't do that," said Quirk, taking hold of Parker's
waste with one hand, his cock in the other. He then began pushing it into
the boy's hole.

     "Uhn! No...!" He grunted, but Quirk just kept going. Parker could feel
his sphincter beginning to stretch open wider and wider as Quirk forced his
way in. Parker thought that the second time would be easier, but since his
ass was so sore from the first pounding that it actually felt worse.

     "Ahhh, there we go," Quirk said as his cockhead finally popped
inside. "Ohh, Parker, your ass ring squeezing my dick feels SO good!" He
just let it sit there for a little bit, letting himself get into position.

     "Oh god, it's so big..." Parker whimpered. He tried to just think
about something else, anything else, to distract him from what he knew
would happen next, but it was too hard not to notice Quirk's large tool
opening up his back door.

     " You know you want more," Quirk responded, "and I'll give you
more. You're gonna take my fat cock like the butt slut you are!" he
growled, and jammed his whole shaft up Parker's hole.

     "AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!" Parker screamed, tears forming in his eyes. "OH
my god!  Take it OOOUUT!" He was writhing on the table, trying to escape
the pain, but he was pinned down to the table, strapped to it with nowhere
to go.

     Quirk's cock was pushed in as far as it would go, his dark pubes right
up against the boy's crack. He just held it there and let Parker absorb the
feeling of his anal cavity full with man meat, being stretched far beyond
repair. Quirk could feel Parker's ass-walls squeeze and contract, trying to
push the invader out, but they weren't strong enough to make his steel pole
budge at all.

     "Awwww yeah! How does it feel boy?" Quirk moaned. "How does my cock
feel in your hole?  Tell me you love the feeling of having my huge mammoth
shaft deep inside your hot ass!" he commanded. But Parker was in too much
pain to respond.

     "Say it, you little shit!" Quirk barked as he grabbed parker by his
hair and pushed the side of his face onto the table.

     "I love the feeling - Uhn! - of your mammoth shaft - Ahh! - deep
inside my hot ass!" he managed to get out between his whimpers.

     "That's better," Quirk growled, letting go of parker's hair. He then
put his hands on the student's waist, gripping it firmly. "Since you love
my dick so much," Quirk continued, slowly sliding his cock out until just
the head remained inside, "I'm going to give it to you again, again, and
again!" And at that he shoved his entire length back into Parker, fucking
him hard and deep.

     "AAAAHHH!" parker cried out in pain from the initial thrust, his face
cringing. Quirk was long-dicking him, which didn't give his pipe any time
to get used to the size of what was clogging it, because once it was all
the way into his hole Quirk would just pull it out and repeat.

     "Oh yeah! Take my cock, Parker!" Quirk snarled. "Take the long and
hard fucking you deserve!" His huge balls were slapping against his slave's
ass every time he rammed back into him. He was plunging in and out so
brutally that the bottom of Parker's butt cheeks were starting to redden.

     "AH!-AH!-AH!-AH!" parker's high-pitched shrieks turned Quirk on so
much. Every time he drove his rod back into the boy he would let out a
scream, and it only made Quirk fuck him harder.

     Parker felt Quirk let go of his waist, only to grab onto his
shoulders, and then lean over him until he felt his teacher's erect nipples
rubbing against his back. He could feel Quirk's warm breath on the back of
his neck, and then he felt something wet and slimy slide its way up the
edge of his ear. It was Quirk's tongue. He spent a little time running the
tip up and down, and gave his earlobe a little nibble. Parker couldn't
believe how Quirk could make such intricate movements while still ravaging
his ass like a lion in heat.

     "Mr. Quirk - UHN! - your dick is so - AHH! - biiiiiiiig..." Parker
whimpered.

     "You love it, boy," Quirk breathed into Parker's ear. "You love being
my bottom-bitch and having your hole ripped apart by my giant shaft..." His
arms had now worked their way under Parker's, and with his hands Quirk was
pushing Parker's head down onto the table. Quirk was so heavy on top of
Parker, and now his head being forced down made it even harder to get a
good breath since he was facing to the side.

     With a perfect hold on Parker, Quirk was now able to go all out on his
ass. He would lift his hips up as far as they would go, sliding his cock
out of his student's hole, and then slam them back down, stuffing his huge
tool deep into Parker far past his second sphincter. He thrust into the boy
as fast as he could, too, making sure Parker never got a chance to catch
his breath from all of his screams.

     Then after a few minutes of that Quirk slid his arms off of Parker's
head and out from under his arms, and then pushed up on Parker's shoulders,
letting himself stand upright. Then with one hand Quirk grabbed the boy's
hair, pulling his head up.

     "AAAHH!" Parker cried.

     "That's right, bitch, scream for more!" Quirk roared, "Take my cock
deep in your ass!" He picked up the pace and was really drilling the boy's
cum chute now. Parker's rhythmic shrieks were getting faster and louder as
his teacher fucked him without restraint.

     "Parker's insides were on fire, and his ass-rings were being stretched
so wide that he worried if they would even close after this night was
over. Even while bound tightly to the table by the leather straps Quirk
managed to nudge him forward with each powerful thrust. This made Parker's
package hurt especially because with each jerk forward the clamp squeezed
his balls and cock again and again. Parker was also having a little trouble
breathing because of how Quirk was pulling his head back, and the strap
over his upper back pinning him down just made it worse.

     "My cock feels SO good in your hot ass, Parker," Quirk moaned, while
he continued to destroy the boy's hole with his hard rod. "You're one of
the best fucks I've ever had!" He was loving this; giving his helpless,
tight-ass student a good, rough punishing with his huge dick.  Quirk was
still holding onto Parker's hair with one hand, so he lifted his other from
the boy's shoulder and then slowly clawed his fingers down Parker's back.

     "MMMnh - UUhn! AAAahhh!" Parker panted and whimpered as his master
carved red marks into his skin.

     "Oh yeah, boy, scream for me!" Quirk growled. He was getting close to
climax. He just started fucking the boy like crazy, building up to orgasm.

     "I'm almost there, parker! I'm about to fill your ass to the brim with
my hot cock-juice!"  Quirk cried. He felt it rising, and slammed his rod in
as deep as it would go. "Here it cums!!!  AAAAAAAAHHHHH! FUUUUUUUUCCKK!"
Parker felt Quirk's cock throb within him, and then he felt his hole being
flooded for the first time by another man's hot seed. There was so much cum
that it was seeping out of the boy's chute from around Quirk's softening
dick. Quirk just collapsed on top of Parker, leaving his cock still deep in
his slave's hole.

     "Did you... learn your lesson?" Quirk panted into Parker's ear.

     "Y-yes, Mr. Quirk..." he breathed back, trying to get a decent breath
from under the weight of his teacher's muscular torso. He never in a
thousand years imagined himself in a situation remotely close to this one -
lying face down and strapped on a table, spread eagle style with his math
teacher's dick up his ass, which had just been thoroughly breeded to the
limit with a river of semen. And even though his butt hole was burning in
pain, his package felt like it was about to explode, and he was short of
breath from exhaustion, a tiny part of him didn't mind any of it at all.

     Then Quirk pushed himself up from on top of Parker and stood
upright. He put his hand on Parker's ass cheek and slowly pulled his long
cock out from the teen's asshole, which let flow out a stream of white,
thick, creamy cum.

     "Aaahhh..." Parker sighed. He couldn't believe it was finally
over. But before he could start to relax Mr. Quirk walked in front of him,
holding a glass of clear liquid.

     "Drink up, boy," He ordered, putting the cup at his student's
lips. And before Parker could protest Quirk had already started forcing the
drink down his throat. "Good boy..."

     It tasted just like water, and Parker was really thirsty. But then he
suddenly felt tired, really tired. He couldn't keep his eyes open, and even
though he was in the most uncomfortable situation he closed his eyes and
quickly fell asleep. The last thing he saw was Quirks' face, sneering that
same smile...

                    * * *
     Parker fluttered his eyes. He was sitting in his desk, leaning over
and laying on the table. A puddle of drool had accumulated under his
head. 'How long was I asleep?' he thought, as he slowly lifted his head
up. He squinted his eyes, trying to adjust to the light, and groggily
looked at the clock.

     "Oh shit!" he exclaimed. "How'd it get so late?" He looked outside and
it was dark already.

     "Oh, you're awake," Mr. Quirk said from his desk. "I guess I lost
track of time, sorry." Parker jumped up from his desk - his parents were
gonna kill him! Why Mr. Quirk let him sleep so long he'll never know, but
he was in too much of a hurry to care. 'Ow! My ass hurts...!' he thought,
rubbing his butt for a second. 'That's the last time I fall asleep sitting
down...'

     "See ya Mr. Quirk!" he said, and rushed out of the room, leaving his
teacher sitting in his desk with a smug expression on his face. Mr. Quirk's
plan had worked to perfection, and even though Parker wouldn't remember his
punishment it was okay because he knew the boy wasn't the mastermind behind
the scheme anyway. He just knew that parker's ass would hurt for the next
week and he probably wouldn't shit right, and that was punishment
enough. Now there were only 2 boys left to teach a lesson, and he knew
exactly what kinds of punishment to give Peyton and Peter.


Well, that's the last chapter... About /this/ incident at least. I'm still
going to keep writing, and I already have ideas for my future stories. I'm
definitely gonna keep writing about this "universe" and stuff, and you can
except chapter 1 of a new story in the near future ;) It'll be called
"Quirk's First Bottom-Boy," so keep a look out for it! And yes, it will be
about Quirk's first 'bottom-boy.'

And I will still write about the other punishments, too, but I feel like
introducing a new character... ;)

Anyway, if you liked it or have any comments or whatever then feel free to
email me! Thanks for reading!