Punishment and Comfort | By : rheastar Category: M through R > Power Rangers Views: 5042 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Trent whimpered as the Black Ranger bound his hands tighter behind his back. The other man had already bound his feet together at the ankles and his legs together at the knees, effectively trapping him. He was helpless, kneeling at the ranger's feet. Trent's mouth was gagged with a white ball that stretched his mouth wide and made him drool, keeping him from powering up into the White Ranger and escaping.
They had been fighting; it seemed to always end up the White against the Black. He found himself waiting to attack the rangers until he was sure to end up fighting with the Black Ranger. It was like he was drawn to the Black Ranger, whether or not they were fighting or he was just spying on the other rangers. The Black Ranger had so much experience and power it made the White Ranger hate and desire him at once. The fight was long over when Trent got caught; he had not expected the Black Ranger to go after him once he was powered down. Now he was in a part of the Power Ranger's lair that he was sure the other rangers didn't know about. Bound and gagged at the Black Ranger's feet he struggled with wild rage and humiliated desire.
"You're going to wish you hadn't made me mad, Trent." The Black Ranger's voice was so familiar that Trent looked up in shock at the other ranger. He blinked in confusion, wondering if the Black Ranger was indeed his science teacher Dr. Oliver and then whimpered in embarrassed arousal at the thought of his teacher binding him like this.
"Well, maybe you wont be so upset to be here after all." Trent whined around the gag when the Black Ranger rubbed a booted foot against his straining erection. The Black Ranger had removed Trent's clothing before he bound him and the younger man was crimson with humiliation and arousal. Trent watched as the Black Ranger retrieved a leather belt from a pile of clothing and grabbed his bound hands. The Black Ranger pulled Trent so that his chest was pressed into his knees, head shoved into the floor, and his ass as high in the air as he could get it. Whimpering and struggling, Trent was taken by surprise at the first lash of the belt against the back of his thighs. The spot where he was hit felt like it was on fire and he made a garbled sounding noise of protest behind his gag. The Black Ranger didn't give him much time to rest, striking his thighs and ass repeatedly and harshly with the belt soon after the first strike. It was worse for Trent because the Black Ranger was silent when he did this, no taunts, and no words of caution or anger, simple quiet that made Trent wasn’t to cry and beg the other man to speak. By the time Trent felt like the older Ranger had hit him a hundred times his backside was screaming in agony, and he was so aroused he was rocking in place to try and relieve his frustration, the Black Ranger stopped.
Trent looked up at the older Ranger when the other man grabbed a handful of hair and jerked his head up. Trent whimpered as that forced him back on his knees and his burning ass to press against his legs. His face was a mess of tears and drool and he was panting around his gag as he looked up at the Black Ranger. The White Ranger's rage in his head had ebbed, almost as if it had been dominated by the Black Ranger's presence and punishment. For the first time since he had put on the bracelet with the Dino Stone inside it and became the White Ranger, Trent could think clearly and without being overwhelmed by the rage and anger of the White Ranger within him.
"I'm going to untie you. You aren't going to change and try to escape right?" Trent had to drop his eyes from the Black Rangers gaze after a few minutes, nodding submissively. He shivered at the deceptively gentle way the Black Ranger untied his bonds and took the gag out of his mouth. Trent remained kneeling after he was free, staring at the floor until he felt a warm hand on his cheek. Looking up into Dr. Oliver's warm eyes Trent stared at his teacher who had shed his Ranger disguise. Letting out a tiny wail of hurt, shame, and relief, Trent found himself enfolded in Dr. Oliver's strong arms and fathered against his chest. He shivered as the older man gently wiped his face free of drool and tears before he stood and carried Trent upstairs into his house and deposited him in the shower. Dr. Oliver started the warm water and moved to leave Trent alone in the shower. Trent launched himself towards his teacher and wrapped himself around the older man with a cry of denial
"Don't leave." Trent sighed when Dr. Oliver nodded and stepped into the shower with him, fully clothed, and stroked his back as the hot water beat down on them. Trent shivered at the calm in his mind, the calm that this man had given him with his punishment. They stood silently like that for a long time, neither speaking as Dr. Oliver held Trent close. A temporary truce between them until the next time the Black and the White met.
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