TEAM DRAGON Comment Porn! Shipboard Flogging!
"It's a hollowdeck," Harry explained to Snape. "We put these goggles on, then we can imagine anything we want—live out the fantasy." "Computers," Snape sneered, "they'll be the death of us." "Don't knock it until you've tried," Harry told him as he fastened on his goggles, then Snape's. "Go ahead, where would you like us to be?" There was a pause, then he made an appreciative sound. "Hey, we're on a schooner ship." He looked around them, grinning when he saw they were both sporting pirate outfits. "Incarcerous!" Snape cried out, whipping his wand in an intricate maneuver that ended with Harry bound face-first to the mast, his sailor's britches down around his knees. "Now would be the time to beg for mercy, Potter," he said imperiously as he stalked closer, slapping the length of salt-encrusted rope against his thigh. His cheeks pink with anticipation, Harry muttered into the wood of the mast, "Don't think it'll make a damn bit of difference if I do." "As you wish," Snape pronounced, then landed the first blow, wrenching a yelp of pain from his subordinate. Admiring the single welt, Snape struck again…and again, until Harry's buttocks were crimson-striped, his breath coming in ragged gasps, his cock standing at attention, crushed painfully against the splintered wood of the mast. "Hmmm," Snape breathed at his ear, "I rather like this scenario. How long can we stay?" He pressed against Harry, rubbing his cloth-covered erection against Harry's sensitive flesh. "Until I terminate the program," Harry croaked out hoarsely. Pushing his cock between Harry's abused cheeks, provoking a moan, Snape answered, "Well, then, we'll have to keep your hands tied and your mind occupied, shan't we?"