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The Prince's Punishments	By : SunQiaoMai Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > Slash - Male/Male > Sokka/Zuko Views: 5084 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Avatar: The Last Airbender, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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I am really sorry for those of you who may find my story offensive or disturbing, but I truly don’t get it, I have seen may people write the same thing or same concept, and get praised on it, and I really get hurt when some of you say such curl thing to me, I don’t know if its that the ones that get praised didn’t go into much detail, or I am simply not liked? But there is no reason for me to be not liked for I have not done a thing to a soul, so please no flames

Chapter 3: The Princes punishment

He didn’t know how long it had been already. What seemed like hours were a few moments, he didn’t know how much longer of this he could take. Zuko went to up to some candles, tripping over a few of his items while he did so. He finally got to the candles and lit them so he didn’t have to be in solitary confinement. ’Great look what you have got in yourself into Zuko’ He thought. ’Who knows what that pervert has planned’. He walked over to his bed and flopped down on it, still tired even after his nap earlier. He was tired and he was wet.

All he wanted to do was go home but, no he was here. In this sorry excuse for a ship, at the mercy of an enraged Lieutenant. He didn’t know what to do or how to get out of this uncountable situation he knew that any second now Zhao was going to come back. Sighing deeply into his pillow, Zuko realized he would just have to bear with it, for there was nothing he could possible do. He could try to fight, but, what good with that do, Zhao could over power him easily; there was not point in it.

After what it seemed an eternity, Zuko, who was almost alseep heard foot steps outside his chambers. He prayed that whatever Zhao’s ‘punishment’ was going to be, it would be over with quickly. He heard the sound of a key enter the lock and turn, and then the iron door began to open, the creak of the hinges made the boy wince, as the sound echoed throughout the room. Zuko wasn’t truly awake enough to have prefect vision but he could tell by Zhao’s posture that he was much calmer then before.

He blinked trying to get his vision clear once more, finally getting all the fogginess out of his eyes so the young prince could see his guardian a little better.

What it looked like no emotion to some, Zuko could see it was more of a thinking expression that Zhao possessed on his face. Zhao took a step forward into the room, closing the door and locking it behind him. There was no sound made just pure silence between the two, and that’s what made Zuko even more scared, not that he was. The way the candles hit the lieutenants face were haunting just look wrong to Zuko. Who was sitting on the small bed never letting his eyes off the older man.

Zhao did the same; he studied the prince trying to find weaknesses in his form. Which didn’t take much effort he could tell the boy was soft and fragile, abandon and abused. A wicked smile came creeping along his face. He tried his best to hide it but with no avail. Zuko, even in the dim lighting could see it, as shivers ran down his spine.

Zhao took another step forward coming into full light, His hair was down still, and was a little damp, he also looked much cleaner, ‘he probably got to take a bath’ Zuko thought, upset that Zhao got that privilege before him. His eyes danced like the flames of the candles. He was now in arms reach of the boy. Zuko didn’t move from were he sat he sat on the bed. For he was to busy thinking of what was going to happen, that he hadn’t seen Zhao advance from the door, to towering over him. Zuko gulped visibly. Without any warning Zhao reached out and grabed the prince by the collar of his turnic, raising him up to his eye level. “Well, little boy, seems like we got ourselves into a tad bit of trouble” Zhao whispered into the prince’s ear. Zuko’s only response was a whimper. He wasn’t to comfortable being held up in the cold air by his turnic, Like he was, not like anyone could be. He tired to get down but Zhao held him to tight.

The young prince grunted “LET ME DOWN” he yelled still trying to get away from him. The man just laughed cruelly “I don’t think so.” With that he backhanded the prince several times. “OUCH QUIT IT”. He shouted trying to move his head to escape the blows that were coming. But it didn’t help. The blows finally stopped and zuko tasted the saltiness of blood. He could feel it running down his chin as he looked at Zhao warily. He just smirked and dropped the boy onto the floor. He fell with a “THUD”. Groaning as he tired to get up, but, Zuko was put back down but Zhao’s boot that was upon his chest, pinning him onto the cold hard metal floor.

Realizing that he might be able to get out, for zhao was crouched a bit and he realized that he was in legs reach. With that Zuko tossed all his weight into his leg and threw it up hitting Zhao right in his nither region. “ARGHHH!!” Zhao screamed forgetting about Zuko for the second as his hands flung to his crouch. “YOU, LITTLE SHIT. GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE” he shouted to Zuko who was running to the door. He tired to get it open but he had forgotten that Zhao had locked them in and he was the only one who had to key. Cursing to himself, the prince suddenly felt large, rough hands pick him up, flinging over Zhao’s shoulder. “NO, NO LET ME GO, PUT ME DOWN NOW MONKEY FACE”. Zuko began to beat his fists on Zhao’s back, but it didn’t seem to bother the man to much. He then felt himself being dropped; fortunately he landed on the soft bed. He looked up to see Zhao towering over him once more, just to show that he still had some fight in him zuko tried to talk his way out.

“You are going to learn what happens when you fail to listen to MY orders, prince Zuko.” Zhao snarled

“Oh yeah, HA what exactly are you going to do … SPANK me” Zuko said sarcastically. He acutlly sort of hoped that was it, he would rather have his ass beat then other then what his eyes were telling him what was going to happen.

Zhao laughed at this, “Don’t worry my prince, once I’m though with you you’ll be wish I would‘d whipped you, however I’m sure you father can deal with what you have just requested. Once we get back to the Fire Nation that is.” Zuko had almost forgotten, Zhao was to report everything that he did wrong to his father. ’Well this day just keeps getting better and better doesn’t it’ the young prince screamed to the heavens mentally. “HEY” was all zuko got out as the older man pushed him backwards onto his bed and climbed on top of him, he then began to strip him of his turnic and pants. ‘No’ Zuko thought ’No this can not be happen to me.’ He tried to push the Lieutenat off of him, but Zhao easily took both his wrist thin wrist and pinned them up over his head.

After Zhao had gotten off all of Zuko’s cloths, which was quicker then the frightened prince could blink, he began to undress himself. The prince struggled with all he was worth. Knowing his mother would want him too, he almost got free by kicking him in the groin again but Zhao caught his legs within his own so he could not try to hit him, or barley move.

And all it got him was a hard slap in the face. “Try that again, Zuko and you will suffer much more then I have planned” he growled throwing his upper armor to the ground. Zuko whimpered, tears already filling his eyes, he knew that there was absolutely no way out of this. He could yell, yes, but what good would that do no one would come to his aid. And it would only anger Zhao more. Zuko watched as Zhao pulled off his turnic showing off his sculpture stomach, and arms. Zuko now was dead sure he was not going to get out of this now; Zhao looked down on his pray smiling sickly. “Aw come now, my boy” he cooed “You brought this upon yourself”.
Zuko just stared at him trying to hold in his sobs “W-what are you going t-to do with me” the boy stammered. He had to speak he couldn’t take the silence growing thick in the air. He heard the man chuckle softly “What am I going to do to you? Well, my prince I am going to fuck you” He said simply it was obvious, but, he figured that the prince was far too innocent. So he explained “Its is going to be fun for me miserly for you, pleasure for me and pain for you, a reward for me and a punishment for you .” Zuko’s eyes were as wide as the morning gongs.

He hadn’t realized that Zhao was already naked and thoroughly aroused. He knew he felt something hard when Zhao had trapped his legs with his own, but he was never really taught anything about sex other than the basics. And like always he was going to learn the hard way. Zhao smirked at the look on young zuko’s face it was priceless. After Zuko snapped out of his trace he head began to shake “please” he said quitely “please no don’t do this to me I will to anything, anything but this” But he could tell this had no effect on the man on top of him.

Instead Zhao got off of Zuko legs and began to pull down the prince’s undershorts. “PLEASE NO, DON’T DO THIS IM SORRY, OK? IM SO SORRY JUST PLEASE.” The now sobbing prince cried as he was stripped of his last piece of clothing. Zuko’s body was shaking violently from the cold air and from how frightened his was at the moment. Zhao stared down at the young boy infornt of him, eyeing every part of him hungrily. He saw that Zuko was probably just starting to come into puberty judging by the small black hairs that had had grown on his crotch.
Feeling his length jump as Zuko began to whimper in agony. “Such a sweet sound you make” Zhao purred as he leaned forward and kissed the prince on the forehead. “But if only further excites me, I suppose you like things to be harder then they must be”

This made Zuko just sob and whimper even more, he began to wiggle down into the mattress. After minutes of only hearing Zuko cry Zhao took action,
He lifted Zuko’s small frame up into a better position. Lifting the boy’s legs and spreading them, with a wicked smile, he pressed his throbbing length up against the shaking boy‘s hole. Zuko’s cry’s became even louder as he felt the lieutenant’s cock against his entrance. “YOUR JUST GOING TO FUCK ME WITH NO LUBRICATION.” he wailed pathetically, still trying to stall, and then for his legs were a little bit free he tried to knock the Lieutenat in the head. But the prince didn’t have enough strength to do any damage, and Zhao only titter.

“Now, princeling, just behave yourself and this will go by quickly” Zhao whispered sweetly into the sobbing child‘s hear. He closed his eyes and bit his lip as he felt the monster push inside him. Unable to control his voice, Zuko began to scream. “GET OUT, STOP, T-THAT HURTS, GET OUT OF ME NOW!!!” Zhao just laughed, only his head had gone in and the prince had gone crazy. “If you think that hurts, boy, then I don’t know how you’ll stand the rest.” He said darkly as he ruthlessly slammed the rest of his cock into the screaming child. Ignoring Zuko’s protest and pleas, he then began to thrust in and out widely. Zuko still tried to fight back, but it was hard, for his hands were still held up over his head. He tired pulling away, but that did no good, he bucked up his hip, and screamed in agony. Zhao however only moaned in pleasure.

The sick bastard grunted and moaned as he rode the small prince, he leaned in close “You see, Zuko, if you didn’t go looking for trouble, this wouldn’t be happing to you.” Zhao whispered into his ear. He enjoyed so much hearing the prince’s screams and cry’s for mercy. ‘He is such a pathetic little whelp’ Zhao thought has he kept ramming into the child.

The prince was helpless, there was nothing more to do. All he wanted to do if anything, was to blackout, to just get away from this pain. But, every time he seemed close, Zuko came back from one of the thrust. Then he thought of something. If he could get the Lieutenat angry enough with him, then maybe he would get hit so hard it would knock him out.

Zuko wanted blow fire into Zhao face, but instead of fire all he did was spit. Zhao stopped for a moment and wipe the saliva off his face. He glared evilly at the frightened child under him, and pulled out. “Why you, little brat” he growled “Your going to be sorry for that.” Zuko closed his eyes as the man began to backhand him once again. They came down so fast Zuko didn’t even know how many he was given. It stopped when he felt the organ enter once more. His plan had failed. Zuko just gave up hope, and laid limp under the brut.

After a while Zhao let out a loud moan as he released inside the boy. Zuko grunted and closed his eyes tightly trying not to scream as he felt Zhao’s semen enter his wounds. When he re-
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