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Warning: This fic is rated NC-17 for M/M slash. S&M. Language, Angst. It’s a lemonraigraight out hard core guy on guy hot butt sex!! Read with your own discretion.

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PlayTime

Spug

It wasn’t hard to who who was the bitch in this relationship.

Furred hands had been stretched above his head and tied painfully together against the headrest with a nylon jump rope. Making any movements of the slender scrawny form noticeable with a whimper. Tan furred lips parted to reveal the jutted rodent’s teeth.

Half naked upon the bed that had been stripped of all but the bottom sheet. The rest of the mismatched blankets and pillows had been casted aside in an uncaring heap. Not that the softness of worn bedding would aid in releasing some of the rat’s discomfort at the moment.

The Duck wouldn’t like that.

Mismatched hues of black and blue blinked in a face normally shielded with maroon goggles. Worried, almost fearful cant of his brow. Ears pivoting for any signs of new movement in hwn iwn ill lit bedroom. That was wrong.

He didn’t like the dark at all.

He preferred the light. Bright amounts of it. Burning freely. Everyone should have had that freedom. He’s own twisted little mind preserved that. Yet, he wasn’t that far-gone. The one that had binded his hands to his own bed was twice as lost in his own insanity.

Short slender legs shifted against the thin sheet covering a worn mattress. The small bed gave a slight squeak to the movement. Bare pawed feet sliding upon on son softness, attempting to relieve some tension that was building in his aching body.

The rat whimpered out loud’d b’d been lying in the bed too long now. It had to have been over an hour since those hands had been binded. Perhaps the Duck wasn’t up for games today, and had decided that leaving him in aching torment was better.

Megsy wasn’t that lucky. Really.

Chuckling in the doorway answered the electoronical rodents soft whining. The e she shadowed figure moved inward with the jiggling of bells. He never removed that jester’s hat. Not even to fuck. Sometimes it was all he would wear.

Today he still had his pants on. A bad sign. It meant he was up for some ‘games’ before getting on to the main event.

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A tilt of a feathered head. The bells jingled. That large beak open to the never-ending white sadist grin. “ Comfy Womfy?”

“Q-quackerjaaack!”

It came out like a bitchy whine. Long, high pitch and full of the not so comfortable position the rat was stuck in. Those mismatched eyes glared a bit, tho still bordering on the edge of humiliation at the moment. “ Why’d yah leave me here for so looong? My arms are killing me!”

“ Silly..” The Duck grinned as he stepped closer to the bed. His white-feathered chest visible, lined with scars that could be seen between some of his feathers. Scars that had been caused intently.
The toy maker, you see, was quite the Masochist. Another jump rope was clutched between large feathered fingers. Tightened and snapped as he drewser ser to the other.

“ I couldn’t find any of my Toys I wanted to use on you.. too bad. But I found another rope.”

But.. he was much much more of a Sadist then anything else.

Megavolt trembled in his trapped position. He hated when QuackerJack used ropes. It meant a lose of movement. Of freedom. It gave the duck totontrontrol. But then again. . was that such a bad thing?

“ Oh.. t-too bad. Damn. What are you going to do with the rope?”

Stupid question. The duck only laughed, and *Snap* the nylon was laid harshly across the rat’s slender chest.

“OW!” Lithe form jerked against his restraints. Tail normally tucked into his pants straightened out and trembled to the pain that shot through his body. Eyes were snapped shut, those jutted teeth catching onto a soft bottom lip. “ Son of a B-bitch.”

It had hurt. The rat was loud about it as well. The sounds of pain only seemed to delight the jester duck as he gripped the jump rope again. There was a sadist gleam in his dark brooding hues.

“ Ohh like that, Jack?”

“N-no!”

Megavolt let out a huff, pulling against the ropes that binded him to the bed. He wished he could point right now. He would have paid the duck back for that one with frying his feathers. atlaatlas energy was rather depleted at the moment. His struggling in his own bed for freedom for over an hour had left him weak and easily broken.

Like a used toy.

That’s how the Duck liked it.

The jump rope was brought down n. Tn. This time against the inside of a slender thigh. Megavolt didn’t scream out this time. Now he swallowed down the cry, letting it morph itself into a moan. Such a sensitive area the duck was pin pointing his attack on now.

QuackerJack frowned. An odd look on his normally smiling face. The rope was snapped against his own white-feathered chest in frustration.

“ Come on Megsy-Wegsy! You know what I want to hear you dooo.. Don’t make me beat it outta yah.”

Those bells on the ends of the jester tails chimed as he nodded his large head to the sentence.

Megavolt shivered again. A welt was forming where the rope had graced his leg. He swallowed. He never liked to admit he enjoyed this after it was all begun. It was kinda sick. Liking the pain. Yet still, he wasn’t going to give into the demented ducks toying just yet.

“F-fuck you, Quacky! I anit saying shit. Nh!”

A tongue was stuck out at the duck in a childish manner. But that was those two for you. QuackerJack gasped and this time lashed the roped across the electoronical villain’s face. Not as hard as the blows earlier but enough to get the rats attention.

“ Owwwww! Fuck!”

“ Do yah really want to? Tsk Tsk Megsy.. haven’t yeardeard of Fore play?”

Manic giggles rained out as the duck ascended onto the bed, blue cladded knees heading the mattress making it groan in protest. The rope was placed between his teeth as he crawled across the small prison and took a position of sitting between the more slender villains spread legs. Like some kind of predator rather then the duck he was.

But then again. Who ever said ducks couldn’t prey on others?

White feathered hands hed hed out and laced into the rat’s only item of clothing.

Boxers with lightening bolts on them. Go figure. Megsy trembled and slid hues downward with the losing of that article. Arms strained against the bondage that held them. Trapped like a -eh.. rat.

Ears went flat on the mammal’s head. “ I t-thought you wanted some fore play, Qauckers...”

“ Oh but I doooo Megsy..” The Duck chuckled dementedly, pulling the rope out of his mouth as he tossed those boxers to the floor like everything else today. Once more, slight slaps with the nylon of the rope were laid against spread furred thighs.

Megavolt winced a bit, gasping in breaths. That fucking hurt, but it was arousing. He was use to QuackerJack’s little games now. They left him sore and a little edgy, but never really did any harm.
“ I-I hate when you use the r-rope Quacky!” He whimpered out, kicking a slender leg at the duck, attempting to stop the stinging . It was a bad move.

The duck only grabbed a hold of the offending limb, twisting strong fingers around the ankle of the paw, and yanked.

Megavolt screeched as his arms were pulled again, rope fraying at his wrists. They were gonna be rubbed raw if this kept up.

“ No Fair kicking! No kicking Rule!” A slap was laid to the rat’s face for it.

Ears laid back on that frizzled furred head. Megsy whimpered again. “ Buut If I can’t kick then you can’t hit me with the rope!”

“Shut Up!” Smack!

Megsy closed his eyes. Fighting was pointless, it just made the duck more violent. But.. it also made him horny. With one stingy eye open, he could see the bulge in the ducks pants. It wouldn’t be too much longer before they got on to his favorite of their games.

At least to Megavolt’s relief the jump rope joined the rest of the forgotten items on the floor. A sigh and a h of of a slender chest. It didn’t mean the pain was over. But he did hate being hit with the rope.

“ Sometimes yer no fun.” The Duck made a whiney snort. Yet, he was still smiling. Hues gleaming with perversion now. He was defiantly horny now. Very. It made him bolder. T wou would be no more tormenting by toy or rope.

This time it was his teeth.

The jester hat jingled as the large duck leaned down and latched his mouth onto Megsy’s inner thigh. Biting hard, digging in those flat teeth.

“ Owww.. Fucking.. GO

The rodent went into a squirm. Legs trembling with the new pain. But this was different. He did like when QuackerJack bit him. It was a different kind of pain. Shots of pleasureful agony raced up his spine.

The duck giggled and didn’t keep his hands to himself anymore.

Feather fingers began to travel up those slender furred thighs. Inching there way towards the rodent’s groin. Mouth was lifted, beak dragging against a soft belly. Nipping harshly ever few paces.

Groaning now, Megsy closed his hues. He hated being binded. Now that something more enticing had begun, he was aching to join irap rap his furr’d arms around that strong back. Lick and nip back. But he couldn’t.

Those teeth found a sensitive nipple underneath soft fur, a spark of static dancing along the slope of the ducks bill as he suckled, causing the rodent to squirm more. Tail wrapped around one of the duck’s webbed feet.

“ S’like sucking on a battery, Megsy.. Yw.” w.” The duck giggled against the rat’s chest. The jiggle of bells ascended as he moved up again. Bill reaching Megsy trembling mouth, as feathered hands closed around the rodent’s fast hardening cock. Squeezing and causing delicious little moans of pleasure.

Yah. QuackerJack didn’t mind given pleasure sometimes. But not too much. He was kinda of greedy.

“ Q-Qua.. Eh..”

Whimpered against hard kisses now. It was odd kissing someone with a bill. Already harsh mouth was pressed forth with the tough slop of a beak. Megsy didn’t mind that much. Not when Quakers hands were squeezing like they were, causing his hips to buck despite the strain upon his arms.

“You pleased, Steve?”

Even when amidst getting a piece of ass the duck had a sense of humor.

“ Y-yes..”

Grin widened a moment before the kiss was deepened. The duck pressed forward with his bill, forcing open his weaker partners furred mussel. Tongue dipping in to taste inside Megsy’s mouth. The Duck always tasted interesting, like a mixture of candy and blood. Hard bill grinding down on the rodent’s soft lips, spit dripping and causing sparks to dance between them.

Megavolt moaned, straining against his bonds, QuackerJack’s hand continued to pump and curl around his cock, making that anxious feeling begin to bubble up into the pit of his stomach. Hips jerked, soft sweet moans drifted into the ducks pressing bill.

But Greedy, greedy. Quackerjack finally pulled back, a dangerous glint in his beady black eyes. If his smile could have gotten any wider, his bill would have crack in half. “ Awww. Megsy-Wegsy, Does that feel so gooood? “ He cooed as he gave a few more pumps of his feathered hand.

“ Yes! “ The Rodent squeaked out, his tail thwapping against the worn bed sheets. Those slender tan furred hips bucked again, yearning for a hard rhyme against his much needed organ.

Sure, the duck was willing to give him something hard, but it certainly wasn’t gonna be a hand job. Another giggle and he pulled his hand away and stood off the bed with a jiggle of bells.

“ Q-Quackerjaaaaaack! “ Megavolt whined again as the absence of the ducks hand made his groin swell and pinged out for more attention. He was so hard it hurt. Tongue dashed against his lips and he glared at the Duck who stood just off to the side, arms crossed over his white feathered chest, grinning.

“ S’Matter, hatter? “ The Clown closed one eye and peered as if he couldn’t under stand what Megavolt wanted. That Sadistic smile never leaving his face.

Megavolt swore and cursed, jerked his hips and tore against the binds. God it hurt. So hard. He growled and whimpered, eyes never leaving the ducks face. “ Quackers... Please.. I can’t stand it.. Please... “

“ Peas.. Peas... Peas and Carrots? “
A low chuckle fell from the ducks bill and he leaned down on the bed and caught the tip of the rat’s tail and nipped it between his teeth. Megsy jerked again, yelping and another “ Please “ tumbled from his lips.

“ Peas Carrots and Soup? Little Ratty Ratty.. Peas What? “

God what a fucking jerk. MegaVolt’s earsssedssed hard to the back of his head. He was sick of the games now, Quackerjack knew what he wanted! Why should he have to ask?

Why?

Because Quackers was a sick sick duck. And he loved to torment.
“ Pleeeeeeseeeeeee. “ Megsy whined as Quackerjack let go of his tail and used one hand to unhitch those jester’s pants he wore, letting the maroon items drop to his feet. With a scary little giggle, he gave a single pump to his own cock with a feathered hand, making sure Megsy saw it.

“ I’m sorry Megsy-Wegsy, You’ve really gotta tell me what’s you want? Oooohh Lemme guess! “

Megavolt’s breath came in pants as the now nude duck began to climb on the bed. It squeaked under his weight. The Rodent’s eyes locked on that hardened cock that jutted from Quackerjack’s loins.

“ You know! “

“ Do you wanna ...ffffry some eggs? “ Teeth nipped to a tan little toe.

“ No! “

“ Do you wanna Fffffffffffffly a kite? “

“ QUACKERJACK! “ Megsy wiggled hard as the duck began biting up his leg. Bells dancing against the bed in a little chime.

“ Do you wanna Ffffffffffffffffffffffffffffuun little game of checkers? “

“ Please! “ Megsy’s thighs spread hard as the duck reached nipping level with his groan. That quick tongue of his lapping circles against the plush softness of the rat’s ass. Megsy whined hard. Damn games! This was cruel. He opened his mouth to let out another whine and duck shoved three of his feathered fingers into the rat’s mouth.
“ Let’s see.. Dooo you wanna Fffffffffffffffffffuuuu PLAY TENNIS? “ Not even trying for puns anymore.

Megsy bit down on those fingers! The Duck yelped and pulled back.

“ I WANNA FUCK! “

Quackerjack smacked Megavolt again and leered at him. Shaking those bitten soaked fingers.
“ Tsk Tsk, Sparky! You should just tell these things.. I would have never guessed that! “

Megavolt whined and stuck his tongue out at the duck. “ No more Games! “

“ But I liiiike games. “ Quackerjack purred, sliding those soaked fingers against the rats tummy, circling that sweet little hardness, and then unheedingly shoved them up to the knuckle inside Megsy’s ass.

“ FUCK, DUCK! “ The rat jerked with a gasp. Muscles tightening around those fingers.

The Jester grinned and clicked his tongue against his teeth. “ I’m rubbing off on you Megsy. “ He began to torment his tied up little lover a bit more with grinding those fingers around inside the rodent, till he had Megsy panting and begging again.

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God. God. God. Megavolt squirmed against those fingers. He didn’t want to play anymore. “ Please, common Quackers.. Fuck me, please? Please? Please? Please? “ Lip jutted out in a pout. Ears pressed against his skull.

Quacker’s must have found the scene endearing because the large duck leaned over the Rat, still thrusting those finger’s back and forth lightly and giggled. “ Eager, Beaver.. “ Licking the rat’s nose. The other feathered hand reached up into the seam of his blue and red jester’s hat and plucked out a small tube.

Lube.

Bubblegum scented to be exact.

Megavolt whined in appreciation. It could have been sardine scented, and he wouldn’t have cared.
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“ God.. Yes.. Please. “

Quackerjack hummed as he pulled out his hand and gave it a lick, before unscrewing the cap and squeezing out the pink colored gum scented goo onto his feathered fingers. Head swaying back and forth, he took his sweet time warming the stuff up and spreading it generous all over his stiff cock will Megsy’s watched, squirmed and strained on the bed, continuously begged.

“ QuackerrrrrrrrrrJACK! Hurry! “

The Duck made a face. “ Geeez Luweeze.. Yer like a fucking child, Sparky. “ Just for good measure, the duck slapped the rat across the face with that bubblegum scented lubed hand. Sparks did a little dance.

“ Owwwww.. Quackers..” Megsy was about ready to cry by the time the Duck shoved his way between the rodent’s spread little thighs, and leaned over him. One hand cradling his cock, the other, fiddling with the rodent’s asshole.

“ Soooo.. What was it you wanted to do again, Sparky? “

Megavolt kicked Quackerjack. “ Fuck you, Clown! “

Quackerjack leered. “ RIGHT! “ and he unheedingly shoved himself all the way to the hilt inside the rodent with one vicious thrust. “ Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! “ The sadistic ducks smile broke for just a moment and his tongue lured out of his mouth.

The rodent half screamed half moaned in relief to the violation. While he much would rather have had the Duck gently work his way in, he was just so glad he was finally in. Now at least the game was on track They’d passed Go and could collect. “ Yes.. Yes! “ Thin for writhed on the bed. Immediately ankles locking behind the Ducks back.

The Duck relished the tightness of the Rodent’s ass for a moment, cooing and giggling. “ Oooo I’m plugging you in Megsy.. I’m plugging you in.. “ As he started to rock his hips, slowly at first, Hands falling to the Rodent’s hips, as he grew comfortable in the motion, the rhyme of his cock grew steadily rougher.

MegaVolt let out throaty groans and begs for more. His arms were screaming in pain and wanton to wrap around the Ducks torso, But he could only pull with his back paws. Hips lifting to except the Ducks thrusts as they were being delivered with a vicious force now. Each long hard stride stroked the rodent from the inside and nailed his prostate, making him yelp and beg and grind back.

The Duck let out an insane giggle and his hands shoved the Rodent’s Legs off his hips, a protest from Megavolt lips started by then died when the Clown wretched them upward painfully over his shoulders and pressed his white feathered body down into the rat’s. Now his thrust where delivered in more deeply, and began to become brutal. No doubt bruising.

Megs wasn’t gonna be walking funny for week. But at this moment, the Rat didn’t care anymore. He cried out, curled as best as he could against the duck. The moisture from their fucking and even drool from Quackerjack’s leering bill was causing little sparks to dance all over their grinding bodies.

“ Quack... ah.. Quacker... yes.. Ah. “ Megsy sang, feeling that pressure starting to build up inside him, it would be too long now. His wrists felt damn from where the skin and fur was rubbing into the nylon rope, but he didn’t care. All that he could focus on was the aggressive pounding the duck was treating to his ass.

Quackerjack was close himself, his thrust began to get sketchy, uneven and overly rough. His feathered fingers digging into the soft fur and flesh on the rats hips, a sadistic insane chatter of “ Fuck Duck Funky Duck, Facade Dacoit Fuck Duck Peas! Fuck Duck! Week! ‘ Leaving his bill as he shoved and bucked his cock deep inside his electric little lover.

Megsy cried out as he could feel his orgasm climbing to a breaking point. “ Quackersssss.. I... OW! “ Jerking hard as the duck suddenly latched that large bill onto his shoulder and bit down viciously, giggling insanely, hips shoving viciously.

“ Q-q-QUUU! “

“ PLAAAAAAAAAAYTIIIIIIIIIIIIME!!!!!!” The duck growled between fur and flesh and brutal shoved his cock one last time into the rat’s ass. Megsy let out a gargling scream as he felt the ducks hot seed shoot up inside him. It was all he needed to shoot over the edge himself, and he came himself, writhing against the duck. His own sticky seed causing a shower of sparks to dance up his tummy where some of the drops landed.

‘ ..is over.. “ The duck panted as he spent himself and collapsed on top of Megs. Strong feathered arms wrapping around that tan furred torso. QuackerJack nuzzled his bill into the rodent’s shoulder and giggled, still buried deep inside him.

Megavolt panted and gasped, laying trembling under the duck. Every part of his body was a throbbing relived horrible ache. Head turned to the side, he continued to suck in air long till his heart settled down, and his vision cleared up.

“ Quackers.. God.. That was... “ Megsy licked his lips and let out a sigh. “ God.. .. But can you get off me now and untie me? “

No Answer.

With a whine, Megavolt turned his head toward Quackerjack. “ Quackersssss. “

He was greeted with a snore. The Clown’s eyes shut. Bill parted. Totally asleep.

Megsy let out a whine. “ Not fairrr.. Not fairr. “

Playtime always wore Quackerjack out. And he slept like a rock.

Megavolt let out another sigh and thunked his head into the flat pillow.

It was gonna be a long night.

The End.
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