Catholic College Boys Punishment Pt 02

********This is complete fantasy. All characters are age 18+. Here we find JD waiting in his dorm at Holy Innocents Finishing Academy nursing his stinging balls and burning dick from his punishment in part one Please leave comments.*****

JD finished wiping off as much of the chili extract lube from his beet red penis and gently dabbed cold water on his stinging scrotum. His nuts were drawn up close with his ballsack wrinkled and splotchy red from the nettle lined draw string pouch that had been sealed around his sperm factories.

He laid on the bed in his loosest pajama bottoms.

Suddenly the door flew open and Monsignor Hernandez shoved Daniel back into the room. The red head was now sniffling with the remnants of tears on his cheeks. His hands were cupped around his manhood.

Monsignor Hernandez glanced at the prefect Brandon and said, "now that we have taught these sinners what happens when they engage in masturbation Brandon, I think we can finally get some sleep." Turning to JD and Daniel he instructed, "both of you, lights out! Now!"

He slammed the door shut leaving both young men nursing there aching genitals.

They were in for a shock the next morning at breakfast. The entire finishing academy ate at the same time. The institution only housed a maximum of 500 students. The cafeteria was full, but easily fit everyone.

JD and Daniel had to walk stiff legged. They kept their legs spread as much as possible to stop their still stinging nuts from brushing against their underwear.

As they sat down quietly eating, they both became aware that Monsignor Hernandez and the prefect Brandon were approaching the stage in the cafeteria and that several other prefects were now guarding the doors.

The Monsignor tapped on the microphone to get everyone's attention. The green of the curtain behind him gleamed off his black robes.

"good morning students," he began. "It has come to our attention that some students have been engaging in masturbation. As you know this is sinful and against the student code of conduct."

He glanced at JD and Daniel. Brandon was sneering down at them also.

The Monsignor continued, "therefore, you will all remain here in the cafeteria while all dorms are searched for any evidence of masturbation." JD noticed this seemed to catch the attention of all the students, including the prefects. Even Brandon seemed caught off guard. All the students from age 19 to 21 seemed nervous. Apparently, the prefects weren't aware what would be said in this meeting either.

"If evidence of masturbation is found then that student will be punished. And if it cannot be determined who the evidence belongs to then all residents of the dorm room will be punished," the Monsignor continued.

This prompted some outbursts from some of the students. Leaning over to JD, Daniel whispered, "at least that won't be us."

They sat waiting for a solid hour until one of the custodial staff came in and whispered something to the Monsignor. The Monsignor nodded then said into the microphone, "We are done. Everyone is excused to their 9am class."

JD sat in his English literature class while the balding seminarian with thick black-rimmed glasses droned on about some Herman Melville story.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door and one of the administrative staff came in. He whispered something to the seminarian who then turned to the class saying, "Lewis Crowel and Austin Hanson, you are to report to the cafeteria immediately."

The short Lorn Crowel was thin with long black hair, a bigger nose, and a beard and mustache. He stood, looking visibly nervous and headed out of the room. He was followed by Austin Hanson. Austin was tall with an athletic build and brown hair with a smooth face.

Across the campus of Holy Innocents Daniel was sitting in his introductory psychology class trying to readjust his still stinging scrotum when the same member of the administrative staff came in and whispered something to the monk leading the class. The monk looked out at the twenty nervous young men and said, "Ulysses, Elias, and Claude, you are needed in the cafeteria."

Daniel watched the three young men head out of the room, unsure of why they were being summoned to the cafeteria. Daniel knew the three nineteen-year-olds were roommates. They lived in the same dorm room just down the hall from JD and Daniel. Ulysses was short like Lorn Crowel but was chubbier with no facial hair. Elias was average height with biceps and a compass tattoo on his forearm. Claude headed out of the room with his dark tan skin and flowing Spanish hair.

The young men went to their next classes. JD and Daniel both realized that the classes were missing a couple of their fellow students.

Finally, at 11:30 all the young men headed to the large cafeteria for lunch. JD and Daniel sat beside each other.

They could hear the two guys sitting just down from them talking. One of them, said, "yeah, I guess they found Cole's stroker. They pulled him out of physics this morning."

They listened as the other guy responded, "yeah, they pulled my roommate out of class too. I've seen that crusty sock he has a couple times in his dresser. I guess they found it when they searched the campus. I wonder where they are."

JD realized it did seem like people were missing from the busy cafeteria.

Suddenly, Monsignor Hernandez walked out onto the stage from behind the bright green curtain. He tapped on the microphone which caused everyone to jump.

"Hello students," he said, "as you know masturbation is strictly prohibited, by our code of conduct. The students removed from your classes earlier are suspected breaking the law of chastity which extends to self-abuse. To encourage you not to engage in self abuse I want you too see what the punishment will be for any student found to have masturbated in the future.

Monsignor Hernandez nodded at the janitor standing off to the side of the stage who pressed the buttons on the control board that made the curtain retract.

The cafeteria erupted in gasps as the young men saw the site on the stage.

Around forty of the 19-21 year old students were each seated totally naked. Beside their seats their clothes were neatly folded. They had their hands tied behind their backs and their ankles were strapped to the chair legs.

JD could see Lorn Crowel sitting in the front on an end. The short young man's chest hair grew thick around his pink nipples. His bellybutton was ringed in dark hair. His happy trail led down to his thick black bush. JD felt his face flush red as he saw the drawstring cloth bag sealed around Lorn's scrotum. Lorn had his face scrunched up. JD and Daniel knew all too well that Lorn was feeling the burning and stinging on his ballsack from the nettles in the bag.

Between Lorn's legs sitting on the floor was a white washcloth that was pop-marked with pale yellow-brown splotches. It was Lorn's cum rag.

Further back from him was Austin. He was looking up at the ceiling. His pale belly had a small black trail of hair heading to his trimmed bush and shriveled weenie that was retreating into its foreskin. He bounced his legs up and down, jostling the cloth bag sealed around his own sperm factories. Between his pale hairy legs on the floor was a crumple of sticky crusty tissues.

Daniel could see near the back were Ulysses, Elias, and Claude. The roommates were seated side by side with their chairs seated so close the young mens thighs and kneecaps rubbed against each other. Secured around each of their sacks was a cloth bag. Ulysses looked to be near tears. Elias was panting, and Claude had beads of sweat running down his tan chest sneaking around his belly button. Claude had the largest penis of the three. His fat Spanish sausage looked to be six inches soft.

Their seats were arranged so they curved giving each of them a clear view of the singular, yellow-stained sock sitting in front of their feet. Beside the cum stained sock was what appeared to be a magazine laying on its back.

JD glanced over at the guys sitting down the table from them when he heard one of them say "there's Cole. I told him to hide that pocket pussy better." He followed the guys gaze to the tall, fit blonde guy who looked to already have a tear running down his cheek. The masculine jock's chin quivered as the green bag around his scrotum did it's own quivering. His thick cock was draped over the green bag with the stinging nettles rubbing every inch of his nuts. At his feet was a lifelike stroker, complete with a woman's torso and a fat set of titties.

Monsignor Hernandez explained, "gentleman each of these young men has a bag full of stinging nettle leaves around their scrotums. They won't harm you but cause immense burning and stinging to any skin they touch for several hours." JD and Daniel both visibly squirmed at the mention of the nettles. The Monsignor continued, "You may have noticed that a few of the prefects are not here. Rest assured they are not exempt from the no masturbation rule, and they will be receiving their due punishment."

Daniel leaned over and whispered to JD, "I bet the prefects will get the chili extract treatment like we did."

Monsignor Hernandez turned to the suffering sinners and said, "you all will stay seated for the next hour of lunch."

They all erupted in pleas for mercy and desperation. "NO!!!!!" Lorn shouted.

Claude in his heavy Spanish accent begged, "no please! The sock wasn't even mine!!!! It belongs to Elias!!!!! The titty magazine too!!!"

Elias shouted, "No it isn't!!!! They belong to Ulysses!"

The masculine Cole felt humiliated as a tear ran down his face and shouted, "please, take the nettles off!!!!!"

The Monsignor simply replied to them all, "this is the price you pay for spilling your seed." Turning back to the cafeteria he said, "enjoy your lunches everyone."

The rest of lunch passed with the sound of the students eating being mixed in with the moans of whimpers of the young men on the stage. Their crotches felt like they were being poked all over by a thousand pin pricks.

Lorn felt like his crotch was on fire. Further back Austin felt like he was going to start crying. The burning was spreading up his balls and out of the bag over the base of his shaft.

As lunch ended and young men began getting up to head to their next class Monsignor Hernandez approached JD and Daniel and said, "since the two of you started this whole fiasco last night you will be assisting me in the punishing of the three prefects who were found to have evidence of masturbation."

Daniel wavered, "Um, sir, is that really necessary?"

The Monsignor answered, "yes, young man it is." He turned to JD, "you may be interested to know that Brandon is one of the three who is going to be punished."

JD couldn't help the smile spreading over his face, "was he now?" JD asked, slyly.

The Monsignor said, "watch your attitude son, but yes. He will be punished, most severely. You will both be in my office at 7 this evening exactly. Do not be late."

They all left the cafeteria leaving the poor young men sitting on the stage with their burning scrotums continuing to be punished by the nettles.

7pm That Evening

Daniel and JD knocked on the door of the monsignor's office. They each took a deep inhale as the door opened. Monsignor Hernandez waved them in saying, "please come in. We were just getting started."

JD and Daniel came to a dead stop when they saw the spectacle in front of them. On either side of the monsignor's desk was a prefect. Each one of them a leader among the students. Each of them was naked. They were each squatting with their hands behind their heads. They each had a pained expression on their face. A rope was tied tightly around each of their scrotums and the base of their dicks. Each end of the rope went down and was tied around the big toe on each of their feet. The bearded 21-year-olds had to keep their knees bent. If they straightened their legs, they'd roughly pull down their nuts and manhoods. They swayed back and forth in fear, holding their squatting position is desperation.

Between the two prefects on all fours on the monsignors desk was Brandon. He was in his birthday suit. The confident prefect was now trembling and thought he was gonna start pissing himself. Sticking out of his ass was a giant clear tube that snaked up to a release valve which was connected to a giant clear bag hanging off the light fixture. The bag was massively bloated and held at least a gallon of frothy, very soapy water. The valve was closed so water not being released to flood Brandon's colon yet.

Monsignor Hernandez said, "let's us begin," and with a quick flick of his hand opened the flow of water.

JD and Daniel watched Brandon gasp as a torrent of soapy liquid began to flood through his rectum.