Simpsons Porn Story: It Wasnt Me Chapter 2

Simpsons Porn Story: It Wasnt Me Chapter 2

First, something Dead Composer asked and I meant to put at the start of this story, the age of Bart and his friends. Bart and his friends are twenty two now and of legal age to drink.

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As soon as Bart had spoken the words he thought better of it. Too late though. Fat Tony undid the ropes and grabbed him, pulling him close to his face before whispering fiercely.

Maybe a little punishment will change your mind.

He dragged Bart to another room and slammed the door behind them. The room was completely dark and Bart had no idea what was happening. He could still feel Fat Tony holding him and knew he had no way to escape.

Bart blinked when a light was suddenly switched on and he looked around, fear taking over him when he saw what was in the room. The room was long and thin with white walls and in front of him all he could see was a dark tunnel. He knew he couldnt go back and he couldnt get down the sides so the only way was through it.

Take your shoes off, Fat Tony ordered and Bart did as he was told. Fat Tony then shoved Bart forwards and went back out the door, locking it behind him.

Make your way to the other side of the room, he ordered from the other side of the door. Seeing no other option Bart stepped forwards.

He knelt down and began to crawl, making his way quickly through the tunnel. He squeezed his eyes shut when he felt spiders crawling over him. He tried to ignore it though it was hard to concentrate on anything else as everything around him was silent and all he could feel were the spiders and muddy water beneath him. He kept crawling and was glad when he felt stone.

He opened his eyes and groaned. He knocked off the spiders that still clung to him and stood up. He took a deep breath and stepped forwards, feeling burning beneath his feet as he then had to run across the hot coals in front of him. He ran as fast as possible, trying to stop himself yelling out in pain and was glad when he felt cool stone under his feet again.

The punishment wasnt over yet though. He could see the door to the other side of the room and, through the glass in the top, the shadow of a figure behind it.

He wondered how theyd managed to create a room like this, but then decided it was best not to think about it. They probably didnt use legal means to get it this way.

Bart looked at the distance in front of him and, while it was only a few metres, it seemed an eternity to the other side. He had to brave it though.

He slowly took a step forwards and placed it carefully. Not carefully enough though as a spike shot out the wall, narrowly missing his face.

Eep, was all Bart could say as he stopped dead, the sharp metal across him blocking his view. He jumped as the spike suddenly shot back in to the wall, but wasted no time in moving quickly out its path. Unfortunately he didnt look where he was going and he fell. A pit was in his path and he only just managed to grab the sides in time. Hearing a strange noise Bart glanced below him and in doing so he saw snakes. They wriggled around each other and odd ones shot up in the air with a deadly hiss, warning Bart to get away.

Bart scrambled back up and carefully continued, making sure not to step on one uneven looking square just in case. He noticed his arm was now bleeding and he had scrapes on his leg. He didnt care though as he went forwards and reached the door, sighing in relief.

I did it, Bart yelled at the door let me out now!

Of course, came a voice which Bart did not recognise. Through the door he could see a man who was standing next to a rope.

Bart screamed as the man pulled the rope and the floor gave way beneath Bart. He hit the ground and groaned in pain, struggling to stand up and, no sooner had he done so, Fat Tony grabbed him and tied him back up. He hadnt realised the ceiling had been so high in his cell or, for that matter, what kind of traps lay above it.

What is your answer now? Fat Tony grinned. Will you admit that you blew up Moes?

I told you I didnt do it, Bart spat at him let me go!

AwwIm sorry. Looks like your stay is not yet over, Fat Tony smirked and walked out the room. Bart realised he would have to get used to being in this room and tied to a chair. It seemed as though it might take him a while to get out and he knew he would have to suffer a lot more.

Bart was starting to wish hed never gone out that night. It had been a couple of weeks since hed seen the guys though and Martin had just passed an exam that day for a college course he was taking so the guys had decided to go out for the night and get drunk.

Bart thought about the others who had been there that night or around the place. There had been the regulars, his friends and he hadnt noticed anyone else around. None of the people he had seen would have blown it up thoughright?

They may all have been drunk but it just wasnt like them. Most of the guys had still been in there when theyd left so it couldnt have been them. Martin hadnt drunk as much as the rest of them and it wasnt like him so that ruled him out. He wasnt so sure about the others, but they had been with him. Well, as far as he could remember. He seemed to remember going to his house and no one left until the early hours of the morning. He figured Fat Tony must have waited until after that to get him. During the time they were at Barts house someone had blown up Moes.

This left Bart puzzled. Someone else must have been there that night.

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I hope to update this again fairly soon and I have also updated my other Simpsons fic (Lost Without You).

To zekesbabe

Thanks for the review! Keep reading and youll find out lol.

To Dead Composer

Thanks for the review! Martin may have been a nerd, but people change. Martin is still kind of a nerd though every so often he meets up with the guys.

Please keep reading and reviewing :)

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