Gortoz 'A Ran - Ch 21 - "My special friend"...
Samantha and i walked up to the nearest punching bags and did our thing. we kicked and punched the shit out of that punching bag...
The Raging Hounds IX: The Gentle Giant
Clad into his usual training attire, dan tossed one series of punches after another into the punching bag, the chains groaning as if complaining about the weight put behind each blow.
An Orcish Pardon
Mohawk worked on his prostate like a punching bag, a hard, firm pound in regular intervals, stimulating the beast heavily.
Castaways - Chapter 1
His shorter, lithe frame and shy demeanor makes him one of the common verbal and sometimes physical punching bags for the bullies and jocks around the high school.
The Human Species Ch.96 - Fidelity: Identity vs. Role Confusion
I'm fed up with being a punching bag. heck, mom was fed up with being a mom! i'm just carrying on the family tradition!" they looked at each other following the outburst, both human and pokémon sharing the same expression of defiance. "...
Down for the Count - Chpt 3
Just as i passed the doorway in, i saw a meerkat swatting at the punching bag like it was a rogue fly. the knuckleheads around him were doing all-the-wrong exercises on all-the-wrong machines.
Ander - Chapter 6, Subchapter 24
Ander's fist was shaking, and mateo could tell by the look on his face that he was seriously considering tearing into him anyway, socking him where he hung like some stuffed punching bag. in the end, it was the handkerchief, more red than blue now.
Crypt's Trouble
"enough that we can use them for punching bags for a while before they liquify," said the snake whipping her tail across crypt's large cock. he yelped clutching his aching member leaving his orbs open for an attack.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 24
Ander's fist was shaking, and mateo could tell by the look on his face that he was seriously considering tearing into him anyway, socking him where he hung like some stuffed punching bag. in the end, it was the handkerchief, more red than blue now.
Protect and Serve.txt
I had left them to do mountains of paperwork, and now i was taking away their punching bag. "sure" i said, "what to we have?"
Relief..
I'd have strung him up and beat him like a punch bag. i'd have watched him bleed to death from the beatings. he made me think all these things. he made me turn violent! he made me a monster!" i sobbed as the tears spilled in heat down my face.
Academic Agony
It was quite validating to hear that my balls were useful as more than just a punching bag. and i could contribute to science!