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The Legendary Sucker Chronicles	By : MorbidFantasy Category: Naruto > General Views: 87717 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Morbidfantasy Presents: An Homage/reenvisioning of fellow sexual deviant wierdmeijin’s “The Fifth’s Long Week”
Warning: Contains rape and other possibly taboo things that may turn many of you off. If you're not into female characters being trapped and abused I suggest you read no further than this fic. If you do read this fic, I hope you rate it based on the quality of writing and not because you hate rape, in which case I have to wonder why you bothered reading this fic in the first place.
Chapter 1: The Legendary Sucker
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Present time...
Tsunade howled as the pleasure that had rapidly built up in her loins finally became uncontainable, and bucked as she climaxed explosively. Simultaneously, the pulsating member of her lover erupted within her, which escalated the bliss that was driving all thought from her head. Their entwined bodies pulsed again, and again, each wave of pleasure slamming into Tsunade like a tsunami, draining her of energy. It felt as if her very life force was being sucked out of her through the depths of her clenching loins, their very exodus fueling the intense pleasure she was feeling.
Tsunade let her head loll back, going completely limp as she surrendered herself to the embrace of the arms that held her. All thought of resistance, of how wrong this pleasure was, momentarily driven from her mind.
Earlier that day...
Tsunade’s recent appointment as Konohakagure’s 5th Hokage did not go unnoticed.
For days after she took over the office overlooking the village, people steadily streamed in and out through the door to congratulate her… and saddle her with the new burdens of running such a place.
Mountains and mountains of paperwork, diplomatic letters, logistical charts. Then there was the conflict between villagers, individual shinobi, and sometimes even petty squabbles between village council members themselves.
Then there were the larger concerns and diplomatic maneuvers. Orochimaru remained at large, and even worse, had lured Uchiha Sasuke into joining him, resulting in a retrieval mission that had failed, nearly ending in the deaths of several genin would it have not been for the newly forged alliance with the Hidden Sand village.
Tsunade took it all in stride. Although becoming oriented with the occupation was taxing, she managed to make due through numerous small meditation breaks during the day where she cycled fresh chakra that she had stored up in the violet mark on her forehead throughout her body. Normally used in small quantities to maintain her youthful appearance, the chakra found actual use now keeping her alert and focused as she tackled the job.
If anything, poor Shizune had it the worst. Tsunade’s part student, part assistant, part enabler now had more jobs than simply keeping her personal life organized and nannying her during her prior days of gallivanting about. Often times Tsunade would see her literally fall asleep while standing next to her, a stack of papers still held up in her hands.
Eventually, Tsunade had to order her home for bed rest, reasoning that the number of well wishers, complainers, and grievance claimants had finally dwindled to a lull, and that Shizune deserved the rest.
Thus, when the end of the week rolled around, Tsunade found herself alone in the office, her head propped up in one hand, her other hand twirling the pen it held as she lackadaisically skimmed over the week’s financial report.
It was usually Shizune’s duty to see that these claims were verified, wherein village funds would then be allocated to be paid out to these claims. However, as Tsunade used to work as a part time secretary for her late sensei Hiruzen Sarutobi in his capacity as the 3rd Hokage, she knew exactly how to handle these reports.
A strange line in the village expenses caught her eye.
Wedged between the month’s village expense claims, which included the maintenance of the village building and the wages of official workers, was a new line that seemed quite off.
There wasn’t a number, but the red tag in the corner of the claim meant it was not only urgent, but was in fact quite a large claim.
The expense was billed out to “Godaime Hokage”, which seemed rather ludicrous, as Tsunade didn’t think she had been on the job long enough to have accrued any expenses warranting a red tag.
Frowning, she reached into the larger folder that came with the expense report to find the actual form, which the creditor who was owed the money would have written down more details regarding the expense.
<Creditor: A.H.T.J
<Amount: <<confidential, for billee’s eyes only>>
<Billed to: Tsunade, 5th Hokage
<Services rendered: personal financial accounting
<Addendum: Please visit our local offices in person as soon as possible to resolve the issue.
The abbreviation wouldn’t mean much to most people, but Tsunade immediately recognized the last two letters as abbreviations for Tobaku Jo, 賭博場, or “Gambling Hall”. She tried to recall what A.H stood for, but having visited so many halls throughout the years, couldn’t quite remember.
Tsunade cursed a little. Of course her appointment as Hokage wouldn’t go unnoticed by those from her old life. Years of visiting gambling dens had given her quite a reputation as the most charitable sort of gamblers, one with neither luck nor skill. It seemed her ability to store up and control chakra was only matched by her ability to hemorrhage money.
I swear, that hobby of mine. Tsunade thought, smiling a little as the very thought of the sounds of rolling dice created a longing to scratch that nostalgic itch.
Closer to Present Time
The makeshift office was sparsely decorated, having only a wooden desk, two wooden chairs, some bookshelves, and a wooden practice dummy at the door serving as a coatrack. A few more wooden dummies were stacked up lifelessly against the corner.
Kunio smiled as Tsunade stepped into his simple office, his face showing equal parts relief and surprise.
Although what he truly felt was giddy anticipation.
“Tsunade-hime! What a pleasure it is to see you!” He said, his hand already producing a folder from the desk drawer with 'Godaime`s eyes only' on it, having anticipated Tsunade`s arrival.
He looked familiar, but Tsunade couldn't put her finger on which gambling hall she had seen him in. Seeng her expression, Kunio offered his name.
"I'm Kunio. Please, Hime, have a seat! We have much to discuss." he said, gesturing to the empty seat across from his desk, noting Tsunade`s slight wariness as she took it.
"Hello Kunio. Before you begin, I just need to let you know that you can't bill the Konoha for my expenses. The village is not responsible for leisure expenses of its employees, on top of which I`m certain the expense in question is from before I was Hokage."
"Of course, Hokage-hime, but the village does have the responsibility for ensuring the welfare of its citizens and citizen-run businesses, does it not?" Kunio said, his retort almost too quick to have been unplanned. This gave Tsunade pause.
"Yes. I suppose it does."
"And in the event that a citizen owned business should suffer financial damages due to the actions of a village employee, I'm aware of a law that allows the business to file a grievance claim against that village employee, regardless of whether or not the financial damage in question was inflicted prior to that person's employment by the village, correct?"
Tsunade hadn't thought about that, and after a pause, nodded slightly.
"According to village law, all citizen grievance claims against the village, if unresolved in a timely manner, would be made public for the sake of transparency. Being a citizen of Konoha myself, I thought it would be somewhat embarrassing for the village if the new Hokage were to have a grievance claim against her made public so early in her tenure, so I thought it would be better to file this issue as a financial claim, wouldn't you agree."
He did have a point, thought Tsunade, sighing and bringing a hand to her forehead in frustration.
"Listen," She said, "now that I'm Hokage, my salary is modest, but not terrible. I would rather this expense be kept off of the village books, even if only internally. I'm sure we can work something out discreetly here."
"Discretion, Hokage-hime, is my speciality." Kunio said, bringing a hand to his heart, before opening the folder he had and bringing out a receipt, handing it to Tsunade, watching as she read it.
Tsunade had expected the total figure to be pretty big. What she saw was far more than just big.The number at the bottom of the page was nothing less than horrifying.
"T...this.... are you sure...."
"Yes, I'm quite sure, Hokage-hime. The number you see before you is the sum total of all of your visits to gambling halls both here in Konoha as well as abroad, with interest."
"With int....I know for a fact that Konoha gambling halls aren't allowed to charge interest on money owed to them." Tsunade said, incredulous.
"Yes, that's true, but financial institutions are, Hokage-hime. See, I'm what you would call, a debt merchant. I go around, and buy up debt from creditors whom for one reason or another find it difficult to collect. I buy this debt at a reasonable discount, then take it upon myself to collect on these debt. A.H.T.J is a small branch of its parent finance company, founded specifically for debt incurred by you, Hokage-Hime. So yes, we do charge interest."
"Even so, these numbers..."
"Are lenient. See, like I said before, as a citizen of Konoha, it was in my interest to preserve the village's reputation, so my associates and I spent much time traveling to other villages far and wide, and purchased any and all debt owed by you to various gambling establishments. Some of the purchased debt was from villages without laws against interests on gambling debt. Other debt was from other debt merchants who needed to turn a small profit before they would hand it over. So, in all, the interest A.H.T.J is charging is actually quite meager."
"Ok, ok, I get it. I appreciate your consideration of the village's reputation, but even if I gave you my entire Hokage's salary, it would take... years to repay this amount." Tsunade said.
"I'm afraid to tell you it's worse than that. A Hokage's salary is public knowledge, and we've done the math. Your salary will barely be able to cover the annual interest, and won't make much of a dent into the actual debt itself."
"If you knew that... then why...."
"Because there are things that you can offer as both Tsunade-hime as well as Hokage that are worth far more to us than your salary. You're a very gifted kunoichi, after all, and A.H.T.J would very much like to have your services on its retainer."
Missions, I see. Tsunade thought. Missions I can do. This might actually be something good!
"So what does A.H.T.J want me to do for it?"
"Oh I'm afraid there doesn't currently exist a single task big enough to cover everything. A.H.T.J is interested in a much more... balanced... longer term repayment plan."
"As long as it doesn't harm Konoha, I'm willing to cooperate." Tsunade said
"That's what I wanted to hear!" Kunio exclaimed happily, although his face immediately became serious again."
"That being said, there is the matter of insurance."
"What do you mean?"
“We know of your ability to use a special form of transformation to alter your appearance and age in order to avoid collection agents in the past, as well as your formidable set of combative skills. Just as we wish to preserve the peace in Konoha, we wish to avoid any chance of you reneging on your promise of services.”
Can't fault him for being careful. Tsunade thought.
“Ugh, I promise I won’t do that, okay?”
“We’d love to take you at your word, but we’re dealing with debt incurred in the gambling business. We know how reliable a chronic gambler’s word is. We will require a more secure form of assurance.”
“Which is?”
Kunio brought a heavy scroll out from his desk drawer, opening it to reveal a series of intricate glyphs and kanji surrounding an empty central circle. His other hand produced a dark wooden calligraphy brush.
“Oh for god’s sake,” Tsunade begin, recognizing the scroll as a binding contract. The end of the scroll had a section of space for writing out the clauses of the agreement, although most if it had already been taken up by cramped lines of kanji.
“I’m sure you know what this is, but for legal purposes, I will explain. This is a chakra contract that is made between two individuals. Each individual channels some of their chakras into this brush, which is then used to write out the terms of the contract between the two individuals in the space provided. Then, each individual signs the contract by placing their palm in the center circle and channeling their chakra a second time, upon which the chakra in the ink from the brush will bind both people to the written terms.”
"Is this really necessary? What if promised on my honor as the Hokage..."
"That would make this an official village matter, which I'm happy to oblige if you would prefer us take this to the village council for approval."
Kunio's tone was gentle, but still suggestively threatening. Tsunade weighed her options, then signed. She nodded in the direction of the scroll, giving reluctant consent.
"Now, should any one of the individuals consciously do something that violates the terms of the contract, he or she will immediately be summoned to the contracts physical location, and trapped inside of the contract until the other person chooses to free them."
Tsunade's brows furrowed. She already knew of these types of chakra arrangements, but this could very well mean trouble if she were to be thus summoned during a village crisis.
"What if the village needs me?"
"Ah, that's already taken into consideration in this contract. I will now go over the clauses already established in this scroll. You may choose to negotiate any of them if they seem unfair to you, although due to your unique circumstances I’m not inclined to let you add your own clauses unless I deem it fair to the interests of A.H.T.J. Do you understand?”
What is with all the patronizing, Tsunade thought, suppressing her annoyance and nodding.
“I will say each clause independently. Nod if you understand the clause and agree with its wording, shake your head if you don’t understand or wish to offer a rewording. Do you understand?”
Tsunade glared at him, but nodded.
“Clause 1: During the length of this contract, Tsunade will enroll in the debtor’s work force as a chakra specialist, where her work will be given the appropriate amount of pay, all of which will apply towards payment of principal and interest to A.H.T.J and its represented creditors.”
Already, the wording of the first clause seemed to belittle her, but didn't otherwise seem suspect. Tsunade nodded
“Clause 2: As a chakra specialist, Tsunade will receive a chakra regulator, only accessible with the permission and supervision of an A.H.T.J associate. In situations where her chakra usage is required for her occupation as a Hokage, A.H.T.J will assign a personal assistant who will accompany her at all times to temporarily unlock her access to her chakra.
Tsunade was well aware that this sort of chakra limiting arrangement was commonplace in the world of shinobi, and had been worried about this clause, but hearing that she would still be allowed access to her chakra in case of a village emergency seemed fair. She nodded.
“Clause 3: As a chakra specialist with the unique ability to alter her appearance, Tsunade will maintain a permanent transformation into an appearance approximate to her 20 year old self. This appearance cannot be altered further unless with the express permission of an A.H.T.J associate.”
Normally, Tsunade was comfortable with looking 30, and although she thought going for 20 may rub some of the villagers the wrong way, she didn’t have much of a problem with this, so she nodded.
“Clause 4: As a kunoichi with exceptional combat abilities, Tsunade will not engage in combative or resistive behavior against anyone representing A.H.T.J. Doing so will result in her chakra being sealed by the chakra limiter as well as activating a short termed paralytic jutsu, which will restrict but not harm her. This clause may be suspended at the discretion of an A.H.T.J agent if needed."
Tsunade nodded, irritated as Kunio non-chalantly droned on.
"Clause 5: In return for her services, A.H.T.J takes upon itself the promise that none of the above clauses will be used to hinder Tsunade's ability to function as the Hokage of Konoha Village. At the discretion of the executor of this contract, Kunio, such a violation will result in a substantial reduction of Tsunade's debt to A.H.T.J, to be negotiated between the executor and the debtor."
Finally, a clause that seemed to purely be for her benefit. Tsunade breathed a small sigh of relief, and nodded.
"Since it appears you have no quarrel with any of the clauses, shall we proceed with the seeling ceremony, Hokage-Hime?"
"Fine by me."
Kunio's hand, the holding the brush, glowed a translucent blue, as he channeled chakra into the wooden stem. As he touched the tip to the scroll and begun writing his name, the brush seemed to pulse faster with chakra, beating faster and faster until Kunio had finished writing his name. Tsunade couldn't quite put a finger on how this visually bothered her. Then, Kunio was handing her the brush, his dark eyes gazing into hers intently as she took the brush from him, immediately feeling it suckling at her chakra, humming in her fingers.
As it had done with Kunio, the brush pulsed in her hand as she wrote her name out on the scroll, and Tsunade could literally feel her chakra becoming the words on the paper. When she finally finished, she felt oddly breathless, as if she had just lifted something extraordinarily heavy.
"Now, we both press a palm into the center of the scroll." Kunio said.
In the back of her mind, warning signs were being set off, and Tsunade hesitated to palm the middle of the circle as she had been told.
"Come now, Hokage-Hime, we wouldn't want to make a huge public spectacle out of a trivial gambling debt, would we?" Kunio said, his voice cooing like honey. He took Tsunade's wrist, and guided her hand to the opened scroll. Reflexively, Tsunade tried to jerk her arm away, but her effort seemed, even to her, half-hearted and meaningless.
The moment her palm hit the center of the scroll, everything in the room seemed to distort, and then, Tsunade was under attack.
The bluish chakra that had been permeating the entirety of the scroll suddenly exploded from the paper, flooding into the room and infusing itself into the wooden walls, bookshelves, table, and chairs.
Tsunade had stood up when signing her name into the scroll, but suddenly felt hard ungiving hands grab her by the shoulders and wrists, forcing her back into the chair. She looked behind her to see that two of the wooden dummies that had been in the corner of the room now had her in their grip. What's worse, was that the chair beneath her was now coming alive, breaking apart as it transformed into a cluster of thick viny appendages, several of which has already wrapped around her arms securely.
Mokuton, Wood release?!
"What!?" Tsunade's first responce was to upend the desk in front of her with a powerful kick, sending it flying into Kunio's face. She knew it was probably only good for a distraction, and was already channeling chakra into her arms to break free from the transformed chair.
But the wooden table didn't even fly towards Kunio as intended, instead mutating in mid air, having already wrapped itself around Tsunade's shin from when she had kicked it. Like the chair, it's wooden nature didn't stop it from fluidly turning into what looked like a small, thick, many armed plant, rooted to the wooden floors of the room with its limbs trapping one, then both, of Tsunade's legs.
"Kunio!" Tsunade shouted, the man still having not moved from where he stood before her. "What is the meaning of thi...ungh?!" She was interrupted as she felt numerous tiny vines growing from the wood entrapping her. She felt them grow against her bare skin as they snaked underneath her clothing.
"What...no! NO!" Tsunade cried as the vines coiled across her torso, brushing against places that screamed violation. Then, they started peaking out from between the folds of her shirt.
What was worse was the vines that didn't reappear at the other end, as they were not only brushing against her bare skin underneath, but a few of them were literally probing against her nether regions or firmly caressing her breasts from beneath her shirt.
Feeling herself being molested made Tsunade redouble her efforts, and to her credit, she could hear the wood holding her creak against her massive strength. Several vines snapped, but the others only stretched elastically until more grew to replace the broken ones.
"Ugh! Kunio, stop this at once!" Tsunade shouted, even though she knew it to be futile. The vines rubbing against her sensitive spots were merely intrusive at first, but to her horror, she was starting to feel strange twinges from where they contacted her that she definitely did not wish to be feeling.
"Don't worry, Hokage-Hime. I have no intention of harming you. The restraints are just a precaution until I can place the chakra regulator on you." He said, his hands starting to undo his waist sash.
"Wh....what?!" Tsunade said, before remembering the chakra regulator that Clause 1 had mentioned.
Before she could say anything else, several smooth vines smaller than her pinky finger snaked up the side of her neck, past her chin and lower cheeks, and promptly started violating her mouth, as they wrapped past her trembling lips, two of them coiling around her tongue and wrestling with it, preventing her from saying another word. The other vines wedged themselves up against her teeth, not letting her bite down.
"OOOaaaaugh aaah oooo oooing?!"
"I'm think I know exactly what questions you mean to ask me." Kunio said, having removed his waist sash, letting the folds of his shirt drop apart to bare his torso. At the same time, the vines inside Tsunade's shirt also parted them, her own sash having already been undone without her even realizing it. One second later, Tsunade's ample breasts were presented into he air, buoyantly heaving under the influence of the vines rubbing up against them.
"I will answer all of your questions in time. For now, just try to enjoy yourself, Hokage-Hime." Kunio said. The vines gripping her shifted, and Tsunade's shoulders slipped out of the shirt, her arms soon bent behind her, allowing the vines to slide the clothing completely off of her, all the while keeping her firmly trapped. Soon, Tsunade was fully topless, with only her pants to save what remained of her dignity. Her shoes and socks had already been removed, but she hadn't noticed, as her attention had been elsewhere.
She stopped her shouting, now that her state of undress would make for a humiliating discovery by a passerby. She guessed, in any case, that he room was most likely soundproof, albeit not for her benefit. She didn't stop her struggles, if only out of pride at this point.
Kunio still hadn't removed his pants, but was now clearly manipulating the wood with his chakra.
"Yes, this is mokuton, the same as Shodaime. Although I must admit, I probably can't match his legend, although I think I'm a little stronger than that other wood guy, Yamato. Don't worry, though, I can be very gentle with this." he said, forming a seal with his hands.
The wood caressing her skin both above her waistline as well as inside her pants pulsed with chakra, and suddenly Tsunade felt pleasure flowering throughout her body. Her eyes widened, but she quickly found that the bindings around her limbs seemed to soften, giving them a limited range of motion. She renewed her efforts to escape.
Kunio made a bemused face, but tell her to stop. Instead, he closed his eyes in concentration, and made another sign.
Almost immediately, Tsunade felt the pleasure emanating into her from the vines penetrate even deeper past her skin. Where they had merely tickled her stiffened nipples and teased the soft skin of her breasts, the vines now seemed to radiate with even more pleasure inducing chakra, which seeped past her skin into the flesh underneath.
At the same time, Tsunade felt a tiny presence coil itself around her from betwixt her legs, and to her dismay, realized that one of the vines had succeeded in coaxing her clitorus into full on arousal, and was now wrapping itself around the nub, further drawing it out from under its hood. When this particular vine started radiating chakra as well, Tsunade threw her head back and cried out unintelligibly, the vines in her mouth allowing her to do so without leaving their entangled posts.
She bucked and bucked, shamefully realizing she wasn't altogether sure if it was to dislodge the vines or to press herself up against them. The only thing she did know was that she was feeling pleasure that she hadn't felt in years, ever since her lover, Dan, had died in battle.
The thought that her body was betraying her past love shifted the intent of her bucking towards freeing herself, if only temporarily. Tsunade brought her head back upright to glare hatefully at Kunio, who simply furrowed his brows, concentrating even further, and suddenly the chakra in the vines were fully penetrating her to the core, filling any void that hitherto hadn't been feeling pleasure.
A ripping sound was heard, and Tsunade, through the intense arousal, saw through blurry eyes that her pants, which had been drawn halfways down to her knees, had been split cleanly down the middle; whether by her own immense strength or by the vines, she didn't know. The ruined pant legs were now easily slid off of her, even as her thighs were forced apart, presenting her glistening sex to Kunio, who opened his eyes to look at her with a smile.
At long last, he began to remove his pants.
All the meanwhile, the pleasure was becoming unbearable to Tsunade. Asides from the vine embracing her clit, other finger like vines rubbed tantalizingly against her slit, sometimes parting her folds half ways, but always withdrawing just as she was expecting them to fully pry her apart. She didn't realize she actually wished for them to do something more substantial until her buttcheeks were pried apart and a vine started teasing the rim of her rear hole. That wasn't what terrified her. What terrified her was that it didn't terrify her. She wanted the vine to push into her rear passage, if that was the only penetration she was going to get.
When she saw Kunio's freed and erect cock, Tsunade briefly forgot to utter any protest, in fact swallowing the accumulated spittle in her mouth, and momentarily gazing at the precum coated member with longing. It was a credit to her that she even managed to remember where she was, and change her lustful stare into a half hearted glare.
Kunio smiled at this, and to Tsunade's abject horror, actually reached down, and pulled his pants back up. He turned, as if to go, and that brought a sound from Tsunade's half gagged mouth that could only be interpreted as wanton begging, even though it was painfully obvious he had no intention of actually leaving her alone.
His pants still up, tenting around his massive erection, Kunio finally made the two steps that brought him to stand between Tsunade's agape thighs. From behind him, a wood vine, sprouted from the ground and holding the still glowing contract that Tsunade had almost forgotten existed, brought the scroll up between them, opening it and presenting itself to Tsunade again. For what reason, she didn't know. Nor did she care. Nothing else mattered besides the need her body burned with. Not the contract, not the village, not whether it was Kunio's or some faceless male's member that penetrated her yearning body.
Yet, Kunio seemed almost content with letting her suffer, even though he himself was obviously aroused.
"We're going to perform the jutsu to give you the chakra limiter now. I invented it myself. The A.H-no-jutsu. I'll let you guess what A and H stands for."
Tsunade watched as Kunio pressed his palm back into the middle circle of the scroll. His other hand drifted down towards her sex, and Tsunade, despite herself, saw her own body rise to try and meet him halfways. She couldn't even blame her movements on the vines, in fact cursing that they firmly held her pelvis back.
For a moment, it looked like Kunio was about to undo his pants again, and Tsunade had enough pride left to feel disgust at the thought of him penetrating her, She glared at Kunio again, but almost immediately whimpered as his hand actually moved away from his pants, and back towards her groin.
Her anticipation turned to disappointment as he merely rested his palm above her crotch, not even close enough to touch her clit. His other hand made a few signs which Tsunade didn't care to recognize, and she felt the burning in her loins subside.
Or did it subside. It certainly didn't feel like she was on the precipice of cumming anymore, but the level of arousal didn't actually go down. in fact, now Tsunade wanted Kunio even more, forgetting to be even wistful that she now felt a level of arousal that Dan couldn't have come close to instilling.
She hungrily watched as Kunio undid his pants, letting them fall to the floor and kicking them to the side. She was glad he wasn't making her wait any longer, as she knew somehow that her threshold for pleasure had just been raised, and he could have easily let her suffer even more. She moaned eagerly as he rubbed his tip sloppily against her lips. Her moan was almost loud enough to be a scream as she felt every inch of his thick, veiny, birch like hardness press into her.
Kunio paused long enough to see the the rosy blush of shame blossom in her cheeks. Then he began thrusting.
Present time...
As soon as she felt the first thrust, Tsunade had climaxed so hard she forgot where she was.
When she came to, it was to realize that Kunio hadn't actually cum in her, as he was still as thrusting into her, hard as could be. Or did he? It felt like something had been exchanged between them, where they were conjoined. Did she imagine him cumming?
Tsunade felt so weak that she could've just hung there limply, letting Kunio fuck her. But she found herself bucking against him, realizing she was still far from sated.
It wasn't as if he was controlling her body, as Tsunade was now of enough clarity of mind to resume glaring at him. But with every thrust, she quickly felt herself returning to that prior cliff of mind numbing pleasure. Even as she couldn't stop grinding up against him, she knew her movements was from her own doing.
For quite a while, she didn't get to enjoy that feeling of cumming again. Instead. Everytime she came close to that explosive precipice, Tsunade would blank out for a few seconds, regaining awareness to a warm feeling of afterglow, but without the memory of cumming.
That only changed when she felt Kunio himself tense up, and as soon as she felt the first powerful spray of warmth into her quivering womb, Tsunade lost herself again in the bliss of this final, endless, incomprehensible, orgasm.
"Whew, that was great, Hokage-hime, and with that, the seal is finished. Hokage-hime, are you even listening to me? Hime? Hahaha, that's a nice face you're making. Can you guess what A.H-no-jutsu stands for now, Hime? It's actually the same as what A.H stands for in A.H.T.J. Can't you guess what it is, Hime? Hime?"
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