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The Price of Success	By : Shortcake Category: Naruto > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 11494 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Author's note: WARNING! Brutal rape scene. Bondage, torture, mutilation. This is a violent, dark chapter. TRIGGER WARNING!

This was Sakura's moment; the moment of maximum surprise. Ibiki had his belly against her arms and his cock buried in her pussy. Perfect. She was lightning fast. The chakra knife shot out of her hand and wrist in an instant, freeing her hands. She sliced deep into Ibiki’s torso, half gutting him in a second. She pushed herself up and Ibiki off her onto the floor with her left hand and immediately threw the second man into a genjutsu. She cut the bonds from her feet and pounced with her knee on Ibiki’s open, bleeding chest, putting the knife to his throat. “Submit or die?” She demanded.
He started a hand sign, so she cut open his carotid artery. Then grabbed his hands with hers, which also sliced his left hand up. “I guess that’s die then. I would spare you, knowing you are a leaf shinobi, but, your choice.”
“Submit!” The word was loud and clear, though the voice suddenly not confident. “Sakura, don’t kill me!”
Sakura replied coolly, “Okay.” Her voice was now the calm and authoritative one. “I’ll let you live another day.”
She grabbed a rope from the bed and carefully bound his hands together above his head. Ibiki was now clearly in a lot of pain and very frightened. “Sakura… I’m bleeding out. Please.”
She smiled in spite of herself at having turned the tables on him. “Now Ibiki, even you know that you won’t have critical blood loss from that carotid artery for almost five minutes.” She furrowed her brow in thought, “Of course, I must add in the blood loss from your other wounds if I’m to heal you sufficiently that you don’t die on my floor. So hard to think straight when you’ve just had a dick up the pussy.” She reached around for another length of rope and tied his ankles together securely.
She stood for a moment admiring her handiwork. The second man was drooling in her genjutsu while Ibiki was laying on her bedroom floor, his hand and feet bound, his now flaccid cock hanging out of his open fly, a gaping wound in his gut (she noted that she’d sliced into his liver some), and blood was squirting from his open carotid artery.
His voice was hoarse, “Please. Please don’t let me die.”
Sakura sighed, “Well, alright.” She reached up with chakra covered hands and mended the artery swiftly. “This is going to hurt.” She normally didn’t relish a patient’s pain, but this one was different. She moved her healing hands to his liver. She did it fast knowing the intense pain she caused was not dulled by anesthesia.
Ibiki screamed in agony. “I did say it would hurt. And as an added bonus, I did not simultaneously shove a broomstick up your ass. Although… that is an idea…”
Tears ran down Ibiki’s face and he moaned, fearing what the rest of the night might bring. He was right to be afraid.
Sakura hopped to her feet knowing Ibiki still had 3 open wounds and a lot of pain, but he was stable and out of danger for the moment. “First things first though.” She took the mask off the second man. “Raidu! I should have known.” While he drooled in her genjutsu, his erect penis evidence of his enjoyment, she grabbed more rope (they sure did bring plenty of it with them) and tied his arms and hands behind his back then tied his feet, ankles, and thighs tightly with a second length. Leaving him in the genjutsu for the moment she turned her attention back to Ibiki.
She considered her wardrobe for a moment, but figured him being tortured by a naked kunoichi was even more humiliating, so she continued as she was. She paused and used her chakra to heal her toe. The nail was still missing, but it would grow back in time. She pulled Ibiki’s mask off and then stood over him, her feet on either side of his shoulders, giving him an eyeful of her assets. She began, “So, Ibiki, I’m sure of your abilities now knows that I played along with your little game as I did in order to get you to this place. So now we can play my game, right?”
Ibiki sighed, he knew he’d been hacked. “yes.”
Sakura backhanded him hard across the face, but not hard enough to tear his artery open again. “That’s ‘yes, mistress’ to you! You will speak only when spoken to and you will show some respect, is that clear?”
Ibiki winced. “Yes, mistress.”
Sakura pulled her desk chair over and set it down with the legs on either side of Ibiki’s torso. She sat on the edge, spreading her legs wide and idly played with herself as her questioning continued. “Raidu mentioned something at the beginning of our… meeting… that caught my interest. He said that you’d carved the word ‘whore’ on someone. Did you do that?”
“Yes, mistress.” He could hardly believe she was getting off on torturing him. He’d seriously underestimated Sakura. Damn she was so fucking hot. How long had it been since he’d been truly dominated by a woman? God help him.
Sakura continued to play with herself idly. This man was putty in her hands. More proof that seducing men is easy. Well, actually this one had taken a whole lot of effort, but the principle was still simple – find what they like and play into it. She moaned just a bit, “hmmm…. Tell me about that. I’m really starting to… enjoy… hearing these kinds of stories.”
“Y-yes, mistress.” Oh, god, she was the hottest thing he’d ever seen. “Well, Raidu, and I and two of our friends were training a young shinobi in the ways of ANBU. You… you know our methods, so… anyway, after we’d all taken turns on his fine, tight ass, I took my kunai and carved the word ‘whore’, in his back.”
Sakura moaned. She used her free hand to wipe her face and shook her hair out. Then she began idly cupping and stroking her breast as her right hand continued to play amongst her pink curls. She knew the show was an erotic fantasy of his. His dick was getting hard even though he’d lost a pint or so of blood and he had to be in pain. Of course, that might not deter a man like Ibiki. “Oh… that is a sexy story indeed. But… that was so short.” She pouted, “I want to know the details. Tell me, who was with you and what exactly did each of you do? I just must know the details. They get me so… hot.” She looked at him wantonly and licked her lips.
“Yes, mistress.” His heart rate was going up again. Sakura smiled naughtily. “Well, I went first of course. We surrounded and subdued him quickly, tying him up and cutting his pants off. He begged too. Pleaded for his virgin asshole.” Sakura moaned, egging him on. “And I pounded him hard. He screamed so much though and that really excites me, so I came fast. Genma climbed on next. He rode him hard too. Genma likes to pretend he’s a cowboy, so kept saying, ‘yeeha! Giddy-up little pony! You’re my little filly!’”
Sakura moaned deeply, switching her hands around, smearing her juices onto her breasts. “Oh… yes… continue. Give me more.”
“Yes, mistress.” So. Damn. Hot. “So, then Raidu gets on him, and Raidu just fucks blazing fast. Blood is running out the guy’s ass and Raidu just smears it in his face and hair until he came. Raidu screams when he comes too. Like a fucking animal.”
Sakura moaned, sticking a finger into herself and stroking faster. “More!” She commanded, looking down at Ibiki with an erotic mix of authority and sensuality.
“Yes, mistress!” Damn. He’d do anything to see her cum like this, so he continued with the juicy details. “Then Maki jumped on. He’d had to wait the longest, so he didn’t last a minute, but when he finished, he reached around and jerked Shino’s cock, forcing him hard. Then he taunted him, ‘look the pansy likes being ass-raped. Pansy’s all hard.’ Then we started round two.”
Sakura stopped everything, put her hands on her hips, and looked down at Ibiki with a scowl. “Thank you for the information. I see you are excited, though. Let me help you with that.” Sakura put the chair back at the desk as Ibiki’s eyes grew wide. She grabbed the top of his erect penis with her left hand, activated her chakra scalpel, and cut off the top four inches of his member with one slice. Ibiki screamed in horror. Sakura slapped his face hard. “Speak when spoken to!” She stood dangling the end of his cock near his face. Tears ran down the veteran shinobi’s face as he bit his lip to stay quiet.
Sakura taunted him. “If we get you to the hospital in time, Tsunade or Shizune could reattach this for you. You’d only have a tiny scar. Of course, I could do it to, if I felt like it. But you see, I think you need to learn not to shove your penis in where it hasn’t been invited. Now, before we can go to the hospital, I need to verify this information you’ve given me. If I don’t get the same information from Raidu, and quickly, you are going to be about half the man you used to be.” She ripped off a piece of the cloth that was once her nightgown and shoved it in his mouth as a gag.
The proud shinobi whimpered as Sakura took a moment to stop the bleeding from his wounded crotch.
Meanwhile, Raidu was still tied up and under her genjutsu. His cock was rock hard, so at least he was enjoying himself. This should be interesting. Sakura pulled him out of his pants. She stroked his cock three times and he came, screamed, and the genjutstu was broken. He noticed that he was tied up and saw the bloody mess on the floor that was Ibiki. He was thoroughly confused. “Boss?”
Sakura punched him in the gut so hard that she knocked the wind out of him and he fell on his ass. She yelled, “I’m the boss now, you whiny little bitch!”
Raidu gasped for air as she put him on his knees facing her. He did not know how, but she’d totally turned the tables on them. “wh-w-what do you want?” The terrified shinobi asked of the naked scary woman.
She became overtly sweet, petting his hair and face like a small animal pet, “Raidu, Raidu… I just want to ask you a few, simple questions. You can answer some questions for me, right?”
“Sure thing, Sakura.” The shinobi replied quickly.
Sakura backhanded him hard, straining the tendons in his neck. “The correct response is, ‘yes, mistress.’ You will speak only when spoken to and show proper respect! Is that clear?”
“Y-yes, mistress.” Raidu spat out, his face stinging.
Sakura looked at Ibiki, “Are they always this slow witted?” he nodded yes. “No wonder you get so cranky.” She observed.
She turned back to Raidu and held up the severed piece of Ibiki. “Now, Ibiki would like this to be reattached surgically. And as you may know, time is a factor in that sort of procedure. Do you understand?”
Raidu nodded, “Yes, mistress.” He was terrified. It was a well-earned terror.
She liked having him on his knees so he had to stare straight at her lady parts. “Raidu.” She was going slow on purpose and they all knew it. She twirled her fingers in his hair playfully. If he wasn’t in fear for his life it would be sexy. “Oh Raidu, I’ve heard so many things about you. Such delightful, precious stories.” She stroked his face and kissed him gently on the forehead. “Ibiki told me one.” She continued. “he told me a story about how he and you and two other men ass-raped an ANBU initiate and then Ibiki carved the word, ‘whore’ on his back. Raidu, my dear, is that a true story.”
Raidu swallowed hard. They were in deep, deep shit here. “Yes, mistress.”
Sakura smiled and reached down, kissing him on the cheek. “See? My questions are so easy, even you can answer them Raidu.” She played her fingers through his hair some more. “Oh, yes… Tick, tock. The time is passing. I suppose I should ask the next question. Would you like the next question, Raidu?” She teased.
“Yes, mistress.” He answered simply. Oh god, please let this hell end quickly.
Sakura sighed, still running her fingers through his hair. “Raidu, I just have one more question for you. Who were the other two men from that story? Please tell me their names.”
Raidu knew there was no point in lying or stalling, “Yes, mistress. Genma and Maki were with us.”
Sakura clapped her hands with delight. “Genma and Maki!” Ibiki sighed with relief. Raidu was still confused, but apparently, he’d done something right. “Oh Raidu! You have answered me very well. I really should thank you properly before we go to the hospital. Let me think…” Sakura pondered how to thank Raidu for his prompt and respectful answer. Raidu shuddered at the thought of what her thanking might entail. Especially since they all knew every minute counted for Ibiki’s reattachment. Sakura beamed. “I know just the thing. I’m completely naked and you came here for an evening of sexual delights. Now, Raidu, you know girls do talk and they say, well some of them anyway, they say that you have a talented tongue. So, as a special thank you, you can lick me off before we go to the hospital.”
Raidu was still on his knees, so she simply stood right in front of his face. He looked up at her quizzically. She put her hand on top of his head. “Now get to it, no one goes to the hospital until I’ve come on your face.”
Raidu stared at the beautiful pink pussy in front of him. Any other time this would be a delight. But this… This was just humiliating. “Tick, Tock, Raidu.” Sakura twirled her fingers in his hair. Raidu sighed and set his tongue to the business at hand. He kissed, licked and suckled at her clit as tears ran down his face. He did his best to please her quickly and was relieved when a sea of her juices flooded his face and ran down his shirt.
Sakura stepped back, admiring her cum on Raidu’s sad face. “That was adequate Raidu, but you really ought to get some lessons from Anko and Kakashi. They are so much better than you. Kakashi is an amazing lover, if you’re ever really looking for a good time. But, he is picky sometimes. Not sure if he’d let you bottom for him or not.” Sakura looked at them thoughtfully as both men’s eyes begged to be released. “But Raidu, there is something still bothering me. You came here planning to rape and plunder every orifice of my body. You helped Ibiki pin me down and tie me up. You experienced the joy of my genjutsu. There is a price to pay this ‘whore’ for that. And I don’t take checks.”
“wh-what do you want?” Raidu asked hesitantly.
Sakura backhanded him instantly. “Speak when spoken to! Is that hard?”
“No, mistress.” Came his cowed reply.
“I want to be paid with a pound of flesh. And I know just exactly what flesh I want and how I will be paid for my services.”
Sakura went to her medical ninja toolbox and pulled out a vial. She dipped in two needles. She explained, “This is a paralyzing drug, so you’ll see, hear, and feel everything. But you’ll be unable to move for the next 2 hours or so.” She jabbed a needle into each of their necks. Now she really was on the clock. She put Raidu flat on the floor and cut his pants off his ass. Then she grabbed his ball sack, took a kunai, and sliced one of his testicles off into her hand. Then she took it and the severed end of Ibiki’s penis and stuffed them into his anus. She stood up brushing her hands off. “That will do. Payment accepted.”
Hmmm. Now that they were both immobilized, how was she going to get them both to the hospital? She could wear an ANBU mask to hide her face, but she could only carry one at a time. If she had to make two trips she’d be detained for sure. She needed backup. Of course. He’d do anything. With her hand behind her back so her captors could not see the sign, she signaled, and a tiny pink beetle left her hair.
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