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My Master, My Slave	By : Nescafevh Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Itachi/Naruto Views: 24360 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Itachi gently pushed the unconscious boy to lay out on the bench while he eased out of the hot ass. That was better then he had imagined, the boy was an fantastic fuck, helpless, tight even after Kisame, warm and responsive and everything he had wished had gone accordingly to plan.

Faze 2-success.

He had no illusions about what would happen when the boy woke up. He wouldn’t suddenly be his willing slave and let him do anything and everything to him willingly. THIS had only been a seed, a seed of submission and doubt to plant inside the boy and make him more open and willing. He needed training and trust first. The trust was next. The trust was the earth and water and the training would be the sunlight.

After cleaning himself up then the boy he left the room for what he needed for the next part.

Conscious came back on him slowly. He lay were he was and took stock of everything. His body felt clean and unbound except for those metal bands around his wrists and ankles. He cautiously opened his eyes to find himself alone, the bench replaced with a double bed with clean sheets he currently lay between.

Breathing in he smelt an heavenly smell he hadn’t in so long. Flinging aside the sheet he moved to look. On the table was two steaming bowls of ramen. Without hesitation he ate ravenously. Once he had finished he returned to the bed.

He frowned, why had the bastards brother cleaned him and put him in a proper bed and fed him? The others hadn’t cared. His frown deepened, he had said that he would care for him if he submitted, was this some sort of reward?

His ass throbbed, reminding him of what had happened before he blacked out. Remembering his lust and desire, the feel of the man’s hands on him, his cock pounding into him struck him in a way those others hadn’t. He immediately went hard again, by himself, no one else touching or forcing him.

He groaned, no, this couldn’t be happening, not after what he had been through.

But his ass felt empty, his cock painfully hard and his nipples needed to be stroked, they just had too! Without his own control one hand wondered down to flick his left nipple, just as the man had and he gasped. As if encouraged by his own reaction his right hand wondered down to close fingers around his cock. Pulling hard he gasped in pleasure, back arching slightly. The left hand moved back and forth, one after the other, flicking and pinching his nipples and the right moving faster over his cock.

Unbidden came images behind his lids when he closed his eyes, images of that big cock, memories of it’s salty taste, the thick liquid hitting the back of his throat, the same liquid flooding his ass and bowels as he came deep inside him. But it wasn’t enough, he needed......

Flipping over in the bed he spied something beside the bed table, an jar, an thick clear liquid. Fumbling he scooped out two thick globs, one either hand. One he rewrapped around his cock and with his butt raised from the bed he stuck the other hand, one finger at a time, into his ass, searching for THAT spot, bitting the pillow against the scream as he found it. Then he was away, pumping and thrusting inside himself biting the pillow against his screams of pleasure and lust, his desire riding him for harder and harder.

Finally he felt the elusive peak approaching and with an muffled whimper of “master” he came onto the mattress and sheet under him, collapsing weakly while he panted, body shaking with aftershocks and weakness of his effort. Uncaring for his own seed staining the sheet under him and his groin, the lube shinning on and in his ass he felt himself falling back to sleep disappointed. It wasn’t as good as with his master.

A few hours later he was awoken by the feel of lips against his, gentle and caring. Opening his eyes to find black lashes and hair framing their faces like a veil, an body crouched over his while he lay on his back. Seeing his open eyes the figure drew back enough to look into his face fully, smiling “how do you feel?”

“I...” he didn’t know what to say “Thanks for the food?”

“You’re welcome, I was the one who brought all your meals in case you forgot. I wasn’t going to let them starve you just because they didn’t know what to do with you.”

“But why?”

He shrugged “I just couldn’t let them” he leaned down and tenderly kissed him again, easing the sheet away from his body, frowning then smiling cheekily when he saw the dry seed and lubed opening. However instead of saying anything about it he moved down to lick at the stains on the half-hard cock. “you were wonderful last night, my little lover” he said as he licked it again, watching the boy suck in a sharp breath and arch his body, “I know we were a little naughty, but you must understand, the others were watching so I had to act.”

“So, it was all an act for their benefit?” he managed to hiss as he arched his hips off the bed, thrusting his cock closer to his mouth.

“Of course not” he took the tip in to suck briefly before moving up to kiss him again, one hand capturing his cheek and making him look at him directly in the eyes “you ARE mine, and you WILL be my little slave, but I meant the violence. I will own you, but it will be by your choice” then he guided the mouth back to tenderly kiss him again.

The boys breathing sped up and he moaned into his mouth, cock going fully hard at the feel of his masters body lowering to touch his, to trap him to the bed. His legs opened to let him inside them, raising to hook his feet behind his hips. However the long haired brunette immediately pushed them back down onto the bed firmly and when he obeyed he was rewarded.

He pulled from the mouth and gasped long and loud as that hard thick rod slid into place inside his still lubed ass, filling him up and out twice as more as the night before even painfully, but he didn’t care, that emptiness was gone. The man dragged his head back to his and locked lips again.

For long minutes they just kissed and tongue-dueled until his minuet movement spurred the other into action. He clenched his ass around the long cock.

Hands locked to the others shoulders, mouths locked and eyes closed they moved, the Uchiha over him thrusting tenderly up into him and the boy clenching around him and crying out between their mouths, legs shaking as they stayed where they were put but he fought the urge to put them back around his waist.

The brunette pulled his mouth away, moaning “my pet, god you’re so warm and hot. Tell me how I feel inside you.”

“Master” he moaned “please, you’re so hard and stretch me so much” his head tossed on the pillow “it wasn’t like this last night, why are you so big now? Please....Master.”

“Kisame stretched you out last night when he used you” the brunette explained, licking an nipple and making him cry out “but you healed from that, just as you healed from all the others and you will from me” he sucked a nipple again “every time I take you now will be like I’m taking your virginity over and over again.”

“I want that” he moaned as the cock filled him completely again and again “to forget those others and have you take my virginity every time. I want to belong to you and you alone, Master” he was rewarded with a sharp jerk inside him and the slight feel of teeth on his nipple.

“You want to be mine?” he asked the boy, taking his head and forcing him to look into the tender and gentle eyes filled with lust and arousal “will you take my mark and my training? Will you become my slave in every way and submit fully to me? I can’t keep you otherwise, the others won’t believe we are lovers or care for each other, but if you are my slave and submit fully to me, take me willingly and eagerly and do everything I say-even if it means submitting to THEIR lusts once a month or letting me fuck you in front of them-and go through BDSM training, they will allow me to keep you and with me.” He looked desperate “take my training and accept my domination, or they will separate us and keep you themselves, take my mark and my domination!”

All stilled as they looked into each others eyes, Itachi making his eyes completely sincere and desperate as the boy searched them with his own. After what seemed like ten minutes but was really ten seconds the boy spoke “how will you mark me?”

He blinked in surprise “is that a yes?”

“Yes” the blonde smiled “you fed me when you didn’t have to, you cleaned me up so tenderly after each time they...” he swallowed at the memory “and you care enough about me to not only take me on as a responsibility to keep me away from them without supervision, but actually give me pleasure. I trust you, I shouldn’t but I do.”

Phase three complete.

“How will you mark me?” He asked again “if I heal from whatever they-or YOU-will do?”

“It will involve an very precise combination of Chakra, your submission and my seed, my chakra to create the mark, your submission allows your body to accept it and my seed will ensure your body accepts ONLY me, it will strengthen the mark and ensure it remains.” By the boy submitting to him during the marking it would also cement his place in the Masterslave relationship. Submitting during the marking meant from then on he would always be Itachi’s and his submissive, the training would only train the mind what the body and instincts would already knew. The mark was not only to ensure he belonged to Itachi indefinitely, it would mean if he was taken back by his fellow Leaf ninja Itachi could not only easily track and find him, he could call him back to him, the boy’s vast chakra was now his to use, so would the nine tails. The Nine tails would obey it’s hosts master, not the Akatasuki’s leader.

“What do we do then?” the boy looked determined.

Drawing out Itachi guided the boy onto his stomach flat on the bed, hiking up his ass and speaking softly “for this to work there is a few things you need to know first.”

“What?”

“You MUST fully submit to me, let go of everything and just feel, feel me using you and that submission must be everything in your mind and body. MY lust must come first, I have to dominate you completely, all that I must feel is lust, superiority and ownership of you. I MUST cum first and only and after placing my mark here” he traced a pattern over his entire back from shoulder blades to ass cheeks “I will need to add a layer of my cum to the chakra on the mark, it’s what strengthens the mark enough so your body won’t reject it, that will hurt, BAD since it’s foreign chakra inside you and overriding your own. However you MUST stay submissive during it.”

“If you’re saying you have to rape me and I have to submit to it during and after then okay, just tell me what to do.”

“You can’t cum, this is for me only, meaning I’ll have to tie your wrists and ankles so you can’t move during. This type of mark was used by Mist nin previously to turn captured prisoners into loyal spies.”

He frowned “how are you going to tie my wrists and ankles to a bed?”

“I’ll show you” using chakra repressing rope he tied the boy’s wrists together and looped it around the headboard. Then after tying his ankles together he used an long belt that went all the way around the bed to bind the body thighs to the mattress and still so the end result was he was stretched out in the arms, face to the side of the pillow and legs tightly bound to the bed while his ass was hiked high into the air. With his ankles together his asshole was closed to him.

Climbing up onto the mattress with feet on either side of his bound legs, Itachi grasped his hips and positioned himself “are you ready? Are you sure you want to go through with this?” he began washing out the lube “we can’t have anything between us or it won’t work. My chakra must feel raw flesh on flesh or it won’t seem fully dominating.”

“Just do it.”

Without warning Itachi thrust forward, hearing the boy cry out in pain at the raw entrance and his tight closed hole being forced wide open around the huge thick flesh. The huge cock speared him open and made him shake in agony of the entrance. On Itachi’s end the feel of that tight dry hole vibrating in pain around him made him moan, this was even better than the first time! He managed enough control to moan out “I’m ready, remember slave, submit to me. If you have to cry, do so it will help. If you want to help, do it and talk to me, tell me how much it hurts and so on, it might help you submit and me dominate.”

“It hurts” he moaned “you’re so hard and deep it hurts!”

Itachi thrust again “good slave, keep going, tell how deep I am, how much of my sex slave you are, call me master, beg for it to hurt. Remember when Pain fucked you, imagine that agony and submitting to him, imagine just letting him have his way with you.”

The boy let out an sharp pain-filled cry and his body trembled “master, use me, master, I love your cock fucking me, I need it deeper inside me, so deep it’ll never come out, fill me with your cock and lust, paint my insides with your cum, mark me inside and out as your property.” Itachi began to thrust harder, his cock purposely avoiding that spot inside him, instead hitting him where he wished.

“”Hurt me master, fuck me, use your slave.” This spurred him on.

Able to let go for once, Itachi began to pound violently, using the entire strength in his ninja-trained body behind his thrusts and soon began to speak himself “feel me inside you, slave, you are MINE, my property and MY slave to use however I wish, whenever I wish. I will use you however I wish, whenever I wish. If you submit to me you will never feel like you once were. I will take who you were and make you nothing but my slave to sate my lusts and desires on,” he leaned forward and began to pound deeper and harder, feeling the blood starting to leak out of the asshole around his pounding cock stoked his lusts to an uncontrollable level and without another word he started brutally using the body beneath him.

The boy was crying out, unable to move, helpless to his lusts.

Itachi was almost completely out of control for the first time in his life, his lust and overwhelming pleasure causing him to loose concentration of a few brief moments. However the feel of the boy under him fully submitting finally and becoming lose and plaint and his building peak forced him to drag his hard won control back again.

With an grunt of lust he leaned down over the boy’s back and reached out with a trembling hand, chakra encasing his fingers as he slowly moved two of them around the skin of the boy’s back, tracing an large circular pattern on the back, followed by more lines until he had an charka mark of his Mongekyu on the skin, holding the boy hard to the bed as he howled and thrashed at the agony of another's chakra burning into his skin and flesh.

Letting go of his control he began to pound violently again, using his hips, cock and the tight bloody ass to force the boy to stop his resistance, forcing him to cry out again and go limp, shaking in his bonds in agony and shock.

“Submit to me, slave” he grunted as he drove like an machine on full speed into the bloody tight hot ass “give up everything you are, everything you want and everything you need and submit to your master.”

“Master, please, master” the boy started to chant it through his pain as if trying to remind himself of what he was doing. Itachi was getting closer to his peak, he wanted so badly to come inside that hot tunnel, he wanted to fill his slave to overflowing with his seed and mark him-inside as well as out-as HIS (Uchiha’s were an incredibly possessive bunch when they wanted something) but knew he couldn’t, at least not right NOW.

With as much control as he could he placed the necessary seals and marks around the first, one over each shoulder blade and each butt cheek. This time the boy didn’t struggle, just sobbed in pain as his body was repeatedly jerked forward in his bonds and his ass was violated over and over.

The sight of those tears, the blood oozing from the hole and his own bloody cock pushing in and out of the boys hole brought Itachi to his peak finally and with the last of his will he was able to pull out, push the boy’s butt down so he lay flat on the bed and crouch over his back so his seed would splash out of him and directly over the center of the symbol in an seemingly endless flood, grunting as each long stream left him to settle directly on the skin, arousing him more.

While the rest continued to leave him he managed to lean forward and spread it over the entire thing in an thin shinny layer, shaking whenever an new spurt left him to spread that as well. When it finally petered out he lay his hand, covered in a layer of his own cum and chakra, firmly over the center of the entire thing and spoke two words softly.

The symbol reacted, the larger one glowing both red and blue-the boy and the demons lingering chakra-while his own shone from the ones over the shoulder blades and buttocks.

The boy screamed, eyes wide and tear-filled.

Itachi released the straps and ropes, allowing him to turn onto his side, Itachi watching as the three chakra’s merged together, flooding his body. He could actually see it moving through his chakra coils, into his blood and traveling through his entire body.

When it reached the boy’s cock he instantly got harder than he had ever seen anyone.

Knowing what was necessary for this to complete, Itachi flipped the boy onto his back and took the cock in his mouth and sucked hard, forcing the boy to scream again and cum violently down his throat.

The cum, filled with the three joined chakra, filled Itachi’s body, instantly burning away any sickness from his body and restoring his eyes to full powerful glory. It also linked him to his uke, making HIS power his and ensuring no one was able to take him away, allowing him control over his slave’s healing (so if he was injured he could force him to heal, or not) and his life would ever be his.

He didn’t have much time left, tomorrow night he would have to prove his slave was HIS or he would loose him, meaning once he was recovered, they would have to immediately move on to the BDSM training.

He watched his new slave thrash uncomfortably, crying out in pain and fear, and was struck with the sudden overwhelming need to comfort him, the need to see and holding his dear brother again as he had when he was young. So since Sasuke wasn’t there he sat on the bed and pulled the boy into his lap, cradling him, ignoring the pain of the symbol burning into his naked skin on his back and rocked him, speaking soothing words about how proud he was, that it would soon be over, and how he would feel so much better afterwards and that from then on he and Itachi would always be together, he would forever be his precious pet and he would take care of him.

Both hands rose, one after the other, and the fingers closed convulsively around his free shoulder the thrashes soon easing and the boy dropped into an exhausted sleep.

After holding him just a little longer Itachi moved, fetching everything he needed to clean the boy inside and out, concentrating the boy’s healing into the right areas and then after changing the sheets he tucked him tenderly up into the bed while he stepped into the shower himself and worked out what he would need first and what food to get him. He would lace the ramen with an simple sleeping drought and then take him to the little room downstairs he had created, filled with bondage and various other items he needed.

What to start with, though? What would be good enough to start him off with, but not so much it alarmed or scared him beyond responding. He had to be careful in the start not to lean towards anything the others put him through or he risked not only damaging the trust between them but breaking him too early.

If he just broke the boy up front, he would end up with nothing more than an automated robot, willing to do his will and nothing more.

If he was 'rescued' by his friends he would obey like the robot he was-or even may be 'fixed' and he'd loose an sex slave.

On the other hand if he was to be slowly broken, trained, with the care of an nurturing 'caring' master, the effects would be different. The forcible rapes and attempts to master him hadn't worked, only made him rebel more, but having known the boy before he massacred his clan gave Itachi an advantage.

He had noticed as he grew the exposure to fox chakra had affected the boy in more ways than others realized. The boy was more fox than normal, meaning he needed a strong mate to master him, but also the care of a proper seme. To make himself the boys proper mate, with all the intense loyalties of his uke and master, he needed to ease the boy into the BDSM side, show him he would be cared for and his willing submission would be rewarded with love and protection.
Wait, he had those.......

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