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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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Slowly the black faded out, making him moan and come to. Just like that first time he took careful stock of his body and surroundings. No sound whatsoever around him, no breathing, no other noise then the recognizable hum of an refrigerator.
Again he felt clean and tended too, laying warmly and comfortably between the sheets, the sheet under him cool against his overly hot back.
Opening his eyes he looked around, spying an different jar by the bed-this one green-and a note propped up against it labeled with "my little pet".
Blushing he reached for it.
To my precious little pet, (he glowed at this).
I have been called away on a mission and was forced to leave you before you awoke. However it should only take a few hours at the most and I was promised another day with you in return. I will return to you immediately once completed, nothing will keep me from your side (again he glowed happily).
There is a kitchenette across from you, feel free to eat and drink anything you wish from it (his stomach growled loudly) and I suggest you sleep as much as possible, your training will take up A LOT of both our time when I return.
Do not try to leave the den, I have surrounded our area of base with powerful security seals and jutsu's, I do not trust my fellow members not to use my being gone to have another try for you, especially Pein (he shuddered at this) if you can not sleep and get bored, there are some scrolls on the table with what to expect from your training. Study them closely and tell me when I return what you think you'd enjoy.
Just remember, you are not just my pet, you are a ninja, and ninja's-especially demon vessels-have an higher threshold of pain than civilians, if they can learn to thrive on it, YOU most definitely can, you have been through so much in your short life. But do not fear, from now on you are protected, care for and accepted. You are MINE and an Uchiha-a PROPER UCHIHA-never betrays those he's supposed to protect. (he frowned, something about this comment made him realize he was hiding something of importance).
Sleep safe and wait for me my pet. Your caring master
Uchiha Itachi
With a smile he set aside the note and rose, heading for the refrigerator. His grin widened even more when he found three take-out containers of his beloved ramen, a warm glow going through him when he realized his master had risked his life to enter the village to buy these for him.
His trust in his master increased at this knowledge.
After heating it in the microwave he placed the containers on the table and decided to read while he ate. The more he ate and read, the more his eyes widened, his master wanted HIM to do that!? He didn’t know if that was possible for someone like him!
But he continued to read despite his feelings on it, because his master wanted him too.
It wasn’t until his head almost slammed into the table that he realized just how tired he was. He had used up a LOT of energy since his capture and had eaten less than he normally did. So after quickly polishing off the last of the ramen and grabbing a couple of apples to finish he curled up in bed and quickly nodded off.

It was hours later he slowly and thickly awoke to find himself in a different place to where he started, no longer curled up in bed, but instead tied with his hands stretched above him and legs spread eagled. “Master” he moaned, thinking he had returned to start his training.
Instead he heard a familiar laugh “so glad you are finally recognizing who you belong to, my slave.”
Stepping in front of him him was an familiar red head, naked, a whip in hand and cock huge and throbbing.
“YOU BASTARD!!!” he yelled, thrashing in his bonds “You can’t touch me! I belong to my master and you’ll never be him!! Let me go or you”ll be sorry!!”
“Really?” the red head grinned, slapping his leg with the whip “I sent your master on a LLOOONNNGG mission. He won’t be back for weeks if ever and by the time he DOES return I wouldn’t have broken you and claimed you as mine. You will be mine and no one elses and after I have had my fun I will dispose of that troublesome Uchiha and have you as my slave.”
“NO!!” he thrashed harder, angry and desperate, scared of being at the red headed’s mercy once more, desperately calling out in his mind and soul for the one who now owns him, begging him to save him, swearing to do anything and everything he ever wanted if he saved him from this man and what he would do to him.
Unknown to him, the mark now covering his back, was reacting to his fear, call and terror, calling to the one that owned the body, summoning him back to his pet with an feeling of overwhelming foreboding.
“Shut up, slave!” the man lashed out with the whip, striking him across the chest, thighs and dick, making his back arch as he screamed in pain. The red head followed it up with more, one after the other, making him scream each time and as each blow became harder as the red head grew more excited, blood began to draw.
What followed was hours of torture, the man whipped him, injected him with potions that caused him to feel everything more intensely-especially pain, he used brands, dildo’s, vibrators, bondage, along with various other other devices while trying to force the boy to call him master, but only getting an babbling “no,no,no, no” over and over again. He put ring gags in his mouth so he could force him to suck him off, cumming down his throat multiple times, force him to drink a potion that kept him conscious no matter the pain or shock, cumming on his face and chest, but every time he tried to touch the boy’s back with whip, cum or any sort of potion or jutsu, it seemed to burn right off.
Finally, after what seemed like days of torture and pain and cum and blood, The man yanked out the dildo currently inside the boy’s ass and with one forward thrust, slammed inside. The boy screamed through his ball gag, eyes filled with tears, unable to believe he was back here now. Where was his master? He thought he’d save him, hadn’t he promised that?!
Further thought was cut off as the man began to pound violently inside him, making him scream and cry with every forward thrust, fingers digging bruisingly into hips as he forcibly yanked him back, the pain, the fear, it was finally too much and he couldn’t hold on anymore, he broke, sobbing loudly tears flowing down his cheeks as he was once again taken against his will by a man only concerned about his own pleasure.
When he finally slammed balls-deep and came inside him he screamed again.
He was then forced onto his back over a table, wrists and ankles chained the the legs, while he slammed in again and again, having his way with his bloody tortured body again, grinning at the tear-stained broken face.
He used him again and again in multiple positions, each one worse than the one before.
His back suddenly started to burn on the tenth time.
At first he thought the red head had found a new torture, maybe a way to remove his true master’s mark, but then, on his hands and knees, he FELT him, right in front of him.
Slowly an tear stained bloody face rose to look at the doorway to the cell.

His master stood there, clothes torn and bloody, wounds and slashes covering visible parts of the body through the clothes, face and hands spattered with blood and mud, face furious as eyes locked to the red head-too preoccupied to notice his audience.
Ashamed irrationally, he lowered his eyes from the furious figure and let out a broken sob. His master was angry with him that he hadn't tried to escape the abuse of his body and soul, both of which belonged rightly to him.
However the mark warmed and he felt a brief comforting hand to his face as his master passed him towards the figure of his rapist and abuser.
The next thing he knew he was hearing the dull crack of bones breaking and the thrusts stopped abruptly as an limp figure fell across his back. Gently the weight was lifted from him, crying out from behind the gag in pain and overwhelming relief as the limp cock was pulled out and his bonds were released and the ball-gag removed.
Instantly he collapsed onto the table, limp and weak from the hours of torture, pain and high emotions, mentally as well as physically drained, staring at the ceiling vacantly, panting heavily, trying to force air into pained lungs through an agonized chest and sides.
When gentle but firm hands grasped at him it all flooded back and he panicked with cries of "please" , thrashing, crying "Master!? Master please help me!!" and screaming "no!" as he was pulled towards the edge, babbling over and over again.
Soft words came to him as he was pulled into an chest and arms, words of comfort and care, soothing, but it wasn't the words that froze him but the sound of an familiar heartbeat as his ear was pressed to the chest, an heartbeat he had only heard once before but deep down inside part of him had come to recognize as safety and comfort.
He froze and looked up into the face of the one whom held him.
Blood and mud stained the pale face, lips lines of pain and exhaustion mixed with barely banked fury and guilt. The long hair was thick with the same substance as on the face and hung in clumps and tangles. The eyes were filled with guilt and haunted by his torment, the Sharingan spinning in fury whenever the eyes strayed to the table behind him.
Long marks on the face either side of the nose was almost invisible due to the red and brown covering.
Master! Master HAD come for him and been nearly killed just to save him!
He clutched the figure closer, pushing his head into the chest, but then a sudden thought made his head spin to look around them, where was the red head? What would happen to his precious master for stopping his rape and torture.
There, in an crumbled heap on the filth-covered table, was the naked red head and even from his position curled up in his masters arms he could see that the angle of the head was wrong, bones of the neck snapped cleanly the heavily head hanging limply off the spine. The eyes, clouded over and vacant, definitely dead.
Panic filled him again, only this time not for himself. The man was the leader of this group, if the others found out...."master you.....!"
"It doesn't matter, pet."
"But......" couldn't he see they would turn on and try to kill him for what he had done?
“He broke the rules first, pet and so he didn’t deserve to live. NO ONE takes what’s mine and if the others are smart, they’ll learn from it.” He turned from the table and left the room after pulling him closer, “come, pet, let me care for you.” Trembling he allowed his master to carry him away, trying hard to hold back the sobs until they were alone back at their home.
As they left the room and headed upstairs they heard whispering around them getting louder as the reached the open meeting area. Here Itachi stopped and spoke loudly to the eyes watching them “Pein has broken the rules and therefore void any right to touch my pet. Furthermore if I ever seen or hear about him in any way near my pet he will void his life, only THIS time I will leave nothing behind to bring back.
You all helped him or did nothing to prevent the violation of my pet so have also void you’re own right to him. The only one innocent in this and therefore allowed contact and use of my slave is Kisame.” The sharkman glared at the others, to him what they had done was akin to an shark stealing anothers prey, and one thing he hated was loosing prey.
“Mark my words” the Uchiha glared at each member, Sharingan spinning “If I EVEN THINK any of you are thinking of touching my pet without my permission I will not hesitate to remove you from this life.”
“You CAN’T change the rules! You haven’t proven you.....”
The Sharingan spun full force on the speaker “we each made an deal, Pein tried to reap my hard work and take my pet from me, so he void’s his chance, what sort of new world are we trying to bring if our own leader is breaking his own rules?”
Whispers started among the group at this point.
“I am taking my pet to be cared for, you have your warning and I hope you stress to Pein what will happen when he’s brought back if he crosses me again.”
With that he turned and left the room for his section of base.

Kisame followed, asking if he could do anything to help.
Feeling his slave tense in his arms Itachi told him no and he would see him later, he would not be seen for at least a week while he tried to repair the damage done by the red head. Kisame told him to call if he needed anything and left them.
Once inside their rooms Itachi took his slave straight to the shower and when he wouldn’t let go of him, he shredded what was left of his clothes and took them both inside under the warm spray. Sitting on the floor he nursed his pet while he finally broke down fully and let himself go, body shuddering violently with sobs, clutching the Uchiha’s shoulders in an fierce grip, head pressed close to his chest, the water from the shower head running down over them to wash away blood, mud and other nasty things.
How long they sat there under the spray neither knew but neither protested as they tried to get over their experiences and almost loosing each other. Finally Itachi stood and gently placed the exhausted boy on his feet against the wall so he could soap and wash both of them, gently shampooing and conditioning his slave with his own collection, then giving the boy an enema to wash out the foreign seed before sitting him on the edge of the tub and drying him, concentrating the boy’s healing to the much needed areas.
He then placed him in the kitchen, making the boy some soup and feeding him before putting him to bed, curling his warm body around him protectively and also dropping into an exhausted sleep.
He was awoken later by thrashing and muffled cries of pain and terror to find his slave having an nightmare.
Gently he awoke him, mouth to his to muffle the scream as he was violently thrust back into the real world. He held him while he shook and tried to recover, remembering what had happened and started to brake down again. While he sobbed he gently licked up the tears, kissing him every now and again, one hand gently pulling at the cock until it was full and thick and throbbing between the legs.
“Master” he moaned between tears “I’m sorry, I don’t deserve you as my master, I don’t deserve to serve you.”
“What gave you that idea, pet?”
“I didn’t try to escape, I let him rape me, I let him claim what was yours alone. It was just that I couldn't’t move, it was like my legs and arms wouldn't’t work. I don’t even know how he got inside.”
“That wasn’t your fault, pet, I should have known Pein would have another way into my rooms I didn’t know about. As for your limbs not working, that was partly MY fault and partly Pein. I put an sedative into your ramen so you would be asleep when I returned and I could tie you up and start you bondage training. Pein must of found you sedated and taken advantage of you being unable to fight back.
Nothing of what happened was your fault, pet, never believe that. Put blame where it is due, straight on Pein.”
“But....”
“No, listen to your master here, pet, don’t blame yourself-ever. You are mine and will do as I say.”
“Yes master” he relaxed, moaning as the hand on his cock twisted slightly, blurring his mind with pleasure. He felt slight tugging below his balls and before he knew it something tight was locked around his base under his balls “master?!”
“I can’t train you in bondage quiet yet after what you just have been through, but there is other training you will need. One is to control your own pleasure.” He showed his own strapped cock “I will train you to control your pleasure and orgasms, pet, so you won’t need an cock ring to hold it back, by the time we are finished here, you will orgasm on command and hold back your peak when ordered. I will not allow you to cum or rest until I can just order you to cum and you can immediately obey.”
Master?!” he was unsure and a little scared.
Pushing him onto his back he spread his legs and an gently fingered the opening, something wet and thick on his tips “You are MY pet, I need to reclaim you from the claim that bastard laid on you.”
As the thick wide cock slid deep inside him slowly he gasped loudly, head being thrown back as his body cried out for his master’s claim, his asshole again tight and throbbing around and for his master’s dick. His body screamed for his master to pound him, to thrust that bastard out and replace the foriegn claim with his own, to again fill him to the brim with his seed and cum. He wanted his master to take him just like the other had, to replace every memory with one of his master exactly the same.
He found himself begging for it, begging his master to tie up his arms and legs so he couldn’t move and fuck him out, fuck his body until he could no longer remember the other’s actions.
His master paused, cock fully embedded “are you sure, pet? You won’t be forcing yourself to please me?”
“Please, master, pound him out of me, make me forget about his violence with your cock and cum.”
“Alright” he slowly drew out to grab some chakra rope and an ring gag. “but if it gets to you, I want you to pull my hair, that is our signal.”
“Yes master” he said obediently.
Spread-eagled on the bed he was tied to the frame, ring-gag in his mouth. Then his master was sliding deep again, all the way up inside him, hitting that spot inside that made him gasp and tense in the ropes. His master wasted no time in thrusting deep, using his grip on the shoulders to push himself deeper and harder, grunting and groaning as he pounded away. His cock thickened even more in the ring as his master took him, causing him to cry out in abandon and lust. His master was inside him, fucking him hard.
As his peak approached his master leaned over to whisper in his ear “do you want me to cum inside you, slave? Do you want me to fill you up?”
He could only moan, he was so close!
“My cum is not just for you, pet, you have to earn it. I will cum inside you every time you manage to stop yourself from orgasming, but for every time you fail, you will loose it. If you manage to hold it back or even stop it three times successfully, I will cum inside your mouth and even suck you off. If you hold it off four times I will cum so deep inside you, you will feel it every time you move.”
He moaned, how could he?!
His master pushed up hard twice and he cried out as the cock rammed his insides in a way that made him tremble from hands to feet and writhe.
“If you hold off your peak through every position I put you through, I’ll not only make sure my cum stays inside you-fresh and deep for the rest of the week but I’ll get Kisame to bring you ten bowls of your choice of ramen.” This seized his attention, TEN bowls of ramen and masters cum staying inside him!!! His master was continuing though “for every time you fail, I will not only stay in that position until you do, but I’ll take away one bowl.”
NO! No ramen! He couldn’t disappoint master, he WANTED his master’s come inside him just as much as he wanted that ramen!!
Master began to pound him, making him gasp and tremble. He was so close, how was he supposed to hold it back?
It took three times before he was able to hold back his orgasm in the first position.
The second position-on his front with legs tied closed-took four.
On hands and knees took six.
Riding master took three as well.
By the time master came in his mouth he was sobbing, feeling like a failure.
“What is the matter, pet?” master gathered him into his arms and held him close.
“I failed, master” he sobbed “I couldn’t hold it off and you are upset with me.”
“What makes you think so, pet?”
“It took me so long to hold it back and you didn’t cum inside me. I wanted to feel your cum wet inside me. You said you’d cum so deep inside me I would never get it out and you’d make sure I felt it wet and fresh for the rest of the week.”
“You did please me pet for your first time, however there will be multiple times in the next week where you will get to feel my cum deep inside you permanently.” At the boys crushed look he moved him onto his hands and knees again, moving his still tied wrists to stretch out, knees tightly together and leaned over to purr in his ear “remember this position, pet? Remember when I forced myself inside you and used you like the slave you are? Remember when I forcibly pounded you with my cock and marked you as mine? Remember the feel of my cum filling you up to the brim so much it filled your bowls and leaked out your ass with your blood?”
He cried out, body shuddering in the memory as he tried to force back the orgasm that nearly struck him.
“Do you want that again, pet, do you want me inside you, pounding your hole like the slave you are, filling you to overflowing with my cum?”
“Master!” he cried in desire and need “use me master! Pound me so hard I never get you out and fill me so your cum forever marks me as yours!”
“If you don’t cum, if you hold it back, I’ll not only forget about all other failures but give you your reward, BOTH of them."
The look on the boy's face was so pathetically excited and grateful he had to smile. His slave was so cute, then the smile faded somewhat-and he had almost lost that to that red headed bastard.
Maybe it was time he abandoned his mission and.....
No, he couldn't do that, even if it meant his slave was trapped in this life forever. Sometimes the safety and lives of the many outweighed the few.
Besides, he had already vandalized the plans by linking his life to the nine-tailed. When it came down to it their plans were already ruined. No one knew he was now in command of the fox through it's ex-host, and with the eight-tailed seemingly untouchable they would be incapable of completing their master plan.
All he had to do was stay alive and with his slave until the end-which pretty much ruined his plans for Sasuke. But maybe he should change that. Tell his little brother the truth finally. He knew deep down inside that despite all his genius and plans he had been a coward, avoiding his brother NOT because his brother wasn't ready yet, but he was too cowardly to confront him and die, despite his sickness.
Maybe he could return to one of the abandoned bases under the pretense he could no longer trust his companions and would require isolation to complete his slaves training, leave a trail for him only the Sharingan could see-of course then he risked the Copy-nin seeing it, not his brother.....
He was definitely not ready to face anyone from Kohona yet about what he'd done to the blonde. He would have to explain how it was the only way to save him, how he had been raped and WAS about to become nothing but a sex toy to the entire Akatsuki, how by claiming the boy as his 'pet' he was in fact able to protect him from the others and ensure he had protection and kindness from SOMEONE.
By trying to preserve the boy's soul and spirit despite what he was being put through he was also ensuring should anything happen to him-like Sasuke or another-the boy would be able to survive to find another master, his mark would fade away after he died, allowing another like he to claim him. And by encouraging the boy's spirit and trying to heal Pein's damage he ensured he found the RIGHT sort of master.
However he not only had no intention of dying, not for a while now, and he still had a lot of healing and training the boy yet.
When he lured Sasuke to him, he'd need to trap him in an genjutsu so he could explain without being spied on or have anyone eves-drop on their conversation. Perhaps he should SHOW him what happened that day and the events leading up to it.....
"Master?" the small voice rocked him out of his thoughts. He blinked at the face in front of him for a few seconds then gently kissed him "I'm sorry, pet. I shouldn't be ignoring you here, should I. Sometimes I can't turn my mind off though."
"I know" he smiled under him "you were thinking of Sasuke weren't you, of telling him everything."
Itachi looked startled "how did you..."
"It's in your eyes. I wasn't born as dumb as I act. I'm actually pretty smart. I learned when I was young if I wanted to escape being beaten and accused of being Kyuubi to act stupid. After a while it just became second nature to be an idiot then actually think about anything."
He had seen the boy in battle, if that was him acting dumb then just how intelligent was he? What advantages would he have if he trained his mind as well as his body?
Now that he thought about it, he remembered only seeing the boy with TWO jutsu's. He seemed more of an bruiser than an ninja, even Academy-class jutsu's had seemed beyond him. Could Kohona really have failed the boy THAT much?
He had seen the boy use more jutsu's when possessed by the nine tailed then in all the times he had watched him, did he refuse to learn them due to acting an idiot, or was it he hadn't been taught like everyone else-or he COULDN'T?
"How many jutsu's DO you know, my pet?" he purred, licking the ear while his hand resumed on the cock, thrusting his hips deeper inside.
"Jutsu's?" he stuttered, moaning under him as the head hit THAT SPOT over and over again.
"Yes, pet, how many jutsu's do you know that you can successfully do? Without Kyuubi's help and chakra."
"Um....." he writhed under him "wa...water and tree walking, Rasengan and Rasenshuriken, Kage Bushin......."
"Anything else?"
“All Directions Shuriken, Big Ball Rasengan, Clone Body Blow, Clone Spinning Heel Drop, Combination Transformation, Harem Technique, Mini-Rasenshuriken, Multiple Shadow Clone, Uzumaki Combo, Uzumaki Two Thousand Combo, Harem Technique, Twin Rasenshuriken, Typhoon Water Vortex, Ultra-Big Ball Rasengan, Ultra-Many Spiraling Serial Spheres, Uzumaki Formation, Shadow Shuriken, Spiraling Absorption Sphere, Spiraling Strife Spheres, Scorch Release: Halo Gale Jet Black Arrow Style Zero, Sexy Technique, Sexy Technique: Pole Dance and Nice Body....”he gasped in at an particularly deep thrust.

But all those are variants of the basic four you know, aren’t they, pet. Really you only know about four.”
“Master!” he cried as the Uchiha followed it up by slamming into his prostate.
“Answer me pet. If you can’t answer any question I may have while I fuck you, your not fulfilling part of your purpose, are you.”
“Ye.....yes master” he cried out “yes! You are right! Only those and the other versions master!”
“Basic tree and water walking, Kage Bushin, Rasengan, Sexy Jutsu.” The Uchiha slammed into his prostate again so he could cause his slave to writhe and yell in pleasure “if you are going to be my perfect slave, MINE AND MINE ALONE, you need to know enough Jutsu to protect yourself from others trying to take you away from me, if need be. If you don’t cum here before I cum inside you, I’ll start teaching you this night. There is another base away from here where we can go tomorrow, a base perfect for your bondage training and away from everyone else where no one else will find us.”
His slave looked so pathetically happy and excited he knew it was the right decision “Truly master? We will be alone-just the two of us-away from THEM where you can train and use my body? Where I can feel your cum deep inside me while you teach me jutsu’s, where I can feel your cock pound inside me while I hung bound from the ceiling, or chained to a table constantly on the edge of cumming while you fill me to the brim? While I suck you off until my stomach is full of you or my bowls distend with your load?”
Itachi blinked and slammed inside him, hard, aroused and hot with lust by these images “would you like that pet? Do those thoughts arouse you? Do you dream of them while you lie asleep after I’ve taken you, after I fucked your tight dry ass? After I fucked you so hard you bled? After I marked you as mine permanently?”
“Yes master, I love you slamming into me, marking me as yours, your hot cum staining my insides as yours and ONLY yours” he looked scared and frightened all of a sudden “when HE did that too me I was so scared it would stain your mark, I was so afraid you wouldn’t want me as yours anymore and give me to him because he took what belonged to you.” Tears started in his eyes again “I am yours, master, and he tried to take me from you.”
“Then let’s take you back” and Itachi was away, taking his lust out on his slave, only retaining enough control to listen to his slaves sounds, making sure he didn’t cum before he did. When he finally reached his peak of lust and ecstasy he thrust as hard and deep as he could and while the boy chanted “master, master, master, your cum, I feel it inside me” he blasted everything he had into that ass, filling him to brimming so much he felt some of it leaking out from the tight hole around him. When his slave didn’t cum he went through some hand signs and touched one hand to his butt cheeks, causing the jutsu he had promised and slowly withdrew.
As he had promised the white liquid stuck inside him, filling his ass and even bowls with thick wetness as if he wore an butt plug, not drying or even leaking out. Once done he leaned over his slave, wiping the tip of his cock over the mark and murmuring in the boy’s ear “cum my slave, you obeyed me and now will be rewarded.”
“MASTER!!” he came with a cry, back arching high as his seed splashed out “Master I’m yours! Do to me everything you want!!”
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