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My Master, My Slave	By : Nescafevh Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Itachi/Naruto Views: 24367 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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A few hours later Itachi called the rest together. Naruto sat at his feet, looking up at his master adoringly, dressed in nothing but an set of nipple clamps and loin cloth. “he is mine now” he was telling them “the only one allowed to touch my property other than I is Kisame. Soon we will be leaving for another base were I can fully train him in everything an sex slave needs to know and be able to do and you will NOT do anything to stop us or I leave the Akatsuki with my slave perminately.”
“I don’t believe you mastered him” Sassori said firmly, “prove it.”
Without a word Itachi opened his pants and let them fall to the ground.
Immediately the blonde eagerly took him into his mouth, sucking hard and moaning in desire, his cock hard with his arousal. Itachi had warned him about this, that the others would want proof and he was expecting it, knowing the rougher master was, the more it would seem true, also that if he could keep from cumming until master said it would prove his control over him.
Itachi roughly used his mouth, slamming his hips forward to go deeper down his throat. While he kept his eyes on the others he grunted until he came deep inside, drawing back to allow him to swallow.
Then he pulled the blonde to his feet, threw him onto the nearest table, opened his legs and slammed balls deep in one thrust. While he pounded and slammed again and again he yanked on the nipple clamps, grunting and snarling in pleasure and lust while the blonde yelled out things like “master! My master! I LOVE YOUR COCK IN MY ASS! It hurts so hard, take me, pound me, use me to your lust and pleasure, I am yours to use and abuse, pound my ass, violate me, harder, yes harder, master use me, please use me for your lusts and cum deep inside me” he screamed as Itachi started to violently pound him in front of the rest of the group, going deeper and blood running from his orifice.
“Tell them who you belong to slave” Itachi grunted as he slammed again and again inside him, not looking away from the others “tell them who owns your soul and body. Tell them who uses you and you will love and obey for the rest of your life.”
“You master, you do, Itachi Uchiha owns me body and soul and I obey only him, his cock pounds me, his cock owns me, he comes deep inside me and makes me bleed, only he can tell me when to cum and own me forever. Only he will I give my body too, only he will I willingly do his every desire!!”
Itachi motioned Kisame to them and the sharkman willingly dropped his pants to let Naruto take his hard cock into his mouth, sucking happily while punishing slams behind him forced him deeper and faster around the blue-skinned mans’ member.
When the sharkman finally groaned and fell back, Naruto turned lust filled, submissive eyes to the group and made a production of showing them the thick white liquid on his tongue and then swallowing it, then showing his empty mouth afterwards.
Itachi was close, he was getting harder and faster, hands bruising his slaves hips as he gripped harder, hands locked as his fingers clenched in his absolute pleasure. His slaves cries, the jealous looks of the other Akatsuki and Kisame now marking his slaves face with his come was now ruining his hard won control.
With one last pointed look Itachi came, burying himself so deep inside his slave as he shot his load, touching his butt cheeks to allow the white cream to stick again. He then flipped his slave over, showing the others his raging hard-on and leaned down to murmur “come now slave, show them how much you loved my fucking you, how much my cum inside your ass excites you.”
With a scream the boy shot his load all over himself, body convulsing with the pleasure, screaming “master, I love you!!” as he did.
That’s when Itachi reveled it, his claim, the chain hanging between his slaves legs from his pierced ball sack, baring an medal with Itachi’s sharingan on it. He growled at the others “mine, and will ALWAYS be mine.”

Hours later the two were running, jumping from tree to tree on their way to another Akatsuki hide out. Itachi stopped them at a little place he knew for food and rest, but soon had Naruto tied up, arms bound above his head and legs spread eagled as he slowly guided his erect lust to the boys tight little pink hole, teasing himself and his slave by slowly forcing his member past the tight healed entrance and slowly all the way inside, until he could go no further, his thickness throbbing so good inside the tight dry tunnel.
“Master” he whimpered, his hole so painful, but so good knowing his owner, his lord, his master was gaining pleasure from his pain. “You are so good, my slave, so tight and hot, I love your body taking me in so willingly and traps me inside you like it doesn’t want me to leave it, ever.”
“Never master” he whimpered “my body wants you inside it forever, your cock pounding me, your lust and pleasure, take me, take everything you want from me, it’s yours. Own me, I’m your property, yours.”
Itachi drew out slowly then thrust back in so hard the blonde screamed, the cry ending with a scream of ‘YES MASTER! USE ME! USE ME! TAKE WHAT’S YOURS! MAKE ME YOUR SEX SLAVE, YOUR BITCH!!”
Itachi pounded the hot hole violently, grunting, snarling as he did “you will be trained slave, to be my bitch, to obey my every whim, to take my cock or anything else I desire, to accept my will whether it be bondage or submission or torture, you will beg for it and nothing else will matter.”
“Yes master!” the boy cried out in submission of an particularly violent slam “yes master, anything you want! Nothing else matters but your lust and cum inside me, using me to your own pleasure, fucking my hole, fucking my mouth, fucking ME!” He writhed in the bonds, felt blood and cum running down his inner thighs together, unable to orgasm until master told him too.
It didn’t take long this time for Itachi to fill his slaves tight hot hole, but then flipped the boy onto hands and knees to rise behind him to pound away a second time.
The third time he untied him, 'making love’ to his slave, gentle and stroking, kissing him and seeing how many times he could bring him to orgasm and he could hold back, his body piercing his slaves with a good hard stroke each time, but his pace was slow and unhurried.
The blonde slave was sobbing in pleasure and lust with each hard twist of his hips, crying out endearments to him, telling him how much he loved his master and would do anything he asked, just love him, keep moving in him, let him feel that thick cock open his body to him time and again.
Finally they both came at the same time, his slave at his order and Itachi so deep he knew his slave was now painted fully inside with his white seed of ownership.
They slept for a while, ate some more then moved on, his slaves back and insides painted with his cum, Itachi smirking every time he saw that naked painted back jumping in front of him, the ass glistening and white against the tanned skin of his inner ass-cheeks sign of what they had just done not long ago.
Suddenly not too far in the blonde stopped and cringed, whimpering in fear. Itachi frowned at this, at him, in concern "what is it, slave?"
"Master" he seemed terrified, moving to his side to hide behind him, whimpering and nearly sobbing "it's THEM!"
Gripping him protectively behind him Itachi reached out with his chakra to scan the nearby area.
He soon found what his slave had sensed, not far away and certainly between them and their goal. If they tried going around it would not only add days to their trip, but possibly alert the enemy.
They could possibly wait them out and then use their path when they left, but they risked them finding their trail if they came back this way on their way back.
They could go right through, but his slave wasn't ready to see them yet, much less have them see him.
There was only two options, an genjitsu to keep them occupied while they went past or a distraction.
When he moved towards the group he found he couldn't, his slave held him back, terror in his eyes "master no!"
Itachi frowned "you still care for them, or is it you don't think I can beat them."
"It's not that master, I believe in you. It's just...." he bit his lip, looking like he wanted to say something but something held him back.
He turned fully to look at the boy, saying firmly "tell me."
Almost hesitantly he answered "when the Akatsuki got all the other tailed beasts but me and octo-pops, the others realized I would be next and after trying to hide me away they all said they were going to go through intense training to protect me" he looked at his master intensely biting his lip harder "ANBU level training."
So, that meant that this group would no longer be the naive children he and the others had previously fought but smarter, faster and downright deadly, if all of them determined to do whatever it took to winsurvive, in otherwords real ninja.
They would also do whatever it took-even going through him without knowing the consequences-to get his slave back and at the state he was in now, halfway between a truly dedicated slave and still loyal to his ex-teammates and friends, (his hesitation and fear of facing them proof of that) the slave could be swayed with some effort.
He may escape and return to Itachi, but it would be only to say goodbye and thanks for protecting him.
There was a difference between what was said in the heat of lust or passion and true dedication.
That's what this trip was for, so Itachi could cement his slaves position as his and 'break' him so to speak of his previous loyalties and readjust and lock them totally to him as his property, his slave and submissive.
Itachi knew the blonde may say and act like he thought of him as his slave, but inside buried deep was still a part of him only acting a part, bidding his time before breaking free and escaping. This was mainly his soul but a lot of it was the fox inside him, what he shared with the demon, despite it being taken from him.
Essentially Itachi had to dominate and get control of his animal side as well as his remaining heart to completely control his slave, body and soul.
He knew it wasn't Naruto who loved to be fucked, no that was his demons soul, the part of him that was linked to the fox, it loved to be dominated, to be taken like the animal it was.
NARUTO, on the other hand, was a lonely damaged soul who craved love like that ramen he was obsessed over and acceptance for who he was. By doing a lot of seemingly selfless things for him here and there and making love to him occasionally, showing him affection in return for obedience and protecting him he was cementing it into his mind and heart that HE was his only true source of love. Add to that the BDSM training he would soon put him through.....well, all thoughts of the village would be gone.
By occasionally 'making love’ to his slave he would further his control, both convincing him he truly loved him enough to not always care about his own pleasure and by doing so he also made the boy feel like he was loved.
Itachi didn't want a mindless slave like Pain had wanted, what was the fun of a lover who just laid there and took it like an inanimate object? Or someone who just obeyed? No, Itachi wanted an loyal and obedient slave, yes, but also someone who reacted to what he did, someone who cried out, begged, moved about him, a true 'lover' but also fought to protect what was his, who he didn't have to worry so much about others taking away from him or not protecting himself.
Someone totally devoted to him who would never leave him and obey his every whim.
Someone who he could release his deepest lusts on and would not only survive it but beg for more.
The next week or so would require extreme care and control. He needed the precise balance of dominance and love to forever tie his slave to him, too much either way could tip the balance in a way that would damage their relationship permanently.
Too much dominance would damage an already fragile soul, either causing him to dissolve into an automated slave, mechanically obeying ANYONE who ordered him around-even Pain and the others, or cause the demonic animal inside to snap too and fight him to the death for control, deeming him not worthy and fighting back for dominance.
Too little and again the demon soul would fight him, seeing him as weak and not worthy of his dominance. Also his control over the boy would no longer be as strong, he would run right back to his friends and the village, but his soul awakened he would seek out someone else to give him the dominance he needed, probably someone who wouldn't hesitate to hurt him, to damage him, knowing his healing factor would heal anything before anyone knew, some bastard who would use him just as the red head had but he'd let them, thinking that was the only way to get what he needed.
Something suddenly occurred to him, jarring him from his thoughts "there's something else, isn't there. You wouldn't be so upset otherwise."
The boy looked down as if ashamed "there was an story going around among Leaf Nin that Gai-sensei had found a way to protect himself against the Sharingan. Kakashi-sensei said it was true."
"Protect against the Sharingan...." Itachi looked intreged and thoughtful "if it is true, Kakashi probably helped him develop it. Do you have any idea what it is or how he developed it?"
His blonde slave shook his head "no master."
"Hmm well then no matter. We have to figure out what to do. Tell me what exactly do you smell or sense?"
"Water, burning wood and cooking fish."
"Then they are setting up to stay the night. How many are there?"
"Four, I smell wet fur too. Must be Kiba and Akamaru."
“Four” Itachi looked thoughtful. His slaves eyes widened in horror and he explained “no, master, please, don’t go there! Let’s go to the base, we can go around them!”
“It would take too long to go around and even then they may sense or sent us. If I was to either knock them out or put them in an genjitsu, by the time they could follow any sort of trail it would have faded or gone cold.”
“Master” the blonde looked pained “please.”
“Stay here, slave, I would never make you fight those who were important to you. I will call you when it’s time to move on.”
The blonde could only watch in fear and pain as his master moved forward without him.
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