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The Legendary Sucker Chronicles	By : MorbidFantasy Category: Naruto > General Views: 87717 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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A.H.T.J stands for Ahegao Hime Tobaku Jo. It’s heavily hinted, if not outright stated, that this organization/business’s entire reason for existence is Tsunade.
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Chapter 4: Mokuton Marathon
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“Ahnnngh, please… ahnnnn… you can’t… I can’t… I won’t have any ahnnnnn… time to learn…let me go…” Tsunade whimpered.
Two straight hours. Kunio had been fucking her. Neither of them had cum. Him because of some extraordinary self control. Her because, well, he wasn’t letting her.
Kunio seemed to expressed annoyance that Matsui had beaten him both into Tsunade’s mouth as well as her ass, so insisted on alternating between both of them, repeatedly. He encased her in a even stronger version of the wood vine armor that had taught her to dance and fuck for Matsui earlier on. The same bed was created and bedding summoned. Inside his office, The two of them fucked non-stop, with only a fraction of the time spent inside Tsunade’s pussy, to her shameful displeasure. She found herself longing for Kunio’s cock inside of her folds, especially after he performed the same jutsu on her pussy that raised the ceiling for her climax as the day before. Except he didn’t just perform it once, but twice.
Tsunade feared if she came at this moment, it would be a rehash of the previous day, and she would end up blacking out without being given a chance to acquaint herself with the mokuton-jin.
“Please… “ Tsunade found herself begging when Kunio performed the limit raiser a third time. The very arousal was making it hard for her to think of anything else, and she thought she might blackout even without cumming.
“Kneel down and take your master’s cum” Kunio commanded, and Tsunade, relieved but not relieved, allowed the wood vine armor to guide her to her knees, licking her lips and enveloping Kunio’s mouth, in time for the massive climax he had been holding back. It didn’t even occur to her that Kunio had just called himself her “master”.
Unlike Matsui, Kunio didn’t bury himself past Tsunade’s throat, not giving her the respite of swallowing his cum without tasting every sticky glop of it. Tsunade was instead made to hold all of his cum inside of her mouth until he had finished. Then he ordered her to swish it around for good measure before telling her to swallow it.
“Ughhh… you’re not getting away with this, you bastard... “ Tsunade said, wiping a speck of leaked cum from the edge of her mouth.
“Are you threatening me?” Kunio asked slyly.
“You only wish. By the terms of your twisted agreement, I don’t think there’s any clause for me giving you my time for free.” Tsunade ventured boldly.
“Hmm, I admire your temper, Hokage-hime. Very well. in return for drinking my cum, I’ll leave you alone with the mokuton-jin for as long as you like.” Kunio said, pulling up his pants and making for the door.
“W.wait!” Tsunade stuttered, caught off guard by his response. Nevermind the fact that he didn’t even promise any amount of compensation. What’s worse, her entire body was still quaking from two levels of the arousal enhancing technique, and she hadn’t even cum yet. She was actually using chakra to partially suppress the feelings from her loins just stop from going crazy.
Both of them knew how badly she needed to cum, and Kunio halted just shy of the door.
“What other unreasonable demands are you going to make now, Hokage-hime? You may be the Hokage, but within the ranks of A.H.T.J, your rank is lower than the dirt beneath a beggar’s feet.”
Desperation. Pride. Desperation. Pride. The two options surged back and forth inside her, vying for attention.
“Aren’t you part Senju?” Tsunade uttered. “How could you do this to your village? Your own clan?!”
Kunio’s eyes suddenly became murderous, and Tsunade, weak and helpless, couldn’t help but recoil a little.
“So Matsui-san told you. Yes, I have Senju blood in me, but it is hilarious that you would bring that up, you being a member of the main clan, Tsunade-Hime.” he angrily spat.
Tsunade didn’t know why he was suddenly so angry.
“Everyone knows the way the Hyuuga-clan keeps their branch members in virtual slavery. You often hear the bleeding-hearts in the village lobbying for equal rights in the Hyuuga and the abolishment of the seal forced upon the branch family members.” Kunio said, suddenly equal parts angry and wistful. There was a long pause before he continued. Tsunade didn’t interrupt.
“Where do you think this segregation was learned? If Shodaime really preached equality and peace, how can you explain the Hyuuga? How can you explain the Uchiha? Konoha pretends it is enlightened and civilized, but deep down, it is just as ugly as this world of shinobi that we live in. The strong survive on the pain of the weak!” He said, very matter of factly.
“Then please tell me what wrongs have been inflicted on you! I’ve only just become the Hokage, but I swear I will do my best to fix the problems with Kon…” Tsunade begged.
“IT IS TOO LATE!” Kunio shouted, his hands furiously forming seals.
Whatever he did, it finally made Tsunade climax, which, even though it didn’t rob her of consciousness, was enough to leave her a quivering mess on the floor, her cum pooling from below her.
The climax lasted for so long that she didn’t even notice when Kunio had left, except that before he had, he had said the following:
“These mokuton-jin will train with you for as long as you are conscious. You may leave whenever you wish, or, if you should faint, they will of course transport you back to your home. I will see you tomorrow morning, Hokage-hime.”
It was already past nine before Tsunade could collect herself from the floor of Kunio’s office. The bed was still there, and the six mokuton-jin’s stood around it, three on each side, seemingly waiting for her to get into the bed before they would begin.
As soon as she did climb into the bed, Tsunade was given cause to regret her decision.
The mokuton didn’t wait for her to come to them. They all came to her, at the same time.
The first one that climbed into bed laid down next to her, and two others hoisted her up and onto his member, letting her ass swallow him. before she could do anything else, she was securely pinned by one of the ones holding her who buried himself into her snatch without pause. Tsunade wasn’t even able to get a good look at the name carved above the crotch of the mokuton-jin fucking her from on top before her head was bent backwards, and she found herself staring into the undercarriage of the last of the trio of mokuton as it pressed its cock into her mouth.
Great, this way, I can’t even read the names. Tsunade grumbled. The vice like grip from the mokuton up until now having taught her resistance was meaningless.
Rather than be caught up with trying to get the names of each mokuton-jin this time around, Tsunade instead tried to plan ahead as well as ponder on the recent enlightening information.
It bothered her, what Kunio had said about Konoha and its clans. Tsunade couldn’t remember any instance of seeing fellow Senju discriminating against each other. Grandfather had seemed so gentle and fair with everyone and she thought the rest of her clansmen were the same. Yet, Kunio’s fury seemed genuine, and Tsunade couldn’t help but wonder if somewhere along the line, her clan had left some of its pwn people fall to the wayside.
That didn’t excuse him from any of his actions.
Apparently, much of the chakra being used against her was her own, sealed and manipulated by the contract she had signed. Along with what Matsui had said earlier, this further reinforced the possibility that Kunio was indeed weaker than Tsunade, a gladdening fact as she very much intended on a swift retaliation the first chance she got.
She also found, through discreet experimenting, that her ability to mold chakra wasn’t as impeded as she had initially found. The pleasure had clouded her mind, but she found that with enough focus, she could partially shut it out and regain a degree of control of what little chakra she had remaining that wasn’t sealed. Whenever it seemed like Kunio wasn’t paying too close attention to her while he fucked her, Tsunade sent out little chakra probes to test the strength of the wood vine armor he had on her. She was starting to understand more about her grandfather’s technique.
The mokuton wasn’t overpowering her through brute force chakra. if that were the case it would’ve been impossible for her grandfather to control so many tailed beasts simultaneously.
Instead, the mokuton chakra was designed to resonate with its target, almost taking on the exact same nature as the target, which is how it was able to basically wield her own chakra against herself.
I can beat this. Tsunade thought, even as all three mokuton-jin started ejaculating into her, their cum tasting like a mixture of human semen and tree sap, and oddly enough, seemed to give her a slight energy boost soon after she swallowed the load deposited in her mouth.
Tsunade herself came a little. A minor distraction.
Tactically minded, she rapidly took down the names printed across the crotches of the other three mokuton-jins in one sweeping glance, committing their names to memory before they pounced on her.
It wasn’t perfect. Tsunade hadn’t eaten anything all day save for Matsui’s cum, Kunio’s cum, and the cum of one mokuton-jin. She was exhausted, struggling to draw more chakra from where it had been sealed inside her pelvis. Every extra bit of chakra she pulled out resulted in feeling a burst of pleasure that was a distraction to her learning what each mokuton-jin’s body felt like.
She came again. It was the same low intensity orgasm, but amplified by growing exhaustion. Tsunade didn’t feel more pleasure from it, but could definitely feel a greater period of mental fogginess afterwards.
Tsunade felt the stiff member of a new mokuton-jin slide into place along her tongue.
Arata Sosuke, she thought, with reasonable certainty regarding her identification. She wouldn’t know for sure until she could look out from underneath the dummy’s ballsack. She didn’t even try to guess who was pounding her ass from behind, but in her growing delirium, bravely ventured that there was a 50/50 chance the mokuton-jin fucking her pussy was named Hisao Kita.
50/50. For triple the pay, those odds weren’t bad.
A little while later
“Tsk tsk” Kunio was standing at the doorway.
It was past midnight.
Tsunade, for all intent and purposes, had passed out, but her eyes remained opened, a faint glimmer of vigilance shining through their dazed look. The hyakugou seal on her head had been released at some point, violet markings spreading from it to cover most of Tsunade’s body. She didn’t seen to be aware of her own state, and Kunio surmised this was most probably an ingrained physical response to severe stress. He couldn’t imagine Tsunade being able to release the seal of her own volition so soon after having the majority of her chakra sealed away.
Unfortunately, because of the seal sustaining her body in a state of barely-there consciousness, the mokuton-jin didn’t seem to have stopped servicing Tsunade at all. Currently, two of them were standing upright with her wedged between them, the other four aiding Tsunade’s limp body in bouncing up and down on the two phalluses inside her.
“Oh, Hokage-hime. You’re not getting off that easily.” Kunio said, quickly bringing his hands together and taking control of the mokuton-jin, who immediately stopped fucking Tsunade and dumped her into the bed.
Kunio brought out the contract scroll that he kept with him at all times. Unraveling it, he placed one hand in the circle, and hummed pleasurably as he siphoned from within the scroll a portion of Tsunade’s sealed chakra.
Letting two vines hold the scroll against his hand, Kunio had two mokuton-jin haul Tsunade up to him, prying her thighs apart. he pressed his free palm against the seal on her crotch, and concentrated as he transferred a little of her chakra back to her.
Tsunade’s eyes snapped to immediate awareness, and she screamed as she came, the sudden influx of chakra through her groin driving her to an orgasm of the same intensity as the one that had robbed her of most of her chakra in the first place. Meanwhile, the violet markings of her hyakugou rapidly receded back into the rhombus on her forehead.
“Feeling a little more refreshed now, Hokage-hime?” Kunio asked.
Tsunade glared at him, then turned around, her eyes already resuming their study of the six mokuton-jin.
“I remember telling you to do more than memorize names and cock sizes, Hokage-hime. I’ve given these Mokuton more instructions. Do try and remember their lessons as well, because sometime in the future you may be tested on them.” he said, reaching out to touch one of the mokuton-jin, which caused all six dummies to pulse with new energy.
“I’ve infused some of your own chakra into these mokuton-jin. Everytime you make one of them cum, it would do you well to consume their essence, as it will give you back some of your chakra to keep you going. A little parting gift, if I may. Good night, Hokage-hime, and don’t forget, you still have to wake up tomorrow for your day job, hmmm?”
“Wait!” Tsunade said, getting out of the bed and reaching for Kunio’s sleeve.
“Please, Kunio, tell me what has made you hate the clan so. I promise to look into it and…” She thought she would try one more time to get to him.
“Silence!” Kunio raged, swatting away Tsunade’s outreached hand. As if reacting to his anger, the mokuton-jin roughly dragged her back to the bed, where two of them pinned her face down for one more to start fucking her in the ass.
“Unnngh, I… ahnnn… please… Kunio… don’t mrrnnnnnnnph.” Tsunade’s last words became muffled as her attempt to turn her head around to appeal to Kunio was intercepted by yet another mokuton-jin, this one swiftly plugging her mouth to silence her.
Outside the “office”
As Kunio stepped through the invisible barrier stretched across the entryway of the building, all sounds of Tsunade being raped by his mokuton creations immediately became much quieter, having been blocked by the barrier’s special sound proofing.
“Boy, you really didn’t show your Senju cousin any mercy in there, Kunio-sensei.” One of the two hooded figures that stood several feet away from the entrance said.
“Tch, why would Kunio-sensei do that, Inomaru? Are you feeling sorry for that woman?” the other figure whispered, his voice raspy despite sounding quite young.”
“Psh, don’t be stupid, Hikari. I loved seeing those fat udders swinging around. I’m just wondering if she was serious about wanting to change the clans.”
“Quiet, you two. Inomaru, did you throw up a sound barrier around us?”
“Hahaha, of course I did. But sensei, are you really okay treating your cousin like that? I mean, I’d be happy to do it for you….”
“You saw the fight between the Hyuugas. The boy did well to show the girl from the main branch no mercy.”
“Yah, but aren’t their fathers identical twins? So technically they’re half siblings....”
“Is that what bothers you, the blood connection?”
“Gosh, why are you making me the bad guy here. You’re not even that close to her… are you?”
“Inomaru!”
“A joke, sensei, a joke! Hahahaha.”
As they spoke, Kunio, along with his two students, had rapidly bounded to the outskirts of Konoha, soon entering the surrounding woods.
The two younger ninjas removed their hoods.
Hikari looked to be roughly 20, maybe a shade younger, his pitch black hair shortly cropped.
Inomaru on the other hand looked, well, exactly like Matsui. That is, until he undid the transformation technique, turning from the squat little man that had abused Tsunade earlier on that day into a fair haired boy even younger than Hikari, looking to be about 17 at most.
Both young men were strikingly fit, even if the majority of their bodies were hidden underneath full-length cloaks.
The strangest part of their appearance was their eyes. Hikari’s left eye showed the three signature tomoes of the sharingan, while his right eye contained the pure white iris of the Hyuuga clan’s byakugan, with veins spidering from their edges. Inomaru on the other hand had the exact opposite, with a sharingan in his right eye and a byakugan in his left, although the vein-like growths typical of byakugan wielders were much more subtle around his eye.
“Inomaru, report on the Matsui household.” Kunio said.
“Nothing new. They don’t suspect that their fun loving uncle never made it back from his last visit to the brothels a few months ago. In fact, they are very happy that he hasn’t been spending nearly as much money on whores and devoting more time running his part of their businesses.”
"Nearly as much money on whores?"
"Have to keep up appearances, right? Besides, you know how fun it is to read the minds of the girls who think they're fucking a short sweaty pig? Tsuna-chan definitely didn't like it very much, ahahahahaha!"
“And the older brother?”
“My 'aniki' is happy with the huge improvements I've made to his establishments. I don't think he's going to be too worried about the loan to A.H.T.J, as long as I'm not late with the payments. He still doesn't know what A.H stands for, hahaha. You think it would be too much to tell him?"
Kunio didn't answer Inomaru, instead turning to Hikari.
"Hikari?" He asked.
"Two of the test subjects died today. Until I can sort out the problems with the new mokuton hybrids, we'll have to make do with what we have."
"I see, what about project Shizune?"
"That's still on track for deployment in a few days, as soon as the plants flower. If I were you, I'd be more worried about the konoha clients."
"Psh, no need for that, baka-Hikari. Everyone on my... our list checks out. Well, I did have to genjutsu one or two of them..."
"Inomaru?!" Hikari started.
"A joke! A joke! No genjutsu, just my winning personality, ahahahaha."
"Kunio-senpai!"
"It's alright, Hikari. Inomaru's mouth is big but he gets things done." Kunio said, half smiling at the two of them.
"Geeeee sensei, so mean, hahahaha." Inomaru chortled. Then his face got serious, if only for a brief moment.
"Still, I think it might be better if you let Tsuna-chan rest at least a little. Otherwise her performance tomorrow might be disappointing, and it's an actual client this time, not me pretending to huff and puff and rutt and fuck, hahaha."
"Once, again, Inomaru..." Hikari begun to say.
"Oh stop insinuating that I have sympathy for Tsuna-chan, baka-Hikari. I bet you're just being a jelly-pus that I got to pork her first, ahahahaha..."
"Shut up!"
"Enough, both of you. The rest I'm allowing Hokage-hime to have will be sufficient for tomorrow. How is she doing, Hikari?"
Hikari raised two fingers, concentrating and activating the byakugan in his right eye.
“...The Hokage is fine…” he said, after a pause.
“Heeeey, no fair, baka-Hikari, I can’t see into the room past your chakra shield, let me see what position Tsuna-chan is in right now, please?” Inomaru said, himself having activated his own byakugan and squinting, evidently not as adept at using it as Hikari was.
“...if you must know, she’s upside down… what an awkward position.”
“Hey! No fair! I wanna see!”
“Enough, Inomaru. You should head back and rest. ‘Matsui-san’ needs to make another appearance tomorrow.”
“Blah, sensei is mean too, hehe.”
“Hikari, we’re going to the laboratory. We are going to figure out why your two test subjects died.”
“Of course, sensei. Although I must warn you, I left them as they were when they expired, so it’s not a pretty sight.”
“I doubt it will be worse than what I have seen.”
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