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Man. Someone really does not like this fic, huh. I’m egotistical enough to believe that if you knew what you were getting into when starting this fic (rape/blackmail/enslavement), there’s not a very high chance that you wouldn’t enjoy yourself.
So either I’m being trolled, or a few very silly persons wandered into this fic, ignored or missed its obvious tags of dark content, then proceeded to rate me into oblivion because they didn’t like what I was doing to poor Tsunade.
Honestly, it does make me a little upset, seeing the three star average rating. I’m not god damn Hemingway, but I’m confident my writing isn’t plain shit, so rate away, you sad sad little troll/flamer. Imma keep enjoying pumping out more chapters of Tsunade’s dark adventures for the rest of us taboo-smut-lovers.
Chapter 5: Work Commute Detour
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Tsunade awoke in her own bed. There was a strange feeling of deja-vu as she fought through the foreboding grogginess.
This time, however, it didn’t take until lunchtime for her to remember.
As soon as she sat up, Tsunade felt a tugging sensation as the sheets covering her didn’t seem to want to fall away smoothly.
She was covered in sap.
The memories came flooding back.
Humiliation, fury, despair.
Before Tsunade could actually dwell on any of those emotions, the alarm clock sounded, apparently having been set by someone else for her in case she didn’t wake up.
One of the mokuton-jin was standing at the foot of her bed, looking perfectly statuesque and lifeless.
In her rage, Tsunade bounded out of the bed, sheets still clinging to her, and landed a devastating punch squarely on the inert dummy, which splintered into hundreds of pieces across the floor of her bedroom.
For a moment, Tsunade stood there, one hand pointlessly grabbing the hems of the sheets to keep them from falling from her bare breasts.
The punch felt powerful enough, but she was already breathing heavy from it.
When she finally did peel the sheets away from her completely naked body, Tsunade didn’t need a mirror to feel every bit of stickiness that clung to her skin. Her inner thighs were completely coated with the mokuton-jins’ syrupy ejaculate, which made every step towards the bathroom intensely awkward.
Tsunade didn’t dare look at herself in the mirror, throwing herself right into the shower immediately and giving herself possibly the most scaldingly hot shower she has ever taken.
Kunio, in his Anbu uniform, was already waiting across the way.
“Hokage-hime, Shizune told me to inform you that she feels very rested, and for you to let her handle things for today and enjoy your day off.” He said, blinking in front of Tsunade and kneeling before her to keep up appearances to anyone watching.
“I...tell Shizune…” Tsunade was suddenly wary that her assistant may be in some danger.
“Don’t worry, Hokage-hime. Our contract was with you and you alone. We have nothing to demand from Shizune today. She’s merely taking over your duties for the day, which is convenient, because I need you to head over to the A.H.T.J offices immediately.”
“W...why?”
“To sign the official documents of your A.H.T.J employment, of course!”
“I thought I already…”
“Signed the contract agreeing to pay your incurred debt, yes. But you haven’t officially enrolled as an employee of A.H.T.J, so we must get that done today, before you meet your next client.”
“My next cli….clie… could we call them something else, please?” Tsunade said, her face flushing just thinking of the implications of the word “client”.
“Assignment, then.” Kunio said flatly.
“Kunio...san… could you just tell me what the Senju has done to make you so angry?” Tsunade couldn’t help but ask again.
This time, Kunio didn’t seem to react with the same anger, and actually gave her an even toned response, although it did nothing to answer her question.
“That is irrelevant. As of this moment, A.H.T.J legitimately owns every ryo of debt owed by you, Hokage-hime. Even if I told you what I have experienced of the dark pasts of Konoha, and you somehow managed to do something about it, you still owe A.H.T.J the money, the chakra contract is still very much legitimate, and if you renege on that contract, I assure you there will be consequences.”
His tone, though gentle, didn’t mask the threatening message of his words.
“...why must I go to your...office so early? Can I go to my office to give Shizune some instructions first?”
“Do not take my temper for leniency, Hokage-hime.” Kunio said, holding up two fingers, and Tsunade immediately felt her loins blossom with arousal.
“Okay, okay! Fine, just... stop what you’re doing to me.” She said, blushing as she felt her pussy lips clenching.
“No. You must learn that only we can negotiate with you, not the other way around. You will walk from your home to our office. No shunshin. I will head over to your Hokage office and stay with Shizune in case she needs to send for you, but one of my associates will be monitoring your every step. If you deviate from the path to our office, if you use shunshin, or if you do anything that he sees as rebellious, you will immediately be made to orgasm on the spot, no matter where you are.”
“F..fine… I’ll...obey,” Tsunade said.
“Oh, and this arousal technique will only keep growing stronger the longer you take to get over there, so I wouldn’t just stand there. Scamper along, Hokage-hime. I will see you later.” Kunio said, then blinked away.
True to his word, the arousal in Tsunade’s loins did feel like it was growing with every step she took. Even taking the stairs of the Hokage mansion to the street level had her inner thighs trembling subtly.
Tsunade looked around for the associate that Kunio mentioned, as she made a beeline for A.H.T.J’s office. She couldn’t see him, but, whether it was the intense arousal or the seeming sincerity of his threat, could feel eyes watching her as she shuffled onward.
It quickly became obvious that taking the most direct path was impossible. Be it merchants opening up shop, people going about their business, or the dozens of children from all corners of the village converging on the Academy next door, Tsunade could not take the main roads in her current state.
It was a lose-lose situation. As soon as she took the first turn into a lesser traveled alleyway, Tsunade felt a spike in her arousal, and within seconds, had to brace herself against a wall as she came.
It was only a little orgasm, but enough that she could feel a small wet spot between her legs. Even though her shirt covered her crotch, Tsunade knew this was a bad sign.
What was worse was that the orgasm didn’t take with it any of the accumulated arousal she felt, and by the time she started to walk again, her nips had become completely stiff, and itched against the inside of her shirt.
For a walk that might’ve taken less than ten minutes had she had taken a straight path, Tsunade could already see she was going to need much longer.
Two turns later, Tsunade saw the increased foot traffic at the next intersection, and was forced to stumble into yet another detour.
And cum, once again, the orgasm being small, unsatisfying, and not diminishing her still building arousal, serving only to widen the dark spot in her pants.
Another detour, another orgasm. A little harder this time. Tsunade leaned herself against the brick wall of the alley for ten seconds before forging on. Ten precious seconds in which the arousal only built some more.
The next unexpected detour led to a dead end, requiring her to backtrack and find another route, which netted her two even stronger orgasms. There was no hiding the dark stain that was nearly at her knees now, and Tsunade’s vision was actually a little blurry from her eyes tearing up.
Which made it harder to navigate her way to the next known location.
Then, it happened.
Tsunade, despite having succeeded in running into no one, was just thanklessly cursing her ever rising lust when she took one turn, and found herself stumbling into a group of men in a back alley.
There were five… six of them, Ranging from barely adults to one scruffy one that looked to be in his mid 30’s, and, seemingly, the one the other’s gravitated towards.
Three of them were in the middle of a game, lounging on the dirt ground itself and letting the dice fall between them. The leader-type was one of these men. Two others were perched on large empty crates stacked up against the wall, looking down at the game and offering their advice. The last one Tsunade literally ran into, as he had been leaning against the corner she had turned into, a pipe in his mouth.
“Whoa, watch where you’re going there… oh my god, Hokage-sama! I’m so sorry, please forgive me for shouting at you.” The man Tsunade had ran into said, as he went from surprised anger to a fearful apology.
Tsunade’s face flushed beet red, her latest orgasm having literally ended less than seven paces from the corner. She had been keeping from moaning out, which was why none of the guys heard her before she walked into their midst.
The cum in her inner thighs was now past her knees, and had even started to show through the part of her shirt that covered her crotch area.
A moment of panic as to what to do and how to explain why she was there, then Tsunade heard a voice inside her head.
If you don’t want them to see you like this, say exactly what I’m about to tell you. That voice, which was the same voice from the day before when she had been with Matsui, said.
The rest of the men, having now sen Tsunade, all stopped what they were doing, staring at her. There eyes went from identifying her via her face, to glancing at the massive patch of wetness coating her thighs. The one Tsunade had run into had dropped to his knees and bowed his head to the floor, and hadn’t yet looked up, but as soon as he did, would be basically facing her crotch.
Tsunade would’ve immediately shunshined out of there, and prayed the men hadn’t looked at her legs long enough to figure out that the dark spot wasn’t mere shadows. But not only did doing so mean she would immediately orgasm again, but she actually had doubts as to her ability to shunshin given the numbness all the orgasms and the arousal had given her legs.
Tsunade would very soon regret that moment of panic, as she ended up following the directions of the voice inside her head.
“Ah, ahaha….hahnnnhahaha, it’s really ok. I’m not the Hokage. I’m just a look alike.” She stammered, her tone a little pitchy and girly, two traits very unlike her normal voice.
“Wow...really? You look just like the Hokage!” one of the men exclaimed. The man bowing before Tsunade, hearing that it wasn’t really the Hokage, immediately straightened himself up, which, of course, meant he not only saw the wet spot on her pants, but was actually close enough to get a whiff of its unmistakeable scent.
“A..hahaha… you’re too kind. I’m just an impersonator that earns a living taking photos with out of towners who want a souvenir with Konoha’s knew Hokage-sama.” Tsunade said, her face somehow contorting itself into a innocently sweet smile.
“There haven’t been many female Hokages, so lots of people find it interesting!”
“Oh… really? I haven’t seen you anywhere before...” Said the man in his mid 30’s, getting up out of the dice game to walk over, immediately causing the other men to follow behind him. He was rubbing his chin thoughtfully, his eyes sizing Tsunade up and down. Meanwhile, his lackey’s fell into rank around her, but slightly spaced further out than their leader.
An alarm bell sounded in Tsunade’s head as she felt the men converging on her, but having already said all that, there wasn’t really a turning back.
“Yes, of course. I only just started yesterday.” Tsunade said, forcing yet another innocent smile.
“Wow… you really do look exactly like her…I mean, I haven’t actually seen her up close, but I’ve seen her photo... are you a ninja? Is this that whatchamacallit… henge no jutsu?” The leader asked, not tearing his eyes away from her.
“N….no… I was just born with this resemblance… when Tsunade-sama became Ho…. Hokage, I thought it would be a good idea to get a little work done and make myself more like her....” Tsunade was now stammering out the lines that flooded into her head, in full alert but unable to do anything about it as she was barely able to stand.
“I see… so… you take photos with strangers for money?” The leader said, suddenly placing one hand on Tsunade’s left shoulder.
“Y… yes…. I don’t have a camera with me r. right now… but if you do, I’d be happy to…!” Tsunade was cut short when the leader’s hand smoothly slide from where it was on her shoulder, to her chest. She winced as his fingers bent inwards, grabbing her left breast.
“W.. what are you doing!” Tsunade exclaimed, stumbling back, only to bump into two of the men encircling her.
“Jeez, a lonesome girl such as yourself shouldn’t be wandering these alleys alone. Don’t you know there’s a reason people avoid these areas?” The leader said. He brought the hand that had just groped Tsunade’s left breast up to his nose, inhaling deeply.
“Hmmmmm, you smell so nice. Hey, babe, I have a camera back at my place. How’s you say we head over there and take some souvenir photos, hahaha.” Tsunade felt two hands press down on her shoulder from behind.
“I… no… please let me go…” she said, trying to shrug away from in between the men.
“Whoa, whoa, hang on, babe. You haven’t apologized to my friend over here for running into him.”
Tsunade felt a hand cup her right breast, and turned to see that it belonged to the man she had ran into.
“I...I’m sorry!” She said, bowing slightly, before resuming trying to walk out from between the men and back towards where she had come from.
By the time she realized she was backtracking, it was too late.
“Ahn….Ahnnnnnnn…” Tsunade moaned as she came, not even having stepped out from the circle of men.
“Whoa...what’s the matter, babe? You look kinda flushed. Here, let me take your temperature.” The leader said, placing one hand against Tsunade’s cheek, even as four hands were now gripping her by the arms. Tsunade recoiled her head away from him, but it was futile.
“Golly, you’re burning up. Are you feeling too hot? Let us help you out of some of that suffocating clothes you’re wearing, hahaha.” he said, and before Tsunade could say anything else, grabbed her lapels with both hands, and in one motion, tugged them apart and downwards, immediately exposing her bare shoulders and breasts.
In that moment, Tsunade actually tried to break the facade, and desperately drew at her chakra reserves so that she could swiftly dole out a beating that, at the very least, should render these thugs unconscious. She didn’t know what she’d do with what they’ve already seen up until that point, but that didn’t matter at the moment.
Except that she couldn’t. The moment she tried to mold chakra, she came again, so hard that she actually lost her ability to stand.
More hands helped prevent this, as six pairs of eyes feasted on her naked and heaving breasts, which at this moment glistened with perspiration.
“Yo, what’s up with this girl? I knew I smelled lady-cum on her, but we’re not even doing anything to her and she’s cumming.” One of the men behind Tsunade, whose stubbled cheek was pressed up against her own from behind as he craned downwards to oogle her tits, said.
“Babe, it really looks like you could use some more fresh air. Why don’t we help you out of all of them clothes, hmm, what do you say, guys? Help a lady in need?”
The men exploded into laughter.
“Yes boss!” they said in unison, and immediately began ripping the clothes from Tsunade’s body.
She tried to punch one of them, and managed to even put a little chakra into that fist, before the orgasm robbed the punch of any power, and it was effortlessly caught by the intended victim.
“Ooooooh she’s a feisty one, boss. Jeez. She really does look like the Hokage, too. Hey, babe, since you’re already impersonating the Hokage anyways, it’s okay for us to pretend like you really are her, right?”
“Ahahahaha, Shit-for-brains had a bright idea for once. Guys, help Hokage-chan out of her clothes. She’s sick and we need to take care of her!”
“Yes boss!”
“Holy, look at her pants. Are you a slut, Hokage-sama? It looks like you peed your pants but it’s all cum, isn’t it.”
Tsunade was in tears now, and, not knowing what to do, could only continue to play up her supposed identity as an impersonator. She was starting to realize that whoever Kunio’s associate was, he or she had no intention of extracting her from this situation.
“P….please…. I… only take photos… I… don’t do those things!”
“Why not, hahaha, you obviously like to get dirty, Hokage-chan. I bet there are really rich people who would pay to have sex with Hokage-chan. Here, why don’t we make you feel good and convince you to expand your occupational horizons, ahahahahaha.”
Hands twisting. Pulling, Pushing. Before she could think of what to say next, Tsunade found that she was kneeling before the boss, her clothes having been stripped from her and thrown beneath her as a makeshift barrier from the dirt.
His dick was already out in one hand, coated with precum.
“Hokage-sama. You really do look sick. If you drink the medicine I’m offering to you, We’ll give you a fresh set of clothes and get you to wherever it is you need to go, okay?”
Tsunade clenched her jaws shut tightly, shaking her head furiously even as the men pressed her back onto her knees every time she tried to stand up.
“Ooooh Hokage-sama. you are one naughty little girl.” the leader said, laughing as he wagged a finger at her.
“But no problem. My medicine works just as well if we rub in into your skin. Fella’s hold Hokage-sama’s head back so she doesn’t hurt herself.”
A hand grabbed a fistful of Tsunade’s hair, yanking her head back. Meanwhile, the two men with their arms wrapped around her shoulders bent her arms backwards and inwards, forcing her chest to thrust up at the leader, who, after running his precum all over the top of her breasts, grabbed both of them and mashed them together, sandwiching his cock between them.
“Oooooh, oooooh that’s good, Hokage-sama. My god your titties are beautiful.” The leader said, as the tip of his dick would disappear from between Tsunade’s breast, only to slickly slide back into view whenever he thrust forwards and upwards into her torso.
“Ahnnnnn… Ahhhhnnn” Tsunade couldn’t help but cum as, once again, her battle instincts kicked in and she tried to mold chakra without thinking of the consequences.
“Hokage-sama likes her medicine, doesn’t she? Be patient…. Hokage-sama….I’m… almost…. Raaaaah!”
Less than three minutes in, and Tsunade shivered, feeling the leader tense up. The head of his penis once again emerged from between her globes, and started to spray gunk up and over her face. His subordinate that had been holding her head back by the hair almost didn’t react in time, but managed to shove her head forward so as to shield himself from his bosses’s ejaculation.
The first spurt landed square on her right eye, forcing it shut. Then more rained against her face, peppering her eyebrows, her nose, then finally, her mouth, which remained shut even as the leader took over control of Tsunade’s hair to bring her head further forward so he could rub the remaining bit of his cum directly onto her lips, pressing his head against them and dragging his dick across both lips like he was applying lipstick to her.
The arms grabbing Tsunade momentarily loosened, as she sunk down onto the pile of her clothes beneath her, utterly defeated and humiliated.
This must be a dream… please let it be a dream!
“Yo boss… do we only use her titties as well, or can we…”
“ I’m getting first dibs on her twat as soon as I can go again. Meanwhile, you five teach this little slut how to drink her medicine properly.” The leader said.
“Waaaah, boss, but what if she bites?” one of the men said, as several pairs of hands fought to pry Tsunade’s jaws apart. One man grabbed her discarded shirt, and used the green fabric to sloppily wipe away his bosses’s semen from her chest and face.
“Haha, shit-for-brains speaks without thinking again. We just need to make it clear to Hokage-chan who’s in charge here, don’t we, boss.”
"Shut up, you idiot, I know what to do here." the one they called Shit-for-brains said.
“Eeeeeeeeeeeek!”
Tsunade squealed as she felt two hands reach around her from behind, and, with two pairs of thumbs and index fingers, clamp down on her stiff nipples.
She squirmed and squirmed, but the fingers held fast, crushing her tender nubs between them, rolling them around slowly and excruciatingly.
“P...please! Make it stop! make it staaaaaahp!” she cried out.
“Hokage-chan, are you going to take your medicine like a good girl?” The man pinching her, Shit-for-brains, whispered into Tsunade’s ear, his moist breath washing against her face.
“Y….yes.... I.... I’ll open my mouthawWUAAAAAH!!!!!” Tsunade screamed as the man shifted one hand from one of her nips to her groin, and without even having to look, found her engorged clitorus, and squeezed it just as mercilessly as he had her nips.
“Jeeez, someone might hear, you idiots.” The boss said, still nursing his dick as he savored the sight of his men toying with this beautiful look-alike.
“On it, boss.” Tsunade’s green shirt, the part that had just wiped away the cum from her face, now found its way into her mouth as someone gagged her with it.
“I said, are you going to drink your medicine like a good girl, Hokage-chan?”
Unfortunately, Tsunade had just started another orgasm as her clit was pinched, so by the time she was able to stop screaming into the gag, and nod weakly, nearly a minute had passed.
“There, I think she’s all good, boys. Since I did all the work, I’m first.” her torturer said, getting up and walking around to face Tsunade, who without hesitation, took the offered member into her mouth, still in too much pain to register the rancid taste of the unclean cock.
The next few minutes were a blur, as, one after the other, Tsunade suckled the cum from five penises, learning quickly to thoroughly drink every load down and clean the heads with her tongue, lest she suffered more torment to her abused buds.
Meanwhile, Kunio’s jutsu still worked at her, making her hornier, and hornier, until Tsunade could barely think to do anything but wish for someone to take her in her womanhood already, and fuck her out of this misery.
Nearby, on a rooftop hidden within the shadows, the hooded figure watched everything unfold. Silently, unmoving. He made no attempt to save Tsunade from her hell as, finally, she was held in a half kneeling position, her arms pulled outwards, with the leader of this rowdy gang of thugs hovering behind her, two hands readjusting the height and angle of her hips as he got ready to lay claim to her quivering snatch from behind. His subordinates were cheering the two soon-to-be lovers on, chanting, “Hokage-chan! Hokage-chan! Hokage-chan!” over and over again.
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This Chapter… got out of hand really quickly. I hadn’t even intended for Tsunade to run into the gang when I started writing, but as soon as I started her down the path of taking “detours” in back alleys, it became pretty obvious what should happen next.
Thoughts and comments on this chapter are welcome at the forum link below, or in the review section. How much longer should I keep Tsunade here in the alley? Will she even make it to work today?
http://www2.adult-fanfiction.org/forum/index.php/topic/60817-the-legendary-sucker-chronicles/
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