Kyuubi's Pet | By : TJChaos Category: Naruto > General Views: 10036 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 2 |
Disclaimer: The following is a farcical parody. The events portrayed within are a ludicrous representation of a fictional world. I don't own Naruto, but if I did there'd be a lot more nubile ninja lovin'. Also, I make no profit from this. That's a shame. |
++ CHAPTER 6 ++
Ino’s Revenge
As an alternative to constantly masturbating, Ino had found another outlet for her insatiable lust. After her self-imposed exile from Konoha (what else could she do with an eight inch dick and a need to constantly jerk it off?) she had been living in a mostly-deserted forest. Whenever someone came near to her position, Ino had possessed them and used their bodies to look for clues of Sakura’s whereabouts (that BITCH!), normally with less than encouraging results.
Two or three months into this lifestyle she had been surprised to come across Tenten, who was in the area for some mission or other. The other girl had been a little grossed-out, but seemed very interested in seeing how it worked. A few prods here and there caused Ino to lose control and a torrent of cum washed over Tenten. The blond-haired girl apologised profusely for her bad manners, but Tenten said it was alright. Then, scooping a dollop of cum in her mouth, she said she wanted to experiment further.
They fucked like bunnies. And they kept fucking. Ino’s urges were kept under control by Tenten’s accommodating vagina for the best part of a year – a very fun year.
Then, one day, when Ino was away from the small cabin they now shared, she felt it. It was familiar and it made her very angry. She could detect Sakura’s chakra – that BITCH! She chased the source only to find that it wasn’t Sakura at all, but three girls dressed in the most appallingly revealing clothing, and they were taking away an unconscious Tenten! As Ino watched from the bushes – stroking herself, of course – she saw a symbol on the skin of one of her lover’s captors, a symbol that Sakura used to use when they were younger. Finally, a connection to her torturer!
She followed at a distance all the way back to a hidden entrance on the side of a mountain. The area seemed inconspicuous enough – a perfect hideout for an evil demon monster and its pink-haired love bunny. But that was as far as Ino went. She wasn’t stupid. She knew that attacking Sakuslut in her own lair was a dangerous game, and she had no intention of going anywhere near Kyuubi.
She used her mind-taking jutsu to possess one of Sakura’s lewd ninjas and scout ahead, even meeting with the cherry temptress herself.
“Bitch… Bitch… BITCH!” Ino snarled under her breath as she furiously whacked off to the mental image of her slutty adversary, naked except for the FUCKING jewels all over her FUCKING body and the FUCKING… BITCH… WOULD… GET IT!!
She almost came but brought herself back from the brink just before she did. No, it wouldn’t do to waste herself here.
Ino entered the Den of the Beast.
A little while later, she had successfully managed to infiltrate Sakura’s palace and memorised the layout. It was quite simple. Beneath all the opulence the place was, after all, merely a small system of caves. There were three wide spaces that served as the main part of the harem, the floors lined with soft shag carpeting and silken cushions of varying size and colour that the pleasure ninjas slept and screwed on. At the centre of each room stood a unique monument of incredibly vulgar taste. One such shrine was a bronze statue of Sakura sandwiched between two heavily-muscled male lovers; Another, a life-sized – and very detailed – golden effigy of Sakura upon a pillar with her legs wide open. Ino was horrified to notice that there was a recess in the pussy that dripped with semen – presumably, the man-slaves would fuck the effigy when they couldn’t get any Sakura meat. The centrepiece in the final monument area was a large pool filled with what Ino assumed on first glance to be wine. Upon closer inspection, however, the mixture appeared to be a diluted drug. With her limited knowledge of medical ninjutsu, Ino could determine that it was some kind of aphrodisiac, but she was able to guess its additional properties as a memory-wiper from witnessing the ninjas. They were clearly living in some kind of dream world, drugged up to the eyeballs.
It was despicable. Sakura would pay.
Not that Ino actually cared about these people. Fuck ‘em. She was just using them as an excuse to get angrier at Sakura.
Damn her! Ino would get her and then own her! In the name of great justice!
After she’d dispelled this freaking Chinpo no Jutsu of course!
There were few other rooms in the palace, except for a number of corridors. Ino went down one of these, a very deep, dark one, but stopped about half-way down it. She could feel the evil emanating from the darkness ahead. Tendrils of shadow seemed to wrap around her, and she had turned and fled. That had to be the dominion of Kyuubi. She wasn’t going to go anywhere near there again.
There was the throne room just opposite the harem rooms, of course. Aside from that there were a few miscellaneous alcoves – little more than closets, really – where supplies were kept and food was prepared, et cetera.
But what Ino found most surprising was what lay in the deepest part of Sakura’s domain.
The dungeons.
There were young female ninjas here. They were attached to various implements of sexual torture and they wriggled and moaned in a private world of their own. There were definitely drugs at work here and Ino could tell what Sakura did here.
She played with them like toys
Ino crept quietly between once-proud ninjas, many gagged and blindfolded, vibrating implements sticking out of every available orifice, writhing in pleasure or, for those not yet broken, sobbing in humiliation. Many had collars attached to shackles on the wall with heavy chains and fanciful butt-plugs made to look like furry tails. These were Sakura’s pets, and many looked up at Ino with happy, innocent faces, drugged out of their minds.
All were tattooed with that hateful mark of Sakura.
Ino shuddered to think of Tenten, her fuck-friend, subjected to this kind of treatment. As this thought crossed her mind, she spotted her.
Tenten was blindfolded with a ballgag in her mouth. She was inside a cell with iron bars and lay writhing on the cold, stone floor. She had a vibrator stuck in both her pussy and ass, and her arms and legs were strapped together, leaving her unable to move anywhere. She whimpered and moaned now and then.
Unlocking the door with her Ninja Skillz, Ino walked over to Tenten and took off her blindfold. Tenten’s eyes looked up at her, unfocused.
“Mno?” she said.
“Yes, it’s me,” said Ino, assuming that she’d said ‘Ino’. “I’ll get you out of here.”
She unstrapped her lover’s bonds and removed the toys from her naughty bits. “Are you OK?”
Tenten leaned over and grabbed Ino tightly. “Oh god, Ino. I’m so fucking horny! She did something to me… I need it! Now!”
“Now isn’t really the time. We have to…”
“No! Now!” Tenten grabbed Ino’s dick and rubbed it, knowing how sensitive it was and how the blond girl would react. Sure enough, she fell to her knees and grunted.
“Ah! Don’t do that!”
“I have to!” Tenten gave the cock a lick and then pushed Ino to the ground. She straddled the pinned girl and slipped her sopping wet pussy over Ino’s rod.
“Oh YES!” Tenten screamed out. Ino wanted to hush her, but she was completely taken by the sensation of cunt flesh on cock.
The girl began to pump up and down on Ino’s rod very rapidly.
“Oh, I need this! I need this! Give it to me!” she moaned, drooling out the corner of her mouth, her eyes rolling skyward.
Ino tried to get up – this really wasn’t the time for greasy ramrod action – but she couldn’t resist the feeling. Damn you, Sakura! If I get caught because of this-!
Tenten was screeching and reaching orgasm quickly. “I love it! I love it! I want your cock! I want to milk it! Ever since I saw you that day I wanted to be your cumdump! It was so big and lovely and I love it! I love it! It never gets tired! It always has more lovely lovely cum to spray me with! Spray me full of cum! Pleeeeeeeease!”
The blond girl came inside and Tenten collapsed on her, sweaty and gasping.
“Wonderful,” she simpered, “wonderful!”
It was all Ino could do to stop pumping her love stick into her lover again. With supreme power of will, she pushed the drooling girl off her and pulled her to her feet.
“Tenten,” she whispered in her ear. “When we get out of here, I promise I’ll fuck you for a week, non-stop. No breaks. Just dick… lots of dick. But first we have to get the fuck out of here, so let’s…”
“Hey!” came an unfamiliar voice. “What are you d…”
Ino twirled around and, with an expert flick of the wrist, sent a large glob of cum flying into the stranger’s eye.
“Argh! I can’t see!” cried the person (who turned out to be a guard). While he was flailing about, Ino gave him a chop on the back of the neck and he collapsed, unconscious.
Ino glared down at him. “Never mess with a big-dicked ninja, bitch.”
Having had the cock for a year now, Ino had mastered the long-forgotten art of Semen no Jutsu. She could use her mighty spray to do a number of incredible, and let’s face it, disgusting, things. It is perhaps interesting to note that the only other proponent of this hidden art alive today was Naruto’s old teacher Jiraya. This was why he was so feared, and why he had to live in the middle of nowhere, alone. No bugger’d go near him.
“Come on!” Ino said, grabbing Tenten’s wrist and going for the door. Before she could reach it, though, she heard another voice she recognised.
“Ino?”
She turned around to see Hinata sitting on the floor. She was completely nude except for a pair of high-healed shoes and a collar around her neck, attached to the wall.
“Hinata? What are you doing here?”
“I… I’m Saku-sama’s… dog…” she muttered, staring down at her fingers, which she twiddled, nervously.
Ino rolled her eyes. “I’ve had just about enough of this perversion for one day. Come on, Hinata. Let’s go.”
With great skill, Ino unlocked the collar around Hinata’s neck and grabbed her arm.
“Come with me!”
But the dark-haired girl didn’t budge.
“N-no,” she said. “I have to stay here. I have to meet Naruto-kun.”
Ino looked at her incredulously. “What are you talking about, you big-titted balloon?”
Hinata looked down nervously.
“S-Saku-sama said that... if I’m really good, sh-she’ll let me see Naruto-kun.” She flushed deeply. “I really want to see him again.”
Ino sighed in annoyance and crouched down to face the other girl. She grabbed the sides of her face and brought Hinata’s eyes to the level of her own.
“Listen to me, Hinata. Sakura has gone insane. She’s become so corrupted by Kyuubi’s power that she’s taking people’s minds. She’s walking around in the nude and building freakin’ bronze statues of herself.” She thought of the cum-stained doll and shuddered. “The Sakura we knew is dead. She’s been replaced by this…”
(CUNT!! – BITCH!! – WHORE!!)
“… other person. She’s become so addicted to Naruto’s chakra that she’s lost the ability to love anything else, and she will never – ever – let you near Naruto. Your only hope is to escape. We can come back with ninjas. We can kick her ass. And then we can fucking RAPE it!”
Hinata looked at her strangely.
“Sorry, I’m very angry these days. But you understand, don’t you?”
Hinata nodded slowly.
“So let’s go.”
With that, the three kunoichi got to their feet and left the dungeon, creeping through the twisting corridors like only a classically-trained ninja can.
Wait here, Ino signalled to the others. They were just outside the harem rooms and Ino used a mirror to observe the positions of all the pleasure ninjas, only to find the place…
“Empty,” she whispered. “Uh oh. This could be bad. Hinata, I need you to use your Byakugan.”
This was the Hyuuga family’s evil eye ability that allowed the dark-haired girl to observe her surroundings with a 360 degree view. With this, she would be able to place every ninja in the cave.
“Um… sorry, Ino. I think the drugs did something to my head. I can’t do it right now.”
Well, isn’t that convenient?
“Crap!” Ino swore. “That could really have helped us here.”
Yup, it could have.
Grabbing hold of Hinata’s arm, Ino led the trio past the harem rooms and into the upward-sloping corridor that led, eventually, to the surface.
However…
“Where do you think you’re going, Ino-PIG?”
The three kunoichi slid to a halt as they were confronted by Sakura and her entire army of pleasure-nin.
She had an obscene smile on her face, and when Ino looked up into her eyes she thought, How sad. You’re not even you anymore, are you wide forehead girl?
And Sakura had changed to Ino. It wasn’t just the longer hair or the nudity (although that was pretty weird), it was the cruel lines of her face and the vindictive look in her eyes. Bitch she may have been, but Sakura had always been – and Ino hated to admit this – a good person.
This person standing before her was twisted and evil. And this made her angrier than the whole cock thing.
Actually, no it didn’t.
“Get rid of my dick you fluffy-haired cock whore, or I’ll cum in your eye!”
From behind Ino, the now-awake guard said, “She’ll do it as well! Believe me!”
Sakura merely laughed. It was a maniacal, evil genius-y kind of a laugh. Ino rolled her eyes. “Oh, give it a rest, bitch!”
The pink-haired Overlord merely hissed at her and then turned her eyes on Hinata. The nervous girl fell backwards and wilted under the gaze.
“S-saku-sama… I-I-I… I… How?” she stuttered. She looked more terrified than Ino had ever seen her before.
“How, Hinata-dog?” Sakura smiled. “You can’t leave, remember? You belong to me and always will.”
She pointed, and it was then that Ino noticed the chakra tattoo on Hinata’s hip.
“Ah, shit,” she said.
“And now I’ll have to punish all three of you. Take them down to the dungeon.” Sakura cried imperiously.
Ino struggled and bit, but couldn’t break free as she was carried bodily back the way she came. As she was carried around the corner, she heard Sakura say, “Mark the blond bitch.”
And Ino became very afraid.
++ END OF CHAPTER 6
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