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The Legendary Sucker Chronicles	By : MorbidFantasy Category: Naruto > General Views: 87717 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Although I’ve gotten as far as chapter 10 in writing this fic (I literally drank a gallon of coffee in one day), I had intended to stagger out the updates a little more so I could refine each chapter before release, as well as make it so I don’t have a huge lapse between updates.
However, chapters 5 and 6 are, in many ways, partner chapters. I literally wrote them as one chapter before realizing that I had an 8000 word behemoth on my hand.
This chapter, I feel, gives context to the previous one.
Chapter 6: Reliving the past.
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Kunio only made sure to inform Shizune that Tsunade had taken her up the offer to sub in for her for the day, and is currently heading into town to take care of some personal business.
After intently watching the Hokage’s loyal assistant station herself behind the Hokage desk, Kunio, still in his anbu getup, excused himself from her office.
Returning to the Hokage mansion, where he had seen Tsunade off only minutes prior, Kunio let himself into Tsunade’s bedroom, sitting himself down on her bed, and brought an object out from under his cloak.
It was the crystal ball that used to belong to Sandaime, the one that allowed a person with the necessary skill to find and monitor virtually anyone within the radius of the village.
Kunio found Tsunade just as she ran headlong into the six ruffians in the alleyway.
The ball told him everything, from the fact that Hikari was monitoring the entire situation and has decided to let things play themselves out, to Tsunade’s panic induced decision to play herself off as an impersonator, one with no combative skills whatsoever, to everything that followed.
Kunio removed his mask, and a lone tear could be seen cascading from one of his eyes.
“Hokage-hime,” He said to the image of Tsunade as the hooligans started to get increasingly handsy with the latter.
“Now you know what can fester in the dark corners of a village that otherwise appears to shine so brightly,” he said, his words meant for Tsunade even though the crystal ball doesn’t actually transmit any sound, and therefore his words were more to himself than anyone else.
“Now you know how a young boy might, along with his barely 14-year old nee-san, end up having to walk through one of the many dank alleyways of Konoha, for no better reason than they could only afford to live in that poor area on the monthly stipend the village doled out to orphaned children whose shinobi parents had both died in the war.”
Kunio could feel the effects of his jutsu prevent Tsunade from fighting back as the hands of the men grew bolder, more sinister.
This encounter hadn’t been in his plans, but Kunio hesitated to send the signal to Hikari for him to leave his post and dispatch the ruffians. Instead, he continued to speaking to the image of Tsunade, as if the latter could hear him.
“The boy was 7. He couldn’t remember his parents, as they had died soon after he was born. His sister never made it into Konoha’s academy. It wasn’t because she wasn’t skilled. She had talent. But from when she was 8, she had taken it upon herself to care for her younger little brother. From where they lived close to the south village markets, she would work at a flower stall during the day, and at night, mop the floors of the next door flower in. Her little brother spent his young years strapped to her back, crying for her attention most of the time.
She was the same age as you, Hokage-hime, a young, beautiful Senju girl who loved her clan, even though they had more or less forsaken her and her little brother.
Six years, the two siblings grew, having only each other. Her little brother got into the academy just when he turned 7. His nee-san was so happy, she took him shopping for his favorite candy right afterwards.”
Tsunade was currently being unwillingly tittiefucked by the leader of the gang. Kunio paused, look at her, now with two full line of tears down his cheeks.”
“They played their favorite game of hide and seek, with him dashing between alleys and her calling after him, laughing. But then she makes a wrong turn, and runs into a couple of men.”
“Her little brother rounded the corner to see his sister screaming and kicking, as two men twice her size tore the clothing from her back. He didn’t know what they intended to do to her, but launches himself at them, yelling “LET HER GO, LET HER GO!”
He hits two of them, but there were others behind them, and one of them blindsides the boy in the back of his head. He falls to the ground. His sister is screaming his name, begging the men not to hurt him.”
Kunio stopped and watched the scene with Tsunade unfold a little more.
“If that had been you, a 14 year old Tsunade-hime, and not her poor, orphaned, 14-year old senju cousin… you could’ve fought them off. You had shinobi training. Even if you didn’t have training, the granddaughter of Shodaime was never without her protectors… but what did my sister have? She had wasted her time raising her young, useless, brother, who couldn’t even remember much of what happened after he was hit, let alone defend her.”
Kunio reached into his cloak, and brought out a worn out left shoe, with a much faded flower embroidered on it. He wiped his eyes, but more tears replaced the ones he wiped away.
“By the time I came to, nee-san was gone, leaving behind only this shoe, I won’t see her again for another eight years. The only thing I remembered her saying was ‘Don’t hurt him! I’ll do whatever you want me to do! Please, don’t hurt him!’”
The leader of the gang was now allowing his subordinates to torture Tsunade into letting them into her mouth.
“Eight years later, the boy has become a grown shinobi. He never stopped searching for his nee-san. He tracked down the men, one by one. None of them knew where she was after they had finished using her body, having sold her to a passing human trafficker since they didn’t even have the guts to put her out of her misery.
The boy tracked down the human trafficker. From there, he went from place to place, the filth of each place his sister had possibly stayed at a blade to his heart.
Then, he found her. She was 22 years old. He had only just celebrated her birthday by himself the week before. He calls to her. “nee-san, it’s me! Kunio, I’ve finally found you, thank goodness! Nee-san?!”
Kunio wiped away the last of his tears, the hard look returning to his eyes.
“Can you guess what she said to him at that moment? Nothing. Her eyes had an empty, vacant stare to them. She had spent too many 40 hour shifts taking in customers, one after the other, sometimes in groups, subsisting only off of emergency rations and energy pills fed to her by her employee. The informational plaque that she had been sold with, from buyer to buyer, read ‘if she looks like she’s about to give up, tell her her little brother needs her to stay strong.’
Can you believe it, Hokage-hime? Eight years of obeying tormentor after tormentor, with only the hopes that her little brother is safe to sustain her, and when he finally finds her, she can’t even recognize him, and actually crawls towards him, her clothes hanging from her abused body. They put aphrodisiac in everything she ate or drank to make her always ready for business, and it had robbed her of her sanity.
‘Thank you for taking care of my brother!’ she said. Apparently that was the lie she had embraced. She fumbled at her brother’s pants, mistaking him for a client. He’s too shocked to stop her. She takes him into her mouth, just like you’re doing to that man now.
The boy didn’t even try to stop her, because he knew, at that moment, this was the last time he would be able to feel his nee-san’s love, and give her his love in return after years of being unable to thank her for raising him.
Disgusting, I know, but what else could I do? I loved my nee-san, and in that time, it was the only way left for me to communicate my love to her. I won’t tell you how long we held onto each other, only that the moment I felt my nee-san squeeze me tightly, taking all of me into her for the final time, I looked into her eyes, and for a brief moment, it almost looked like there was a spark of recognition. Maybe a part of her did know that she has finally reunited with her younger brother, even as he drove his kunai in between her heaving breasts and ended her suffering.
In that moment, I abandoned my given name. I was no longer Senju. Hokage-hime. You don’t know it yet, but you haven’t even begun to feel the depths of my wrath. Not yet, not even close.”
Kunio finished his recounting of his childhood, just in time for the voice of Hikari to pop into his head.
Are you seeing what I’m seeing, sensei?
Yes, Hikari, I’m watching it.
Should I do something? I read the mind of the leader when his men weren’t noticing. He’s not going to stop anytime soon, and is planning on taking Tsunade to his home nearby for more time with her.
Keep an eye on the situation. Hikari. As long as there’s no threat to her life, this is a good learning experience for Hokage-hime.
Got it. Should I let Inomaru know today’s plans are going to be on hold?
I’ll do it. Our client today has waited all this time, I’m sure he can wait a little longer. I’ll tell Inomaru what to tell him to put a good spin on this whole situation.
Got it.
Kunio watched as Tsunade, having finished with her blowjobs, be moved into position for the leader to take her in her flower.
He remembered his sister again, and, despite the pain that this setting invoked in him, forced himself to continue watching, a grim satisfaction that even if it took over 35 years to happen, his much privileged cousin was finally able to feel the same despair and helplessness that his nii-san must’ve felt that fateful day in the alley.”
In the alley
Tsunade screamed into her own cum soaked outer shirt when she felt the leader thrust into her from behind, the orgasm from the very sensation of being filled ripping through her, and, finally, taking with it a portion of the overwhelming arousal.
“Whoa there, Hokage-chan, it’s happy to know you too, hahahaha,” The leader said, his ego stoked that he was able to make her cum with so little effort. He placed one hand against the small of Tsunade’s back, pressing against it and making her arch more so as to angle her rump more to his liking, allowing him to penetrate her even more deeply.
With his men holding her up by the arms, the leader eagerly snaked his hands around to grope Tsunade’s massive mammaries, kneading and fondling while also using them as leverage to thrust into her.
When she stopped screaming, they let the shirt gag fall from her mouth.
“Please, gentler, your fingers… be gentle…” Tsunade moaned, as her nips were rolled around between the leader’s own fingers. They were still flushed purple from when his underling had pinched them.
“Yes, honey, as you command. Please tell me how to please your slutty body, Hokage-chan.” The leader said, his subordinates quick to howl with laughter. He reached one hand down, searching for Tsunade’s clitorus, massaging the edge of her folds as his dick squelched in and out of her.
“I...ahn, aaaahn. I can’t hold on anymore. The shirt. please… the shirt! the wAHHNNNNMMMMMMPH” Tsunade said, literally begging to be gagged before she came, fearful that her screams would bring in bystanders, or even worse, more men to rape her. The men laughed as one of them obliged her, gagging her just in time for her body to spasm against his leader’s venerable cock.
It was the biggest ego trip the leader had ever felt. He could do no wrong. Every place he thought to fondle and rub had an immediate effect on his pet Hokage. She came four times before he was even remotely closed to finish, and by the time he started speeding up inside her, with her begging for him to slow down, He could feel her nearing another orgasm.
“Hokage-chan, I’m… almost.. there… wait for me… let’s… together….RWAHHHHHHH!!!” He roared triumphantly, mashing himself against her , his hands gripping her tits so tight his fingertips turned white.
Tsunade came with him, just like he wanted. For ten seconds, neither of them moved, save for the soft pulsing of their bodies as she milked his cock of every drop of cum.
His knees felt like jelly, and he needed the help of his men to get to his feet.
Tsunade felt him come around, and opened her mouth to sloppily wiped her tongue against his cum covered dick, gagging a little when he decided he needed a full length cleaning and pushed his rapidly diminishing penis into her mouth.
“Ahhhh, that was amazing. I’m gonna take a smoke break, guys.” the leader said, when he had finished donning his pants.
“When yall are finished with your second go at her, bring her to my apartment. I think we’ve found our entertainment for the rest of the day, fellas, ahahahaha.”
Even before he had a chance to finish his sentence, three of his men, the beefier ones, had strong armed their way to the front of the queue. Without a single word shared between them, they immediately had one man laying on Tsunade’s cloths, the others making the poor woman straddle him. Her pussy slid effortlessly down onto his engorged penis, one of the larger ones of the bunch. Just as quickly, she was taken from behind, then, her mouth as well.
“Yo, We’re rotating every two minutes. I want to spent at least a little time with Hokage-chan’s other holes before I cum.”
“Shut the fuck up, shit-for-brains, at least you’re at the front of the line!” said one of the two smaller men, both of whom ended up unable to wait and, grabbing one of Tsunade’s hand each, wrapped her fingers around their cocks and started to make her jerk them off.
“Ow ow ow ow ow ow, Yo, bitch, be careful with that death grip,” Tsunade had just climaxed, and had involuntarily squeezed her hands around the cocks they held.
“Hey, what did you just call Hokage-chan? Show her a little respect, stupid.”
“You’re right you’re right. Hokage-chan, please be gentle with holding my cock, ahahahahaha.”
“Ahahahahaha, I can feel her orgasm even from inside her asshole, Yo, shit-for-brains, your dick still there? Hokage-chan didn’t bite it off accidentally did she?”
“Naw man, I knew she was gonna cum so I craned her head all the way back and put it all in. She can’t bite down even if she wanted to, I’m still feeling the back of her throat shaking, hahahaha.”
“Smart move… for a shit-for-brains, hahahaha.”
“Man fuck you!”
“No, fuck her!”
“You know what, you’re right, ahahahahahaha”
“Hey guys, you think we might be able to sneak a little more than round 2 in before the boss notices? Ooooooh… How about… uhnnnn... yall let us smaller guys into that sweet baby-tunnel or shit pipe before we take her up to the boss's place?”
“Or you could just wait your turn like a good little boy, hahaha,”
“...too….late....”
Tsunade felt the warm cum splashing across her back as one of the men she was jerking off leaned forward to deposit his load onto her. The warmth ran down her back, slowing as it lost volume.
Less than five minutes later, the other hand also felt its occupying member pulse, and this time, the load splashed into her hair, some of it dribbling down Tsunade’s sweaty locks and falling onto the guy beneath her.
“YO, what the fuck man?!”
“S...sorry, Puma-san.” the offender apologized, grabbing a clean corner of Tsunade’s cloth from underneath his friend and mopping up the dribbled cum.
“Yo, I’m not gonna let that happen again. Everyone stand up, Tora-san, you and I are gonna make Hokage-chan fly, ahahahahaha, Shit-for-brains, I’m giving you ten seconds to finish up.
“Oh, I was done a minute ago, I was just enjoying parking my dick inside Hokage-chan’s mouth, hahaha, she hasn’t stopped wrapping her tongue around me the entire time!”
“Shieeeeeet.”
True to his word, Puma and Tora soon had Tsunade wedged between them, with Tora holding her up from behind by the inside of her knees.
“P...please… let me go after.... you’re done....” Tsunade begged, knowing she was already late to the office. In her orgasm-addled mind, she had forgotten that she was still under surveillance by Kunio’s associate.
“No can do, Hokage-chan, the boss gave us his orders. He’s probably catching a nap right now after his smoke, but That won’t be long, and if he learns we let you off so easily, we’d all be in trouble, hehehe.” Puma said, pistoning himself in and out of Tsunade’s dripping pussy.
The men very soon decided to see if they could indeed keep Tsunade to themselves for a little longer, and sent one of the two handsies off to check on the leader.
The messenger soon returned with the good news.
“Boss is up, but says we can take our time. He doesn’t want so much jizz on his floor, and wants us to wipe Hokage-chan off with her clothes before we bring her up to him.”
“What do we do with the cloths?”
“Toss them.”
Tsunade’s eyes widened. She had still hung onto a glimmer of hope in getting away from these men, but if she didn’t have her clothes…
“Please… don’t throw my clothes away… you can leave them here, I’ll pick them up myself later…ahhnnnnnnn” she said, feeling warmth shooting into her bowels from Tora’s pulsating member.
“Hahaha, maybe we will, maybe we won’t. We’ll see about that later. Yo, Tiny, for your run to the boss, Hokage-chan’s ass is yours.”
“Woohoo! Thanks a bunch, Tora-san! Wait… who’s gonna hold her up?”
“Ahahahaha, don’t worry. Shit-for-brains and I’ll take care of that from the side. Yo, Puma, stop for a bit while we sort this out…”
“No… can… do...I’m… almost… Ooooooooh!” Puma groaned, exploding inside of Tsunade.
“Dibbs on the vag!” Tiny immediately called.
As both of the group’s most well muscled pulled out of her, Tsunade was let down, and for a brief moment, had to support her own body on wobbly legs.
Tiny and his small friend decided that they’d much prefer the horizontal position, so Tsunade soon found herself back on her knees, straddling Tiny, while his friend plugged her from behind.
“W...wait a minute… I’ve still only used her mouth.” Shit-for-brain suddenly said.
“Bwahahahaha. Well it’s not like you have a third stiffy yet. Boss gave us all the time we need, so just wait your turn. Hey, Hokage-chan, how’s Tiny’s cock feel in your twat? He’s a small fella, but god thought it would be a good joke to give him a massive penis, hahahaha.”
It was true. Tiny’s dick was nearly half a length longer than its nearest competition, and girthy as well. Tsunade had felt how big his cock was when she was jerking him off, and as soon as she started sinking onto him, started to quake, cumming when her lips met his hilt, having never felt so stretched and deeply penetrated in her life. The orgasm was so good that Tsunade didn’t realize she was moaning incoherently until five minutes later.
She soon learned the names or nicknames of the rest of the five men raping her, as well as the name of their leader. Whether this information could be of use in the future, she could only hope.
Tanaka, the leader, who, at 34 was not only the oldest age wise, but had been haunting this alley the longest, ever since he was 10. No real occupation other than the loft and savings his dead parents had left him.
Puma and Tora, or Puma and Tiger. The two muscles of the group. Not the smartest nor the dumbest, but completely devoted to following Tanaka’s orders.
Shit-for-brains, which was a misnomer, as he was actually one of the most clever ones. Apparently the others called him that because he was always coming up with “shitty ideas” to make a quick buck. He was the one who tortured Tsunade’s nipples and clit in order to make her open her mouth for them.
Tiny, who was physically the smallest but had the largest cock.
Fisheyes, the one Tsunade had ran into rounding that fateful corner. The runt of the group in status, he was actually the nicest of the bunch, spending far more time than the rest actually trying to make sure Tsunade was feeling pleasure, wiping the cum from her back and her skin, caressing and massaging her back even as he was butt fucking her. He even gave the token effort of stopping the others from continuing to pinch her nips and clit for no reason at all.
“Yo, stop pinching her, she’s already letting us fuck her.” He said, as Shit-for-brains, still waiting for his third hardon to happen, started to abuse Tsunade’s nips again.
“Man shut the fuck up. You trying to be the hero here, Mr. Romantic?”
“Don’t be stupid. I’m just thinking about the boss. He’s letting us take our time, so the least we can do is deliver Hokage-chan to him without too much wear and tear.”
That logic seemed to do the trick, and for the rest of what still ended up being over two hours of non-stop fucking, they left her three nubs alone. For that, Tsunade was almost grateful to Fisheyes.
At some point, the arousal jutsu Kunio had inflicted her with that morning seemed to abate somewhat, if still ever present. Tsunade was, for the most part, able to make the walk from the alleyway to the adjacent street, where she was ushered into a seemingly empty building.
Tanaka’s 2nd story flat was only a small part of the building, but as no one else was living there anymore, he essentially had claimed the entire place for his gang. His living room was a mash of any spare piece of furniture, decorations, tools and what nots that his crew had scavenged up off of the streets.
”Ah, Tsunade-hime!” he said, calling Tsunade by her name, and for a split second, she thought he had somehow made her, before the sniggers of the men around her told her that he was simply roleplaying.
Behind him was an old weight-lifting station that seemed to be missing too many parts to be functional but still had a solid metal frame, from which Tanaka had secured several makeshift loops and hooks. One look and Tsunade knew he meant to tie her to the damned thing.
“Come, come, let’s make hime comfortable, guys, let’s give our guest a warm welcome to our humble abode!”
On the other side of the wall, in an adjacent empty room.
Hikari’s byakugan picked up everything that was happening.
Sensei, if things keep going the way they are, I have a feeling Tsunade might be spending the night.
There was a long pause before the reply came, which Hikari took to mean his sensei, at some point, had stopped watching Tsunade in the crystal ball, and just now had to bring it out again.
It’s fine. I’ll have Inomaru relieve you at sundown. I’m at the lab right now getting things ready for our next test subject. When Inomaru gets there, you come straight to the lab.
Understood.
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