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Kyuubi's Pet	By : TJChaos Category: Naruto > General Views: 10032 -:- 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.

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++ CHAPTER 7 ++

Sakura�s Pet
A month had passed.

In one of Sakura�s harem rooms, the one that had become the

most popular lately, a crowd gathered in a ring around the centre of the

room. Most of them were men, but several women were there as well. All

were watching something in the centre of the circle. The rest of the

women could not see the entertainment, so they were scattered around the

room in groups, lounging on the soft cushions that covered the

floor.

The heat in the room was incredible, and the onlookers had

long since discarded their flimsy clothing. The women sat chatting to one

another, their bodies shining with sweat that dripped loosely from their

lithe frames. They were talking about various things, including the love

they all felt for Saku-sama, or just talking dirty to get each other off.

But mostly they were talking about the spectacle before

them.

Suddenly from amongst the crowd came a grunt and then a

mighty roar as the man in the middle of the commotion raised his arms in

victory. All assembled, men and women alike, cheered and gave applause as

he staggered from the circle and collapsed on a bed of soft cushions. At

once a group of excited girls went over to him and started chattering and

giggling, he the centre of attention for the moment.

Another man advanced forward from the circle to cheers of

�Get in there!� and �Go, man, go!� With a cry of �Shannaroooo!� the man

started and the entertainment began once more.
Four weeks ago, when Ino had been captured infiltrating

Sakura�s domain, she had been carried off to the dungeon. Her tormentor

had finally dispelled the Chinpo no Jutsu, but any relief the blond-

haired girl might have felt at this was lost when she had been

marked.

In many ways this was much worse. Having Sakura�s personal

seal tattooed to her hip meant that she was under her control. They had

strapped Ino down onto a table and gagged her. She was bound so tight

that she was unable to move, no matter how much she struggled as the

needle hit her skin and her new Mistress performed the necessary ritual

to give it power.

The tattoo was a nasty little thing. It gave Sakura power

over her chakra flow and limited control over her bodily functions. She

could give pleasure or take it away; She could stop her from using her

techniques; Worst of all, she could know where she was at all

times.

This made escape almost impossible, not that there was any

opportunity to do so anyway. As soon as the ritual was completed, Ino was

�given� to the pleasure-nin. She was fucked repeatedly until she was too

exhausted to cry out abuse anymore. She eventually passed out in the

middle of being pounded by a very muscular man with an enormous

winky.

When she was unconscious, Sakura gave her her first taste of

wine.

From then on, Ino�s mind was completely

fucked.
When she had awoken, things weren�t quite the same. She

felt light-headed and very, very calm. The room swam within her vision,

the vibrant colours all swooshing together to create a

whirlpool.

She felt something pleasant, a small tingle, and she tried to

think about what it could be, only to find that her mind was clouded. She

couldn�t think through it, it was too much effort, and it didn�t cause

Ino any concern anyway.

She felt another small tingle and looked down, finally

finding the source. The top of Hinata�s head could be seen at her pussy.

She was eating her out. It felt nice. Ino lay back and

relaxed.
Her mind was still cloudy. How much time had passed? It

didn�t matter. All that mattered was that she felt good. Really good. Why

was that? Oh yes. The sex. She liked the sex.

They were doing her in turns. They had been for a while. How

long? It didn�t matter. She felt her heart beating quickly in her chest

and her body began to shiver. Was it that time already? Yes. She was

going to come again. That was good.

She felt warmth inside her as he came. Who was he? Doesn�t

matter. It felt good. Semen was good.

Her mind swam�
On the floor again, face down. She was being fucked again.

Nice. This was fun. She was having fun.

She could hear them too. They were having fun. So many of

them. She liked this.

Her throat felt dry. She was thirsty. She said so. Hinata

came.

�H-here you go,� she said.

She gave her wine. Ino liked the wine. It was good. It made

her feel good.

She felt the ground moving. The world swirled around

her.

She stopped thinking�
Tingles and warmth. Splashes of colour.

Nothing more.
Much later now.

Lots of people. All surrounding her. Loud noises. Cheering?

There was cheering. People were happy. Nice.

She� remembered this place. It was a big room. There had been

a statue here, of that pink-haired girl. Who was she? Didn�t

matter.

But the statue was gone. Now she was the statue. There were

ropes. She was tied up, in the same position the statue had been. She was

the statue. They used to do the statue. Now they were doing

her.

This felt weird. Tingles were gone. Replaced by fire. Not a

hot fire, but something else. Passion. Ecstasy.

The colours weren�t swirling. Vision clearing. More�

lucid.

Her pussy was burning. She could barely feel it, but the man

fucking her had come. She was too full. The semen overflowed and slid to

the ground, where a puddle had formed. They had been at this a long

time.

It�s all over her. She looked down. There was writing.

Blazoned across her cum-stained breasts were the words� what did they

say? Yes. �Please Use Me.� They had been painted across her chest in big,

red letters.

She was providing a service. But she didn�t feel happy about

it. This was all wrong. What was happening here?

Can�t think. It feels good, but it�s wrong. What�s wrong?

Maybe it�s the wine. She hadn�t had the wine for a while.

Hinata? Where was she?

Where was the wine?

She passed out.
The man poured his seed into the blond-haired sex puppet

and let out a heaving breath. This whore felt so good! He raised his arms

in triumph and the crowd around him cheered as he staggered

away.

Another took his place, and amid shouts of encouragement he

guided his penis into her and started pumping away, giving it all he

had.

Away from the shouts and the laughter, Sakura watched this

spectacle from the doorway, smiling.

�This kind of lifestyle suits a pig like you.�

Hinata looked at her sideways, but said

nothing.
It wasn�t until later, after a particularly rigorous ass-

raping, that Ino finally regained some semblance of conscious thought.

Her mind was hazy. She was having trouble thinking � each thought seemed

to slip away from her when she tried to concentrate on it. Where was she?

The pang in her ass reminded her. Yes, that�s right. She had been

completely fucked by Sakura, in every sense of the word.

�-no?�

There was a voice. It sounded like it was coming from a

distance, but it felt vaguely familiar. It wasn�t a bad voice, like

Sakura�s, but one that made her think, �friend.� That was comforting. But

who?

�Ino?�

Her vision swam, and then cleared to reveal the worried face

of Hinata.

�Hi� Hina� ta?� Ino croaked, her voice cracking. �Wha�?

Where�?�

�Come on,� she was saying. �I-I�m helping you escape.�

�Escape?� She was trying to think through the fog now. That�s

right! She was in Sakura�s clutches!

Damn fucking whoring assing BITCH! This was the LAST insult!

OK, she had said something similar the other two times, but this time she

MEANT it!

Not that she didn�t mean it the other two times, but- That�s

not the issue here!

�How long�?� she asked.

�About a month,� said Hinata. �I was to give you your�

obedience wine��

Ino remembered the pool of the stuff in one of the

rooms.

��but I�ve been reducing your dosage until� w-well, I stopped

giving it to you totally. It was the only way to bring you back!�

Ino moved to stand. She meant to say the word, �thanks,� but

merely grunted. Her ass hurt. Someone had put something in there in the

recent past. Things weren�t supposed to go up there!

She struggled to her feet and realised she was nude, and

stinking of man juice.

�Ugh. Yuck.�

Hinata was watching her nervously, looking all the while like

she might explode. She was fidgeting, shuffling her feet, and her eyes

were moving left and right shiftily, like she expected them to be

discovered any second (which was probably true, Ino

admitted).

Finally, the dark-haired girl spoke up:

�What S-Sakura�s doing is bad,� she burst out.

Ino sighed and rolled her eyes. This girl was really too

much. �What�s so bad about it?� she asked, sarcastically. �The orgies?

The memory-wipes? The insane naked girl turning everyone into sex toys?�

(Damn that insane bitch! You�ll get yours!)

�Anyway, we have to get out of here before Bitch Queen Sex-

ura finds out we�re missing. Damn, I�m dizzy. What�s in that freaking

wine?�

�N-Naruto-kun would never allow this�� mumbled

Hinata.

�Eeh? What the hell is wrong with you? Never mind, let�s just

go. We have to take bold, decisive action.�

�Yes, before Saku-sa� Eh, I mean, Sakura comes back. B-but

first we should come up with a plan��

�Listen, Hinata. My ass hurts. I�m not sitting here coming up

with a plan. In fact, I don�t think I�ll be sitting anywhere for the next

month.� She rubbed the affected region. �Personally, I hope Sakura does

come back. We have business, her and me.�

Ino�s eyes shone with a mad glint. Hinata saw

it.

�N-no! You can�t do anything while you still have the chakra

mark!� she exclaimed.

Damn. That was a problem. How could Ino remove Sakura�s

stupid tattoo? She probably wouldn�t be able to remove the ink, but there

had to be some way to disrupt the chakra connection. It couldn�t be the

same as the permanent Chinpo no Jutsu � at least she hoped not. No, this

was a different kind of jutsu entirely. This wasn�t just sex jutsu, this

was dark stuff.

She looked at Hinata, who was looking this way and that with

a worried expression on her face. Maybe there was a way to escape

Sakura�s clutches by going to the source of her power. Perhaps the best

idea would be to help Hinata get to Naruto. Maybe she could do�

something�

�Aarrgh! Never mind! It�s too hard to think right now! Look,

you want to get to Kyu� I mean, Naruto, right?�

Hinata nodded emphatically.

�Well, maybe he can help get us out of here. Or something.

Whatever!� She rubbed her forehead and sighed. �There was this long, dark

corridor. Maybe he�s there. So that�s where we�re going, OK?�

Hinata looked very pleased. Ino sighed again. What was with

this girl? In this horrible situation, all she cared about was seeing

Naruto, who wouldn�t even be Naruto anymore! There�s no way he

could be after all this time with only Saku-slut as company!

They started to move out, but then Ino grabbed the dark-

haired girl�s arm. �Wait! What about the ninjas? Won�t there be guards?�

Ino didn�t fancy the prospect of fighting her way to what was possibly a

dead end.

�Don�t worry, that�s been taken care of,� said Hinata, but

before the blond-haired girl could ask her to explain this�

Sakura appeared.

�Hinata!� she said. �What are you doing off your leash? And

Ino! Shouldn�t you be waist-deep in men about now? I have you scheduled

for a particularly rigorous ass-raping about now!�

Ino rubbed her behind again and grunted. �Yeah. Thanks for

that.�

Out of the corner of her eye she spied Hinata looking very

unsure of herself.

�Go ahead, Hinata. I�ll fight this whore!� she

said.

As the dark-haired girl disappeared from sight, Sakura gave a

short, sharp laugh. �You? You can�t beat me! We�ve already established

that!�

Ino smiled grimly. �That�s what you think. I�ve learned a lot

over the last year � more than you think!�

She performed a series of hand seals.

�Semen Bunshin no Jutsu!�

Ino squirted out the semen that was still in her pussy and,

with a burst of grey smoke, used it to create five identical

clones.

Sakura stood there, her mouth open in shock.

�That is so disgusting!� she said.

The six Inos shrugged. �You have to work with the materials

at hand,� they said, together.

Suddenly, they assumed identical combat stances and Sakura

also raised her guard. The clones rushed forward and the battle was

joined.
Hinata reached the corridor, the deep, dark corridor that

Sakura had expressly forbidden her to go near. This must be it. Naruto-

kun must be here. She could feel it.

She walked slowly, her heels clacking on the hard stone

floor. The walls were getting rougher now, bare of decoration and less

like a corridor at all, more like a cavern. This must have been the only

place that was untouched by the garish opulence of Sakura�s palace. Could

there really be someone living here?

There had to be. The darkness was thick here. It was more

than merely the absence of light. Here it seemed to have character,

presence. It was warning her to stay away.

But she wouldn�t be swayed. Hinata had been searching for a

whole year, and now she had arrived.

So thick was the darkness that she nearly walked straight

into the door at the end of the corridor. It was black and heavy, with

riveted steel and an iron frame. It was the kind of door that was put in

place to keep people away � or trap them inside.

She entered through silken darkness.

Behind the ominous-looking door, Hinata found herself almost

devoid of sight. Vision was only possible by the faintest of crimson

glows that permeated the gloom. Here, in this place, the big-titted ninja

felt quite afraid.

�N-Naruto-kun?� she whispered tentatively, and her voice

carried far.

There was a deep rumble and a long intake of

breath.

And then silence.

Hinata crept forward toward the source of the light. It came

from behind a large silhouette � a rock, possibly � that obscured

whatever was behind it. As she got closer to it, the temperature

increased. Beats of sweat began to form on her naked body.

She reached the rock and peered around.

There was a shape on the ground. It was man-shaped, she

thought, but it was hard to tell in the darkness. This shape was

definitely the source of the light, so faint though it was, and she knew

immediately she had reached her goal.

�Naruto-kun!�

There was a short pause.

Then, the shape deflated as it exhaled deeply. It shifted,

and Hinata realised that it had been sleeping. The shape unfolded itself

and pushed itself into a vertical position using its arms. She could make

out now that it was man-shaped. It was him! It was Naruto!

The head turned slowly, and then Hinata saw them, a pair of

red eyes, emitting a dull light.

The mouth opened slowly and it looked like he wanted to say

something, but then he froze suddenly. He yawned, loudly, and it seemed

to take ages, longer than a yawn should have lasted. The sound died, and

his eyes focussed once again on the girl before him.

HINATA.

The voice was deep and it boomed around the cavern. It

certainly wasn�t Naruto�s voice, but then again it had a certain quality

to it that reminded her of him. It sounded like Kyuubi, whose voice she

had, of course, heard during the defence of Konoha, but it lacked the

malignant sneer that she had heard that day. No, the voice that greeted

her was an amalgam of Naruto and Kyuubi.

WHY WOULD YOU BE�

But the voice trailed off as his red eyes gazed hungrily at

her enormous breasts, and Hinata was suddenly very conscious that she was

wearing nothing but a pair of heels.

�Oh� I�� she began, flustered.

HMMMMM�

It was a deep growl that began in his chest and then spread

up through his throat, the sound of obvious arousal. The temperature

increased, and Hinata was instantly aware of a heavy, musky smell coming

from him.

Hinata gasped as he reached out an arm, a big, muscular arm,

and threw it around her waist, drawing her to him. Suddenly she was at

his chest, his big, muscular chest, and oh, Naruto-kun�

He tipped her so her back was on the ground and moved on top

of her. He was very firm and oh so manly and he spread her legs and

pressed himself against her.

She could feel his feral lust and didn�t hate it. She ran her

hands over his muscular frame and looked up at him. She couldn�t see his

face in this darkness, but his eyes burned in their luminescence, pupil

slit like a cat�s, looking straight at her.

She had wanted this for so long. They were going to make

love. She closed her eyes gently and parted her lips.

�Naruto-kun, be gent� AAARGH!�

As soon as his enormous, manly cock came in contact with the

pink flesh of Hinata�s pussy, Naruto roared and leaned in with his entire

body, taking her roughly. The roar was inhuman, bestial. Hinata�s eyes

flew open.

�Um� what� eeh?�

But he kept ravaging her, muscles straining as he pistoned

into her with all his strength. This wasn�t lovemaking, with the romance

and the candles and the furtive glances, or even soulless animal fucking.

No, this was something else. This was strength! This was power!

This was awesome!

Hinata opened her mouth wide. �OH YEAH!� she cried in a deep

voice. �OH, THAT�S GOOD! OH, GIVE IT TO ME, YOU LOVE MONSTER!�

Whether Naruto was surprised by this bizarre character

change, it didn�t show.

�HINATA IS YOUR LITTLE BITCH! SPANK ME, NARUTO-KUN! OH

YEAH!�

This was better than she had imagined it! She had admired

Naruto because he never gave up, always gave his best. Well, this was

what he was doing now! Giving it his all! Never giving in! Putting

everything he hadn�t into it!

Hell, yeah!

Hinata saw something in his eyes. It wasn�t evil or anything

like it; it was determination! That was the look she fell in love with!

�OH, I LOVE YOU, YOU MAGNIFICENT STALLION! POUND HINATA�S

PUSSY! OH YEAH!�

HIIINAAATAAA�

�HINATA IS YOUR LOVESICLE, SUCK HER �TIL SHE�S DRY! YEAH!�

From inside the dungeon, where this exchange could be heard,

Tenten stopped masturbating and sighed.

�Always the quiet ones,� she said.
Sakura punched one of her assailants and it exploded in a

massive wave of cum. It splattered over her, soaking her head to toe and

causing her to gag.

�Gaackk! Oh my God��

Blinded, she spat out the stuff that had gotten into her

mouth, but the momentary distraction was enough for Ino. Two clones

attacked simultaneously and kicked her, one in the gut and another

straight on the jaw.

Sakura flew from her feet and fell backwards, tumbling as she

hit the ground. Looking through bleary eyes, she saw another Ino next to

her, beginning her strike, and with a single fluid motion she got to her

feet and slammed her fist at her attacker. The Ino jumped away just in

time, and the blow whooshed past just inches from her face and struck the

wall with an almighty crash. The rock wall caved in under the force of

Sakura�s prodigious strength, causing the whole cavern network to

shudder, three Inos losing their footing in the process.

Another one flew at Sakura, but she was ready for it and

brought forward her other fist to strike it. It exploded � another fake!

� creating the same deluge of love pudding, all of which seemed to splat

the pink-haired temptress in the face.

�You are so freaking DISGUSTING!� she snarled, wiping her

face and throwing the cum to the ground with a syrupy plop.

�You�re one to talk!� one of the Inos replied.

They continued to fight, Sakura being drawn away from

Kyuubi�s sanctum, where great bellows of pleasure could be heard -

(�OHHH YEAH! HINATA HAS AN ITCH! SCRATCH HINATA�S ITCH, BIG

BOY!�)

- but which Ino and Sakura ignored, engaged as they were in

their unhygienic duel. Soon there were only two clones and Ino herself �

she was fast losing the advantage.

And now they were in the corridor outside the harem rooms,

wherein lay Sakura�s entire ninja clan.

This is bad, thought Ino. And then she remembered what Hinata

had said: �Don�t worry.� Why was that?

She and Sakura both found out a second later when they passed

by the open doorway.

What they saw within was the most salacious sight either of

them had ever seen. There were easily thirty men and woman all engaged in

the most unspeakable acts of rumpy-pumpy, swapping partners and going at

it like they just didn�t care. It wasn�t like any orgy Ino had ever seen,

or been part of. It was like this room contained a single, heaving mass

of pure unadulterated eroticism, spewing sweat and juices in all

directions.

Looking around, the other rooms were all the same. Of course!

thought Ino. Just as Hinata had failed to give the blond-haired love

slave her dose of obedience wine, she had given all the pleasure-nin an

overdose! They were completely out of their skulls on aphrodisiac!

�What are you� hey, I need help here!� shouted Sakura, trying

to make herself heard above the din of moans and giggles. There was no

noticeable change.

�There�s a prisoner! Escaping! Hello?�

If Sakura was doing anything to the ninjas� chakra marks,

there was no obvious result that Ino could see. She faced off against

Sakura, moving her clones into flanking positions as her opponent raged

at her own followers.

�Oh for fuck�s sake, listen to me! I brought you all

into my palace, and this is how you repay me!? Have I not been

nice to you!?� screamed Sakura. �The least you could do is stop screwing

for one FREAKING minute!�

But no one paid her any mind.

�Ungrateful little b-� Her tirade was cut short by Ino�s fist

slamming into the side of her face. She fell to the ground and the three

remaining Inos swooped in to finish her off.

�Enough!� she cried, and suddenly one of the Inos stopped

moving, standing still like a petrified statue. This was the real one,

who realised, with mounting horror, that Sakura had finally manipulated

her chakra mark, commanding her to stay still!

The pink-haired girl got to her feet and danced around the

two clones that were impotently trying to strike her, coming up before

Ino.

�Found you!� she said, smiling grotesquely.

She punched Ino with her full force, causing the blond-haired

girl to smash through the cavern wall � which was blessedly thin � and

outside into the daylight. She landed heavily in a pool of mud, skidding

along with the momentum. She stopped sliding momentarily and lay there,

breathing heavily.

The fact that the blow didn�t kill her says much about the

quality of ninja training.

She could move now, though her body cried out in pain and

exhaustion. She willed herself to ignore it, adrenaline pumping through

her, and looked back. There, framed in the hastily-made portal that led

back to her domain, stood Sakura. She had a look on her face that may

have been a grimace or a smile, but her eyes seemed to glow with an inner

light, and Ino understood the expression only too well.

Sakura really wanted to kill her.

�Let�s end this,� she spat, and leapt down onto her

opponent.
++ END OF CHAPTER 7 ++
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