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Chapter List
- 1-Prologue, Part 1
- 2-Prologue, Part 2
- 3-Part 1
- 4-Part 2
- 5-Part 3
- 6-Part 4
- 7-Part 5
- 8-Part 6
- 9-Part 7
- 10-Part 8
- 11-Part 9
- 12-Part 10
- 13-Part 11
- 14-Part 12
- 15-Part 13
- 16-Part 14
- 17-Part 15
- 18-Part 16
- 19-Part 17
- 20-Part 18
- 21-Part 19
- 22-Part 20
- 23-Part 21
- 24-Part 22
- 25-Part 23
- 26-Part 24
- 27-Part 25
- 28-Part 26
- 29-Part 27
- 30-Part 28
- 31-Part 29
- 32-Part 30
- 33-Part 31
- 34-Part 32
- 35-Part 33
- 36-Part 34
- 37-Part 35
- 38-Part 36
- 39-Epilogue
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Kyoko could not believe what was happening.
She had been dubbed as "Kyoko, the Incomparable" for in terms of skills and stamina, she truly had no equal. During her youth, she could take on several customers at a time and could last for days. She never received any complaints from those had been wealthy enough to avail of her services, and why would they when all of them were literally howling their orgasms within two minutes of coming in contact with her? She had, however, begun to doubt her skills as this last statement had proven to be false in recent events.
The blond-haired man who would become her Platinum King came to her about two weeks ago. Allegedly, he had been working as an entertainer in one of the smaller joints in the area and had come to The Three Kings upon hearing of her generosity to her employees. She "tested" him, as she did with all of her employees that were, at the very least, bisexual, and was promptly blown away. Not only did Kyosuke beat Sano, her Platinum King at the time, in terms of manly appeal and dimensions, but also trumped the latter in terms of skills and endurance. Sano was simply a good-looking and well-endowed man. He was just like any other man in bed, at least to Kyoko. Kyosuke, on the other hand, lasted for over ten minutes before finally succumbing to her caresses. Though he came before she did, he made her orgasm much quicker than any man she had ever been with, which was testament to the emerald-eyed hunk's prowess. She hired him without further questions and watched with silent satisfaction as her establishment's returns increased significantly. The people simply couldn't get enough of this new "commodity." She thought that business couldn't get better.
And then Kai arrived.
Kyoko had to admit, the black-haired stud's arrival was somewhat mystifying. She came to work that day to find the man who would become her Golden King masturbating at the center of her office. Had the situation been any different, she would have called for her burly guards immediately, but the view was simply too spectacular to pass. Against all reason, Kyoko found herself locking the door behind her instead. She watched in fascination as the gorgeous stranger thrust his massive erection into the tunnel formed by his two fists with such fervor. She had arrived just in time, it seemed, as she saw the man's ripped body spasm and his head fall back as his orgasm approached. With a roar of ecstasy, a deluge of cum spewed forth from the blue-eyed hunk's cock with the force of a volcano. His seed flew several feet into the air, much to Kyoko's astonishment. She had never seen a man cum so powerfully—not even her new-found Platinum King.
After such a display of virility, Kyoko would have hired him on the spot, but the man apparently thought she needed further convincing. He opened his eyes and looked at her, his blue eyes playful and enticing, before gesturing to his cum-smeared erection—still as hard and potent as it was before his amazing release. Within moments she was riding the man like there was no tomorrow. The unthinkable had happened, then.
She came before he did.
This was the first time this had happened to her. True, the stranger, who managed to grunt his name as they fucked like wild animals, came moments later, but still the fact that he made her reach her peak earlier than he did was proof of his superiority over all the other men she had been with in terms of technique and control. She hired him after their sexual appetites were finally sated hours later.
Kai's cock turned out to be smaller than Kyosuke's, though enormous in its own right, and Kyoko was unsure of who should be Platinum King. In the end, her years in the business told her to let the raven-haired hunk settle in second place. The actual sight of a larger cock usually attracted more interest than the promise of excellent skills. This conjecture held true for but a few days, for the revenue the two hunks generated turned out to be more or less equal and there have even been nights when the Golden King's services were sought more than those of the Platinum King's.
'Come to think of it, I've never asked Kai how he was able to enter my office. It's—'
Kyoko yelped slightly as her handsome lover hefted her legs. He was pounding her from behind as she was bent over her desk. Now, with her ankles locked behind his tight and muscular ass, she was nearly parallel to the floor and being fucked like she had never been before. Within moments, he was stroking her clit as well. She was unable to stop the string of expletives that escaped her mouth.
This man, he was incredible! For over six hours, he had pounded into every orifice that she had allowed him to put that enormous cock into. Not once did his thick, thirteen-inch manhood soften as he continued to plow away, never slowing down or showing signs of fatigue, stretching her pussy and touching places inside her that no man before had ever been able to accomplish. And it wasn't all about his cock. His body was to die for; his face, undeniably handsome. He just knew where to touch, rub and lick, and he just knew exactly when to do so. He was very vocal, grunting, moaning and talking dirty to her, exciting her even further as she came over and over again for him. Unbelievably, not only did she cum before him, but he was able to make her cum thrice before he did—a feat worthy of record books. As for the cumshots, they were nothing short of spectacular and easily trumped the impressive ones by Kai. He accidentally slipped out once during one of his orgasms. The only thing that stopped his semen was the ceiling. And he came so much each and every time as if there were a bottomless pit of cum in his loins!
Her mind vaguely registered that the communication device was beeping. As she reached to press a button, her hand missing a couple of times due to the fierceness of Jin's thrusts, her mind continued to churn.
This man, his body was a fine-tuned machine of pleasure. He was sex incarnate.
And he would be hers. "Kyoko, the Incomparable" deserved nothing less.

Inuzuka Kiba could not believe what was happening.
The moment his rock-hard rod slipped into Kyoko's wet and tight warmth, he knew he was in for a challenge. She had bragged about her skills, and she had the right to. For a woman who claimed to have had so much experience, she was wonderfully tight. Her skills were nothing short of wondrous, making him cum much more frequently than any woman he had ever been with. She was giving his loins quite the workout. He had taken out some secrets from his vault in a conscious effort to impress her and she had been very receptive, begging for his cock on many occasions as she came for him time and again. He was rather sure he had guaranteed himself the spot of Platinum King. However, for the past few minutes, the club owner seemed rather detached. The unthinkable crossed his mind.
'Am I… boring her!?' the brown-haired hunk thought, bewildered.
The Inuzuka had always prided himself as being the best lay in, well, the best lay, period. He considered body as a deadly weapon, both in the battlefield and in bed, and quite a few of the women he had been with who were on the soft side had actually passed out from the sheer amount of pleasure he delivered through his god-like body. That he was not performing well enough for this woman was unacceptable, both for the mission and to his rather voluminous ego.
He hoisted Kyoko's legs up and hooked them behind his ass, making her parallel to the floor. He changed his angle slightly with each thrust he made and the club owner was soon screaming her throat raw once more. To add to the stimulation, he dipped his right hand, snaking from its position on the dark-haired woman's right hip to the junction of her thighs where a sensitive nub resided. He rubbed the small structure in synchrony to his expert pounding, earning him perhaps the most colorful string of words he had ever heard from anybody, save Ino, of course.
"You like that, huh?" he asked, already knowing the answer but fishing for another ego boost just for kicks. "You like my cock?" Kyoko was unable to form a coherent statement and merely shrieked in response to a particularly delicious thrust. That was all the reply the handsome jōnin needed.
He became aware that Kyoko had spoken to someone over the communication device, but he paid her no heed and continued sliding in and out of her with such fierceness that the woman's statement was broken at several points. He felt his loins tighten a bit, warning him that his peak was drawing close. The small, irregular contractions around his manhood told him that Kyoko was approaching hers as well, though not fast enough. He drove his rock-hard length to the hilt before unhooking the woman's ankles behind him and twisting her so that she lay on her side. The motion made the woman scream his name yet again as the mild u-curve of Kiba's massive member caused a barrage of remarkable sensations as it twisted inside her stretched love tunnel. He hooked one leg over a broad shoulder and proceeded to impale her mercilessly.
"Oh! We're, uh, coming!"Kyoko stated over the device.
'You bet we are,' the dog-nin thought smugly and increased his speed and power even further.
The woman could take no more of Kiba's wanton attack. "Oh! So big! Ah! So thick!" she cried, "Kami! I'm… I'm…" Kyoko wailed as the floodgates of pleasure opened at the apex of her thighs.
The handsome jōnin felt the ebony-haired woman's walls strangle his member repeatedly as her loins erupted into a volley of huge contractions, so tight he thought he would go mad. Kiba lost it at this point. He thrust his massive erection into her as far as he could and ground his hips against hers, reveling in the heavenly sensations his cock received from the wet and pulsating tunnel. "Ah! Your pussy is fantastic! Kami! This is the best fuck I've ever had!" he exclaimed, "I'm, ah, I'm gonna blow my load! I… I can't hold it! I'm gonna cum! Ah! Here it comes!"
Kiba roared as his member throbbed wonderfully, his seed spilling into the curvaceous woman's willing depths. Jet after powerful jet of thick cum escaped his body, each accompanied by a maddening beat of bliss, and Kyoko could only moan as the handsome Inuzuka filled her to overflowing yet again. The scalding hot fluid soon seeped from the club owner's slit, finding no room in a cavity that was already stretched to the limit by her partner's ample assets.
Knowing that the club owner had business to attend to, the brown-haired hunk withdrew himself from his soon-to-be boss, his magnificent still-rigid pole glistening from the generous coating of their mixed secretions. He watched haughtily as Kyoko slid to the floor as she tried to catch her breath. She was flushed and looked somewhat dazed, but overall, she looked very satisfied.
Kiba looked around for something to clean himself with. He was about to resort to using the edge of his shirt and just tucking it later when the raven-haired woman gestured to a door, which the ninja surmised to be the bathroom. "You okay with it?" he asked, to which the woman merely nodded. He shrugged and opened the door. He was correct; it was a bathroom, and a rather luxurious one at that with a large tub and a shower with adjustable temperature settings, ambience music and lighting, adjustable water velocity and all that crap. The onyx-eyed jōnin did not care for it very much, though, and proceeded to take a quick cold shower, just one that would get rid of the stench of sweat and the stickiness he had in certain places. In less than five minutes, he was out of the shower and drying himself with one of the many towels made available there. He did not bother to cover himself. After all, he had just fucked the woman senseless for over a quarter of a day without pause; modesty was certainly out the window.
"Does that thing ever go limp? Over six hours and countless orgasms have passed yet you're still hard!" he heard Kyoko's disembodied voice say. He looked around and quickly spotted the club owner seated behind her desk and regarding his rock-hard monster of a cock with interest. She was already dressed up and looked as if nothing had happened.
He smiled impishly and pumped the pillar of solid flesh a few times. "Why not find out yourself? I bet you're a bit excited to find out just how long I can fuck and how many times I can cum before my cock needs to recharge," the ripped man answered.
Kyoko shuddered, and it wasn't from chills. She had clothed and made herself up while the Inuzuka was taking his shower and now appeared as if the entire mind-blowing six-hour marathon had never happened. Kiba was silently impressed and wondered vaguely if the woman had received training as a ninja, for no ordinary woman could have accomplished such a feat. They usually took forever to get ready, based on his experience.
Kyoko had to use all her might to tear her gaze from the majestic organ jutting out proudly from Kiba's glorious body. She produced a scroll from one of the drawers and started writing. "Tempting," she replied with a very subtle tremble of desire in her voice, not looking at the naked stud ambling around her office, "but I'm afraid I'll have to pass. I have fallen behind schedule." The dog-nin faked a pout as he reached for his pants, perfectly aware that the ridiculous gesture was seen by none. "Another time, perhaps," the older woman finished.
"I look forward to it," the ebony-eyed man replied as he buttoned his shirt.
"I suppose it goes without saying that you're hired."
"I expected as much," Kiba replied. "That my contract?" Kyoko nodded without looking away from the parchment and continued writing. The tall jōnin allowed himself to take a seat on one of the couches, making an effort not to sit on any remnants of his and Kyoko's activities. He wasn't able to savor the softness of the cushion as after just a couple of minutes, the club owner signalled Kiba to approach her table. He swiftly crossed the room and took a seat on one of the chairs in front of Kyoko's desk. She handed him the contract and the dog-nin began to read its contents.
The woman had exquisite handwriting, and as such, the ninja had no difficulty reading the contents of the paper. As Platinum King, he would be entitled to first-class lodging in the building's third floor, it seemed. He would have to share the large, multiple-bedroom suite with the other two kings, though—a fact that Kiba didn't mind. What he was worried about was Sakura's living arrangements. He was concerned at how their separation would affect the mission for it required frequent communication. He was also concerned of how this physical barrier could affect his currently fragile relationship with the woman. Sighing mentally, he pushed the thoughts aside for a moment and read on. He would think of a plan later. 'Hmm, the club shall pay for the electricity, food, water… Kyoko can call on any of the kings whenever she wants a good fuck… Shows on Tuesdays, Fridays and Saturdays… Security keys… Anti-venereal-disease jutsu and regular sterility seal placement care of medical-nin…' the handsome man swept through the paragraphs quickly but without sacrificing understanding. When he saw the salary, he was unable to suppress a mild hitch in his breath. From the corner of his eye, he saw Kyoko smirk. 'Holy smokes! This is almost as much as an A-rank or even some S-rank missions!' he mentally sputtered in disbelief. For a couple of seconds, he seriously considered leaving his profession.
"Just sign over there." Kyoko's hand glided over the paper and pointed to a blank area. She handed him a pen.
'Yeah! Infiltration successful!' the dog-nin said to himself as he scribbled a fake signature. This was it—he had successfully completed the first part of the mission. Now, for the next step, he had to make sure that his cover wouldn't be blown and that he would have to perform well enough to get this Miyako to like, no, want him enough to hire him. 'Simple enough,' he thought cockily.
"Okay, then," said the voluptuous woman as she picked up the scroll. She examined it briefly and when she decided that the ink was dry enough, she rolled the paper and placed it amongst other scrolls—other contracts, Kiba deduced. "You can move in tonight, say seven o'clock? To avoid any friction, I shall instruct the guards to aid Sano in packing up so that he'll have left before you arrive. You start on Tuesday, so rest up."
"You know I don't need to."
"Ah, that I do," Kyoko replied with a mischievous smile. "Since it'll be your debut, there will be a… welcoming activity."
One of the handsome man's brows arched.
"It'll be fun, trust me," the dark-haired woman said enigmatically, giggling beneath a silken kimono sleeve. The brunet just shrugged in response. "Well," the club owner said as she extended a hand, "it was… extremely pleasurable to have done business with you." Kiba shook her hand firmly and followed her as she went to the door. "I'll check up on you in the evening."
The door swung open, and Kyoko was greeted by the image of a smirking Haruno Sakura. "That was quick, Jin," she mocked, "Having stamina problems?"
The older woman quickly came to Kiba's defense. "It was I who chose to cease our… negotiations, not he. We would have… negotiated far longer if only I had the time. I'm sure Jin would have been more than able to… rise to the challenge."
Kyoko may have been fooled by the brunette's acting, but Kiba, with his superb senses coupled with ninja training, was able to see, if only for a split-second, the image of the medical-nin staring blankly into space. His mind was quick to figure out what had happened. He mentally cursed himself a thousand times over and shot her an apologetic look. Her features hardened ever so briefly, berating him for going out of character. He paid her no heed. He would sooner risk setting Kyoko off rather than risk losing the emerald-eyed beauty.
"Kyoko-san, if I could ask you a favor..." Kiba began. The club owner turned slightly to face the dog-nin, allowing the kunoichi to give the latter an "it's too early for that" look. "I know it's been stated in the contract that she's not allowed to, but could you possibly make an exception so that Mikoto can bunk in with us kings in the third floor?" the tall man continued. Sakura inwardly sighed in exasperation. "She's been my manager of sorts for some time now and I owe it to her to have at least the same treatment that I'm having," the dog-nin finished.
The club owner placed a hand on her chin. She was clearly against the medical-nin staying with the kings for several reasons, but she also didn't want to risk losing what could be a gold mine. Kiba went behind her and pushed his muscular body against hers. He began rubbing his hard length against her backside through the fabric of his pants. He leaned in. "Please?" he whispered breathily into her ear, "I would really appreciate it."
Kyoko could not deny the man what he pleased, particularly when he was rubbing against her so enticingly. As soon as she nodded her assent, though, the tall man pulled away. "There shall be no… indecent activities up there, though," she said sternly as soon as the friction-induced daze had evaporated, "If you want to engage in such activities, do them elsewhere. All of the rules that the kings follow when dwelling in the living quarters upstairs shall apply to her as well, got it?" She looked alternately between the two brown-haired individuals, both of whom muttered their concurrence. The older woman left briefly and returned with a pen and Kiba's contract. She reopened the roll of paper and asked Sakura to place her signature immediately below the dog-nin's. The medical-nin did as she was told and before long, the parchment was once again rolled up, ready to be placed in the contract pile once more.
It was at this point that the dog-nin noted the presence of a rather good-looking man next to Sakura. The man's azure orbs were very observant. 'Too observant,' Kiba decided. He was apparently so perceptive that it only took him but a split-second to notice the brown-haired jōnin's awareness of his vigilance. He was quick to shift his stance and offered a hand. "Name's Kai," he muttered, confirming Kiba's earlier assumption. "If you'll be living upstairs, it would mean that you've been named a king and that Sano's out."
"Jin," Kiba answered as he shook hands with Kai, "I hope we don't get off on the wrong foot just because a buddy of yours will have to leave."
Kai withdrew his hand and shrugged. "Well, that's the way things go in this business. Besides, I never really got along with him as much as I have with Kyosuke," he said with an air of nonchalance, "Way too uptight."
"There'll be time for pleasantries later," Kyoko interrupted, "Kai, be a dear and inform Kyosuke and Sano of the latest developments. As for me, I have business to attend to, so if you'll excuse me, I have to do some freshening up before I leave for a meeting." Kyoko bowed gracefully and turned to enter her office-slash-living quarters with an elegant sweep of her kimono. "Oh, and Jin," she said before finally entering, catching the jōnin's attention, "I would like to… talk with you again as soon as possible. Perhaps once you have moved in upstairs?" Sakura understood the message immediately and inwardly smirked at the woman's sexual appetite. "Ah, and bring the other two kings as well so that we can have a… group discussion." The club owner hid a faint blush underneath her kimono sleeve and giggled before taking the last few steps past the threshold.
It took the former pinkette all her might not to faint on the spot with the incredibly erotic picture the voluptuous club owner's last statement conjured. Inner Sakura had far less discipline and was floating unconscious on a pool of her own blood secondary to a massive nosebleed.
"Well," Kai spoke, breaking the silence brought about by the ebony-haired woman's departure, "I suppose I'll be going. It'll take Sano a while to pack up, even with Kyoko-san's men helping him, so I'd better tell him right now. It's been a pleasure meeting both of you. I'll see you later." He gave the twosome a small wave before jogging ahead.
After a few moments, the brunette spoke, "C'mon, we have a lot of packing to do." She did not turn to look at him.
Before Kiba could even reply, Sakura was already walking towards the other side of the hallway. He scratched his head a little. "Oh boy," he muttered under his breath. He walked briskly to catch up, but allowed Sakura to be a bit ahead. He was quite sure she didn't want to walk by his side at the moment.
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