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The Legendary Sucker Chronicles	By : MorbidFantasy Category: Naruto > General Views: 87717 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Chapter 7: Occupational Calling
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“Hey, what’s your name?”
The question came out of nowhere, amidst a mashup of notes and sounds. For a few seconds, Tsunade didn’t even comprehend the words.
“Yo, what’s your name?” Tanaka said, sitting across the room, a three stringed shamisen drapped across his lap. His fingers diddled chords from the musical instrument without actually linking together a melody.
“My… name…ahhnnnnn” Tsunade tried to wrap her head around the question, before cumming a little, the now familiar feeling of warm jizz flowing into her snatch accompanying the groans of Tiny, hovering above her, his arms wrapped around her knees.
“Hey guys, stop fucking her for a second, I’m asking the lady a question. What’s your name, Hime-chan?”
“I’m… Tsu...Tsuna...Tsuna…” Tsunade said, in a daze, not even realizing what she was trying to admit. Tiny pulled out of her, stumbled across the room to where Tanaka was sitting, and, after struggling to pull his pants up, collapsed onto the large couch next to Tanaka’s smaller armchair.
“Tsuna Tsuna huh, well that’s a cute stagename especially if you’re impersonating the Hokage.” said Tanaka, still strumming the shamisen.
“I...yes...I’m Tsuna Tsuna,” too tired to argue, Tsunade rolled with the punches.
“Boss, can’t this wait… I just… need… uhgnnnnnn” From underneath her, Shit-for-brains groaned, starting to dump his fifth load into Tsunade, who yelped as he reached up from under her and twisted her nipples in what had become a favorite game of his. There wasn’t much left, most of his orgasm just leaking watery cum into her bowels. Shit-for brains scooted out from under her, Tsunade’s body not needing his support as she was hanging from the weight lifting station by her wrists and knees. He roughly wiped away the cum that was dribbling from her yet-to-close anus, clearing the way for the next person with a hardon.
For a bit, no one came forward. Everyone in Tanaka’s gang, including himself, had cum at least four times. Tiny, who had just set an incredible record of eight, was now passed out on the large couch.
In fact…
“Yo boss, I brought the food....” Fish-eyes said from the doorway, his comically large eyes peering up from over the huge bag he held in both hands. Except for Tiny, all of the men immediately got up to get at the food.
“Please...let me…down.... I won’t run…” Tsunade said, flinching as she endured the ropes digging into her wrists and her legs.” she licked her lips as the smell of food wafted over, making her stomach grumble.
Fisheyes looked at Tanaka, who didn’t give any indications that he wished for Tsunade to be free.
“Should we… I dunno… give her something to eat boss?” he ventured.
Shit-for-brains was whispering something in Tanaka’s ear, and he seemed to be nodding. He got up and approached Tsunade, who instinctively readied herself for more torment.
In his hands, Shit-for-brains held an elongated piece of fried dough. Without hesitating, he pressed the rounded end of the stiff pastry up against Tsunade’s dripping pussy, and thrust it up into her.
The roughness of the dough was immediately uncomfortable, but that was nothing compared to the humiliation she felt, she was repeatedly raped with the fried breadstick.
“Pl...please….stop…”
Shit-for-brains didn’t stop until he had her unwillingly gushing all over the fried dough, leaving it inside of her until he was sure it had soaked up most of her secretions.
“Yo Fisheyes, you’re the one tryin’ ta play hero here. Here’s your chance, come over and feed Hokage-chan her special sauce covered dinner.”
Tsunade didn’t initially want to eat the cum coated fried dough when Fisheyes eased it out of her and brought it to her lips. But the very smell of the fried dough, even if it came from under a layer of semen and pussy juices, was enough to make her stomach growl again.
“Come on, lady,” he said in a hushed tone, looking over at his friends who had, for the moment, all lost interest in Tsunade. Only Shit-for-brains was still looking over to see if Tsunade was actually going to eat his handiwork.
“Here, I’ll make you a little more comfortable.” he said, halfways scooting under Tsunade’s hanging rump with one leg to straddle the seat of the weight lifting station she was suspeneded on. This allowed Tsunade to rest most of her weight onto his thigh, relieving her rope-burnt appendages.
In begrudging gratitude, and giving in to the hunger, Tsunade allowed the breadstick to push its way past her lips, shuddering as she bit off a piece and started to chew.
As he fed her from one hand, Fisheyes other hand massaged her body. It was far from gallant of him to do this, as he was very much enjoying the feel of her sexy curves as he ran his hand over her supple skin.
When you are all punished for this, your punishment will be… less severe. Tsunade thought of Fisheyes.
She ate the entire breadstick without pause, and was then given the respite of real, non-cum covered food when Fisheyes shared some of his rice and chicken with her, letting her wash it all down with a sip from his warm bottle of sake.
His hardon was poking through his pants, and Tsunade expected that he was gearing up to have his go at her once he was done feeding her.
Which, for better or worse, never happened.
When dinner was finished, Tanaka and his men gathered around Tsunade.
“Fisheyes, pull your pants up.” He said, to Fisheyes, who had barely just undid his pants to ready himself at Tsunade’s entrance. Puma and Tora undid her restraints, setting her down amongst the men.
“B...boss?”
“Everyone,” Tanaka said, “get your wallets. We’re paying Tsuna Tsuna for her time.”
“But...boss...why?” asked Tora.
“Isn’t it obvious? Tsuna Tsuna’s found her new occupational calling. We didn’t rape her, we paid her for sex.” Shit-for-brains said. From where they had left her sitting on the cold tiled floor, Tsunade felt her face flush.
Puma’s eyes seemed to light up, and he tried to one up the other man.
“Boss… why don’t we offer to help Tsuna Tsuna with her new business? We’ll act as her manager and bodyguard, and even let her stay with us hahahaha.”
“I had thought of doing that,” Tanaka said, stroking his chin, “but that’s simply too dangerous.”
“What? Why?!”
“Don’t be an idiot, Puma,” Shit-for-brains said, “You know how dangerous the real Hokage is? If she heard we were responsible for pimping around a look-a-like of her, who’s gonna save us when she sends us all to the shinigami with that scary strength of hers? Hmmm? You?”
“Oh...right… good point.”
As his two henchmen had their back and forth, Tanaka was pulling out bills from his wallet, his subordinates following suit.
“Standard rate for a pretty girl like you is 12,500 ryo for one hour.” Tanaka said, actually crunching the numbers to Tsunade’s prostitution fee as he crouched before her.
They had picked her up around 8:30am in the morning. It was now 10:48pm. Just over 14 hours
They rounded down.
With six of them, the flat price came out to just over 1 million ryo.
The men grumbled about how that was way too much to pay, until Tanaka silenced him, a devious twinkle in his eyes.
“That being said, you don’t actually work in a brothel, so we can only go by street corner pricing, which, for a pretty girl like you, I’ll be generous and give you 7,500 ryo for each hour. Let’s see….”
That dropped the number to 630,000 ryo.
“Boss, you’re forgetting that we all had to go at the same time, so Tsuna Tsuna should only be charging us group rate, that’s half price for every additional person” Shit-for-brains chimed in.
367,500 ryo
“Uh.... didn’t we each take a lot of breaks in between? I mean, I probably only spent less than half the time using Tsuna Tsuna?” Puma sad.
180,000 ryo
Tsunade was so dumbfounded by what she was hearing that she didn’t catch what the next two guys said, except that by the end, when Tanaka stopped with the bogus calculations and actually started collecting bills from his men, she was presented with just how much her being fucked by the six men without rest for over 14 hours was worth.
100,000 ryo
Tsunade didn’t realize she could feel any more humiliated until she watched Tanaka lay down twenty 5,000 ryo bills in front of her, having collected a series of smaller bills from his men, some of whome owed him for a temporary loan.
When she didn’t immediately move to take them, Tanaka laughed.
“Hahaha, I forgot, Tsuna Tsuna-chan is just starting today. The correct response in this situation would be to thank me, then pick up the money.”
“I… I… th… thank you, Tanaka-san.” Tsunade stammered, before swallowing hard and reaching forward with one shaking hand to pick up the first bill.
Tanaka intercepted her hand by stepping on it, firmly but gently.
“Just a second, here, Tsuna Tsuna-chan, we’ve paid you 100,000 for your services, but you haven’t paid us yet!”
“W….what?!” Tsunade exclaimed, not believing what she was hearing.
Puma and Shit-for-brains grabbed her by her wrists and shoulders, and she watched as Tanaka explained.
“First, you owe me a consultant’s fee for teaching you to use your skills more profitably. I mean, You certainly won’t have anywhere near 100,000 ryo if you were just taking pictures with tourists, would you. For my excellent consultation work...I think it’s only fair that I take a thirty percent cut of your profits from today.” He said, reaching forward and plucking six of the 5,000 from the row.
“Then, you owe my friends their training fee, because without them, you’d have no idea what it was like to be doing business in the streets. I think for the training fees, we should charge you another thirty percent of your profits. I’ll be nice and leave you my cut of that, though, since I did spent less time teaching you.” He pulled five of the 5,000 ryo bills, handing one to each of his lackeys, who were collectively sniggering at Tsunade’s compounding misfortune.
“Hang on… didn’t Fisheyes here give you several high quality massages, silly little fucker didn’t think I noticed but I did. He also served you food! So...5,000 ryo to him for his services.” he said, handing a bill to Fisheyes, who, despite throwing an apologetic look at Tsunade, didn’t hesitate to take the bill from his boss, his unsated hardon still tenting his pants.
“That leaves you with… still 40,000 ryo. That’s a lot of money! Tsuna Tsuna-chan!”
Matsui had paid Tsunade over 3 million ryo, three times her monthly salary, just the day before for one hour of her time.
Her hands were freed, and Tanaka pushed the remaining bills at Tsunade, who, fighting back tears, picked them up off of the ground, gingerly standing up and looked around. She was stark naked, her clothes having been left in the alley.
“Oh dear, where are my manners. This late at night, it would be terribly dangerous for a pretty girl to walk around naked in the back alleys. Puma, Tora, walk Tsuna Tsuna-chan back to her cloths.” He said, reaching into Tsunade’s hands and plucking two of the 5,000 ryo bills from her hand to give to his subordinates.
“Protection money.”
“I… you’ll pay for this… “Tsunade couldn’t stand the humiliation anymore. She glared at Tanaka, temporarily too angry to restrain herself.
Tanaka gestured for his men to hold her still, as he snatched up the remaining 30,000 ryo that Tsunade had clutched in her hands..
“I don’t think you will do anything to us.” He gestured towards the walls of his room.
Tanaka had been serious when he said he had a camera back home. Over the past fourteen hours, the walls of his home had become covered in dozens upon dozens of fast-to-develop pictures of a naked Tsunade being fucked by his men. Many of the pictures were of her face mid-orgasm, while others were of the men smiling for the camera as they pointed at their semen as it leaked out of her holes or stained her skin.
“First, I think these photos aren’t just embarrassing, but show that you definitely had a lot of fun yourself.” Tanaka said, as he bent down, and, rolling the 30,000 ryo into a cylinder, forced it up into Tsunade’s cum laden snatch, his jeering men forcing her thighs apart for this.
“There. You’ve received our payment. You ran into us in our usual spot and offered to have sex with us for money, we paid you that money, and now there’s the evidence. If you report this to the authorities, the only thing that is going to happen is we might get reprimanded for hiring a whore, but you’re gonna be in far worse trouble when the Hokage finds out someone that looks exactly like her has taken to prostitution. Tora, Puma? See our friend Tsuna Tsuna out.”
From behind him, Shit-for-brains suddenly tugged on Tanaka’s shirt sleeve, apparently having thought of something. As Tsunade was led out of Tanaka’s loft, Shit-for-brains was still whispering furiously into his boss’s ear.
Puma and Tora didn’t spare her from their lecherous hands, even if their balls were very much spent. Every few steps, Tsunade would wince as one of them reach over to squeeze her somewhere soft, or to slap her somewhere that jiggled. The short walk back down to the alley was no less demeaning than the rest of the day.
Her clothes were still there, scattered across the ground, and Tsunade, bare foot and aching in her entire body, hobbled over, bending down to retrieve them.
She felt many footsteps behind her, and turned to see that Puma and Tora had been joined by the rest of Tanaka’s men. The leader himself was absent.
“W….what are you doing, Tanaka said I was free to go!” She said, as they encircled her.
“Whoa there, calm your tits down Tsuna Tsuna-chan.” Shit-for-brains said, not even finished talking before the men grabbed Tsunade again. “The boss is sleeping, and he said we’re free to do what we want now. I just figured that since you got to enjoy the boss’s place, why not enjoy my place now, ahahahahaha!” he said. They started to drag her back towards where she had just come from.
“N...no need…” Tsunade stammered, then yelped as a dirty rag was stuffed into her mouth.
Unknown to Tsunade, Kunio, having decided that he didn’t mind her spending one more night out amongst these lowlives, had, at some point, sealed virtually all of her chakra from his remote location, leaving her with only enough to maintain her youthful appearance. At the moment, Tsunade was like any other helpless 20 year old woman who didn’t know any ninja arts. Her struggles against the men only made them laugh.
“My place is just below the boss’s place. I call it the love hotel. Since you must be so tired from all your hard work today, I’m offering you free room and board until tomorrow morning, when we start fucking you again, ahahahaha.”
They didn’t rape her again, but, rather, left her tied to an old bench press which Shit-for-brains kept in his otherwise nearly empty room on the first floor.
The rest of the men immediately went back upstairs, but Shit-for-brains stayed behind.
He laughed as he reached between legs, probing two fingers into Tsunade’s pussy, pulling out the drenched wad of cash. Tsunade watched, wide-eyed, as he brought the wet wad up to his nose and inhale its scent deeply.
“I’ve just opened my own lending bank, Tsuna Tsuna. Consider yourself my first customer and this your first deposit, ahahahaha. Although, there's a thirty day wait on all withdrawals, and after tomorrow, I don't know if you'll be able to get this back, ahahahaha.” He said, tucking the wad of cash into his his shirt and, as was his habit, reached down to give one of her nips a hearty pinch.
Seeing the glare in her eyes, he laughed even more.
"What? Feeling a little empty now that you have nothing in your dirty cunt? I can't help you with that, your slutty body already stole all of my cum I could make today, ahahahahaha."
Tsunade trembled as she watched him disappear into the faint light of his boss’s 2nd floor loft.
As she half laid on the bench press, her arms held apart against the bar behind her and her legs tied underneath the bench at an angle that also splayed her thighs apart, Tsunade shivered, still gagged, as her clothes, which Shit-for brains had haphazardly thrown over her, eventually slid completely off of her, baring her to the cold draft that was coming in from outside the nearly abandoned complex.
With no other options, Tsunade tried to sleep, but couldn’t. The bar she was tied to dug into her back, slowly bruising her, and with half of her back hanging in midair, there simply wasn’t a comfortable method to sleep.
So she drifted, in and out of awareness, unable to withstand even the mild chill because of her inability to gather chakra. The cold air made her nips rock hard, which hurt because of how bruised they were.
At some point in the middle of the night, Tsunade felt two hands caressing her, gently massaging some sort of ointment against her skin.
"Shhhhh," Fisheyes whispered in her ear, as he took position between her thighs on the bench, slowly sliding into her. He actually had been left out of a good part of the fuck fest from the day before, having only cum three times, spending a lot of time being the errand boy for others.
Tsunade wanted to beg him to let her go, but Fisheyes didn’t take the dirty rag out of her, possibly afraid that she might make too much noise.
He must've thought he was making love to her, for he was very gentle, certainly more gentle than anyone of her rapists thus far. He spent so much time gently working the salve into Tsunade that she actually did feel her aches subside after a little while. He also rolled her pants into a pillow, tucking it between the small of her back and the harsh metal rod, which made a world of difference.
In appreciation for his bit of kindness, Tsunade didn't struggle or make any noise lest the pair wake anyone else in the building, her breathing becoming heavy as she allowed herself to become aroused.
Fisheyes kept her company for an entire hour, savoring every bit of this one on one tryst as he took his time romancing her body. Even with Kunio's arousal jutsu having completely worn off by now, Tsunade was brought to orgasm three times, sharing her last climax with Fisheyes` own.
Technically, he was still raping her, and Tsunade wasn't so mind fucked as to believe that there was a genuine connection here. But, given the alternatives, this was the lesser evil.
Fisheyes remained inside her for quite a while, his hands tracing her ribcage and continuing to massage and caress her until he finally decided it was too risky to stay any longer. Tsunade almost didn't want to see him go, a gust of cold air hitting her front as their warm bodies parted.
Fisheyes hadn't dared to undo her bindings, and thus couldn't help her into her own clothes, but did his best to wrap them around her naked body, making sure they didn't slip off of her again, before turning to leave.
Neither of them could see each other's eyes in the near darkness, the room being barely illuminated by incidental light from the stairwell leading up to the loft where the snores of the rest of Tanaka's gang slept, but Tsunade still gave Fisheyes back a mental nod of gratitude as his silhouette disappeared up the stairs.
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Note: I had to frankenstein this chapter together because of an earlier plot change, so there may be scarring. I'm too tired to go over it again right now, but will probably go through it with a fine comb later to pick out any mistakes. If you see a mistake, do email me at morbidfantasy12@gmail.com, if you please.
30,000 ryo is $480USD. For reference, a vegas hooker can make around $200 (12500 ryo) an hour, which is the figure I use in this chapter.
3million ryo is $48,000USD, for comparison. Tsunade’s annual salary is 12.5mil ryo.
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