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The Legendary Sucker Chronicles	By : MorbidFantasy Category: Naruto > General Views: 87774 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Edit: Ok seriously what's up with the down rates guys? Is it the subject matter? I thought we've moved past all that here. If it's bad writing, leave a comment in the review section or the discussion thread. Don't just downvote my fic without letting me know where I went wrong. Jeez...
Chapter 8: A Dirty Business
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The beginning of the next day went as one would have expected given the situation.
When she awoke, Tsunade found Puma and Tora busy undoing the ropes binding her to the bench press.
She looked around for Fisheyes, but other than the two big ones, only saw Tiny, who, to her disgust, was already pantsless, his massive member standing at attention, ready for action.
Tanaka and Shit-for-brains were also conspicuously absent. At first, Tsunade thought maybe they were sleeping in, as the three men with her didn't bother taking her upstairs, immediately getting ready to fuck her in that very room. After they dragged her hips to the edge of the bench press, so that she was laying completely flat on the bench, Tiny started rubbing the the crown of his huge manhood up and down her slit, which, to her remaining dignity’s credit, remained dry and completely uninterested. Tiny ended up having to spit into his palm several times and lubricate his own penis before he could comfortably began to fuck her.
Tsunade found that she still couldn't use chakra without immediate arousal, becoming wet in the middle of Tiny's feverish thrusting when she tried. Tiny on the other hand had no clue, and actually laughed proudly at having finally gotten her to respond to him.
Three hours went by. two blankets and a straw mat were brought down from the loft and combined with her own clothes to form a makeshift fuck bed. Without her chakra and still exhausted from her ordeal the day before, Tsunade couldn't fight back as Puma and Tora soon also had their turns with her, followed immediately by Tiny again.
"Yo, guys, the boss is on his way, get Tsuna Tsuna dressed in her clothes, quickly." Fisheyes said from the doorway.
"Yes...just...a few more... seconds..." Tiny said, from the ground, where he had Tsunade on all fours while his girth stretched out her anus, each thrust making her react with obvious pain.
Leaving her asshole savaged and leaking cum a minute later, Tiny helped Fisheyes pull Tsunade's cloths onto her. Fisheyes had something in his hand. It was the dank wad of 30,000 ryo that Shit-for-brains had confiscated from Tsunade the night before.
"I picked his pocket after hearing he took this." He risked a whisper into her ear as he tucked the wad of cash into her waistline when he was pulling her pants over her cum spattered legs.
Dressed in her own clothes, which, unfortunately, was crusted with dirt, dried sweat, and other bodily fluids, Tsunade stood awkwardly in the room, flanked by Puma and Tora, while Fisheyes and Tiny stood behind her, all of them awaiting Tanaka's arrival. Her shoes were nowhere to be seen, as none of the men had remembered to retrieve them.
Tanaka didn't just have Shit-for-brains with him when he entered. Two hooded figures, their lower faces covered with cloth, followed behind them.
"See? I told you, Tsuna Tsuna looks exactly like the Hokage-hime. Tell me I'm wrong, yeah?" he said.
One of the hooded figures eyes went wide as he took in Tsunade's uncanny resemblance to herself. The other merely raised an eyebrow, stoically remaining standing at the door while his companion bounded over and started to examine her features from other angles.
"...amazing... she really does look just like her." He muttered, reaching under the cloth on his face to stroke his chin.
"And you're sure this isn't henge no jutsu?"
"Positive. My men and I put her through the ringer all of yesterday, morning till night. She never once showed any ninja training. According to Tsuna Tsuna, this is exactly what she looks like." Tanaka gushed.
"I see... That's pretty good. She'll fetch a high price back in Iwa. They don't like Konoha very much there, so this look a like will be just what they need.
I'm being sold to a sex trafficker?! Tsunade thought, her face betraying her panic. Shit-for-brains had circled around front during the conversation, and sniggered loudly when he caught her shocked expression.
"How much do you want for her?" the one examining Tsunade up close said, as his hands slipped into her shirt to feel up her breasts. Next to her, Puma and Tora's grip on her arm tightened. Tsunade squeezed her eyes shut as she was fondled.
"That depends on what you're willing to pay for her." Tanaka said.
"You're lucky that we just happened to run into you when my men and I came to the special services district looking for men like you. If I'm not happy with what you offer me, I'm sure Tsuna Tsuna won't mind staying with me and my men for another day or two while we find a more generous buyer." he said.
Despite talking the hardsell, Tanaka ordered Tsunade stripped so the procurer could see her entire body.
The 30,000 ryo fell out as this happened. Shit-for-brains' eyes immediately narrowed, and he glanced around the room suspiciously, before resting his glare on Fisheyes, who, to his credit, didn't show any signs of guilt on his face, instead offering a glare of 'the fuck you looking at me for?' right back at him. Shit-for-brains wasn't entirely convinced, but, with the other men there, didn't try to confiscate the 30,000 ryo again, letting it sit in the pile of Tsunade's cloths on the ground.
"Hmmm, very nice... good skin... plump curves... and meaty in all right places..." he said, hands roaming over her body, probing, squeezing, judging, at one point pulling out a long wooden dildo with measurements on it, forcing as much of it as possible up into her love canal to see how deep she could take it. Tsunade's reflexive recoiling was roughly suppressed by Puma and Tora.
Straightening up from where he had just measured the dimensions of her snatch, the procurer turned to Tanaka, a satisfied look in his eyes.
"Name your price." he said. Behind him, Tsunade was allowed to pick her clothes off of the floor and dress herself. She obstinately refused to pick up the ryo, if only to show that she hadn't accepted her role as a whore. As soon as she was done, Puma and Tora stood her back up and held her in place.
"Hmmmmm…” Tanaka said, rubbing his chin, “how about we both think of a number, and write it down on a piece of paper. If you're number is higher than mine, then we average the difference. However, if your number is lower than mine, then sorry, Tsuna Tsuna's gonna go to another owner." he said, all smiles and smug about his proposed system of haggling.
The procurer looked thoughtful, rubbing his chin and nodding slowly.
"200 million ryo." the hooded man standing at the doorway said.
Tanaka's eyes widened. He had expected a lofty price, but had reigned in his expectations, knowing the human traffickers around here were notoriously quick to act all broke.
"200... just a minute... are you serious?" he said, not believing his ears. The procurer was just as surprised as him, and turned around to look incredulously at his partner.
"200 million, non-negotiable, and you hand over every last one of the photographs that you've taken of the girl that you have plastered on your wall upstairs.
"How did you... haha, did one of my men let that slip?"
"You have five seconds to say yes, or the offer goes down by 20 million every five seconds afterwards."
"Wait wait wait! Okay, yes! 200 million, we shake on it now, money up front." Tanaka said, hastily agreeing.
The procurer that had been checking Tsunade out seemed just as surprised as the rest of the men at his partner's exorbitant offer.
"Are you sure about this?" He went over and whispered into his partner.
"It is as you said," the latter responded. "Iwa will find this girl very popular and, I hear, the Land of Earth’s Daimyo is a big fan of Godaime Hokage."
"Ah, right, ok then, I'm going to need to head back to our place to get the funds though." The procurer said, hesitant but nonetheless convinced of the worth of this purchase.
"You two, go with him to make sure everything goes smoothly." Tanaka ordered Puma and Fisheyes, who quickly bounded after the man, the three of them exiting, Fisheyes giving Tsunade a sympathetic look as he went out the door.
Meanwhile, Tiny and Shit-for-brains had hurriedly disappeared up the stairs, where sounds of photos hastily being ripped from walls could be heard.
All this time, Tsunade could only repeatedly think of the following thoughts.
Kunio's never going to let me leave Konoha. He's definitely going to get me out of this situation.
The absurdity of praying for rescue from her chief tormentor wasn't lost on her, but, given the prospects of a life of sexual slavery in a land far away from home, rescue by Kunio seemed like the better option.
"Would you also like to inspect your purchase like your partner?" Tanaka offered, seeing as they had some time to kill.
"Does she have any hidden physical deformities?" The remaining hooded man asked.
"None that we found, and trust me, we were very thorough with Tsuna Tsuna all of yesterday. Your partner seemed pretty careful too." Tanaka said.
A pause, as no one in the room moved.
"Um, it's gonna take at least an hour before they're back with the money. Do you want to test her out?" He said, reaching over and parting Tsunade's shirt to allow her full breasts to pop back into view.
Endure, endure, Kunio is definitely watching. Any moment now. Tsunade hoped, realizing that any fight from her was meaningless. She would be rescued only if and when Kunio desired it.
The hooded figure at the door closed his eyes, ignoring the offer to fuck Tsunade.
"W...well... I guess you're all about the business." Tanaka said, before turning to look at Tsunade, his gaze hungrily lustful.
"Welp, don't mind if I do then." With that, he started to undo Tsunade's waist sash, which she had only just finished retying seconds prior. Tora immediately started helping him strip Tsunade naked, in front of the very eyes of her soon to be new-owner.
"She's no longer yours to use as you please." The hooded figure said, opening his eyes and stating matter of factly.
"Well, true, but until I'm have your money sitting in front of me, nothing has changed hands, has it?" Tanaka said, but paused long enough to see if the hooded figure had any further objections to him using Tsunade.
When the man closed his eyes once more, Tanaka took that as the go ahead, and, very soon, had Tsunade on the fuck bed, receiving little fight from her as he wrapped her legs around him and hammered into her snatch, which was still moist from the attention of his three lackeys earlier on.
The hooded figure didn't seem to care that his investment was being used before his very eyes, impassively standing there like a statue.
At one point, Tiny and Shit-for-brains came down from the loft, their hands full of the photos of Tsunade from the day before.
"Hey... buddy... what do you want us to do with these?" Shit-for-brains said, catching Tsunade's eyes and offering a pitying glance before offering the photos to the hooded man.
"Burn them. The girl is worth more if people think she's fresh." The man responded.
"That's... pretty smart of you, hahaha." Tanaka said, as he just finished dumping his first load of the day into Tsunade. Tiny and Shit-for-brains went outside and pulled a metal trash bin up close to the doorway and, after some effort, got a fire burning. They dumped the photos into the bin to be burned.
"I'm going to need that photo you stashed in your waistband." The hooded figure said, not specifying who in saying so but staring right at Shit-for-brains, who at first tried to play dumb, until he withered under the stare.
"Alright, alright, man." he said, reaching into his waistband and pulling out the photo of him fucking Tsunade from behind, one hand on top of her rump to control her and the other forming an exuberant gang sign.
"And the two photos you have stashed under the coaster upstairs... and the ones in the book that none of you have ever tried reading."
"Holy... what are you... a mind reader?" Tiny said, amazed, as Shit-for-brains sighed in exasperation.
"No. This isn't my first day on the job. You're being paid enough money to live comfortably for quite a while, so don't do anything foolish."
"Alright man,” Shit-for-brains said, grumbling as he headed upstairs to retrieve his hidden stash of photos.
Tanaka watched all of this unfold. After a pause, he reached into his shirt, which he had kept on the entire time while fucking Tsunade, and pulled out two more photos.
"I guess you want these too, huh." he said, handing them to Tora to take outside to burn.
"Thank you for not making me ask. I will, of course, need the rest of the photos from your men who aren’t here." The hooded man said. Tanaka shrugged.
"Just out of curiosity...hang on... what do you think you're doing?" Tanaka said. Tsunade, in the middle of pulling her shirt over herself, froze.
"Play with yourself until I'm ready again." Tanaka told her, before returning to speak to the hooded man.
"As I was about to say, how are you planning on making back that money? I can’t not ask. 200 million ryo is enough for someone like me to live comfortably in Konoha for the rest of my life, and that's with me renting at the center of the town!"
"Let's just say we have some interesting connections." The hooded figure answered enigmatically.
"Interesting connections, huh. I wish I knew them." Tanaka said.
The realization of how much the woman fingering herself on the ground behind him is worth definitely contributed to his quickly becoming hard again, and as soon as he stopped talking to the hooded man, he turned around to push Tsunade onto all fours, quickly sticking her from behind, relishing in getting to fuck this veritable gold mine.
Wanting to leave a more visible mark the second time, Tanaka pulled out just as he came, shooting thick gooey strands across Tsunade's back and rump.
A minute later, the procurer and his two escorts returned.
"The cart is waiting at the end of the alley." the returning man said to his partner, who nodded.
Tanaka meanwhile was busy counting the stacks after stacks of cash inside the large briefcase that had just handed to him. With every million ryo counted, he and his men laughed and cheered, discussing amongst themselves what they planned to do with the money.
Tsunade, tired of waiting for Kunio to rescue her, gingerly started to dress herself, running several visualizations of possible escape paths through her mind.
Before she could even so much as pull her shirt back on, the procurer was besides her.
"Hehehe, no need for those old dirty clothes, Tsuna-kun. I've brought your new uniform to wear while we take you to your new home." He said, opening a second briefcase he had with him and pulling out the "uniform"
As if it could even be considered a uniform. What the procurer pulled out was nothing short of a full body trap.
Unfolding several metal pieces into the final form, he forced Tsunade into the outfit, which basically bound her arms against her sides, her torso encased in a mostly leather, but metal reinforced corset, that only covered less than a quarter of her underboob. A pair of matching leather "panties", made stiff by metal wiring, was pushed up against Tsunade's crotch, buckling onto the corset. Tsunade first felt the two rods on the inside of the panties press into the entrances of her holes as the procurer did all of this, then, to her shock and discomfort, felt a third rod, which, after some struggling, was pushed up into her piss hole.
“You will be allowed to relieve yourself once we reach our first outpost.”
The moment the three rods fully penetrated her, Tsunade let out a load muffled moan as she felt all of the little bit of chakra which she had gathered over the past few hours vanished. Tsunade couldn’t see the rods inside of her, but felt as if they were constantly drawing chakra from her through her pelvis, giving her unwanted pleasure in return.
“Huh….thought you said she didn’t know any ninjutsu, but it almost looks like she had a little bit of chakra in her.” The procurer said, as he cuffed a length of reinforced elastic band to her naked ankles, limiting her gait to a bare shuffle.
The top of the corset, while baring her breasts, stretched around them to terminate in a thick collar around her neck to which a leash could be attached, although none was. A black ball gag hung from the collar, which soon became fixed in Tsunade's mouth. There was a small piece of paper with ninjutsu seals written on the exposed end of the gag, which, once in place, literally muted Tsunade, who couldn't even hear herself hum or breath."
"Can't have Konoha border patrol hearing you." the procurer said.
On the back of the corset, there was a vertical long metal bar with rings at both top and bottom, which was connected to the skeletal metal structure of the entire outfit, supported by the material around the breasts, her neck, her spine, and worst of all, the butt ends of the two rods inside of her!
The moment the procurer finished placing Tsunade into the outfit, he grabbed this handle, and, with absolutely zero effort, made her squeal noiselessly into the gag as she immediately had to move in the direction of his choosing.
The procurer led her to his partner, who, from under his cloak, pulled out another cloak, which was thrown over Tsunade and adjusted, with a closeable opening on the back to allow the metal handle to show through.
The hood of the this cloak was deeply designed, and obscured all but the vision of the small area in front of her feet, and quickly, Tsunade was pushed out of the gang’s abode, shuffling down the alley, and herded up onto a cart, where the rings at the end of the metal bar on her back were chained to the floorboard of the cart, leaving her laying on her side, unable to sit up or wiggle around much. From a corner under the hood, Tsunade could see that the cart had a false bottom, with her laying on the very base plank while two fold-open planks quickly shut out most light, leaving her hidden and trapped within the cart.
Renewed panic, as Tsunade heard the planks above her being bolted shut. Maybe Kunio messed up. Maybe his associate hadn’t been following her yesterday, and he had no idea she had just been sold to two faceless human traffickers, ready to be shipped off to Iwakagure, where, as she had no access to her chakra, she was going to be marketed as a look-alike prostitute of herself, possibly made to sleep with the Earth Daimyo in order to earn money for her new owners.
That broke her down completely, and Tsunade began openly weeping, her tears forming a pool on the inside of the hood as her tired, abused body became wracked with sobbing.
It didn’t help that she could hear every word of her two new masters as they literally sat right above her, discussing in none-too-subtle terms pertaining to her future.
“I’m still of the opinion that 200 was too risky, man. That’s more than five times what our largest purchase to date has been. You better be certain of that dirt muncher connection of yours.” the procurer grumbled, a few seconds after the cart had started moving.
“Don’t worry about it too much. You waste time on your life that way.” The stoic one said.
“Still man, you could’ve given me a heads up before throwing that number out there. Nearly gave me a heart attack. You know the look our guy back in finances gave me when I handed him the order slip? He almost broke silence and asked me out loud if I was for real. I had to show him my face, my merchant’s ID and submit to a disguise test before he would even take the order slip back to the vault.” The procurer said, continuing to complain.
“You’ve done large deliveries before.”
“Yah, but that’s 20 unit batches or more. Our guy didn’t even believe me when I told him I only need one cart and not ten. He’s probably still rolling his eyes as we speak.”
“The dirt munchers have been very consistent with restocking from Konoha, but recently there’s been a decline in product availability, so prices have gone up.” the stoic one said.
“Sure, prices have gone up, lucky us, except that’s still 200 large you’re talking about. I don’t know if the turnover is even gonna be worth it!”
From the crevices in between the wood planks she was laying on, Tsunade could see little bits of orange hued light seeping through, and hear the sounds of the afternoon market. Given the speed of the cart, the number of turns, and the directions of the shadows, she deduced that this was the Northwestern market, which could only mean one thing.
She really was headed towards the Land of Earth, where lays Iwakagure, a shinobi village with whom Konoha had fought the last great ninja war with.
This entire time, she had never stopped trying to gather chakra, to force it out from the seal on her groin, which, coupled with the rods inside of her, resulted in nothing but forced ecstasy. She could vaguely feel her hyakugou still existing on her forehead, but, after the sealing ceremony days before, knew that it served little purpose other than keeping her looking like a 20 year old version of herself.
No avail. The chakra would always devolve into arousal. The fatigue that started over a night ago with being raped by Kunio and his mokuton-jin, leading up to all of the previous day and this morning with Tanaka and his cronies, never faded.
Tsunade was as helpless as a lamb bound for slaughter. She had run out of tears by now, but continued to dry sob, even as none of the sounds she made could be heard due to the gag. The shufflings of her body was masked by the the cart as it rolled along.
Five minutes after the sounds of the market faded, she was hearing the sounds of the forest.
They had left Konoha Village, and Tsunade was nearly certain that she would never see her home again.
She found that she had more tears left in her than she had realized.
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Note: Had to lop 1300 words off here and paste it onto the next chapter….which…. ended up moving text onto the next one… I’m horrible at blocking.
How am I doing? Story not too droning? This chapter was a bit static and to be honest the next one is too, but by chapter 10 things will pick up, I swear.
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