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From Kumo with Love	By : c0p13r Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 1343 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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            “Haa~ Ah~ Do you like it, Sakura-chan?” Naruto bit his bottom lip and gave a rapid series of energetic thrusts to Sakura-chan’s posterior. As small and narrow as his cock was, it was still a tight fit in the hole of her choice.
            She didn’t. The feel of a tiny dick like his; she might as well she stuck to letting him fingering and tonguing her ass while begging to fuck it. But his mewling was constant and his desperation apparent. She had finally yielded to her mercy, propped her arms and one leg atop his bed, and told him he was allowed to rut her backside. Enthused, Naruto got up from the floor – for Sakura would stand over him when she allowed him to pleasure her with his mouth – mounted her butt, and slid through the hole smothered with his spit. She grunted a little when he eased through her asshole, but the rest was easy. The friction was good, her rejuvenating Chakra renewing the tightness of her frequently-used hole, but Naruto did little to really test her elasticity.
            She more liked the feeling of being used, holding herself to such high standards in the public eye, and then being reduced to a man’s personal fuck-toy in the bedroom. But Naruto demanded a bit of hands-on training. With that big cock of his starting out, a well-known size-queen like Hinata would have made a move on him in Sakura’s absence, and Sakura couldn’t have that. Naruto was her toy, and she let him know it when she strapped the cage on his cock for the first time, leering up at him and saying “You can eat her out, lick her ass, and play with her tits. But you’ll only get satisfaction with me.” She trained him well. She’d recognize that look of longing and desperation whenever they reunited after separate missions – hers usually being international medic missions.
            However, the cage had its drawbacks. While Hinata was still obsessing and drooling over Shino’s large – albeit unattractive – cock, Sakura, after two weeks away, noticed that Naruto’s erection was stunting. What happened to the glorious nine-inch slab of meat he’d hammer away at her womb with?! Three inches had been shaved off, and Naruto scratched the back of his head, embarrassed. “I can’t help it when Hinata comes over,” he confessed. The impeded erections he got must have started to acclimate to the confinement. Well, Sakura said with a nervous smile, six inches is better than nothing after a mission of just fingering herself. She got Naruto working straight away at proving the worth of his tongue and let him creampie her pussy… so long as he cleaned the mess up afterward with his mouth.
            She promised while situating him in the cage again, that when she came back from her next mission, she would stay home long enough for him to return to his more impressive size, even if she had to work Chakra into his growth. But this mission would take a little longer; she was traveling a bit further than normal, to the rugged peaks of Kumogakure. “How about I go with you?” Naruto pleaded, his dick already hardening within its cage, and Sakura had to slap the disobedient cock. “You will stay home like you’re supposed to. Do you want people to get suspicious?” As far as anyone else knew, she was still a devotee of Sasuke’s. With his balls swollen and lamenting how soon they’d start to ache when Sakura-chan was gone, Naruto nodded in submission. But Sakura was a kind mistress. She dropped her spandex, raised a foot onto a stool, and used two fingers to help spread her ass and brandish her hole. “You can eat it out one more time before I leave.”
            She had not seen Naruto’s cock get so hard before. For a moment, she thought he might swell to his former size again, break out of the cage, and that he’d fuck the very hole he’d been licking until she came. But, reality happened and Naruto stuffed his hard, trapped dick into his underwear and trousers, zipped up, and hung his head. “Don’t be gone too long,” he sulked, and she just harrumphed at him. How dare he tell her what to do?
            She left for Kumo. She arrived at Kumo. She stayed in Kumo.
            She was away much longer than the mission called for; a few wounded and poisoned shinobi would not have been more than a week. Why was she gone for nearly two months? Naruto almost wept when he finally looked to the large front gates and saw her. She looked… depressed, defeated, her gaze off to the side, clearly reminiscing about something. “Sakura-chan! You’re back, tebayo!” She looked at him, and to the best of her capabilities, she smiled; a woeful smile. “Hi, Naruto.” He couldn’t control himself. In public, when anyone could see, he latched a hand onto her chest, one on her ass. “Please,” he panted, rubbing his crotch against her leg. She felt it hard, but knew that it was just the cage.
            She’d almost forgotten… Almost forgotten the promise of her return.
            “Okay…” She let him jubilantly lead her back to his apartment.
            If two weeks had done damage, almost two months had completely reversed Naruto’s once-impressive cock. Three inches? Hardly as thick as her finger? She felt a cold horror when she unsealed the cage and saw the firm erection lifting free. “It-It’ll get better,” Naruto asked worriedly. “Right, Sakura-chan?” Sakura wasn’t sure, but something about Naruto… She couldn’t reprimand him like before. She just nodded assuredly and smiled. “It will.” She sucked Naruto; a rare occurrence because it was usually his mouth used on her. And he was usually refrained from touching her; she didn’t even pause when he tangled his fingers in her hair, nor when he came with a cry in her mouth. She just subjected herself to it, suckled his diminished tip, and drank the potent seed. “That was amazing, Sakura-chan,” he wheezed, falling back and catching his breath on the bed while she wiped at the corners of her mouth.
            Not long after, being fucked only a few times by his smaller dick – he was let out of the cage as promised, but there’d been no change in his length or width – Sakura was sent off again, this time to Iwagakure. Sakura didn’t seem as enthused for this mission, and Tsunade even said so, though Sakura held up her hands and said that wasn’t true. “I’m just a little tired!”
            She was gone for a week, came back, and Naruto’s uncaged, unchanged cock welcomed her. She lied back and let him rut her pussy. He came pitifully, pulling out to let loose a few drips of semen in her pink patch of pubes. Some life flickered in her eyes; a look of angry suspicion. He confessed. “I… jerked off while Hinata was sitting on my face, tebayo.” Sakura slapped his cock and reprimanded him. “You only cum with me, shannaro! Do you want to go back in the cage!” He said no, but she strapped him in anyway. He couldn’t be trusted, and she squeezed his balls in her fist, reminding him that only she could undo the seal and would leave it on him forever if he did not behave himself.
            She did not let him inside of her for the duration of her stay in Konoha, did not even grant him a farewell fuck as usual as she went to Sunagakure next for a couple of weeks. And obediently, fearing that she would not spread her legs for him again if he did something to cross her, Naruto abstained even from devouring Hinata’s shaven cunt. She tempted him, though, her love for him mingling with her love of big dicks as she tried to persuade him to join Shino in fucking her. “Th-There’s still some room for you… here… Naruto-kun.” While impaled on Shino’s big dick – with ripples like a caterpillar and a small tip resembling a larvae’s head – she displayed her asshole in invitation. Shino’s bugs could chew off the seal and free his three-inch dick… and tempting as it was to finally see what it was like inside of Hinata’s plump butt, Naruto declined and just settled to watch the buxom Hyuga get worked over by one of the creepiest guys in the Village. Such a shame… but he believed that his loyalty to Sakura-chan would be worth it.
            And, to some degree, it was. Sakura came back horny enough from the Suna, horny enough to be the one to grab Naruto’s crotch – never minding who might see – and said, “Let’s do it, shannaro!” The frustration had gotten to her. She hurried them both to his apartment and got fully undressed. “I didn’t cum at all,” Naruto wheezed as he followed suit, ditching his clothes in a pathway to the bedroom. “Just like I promised, dattebayo!” She lifted two fingers, and the cage unclasped. “Good,” she responded, turned around, and presented her beautiful rear. “Now get down and eat my ass.” Naruto obeyed without pause, dropping to his knees and shoving his salivating smile in between her cheeks like a good lil ass-eater. She had to give it to him; he did this well, particularly when he was ramped up. He licked, and when she told him to slide in a finger, he slid in a finger. He stroked himself, producing heavy quantities of precum, but she snapped at him that all of it – precum and all – was to be saved for her insides. Eventually, she propped herself over the bed and gave Naruto the reins. He stuffed his little prick up against her prim butthole, shoved and pried and got himself within. Even if she seemed unimpressed by the new size of his penis, her walls were close and unyielding as he began thrusting within them.
            “Do you like it, Sakura-chan?” he asked amid panting and bucking. “I-I wanna cum on you, tebayo! Please!”
            Sakura would give credit where it was due; Naruto, when he wasn’t sperm-jacking her like a pathetic cuck, gave incredible cumshots, sometimes leaping overhead and hitting hard on the headboard or wall with an audible splat before correcting his aim and getting her with the rest of it. She was horny enough to accommodate him. “No,” she said, her breathing only slightly labored. “All of it… huff… inside.” If she gave into his request, the slave would get greedy and ask for more.
            Naruto did not last long. Try as he might to act like an individual, it excited him to be told what to do by her. His cum shot off inside of her, and she felt it impact her guts with hot wetness that continued to grow and seep further and further into her bowels. She felt some semblance of relief… but it was stagnant and ultimately unsatisfying. And unless Naruto grew back to his former glory – which her hubris had stolen from him in the first place – she doubted she’d ever find satisfaction from him again.
            It was a thought that brought that coldness back to her stomach even as the warm cum was settling inside her. Naruto remained buried, panting and feeling proud of himself; that pride that came to a man who’d cum and, by cumming, was sure that his woman was also satisfied. Sakura didn’t express her dissatisfaction, letting him go on with that unearned, cocky smirk as she made a quick pass of tissue to mop up the little trickle of cum leaving her anus.
            “Now that you’re feeling better,” Naruto said, standing nonchalantly with his cock hanging in a small arch from above his larger balls, “how about we go for some ramen?”
            “No.” Sakura issued him the cage and sealed it, much to his horror. “You need to be punished for speaking out of turn.”
            Naruto’s posture slouched. He wasn’t supposed to be caged while she was home! He promised, if she let him free, he would break all ties to Hinata and her tasty asshole and pussy. But Sakura refrained from being kind. “Until you learn your place,” she said arrogantly, looking down her nose at him from the doorway. And then walked off.
            For the next couple of weeks, she was in a slump. Unenthused about anything, dodging Naruto as much as she could, spying Hinata from time to time getting her asshole pounded by various people of the Village – the old man at the Ichiraku didn’t seem like her type with a five-inch dick, but it turned out Hinata had found a way to keep Naruto’s ramen tab from piling up – finding herself unsatisfied with everything she did.
            All until Shizune came to her and said that Tsunade had a new mission for her…
            “Are you alright?” Tsunade asked after telling Sakura the mission. “I didn’t think you’d be upset.”
            “I’m—sniff!—I’m not,” Sakura blubbered, wiping at the persistent tears in her eyes. And though she was obviously overwhelmed with emotion, it was not sadness. This was overwhelming joy! It was more likely that she was told that Sasuke had returned to the Village and sought her love with how she was reacting. The mission was another simple healing mission in Kumogakure. Tsunade had mentioned that she had taken a long time in Kumo last time, and it was probably best not to send her back so suddenly, expecting that there was trauma to be had there. Sakura straightened her stance dutifully, trying not to sniffle and smile, trying to act like a real kunoichi. “It was a little rough last time,” she said with a mild hic. “I am certain I will do better there this time.”
            “Very well. You leave immediately.”
            Immediately wasn’t fast enough for Sakura. She just grabbed her satchel from home and whatever clothes she could, and went running for the gates. Naruto, who’d gotten wind of her mission, meant to intercept her. “Sakura-chan, where are you…” She blew right by him without a second thought. His happiness was no longer a concern of hers. Let Hinata have him and his three-inch, skinny dick. He was free, and she was rushing headlong into a life of happy slavery.
            She rushed throughout the days to arrive at Kumo. Exhausted and dirty, but she came to the Raikage manor with a smile, greeted by stoic Mabui at the front. Mabui exchanged the usual pleasantries – “Good of you to come on such short notice.” “How nice to see you again.” “Please follow me.” – and brought Sakura to get cleaned up for her meeting.
            “Hmph. I only put out the request three days ago,” Ay mumbled as Sakura stood before him, bathed and blushing. “I didn’t expect you so soon.”
            Sakura felt that was praise and bowed her head. “I hardly stopped on the way over. I knew you needed me.”
            Again, the large man scoffed. “I don’t need you.” He got up from his seat and removed his coat, his form rippling with muscle, but Sakura’s eyes trained to the lump in his pants. She trembled with joy. “From the looks of it,” he continued, “you need me. Wasn’t your last visit enough? Or have you become addicted?”
            Sakura wordlessly nodded, consenting to her lost control.
            “Very well.” He removed the belt and did away with his pants. No underwear underneath; his cock eagerly surged into the open for her. And it was all Sakura could do not to tear up again. The cock that was over a foot long, thicker than her hands could clasp, that overwhelmed her senses, was finally in front of her again. She could not keep him waiting, shrugging off her top after unzipping, getting rid of her skirt and spandex and panties – only in her elbow and kneepads – and got onto the table when instructed.
            She’d ruined Naruto for Hinata, took away that big, meaty dick that she would have loved. But this cock…! Sakura could not imagine a cage or a seal that could best it as it crept towards her waiting pussy. Yes, start slow. It’s been so long without you.
            Ay recognized the flicker of relief in her eyes. “No,” he growled, prowling around his desk to open a drawer and withdraw a bottle she was familiarized with from last time. Kumo lubricant; the best in the Five Nations. He poured it over her quim, saturating her pubic hair, but it was her asshole that was the intended designation. He rubbed her little spot with his fingers, and thick as they were, they commanded more of a response than Naruto’s tiny erection.
            “Oh~♥ Wait!”
            “Don’t speak out of turn,” he warned her, disciplining her with a heavy smack across her face with his cock. The reproach resonated with the lusty kunoichi, who brought her head back to position, gazing longingly at Ay as he salved up her asshole.
            “Yes~♥” she gushed like a wife in love.
            Ay moved over her, replacing his finger with the head of his cock. And as she mewled and fretted the impending destruction of her asshole, he leaned over her and growled, “Or you’ll regret it.” Panting, she nodded, clenched her teeth, and allowed the commencement of his pounding of her ass proceed. She used her own hands to spread herself wide; his own hand needed to level out his dick to her pucker. The restraint he showed; it buckled from the obvious intent in his eyes, the animalistic urge to get inside her body and make claim of her. “Ahh~” Her voice quavered, but she did not protest. She bore her trained muscles against him, and it behooved her, though his entry was entirely painful… and wonderful. Fortunate that the training of Tsunade had kept her body from tearing, becoming more pliable to this rigid assault. Ay was not the considerate lover that Naruto was, if he could be called a lover at all. He did not ‘love’. He claimed. He fucked. The moment he seated half of his dick in her – enough to get her hyperventilating – he released his shaft and replaced the hollow of his hand with Sakura’s neck. He choked her, and her hands came up to clutch at the thumb and fingers on both sides of her throat; rapture was on her face as her eyes rolled up and her drooling smile was big and honest.
            “Do it!” screamed her eyes.
            Accepting her wordless challenge, Ay gave a great snarl and filled her bowels to the brim with his stock. Through her clenched throat, Sakura made a wheezing sound that might have been a lunatic’s elation. She came instantly from that, from finally having her body act as the mindless sleeve for such an extraordinary cock! Ay curled his hips back like he was dragging her insides out with him before plunging it back it. All the wetness of her spray made his smooth, ebon skin glisten while saturating his cock, easing it through her rim to keep battering at her intestines.
            He had to commend Tsunade’s protégé; she had quite a tolerance to take such a brutal pounding up the butt for the first time.
            He continued to throttle her, latching his mighty hand around her throat as if to end her life – and it would end with her smiling, her last breath being “More!” – while grabbing at her small breasts. Hmph. Perhaps there was still much for her to gain from Tsunade…
            For quite some time, Ay fucked his little Konoha whore atop his desk. And she endured; with rapture and eagerness, she endured. Her hands clung to his when they were around her throat, but sometimes reached for the edge of his desk when his passion flared and it seemed he would fuck her through the table. And when he was nearing his end – which was by her fifth or maybe sixth orgasm, as she was a complete mess at her pussy by this time – he applied both hands around her throat, the intensity in his eyes, the draw of his mouth implying that he truly meant to end her. And in her orgasmic stupidity, Sakura thrust her neck against his hold, nodding with her tongue hanging out of a big grin, her eyes wide with orgasmic insanity. Anything he wanted to do to her would sound like a good idea! Throttle her, beat her, dismember her, kill her! As long as she got that dick pounding her!
            “Please,” she rasped, “cum! I need it! Shannaro!”
            He was tempted to give it to her, explode and expand her bowels with her earned pay. She was a good and diligent whore. Yet there was always room for improvement.
            He pressed deep inside of her, grunting himself as the cords in his neck flexed. She could feel him upsetting her insides, so she reached down and gave a gasp of joy. She could feel it, the outline of his cock pressing out against her skin. Immediately, she put both hands against the distention of her lower belly and applied pressure. At the small of Ay’s back, where she had hooked her feet together at the ankle, her toes curled in bliss. She hoped that, along with pleasing Ay, she could feel the palpitations when he began to flood her with his seed.
            But all at once, he evacuated her asshole, breaking the seal of her legs around him, leaving a gaping, throbbing hole leading into Sakura’s guts. Not a drop of precious semen to be found, and Sakura whined. Had she done something wrong? Had begging for it seemed unworthy?! Biting onto her lower lip, she tried not to cry; this time, out of sorrow.
            “I’ve sent word already to Tsunade,” Ay told her, standing up straight as the door opened and Mabui walked in… with a tripod and a cumbersome camera. “I’ve detailed that you renounce your citizenship of Konoha and are now loyal to Kumogakure.”
            Sakura sat up suddenly on her elbows. “W-What?!”
            “I’ll allow you to deny it, and if you hurry, you can catch up and bring down the hawk delivering the message. You’ll not be stopped and you will not be harmed on your way back to Konoha. However”—He turned and gave her a strict sidelong glare—“you will not be asked to return to Kumo ever again.”
            An icy kunai must have lodged in Sakura’s stomach for her to have made such a face. To never return to Kumo? She felt she could retch. That would mean a lifetime of piddling around with Naruto unless Sasuke-kun came back, and from rumors she’d heard, Sasuke was a good seven inches! Other girls would think that was impressive. He didn’t even compare to Naruto’s… when it was at its prime. There were so many things that she wanted to do. She wanted to start a family, become a renowned medical nin, help Nations come together. To accept Ay’s terms would be to forsake her life. Couldn’t she just tell him that no matter what path she had made, no matter if she was married and had kids, she’d always come to him when he called? She would pledge to be nothing more than an object for his lust.
            Her bottom lip began to tremble.
            As if reading her thoughts, Ay rolled his prick into her to fill out her back hole. No matter how her anus trembled, she would not be able to void him. His invasion was greater than her stock. The Kumo man ran his powerful hand across her body; from her pubis to her toned belly, across each breast – giving each a squeeze – before coiled at her throat again. A collar of control that would not fit her until she succumbed.
            “Say it.” No passion or desire. It was his command to her.
            All her ambitions… They amounted to nothing for a slobbering, sex-drunk whore.
            She reached her hands to his body, wrapping her legs around him. “Please,” she sniveled, ignoring Mabui setting up the camera. “F-Fuck me more, Raikage-sama!”
            She was his, and he wasn’t even going to act surprised. But for such a loyal bitch, he’d give her an adequate pounding. Not like he’d give the big-breasted Hokage and her assistant when they visited ‘on business’, but one of his low-level performances; more than enough for this cock-hungry onahole.
            He gave it to her, wrecking her ass as he crammed more and more of his cock into it like a battering ram. And though her hands and legs squirmed wildly for purchase, her eyes were trained to his, never wavering, and even if she wanted to scrunch her face up and wail in the conflict of pleasure while her asshole was torn wide open for him, she would not stray from his impassive gaze. Before she could pass out from the overload, her eyes trying not to roll to the back of her skull, she wanted him to be impressed by his new concubine.
            “Say farewell to those in Konoha,” she heard the great bull grunt as he rolled in deep, bulging out her guts before he turned to Mabui. “Is the camera ready?”
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            Naruto in his cage could only enjoy the comforts of Hinata’s mouth suckling on his undercarriage while big-dicked Shino stretched out her warm cunt. Yet he could not even enjoy it to its fullest. There had been word of a Kumo hawk’s visit, followed soon by a second earlier. Out of apprehension, Naruto had rushed to see if there had been word of Sakura-chan. Tsunade-baa-chan was oddly secretive, saying that it was just normal business, letting the Hokage know that Sakura had arrived safely and was being treated well.
            But there was no time to hide the scroll listed with Naruto’s name, in Sakura’s handwriting. Tsunade shouted at him for his insolence, but could not stop him from speeding out the open window behind her desk and taking the scroll to some place to observe.
            What was in the scroll, all the way from Kumo… was a photograph. His heart lunged in his throat and stuck there. And it came with a note, not written in Sakura-chan’s brushstrokes; more abrupt and strong, angular.
            Naruto needed Hinata in the moment, needed something to take his mind off the pain and humiliation. And Shino was roused so she could get what she needed as she lied on her back and let Naruto dip his balls into her mouth, his erection stifled in its cage.
            “Naruto,” huffed Shino as he pried his way through Hinata’s stuffy walls, “if you’d like… my kidaichu beetles…” His veiled expression twitched, Hinata’s plump quim seizing up around his large prick. Dutifully, knowing the mannerisms of his teammate’s orgasms, he set his thumb on her clit and began to rotate it.
            Hinata’s loud climax and even Shino’s spraying all over her front didn’t register to Naruto; not when he was looking to the photograph in the corner, where he’d stashed it, where he’d been looking all along. The photograph of his Sakura-chan, flushed and happy, satisfied in a way he had never seen before, smiling at the camera, her skin slick and glowing with a healthy sweat, with a long, brown cock hanging over her shoulder, her hands encompassing it with her fingers making a symbol of her love for her new home and for her new obsession. Yes, though it'd be an undertaking of the utmost secrecy, the Fifth Hokage and her assistant would travel to Kumogakure to petition for Sakura’s release, but for now, Sakura belonged to Kumo.
            The photograph was signed by Sakura-chan with pink letters: Bye♥
            But the note that had been enclosed, written by another.
            From Kumogakure
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