Inner Sanctum

Warning:

Intense continuation of rape scene. Skip if you dont want to read about male rape. Evil Sakura and Ino! Consider yourselves warned... ok? *blushes and hides* on with the story!

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He shivered as oil was liberally applied onto his cock. He seethed, knowing that protesting would bring even more pain. ‘Why don’t they kill me already? Damn it! Must they humiliate me again too?’ he thought, anger giving way to despair as his body was pinched and caressed until it reacted.

“No!” his mouth was covered with warm lips, a tongue licked his mouth eagerly and he sputtered.

‘What is this...’ his mind was put on hold as his cock was jerked skillfully. The tip of his semi-hard penis was teased unmercifully by one long nail, drawing circles along the slit. His body cried with ever growing pleasure, his mind fighting his body’s honest reaction.

“No! Stop! I don’t want this!” he moaned arching into pleasurable sensations never felt before. A mouth kissed and licked a wet trail over his jaw until it reached his ear, a restraining hand making sure he would not move.

‘No… don’t do that!’ he whimpered inside his mind. Latching onto his earlobe, the mouth teased him into moaning feverishly, as an erogenous place was uncovered to his attacker’s delight.

He heard another giggle as his body tightened in response; his skin broke into hives as his body felt heavy and needy. He gasped. Sucking on his earlobe produced a completely unexpected pleasurable feeling that skittered heatedly down his spine and shot electricity directly into his groin. The harder they sucked the harder his pleasure grew.

Labored breathing and wet sounds registered dimly as hands caressed his chest, exploring his abs and nipples for similar results. Naruto moaned harder when a fingernail bumped into his pebble hard nipple. He stiffened when the sucking stopped. Cursing under his breath, he bit his lip, dreading the contact between that mouth and his sensitive nipples.

“Leggo! God!” he panicked as lips latched into stiff nipples, laving the trapped flesh with a quick tongue before nipping the tip hard enough to hurt. He arched against the contact as heat spread from his nipples to his throbbing cock. Appreciative purrs and giggles that sounded too feminine to be mistaken ensued and he froze in surprise, his stunned mind unable to process the ramifications.

‘Female? Why is a woman here? No, it can’t be! They are playing with my mind. A woman would not stoop so low I am sure.’ He thrashed about wanting to get them away from him. He didn’t want this but his body was reacting anyway! He shook, shaking his hips to dislodge the leech around his cock. Warning teeth brushed against his erection and he tensed against the threat. A well-oiled finger coated his entrance before pushing slowly past the tightly puckered ring.

He yelped, squirming against the finger desperate to force it out of his body. His eyes widened as it slipped past almost painlessly, burying inside knuckle-deep. Once there, it wiggled around searching for something. His mind recoiled against the feeling, wanting the torment to end but his body was not cooperating.

The wonderful mouth and talented tongue swirling around his cock demanded too much attention to worry about one measly finger. Every time he lifted his hips in a failed attempt to dislodge it, he would push his cock deeper into the mouth’s welcoming warmth.

Another finger was added as a thrusting motion started. The circling action burned but he was unable to do more than whimper as his cock was brilliantly sucked. Stars burst behind his closed eyelids as something inside him was given a painful prod making him gasp and shiver. More giggles as a third finger was added, curling inside his body.

He was stretched and toyed with, that pleasurable part prodded at random, making him fidget and sigh. The mouth left his body as yet another finger was pushed inside, making him scream with pain as his entrance was stretched past the breaking point.

Pain meshed with pleasure as merciless digits hit directly against his special knot provoking a flood of precum to leak from his bobbing cock. Mindlessly, he started to push back against the hand, wanting more of that wonderful contact, more pressure, more pain.

“Harder! Please… Oh God! Stop! Don’t!” he moaned incoherently as finally another hand was forced inside his body and his bowel completely full. He arched against the pain, shaking his head convulsively as drool ran down the corner of his mouth.

His sightless eyes glazed over as the hand unfurled and moved inside his body; his aroused nerve endings suffusing his body with feelings of heat and pleasurable fullness. It caressed and stimulated repeatedly that place deep inside him that brought so much pleasure until everything was forgotten.

Naruto was left with no shame, no pain, nothing but the incredible feeling of fullness inside his body. His hips moved at their own volition and he impaled himself harder against the fist that now curled inside.

There was movement around him as hands pushed his hips and thighs fully open, the fist deeply lodged inside his throbbing body. He moved instinctively as much as his bonds allowed him. The arm started to move, pushing slowly inside. A thumb or a knuckle slid directly against his prostate and he yelped; the overwhelming pleasure too much to bear as the outwards motion started, again slowly backwards. He was being fistfucked!

He groaned as the hand was almost pulled out of his body, whimpering a complaint. He didn’t want that to happen so he followed with his hips, eagerly welcoming the invading appendage back inside as it returned.

“Harder… come on!” he cried, his closed eyes tightening against the intense feeling of fullness. The movement picked up its pace and he groaned in approval.

‘God… I am begging for more! No! Please! I… oh yes! Harder!’ his mind warred against his body. Despair filled his heart while his body welcomed his captor’s ministrations openly.

The fist rammed inside his body with increasing force and he hummed at the back of his throat with pleasure. He was slowly going mad as it started to jab inside going only far enough to tease him instead of giving him completion. He struggled against his bindings, desperate to feel that same pleasure igniting his senses. Suddenly the fist inside stilled and he moaned hard.

“No! Please don’t stop!” he begged brokenly, his labored breathing signaling his arousal. Motion around him again signaled a new development and somebody got on the table, straddling him. He frowned as his throbbing tip was guided roughly into a wet, hot area. His cock’s head slipped inside with relative ease and his captor impaled herself onto his stiff length with a satisfied sigh.

‘What? A female?’ the hand inside his body decided to move then, establishing a counterpoint to his rapist’s movements. He bucked trying to get away, for the double stimulation was proving too much to bear. He couldn’t understand why he was being submitted to this for he had never harmed anybody before.

The fist on his rear left his body suddenly to be replaced with something cold and smooth. It was thrust inside his body, with no thought for his well being. His mind reeled with pain as it was pushed deeper inside by each thrust of the female on top of him.

He struggled in panic, they were going to kill him! It hurt! Suddenly something cold and liquid started to fill his body as the female on top of him increased her savage movements, his cock almost leaving her body before being reinserted back inside. His eyes widened enough to leave his sockets as cold liquid flooded his intestines.

“It hurts!” he sobbed as he was filled mercilessly.

“Stop!” the woman on top of him slapped him hard, uncaring that her movements only worsened her pressure. He felt himself going limp and she twisted his nipple harshly in retaliation.

His body felt bloated and full, the water striving to leave his body. His stretched sphincter leaked and he had to bite his inner lip to keep from screaming at the pain the pressure and fullness produced.

The woman a top him clenched her muscles around his flagging arousal and was somehow able to push his body into orgasm, as she moved over him, coming noisily. He gasped as pain and pleasure meshed inside his soul.

“Oh, God! Oh, God! I’m coming! Oh… Ino… he’s… oh god!” she panted and he stilled dizzily.

“Ino? Yamanaka, Ino?!” he queried slowly, horror staining his mind as it twirled dazedly. He thought the second voice sounded incredibly familiar but his conscious mind shied away from the possibility. It was too terrible to bear.

“Shut up, bitch! He’s not supposed to know who did this!” was the seething answer and the woman was pulled off of him. “Well, Naruto-chan… I guess you now know the name of one of your captors… and since you do, you might as well know the woman who just came all over your cock and whose pussy you plugged full of cum was none other than your wet dream Sakura.” Naruto gasped, recoiling at the idea.

“Hey! Stop it! He doesn’t need to know it was me!” she growled.

“It’s your fault baka! You shouldn’t have shot your mouth off as soon as you came! Ditz!” she said and a slap resounded over the darkened chamber.

“Ouch!”

“Now, Naruto-chan! Its time to clean this dirty place… your body is so dirty, we had to at least clean it to make it better. You are a dirty boy, Jinchuuriki. Hanging all over Sasuke, thinking you are better than us. Do you have any idea of how angry that makes me? Huh? Laughing and sparring beside him, you even have the gall to insult him and call him names?” she ranted, raking nails tearing at his inner thighs and abdomen. He recoiled, trying to escape those hands but found nowhere to go.

“Why? I haven’t done anything to you! What’s the meaning of this! Sakura! Ino! Stop this at once!” he reasoned softly, unwilling to believe they were doing this to him even as his body suffered under their ministrations.

“You think you are worthy of him, ne? You believe you are so mighty because you saved him? Hokage material, ne? Dream on loser! We’ll show you why somebody as dirty as you will never make Hokage!” she said and pulled the object away abruptly. Naruto’s sphincter struggled to control the gush of pestilent water leaving his body but was unable to do more than throb painfully, gaping open.

“See that? He was full of crap! He is crap! He stinks! See the whore’s gaping hole? It’s waiting for my fist to fill it or maybe it’s waiting for both my hands? What is it Naruto-chan?” she purred cruelly as cold water was thrown over his lower body to clean the filth away.

“I want to pee Ino-pig.” Sakura informed the other from her post beside his head.

“You know what to do.” Ino replied sharply. Giggles he now identified as Sakura’s escaped her lips as she got on the table once again. He squirmed nervously, afraid of their intentions. A hot liquid splashed over his forehead and he turned his face away, the salty liquid stinging his eyes.

His sensitive nose told him once again somebody was peeing on him. He gasped as his heart broke painfully, his nightmares returning in full bloom and knowing that this time nobody would come to his rescue. Two people he’d believed friends until today were betraying him.

‘It can’t be. Sakura is my friend! I made good on my promise. She was so happy… they were all happy when I brought him back. It was all a lie.’ It hurt. Their betrayal hurt a million times more than the pain they could ever hope to inflict on his body.

“Why are you doing this?” He whispered brokenly, before the squatting woman pushed her urine-wet pussy against his mouth.

“You talk too much. Use that mouth for something other than talk, Usuratonkachi!” Sakura ordered coldly.

“Go ahead Ino-pig! Make him scream!” she said with a sardonic expression.

“No, please…” He tensed as his legs were rearranged to the kunoichi’s content while he fought his arousal. They had been able to arouse him once they would not do so again- his eyes rolled back inside his head as pain like no other shot down his groin. His screams were muffled by Sakura’s wet cunt as Ino’s fists rammed inside simultaneously.

“You will get off, you’ll see you filthy animal. Only an animal comes when stimulated like this! Real men never do! Only you, Naruto! See how your stupid cock hardens, Kyuubi brat? My cousin told me how hot it felt to be buried inside you but I never believed it. Remember my cousin? He was the first man to enter this place. I am the first woman. And I know you enjoyed both you filthy animal!” Uncurling her hands inside him, she smiled as blood eased her path. She had done this intentionally, for she wanted him to remember his pain every time he saw her face.

“My poor cousin was a long time in returning to us thanks to you and Iruka-sensei. I suffered his absence the worst because I missed his cock dearly. You will pay for that, and for baiting Sasuke!” Ino whispered, loving the feelings of power the sight of her hands thrusting into warm, angry red provoked in her.

Naruto groaned weakly on the brink of unconsciousness as Sakura rode his face, her scent forever entangled in his brain with pain, fear and pleasure. She stilled her movements and pulled on his hair.

“Come on, lick! Take your disgusting cum from my body. Come on eat it all! If I were to get pregnant thanks to you, I would kill the brat and then gut you! Lick me clean, dobe!” she goaded.

Weakly, he pushed his tongue inside the heated space, salty cum mixed with a musky scent that was all Sakura’s. Pain twisted his spine as Ino’s efforts increased. Nails raked inside his gut, burning bloody paths over his prostate. Tears gushed down his temples, whimpering with each thrust.

“You will cum like the whore you are! Show Sakura how disgusting you are! Cum Naruto, cum! Show me what a freak looks like when you cum! Come on! Let the filthy animal that you are free for us to see! You like this right? You love to get reamed in the ass over natural sex with a woman!” she goaded, nails brushing against his prostate, making his cock leak and throb again.

Changing tactics with a grim smile, she gentled her hands, stimulating him enough to get him to soften around her invading hands and draw a shameful moan from his lips.

When he was almost ready to cum, she pulled out a bloodied hand and pressed against the base of his cock to impede his climax while still directly stimulating his prostate. She smiled, judging by his muffled screams every time she wiggled her hand inside his weakly thrashing body, he seemed to be in a lot of pain.

Sakura moaned on her way to her third orgasm by the time she decided she had enough.

“Now Sakura!” she hissed, fed up with the whole situation. Taking care not to move too far away from his mouth, she turned around, taking a kunai in hand while pushing into him.

“Suck!!” she ordered and started to write on his pelvis using the sharp metal tip. Naruto tried to comply before he screamed; the tip drawing crimson blood from his abused flesh, his body fighting to hide away from the pain.

“You know what your beloved Sakura is writing? Want to know? She is writing the kanji for filth and monster on your hip so that if anybody ever chooses to bed you they will also know. We know Kyuubi heals you, and there is nothing we can do… but you will know what is written, it will last longer and maybe even scar thanks to the drugs we gave you. You are used goods, Naruto. You are not worthy of Sasuke’s caring anymore.” She crowed proud of her inventiveness.

Nodding with satisfaction, Ino pushed a finger directly against the abused knot and Naruto lurched with a raw scream, his cum ejecting copiously from his turgid flesh in long, transparent strings.

“Worthless scum, know we will be watching. You dare to talk to Sasuke more than barely necessary and you will meet us again. Understand?” she bent his cock painfully to get a reaction from him. He nodded weakly barely aware of his surroundings.

“Don’t try to tell anybody about this… after all, who would believe you? It’s our word versus yours, Kyuubi brat! Who do you think will believe a loser like you? So know we have the upper hand, you great Hokage wanna-be!” Sakura rejoined from her side.

He lay immobile for the longest time, his abused psyche blissfully blank as they untied him and left. Ino’s parting shot echoed in his mind as his body bled slowly. “You have only yourself to blame, Uzumaki. Only yourself.”

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It's done... hope you don't completely hate it...
Thanks to those of you who read my story and told me to continue. I was afraid you would hate it on sight. I am sorry for those of you who like Sakura and/or Ino. I dont have anything in particular against them, but given their fangirlism they were more reasonable than Hinata... she even tried to get in the story here... Sakura is being manipulated by her friend.

(other than the fact that I intensely disliked Sakura when I first saw the series... you know? even though she gets better much, much later her stalker image is forever branded in my brain!)

I know what they did was a surprise... but I always wondered what a man who has been raped by females would feel. People dont usually believe a man can be raped by a woman, but they can. After all rape is forced sex of any kind. And Naruto was forced to feel pleasure, they used his very masculinity against him, for the prostate is a very sensitive thing. You dont have to be gay to enjoy having it stimulated, I am told. So, ja ne! This is SasuxNaru all the way... I am open for suggestions bye!