Despiration

Desperation on Campus: A Violent Visit in the Dark
Warning: this chapter contains, although not very descriptive, snuff. To be more specific a rape and then murder, so please do not hold anything against me for unfortunately it had to be a piece of my work, and plot of the story.


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Tsunade arrived home after a long day at the school. Her head was throbbing violently, from all the events that had occurred. Her having to put in a police report about the tragic death of Uchiha Sasuke and then explaining it to his older brother and guardian. Along with the police report she had to answer a long series of questions from the news stations, and assuring the parents of her student the KHS was the safest in the area. She walked over to the cabinet and pulled out a bottle of rum, and opened it violently. She tilted the bottle to her lips and took a long gulp. Alcohol dripping from her mouth she made her way over to her bedroom, but as she went to turn of the light switch a hand quickly went over her mouth. "Say anything and I will kill you," spoke the voice behind her.


She let a small whimper escape her lips against the hand that held her mouth closed. She felt herself being jolted back into the body that stood behind her, her eyes widened at what she felt at her back. Her attacker was male, and what he was planning, according to his body was something that she wasn't going to enjoy. She then felt a set of rough lips latch onto her neck, she cringed a bit at the treatment. Quickly the attacker thrusted her into the room, and threw Tsunade upon the bed.


Her eyes widened as the figure motioned closer to her bed, her mind screaming loudly at her, get your ass moving, Tsunade!! She wanted to obey her mind's order desperately, but for some reason her body didn't allow her too move. Suddenly it occurred to her, her rum, it was fuller than what she had left it from yesterday. Her body felt weak and overcome with a sense of paralysis, "what did you do to my rum?" She questioned her attacker but unfortunately she had only received a chuckle as her answer as rough hands began to run up her chest. She took a sharp intake of breathe as she felt those hand roam over her chest, she shut her eyes as she felt those same hands rip her blouse open. "Please don't," she attempted pleading with her attacker but to no avail as she felt those same rough lips crashing upon her.


She whimpered again, and that caused her attacker to growl in pleasure. He was enjoying the way the old lady was pleading with him, and the distressed whimper coming from her lips. He pushed himself up off of Tsunade and undid his own pants, taking them off and throwing them to the side of the room. He smirked as another whimper came from her, and he allowed his hand to travel down to Tsunade's own pants, he undid them and forced them down her legs. He took a step back and admired the sight down below him, he licked his lips and went back to work on his victim.

His lips fell onto Tsunade's neck, biting and sucking roughly on her neck tasting the blood that was coming from her neck. His hands work and kneaded her ample breast, earning yet another whimper from Tsunade. His hand traveled even lower toward the band of the older lady's undergarment, that was a rather bold black lace. He pulled them down roughly to her ankles and then pulled down his own boxers. He was done with his slow torture of Tsunade, his body was punishing himself for the torture that he was placing onto Tsunade as his erection stood tall. He was rather attracted to the old lady that he was at odd with at the moment, he lowered himself back down on the woman as he spread the woman’s legs open widely and positioned himself in between Tsunade's legs. He braced him and his cock at the woman’s entrance, he growled as he forced his way into her.


"NO! Stop! Please don't do this," Tsunade screamed at the new sensation within her. Tears began to stream down her cheeks as she felt hot hands grip at her sides. Her body had begun to be motioned against her attacker roughly and violently, against what better judgment told her she whimpered some more. She knew that her whimpers were encouraging her attacker, but the pain and the embarrassment of the situation were causing all of her reactions. She felt something hit her face hard, she open her eyes and saw her attackers raw hand.

"Quit pretending," he growled out fiercely, "I know that you are enjoying this." He continue his rough thrusting in and out of Tsunade, he growled some more as he felt himself release within Tsunade. He pulled himself out of his victim and wiped the sweat off of his body, slowly he pulled out a small knife out of the pocket that was on his shirt. He leaned over and turned on the light next to Tsunade's bed, revealing himself to her for the last moment of her life. He brought the knife up to the woman’s neck and pressed it there for just one moment and said slowly, "Any last words?"


Her eyes widened at the sight before her she could barely make out the view above her and whispered out, "you won't get away with this."

The man smirked a bit and then let out a low chuckle as he pulled the blade across her neck quickly. Blood splattered against his shirt and he scoffed a bit, "We'll see about that Tsunade-sama, and what a waste of last words." He pushed himself off of the dead woman, and pulled up his boxers and jeans. "See you in hell," he growled out slowly as he walked out of the room not looking back on the scene behind him.

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"Class something rather horrific occurred last night," Iruka started out to his class, he was pacing back and forth worry staining his face. For over the course of one day, he had lost both his best student and boss and so he was on edge. He had no clue how to explain any of what he was told by the new temp principal, Jiriaya, and he crumpled down to the floor. Sweat and tears streamed down his face and he buried his face into his hands, it was something he couldn't help.


"Iruka-sensei are you going to be all right, you don't have to tell us, we could always ask our teacher next period," a boy with a bowl hair cut called out to the broken down English teacher.
Iruka looked up and shook his head and he spoke once more, "I am sorry, Lee but I have to tell you. Because by the time next period comes, it may be too late."

"What is that supposed to mean," Lee asked back, being the voice for the class.


"You know how Uchiha was killed in a car explosion, well your, our principal was brutally murdered and raped last night within the confines of her very home. Jiriaya, or new temporary principal insists that none of you got out alone on or off campus. He will not tolerate any more of these brutal attacks and does not want this years class to shrink any more."