D/s Naruto

This one is for those faithful reviewers who asked for it. I hope it lives up to your expectations!

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It's called "That'll Teach You to Spill My Coffee" by Allys and shows Allys version of this chapter. It's pretty close to how I visualized it, but as you find out later, I only had Naruto put in ten rings, not fourteen (although 14 is a lot hotter!) I envisioned the bracelet with only one band around the wrist, but I really like it with three! I love the chair! I sort of visualized it more in the middle of the room, but seriously that wouldn't make as good a picture.

Chapter 27 (Saturday 16 June 2007, evening)

Naruto settled himself in the dom’s chair in Room 1 and suddenly felt a little moment of panic. The dom was supposed to be prepared, to have a scene in mind to bring his sub to a deeper state of submission. It had been a long time since Naruto had a sub in the state Sasuke was already in, and he really hadn’t done any careful planning. Hell, how could he at the speed his life was moving right now?

“Slave, order me some coffee and then fetch me a crop for your three lashes,” said Naruto, trying to decide what he would do tonight.

Sasuke’s voice as he thanked him was so eager, so full of the need to please. This was a perfect opportunity to show him that pleasing a master was hard work. Naruto knew he needed to be hard to please, but with Sasuke all eager and obedient, all he wanted to do was misbehave like he had yesterday night and just rip off his clothes and fuck him. But tonight he would prove he could be a good dom. His hand fingered the little remote for the vibrator inside Sasuke. He flipped it on, grinning, as Sasuke’s voice on the phone to the kitchen suddenly spiked and got shaky. When Sasuke hung up the phone and began to move to cabinet with paddles, floggers, crops, and whips, he walked with a wiggle. Ah! There was something that his sexy brunette would have trouble doing, no matter how much he wanted to.

“Stop, there,” ordered Naruto, pleased when Sasuke stopped moving forward but seemed unable to stop from rocking his body a little. “I said stop, Slave, not shake and shiver! Four lashes! Face me and stand still, hands up behind your head, legs apart, ass back a bit, chest forward so the chains on those nipple clamps aren’t touching your skin.”

“Yes, Master,” said Sasuke in a voice that was more of a moan. “Oh, Master, please, it is so hard to stay still. Please turn off the vibrator!”

“Control yourself, Slave! You’re pitiful! You can’t take a little vibration in your ass! This is how you obey me?”

“Master, Master, I’m sorry, I’m sorry!” said Sasuke indeed sounding pitiful. He held himself still for Naruto, his contorted face above the leather collar showing he was struggling.

“You will be even sorrier, Slave! Now I expect you to hold still as long as you can, you spoiled little slut! No matter what I do, hold this position,” said Naruto getting up. “Now tell me why it is so hard for you just to stay still.”

“Master!” Sasuke moaned, “Oh Master! When the butt plug vibrates, it makes my ass vibrate and moves your cum inside me. It makes me remember you fucking me, filling me, and I want you inside me so badly, my body wants to shake with want for your thick cock filling me, spreading me, thrusting in me! Oh god Master, oh god, please, please, fuck me, please put you cock deep in my ass, please!”

“I don’t fuck disobedience slaves! I don’t fuck you because you want it! You don’t deserve to be fucked—this is what you think about, your needs, your wants? Five lashes! No wonder your former master gave you away. You are a horrible, selfish slave, pathetic. Maybe I should call down and see what sort of slaves the house can send up to me for the night. You could watch and learn what is expected of a real slave, stupid slut.”

“Master! Master! Please, please, please, I beg you, please give me another chance, please! Punish me for my stupidity, for my sluttiness any way but by making me watch another serve you! Please, Master, please, give me a chance to prove how much I want to please you! Punish me for not pleasing you, punish me just because it pleases you, but just please, please don’t send for anyone else. Master, Master, they won’t want to please you like I do, Master! I know how wonderful, how kind Master is! I thought my ass pleased Master, that Master liked to fuck me, I was foolish, presumptuous, I’m so sorry, Master!” Tears had now begun streaming down Sasuke’s face. Although he was holding his body still, his muscles were jumping and his chest rising and falling, the nipple clamps and ribbons shifting and revealing his straining.

It was at that point there was a knock on the door. Naruto walked back to the dom’s chair and sat in it. “Answer the door and bring me my coffee, you sorry-assed slut.”

“Thank you, Master! Thank you!” sobbed Sasuke and he literally ran to the door, pulling it open. He took the cup, from the waiter at the door quickly, hastily shutting it. He quickly moved before Naruto, knelt, head bowed, holding up the coffee to him. Naruto watched as he fought to still his body, to stop his crying. Once more the ribbons and the little chains still moved just a bit, showing how hard it was for Sasuke to endure the vibrator buzzing away in his ass. His face, under the tears, showed he was suffering. It was unbelievable sexy. Naruto took the mug from Sasuke’s hands and drank some, not really tasting it.

“Well, I did say you could beg after dinner, slut. And after all, you are just a slut, a cock slut, so expecting you not to beg for cock in your ass is asking a lot. But you have a butt plug vibrating in your ass, my little cockslut, and your ass is still hungry for more. Tell me why you like a man’s cock shoved inside your ass so much, slut, and maybe, just maybe, after your punishment I’ll let you have some,” said Naruto placing the coffee back in Sasuke’s hands.

“Master, I only want your cock in my ass! I don’t like men putting their cocks in my ass.”

“But your little asshole wasn’t a virgin when I first met you slut. That’s your own vibrator in your ass. You bought that yourself didn’t you?”

“Yes, Master.”

“Why did you buy it, slut?”

“To put it in my ass, Master, and pleasure myself until I came, Master.”

“So you get off from having things in your ass, do you?”

“Yes, Master.”

“So what are you, then Slave?”

“A slut, Master.”

“Whose slut?”

“Yours, Master, yours. Oh, please, Master, please, it’s so hard to hold still. My nipples ache, my cock aches, and my ass is contracting so much that I, ah, I, oh, oh, Master, Master, I’m going to come, oh, Master, Master, beloved Master—aaaaahhhhhhhh!” Sasuke’s body shook as he lost control. Despite the cockring, he seemed to be experiencing a climax, shuddering and moaning. His body pitched forward and a large amount of coffee splashed down on the rug at Naruto’s feet.

Naruto grabbed the mug out of Sasuke’s hand and threw the rest of the coffee into Sasuke’s face before letting the stoneware fall from his hand onto the carpet. The shock of the hot coffee hitting his face made Sasuke cry out, “Master, Master, I’m sorry! I’m sorry!”

“Get up! On your feet!”

Sasuke stood and put himself in the same position as earlier, with hands behind his head, legs apart, ass back and chest forward.

“If you can’t stay still, Slave, you’ll move for my pleasure. Dance for me, strip for your lashes, shake your body, and make me want to fuck you,” ordered Naruto, feeling masochistic, as he already wanted to fuck Sasuke so badly he wasn’t sure he could stand up from the chair and not just race over, rip off his clothes, and rape him. But he wouldn’t let himself lose it: he was Uzumaki Naruto, dom, not some impatient lover or uncontrolled sex freak. His slave needed to work for his fucking, and it was his responsibility to make sure he worked hard before being rewarded.

Oh, fuck, though, it looked like Sasuke could actually dance. He had turned around and was shaking his ass, making those white cords dance over the red leather. The red ribbon through the rings on his back moved as he flexed and arched his back. Then he turned around—and oh, such a tease, how he turned. He made the garnet-ended chains on the nipple clamps fly and whirl, his hips undulating, thrusting forward. His hands caressed his sides, his neck, ran up into his hair. Then he whirled around and raised up one red-ribbon clad arm above his head. The other slithered down it, then swung down and slapped one red leatherclad asscheek. Then other came down and smacked the other.

Fuck!

Sasuke now went down to his hands and knees, shaking his ass, pushing it up, begging for a spanking, a fucking, wordlessly. Then he shifted so Naruto was looking at one side of him, and he began air-fucking over the floor in a push-up position, a classic male stripper’s move.

Fuck Me Silly!

Sasuke had decided he was too far from Naruto, standing up, and now moving close to him, licking those pink lips of his, his eyes peeking at him from under those long dark eyelashes. As that slender body so like the one he had dreamed of, masturbated to, came towards him, Naruto was transfixed. The white cords, the gold chains with their garnet drops, the velvet ribbons moved against this living fantasy of his, against that pale white flesh. He stopped about a yard from Naruto, and finally his hands went to his pants, unsnapping the snap at the top of his zipper.

Naruto groaned.

Sasuke smiled and started rocking and swirling his hips as he slowly drew down the zipper, letting Naruto see his erect cock straining at the thin fabric of the thong. He whirled around and moved away, and when his back was to Naruto, the blonde bit down on his tongue painfully to keep himself from letting another sound slip from him. Now Sasuke was moving, shaking, his two hands on the pants, gradually pulling them down, showing Naruto that thong in his asscrack, the tops of his white buttcheeks. He moved, jiggled, teased, and slowly revealed those curving white asscheeks until the pants were put an inch or two from his anus. At that point, he stopped and took off his boots.

Mother fucking tease!

His feet bare, Sasuke rolled his hips like a belly dancer and let the pants slid down. But the fake leather was sticky, and they slid only an inch before stopping. But those hands, one of them covered in golden chains, grasped the leather and jerked, peeling down the pants to Sasuke’s upper thighs. Now, swinging his head, upper body, and hips, Sasuke pushed down the pants on one leg, then with a dramatic shift of head, hip, and arms, moved to work down the red leather on the other. One side, then the other. Red velvet stretching, shifting. Those asschecks fully visible now, shaking, quivering. The pants down to the knees. And Sasuke bending down one ribbon-crossed arm, then another, letting his legs push back towards Naruto as he slid down into a pushup position. He stopped working the pants for a while to move and shake his ass, roll his head, arch and hunch his back. Then he let himself finally drop to the floor, rolled over, and finally pulled off the red pants. The only thing left to remove was the thong now. This shouldn’t take long, shouldn’t require much shaking, much moving. Just one more piece of clothing, five lashes with a crop, and he could bury his throbbing cock in that ass.

Fuck—he wouldn’t make it.

Naruto stood abruptly, ordering, “Get over here and suck my cock, suck me off now,” unzipping his pants, pulling out his penis already wet with precum.

Sasuke’s sensuous dancing stopped abruptly, and he moved forward falling on his knees. His hands came up and guided Naruto’s erection into his open mouth. Seeing that hand with the chains and the rings he had made on it, touch his cock for the first time was so hot, Naruto thrust forward, pushing deep into Sasuke’s throat.

He choked. He jerked back, coughing, gagging.

Naruto cursed, and Sasuke’s head went back to his cock, sucking hard on the head, his fingers moving on his shaft, trying to make up for his inability to take it into his throat. The tears came back, but Sasuke bobbed his head up and down, sucking, moving his hands on Naruto. He tried to take Naruto in deep, but gagged again. Still he keep trying to please, licking and sucking. And Naruto was so ready to cum, so aroused, his incompetence didn’t matter, all that matter was that Sasuke was trying, trying hard, sucking as best as he could. And that his cock was the only cock he’d ever tried to suck.

“Look up at me, my beautiful, sexy slut,” he said. Sasuke’s eyes met his, the tears running out of them, his mouth stretched around Naruto’s cock while the sapphire stud he punched through Sasuke’s ear, marking him, glittered on his white earlobe. Some drool ran out of Sasuke’s mouth as he moved his mouth on Naruto’s cock, staring up into his eyes. As Naruto watched, his sub’s face grew redder and redder, and the tears fell faster. Such suffering, such pain, all for him.

“Swallow it all, slut,” Naruto ordered, warning Sasuke seconds before his release came. And Sasuke’s face transformed at his words, happiness flashing onto it, making Naruto come even harder. Oh, fuck, fantastic, fucking fantastic to watch that look on Sasuke’s face and to feel his mouth tighten around his cock. But Naruto held in any cries, any sounds. When he knew he could talk without his voice showing any feeling, he said, “Strip off that thong and fetch the crop. Be ready and waiting for your lashes when I get back.”

Once in the bathroom, Naruto washed his cock with cold water. He washed his face with cold water. He calmed himself, took a pee, and then slowly tucked himself back into his pants, zipping up. His eye caught sight of the toilet brush on floor almost under the bowl. He grinned suddenly. He washed his hands, then examined it careful, running his hands over the plastic handle making such there was nothing on it that could hurt Sasuke. Then he put it back and emerged.

And there was Sasuke, kneeling in front of the bathroom door, crop in his mouth, head down, knees wide apart drawing the eye to his cock red with need inside the tight gold cockring. Sasuke’s arms were back behind his head, showing off the red ribbons sewn over his arms—and those nipple clamps on his pink little nubs. Oh, those nipples were likely numb now—they’d burn when he took those clamps off. Sasuke would feel a soreness in his nipples tomorrow for sure. The heavy clamps had been on him for a long time—and god, they looked so good, perfect. For the rest of his life when he made nipple clamps, he’d remember how Sasuke’s nipples looked—flushed, aroused, and pinched so painfully by the glittering gold.

Naruto took the crop from Sasuke’s mouth, keeping his hand near those pink lips, and sure enough they kissed his hand.

“Crawl to the chair, little one,” he said.

Oh, god, that was one fine job he’d done on that corset piercing. It looked good. Hmm, Sasuke would look good in a real corset too. How humiliating—to be laced into a corset as if you were too fat. Naruto had once been laced in one and had gained new respect for the women of the past. It had been hard to breath, but then that had made it even more intense when he’d come. He imagined lacing up Sasuke. But no, piercing and lacing was even better. Naked save for a g-strip, two long rows of corset lacings running from ankle to armpit . . .

But focus on now, Naruto. “Stand up, leaning forward, putting your hands on the chair arms,” he ordered.

“Yes, Master.”

He could see the base of the butt plug in Sasuke. He remembered how last night under the crop his cum had dribbled out with each lash. Yes, yes, he wanted to see that again. He pulled the butt plug out, and Sasuke cried out, “Master!”

It wasn’t vibrating anymore, the battery must have run out. Ah, Sasuke had gotten lucky. He dropped it on the floor.

“So how many lashes are you to have, Slave?”

“As many as Master wishes!”

Nice. “And how many has Master promised you, Slave?”

“Five, Master.”

Sasuke sounded happy. Oh, he thought that cockring was coming off after the lashes. Well, he could hope, he could let himself look forward now, now before any lashes had fallen.

Naruto went over to the cabinet, looking to see if this room also had a basin in it like the one they had been in last night. Yes, a basin and a chamber pot like the one Kakashi had been forced to fill with those eggs and his cum. Hmmm, Iruka was always teaching him something new. He slapped the crop against his thigh and watched as a blop of his cum came out of Sasuke’s pink anus. He must have tightened his ass muscles at the sound. This waiting would take some of the pleasure out of his little slave. He picked up the empty coffee mug and the butt plug and put them on a little side table. He walked around the chair to look at Sasuke’s face, to admire the dangling chains hanging from his nipple. He reached out the crop and jostled the chains, making them swing. Sasuke drew in a ragged breath.

Then the first lash, the count, the thanking. A little stream of cum down Sasuke’s left leg.

The second, just a bit lower across both asscheeks. A flood of cum down both legs. Sasuke’s voice still in control, steady.

The third, a bit lower, and Sasuke flinched, but his voice was still calm. A bit of cum dripped down straight from his anus, landing on the carpet.

The fourth at an angle, crossing the other three, and this time Sasuke didn’t flinch, he jerked. A burst of cum, no doubt the last bit. And his voice was a bit shaky.

The fifth crossing the other way, and now his voice was clearly shaky. No more cum, nothing left inside him.

Another lash, high on the thigh, just to panic him.

“Six, Master! Thank you, Master!”

Naruto stopped to admire his work on Sasuke’s ass, slapping down with his hand, making Sasuke cry out, “Master! Oh, Master!” his voice now full of pain.

Another slap on the crop marks and a sharp cry of pain.

“And `master’ is all you have to say, Slave?” demanded Naruto.

“No, Master! Thank you for the lashes! Thank you for the slaps! I will try harder to please you, Master!” sobbed out Sasuke, now crying again.

“Does it hurt?” asked Naruto.

“Yes, Master, oh Master, so painful, so painful. Master, I’m sorry, so sorry!”

“You may go wash the cum off you legs and ass, now, Slave, but don’t touch that cockring or get your ribbons wet. Lube up your ass while you’re at it,” order Naruto.

“Master! Thank you, Master! Thank you!” And Sasuke let go of the chair, spun around, and bent and kissed the tips of his boots before rising and heading into the bathroom.

As soon as he went inside, Naruto moved the chair and went and got out the basin. He then went into the bathroom.

Sasuke had already cleaned off the old cum and had two of his fingers in his ass.

“Master! Master! I’ll hurry! I’m sorry!”

“No, take your time, boy. Take your time.”

And he did.

God.

And finally, even Sasuke had enough, and he knelt in front of Naruto, saying, “Please, Master, I’m ready for you, so ready for you, Master. Oh, Master, tell me how I can please you, how I can serve you!”

Perfect. “Fill this basin with warm water,” said Naruto, “and carry it out and set it by the coffee stain on the floor.”

“Yes, Master,” said Sasuke, still eager, still happy.

Naruto picked up the toilet brush and followed him.

Sasuke carefully set the bowl down, kneeling beside it, in that same position with his hands behind his back, his knees spread, his cock still hard, now a dark red.

“Do you want to please me, Slave?” asked Naruto.

“Yes, Master,” said Sasuke.

“Then I want you to put this toilet brush in your ass and use it to scrub off the cum and coffee you spilled on the carpet. You can dip the brush in the bowl of water. You can use your hands for balance, but not to clean or to touch the brush once you insert it. Don’t let it slide out, and scrub hard, boy. And while you scrub, you can tell me what you didn’t tell me earlier, why you like my cock in your ass. Or maybe you don’t, and you can tell me that too. Be honest. Now here’s your brush, Slave.”

“Thank you, Master!” And Sasuke took the brush, arched his back and began to slide it inside him. His face was a mix of desire, humiliation, pleasure, and pain, as he worked it up deep inside him. Then he scooted back to dip it in the bowl. The rippling of the ribbons through the rings in his back was beautiful. Then Sasuke tried to scrub, and he moaned pushing back with the brush, “Oh, Master!”

“I’m waiting,” said Naruto.

Sasuke drug the brush forward, and it started to slide out. He stopped and forced himself down on it, clenched tightly, and drug the brush forward, moaning. “Oh, Master! Master! I, I love your cock in my ass. Oh god, Master, Master,” moaned Sasuke as he moved to dip the brush again in the bowl.

The stain looked exactly the same.

“I don’t know why I love it so much, Master, but the feel of your warm cum filling me, oh god, it feels so amazing.” Sasuke pushed back on the brush, his face contorting. But he continued as he dragged the brush back and forth on the carpet, “And your cock is so thick, so thick, it makes my ass feel so full. My anus stretches so, it hurts, but for some reason it’s a hurt I crave. Oh, Master, oh Master, this brush isn’t like you at all. I want to please you, so I’m scrubbing, Master, but oh, Master, it’s so hard to talk about your cock and not want it in me. And my cock, Master, hurts so bad, so bad. Please Master, let me come tonight. Please, please.”

“Keep scrubbing as you beg, slut.”

“Oh, Master, your slut, I’m your slut,” moaned Sasuke, rewetting the brush and beginning to scrub again. “My ass, anus, my cock, my nipples, my mouth are all yours. Everything is yours. You drove a needle in my ear and pierced it, Master, you marked my ear because it pleased you. My ears are here for your pleasure.”

“And you have a toilet brush up your ass for my pleasure, Slave. Let this teach you not to spill my coffee,” said Naruto.

“Yes, Master! Thank you, Master! Oh Master, Master, please, please, may I come?”

“You want to come with a toilet brush up your ass? You are an ass-slut! This is exciting you?”

Sasuke started to cry again, but said, “Yes, Master! I’m so ashamed, Master. But it’s sliding in and out as I scrub, Master. And I’ve been so hard so long. I’ve wanted to come since the last time you fucked me, Master. Oh, Master, Master, please, please, please.”

“Please what?”

“Please fuck me and let me come with you inside me,” begged Sasuke pushing the brush back and forth, the tears running down his face.

And Naruto went over to the bed, sat down, and began to take off his boots. Sasuke took this as a sign his begging was working, and even as he dipped the brush in the bowl and began to scrub again, he kept begging and pleading, “Master, Master, please use me, please fill my ass with a part of you. Or my mouth again, Master, please, I want to please you, to make you come. Oh, Master, Master, please let me come just once, just once.”

Naruto tossed away the second boot and started removing his pants.

“Master! Master is so sexy, so good looking! Just looking at Master’s naked cock makes me want to come. Oh Master, Master, your slave is begging, begging you. Please, please.”

Now the shirt.

“Master! Master! Master!”

And then at last, jerking the brush out, sending it flying, thrusting in. Both of their voices crying out in pleasure. He wouldn’t last long this time, but neither would Sasuke. He reached down and released the cockring, saying, “Come for me, my little slut!”

And Sasuke tightened around him, crying out, spraying the carpet he’d just cleaned. And Naruto put his hands on the corset lacing and tugged, making Sasuke scream and come harder. Then, then, at last, he came like he’d been wanting to, needing to, since he’d walked in the door of the club and saw everyone admiring his slave, his slut, his Sasuke.

Jesus god, coming inside Sasuke was a little taste of heaven. Sasuke collapsed on the dirty carpet, exhausted, and Naruto’s cock slid out of him. The blonde sat back on his heels and looked down on that blueblack hair, the neck in the black leather collar, the shoulders and arms wrapped in red velvet. He looked at the hand flung out on the floor with his golden master and slave bracelet on it. His eyes went back to Sasuke’s back, to those two rows of rings, his rings, piercing that pale white skin, the red ribbons strung between them making the skin seem even whiter. And that ass with red lines from the crop against the pale white skin, that ass jutted up and curved, just so . . . God.

He was everything Naruto had dreamed, everything he wanted.

Now, now was the time to show Sasuke just how lucky Naruto’s slave would be. Time to overwhelm him with pleasure, to make sure he would never forget Naruto, never stop wanting Naruto, never stop needing Naruto.

It was time to try to make Sasuke feel exactly like he did.