Slave no Jutsu

Thanks again for the reviews! I will keep this in the Het section

Sides Notes: Just wanted to let everyone know I don't have anything against Ino, so fans of her
shouldn't take anything I write offensively. Every one interprets characters differently
and I'm trying hard to keep them from becoming OOC....
(well, Naruto's acting weird, but with good reason)

***WARNING: ADULT MATERIAL***
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Cherry Blossoms

His heart skipped a beat, she hadn’t woken up. She still slept like nothing had happen. Maybe nothing had, maybe it wasn’t a completed jutsu. Her chest lightly rose in her sleep, her face was angelic. “Wake up Sakura,” he called, hesitant. His breath caught as she opened her eyes, smiling at Naruto in the same way she always did with those brilliant green eyes. “Yes, Naruto-sama?” Was her voice lower, sexier? Did she just call him Naruto-sama? Was this a coincidence? As the lustful feelings pulled at him again, stronger this time, he thought of one way to find out. He braced himself for certain death as he commanded, “Sa-sakura, touch yourself.” Instead of anger like he expected, her eyes gleamed as she purred, “And where would Naruto-sama like me to touch myself?” She had defiantly called him Naruto-same and defiantly was not acting like Sakura; he should be flattened in the floor by now. Or at least have a few broken bones. They had grown close over the years, but not this close. She had little patience for perverts.

“Your breasts,” gulping, he hoped this wasn’t a dream. Sakura slowly brought her hand to her right breast and cupped it. “Like this Naruto-sama,” she moaned and Naruto felt his knees start to grow weak. Seeing only his nod, she brought her other hand up and began to squeeze and caress both breasts. He watched her head fall back and he groaned as he heard her moan again. This couldn’t be happening.

“Sakura,” her green eyes opened to reveal a misty, hazy look as she focused her attention on him.

“Yes Naruto-sama,” she murmured, hands still on her breasts massaging.

“Take off your dress and bindings; I want to see your breasts as you touch yourself.” His pants were becoming extremely uncomfortable as she grabbed the bottom of the dress and started pulling it up, never taking her eyes off of Naruto. As the hem of the dress moved up, he admired her long, smooth legs. He nearly came when he saw her tiny, pink lace panties, which seemed to be moist. As the dress moved up further, he took in her taut stomach and small waist. Sakura had scars on her body, as expected, but they only added to her appeal. Breaking eye contact as the dress was completely removed; she undid the bindings around her breasts. Naruto watched in anticipation, feeling the dark waves of desire push him forward.

Sitting on his couch, only wearing little pink panties, he couldn’t believe how perfect she was in every way. Her full B cup breasts with pink hardened nubs allured him, although he had seen countless breasts due to his pervert sensei Jiraiya. Her breasts were truly perfect and he couldn’t believe she had managed to stay a virgin with a body like that and such a gorgeous face. Lust pushed hard at him again as she made eye contact and began to touch herself once more. This time she flicked her hard nipples, and then pinched them, causing herself to arch on the couch. Summoning every ounce of will-power, he didn’t pounce on her. He wanted to watch a little longer.

After another minute of her moans and whimpers from her self-ministrations, Naruto got an idea from his times in the strip joints his pervert sensei brought him too. “Sakura, get on your hands and knees facing me.”

“Yes, Naruto-sama.” She moved onto her hands and knees on the couch, facing him in anticipation for his next order. There was no hesitation, no surprise in her eyes or on her face; just blind obedience.

“Spank yourself.” He nearly choked as he said it, feeling slightly dirty but horny as hell. He was a seventeen year old virgin and had a beautiful woman almost naked on his couch. Needless to say, right now he wasn’t thinking straight. But he wondered why some men liked spanking women, it seemed a little abusive. Jiraiya spoke highly of the act, saying women loved strong, dominant men. It was a nice compromise to have her do it to herself.

His cherry blossom brought her right hand back and placed a firm slap on her ass, with enough force to rock her body and make her breasts bounce delightfully.

He groaned as his hips unconsciously rocked forward at the erotic sight. “Again.”

Without a word this time, she brought her hand back up to place another smack on her tight pink laced behind. She must have hit a little harder, because her breasts bounced more and she whimpered in delight. Not hearing the order to stop, she brought her hand up and right back down again. Whimpering again as her hand made contact and her breasts jiggled from the force. The smell of her arousal increased, and for a moment his eyes closed. She was just about to spank herself again when Naruto called her to stop.

“My little slave,” the lust-filled boy tried out.

“Yes, Naruto-sama?” She nearly whispered, panting with excitement.

“Come help take my clothes off.” She was off the couch in an instant, tugging up his shirt with still glazed over eyes. He hadn’t realized he was going to order her to strip him, but now that she was doing it he had no complaints. His shirt gone, she slowly got down on her knees, dragging her hands down his washboard abs that years of training had earned him. She followed the thin, fine trail of blond hair with her slender fingers causing a sharp intake of breath from the man before her. The hands that were driving him crazy with their little touches, rested on the waistband of his pants for only a moment before unbuttoning them and sliding the material down his hips and legs. As the orange fabric pooled at his ankles he stepped out of them. Left only in his boxers, it was quite evident how turned on he was by the half-naked woman in front of him on her knees. His erection tented his boxers, and as she freed him of his last constraints he hissed in appreciation. It felt good to have freedom from his restrictive clothing.

“Good,” He croaked, losing his voice temporarily. Looking down at her, he saw her intent look. She waited on his orders, only seeing him and no one else. So unbelievably sexy, completely his. “Sakura…touch…put your mouth on my…” Without finishing his sentence, she leaned forward and licked his penis causing it to twitch. Any thoughts that this was wrong, a form of rape got whisked away as Naruto closed his eyes when she closed her mouth over his member. She was inexperienced, he could tell, but it still felt wonderful and she began to suck and swirl her tongue around him. “Saaakuraaaa,” she continued on, knowing it was a groan not any type of order. She moaned as she increased the tempo, knowing she was pleasing her master. Thirty seconds later and with a yelping noise, Naruto came in her mouth while shaking almost violently. Sakura swallowed his cum and sat back on her heels, waiting for him. With laboring breaths, the kyubi container looked down at his cherry blossom. Yes, she truly was his now he thought with a lustful smirk.

Naked, Naruto laid with a still panty-clad only Sakura on the couch. They both napped, his chest pressed to her back, arms wrapped around her waist. He had plenty of time to enjoy his pink-haired teammate, for now his first blow job had worn him out. For the first time in his life he slept next to other and allowed the comfort of it to wash over him. He wasn’t alone anymore.
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He awoke three hours later, slightly after midnight, hormones kicking in again. ‘Damn, is this kyubi or me?...’ He placed a kiss on Sakura’s neck as she awoke to serve him. He could smell her arousal come back in full force and wondered if it was the jutsu or her true feelings being released. “How rude of me my cherry blossom, I left you unsatisfied.”

“I’m always satisfied with you Naruto-sama,” she purred and her answer made him instantly hard. Finally touching her breast, the first breast he had ever touched, he massaged it as he brought his lips down on hers. They both enjoyed their first kiss, and it quickly intensified as Naruto assaulted her mouth with his tongue. He was getting more and more courageous and she matched his tongue stroke for stroke, mewing and moaning from his attention on her mouth and breasts. “You’re so wet blossom, why is that?” He rasped as he pulled back from her mouth, pinching her left nipple. He could smell it; it nagged at him, egging him on. That damn scent was driving him wild.

“I’m wet for you master, I want you.” The response made him harder, if that was at all possible. Bringing his hot mouth on her breast, she arched up and gasped, “Na-naruto!” Sakura withered as he sucked, licked, and teased her breast.

“Do you like this?” He looked up as he administered a particularly teasing lick and then sucking again.

“Y-yes!”

“Yes what?” He smirked, loving this type of power over the woman he wanted all these years.

She arched more, moaning as she replied huskily, “Yes, master, I like this…I-I want more, if possible.” His smirk deepened and then the breath whooshed out of him as she arched again, but this time her core came in contact with his erection for the first time. The warmth and wetness made him shiver. She bucked up again, rubbing her core against his hard length and he gasped. Kissing her again he tentatively inched his hand down her taut stomach, to the edge of her panties. Not feeling brave enough to go under, he brought his hands on top of her underwear. He had seen men touch women here, and Jiraiya had told him of the nub down there that could cause extreme pleasure. Rubbing two fingers across her soaked panties, she bucked up so fast and hard he thought he had hurt her. As he looked down at her glowing face, he realized the opposite. Her mouth gaped open as she panted and mewed. He kept rubbing, watching with lust and curiosity as her breathing increased and her hips rocked against his hands.

Curious to see how much of a response he could get, he brought his mouth back to her breast as he stroked her core below. He was rewarded with his name being called and more bucking and arching. So this was what he was missing out on. This is what Sasuke-bastard was missing out on. With that stray thought entering his mind, he grew temporarily angry and must have bit down to hard because he heard her cry out in pain. “Sakura! I’m so sor-“ his eyes widened as she smiled sinfully, and rocked her hips against his hand.

“Master…don’t…stop,” she plead, the smile disappearing to be replaced by one of ecstasy. That look and plea snapped something in him, he couldn’t stop himself as he ripped her panties with the hand that was stroking through them and rubbed his fingers against her bare, wet bundle of nerves. She cried out again as he stroked her masterfully for being his first time, his fingers taking a life of their own. He grinned when he noticed her pink hair, which only served to turn him on more. This was Sakura, he thought, and I have her. This is wrong, but oh god, I can’t stop. It’s been too long with these suppressed feelings. Thrusting a finger in her almost unconsciously, he watched her reaction and was very pleased. He realized she was becoming wetter and it excited him in a deep, carnal way. Slipping two fingers in, she whimpered and cried out for more. He pumped in and out of her with his two fingers, loving the contorted facial expressions and the way her body moved. His mouth resumed its attack on her firm breasts.

‘Good kit…now take her…for us…’

‘Yes, ours,’ Naruto thought as he aligned himself at her soaking entrance.

Thrusting in without a second thought, he felt her tense as he entered a world of pure bliss. He couldn’t believe this was what he had been denying himself all these years. When his other male peers were out he waited, knowing his Sakura would come around eventually. “So tight…so wet…and warm,” He groaned as he started to pump into her. The tenseness he felt melted from her as her moaning picked back up and she started to meet his thrusting.

They kissed passionately, rocking into each other, as one of his hands found her breast and the other found the nerve bundle below. His thrusting started to become more violent, getting carried away in the wonderful sensations. “Mine,” he rasped, giving a brutal thrust as she clawed his back in pleasure. “Mine,” he repeated, squeezing her breast hard and tweaking her small bundle below.

“Yours,” she echoed, as he slammed into her over and over, filling her almost to the point of pain. He was long and thick, his hands magic. She couldn’t take it anymore, the feeling that kept building. His hands and mouth made her burn.

“Cum Sakura.” With those words she saw a blinding light as she felt all the tension in her body release in a wonderful shower of pleasure.

Hearing her scream his name and feeling her already tight passage clench and unclench around him rapidly, he reached the point he had so desperately sought. Groaning out Sakura’s name he pushed into her as deep as he could one last time and came deep within her. After what seemed like an eternity he rolled off her and brought her to lie next to him, her head resting on his chest.

“Night Sakura-chan.” He whispered, kissing the top of her already sleeping head.
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Wandering the streets, half paying attention to where he was going, he couldn’t believe how lucky he was. He had finally gotten laid and with Sakura-chan no less! When they awoke this morning he was surprised to be greeted by a smiling Sakura. After kissing the pink goddess all over, he had ordered her to carry about her normal day. Apparently, the jutsu would not release until he let it, which meant they could stay like this forever. He sighed, thinking of having Sakura to himself for forever. Really, was it so bad? She no longer felt the deep pit of loss over Sasuke; this morning she seemed so much happier, more energetic, less bogged down with life’s worries.

“Watch it loser,” an annoying, high pitched voice brought him out of his inner thoughts. Cerulean eyes trailed up long legs, to a purple mini-skirt, and paused briefly on a bare taut stomach. Inching his eyes up further, he took in the tight sleeveless matching purple shirt that barely contained large, high breasts.

“Ino,” he almost sneered, focusing on the face of Sakura’s ex-friend and rival for Sasuke’s attention. He had almost run into her, lost in his thoughts but that was no need for her to be rude, like she always was to him. She was one of his tormentors while they were at the academy, and even years later she carried the same resentment for him others seemed to have lost over the years. What was her problem with him? Hadn’t he proven the worth of his existence to this village?

Her piercing blue eyes, a blue that almost matched his, shot daggers at him. “Mind getting out of my way, I don’t have time for bakas.” Ino went to move around him, her generous hips swaying as she walked.

Watching her glide away, seeing her nicely toned ass, ‘not as perfect as Sakura’s’, and alluring sway, he felt that familiar lustful tug. He had a plan. Jogging to catch up with Ino as she turned down into an alley, a short cut back to her mother’s flower shop, he grabbed her arm.

“Naruto-what the hell-“ She yanked her arm free as she watched him make a set of hand movements. “What are you doing you freak, I’m-“

“Slave no Jutsu,” he called in a loud whisper, hoping no one outside the alley would hear him. Yes, he really was brilliant. Not only did he solve Sakura’s sorrow over the lost Uchiha but he would also solve her problems with Ino. By the time he was done they would be best friends again. His eyes gleamed as he gave her his first order, “Finish your day’s work and come to my apartment at eight tonight.” As he watched her nod numbly and walk away, he couldn’t wait for tonight. While his inner self screamed this wasn’t him, this was wrong, outer Naruto went to go train. Maybe he would get a little revenge for all those years of loneliness and torment as well. This was perfect.
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So, as I’m working on more chapters I’ve come to a crossroads. Should I make the ending more angsty and pair all the girls off or stick with a fluffy bunny ending? Review and let me know what you want!

Thanks for the reviews!!

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