Angels Aren’t Born…They are Built

Angels aren't born they are built...


Sasuke and his companions were lead back to the elevator which carried them to the top floor and Orochimaru’s office which took up half the floor. The rest was a great open room with large windows and a skylight. The late afternoon sun was beating in on them making the room feel hot.

“Lets move to my office so we can conduct some business,” Orochimaru lead them past an unmanned desk, the only furniture in the vast hall aside from the array of large potted plants and what looked to be an aviary. ‘Where their snakes in that small forest of miniature trees?’ Sasuke asked himself. Looking closer he noticed a colorful bird perched on a branch singing it’s heart out only to be snapped up by a green and brown viper of some kind.

“Come in, Sit, all of you,” Orochimaru smiled sickeningly and gestured to a table at the opposite end of the vast and mostly unfurnished office. The group was seated and discussions opened.

“I think our companies would be mutually benefited from not just a contract, but a partnership,” Orochimaru’s oil tongue mouthed. He had plans for Sasuke’s company and if he could get his foot in the door he might get the opportunity to take over Sharningan Electronics. He might even get the opportunity to have a romp in the sack with the delectable CEO. It was true Sharningan was a powerful contender but it was still a new company. His his holdings in the stock market were much stronger and older. He could picture it in his mind owning the most sought after electronics company of the decade was a tempting prospect.

“I don’t think so,” Sasuke intoned tartly, “We are here to sign contracts today and nothing more.” Orochimaru hid the irritation in his demeanor well. He smiled and nodded his head, “Yes, of course. Have you brought those contracts with you?”

“I have them,” Shino spoke producing his briefcase and setting it on the table. Orochimaru reached for the contracts but was stopped by the firm hand of Sasuke. “First things first. I would like full ownership rights of Sakura and Na- and the other ANGEL. I would like a contract drawn up for them both stating that they will remain as property of Sharningan Electronics in the event of my passing. Orochimaru’s smile widened this would be perfect. His creations would be returned to him yet and if he gave in he should be that much closer to getting his hands on Sasuke’s company.

“Certainly, Kabuto go and fetch the documents,” Orochimaru snapped his fingers and Kabuto left wordlessly. “Since I am giving you the complete rights to all of my secrets I think you should at least consider my proposal.

“That is something I will have to discuss with my brother first,” Sasuke informed with slightly less frost in his voice.

“Very well,” Orochimaru reached for the contracts once again this time he was not stopped. He pulled a pair of reading glasses from his breast pocket and examined the contract closely. He smiled in places and nodded, others he squinted at until a smile came to his face. “These terms seem most agreeable. You’re more then fair. He pulled a pen from the same pocket that held his glasses and signed.

Kabuto rushed back with two contracts, and a lawyer trailing behind looking less then happy at Orochimaru. “Orochimaru-sama, I am not pleased to learn that you are giving away two of your inventions to another company. Are you certain you wish to do this?”

“Yes, yes Kakuzu, I know the money…” Orochimaru rolled his eyes as he dismissed the lawyer‘s protests.

“It is not just about potential profit loss, sir,” The man sneered. His face was hidden from the group as he wore a high-necked shirt.

“I don’t care for your tone, just draw up the damned documents! Uchiha-sama is a friend to our company and I am certain he will do nothing to jeopardize our new alliance.”

‘What alliance,’ Was the thought in the mind of both Sasuke and Shino.

“Fine, I already have a draft here we need only add the names of the parties and the serial numbers and names of the robots and you are all set,” His voice sounded with false joviality.

The lawyer slapped the contracts down and leaned back grumbling petulantly the whole time. Orochimaru filled in the blanks on the documents but paused, “Uchiha-sama, you may change their names if you like…The angles I mean.”

“Sakura is fine for this one I don’t wish to change it…Do you have a last name Sakura?”

She shook her head but then smiled, “Can I have the name of my programmer, He was Haruno Akoi.” Sakura blushed.

“Fine,” Sasuke shrugged.

“About the other one his former owner called him Rekia,” Orochimaru informed the man. Sasuke made a face of disgust. And answered, “I want him to be called Uzumaki Naruto.”

“An unusual name, but I think you are right it fits him better.” The man finished filling out Naruto’s contract. He turned the papers over to Sasuke to inspect before handing him the pen. Sasuke read both contracts carefully even though they were identical documents other then the robots names. He nodded. Orochimaru handed the pen over and Sasuke signed both contracts.

"Ok, you can leave now Kakuzu," Orochimaru waved him away the man snatched the contracts and stormed out.

The group stood after this. Orochimaru approached Sasuke laying a hand on his shoulder, “Uchiha-sama you and I should have lunch together some time. Perhaps after you have settled Naruto and Sakura into their new duties you can infrom me how they are doing. …And do not forget, I want to talk about furthering our business relationship very soon."

Sasuke nodded then jerked his shoulder away. “That’s fine I’ll have my secretary make arrangments with you at a later date,” Sasuke and Shino bowed to Orochimaru.

“Kabuto, please show our guests out,” Orochimaru smiled.

Sasuke was first out. He noticed a beautiful woman now sat at the lone desk. She had unnaturally blue hair that was worn up with a delicate white rose pinned in it. She smiled kindly at the group as they left…

Orochimaru watched as The Uchiha and his group were ushered out. He presses a button on his intercom.

“Yes Orochimaru-sama?” the feminine voice asked.

“Have Kimimaru sent up to my office.”

“Yes sir.”

He smirked, Kabuto closed the door and returned to his superior. He was smiling lustfully at Orochimaru. “Kabuto come here,” He called in a needy tone. Orochimaru turned in his leather chair unzipping his pants. He pulled out his member and gave a languid stroke to his already hardening flesh. “Make me ready. I am going to reward Kimimaru for impressing Uchiha-sama,” Jealously flashed briefly on the be speckled man’s face but he did not protest. He knelt before the man’s generous sex taking it in his hands he began pumping it before giving the tip a prod with his pink tongue. A bead of pre-cum appeared in the wake of his ministrations. Kabuto engulfed the head savoring Orochimaru’s bitter salty flavor. He slid the monstrous organ in as far as his throat would allow and began pumping the base…

...Sasuke was told by Kabuto that Naruto was waiting in the lobby for him. He let the faintest of smiles escape his lips and nodded. The group rode silently down the elevator and when the car came to a stop the doors opened to reveal Kimimaru waiting with Naruto. Kimimaru bowed to the group.

“Kimimaru-san,” Sasuke stalked over. He glanced at Naruto briefly but then returned his eyes to the thin pale beauty. He now saw Kimimaru’s long white hair that fell down his back. It was cutely parted in a zig zag pattern and he was temptingly slender in his semi-casual work attire of a polo shirt and a pair of black jeans. Sasuke pulled out a card and slid it into his palm taking their closeness as an opportunity to whisper, “Call me some time. Weather you are interested in a job with my company or something more personal. I enjoyed talking with you. Sasuke allowed his hand to glide up Kimimaru’s elbow and give a suggestive squeeze that had the pale young man blushing furiously. A faint growl was heard and Sasuke noticed Naruto was glaring at the scene. Sasuke shrugged it off as nothing. Naruto was obviously glitchy but he had known this. He was going to get to the bottom of the programming errors first chance he got.

The group left Kimimaru who entered the elevator. He had been summoned to see Orochimaru and he was terribly nervous, but also very excited as well. He only hoped he was not in trouble...

...Kabuto was bobbing frantically on the swollen head of Orochimaru’s arrousal when the intercom buzzed, “Kimimaru is waiting.”

“Send him in,” Orochimaru purred. He pushed Kabuto off his throbbing cock. Kabuto whined. Orochimaru noticed his cute little assistant inside his own pants massaging his aching dick. The door clicked open and the man entered shyly. His silky white hair fell down his back except two parts of his bangs which were held with red bands. He blushed as he noticed Kabuto kneeling between the man’s spread legs.

“I-I’m s-sorry Orochimaru-sama,” he looked not only embarrassed but terribly hurt.

“Nonsense, I was just having Kabuto make me ready so I could reward your performance. Come, Kimimaru,” He tapped his knee and smiled at the young man. Kimimaru hobbled over on his crutches and stood waiting trying not to look at the nine inches of throbbing flesh that was exposed to him. He looked to see Kabuto in the floor, knees spread, as he jerked himself roughly grunting.

“What’s wrong Kimimaru-kun?” Orochimaru pouted.

“T-there must be a mistake…Orochimaru-sama.”

“No I don’t make mistakes. I want to show my appreciation. Was I wrong in assuming that this would please you?”

The white haired man blushed once more, “I-I don’t understand?”

“Kabuto,” Orochimaru looked down at the man who was quietly stroking himself to completion. He came at the sound of his name slipping off that silk tongue. He thrust into the air as his seed spilled onto the marble floor.

“Y-yes Orochimaru-sama?” He answered in a quaking voice.

“Prepare Kimimaru,” He ordered. Kabuto looked incredulous but he straightened himself out and tucked his still slightly aroused penis into his pants. He walked around the desk reaching into a drawer. He fetched two things; a bottle of lube and a dildo. He oiled up the device. Kimimaru’s eyes widened. Then Orochimaru piped up, “With your fingers Kabuto. I want to watch as you stretch him. Kabuto’s eyes flashed with anger. He was expected to prepare this slut for HIS Orochimaru? Kabuto put the dildo down and drizzled oil over his fingers.

“Remove your pants Kimimaru,” Orochimaru ordered. His eyes flashed dangerously as the man on crutches backed away a bit.

“Orochimaru-sama? I…I don’t understand. Why?” His brow furrowed as he couldn’t help but stare at the large pale falice. It twitched in response to the young man’s question.

“Tell me Kimimaru…You like this company,” He rested his hand on the long thick organ. He stroked gently moaning. Kimimaru nodded absently. “You…don’t tell me you don’t like me? I’ve seen the way you look at me.” Orochimaru asked in a reproachful tone.

“Its just…I-I have always looked up to you sir.” his lip was trembling.

“You like working here right?” The man nodded.

“Then drop your pants and let my assistant finger fuck you until you are ready to take my fat cock all the way up your tight little ass.” The man spoke in measured tones almost as if he were reading instructions from a manual. Kimimaru didn’t know what to do. He loved his job, and up until five minutes ago he was pretty certain he was in love with the man that was threatening to fire him if he didn’t bare his ass. He hung his head in shame. Tears threatened to spill as he reached with a shaking hand for the button on his jeans.

“Good boy,” Orochimaru spoke in a soft but condescending tone. Now lean over my desk. I know it would be hard on your legs to stand for this. Kimimaru approached the large cherry wood desk. The surface was already clear of any paperwork. Kimimaru leaned on his crutches before he undid his pants completely. They slipped to the floor. Kabuto didn’t give him a second to think about it he jerked the young man’s pale blue boxers down. Kimimaru felt himself being pushed forward, and he allowed it, face down on the hard flat surface.

Kimimaru was not a virgin, he had had a girlfriend in college. But he had never been taken. Kabuto mercilessly thrust his first finger into the man’s tight virgin hole. Kimimaru gave a pained cry. Kabuto smirked, he was a tight little fucker. It wasn‘t surprising. “So tight, maybe Orochimaru-sama will let me have a go at him when he’s bored,” He wondered out loud. “He’s so tight Orochimaru-sama,” Kabuto announced again as he felt the muscle seemingly sucking him in. He started pistoning his single digit in and out. Kimimaru made pained mewls as he was abused by one of his superiors. Kabuto added a second finger and began spreading the quivering opening. The man bent over the desk bit his lip until it bled. There were tears trailing his cheeks. All he could think was, ‘Why, why, why?’

Kabuto added the third digit. He smirked as he rubbed a certain spot. The white haired young man arched backward nearly falling off the desk. He pressed his hand into the young man’s clothed back and held him down. Kabuto felt his erection coming back full force. He pulled it out and began pumping furiously. He heard a pleased chuckle erupt from Orochimaru. “Kabuto, why don’t you cum on him. Make his hole wet with your seed. Kabuto looked over his shoulder to his boss and smirked, “Whatever you want sir.” Kabuto kept up the pace jabbing at the inner walls of Kimimaru’s already over taxed colon. He felt close to release. Kabuto pulled his fingers out and wrapped his other hand around his member. He slid his engorged cock against the pink rosebud now pumping with both hands. One hand went to his sack and massaged then fingers wandered into his own neglected hole. He fingered himself into an orgasm. White ooze spurted onto Kimimaru’s backside. Kimimaru was full blown crying at this point.

Orochimaru stood his dick dribbling pre-cum, He motioned Kabuto to step aside and with one silent thrust he sheathed himself fully in the miserable man laying face down on his desk. Kimimaru gave a harsh scream, “Please! No! Please get it out! It hurts!” Orochimaru pulled out almost all the way. Blood and semen coating his cock. He thrust back in once more. Kimimaru screamed again. This action was repeated for five minutes before Orochimaru climaxed and emptied his fluids into the boy’s backside. Kimimaru hissed as he fell limp against the desk. He felt his half hard erection wilting. Orochimaru patted his head as he pulled out painfully, “You look very beautiful like that.”
Orochimaru turned to see Kabuto breathing heavily with a still exposed erection, “Kabuto, you can have some fun with him. I would like to watch.” The silver haired man nodded eagerly. “Who knew a cripple could have such a hot body,” Kabuto commented.

Orochimaru sat in his leather chair and laced his fingers together resting his chin on them. He was smiling in a way that made Kimimaru’s flesh crawl. Kabuto stuck his cock in. He wasn’t as large as Orochimaru, but poor Kimimaru was so very sore. He yelped. He had thought he had shed all the tears he had to shed, but he found more in this new humiliation. Kabuto was even rougher then Orochimaru.

He grunted out hurtful words, “You're a tight slut, you should be grateful Orochimaru-sama would favor such a pathetic whore. Don‘t worry though he grows tired of his playthings quickly. I’m his partner and he will always return to me for companionship.”

Kabuto neared his third finish. He pulled out violently jerking off as he rounded the desk. Kimimaru shut his eyes as the stringy white fluid hit him in the face. Orochimaru was quite pleased with his little employee. He ran his hand down the young man’s pale backside cupping an irritated red cheek. Kimimaru winced and shrunk away from the touch. “You are probably too tired to continue work for the day. You may go home and take the rest of the week off to recover.”

Kimimaru slid himself off the desk. He reached for his boxers and pants having trouble with bending. He felt the blood and slime drying between his legs. He wiped his swollen red eyes as he managed to fasten his pants. He already felt the garments soaking up blood and cum. If it weren’t for his crutches he would have been unable to move. Under normal circumstances he could stand to walk on his weak legs for a little while, but now his lower half felt numb. He left the office ignoring the strange looks of Orochimaru’s secretary as he called for the elevator. He felt his hands slide into his front pocket and touch the white cardboard that had Uchiha Sasuke’s direct phone number printed on it. He would wait. He needed to get home and take a very long scalding hot shower.


{Please note that what Kimimaru experienced is Rape, even if he allowed it. Orochimaru used the leverage of his job to force him to submit. It is no different then holding a knife or gun to a person and demanding sex, and it is wrong!}