Puppet Princess
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Naruto › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
7
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1,694
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25
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Chapter 6
Chapter 6
Sakura lost track of time being trapped in that dreary room. Her life revolved around the puppet master and the lustful attention. She hated how Sasori made her feel so desirable, and wasn’t the least ashamed of the raunchy sex the two of them had been having. He would fuck her brains out any place or time, she was an eager participant.
He had left her alone for more than two days, and during this time Sakura had time to mentally regroup. When Sasori came home, Sakura would give him the fight of her life. The young kunoichi tightly held her hitae, this was her physical reminder of everything Sakura used to be before he came along. “I will not be a victim, anymore,” she kept repeating to herself, “I will not sit back and wait for someone to rescue me.”
More likely this would be her only chance to escape. “Screw the consequences,” yelled Sakura in frustration, “One way or another, I’m getting out of here!” Her inner self seemed to agree, and gave her the strength Sakura desperately needed. Sliding off the bed, Sakura reached for the door and was shocked to find discover was unlocked. The pink hair nin berated herself for not noticing this earlier. Shuffling through the door, Sakura grabbed her shoes and the midnight blue cloak.
Trusting her luck, Sakura navigated the darken corridors easily finding the path to her freedom. As she made her way, the emptiness unsettled Sakura more. She was sure there were people here, her meals and clothes had been deliver to the room. Cautiously, Sakura crept toward the final door and carefully slipped out. The outside looked very familiar, but she couldn’t place it at the moment. Time was vital, no telling when her craze captor would return, it was imperative to widen the distance between her and the hideout.
Using her ninja training, the young medic treaded lightly through the forest. The ends of her silk red dress were covered in mud and her slippers began to hurt her feet. Her attire wasn’t meant for traveling as the sun began to set, it would be a challenge to survive the cold winter night. Her paced had noticeable slowed, but the fear of Sasori was all she needed to keep moving. All Sakura needed now was to find a road that would lead her to a town, and the means to send a message to Konoha.
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Sasori was close to completing his mission in River Country. Even though Sakura had only become a recent addition to his daily life. He was completely infatuated pink-haired lover and how the innocence in her eyes hasn’t faded. Sasori knew Sakura posed no threat, and left her there unguarded. Instead, the puppet master relied on the fear her instilled in her in the first days of her capture. It wouldn’t be long before Sasori had her screaming his name in the throws of passion.
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It had been over two weeks since Naruto had seen his former team mate. It was supposed to be a simple escort mission, but Sakura never returned. The client was found floating dead in the water, with enough poison to kill a small squad. The huge craters proved Sakura put up on hell of a fight. Unfortunately the super strong kunoichi was overpowered and taken.
“I know she is still alive!” spoke Naruto clenching his fists, “I will not stop until I find her. I lost Sasuke I will not lose Sakura-chan.” Neji Hyuga and Kakashi Hatake looked on with mild interest. Judging from the scene whoever took Sakura had their reasons.
“The trail leads to the north,” injected Kakashi, “The poison is unique; I’ve seen it only once.”
Neji picked up one of the needles, careful not to prick himself, “Sasori of the Red; correct Hatake-san.”
Kakashi nodded, time was already against them. Sasori was known to turn his victims into human puppets. “Be ready to move out within the hour.” Naruto and Neji shook their heads in agreement.
“I thought Sakura-chan and Chiyo killed him trying to save Gaara.”
“It seems he’s not as dead as we once believe,” replied Kakashi, “Let’s hope we find her before anything permanent is done.”
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The moon shone brightly in the woods, Sakura rested against an old tree. She wrapped her cloak around her frail body trying to keep warm. The young kunoichi was already exhausted and the longer she rested the less alert she became. “Five more minutes, and then move one,” whispering to herself, within seconds Sakura was sound asleep.
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Sasori didn’t reach the hideout to know his princess had made her getaway. She clumsy left her footprints in the mud. A deranged smirk plastered his face, the puppet master enjoyed a good hunt, and her punishment would equally entertaining. If the drugs he had been feeding worked, her depleted chakra would make it easy to locate the leaf kunoichi. It wouldn’t be long until Sasori was reunited with his vibrant princess.
Sasori watched from a distance as Sakura slept. The drugs worked perfectly, she didn’t have the chakra to notice she was trapped in a genjutsu. He chuckled lightly, his poor lover believed she had made it out, but in reality was about five miles away from the base. Having a little with her, Sasori used his chakra string to rub against Sakura’s left leg. The response was immediate; the Leaf medic stirred into a state of full consciousness quickly checking her surrounding. Sasori could see the fear in eyes, and decided it was time to end the game. “Looks who’s being a bad girl,” taunted Sasori from the shadows. Sakura eyes widened, and tried to run away, but her body refused to cooperate.
He gracefully stepped into her line of sight, “I gave you everything you want, and this is how you repay me. Sakura.” Sasori spoke to calm and the way he said her name made Sakura tremble in fear. “Please, I just want to go home,” whimpered Sakura, “The place where I belong.”
“You belong with me; come willing and I’ll forget this happened,” coldly responded the puppet master. Sakura raised her fists defiantly ready to defend herself. “Disappointing,” Sasori remarked as he pulled a rope from his pouch. Sakura tried her best to land a punch, but her moves were very sluggish and sloppy. “I expected more from the Fifth Hokage’s apprentice.”
Sakura grunted and continued to punch blindly. Sasori caught her right hand and painful twisted behind her back. He roughly pushed her into the tree knocking the air out of her. The pink-hair nin did her best to kick back, but Sasori now had her left hand in a painful lock.
“It’s pointless, you have lost.” Sakura moved wildly, trying to break his grip. “No, I’m going home, no matter what!” declared Sakura. Tired of her foolishness, Sasori tied her hands behind her back, and retrieved a needle from his pouch. “This might sting,” joked the puppet master as he jabbed an unknown substance into Sakura’s neck.
She screamed out it pain, as a drowsy feeling swept through her body. Before totally losing, she managed to free her hitae, hoping someone friendly would find it. Sasori watched as she fought sleep, and leaned in for a kiss as her eyes finally closed.
The puppet master carefully threw his captive over his shoulders and coolly walked back to the base. He tenderly laid her on the bed and began stripping off her dirty clothes. With her sleeping, Sasori removed the restrains and cleaned the scrapes on her knuckles. He left her for a moment to prepare a bath. Sasori cut the lingerie and gentle placed her in the water. He was glad he gave Sakura a mild sedative, the mission and her escape made him somewhat exhausted.
When he was done, Sasori didn’t even bother to redress her. She’ll sleep through the night and in the morning, the missing nin would deal with her little betrayal. Tonight rest, come to tomorrow he would expose her to ever sexually exploits he could imagine.
Sakura lost track of time being trapped in that dreary room. Her life revolved around the puppet master and the lustful attention. She hated how Sasori made her feel so desirable, and wasn’t the least ashamed of the raunchy sex the two of them had been having. He would fuck her brains out any place or time, she was an eager participant.
He had left her alone for more than two days, and during this time Sakura had time to mentally regroup. When Sasori came home, Sakura would give him the fight of her life. The young kunoichi tightly held her hitae, this was her physical reminder of everything Sakura used to be before he came along. “I will not be a victim, anymore,” she kept repeating to herself, “I will not sit back and wait for someone to rescue me.”
More likely this would be her only chance to escape. “Screw the consequences,” yelled Sakura in frustration, “One way or another, I’m getting out of here!” Her inner self seemed to agree, and gave her the strength Sakura desperately needed. Sliding off the bed, Sakura reached for the door and was shocked to find discover was unlocked. The pink hair nin berated herself for not noticing this earlier. Shuffling through the door, Sakura grabbed her shoes and the midnight blue cloak.
Trusting her luck, Sakura navigated the darken corridors easily finding the path to her freedom. As she made her way, the emptiness unsettled Sakura more. She was sure there were people here, her meals and clothes had been deliver to the room. Cautiously, Sakura crept toward the final door and carefully slipped out. The outside looked very familiar, but she couldn’t place it at the moment. Time was vital, no telling when her craze captor would return, it was imperative to widen the distance between her and the hideout.
Using her ninja training, the young medic treaded lightly through the forest. The ends of her silk red dress were covered in mud and her slippers began to hurt her feet. Her attire wasn’t meant for traveling as the sun began to set, it would be a challenge to survive the cold winter night. Her paced had noticeable slowed, but the fear of Sasori was all she needed to keep moving. All Sakura needed now was to find a road that would lead her to a town, and the means to send a message to Konoha.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Sasori was close to completing his mission in River Country. Even though Sakura had only become a recent addition to his daily life. He was completely infatuated pink-haired lover and how the innocence in her eyes hasn’t faded. Sasori knew Sakura posed no threat, and left her there unguarded. Instead, the puppet master relied on the fear her instilled in her in the first days of her capture. It wouldn’t be long before Sasori had her screaming his name in the throws of passion.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
It had been over two weeks since Naruto had seen his former team mate. It was supposed to be a simple escort mission, but Sakura never returned. The client was found floating dead in the water, with enough poison to kill a small squad. The huge craters proved Sakura put up on hell of a fight. Unfortunately the super strong kunoichi was overpowered and taken.
“I know she is still alive!” spoke Naruto clenching his fists, “I will not stop until I find her. I lost Sasuke I will not lose Sakura-chan.” Neji Hyuga and Kakashi Hatake looked on with mild interest. Judging from the scene whoever took Sakura had their reasons.
“The trail leads to the north,” injected Kakashi, “The poison is unique; I’ve seen it only once.”
Neji picked up one of the needles, careful not to prick himself, “Sasori of the Red; correct Hatake-san.”
Kakashi nodded, time was already against them. Sasori was known to turn his victims into human puppets. “Be ready to move out within the hour.” Naruto and Neji shook their heads in agreement.
“I thought Sakura-chan and Chiyo killed him trying to save Gaara.”
“It seems he’s not as dead as we once believe,” replied Kakashi, “Let’s hope we find her before anything permanent is done.”
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
The moon shone brightly in the woods, Sakura rested against an old tree. She wrapped her cloak around her frail body trying to keep warm. The young kunoichi was already exhausted and the longer she rested the less alert she became. “Five more minutes, and then move one,” whispering to herself, within seconds Sakura was sound asleep.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Sasori didn’t reach the hideout to know his princess had made her getaway. She clumsy left her footprints in the mud. A deranged smirk plastered his face, the puppet master enjoyed a good hunt, and her punishment would equally entertaining. If the drugs he had been feeding worked, her depleted chakra would make it easy to locate the leaf kunoichi. It wouldn’t be long until Sasori was reunited with his vibrant princess.
Sasori watched from a distance as Sakura slept. The drugs worked perfectly, she didn’t have the chakra to notice she was trapped in a genjutsu. He chuckled lightly, his poor lover believed she had made it out, but in reality was about five miles away from the base. Having a little with her, Sasori used his chakra string to rub against Sakura’s left leg. The response was immediate; the Leaf medic stirred into a state of full consciousness quickly checking her surrounding. Sasori could see the fear in eyes, and decided it was time to end the game. “Looks who’s being a bad girl,” taunted Sasori from the shadows. Sakura eyes widened, and tried to run away, but her body refused to cooperate.
He gracefully stepped into her line of sight, “I gave you everything you want, and this is how you repay me. Sakura.” Sasori spoke to calm and the way he said her name made Sakura tremble in fear. “Please, I just want to go home,” whimpered Sakura, “The place where I belong.”
“You belong with me; come willing and I’ll forget this happened,” coldly responded the puppet master. Sakura raised her fists defiantly ready to defend herself. “Disappointing,” Sasori remarked as he pulled a rope from his pouch. Sakura tried her best to land a punch, but her moves were very sluggish and sloppy. “I expected more from the Fifth Hokage’s apprentice.”
Sakura grunted and continued to punch blindly. Sasori caught her right hand and painful twisted behind her back. He roughly pushed her into the tree knocking the air out of her. The pink-hair nin did her best to kick back, but Sasori now had her left hand in a painful lock.
“It’s pointless, you have lost.” Sakura moved wildly, trying to break his grip. “No, I’m going home, no matter what!” declared Sakura. Tired of her foolishness, Sasori tied her hands behind her back, and retrieved a needle from his pouch. “This might sting,” joked the puppet master as he jabbed an unknown substance into Sakura’s neck.
She screamed out it pain, as a drowsy feeling swept through her body. Before totally losing, she managed to free her hitae, hoping someone friendly would find it. Sasori watched as she fought sleep, and leaned in for a kiss as her eyes finally closed.
The puppet master carefully threw his captive over his shoulders and coolly walked back to the base. He tenderly laid her on the bed and began stripping off her dirty clothes. With her sleeping, Sasori removed the restrains and cleaned the scrapes on her knuckles. He left her for a moment to prepare a bath. Sasori cut the lingerie and gentle placed her in the water. He was glad he gave Sakura a mild sedative, the mission and her escape made him somewhat exhausted.
When he was done, Sasori didn’t even bother to redress her. She’ll sleep through the night and in the morning, the missing nin would deal with her little betrayal. Tonight rest, come to tomorrow he would expose her to ever sexually exploits he could imagine.