Lessons Learned

Jiraiya/Tsunade - booze, spanking, performance-masturbation.
Done for the LJ naruto kink meme

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“Another vodka…”

The attendant held her order pad close to her chest as she surveyed the table. There were a total of thirty-seven cups, all of which had at one point in time or another, were full of liquor. “Tsunade-sama… Um I think you’ve had enough… Who should I call to get you?”

The Blonde looked at the young woman with glossed over eyes and smirked, “Call up your manage and tell him to bring me something ta drink!”

Ayu bit her lip and sighed, she didn’t want to have to call that old man. “I’ll be back shortly,” The girl placed down a cup of water before the Hokage before pulling a straw from her apron, “Here drink some water until then.”

Tsunade watch the girl’s receding back for a few seconds before she stood up her self and ambled out of the bar towards where she thought her house was. When small drops of water began to cover her hair face and shoulders the blonde looked up at the sky, suddenly “Shizune… Shizune where are you?” With out warning her world went dark and she pitched forward.


-/-


Her head was pounding like never before. With a groan honey colored eyes cracked open taking in her surroundings. It hurt so badly to even look around into the illuminated room. She was most definitely on a bed, not her own obviously, but a bed none the less. The sunlight streamed into the room from a west facing window and the skylight above her. By the looks of it she was wearing some man’s t-shirt and her panties. “Where the fuck am I?”

“Ah, so you’re awake now?”

“Jiraiya? What are you doing down there?” The eternally young kunoichi followed the gravely voice to it’s origin. She peered over the side of the bed onto the floor where she caught sight of a half dressed Jiraiya. The hermit’s hair was loose and falling over his body in thin white streams. It was surprising to see that he had not let his body get out of shape over the years. Each muscle was just like she remembered and the skin over it just as taught as it was half a lifetime ago.

“I was sleeping.” His eyes raked over her for a moment as if he was trying to place something, then they opened fully as he came to remember. “You.”

“Me…?”

“You’ve got some fucking nerve.” His voice rasped through the room, making his baritone voice deeper. Slowly he made his way to his feet seething all the while. “You are the Hokage!”

The woman only rolled her eyes. It was too early and she was too hung over for this right now. She sunk back into the pillow top mattress. “Yeah I know I’ve had the job you pushed off on me for about three years now.” She muttered, irritated.

“For once Tsunade it’s not about you. Why would you go get plastered to the point that you passed out in the middle of the street where anyone could have gotten a hold of you!”

“…And this isn’t about me how?”

Jiraiya’s jaw dropped in disbelief, “you’re fucking joking right?” After a few seconds of silence the elder growled under his breath. “The village needs its leader alive and hopefully coherent enough to defend it! What if there were enemy Nin in Konoha? You may have been captured or killed and where would that leave the rest of us?”

“It’s too early Jiraiya, bitch at me when I care.”

That was it. He was pissed; he pushed the woman over lightly before seating himself down onto the bed. If she didn’t want to take him seriously she would learn to. With a lightning quick move he managed to get the startled blonde situated perfectly over his lap arms pinned to the small of her back her wide bubbly ass up in the air.

“What the hell ji-Ahh!” her question was cut short with an indignant shriek.

“You want to act like an irresponsible child and I’ll treat you like one.” Came the smooth voice from over her as he sent another forceful smack at her ass.

“OW! I’m going to kill you! *SMACK* You asshole! Ohh!*SMACK**SMACK**SMACK*STOP IT!” Tsunade’s breaths puffed out quickly as she tried to squirm away from the devastating pain that hand caused. Unfortunately for Tsunade each Smack landed as efficiently and well placed as the first. The initial pain giving a way to a sharp sting that had began to spread as Jiraiya kept up his steady rhythm. “STOP IT!”

Jiraiya’s deep throaty chuckle rang through the room once he paused in his endeavor. “Sorry princess things don’t work that way.” The long calloused fingers of Jiraiya’s right hand gripped the hem of the t-shirt and slowly lifted it up all the while the left tightened it’s grip on Tsunade’s wrist as she buck and squirmed in a fruitless attempt to pull away and escape her punishment. “If you don’t stop moving I’ll just add more at the end.” The hermit surveyed his work with keen eyes. The rosy pink was just starting to deepen around the edges of her panties. White cotton panties, who knew Tsunade could be so… chaste.

Tsunade was not impressed, happy or any other positive emotion. Her face was burning (although not as much as her ass would be). This was horrible she was stuck in suck a compromising position with only a thin cotton line of defense, she’s be surprised if she came out of this with any kind of dignity. She felt a large hand brush over her cheeks and steeled her self for the next strike.

THWACK

“UGN!” Tsunade caught her lower lip between her teeth and tried to choke back any and all noises her body made. That was nothing like any of the other hits, it stung three times as bad. But she wouldn’t give into the pain; she wouldn’t ever give into Jiraiya’s stupid game. She was Tsunade, Shodai Hokage’s granddaughter and godime!

Five more smacks and she was fighting back tears.

Ten after that and she was sobbing for all she was worth.

The hermit smirked as he slipped two fingers into the elastic waistband. “Wow Tsu I don’t think I’ve ever seen you like this before… under all that ice is something warm and plushy…” the clot and elastic topped mid thigh And that was it the last line of her defenses was gone. She was completely open to the assault.

Tsunade shrieked as the hand fell repetitively striking ever inch of her bare ass and thighs. The abused flesh turned white before fading into a hot pink that outlined all of the writer’s fingers perfectly. “Unnnnnnnnnnn! NO MORE! I’m sorry!”

“Now we’re getting some where.” He hummed as he ran his nails over the pink flesh making her squirm as the burning intensified. “So missy, what are you sorry for?”

Tsunade grit her teeth at the obvious jab and swallowed the lump in her throat. Once she felt the hand lift from her thigh she foresaw what was coming, she rushed out her sentence making sure not to stumble over her words. “I’m sorry for being selfish and careless!”

*SMACK*

“OW!”

“What else?”

When there was no answer Jiraiya laid the spanks into her sore ass once more. After two hits she was sobbing even herders trying to contain her self as she cried out. “I-I don’t kn-know! Just let me goooo!”

“What about the people you worried? Huh?*SMACK*What about Shizune who couldn’t find you for hours?*SMACK*Or that waitress that called me to go get you once you collapsed?*SMACK*What about me huh? *SMACK*”

“SOOORRY,” Tsunade half moaned half sobbed as she fought harder to get away from her friend’s Punishing hands.

After one more well placed smack the sage rubbed the bright glowing globes. “You will be…” Slowly he removed the sobbing Tsunade from his lap onto the bed, “And don’t you dare even think about rubbing your ass. I’ll start all over if you do.“ After a few confirming sobs the man made his way to his bathroom grabbing a brush off of the vanity before returning to the side of the bed. Deep grey eyes took in the sight fully.

This was the time where a lesson would sink into her best. She was so open, so vulnerable to everything right now. Tsunade was on her side half curled into a ball. Her ridiculously long golden hair was splayed everywhere. Her thick built frame shook from her sobs her fingers clenching the sheets in an attempt not to soothe her sore and burning sit spot and thighs.

Breaking from his revere Jiraiya ran his fingers through some of her loose locks. “Tsu get on your knee’s.” He watched as she rolled to her stomach without complaint and kneeled facing the headboard. “Hands and elbows on the bed. Good. Make sure your elbows are as close to your knees as possible.”

Tsunade stifled her sobs as best she could, “is this close enough?” she uttered hoarsely.

“Yeah now arch your back in.”

“But that makes my as-”

The broad back of the brush landed with a heavy thunk. Sending the blonde rocking forward. “You are presenting me with a target, not questioning me, understood?”

*THUNK*

“Y-yes.”

“Good.*THUNK*Now here comes the final bit of your punishment.*THUNK*Today after we have breakfast I will walk you to the bar,” Jiraiya rubbed the dark bruising area where he had struck as he explained the day’s itinerary. “There you will apologize to the waitress. Then we’ll go to the tower where you will apologize to Shizune for making her worry, after that you will close your office door and show her exactly what your irresponsibility will earn you from no on.”

Tsunade hung her head in mortification, she couldn’t tell, let alone show, her charge that she had been spanked like a little girl. “No-

*THUNK*
*THUNK*
*THUNK**

“Hush Tsunade. Didn’t I tell you not to question me.” Jiraiya hit the red globes again for good measure. “As I was saying, you WILL show Shizune that nice red ass of yours then you will sit at your desk and do your paperwork.”*THUNK*the brushes wide back raised a dark welt on the plushy sensitive flesh. “So tell me Tsunade what are we going to do today?”

The woman shifted slightly trying to stall as best she could before the makeshift paddle struck her again. She clenched her teeth and whimpered as she was rocked forward once again. “I will apologize to the waitress from yesterday, and Shizune! Ooooo. It stings!”

“And?”
**THUNK*

“I’ll tell Shizune about my sp- span-spanking.” She muttered dejectedly trying to arch her back to hide as much of her self as possible. This was quickly ended by Jiraiya pushing her back into position and delivered a quick stinging smack to the juncture of her thighs and ass. “Oooooooooo, enough! Stop! PLEASE!”

“What else Tsunade?” He knew that this was when she’d need encouragement the most. She wouldn’t weasel out of this like she did all her debt. So he layered his red target with even steady strokes as he awaited her answer.

She was a blubbering mess tears all over her face and cries ripping from her throat in succession. “SHOW HER! SHOW HER! I’LL SHOW HER...”

“Good. Now that we’re resolved this go and stand in the corner. I want your hands on your head and your nose against that wall when I return.”

She complied quickly and settled her self in the far corner of the room, her frighteningly scarlet and plum butt exposed panties around her knees and t-shirt bunched at the small of her back. Tsunade hung her head and wailed for all she was worth, never had she been in this much pain. Not even in any fight. Her ass and thighs were sore; her head was pounding, her back sore and her pride demolished. All she could do was sob.

Jiraiya looked at Tsunade once more, it was obvious she wanted to be alone. So Jiraiya picked up a towel and made his way to the bathroom closing the door behind him.

Tsunade pressed her flushed cheek against the cool wall and panted. It hurt, it hurt like hell, but some how she had become aroused. Jiraiya took charge for once and knocked her down from her high horse. Grudgingly she had to admit that she had a new respect for him. Unfortunately this new respect came in the form of her aching sex, and an uncomfortable itch from her most sensitive place.

Slowly she moved her left hand from her head and tucked her fingers into her folds. The long digits rubbed at her inner walls deliciously as she closed her eyes. Her breath hitched as they whispered over her spot. She wanted more, she wanted it wider and thicker, and so she added another finger to the first to and began to pump herself.

All in all it was a great distraction from the burning sensation a few inches away from her sex. Just when she had worked her self up to a steady pace where she began moaning in pleasure she heard something hit the floor. The blonde turned immediately to investigate.

Jiraiya raised an eyebrow as he leaned against the wall. With a smirk on his face, “I don’t recall telling you to put your fingers in your cunt.” Tsunade blushed looking away guiltily, “Though I never told you to stop either.”