Discovery

Warning: Disturbing imagery, BDSM, cursing, blood play, asphyxiation, humiliation, Hidan, implied incest.

AN: Made for Crimson2006. Beta= Akiruchan

Discovery


“Are you sure this is the type of place we need to be hanging out?” asked Naruto Uzumaki to his long time friend, Sasuke Uchiha.

“Itachi told me to come. If you’re chicken shit, go home. I’m not getting punished because you’re a moronic chicken.”

The building they stood before looked like something out of a horror movie. The burgundy paint coating the outside shutters was cracked and peeling, looking as if it had been years since it had been given a fresh coat. The trash lining the sidewalk reeked of things Naruto didn’t even want to think about. He was sure he saw a cat sized rat scurry by in the shadows. The only thing keeping him from hopping the next bus home was the challenge. He could never turn down a challenge once Sasuke laid it. The fucker could play him like a fiddle.

“I’m not chicken shit, you arrogant asshole! Just you watch.” Naruto pushed Sasuke aside, banging the knocker on the door with a loud thump.

It was several moments before the door creaked open. An attractive girl in a skin tight pair of leather pants and an equally tight top answered. Sasuke stepped forward. “I’m Itachi’s brother, Sasuke Uchiha. He told us to come tonight.”

“Come in.”

Both men stepped through the door and into opulence. The rundown appearance outside belied the amazing interior. The private club, Akatsuki, lived up to Itachi’s description. This was no ordinary club. Akatsuki was a fetish club, catering mainly to those of the BDSM variety.

Naruto had been into the scene for the last five years. He couldn’t imagine sex before he’d seen Sasuke tied up by Itachi. It was a pure accident, having dropped by the apartment his friend shared with his brother to return some notes he’d borrowed. The image of his best friend trussed up, tears running down his face, wasn’t what turned him on. It was the sight of his dominating brother. He was never the same after that. He wanted what Sasuke had, that utter devotion to his Master.

While it was Sasuke and Itachi who introduced him to the scene, Naruto had never found a Dom who completely mastered him. He’d never tell Sasuke, but he was far more masochistic than the other was aware. He had a feeling Itachi knew he enjoyed the complete domination brought on by pain and humiliation. It was his special kink, though he’d never met a Dom who could follow through. Everyone had the lines they didn’t cross, he supposed.

“There’s Itachi.” Sasuke dragged Naruto across the room. The other stumbled a bit before lengthening his gait in order to keep up with his friend.

Itachi Uchiha sat gracefully in a plush chair near the stage where nightly shows were performed by the Doms and their respective subs. The stage could be a punishment or a reward, depending on the sub and their own proclivities. Naruto had never had much of an exhibitionistic streak, but then again, he’d never performed in public. It was usually reserved for Doms and their exclusive pets. A deeper connection between Master and slave made for better shows, rather than watching two strangers learn each other.

Sasuke immediately dropped to the pillow at Itachi’s feet, dragging Naruto along with him. The sound of Itachi’s chuckle sent chill bumps racing over both of them. If it wasn’t for the fact Sasuke was utterly infatuated with his brother, Naruto might have made his interest known to Itachi.

Itachi reached down to stroke Sasuke’s cheek before petting Naruto’s hair. While Naruto did not belong to Itachi, he was a guest of him and as such, sat at his feet alongside Sasuke. The looks of envy Itachi received from the various Doms was amusing to Naruto, though he didn‘t show it. He would never shame Itachi in such a way.

Itachi leaned down to whisper in Naruto‘s ear, his breath tickling the small hairs along the rim. “I think you’ll like this show, Naruto. The Master is particularly brutal…as I know you like.”

A blush spread across his cheeks. Itachi was a very perceptive person. It made him a phenomenal Master. Sasuke never complained. It didn’t surprise him Itachi knew of his kinks. He probably would have thought more on the subject if the lights had not begun to dim, leaving only the stage lit.

The hand on his head continued its stroking, though he felt Sasuke being moved to Itachi’s lap. It always amazed him how Itachi could instill such comfort in him. A thread of jealousy for Sasuke’s position as Itachi’s slave wove through him. It felt unfair. He wanted the perfect Master.

The room went silent as a slave was escorted onto the stage by a black leather clad man. His platinum blond hair, almost appearing gray despite his obvious youth, was slicked back to completely reveal every aspect of his attractive face. His face carried a small, almost cruel smirk, making Naruto understand this was punishment for some transgression on the slave’s part. Whatever the slave had done to warrant public humiliation wasn’t of consequence. All that mattered to Naruto was that he was already hard in his pants from just seeing the sadistic glee beginning to form in the Master’s eyes.

“This fucking slave has disobeyed me, refusing to do as I ordered. He has become more and more disobedient. This is his goddamn punishment so don’t feel sorry for the little shit. He deserves everything he gets.” The Master turned away from the audience, his attention completely on his slave. It appeared his mind had filtered out the audience until only the scene remained.

The vulgar use of foul language didn’t deter Naruto's interest in the least bit, instead, it snared it. Each Master was different. Each had their own quirks just as each slave had theirs. When a master and slave failed to synchronize, both would be left feeling dissatisfied with the scenes and their relationship. It was a problem Naruto knew all too well.

With each fall of the whip, each torturous use of toys, each skillful degrading moment of it, Naruto was held rapt. Never in his history of being in the BDSM scene had he seen such a masterful use of pain and degradation. What amazed him more was the care taken with the bloodied and beaten man afterward. The sadistic pleasure the Master took in each degrading word and physical torture, it haunted Naruto’s mind. He wanted to be the one tortured, brought pleasure through pain. Any thoughts of jealousy of Sasuke fled his mind. He was now jealous of the broken man being comforted and cared for on the stage.

“Did you like that, Naruto?” Itachi’s breath teased his ears as his gaze remained focused on the sweat covered and blood speckled body of the platinum haired master.

All he could do was nod. Like? Like did not in any way describe what he felt at that moment. He knew he’d moaned, probably quite loudly as the scene played out before his eyes. The cum drying in the tight leather of his pants was testimony to how much he liked it.

“I can introduce you if you like.”

“But…I thought…”

“He’s never collared a slave.” Itachi fingered the tight choker around Sasuke’s neck, a sign of ownership his friend wore. “He’s a lot like you, never settling on one slave. He gets bored very easily. Would you like me to introduce you to him?”

“Yes!” Naruto gasped out, his body nearly shaking with excitement.

“Hn.”

Itachi stood, his fingers stroked down Sasuke’s face. “Both of you, follow me.”

The two stood, following closely behind him. They were careful to keep their eyes lowered. Despite Naruto’s current lack of a master, he was a sub. Not always well behaved, but he knew the way things went. Misbehaving or outspoken subs didn’t get good masters. His heart thrummed loudly in his chest as he kept his gaze locked on Itachi’s back.

“Hidan.”

“Itachi. What the fuck brings you here? You haven’t been to the club in ages, not since you collared that little brother of yours.”

Hidan. The name rung in Naruto’s ears. He was practically bouncing in place with excitement. The two masters chatted while Sasuke nudged Naruto.

“What the fuck are you doing, having Itachi introduce you to this man. He’s a fucking sadist and no where near what you need.” hissed Sasuke under his breath.

“You don’t know what I need.” he answered, equally quiet.

“I know it was me and Itachi who gave you your first taste. Stay with us. Itachi can be rough if that’s your thing. I promise I won’t get jealous.”

“I want my own Master, not to borrow someone else’s.”

“But…”

“Sasuke!”

The younger Uchiha jumped to attention. “Yes, Master?”

“Were you talking without my permission?”

Naruto felt Sasuke stiffen beside him before answering, “Yes, Master.”

Itachi had Sasuke by the collar in a moments notice. “You know that means I have to punish you. The question is, do I want to do it on stage for everyone to see or do I want to wait until we get home.”

Sasuke paled visibly at the suggestion of being reprimanded on stage. Naruto could tell he wanted to scream out no. He was terrified of the stage, that much was evident. Hidan, on the other hand, chuckled darkly at the fear.

“Your pet there is a bit under trained. I can sharpen him up for you. I can make even the most fucking unruly slave into the ideal pet.” Hidan smirked.

“Sasuke is mine to discipline however I see fit. I have another who might fit you a little better.” Itachi released Sasuke’s collar, a look or warning shot his way before he pulled Naruto towards the silver haired Master.

“What the fuck is this? He looks like the fucking boy next door.” Hidan crossed his arms, the muscles in his uncovered biceps bulging.

“This is Naruto. Don’t let his appearance fool you. He is very well trained. I made sure of that myself.”

The other snorted. “Yeah, we see how well you train your pets. You just had to reprimand one for speaking out of turn not two minutes ago.”

“Have it your way. If only you could have seen how sweet Naruto looked cumming in his pants at your scene on stage.” Itachi ran his hand to Naruto’s crotch, deftly unsnapping the buttons to dip long fingers inside.

Lifting a cum stained finger to Naruto’s lips he forced the submissive to lick his own cum from his fingers, which he did willingly. He could feel Hidan’s eyes on him, weighing him. His cock stirred in his pants. He wanted this man to want him.

“Is what Itachi said true? Did you fucking cum without permission while watching me?” Hidan’s voice deepened an octave, approaching the submissive blond after silent permission from Itachi.

Naruto stood stiffly as warm hands grabbed his chin harshly. “Well, answer me boy.”

“Y-Yes, sir,” he stuttered out, barely able to speak under the piercing gaze.

Hidan’s eyes narrowed, his lips turned down in a frown. Naruto felt disappointment rush through him. This potential master wasn’t happy with him. He wanted to crawl into a hole. Never in his life had he felt the urge to start crying from a single look. He felt himself shattering internally, unable to stop the tears from pooling in his eyes.

Sasuke jerked against where Itachi held him. “He fucking broke him with three sentences.”

Itachi’s hand clenched on Sasuke’s hip in warning. The other swallowed, shutting his mouth to keep from getting into more trouble. He already had one hell of a punishment coming from his brother.

“You sure he can handle it, Itachi? I don’t want any goddamned green pain slut want-to-bes.” Hidan dropped his hand, turning to stare at Itachi.

“I guess you’ll have to try him out to see. If you do decide to keep him…” Itachi began.

“Treat him good?” Hidan mocked. “I’ll treat him however I goddamn please.”

“You doubt my choice for you?”

“Let’s test him out on the stage. That’s the make or break it.”

Itachi stroked his chin thoughtfully. “Are you sure? You don’t know anything about him. You have never worked him before.”

“I’ll deal with it.”

“Hn. I’m sure you will.” Itachi turned, his hand bruising Sasuke’s arm as he dragged him away. He dug his heels, not wanting to leave Naruto with this sadist.

“I suggest you come along quietly or I will break you before the entirety of this club. Don’t doubt me in this. I may not like Hidan personally but I think he’s good for Naruto and Naruto for him. I shouldn’t have to explain my decisions to you,” Itachi growled, shoving Sasuke down on the pillow beside the previously vacated chair.

Sasuke bowed his head, leaning it pitifully against Itachi’s leg in begging submission. He could feel the tense legs of his Master begin to relax as a hand reached down to stroke his face and head. He would still receive his punishment later for his insubordination, but the touch signaled his Master had forgiven him.

Backstage, Naruto was practically quaking as the Master looked him over as if considering purchasing him. His fingers tapped impatiently as Naruto stood nervously before him.

“So, you want to be my pet? Do you really think a cunt like you could ever satisfy me? I don’t go for pretty boys. You are all the fucking same. Pretty on the outside, empty on the inside.” He moved so swiftly, Naruto could only gasp as he was pressed harshly against the black silk wall. His breath left his lungs as the fingers clenched on his neck.

“You are barely trained. I’d be willing to bet I break you in the first five minutes.” Hidan smirked darkly, his fingers clenching tighter, sealing off Naruto’s airway.

Blue eyes got impossibly wide as he gasped desperately for the air being kept from him. Dark spots danced before his eyes even as heat pooled in his loins. He didn’t think he’d ever been this hard, his hips arched into the leather clad hip of the other. Each second ticked by, the lack of air making him dizzy as the world grew hazy.

Just as suddenly as the hand had appeared on his neck, it was taken away. He collapsed against the other gasping and choking on the air suddenly being pumped into his lungs. “I want you to know one thing. I don’t play nice. I don’t let anyone dictate to me. And, I sure as fuck don’t let the goddamned slave lead me on the leash. I promise you pain. I promise you humiliation. I promise you the best orgasms of your life. In return, I want your entire being to belong to me, to take what I do to you. Any thing less than everything isn‘t worth having.”

Naruto nodded understanding, his body screamed for release. He moaned pleadingly against the other, begging. Hidan’s fingers filtered through his hair before jerking Naruto’s head back roughly to stare deeply. “I didn’t hear your answer.”

“Yes.” Naruto croaked.

“Yes what, you worthless slut?”

“Yes, Master.”

“What’s your safe word?”

“T-Thundercats.”

“What the fuck is that?”

“A cartoon from the eighties, Master.”

“Fine. Let’s get the show rolling. I’m going to have so much fun with you. If you please me tonight, I might keep you around. I’m sure a slut like you would like that.”

Hidan shoved Naruto onto the small stage, resupplied with sterile equipment by faceless employees of the club. The well lit stage prevented him from seeing the faces gaping excitedly from the audience. He wasn’t sure which was better, being presented before an audience he couldn’t see or one he could.

“Scared pretty boy? Are you sure this is what you want? I like people to watch. I like being the center of attention. Do you think you could handle something like that?”

Taking a few breaths, Naruto dropped to his knees before Master’s feet. His body lit on fire as he gave up himself to the dark promises dancing in Master’s eyes. He wondered if he would please him enough to keep him. He wondered if Master would please him enough to want to be kept.

“Hmph, showing what a good little slave you are? Are you really? Or are you just pretending to be good? Let’s see how well Itachi trained you. Strip.”

Naruto jumped to obey, his body shivering with each word coming from Master’s mouth. First his shirt came off, then the boots and leather trousers. His obvious erection bobbed as he struggled to slide the material from his sweat slicked legs.

“What a worthless slave. You undress as if you are about to get you’re about to fuck someone for the first time.” Master grabbed Naruto, pulling him hard against his body. Forcing him to face the audience, he felt the stares of every Master and slave upon his body. The shame of being displayed before everyone had an interesting affect. Instead of diminishing his arousal, it enhanced it.

“Look at this cock, hard and covered with dried cum. You are such a fucking worthless slave. You can’t even hold it in.” One hand gripped Naruto’s arm painfully while the other reached down to stroke him roughly along his cock. The hand kept pumping at him, the rough calluses on his hands adding to the feeling.

Naruto was cumming in moments, his body jerking as white fluid spilled over the hands. He was shocked into an almost shamed feeling. He was sure Master would stop him from cumming. Instead, he forced it from him. If he could have seen the pleasure smirking across Master’s face, he would have been very afraid.

“Who said you could fucking cum, you worthless slut?” Master purred darkly in Naruto’s ear.

Chills raced across his spine as the cum spattered fingers rubbed the cooling liquid on his face. The strong odor of sex poured over him as the smell of his own cum rocked his senses. His throat froze up as the hand on him clenched even tighter. “I asked you a question, slave.”

“No one.” Naruto whispered hoarsely.

“That’s fucking right. No one said you could cum and yet you did, like the little slut you are. You came with no thought to your Master’s wants. You felt a hand on you cock and it was over. You are goddamned worthless. Should I even bother to continue? It’s obvious you don’t want to be a good slave. All you want to do is get your own pleasure. I have a fucking news flash for you. It’s not about your pleasure, it’s about mine. I’m the Master. At this moment, I own ever part of you, not a fucking bit of you is worth owning.” Master released his grip, watching him fall to the ground.

Naruto quivered beneath the angry words. They rang true in his ears. Tears pooled in his eyes as he reflected back on all his previous masters. It was about himself and what they could do for him. He’d lost sight of what it meant to be a slave, if he ever knew. It was more than getting off from a paddling. His purpose should be to please his master, and in doing so gaining pleasure from knowing his Master was pleased. Master would in turn know how to please his slave to show his appreciation. Shame thicker than anything he’d ever felt washed through him. He was a shameful excuse for a slave. He sought to use his Masters for his own pleasure.

“I’m…sorry…I’m…sorry…” Naruto whispered, tears falling from his eyes to splash on the hard stage floor. He shivered crumpled and naked on the floor until Master’s voice brought him out of his shame induced state.

“Are you ready to do what I tell you? Are you ready to be my slave?”

“Y-Yes, Master.” Naruto crawled the few feet to crouch at Master’s boots, rubbing his cheek pleadingly against the warm leather. “I want to be your slave.”

“We’ll see.”

Master dragged Naruto to where a bar was set up. He fastened his slave’s hands to the dangling restraints with knowledgeable hands. He promptly did the same thing to his ankles until he stood bared for all. He then reached for a moderate sized black leather box tapping his fingers rhythmically on the top. A dark smirk spread across his features, sending a tendril of fear through Naruto. His Master was so unpredictable, so sadistic, fear worked through him as his imagination went wild wondering what was in that box. Dildos? Gags? Something worse?

Master’s smirk got wider at the flash of fear. It was what he lived for, to see that fear. To hold the power, willingly given, of another. This slave was about to get a crash course in what it was like to belong to him.

“I’m not going to gag you, then I would be denied the sound of your screams.” Master opened the small box, revealing its contents to his slave.

Inside were a set of sterilized scalpels and needles. They varied in size, from tiny to quite large. Naruto’s body started shaking so hard, the chains binding him began to rattle, a song pleasing to Master. Grabbing a cock ring from a side table, he slid it carefully into place on the still soft penis. It brought a sparkling gleam to his eye as he watched Naruto begin to lengthen. The adrenaline pumping through his slave must be heady indeed for his erection to be so hard, so soon or perhaps he was anticipating the cuts.

Pulling on latex gloves, he pulled alcohol wipes from his kit. Stroking the larger than normal wipes across the sweating chest. The heart beneath his hands beat heavily, pumping blood through the healthy body of his slave. “I don’t want you to stop your cries but you can’t talk. If I hear even one word from you, the punishment will be much more severe. Nod if you understand.”

Naruto nodded jerkily, his eyes on the scalpel. The cool flat of the metal blade ran against his chest in a teasing motion. Master’s mouth parted in anticipation of the cut, taking pleasure in the build up. It seemed almost as if Master was going to experience the pain with him.

“I need you to hold as still as you can. I’m going to cut you. Your skin is so pretty and golden. It’s going to look fucking beautiful with my marks.” Leaning in to Naruto’s ear he whispered darkly. “If I keep you, I might carve my name on you. Would you like that?”

Naruto moaned, one moment he was almost gentle with his smooth voice; the next he was harshly degrading him with razor sharp precision. Master’s tongue was as deadly as the blades running across his skin. He was giving everything he was to Master. His body was Master’s to mark. His blood was Master’s to spill. His pain was Master’s pleasure and he would offer it up again and again to hear one kind word from Master’s lips; to know he’d pleased him.

“Scream for me.” Master smiled, slicing the blade deftly through skin. Naruto cried out loudly as blood dribbled down his sweat slicked chest. The wound was not deep, but done in such a way to enhance the pain without leaving too obvious of a scar afterward.

Master ran his glove covered finger through the slight stream of blood welling in the wound. When Master’s fingers were sufficiently coated, he slid the blood coated digit through the tight ring of muscle of Naruto’s anus. The slick blood worked as lubricant for his finger as the single finger slid in and out, doing nothing more than teasing the muscles.

Naruto heard a moan from the crowd watching with apt attention. His own moan echoed the viewer. “Do you like that little slut? Do you like having them moan at the sight of your pain and pleasure? Should we up the ante?”

Master discarded the soiled glove in favor of another. Placing the scalpel against the skin above Naruto’s navel, he sliced slowly in an inching stroke. Naruto screamed, the soft leather bonds keeping him from moving too much. The pain was so sharp, it bled into pleasure. Blood trickled from the wound to catch in the golden pubic hair surrounding his cock. “I want you to shave this thatch of curls before we play again. I like it when my slaves are hairless.”

Naruto moaned as the hand smeared the blood across his abdomen. The wound wasn’t deep, just enough to bleed pleasantly. With his hand coated in the fluid, Master wrapped it around the painfully hard erection. “Such a good pain slut. You look so good dressed in nothing but blood. So pretty.”

Master was enjoying touching his body. Master was happy. Naruto’s hips jerked as Master continued to stroke him, once again using his blood and pre-cum as lubricant. The cock ring was now bordering on painful as the constant stroking drove him insane. Master wasn’t stopping. His head dropped back as his body began to tighten. “Please,” he whispered.

“Did you fucking speak?”

Naruto whined plaintively. He hadn’t meant to. Now Master would get mad again. Why did he have to be such a bad slave?

“More punishment. You are such a naughty slave. I think you like being punished. It’s a good thing I like punishing.” He smiled before reaching into the case to remove a single, sterile needle.

Running a finger down the blood slick chest, he stroked a finger over the beaded nipple. The flesh was wiped with alcohol. Without waiting for Naruto to tense, the needle was plunged through the skin. A scream echoed through the room as the audience watched in rapt attention.

Hidan closed his eyes. The sound was beautiful. He glanced up to see tears rolling from the eyes of his pretty little slave. Tears made that face so much prettier. He loved seeing the pain and pleasure war between each other. The sight sent heat barreling through him. He wanted nothing other than to pound into this bloodied man before him. It was rare he even wanted sex, usually the sight of blood was enough.

Beads of blood dripped from the tip of the needle. His finger caught the droplets, bringing the blood to Naruto’s mouth. Running his finger over the parted lips, he dipped his finger inside.

Naruto moaned around the finger, sucking the metallic blood from the digit. His lips suckled, reminiscent of a babe at a teat. His eyes rolled back at the taste of his own blood. It was probably the most erotic thing he’d experienced to date.

The fingers were removed only to begin twisting the inserted needle. Another scream erupted as him. Small drops of cum dribbled from his tip. Every muscle in his body was pulled taunt with lust. Each twist of pain sent another burst of pleasure through his ringed cock.

“Such a lovely little pain slut. I think I’m going to keep you. I can’t wait to see you covered in blood and cum.” Naruto moaned at the words accompanying the twisting motion of the needle.

“Do you think a little slut like you could cum from pain?” Master purred as he twisted the needle again.

The burning pain shot straight from his throbbing nipple all the way to his cock. He was ashamed to find himself getting harder. He jerked his hips, sending pleading looks towards Master. He wouldn’t disappoint Master again; he would keep his mouth shut. Master would want him.

“You are being so good. Would you like to cum, little pain slut. I bet your cock is fucking hurting.” All Naruto could do was whine.

Master released Naruto’s bound ankles, pulling him back to see the twitching anus, stained with blood. His still gloved hands reached to run over the slice above Naruto’s navel. He pressed the clotting wound to gather more blood on his fingers before pushing two inside Naruto’s hole.

The sting brought a scream to him once more as the fingers pushed harder against the broken skin. The stinging burn served only to arouse Naruto more. He could feel the heated breath of Master. “Does that feel good, slut?”

Naruto nodded as the fingers began to pump in and out. He was moaning and whimpering like a dog in heat. He could tell Master wasn’t angry with him. In fact, he could feel the pleasure Master was taking from him.

“I’m going to take you now. Your goddamned ass is mine now.”

Master reached for the condoms provided. His hands pushed away the tight leather to cover his cock. He’d been hard almost from the moment he dragged Naruto onto the stage. His fingers continued to pump inside his slave before rubbing the cuts, bringing a stinging touch and more heated blood.

Naruto cried out. Hidan’s fingers gathered more of the precious liquid, coating his latex clad cock. Pressing himself against Naruto’s anus, he pushed inside harshly. He was just coated enough to give a slight slickness. All the slickness did was prevent bad tearing. All the pain of a dry entry was there, and perhaps even a little tearing. He smiled at the thought. There was almost certain to be tearing. A cry from Naruto caused him the pump harder. His body jerked hard against his slave.

Naruto pushed back against his master, feeling him stretching him. It hurt from his only moderate stretching. Sweat and blood mixed, dripping from his body in pink tinged drops. His eyes welled up at the building orgasm the cock ring refused to allow.

He whined desperately. Please, Master, he inwardly cried. He needed desperately to cum. The strength of the orgasm kept building and building with each inward thrust against his prostate. He was going to pass out. He was sure.

He felt Master swell, before pulsing in him. Naruto whined again, this time slumping pitifully against Master’s panting chest. “You are a very good slave. Do you want to cum?”

Naruto nodded desperately. Hidan smirked, pulling the cock ring from him. The fingers of one hand reached up to twist the needle while his other hand stroked harshly along his arousal. “Then cum.”

Naruto screeched out as his orgasm rocketed through him with a power totally unknown to him. His eyes grew wide as cum spurted from the tip. Tears dripped from his eyes in relief. It was the most satisfying orgasm of his life. His body felt completely boneless.

“Good boy.” Master stroked his body, reaching for the alcohol swabs. Hands that mere moments ago had squeezed and sliced his skin now stroked with a gentle touch. The alcohol burned as it wiped at the cuts. The needle was removed and the abused nipple cared for gently. Tears welled once more in his eyes at the utter caring way that Master cared for him.

“My Master.” Naruto moaned, relishing in the surprisingly gentle touch.

The audience watching went wild. Naruto turned exhausted eyes towards the sound as the lights flicked on. He’d forgotten those watching him on stage. How had that happened? His body had tuned so much into Master; his mind had dispelled anything but him. His eyes closed in exhaustion, happy to have obviously pleased him. Darkness engulfed his mind and he slumped in the comforting arms of his master.

“I suppose you expect me to pay you your goddamned money.” snarled Hidan as a shadow fell over the two.

“Hn. I only want you to take care of Naruto. I will take him back if necessary.” Itachi smirked.

“You fucking knew he and I would match, didn’t you?”

“Of course. I did train him, after all.”

“Bastard.” Hidan grumbled, watching the long haired man stroll away. The little sub trotting behind him while sending Naruto worried glances.

Glancing down at his newly acquired sub, he smirked. Things would certainly not be boring with his new slave around. He’d never felt such a connection. Dominating this boy would indeed be fun. He would have to thank Itachi later, perhaps when he paid him the debt owed. Until then, he would continue to enjoy Naruto fully.

~Fin