My Master

I don’t own Naruto nor do I make money from it.

Warnings: BDSM, cock torture, toys, spanking

My entry for the D/s Naruto contest on Y-gal. Enjoy.

My Master

Sasuke Uchiha ripped open the door to his loft apartment. His hands juggled the two bags of groceries, carrying them into the kitchen. His body moved stiffly as he put away his things. His eyes kept jumping across the breakfast bar to the closed laptop on his desk. It took every bone in his body not to throw everything aside and log on.

He wanted to so desperately and yet, he couldn’t. Master would know. He always knew. If Sasuke didn’t finish his chores before logging on, the punishment would be torturous. His body was nearly shaking by the time he had everything stored away in its appropriate place.

Sweat beaded on his brow as he pressed the power button, waiting as his laptop started up. The moment the desktop appeared he was signing into his instant messenger. His fingers shook as he clicked on his friend list, scrolling until he found the name he wanted…and he wasn’t online.

Sasuke moaned low, shifting his weight to feel the butt plug inserted in his ass press against his prostate. Where was he? He was always on before Sasuke, waiting for his little slave to log in. Sasuke began to shift on the inserted plastic. His breath panted as he continued to squirm. Where was he? Wasn’t Sasuke important enough for him to check in on? He’d had a fucking butt plug in for almost twelve hours. Where was his Master?

After six months, one would think his Master would have developed some sort of emotional attachment to him. He’d never thought an internet D/s relationship would work. How could they work a scene when neither was in the same room, possibly not even the same state? Somehow they accomplished what Sasuke thought was impossible.

He’d met his online Master through a BDSM site. At first it was simple curiosity but that curiosity soon developed into a desire to experience what he read about. The site offered personal ads. Sasuke immediately set up an ad for a Master to an inexperienced submissive. Out of the handful of serious responses, only one drew him. It was the most promising, and the most unusual. His Master wanted to remain completely anonymous.

Sasuke was skeptical but his Master started slow, teaching him, training him. First they talked of what Sasuke was comfortable with and what he wanted to achieve from the D/s scene. Slowly, they moved onto simple commands. It seemed much less intense than the books he’d read or the porn he’d seen.

He’d confronted his Master, wanting to know why he was being so gentle with him. His master immediately turned a one-eighty. That was when Sasuke’s training really began. His commands became harsher, pushing his limits more and more each time. Punishments for failing the commands became much more severe.

Only last night he’d been ordered that as soon as he awoke this morning to insert one of the butt plugs Master had insisted he buy. He was required to wear it all day. He was not allowed to relieve himself from the slow burning lust created from the device. It was pure torture. Every time he shifted in his chair, the plastic tip stroked his insides. He was just grateful he hadn’t been due in court. The plug made him horny as fuck. His body practically thrummed with need.

A small chime alerted him to a received message. Sasuke groaned in abject relief. Master hadn’t forgotten about him. He clicked on the flashing orange tab, revealing his Master’s words.

Master Fox : Take off your clothes; turn on the camera, and on your knees.

Sasuke jumped into action. He quickly adjusted the webcam, before his hands ripping the dress shirt and slacks from his body. The lamp light from the desk glinted off the silver rings inserted through his nipples and navel. He shivered, feeling Master’s eyes on him without being able to see him. Only Sasuke used the webcam. He’d never even heard Master’s voice.

Master Fox : I should punish you for not being ready for me but two punishments in one day are a little strict. I want you to remove the plug from your ass, without touching it with your hands.

Sasuke whined as his muscles squeezed around the plug. His body was trying to keep it in instead of forcing it out. After having been forced to keep it in for so long, he didn’t want the empty feeling that was sure to follow.

Master Fox : You must really want to be punished. I’m very disappointed, boy. I told you to take it out and you kneel there trying to fuck yourself with it. I was hoping to not have to punish you but you leave me no choice. Shit out the plug and get the vibrator.

Sasuke gripped the edge of the desk as his body strained to expel the plug. His back and neck arched from the pleasure/pain of the experience. Contracting his muscles, he moaned as the plug slid free of his anus. The thud of the toy landing on the soft carpet sent shudders through him, knowing what was next.

Master Fox : Put in the vibrator.

Sasuke reached for the box of toys he kept hidden in the bottom drawer of the desk. He grabbed the large eight inch vibrator and a bottle of lube.

Master Fox : Don’t use lube. You’re slick enough. Put it in. Show me your face as you do it.

His torso arched as he reached behind to align the bulbous tip. His ass was indeed slightly lubricated with residual lube from the plug but no where near enough for a smooth insertion. It was going to hurt.

He hissed in pain as the tip forced aside the already raw muscles of his anus. Tears slid down his cheeks at the burning caused by the overly thick vibrator. One hand gripped the desk while the other pressed the toy in deeper and deeper until he could push it no further.

“Please…” he whined, groaning at the over full feeling.

Master Fox : Turn it on the lowest setting. Don’t make a sound. I’ll hear you. Don’t touch yourself and don’t cum.

Sasuke fumbled with the remote before turning the knob to the lowest setting. He had to bite his lip to keep from screaming out. He closed his eyes as his body shuddered. He could already feel the burn of building orgasm.

“Master…please….” he whispered.

The instant messenger jingled as a nudge was sent, drawing his attention to the screen.

Master Fox : I told you not to make a sound. Turn it up to the next setting.

He grated his teeth but did as he was told. The vibrations increased in frequency causing his body to arch against the computer chair. His breathe panted heavily as he felt the orgasm nearing its peak. He was going to cum.

Master Fox : Turn it up and don’t even think about cumming. Hold it in.

Sasuke’s body jerked as the vibrator was turned to its highest possible setting. He screamed, unable to stand the pulsations against his prostate. His hips swiveled jerkily as his body prepared to expel his cum. He’d been horny too long, his body too revved up.

Semen spurted from his cock and onto the side of the chair. His body continued to jerk at the vibrations from the toy, causing him to jerkily reach for the control. A nudge sounded.

Master Fox : Don’t you dare turn that off. This was supposed to be punishment and you took pleasure from it. You don’t deserve the right to cum. Keep the vibrator going until you nearly pass out. We’re done.

Sasuke moaned, as the instant messenger showed his Master as signed off. His body jerked again as he screamed out in the frustration of the painful pleasure. His Master had left; he could just as easily turn off the vibrator. He could, but didn’t. He knew he needed to be punished. He was bad. He’d cum too quickly. He wasn’t a stranger to holding it in. He should have lasted but his restrained lust got the better of him.

Shame poured over him as he crumpled to the ground, his fingers clenching in the carpeting as pleasure/pain rocketed through him. His cock hardened once more under the unstopping stimulation of his prostate. He dropped to the floor, writhing in the pleasure and the pain. The agony caused by the vibrator was beyond words. The experience brought new meaning to the phrase, hurt so good.

His cries grew louder and louder. Spots danced before his eyes before they rolled back in his head. He screamed out for his Master despite knowing that he wasn’t listening. “Master! Master!”

His screams slowed to pain filled whimpers as he fought to hold in the second rushing orgasm. A jingling from his laptop caused him to pull his massively shaking body to see the message typed out for him under Master’s lit up name.

Master Fox : Cut off the vibrator.

Sasuke’s fingers fumbled with the controller, nearly collapsing in relief as the quivering plastic ceased its movements. His body continued to shake from the residual feelings coursing through him. His vision faded in and out as his heart rate calmed to a manageable rate.

Master Fox : Never disobey me. A slave’s duty is to please your Master. I was not pleased with you cumming.

Sasuke’s head dropped, tears resuming their flow. He wanted to please Master so badly. Every time he turned around, he was doing something wrong. It was a wonder Master even wanted to still be with him. He was worthless.

His head dropped to the desk, sobs causing his body to quake. What would it take to make Master happy? He would do anything. If Master left him, he was afraid of the hole sure to be left in his soul. He’d never seen Master’s face, never touched or been touched by him, and yet his connection with him was so deep, he felt lost without him. The jingling nudge forced him to lift his tear streaked face.

Master Fox : But, the way you accepted your punishment pleased me greatly. You’ve come so far. Master is very pleased with you, Sasuke. I think you deserve a reward. What would you like?

“Please Master, I want a spanking.” Sasuke whispered, knowing the request was for more than a spanking.

The messenger remained silent for several minutes. Sasuke’s body quivered with need. He wanted so badly to meet Master, to have him punish him in person. He probably deserved a punishment for trying to manipulate Master but he needed so much to be physically owned by his Master.

Master Fox : 2413 West Sycamore Street. Next Saturday, 8:00. If I see you anywhere near me or my home before then, we are finished. No more scenes. No more talking. Don’t disobey me with this.

“I won’t, Master.”

Master Fox : Saturday morning, I want you to give yourself an enema. You are not allowed to pleasure yourself or cum any this week. You really don’t want to disobey me, Sasuke. I won’t contact you until Saturday. Think very carefully about this.

Master signed off, leaving Sasuke shivering in anticipation and a little fear. He’d never done a scene with another person in the room. It had always been him and Master, using the internet as their connection. He hoped he was ready for this.

~*~

The week passed slowly for Sasuke. His mind spun with all the possibilities. What would Master do to him when he physically had him? How would it feel different?

Saturday morning he sat in his bathroom, staring at the enema bag. His body shuddered as he inserted the lubricated tube up his rectum. Despite being alone, his face blushed red as he released the clamp on the tubing. He moaned as the fluid flowed into him. The plopping and splashing in the toilet sent waves of embarrassed revulsion through him.

After the enema, he stepped into the shower. His disgust making him desperate for a bath. He was ashamed of himself.

The warm water helped, relaxing his tense muscles. He had eight hours to burn until he had to leave for Master’s house. He was stupid to keep thinking on it but he couldn’t help but obsess about it.

“I’m a fucking moron for letting him get me riled. I’m a goddamned partner in a law firm and I’m letting my private life drive me insane.”

He ran a hand through his damp hair before pulling his hand back to watch the slight shaking. He was terrified. He, Sasuke Uchiha, was both frightened and exhilarated. It was an experience he wasn’t sure he’d ever experienced. His Master knew everything about him and they had never met face to face.

Taking a few calming breaths, he tried to focus on work. There was no point obsessing about tonight. It would come when it came.

Around six, he took another shower before standing in front of his closet. What was he going to wear? Master hadn’t specified anything. He didn’t own any leather other than some of the leather pieces Master had requested he buy.

Groaning in frustration, he grabbed a pair of slacks and a turtle neck shirt. There was no point in worrying. Master probably had something planned.

Two hours later, he stood before the address given. His body shivered in the cool air. He could feel his nipples perking under the chill. His finger shook as he pressed the doorbell.

A shuffling of feet alerted him to the approach of someone behind the door. The door opened to reveal the most attractive man he’d ever seen. He stood a few inches shorter than himself, sapphire blue eyes gleaming with hidden promise.

“Master?” he asked, surprised his voice didn’t break under the strain.

“Come in.”

Sasuke shivered as the voice rolled over him. He fought to keep himself in control before he crumpled to the feet of his Master. The door shut behind him and his Master led the way through the house to a comfortable sitting room.

Master settled in a plush chair, gesturing with one hand to Sasuke. His body moved on its own, kneeling at Master’s feet. He kept staring at Master. He looked so familiar. The way he carried himself, the way he spoke. All thought left him at the touch of a gentle hand on his hair, stroking through the surprisingly soft locks.

“Do you find me attractive, Sasuke?” Master leaned down to whisper in his ear, lips trailing along the rim.

“Yes, Master.”

“Do you want to be my slave?”

“Yes…”

Fingers tightened painfully in the hair as Master arched Sasuke’s neck back almost painfully. “Yes, what?”

“Yes, Master.”

“You have so far to go. What do you suppose happens to slaves who try to manipulate their master to get what they want?”

Sasuke swallowed, trying to appear innocent beneath the harsh gaze angled down on him. He knew very well what Master was implying. Master knew what he’d been doing and yet he still allowed Sasuke to get what he wanted. Master wanted that too?

“Answer me, slave.” The fingers tightened once more, sending shooting pain through his scalp and straight to his cock. It swelled heavily in his pants as he fought the urge to moan.

“Punishment.”

“That’s right. Punishment. Do you think you deserve to be punished for what you did? I control everything and yet, you try to exert your control again and again. You’ve been very bad, Sasuke.”

Master was on his feet in a second, dragging Sasuke by his hair down the hallway towards a room. Sasuke’s eyes widened substantially at the sight. Everything needed for a scene was there. Everything from shackles, to blindfolds. Whips to paddles. There was even a spanking bench set up in one corner.

“Strip.”

Sasuke jumped to attention. He unbuttoned his clothes, folding them neatly before setting them aside. The eyes of his Master on him made it harder. It wasn’t unusual, Master had seen him strip before but this felt different. He could see Master’s face.

“What are your safe words?”

“Master…I…”

“What are your safe words? Don’t make me end this before we even start.”

Sasuke stiffened under the tone. Any arousal he had slipped from him. He closed his eyes before uttering. “The Constitution to stop what you are doing, democracy to end the scene.”

“Interesting. Now, slave, as this is your first actual scene with me, I’ll be nice and explain the rules. Each breaking of rules results in a punishment of my choice. You are not to speak, cum or make any sounds. If you want to stop, use your words. In the event I gag you, I’ll provide you with an alternative means of stopping. But for today, I don’t want to gag you. Nod if you understand.” The scars on Master’s cheeks seemed to darken as he smiled at him.

Sasuke swallowed before nodding. Master nodded before reaching for a black device. It consisted of several rings, decreasing in size. They were connected by strips of black leather. He frowned in confusion. Master only smiled.

“This is called the Rubber Gates of Hell. You’ll find out soon enough why it’s called that. Each sound you make earns you a swat with the paddle.” Master smiled darkly before sliding on the rings, the largest at the base. “I’m going to take you to your very limits and then push you over them.”

Sasuke shivered and moaned, not even realizing he’d made a sound until Master released a dark chuckle. “Such a badly trained slave. I’ve barely touched you and already you are moaning. Bend over the table.”

Master unhooked a black paddle from the wall. His fingers ran along the smooth edges before dropping to trace along the smooth unmarked skin of Sasuke’s ass. “Hold in your sounds. Each sound earns you another hit with the paddle. I know you won’t disappoint me.”

The caressing hand left him, followed by the painful slap of the paddle striking his skin. Sasuke wasn’t sure how he held in the sound as pain shot from his ass up his spine. His fingers gripped the table at the shock of the hit.

“Good boy. Now, turn around.” Master stroked Sasuke’s face and neck with gentle strokes. His fingers drifted down to tweak the nipples, watching as they budded while his fingers played with the silver rings.

Sasuke fought the urge to groan. Heat was beginning to pour southward. He could feel blood rushing to his cock. It began to swell and that was when the discomfort started. It started as a slight tightness but the harder he got the more uncomfortable it was. He groaned low in his throat.

“Ah, now you understand why it’s called the Gates of Hell. It limits how hard you can get. Such an ingenious invention. Now, for your punishment. Turn around.” Master purred, turning Sasuke back to his previous position of bent over the table.

This time, his hands rubbed the still pink mark from the last slap. They trailed up his crack to scratch along his perineum. This earned another moan from Sasuke. “Two.”

Master pulled back his paddle, letting it fall hard on the opposite cheek. Sasuke jerked hard against the table. His muscles quivered and tears glistened in his eyes. The contraption on his cock kept him from getting hard, making the frustration all the worse.

“I wonder what you are feeling. Do you like the paddling? I’m paddling you like a naughty schoolboy. Just imagine all the fun we could have with that scenario. I could be your teacher and you could be my naughty student.” Sasuke released another groan as heat poured in his loins, only to be denied arousal. The pain shooting through his cock as he hardened sent more pleasure rocketing through him, keeping the spiral of pain and arousal coursing through him.

“Another sound. I think I need a different approach. You are turning out to be a very worthless slave. You can’t even obey a simple command to hold in your sounds.” Sasuke jerked at the angry tone, heat rushed his cheeks while tears streaked down his cheeks. This couldn’t be it. He wanted to scream to his Master that he could be better. He wouldn’t make any more sounds. Pain shot through his chest, draining all the pleasure from him.

His chest slumped on the table, snot and tears running down his face to pool on the hard wood. To the man who never failed at anything, he was a terrible slave. One simple, command. Silence. And he couldn’t even obey that. Silent sobs wracked his shoulders. Never in his life had he felt so worthless, so disappointed in himself.

“Good boy.” whispered Master.

Sasuke jerked, turning his wet face to his Master. Master stroked his head gently as he spoke. “You need to leave who you are at the door. In this room, you belong to me. Every inch of you belongs to me. Your skin. You breathe. Your voice. If you want this, you need to completely give everything to me. If you give everything to me, I’ll give you the greatest pleasure you’ve ever experienced. Do you want that?”

Sasuke drew in a ragged breath. He shivered under the gentling touches. He wanted this. He wanted to give everything to Master. He wanted to give up his doubts and worries. Master promised he would take care of him. He met Master’s eyes, nodding his acceptance.

“Good boy. I’m going to give you the two paddles for making a sound. Then I have a reward for you if you don’t make a sound.”

Sasuke nodded, turning with his back to his Master. He shivered again, this time with anticipation. He felt the stroking hand down his spine before the painful slap of the paddle on his ass. He swallowed the cry that rose in his throat. He wouldn’t disappoint Master anymore.

The second stroke seemed to come harder than the first. It took every fiber of his being not to react to the burning stroke. His hands clawed at the table as he panted harshly into the wood.

“Good boy. I knew you could do it. Now, your reward.” Master reached down to unhook the Gates of Hell.

Sasuke flinched at the first touch but soon relaxed under the gentling. The rings slid from his body. He slumped against Master as his cock was freed. He wanted to whimper so badly. He wanted to tell Master how much he appreciated being free.

“Does that feel better?” Master asked, his fingers stroking the abused flesh.

Sasuke nodded. It was all he could do. Master smiled, leading Sasuke towards a leather chair. There was nothing unusual about the chair. Master sat in the chair, pulling Sasuke to lie across his lap.

“You don’t know how long I’ve wanted to have you like this. It’s like a dream come true. Who knew you would be such a good slave?” Master stroked his hands along Sasuke’s ass before bringing his hand down over the pink marks left by the paddle.

Sasuke flinched under the slap. He’d thought Master was happy with him. Why was he spanking him again? Had he made a sound? He didn’t think he had but there was always the possibility that he had…and he couldn’t ask Master if he had.

“Is my little slave curious why I’m spanking you? This is to show you I can do anything I want to you. I have a good little reward for you if you don’t make a sound.” Master raised his hand again, bringing his hand down on the paddle blotched skin.

The slapping hand fell time and again. At first it only stung a little but as the hand continued to land, his ass began to hurt. He squirmed on Master’s lap, trying to let his discomfort be known without actually making a sound. His ass felt raw and getting rawer with every landed slap. He closed his eyes to stem the tears dripping down his cheeks to splash down the side of the chair.

He fell limp on Master’s legs. There was no use in struggling. Master knew what he was doing, yet he kept doing it. The tears became heavier. The hurt wasn’t only in his ass. With each swat, his cock flooded more and more with blood. It was embarrassing. What would Master think of it? Would he get punished?

The stroking of a hand down his abused ass caused him to lift his head. “You were so good. You didn’t make one sound. Now your reward for being a good slave.”

Master stood Sasuke up, leaning him across the arm of the chair. Cold lubricant coated fingers teased his anus before sliding inside. He bit his lips as those fingers dived straight for his prostate. His body tensed up at the sudden onslaught of pleasure. He could feel the fingers pressing deep.

“Don’t cum. It would make me very unhappy if you cum before I tell you.” Master purred, his fingers stroking deeper.

The constant pressure on his prostate was pleasure and pain rolled into one. He thought his teeth were going to crack as it built so powerfully in him. He was at the cusp of orgasm, trying desperately to stave it off. He was going to cum. Master was going to be upset because he could hold it no longer.

The fingers left him just as he reached the point of no return. He’d never been so grateful. His breath gasped in and out as he fought to bring the raging erection under control.

“You are such a good boy, Sasuke. Now for your reward.”

No sooner had the words registered in Sasuke’s head did the feel of something thicker than fingers press inside him. He was so focused on obeying Master that he failed to hear the ripping of foil.

Master was deep inside him in moments. The thickness inside him burned horribly as his muscles struggled to control it. His fingers ripped furrows into the leather as he bit the inside of his jaw. Metallic blood pooled in his mouth. The pain brought tears to his eyes once more.

“Scream for me.”

Master withdrew to plunge deeper. This time Sasuke did scream. Master’s cock stimulated his prostate almost constantly. Fingers released his hips to pull at the nipple rings. He twisted the metal, forcing pain and pleasure to meld together into one being.

Sasuke could no longer distinguish between the two. They rocketed through him. The hips kept pounding, the fingers kept twisting. He was being driven insane with the sensations being forced on him.

Never in his life had he known something so intense. His nipples were connected to his cock by an invisible string that Master plucked with the skill of a musician. Each twist brought him closer to the orgasm he was forbidden to have.

He cried harder as he reached the point where there would be no stopping his orgasm. Master had to know, his body was clenched around him like a vice. The panting breath in his ear only pushed him closer. “Please, Master. Let me cum.”

He felt Master grin against his shoulder as one hand left his nipples to grip his cock in a tight hold. “Cum.”

Sasuke screamed again, this time in agonized pleasure. Never in his life had he felt such fire burning through him. His mind shorted out as his hips jerked spasmodically. His neurons continued to fire shocks of pleasure through him. His body continued to jerk. He felt Master still his movements but was unable to formulate any sort of response.

“Such a good boy, Sasuke. You did so well for your first time. I’ll train you. You will get better.” Master murmured comfortingly as his hand stroked down the smooth back. “Can you walk?”

Sasuke nodded, unsure what Master wanted. More spankings? Something harder? Master simply smiled brightly, sending another jolt through him. He looked so familiar.

“Don’t worry. We are finished. You are too green for too much. Do you feel alright?”

“May…May I talk?”

Master nodded. Sasuke took a deep breath. “Do I know you?”

Master chuckled. “You still don’t remember? Honestly and you called me the idiot.”

Sasuke paled. It couldn’t be. He didn’t look anything like that blond idiot from Konoha High School. It couldn’t be…and yet. The grin broke across Master’s face. It was him. Naruto Uzumaki. The class idiot. He’d barely graduated. Sasuke only vaguely remembered him. He was always laughing, always pulling jokes on the teachers. That idiot was Master Fox?

“Naruto…?”

“You know, you are still a stubborn bastard. I haven’t changed that much. You just didn’t want to believe I could Master you.” Naruto’s grin widened as he lowered Sasuke gently to the bed, his fingers stroking gently at the tensed muscles.

“You knew it was me from the beginning?”

“Of course, I knew it was you but I didn’t want you to know me. I knew your perception of me would cloud anything we did. When I saw you post that ad, I couldn’t let you get away. I’d hoped you would choose me. When you did, I wanted you so addicted to what I could do to you that you would never be able to leave me. Are you upset that the class idiot is your Master?”

Sasuke swallowed. Was he upset? No, not really. Surprised…yes. To think Naruto had been his Master for the better part of six months. He shivered as breath entered his ear.

“I want to keep you. I want to own every part of you. Can I keep you?”

Sasuke turned to face his Master. He had no qualms with calling him that. Not after what he’d experienced with him. So, he said the only thing that came to mind. “My Master.”

Fin~