Torture-Peasure

AN: They threw this out from fanfiction.net so I'm posting it here. Enjoy!
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“Chōjūrō, you know why I called you, don’t you?” a russet-haired woman sitting at her desk said. She was no one else but the 5th Mizukage. One of her jade eyes was cowered behind her hair, the other one was looking calmly at the young man standing in front of her.
“Yes, ma’am,” he answered, his head lowered, short dark-blond hair in slight mess, black eyes looking at the floor from behind the glasses.
“You’re last mission didn’t go very well,” the woman continued. “I know you could do better than that. What happened?”
“I.. I know.. I just.. should have listened to Ao and be a man…I..”
“A man…” Mizukage whispered lowering her head.
“Something wrong, ma’am? I…”
“Chōjūrō!” she raised her voice suddenly.
“Y-yes?”
“I’ve got a new mission for you,” she said looking at him. Her gaze different, dangerous even. “Come with me!” she demanded rising from the chair. She then took his hand and dragged him out of the room.
Then there was a long hall. Chōjūrō has never been in this part of Kage’s Residence.
“Ma.. ma’am? Where’re we going?” he asked, uncertain, looking at his hand locked in the woman’s soft one.
“You’ll see,” she smirked.
A strange twinge of anxiety grew in the man’s stomach. The hall became darker in every step they made. It seemed to have no end.
Finally there were stairs leading downstairs. They went down and stopped in front of a locked door. The Mizukage pulled out a key and opened it. Then she pulled Chōjūrō’s hand and got him in before her. The light was turned on and the mysterious room was fully revealed. The man’s eyes widened at the sight.
“W-what is it? A.. torture chamber?” Chōjūrō asked uncertainly.
In the middle of the room stood a big frame with handcuffs attached to it. There also were more chains hanging from the walls. The various whips were lying here and there along with leather fabrics. In the corner of the room stood a cabinet with drawers. Chōjūrō didn’t even wanted to think about what was inside.
“Might be the torture chamber,” said Mizukage from behind and dimmed the light. “Might be the chamber of pleasure” she suddenly whispered leaning over the man. His body froze as shiver ran down his spine.
The next second he was handcuffed to the frame with his hands spread and his front to the woman.
“M.. ma’am?” he managed to ask looking at his restraints.
“Shut up,” she whispered pressing her body to his before removing his earmuffs. “Or I’ll kill you.”
Chōjūrō’s eyes widened. He opened his mouth but no word was formed. His body filled with fear and, if it wasn’t for the chains, he would have slumped to the floor. He didn’t dare even try to free himself from the restrains.
The Mizukage moved away a bit and placed her hand on the man’s chest. She removed the cloth which held the big Hiramekarei, the swordsman wielded, and tossed it aside.
“You’re so cute Chō-kun,” the woman said running her hand slowly down the man’s chest and stomach. He followed it with his eyes unsure what to except next. A minute ago she threatened to kill him and now she was calling him cute and giving him a nickname.
“Don’t worry Chō-kun. I’m not going to hurt you,” she assured looking him into eyes, and smiled kindly, “much.”
His eyes widened. Her hands was back on his chest. “I know you want me,” she whispered.
Chōjūrō’s heart began pounding so fast that, if it wasn’t for the ribcage, it would have jumped out of his chest. He blushed madly and tried looking away but was stopped by a hand placed under his chin and forced to look at the woman in front of him.
“Don’t be so shy, baby. I’ll grand your wish,” she moved her face closer, almost brushing his lips with hers as she spoke. “Promise.” Chōjūrō shivered feeling the hot breath filling his slightly opened mouth. The Mizukage continued moving her lips closer. “Just say it, Chō-kun. Say that you want me..”
Chōjūrō’s face became even redder, if it was possible. He closed his eyes shut. The Mizukage moved even closer. “Say it, baby. And I’m all yours.”
The swordsman couldn’t resist her seductive voice. She was right anyway. He wanted her with all his might. And there and then was his chance. Even if it supposed to be only just that once.
“I… want you,” he whispered barely audibly.
“I didn’t hear you, dear. Say it louder,” she said pressing her thigh to the man’s growing erection.
“Ahh..” a moan escaped Chōjūrō’s mouth. His desire talked for him. “I want you, ma’am,” he said, eyes still closed.
“Look at me Chō-kun,” she demanded. “Who’s your mistress, my little slave?”
“You are,” he panted forcing his eyes to open.
“You’re such a good boy, Chō-kun. Good boys get rewards,” she then pressed her lips to his lightly. He opened his mouth immediately but then she moved away.
“A a..” she wagged her finger at him.
Then he noticed something cold touching bare skin on his stomach. He looked down to see a kunai sliding under his turtleneck sweater. His body tensed waiting.
“What should I do to you? Hmm..” the Mizukage pondered.
He was about to say something but his dry mouth couldn’t produce any words. Not that he knew what exactly he wanted to say. The next second the cloth was torn apart and tossed on the floor.
“Ups.. Seems that you’re gonna need a new one,” the woman smirked at him and lower her head to his chest. She ran her tongue around one of his nipples slowly feeling it hardening under her touch.
“Mmm..” he moaned and tilted his head backwards.
She smirked and took the erect nub into her mouth, earning more sweet moans. She then kissed the way down to his navel, swirling her tongue around it.
The Mizukage slowly kissed her way up to the man’s neck digging her teeth into hot flesh.
Chōjūrō winced slightly with strange pleasurable pain as she continued bruising his skin.
The Mizukage finished her ministrations, straighten up and moved away a bit. She smirked and went behind him. He tried to look at her over his shoulder but a hand stopped him.
“Don’t look,” a hot breath hit his ear.
Then was a pause.
The swordsman tried to at least hear something, but there wasn’t any sound. He was about to look back, when he felt something soft yet hard touching his back. A pleasurable feeling spread throughout all his body from the delicate caress. He closed his eyes melting into the sensation, feeling his back stroked gently. More shivers ran down his spine as more blood started to gather in his groin.
Suddenly he felt that he couldn’t resist the urge to look back, to find out what caused that pleasant sensation. His body acted by itself. He turned his head to peek behind, but a hand stopped him. Then he felt a sharp teeth on his earlobe and a hot breath hit him.
“I told you not to look,” the Mizukage breathed pressing her body to his back. Now he could feel the bare skin of her breasts touching his. He blushed at the realization of what exactly had been caressing him a minute ago. “You’ve been a bad boy, Chō-kun,” the Mizukage continued. “Bad boys get punished.”
Chōjūrō’s heart skipped a bit as fear overcame him again. Mizukage’s hands ran around his waist from behind to stop above his fly. He watched them intently, his body tensing with anticipation, as they slowly started to unzip his pants and slide them down to his ankles. Chōjūrō hold his breath for what seemed to be an eternity watching those hands coming up again and rest at the hem of his boxers. The Mizukage slid them down too, after a few long minutes, barely touching the freshly revealed sensitive skin.
“Ahh..” a short gasp escaped Chōjūrō’s mouth.
“Does Chō-kun want his mistress to touch him?”
“Yes..” he breathed.
“But I was suppose to punish you. This wouldn’t be much of a punishment, now would it, Chō-kun?” she whispered.
“I guess not..” he replied, a sound of disappointment barely heard in his voice.
The Mizukage smirked at this answer and stepped back.
The next thing Chōjūrō could hear was a cracking sound. I was followed by a sharp unpleasant feeling across his buttocks. He jumped a bit from a sudden painful sensation, but didn’t dare to look back. He already knew what that was. Then was another whiplash. Stronger than the previous one. Then another…
Chōjūrō griped the chains and closed his eyes tight. A single tear flowed down his cheek. He clenched his sharp teeth waiting patiently.
When Mizukage was content of her punishment she moved closer in fort of her lover, fully dressed again, and wiped a wet trail from his face. She then lifted his face, placing a handle of the whip under his chin to meet his gaze. Chōjūrō shyly looked up at her. His eyes shoved fear and hurt mixed with desire.
“Are you going to be a good boy now, Chō-kun?”
“Yes ma’am,” he answered in a quiet voice.
“Good. You’ll get your reward.”
She stepped back looking at him up and down. He closed his eyes realizing that he stood there completely naked in front of his lady. So week. So vulnerable. But, oddly, that was an exciting feeling too. He was completely at her mercy, which caused him to wonder, what she would do to him next. That made him shiver and hot at the same time.
“Chō-kun…” the Mizukage whispered seductively. He looked at her.
One of her hand began unzipping her blue blouse revealing mesh cloth under it slowly.
Chōjūrō blushed, his eyes dropped.
“Look at me, Chō-kun,” the Mizukage demanded. He obeyed, watching as her large breasts showed through the mesh blouse. Already hard nipples protruded through the fabric. It was too removed soon after, in slow, seductive manner.
The Mizukage’s fingers touched one of her erect nipples, playing with it. The other one began removing her belt. She ran her tongue over her upper lip seeing the hunger in Chōjūrō’s eyes.
She left the belt in place and moved closer, touching the swordsman’s hard member ever so slightly.
“Mmm..” he moaned.
“Oh, Chō-kun… You’re so sweet,” she gripped his manhood tight and begun rubbing it slowly.
“Oh.. Mmm.. Ma’am..”
“Do you like it, Chō-kun?” she asked picking up speed a bit.
“Yes..” he panted.
“How about this…” she said as she knelt down and placed a hard length between her breasts.
The sight of his boss, kneeling in front of him in such a sexy position was enough for him to completely lose control. And when she squeezed his member tight and began to rub, that was it. He watched her moves for a split second and began bucking his hips against soft skin surrounding him, craving for more sweet friction. His hard member, already slick form pre-cum, began pulsing, ready to blow it’s load in any moment now.
Chōjūrō pushed himself in the hot cleavage frantically a few more times before exploding all over the Mizukage’s chest, neck and face.
His head dropped. His face flushed from a massive blood rush and embarrassment after he became aware of the mess he just did.
“Mmm.. You taste quite good,” the Mizukage said as she stood up and licked some of a sticky liquid from her lips. This caused Chōjūrō’s face to became purple. She smiled.
“Regain your strength. This is far from over, baby,” she said before wiping the seed from her skin with tissues. Then she went to a mysterious drawer and pull something out before coming back to her handcuffed lover. She stood in front of him again and took of her belt. She then slid down the remaining blue skirt-like cloth alongside mesh under-blouse.
She stood there only in her mesh shorts and underwear showed through them. Chōjūrō could feel himself becoming hard again. She then moved closer and kissed him deeply. He returned the kiss as soon as he shook off a shock form a sudden caress. He savor her sweet taste mixed with the slight bitterness of himself, exploring the hot cavern, playing with damp tongue of his mistress.
“We don’t want our fan to end too quickly this time, do we?” she asked when they broke apart, smirking.
That was when he realized a cold metal around his member. He looked down, eyes grew wide.
“Don’t you worry, Chō-kun. I’ll remove it when the time is right,” she said turning her back to him.
Her hands ran up her butt slowly and stopped at the waistband of the shorts. She looked at Chōjūrō over her shoulder and slid the mesh cloth down sticking her ass towards him.
Damn cock-ring… Damn cuffs…
The Mizukage tossed away her shorts and turned around, now facing her blonde lover. She began removing her panties painfully slow revealing a sensitive skin inch by inch.
And suddenly she stopped, pulled the underwear back and moved closer to the swordsman.
“I’ve got a better idea, than to undress by myself” she said looking him into eyes. “Will you promise me to be a good boy and not to try to remove the cock-ring until I let you?”
“Yes ma’am..” he promised.
“Good.. Because otherwise… I’d need to punish you again..” she said before removing the cuffs. “Help me get rid of this cloth.”
He placed his hands on her hips and blushed again realizing that this is the first time he was touching her soft skin like that. He ran his fingers slowly around the sharp hipbones, sliding the tips under the panties. He hesitate for a few seconds and began sliding the cloth down slowly.
Then a sudden urge overcame him. He knelt in front of her, proceeding with undressing. When the underwear was removed he couldn’t resist any longer. He ran his tongue over the sensitive skin looking up at the Mizukage’s face, as though begging for permission.
She moaned and her legs bended, so she slowly sat on the carpeted floor and then laid on it, spreading her legs.
Chōjūrō didn’t need any further encouragement. He lowered his head and kissed her inner thigh shyly, beginning form the knee and getting up to her crotch.
“Oh Chō-kun… lick me..” she moaned.
“As you wish, my lady..” he replied and sunk his tongue between her labia, earning a loud sweet moan.
He spread the sensitive skin folds with his fingers, massaging their inner sites with his tongue, slowly circling around the special place he knew his mistress wanted him to touch best.
The Mizukage placed her hands on his head pulling on his short hair ever so slightly. She’s got enough teasing. Her juices started to leak out of her hot inside mixing up with Chōjūrō’s saliva. He got the point. His tongue began massaging the fully erect clitoris.
“Ahh.. oh yeah.. Chō-kun..” the Mizukage moaned, getting louder.
Chōjūrō increased the pressure swirling his tongue over the extremely sensitive bud. Mizukage’s grip on his hair tightened. She began to press her hips up against the pleasurable touch, moaning.
“Oh yes.. there.. Chouu-kuuunnn…”
Those voices she made turned the swordsman on like hell. His breath became heavy. He inhaled sharply through his nose and exhaled, as slowly as he could, though his mouth. He picked up speed continuously hitting the wet skin with his hot breath. The Mizukage squirming beneath him was getting crazy form pleasure. Suddenly she felt something invading her vagina and massaging her form inside. She take a quick look down realizing that that was Chōjūrō’s fingers penetrating her, thrusting gently, pressing against sensitive wet muscles.
She arched her back and held her breath for a few moments. Her movements became furious. A second later she let a very loud throaty moan escape her mouth as her vision went blank.
Chōjūrō could feel her squeezing his fingers tight as she came, her inner muscles pulsing. More of sweet juice found it’s way outside her and she laid on the floor, panting heavenly.
He withdrew his fingers and raised himself up, sitting on his calves before wiping his mouth and watching his mistress with hungry eyes.
“C-Chou-kun..” she panted.
“Yes, my lady?”
“I.. didn’t… know… you’re so.. skilled.. in this..”
“A-Am I?” he smiled blushing slightly. She raised too and leaned closer to him, kissing him deeply. Then she took one of his finger into her mouth licking her own juice, looking Chōjūrō into eyes.
“You’re far to modest, you know?” she said straddled his thighs and placing her hands on his shoulders “Chō-kun..” she whispered.
Her breasts was now just in front of his face. Her still wet crotch was rubbing the man’s length gently.
“Oh..” he gasped, cursing the cold metal around him in his mind.
The swordsman groped the big boobs firmly and began suck at the hard nipple. The soft friction against his palate made him completely forgot about his sharp teeth. He nibbled at the nub. The Mizukage hissed and that very second his head was jerked back by a hand tangled in his hair. He winced in sudden pain and closed his eyes shut.
“I see you getting naughty, my little slave,” she spoke looking down at him.
“S-sorry, ma’am” he apologized, eyes still shut.
“You know, what it means?” she whispered into his ear.
He gave a small nod.
“For your punishment…” she paused licking his earlobe. “I won’t let you come.”
His eyes fluttered open. A gasp of disappointment escaped his mouth.
“And apart form that…” the Mizukage continued leaving his lap and laying on the floor leaning on one elbow. “I want some entertainmen,t” she smirked.
Chōjūrō gave her a quizzical look. Her smirk grew.
“Play with yourself,” she demanded.
The swordsman’s breath stuck in his throat.
“M..ma’am..” he began looking away, his face flushed.
“Do it, Chō-kun. Or I cuff you again..”
“Then cuff me..” he whispered.
The Mizukage frown. “You really wouldn’t want it, Chō-kun. You’re going to end up cuffed, painfully hard, with no release at all.”
He looked at her, hurt and shock in his eyes. Could she really do it? Could this kind lady be really so cruel? Well, come to think of it, she did threaten to kill him..
“C’mon, baby,” she spoke softly. “Just a little. Remember, good boys get rewards,” she smiled at him with that gentle, kind smile which never failed to tug at his heartstrings.
The swordsman’s hand subconsciously ran to his manhood. His eyes fluttered shut and he began touching himself. His fingers was gently stroking the length at first. Then he gripped it tighter running his hand up and down slowly. Soft gasps started to escape his parted lips as he picked up speed. Using his other hand he leaned against the floor, his head bowed.
Little did he know that the lady he refused to look at was just doing similar things, watching him with her hazed eyes.
Suddenly Chōjūrō felt a hand gripping his wrist firmly and the other one placed on his shoulder shoving him on his back.
“Play time’s over,” the Mizukage said standing over the swordsman. “Time for a real fun now,” she stated and promptly straddled him, sheathed him completely inside her tight heat.
“Ohh.. mm..” they both moaned in unison.
The Mizukage arched her back, resting her palms on Chōjūrō’s thighs and began to ride him roughly.
The swordsman clenched his fist as waves of pleasure stared to spread throughout all his body. That ring he was wearing really became a nuisance. He could feel his member throbbing painfully. He couldn’t take it any longer.
“Oh.. please.. my lady..” he panted. “Can you.. ahh...”
“What is it..” she breathed trying to suppress moans. “.. that you want.. Chō-kun?”
“Let me.. oh.. come.. please..”
He needn’t really tell that. The Mizukage could feel herself coming close to her climax.
She let the pulsing length slide out of her for a split second, removed the piece of metal restrain with the speed of light and put the cock back inside her. She continued to ride the man quickly moving up and down running on the verge of her orgasm.
Chōjūrō came first. He arched his back, his toes curled, his nails dug into his palms. The painful sensation interfered with the waves of pleasure spreading throughout his body as he spilled himself inside the hot inside of his mistress.
The Mizukage followed him soon after as she felt him filling her completely. Her pulsing muscles squeezed him for extra measure and she drifted into orgasmic bliss to meet her lover in the land of pure pleasure.
She let the softening member slide outside her and collapsed on the swordsman’s chest. They both panted heavily, eyes closed as their minds were coming back form the stars.
“Stay with me.. Chō-kun..” the Mizukage breathed, face buried in his neck.
Chōjūrō’s eyes burst open, his heart began pounding hard. Did he just heard right? Did she want him to…
“Be with me..” she continued a bit louder kissing his skin gently.
The swordsman was sure then. He wrapped his arms around her kissing her flushed cheek. Their eyes met each other.
“For ever,” he whispered.