Hinata X Sasuke

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How much could she take before she broke completely?

There were moments when even Hinata thought that her grasp on reality was slipping. Instances when her mind would wander, and she envisioned a life chained at Sasuke's feet, to lap at his cock and swallow his cum, to address him as 'Sasuke-sama' and fulfill his every want or need.

And it horrified her how, while some of the time she was repulsed by such an idea, she was also a little enamored by it as well…

Hinata yanked the sheets up, so that they covered the entirety of her body from view. She felt… trapped; the poor Hyuga couldn't even fathom what Sasuke would say or do if she up and walked out of his house while he was in the shower.

So she sat there and waited impotently. Hinata jumped as the shower turned off - she could hear the rustle of cloth in the other room. And then, he strode back into the bedroom, clearly naked and not caring about that fact in the least. He was even erect - had he been thinking about her, waiting there on his bed, awaiting his return? He'd probably known that she wouldn't go anywhere.

Of course, she'd played right into his hand.

Sasuke eyed her for a moment, his face stoic. He made not a movement - except for his cock, which seemed to flex and twitch every time she glanced at it. If she didn't know better, he might have been doing it on purpose to tease her… though the wetness pooling between her thighs seemed to suggest that it was much more than just a tease.

"Come," he said.

"W-where?"

"To the kitchen," Sasuke murmured. "I didn't get a chance to eat dinner last night, owing to… circumstances." There was a smirk playing on his lips.

After they'd finished their activities the previous morning, he had sent her on her way… only to call her back over that same night. And he hadn't allowed her to go home after he was finished either, no, instead - off and on - he spent hours just… exploring her body. Not fucking her (all the time at least), but just licking and touching her, moulding her breasts to the shape of his hands and rubbing his cock across her thighs.

And it seemed that he hadn't planned to cut her any slack this morning either. Two mornings in a row that she would have to spend in his presence - not that she was complaining, at least in any meaningful way.

"What d-do you want me to do in the kitchen?" Hinata whispered.

"You're going to make me something to eat," Sasuke deadpanned. "I thought I'd made that obvious."

Before she could respond, he had already stepped out of the room. She sat there for a moment, quivering slightly; wasn't this supposed to be a physical relationship? But… he'd made it clear that he owned her body. And that didn't necessarily have to remain restricted to her three holes - no, he wouldn't hesitate to spill her dirty secrets if she flatout refused something as simple as making him something to eat.

She eased herself up and off of the bed, her knees wobbling beneath her. He was probably going to want to have more 'fun' with her in a little bit, Hinata reasoned. There wasn't any point in putting her clothes back on if they were simply going to be pulled off once again.

But she didn't want to walk out there flat out naked.

Her fingers trembling as she quickly came to a decision, Hinata bent down, picked up her jacket, and wrapped it around her frame. She zipped it up. It did little to conceal anything - no bra or undershirt meant her nipples were on full display - but it gave her that small bit of creature comfort.

Hinata stepped out of the master bedroom, through the house, and into the kitchen. Sasuke was seated at the table, fingers tapping on the top.

"W-what do you want?" Hinata asked, her voice a tad hoarse.

"Coffee," Sasuke said, staring out the window, his tone full of gross disinterest.

"W-what else?"

"Surprise me."

And with that, Hinata was left more or less to her own devices. She was slow to start, tip-toeing around the kitchen and opening up the cabinets - only to find them surprisingly well stocked. She figured that Naruto or Sakura must have kept Sasuke well supplied on everything he needed… she really couldn't imagine him doing something as mundane as going to a grocery store.

Goosebumps appeared on her skin. She was really out of her habitat - and it didn't help that she didn't have any pants or underwear on. The arousal from earlier hadn't just disappeared, and so her juices trickled down her leg. Not to mention every time she had to reach up for a particularly high shelf, she was sure that Sasuke was checking her ass out as it jiggled and bounced… but she never caught him in the act.

She made a pot of coffee first, and poured him a cup. Her intuition won out, and she made sure not to add anything sweet to it - when she slid it in front of Sasuke and he gave an approving nod, she knew that her instincts had been correct.

Then, she simply whipped him up an omelette. All the things she needed to make it were there, and Hinata had had plenty of practice cooking with the servants at the Hyuga compound.

Of course, it was a little strange to be cooking in a man's house, half naked, juices trailing down her leg, among other things, but she persevered. And there was this proud little smile on her face as she slid the plate in front of Sasuke, a steaming omelette on top, a fork and knife on either side of it.

"This looks good," Sasuke commented, setting his cup of coffee down. "I'm impressed."

"T-thank you," she whispered, poking her fingers together nervously.

He chuckled. "Now get down on your knees."

"W-what?"

"I said get down on your knees, Hinata," Sasuke said.

There was an ounce of hesitation her part. Not as much as she would have liked - but she was already so beaten by him, battered down by his firm words and his hard cock. She was too weak to resist. And so, she simply fell to her knees.

"Scoot over here," he said. "Underneath the table and in between my legs."

Hinata gulped as she followed his instructions. He was hard, harder than before - that masculine smell invaded her nose as she positioned himself in between his legs. "W-what d-do you want me t-to do here…?" she asked, though the answer was already more than obvious.

"Suck me off while I eat," Sasuke murmured. "Put those talents of yours to good work."

"T-talents?"

"You're certainly good at moaning my name," Sasuke said. "Surely you'll be just as good at sucking my cock, Hinata. And at any rate, you'll be good at it before long - I plan for you to be practicing a lot in the near future…" he said suggestively.

Hinata's lip wobbled. His cock twitched before her eyes, so big, so thick - and he expected her to put it inside of her mouth? Then again, he'd already put it inside of her tight little pussy… numerous times.

He began to eat and sip at his drink, completely nonchalant. As if it were perfectly normal to have your cock sucked while you dined on a delicious breakfast. Well, if he had his way, it would be perfectly normal before long. And he had plenty of time to break her into that habit.

She was whipped, though. Whatever fight that had been left in her had gone when Sasuke had pumped his delicious seed into her womb and practically made her confirm his ownership of her body.

Her first act was to clumsily run her tongue along the tip of his member. Hot, musky precum clung to the tip of her tongue - it didn't taste good, but it didn't taste bad either. It was just… manly. Masculine. The kind of thing that looked and smelled like a real man had dispensed it.

Hinata wrapped her dainty little hands around the shaft; she marveled at just how… big it was. How thick. She lifted it up slightly, and it was heavy - nothing she couldn't handle, but much heavier than a cock had any right to be. Quite a bit of that weight probably had to be owed to those massive balls of his, to be fair. He needed them to dump out as much cum as he could - most of which tended to be injected right into the depths of her core.

She began to… stroke him. As much as she could, with her hands shaking and her lip wobbling - his great, heavy cock more daunting than a thousand shinobi. "D-does it f-feel good?" Hinata asked him, stroking him further, running her fingers along the length of his entire shaft: marveling at the engorged veins and throbbing muscles, tracing them with her digits.

He gave a noncommittal grunt. "You'll have to do more than that," Sasuke said, before taking a casual sip of his coffee.

Hinata gulped.

Continuing to stroke him off, she simply… took in his cock for a moment. Its length, its thickness. How had this thing fit inside of her? He'd hit places that she hadn't known existed, but still, this monster appeared as if it should have torn her squarely in half!

She leaned forward; and carefully gave the tip of his member a kiss. A loving one. One that she might have given a husband before he went to work. Her tongue slid out of her tongue, once again scooping up his musky precum - and this time around, the taste seemed to be just a tad more to her liking.

Finally, she took the mushroom head into her mouth. Only a little bit - she wasn't trying to choke to death on his cock. It astounded her just how much she had to open her mouth and pucker her lips just to take the head, though…

Her tongue lathered at the sides of his shaft. God, that taste! She couldn't get over it - again, it wasn't good per se, but it was just so… manly. It made her shudder with pungent arousal. It made her feel like a woman, and it made him seem like such a man, an alpha, the person who had turned her into a shell of her former, chaste self in less than a month.

She didn't go that far for her first time. Hinata did not want to overextend herself - she simply took the head of his cock past the threshold of her lips, and worked over the rest of his enormous member with her hands. It was new, uncharted territory for her… but strangely enough, she seemed to be a natural. At the very least, his little grunts gave her that bit of encouragement.

Time passed. Was he done eating? Drinking? She wasn't sure - she couldn't be sure. He made no noise when he ate, so for all she knew, he could be sitting there… merely languishing in the feeling of her mouth and hands.

Not that she minded that thought.

"Does it feel good?" she asked again, about ten minutes later - her question a faint excuse to give her sore mouth a break.

"You'll still need to do better," Sasuke informed her quietly.

That did give the impression that she wasn't doing bad, though, and so she took what she could get. Her heart swelled a little - finally, she seemed to be good at something! Not that her clan would be proud that the only thing she was a prodigy at seemingly was sucking cock.

She went a little further, just an inch or so of shaft more. It was all she could manage; so much cock, God… another inch, and Hinata felt as if she would gag on his length.

Now, it was important to remember that she was very new to this.

And that Hinata had next to no idea what the telltale signs of a man's impending orgasm were. The only times Sasuke had cum around her was when she had been too out of it to pay attention to those minute details - and so, when he did cum, she was caught completely off guard.

She'd thought that throbbing and twitching had been her doing well - in a way, it was. She'd thought that the way his cock thickened in her mouth ever so slightly was a trademark of his increasing arousal - again, in a way it was.

But when he came, she was thrown for a loop.

Hot, sticky, gooey liquid suddenly shot into her throat. Hinata recoiled - on sheer instinct she managed to stop herself from choking, instead swallowing it down with a loud, audible gulp. But then a second shot of jizz came, and then a third, and soon she was simply overwhelmed by the volume.

She pulled back - blinked once, and then took a sticky shot of cum straight to the face.

Sasuke gripped the shaft of his member, casually stroking himself off through the rest of his orgasm, jerking the rest of his load off onto Hinata's face. He was totally nonchalant about it - not even speaking a word. As if firing his seed onto Hinata's face wasn't some special occasion… just another day. He'd already claimed her womb with his cum, after all. What more was her pretty little face?

He let out a languid little sigh, standing up, his half-hard member bobbing up and down slightly. Sasuke pushed his chair back, and peered at Hinata. She looked… dazed. Face coated in a creamy layer of his cum. Breathing heavily, what was visible of her cheeks a dark red.

Sasuke felt himself harden once again. God, he was glad that this was the woman he'd had the fortune to blackmail - there was no end to his arousal when he was already this girl, who seemed to possess all the qualities necessary to be the perfect fucktoy.

The Uchiha exhaled slightly. "Get yourself cleaned up," he commanded. "And meet me in the living room once you're done. We still need to get some 'work' done today - no point in wasting time."

And then he was gone, striding off and out of the kitchen, leaving his empty plate and mug on the table.

Hinata crawled out from beneath the table, her lip wobbling. Cum still shining on her face, she picked up his dirty dishes and gingerly placed them by the sink. Then, with a rag, she wiped his seed off of her features - it took a while, Hinata having to wash out the rage every now and then in order to get all of it off. By the time she was done, the skin of her face was pink and almost red from her ministrations.

She let out a groan. 'What does he want to do with me?' Hinata pondered, staring at her reflection in the mirror that hung behind the sink.

God. Her arousal - she could feel it. Just sucking him, giving him that clumsy if dedicated blowjob… it had made her so wet. Liquid leaking down her thigh. And she could smell it too; and if she could sniff it out, then Sasuke had certainly been able to tell just how hot and bothered she was. She was melting into his embrace against her better judgement, and there was no way to stop it.

Back into the living room she went - and there he was, waiting for her, seated on the couch with his erect member hanging over the end.

"Sit down," he said.

She did.

Sasuke wrapped an arm around her shoulder. "Put your feet up on the couch." She did. And now, he gently directed her - marshalling her onto all fours, pressing her face into his crotch and positioning her so that her ass was up in the air.

There was… something on the table. She didn't know what it was - but having a faceful of cock could distract any woman.

Of course, she figured out what it was when he slid a lube-coated finger into her asshole.

"O-oh!"

"Shh," he said. "You'll need something to distract you, Hinata, since I'm going to be breaking in your 'other' hole. Suck my cock, and that ought to keep your mind preoccupied."

Hinata gulped.

"J-just one thing," Hinata whispered, hot breath cascading against his erect member.

"Hm?"

"C-can y-you tell me when you're about to c-cum?"

Sasuke chuckled. "Sure," he said.

And again, she went right ahead with it; and with the experiences of the last time behind her, she went about it in a marginally better way. She took the same amount of cock into her mouth - just the tip - working the rest over with her hands, but her grip and her tongue were a tad more skilled than before. She tried her best. And it was a decent blowjob, especially by an amateur's standards.

Sasuke slid a second finger into her anus. Pumping them in and out, making sure that her third hole was nice and broken in. He wasn't about to try and rip her in two with his cock by just shoving it into her ass - while he'd taken his shower, he had decided to knock out two birds with one stone. Give her some practice with sucking his cock while at the same time working over her asshole. And so far, it seemed to be working.

He came after a good while. Maybe fifteen minutes or so - it might seem a while to spend doing little more than fingering her asshole, but he wanted to be sure that she could take him when the time came.

"I'm going to cum," Sasuke said flatly, still working his fingers in and out of her.

This time, Hinata had some time to prepare herself. And correspondingly, when his hot jizz shot into her throat, she managed to swallow almost all of it.

Almost.

That last little bit caught her off guard - she had thought that he was spent. Hinata had pulled back to swallow the last of his seed in her mouth, and she ended up catching another faceful of jizz, though this time it wasn't quite as thorough

Sasuke laughed as he slid his fingers out of her asshole.

"That should be enough for today," he said, still chuckling.

Hinata went stark red. Was he… laughing? At her expense?

"You can go now," Sasuke continued. "After you've cleaned up, of course. Next time, I hope you're prepared for some more practice, Hinata."

Hinata gulped. "O-okay," she stammered. "Can… c-can I take a shower?"

Sasuke had already stood up. He glanced at her for a moment, pursing his lips together, tilting his head to the side.

"Sure," he said after a moment. "I'll be leaving now, so I'm going to lock the door behind me. Just use a window to get out or something, I suppose. And don't use all of my shampoo, either - I hate having to go out and buy another bottle of that crap."

"Y-you got it," Hinata whispered.

And after that, she was left to her own devices. Five minutes later, Sasuke had left the house, and Hinata had already eased herself into the shower.

She pressed her hands against the glass.

Her body shook.

Her lip wobbled.

And slowly, she slid a finger in between her legs… to caress at her weeping, puffy pink folds.

"S-Sasuke-kun…" she whispered, as she slid a digit into her depths...