Hinata S

The Konoha Twelve function was… not fun for Hinata after that; not in the slightest. Not only had she been forced to take another shower - she couldn't exactly walk into the restaurant with a glistening cum mask - but she'd had to, while at the place itself, endure Sasuke's… taunts.

A smirk when their gazes locked. And, when he was sure no one else was looking, he'd actually slipped his hand beneath her skirt, grabbing her ass. She'd yelped - but, that was part of their deal… any time, any place, and if he wanted to sneak a grab while they were surrounded by friends (and were five meters away from Hinata's crush, no less), he could. Short of asking her to suck his cock in front of them, she would have to go along.

"Having fun?" Sasuke said, sneering at her.

She bit her tongue, having to physically restrain herself from flinging a curse or two at him; though… her catalog of curses was rather low, and she doubted calling him a 'meanie' or a 'poopy head' would earn her any respect. More likely, it would earn her a harsh laugh, and likely another degrading facial later on.

And by the end…

Well, it was dark outside. Naruto was hardly standing, his cheeks red, so drunk that Kurama was likely a wee bit inebriated as well. Sakura had an almost furious look on her face. Ino and Sai had disappeared sometime within the last hour, and hadn't shown their faces since. Chouji was still inside of the restaurant, and Shikamaru was already sprawled out on the ground, staring up at the night sky as if trying to cloud watch in pitch black night.

"We can't let you walk home alone, Hinata!" Tenten had insisted. "I'd walk you home, but I need to pay a visit to the weapons shop and see how everything's going."

"I'll walk her home." Sasuke said simply, a hand in his pocket and a look of casual indifference on his face.

Hinata whimpered, though Tenten seemed not to notice. "You will?" Tenten said, astonished.

"Sure." he said. "The Hyuga compound is on the way home, so it won't be that much of a problem."

"Great!" Tenten said. "You two have fun! You'd better take care of her, Sasuke…!" she warned gently, before sprinting off in the other direction, leaving the two dojutsu users alone with a half-asleep Shikamaru, and a fiercely arguing Naruto and Sakura.

"Let's go." Sasuke said, jerking his head. And he strode off.

Hinata clutched her wrist, almost able to feel her pounding heartbeat, thumping against her ribcage. She swallowed, and with a look of obvious reluctance, trailed after him.

"We- we're not going to the Hyuga compound, are w-we?" Hinata asked softly, having to take twice as many steps as him in order to keep up with his long strides.

Sasuke smirked. "You're perceptive, though I'd expect no less from a Byakugan user." he said. "And no, to answer your question directly, we're not going to your house. After all-" His smirk turned from casual to cruel. "- I have a new toy that I'd like to test out in the comfort of my home." He took a step to the side, his hands subtly brushing the folds of her skirt.

Gently, he gripped her hand, and as they continued to walk, he pressed her fingers against his crotch.

"And I'm more than eager for a night alone with you… Hinata."

She gulped, retracting her hand as swiftly as she could, and yet, she had more than been able to feel the prominent bulge in the front of his pants.

A deal was a deal.

With a heavy heart, she continued to walk alongside him, even as they went down a separate road, one that led away from the Hyuga compound. There was a small apartment complex - two stories, rather shabby though clearly not a slum, either. Sasuke led her up to the second floor, and skillfully opened a door about halfway along the hall.

He pressed her in, and closed the door behind them.

"On your knees." Sasuke growled.

She flushed. "Do… do you want me t-to… s-strip f-first?" Hinata said, biting her lip.

"I said 'on your knees', not 'strip', you stupid fucking bitch." Sasuke muttered. "Down. Now."

It was all purposeful on Sasuke's part, of course. He wasn't the type to swear all that often… but special circumstances beckoned, and he knew that he was going to have to break in his little pet through means that he'd prefer not to do. Not the fucking, oh, he could screw her brains out all day, but more so the humiliation, the degradation. Sasuke was the type to convey just how inferior someone was through a mere narrowing of his eyes, but in this case, he was going to have to be much more merciless. Harsh words, assertion of his dominance whenever she toed the line, and constant reminders of who was in charge.

After she was truly his, he could relax. But for now, he had to play the part.

Like the obedient little slut she was, Hinata did exactly what he asked - dropping to her knees, the Hyuga eye level with his crotch. Her hands were folded in her lap, a demure and defeated expression on her face.

Sasuke sighed, and with swift, concise movements, he undid his trousers. He allowed them to fall to the floor, and then he pulled down his boxers. Hinata closed her eyes - unwilling to look at the monster that he possessed. Yet, her breathing quickened, her fingers clutching her skirt.

He took a step forward, both of his hands lifting up the tree trunk-like cock that he possessed. With a wet slap, he dropped it down on top of Hinata's head, his orange sized balls only inches away from her nose, his mammoth cock running all the way up her head.

"Wh- what are you doing?" Hinata whimpered, her hot breath cascading across his swinging, cum packed balls.

"I'm just letting you say hello." Sasuke said, almost mockingly. "Meet your new master, Hinata - he doesn't have a name, but rest assured, my 'little' friend here will take great care of you." He laughed, high and cold, jerking his hips forward slightly so that his balls swung forward and slapped her chin. "It's best for you to get acquainted now, Hinata." he continued. "Because he's going to find his way into your heart somehow."

Her face was so red, you could probably cook a pot of rice on it. "You…" she began, though no words came out afterwards.

"I thought I made this clear back in your room, Hinata, but I want to make sure that you understand our arrangement." Sasuke said, as casually as if resting a cock that had to weigh at least a few pounds on a beautiful woman's face was an everyday endeavor. "I will fuck your pussy, I will fuck your ass, I will make you use that sweet little mouth of yours to get me off. Whether you accept this now, or after I've covered every inch of your skin with my jizz, after I've pumped load after load into each of your little holes, you are mine."

He withdrew, and he made sure to slide every inch of his cock down the front of her face as he did so. With a firm hand, he gripped her arm - and pulled Hinata to her feet, a small gasp spilling from her lips, her feet a little unsteady.

Sasuke grabbed her, and with brute force alone, shoved her into the kitchen. He pressed her up against the kitchen table, bent her over, and… took inventory. He took a step back, his cock twitching, for the sight of Hinata - her face red, her skirt riding up to reveal the plain, innocent white panties she had on, was far too tantalizing to see without getting hard.

His cock rose, and Hinata gasped. She looked back, and watched with her very eyes as it began to grow - rising up from its position against his leg, twitching and shuddering as blood began to pump through it. Engorged veins and muscles winked at her from the shaft, and soon, globs of precum the size of her thumb began to fall to the floor.

Sasuke reached forward, and tore her panties off, the ripped undergarment clutched in his hand. He crouched… and laughed. "Well," he said, teasing her folds with two fingers. "At least your body knows its proper place."

She was wet, sopping, dripping, fucking waterfall levels of wet. Her arousal so strong, that once her panties were gone the pungent smell filled the entire room. Her folds looked pink, almost red, puffy and desperate for a nice long cock to fill them.

Sasuke was more than happy to oblige.

He stood, gripping the base of his monstorous cock, pressing the baseball sized mushroom head against her entrance. Hinata groaned at the contact, clutching the table with both hands, her body shaking with anticipation or dread, she wasn't sure which.

Sasuke shoved himself inside of her without further ado, and Hinata just couldn't help the moan that escaped her lips. "Oh…" She had been expecting pain… but there was none. It was bliss, it was… so good. Hinata threw her head back, her knees shaking, one eye going this way and the other going that way.

She felt… full? Was that the word that described what the sensation was like? This wasn't the feeling she got after a particularly luxurious dinner. This was… as if a piece of her soul was being slotted back into place.

Hinata looked back… and her eyes widened in stark horror.

One inch.

He'd only put one inch inside of her, and there were still many, many more to go.

Sasuke smirked. Then, he thrusted his hips forward, slipping another four inches of fat cock inside of her.

Her vision seemed to go white for a second. If he wasn't holding her hips in a death grip, she likely would have slipped and fallen to the ground. "P-please!" she whined, fingers gripping the table almost tightly enough to rip out chunks of wood.

"Please what?" Sasuke said.

"P-please… s-stop…" Hinata whimpered. "It's- it's-"

"Shut the fuck up." Sasuke said. "You don't get to say 'please', Hinata. You're my little slut. The only thing you get to say is 'harder', 'faster', and suggestions for what position I'm going to screw you in next. Got it?"

"P-please-"

Sasuke grabbed her ripped and torn panties from earlier, and shoved them into her mouth. 'That should shut her up.' he thought, and continued his vicious assault on her body. No… assault wasn't a proper word, but then again, rape wasn't either - for even if her mind had to be blackmailed into doing this, her body was fully on board the 'Sasuke' train. He was hammering her pussy into submission, and there was nothing she could do to resist.

If she wanted to resist. Even if her mind had always imagined that her sweet 'Naruto-kun' would be the one to take her in this manner and with this kind of eagerness, her body quite literally went against all of her commands. When she said whimper, her mouth would let out a moan. When she said struggle, her hips would buck back against him, intensifying the pleasure for both of them.

In the end, whatever resistance Hinata had built up in between the degrading facial he'd given in her room, all the way up to entering his house, faded away like the morning mist. Slutty, desperate, loud moans were cut off only by the panties stuffed in her mouth - and she was making a show of trying to force her sexual sounds past the barrier that had once marked her innocence.

Perhaps Sasuke hadn't gotten to break her hymen - years of kunoichi training had done that for him - but he got to take everything else. Her virginity, something that he'd taken with glee (or at least, as much glee as a guy like Sasuke could show). Her pussy… ruined. Destroyed, for that was what it was. Sasuke was so big, so rough, so thick and fat, so dominating, that she doubted that any man could ever manage to give her even a tenth of this kind of pleasure - and especially not Naruto-kun.

Tear brimmed in her eyes, but they were tears of joy. She shuddered and came against him, her tits bouncing in her shirt. Sasuke reached forward, yanking down her shirt so that it bunched around her waist, and then grabbing a heaping handful of her delightful breasts. He squeezed them with gusto as he continued to thrust into her, the wooden table creaking beneath their combined weight.

"You look like you're having fun," Sasuke said mockingly, resting his head on her shoulder. She stared at him, the panties holding her mouth open, her face so red as to appear vermillion. She continued to moan, unable to respond due to the pleasure and the pseudo-mouth gag. "I'd love for you to try and imagine that the dobe is doing this to you, Hinata." he said, giving her tits another firm squeeze. "Because it's not. It's Uchiha fucking Sasuke that's giving you this kind of pleasure… and trust me, I've been in the onsen with Naruto before, and I know he wouldn't be able to match." He let out a bark-like laugh. "You'd might as well get used to seeing my face, Hinata. Unless we're doing doggystyle, of course."

The implication was lost on her, for she didn't even know what doggystyle was, but she recognized what he was saying. It was something that she herself had come to realize. This deal wasn't a deal that merely gave him the rights to her body… it gave him exclusive access to it. Her body had once been a temple of innocence and dignity, but now it was a temple to the last member of the Uchiha clan.

"Do you want me to cum inside of you?" Sasuke growled into her ear, still fucking her cunt with slow, long, deeply penetrating thrusts. "I can't decide. I loved the feeling of covering that pretty little face of yours in my hot cum… but, I could also give these juicy tits of yours a nice load as well." He gave them a squeeze for inference. "But what better way to truly mark you as mine then to cum inside of you, Hinata? Are you on birth control?"

Slowly, she nodded.

"A pity." Sasuke said. "I would have knocked you up if I'd had the chance, there's no doubt about that. I need to get started on the Uchiha clan at some point after all." Sasuke said, smirking. He continued to pound her, shifting his hands from her tits to her waist so as to give him more leverage to fuck her cunt inside out. "But… I can live with cumming inside of you, birth control or not." He laughed. "It never hurts to have a nice little tour of where my children are going to grow. Your womb is going to need some work if it's going to accommodate just how much cum I'm going to pump into you."

She closed her eyes, and looked away, her face reddening even further (if that was possible) in shame. But it was to no avail, for her constant moans were just as entertaining to him. He was really focused on working over her cunt - he didn't just want to stretch out her entrance, he wanted to make sure every inch of her inner walls was nice and loose. Loose for everyone else, at least, for his sheer size would ensure that it would always be a tight fit. But he wanted to truly ruin her. Even if she dared to turn to another man, they wouldn't be able to claim her as he had. Her womb, her body, her heart, her mind, her everything was going to become his.

Once he reached the end of his tether, Sasuke finally let himself go. Like a geyser or an eighteenth century cannon, he exploded inside of her - hot cum battering past her cervix and flooding her womb. She shuddered and came once again, convulsing against him, her head pressed against the hardwood of the tabletop. "Mmmmphhh." Her moans were still muffled, but they were delightful, and Sasuke took no small pleasure in pumping his way through the rest of his orgasm - filling her with hot white cum until her womb was packed, and then some. Someday, his children would grow there, but for now, the only place her womb was home to was a swimming pool's worth of cum.

He pulled out of her, jerking his boxers and trousers back up, and sighed. Sasuke leaned forward, giving one of her ass cheeks a resounding smack that knocked her out of her orgasm-induced stupor.

"Alright, you little slut." Sasuke said. "Get the fuck out of my house. I'll come and get you when I need you."

She yanked her panties from her mouth with a trembling hand, her face red. "O-okay…" Hinata mumbled, making to put the torn panties back on in whatever way she could.

Sasuke stopped her, ripping the panties from her hand. "No." he said simply. Before she could react, he had cupped his fingers around his mouth, and quite literally incinerated the panties with a small fireball. "You can go home without those," Sasuke said mockingly. "Maybe you'll try and hide your shame… or, you'll go home and show everyone in the village how much of a slut you are. Either way, I don't care. Get out."

Cum leaking down her thighs, clothes crumpled, hair in disarray and her face the color of Uzumaki Karin's hair, Hinata was quite the mess. "Y-yes… o-of course." she whimpered. She turned, and shuffled out of the kitchen.

Sasuke heard the door close not a moment later.