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Content Warning: Contains coercion and psychological manipulation/conditioning, humiliation and degradation, non-consensual sexual themes, sadism and forced witnessing, graphic violence and torture (including genital mutilation), blood and bodily-fluid focus (hematolagnia), murder, and sexual activity occurring in the presence of severe injury and a corpse/death.
Reader discretion is strongly advised.
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"Haaah… haaah…" Natsuhi panted heavily. The intensity of her orgasm and the release she had spilled moments before left her body trembling. She sagged forward slightly, her elbows buckling as her forehead dipped dangerously close to Hotarubi's crotch. Lost in the lingering waves of pleasure rippling through her, she barely registered how close she was to him.
Meanwhile, Kanzou slowly withdrew his fingers from her as slick strands of her release stretched between them and her fluttering entrance for a brief moment before snapping.
"Ahhnn…" Natsuhi moaned weakly. The sudden emptiness made her shudder, her remaining strength draining away as her knees and elbows shook. She felt herself starting to collapse.
'No… no…!' Panic surged through her.
If she fell like this, she would end up on top of Hotarubi. The thought horrified her. His bloodied body would touch her, her face would press against his crotch, and her own pussy would be forced down onto his face. The idea was unbearable.
'What if he got a taste of my pussy…?'
Even though she had already spilled over him moments earlier, that felt different, detached. The idea of actually collapsing onto him, of being that close to this pervert's mouth, made her stomach twist with dread.
She definitely didn't want him to taste her pussy.
But at this point, wanting wasn't enough. Her body had gone weak, and she could barely control herself anymore. Panic and fear surged through her as she cried out, "Kyaaa… n-no…!"
Just as she thought something unthinkable was about to happen, she suddenly felt herself lifted into the air. Her body hovered dangerously close to Hotarubi's, but never actually touched him.
Turning her head, she realized why. Kanzou's hair had grown out, coiling firmly around her thighs, waist, and shoulders, lifting her and holding her in place to keep her from collapsing onto Hotarubi.
Her eyes fluttered half-shut, pleasure still lingering on her expression, as she breathed out softly, "Haan… Kanzou-sama… y-you saved me… I really thought I was about to touch this disgusting man…"
"Fufu… of course," Kanzou chuckled softly. "How could I ever allow my beautiful Natsuhi, who belongs only to me, and not to some pathetic man, to fall onto him like that?"
He leaned closer, guiding his fingers, slick with her own juices. "Here, Natsuhi… have a taste of your pussy juices."
"Haaai…!" she nodded, shame flushing her cheeks as she opened her mouth, letting him slide his fingers inside, and she began to suck them eagerly, lapping and coiling her tongue around him in slick and erotic motions.
Chu… slurrrp… shhh… lick…
"How does it taste?" he asked, his other hand caressing her trembling, sweat-slick back.
"Mmm… mhh… I-I didn't know… slurp …my juices tasted this good…" she murmured around his fingers, her words broken by soft sucks and greedy licks as she cleaned them thoroughly, tasting herself mixed with his skin with a fervor even she hadn't known she possessed.
"Hmm… is it as good as my cum?" Kanzou asked, amused.
"Mmm—ehh… n-no…" she answered quickly, her voice thick and broken. "Mhh… y-your precious cum tastes better… slurp …it's the tastiest thing in the world… m-my juices can't compare at all…"
"Mmm… good girl…" he hummed, clearly satisfied. "Now then… I'll let your pussy have a taste of my cum. You want it, don't you?"
"Y-yeshh… mmm… I want it… want it so much…" she nodded eagerly, her words slurred and breathy. "P-please… slurp …please fill my needy pussy with your precious cum, Kanzou-sama…"
"Very well, then…" he nodded, pulling his fingers from her mouth with a wet pop.
She looked reluctant to let them go, but there was nothing she could do. As Kanzou withdrew his hand, he began to free his erection.
Natsuhi turned her head back with glazed eyes, eagerly waiting for her pussy to be filled. She watched him work his way out of his trousers and boxers, licking her lips as she tasted the lingering trace of herself. Then, by chance, her gaze dipped downward, and she froze, "!!!"
Her face was perilously close to Hotarubi's crotch.
Earlier, she hadn't noticed at all. Her eyes had been closed, her mind lost in pleasure. But now she saw it clearly, and realized that she was close enough that the foul, musky stench reached her nose and made her scrunch it in revulsion.
'It smells disgusting, weak and pathetic,' she thought, nausea rising in her throat. 'Nothing like the addictive, powerful, dominating scent of Kanzou-sama's cock.'
Relief washed over her as she realized Kanzou had saved her in time, before she could fall into the trap of such a pathetic man and lose herself to feelings she shouldn't have, forgetting that she existed only to serve and worship Kanzou.
She let out a shaky breath, debating whether to beg Kanzou to pull her away, to tell him she no longer wanted to be positioned over someone so disgusting. Just as the thought formed, her eyes caught a subtle movement.
Twitch
The crotch in front of her twitched; there was no mistaking it. Revulsion surged through her.
'Eww… this disgusting man… how dare he…' she thought darkly, anger mixing with hatred as her stomach churned. Turning back, she looked up at Kanzou and asked, "Kanzou-sama… c-could you give me a kunai?"
Kanzou, who had just finished removing his pants and boxers and was preparing to line his cock at the entrance of her pussy, paused. He looked at her with clear confusion. "A kunai? What do you need a kunai for at this time?"
Natsuhi hesitated, shame flickering across her face, but she answered anyway. "Haah… this pathetic man… h-he has an erection. It's small, so it's not very obvious, but… his crotch is twitching. He definitely has one… m-maybe he's even about to cum."
"Huh? Oh?" Kanzou sounded amused by the revelation and couldn't resist mocking Hotarubi. "Hmm… Hotarubi-san… I didn't realize you had such a fetish. Did you get erect listening to Natsuhi moaning and being made to cum by a man who isn't you? Or is it because you've finally realized you can't have her anymore, that she doesn't belong to you at all, and so you're clinging to pleasure through hers? Have you truly accepted defeat and become a cuckold? Hahaha…"
"It's because this man is pathetic… and clearly a creep," Natsuhi said heatedly. "Even after I told him I belong only to you, Kanzou-sama, he's still getting an erection. He's definitely a pervert…"
She spoke without realizing how deeply her words cut, the damage they inflicted on the man who, in another path, would have become her husband and the father of her only child.
"Yeah… he really is pathetic…" Kanzou nodded, unable to hold back his mocking laughter. He slipped a hand inside his jacket, pulled out a kunai, and handed it to her. "Here. Take it."
He already had a sense of what she intended to do, and the thought only amused him further.
"T-thank you…" Natsuhi took the kunai and clenched it tightly. With a look of pure disgust, she stared at the twitching crotch in front of her. Then, without hesitation, she brought the blade down, plunging it straight into Hotarubi's crotch.
Kssh—!
Kanzou felt a chill run through him despite himself. 'There was no hesitation, women really are terrifying…' he thought grimly. Even he, after everything he had done to Hotarubi, after reducing him to this state, hadn't gone that far. But Natsuhi showed no mercy, driving the kunai home as searing pain tore through Hotarubi's body.
It was a pain unlike anything Hotarubi had ever felt. It wasn't just physical; it struck deeper, shattering his pride, his sense of manhood.
Being humiliated by Kanzou had already reduced him to nothing. Now, even the last proof of his masculinity had been destroyed by the very woman he loved. The blow to his pride was so severe that, despite the wound being elsewhere, he violently coughed up blood.
Puff!
"Not enough… not enough…" Natsuhi murmured. Unsatisfied with a single strike, she withdrew the kunai and drove it down again. Blood splattered as she repeated the motion several more times, ensuring that the pathetic man's family jewels were completely destroyed.
"Gahahahaha…" Kanzou burst into laughter, watching as Natsuhi utterly ruined Hotarubi's crotch while stroking his own erection.
The sight of her merciless violence against Hotarubi, especially against Hotarubi's masculinity, stirred his arousal even further.
For a sadist like him, the scene was intoxicating, so arousing that his cock throbbed hard, aching as if it might burst.
"Haaaah…" he exhaled, the urge for pleasure surging through him.
Caught up in that need, he paid no attention to what Natsuhi was doing, whether she was still venting her fury on Hotarubi or not. He placed both hands firmly on her waist while digging his fingers into her hips and, using his hair wrapped around her like living restraints to keep her suspended in bondage, he guided his cock to her entrance.
Her pussy was small but swollen, slick, and leaking with need, and he knew just the way to satisfy that need, which he did by pressing forward and pushing his cock inside her in one powerful thrust.
Plop!
"Aaahnnnn~" Natsuhi moaned as her back arched sharply, her toes curling and her head snapping up.
The sudden stretch in her womanhood left her feeling weak as her arms lost all their strength, and the kunai slipped from her fingers, clattering uselessly to the ground.
She ignored all that, even ignored the gory state of the ruined crotch before her and only looked back at him with a dazed, aroused expression and gasped his name, "K-Kanzou-sama… y-you are—"
"I can't hold myself back… I need to fuck you," he said, feeling her tight, small pussy clamp around him from all sides.
Even though he had fucked her many times over the past few days, her pussy obviously hadn't adapted to his size. Such a thing doesn't happen so quickly. As a result, her insides were forced to stretch to accommodate him, and it hurt her, but he didn't care and continued to push forward without restraint, driving deeper and deeper until he struck her cervix.
"I… I can feel you… so deep… it feels… aaaahh… good… haannn…" she squealed, dazed with pleasure and pain as the sensation overwhelmed her.
"Fufu… is that so?" he chuckled, pulling back while keeping her steady before thrusting into her again.
Plap!
"Hyaaannn…" she whimpered as saliva slipped from her lips and fell onto Hotarubi's mutilated crotch. The sight filled her with revulsion and anger, and she pleaded with Kanzou, "K-Kanzou-sama… p-please… pull me away… ahh… I-I don't want to see that pathetic man's tiny, ruined cock while you fuck me… nngh… p-please…"
"Alright," he agreed easily. Without pulling his cock out of her pussy, he manipulated his hair to lift her away from that position. He drew her back against his chest, wrapped one arm around her stomach, and held her suspended in a firm, restraining, full nelson hold. Turning away from Hotarubi's mutilated body, he asked, "Better?"
"Hhannn… y-yes…" she nodded, her eyes glazed with relief and satisfaction.
Suspended and held aloft by his hair, she felt completely stripped of control. The sensation was strange, unnerving, yet intensely erotic.
The best part, she no longer had to look at that pathetic man and could finally lose herself in the pleasure of being taken by the man she loved and worshiped.
"Well then… I'm going to fuck you properly now," he said, and added whispering into her ear, "As I do that, make sure Hotarubi-san hears just how good I am at fucking you, all right?"
"Geez… Kanzou-sama…" She felt almost speechless at how intent he was on proving his superiority over that pathetic man. Unable to help herself, she said, "Isn't he just pathetic? What's the point of proving you're better than him? Even if I don't say it out loud… I already know he isn't even half the man you are."
"Fufu… did you hear that, Hotarubi-san?" Kanzou laughed. "Natsuhi thinks you're pathetic, not even half the man I am. Hahaha…"
His laughter deepened when he noticed Hotarubi coughing up more blood in response to Natsuhi's words.
Puff!
"Hahaha… I think, at this rate, the cause of his death would probably be coughing out too much blood…" chuckling mockingly, he reached up a little, squeezing her small breasts and pinching her hardened nipples with one hand while biting at her earlobe.
"Hmm… Natsuhi is a good girl," he murmured. "You really know how to make me feel good, hm?"
"Fufu… After all, Natsuhi is Kanzou-sama's good girl," she corrected softly, biting her lip as he toyed with her sensitive nipples.
"Hmm…" he hummed in approval, more satisfied, and added, "You really deserve to be rewarded with good fucking…"
"Ahhhnn… yessh… fuck me… fuck me however you want… use me," she begged…
"Very well then…" Keeping his grip on her chest, he controlled his hair to adjust her position slightly to line her up better, for deeper penetration, then began driving his hips into her asscheeks as wet, rhythmic slaps of skin against skin filled the underground room.
Plap… plap… plapp…
Each thrust drove Kanzou's cock deeper and deeper into Natsuhi's clenched heat; every powerful snap of his hips forced her small body to take him fully as the blunt head of his cock battered her cervix again and again, causing her sweet moans to echo through the room.
"Ahhhn… it's going even deeper… my w-woombu~ It's hitting my womb so hard… hnnn… It's too much… too deep…!" she gasped, her voice cracking into high, broken whimpers as nearly all her weight settled onto him, driving him deeper in this position. The overwhelming sensation made her instinctively reach for something to steady herself for support, and she wrapped her arms around his neck, clinging to him as her body trembled from being violated by him…
Saliva dripped from her open mouth, trailing down her chin and onto her heaving breasts while her toes curled helplessly in the air.
Kanzou tightened his grip on her small breasts, rolling the stiff peaks between thumb and forefinger until she squealed, "Haaannn…"
"Tell him again, Natsuhi…" he growled low against her ear, teeth grazing the shell. "Be a good girl, and tell Hotarubi-san how much better my cock feels inside you than anything he could ever dream of giving you."
Natsuhi's hazy eyes fluttered. Even through the fog of pleasure, the command sparked fresh heat in her core. She turned her head just enough to glance at the broken, bloodied figure sprawled below, still twitching faintly, still gurgling wetly around the ruin of his mouth.
"H-Hotarubi-kun… y-you pathetic cuck…" she panted, her voice trembling with a mix of shame and vicious satisfaction. "Kanzou-sama's cock… It's so thick… so long… it stretches me so much it almost hurts… aaahn… a-and yet… every thrust of his big cock makes my pussy cream around him… hnnn… You could never do this. Even if you had managed to steal my love from my beloved Kanzou-sama… you'd never have made me feel this full… this good… not with your pathetic little cock…!"
Plap! Plap! Plap!
Hotarubi's body jerked again, weak, convulsive, like a dying fish, as another dark gout of blood bubbled up from his lips.
Kanzou laughed darkly, "That's right... gaaahh—" he paused to let out a groan of pleasure, before continuing, "Keep talking. Let him hear how wet you are just for me... and how he could never ever hope to make you this wet…"
Natsuhi's inner walls fluttered hard around him at the words. Juices gushed out with every withdrawal, coating his shaft, dripping down his balls, splattering onto the stone floor.
Schlick… schlick… plap…
"My pussy… It's being forced open so much by your big cock… haaan… it wants your cum so badly… please… please fill me… fill me with your precious semen… aaahhn—!" she cried, her nails digging into the back of his neck.
"Yeah…? Haaah… haaah… don't worry," he replied between sharp breaths. "I'll fill your needy pussy with my cum." His pace turned brutal as he drove short, punishing thrusts into her, each one slapping wetly against her ass.
Pla! Pla! Pla! Pla!
"I-I can feel it… building again, Kanzou-sama… I'm going to cum again…!" she cried as she felt herself cresting toward another peak.
"Fufu… is that so?" he replied. Abruptly, he turned her around to face Hotarubi once more and issued his command. "Then go on… cum." He pinched her nipples hard enough to draw a scream from her. "Cum on this pathetic man's face, and tell him who owns this little cunt forever."
Her entire body seized. "K-Kanzou-sama… It's Kanzou-sama who owns me—who owns my cunt… it belongs to you forever… ahhnn… I'm cumming… I'm cumming again for you, Kanzou-sama… aaaahhhhhnnn—!"
Her pussy clamped down violently, spasming around him as hot fluid burst out in forceful surges, splashing across Hotarubi's chest, throat, and mutilated face, drenching him once more in undeniable proof that her pleasure came from Kanzou alone.
Splatter… splatter… squelch…
As she squirted out more and more juices, her head fell back against Kanzou's shoulder, mouth open in a silent scream as aftershocks ripped through her.
Her walls milked him desperately, fluttering, pulling, begging, as he sped up his thrusts, driving her to the brink. Her eyes rolled back, her expression blank with overload. "Ahhnn… too much… too much… I'm going crazy…"
Kanzou groaned, his hips faltering as the tight, rhythmic clenching dragged him toward the edge as well. "Fuck, Natsuhi… I'm about to cum too…"
"I… I'm ready…" she gasped, barely able to think straight. "F-fill my pussy with your precious semen…"
"Haha… all right… then take it all…" he snarled. Just as she wanted, he slammed into her one final time, burying himself to the hilt, his cockhead pressing flush against her cervix as he came hard.
Spurt!
Thick, hot ropes flooded her depths, painting her womb white.
Spurt! Spurt!
Each powerful pulse drew a whimper from her lips as her overstimulated walls twitched around the surge. Excess spilled out around his shaft, dripping in thick, pearly strands onto Hotarubi's mutilated face below like obscene rain.
Gush… gush…
Natsuhi shuddered violently, tears slipping down her cheeks as the intensity overwhelmed her.
"K-Kanzou-sama… there's so much… it's filling me… so warm… so full… hnnn… I can feel it deep inside… claiming me…"
Kanzou held her there, buried to the root, making sure she felt every last throb as he emptied himself completely. Only when the final, weakened pulse faded did he slowly withdraw, his softening cock slipping free with a wet, obscene pop.
A thick stream followed immediately, pouring from her swollen, gaping entrance and cascading down onto Hotarubi's blood-streaked body in slow, viscous trails.
Natsuhi hung limp in the embrace of his hair, panting harshly, her eyes glassy and unfocused.
Kanzou pressed a slow, possessive kiss to the side of her neck.
"Good girl," he murmured, his voice rough with satisfaction. "You took it all so perfectly."
She managed a weak, trembling smile and turned her head, nuzzling softly against his jaw. "Since it was Kanzou-sama's semen… it's only natural for me to take it all so perfectly," she murmured. Then she extended her tongue, slowly licking his neck as she asked in a breathy tone, "But Kanzou-sama… you're not satisfied with just this, are you?"
Kanzou chuckled, squeezing her breasts possessively. "Fufu… why don't you just be honest and say you want me to violate you more?"
She looked up at him, her eyes brimming with love, lust, and devotion. Biting her lip, she answered softly, "I'm not worthy of demanding something like that… I'm only good enough to be useful to you. If you want to use me… I-I'll willingly do anything…"
Kanzou thought briefly, 'Hmm… maybe I pushed the submissive angle a bit too far.'
But the thought didn't bother him. If anything, it fed his ego. Having a woman so completely devoted was deeply satisfying, and even without genjutsu, he knew he would have shaped her into this eventually, as he had done with his late Jōnin Sensei, fellow squadmate, or that Kunoichi of Sunagakure whom he widowed during the second great shinobi war.
So in the end, it didn't matter at all.
"Hmm… well… I do want to use you more," he said slowly, "but there's something I want you to do first."
Natsuhi tilted her head, waiting for him to continue. As long as he wants her to do something, she'd definitely do it…
"You remember why I brought you here in the first place?" Kanzou asked.
"Ah… that's right…" she said, startled. He had mentioned a task before bringing her here, but everything that followed had pushed it completely out of her mind. Only now did it resurface. "What was the task?"
"The task…" Kanzou smiled cruelly. Leaning close, he whispered into her ear while gesturing toward Hotarubi, "The task I brought you here for is simple."
His voice dropped to a chilling murmur.
"I want you to kill him."
"Kill… him?" Natsuhi echoed, staring at the man Kanzou indicated. She froze, clearly not expecting the task to be Hotarubi's death.
"That's right," Kanzou said calmly. "I want you to kill him. You can do that, can't you?"
Natsuhi blinked, silent for a moment, then nodded. "Um… if this is what Kanzou-sama wants of me… then I will do it."
She had no trouble mutilating Hotarubi's genitals; in fact, she had taken a disturbing satisfaction in it. It eased the anger and frustration she felt toward him for daring to take her away from Kanzou. So why would killing him be any different? Wasn't this exactly what she was supposed to do?
"Fufu… good," he replied. He loosened the bindings of his hair and lowered her back onto her feet. "Then go on. Pick up the kunai you dropped earlier… and put an end to his life."
The moment he set her down, her hips, still weak from the relentless pounding, failed her, and she collapsed onto her knees. "Aahh…"
His semen inside her pussy also leaked from her because of the collapse. It trailed down her inner thighs and dripped on the ground.
"Aah… such a waste," She sighed, reached out with a finger, and scooped some up, licking it clean. His cum was precious. How could she allow it to fall like that? She didn't want to waste a single drop.
Slrrppp~
While savoring the taste before lifting her gaze towards the Kunai on the floor, then to Kanzou standing behind her, as she sucked on her own finger.
"Go on," he urged. "Pick up the kunai."
"Umm…" She nodded and tried to stand, but her legs trembled and gave out beneath her. "I… I can't stand…"
"Then crawl," he said, a sadistic grin curling his lips.
'C-crawl?' Heat rushed to her face at the thought. Crawling felt humiliating, and she hesitated, but when she noticed his sadistic smile, she understood. 'Kanzou-sama wants to see me like that.'
Wanting to please him despite the shame twisting in her chest, she swallowed and nodded. "O-Okay…"
She stood on her hands and knees and crawled toward the fallen kunai while feeling very ashamed.
Kanzou watched in silence as she moved across the floor like an animal, her naked body swaying with each motion. The sight was enough to make him erect again, but he remained patient and only stroked himself, not hurrying to plunge his dick inside her pussy.
'I'll fuck her again after she finishes killing Hotarubi.'
Reaching for the kunai, Natsuhi picked it up, "Got it…"
Using the stone platform where Hotarubi was bound for support, she pushed herself to stand on her knees, lifting her gaze to his mutilated body.
'He is in really bad shape,' she thought.
Kanzou lowered himself beside her and wrapped her in his arms from behind, pressing his chest against her small, sweaty back and resting his cock between her asscheeks as he addressed Hotarubi calmly. "Hotarubi-san… you can go to the Pure Land in peace. I'll take good care of Natsuhi. I'll make sure to fuck her plenty, don't worry. You won't be forgotten. Every time I fuck her, I'll remember you… and everything I took from you. Thank you for being such a failure of a man and leaving me a woman this beautiful and devoted."
Natsuhi briefly wondered why Kanzou bothered speaking to him at all. 'Did a pathetic man like him, who tried to steal me from Kanzou-sama, deserve such words?' Then she caught the tone beneath them, the mockery, and understood. 'Kanzou-sama is mocking Hotarubi-kun…'
'Anyway…' she thought, shaking her head.
She raised the kunai, ready to plunge it through the man's heart.
But just as she was about to plunge it down, hesitation seized her.
At the same time, memories also flooded her mind in a sudden rush: the first time she met Kanzou, the training they did together, the first mission the two went on, the day they were caught in the rain… everything from the moment he took her virginity up to now.
As those memories of herself and Kanzou resurfaced, a wave of sadness washed over her, melancholy, heavy, and confusing.
Tears slipped down her cheeks, leaving her unsettled. 'Why am I crying?' she wondered. 'Kanzou-sama is right behind me… he's holding me…'
She didn't understand it, but the memories made her hand tremble as well.
"What's wrong?" Kanzou asked quietly. "Why are you hesitating?"
"It's nothing," she replied, forcing a bitter smile. "It's probably just the lingering effect of the jutsu this pathetic man tried to use on me… to steal me from you."
"Hmm… is that so?" Kanzou murmured. Leaning in from the side, he licked the tears from her cheek, making her flush with embarrassment, and something sweet she couldn't quite name. Then he spoke softly, "That's exactly why you have to kill him with your own hands. Once you do… you'll finally be free of the lingering effects of the jutsu he tried to place on you."
"Um…" she nodded, fully accepting what Kanzou said.
Unbeknownst to her, a cruel, sadistic smile tugged at Kanzou's lips as he waited for Natsuhi to drive the kunai into the heart of the man she truly loved.
"Go on," he murmured, his hand caressing her skin sensually. "Plunge it into his heart."
"O-okay…" she replied, lifting her gaze to Hotarubi once more.
For some reason, his entire body trembled violently. Natsuhi assumed it was fear, fear of death. She didn't care.
"This is what a pathetic man like you deserves," she said coldly, "for daring to try to steal me from my Kanzou-sama. Remember this, you pathetic man… the one and only person who owns me… It's Kanzou-sama… not a cuck like you and no one else!"
Hotarubi coughed up blood one last time, his body shaking as betrayal crushed him, but Natsuhi didn't see it that way.
Biting her lip, indifferent to whatever thoughts or emotions remained in him, she brought the kunai down in a single, decisive motion.
The blade pierced straight through his heart, ending his miserable, pitiful life in an instant.
"I hope," she added quietly, almost like a prayer, "that in your next life… You won't be as pathetic as you were."
"You really are kind, Natsuhi… even praying for him as he died," Kanzou murmured, biting lightly at her earlobe.
Natsuhi didn't respond. Instead, a sharp pain tore through her chest, as if something precious had just been destroyed. She didn't understand the feeling and quickly dismissed it as the final remnant of Hotarubi's jutsu. Deciding to erase it, she chose to drown herself in pleasure and closeness with Kanzou.
"Kanzou-sama… he's dead," she said quietly. "I killed him. The task is complete."
"Hmm… since you carried it out so faithfully," Kanzou replied, his hands roaming over her chest, "I suppose you deserve a reward."
"Y-yesh… mmm… please reward me…" she nodded, desire stirring again.
"Fufu… I will," he said, standing up. He glanced at Hotarubi's lifeless body and grinned before kicking it off the stone platform. The corpse tumbled away and hit the ground with a dull thud. "Your role is finished."
Natsuhi flinched at the desecration of the dead, momentarily stunned, but she said nothing. A part of her understood that Hotarubi had somehow deserved it.
After kicking the body aside, Kanzou pulled her upright and guided her back onto the stone platform. "Come on," he ordered. "Stick out your ass… be a bitch… arch your back."
"L-like this?" she asked, spreading her legs and lowering herself into the doggy position exactly as he wanted.
Hotarubi's blood still stained the stone beneath them, but neither of them paid it any mind. If anything, it only heightened the thrill, fucking on the very platform where he had died, where they had killed him, over his blood.
It was revolting… and yet intensely arousing in its taboo and degradation.
"Hmm… that's right," Kanzou murmured, licking his lips as excitement flared. "Perfect."
He lined himself up and plunged back into her in a single, forceful thrust, burying himself deep inside her once more.
Plap—
"Aaahnnn… Kanzou-sama… you're inside my pussy again…" she moaned as her back arched deeply, her knees threatening to buckle beneath her.
"Fufu…" Kanzou chuckled. He grabbed her hair like reins, yanking her head back painfully as he drove into her again and again. Each brutal thrust sent ripples through her ass, made her small breasts jiggle, and left her entire body trembling with pleasure.
Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap!
"Ahhann… so rough… aahhhnn… haannnn… nggghhh… hnnn… yesshhh… yesshhh… aaaahnnn… ahahhhhhnnnnnnnnn~"
…
Somewhere along the borders of the Land of Bears—
"Chidori!"
The sharp cry of thousands of birds screeching at once tore through the air.
Zzzzzzzz—
Hazuki, disguised as Natsuhi of Hoshigakure, pulled her blood-soaked hand from the man's chest. His body collapsed to the ground with a dull thud.
With the last target on her side eliminated, she turned to check on her companions.
Souta, who had taken Hotarubi's form, appeared to be finished as well, which brought her a brief sense of relief. Shin, however, disguised as Akahoshi, was still fighting. He was chasing down the final enemy, preventing him from escaping.
Unlike Hazuki or Souta, Shin was visibly bloodied. Yet the manic grin on his face hadn't faded as he swung his sword relentlessly.
"Dammit… dammit… dammit…" the fleeing ninja muttered in panic, attempting one feint after another in a desperate bid to escape.
"Hah…" Shin snorted, pointing at his eyes. "In front of these eyes, all your actions are meaningless."
The man met Shin's gaze for just a moment, and that hesitation was fatal.
"You shouldn't have gotten distracted," Shin said calmly as he struck.
Thud.
With the final target down, Shin let out a breath.
Hazuki stepped forward. "Let's clean this up and head back."
"Yeah…" The other two nodded and began clearing the battlefield, preparing to return once the job was finished.
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Lemon ongoing, powerstones please!!!!
Let the power stones count surpass 150 within the next 24 hours!!!!
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