Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Control ❯ Control: Part 1 ( Chapter 1 )

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"No, please! Please, Kabuto!"

Sakura's head thrashed back and forth as Kabuto slowly ran his hands over her body, his thumbs tracing along the bottom of the gentle swell of her naked breasts. Her arms were manacled against the wall, the chill of the stone making her pink nipples stand at attention. He slowly moved his hands to cup each breast, pressing on the little pink nubs with his thumbs.

The grey-haired shinobi moved over to a nearby table, plucking up a thin, sharp scalpel. As he tested the point with one finger, a gleam of light reflected off his glasses.

"Don't worry, Sakura-chan. I'm an expert."

He made his way towards her, Sakura's green eyes shining brightly as she eyed the blade. He slid the blade softly along the line of her jaw, the cool metal a strange blessing against her flushed skin. He continued to trail the blade between her breasts, this time applying pressure. Sakura's breath caught in her throat as a thin red line appeared on her chest. Kabuto smiled, tracing the line with his tongue, making sure to collect the crimson drops that flowed down the smooth skin of her stomach. As he sucked lightly on the small wound, he reached up with one hand to give one of her swollen nipples a vicious pinch.

"Ah, please, Kabuto!"

Kabuto smiled deviously, returning to the table and picking up a thin chain with two small clasps on the ends. He dangled the chain before Sakura, grinning at the look of shock, mixed with curiosity, reflecting in her wide green eyes.

He lowered his mouth to her breast, tracing his tongue around her nipple before settling down to suckle. He teased the sensitive flesh, flicking his tongue back and forth across her nipples as he sucked, and then nipping with his teeth. He mirrored these ministrations on her other breast, giving quick, painful pinches to the nipple not receiving attention from his mouth. Sakura gasped loudly, biting her lip to hold back the moan welling in her throat.

"I won't give him the satisfaction!" she thought to herself.

Kabuto laughed and pulled away from her breasts, the sound of his chuckle reverberating through the girl's chest. He lifted the thin chain once more, the devious smile returning as he clamped the ends onto her rosy nipples, still wet with his saliva. Sakura hissed as he gave the chain a tug, her nipples being pulled and pinched and stretched as the chain moved.

Sakura's head thrashed even more violently, and she lifted her legs to try and kick Kabuto away. He chuckled at her futile efforts, gripping the pink-haired girl's legs and kneeling in front of her, sliding his body between her thighs.

"Now, let's see how you taste down here, Sakura-chan," he said with a devious grin, holding her legs tightly against his shoulders. He lifted the front of her skirt, the shorts underneath having been removed long ago, and tested her folds with a finger. She was already wet, her juices sliding down the insides of her thighs. He probed deeper, slipping first one finger, then another, inside of her. She gasped loudly and attempted to close her legs to prevent the sudden entry.

"Please, Kabuto!" she cried, tears of frustration beginning to well up.

He started moving his fingers inside her, sliding in and out with ease. Sakura's legs started to twitch and kick and Kabuto grunted as she dug her heel into his back.

"We'll have no more of that, now, Sakura-chan," he murmured, caressing her thighs in an almost loving manner. Suddenly the pink-haired genin realized that she could no longer move her legs, no matter how hard she tried.

"No!" she growled out.

Kabuto merely chuckled, taking hold of the chain that had been dangling down her stomach. As he lowered his mouth to her slit, he gave the chain a strong tug, causing her head to roll back, her hips bucking involuntarily and pushing her wet pussy into his face.

Tracing his tongue along the folds of her pussy, he tasted her juices with the relish of a connoisseur, like ripe summer cherries. He found her clit and began sucking on it, one hand on the chain, the other pushing his fingers inside. He began rhythmically flicking his tongue across her clit as he pounded his fingers in and out of her body, slamming into her as hard as he could. He twisted his digits as he moved inside her, curling them to graze against her upper wall. As he continued alternating the flicking movements of his tongue with nibbling sucks upon her clit, Sakura could feel the beginnings of climax shake through her lower legs. When Kabuto gave the chain another pull and she felt the sharp pulling against her nipples, Sakura could no longer hold back the scream in her throat and she let loose. The waves of her climax coursed through her body and she ground her hips against Kabuto's face, a tortured moan escaping her lips.

"Ka-Kabuto..." she said softly, her head lolling forward from exhaustion.

Kabuto removed his glasses, cleaning the smudges from Sakura's juices with a nearby rag.

"We're going to be having a visitor soon, Sakura-chan. I'm going to disappear for a bit."

Just at that moment, Sakura could hear the sound of footsteps rushing down the stairs to the small room Kabuto had been keeping her in. The door opened abruptly and Sakura was shocked to see the masked face of her instructor.

"Kakashi-sensei! How did you get here?" Sakura asked, the shock of seeing him pushing thoughts of Kabuto's whereabouts to the back of her mind.

"Sakura-chan, I... I'm so sorry." He looked around the room, seeing the array of tools on the table, as well as the obvious state of undress Sakura was in. When he'd heard her scream, he'd rushed as quick as he could, but it seemed he was too late. Tears were collecting in the corner of his one apparent eye as he rushed over to unshackle her. He saw the cuts all over her body and the bruises on her wrists from the manacles, and looked into her eyes with a pained expression.

He took her hand and started moving towards the doorway when he noticed that Sakura wasn't moving. "Come on, Sakura, we need to get out of here before Orochimaru or Kabuto find out that I'm here."

He wanted to fight the both of them, tear them apart for what happened to Sakura, but her safety was the most important thing right then.

Sakura looked up at the jounin sadly. "I'm sorry sensei, but I can't. I can't move my legs."

Kakashi's expression became even more tortured as he looked down at his helpless student.

"What has he done to you, Sakura?" he said, bending down to pick her up.

"Oh..." Sakura said, her expression changing to one of whimsy. "Nothing any worse than what I'm going to have him do to you, really."

Sakura had one moment to glimpse Kakashi's utterly dazed and confused look before Kabuto slid the blindfold over the Konoha jounin's eyes. Kakashi dropped Sakura in all the commotion as he tried to fight Kabuto off. Unfortunately, the Sound ninja had Kakashi's arms behind his back after a bit of struggle, binding them behind him with chakra strings.

"Well, Kakashi-sensei. So glad you could join us. First of all, Kabuto, you cheated. Secondly, would you kindly return to me the ability to control my legs?"

Kabuto smirked and brushed his hand along Sakura's thigh.

"I didn't cheat. You told me I could use any means I wanted to restrain you this time. And you were right. Kakashi was the one that actually made it in here."

Kabuto looked over at the prone jounin. "So, what are you going to do with him, Sakura-chan?"

Sakura grinned and walked over to Kakashi, straddling his body and crouching down, holding his chin in one hand.

"I think perhaps I will just watch as I let the two of you play," she purred, then bent and gave the silver-haired man a long, sensual kiss.