Background: This is set in chapter 700, Hinata is married with two kids to Naruto, the world is at peace Naruto is Hokage, but there is trouble brewing in the leaf.

"Dammit we can't do that to Naruto he has a family for Christ sake" Tsunade screamed at the council, Sakura bowing her head in disgust at the suggestion of the council. The cloud had secretly been building up there forces, while Naruto had started to disarm the leafs and the other villages. "We have no other choice, we have to meet the Raikages demands, and give him the Hyuga somehow, we can't just hand her over she has to go willingly or at least be tricked into giving him a child" an Elderly council member said . Tsunade sighed "fine this makes me sick. But the last thing I want is the peace ending, Sakura you and me will be tasked at achieving the impossible, somehow making Hinata cheat on her love of her life, and give that black bastard the Raikage a kid" she said storming out the room.

Hinata had grown into somewhat of a MILF or at least that's what she heard in whispers of kids whenever she went shopping. Standing at 5'4 the Hyuga princess was a sight to behold, her breasts had grown bigger from child birth to an impressive and back hurting DDD bra size, that still at 36 years old still defied gravity. She had let her hair grow out since she got married it now went to down to her ass, covering her shapely and plump behind nicely

. Although no longer an active ninja Hinata still kept in shape through regular exercise and had taken up yoga, to improve her flexibility for her style. Today since it was so hot she had decided to put on a rather modest summer dress, but what it lacked for in showcasing her bust it made up for showing her pale smooth toned legs.(here is the dress fs70/PRE/i/2010/364/7/a/pretty_dress_hinata_by_ )

Tsunade sama and Sakura had just spoken with Naruto apparently, and had told her she would be the new ambassador for Kumo( the cloud), a position she was very honoured with although It meant more time entertaining foreign dignitaries and less time with her husband and kids, but Sakura had assured her it was for the best and what was good for the village. Her first assignment after going to confirm the mission details with her husband Naruto, was she would be looking after the old Raikage, and keeping him busy for his 1 month trip to the leaf.

Hinata started to make her way to main gate to greet the raikage, unaware of the vile plan unfolding around her. Tsunade had already met up with the Raikage, agreed to his demands but the only way he would be allowed Hinata is if he could fuck her willingly or trick her, they wouldn't simply hand her over, Naruto would never allow it, the Raikage reluctantly had agreed to this plan.

The Raikage smiled uneasily, trying not to notice how Hinata's massive breasts bounced as she walked. She was dressed modestly, most would say, but still, the tops of her boobs jiggled as she walked out to the gate to greet him. He took a handkerchief out of his inside pocket and dabbed at his sweaty forehead, pushing all details of the sinister plot to make Hinata his aside. Tricking a woman wasn't right, but it would have to be his tactic, since he was convinced that, when such a lovely woman had a warrior like Naruto to pleasure her in bed, she would never stoop to adultery with such a homely man- for that was how he saw himself.

Hinata greeted him politely, with a touch of eagerness. "Welcome." She beamed, opening the gate so that he could slip in past her.

"What a lovely place." He said, or thought he said, as a better part of his focus was used trying not to gawk at Hinata's beauty and body. He must have said something right, because she nodded and smiled again, starting to detail the village's history and what had happened within the walls of the community in the past decade or so. Her husband, she said, was the infamous Naruto, and though the Raikage already knew this, he felt a stab of jealousy that any other man owned this magnificent creature.

All at once he realized that she had stopped talking and was regarding him with amusement, head cocked to the side. Her deep eyes were somewhat bemused, and all at once they had something both soft and predatory about them, something that made him comfortable and aroused. That didn't change the fact, though, that he had been standing here for a few minutes, some of them in silence, opening and closing his mouth like a fish while he stared at her deliciously plump lips whilst she talked.

It wasn't that he was an incompetent man. Oh, no. If anyone ever said as much (though of course they never did in front of him) he would give them such a verbal beating that they would have to crawl home in defeat. No, he wasn't stupid or ignorant. But this woman really did seem to have him spellbound with every little twitch of her finger or shifting of her lips. And even better, she seemed seriously ignorant to how alluring she was. Either that, or she was very good at acting.

"Yes, of course!" He stumbled over his words, but Hinata, being such a kind soul, only smiled and led him into the small village. He had no idea what he had agreed to, only that she had seemed like she was waiting for an answer to a question. A tour of the village, perhaps?

His suspicion was quickly confirmed when Hinata began pointing out different businesses and houses where noteworthy people lived. For what it was worth, the Raikage was trying to keep himself interested in the village, and though it was very pretty, he had admitted to himself already that Hinata was more beautiful than even the budding flowers on the trees. Every time she turned towards him to make sure he had heard her, his eyes snapped up to her face and his hand shakily stroked his platinum facial hair, which was shockingly noticeable against his tanned skin.

He knew he was decently attractive- even young women still fawned over him from time to time. He was a man with experience, and he assumed they knew that, as they seemed to get as horny as rabbits whenever they thought they were alone with him. He didn't mind the attention, not at all, but being who he was, the Raikage had very high standards in women. Not many of the village girls had really interested him enough for him to maintain an actual relationship- but Hinata.

She was so perfect, it was hard to believe she was real. Granted, she was married with two children, but you wouldn't know it by looking at her. Sure, she may have looked her age, but she still looked exceedingly youthful and was- the Raikage blushed as he searched for the right term- very…. perky for her age. He guessed- rightly so- that her sons' friends would probably fuck her with no qualms about her being married or the fact that she had, in fact, birthed their best friend. She was too hot to them, too undeniably worthy, that they would not hesitate to dive into bed with her- no matter how small they were, they would take the opportunity by the horns. He would have bet money on it.

"Yes, it's very lovely." He murmured in a silence between Hinata's sentences. He was staring directly at her ass, as she was now walking in front of him. As she swung her hips side to side rhythmically, he almost felt like he would drool. A bit of innocently pale pink lace peeked out naughtily where her kimono dipped low on her side- he could only see it when she swung her arms lightly as she walked. Just the thought of slipping off that silky kimono off of her skin- which might arguably be even silkier than said kimono- drove him crazy and gave him an erection. Or, rather, only added to his pleasure and made him stiffen further, as he was already painfully hard.

It was hard to predict when Hinata would look up, but he managed to avoid being detected while his eyes lasciviously took in every single curve of hers. And if he couldn't explicitly see it, his imagination took over. He had never kidded himself- he knew he wasn't too creative of a person, but Hinata-chan seemed to make him so aroused that he was driven to imagining the sounds she might make if he drove his huge cock into her wet-

"And this is the place you'll be staying." Hinata said, mercifully breaking off his daydream before it could get any more detailed. He almost blushed when he realized that his body had gotten so loose that he probably would have made a noise aloud if he had continued to imagine his body pressing hers into the bed. He shook his head sharply, and though Hinata shook her head in a puzzled gesture, he only smiled at her. He would NOT look at those pale, smooth legs, he would not, he would not, he would-

"I hope you'll be comfortable here." She smiled, and if she herself was uncomfortable, she didn't show it. It was odd, thought the Raikage, that this demure little vixen wasn't bothered by his presence- after all, tension among everyone was being stretched dangerously thin, and it wasn't long until one of the bonds between allies snapped. Something would be irrevocably ruined, he predicted- but what?

"What's on your mind?"

"What? The Raikage asked, shocked that she seemed to have been reading his thoughts.

Hinata blinked patiently and slowly explained, "You seem as if you have an awful lot going on in there." She tapped her own head, her shiny hair falling all the way down to her hips to curve over her plump bottom and wide, well balanced hips.

The Raikage cleared his throat, pasting on a neutral smile for her benefit. He didn't want her to think she was doing anything wrong. "Oh. There was just a bit of travel. It tired me."

Hinata nodded thoughtfully, trying to be a graceful and good ambassador. She wanted to look fair and equal to the old Raikage. And so she spoke hesitantly, but still Hinata did speak her mind. "You seem as though something is troubling you, Raikage." She bowed her head slightly, looking up at him through her thick, long eyelashes. He felt his muscles start to melt, and it took all he had as a man- both physically and emotionally- not to just confess everything he felt.

Doing so would ruin the plan. He must trick her, he knew, or have her offer herself to him, which he was fairly sure she wouldn't do.

And so he smiled again, wide and open, and at the same time very deceptively. It wasn't his nature, but since the council had wanted it this way- there was no other way this could be- he was willing to be a bit underhanded in getting what he wanted, even if it wasn't exactly aligned with his morals. And so, the Raikage lied with a smile on his face.

"Nothing is troubling me, princess. Nothing at all." He leaned down- he was much taller than she- and pressed his lips against hers. For a brief second, so quickly that Hinata later could not be sure if it had happened, his tongue slid over her sweet lips. He was intoxicated by her, but he had just enough strength to pull back and walk past her, thanking her again for the tour.

He left Hinata blushing and internally reeling. Naruto was her truest love. She was married! What would he think if he could see what had just occurred?

The Raikage sighed, and for a moment he wished he had just broken the council's rules and pressed her up against the wall. He knew he could make her scream far louder than Naruto ever could- but would she admit that she loved it, or would she be so paralyzed by fear that her body shut down and she would not realize that the waves of pleasure were stronger than any that had ever gripped her before?

He headed towards the room that Hinata had pointed out to him and slid open the door, sliding it back in place quietly as he came in. He knew the rooms around him were probably empty, as they were eerily devoid of noise at the moment. He supposed it made sense, as they didn't trust the Raikage fully (they being the council, he thought) and would make sure to have him isolated whenever possible.

He turned from the door and nearly had a heart attack to find someone on his bed. The first room was a place to drink sake, to relax, to eat dinner, but through the open screen door he saw Sakura lounging on his bed. Somewhat awkwardly, he noted. He knew immediately what she was doing here and why she was doing it. Yet, he wasn't going to say no to a good fuck, he thought vulgarly with a smile.

He walked closer, shutting the bedroom door slightly behind him. "And why are you here? I didn't ask for you, Sakura." The Raikage raised his blond eyebrows. His eyes ran up and down her body, which wasn't as desirable as Hinata's. "Not that I'm complaining." He said neutrally, his eyes lingering on her lacy, revealing lingerie. "But you already had some damn fine eye candy show me around."

Sakura gritted her teeth. She knew he was playing around with her on purpose, saying demeaning things just because he could. And though she took marriage seriously, anything to keep the Raikage happy was a plus- for the village, and therefore for the entire nation and nations beyond. One ripple could set off a hundred wars between friends. Sakura knew this well. And lately the tension was unbearably thick- she knew that they were on the verge of breaking out into battle.

So if she could keep the leader of another village happy, she would- ugh- have to fulfill his every wish. And, as Sakura considered his smirk, she realized he was a man who would have many. She watched as he pulled off his shirt with stiff movements, very business-like. She may as well have been a sex doll, she thought wryly.

"Scream as loud as you like." He said to her as he unzipped his pants. So she was wrong, then- she was something less than a sex doll… she was like a servant to him, something to fuck while he closed his eyes and imagined Hinata's ass bouncing in front of him, her rose-petal lips parted as she gasped for breath and begged for mercy.

Before she could even rethink what she was allowing him to do- and she had had a lot of time to think about it while waiting for him- he grabbed her hips and pulled her across the bed. A slight sheen of sweat covered his dark skin from the demanding hike around the village and it's surrounding territory. He smelled musky, and Sakura wrinkled her nose, unsure if it was an attractive smell or not.

His rough voice brought her back to the bed. "Crotchless, hm? Did you think of everything?" He sounded surprised. Sakura looked up and saw the Raikage contemplating her with somewhat new eyes. It was quick to fade, though, and soon he was aggressively pushing her against the edge of the bed. He bent her over the end of the bed, her feet planted on the floor. Her toes curled instinctively as the chill of the hardwood hit her bare soles.

She half turned, as if needing to see what he was doing- to make sure he wouldn't do anything extraordinarily evil. He didn't notice at first- his cock had lolled out of his jeans, now uncontrollable. It stuck straight out, and it was probably no bigger than the average man's, but since Sakura did not want him inside of her, it looked excessively huge and harder than it should've been.

He suddenly caught her looking and spun her around so quickly that her head spun. Before Sakura knew what had happened, she had been pushed to the ground as if she were as light as a sheet. And his erection was being rolled across her lips- one of his hands was on the hilt, and the other in Sakura's hair. He had no intentions of making her suck him to reach orgasm, but Sakura still felt bile in her throat. An odd mixture of disgust and hate, and faintly, anticipation and lust. But overall her loyalty shone through in her movements, and instinctively she pulled away.

He tightened his grip on her hair and pulled her back to him, so that she was unsteadily forced onto her knees and hands. "Do it." He commanded, shoving his member against her lips, teasingly rubbing pre-cum on her lips. She felt fear surge through her- he was strong, and easily capable of snapping her neck. In the next moment, she was enraged that she had for one second thought she was not capable of defending herself. Sure, he was… massive. But she was strong, too.

Impatiently the Raikage pulled her head back and used the hand that previously stroked himself to pry open her mouth. Her jaw was clenched, so there was a bit of resistance, but the Raikage was strong and barely noticed it enough to care. He thrust his cock into her mouth, and did not hesitate to shove himself down her throat.

Sakura, choking, had to grudgingly inhale, which meant somewhat sucking him. Her teeth scraped none too delicately against his skin, but as he moved his hips back and forwards, he couldn't be bothered to punish her further- this was enough, he decided. He was face fucking her now, and Sakura felt, against her will, tears forming at the edges of her eyes from sheer panic and pain. She was making a wheezy sound- she couldn't barely breath. Every time she tried to inhale, there he was again, giving her a break for about a second and then pushing himself deeper down her throat. She bit down hard as he moved, and contrary to causing pain, he moaned.

His eyes were closed, obviously thinking of Hinata. She was extremely irritated that she had brought him any kind of pleasure. She pulled back, resisting his strong grip. His hands slid out of her hair willingly, to her surprise, but it was short lived. "You're right. That was enough to make you wet." He panted teasingly, removing himself from her throat with a tight popping noise. Sakura struggled to get up, but he quickly grabbed her hips and once again bent her over the bed. His thick finger slid inside of her. He chuckled heartily. "You're so wet, you dirty whore."

He knew that sometimes womens loved being called such names in bed- it made them freaks. Sure enough, Sakura blushed- he even leaned over her to check. But was it from arousal or anger? He couldn't find the heart to care. He rubbed the head of his member against her clit, making her yelp loudly in shock. He had done it very suddenly, very uncaringly. The Raikage smiled. "You may yet be a good girl, Sakura."

She bit her tongue at the sound of his lips speaking her name. Her hands gripped the sheets, and she felt those aforementioned tears still pooled at the outer corners of her eyes. "Just do it." She snapped. Sakura didn't want this- but she didn't really have a choice. She did it for her village, her children, her husband…

Sakura blinked the tears away, but fresh ones would soon appear as the Raikage pushed his cock deep inside of her. She hissed in pain at such an abrupt entry, and hated herself for being aroused by any of this. It was hard not to be, she reasoned, but still. His hand snaked around her waist and deftly fingered her, flicking her clit. The other rested on her hip to keep her in place, and so he could have leverage to thrust, which he was already doing very strongly.

She felt herself slicken even further, but she bit her tongue harder so that she wouldn't make a noise. She would not give him any more of herself than her body. He didn't deserve it. Sakura tasted blood, but she still chewed on her own tongue. Unfastening her lingerie top- useless, really- his lips ran down her spine, knowing it would annoy her. It was fun to feel her body stiffen, to resist his insistent thrusting. Yet he knew somehow that she did in fact like it, no matter how faintly.

He slowly pulled out of her, his hands flying off of her. For one blessed moment, Sakura opened her eyes and inhaled deeply, sighing in relief. Was it over?

Of course it wasn't. The Raikage turned her around and spread her legs so widely that she made a small mewl of discontent, to which he only laughed. "Such a cute little thing." He pouted, leaning down to suck on her clit briefly. Her back arched against her will and she let out a soft cry of pleasure, before realizing that this wasn't her husband and it wasn't a good thing. She growled at him to cover up the yell, but he had already heard it. She couldn't take it back, couldn't snatch it from the air.

He smirked down at her infuriatingly. "I never did say…. thank you, Sakura, for some entertainment. Your village is awfully boring." She opened her mouth angrily to reply but he had already inserted himself once again, pounding into her with all he had. He was very persuasive, Sakura thought grouchily, though she could barely think at all, much less breathe normally. "Fuck… you…" She said coolly, though her tone was more strained than she would have liked.

"You're already doing that." He cooed to her almost sweetly, as demeaning as ever. He gripped her hips and moved his hips so fast that Sakura couldn't be sure it wasn't by some act of magic. How could anyone move this fast? Coupled with his raw power, it made for a very painful experience. But she felt herself getting closer to climax as he fucked her mercilessly.

"STOP." Sakura demanded, but even she heard the breathiness of her voice, felt herself lean forward so that her breasts were rubbed raw by the sheets. She couldn't stand, but the Raikage had thought of that and was doing a good job of holding her up.

He stopped. Completely stopped, with his cock still curved deep inside of her. He leisurely bent over her figure. "You're not done until I say you're done." He whispered right in her ear, before sucking on her earlobe and biting her playfully. She coughed in disgust, jerking her head away, but it didn't deter him. He took her nipples in his hands and played with them very quickly, before straightening a bit and placing both hands on the bed. Bracing himself for the encore, Sakura thought bitterly. A few tears had escaped at the sheer pain and wrongness of it all.

"Ahhh… No… No!" She yelled, the hot pleasure growing warmer and more frenzied. He bucked into her sloppily, like an animal mating. It was primal, it was rough, and Sakura wanted it to be over and wanted it to last at the same time. She didn't have a choice, however, because the Raikage tightened behind her and breathed more heavily, though he could control the sounds that threatened to emerge.

And very suddenly, without warning, Sakura's pleasure spiked and reached a pivotal point. She moved her hips desperately, suddenly without any thoughts. When you were this hot, you couldn't think anymore- or if you could, it was only of the pleasure radiating from between your legs. She felt herself moving backwards into him as he thrust, and in compliance he fucked her all the harder, using a strength even the Raikage didn't know he had.

She screamed as she came, and the orgasm lasted for a few minutes at the very least, the pleasure swelling around her like music, reaching a crescendo as the Raikage came inside of her. At the feeling of the hot liquid tickling her heat, she gasped needily and humped the bed, cursing as she felt the intense heat move deeper inside of her. When she was done, she lay limp against the bed. The Raikage pondered her form and pulled out, white splattering Sakura's ass. He smacked it, laughing breathlessly.

"Good girl." The Raikage crowed triumphantly.