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Lemon, torture, noncon warning.

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Ibiki

Second chapter of Insanity Reaps Rewards

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Walking through the security doors and entering the corridor which lead to the patient's common room Ibiki re-adjusted his grip on the black bag in his hand, feeling the objects within move reassuringly. Reaching the nurses' station he watched the patients through the glass, a nurse behind him scurrying off to find Dr. Kabuto. Within moments the grey haired bespectacled man arrived.

"Good morning, all set I hope."

A short abrupt nod from Ibiki had the man's unnatural cheer ebb, replaced by a professional attitude, Kabuto straightening his tie. "Well the room is right this way, as you asked the bed was stripped and the only furniture is the bed frame, mattress, chair, and tables, the blinds have also been pulled."

Making the room resemble an interrogation room Kabuto idly thought to himself leading the much taller man to the room.

"There will be no disturbances."

"Of course not, I have given very strict orders; my staff understands and will not do so unless it is an absolute emergency."

With a darkening gaze Ibiki turned his back to Kabuto opening the door and entering the room to slam it shut on him. Looking around Ibiki smirked dropping his bag on the narrow three foot table near the wall, quickly he went over and pulled the mattress from the bed throwing it to the ground to pull the metal framed bed up on its head the foot ending just at his chin. The long square table he pulled away from the wall to stand only a couple of feet from the standing bed. Checking the blind was fully closed and wouldn't come off the wall Ibiki faced the door feet shoulder width and hands deep in the pockets of his leather pants just as the door clicked and opened.

Sakura entered the room, a timid smile on her lips that faltered as she saw the gigantic man in front of her. The door closing behind her she was forced to step closer her neck craning upwards to look into dark eyes framed by diagonal scars across his face. Her eyes trailed from his bandanna covered hair down to his obviously muscular chest, ghosting over the lines of his leather jacket, leather pants and thick black boots, dragging her gaze up to meet his eyes again Sakura gulped when she came to the bulge in between his legs, the leather straining outwards, his hands in his pockets drawing even more attention to it. Gulping she licked her lips, feeling overwhelmed and suddenly very hot.

Ibiki smirked at her nervousness, his cock twitching slightly as she swayed before him, her tongue licking her lips. His eyes gleamed in satisfaction as he saw the flickering of colour in her eyes, her cheeks flaming an iridescent red that made her eyes shine. Her chin tilted up, shining emerald eyes holding a darkness within that spread over the entire iris darkening it until Ibiki was looking into a pair of nearly black eyes.

"Hello Inner Sakura."

One hand raised, her index finger caressing his neck, sliding down his chest she purred. "Call me Kura hot stuff."

Letting a chuckle escape Ibiki looked down at her, large hand coming out of his pocket to grab her wrist, bending down he breathed into her ear, sneering when she shivered as he whispered. "Why would I do that?"

Without warning he flung her over and down to the mattress, crossing his arms as she bounced against the mattress before righting herself to look at him from her sprawled position.

"Now that wasn't very nice now was it?"

Unfolding his hands he shrugged off his coat, watching from the corner of his eye as she sat up in rapture. Taking care to show off his muscular body he placed it over the back of the chair, his sweater and finally the body tight wife beater. He could smell her arousal from across the room, one hand swiping the bandanna from his head as he turned back to coming to stand before her, flexing his pecs without thought.

"Who the fuck said I was nice?"

Kura looked up at the fantastic specimen before, hand trailing over her the collar of her simple buttoned white shirt, kneeling in the manky white pants the hospital gave her, her whole body thrummed as she huskily propositioned. "I can be very nice if you ask."

He chuckled warmly, the sound filing the room as he squatted to his knees, one hand reaching to pick up a strand of hair and rub it between his fingers. "And why would I want that when I have a little bold bitch that needs to punished."

With a hot needy look Kura launched herself at him, smashing her lips to his in desperation – it had been so long and he was so so perfect in front of her.

Biting her lip Ibiki grabbed a fistful of hair painfully pulling her away, angling her head back to expose her neck to him, a feral grin on his face that made the young woman in his hold tremble in anticipation. "Uhuhuh I'm in charge here Inner Sakura and your mine to with as I please."

Scowling she pulled her head away before he gave her a shake, dark forest green eyes narrowing despite the pleasure from his manhandling. "My name is Kura."

"Not a chance, you're a bold little bitch that's getting to big for her pants – that's if you wear any." Ibiki's free hand cupped her mound squeezing and dipping the fabric between the creases of her pussy making Kura squirm. "None, a very bold little bitch, a little bitch that think she's in charge, pushing Sakura to the side. Well guess what my bold little bitch I'm here to put you in your place."

He sneered right into her face, a malicious glint in his eye when her spit hit his cheek.

"Fuck you bastard."

"Oh we'll get there, I promise you we will get there." The low dark tone worried Kura, he was bigger, stronger and a hell of a lot meaner but he still made her insides squirm, made heat rush through her and made her pussy wet.

Ibiki pushed to his feet in a smooth fluid motion, both hands gripping her hair tightly, painfully as he dragged her eye level to his the bulge in his pants. Hands falling on his knees Kura felt scowled as she shifted to kneel without pain, her kneecaps hitting the cold floor with a thud.

"Open my pants."

"Not a chan-Ugh."

His knee bent down and drove into her stomach lightly for him but still enough to wind her, his grip in her hair keeping her in place despite the recoiling of his body.

"I'm in charge here and you my bold little bitch are going to suck my cock. If you do a good job maybe I won't whip you too hard."

"You woul-"

He slapped her across the face, his face expressionless, one hand pulling down the zip to release his already hard and weeping cock. Kura stared wide eyed at the size of it, the mushroom head so red and smooth, the ridges of skin travelling down its impressive length and girth. It was fucking huge. Unconsciously she licked her lips, the drop of precum begging to be licked off.

"Oh my bold little bitch is playing hard huh, I can see, you want to suck my cock so fucking badly, come on be a good little bitch, suck it!

Kura bristled at his words, she didn't want to do anything, she was supposed to be in charge not him. His grip tightened, a finger harshly pulling on her lips yanking her mouth open and suddenly she was pulled forward his thick hard cock forced into her mouth, her throat closing as she began to choke on his flesh shoved so deep.

"Use any teeth my bold little bitch and I'll knock them out."

Her head ached, her stomach hurt, her knees were throbbing from the floor and her spine was bent uncomfortably but he tasted delicious, his hands guiding her up and down his length whispering to her, correcting her and praising her when she got it right, her tongue laving and her cheeks hollowed as she sucked energetically getting into the rhythm of it.

Without warning he began to fuck her mouth, ramming his cock all the way to the back of her throat, hitting it to make her gag and choke, she tried to hit his legs with her fists but he took no notice, prying her jaw wider with his hand, hitting her throat harder and harder bringing tears to her eyes. His cock grew even more filling her mouth to the point where she couldn't breathe, choking her, making her feel lightheaded. He lifted her slightly higher by the grip in her hair and on her face, hips driving against her, one last harsh brutal shove down her throat and she was spluttering and coughing harshly as he shot wave after wave of his cum down her throat. She barely heard his growl forced to swallow the bitter fluid until finally he pulled out tossing her none too gently onto the mattress where she lay with tears streaming down her face and her jaw and throat aching.

"You bastard I'm going to kill you, I'm-"

Once again she was grabbed by her hair, yanked to her feet Ibiki switching his grip to her hands as he brought her next to the standing bed frame.

Cool metal encircled her wrist, Kura's eyes widening in fear at the metal cuff. "Let me go, get off of me-Owww!"

The stinging slap on her ass wasn't dulled one iota by the thin pants she wore, bucking her ass away as he tried to slap her again. "You bastard."

"You gotta learn to behave bold little bitch." Ibiki sneered into her face, the grin that suddenly appeared making Kura worry. Dropping her hand he pulled her shirt and pants off her before she had time to react, picking her up and moving to sit on the chair lay her across his lap, naked as in the air. Struggling to get out of his grip she stopped at two painful stings to her ass, yelping and cursing him amid his dark chuckles.

"Bold little bitch is only making her punishment worse, all the better."

He dropped his ass shifting her until she was bent over one muscular thigh, the other pinning her between his legs, her ass up high in the air, spine stretched painfully as his arm pushed her shoulders down.

"Your going to do what I say, when I say my bold little bitch, you'll beg and plead and know exactly what it's like to be out of control, just like you do to poor Sakura."

Without warning his hand fell repeatedly on her ass and the soft juncture where ass met thigh, pain exploding through her making her yelp, scream and struggle, the more she did the harder he hit her, her ass jiggling and burning poker hot from the stinging slaps. Tears ran down Kura's face as curses fell from her lips until it came to the point where the burning heat was thrumming inside her instead of on her ass. She started to seek his hand, ass shifting up to meet the large calloused hand, inwardly hoping for him to reach and touch her pussy.

Harsh laughter filled the air, Ibiki standing up Kura sliding from his lap with a yelp, her burning ass hitting the cool tiled floor with a painful slap.

"Oh bold little bitch you have no fucking idea what you're in for."

Kura swallowed at those words, the heat and power from the man making her inch herself backwards. She needed to think, to come up with a plan, then she'd kill the bastard. Swiftly before she could hit him and still recovering from the blistering ass whipping she had gotten Ibiki moved and Kura found herself handcuffed to the foot of the metal bed, hands stretched high above, toes just touching the ground, her body exposed for Ibiki's dark gaze.

Turning Ibiki went to his black bag catching Kura's gaze as he slowly opened it and began to empty it. Kura stopped pulling on the cuffs and fighting as her eyes fell on what was being laid on the table. A coloured corded rope about four feet long, short handled black flogger, a large pink vibrator, vibrating wand, bull whip, riding crop, a paddle, a single strapped ball gag, a blindfold, flesh coloured dildo smaller than the first and cords of thick harsh rope.

Kura's chest began to heave, her breath coming quicker and quicker, Ibiki's hand trailing lovingly over each item before him, his dark gaze turning to her, a small whimper escaping as he spoke darkly.

"We won't be able to use all my wonderful toys but I promise I will enjoy it. The problem is where to start."

His lips pulled up into a menacing grin, his hand falling and picking up the red ball gag with an air of satisfaction, coming towards her predatorily.

"First you need to learn to shut up, at least until I want to hear you beg."

She kicked out, tried to keep him away but with his strength, power and height he simply pushed her legs aside, ignoring her curses and spit, pushing the plastic red ball into her mouth and efficiently tying the strap behind her head."

Blindfolding would have been just as fun, but I want to see the fear in your eyes as I whip you."

Kura stiffened at those purred words, head turning rapidly to catch him picking up the flogger slapping it against his thigh as he approached her, raising his hand to whip against his chest -the strands splaying out covering a wide area - stomach...and oh gods his cock. Pants unzipped and cock visible Kura watched it harden from its semi-soft state to solid skin covered marble, thick and fat as if it hadn't been shoved down her throat moments before to spill load after load of cum.

Devilishly he whirled it in front of her, sucking in a breath before he brought in down on her thighs, watching her face, catching her arm and holding her in place as he brought the biting strands of knotted leather higher and higher, it hurt and stung, Kura crying out and gasping the noise muffled by the ball gag. Over her stomach and breasts until the pain began to feel pleasant her skin turning a nice shade of red. Dimly Kura realised he wasn't going as hard as possible.

Suddenly his speed and strength increased Kura dancing to the flogger, a light sheen of sweat beading Ibiki's chest, cock jutting out proudly. With a ragged breath he flung it over on the table, ignoring Kura's sigh of relief he turned her suspended body so her back was too him. Nearing her he came to stand by her side allowing him to look at her face and body at the same time, seeing the tension in his body Kura swung wildly deathly afraid eyes bulging and pleas, whimpers and gurgled sounds coming from her the - black riding crop held before her.

It disappeared from view.

The room filled with muffled screams and the sharp brutal whacking of the crop on Kura's ass and upper thighs. Ibiki's harsh breathing filled the air, his body straining for control, his cock throbbing with the need to fuck the bold little bitch in front of him.

Too soon for his likening but to Kura's eternal relief he dropped the crop, sweat pouring down his body he turned Kura, his right hand delving between her legs and into her pussy, thrusting in and out of the extremely wet heat, rubbing her cum all over her pussy and up her stomach.

"My bold little bitch is horny after her whipping." His breathing was laboured, forcibly restraining himself. With regret he looked at the table, his beautiful toys spread out for use but delaying the inevitable was not worth it, his internal clock giving him just enough time needed but no more. Another time.

Releasing the ball gag he threw it behind him, shaking his head to clear his thoughts grinning at the spiteful look Kura sent him despite the tears and snot running down her face.

Fingers rubbing her wet heat he licked her lips taunting the bound woman as he played her body with skill, his finger delving deep and finding the ridge of flesh that made her buck.

"How does it feel, no control, begging and screaming feeling pain…..pain that made you drip, you are wet my bold little bitch. Dirty little bitch might be better. Did the pain get you off?"

An eyebrow raised in amusement Kura growling as her orgasm was denied, again and again as Ibiki spoke. His strong chest vibrating as he chuckled his hand reaching down to pump his engorged cock, smirking as he admitted.

"I had planned to make you beg for it but you know what my bold little bitch, I don't give a flying fuck."

Unable to do anything Kura tried to squirm, legs and body limp and sore from the whipping she had received Ibiki was easily able to lift her legs up, his cock tearing into her despite the amount of wetness lubricating her pussy, his girth and size were considerable. It tore and stretched her, ripping through her body without the pleasure she usually got with it, his thick arms held her tight restricting her chest making breathing hard, putting pressure on her ribs.

"Get off…stop."

Ibiki laughed at her raspy plea, enjoying the tight heat wrapped around him, the mixture of white cum and pink blood arousing him further as he laughed harshly and loudly an idea suddenly coming to him.

Pulling out he dropped her, getting the pink vibrator from the table he caught Kura's kicking legs and roughly pushed it deeply into her pussy, setting the vibrating on high her groans morphing into moans of pleasure, fixing it so that it wouldn't fall out. Twisting her on the cuffs he lifted her legs in front of him, her ass perfectly presented to him, Kura's sudden cries of realisation music to his ears as he pushed into the tight ring of her anus, filling the tight dark hole of her ass. Blood was the best lubricatant and slowly he felt his entrance ease, the muscle damn nearly sucking him in as she cried for him to stop, the vibrator massaging and tingling his cock through the thin tissue that separated the orifices.

He lost it, gave into the sensation and fucked the bound woman hard and fast, pistoning into her, his large hands bruising her legs and hips as he held her up. Harder and harder he fucked, sweat pouring off him, the bold little bitch's cries changing as he reached around and turned the vibrator too high. His balls tightened and his cock started to swell, Ibiki grabbing Kura's pussy to pinch and scrape it hard enough to draw blood – but it did the job. Just as she gave a loud agonising scream of release Ibiki roared, load after load shooting into her ass, chest heaving in exertion as he dropped her legs and grabbed the bed frame to steady himself.

Pulling his spent cock out of Kura's ass he turned her around and grunted at the unconscious woman, going to his bag he cleaned himself off with a towel, redressing and began to right the room back to how it had been. Uncuffing Kura he wiped her and dressed her laying her on the mattress with her hands folded serenely on her stomach and opening a window aired the room. Taking his time he cleaned his toys wiping each with a disinfectant and drying it before packing it away, shaking his head at the still unconscious woman he left the room, closing the door firmly behind him.

"Ah Doctor, how'd it go?"

Biting his cheek Ibiki resisted the urge to hit Kabuto, the smarmy grey haired man annoying him for some reason.

"Intense, leave her for an hour or until she leaves herself….the meditation will most likely put her too sleep."

Kabuto nodded along as they walked down the corridor, making a note in his folder. "Do you think you made any progress?"

Ibiki stopped at the security doors sneering at the shorter man, his whole demeanour shouting that Kabuto was an idiot. "Whatever method works best will not be an instant fix; it will take extensive sessions and increasing intensity. But you know that Doctor."

He stressed Kabuto's title in insult the buzzing allowing him the push the security doors open to leave, a humiliated Kabuto left in his wake trying to figure what time Uchiha Itachi would have a session with Sakura.

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