Hello my faithful readers! I know it's been some time. I was in vacation and then focused all of my writing energy on my big novel. But I'm back now (hopefully)! I wrote this chapter based on a very inspiring pm whose author gave me this idea.
Chapter 10: Punishment
Itachi returned a few minutes later with a tray, carrying a bowl of ramen and a cup of water. He handed the tray to me and I took it silently. Itachi sat back down in the chair, picked the scroll back up and continued to read it.
I though only stared at the bowl of ramen. My stomach growled and demanded food but I just stared at the ramen without touching the chopsticks.
"Hey Sakura, do you want to eat some ramen with me?" Naruto grinned at me brightly. We had returned from a mission and were walking through the streets of Konoha.
"Only if you treat me" I replied. I didn't want to go with him but my stomach was growling and I didn't have anything against ramen.
"Oh… Okay!" I gave him a smile and walked ahead to Ichiraku's while I heard him pulling out his purse. Quickly I pressed a hand against my mouth to suppress the giggle. As annoying as Naruto could be, he also could be really cute sometimes.
My eyes had watered up without me noticing it as the memory flashed through my head. I missed Naruto and Konoha so bad it was arching my heart.
"Sakura, is everything okay?" My head snapped up and I quickly wiped the unshed tears away before I looked at Itachi as emotionless as possible though I knew that I was failing miserably.
"Yes…" I pushed the bowl of ramen away. "I'm not hungry though." I couldn't eat it. It brought up too many painful memories. And there was this one fear pressing its way into my head: I would never be able to eat at Ichiraku's again. I would never be able to talk and joke with Naruto and my other friends. I would never be able to walk through Konoha's streets again. Never. Because I was a prisoner of the Akatsuki and as soon as I would be used up and they wouldn't need my body anymore, they would kill me and throw me away like garbage.
"Are you sure you are not hungry? You haven't eaten in quite some time" Itachi inquired.
"I am not hungry" I repeated. And of course my stomach decided to betray me right then and grumbled loudly. Itachi just raised an eyebrow at me.
"Eat, Sakura. You have to keep up your strength."
"I don't want to" I replied stubbornly. I couldn't even look at the ramen without getting a painful stab in my heart, so how should I be able to eat it?
"Eat, or I will force you to" Itachi threatened. I glared at him. Of course he didn't understand. He was a rogue after all, he didn't have a home which he missed, he didn't know how it felt to miss your friends so much that it literally hurt and that a simple meal was enough to trigger painful memories.
Silently I picked up the chopsticks and pulled the bowl in front of me again. Suppressing tears I started eating.
"Happy?" I asked with hatred dripping off my tongue after I had finished eating.
"Hn." He didn't say anything else but placed the scroll aside and stood up to take the tray before he walked out of the room.
I waited a full minute before I stood up and walked to the door, trying to open it. Of course I couldn't. Examining the door I found a tiny seal placed on the lock. It required Itachi's chakra or the door wouldn't open. Huffing in frustration I stepped back and tried to open the window… with the same result. I was locked into the room.
I then noticed that I was still naked. Blushing I stepped to where my clothes were placed neatly fondled on the desk. Quickly I dressed into them and immediately felt more comfortable.
Not a minute later Itachi came back.
"You will continue healing me now" he decided and without waiting for my response, pulled his shirt over his head, released the seal and lay down on the mattress. Sighing I nodded and started healing.
The day quickly came to an end. After the healing session I walked to stand next to the window and stared out into the darker becoming landscape. Heavy clouds covered the sky though it didn't rain. There was a small forest nearby but other than that the surroundings seemed pretty bare.
I quickly became tired but I didn't want to fall asleep in his presence. Also then I had to ask where I should sleep. I was afraid of the answer. I was afraid that he would tell me that we would of course share the bed and that it was my task to warm him up or whatever.
But soon I couldn't hide the fact anymore that I was dead tired and I yawned greatly.
"You should get some rest and sleep" Itachi said as he of course noticed the yawn.
Hesitantly I turned around and stared at the bed, nibbling at my bottom lip. "Where shall I sleep?" I would have loved to sleep on the hard floor or in the chair as long as I didn't had to sleep next to him.
"In the bed, I will sleep on the floor." I stared at him surprised. That wasn't what I expected he would say but I wouldn't question it so I nodded relieved and walked into the bathroom that was attached to Itachi's room to get ready for the night.
In the beginning I had problems falling asleep because I listened to every sound I heard, afraid that at any moment Itachi would crawl up beside me, start kissing and undressing me… But he didn't do anything like that and so I fell asleep peacefully.
In the next morning Itachi brought me breakfast, before he told me that Sasori wanted to see me. Biting my lip I nodded and followed him out of the room, down the hallways and to Sasori's workroom where he made his puppets. Luckily it wasn't the room with the steel table.
Sasori opened the door and looked at me smirking.
"Come in, doll. Itachi, you can fetch her up in three hours." THREE hours?!
"Hn." Itachi closed the door behind him and thus left me alone with the puppeteer.
Sasori walked to his desk and gestured me to follow him. I stood next to him, with my hands crossed in front of me.
"Undress" he ordered.
I blinked. "What?"
He looked at me with that cold, annoyed gaze of his. "I won't repeat myself, doll."
My left eye twitched. "Why do I need to undress? You only have to build that puppet of me; you can do it without me being naked."
"No, because to do so I need to see and measure your whole body, without the clothes altering the result. Now don't test my patience girl and get undressed" he said warningly.
I hesitated only for a second but knowing that I'd end up naked anyway I dressed out of my clothes until I was completely naked. Sasori nodded satisfied and got his tools ready: Measure tape, wood, rasp and some other pieces I didn't recognize. Sasori took my body measurements, wrote them on a piece of paper and sat down at his desk to start working.
I shifted and crossed my arms in front of my chest. The air was chilly and I was cold.
"Don't move, don't speak. I don't want you to distract me." I sighed at his words and received an ice cold stare from Sasori in return. This would be hard. I wasn't exactly a patient person and couldn't stay still for too long. Luckily I was trained to not move for a long time as shinobi.
Like a statue I stood next to the puppeteer, watching him work. I tried not to make a single sound and not to move a muscle to not disturb him. The first hour went relatively well – until my nose started to itch and I really had to scratch it. I moved my arm.
"Did I allow you to move?" Sasori growled. He didn't look up but he sounded irritated.
"But I have to scratch my nose!" I protested.
Now he did look up and glared at me. "Did I allow you to speak? Apparently I didn't make myself clear enough or you are just deaf."
This made me snap. Angrily I glared back at him. "I just have to freaking scratch my nose! No big deal!"
I had crossed a line. The next second I flew through the room and crashed into the wall. Groaning I scrambled on my feet, holding my spinning head. The impact had left a crack in the wall.
Sasori calmly walked to me, like the predator walked to its fallen prey. His expression scared me endless. "Looks like I need to teach you a lesson again, doll" Sasori growled and his voice sent shivers down my spine. Shakily I got into a defense position. No matter what, I wouldn't let him inject me with any of his drugs again.
"Oh? Do you really intend to fight me?" He smirked in amusement. "You are more stupid than I thought."
He ticked me off, the anger overwhelmed the fear for a moment and I clenched my fists but I had to keep a cool head to not charge recklessly at him. After all I didn't even have chakra. I glanced at the door. It was closer to where I was and Sasori hadn't locked it. So I bolted at the door, the exit, my way out of this.
I didn't come further than a step. Invisible strings pulled me back. I struggled but couldn't move. My heart sank. He controlled me with his puppet strings. I was trapped.
Fearfully I looked over my shoulder at him. Sasori only needed one hand to keep me in check, with his other hand he pulled out a syringe. I panicked.
No, no, no! Please no! I struggled against his hold again but couldn't break free. The tiny blue strings were stronger than steel. And Sasori was controlling just the right limbs to leave me motionless.
"Don't do this!" I called out desperately. Why couldn't I have kept my big mouth shut? Why did I need to insist to scratch my nose? Why had I provoked him? I was so stupid!
Sasori stood in front of me now. He smirked cruelly at me before jamming the syringe into my arm, pushing the liquid into my system. I hissed – and waited three horrifying minutes without daring to take a breath, staring at Sasori fearfully. What did he give me?
Then my legs started to shake and turned weak. I groaned as heat shot through my body. A moment ago I had been cold, now I was sweating. Lust and desire washed over me and pushed away the anger and fear. Screwing my eyes shut I moaned softly. It was familiar. He gave me the drug that raised my pleasure.
A peek at my other arm made me look up. Sasori had jammed another syringe into my arm. What now? What did he inject me with additionally? Was it the drug that turned pleasure into pain?
My legs were jelly and only Sasori's jutsu held me upright. But then he dropped the chakra strings and I crashed down on the floor, panting hard. I felt myself getting wet quickly between my legs, my pussy twitched in need, and a suppressed moan escaped my lips. My body was shaking so hard I couldn't even stand up.
Sasori started to undress himself. He took off the cloak, the shirt, and the pants until he too was naked. I couldn't stop myself from staring at his puppet body that was in a weird way very attractive. I started rubbing my legs.
"You want this, don't you?" Sasori asked, pointing at his hardening cock. I wanted to glare at him but instead I whimpered in need and nodded lustfully. He kneeled down between my legs.
"Tell me that you want me to fuck you, doll." He rubbed his erection against my entrance. Moaning I dug my nails into the carpet.
"I want you to fuck me Master Sasori, please!" I begged him huskily. Sasori smirked and I screamed in pleasure when he thrust into my dripping pussy. He groped my breasts while fucking me hard. I moved my hips to meet his rough thrusts, gripped his red messy hair, pulled him down and kissed him wildly. Every sensation in my body was heightened. I only felt hot, burning desire and wanted to come, wanted to come so badly. My release neared quickly but for some reason I was not able to fall over the edge. Sasori pounded into me grunting, sucked my neck, pulled at my nipples. He was drawing close as well. He then found my sweet spot and hit it again and again. It made me scream in delight and pleasure. I was standing in front of the edge of my release. But I couldn't fall over. No matter how hard and how often he hit my sweet spot, I didn't get my release. I was crazy from lust. I burned from desire. I wanted to come!
Sasori groaned loudly as he came and shot his seed into my womb. He stopped moving. I blinked, still trapped in the cloud of pleasure. Slowly I realized that I hadn't come yet. I was still craving. My body was hot, almost glowing, and covered in sweat. My clit was hurting from unfulfilled desire. My nipples were rock hard.
Sasori pulled out of me and dressed back into his clothes, smirking down at my sweaty, panting, shivering form, with his cum and my juice flowing out of my pussy.
"What… What was the second dote you gave me?" I asked breathlessly.
"A poison I had created for Sayo. It blocks you from having your orgasm. So technically, even though your body screams for release because of the first drug, you won't be able to come as long as the other drug is in your system." I opened my mouth but didn't know what to say as my brain only slowly preceded the words.
"How… How long will it affect me?"
Sasori shrugged. "Five, maybe six days" he answered, clearly enjoying my misery. I paled. Five to six days, surrounded by lustful men who only wanted to fuck me but I would be blocked to get my release? It would be torture! It already was torture!
I was too weak to even stand up, my hand twitched downwards between my legs and brushed against the swollen, pulsing flesh.
"We still have one hour and 45 minutes" Sasori said and I was forced to stand up by the chakra strings. "You will not move or speak. If you do, I will inject you with the pleasure drug again and let you suffer. Did I make myself clear?" I nodded. His cum and my juice was flowing down my thighs. My nipples were painfully hard and I clenched my hands to keep them from moving to my nipples or my clit, to try to get the release Sasori was denying me with that drug.
"Good." The puppeteer sat back down at his desk and I stood next to him. After a while Sasori stood up to measure my chest again. While doing so he touched my breasts. It sent shivers down my spine. I had to press my lips tightly together to not whimper or moan. Teasingly he brushed his thumb over my nipple and smirked cruelly and sadistically at me, waiting for me to slip up and thus give him a reason to torture me again. It took all of my self-control to resist this burning desire to touch myself between my legs, to not moan, to not give into this strong feeling of lust and desire, to not grow weak.
The minutes passed painfully and I was glad about every second that went by without me breaking Sasori's rules. I stared at the wooden torso Sasori was creating and focused my whole attention on it, trying not to think about my twitching pussy, my hard nipples, the desire running through my body… It was hard. But eventually the three hours were up. But Sasori didn't stop working. Another minute passed. I got restless. Would he keep me inside this room forever? I wanted to tell him that the three hours were up but was too afraid to open my mouth and say anything; afraid that he would inject me with the pleasure drug again.
Someone knocked on the door.
"Sasori, I'm here to take back the girl." I've never been so glad in my life to hear Itachi's voice! Irritated Sasori looked at the clock. He only seemed to have noticed now that the three hours were up.
"One more second!" he called out and stood up. "Get dressed." Thankfully I grabbed my clothes and quickly dressed into them. Sasori opened the door and Itachi looked past him at me; at my flustered, breathing hardly, turned on form. But he didn't comment it.
"Come, Sakura." Turning around Itachi walked down the hall. Blushing I walked past Sasori but before I could leave the room, he grabbed my arm.
"Tomorrow, you'll come to me at the same time. Don't be a second late." He let go of me and I quickly walked away, feeling his stare burning a hole in my back.
I hope this chapter made up for the fact that you had to wait so long.
For those who are always asking when it will be Kakuzu's turn: He'll appear in two chapters.
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