Difficult Engagements

Chapter 5

Naruto's POV

I look around; I'm in my fathers office. It is weird the room is completely dark, it usually has a dim light caused by the fireplace. I still decide to go in because I do not want to make my father mad. He should be in here soon, I'll just start the fire for him.

As soon as I entered I was grabbed from behind and pulled to my fathers desk. It turns out one of Kyuubi's head guards was holding me down.

"What's it like being an Uchiha's whore?" my father asked, I'm so confused, where did he come from.

"What do you mean? He's my husband."

"Not yet and the whole wing of the castle could hear you begging him to fuck you. Do you know how embarrassing that is for me? A common Uchiha's whore under my house?" he screams at me.

"If I'm a Uchiha's whore you gave me to him," I'm so tired of this, what does he expect of me? He gives me to a man I don't know and the second I start to like him he hates him.

"If I'm a whore you made me a whore when you gave me to him. You sold me." I keep saying.

"So you admit you're an Uchiha's whore? You fucked him and ruined the only thing good about you." He grabs either side of the bottom of the sun dress he makes me wear and rips it up. Exposing me to everyone in this room. I slam my legs together, squeezing as tightly as I can. I'm so glad it's dark in here.

"We didn't have sex. You signed off on him being here with me during that time. What did you expect?" I say keeping my legs together.

"You begged this man to fuck you, out of wedlock, for a whole week and you expect me to belive he didn't fuck you? You begged for him so loud that everyone could hear you." My dad took action next; he took the letter opener and cut off my light orange panties. Yanking the shreds off of me.

My instincts take over. I started to slash out. I even started kicking Kyuubi. It was all in vain. The guard held me tighter.

I am so scared, I scream "Help!"

I know no one will.

"Do not struggle, it will hurt more." My father said to me, No. He can't be doing what I think he is. I struggle more, my father calls over more of his guards. One comes with a vile that holds a weird smelling liquid.

"Relax." My father says. The guard that brought the vile poured some of the liquid onto my father's fingers.

Itachi told me about this, its preparation liquid. When the Omega is not in heat they don't produce it themselves. The liquid does the same thing as the natural stuff. It makes the submissive really horny and helps the dominant enter them. A scientist called Kabuto created this a long, long time ago.

My dad really is going to do this to me.

I start to cry, there is nothing I can do to stop it. It seems like my father predicted it because the guards already had each one of my limbs. Two yanking my legs apart, their nails digging into my thighs as I try to keep them closed.

"Just relax, Naruto-sama." One of my father's guards said to me, reminding me that they are still here, there are about 5 of them. I was too scared of my fathers actions to remember this. I am going to be watched as my father does this to me.

My father starts to rub the liquid at my asshole, slowly like Itachi did to give me pleasure. My father put one of his fingers into my little hole. He slowly moved it around; he did not penetrate me deep; he didn't seem to go past his nail. He added another finger, and again did not go further than his nail; he stretched my hole out.

Kyuubi placed his head in-between my legs, he looked into my anus. He seems satisfied; he then withdraws his fingers from my body.

"Naruto's hymen is still intact. He is still a virgin." He says to everyone or just himself, I can't tell.

"I told you that." I spit at him.

I feel so ashamed that my nude body was shown to this many people. Some of them even got to see my most precious area. I was fully spread out in front of all of these men.

Why? Just because I was not trusted to keep myself a virgin for a couple more months. He signed off on this.

I am still exposed to this room. Dress torn, panties on the floor. Nothing covers me. He looks down at me, still ashamed of me.

"You couldn't get the Uchiha to fuck you when you were begging in heat for days?" He's now mocking me for being a virgin.

"I told you I was still a virgin. Now you seem upset about it? Do you want me to be his whore or not?"

He slapped me hard in the face, "I want you to be respectable. Something to be proud of. Not this."

My cheek hurts. He looks down on me again, at the mess he made and blames me for it. The guards let go of my limbs.

I wrapped the torn dress around me trying to cover as much as I can and got up. Nobody stopped me from leaving, showing that they got what they wanted. Why?

My dad seemed to be waiting for me here, he knew what was going to happen to me and didn't tell me. His golden hair was covering most of his eyes; it was like a gold curtain covering his shame. For some reason I cannot be mad at him for not telling me. I need someone to comfort me, so I run into my dad's warm arms.

"Daddy!" I whine like a little child who just scraped their knee.

"Baby, I am so sorry that I didn't tell you. I know I should have, but Kyuubi forced me not to. He was afraid that you weren't, and if I told you, you would tell me. That I would protect you from being shamed and cover it up by doing the search myself and of course lie about my findings." My dad said in one breath. He seems to be crying, the fact that he did not stutter was amazing.

He is so concerned with my well being, I want to comfort him and say it's alright and that it didn't mean anything, but it did. I feel so week and stupid.

"You don't have to worry… I will be fine." I lie between my teeth.

"No you aren't," he could read me like a book. "this is my fault. I set something up a little outside of town to help you. These will be your new guards for it."

"Haku and Zabuza will take you outside of town for a few days in a safe house. So you can rest your head. It's the best I can do for now." I'm quickly shifted from one place to another.

Minato's POV

I feel broken. I let this happen, not any more. I storm to my husband's office when I know my son is in the safe house.

"You have to stop doing this to him." I command him, not beg, command. "He is our son, and you will not traumatize him any more."

He just stares at me, no expression, nothing. Why isn't he saying anything? He's usually beliting me by now. I keep going.

"You're going to hurt him beyond repair. I can not stand for that any more." I huff out as bravely as I can.

I swallow, he's still silent. Why does this worry me more?

"He's going to be married off soon and you're not going to be able to control him like this any more."

He is still silent, but this time with a smirk. What is he thinking?

"Respond to me!" I command.

"Are you done?" he said in the calmest voice, as if he's talking about the weather.

"Not until my son is safe from you." MY son. I keep my ground. I'm shaking but I'm standing.

He chuckled a bit.

"What are you doing? Talk to me." I say with tremors shaking into my voice.

"I will continue doing what I want and nothing you can do will stop me." he's usually raising his voice by now. Why is he so calm?

"I will stop you." I say firmly.

He stands up out of his chair, "I'm curious now, tell me how?"

He walks up to me slowly, each step deliberate. Eyeing me up and down. He's a foot in front of me, his hand tenderly reaches out to my face. Softer than he's ever touched me before.

"Well? I'm all ears." his thumb gently stroking my cheek. His other arm wraps around my waist. He pulls me closer to him.

"Oh come on, you were starting to impress me for a second." he brings my lips to his and starts kissing me so softly. He's never been this soft before.

He stops, and looks me right in the eyes, "You don't have a plan do you?"

He lifts me up firmly, but not forcefully and carries me to his desk. He placed me on top, pushing the paperwork away.

"You came in here with no plan." he sounds so amused like playing with a toy. He lifts up my skirt, past my undies, and starts rubbing the lubricant in.

No. It's going to take effect soon.

"You know that's kind of cute," he says while rubbing generous amounts in me. Fingers teasing around there.

He stops, he never waits for it to take effect, he just thrust in. Why is he doing it like this?

"Have you started to wonder why you aren't resisting yet?"

I paused. No. Why haven't I fought him off yet.

He doesn't say anything. He just grabs the letter opener. I hold my breath. He takes the blade to my dress and starts cutting it down. It never once touched my skin, but the dress was cleanly cut away.

"Why?" I let out the breath I was holding. With the increasing adrenaline the effects of the drugs are taking place faster. I can feel it.

"Violence doesn't actually control people. It's the threat of violence that does. You won't ever actually fight against me because you know if I actually wanted to I could end your life."

He slips the dress off my shoulders. The air hits my chest, there's bruises and bites all over my exposed body. He leans down and softly kisses me, I don't fight it I join him. He's right. He could kill me.

"I can do whatever I want to you. Whenever I want," He softly kisses down my neck.

I'm waiting for him to force some of his chakra into his mark on my body, but he doesn't. He just lightly kisses over it.

"Because you can't stop me, and you know that." His hands roam around my body careful to avoid any previous injuries. Tweaking my nipples so good that I can't help but to moan.

No, the drugs are taking effect, I can't help it. I lean into it more. He looks into my eyes with kindness for the first time. I wrap my arms around his shoulders.

He one of his hands slid down to my ass, his fingers started to spread the lube deeper and deeper in me. I thrust against them. This has to be a stronger dose, it's never felt this good.

He bends his fingers into my prostate. I let out the most embarrassing seeking moan right into Kyuubi's ear. My nails dig into his back.

"Don't fight it." He is so voice husky. "Moan for me."

My legs wrap around his waist. I stop fighting it and just give in. I moan with each thrust into me. I need more. I plead with my eyes.

"Ple.. Please…" he stops going as fast, almost stopping entirely. I keep thrusting my hips on to his fingers trying to keep up the speed.

"Please what?"

"Please, fuck me." this is the first time I truely begged him to fuck me. I needed him inside me. Bad. I don't care if it's drugs.

He smirks, "Get on top."

He sits on the desk now. My legs shake and wobble getting off it. He leans back more on it to give me more room. I shake while getting on top of him. His fully erect cock is out. Usually I'm terrified of how large it is, but in this case I'm excited.

I grab it and slowly lower myself on it. He doesn't speed up at all. He let me set the pace. His hands rest upon my hips and chest. While I rock up and down fully filling myself with him. Over and over again. Fuck. It's never been this intimate before.

I lean forward to be closer to his face. Why am I doing this? I can't escape. I'm stuck here.

His hand reaches up to my face, still so soft, tears fall out. I can't stop them. I haven't cried during sex in such a long time. He's never been this kind to me. I can't help it.

"It's okay," he comforts me.

Stop comforting me. I think, but I don't dare say because I don't want it to stop. I need this.

He slowly rocks back and forth inside me while holding me. I never knew how much I needed this. I melted into this for as long as I could.

He waits for a minute, "You ready?"

"Yes." I say so softly. He grabs both of my hips, pressing his thumbs right into my hip bones. Thrusting in a nice steady pace. I hold onto his chest to support myself while rocking into it. It feels so good.

"I think it's time to switch things up."

He flips me over onto my back. My legs end up over his shoulders, while sliding my ass to the edge of the desk for easier access. He starts stroking me as he thrust into me. He keeps going faster.

"Fuck I'm going to cum" I say with out thinking. I beg without him asking me to, "Don't stop, please."

"Please, don't stop." I keep begging. I can't have him stop now. I need this. He listens to my pleas.

He keeps thrusting into me. Not stopping.

Fuck I need this. "please don't, please I need this."

He takes this as encouragement. "I'm so close. Please."

"Cum for me." he says in such a stern voice I couldn't help but follow the order. My body starts convulsing against his. I feel him filling me up too. I felt content for the first time in a long time.

"I can be as nice to you, or as mean to you as I want, and it won't matter because you can't leave me." he said coldly, without giving me any time to adjust from the pleasure I just got. It felt like a splash of cold water. I knew it wasn't going to last. He was right.

His hand goes over to my mark filling it with so much of his chakra, it's burning. He's reminding me I'm his.

He hands me the bottle and tells me to throw it away for him on my way out. My eyes widen… It's just normal lube. I feel sick to my stomach. I can't blame this on the lube. I can't blame this on my mark. That was me. I just begged the man who hurt my son to fuck me.

His smirk takes over his whole face, he knows I know.

"Tell Naruto to return from wherever you're hiding him. For your services, I'll give him a week."

"Okay." I can't break down in front of him.

I just can't. He can't see me like that. His eyes bore into me as I pick up my dress and wrap it around my body. I start shaking as I reach for the door.

I start hyperventilating as soon as I leave the office. I can't breath. I can't breath. I rush to our room and lock myself in.

Kyuubi is right, what's the point of locking it if he can just get in whenever he wants. Why bother. Why live in this fantasy world? I lock it anyway.

It makes me feel safe.

I just lay there on the bed for what feels like hours. Eventually the door opens. There was no point in locking it. I don't look over, I don't care who it is.

"Kill me." I say in hopes whoever it was had the mercy to do it.

"I can't do that." Kakashi said. "The Kyuubi has informed me you had a message you needed to send to Naruto-sama. He told me you knew where he was."

"I have other means of contact." I say, still trying to protect my son.

"He let me know that I'm your only means of contact now."

"I don't have a choice." Kakashi knew that statement wasn't for him. "Give me a sheet of paper."

He does and I write how to get there on it. I might as well be dead now. There has got to be something I can send them to let them know what's going on. I think for a second.

"Can you give them something for me?"

Kakashi's eyebrow raises, "It depends. What?"

"A bouquet of sunflowers," I say remembering an old Uchia story, "I think it will liven up the place there."

A quick flash of recognition goes through Kakashi's eye, does he know the message I want to send? Oh no.

"I can do that for you," he says. I sigh in relief. Maybe he doesn't know.

"Thank you."