Sasuke and Sakura like a bit of... rough play... to spice up their sex life every now and then. This is one of those times.
A sasusaku au smut.
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Very 18+ due to dom & sub sex, harsh foreplay & rough penetration, cursing, bondage, & possibly some other BDSM stuff.
"You do remember our safe word; correct…," Sasuke questioned her; as if this was their first time playing this "little" game.
Sakura swallows and stares directly into her lover's onyx-colored eyes; unafraid of the retributions that would surely follow for doing so. "Yes... of course... master."
"Good," he growls. "Are you ready then... pet?"
Her heart skipped a few beats, (its rhythm growing more frantic) while her loins began to twist with sexual desire. With an aching, desperate need that only he, as her partner, could fulfill. "... yes, master."
"Good girl. Now," he said with the snap of a whip; the threaded rope dangling precariously from the ends of his roughened fingertips. "Get on your fucking knees."
The pinkette could feel her cunt clenching... as it visibly dripped down the length of her inner thighs. The young woman shifted, back and forth, on her feet... while the anticipation of what was about to come next, became overwhelming. "S-Sasuke..."
"You know how this works... Sa-ku-ra." The dark-haired male practically growled her name, while his inky eyes narrowed... dangerously. "You also know that I am not a very patient man, pet. Now... you have all of, let's say five seconds, to get on that bed, on your fucking knees, before I decide to punish you severely for your insolent behavior. You have been a very... naughty girl tonight, pet. Your Master... does NOT approve."
She swallowed and scrambled to do his bidding; her knees and palms pushing down into the plush mattress to form imprints while she gazed at her lover... almost bashfully. She waited for further instructions from him while her body grew more fevered, as time seemed to pass by slowly.
Sasuke brushed a finger over the thin straps that were secured snuggly around her midriff before pulling it taut with two long digits. Then, Sasuke tilted his head to the side (silently observing) and allowed for it to slip from his appendages, slapping down… and against her pale skin harshly; causing the poor woman to wince in pain. "Turn around, pet," he instructed next.
This time, Sakura hesitated; for far longer than Sasuke liked. The sound of the whip as it came crashing down was loud in the stillness of the air; and seconds after it made contact with its intended mark, Sakura could feel an immense stinging on the right side of her ribcage... from the harsh ropes smacking into her naked flesh by its owner.
She jumped and quickly adjusted her position, so that her ass was now facing him. Unable to see her partner any longer... Sakura was forced to simply wait and feel; which would heighten every single intense pleasure... that would come from her experienced lover.
When nothing happened however, she whimpered; her elbows nearly buckling under the full weight of her torso. "Stay up," Sasuke demanded; voice several feet behind her. She tensed; waiting.
She felt him come up behind her and his hands moving to cup one of her plump, fatty cheeks... before slapping the flesh playfully; causing it to bounce from the impact of his palm on her skin. Sakura moaned, pushing back to try and get him to move to her throbbing sex; but of course, Sasuke denied her. The Uchiha smacked her again, much more savagely this time; leaving a large, reddish bruise on her otherwise unblemished skin. She shrank in on herself slightly, while he rubbed the injury with soothingly gentle, circular movements; a severe contrast to his otherwise dominant behavior.
"Stop... being so naughty... pet. I didn't tell you to move just yet. You can't help yourself though… can you?" He leaned down to press his thin mouth against the shell of her ear. "You're just a little fucking whore… when it comes to my cock; aren't you."
Sakura could only nod in agreement; muscles growing tense as she tried to hold herself completely still. Her lover's hand trailed down to her thighs from the middle of her spine; running along the tops of her knee-high, see-through stockings. "I love these by the way. They are very sexy… did you buy them, just for me?"
"Y-yes, master. Anything for you... I aim to please you... I'm here to serve you." He grunted then grasped her by the upper thighs to pull her backwards; all the way, until her toes came into contact with the edge of the bed.
"Stay here, pet, and don't even think about moving. I'll be back shortly." She waited, and waited... and waited; for what felt like an eternity, but was (in reality) only a few minutes... at most. Then, he returned. His footfalls echoing off of the wooden floorboards, until they came to a rest beside the bed. Sakura desperately wanted to turn around but couldn't; the beat of her heart was the only sound that she could hear for some time.
Then... an icy, cold feeling against her toes caused her to yelp loudly; her eyes shutting tightly as they curled in on themselves. Her frame grew taut as Sasuke worked his way up; the cold, wet feeling continued to trickle up from her calves... to her thighs, before brushing against her slick, damp folds. She gasped when he rubbed her small nub with the cylindrical object in his fingers.
'Ice… oh, fuck!'
"M-master, p-please. It's so... (gasp, pant) c-cold," she pleaded; body shifting slightly, but halting when she felt a harsh slap on her ass. She hissed, when Sasuke did it a second... and then a third time.
The pressure on her sensitive place ceased, for a brief moment, before returning... tenfold. "How else should I punish you, pet," he growled as she screamed. "When you are such a naughty girl. I think giving you what you dislike the most... is a start."
"B-but I…"
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
"Oh, f-fuck… ahh," Sakura cried out when his fingertips replaced the ice; dividing and spreading... then rubbing her juices across her lower folds.
"Pet, you want me to fuck you; don't you," he hissed in her eardrums; fingertips moving to the top of her cunt... but refusing to enter her dripping, aching womanhood. "Do you want me to fuck you here...," her lover teased; fingertips moving upwards slightly from her slit, until he reached her— "...or perhaps you what it, right here."
"O-oh… ahh… y-yes; p-please, Master. I… ugh… want you… ahh… inside of me...," she huffed; breath coming out in waves… while her viridescent orbs closed when sensual desire took over her; mind, body, and soul.
Sasuke smirked, the look was dark and wicked, before pulling away from her; dragging the roped whip along her bare skin in the process. "I don't think so… not yet. I'm not done playing with you, pet. Just yet... anyway."
He grasped her ankle, wrapping his fingers around the thin bone, before pulling. She wheezes when her body falls (face first) onto the soft bedding, before she feels herself being jerked again. Her eyes blinked open and the first thing that she saw was the bright, white of the ceiling above. Sakura turned her head to the side to gaze at her lover expectantly, waiting to see what he had in mind.
"Stay on your back," Sasuke instructed... while raising the whip high into the air. "And spread your legs, pet." Her inner and outer thighs trembled and a small mewl escaped her parted lips, but she complied nonetheless; even with the slight fear that was growing in her belly.
"M-master… what are you…," she started; but Sasuke ignored her; his thin lips twisting further upwards.
"That... outfit of yours… is stunning on you. But I know that I can use it to my advantage. Put your arms beside your head, pet… and leave them there." She lifted her arms up and then placed them next to her head, just as he had asked; watching while her partner moved to the side... to grab something from the nightstand's drawer, before reaching for her.
Sakura remained silent, (heart beating wildly) while he used some strong bonds to tie her wrist to her intricate chest piece. The leather straps wrapped around both of her petite breasts, her neck, and her midriff tightly; to accentuate her beautiful figure. That… combined with the thigh-high, see-through stockings… made for quite the sight for sure. Sasuke stepped back to observe his work and nodded in approval before grasping onto the whip again. "Now… spread your legs." She did, though not nearly enough. SLAP. "Wider." She did, but still... not enough for his approval. SLAP. SLAP. "I said wider, damn it. I want to see you. NOW!"
Little by little, she did as she was told; spreading them as wide as her muscles would allow for her to; opening herself up to Sasuke's heated gaze and any retribution that he deemed fit to inflict upon her. His eyes were as black as the nighttime sky; endless pools of obsidian… endless pools of desire. "Good girl, pet. Now, are you ready for your next punishment?"
"Yes, Master. Punish me, please. I've been such a bad girl."
A hot shiver ran down her spine when the whip's ropes brushed against her; the gentle caress a precursor to a much more painful experience. First one side, then the other; until he drew his arm back and—
"AH!"
Warm tears formed in the corners of her eyes; the pain from the whip against her pussy and thighs, mixed with the pleasure of it snapping rapidly against her swollen, distended bundle of nerves. "Sas—"
SLAP!
"Damn it! Oh, f-fuck!" Sakura's arms yanked forcefully against the bindings; tears finally falling from the corner of her eyes as she ground her teeth together. Her eyes flashed to him, when Sasuke placed a soothing hand on her burning flesh. He met her gaze head on.
"That's not my name. Are you done? Or do you dare to continue…?"
"I'm… (pant) not… (huff) done… (growl) yet." Sasuke leaned down and grasped her chin in his hand roughly, before bringing her lips close to his. His eyes slid down to the puckering flesh, but quickly came back up; his thin lips twisting... yet again... into that deliciously sexy smirk that always seemed to drive her crazy.
"Then what do you say?"
"Please," she begged of him but he shook his head; his long fingers coming between them to pinch her thigh in retaliation. She hissed as a response.
"Not quite, pet. Do I need to find other ways to torture you? Or have you gotten it yet?"
"G-get it?" This time, both his thumb and pointer finger pinched her clit; sending the female into spasms, while her legs and head tossed wildly to the sides. Sakura cursed repeatedly under her breath as he continued his assault while her arms pulled at their bonds; to little avail.
"I want to hear you say it."
"I… ahh… oh!" She couldn't think… let alone articulate the required response to his demands. Her want… no, her need to come... was far too great to ignore. Sakura attempted to lift her hips up, but was unable to get her legs and feet into the proper position; due to Sasuke being directly in front of her. She groaned in frustration, and moaned loudly when the male removed his hands from her sex.
She watched, eyes lidded, as Sasuke pulled his zipper down and then removed his girth from the restricting fabric. His thick and swollen cock was dangling proudly between his legs; his eyes focused solely on her while his hand moved into position.
Sasuke began to pump his shaft, slowly at first, before picking up speed. He moved to her side... using slow, precise strides... before brushing his hand against her quivering desire. He brought his hand up, before giving the skin there a harsh slap. She jerked and winced, but whimpered when Sasuke replaced the sting with gentle caresses. He did this… repeatedly; all the while, his hand remained wrapped around his thickness, until she couldn't take it anymore.
She swallowed her pride… propriety be damned at this point. "M-Master," she panted; eyes lowering to his… manhood. "Please, will you…"
"Say (grunt) it, pet. I want (groan) to hear you... fucking say it!" Sakura licked her lips; watching intently as his muscular frame moved into position directly above her; pushing and spreading her wide and opening her up to him.
"Please, f-fuck (sigh) my… pussy… master."
With zero time to react, the woman screamed when he sheathed himself fully within her tight cunt. Her swollen lips stretched painfully, but that was soon replaced with pleasure when he began to move at a rapid speed with his hands grasping onto her ankles to hold her legs apart.
In and out he moved; the friction caused her to reach her peak sooner than she would have anticipated; but still, Sasuke continued. Taking everything that she had to give... and then some... before giving Sakura just as much in return.
As they lay there in bed together, several hours later... (and both finally sated) Sakura contemplated this while wrapped in Sasuke's warm embrace; her head resting on his chest as she listened to the sounds of his slowly (steadily) beating heart; trying to rest her aching body.
Their relationship may have been unconventional, but the love (and trust) that they shared with one another, went far beyond anything that either of the two could have ever imagined.
That is why she trusted him so explicitly, and why they were able to partake in such… saucy affairs. Because without their love, it would all be entirely meaningless.
Author's Notes - and just as a friendly reminder:
If any of my stories sound like your own writing or another you have read I apologize; but I didn't copy anyone else's work. This... and everything else... are entirely my own creations.
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