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14. Hardskills: Week 3 - Dark Sins – The Dungeon
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"Hey Sakura! The tea's ready!" Anko opened the door for her to let her in.
"Hi Anko! Great, here I bought some fresh dango from the new stand in the main street. Kurenai mentioned lately it would be the best."
"I bet she's right!" The older kunoichi laughed as they walked into her open living space.
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They sat down outside on her terrasse for their ritual.
"So what do you think about the leather harness I gave you?"
"Suprisingly soft and rough at the same time. You were right, it creates a very erotic friction when you move. And it looks quite sexy."
"I'm glad you like it! Keep it. It's a present for Suna." Anko winked at her and took a bite of dango.
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As their snack was finished the two women went downstairs and Anko opened a secret door behind a shelf in the room with the bar and the pole.
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"Do never tell anybody about this room. Whatever happens inside, stays inside. Got that?"
"Yeah, of course. I'm afraid I don't want to know what's behind that door."
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Anko shoved her through the door. "Oh come on, don't be a baby!"
Sakura stepped in and stopped in her tracks, her mouth wide open and her eyeballs nearly popping out.
The older kunoichi chuckled, closed the pinkette's mouth and spoke: "It's just a dungeon, Sakura! Calm down and breathe!"
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It was a dark-grey room without a window, it was only lit by some candles and red lamps in the corners. On one side there was a king-size canopy bed with crimson satin sheets and cushions, it was lit with a red lamp on each nightstand. One wall was decorated with all kinds of BDSM items and had a rack full of sex toys. On the other wall there were a St. Andrew's cross, something like a vaulting horse and metal bars. In the middle of the room there were chains and a ring with three spokes hanging down from the ceiling. There were a bench, a clothes hanger and a desk next to the door.
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"I didn't know you have something like that. Wow."
"What of it! Many adults have a play room, Sakura." The older kunoichi shrugged.
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"I never thought about that." Sakura looked dumbfounded.
"Have a look around! Ask me whatever questions may rise." Anko smiled friendly.
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Sakura went to the rack full of toys. She had never seen someone having such a huge assortment at home.
"Why do you have that much lube?" The pink-haired girl seemed clueless.
"Each is for a special occasion. That one here is the same you got. It's universally usable and smells and tastes like vanilla. This one here has a cooling effect due to mint oil, which makes an exciting change for example during a long play when applied to the right body parts, otherwise it could sting a little first before it increases the sensibility. The same goes for this warming gel, which contains ginger extract. And what we have here is especially made for anal pleasures, it lasts longer and stays slippery. Also the contents help to relax faster. This other one is eminently designed for the usage with silicone toys and that one over here has the perfect pH-value of the vagina, just in case you're a little irritated." Anko talked like it was the most normal thing in the world.
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"Honestly I've never thought about that." Sakura admitted.
"If you want to try something out, just take it. Everything is clean and sterile." The snake summoner winked reassuringly at her.
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Sakura inspected the collection of butt plugs.
Anko took the initiative and spoke "Usually you start with a small one, then increase the diameter until you feel comfortable with each. When you reached the size of a man you're bodily ready to have anal sex, but the main part is the mind. If your head says no, you won't relax enough and that could hurt badly. Otherwise if you're eased enough you and your partner will be able to reach heights you've never seen before. You need to trust your partner and you must communicate. He needs to know how you feel and if it's right what he does and how he does it. Keep in mind that without proper trust and communication you should never consent to any BDSM activity in general and anal sex. Do you have any experience with something like that?" She pointed at her collection.
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"There was this one time he was taking me from behind and then he started to enter me backdoors with a finger." Sakura looked at the floor, her face was red as a strawberry.
"A finger is a good approach and a start of preparation. If you're in good hands, he knows what he does and treats you with proper care. You'll accustom to the small intruder soon and relax enough for a small plug afterwards. You'll see it's exciting." The elder kunoichi smiled at her fullheartedly.
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"But isn't it dirty, or messy or something?" The young kunoichi fidgeted with the hem of her shirt, her sudden visual interest in the floorboards increasing with every minute.
"No, usually it's not. But if you want to feel safe you can add a douche to your normal hygienic behaviour before the act." Anko showed her a small enema in one of the caskets on the rack.
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"Hm." Sakura didn't seem convinced.
"Trust me, it's totally worth it!" Anko padded her shoulder and handed her a small wooden box. "Take this. I bought it for you as a present. Open it up in Suna."
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"Ok, thank you."
"You're welcome!"
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Sakura went to the next wall of the room. "And what's that?"
"A St. Andrew's cross. You tie someone up to it, as a restriction during a play."
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The curious girl turned around "What do you do with that strange ring on the ceiling?"
"It's a shibari ring. You use it especially for semi and full body suspensions, but also to fix someone standing under it. The three spokes are practical to bind different body parts while keeping balance, also the triskelion is a symbol of BDSM."
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"What is shibari?"
"It's a form of bondage, developed from the traditional rope binding by the Japanese executive. It's also known as Kinbaku. The technics and the used ropes differ from western bondage. We use ropes made of hemp or jute in shibari, not cotton or synthetics."
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"Sounds interesting." Sakura felt the ring with curious hands.
"It is! Come on, put something more comfortable on and I'll show you." Before the pink-haired kunoichi could leave with her bag, Anko stopped her and handed her a little casket. "Hey Sakura, I thought to make the experience more real you should use that too. The bathroom is over here. Take your time."
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After half an hour Sakura came back wearing only a sportsbra and tiny hot pants, both in innocent white.
"I would have never believed I would be persuaded to wear something like that someday. It feels so weird."
"I guess you're not talking about the sportsbra." Anko chuckled.
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"NO, I'm not." Her cheeks reddened in an instant.
"I'm glad you're willing to try it out. This is a safe occasion, you know. Better here voluntary, than forced during a mission. It gets better, I promise."
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"Actually it feels kind of weird-good, or good-weird. I don't know. I can't believe I did that." Sakura hid her face in her palms.
"Why not? It's absolutely ok. Just get used to it." Again the reassuring words of the more experienced kunoichi calmed her down.
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"I guess you're right." She sighed.
"So come and stay under the ring. I'll show you some ties and knots. Agreed?"
The younger woman nodded.
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"We will start with some basics, then a futo momo, a takate kote and a karada. Maybe we'll do a semi suspension too. We'll see how you like it. Ready?" Anko went to the wall and gathered some wound up ropes.
"I guess so." Sakura laughed.
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"Ok, sit down. Put your feet together."
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The two women had an interesting morning at the dungeon, before cooking lunch together.
"Why don't you wear one of your new outfits for your class with Kakashi? I thought about the green set. It's classy, shows not too much and keeps the ladies at their place. You need to be comfortable in lingerie even in front of a man, you know?" The older kunoichi winked at her.
"Hm." The pink-haired girl stopped eating and looked startled.
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"Come on, it's just Kakashi!" Anko laughed loudly with her bowl and chopsticks in hands.
"I guess you're right." Sakura chuckled.
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Later Kakashi came by and went to the dungeon downstairs alone with the pinkette.
The task was to show her how to behave during a session.
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"I'm into mind games and D/s play. It's important for you to know the basics. Do you agree to play a little scene? Don't be afraid. Remember you have the force to intervene with a safeword whenever you want."
His posture changed. He wasn't the aloof, slouched man in the corner with his ever present book anymore, he looked more like a determining, serious and strict observer. There was a sparkle in his eye she hadn't seen before. Sakura was impressed, she had seen him many times in battle, but that was something other. That was something incredibly male, pure testosterone, dominant and predatory, more prominent due to the concealed lightening of the dungeon.
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"But you won't.. uhm…ah…" She looked like a deer in headlights.
He altered his stance a bit to sit on the desk and folded his hands to look friendlier, but still act as a teacher.
"Of course I won't. It's just a class after all, Sakura! We'll keep all necessary clothes on. There won't be anything weird."
The young kunoichi gulped. "Ok."
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Kakashi stood up. "First be comfortable with your body." He stripped down to his tank-top mask combination, his gloves and his pants. "You need to relax." There was his low, predatory voice again that drove her insane. He slowly stepped in front of her.
"Second let me guide you through this." He crossed his arms over his chest and towered over her.
"Do you trust me, Sakura?" He cocked his head to the side.
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Does he know which effect he has on me? OMG, look at that sexy sight! She didn't notice her mouth fell open.
"Yes sensei." Her cheeks blushed deeply.
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Damn, that's going to be harder than I thought. If she would knew how alluring her words can be.
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"You will follow my orders, do as I say. You are not allowed to speak unless I ask you a question. You are only allowed to answer with "yes Sir" or "no Sir". The only exceptions are "thank you Sir" and your following safewords:
If you want me to stop say Red.
If you want me to slow down say Orange.
If you want me to intensify the current activity say Green.
Do you understand?"
"Yes Sir."
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He stepped deadly close in front her, she stopped breathing. One of his hands carefully pulled her chin up to catch her green orbs with his mismatching ones deeply.
"From now on you are not allowed to look me in the eye until I say so. Do you understand?"
"Yes Sir." Then she altered her line of sight.
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"Good. What I want you to do now is to strip down to your underwear and get on your knees in the middle of the room."
She did as she was told and waited for his next order in her green bra and her more-a-thong-than-panties thing.
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"Put your arms behind your back. Face down, look at the floor." The pink-haired ninja obeyed.
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"Good. I'm going to correct your posture with my hands now. Don't startle. Do you give me your consent?
"Yes Sir."
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Behind her back he put her hands on her underarms, then his fingers applied a light pressure to her lower back as a signal for her to make a hollow-back. He did the same on her shoulder blades to emphasise her bosom. Her body trembled slightly whenever he touched her.
The elite ninja encircled her with slow, stern steps.
"Better. Sit up straighter. Let your knees point outwards and open your thighs. You need to expose your assets to your Dom."
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"I… I can't do that."
He stopped abruptly.
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"What was that?" His voice sounded harsh and angry.
"I'm sorry…"
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He bent down, held her neck threateningly and whispered abrasively in her ear. "I'm sorry, what?!"
"I'm sorry, SIR."
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He clicked his tongue disapprovingly. "I thought I told you you're not allowed to speak until I say so, Sakura. I told you to follow my commands without question."
Then he stepped back and his voice turned deadly serious and menacing. "Get your face down to the floor, hands stay on your back and raise your bottom in the air!"
She did as she was told, her breathing quickened.
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His voice became softer. "Good. Do you still trust me?" He knelt down next to her and put a strain behind her ear.
"Yes Sir." She whispered.
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"For your misbehaviour you shall be punished. Stay in this position until I tell you otherwise." There was the threatening tone again, although mixed with something incredibly sexy.
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He stood up and unbuckled his belt. Sakura thought she would die right on the spot of nervousness.
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As Kakashi turned to her again he noticed her tension. He chuckled lowly and let the strap of his belt brush over her body tantalizing slowly.
"You shall count to five."
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Then the first lash of his belt snapped down on her bottom.
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"One." It wasn't as bad as she thought. She knew he was holding back.
*Lash*
"Two."
*Lash* He chuckled dangerously low.
"Three."
*Lash* With every strike he increased the intensity a little.
"Four."
*Lash*
"AH! Five." The last one really stung.
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He put down the belt and squatted down beside her. The great copy-nin let his hands stroke her reddened bums affectionately. As he noticed the tantalizingly sparkling nub beneath her tiny panties, he had to brush it at least once with his fingers.
NO! It can't be! That little minx!
So he let his hand slide from one cheek to her other and gently pushed a little at the crack where he assumed a rhinestone plug. He hummed approvingly as he was proven right and she couldn't hold back a soft moan. Anko was right, it felt too damn good. He turned his attention back to her cheeks like he hadn't done anything other as he spoke in a deep erotic voice:
"Good girl."
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Sakura thought she would die, it was so embarassing.
Did she really moan because of her sensei?
Did he really touch her plug?
Was it even real that she wore such a naughty thing?
How was it possible that such a simple sentence in such a dirty context could drive her that wild inside?
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Then he helped her up back to her former position.
This time she opened her thighs as he told her prior. He put a hand under her chin and caressed her cheek with his thumb.
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"Look at me, Sakura."
Her eyes found his, he looked proud. "Good girl"
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Kakashi smiled at her "Are you alright?"
"Yes Sir." She returned his smile.
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Slowly he stood up again. "Good. I think you have learned your lesson. Do you want me to continue the session?"
"Yes Sir."
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He couldn't hide the smirk under his mask. "Good. From now on you are not allowed to look at me. Do you understand?"
"Yes Sir." She looked down at the floor.
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The great copy-nin pulled off his tank top and was left in only his pants, his gloves and his mask. It was obvious he wanted to test her. He walked over to Anko's equipment and took something from the wall. Sakura couldn't decipher out of the corner of her eyes. But she could see he wasn't wearing his shirt anymore.
As he returned her eyes were fixated on the floor.
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"Stand up. Focus on your correct posture."
She obeyed.
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"Put your hands in front of your body, palms facing each other."
He stepped in front of her. Her eyes cried to sneak a peek at his bare torso.
His low chuckle burnt down straight to her core. "Remember you are not allowed to look at me."
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With skilled fingers he braided her wrists together in hemp rope.
"Put your hands over your head. Good. I'm going to tie you up. Stand still. Do you understand?"
"Yes Sir." She whispered with a broken voice.
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He walked behind her and tied her arms to her shoulders in bunny-ear style. With a second rope he created a push-up effect on her bosom.
"Nice. Tell me how does it feel, Sakura?" He stood dangerously close, she could almost feel his torso brushing her back.
Sakura knew after all those years as a shinobi he must have a body to die for. Forget what she thought about her resistance due to her work with perfect male bodies, at that exact moment she wasn't immune to his appearance anymore. Her breath quickened, she tried hard to maintain her composure. She wanted to watch him, she wanted to touch him, she wanted to taste him, she wanted to waste him. How could he reduce her to animalistic needs so easily?
"Good, Sir."
He chuckled lowly and noticed her soft tremble.
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"Get down on your knees again." He helped her to keep her balance.
Then the silver-haired elite-nin began to circle her in slow confident steps to examine his work. He corrected a knot in the middle of her cleavage and hummed approvingly.
"I like that tie on you, Sakura. It suits you." Again his dark voice carved directly to her core.
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"Thank you, Sir."
He chuckled lowly. "You're welcome."
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As he finished his last round he walked up again to the wall full of items.
Kakashi stepped in front of her and his hand gently pulled up her chin again. "You're allowed to look at me, Sakura."
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The eyes of the bound girl found his before traveling over his exquisite body.
The low lightening emphasised his appearance in a dangerous, tantalizing play of lights and shadows. He was built lean and wiry with perfectly toned muscles, not too much, but impressive and a sign of ambitious and enduring training over the years as a powerful fighter. His arms were sinewy and vigorous, their power underlined with some veins. Under his well-defined pecs and gorgeous abs there was an Apollo's belt with two protruding veins and a small dark-grey highway to hell leading downstairs. The shinobi legend had a body to die for as if he was the incarnation of a chiselled greek god and he was completely aware of it.
Of course he noticed her drooling look and he chuckled lowly.
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He helped her up and removed the rope. Tenderly he massaged the rope marks on her skin.
"As a reward for your excellent behaviour I have something for you."
He pulled a leather strap with a ring and a buckle on it out of his pocket and closed it around her neck.
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"You are privileged to wear this collar from now on during playtime. You shall wear it with honour as a sign of pride, respect and submission." Gently he caressed her cheek.
She smiled up at him. "Thank you, Sir."
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"Do you trust me, Sakura?"
"Yes, Sir."
Then the great copy-nin led her to the bed in the corner of the room.
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Sakura started to tremble. No it can't be! He told me he won't do that!
She was so hot and needy, but damn, he was her sensei after all. But she wasn't so sure anymore, if she wouldn't participate immediately if he would start something. Is he struggling with the same damn desires?
He sat down, gave her a reassuring eye-crinkle and kindly pulled her to him to cradle her. Despite his peculiar behaviour she tagged along and laid her head on his toned chest. She breathed in his soothing scent and relaxed instantly. Carefully he put the sheets on them.
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In a calm, but still very sexy tone he spoke "Whatever you may do, never rush things and take your time for proper aftercare. Keep in mind it's a game with limits concerning the body and mind. Corporal aftermath could be treated with ointments and massages. But psychic aftermaths could be really bad and may surface after days. To prevent such a case a phase of recreation is always necessary for both parts.
Take your time to come back, do something relaxing, cuddle, sit together, talk about the session or whatever you may want, enjoy a dinner together before you two disperse, laugh the tension away or something like that. Just be good to yourselves." He caressed her cheek again.
Her heartbeat slowed down and her breathing decelerated, his head lay on hers and he relished the smell of her hair. The situation became so unbent they both dozed off.
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After three hours of being alone in her dungeon, Anko got curious. She knocked on the door before she peeked into the room. The two shinobi stirred from their sleep in her bed. The snake summoner smiled knowingly.
As Sakura put on her clothes again with her back to the two jounin, Kakashi cocked his head to the side, silently pleading Anko to never talk about what she had seen. The older kunoichi just smiled and gestured her mouth would stay shut.
"Are you two hungry? I've made some chicken with broccoli and rice. Just come upstairs." Anko left.
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Kakashi turned to her and said in his ordinary calm voice "I could use some food indeed. What about you?" Then he put on his shirt and smiled at Sakura.
She forced herself to not let her eyes roam over his perfect body, at least to not do it again. Of course she failed miserably.
"Sounds good." Her voice was a bit jerky.
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Kakashi pretended to not notice her longing look, while inwardly he struggled with himself.
Why didn't I put that thing on sooner? What a great idea to take it off at all, by the way. All for the sake of a single mission. Damn, that mission my ass!