A/N- Hey! I hope you guys enjoy this yuri foursome scene. I'm not sure if I really needed to write this, but the idea popped into my head so I thought I would just do it. I mean, more chapters can't hurt, right? Anyways, I hope you enjoy. Oh and be warned, this one might get rough ;)
Time: After Marked Plans
Temari squinted, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes, and tried to understand the sight in front of her. She gritted her teeth, her head aching at the thought of her precious sleep being interrupted. In the doorway, Temari could make out three figures, who were standing around, shifting on the balls of their feet. In the dim light of her room, the lighter hair of two of the figures reflected the torchlight, which only made the one with darker locks seem to absorb the shadows. Even from the largish distance between her bed and the doorway, the soft eyes of the girls were soft against Temari's skin.
"Temari?" the girl in the middle batted her long eyelashes at her.
Round hips that led to long, slender legs gave away the identity of the girl. And her bright blonde locks helped a lot as well. Ino stood there awkwardly, with a pleading look on her face. To her right, and Temari's left, was a cute brunette. Tenten hid herself behind Ino's boldness, timidly watching for Temari's answer. And on the other side of Ino, the usually loud Sakura quietly looked at Temari with the same pleading look, her teeth sinking into her bottom lip. Her hands rubbed against each other, mirroring her thighs.
Temari sighed. "You must be freezing, dressed like that. Come in here" she pulled the thick covers off her abdomen, revealing the soft mattress and enticing the girls to join her in the warmth of the bed.
"Yes Mistress!" Their eyes lit up at her response. Temari raised an eyebrow as the three of them hastily crawled in next to her.
Tucking all of them in, Temari found herself smothered by the three girls as they clung tightly to her. She tried her best to ignore them and fall back into her peaceful slumber but she kept noticing the little things that stopped her from doing so. Sakura's small breaths against her neck, Ino's giant tits trapping her arm, and a strange movement of Tenten's doing. In her half-asleep state, Tenten didn't realise that, while wrapped around Temari's leg, she was unconsciously rocking her hips against Temari.
"Will you three get off of me?" her voice reached their ears over the snoring.
They rushed to untangle themselves, responding quickly to her disgruntled tone. She sat up, against the head of the bed, preparing to apologise for lashing out at them. But before she could get the words out, the sight in front of her clouded her mind. All three girls knelt at her feet, their heads bowed.
"What's wrong?" she asked, pinching her thigh as punishment for worrying them.
The three girls raised their heads slightly, looking towards each other with a puzzled expression. "A-Aren't you mad, Mistress?" Sakura replied with her own question.
Temari made a double take. "What?" she exclaimed. "Why would I be mad at you? I just wanted some room to breathe!" she waved her arms as she spoke.
"We're sorry, Mistress" Tenten tried to bow again but stopped when she saw Temari raise her palm.
"Don't be! And why are you calling me that?" she looked to them for answers. But when she met their gazes, the fractured looks in their eyes told her everything. She sighed. "What have they done to you?"
Her question seemed to hang in the air for a few moments. None of the three wanted to answer her. Temari gave up. "Never mind, don't answer that. We can cuddle if you really want to" she grinned as they relaxed their hunched shoulders.
The next moment she was tackled onto the mattress by three warm bodies. They giggled on top of her, and she couldn't help but laugh along with them. It was comforting, in a different way to when she and Shikamaru cuddled, to be with the three of them. Their soft scents intoxicated Temari, whose eyelids began to feel heavier.
"T-Temari?"
Temari turned her head. "What is it, Ino?" she asked, concerned.
"I-I'm… horny" Temari deadpanned at her reply. She sat up, once again, to look at Ino. Even as she tried hard to lock onto her face, Temari didn't stand a chance as her eyes roved over Ino's body in response to her words.
Ino watched as Temari let out a quiet gulp. "And w-what do y-you want… m-me to do about it?" she asked, making Ino snicker mischievously.
She crawled closer to Temari, getting right up into her face. "I want you to do what you did with Shikama—" she was cut off by Temari as she pushed Ino down, so her back was against the soft mattress.
"How do you know about that?" Temari growled atop of Ino's body, her hands pinning her by the shoulders. Sakura and Tenten watched the two of them carefully, never daring to interrupt the terrifying Temari.
"I saw you, that night" Ino admitted. Temari's irritated trance faltered for a second, giving way to an embarrassed blush after putting two and two together. "You were beautiful, Temari" Ino continued, breathless at the scene that played out in her mind.
Temari stared down at her. A glinting light took Temari's gaze away from Ino's mesmerising irises. Through each of her earlobes, a metal stud protruded from her flesh. Her piercings only served to remind Temari of Shikamaru. Thinking of him, Temari's heart throbbed. Temari found herself focusing on Ino's piercings for a little too long, her grip tightening on her shoulders as the possibility that Ino was closer to Shikamaru than she was didn't seem to want to disappear from her thoughts.
"T-Temar—" before she could ask what was wrong, Ino's mouth was smothered by Temari's lips. Ino moaned at the sensation of Temari roughly kissing her. She had no chance against Temari's raw passion as Ino continued to groan and squirm under her. The temperature of the room seemed to increase tenfold, as the two girls made out with each other.
"That's so hot" Tenten nodded in agreement with Sakura's observation.
Temari's eyes shot open upon hearing Sakura's voice. She pulled away from Ino, in a hurry. Her face reddened as she realised what she had just done. In the corners of her eyes, the welling of tears gave her pupils a glistening shine that revealed the thoughts behind her pupils. The reality of what she had just done froze her in place. She'd just kissed Ino. The smug face of an annoying shinobi. Ever since she had faced him in the chunin exams, he had been a real thorn in her side. But every time that he irritated her, Temari had always found herself constantly thinking about him for days afterwards; she just couldn't seem to let the thoughts of him go. And then he told her that he needed her. Her heart ached at what she had just done.
"Can I go next?" Tenten gave Temari a pleading look. As Temari tried to process what she had just said, the three girls broke out into an argument. She watched as Ino and Sakura playfully pushed Tenten, telling her that it wasn't fair that she got to go next. The scene baffled Temari, her cheeks only reddening as they continued their lewd conversation about what they wanted her to do to them.
She cleared her throat. "This is so wrong" she said, making the girls turn their heads towards her, confused.
"What do you mean, Temari?" Sakura asked.
"I mean… what about… S-Shikamaru…" her voice trailed off as they cocked their heads to the side.
Ino giggled. "Aww! It's so adorable that you miss him so much!" she clapped her hands together excitedly.
"Was he that good?" Sakura joined in.
"He must be really impressive then" Tenten noted.
Ino nodded. "When Mistress Hinata let me use her Byakugan, I saw how Temari's body bulged around him. It was like this big!" she spread her palms apart, showing her measurement. What surprised Temari, was how accurate Ino was considering that she hadn't actually seen it.
"Of course I miss him! And also, I'm not just gonna sleep with someone else whilst he's gone" she admitted through gritted teeth.
"So are you just going to let us suffer?" Ino responded with bright puppy eyes. Sakura and Tenten leaned in next to her to give Temari matching looks.
Temari looked over the three of them, noticing the rubbing together of their thighs and the fiddling of their hands as they waited, on edge, for her reply. She couldn't say that she wasn't tempted by their offer- just looking at the girls awoke a strange, yet familiar, burning in her core. In the middle of the three, Ino's giant chest completely dwarfed Sakura's and Tenten, her cerulean bra barely able to contain the milky flesh. Risking a peek, Temari's mouth watered at how the strings of the girls' thongs were almost covered by the amount of plump thigh flesh that spilled out from under them. Sakura and Ino's were especially more noticeable as their hips were definitely more pronounced than Tenten's, their round asses famous back in the Hidden Leaf.
Temari took a deep breath, preparing herself for what she was about to do. "If you're that desperate, then… fine!" she did her best to erect her persona of false sexual confidence.
The next moment, she was jumped by the three girls. Without asking, Ino pressed her lips to Temari's neck, who leant back to give her more space. Sakura went lower, taking her time to plant a kiss against each and every one of Temari's defined abs. Not left with much space, Tenten decided to caress the soft, muscled flesh of Temari's thighs with her plump lips. Temari stifled her moans as she let the girls enjoy her body, smiling at the sensation of their smooth tongues lapping against her skin. From her head's position, Temari's view was full of the platinum blonde locks belonging to Ino and the same glinting from earlier.
Staring at Ino's piercing, Temari thought back to Shikamaru. Their studs were pretty much identical. She grimaced. 'Why is this bothering me so much?' she asked herself. But deep down, she knew the answer. Their piercings were a constant reminder of their close friendship; they cared deeply for each other ever since childhood, from what Shikamaru had told her about the Ino-Shika-Cho formation and the special relationships between the Nara, Yamanaka and Akimichi clans. Before she could stop herself, Temari let out a deep, primal growl.
Whilst Ino continued to kiss her neck, Temari sunk her teeth into her earlobe, lashing at her piercing roughly with her tongue. The metallic taste that flooded her mouth encouraged her to continue as Ino's ministrations began to stutter under Temari's efforts. Ino's breathless moaning drew the attention of both Sakura and Tenten. Temari grinned as she tortured Ino, even moving her hands to pinch her sides, twisting her skin until it tinged pink. When she squealed Temari finally relented and pulled away.
"Why did you stop?" she glared down at Sakura and Tenten. She couldn't help herself as she let a smug grin spread her lips; she was really getting into this whole 'domme' act now. The two girls cowered, trying hard to avoid Temari's narrowed pupils.
"I'm sorry, Temari…" Ino's voice died in her throat when Temari turned to her.
"What do you call me?" she hissed.
Ino was taken aback by Temari's new attitude. "I-I'm sorry… mistress" she answered.
"Now…" Temari announced. She looked over the three girls. They were a fine collection of Konoha's most beautiful kunoichi. The provocative Ino Yamanaka, gifted with the ideal hourglass figure that all men drooled over and all women glared jealously at. Sakura Haruno, the heroic medical kunoichi with a cute face that mismatched perfectly with her enticing, plump ass that teased all of the men in Konoha every day like a forbidden fruit. And lastly, Tenten was the epitome of a hardworking kunoichi, but she was also desired by many a man whose type happened to be a slimmer girl who was more on the cuter side, instead of sexy. "… I think we're slightly overdressed for this occasion" she gave them all a look at her smug face.
Understanding her unsubtle order, the girls moved to undress. But when they reached behind their backs to unclasp their bras, Temari tutted. "No, I want you three to put on a show for me" she motioned for them to resume.
Looking between each other, Ino nodded at Sakura, who returned with her own curt nodding to show her agreement of their plan. The two moved in sync, pouncing on the clueless Tenten. The slim kunoichi was soon surrounded by Ino and Sakura, who didn't hesitate to plant kisses along her cheeks and neck. They ran their hands through her cinnamon brown locks, enjoying the soft mewling she let out in response.
Temari watched eagerly as Tenten squirmed under their combined ministrations. In front of her, Ino hugged Tenten tightly. The look on Tenten's face was priceless, and Temari understood why. Her own heart panged at the site of Ino's chest mashed against Tenten's, smothering her smaller bust. There was no doubt that Tenten didn't notice just how much bigger Ino's tits were as her face flushed redder and she wriggled harder to try and escape the suffocating feeling of her E-cup tits pressed against Tenten's C-cups. But she was stopped by Sakura, whose arms snaked around her waist, drawing Tenten in between her legs. Tenten's hips became trapped by Sakura thick thighs, the soft pillows of flesh intoxicating Tenten who stopped her fidgeting and accepted her place at the mercy of the two girls.
Click!
Ino discarded a lacy, cloud grey bra off to the side. When she pulled away, Temari caught a glimpse of Tenten's erect nipples, now free of their constraints, open to the lewd gazes of the other girls. Sakura leaned back, pulling Tenten down so she was lying on top of Sakura, facing Ino. Resting her chin on the top of her head, Sakura watched as Ino crawled between Tenten's legs. Ino snickered as she placed a soft kiss on Tenten's smooth abdomen before heading lower. Bucking her hips, Tenten's breath hitched as Ino came closer to her panties. Positioning her mouth where her clit would be, Ino pinched the thong in between her teeth and pulled away, smirking. Lightly grazing her erect clit, Ino dragged Tenten's last piece of underwear down her slender legs.
Letting out a wolf whistle, Temari placed a hand on Ino's shoulders, moving her to the side as she took her place between Tenten's legs. Rubbing the inside of her thighs, Temari's eyes hungrily roamed over Tenten's bare body. Over her shoulder, Ino's mouth watered at the sight of Tenten's cute, pink pussy. Sakura craned to catch any sort of glimpse, but from her position she had to settle for enjoying Temari's and Ino's reactions.
"Look at this, Tenten! This is a nice pretty pussy you've got here!" Temari exclaimed.
She looked mortified, desperately trying to close her legs but stopped as Sakura held her by the insides of her thighs. Temari ran her fingers up Tenten's sides, receiving a light moan at the sensation from the Leaf kunoichi. Eyeing her violet areolas, Temari decided to play up to her moniker 'the Cruellest Kunoichi'.
"Ah!" Tenten squeaked as Temari pinched and twisted her stiff nipples between her finger and thumb.
Looking over at Sakura and Ino, Temari quickly took notice of their still barely clothed bodies. "You two, how about you help each other out whilst I have some fun with cute, little Tenten here?" she said. Her demanding tone gave away the underlying message of her words. Ino and Sakura were quick to read between the lines, slipping off to the side of the bed and leaving Tenten at Temari's mercy.
As soon as they came together, Ino pinned Sakura beneath her. She pressed her lips against the medical kunoichi's. They roamed each other's bodies with their hands, almost in perfect synchronicity. The only difference was that Ino was half a step ahead of her best friend, unclipping her bra and removing the lacy garment. A second later, her own lingerie fell away to reveal her enormous tits. Without hesitating, Ino hooked her thumb into Sakura's crimson lace thong, almost tearing it with the speed which she removed her underwear with. Sakura blindly fumbled with the cerulean cloth of Ino's panties, with the Yamanaka pressing her advantageous position on top of her.
"Now, where were we?" Temari smirked down at Tenten. The warm coffee brown eyes of the girl from Konoha widened as she watched the Sand kunoichi lean in closer to her. Tenten gasped at the sharp sensation of Temari's teeth sinking into the supple skin of her throat. Temari smirked devilishly at the metallic taste of the small drops of Tenten's blood that washed over her tongue as she lapped at Tenten's jugular. But Tenten wasn't offered any chance for reprieve as Temari toyed with the rest of her body. Her rougher, scarred skin rubbed against Tenten's softer, porcelain flesh. The domineering action complimented the movements of Temari's hands. Her sleek fingers pinched and squeezed Tenten's sides and thighs. She would grope her breasts harshly, brush her knuckles against her stiff clit and enjoy the melody of cute moans and gasps that Tenten let out.
Off to her side, Temari didn't notice that she had gained a very interested audience. Ino and Sakura had become entangled, scissoring with their legs wrapped around the other's waist. They eagerly watched the show, all whilst pumping their fingers into squelching snatch of their partner. It didn't take long until Temari was finally satisfied as the symphony of screams that signalled the orgasmic climaxes of the three girls, and the accompanying puddles of lustful fluids that sprayed and dampened the sheets.
"Aww! Did you three sluts really just finish without me?" the hairs on their necks stood on end when they heard Temari's tone.
Ino and Sakura scrambled to untangle, crawling desperately to prostrate themselves before the glaring Temari. Seeing them rush around, Tenten struggled as she tried to join them. But she was stopped by the firm grip around her throat that cut off her supply of precious air. To stop her squirming, Temari assumed a new position atop Tenten, straddling her stomach and squeezing her legs against the kunoichi's sides.
"W-We're so sorry, Mistress!" Ino and Sakura spoke in unison, both still catching their breath as they came down from their high.
Temari grinned sinisterly down at Tenten, whose face was changing its shade like a chameleon, from bright red to a deep blue. She released her vice on her airway, rubbing her thumb over the puncture marks where she had bitten into Tenten, snickering to herself as she coughed and spluttered. "Oh no! You're not sorry. Not yet" Temari enjoyed watching both of them shiver and tremble.
"Sakura! You're first, come here!" she growled. "Ino! Make sure you watch carefully" Temari ordered.
They didn't hesitate to carry out her wishes. As Sakura came towards her, Temari scooted over Tenten's face, shifting the fabric of her panties as she lowered her pelvis, smothering Tenten with her pussy. The message was clear, and Tenten began tentatively running her tongue along her tight snatch. Sakura crawled towards Temari, who positioned her so she was on all fours facing the observing Ino. There was barely a hairs breadth between the two of them, and Ino almost went cross-eyed as she tried take in Sakura's frightened expression. Temari's eyes widened in a humorous attempt to take in the scale of her curvy cheeks. Leading down into her thick thighs, Sakura's butt was probably the most impressive behind that Temari had ever laid eyes upon. If she was tempted by it, then the logical conclusion was that all of the disgusting men in Konoha had the most perverted dreams of aspiring to even see her bare derrière, let alone have the honour of touching it. And right now, it was Temari's to toy with.
Smack!
Sakura squealed. From above her, Temari watched as her giant ass rippled. She heard Ino gulp, losing her voice as she struggled to tear her gaze away from the sight of her best friend being spanked.
Smack!
Only able to bite her lip, Sakura stifled the urge to cry out. After letting her flesh jiggle from the impact, Temari rubbed her palm over the violent scarlet handprint on Sakura's right cheek. "Now, why is Sakura getting punished like this, Ino?" Temari's voice rung out from her position above Tenten and Sakura, looking down at all three girls.
Her dominating presence was majorly helped by the fact that she was taller than the girls from the Hidden Leaf Village. At five foot eleven, her cruel smirk down at Ino only added to the fact of superiority that she was drilling into the smaller blonde's mind.
"Because… umm… because she came before you, Mistress" she answered, submissively.
"And what do we call girls who cum before their mistress, Ino?"
Ino glanced between the towering Temari and the squeaking Sakura, noticing the different, yet similar, looks in their eyes. In Sakura's emeralds, a glossy shine of masochistic desire pleaded with Ino. In Temari's diamonds, her sadistic glint bored into Ino, waiting for her response.
"A… naughty… slutty… bitch" Sakura's face went pale as she watched Ino's pink lips move in tandem with the words that left her mouth.
The grin that stretched Temari's lips clearly gave away her satisfaction. "That's right! Good girl!" she exclaimed.
Smack! Smack! Smack!
"I'm sorry… for being a naughty slut, Mistress! Please, stop!" Sakura screamed. Temari stopped her hand, mid swing. Reviewing her handiwork, Temari's pupils dilated at the red raw flesh of Sakura's ass. The once desired fruit of the Hidden Leaf Village was now marked by the harsh prints from Temari's stinging palm. Sensitive skin that denoted the submissive girl as Temari's own. Switching her focus, Temari noticed Sakura's dripping slit. Seeing the drops of climactic fluids, Temari came to the conclusion that they were from her previous finish. But when she saw the fresh batch that fell onto the sheets below, a new realisation dawned on her.
"Are you fucking getting off on being spanked?" Temari hissed. Accentuating her words, Temari thrust two of her fingers inside Sakura's soaking pussy. Sakura moaned at the sensation of Temari's sleek fingers pumping inside of her cunt. Her walls throbbed and constricted around Temari, who curled and brushed her fingertips against a particularly sensitive spot.
"N-No I'm… not!" Sakura squirmed, arching her back to try and escape this new pleasure she was starting to succumb to. This only served to outline the sheer size of her massive bubble butt. The sinful expression on her face hypnotised Ino, along with the swaying of her round hips, giving the blonde a prime view of her masochistic pleasure.
Temari didn't stop, only increasing the rate of her sadistic actions. "Oh really? You're such a fucking slut!" she growled.
"Please— ahh!" Sakura shrieked. Temari's fingers and hand became covered in Sakura's juices as she squirted like a fountain. But Temari wasn't going to give her any sort of reprieve, continuing to finger her roughly, all through her intense orgasm. Sakura's body shuddered and trembled as Temari fingered her to another finish, practically forcing her to spray her climaxing pussy fluids until she was dry.
When Sakura finally collapsed onto the mattress, Temari pulled out of her glossy snatch. She made sure to put on a show for Ino, sniffing her shining fingers. Ino's mouth gaped, begging for words as Temari slipped them into her own mouth. She sucked them clean, grinning at Ino as the cherry flavour lit up her taste buds.
Beneath her, Tenten was still hard at work, obediently lapping at Temari's aroused pussy. From her place between her thighs, Tenten was just able to witness the spectacle of Sakura's torture. Her eyes widened in terror, and lust, and she decided to not risk angering the infamously ill-tempered Temari.
"Well, it looks like it's your turn, Ino" Temari turned to her. The look on her face was priceless to Temari, her eyes wide and jaw dropped as Ino tried to take in the sight of Sakura's beaten body. Ino tried her hardest to ignore it, but the scene of the breathless Sakura, wincing as the cool air of the room stung the raw flesh of her ass, made Ino's heart pound against her ribs. She tried to back away, peddling on her palms but she was stopped, stuck in place by the daggers that Temari stared her down with.
Nervously glancing at Sakura's bruising cheeks, Ino gulped. "Please, please, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, Mistress!" she begged, waving her arms, desperate to escape her punishment.
Temari completely understood Ino's terror, yet she was surprised that she wouldn't accept her punishment and leave Sakura to suffer alone. Thinking about it, an intriguing idea flashed through Temari's mind.
"I wouldn't waste your breath, Ino, because there's no way you're getting off that easy" Ino looked up at Temari, frowning but acceptant of her words. "But I will give you a very fun choice"
She could tell that she had piqued Ino's curiosity, or maybe Temari's idea was triggering her more primal instincts, all urging her to save herself at any cost. Grinning madly, Temari enjoyed the weird feeling that made her pussy throb, with the help of Tenten's submissive lapping. She wondered what Shikamaru would think if he saw her now. Her shoulders dropped for a moment, if there was anyone that she wanted to be her best self around, it was him. Temari knew how much he cared for Ino, but that knowledge always made Temari bite into her lip when she laid eyes on the blonde. It had always ended up making Temari wonder who Shikamaru cared for more, Ino… or her.
"Mistress? What do you mean by a choice?" Ino's question snapped her out of her thoughts. Temari reconstructed her dominant persona.
Miming her previous actions with Sakura, Temari explained to Ino. "You can either come over and take the same punishment as Sakura here…" she prodded Sakura's bubble butt, watching her writhe as her fingers sunk into her bruised, bluish flesh. "… or I'll let you use your Mind Transfer jutsu to use Sakura's body instead of your own to bear the punishment" Temari tried her best for an innocent smile, but only managed to curl her lips into a devilish smirk.
Ino's breath hitched. The offer's allure was almost impossible to ignore. Seeing the damage done to Sakura's cheeks was enough to horrify Ino and make her desperate enough to avoid that level of pain at all costs. Even at the cost of her friend. But then Sakura grabbed her knee. Her emerald irises shined with tears as she met Ino's wide eyes.
"Ino" she spoke her name pleadingly. Sakura crawled closer to Ino's lap, tapping against her thigh in desperation.
"So, what will it be, Ino?" Temari pressured her.
Breathing heavily, Ino couldn't stop switching her focus from the two girls as they stared at her, waiting for an answer. The impatient Temari, never one to be known to deceive others, allowed her lips to be stretched into a grin, an expression that sent shivers down Ino's spine. To her, it was if Temari already knew what she was going to make. And Sakura, it was all she could do to muster up all her strength into lifting her head to give Ino her best set of puppy eyes, her lip quivering. Ino struggled, but she slowly came to the realisation that the two different expressions of the girls were bringing her the same feelings of deep pleasure.
"I-I can't" Ino said.
"Choose, now!" Temari barked at the stuttering blonde. Her growl was dangerous, the carnal intensity from the back of her throat. It was sound that signalled that she was the predator, the one cornering Ino, who could only stare back with wide eyes.
With one last look at the begging Sakura, pitying her, Ino gave her answer. "I'll u-use S-Sakura's body, Mistress" Temari gave her a victorious wink, her teal irises taking in the guilt-ridden expression on Ino's face. But from her position, Temari was disappointed to not be able to witness Sakura's face dropping after comprehending Ino's reply.
"Did you hear that, Sakura? Ino chose to use your body to take her punishment!" Temari exclaimed.
Sakura's legs trembled as she tried to sit up on her knees, glancing at Temari for help. "But… that's not fair!" she shot a glare at Ino after seeing Temari's smug face. But her frightened eyes only saw the movement of Ino's hands, beginning to form a familiar sequence of signs. "No! Ino, please! Don't!" she lunged at her best friend.
Unfortunately for Sakura, Ino cut it close, but she was able to complete her jutsu. After infusing her chakra, Sakura's body collapsed mid-lunge. When she rose, her movements were strange, as if they didn't belong to her body. At the same time, Ino's body fell limp onto the mattress, her giant tits rising and falling with soft breaths. Temari assumed was certain that her jutsu was a success.
"Ino, come here, it's time for your punishment" the slender body of Sakura slinked back towards Temari, crawling shakily on her hands and knees. Temari tapped the spot that Sakura had previously been spanked in, and Ino obeyed, heading directly for it. She almost slipped on the damp patch that had spread on the sheets, Sakura's sweet nectar still fresh. After settling into her new position, on all fours facing her own unconscious body, Ino arched Sakura's back, sticking her enormous ass out towards the grinning Temari.
"I can't believe you actually betrayed your best friend, Ino! That was crueller than even I could imagine" Temari cackled.
Ino craned her neck to see Temari. "No… I didn't wa—"
"The biggest whore in the Hidden Leaf Village! Ino Yamanaka!" Temari cut her off.
The sight of Ino's embarrassment forcing Sakura's porcelain cheeks to redden was a spectacle to Temari's sadistic gaze.
"I know you enjoyed having all those men come to the florist, just to see the Ino Yamanaka; sluts like you love that sort of attention, isn't that right?" Temari continued.
Ino squirmed, desperate to retort against Temari's verbal onslaught. "No… that's not tru—"
Smack!
Ino's words were cut short by Temari's hand as it connected with Sakura's ass. "A whore and a liar! You really are something, Ino!"
"I'm sorry!" Sakura's throat was starting to sound hoarse after Ino utilised her friend's sweet voice. Temari let out a grunt. She looked down, seeing Tenten drop the proud smirk she had let spread her lips after Temari shot her a vicious glare. Biting her lip, Temari distracted herself from the rising warmth in her pussy, now slick with her nectar. She turned back to Ino, intent on dealing with her before she let herself finish.
She smacked Sakura's ass again, making Ino let out a deafening scream. Ino grimaced as Temari set up a rhythm of harsh slaps against Sakura's bubble butt. With each slap, Temari repeatedly growled a variety of insults from above Ino, calling her some variation of a whore. Every smack sent Ino's borrowed face further into the mattress, but her knees stood strong, keeping her in place, as if they wanted Ino to continue being punished. Jolts of strange sensations sparked through Sakura's body.
But as Temari carried on enacting her idea of punishment of Ino, she noticed that she was subconsciously upping the amount of strength each time she spanked Sakura's rippling ass cheeks. Temari struggled to understand why. Why was she going too far when it came to this girl? An odd glinting drew her attention away from Sakura's reddening ass and violent shuddering. Ino's actual body lay a few feet away. Her curvy frame, filled out by her massive tits, and equally enormous ass. It wasn't as big as Sakura's, but it was still slightly larger than Temari's. She continued her ogling of Ino's vulnerable, yet beautiful body, up her neck and taking in her pretty face which was the perfect mix between cute and sexy, innocent and promiscuous. And in her ear, a metal stud shone in the light.
Temari gritted her teeth. 'I'm… jealous' she accepted her feelings. That piercing was, and will always be, a symbol. One that would always remind Temari that she'd never have the same closeness to Shikamaru. Ino had always been there, with him through thick and thin. Temari's heart pounded as her thoughts harked back to when she had heard about Asuma Sarutobi's death. She hadn't been able to be there for Shikamaru, but Ino was. Temari knew that her thoughts were clouded by this envy, but she was only human.
"Please! I can't… take anymore!" Ino wailed. Temari's hand stopped, and she cocked her head to look closer at the girl. Tears dropped from her borrowed eyes. Blood spilled from her bottom lip as Ino bit down, stifling her screams.
Smiling at her pain, Temari prodded Sakura's cute asshole, like a button. "Do you wanna know why it hurts so much, Ino?" she asked, but didn't give her a chance to answer. "It's because I already spanked Sakura's ass raw, so when you selfishly chose to use her body for your punishment, you were only doubling the pain" she smirked as the look in Ino's eyes gave away her understanding.
But something seemed off to Temari, the more she looked at Ino, the more she began to wonder. Ino's panting, the twitching of her sweaty muscles and the nervous darting of her dilated pupils, all along with the glistening of her inner thighs, lead her to one conclusion.
"What kind of pervert gets turned on from being spanked?" Temari barked, exasperated.
Shaking on all fours, Ino surrendered. "A perverted, filthy, slutty whore who wants to be used, spanked and fucked like a sex toy. Like me, just a horny bitch" Ino admitted, her breathing deep. She felt as if a weight had just been lifted off her chest, as she prostrated herself, all for Temari's pleasure.
"In that case, I'll give you what you want, so you better thank me, slut" Temari growled as she pulled her hand back.
And she swung, with all her might. Her palm connected with a particularly purplish patch on Sakura's cheek. There was no chance for Ino to hold back her screams, letting Sakura's voice out in a wild moan, one that echoed off the walls. Sakura's legs gave out as she slipped in the new puddle of juices. Her collapsed onto the mattress, her body quivering in her destructive finish. Ino's powerful orgasm broke her, ripping through her mind and body in a series of pleasurable jolts. And her sweltering cunt throbbed in tandem with her ecstasy, squirting a worrying volume of Sakura's cherry nectar, soaking her thighs and the soft fabric of the bed.
Minutes later, as her powerful climax finally began to come to its resolution, Temari poked Sakura's trembling thighs, looking for a response. But the quiet murmuring of her lips pleased Temari when she managed to make out her satisfied mumbling. The phrase 'Thank you, Mistress' repeated hypnotically, under her breath, making Temari grin.
But her victory was almost short-lived as Temari clenched her abs. She hissed, lowering her chin to see Tenten between her thighs, still eating her pussy thoroughly. Temari stroked her cinnamon locks, petting her gently as Tenten brought her closer to her own finish. "I guess it's my turn now" she said.
Squeezing her head with her muscled thighs, Temari rocked her hips back and forth. She set up a rhythmic pace, rough enough to make Tenten groan into her pussy. Temari felt herself become lost in the pleasure of having Tenten's nose graze against her clit and her tongue still writhing over her snatch's throbbing walls. The look in Tenten's wide eyes sent another spark of arousal through her body, her warm coffee irises staring up at Temari with a submissive, obedient shine.
"I'm cumming! Be a good girl and drink it all, Tenten!" Temari ordered, curling the brunette's hair around her fingers as she continued to touch her softly, yet her hips' actions were contrastingly rough. She bucked her pelvis once more, locking Tenten's head and suffocating her with her powerful, thickly toned thighs.
And finally, Temari gave in to her dominant pleasure. Her eyes fluttered as she spasmed atop Tenten's face. What felt like gallons of her orgasmic juices were squirted directly into Tenten's mouth. Working hard, Tenten lapped at her insides, desperate to swallow as much of Temari's delicious nectar. The sour pineapple flavour sang on her taste buds in an intense burst. The taste, in addition to the asphyxiating pressure of Temari's ripped thighs, sparked another orgasm that stormed through Tenten's soft body.
Once the both of them came down from their euphoric highs, Temari rolled off Tenten's face. She snickered at the brunette's gasping and spluttering, wrapping her in her strong arms and holding her close. Letting the air of the room cool her down from the burning heat of her finish, Temari felt her eyelids grow heavier. So, she let herself fall into a pleased slumber, cuddling Tenten's softer, more petite figure to her larger, sculpted frame.
A/N- So, did you like it? I'm thinking about taking a week off from this, just so I can go back and make sure everything is all correct with my previous chapters. So if don't post this time next week then you know why. So I hope you don't mind how I wrote this chapter, specifically Temari, but I just wanted to have fun with this one. Also, I'm aware that my disclaimer about not writing much in the way of yuri smut is pretty useless so I'll probably get rid of that because like half the smut in this story so far has been yuri and there will most likely be more, unless you wouldn't like to see it. But I guess I'll see you sometime soon then.
Yours truly,
Signing off