A/N: Honestly at this point, all these chapters are just PWP. I'm open to SFW ideas in the reviews.
Her smug smirk would have driven Sakura insane… if her fingers weren't already doing that. She plunged in and out of Sakura, the slick noises her body made as Konan fucked her slowly on her fingers filled the room. It would've been humiliating, if the Konoha nin could be bothered to focus on it. Her mind was elsewhere however, melted into a puddle of desperate pleasure. She could feel her climax building for what? The fifth, sixth time today? She refused to let her cum. Sakura pulled against your restraints, wishing you could just… she didn't know, but she itched to do something.
"Konan, please let me come!" she begged, tears building up, eyes glassy. She hummed, fingers doing the exact opposite of what she so desperately craved. Her fingers slowed to a complete halt, instead beginning to curl, brushing up against all her most sensitive spots. Her thumb came down, pressing on Sakura's clit. Her hips arched, a silent plea for more.
"Hmm, I don't think so. You were a naughty girl today, talking back like that to me. You don't deserve to come. Such a shame, you're so beautiful when you come undone from my touches." Her smug smirk transformed into a mocking smile, her voice full of false pity. She was thoroughly enjoying Sakura's torment. She tossed her head back in helpless misery, a sob escaping her hoarse throat.
"Please! I'm a good girl!" Sakura wailed, hoping for mercy. Unfortunately, Konan was in no mood for such a thing, playing her role of a cruel mistress to a T. Her fingers pulled out of her entirely this time with a slick noise that made Sakura flush even redder than before.
"No! You can't do this to me!"
She cried. Her hand swatted down on her sensitive flower, an immediate retribution to her disobedience. Sakura's hips jerked, a squeal of both pleasure and pain escaping her lips. She couldn't tell which sensation was winning out.
"I have tried everything I can think of to show you that you've been bad, but even now you still can't' acknowledge that you misbehaved… Wait." An absolutely evil grin spread across her face, shooting icy chills down her spine. It pooled in Sakura's belly, along with the tense coil of heat, begging to be released. 'God, how could she be so tempting without even trying?' She circled around to the nightstand, rummaging through the drawer. Sakura shifted, nervous at what she had in store, her handcuffs clinking.
She pulled out a small, bullet shaped object, satisfaction radiating from her. She stalked back to her, once again resuming her position between your legs. A buzzing noise reached her ears, dread and excitement filling her to the brim.
"Konan..?" Sakura questioned softly, the answer already clear. She knew what was coming,she didn't need Konan to spell it out for her. Sakura's entire body tensed and convulsed as the vibrator slipped inside her, nestling deep within. She squealed again, pulling futilely at her cuffs. Tears streamed down her cheeks, her flower aching from all the stimulation. Still, it wasn't enough to take Sakura over the edge.
She stood up, running her fingers through her hair as she observed her, the picture of pitiful pleasure.
"You can stay here and think about what you've done baby girl, I'll be back to check on you… Whenever." A devious cackle spilled from her lips, before she turned on her heel and walked right out the door of their bedroom. 'No, she couldn't possibly be that cruel!'
her mad. Who knew when she would come back for her? After nearly a minute of no response, she knew. Yes, Konan really was that cruel.