Consumed


If someone had told Sakura that morning that by nightfall she'd find herself captured, stripped naked and pinned down by a criminal organization, she would have promptly called that person a pervert and punched him in the face. However, despite all her fervent wishes that all of this was just a dream, she found herself in that exact situation.

All around her were various members of the group whose name struck both anger and fear within her, some as naked as she, some in just pants, and some in pants and the black mesh shirts that stretched alluringly over sculpted muscle. She would have taken more time to marvel at these exquisite specimens of shinobi musculature had she not currently fearing for her life…and her virginity.

Kisame had used Samehada, his strange and oversized sword to eat all but enough chakra to keep her alive, leaving her weaker and more defenseless than the average civilian. Her vulnerable state made it easy for them to pull off her clothes including her knee-high sandals and Konoha hitai-ate and force her to the floor of a large, empty room at their compound.

Deidara, sans the usual scope he wore over his eye had her right arm pinned down while his partner Sasori, free of his monster-like puppet shell, held down her left. Hidan, expression as haughty and cruel as ever stood above her, fly unzipped to reveal the large erection he stroked in his hand as he watched her struggle pathetically against her captors. Next to him was Itachi, slender form free of his cloak to reveal taunt, sinewy muscle beneath black mesh and fitted pants. His normal blank expression was replaced by one of burning desire, his heated crimson gaze so intense she could almost feel it on her exposed skin. Settled over her was a completely naked Kisame, smirking down at her exposed body, shamelessly taking in the sight of small, pert breasts.

"Let me go," she whimpered, disgusted with how pathetic her normally strong voice sounded. Her pleas only fueled a chorus of chuckles and Kisame's smirk cracked into a grin, dangerously sharp teeth glinting between blue lips.

"Not a chance girlie. It's been too long since most of us have had a woman. There's only one female in Akatsuki and she's the leader's personal plaything, so she's off limits."

"That means we're going to relieve all our frustrations with you," Deidara chuckled by her ear, his voice husky and deep. The sensation of hot breath over her skin made her shiver in a way that had nothing to do with the cold concrete floor beneath her.

Kisame dipped his head, taking one coral nipple into his mouth. The sudden warm, wet suction around the sensitive bud made Sakura gasp, and a strange and pleasurable warmth immediately began to pool in her loins. The kunoichi may not have been inexperienced in the realms of sex, but she knew desire when she felt it. No, she couldn't be liking this, could she? The prospect of being held down and raped by the most dangerous shinobi in the world could not be turning her on! But when Kisame nipped at her breast, sharp teeth grazing her skin gently enough so as not to hurt, the liquid warmth in her core intensified.

Deidara slid his hand over the breast the shark man wasn't ravaging, and the mouth in the palm parted to engulf the sensitive flesh, tiny teeth and tongue working over the nipple until it was hard and distended.

Sakura swallowed down the whimper that was threatening to rise up within her. She had expected them to be rough with her, but this gentle teasing of her breasts was making her skin feel hot and flushed. Streaks of pleasure shot through her as Deidara's hand-mouth suckled hungrily while Kisame's tongue flicked over her other nipple again and again.

"Stop," she commanded, but to her dismay her voice lost all authority when it came out in a breathless gasp.

Another round of dark laughter ensued and she couldn't suppress a shiver when she felt Deidara's tongue trace the shell of her ear.

"You don't want us to stop Sakura-chan. You love it."

His nickname was mocking, but when his tongue began to draw random patterns deeper inside her ear, she forgot all about it, trying instead to bite down on her lip to keep a small moan from escaping.

"You've already lost this fight," Sasori smiled, his childlike visage ruined by the low rasp his voice had taken on. He leaned over until his face filled her vision, tawny eyes burning with lust. They drifted shut as he pressed his lips to hers and Sakura started, unaccustomed to the feel of his skin, hard and smooth like the rest of his puppet body.

Kisame nipped at her skin a little harder, making her gasp and the man kissing her took the opportunity to push his tongue past her lips. The sensation was strange; the material, while certainly not flesh, was soft and pliable. Sakura refused to respond as the foreign object stroked against her own tongue, but his kiss only heightened her growing arousal as Deidara continued to tease her ear with his tongue and lick at her breast with his palm.

Kisame sucked her nipple hard, pulling away until it left his mouth with an audible pop, the skin reddened and swollen in his wake.

"You think you're brave for pretending you don't like what we're doing?"

Sasori broke the kiss and pulled away so she could reply, but Sakura said nothing, staring at Kisame stubbornly.

Her silence only made Kisame grin.

"Kunoichi, you should know I love a challenge, and I swear that I'll have you moaning good and loud before I'm done with you."

He began to kiss down the flat plain of her belly, biting and nipping as he went and smirking when she began to squirm.

Above them, Hidan sighed impatiently.

"Hurry up and just fuck the bitch already. Some of us want our turn sometime today."

"Just wait," Itachi said softly, hand going to his own fly to allow his throbbing erection free. "You know it's always better when the woman enjoys it."

"Yes, a woman who is wet always feels so much better," Sasori agreed, murmuring into Sakura's neck as she lifted her head to watch Kisame's decent down her body.

Taking a thigh in each hand, he spread her legs wide, and Sakura couldn't find the strength to fight his iron grip, not with so much of her chakra gone.

"No, not there," she cried, trying unsuccessfully to squirm away as the blue skinned man wedged his shoulders between toned thighs.

"Shh," Deidara soothed before biting her earlobe gently, the combined efforts of Sasori and himself being more than enough to easily hold her down.

A small sound rose in the back of her throat as hot breath ghosted over her exposed sex. He wasn't really going to…he couldn't…

"Don't, please don't!"

She watched his thumbs slide in to spread her lips wide, his eyes riveted to the intricate ridges and crevices of feminine folds, soft and pink and previously untouched.

And then something slick and hot was probing her, teasing the edges of the tight hole that had begun to ache for fulfillment. His tongue slithered over her, moving slow and thorough over her flesh, making her nerve endings burn and her head spin. This time, she couldn't hold back as her eyes slid closed and her lips parted as a soft moan escaped her mouth.

"Mmm yeah, you like that? Does his tongue feel good?" Deidara whispered next to her ear, the smirk audible in his voice.

Realizing the sound she had just made, Sakura's eyes snapped open. Dear Kami she was enjoying this! Shame flushed her cheeks but the effects could easily be attributed to Kisame's ministrations. His tongue was slipping inside her, then retreating, the returning to swirl and plunge within her tight core. She shivered and squirmed, head turning side to side restlessly as she felt a strange pressure coil low in her belly. She was biting her lip hard, keeping most of her wanton sounds contained, but when skilled blue lips found the small fleshy pearl atop her opening and began to suck it in rhythmic pulses, her back suddenly bowed as she cried out, forcing the men restraining her to tighten their grip and hold her down.

Kisame chuckled from the moist haven between her thighs, quite aware of how wet she was rapidly becoming. The heady scent of her arousal was surrounding him and he inhaled deeply, enjoying the proof of her pleasure as he brought a long, blue finger to her opening.

"A-ah!"

Sakura shuddered and squirmed, crying out as his digit filled her, her body struggling to cope with all the new sensations she was being assaulted with. Deidara's hand-mouth released her breast in favor of turning her head to the side so he could capture her lips, swallowing down her gasping moans as Kisame began to pump a finger in and out of her as his tongue flicked over her clit.

"The bitch is good and horny," Hidan grinned, stroking his shaft quicker as he drank in the show. "Put your cock in her, Kisame."

"She's too tight," the shark man said, pulling away from core but still working his finger within her. Her body was wet and hot and amazingly tight around his pistoning finger, so tight he knew he's have to loosen up to get his member to even fit within her.

"There's no such thing as too tight," Hidan grumbled as Itachi left his side and dropped to his knees beside Sakura, Sharingan eyes drinking in her writhing form.

Slowly, Kisame eased a second finger into her womanhood and then another, growling at the way her canal contracted around him.

The pleasured whimpers that weren't muffled by Deidara's kiss turned slightly pained as her body protested being stretched so wide, but then Itachi brought skilled fingers to rub over her abandoned clit, making her shudder and cry and moan in pleasure as Kisame scissored his fingers within her. Gradually her hole loosened under his ministrations and the naked shark man pulled his fingers free, licking the plentiful clear juices from his digits.

"She's ready," he announced as he took his own massive cock in his hand. Pumping it a few times before moving to position himself between her legs.

"Finally," Hidan muttered, running his free hand over slicked silver hair.

Sakura's sex suddenly felt painfully empty without Kisame's finger's, but the movement between her legs as he aligned himself with her opening was enough to shake her out of her pleasured fog. Seeing what he was about to do, she began struggling anew, although his tongue and fingers had left her feeling even weaker than before.

"No, please don't. I've never…" she panted, trying to scramble away but was easily deterred by Deidara and Sasori pinning her shoulders and Itachi pressing a hand firmly to her stomach.

"Relax," the Uchiha ordered, indifferent to the fact that she has about to do something she had never done before. "The more you struggle, the more it will hurt."

Kisame pressed forward, the tip of his shaft parting slick flesh as he slid into her easily, her sex stretching to accommodate him.

"Fuck," the shark man ground out through gritted teeth as her virgin body immediately clamped around him. "She's gotta be the tightest girl I've had."

Sakura cried out as she felt him fill her, never before experiencing such an intrusion. Tears welled in her eyes as her body was stretched uncomfortably, his cock too big for her tight hole even after he had taken care to prime her body for him.

"Take it out! It hurts!" she begged, afraid to struggle and thrash in a way that might force inside her deeper."

"It will only hurt at first," Deidara assured, pulling her in for another kiss as Kisame began to move, his thrusts slow and shallow.

Sakura whimpered against the blonde's lips, wincing at the pain that came with every forward push of the blue skinned shinobi's hips. But gradually, the stinging pain lessened as her body became accustomed to his thick girth moving inside. The dulled discomfort gave way to the first twinges of pleasure, and soon the feeling of his shaft massaging her inner walls began to feel quite nice. However, Sakura had no intention of letting her rapists know she was enjoying a moment of it.

"Stop it," she insisted, but her words were swallowed up by Sasori who had jerked her away from Deidara's mouth in favor of tasting her himself.

Kisame's smooth blue skin was now glistening with a thin sheen of sweat as he pumped his hips steadily against hers. Her sex sucked him in deep and tried to hold him there every time he withdrew. He could feel velvet walls rippling around him, contracting and releasing around his cock as if trying to milk his orgasm from him. She was so liquid and tight and perfect that he had to concentrate hard on controlling his body, otherwise he would have exploded inside her by now. As it was, he was rapidly approaching his peak, his iron will no match again the virgin tightness and heat of her pussy.

The sensation of him inside her was starting to feel exquisite and Sakura had to fight the urge to arch against him, to buck her hips in time with his thrusts. Sasori's kisses kept most of her pleasured sounds at bay, but when Kisame began to speed up his pace, she couldn't help a soft moan as pleasure radiated through her.

"Shit," the shark man growled as he finally succumbed, his jaw clenching and body tensing as he pulled out just in time to shoot his thick milky essence over her stomach.

Sakura whimpered at the loss of being filled just when it had started to feel so good, but before her hazy mind could even assess what was happening, Sasori had left her side and Itachi had taken his place, allowing the puppet man to assume the position Kisame had previously occupied. She could hear the sound of his fly being pulled down and knew he was next in line to violate her.

The red headed man smirked down at her helpless form, the expression far too sinister for his boyish face, but when he pushed into her in one smooth motion, the arrogant expression was quickly wiped from his face as he groaned aloud.

While his member was neither as long or as thick as Kisame's, Sakura still gasped at the sensation. She didn't know how it was possible for a puppet to get an erection, much less have intercourse, but she didn't have time to ponder such mysteries. When he began to move, it was in short, rapid thrusts, stimulating her differently than her previous partner had. Her back bowed reflexively and a small cry escaped her lips. The sensations were enhanced further when Itachi reached over to tweak pebbled nipples with the hand that wasn't holding her down.

"The bitch likes it," Hidan laughed, clearly finding amusement in the kunoichi's change of attitude. "What a little slut."

Sakura, while slowly losing herself to the pleasure, was not so far gone as to let her pride be wounded by a comment like that. Despite the obvious superior strength of the two elite shinobi holding her down, she began to struggle again, using every bit of energy she had left. She kicked with her legs but Sasori slung them over his shoulders, forcing her to bend nearly double as he thrusted into her. Her arms were easily detained by Itachi and Deidara. As a last resort, she began to squirm, bucking almost violently trying to get Sasori off of her.

"Let me go," she hissed with all the venom she could muster. "I swear I'm going to kill all of you, you sick perverted assholes!"

Deidara chuckled, running a hand through her tangled pink hair almost tenderly despite her acidic remark.

"She's a feisty one," he mused. "And damn sexy too."

"Yes, she's quite spirited," Itachi agreed, repositioning himself so he could use his mouth to pleasure the nipple he had currently been plucking with his fingers.

Sakura shuddered as his mouth closed around her, making choked sounds of need as the Uchiha sucked and Sasori continued to thrust. Her body was practically on fire now, the pleasure continuous and the pressure in her abdomen steadily winding tighter and tighter. Keeping her body from betraying her was becoming increasingly difficult.

"You're so fucking wet," Sasori rasped, breathing labored from the exertion of maintaining his rapid pace. "You're loving this, aren't you."

"No," the kunoichi whimpered, still not yet ready to admit defeat. They had taken her body, but she would fight bitterly before she allowed them her mind. She wasn't enjoying this. She wasn't!

Kisame chuckled from where he was standing next to Hidan, stroking his cock that was already starting to get hard again.

"Just give in girlie. We're going to fuck you either way so you might as well enjoy it."

Itachi bit down on her sensitive pink bud, drawing a surprised gasp from her, just as Sasori groaned out that he was coming. She felt him slip free of her sex right before he shuddered against her, his eyes squeezing tight as his come joined Kisame's on her stomach, and in the trim patch of pink hair crowning her mound.

The exhausted puppet man had barely had time to move out of the way before Hidan was barging in. Sakura, too tired to fight after her last struggle could do little to resist as the silver haired sadist flipped her onto her hands and knees before kneeling behind her.

"I'm going to give it to you good, bitch," he growled, the eagerness apparent in his voice. "And you had better moan like you love it."

Sakura didn't even have time to look over her shoulder at him before her whole body rocked forward as Hidan slammed into her. A feminine cry pieced the air as the Jashin worshipper's length was suddenly encased in her liquid paradise.

"Fuck," he hissed. "Your cunt is fucking tight, but I'll stretch it out good for you."

He began to pound into her, heedless of her knees on the concrete or her body's ability to accommodate him, but Sakura was so aroused that her slick pussy aided his violent thrusting. The new position allowed him to reach sensitive new places within her, and he pounded against them with such intensity that it almost took her breath away.

"Don't get too rough," Itachi frowned. "You're not the only one who gets to have her.

"Fuck you," he retorted hotly. "I waited my turn, now you can wait yours. I'll pound her pussy as hard as I want."

Every time he slammed into her, the breath was forced from her lungs, and with every exhale it was harder and harder not to moan.

"The harder you get fucked, the wetter you get," Hidan sneered, noting the wet squelch of her pussy as he drove into her. "You like it rough, pinkie?"

Without waiting for a reply, he brought his hand down hard on the toned globe of her ass with a smack, leaving a red hand print on the smooth skin and extracting a startled cry from his captive.

"You like that slut?" he mocked, repeating the action on the other side.

Sakura cried out again, but the sound was more of a pleasured sob than one of pain.

While Hidan was having his way with her, Deidara removed his pants and was now standing before her in his full glory. Like Itachi, his body was all lean muscle, sculpted and defined. His cock was thick and swollen and when he knelt before her, bringing his member to her mouth, she knew what he wanted her to do.

"Suck me," he commanded, his voice gentle but firm.

Sakura, unable to gather her wits enough to speak with raw pleasure tearing through her, only shook her head in rely.

Hidan suddenly grabbed a fistful of her pink hair and hauled her head up forcefully, and when she opened her mouth to protest, Deidara pushed his hardened member into her mouth.

"You had better suck him good," Hidan threatened, releasing her hair so the blonde man could take hold and guide her as he began to rock his hips against her mouth. With his tight grip on her hair, Sakura was unable to pull away as she felt Deidara, hard and pulsating, force himself into her until he was nearly down her throat. Without a choice, she began to suck him as he raped her mouth, feeling her body being pushed and pulled as she was taken by the two men simultaneously.

"Mmm, yeah that feels good. Suck me just like that," the blonde encouraged, watching his cock disappear past her lips.

Hidan continued to pound into her hard, cursing and uttering dirty things that secretly made Sakura's core throb even hotter. She was helpless, completely and utterly helpless, forced to endure whatever this group of men wanted to do to her. The current feeling of Hidan pulling her back on his cock and then Deidara pulling her forward to suck him down was somehow incredibly arousing. Her body rocked back and forth between them, both pushing into her as deep as they could, and despite her horror and revulsion at herself for actually enjoying what was being done to her, Sakura felt herself at the brink of orgasm.

She allowed herself to moan around Deidara's throbbing cock, loving the feeling of her pussy clamping down on Hidan every time he slammed into her. That ball of pressure in her stomach was building, building. It would explode soon and she anticipated it with both fear and excitement.

"Fuck, she's getting so tight," Hidan moaned, his cock caught in her pussy's vice like grip, squeezing him as if demanding he come inside her.

The sound of his sacks sacs slapping against her ass, the bruising grip he had on her rear, the salty, bitter taste of Deidara in her mouth, the feel of Hidan's cock stretching her, filling her, pounding inside so deep, it was all to much. A scream bubbled up in her throat as her womb contracted hard before spasming uncontrollably as her orgasm tore violently through her.

Sensing what was happening, the blonde pulled away, allowing her ecstatic sounds to fill the room as she reached her peak, her torso collapsing forward as her hands clawed at the concrete mindlessly. Her emerald eyes squeezed shut as the first orgasm a man had ever given her overcame her, destroyed her, tore her apart. She couldn't breathe, couldn't think, just cried out as she was consumed by the pleasure.

"Holy fuck," Hidan cursed, slamming into her one last time as her muscles rippled around him forcing him to come inside her hard, his milky essence splashing against her inner walls as he emptied himself fully within her quivering body.

When he finally pulled out, she collapsed onto her side, her legs carelessly splayed to show the stretched red hole where she had just been filled.

Panting hard and trying to catch his breath, Hidan smiled.

"You came for me, you horny little bitch, I knew your pussy liked getting stuffed."

His eyes traveled her body, stopping at the juncture of her legs.

"Well now, isn't that a pretty picture," he said, admiring his handiwork. Her abused hole was beginning to leak the fluid that has just been pumped inside her, the milky substance oozing slowly from her swollen cunt.

"Come here," Deidara said sitting on the ground. "I'm not done with you yet."

Although she was tired and weak, she crawled towards him shakily on her hands and knees and obediently let him guide her head into his lap, once more devouring his hard pole.

"Good girl, " he groaned, letting his head tip back as her slick mouth surrounded him, her tongue playing over the smooth skin of his shaft. "Keep sucking me. I want to come in your mouth."

Sakura moaned in response, her will to resist gone as she bobbed her head up and down. She could taste his salty precome on her tongue and wondered what he would taste like, but she no longer wanted to struggle, not when they could make her feel so good.

Itachi came up behind her, clothed now only in the fishnet shirt that clung to his form, and urged her to spread her knees to give him a better view of her pussy. He observed the sticky fluid dripping onto the concrete floor and smiled.

"You sure have made a mess of her," he noted with a smirk, spreading her swollen lips wide to aid the flow of Hidan's climax from her reddened sex.

"The little bitch deserved it," Hidan shrugged. "She was practically begging for me to come inside with the way her pussy was squeezing me."

Kisame and Sasori only watched the pornographic show quietly, hands fisting over newly formed erections as Deidara let out a choked groan.

"Fuck, here it comes. Swallow it all down."

His hands tangled in her hair and pulled her down until her nose brushed the wiry blonde pubic hair at the base of his shaft, holding her there as his stomach contracted hard and thick, bitter fluid spilled down the back of her throat.

Sakura whimpered at the unpleasant taste, but swallowed it as instructed. She was a strong and capable kunoichi who liked to be in control, but having that control taken like this, being forced to pleasure men who in turn pleasured her, was somehow incredibly arousing to the pink haired woman.

Sated, Deidara released his grip on rosy locks and collapsed onto his back, panting hard after being treated to Sakura's talented mouth. The kunoichi, equally tired, looked about ready to join him in his rest, but Itachi hauled her backwards into his arm, positioning her in his lap with her back pressed to his chest and her legs spread wide, positioning her sex over his cock.

"It's my turn with you now," he breathed against her neck, making goose bumps break out over flushed skin as his hands trailed down to briefly cup her breasts before settling on her hips. "And I want you to ride my cock hard."

"No," Sakura protested, weakly trying to get away from him. She was too tired, her senses too overwhelmed to let another man inside her.

"It wasn't a request," the Uchiha growled, centering her pussy over his shaft erect shaft and bucking his hips upwards as he drove her down onto him. He slid into her smoothly and groaned as she immediately sheathed him in slick, pulsating heat. Sakura cried out in pained pleasure as her overly sensitized nerves were once again stimulated. His cock was slender, but long, and it reached as deep inside her as it could go before hitting her cervical barrier. With her position on top, the feeling of being penetrated was even more intense.

"Ride me," he repeated, his usually smooth voice made hoarse by the pleasurable sensation of her pussy wrapping snuggly around him. When she failed to comply, he began to buck up against her roughly, his grip on her hips forcing her to bounce up and down.

"N-no! A-ah! Ngh!"

The kunoichi found herself incapable of speech as his cock filled her deeply every time. The others, except for Deidara who was still recovering on the floor, crowded around to watch the show.

Kisame dropped to his knees and seemed to be entranced by the sight of Itachi's pale length pumping in and out of Sakura's drenched pink sex. His lips split in a grin, pointed teeth exposed as fleshy slick petals parted with very upward thrust, spreading to expose her reddened opening and swollen clit.

Sasori walked behind the couple and reached around to pinch the kunoichi's nipples, twisting and plucking at them in a way that made her moans rise in pitch.

Sakura felt dizzy and disoriented, drowning in the pleasure that had become far too intense the second Itachi had entered her. Her hands braced themselves on the floor on either side of the Uchiha's body but the smooth surface offered her little purchase to resist his jarring thrusts. Too tired to fight and enjoying it too much to care, she let her head fall back against Itachi's shoulder, feeling the roughness of his mesh shirt slide over her back as he pistoned his hips, driving his cock into her again and again.

Hidan stood before them, sneering at the abused woman.

"You sure love his cock, don't you? You're taking it deep like a good little slut."

His standing position put his member in line with her mouth, and it seemed he was not about to waste the opportunity. Grabbing a fistful of her hair, he pulled her forward while guiding his length to her mouth. She opened without resistance, sucking him greedily as if she knew now what was expected of her.

Hidan's violet eyes immediately squeezed shut, another string of curses echoing in the room as she serviced him almost eagerly.

Sakura knew she had lost, wholly and completely. Although she would never admit it to them, the way Itachi gripped her hips, forcing her to fuck him roughly made her skin burn and her cunt throb, and Hidan, though vulgar and crass, was so responsive to every little thing she did with her mouth that his brazen explicatives made her inner muscles squeeze the cock inside her just a little bit tighter.

"I call next," Kisame announced, grinning as if he already had ideas for what he was going to do with her.

"Fine, then I'm after you," Deidara pouted, clearly wanting to be inside her again as soon as possible now that he had picked himself up off the floor.

Sakura knew they wouldn't be done with her anytime soon, for the stamina and endurance of Akatsuki's finest were bound to be incredible. Surprisingly, she found she didn't care. With one cock filling her pussy and another her mouth, she was on the verge of another orgasm. It may have been wrong and disgraceful and degrading, but she found herself loving the way they held her down and fucked her.

She was actually looking forward to being taken over and over by one after the other, long into the night.