Chapter 2 of 4.

Story Pair: MadaraXOC.
Summary: Madara had told his slave to do what he wanted for a while until he'd call her once more. So she went off and was asked out without intentionally knowing by Suigetsu, upon nearly agreeing she got caught by Madara and was sent off to gather some weapons for him and food for dinner.

Where then the slave realized his jealously for her being around other guys who wanted her for themselves. But still, the slave having many feelings for him, she wanted to stay true to him and only serve him. Quickly thinking of her much older brother, she wished he wasn't dead. When arriving she had her punishment right after dinner. First thinking it was humiliation, was dead wrong when she could feel his kiss upon her.

With the new Chapter out, I bet you're all thinking about it. But no, Madara does not have the first's face on his chest in this one. I think you'd all know that Kabuto did that, not Madara himself.

My heart was beating so fast and loudly, I felt I could hear it. I hope he couldn't hear it, he released such a wonderful kiss and I stared at him. Why did Madara-sama…? I feel so speechless, staring up at him, blushing. I could see his onyx eyes look down further. His elegant and manly hands grabbed the bottom of my pants and pulled it down so forcefully. I still don't know what he's doing for my punishment! I want it over and done with, instead of the teasing.

My eyes gasped and frozen still when I saw him take off his jumper. My hands quivered, my own breath became heavy I could faint any minute now. His face was so mysterious and serious I couldn't ever tell what he was thinking or going to do. I crawled slowly away from him, still in the same position I was. Gazing so much at his masculine body. Now he crawled like a fierce some tiger towards me, his long luscious navy blue hair was much longer than mine. I was going for the aim to feel and stroke Madara-sama's hair. He then looked down on me, staring at me with a precious look. His hand was on my cheek and stroked it slowly; leaning in once more he kissed me again. Was I dreaming?

I wanted to ask him what he was doing, it didn't seem anything like a punishment to me. I couldn't think, and he could probably tell. I saw him smirk and lean in, his mouth near me. He whispered in such a way he made me whimper. Such a feeling I never knew really could be felt within me.
"I think it's about time to mention, you're not my just my slave anymore…" he paused, he made me whimper slightly. Then I heard him chuckle, hearing him speak again.
"…I know, you'll also be my sex slave." EEEEEKKK!

I blushed madly, I wanted to cry now. I whimpered loudly, to him. He seemed to be delighted. My arms felt like they were moving on its own. Wrapping them around him, his masculine body was so smooth and warm. I feel so nostalgic since I had received my first kiss from Madara-sama. Then next he kissed me more and more, and his tongue! I mentally screamed, I didn't think I knew what I was doing. I guess I was just following along with whatever he was doing.

I didn't feel like a slave, I feel like his lover. It's a crazy dream, and I'd never become that. Just a slave to him. His arms touched my skin; those hands were around my back. My chest pressed up against his as he did what he was doing. After kissing me, he went with my neck afterwards. Looking at the side I felt the pleasure of moaning. But I wasn't going to any time soon; I was so weak right now. The punishment was this nice pleasure? I think so, but maybe there was much more to it than that. I promised myself I'd stay pure only for Madara-sama, I promised him that too. But I'm starting to get this weird feeling; like he's doing this out of jealousy. Because I want to be happy? Is that it? All of a sudden I felt something lose on my back, I squinted slightly. Eyes gasping; did he just? Yes, I'm so pretty sure of it. Madara-sama, always serious about it. I thought he was joking, but. Since when did he joke?

He threw that away, my bare chest was on him now. Stopping the kisses he stared at me, his hands brushed away gently the hair that was on my face. I gulped, so afraid of what he was going to do next. I could see a sinister grin on his face; he had much more power over me. What was I to do? Still he said nothing, disposing of his pants. Shit, he is doing what I stupidly and blindly never ever think of. I didn't know the meaning of 'sex slave'. I felt like a total idiot, and well I'd find out soon enough the pleasures of what it'll bring. He stared, at me.

"I'm glad you have such a wonderful slender body, my slave. I want you to full pledge this experience with me, only with me. Understood?" Having nothing to say I nodded my head; I wanted to ask him a lot of things. But I was afraid he'll lose the mood. I didn't want to feel bad and let Madara-sama just walk out of the room frustrated or angry simply because he lost the mood to punish me because of me. So I stayed silent.

"Anything wrong? You seem to have troubles." He could clearly see what was on my mind; I didn't want it to show. Forcing myself to remove it.
"No, nothing is Madara-sama."
"Good." He said with ease as he leaned in and kissed me more. I felt something being removed, from him. Then me following. His hands weren't around me anymore, blushing so madly I could only feel those manly hands of his just stoking my left thigh. My legs quickly moved to tighten together, not wanting to be too submissive to him. I do love him to bits, I truly do. But telling him, maybe he does feel the same.

He's not treating me like a slave; it's more like an equal. But, that's what I'm feeling, maybe I'm delusional. I was stupid enough to fall in love with the wrong guy. Was I? I feel no sense so regret though. Now I feel bad. But, my body was being raised slightly more towards him. No feeling on my thighs, but somewhere else. My chest.
"Madara-sama!~"

I stared at him, which made him seem satisfied, just messaging them. My cursed large breasts. Which belong only and solely to him. Everything is owned by him, I'm his property. I'm only shared with nii-san. Even he doesn't do much, doesn't care even about his own younger sibling. Sure, I love him. But I wish he did in return. I wish too much, it never comes true. Cursed and hated life, lonely and wanting happiness. But ambitious attitude makes me more stupid and clumsy as well. Am I really the only one feeling this pain?

When he kept going and kissed me, he decided to stop. My gaze wasn't from anywhere by his eyes gazing at me in return. Feeling so submissive to him, weak and couldn't do anything. I couldn't get stronger to such a handsome man. I couldn't ask to serve any other better man. Madara-sama made me happy for everything. His gorgeous smile, his look and even his power of strength. He was a remarkable man, and I served him. So amazing, his jutsu alone was so large he could perform techniques I couldn't! I was so determined to help him, in any way possible.

Both of his hands moved elsewhere now. His mouth wasn't on my lips no more. He was licking and biting my right breast. Such a nice feeling was brought upon me. His hands were on the edge of my hips, thumbs on my underwear. He then pulled them down fully. My eyes tightened and I didn't want this anymore, I wanted it but at the same time I didn't. I was confused, but Madara-sama wasn't going to stop at all. It was my punishment, so I had to keep going with it.

When he had finally able, to stare at me with a cute smile he had begun to please me. I still was holding him tight. My head resting on his, and the pleasuring flow releasing in the room. The atmosphere was almost romantic. I could hear afew grunts from him, his hands kept them close to me. As if he was saying 'you are to never leave my side'. Of course, I wouldn't dream of doing such a thing to him. My first time, with him. Utter happiness flowed through me and it was by far the best day of my life. Maybe, if I tell him; for so long I was meant to keep it a secret from him.

I doubt I can hold it, because of what he's doing. I smiled to happy, and hopefully he could tell I was happy. Madara-sama kept going, kept increasing his power and speed. I can't think of where to begin to describe how it feels. I cleared my throat as I moaned so loudly for him. I closed my eyes, and still held him close to me. I didn't want to let him go either. A feeling I couldn't let go, or regret would flow through my veins.

As he kept going, I thought about so much. Was this going to be a daily thing? Or just a punishment for whenever I did something wrong. I couldn't figure it out at all. So confusing, but Madara-sama did seem to be pleased with what he was doing. I didn't see this as a punishment at all. What else could I say to my Master? Nothing; I rarely had the right to speak up, but he still did give me the courtesy to listen to what I had to say and any objections or suggestions. Indeed he liked them more than what I thought.

He usually gave me a happy expression, maybe because he's happy I'm serving him? I think. But, now. I had to tell him, my heart and mind was telling me I should. Whatever he feels in return I don't mind, if he just uses me for it. I don't care, telling him is my objective.
"M-Madara-sama…I-I love you!" Then I heard his response, now I do regret telling him.
"That's good to know."