Chapter 3: The High Ground
Sakura felt cold. There was a frigid burning feeling within her chest that had extended as though her heart pumped ice through her veins. She felt nothing but coldness and darkness for the longest of time, and it was only made worse by how tight her chest felt, as though her lungs were constricted by rope. She tried to remember what had happened, and then it came back to her. She remembered the malevolent powerful chakra, she remembered the spiraling energy peaking into the sky, she remembered the ground exploding and she remembered watching as her teammate Naruko had morphed into that evil, red,thingwith three tails.
Then, she remembered how it had lunged at her, and in one smooth move, it's hand had gone straight through her chest, pushing out her beating heart through the other end. She managed to utter her name through her bloody lips, but it was too late, and instead, it callously thrashed her aside and went in search of a new target.
She remembered bleeding out on the ground with tears rolling down her cheeks, and then she remembered nothing.
Except, now, she could feel a slight warmth. She could feel winds hit against her from some unknown source, and she could feel air and heat and warmth.
A lot of warmth.
Heavy warmth.
The warmth seemed to have coalesced itself mostly against a single part of her entire anatomy, and she did not understand it. The warmth was large, it was pulsating, and it constantly moved in and out of her rectum with such a fast pace that she did not know how to describe it. The warmth felt quite good, good, oh, it was getting better and better as she could feel the shape as something veiny and hard, and as it moved faster and faster, going deeper into her at a pace nothing had ever done before.
W-what was this sensation?
Slowly, she could feel her body again, she could feel everything again, and belatedly, she could hear the sounds of rushing winds as groans, and it took the last of her strength to open up her eyelids.
She almost screamed once she found herself in the sky, so far high up that the trees and everything else appeared like mere specks of green.
She did scream however, as she felt an inexplicable pleasure rock her body from the warmth that was in her ass, that stretched it and continued to plough into it endlessly, back and forth, and she could not help but clench her butt cheeks in some attempt to stop the pleasurable invasion.
She heard a groan.
"Ah! Finally you're conscious. Damn, your ass feels way tighter now that you're awake."
She turned her head up to the voice, carefully, as she did not know what it would take to stop whatever insane jutsu that was keeping them airborne, as she stared at the golden spiked hair of the man, and his two, enchanting eyes. He was shirtless, and his body possessed a great deal of muscle and well defined abs, which she trailed down, until reached his waist and realized that he was holding her by the thighs, his strong hands somehow not at all bothered from her weight, and his large, member was buried deep within her ass, hidden by her two butt cheeks.
She was confused. She was disorientated, and she had no idea as to anything except the fact that she now knew what anal sex felt like, against her own volition.
"W-w-what? WHAT ARE YOU DOING –"
He slapped her across the ass hard, and she let out a strong gasp from the sensation, which made her clench her butt even harder, and made him groan.
"Ah fuck, those wet dreams were spot on. Your ass is snug as hell."
Indignation and anger instantly took over as her face turned a brilliant pink, the same shade of her hair.
"S-STOP! PERVERT! YOU CAN'T –
She let out a 'meep' as she felt his fingers trail across the patch of hair above her womanwood.
"And what do you know, the drapes match the curtains. Part of me always thought you dyed your hair pink."
She rapidly began squirming in his grasp, kicking as she attempted to pry herself from his powerful grip. She – she hadn't even kissed anyone yet! And – and – she had only ever had plans of doing things like this with Sasuke-kun, not this male version of Naruko! None of this was in her plans, and she was only thankful that he had not decided to penetrate her virginity, and had focused on her ass instead.
Her ass! T-t-t-things came out from there, they weren't supposed to go in!
"I'LL TEAR YOU LIMB FROM LIMB SHANNARO! YOU PERVERTED –"
"Before you say or do anything stupid as you usually do, allow me to point out two things."
The voice cut across so sharply that she had no other choice but to listen.
"First, we are several thousand kilometers above the ground. The exact number? Low enough that you might feel dizzy from the thin air, but not yet suffocating from a lack of it, but high enough to make sure that you if you fall, you'll become a nice pink and red stain on the ground."
Slowly, she felt the saliva in her mouth coalesce as she gulped.
"Second, you were dead. I brought you back to life just so I could test if your ass really was as tight as my wet dreams often indicated, and unless you give me a reason tokeepyou alive, once I shoot my seed into your ass, I'm dropping you."
Her eyes easily widened from that information.
He – he brought her from the dead? That was impossible – but, at the same time she would never forget the feeling of her heart being ripped out… GAH! None of this made any sense! Tsunade-shishou had said that there were no Jutsu capable of reviving the dead, but if that was the case, how did he do it? AND WHY WAS HIS PENIS IN HER ASS?!
Wait… was this what they called rape?
Her anger was instantly culled by a deep-seated fear.
"LET ME GO! LET ME GO! STOP! LET ME – "
Wait, saying let me go in such a situation would be the worst thing she could do.
"Let you? Oh, you want me to let you go?"
She spotted a hawk, one of the most majestic birds of all time, flyingbelowthem.
"NO! Nononono! I – mean –"
"You want me to unhand you? To release you? To set you free? If you object to me thrusting my dick into your ass at high speeds whilst clouds and birds pass us by, oh do tell me now."
She opened her mouth, realizing that there was nothing she could say that would mean he should stop assaulting her, and not mean that he should stop holding her.
He had the high ground.
Her mouth closed with a dry clack as her throat burned.
"Yeah, I fucking thought so."
He proceeded to slam his hips into her buttocks, making her eyes go wide and teary from the sensations of the full length of his cock going deeper into her ass.
She screamed at the top of her voice, from the sensation, as he repeated the tactic, disengaging his cock and then thrusting it in again at full speed, whilst he rammed into her in an airborne doggy style position.
"So Sakura-chan, do you enjoy the feeling of my cock in your ass?"
She almost insulted him for asking the question, as though she was supposed to enjoy the feelings of that pulsating, large member brutally enjoy her ass whilst flying high in the sky.
"Well, if you don't, I guess I'll just have to stop and fold my arms –"
"Y-yes! I enjoy the feeling of your cock deep in my ass!"
"Master."
What?
"From now on you call me master. Unless your pride is worth more than your life –"
"No-! Of course n-not master!"
She bit her lip as she berated herself once more when she felt the man, who had claimed to be the son of the Yondaime and some secret child of Madara Uchiha, the man who had called himself Naruko's brother, proceeded to continue ramming his cock down her ass.
Why? Why was this feeling so good? Why was she getting so aroused and so turned on? Screaming or crying would do no good because no one would ever hear her so high up, but rather than feel a burning passion or embarrassment or shame from being violated in this manner, all she felt was sweet, inexplicable pleasure.
"Do you enjoy my cock Sakura-chan? Do you?"
He spanked her over the ass again and again and she could not even explain the waves of pleasure that rocked down her body. What was wrong with her? She could feel herself already soaking wet, and it was becoming harder and harder to think straight with the behemoth that was ramming into her ass at high speeds.
Was it because she had died as he claimed? To have gone from dying one second, to suddenly being alive and having sex the next, was that why she wasn't screaming or protesting and just let the man thrust into her anyway he liked? Enduring this was far, far better than the coldness she had felt when she was dead, and to have gone from that to this was a much greater alternative.
He spun her out from the doggy position, and instead he held her in what could only be considered an upside-down cowgirl position, as she was now able to finally get a glimpse of his face, his strong masculine face and his diamond jawline, as his eyes glanced into her with a passion as he continued to thrust into her. Her body rocking from each thrust, as sensation filled her up, her nipples erect and firm, her voice coming out in brief whimpers as she let out ragged breaths and subtle moans.
"I am your God Sakura. I am the one who brought you back from the dead when your teammate had ripped your heart out."
She did not have the voice to refuse, she could not even so much as deny or say anything else, pleasure rocking her body as his tongue captured her lips, then went deeper into her tongue, subjugating it within seconds as he explored every corner and every cavity of her mouth without a hint of subtlety.
"If you live now, you live only to please me."
"N-n-no –" She whimpered, her every breath becoming a hot moan. This – this was w-wrong – s She – she loved Sasuke-kun. She wanted to be with Sasuke-kun… but, his touches, his words, his scent, his lips, all of it were fire, all of it made her body yearn for more and for more.
"You are nothing without me Sakura. Useless, weak, but with me, you are everything. I complete you, I make you whole. I am your master. I am your god."
The last of her inhibitions and restraints broke as she felt him trail his hands around her breasts, finding her nipples and using his thumb and index finger to fine-tune them, turning and twisting them as the rest of his palm angrily grabbed her petite A-cups. Oh god yes, she wanted him in more than just her ass, she wanted him in every crevice and every hole, he was liquid, caressing down her form and pouring down her with reckless abandon.
Yes… she, she owed him his life. Without him she would be nothing.
She had always been useless without him hadn't she? Yes… he was her master… her master…
"P-please – please me! Pleasure me more Master! Complete me! Fuck me harder master! Fill me up with your seed! Make this useless bitch have purpose!"
He had a vicious grin on her face as he bucked his hips three times, her entire body shuddering as she felt the veiny member inside her, giving her a level of pleasure she had never seen before.
"Now… let me… give your life… MEANING!"
She felt as though lightning had struck her body as she arched her head back from the feeling of the thick, hot wad of semen rushing into her ass, she tightened her butt cheeks hard, and clenched her hole from the sensations, as hot tears stung at her eyes and the heat of the sticky load made her moan.
"AHHHH! I'm CUMMING! I'm CUMMING from your cock in my ass Master!"
She grit her teeth hard as her vision swam, and liquids squirted from her woman hood, her entire body rocking and shaking madly like someone undergoing a seizure, continuing this process as her toes curled and her entire head swung back.
"Damn that was awesome."
She stared, hazily at the man's grinning form before his hands then formed into a familiar cross-handsign that she had seen Naruko use countless times.
Eight shadow clones popped into existence around them, all of them equally grinning, and all of them having their massive bulging cocks out and erect.
"Time for rounds two to one hundred."
Those words were the last things she remembered before her world once again turned black.
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If one were to have looked up into the skies at that moment, they would have met the surprising sight of a shirtless young man, descending from the heavens like a god. In his arms was a woman who's entire form was still rocking and shaking from orgasms, as she was drenched from head to toe in semen. Her ass was gaping open and was leaking copious amounts of the sticky white liquid, and so was her vagina, which had been stretched out and was also filled to the brim with it. Her eyes were rolled into the back of her head, as her mouth lay open and her tongue stuck out, with an entire gulp-full of semen within.
"So I can cross out anal fucking and gangbanging Sakura into unconsciousness off my list. All righty! What's next?"
The spot at which he had arrived, had a familiar blonde woman, whose hair was usually tied up into pigtails but now allowed to freely flow. The woman was hunched over, as a clone's dick was thrusting down her throat in the front, and there was another clone ravaging her pussy from behind.
"Damn boss! You have to try Temari out! She's got this awesome deepthroat technique!"
"Screw that! You need to try out her pussy! It's not as tight as Kaguya's but she clamps on so hard I almost dispelled as I nutted!"
He shook his head. "You guys forget that I gain all your memories and experiences when you dispel, so I'll remember the sensations of both."
Both clones nodded, before letting out groans as they cummed loads into the Kazekage's sister, the clone at the front spurting down her throat with such force that Temari had failed to effectively swallow it all and nearly choked, and the one at the back blowing his load into her pussy, and watching as it made her stomach swell slightly from the sheer amount.
They both dispelled at the same time, and Yami cursed as the memories of their intercourse and sensations instantly hit him.
Thankfully, Sakura the Cumdumpster was available for him to rapidly shove his dick down her throat as he blew his load into her for the umpteenth time that day. Even unconscious, she was able to swallow most of it, and the mere sensation of his cock in her mouth sent her into another shuddering fit of orgasms.
Ah, Yami let out a satisfied grin as he removed his dick from her mouth, and stared at the likewise unconscious Temari. Both of them had been killed by the she-clone, whom he had discovered was named Naruko (how original) and he had brought them back using the Outer Path of his Rinnegan.
It had been fun fucking them both senseless, but now he supposed it was time to go out and kill somebody.
He recalled from the memories of the clone that Kaguya had gone off to 'infiltrate' the Akatsuki as he had instructed, which left him with just enough time for him to do what he needed to do, by destroying Konoha and the other Four Shinobi villages.
Oh yeah, Sunagakure had just lost the Kazekage Gaara hadn't it? They'd be the first one that he'd destroy. Or enslave. Or both.
Why? Because he was Yami Naruto, that's why.
And because yadda yadda child of prophecy, yadda yadda savior or destroyer of the world. Technically this wasn't his own world to begin with, but who cared about the details? It was destruction time.
"Alright! Time to go kill thousands of useless generic male shinobi, and enslave their women and children! Who's with me?"
He frowned at the lack of response, before blinking. Oh, wait, he had fucked both of them into unconsciousness.
"Kamui."
Whistling a jaunty tune to himself, he picked up the two girls with the Deva Path's power of gravity, and tossed them into his Kamui dimension, before closing it up and flexing his muscles.
He was going to enjoy this.
Oh yeah, where did that she-clone of his go anyway? Probably went on a rampage in the three-tailed cloak.
He shrugged. He'd come back for her after he made a thousand widows and orphans.
Because he was just that kind of guy.