Chapter 5: Shinobi Village Down
There was heat. Blazing, burning, scorching heat that felt as though the very pits of hell had descended upon her form and ravaged her to its utter delight. The heat danced and sailed across every crevice and part of her body with the fervor of a pirate sailing the seas, desperate to find that long lost treasure. Yet, the heat moved as though there was no map, wandering, drifting, swaying, as it climbed the peaks of her breasts, the large sweaty mounds bouncing as the heat caressed it's tips. Hardened nipples were flicked and twisted, as though a young infant had found themselves fascinated with them and knew not the effect such actions would have.
She mewled.
The sounds that came out of her mouth and the thoughts that ran through her head were in vicious conflict.
This was wrong.
She said, watching as her village burned with a brief, vibrant intensity, all-consuming black flames converting all matter to ash, and as her shinobi, her wonderful, shinobi, ran, and screamed, and burned. Yet, as they did this, all she could do was let out a dry raspy moan, agonizingly hating the sound of her own voice as the heat returned to her body, this time, lower, feeling an appendage trace around the edges of her thighs and ever so closely to her vulva.
This is wrong.
Her body fervently disagreed, as small, shuddering gasps escaped her lips, as she once more felt an appendage, a tongue, she vaguely realized, stroke up and down the her vulva, lapping up the moistness with all the passion of parched man drinking from a pool of water.
She whimpered.
To her side, one of her female ANBU watched, unable to move, stripped bare and hunched over as resounding smacks echoed on her backside and she shrieked like a whore. In her front, another clone of their attacker stood, shoving the full length of his cock that was longer than most standard rulers down the poor girl's throat.
I need to stop this.
She wanted to, but the thought was sent out of her mind as she felt the tongue penetrate her, eyes going watery from the sensation as another hearty moan escaped her lips. She could feel the warmth and heaviness of the muscle inside her, she could make out it's very shape and length, as it began to whirl and whirl, licking the top, licking the bottom, licking side to side, and her vision was filled with nothing more than stars upon stars.
She turned her gaze momentarily back to her ANBU, watching, as the woman's face was forcibly thrust front and back, repeatedly, like an aged process, her eyes utterly wide and her cheeks extended as her lips was latched on to the cock. The clone did not spare her in the slightest, barrelling faster, each thrust slamming his balls into the poor girl's chin, as he held the back of her head and turned her entire face into his personal toy.
This is so wrong.
Yet, she found herself clenching her hand and curling her toes as the tongue went deeper, further, as the man eating her out somehow manipulated the appendage, using it to savor her insides like no one ever had. It was too much, she was feeling too much all at once.
She gasped.
She knew why it felt so good, as despite her relative good looks, she was an utter novice when it came to sexual experiences, her appearance often intimidated men, and so did her power. Becoming the Mizukage had certainly not changed that, and she had believed, for the longest time, that she would never find someone who would please her.
Oh so wrong.
Her village was burning, the Village Hidden in the Mist would and could instead be renamed to the Village Hidden in Smoke, and here she was, legs wrapped around the man responsible, moaning and heaving and panting as he ate her out like he was a starving god descending on his divine meal.
"Does it feel good Mei-chan?"
Finally, he once again graced her with his voice, it however, came from a clone standing beside her, his fully extended and heavenly scenting cock aroused, and pushed against her left nipple.
"Your village is burning. Your men are dying. Does seeing this turn you on?"
She knew, he was extremely specific when he said hermenwere dying. As she gazed upon her village, she witnessed the form of dozens and dozens of the man's clones having sex with every decently attractive woman he could find. All of them moaning and screaming to stop whilst he carelessly ploughed at them from behind.
The men? Burning, engulfed by black flames. Screaming to whatever devil or gods of death to release them from their hell.
"Does watching this… make you…aroused?"
"N-no –"
"Tsk. Tsk. I don't like liars Mei-chan."
He placed to fingers into her mouth, and she did not have the strength to resist or even bite, as his index and middle fingers brought out her tongue gently, and rubbed it.
He gave her a chilling grin, especially with those eyes of his, one purple and one red, dangerously spinning, hypnotizing, calming –
"W-wha – AUGGGH!"
Her body rocked, vibrating and flopping like a fish desperate to return to water, as hot white tears stung at the edges of her eyes as sheer pleasure unlike that she had ever encountered filled her, as the tongue had elongated and hit her womb, and her inexperienced body gave in, her teeth mashing against each other as she released her juices straight into the man's mouth.
He lapped them up, greedily sucking andslurpingdown on her –
"Gahahaghi – aaaahgaah!"
Incoherent words escaped her lips as hesuckedandslurpedher entire womanhood, his mouth completely covering it up as he proceeded to suck it out as though it were a venomous bite inflicted on the skin, making her feel as though she were a simple box of juice that was punctured and drawn from at the straw.
"You enjoyed that didn't you?"
Her heavy pants could not allow her speak, as her mind drew vacant blanks, as though she was a canvas that had been set aside to be begin work by a master artisan, and the original, the man who had been greedily drinking from her most sacred of places stood, his eyes alight with fire.
"I'm going to make you mine, Mei-chan. I am going to break you, and rebuild you from the ground up until the name you call me..."
He trailed his fingers down her chin.
"Is God."
~~~~~~~~~~ Prophecy Besmirched ~~~~~~~~~
"All ANBU units in place! I want teams Alpha and Zeta working around the clock and covering the northern and southern entrances and exits!"
"Hai Raikage-sama!"
"Teams Omega and Echo, cover the eastern and western Exits, if you so much as remotely see a chipmunk that looks blond, you kill it immediately!"
"Hai Raikage-sama!"
"Well? What the hell are you waiting for? There's an SS-Rank Terrorist on the loose out there with the eyes of the bloody sage of six paths, and he's destroyed Three Hidden Villages! Do you want OURS to be next?!"
Mabui was startled at the speeds at which the ANBU left the Raikage's office. She had to hold on tightly to the stacks of paper as they charged out, leaving the young dark-skinned secretary of the Raikage stunned.
She could not entirely blame them, as it was the general tension and atmosphere in the air that had led to this situation. They were lucky that their spies in Sunagakure had been able to inform them about the threat, before being killed. The ones they had in Iwagakure had no hope, and it was only the Earth Daimyo's army and those outside of its boundaries at the time that had given the reports. The village had been completely and absolutely annihilated in seconds.
There was a small creeping discomfort to her, as she could not imagine hundreds of thousands of lives ended so callously, despite being a shinobi, such mass levels of destruction where almost completely unheard of.
"Mabui! What are you doing spacing around like that? I thought I told you to go get my brother and Yugito!"
She snapped out of her daze and then allowed a thin line to come unto her face as she frowned. She knew that the Raikage was no doubt wound up from the threats, but even she did not truly appreciate his angry tones.
"I sent for him thirty minutes ago Raikage-sama. I think he was training with his team. Yugito on the other hand will be here soon."
The Raikage snarled, his muscles bulging as his face was contorted into one of extreme annoyance.
"Our entire lifestyle and race faces extinction from someone who has inherited the eyes of the being who gave us our lifestyle in the first place. I don't believe in any Karma or destiny, and I amnotgoing to sit down and let myself, my village, and everything I have ever worked for, be destroyed at a whim."
"Good thing you'll be dead… corpses have never been good at sitting in the first place."
Mabui would never be able to explain the sheer level of terror that entered her form the second the mysterious voice had uttered that statement into the air. Both of them rapidly turned their gazes to the corner of the room, where a blond haired man immediately appeared, shirtless, with lean muscle and a slight sheen of sweat covering his form. Beside him, was a white-haired woman with horns on her head, dressed in what Mabui could only describe as a priestess' outfit that had been retrofitted for a whore. The gown was ever so short and displayed her vagina, the long white stockings made no sense context wise but somehow only added to the sensuality of the outfit, and the neck was cropped low enough to display so much cleavage and the tips of her nipples, which likewise protruded through the robes.
In a second, the Raikage charged, lightning crackling his form in a brilliant, dazzling manner as he lunged at the invaders, momentarily giving Mabui hope at seeing her fearless leader dive straight into the action.
"All Killing Ash Bones."
Her hope plummeted, as the priestess-whore woman countered with a black, bone like material that struck and pierced the Raikage directly in the middle of his forehead, somehow bypassing the man's legendary lightning armor without breaking a sweat, and bringing him to a cold, hard stop.
He dropped to the wooden floor, and immediately afterwards, his head began to vanish, disintegrating into nothingness, as the rest of his body followed, and in no time at all, all that was left of the great Raikage A, was nothing but a pile of ashes, swept to the wind.
Her gaze turned to the duo, and she watched as the blond man callously struck his fingers up the woman's vagina, making her give out a large moan and eep.
"W-what is the meaning of this?"
"Boo. Boo. Seriously Kaguya, I wanted to kill the Raikage myself. You know, so I could brag about literally fucking or killingallthe Kage. You stole my kill."
"I – I did not know that –"
"Which is why I shoved my fingers up your cunt. Each time you do something I don't like, I'll shove my fingers either up your pussy, or up your ass, and make you suck on them immediately after."
"Is there a chance you couldnotdo that?"
"Is there a chance of the Raikage growing to old age and hugging his grandkids?"
Mabui stared at the duo, baffled, mystified, terrified, as she just watched the strongest man she knew, the fastest man in the entire village, be killed by this woman who was somehow in an abusive sexual relationship with the grinning blond man beside her.
She – She needed to call Killer Bee, or – or – Yugito, or someone, because she knew there was not a chance in hell of her being able to defeat these two, whose chakra presence felt as though she was standing in front of a god and a tailed beast.
The man then turned his gaze to her.
Her heart promptly stopped as she watched him smirk and lick his lips.
"Well what do we have here?"
She tried to turn around to run, only to freeze as the second she turned around, the man was there, staring, grinning.
She did not even realize when warm liquids utterly drenched her underwear and dribbled down her legs, staining the floor.
"She wet herself out of fear. I do not know whether to be impressed at how intimidating you must be to inspire such a reaction, or disgusted at how cowardly this woman is."
Mabui heard the woman's words, but she did not care, her pride did not matter and her life was far more important than any stupid pride she might have believed she possessed.
"P-p-please d-d-don't kill me…."
"Oh, I'm not gonna kill you…"
He said those words with a smile, and somehow they weren't comforting.
"I'm just gonna fuck you…"
He took a step forward."
"Really…"
His fingers snuck down her soaked panties.
"Really…"
His tongue descended.
"Hard."
And all Mabui knew was pleasure.