To be the Lord Seventh's lover was something Sarada cherished. To know him intimately, both emotionally and physically, set her heart a flutter and made her proud that she was born a woman and could take care of his needs. Her time spent with him, initially as his assistant, developed her crush into something much deeper and stronger, and she was so glad he reciprocated her feelings.

It was a blessing.

However—

However, the special kind of torture of sitting on his cock,unmoving, as he made critical decisions about Konoha's future at his desk made her consider if she should have pursued a vanilla romance with an average man.

The weight and mass of his large cock pressed inside of her cunt so fully, stretching her walls, the head kissing against her cervix and sending jolts of pain and pleasure with any minute movement was devastating.

Her body was full, obscenely so, but she ached formore.

Thrusting, bucking, rutting, fucking—oh how desperately she wanted for Lord Seventh to hold her down and use her cunt like a masturbation tool.

Instead, she was forced to sit and wait. And, despite only warming his cock for an hour, barely moving and with her hands on her lap (scrunching the fabric of her skirt tightly in her fists to keep from furiously rubbing her clit—this was forhispleasure, not hers), her cunt was amess. Her lips were flushed and swollen around the base of his cock, her clit was so sensitive ithurt, and her slick stuck irritatingly along Sarada's thighs and soaked Naruto-sama's pants to the point where there was a distractingly obvious smell of aneedybitchcuntin the closed room.

Sarada took a calming breath through her nose as she tried to focus on anything but how her cunt walls were memorizing every ridge, vein, and contour of Naruto-sama's magnificent cock.

Sarada leaned forward to read the documents Lord Seventh was filling out. Processes to continue irrigation development in the south. It was a good plan and Sarada thought—

Naruto-sama shifted in his seat and his cockhead brushed against her a-spot, right in front of her cervix and the shock of pleasure was too much.

Sarada let out a deep, prolonged groan and flopped back against the Lord Seventh's body, forcing him to let go of his pen. She canted her hips and began grinding softly on his cock, forcing his head to brush against her cervix and a-spot over and over.

Sarada was sure if someone even breathed on her aching clit, at that moment, she would come so hard it would knock her out.

Instead, she received a harsh, sharp slap over her covered cunt from the Hokage's large palm and the pain was just enough to keep her orgasm at bay. He gripped her thigh so tightly she was forced to stop her near bucking motions.

"It's barely been an hour, you filthy little girl." Naruto-sama tutted in her ear, his voice all husk and depravity and Sarada was still so keyed up, despite the slap, she could probably come if he kept muttering degrading comments into her ear.

Sarada began blabbering before she finally let out a coherent sentence, "Sir, please,please,I know I'm a worthless, useless girl, but I-I want to come so badly."

"Hmmm, at least you know that much about yourself…but how will you learn if I let you come? Maybe I should send you home to your parents like this. Leaking and empty." Naruto gently gripped her pale throat, brushing a calloused thumb against her pulse point and forcing whimpers out of Sarada's lips.

"I-if that is what you want sir, if that will make you h-happy," Sarada managed to eek out despite tears of disappointment and frustration already forming.

"Oh, oh darling, you really have me wrapped around your finger, don't you?"

Sarada shook her head, not understanding what Hokage-sama was talking about, but she didn't have time to ponder it when he reached underneath her skirt and began toying around her swollen clit, his fingers gliding all the way up to her damp pubic hair and back, but avoiding her clit itself, making her tremble like a wanton slut as he played with her body.

"You're a pathetic little cock warmer, but that's okay Sarada-chan, I'm going to teach you, it's my duty as your Hokage, yeah?"

"Yes, sir, train me, please," Sarada begged, her tongue sticking out as she panted, obsessed with the idea of becoming the perfect cock warming tool for her Hokage.

For her Naruto.

He dipped his fingers down, gently circling her clit, slowly approaching it.

"Come, my darling little Sarada-chan," and when Naruto pinched her clit, Sarada came so hard she shrieked and squirted, ruining an hour's worth of hard work by Naruto, and didn't even have time to apologize because she passed out, her cunt still clinging and squeezing around his cock.