Chapter 24: Chapter 24 - Hinata 2

The minutes ticked by.

Hinata neither asked for her lover to stop, nor to finish her.

She panted, mewled, and clutched at the loose silken sheets in a daze.

Naruto-kun nibbled on her ear, because he knew well what that did to her.

Original Naruto-kun slowly trailed kisses down from her pussy, towards her puckered pink asshole.

And for a crazy, single moment, she was horrified that her Master would go so low as to tongue her puckered asshole.

She would do something as servile as that to him in a moment. But there was something horribly wrong about him doing that to her, despite the clean and ready state she always kept all her holes for him.

It felt twisted to reverse their roles in such a profound way. And she found her mind fantasizing about it. Standing over him. Mewling in delight as he knelt below and tongued out her clean, cherry-lube flavored asshole.

She imagined it, but she still felt grateful and rewarded and more loving than ever that he would reward his slut with such dedication.

But he didn't tongue her.

He still wouldn't let her cum.

She bucked her hips madly and didn't know if she wanted him to tongue her cunt or her ass, but she knew that he was in control. He was between her thighs, but he controlled her pleasure to every minutia.

He wanted her to bare her soul, and until she did then she would be tortured by his sweet tongue.

She knew it for a fact.

Master Naruto-kun massaged her thighs. He even massaged right above her clit.

She hadn't thought that this part of her abdomen would be an erogenous zone.

But the more he refused her orgasm, the more her pleasure centers seemed to spread across her body.

Soon she was bucking grinding her hips into her lover's face, hands wrapped in his blonde locks, hoping that a stray motion from him would rub her neglected clit.

Hoping he would set her burning body off.

With one hand he grasped her hip and held her firmly in place.

She wanted to sob in frustration as he began to blog gently over on her clit.

She wanted to cum so badly.

She kept squealing as the other Naruto-kun nibbled on her ear and whispered sweet nothings to her.

"Are you ready to confess?" He asked her. "Confess to your master, all the dirty little secrets you're hiding? Will you bare your inner slut to me?."

"D-Don't be mad…" She breathed. Her whole body trembling in need. "Don't hate me…"

"Depending on what you say - if you mention any other guy's name - I might get mad. I might walk out that door and almost kill someone." Naruto admitted honestly, kissing and massaging her thigh sensuously. "But I won't hate you. We will work through it together."

"Not…. Not that…" Hinata said. "Never… that…"

Naruto breathed a sigh of relief. "Then?"

"Please…" Hinata licked her dry lips. "Put… Put… your hands… around my… throat, and, ano… use me." She breathed. "I want… to… choke… please. I want to feel like I'm going to suffocate. Please?"

She had never shared these thoughts with anyone, even him.

She had never even written them into her diary.

She trembled, because if he drew back from her in fright or disgust, she knew she would shatter.

"Are you sure?" Naruto asked, caressing her cheek.

"Please." She whispered. "I'm such a dirty girl."

"Yeah." Naruto agreed. "My dirty girl."

With a shiver running through her body, Hinata felt her lover's strong hands wrap snugly but not painfully around her throat.

A symbol, more than anything, about his dominance. Her trust.

And what a dirty slut she could be.

"And. And let me cum. Fuck your big strong cock into my filthy Hyuuga womb." She begged her last request in a tiny voice, as her lover's precum oozing cock inched towards her puckered lips. He had positioned himself above her position on the bed. Her two Naruto-kuns were going to skewer her on their thick cocks. "Please. Please."

"Anything for my birthday girl." Naruto agreed.

"And-And still love me after. I love you. I need you. I burn for you. Don't ever leave me. I'd just die. I'm so dirty. I'm so filthy. Please love me. I need it so bad. Please. Please. Oh, please. "

"Hina-chan. You cutie-pie. If you're dirty then I'm worse because I'm loving it." He said with a grin. "I'm only too happy to use you like a disposable blow-up doll, fuck you ragged. Make you fall limp, drowning in cum. And I'll love you all the while. And tonight we'll cuddle, watch a movie, and do all those loving things. I promise. Your safe-word-"

"Not today." Hinata whimpered. Her Shadow-Clone Master was slapping her cheeks impatiently with his hard cock. Her original Master was slapping her burning pussy with his own thick, hard shaft. "Use me. No safe-word. Please. Oh, please…"

"It's like you were made for me." Naruto breathed. He silently activated the empathic abilities he had inherited from the Kyuubi so that he would still be able to measure her limits, without telling her he did so. He decided to let her stew in the premise of danger. "You were made to be owned. You were made to be my pretty, highborn trophy."

"Yes. Please. Oh my Darling Master." Hinata whimpered, struggling to keep two thoughts together, despite the firm, very slightly pained grip of his big hands on her throat driving her insane with desire. "Thank you Naruto-kun. Thank you Master." She breathed. "Thank you. Than -!"

She couldn't finish her words.

Master had crammed his huge shaft all the way down her throat in one powerful thrust.

The resistance of her poorly trained throat-pussy had given him some natural resistance, but her Master simply used his muscular hips and his firm grip on her throat to force her throat wide and stuff it full. One second she had been speaking to her boyfriend, the next second she had to close her eyes as his weighty, seed-filled balls were slapping her in the face.

Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Hinata's mind chanted.

It was so savage and hot that Hianta's eyes rolled back and she bucked wildly, clawing at the sheets, finally cresting her long awaited orgasm.

She sprayed her girly cum all over the original Naruto's shaft.

I'm cumming. I'm cumming just from having my throat fucked. No, having my throat used for masturbation.

He's squeezing my throat just right. I'm such a pain slut. I'm his pain slut whore bitch cunt -

Her thoughts became derailed as she felt her boyfriend - no, her Master - shove his cock unceremoniously up her drooling cunt.

She blanked out, only bucked madly. Thrashing in orgasm, yet still deeply restrained.

Held in place, of course, by the sweet hold of his strong manly hands on her neck, but also by the cocks buried to the root in her wet holes.

Her little squirts of girly cum had served as extra lubrication, which aided him in shoving his fat cock deep into her womb with one thrust as well.

Hinata screamed, but her throat was so full that it came out as a desperate hum.

The men, both of them the one love of her life. Her one Lord and Master, began to use her like a cheap blow up doll.

She felt cheap, and yet loved. Her Master fucked her upside-down face and jerked her throat as if he was masturbating

The combination of air deprivation and the feel of his balls slapping her face so lewdly had filled her mind with a haze.

Thank god for her underwater training. She probably had a few more minutes in her.

And the grip on her throat was always just the right amount of pain. He still loved her.

She loved him so, so much.

Master pounded her from both sides, without rhythm. Without reason.

The did her with only the full uncoordinated savagery of their passion for her nubile, perfectly bred princess body.

And, she knew, their passion for her heart.

They fucked her, and fucked her.

Her mind chanted. Yes, Yes, Yes, I'm cumming. I'm cumming again. It's even better than before. It's so, so good! It's so GOOD!

Her stuffed pussy distended as only her Lover-Master could force her to. His long, lovely cock made her little pussy struggle to stretch into the familiar shape, as he banged on the entrance to her womb.

Over and over, he knocked on her womb as if demanding entry. Making her waist jump with jolts of pleasure.

Her poor cervix, so suddenly assaulted by the familiar bulbous cockhead, hastily began to soften. Hastily began to prepare to let him inside.

She didn't know what to do with her hands. She was flailing. She was clawing. She was ripping their nice sheets to shreds.

Soon, because he was just so perfect, because he just always, always, seemed to know just exactly what she needed, she felt her wonderful Master grasp her wrists and pin them to the bedside to either side of her head.

His hands on her throat. His hands on her wrists. He thrust deep into her throat, and stayed there. She felt the balls that were resting against her face tighten and she began to greedily suck in preparation for her favorite breakfast treat.

His cock was just now, prying open her greedy womb, so that finally he could fit the rest of him inside. Finally she could feel his hips slapping her ass as he would really start to fuck her.

He panted and grunted like an animal. He had her pinned so perfect. He secured her below his strong body.

She tried to wrap her ankles around his waist but he fucked her so hard that she could twitch and spasm in the aftershock of every deep thrust.

Her climaxes began to blend together into one long, familiar feeling.

As if she were flying above the clouds.

As if she was cumming her brains out. He brought her, as he so reliably did, to a place where she didn't know if it were climactic or not.

But it was unbelievably orgasmic.

A deep, thorough pleasure. Full bodied. Savage.

"Is this what you wanted?" He leaned in and asked against her ear. "To be used like this?"

"Gggghk!" Hinata gagged. She lay on her back. Her head was knocked back so that she could lay vulnerable and be used like the perfect cocksleave. So she couldn't see her lover's face. Her worldview was made up of his muscular hips, his swaying, heavy balls, and his drool-slick shaft that kept sliding in and out, and in, and out.

Naruto-kun! Naruto-kun!

"Do you want to breathe?" He asked her gently.

She tried to shake her head no. She was growing faint but that just made it better. It was everything she had hoped it would be.

She was scared that he would not be able to discern her meaning.

But as always he already knew everything about her body's needs.

"Is that so? You'd rather prefer my cock to air? You're so filthy"

"Gggghk!"

I love you. I love you . Love you so much.

"What would your father say? What would your clan say?"

"Gggghk!"

Fuck them. They've never loved me. They only wondered if I would disappoint them. They tried to make me something I'm not. I'm not a fighter. I'm not a leader.

I'm a slut. I'm a servant.

I'm your slut. I'm your servant.

I love you, need you, want you, have to have you, have to be had by you.

She activated her Byakugan, having to see him.

Oh, did she ever.

If he was manly in his naked form, then he was simply a deity in his chakra.

He loomed over her like a giant. It took her breath away.

Or, it would have. If she weren't already gagging on his cock.

"I'm going to use you up." He told her. "I'm going to ruin this perfect work of art that is your body. This sweet, tight, pink pussy, I'm going to stretch it and stretch it, so that any of your attendants will know what a whore you are for me. You're such a filthy girl. But you want to be soo good, don't you?"

"Gggghk!" Hinata's gagging throat was the most she could respond.

"How can we help you through this? How can you combine both of these desires? Oh… maybe I'll let you be my personal bitch? You're a filthy slut, but only to one man. That makes you a good woman. You're a good little cum-dump. My personal, only ever mine, filthy Hyuuga cum-receptacle!"

"Gggghk!"

Yes. Yes. I'm your slut. I'm your whore. I'm your cum-dump. I'm your slave. Let me be your slave!

"Look at this smooth skin, white as snow. But I'll send you back home caked from head to toe in pale yellow, dried cum."

"Gggghk!"

"Is that what you want? Say 'Yes Master' if that's what your little whore heart desires."

"Gggghk!"

"Ymnph~!"

"Mnph~!"

"Gggghk!"

Yes!

Yes!

Fuck Yes!

Send me back branded by your cum. Send me home dripping your glistening love. Oh, father would be furious, but I don't care. You're the only man in my life that matters now. And anyway, the other women will be so jealous. Brand me. Brand my throat as you branded my womb. I give it to you, Master! I'm coming again. Again and again. OH GOD Master please!

"Oh, that's right." He chuckled, nibbling her ear. "No safe word. Silly little Hyuuga Princess, what have you done?" He thrust particularly hard to accent his point. "No breaks." And again. "No choice." She was cumming so hard that tears were flowing from her eyes. But he wouldn't stop. Her spittle leaked out from her widely stretched lips, trailing down her face. Her abused, cum-slut face.

"Mnph~!" Her muffled voice had taken on a sweet tone.

"Is that a thank you?"

"Mmn~! Hmm~!"

Hinata tried valiantly to nod her head while she was moaning and slurping on thick cock.

Naruto chuckled and slammed his hips home. He had her stuffed from both sides with his cocks spurting sticky ropes of cum into his woman from both sides.

Hinata felt like she was drowning in him. Her eyes fluttered in bliss, body shuddering in climax. She tried to thrash, but she was so thoroughly secured beneath him. She could only deliciously shudder in place, despite her full-body orgasm, moan, and gag.

She finally realized what she'd been missing all day. That odd incomplete feeling.

As warm proof of her lover's affection flowed down her throat and warmed her up inside, she realized that she'd been missing her morning blow-job.

And that this, having her face and cunt ridden from both sides, her wrists pinned and her throat clasped tight, was so infinitely better.

His cock pound into her womb and filled her already heavy womb up to bursting. She felt him rubbing up against the inside of her body. His cock was nestled at the maximum depth, right below her ribs. He was stretching her womb so, so much. Filling up her womb like a balloon.

Truly a blissful start to the day.

"Happy birthday, Honey." Naruto said, still pinning her wrists and leaning close even as he could feel her swelling womb push against his abdomen. "I love you. I love you…"

He gave her a gentle, chaste kiss on her cheek, even as her cheeks bulged with overflowing spunk.

Hinata couldn't quite see her lover. Her lover's sweaty balls were slapped rudely over her eyes, filling her nostrils with his musky scent. But her Byakugan could see his goldy chakra body fully dominate her. She could even watch his cocks spurting inside of her own eager holes. She could watch as watch his virile spunk flooded into her ready body from both sides.

She was encapsulate in him. She was drowning in him. She was, again, she now understood, that he was attempting to stake his claim on her in a way that could never be forgotten.

Thank you, Darling. She thought back in a daze. Thank you. You know just what I want, without me saying it.

She moaned as the cock in her throat became just a little flaccid, and the spent Shadow-clone began to draw that long trouser snake from the depths of her gullet. His limp, cummy cock still drooped a proud ten inches, and dribbled little dollops over her blushing face and her heaving tits.

Hinata finally took deep breaths through her nose, mouth closed and cheeks puffy with what portion of the spunk that hadn't just been shot directly into her stomach.

She could finally gaze upon her lover and his direct copy with her own two eyes.

His glistening, sweaty chests. His rippling muscles. His soft, tender gaze.

She could look down and see her womb swollen as if she were already pregnant with his child, and she shivered in delight.

The original's cock was still buried deep, and still inflating her poor womb. In her mind she begged him to stay hard inside of her, plugging her crevix up with his thick shaft. She delighted in sweet little orgasms with every single spurt of his hot jizz onto the back of her uterus.

Amidsts humming moans of pleasure and heavy breaths through her nostrils, and with her arms still deliciously pinned, and indeed with strong hands no longer grasping her throat but caressing the little red marks that he had made thereon, Hinata opened her mouth obediantly to show off the fresh load of spunk which she had collected.

"Good girl. You're my good girl aren't you?"

"Gggesh, Ggir." She shyly gargled back around a mouthful of cum, tentative to place herself in such esteem.

Yes, SIr.

"Such a good girl. Even on your birthday you use your wishes to please me." The orignal naruto said, caressing her cheek. Then, he tilted up her chin and Hinata was all too eager to slowly lavish in the taste of his spunk. She swirled her tongue around in the mixture. She even swished it around to make sure that every inch of her mouth was well coated. And she swallowed with relish.

With a blush, Hinata realized that she had only thought of her own fantasy, and hadn't really been thinking that her lover would also take any more pleasure than normal from using her body like a disposable pocket-pussy.

I love you. Forever…

And ever, and ever…