章節 1: Perverse Desires
Sakura looked at herself in the mirror carefully. She was curious how the jutsu she had inherited from Tsunade had become the envy of all the women of her generation. Now, while her closest friends began to complain about their small wrinkles and their breasts not as firm as before, after the pregnancies and age ailments, Sakura maintained an impeccable physique, with a firmness that any young woman could envy. . And that the jutsu used it minimally.
However, despite her physical improvement over the years, and that the curves of her body were now dangerously pronounced, she had not succeeded in getting her husband to abandon the missions that kept him out of the village longer than with her. Unfortunately, she didn't care too much for her because she no longer loved Sasuke. Wanting, appreciating, were more accurate words. Her heart belonged to her blond friend, now Hokage and married to another woman. Even she had been the matchmaker in that pairing.
Yes, she was stupid, but at that time she Sakura told herself a thousand times that she did not deserve it. Which was still repeated over and over again. The only thing that filled her with satisfaction was that Naruto was not indifferent to their attributes, the intense gazes they had between them and the times he had caught his blond friend staring at different parts of his body, even with Hinata present, they made her feel powerfully attractive.
-Mom, I'm going out with Bolt, this weekend we spend it with them at their house, do you have everything ready? - Sarada said interrupting her thoughts.
- Sweetheart calm, I have already packed the small suitcase that we will carry. However, your father I believe that he will not arrive for another three days because of the last message I received from him.
-Better, because he always gets too protective of me when we spend the weekend with Bolt and his family. And that we have been doing since I can remember.
-God, the difference is that before Bolt and you were dedicated to fighting or training basically, and now they have been dating for a year. Your father still can't assume you have a boyfriend. It's too much for him.
-But mom! I'm already 16, and it seems absurd that I worry more about going to the movies with my boyfriend, than on a mission facing 6 Chunnin by myself. Tell me, what is the logic of that?
-That's because your father and I are completely confident in your abilities as a ninja. Now go, I'll take things to Naruto's house, we'll meet there at dinner time, and don't be late because… -the sound of the doorbell interrupted her words.
-It's Bolt! Mom, I'm going to change, open it and in no way low- said that, she ran to his room.
Sakura sighed. Her daughter had grown into a beautiful 16-year-old with long, thick hair and a fine figure. But despite that, she was still her baby to her, and he didn't like seeing her romantically with anyone. She was too young. And well he also had another reason, but of course, that was personal.
-Hi Bolt, Sarada is changing, do you want to wait for her? -Sakura said as she opened the door.
And there she was. The reason why she could not bear that Sarada had a boyfriend, or rather "that" boyfriend, because instead of receiving a cordial response from the boy she had seen grow up, she received a look of absolute contempt. That rudeness on the part of Naruto's son, was something he had been receiving for years, and apparently according to him he had verified it was only towards her. Bolt was the spitting image of her father, blond, stocky, very tall (he even slightly surpassed her) and with a completely casual and bohemian look. She understood why Sarada liked her, objectively he was the most handsome of his generation and that casualness that he exuded and that reminded her of Sasuke, only increased his attractiveness. However, that contempt that the young man directed at her made him very angry, and the only thing that caused him was to want to slap him across the face. But of course, to the people to whom she had commented on this incomprehensible situation, to Sasuke, Ino and even to Naruto specifically, they had completely played down its importance and said they were her imaginations.
-Children like you should respect their elders and when an elder asks a question, the child answers, do you understand? If I'm not going to have to tell your parents to take you back to kindergarten so you can learn manners- Sakura said raising her head to look into his eyes with fury.
Indeed, as Sakura supposed, having referred to him as a child enraged him, causing the young man to approach her with fury until both faces were millimeters apart. However, Sarada's arrival caused him to turn away from her and give his girlfriend a seductive smile.
-I was waiting for you baby, are we going? Thank you Sakura for your kind hospitality- Bolt said looking directly at the hairy girl with mockery as Sarada hugged him.
-See you tonight Mom.
"Bye Honey," she said slamming the door.
Hypocrite. Little boy. Fool. The very child, laughing at her, pretending to be innocent in front of his daughter, and not only of her, but of all those present in the situations in which they coincided, yes, always addressing her by her first name, without any kind of respect, mocking her silently. And Sarada was in love with him. God. Gross. Deep in thought of her, she visualized the clock and saw that he was late for her meeting at the hospital. Great, can the day be worse ?, she said to herself. What she didn't know was that things were going to get worse. Much worse.
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Bolt grabbed Sarada tightly around the waist, pronouncing her kiss. However, the girl turned away completely flushed. Always the kisses of her boyfriend were captivating. They were like an earthquake for the girl, she prevented her from thinking rationally.
-Bolt… -she whispered between her lips- I have a meeting with Chocho to go shopping. I can't be late, see you tonight at your place, okay?
-Have a good time baby, I'm meeting the boys. See you later.
When the couple said goodbye taking different directions, Bolt shuffled his feet and with his hands in his pockets to a street corner near the hospital, where he had met with his colleagues to have a few beers and talk about: women, missions and … More women.
"Heavens, if" Mister Konoha "is here, have you finally been able to separate from your girlfriend, and come with your colleagues? - Said one of them throwing him a beer.
-Silence, idiot. If you are bitter because you do not fuck and I do, it is your problem- he answered, smiling slyly, making the rest burst into laughter.
-You see, the Uchiha girl is beautiful, but she is too innocent and cold for me, so she is all for you. I like more experienced aunts –the friend defended himself.
-Like who? Enlighten us, 'asked one of them.
-Like… the "earthquake"… that is happening in front of us right now.
Bolt turned to see who he was referring to and could only growl. There he was, the woman he hated the most in his life.
-Hahahaha, what a mother-in-law Bolt has touched you, the truth is that you are lucky friend, she is tremendous- said one of them.
"I would fuck it without hesitation," said another.
"Silence, idiot," Bolt protested.
He hated her. She hated that bright pink hair and those green eyes that made her father's eyes light up every time he saw her. He had been aware of the attraction between the two when he was barely 10 years old, the two families had lived together too much not to notice it and he, just a child, had been aware of the hungry gaze that his father always directed at that woman who was not his mother. But they all followed the role of perfect families, which lived together every weekend in one house or the other, making everyone close friends, and in all that theater he had been enduring too much the sexual tension between his girlfriend's mother and his father.
-Come on Bolt, you must admit that she is tremendous. That pink hair, is it natural? - one of them joked.
"I know very well how I could prove it," answered another and they all began to laugh.
But Bolt wasn't laughing. That woman was the cause of his mother suffering in silence, however, despite her hatred, his eyes could not help but roam Sakura's curvy figure. He was embarrassing, but her first jerk had been thinking about her. He hated her and wanted her since he was 12 years old, he wanted to taste those breasts of hers, knead that ass of hers and fuck her until she screams and moans her name. Sarada liked him because he reminded him of her. It was a sick wish. He wanted the whore of her father and at the same time wanted to do her as much harm as possible.
And that night, taking advantage of the fact that Sasuke Uchiha was not there, he would carry out what he had wanted for years. At last the pieces of his plan had completely aligned.
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Naruto and Sakura's laughter echoed loudly at the dinner both families were having. Bolt meanwhile, looked with absolute contempt and disgust as they both looked at each other accomplices and the sight of his father could not help but go to the cleavage of the hairy woman, who was strategically in front of him. Meanwhile, his mother was dedicated to serving the stew and Sarada spoke to her about something that she did not care about in the least. He could only watch Sakura and with satisfaction he thought that in a couple of hours his life would turn into hell.
-Well, I want to toast because thanks to Sakura-chan, Konoha is the number 1 village in the entire country of fire in the field of poisons and paralyzes- Naruto mentioned giving her a dazzling smile.
-Naruto, please, it is my job and thanks to the grants you have made to the hospital we have been able to do much more research in that field, so much of the credit is yours.
"Let's all toast to how good we both are then" Naruto said raising his glass along with the rest.
At that moment, Bolt raised her glass higher, making it collide sharply with Sakura's and spilling it on the table.
-Bolt be more careful! -He scolded his mother-Sakura excuse me, right now I'm going to fill your glass.
-Quiet mom, I'll fill it up, after all it was my fault- Bolt said going to the kitchen and taking the woman's glass.
A few moments later Bolt appeared with the full glass and held it close to Sakura looking directly into her eyes.
"Here you go," the boy pronounced slowly, looking directly into her eyes.
-Thank you- the woman replied seriously without taking eye contact and everyone proceeded to toast again and taste the red wine that Sakura had brought to dinner as a detail and that Bolt had insisted on opening and serving each one as a good host.
An evil smile appeared on Bolt's face as he saw the woman in front of him drinking the glass she had handed him:
-No Sakura ... thanks to you.
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Sakura couldn't sleep, it was past midnight and she felt strange, as if her body was numb, she had been turning for an hour and she did not want to wake up her daughter who was sleeping next to her in the guest room. So she sneaked out to the kitchen to get some water and see if Hinata's medicine cabinet found something to help her sleep. When she arrived, she took a good glass of cold water with a little salt and sat waiting to see if she would pass, in case it was a drop in blood pressure. However, he still had the same feeling, so he went to the small medicine cabinet to see if she could find something to help her.
-Shit, there's nothing here, they must have moved them. She-she she told herself. She closed the door and suddenly gasped when she saw Bolt standing next to her, dressed only in long pajama bottoms and bare torso. "Kami! ... you scared me," she said putting a hand to her chest.
-It is curious that a supposed Jounnin cannot perceive the simple chakra of a Chunnin- Bolt said leaning against the wall with crossed arms.
-I feel dizzy and I notice my chakra at very low levels, that's why I couldn't feel you.
-Cheap excuses. I wonder how you would get the title, tell me did you let Uncle Kakashi fuck you, or did you just suck him off?
Those words boiled the woman's blood. Motherfucker. She raised her hand to give her a good cake but millimeters away the boy grabbed her hands with great force and put them behind her back, leaving her face millimeters away and with her lips. her rubbing.
-Shhhh, still beast. She was just curious. Yes, you hardly have any chakra left, huh? You can't with me, the truth is that you have surprised me, your chakra paralyzes are quite effective.
-What the hell are you saying?
-You're not that smart, I thought you had already guessed from your symptoms. I drugged you tonight, with the shit my father was toasting at dinner today.
-How…?
-Advantages of dating the daughter of the hospital director. Now as I read in your reports, your stamina is low and your chakra levels are completely paralyzed, so you are now like a simple villager. For hours.
-And what the hell do you want to have me in this state for?
-Because I hate you, because because of your fucking fault my father has never been able to love my mother, because you have no respect for anything or anyone, because I've been noticing it for years.
-I swear I have never slept with your father.
-But they're about right? You can see them, that at any time when nobody sees them, they will take the opportunity to fuck. But that, I'm going to avoid it. Right here tonight.
-Please let me go and I'll pretend none of this happened.
-Shut up! See that camera in the corner? I warn you that it is on and it will record everything that you and I are going to do, here tonight.
-What are you talking about? - She asked scared. She was completely helpless.
-That I'm going to fuck you and you're going to moan my name like the bitch you are. And I'm going to record it.
-You're completely crazy, you bastard! Loose…
And she couldn't continue because a rough mouth invaded hers. Biting Sucking. Licking. Sakura bit his lower lip until it bleed.
-Savage ... -she answered licking the blood from her lip, the blonde of hers as he moved away from her- I like it that way.
"Let go of me please," she said desperately seeing how the boy made her form a couple of clones to lay her down on the table and tie her hands thanks to ropes with chakra. What made her arms were open nailed to the table, immobilizing her completely.
-No ... of course not, you will see ... here the one who sets the rules is me. Funny, don't you think? -She said as she took off her pants and stayed in her boxer shorts.
-I'm going to scream! And everyone is going to see what kind of deranged you are. Sakura defended herself, trying to get away and kicking.
-Shout all you want, they are all under the influence of a powerful sleeping pill courtesy of your office, no one will come to help you.
-Please I beg you! I'll do what you want, don't do this to me, think of Sarada!
-Wow, I like this better. –The man smiled pleased- Let's see… I think if you tell me things right, I suppose I can let you go.
-Yes! ... I'll do whatever you want.
-Okay, let's see, tell me the following, but with feeling, eh? -Said Bolt amused- "I will not be a slut with your father again, I will stop fucking you and your family forever."
Sakura was crying. She felt tremendously helpless and humiliated. That kid was crazy. Her look was dangerous. Like all Chunnin, she knew everything she had to do to get what she wanted. She was 17 years old, and she Sakura couldn't help but wonder, if she ever she would have tried what she was supposed to do. She had to give in, then she would accuse him with Naruto ...
"I will never be a slut with your father again ..." Sakura said as firmly and convincingly as she could pretend, "and I will stop fucking you and your family forever" Sakura sobbed.
-Very well! –Boruto affirmed with artificial enthusiasm, but his face then changed, to a sinister and lewd gesture- Too bad he won't let you go.
-P… please- Sakura sobbed even louder, she had to do everything to avoid this madness.
"You're going to enjoy it babe ..." he pointed out, looking at her fiercely, "after all, a younger and more determined version of the Hokage is going to fuck you."
With that said, he approached her like a predator, picked up a kunai and began to cut the pink satin nightgown that Sakura was wearing, ignoring the pleas of the woman who was completely at her mercy. When she finished, after making it slow and dangerous, she observed her body exposed with an exquisite black lingerie, it was even better than in her wet dreams. He approached her, began to lick her neck and touch her breasts above her bra. Sakura screamed, as loud as she could. But her strength was gone. That damn cripple had her weak. That child was playing with her body without her being able to make him pay for it.
-I understand why my father is crazy about you -she confessed to him suddenly, stopping her licking and staring at her- But I feel sorry for him ... since once I show him our video, he will never look you in the eye again. She will be known as the most whore in Konoha.
-Please no…. Sakura screamed terrified, "think of Sarada ... please!"
-Do you know something? I always drank from the bottle - Bolt admitted, dismissing the pleas - Ka-san didn't have much breast milk when I was born. Today I want to experience what it's like to suck on some good tits, "she told him as she ripped off her bra and pounced on the female mounds like an animal.
Lick. To bite. Suck. He repeated those steps over and over, he wanted to enjoy those breasts until he was fed up, but he never could. Those pink nipples drove him crazy. The woman screamed, thrashing and fighting in a sterile way. Boruto was squeezing it with her body. He was on her and bound like a wild creature, he couldn't do anything to stop it. The young man did not stop in the desire to possess it. He continued to punish the doctor Kunoichi's breasts and the pleas faded. Little by little Bolt felt, as the woman's nipples were hardening. When he heard Sakura begin to moan softly, his cock hardened even more. She might be being forced, but her body was reacting in favor of the stimuli.
"Do you like what I do to you?" She asked him as she put part of a mound back into her mouth and pinched the other's pink nipple.
-P-please, this is crazy. You are 17 years old, -she moaned in pain and defeated- we still have time to stop ... I won't tell na Nooo ... Aaah! ... Aaah!
Sakura couldn't help groaning when Bolt began to quickly shove several fingers into her wet cunt. She was crazy. Something completely forbidden, she was being raped by a 17-year-old boy, the boyfriend of her daughter, and the son of her best friend and love of her life. Who would believe that he had drugged her and she was immobile? It seemed like a "master and submissive" role-playing game, but admitted by both. She could even imagine that Bolt would accuse her of being Sakura, the one who had caused everything. She was moaning, enjoying herself, why? She hated him, but her tongue was doing wonders with her body. And her devilish fingers did not stop penetrating her intimately. Endless minutes passed for both of them. Bolt was feeling very excited, he was in heaven. Sakura felt very scared, her body seemed to descend into hell. Suddenly, the young man stopped his punishment to the breasts. He stood up, looking at her with controlled perversion, and when Sakura believed that everything would finally end, the Shinobi walked around the table to place himself between Sakura's spread legs, still controlled at the ankles by her clones.
-I like it that way baby. Now you're going to moan even louder- and without time for an answer he began to cover the woman's pussy with her tongue, licking up and down.
-Oh! Oh! OOOOOHHH!
It was crazy. She was suffering an extraordinary lick. They had never done that to him. Sasuke never…. Kami was crazy! Was Bolt really not going to stop? Was he really going to rape her? A part of Sakura still hoped that this child would stop. She still hoped that she would think of Sarada, and she would not continue that insanity. But that child did not stop. Her clones had disappeared a few minutes ago, Bolt had wrapped his arms around Sakura's thighs, holding her steady, although there was no resistance from the woman.
Sakura did her best not to moan, but her body couldn't mold chakra, she felt weak and at any moment she was going to reach orgasm. She would scream like crazy to continue like this. Although she promised to heaven that she would bite her lips until they were ripped off. She wouldn't give him the prize of hearing her scream. Bolt however, knew what he was getting from his prisoner. He saw her flustered and flushed. He was no longer pleading, no longer asking for her to stop. Whether Sakura wanted it or not, she was in dire need of a good fuck. And young Uzumaki was more than willing to be the man to give it to her. And he would not be just one, if all went well.
After several minutes of ravenous stimulation, the young man broke away and undid the chakra strings. Leaving her free, naked and wet. Sakura drew back, gathering her knees against her chest. She totally distraught and humiliated as she had never known. Relentlessly aroused, subdued. That she was now free of the ropes made no difference. Bolt was much stronger than her. Her earlier screams didn't alert anyone. Between her own paralysis, and the sleeping pills applied to all the rest of the inhabitants in the house, there was nothing Sakura could do to avoid that child.
-There's no turning back, don't try to run away- Bolt said as he grabbed the woman's hands, to lower her from that table and put her on her knees in front of him- it will be much better that you cooperate. I don't want to get pissed off and teach you a lesson-he took Sakura's hands, and placed them on her big hard member.
Sakura was mesmerized. She felt stunned by the situation and escaping from it was a dream that she saw impossible, so she began to shake his penis strongly. She tried to keep him appeased, and that she did not weigh the greater physical strength of him. Sakura didn't know what she was doing, but she was very horny, and she needed to end this macabre game as soon as possible. It did not matter, the damage had already been done. It would be a disaster when everyone knew about it. Even if they believed her, the lives of two families would be completely ruined. She tried to jerk him off as hard as she could. She had to make him finish as soon as possible, to prevent someone from miraculously waking up and finding out everything. There was no other way but to pretend to agree. And satisfy that motherfucking bastard. Seeing how the boy moaned loudly, and noticing that she did not reach orgasm no matter how much groping he had, she discarded her pride completely. He brought her mouth close to that cock in front of her and swallowed it deep. She had to make him finish. And only by sucking him she would get it.
-Kami sweet yes! ... -moaned Bolt seeing her act as he had always dreamed- keep it up…. You don't know how much I've wanted this Sakura. She continues to suck me, swallow it whole.
The young man grabbed her prey tightly by her hair. He began to fuck her mouth violently. Sakura sucked him off in a fantastic way. That was a blowjob! Surely the girls of Bolt's generation couldn't match her. Sakura Uchiha. What a whore it turned out to be! if that woman's mouth was like that, Bolt could only lick his lips at the possibilities her pussy would present. Without a doubt that night would be to silence all doubts. To turn his perverse fantasies of years ago, into indelible memories. Yes gentlemen, it was official. He was going to fuck Sarada's mother until he was empty. He was going to fuck her even if she begged for mercy. There was no longer the slightest doubt.
-That's baby ... -said the young man moving his hips hard- I'm almost finishing ... ..aahhhhh
Suddenly, when she was about to finish, she managed to pull away from her. Perhaps prevented by the swelling of her member. Boruto came on Sakura's face, the semen shots spilled like a fountain on her face and breasts. Sakura was still on her knees, her face exploding a combination of anguish and excitement. The trail of cum from her on her, made her fucking attractive.
Bolt was one step away from her, and her penis despite her discharge did not subside in hardness. They both knew what was going to happen next. Sakura was alarmed at the sight. She couldn't allow him to penetrate her! She had to keep him at bay. She somehow she had to get it. So she reached out her right arm, and taking it by her thigh, pulled Bolt closer. Before that boy thought of another stupidity, she decided to masturbate him until he was exhausted.
Minutes later, and without Bolt issuing any order, Sakura was sucking his penis like there was no tomorrow. She was still on her knees, but the young man had sat in a nearby chair, and was enjoying a monumental blowjob.
-That's Sakura… -said between groans the Shinobii- get used to your new owner. You'll have to suck me a lot from now on. You better find out everything I like.
She still felt very weak. Hadn't it been like two hours? Holy Kami, how long would this torture last? She couldn't stop jerking him off. She had to waste his time until dawn came. She had to weaken him enough.
But the young man was far from being satisfied. He was playing with her. Sakura could try to keep everything she wanted under control, in reality, she never had a chance to get away with it. But it was fun to watch her suck him off trying. Just before she reached her second orgasm, when Bolt felt ready, he jerked to his feet and forced her to stand. Sakura wanted to protest. She was pretending that she was willing to continue the blow job, and that interruption had bothered her. But Boruto didn't fall for it. He guided her to the table, and turned her around making Sakura rest her hands on the wood.
-What are you doing? She asked, turning her neck and looking at him pleadingly, "please don't ...
"I'm going to split you in two," he said aggressively, grabbing her hair, and penetrating her hard.
-Aaaah! Aaaah! Nooooo!
He parted her thighs easily. He with one hand he held her hips and the other served to hold her tight to her hair. He wouldn't let her get away. Nor would they end that night without having fucked her pussy. That she planned what she wanted, she was not in control, she never had.
-Nooooo aggg ahhhh
The movements were hard and fast. Wild. Bolt smiled sweaty and excited, she flinched at each thrust and soon found herself moaning and bending her neck to look at whoever was subduing her from behind her. Amazing. Her pussy was heaven. It was wet, and tight. Bolt's penis had barely reached halfway and she seemed to be full. Undoubtedly the idiot of Sarada's father, he had a small weapon. This whore has never enjoyed a big penis. But she would, from that morning on she would learn to do it.
-Boruto no… no… .agg… .aaahh… .- The young man's hips collided against Sakura's butt hard. -you are very young…. Very young aaah!
-Poor Sakura ... -he said harshly and kept penetrating her now, keeping both hands on the woman's hips- your hubby doesn't give you what this body needs. You must have masturbated like crazy for years. -Saying this, he moved her a little from her side and taking her by one of her thighs, he opened her legs, holding her to her side. -But now you have a new man. A real one ...
Sakura was holding her right hand on the table. And her body wide open to the invader, she shuddered at each deep thrust. That kid was hitting in all the right places. That cock kept pushing her hard, and she could only open her mouth to moan, staring into the blue eyes of her jailer.
-That's baby ... -said the hoarse young man and not looking away from her for a moment- I'm inside you, and you love it ... Say my name ... Say what you want ...
-no… .no….-gasped at each impact Sakura excited- don't come inside… don't do it inside… .Kami.
-ohh sakura… .I love hearing you like that. -Boruto defined- say my name again…. Say it loud or I'm going to get you pregnant!
-Bo… ..Boruto no… .- she screamed, biting her lips at the rush of pleasure that ran through her- not inside… ..promise it…
-Say my name louder bitch!
-promise it…. Promise it!
Poor Sakura, she surely once again mistook her son for her father. Bolt wouldn't give him her word, not even if she begged in tears. Who the fuck had he believed in? Did he suppose she had any rights to what happened there? If she hadn't come deep inside her womb yet, it was simply because she wanted to hold the pleasant sensation for as long as she could.
Suddenly she had an idea. In the midst of his own nebula of pleasure, Bolt conceived one evil plan after another. Perhaps the greatest defeat for anyone, was to see her hopes crumble from her, just when that alone held her. He had to make sure that Sakura fell into her hands totally, that video did not assure him anything in the future.
-Wow….-he said moving very roughly inside the woman, until he couldn't take it anymore- I'm going to come!….-he growled, moving away from her slightly from her, and leaving her last moment. I get corroded!
-aaaahhhhh-she screamed completely devastated.
Shots of sperm plowed over her butt and the woman's lower back. She could not even feel relieved, as her own orgasm vanished her in such a way that she was lying on the table almost as if dead. The young man backed away, staggered a little, until he found his balance to sit in a nearby chair to rest lightly. It had been the most violent experience he had ever had. It was tremendous. The sense of power, the forbidden union, the dominance over the woman that was about to destroy the harmony of his family. All in a weird kinky combo.
She was panting totally overwhelmed. It had been a fantastic run. Kami! He couldn't remember the last time a shock had felt so good. He was forced, but so satisfying that he hurt even more. That degenerate boy had raped her. He did what he wanted with her. He caught her off guard of her, and he abused her as much as he wanted. He didn't seem afraid of the consequences of tomorrow. Why?
"Go Sakura ..." Boruto smiled, standing up slowly, and looked at her still lying on the table, with his cheek against the wood without being able to react due to lack of chakra, "it has surely been the dust of your life."
Sakura couldn't move. Barely her ragged breathing allowed her to receive what he said. He saw him go naked, just as he was towards the camera that had taken all the action. That video had absolutely everything filmed. What was he going to do with it? that tape ruined them both.
-Don't worry about this video babe ... -Bolt smiled at the hostile gaze of the woman- I'll put it to safety. I have friends who can modify the parts that do not suit me. It will seem somewhat spoiled. Which puts you in the worst position.
-What do you want? –She whispered- What more do you want from me? Why do you hate me so much?
-Hate you? One simple word. –He asked strongly- You have constantly intervened in the happiness of my family. You are the reason for my mother's tears, my father's sleepless nights. You have made my sister suffer when the two of them slept in separate rooms. Bolt pointed out coldly, creating a clone to give him the videotape. Sakura meanwhile got up from the table to try to find something to cover her body, still naked of hers-If you weren't Sarada's mother, I think that instead of giving you the fuck of your life… She would have simply killed you .
The clone received the tape, and without further instruction left the room. Surely it would safeguard the test with which Boruto intended to destroy both families. Why? Why did he want to cause chaos like that?
-So… .what do you want? –Sakura consulted taking the remains of her red interior and her nightgown, seeking to cover herself partially. - Give me that tape… ..I… ..I promise that I will forget what happened here.
Bolt walked slowly, heading to the hallway and in the past he picked up his pajama pants. As if he had never heard her say that. He looked her up and down, she felt intimidated, and to top it off the tremendous… "weapon" of the blond, was still semi-erect as if she had not yet had enough satisfaction.
"I suggest we go to my room ..." she said, smiling coldly, "we can make a good deal." So that video never comes out. Come….
-It's crazy….
-It did not seem crazy to walk around my father whore. –The young man replied annoyingly- playing with his feelings. Feeling better seeing how he wanted you, without being able to have you. Does that turn you on? Are you one of the whores who like to warm up men?
-You are an idiot ... -she answered furious- this is not going to stay that way. No one is going to believe you. Even if you have that video. My demeanor is flawless ...
"All the whores have had her flawless in the beginning ..." Bolt said defiantly, "and then his true natures were revealed. If you think that I won't be able to sink you. You don't know the difference between Boruto Uzumaki, and the seventh Hokage. –He said firmly and looking at her seriously- I wait for you in my room. For the sake of our dirty little secret ... you should come within 15 minutes. And better arranged.
That said, he left. Leaving her alone and in the midst of her despair. What had happened? Was it true that on any given night, she had fallen into the unscrupulous hands of her daughter's boyfriend? She was half naked and weak, in the kitchen of a friendly family. She was against the wall. That video was her death. She was going to destroy her bond with her beloved daughter. She was going to make what little he had accomplished with her husband turned into nothing. She would even end her friendship with Naruto. The only friend of hers who had always given his life for her. He now he couldn't help her. She couldn't even know what had happened. Why, Bolt? Sakura wondered going to the bathroom to try to clean up the disgusting smell of semen that was incriminating her. Why did you do this?
Under the shower, Sakura tried to clean herself. But she felt dirty, dirt impossible to remove. She had been invaded by another man. One that even forcing her, had managed to shake her with a splendid orgasm. And to make matters worse, he had accused her of even more horrible acts than what happened in the kitchen. What had Bolt seen, to think that she would end up sleeping with Naruto? Was it really true that Hinata suffered when she was around her husband? Was she really going to destroy that family?
She was crazy. And to make matters worse, she was not finished. Bolt was more determined than his father. It was obvious from the league that he would not hesitate to destroy her in order to fulfill her objective. He would have no mercy. Even blowing himself up was his choice rather than allowing Sakura to escape unscathed. Boruto wouldn't protect her, not like Naruto would have. He hated her, and at the same time he used her burning desire to possess her.
15 minutes…
He gave her 15 minutes to go to the wolf's den.
It was almost three in the morning. And every delay in their return to bed was an opportunity for some member of the house to wake up, and discover them. She had to do something to get that videotape back. That morning he had to give in on everything. Maybe she could use that to her advantage. Use Kunoichi's tactics. Boruto could hate her yes, but he had also shown to desire her intensely. He might be able to beat her using that.
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The next day when Sakura came down to the kitchen she found Sarada and Bolt having breakfast and her blood boiled. Kami-sama. The boy's carefree smile, almost a mockery. And her poor daughter, unable to anticipate what her "boyfriend" had been up to that night. What should she do, to prevent them from being dangerously together?
"Good morning mom, did you sleep well?" Sarada asked as Bolt got up, and walked carelessly behind her.
She was blocked. What should she tell him? That her boyfriend had raped her, and in the end they had both enjoyed her? That she went to her room in the middle of the night to undergo an incredible sex session? That she, at times, had forgotten that that boy was her daughter's boyfriend? Her thoughts were interrupted, just as a male hand squeezed her buttocks tightly. Bolt pretended to be pouring a glass of tea, standing next to Sakura by the counter. His gaze did not denote anything. Simply the satisfaction of being groping her had to go inside her.
-Yes darling, perfectly.
There was nothing more to say. Because the game was not over, she had only just begun. It was immoral, but Boruto had chosen to satisfy his most evil desires, no matter what. And that's what he would do from now on. Sakura was trapped. The game was just starting.
End of chapter.
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