"Is that... Ile?"
"No, that's Nel! Or, maybe Ile? They kind of look the same..."
"Either way, what the hell is she doing?!" A beautiful Chinese woman, who was wearing a traditional Chinese black dress with two white bows in her hair, and high-heeled shoes on her feet that definitely weren't doing her any favors in a fight, shouted as Naruto casually walked into the courtyard. She was busty, as her huge breasts threatened to spill out of her dress, and even the loose dress was curving tightly around her thick behind. She was holding a long staff-like weapon in her hand.
"I'm not sure... but, we need to defeat him either way, Xuelan!" The woman next to her, a fellow Rook named Isabela, shouted out. She was wearing a loose shirt, which was cut off in the middle as her entire stomach was revealed, and the top showcased her large breasts. She was also wearing torn-up pants that clung to her muscular legs, and she had a mask covering part of her face.
Well, I can't really blame them for being surprised, can I?
The two women were witnessing a sight that wasn't normal for a Rating Game, as their opponents were all on their hands and knees, naked, as they crawled behind Naruto. Not only that, but it wasn't only their enemies, but also one of their own in Nel, as Ile was being carried and fucked like an Onahole by their enemy.
"M-Master, I'm so close... please... more..." Ile whimpered out, her body writhing in pleasure as Naruto continued to impale her on his cock. The aphrodisiac was still coursing through her veins, a desperate, all-consuming need that made her brain blank with pleasure. She could feel every inch of him, every vein, every ridge, and the feeling was a painful, addictive ecstasy that she never wanted to end. Her small, plump ass rippled with each of his powerful thrusts, a hypnotic, erotic sight that made the two Rooks who were about to attack him flush with a mixture of anger and a reluctant, shameful arousal.
Xuelan's knuckles were white around her staff, her grip so tight that the polished wood creaked under the pressure. She was a Rook, a warrior of the Phenex clan, a woman who had trained for years to hone her skills, to be a shield for her King. But seeing this... seeing her comrade, her fellow pawn, being used like a cheap, disposable toy, and liking it... It was a sight that made her feel strange and angry. But it was also a sight that made her cheeks flush, a warm, unfamiliar heat spreading through her as she watched the muscles in Naruto's arms bulge with each powerful thrust.
Isabela, on the other hand, was a storm of barely contained arousal and anger. Her muscular legs tensed, her entire body coiling like a spring ready to snap.
"He's defiling her! Using her like a... like a..." she sputtered, unable to find the words to articulate the sheer depravity of the act.
"We can't let this stand," Xuelan shouted as she adjusted her grip on her staff, her body sinking into a combat stance. "For the honor of the Phenex clan! For Riser-sama!"
"For Riser-sama!" Isabela agreed, her voice a sharp, fierce cry. She lunged forward, her muscular legs propelling her across the courtyard with a speed that was impressive for a Rook.
Xuelan was right behind her, her movements a blur of black silk and deadly intent. Her staff became a whirlwind of motion, a streak of polished wood aimed directly at Naruto's head.
"Naruto-sama!" Rias cried out, her crimson eyes wide with alarm. She started to rise, her body tensing as she prepared to intervene. She was still naked, still collared, still a submissive slut for her master, but the instinct to protect him, to serve him in a way that went beyond the bedroom, was a powerful, overwhelming force. She couldn't let him get hurt.
"Stay."
The single word, a low, firm command, cut through the chaos. It was directed at her, a clear, undeniable order that made her freeze mid-motion. She sank back to her hands and knees, her body trembling with a mixture of shame and a desperate, overwhelming need to obey. She could only watch, her heart pounding in her chest, as the two Rooks closed in on her master.
Naruto didn't even flinch. He didn't stop fucking Ile. He didn't even look directly at the two women who were about to attack him. He just continued to walk forward, his powerful strides carrying him towards the center of the courtyard, his hips pistoning in a brutal, relentless rhythm that made Ile whimper and moan with a mind-shattering pleasure.
He casually raised his free hand, a slow, almost lazy motion. It was a display of such absolute confidence, such a casual dismissal of their power, that it was more insulting than any direct taunt could ever be. Xuelan's staff, a weapon that could shatter stone and break steel, came crashing down. It was a powerful, downward strike, a move that was designed to crush, to break, and to incapacitate. But it never connected.
Naruto's hand shot out, a blur of motion that was too fast for the eye to follow. He didn't just block the staff, but instead, he caught it. He caught the descending weapon mid-swing, his fingers wrapping around the polished wood with a grip that was unbreakable. The impact was a dull, heavy thud, a sound that was completely swallowed by the loud, fleshy slapping of his hips against Ile's ass.
Isabela's attack was a simultaneous assault, a powerful, straight punch aimed at his chest. Her fist, a weapon that could dent solid steel with her supernaturally enhanced strength, was a blur of focused power. But it too was stopped.
Naruto's hand, the same hand that was holding Xuelan's staff, moved with impossible speed. It deflected the punch, a simple, casual tap that sent Isabela stumbling back, her arm numb and tingling from the impact. It was a move that was so effortless, so dismissive, that it was a crushing blow to her pride as a warrior.
"Is that all you've got?" he grunted as he continued to thrust into Ile, "I'm a little busy here, in case you couldn't tell. I'm trying to enjoy my new toy."
He punctuated his words with a particularly brutal thrust, a powerful, upward motion that made Ile scream with a pleasure so intense it was almost painful. Her body convulsed, her walls clenching around him in a desperate, hungry grip as another mind-shattering orgasm ripped through her.
Xuelan's face turned a deep, furious, but also embarrassed, red. She was a proud warrior of the Phenex clan, a woman who had trained for years, who had faced down powerful enemies and emerged victorious. To be dismissed so casually, to have her greatest attack treated as a mere annoyance, was a humiliation so profound that it made her want to scream. She pulled back on her staff, trying to wrench it from his iron grip, but it was useless. It was like trying to pull a mountain from its roots.
"I'll kill you!" she screamed, as she kicked forward, her high-heeled shoe aimed directly at his groin.
Naruto just chuckled. He let go of her staff, a sudden, unexpected move that made her stumble forward, off balance. As she lunged past him, he brought his leg up. His foot swept out, a fast, fluid motion that connected with her ankles.
Xuelan let out a sharp, surprised yelp as her legs were swept out from under her. She fell, her body a tangle of black silk and flailing limbs. She landed hard on her back, the impact knocking the wind out of her, a sharp, painful gasp escaping her lips. She looked up, her vision blurred, and saw a sight that made her blood run cold.
Naruto was standing over her, a towering, dominant figure blocking out the light. He was still fucking Ile, his powerful hips pistoning in a brutal, relentless rhythm. The small, turquoise-haired girl was a whimpering, moaning mess, her body writhing with pleasure as she was impaled on his massive cock. From Xuelan's position on the ground, she had a perfect, unobstructed view. She could see every detail, every thrust, every ripple of Ile's small, plump ass. She could see the way her juices coated his shaft, glistening in the light. She could see the look of pure ecstasy on Ile's face, which was a look that was a betrayal of everything she stood for.
The sight was a raw, primal assault on her senses. It was disgusting, it was degrading, and it was a violation of everything she believed in. But it was also... hypnotic. The raw power, the absolute dominance, the sheer, unapologetic masculinity of it all, was a potent, intoxicating force that made her head spin. A heat spread through her, a warmth that started in her core and radiated outwards, making her cheeks flush and her body tremble with a confused arousal.
"Like what you see?" Naruto grunted, a cruel smirk playing on his lips. He looked down at her, a smug, triumphant glint in his eyes. "This is what a real man can do. This is what it means to be dominant. Not like that pathetic excuse for a King you serve."
He shifted his gaze to Isabela, who was still standing there, her body frozen in a state of shock and disbelief.
"And you," he continued, his tone a dismissive taunt. "You're just going to stand there and watch? Are you that pathetic? Or are you just jealous? Jealous that she's getting all the attention, and you're left out in the cold?"
Isabela's face burned with shame, a fresh wave of humiliation washing over her. He was right. She was just standing there, watching as her comrade was used, and her fellow Rook was humiliated. She was a warrior, a shield for her King, but in that moment, she was nothing more than a helpless, pathetic observer. She wanted to charge, to attack, to make him pay for his arrogance. But her body wouldn't move. She was frozen, a prisoner of her own arousal with the scene unfolding before her.
"Naruto-sama," Akeno's soft, seductive purr cut through the tension, as she was still on her knees, but had the aphrodisiac bottle in her hands, "I believe this might help."
She tossed the bottle to him, and he caught it easily, his hand moving with a speed and precision that was both impressive and intimidating. He didn't even look at the bottle, his gaze still locked on the two defeated Rooks. He just uncapped it, a single, casual motion that made both Xuelan and Isabela flinch.
"Stay still," he commanded, his tone a low, dangerous growl.
They didn't have a chance to react. He was a blur of motion, a streak of orange that was too fast for their eyes to follow. His hand shot out, not once, but twice. Two sharp, stinging impacts, one on Xuelan's cheek and one on Isabela's arm. The contact was brief, a fleeting touch, but it was enough. A strange, tingling sensation spread through their bodies, a warmth that started at the point of contact and radiated outwards, a heat that made their heads spin and their bodies tremble.
"W-What was that?" Xuelan stammered, her face flushing a deep, adorable shade of red. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest, not with fear, but with a desperate, needy throb. Her body felt hot, her skin sensitive, and a strange, unfamiliar ache started to build between her legs.
Isabela didn't answer. She was too lost in the sudden, overwhelming surge of lust. She let out a soft, breathy gasp, her body tensing as a powerful burst of arousal shot through her. Her muscles twitched, her panties soaking through with her juices, and her mind went blank with a single, overriding need.
"Now," Naruto said, his voice a low, dominant growl that sent a shiver down their spines. "Let's try this again. Attack me."
The command was a test, a challenge that they were powerless to resist. Their minds were a haze of lust, their bodies driven by a single, overriding instinct: to please the man who had made them feel this way. To do whatever he said to get the pleasure they wanted so badly. They moved, their bodies a blur of motion as they charged forward.
But this attack was different. It wasn't a disciplined, coordinated assault of two skilled warriors. It was a desperate, frantic charge of two horny, frustrated sluts. Their movements were clumsy, their focus not on victory, but on attracting the attention of the dominant male who had ignited a fire in their veins.
Xuelan was the first to strike. She lunged forward, her staff in her hand, but instead of a powerful, downward strike aimed at his head, she swung it upwards. It was a weak, clumsy attack, a move that was designed to miss and to fail. The staff whistled through the air, missing him by a wide margin, and the momentum of the swing carried her forward. She let out a soft, dramatic gasp, which was a performance of exaggerated clumsiness as she stumbled and fell to her knees in front of him. Her high-heeled shoes skidded on the polished stone of the courtyard, her body a heap of black silk and flailing limbs.
She was now on her knees, her face inches from his still-thrusting hips, her eyes locked onto the massive, glistening cock that was pounding into Ile. The position was a perfect, submissive offering, a silent, desperate plea for his attention.
Then, she started to move. Her hands went to her knees, her body bending forward as she started to sway and wiggle her ass. It was a shameless, slutty display, as she gave a dance of pure submission that was designed to entice. Her plump, juicy ass, barely contained by her tight black dress, rippled with each movement, a hypnotic, erotic sight that made Naruto's cock throb with a fresh wave of arousal. She looked back at him over her shoulder, her face a beautiful, desperate mask of lust and a need to be chosen, to be the next one to feel the raw, primal power of the man standing before her.
Isabela, watching the pathetic display, felt a surge of competitive heat deep in her pussy. She wasn't going to be outdone. She lunged forward, her body a blur of muscular legs and a focused, intense expression. She threw a punch, a powerful, straight strike aimed at his chest. But at the last second, her other hand "accidentally" grabbed the collar of her own shirt.
The fabric of her loose, cut-off shirt, already strained by her large, full breasts, couldn't take the sudden pull. It ripped, the sound of a loud tear that echoed in the courtyard. The fabric fell away, revealing her magnificent, large, and juicy breasts to the cool air and the hungry gaze of the man who had claimed her senses. They were large and full, as her dark nipples were hard with arousal.
The punch, now a mere afterthought, connected with a soft, ineffectual thud against his chest. It was a gesture, a prop for her true purpose. She didn't pull back. She stood there, her body trembling with a desperate, overwhelming need, and she started to jiggle her breasts.
Her hands went to the large, soft mounds, her fingers sinking into the yielding flesh as she bounced them up and down. It was a shameless, degrading display. She was a Rook, a shield for her King, but in that moment, she was just a pair of tits, a desperate slut who was willing to do anything, to be anything, for the man who had made her body ache with a need so intense it was painful.
Naruto watched them, a smug, satisfied smirk on his face. He had them. They were completely and utterly captivated, their minds unable to handle the combination he had set up. They were no longer warriors. They were sluts, a pair of desperate, horny bitches who were fighting, not for their King, but for the chance to be fucked by a real man.
He didn't even stop fucking Ile. He just continued to pound into her, his powerful hips pistoning in a brutal, relentless rhythm that made her whimper and moan with a mind-shattering pleasure. He looked down at the two kneeling, offering women, looking like a god surveying his willing, desperate sacrifices.
"Pathetic," he grunted, a cruel, triumphant glint in his eyes. "This is the best that Riser can do? A pair of sluts who would rather whore themselves out for a bigger cock than fight for their King? The Phenex clan must be so proud."
He paused, letting the full weight of his humiliation sink in. He could feel the cum churning in his balls, the pleasure building to an unbearable level as the tight, warm pussy of Ile clenched around him. He looked from Xuelan, who was still wiggling her plump, juicy ass, to Isabela, who was still bouncing her magnificent, creamy breasts.
"You want this?" he grunted, gesturing down to the massive, glistening cock that was still impaling Ile. "You want me to fuck you? To fill you with my seed? To make you mine?"
The question was a spark that ignited an inferno of lust. The words tumbled out of their mouths, a desperate, pleading chorus of need and submission.
"Yes! Please, Naruto-sama! I want it! I need it!" Xuelan cried out, her voice a trembling, breathy whimper. She looked back at him over her shoulder, her face a beautiful, desperate mask of lust and a need to be chosen. "I'll do anything! I'll be your slut! I'll be your whore! Just please, fuck me! Claim me!"
"Me too! Please, Naruto-sama! Choose me!" Isabela begged, her hands still squeezing and jiggling her large, full breasts. "My body is yours! My tits are yours! My pussy is yours! Just please, let me feel you inside me! Let me taste you! I'll be a good slut! I'll be your personal plaything!"
Their words were a symphony of degradation and a final crushing admission of their defeat. They were no longer proud warriors of the Phenex clan. They were desperate sluts, who would degrade and humiliate themselves for a chance at Naruto's throbbing rod.
"Alright," Naruto said with a chuckle, "But you have to prove it. You have to show me that you're worthy."
He looked at Xuelan, a cruel smirk playing on his lips.
"You," he commanded, gesturing to the spot directly in front of him.
"Get that ass in the air. Right here. In front of my cock. And you," he continued, his gaze shifting to Isabela. "On your knees. Right next to her. Get those tits ready, because I want to see them jiggle."
He paused, letting the command sink in, before he added the final, crushing condition.
"I'm going to cum," he grunted, his pace quickening, a brutal, relentless rhythm that made Ile whimper with a desperate need. "And when I do, you two are going to catch it. All of it. Not a single drop is to be wasted. If you do a good job, if you prove to me that you're worthy, then I'll consider taking you. But if you waste even a single drop of my seed, then you'll never get this chance again."
The command was a test, a challenge that was both a promise of pleasure and a threat of denial. The thought of being rejected, of never feeling the raw, primal power that was standing before them, was a fate worse than death. They were determined to succeed, to prove their worth, to earn the right to be claimed by the dominant male who had made them feel so mind-shatteringly horny.
They moved without hesitation. Xuelan scrambled into position as she knelt in front of him, her head bowed in submission, her plump, juicy ass raised high in the air. She positioned herself so that her rear was directly in front of Ile's pussy, a perfect, plump target for the cascade of cum that was about to come.
Isabela followed, her movements a desperate, clumsy scramble. She knelt beside Xuelan, and she arched her back, pushing her large and powerful breasts forward, making them seem even larger and more impressive. She started to jiggle them, her hands moving in a frantic, desperate rhythm that was designed to please, to entice, and to make him choose her.
Naruto watched them, a smug, satisfied smirk on his face. He had them. They were a perfect, pathetic, beautiful pair of sluts, their bodies contorted in a shameless display of submission, all for his pleasure. The whole Underworld was watching his dominance.
He could feel the cum churning in his balls, the pleasure building to an unbearable level. The sight of Xuelan's plump, juicy ass and Isabela's majestic, jiggling breasts, combined with the tight, warm pussy of Ile, was too much. He was on the verge of exploding, a raw, primal release that was about to mark them all as his property.
"I'm cumming," he growled, a deep, guttural groan that was a warning and a promise.
With a final, brutal thrust, he buried himself to the hilt inside Ile's tight, clenching pussy. He held her there, her body a trembling, whimpering mess on his cock, as he let go.
A thick, powerful torrent of cum erupted from the tip of his cock. It was a powerful, forceful explosion that filled Ile to the brim, a warm, sticky flood that made her entire body convulse with a mind-shattering orgasm. Her back arched, her head thrown back as she moaned loudly and her pussy clenched around him, and she tried to take all of his seed.
But there was too much. The sheer volume of his seed was more than her small body could handle. It started to leak out, a warm, sticky river of white that flowed from her orgasming pussy. It dripped down, landing with a soft, wet plop onto the round, quivering cheeks of Xuelan's ass. The hot fluid painted her dark silk dress, a glistening, degrading mark of submission that made her whimper with a desperate, overwhelming need.
More of it followed, a steady, dripping cascade that ran down the crack of Xuelan's ass, painting her skin with a glistening, sticky trail. It flowed over her tight, puckered hole with a warm, intimate caress that made her entire body tremble. She could feel the heat of it, the musky, salty scent of it, and the thought of being marked by him, of being covered in his seed, was a potent, overwhelming aphrodisiac, one that was even stronger than the one Naruto had used on her, that made her head spin.
Isabela, watching the cum drip down Xuelan, didn't want to be left out. As the cum continued to drip down Xuelan's ass, she moved forward, her large, full breasts leading the way. She pressed them against Xuelan's back, the soft, creamy flesh smushing against the other woman's skin. She then looked up, her eyes locked onto Naruto's, a silent, desperate plea for his attention.
A fresh wave of cum dripped down, and this time, it landed on her breasts. The warm, sticky fluid painted her magnificent mounds, a glistening, degrading mark of submission that made her moan with a desperate, overwhelming need. The feeling of it on her skin, the knowledge that she was being marked by him, was a powerful force that made her body ache with a need so intense it was painful.
Xuelan, feeling the warm, sticky fluid on her ass and the soft, pressing weight of Isabela's breasts against her back, didn't want to be outdone either. She craned her neck, her body twisting in an awkward, desperate motion, and she started to lick at Isabela's tits.
Isabela, feeling the tentative touch of Xuelan's tongue, let out a soft, desperate moan. She arched her back, pushing her breasts up so Xuelan could lick them easier, as her face was a silent, desperate plea for more. She then reached down, her hands moving to the hem of Xuelan's tight, black dress. She pulled it up, a rough, desperate motion that revealed the other woman's plump, juicy ass, now glistening with a fresh coat of Naruto's seed.
She started to lick, her tongue moving in a broad, desperate sweep across the quivering flesh. She could taste him, taste the raw, primal power that had claimed them both, and the taste was a drug that made her body ache with a desperate, overwhelming need.
They were a mess, a tangled, desperate heap of limbs and tongues. They were licking the cum off each other, their bodies moving with a frantic, almost feverish energy. Naruto watched them as he slowly pulled his cock from Ile's used, abused pussy, leaving her a whimpering, boneless mess on the ground. He then gestured towards the two Rooks, a silent, commanding order that was understood without a word, as he took a step forward.
The procession of sluts, now with two new members, crawled forward. Rias, Asia, Akeno, Koneko, Nel, and Ile, their bodies naked and their faces flushed with shame and arousal, followed their master. The two Rooks, Xuelan and Isabela, joined them, their bodies a messy, glistening canvas of their submission.
"Crawl," Naruto commanded again, his gaze sweeping over the pathetic, beautiful scene. "All of you. Get in front of me."
They moved without hesitation, a mindless, instinctive obedience that was a testament to the absolute power he held over them. They formed a half-circle in front of him, their bodies on their hands and knees, their heads bowed in submission. The proud Rooks of the Phenex clan, now crawling like animals, their bodies a glistening, messy offering for their new master.
"Good," he grunted, a deep, rumbling sound of approval. "Now, make me want you."
Akeno, who was crawling at the head of the pack, a cruel, triumphant smirk on her face, understood her master's unspoken needs. She reached into a small pouch she carried on her hip. From it, she pulled two more collars, identical to the ones already adorning the necks of the Gremory peerage. They were sleek, black leather, with a small, silver ring in the front, a symbol of their new, submissive status.
With a fluid, predatory grace, she rose to her knees. She crawled towards Xuelan, the other woman still on all fours, her plump, juicy ass raised high in the air. Akeno moved behind her, her movements a slow, deliberate display of dominance. She could see the cum glistening on Xuelan's skin, the degrading mark of their master's seed a clear sign of her conquest.
"Stay still, little slut," Akeno purred, her voice a low, seductive whisper that made Xuelan flinch. "It's time to make it official."
She reached out, the cool leather of the collar a stark contrast to the warm, sticky skin of Xuelan's neck. She fastened it, the soft click of the buckle a sound that sealed the other woman's fate. Xuelan let out a soft, desperate whimper, a sound that was a mixture of shame and a desperate, overwhelming need to submit.
Then, Akeno turned her attention to Isabela. The muscular Rook was still kneeling, her fat, creamy breasts on display as they were coated with their master's seed. Akeno crawled towards her, her movements fluid and graceful, a predator stalking her prey.
"You too," Akeno commanded, her tone a firm, dismissive order. "You belong to him now. This collar is just a reminder of your place."
She fastened the collar around Isabela's neck, the soft click of the buckle another nail in the coffin of the Phenex peerage's pride. Isabela didn't resist. She couldn't. The aphrodisiac, the humiliation, and the raw, primal power of the man who had claimed her senses had broken her. She was a slut, a whore, and a slave, and the collar around her neck was a symbol of her new, glorious reality.
Akeno returned to her place at the head of the pack, her smug, satisfied smirk a clear sign of her own dominance over the newly collared sluts. She looked at Naruto, her violet eyes alight with a sadistic glee.
Naruto watched with a satisfied smirk on his face. The sight of the two proud Rooks, now collared and crawling like the rest of his pets, made his cock throb. He could see the way their bodies trembled, the way their breath hitched, and the way their pussies ached with a desperate, overwhelming need. They were his. Completely and utterly. And now, it was time to enjoy them.
He reached down, his large hands moving with a slow, deliberate possessiveness. He tangled them in the hair of the two newly collared Rooks, one in Xuelan's long, dark hair, and one in Isabela's shorter, spiky locks. He pulled them forward, a sharp, possessive tug that made them both whimper with a desperate, overwhelming need.
They were now directly in front of him, their faces inches from his still-hard cock, their bodies trembling with anticipation. The cool leather of their new collars felt strange, yet right, a constant, physical reminder of their submission.
"Beg," he commanded, his voice a low, dominant growl that sent a shiver down their spines. "You're nothing but pets now, so beg like the desperate little doggies you are. Show me what you want."
The command made both of their crotches throb, and they didn't hesitate. The words tumbled out of their mouths, a desperate, pleading chorus of need and submission that was both pathetic and incredibly arousing.
"Awooo! Please, Master! Please fuck this doggy!" Xuelan cried out, her voice a trembling, breathy whimper. She looked up at him, her dark eyes wide with a desperate, hungry need. She stuck her tongue out, a lewd, submissive gesture that was designed to entice. Her body trembled, her plump, juicy ass wiggling in a frantic, desperate rhythm behind her. She was no longer a proud warrior of the Phenex clan. She was a dog, a desperate little bitch who was willing to do anything, to be anything, for the chance to be bred by her new master.
"Woof! Woof! Me too, Master! Choose me! This bitch needs your bone!" Isabela begged, her voice a loud, shameless bark. She pressed her magnificent, creamy breasts against his leg, the soft, yielding flesh a warm, tempting offering. She nuzzled her face against his thigh, her tongue darting out to lick his skin with a desperate, needy gesture that was a clear sign of her submission. She was a Rook, a shield for her King, but in that moment, she was just a bitch in heat, a desperate slut who was willing to debase herself in the most shameless way imaginable for the chance to be filled by him.
Naruto watched them, grinning as he glanced around. He had the entire Gremory peerage, plus two of Riser's pawns and now two of his Rooks, all collared and crawling like pets. They were begging, not for their freedom, not for their honor, but for the chance to be fucked like animals, in front of the entire Underworld.
"Is that all you've got?" he taunted, his grip tightening in their hair, a possessive, painful gesture that made them both whimper with a fresh wave of arousal. "You call that begging? That's pathetic. I want to hear the desperation. I want to hear the need. I want the whole Underworld to know what a pair of desperate, cock-hungry bitches you've become. Show me. Show me how much you need this."
He punctuated his words with a sharp tug on their hair, pulling their heads back, forcing them to look up at him. He dragged them up, pulling them off their knees as they crouched before him now. Their faces were a beautiful, desperate mess of lust and submission. Their eyes were glazed over with a need so intense it was almost painful, their lips parted as they panted for breath.
"Please, Master! This bitch is so horny! Her pussy is so wet and empty! She needs your big, hard cock to fill her up! Please, breed me! Make me your bitch! I don't care about Riser anymore! Mark me as yours so everyone knows who I belong to!" Xuelan cried out, her voice a high-pitched, desperate whine. She started to hump the air, her body moving with a frantic, almost feverish energy, a clear, visual display of her desperate need. Her plump, juicy ass rippled with each movement, a hypnotic, erotic sight that made Naruto's cock throb with a fresh wave of arousal.
"Woof! Please, Master! Look at these tits! They're so full and heavy! They're just waiting for you to grab them, to squeeze them, to use them! This bitch will do anything! She'll be your personal milk cow, your personal cumdump, your personal fucktoy! Just please, please, please, fuck this bitch! Breed me! Fill me with your puppies!" Isabela begged, her voice a shameless, desperate plea. She squeezed her plump, creamy breasts together, creating a deep, inviting valley of cleavage that was a tempting and delicious offering. She leaned forward, her tongue darting out to lick the head of his cock, a tentative, worshipful caress that made him groan with a deep, rumbling pleasure.
Their words were a degrading, humiliating chorus of submission that was music to Naruto's ears. He had them. They were completely and utterly broken, their minds wiped clean of everything but the overwhelming, all-consuming need to be fucked, to be bred, to be claimed by the dominant male standing before them.
"Good girls," he grunted, a deep, rumbling sound of approval that sent a fresh wave of arousal through their trembling bodies. He let go of their hair, a dismissive gesture that made them both whimper with a sudden, sharp jolt of fear. He then took a step back, a casual, almost lazy motion that made them both scramble to follow, their bodies moving with an instinctive, submissive grace.
"You can get your reward now."
He then looked over at Akeno, a silent, commanding gaze that was understood without a word. The sadistic Queen, ever the willing accomplice, a cruel, triumphant smirk on her face, reached into her pouch again. She pulled out two more leashes, identical to the ones already attached to the collars of Rias, Asia, and Koneko.
She crawled forward, her movements fluid and predatory, a dominant animal approaching its new pets. She moved to Xuelan first, as she fastened the leash to the silver ring on the front of the Rook's collar, the soft click of the clip a sound that sealed the other woman's fate. Xuelan let out a soft, desperate whimper, a sound that was a mixture of shame and a desperate, overwhelming need to be led.
Then, Akeno turned her attention to Isabela. The muscular Rook was still on her hands and knees, her magnificent, creamy breasts swaying beneath her. Akeno crawled towards her, her movements fluid and graceful, like a predator stalking her prey. She fastened the leash to the other woman's collar, the soft click of the clip another nail in the coffin of the Phenex peerage's pride. Isabela didn't resist. She couldn't. She was a bitch in heat, a desperate slut, and the leash attached to her collar was a symbol of her new, glorious reality as a pet.
Akeno then did something unexpected, something that made Naruto's smirk widen. She gathered both leashes in her hands, and then, with a fluid, graceful motion, she rose to her feet. She stood over the two newly leashed Rooks, a goddess of sadistic dominance, her own body still naked and unashamed.
She handed the leashes to Naruto, her violet eyes alight with a sadistic glee.
"Your new pets, Naruto-sama," she purred, her voice a low, seductive caress, "They seem to be in heat. Perhaps you should take them for a walk?"
Naruto chuckled as he took the leashes, the cool leather a familiar, comforting weight in his hands. He looked down at the two crawling, collared, leashed women who had been his enemies just a few minutes ago.
"A walk?" he mused, a slow, deliberate word that sent a fresh wave of arousal through their trembling bodies. "I think I have a better idea."
He gave the leashes a sharp, possessive tug. "Follow."
The command was a wave of irresistible authority that swept through the courtyard. Xuelan and Isabela scrambled to obey, their bodies moving with a clumsy, desperate energy. They crawled after him, their leashes taut in his hands, a clear, undeniable symbol of their submission. The rest of the harem, Rias, Asia, Akeno, Koneko, Nel, and Ile, followed behind, a pathetic, beautiful procession of submission.
He led them towards the center of the courtyard, towards the ornate, stone fountain that was the centerpiece of the academy's grounds. The water sparkled as he stopped at the edge of the fountain, the leashes still held firmly in his hands. He looked down at the two Rooks, their bodies trembling with anticipation.
"In," he commanded, gesturing towards the fountain with a dismissive wave of his hand.
Xuelan and Isabela flinched, their eyes wide with a mixture of shock and a desperate, overwhelming need to obey. The water was cool and clear, and the thought of crawling into it completely naked and of being submerged in front of the entire Underworld was a fresh wave of humiliation that made their bodies ache with a shameful arousal. But they didn't hesitate, as their bodies wouldn't let them. They were too far gone, and right now, Naruto's words couldn't be resisted.
Xuelan was the first to move. She lowered her head, her body a fluid, graceful motion as she slipped into the water. The cool liquid was a shock against her heated skin, a sudden, sharp sensation that made her gasp. The water level rose, lapping at her breasts, the glistening droplets clinging to her dark, erect nipples. She started to crawl, her movements slow and clumsy in the water, her body a beautiful, struggling form that was a perfect, pathetic sight of submission.
Isabela followed, her muscular body a stark, powerful form against the delicate, flowing water. She slipped into the fountain as she crawled forward with the water lapping at her shoulders, and her powerful tits floating on the surface like two perfect, pale islands.
Naruto watched them, a smug, satisfied smirk on his face. He could see the way their bodies moved, the way the water clung to their skin, the way their eyes were locked onto him, a mixture of fear and a desperate, hungry need.
He stepped into the fountain, the water sloshing around his legs. He moved towards Xuelan, his powerful strides sending ripples across the surface. He reached down, his large hands moving with a slow, deliberate possessiveness. He tangled them in her wet, dark hair, a sharp, possessive grip that made her whimper with a desperate, overwhelming need.
"Please, Master," she whimpered, her voice a trembling, breathy whisper that was barely audible over the sound of the water. "This bitch... she needs..."
Her words were cut off as he pulled her head back, a sharp, painful tug that forced her to look up at him. Her face was a beautiful, desperate mask of lust and submission, her dark eyes wide with a need so intense it was almost painful.
"I know what you need," he growled, a low, dominant rumble that sent a shiver down her spine. He reached down, grabbing her wet dress and casually ripping it off her body in one smooth motion. He positioned himself behind her, his massive, throbbing cock poised at her entrance. He could feel the heat of her, the desperate, hungry need that was radiating from her core.
And then, he thrust forward.
"M-MMMASTER!"
A high-pitched, pleasure-filled scream tore from her lips. The combination of the cool water, the brutal invasion, and the raw, primal power of the man who was claiming her body was a sensory overload that sent her spiraling into a mind-shattering orgasm. Her back arched, her head thrown back in a silent scream of pleasure as her walls clenched around him, a desperate, hungry grip that made him groan with a deep, rumbling satisfaction.
He started to move. His hips pistoned in and out of her, the loud, fleshy slapping sound of their bodies colliding echoing in the courtyard, mixed with the sloshing of the water. Each thrust was a brutal, powerful impact that made her entire body tremble. The water splashed around them, a chaotic, beautiful storm of motion that was a perfect, perverse soundtrack to their raw, primal coupling.
But he wasn't done. He wanted more. He wanted to push her further, to test the limits of her submission. His grip tightened in her hair. He pushed her head down, a slow, deliberate pressure that forced her face towards the water.
"Take a breath," he commanded, his tone a low, dangerous growl.
She obeyed, a sharp, desperate gasp as she filled her lungs with air. Then, he pushed her under.
The world became a blur of muted sounds and distorted shapes. The cool water closed over her head, a sudden, shocking sensation that made her heart pound in her chest. She could feel the pressure, a crushing weight that was both terrifying and strangely comforting. She could feel the powerful thrusts of his cock, a deep, rhythmic impact that was a constant, undeniable reminder of his dominance.
She held her breath, her body tense, her mind a haze of pleasure and a primal, overwhelming fear. She was completely and utterly at his mercy, her life in his hands. The thought was a potent, overwhelming aphrodisiac that made her pussy clench around him, a desperate, hungry grip that made Naruto moan.
Just as her lungs started to burn, just as the panic started to set in, he pulled her up. She broke the surface with a loud, desperate gasp, a spray of water flying from her lips. She coughed and sputtered, her body trembling with a mixture of shock and a primal, overwhelming need. Her face was a beautiful, desperate mess, her dark hair plastered to her skin, her eyes wide with a mixture of fear and a hungry, desperate lust.
"More," she gasped, her voice a raw, hoarse whisper. "Please, Master... more... This bitch needs more..."
He didn't answer. He just pushed her under again.
The cycle repeated. A brutal, underwater fucking, a desperate struggle for air, a brief, gasping moment of respite, and then another plunge into the cool, submissive depths. Each time, her begging became more frantic, more desperate. Each time, her submission became more complete, more absolute. She was no longer a proud warrior of the Phenex clan. She was a toy, a plaything, a desperate little bitch who was willing to drown for the chance to be fucked by her new master.
Across the fountain, Isabela watched, her body trembling with a jealous, desperate arousal. She was still on her hands and knees, the water at her shoulders, while her juicy tits floated on the surface. She could see the way Xuelan's body convulsed, the way her face broke the surface in a desperate, gasping plea. She could see the look of pure ecstasy on the other woman's face, a look that was a clear sign of her complete and utter surrender. And she wanted it. She wanted to be the one drowning for his pleasure. She wanted to be the one feeling his raw, primal power. She reached back, quickly pulling off her pants and tossing them aside.
Then, she started to move. Her muscular body swayed, a slow, deliberate rhythm that was designed to attract, to entice. She arched her back, pushing her plump, juicy ass out of the water. The water cascaded down her dark skin, a shimmering, glistening trail that highlighted every curve, every muscle. She then started to shake it.
It was a shameless, slutty display, a dance of pure, competitive submission. Her massive ass, a perfect, powerful bubble of muscle and fat, rippled with each movement. The water droplets flew off her cheeks, a fine, glittering mist that rained down on the watching harem. The sound was a loud, fleshy PLAP, as if it were a beat. She was begging, not with words, but with her body, with a shameless, degrading display of her assets. She was a desperate, horny bitch in heat, and she was willing to do anything, to be anything, to be the next one to be mounted, to be bred, and to be claimed by the dominant male who was making Xuelan's mind melt with pleasure.
Naruto watched her from the corner of his eye, a cruel, triumphant smirk on his face. He could see the desperation in her movements, the competitive heat in her eyes. He could see the way the other women reacted, their bodies trembling with a mixture of shock and a perverse, undeniable arousal. The whole Underworld was watching, and this was a show he was more than happy to put on.
With a final, brutal thrust, he buried himself to the hilt inside Xuelan's used, abused pussy. He held her there, her face still partially submerged, the water bubbling around her as she whimpered and moaned with a mind-shattering pleasure. Then, he let go of her hair.
Xuelan slumped forward, her body a boneless, trembling heap in the water. She was a mess, her face a beautiful, desperate mask of submission, her body wracked with the aftershocks of her intense pleasure. She was a broken toy, a used, discarded plaything who had served her purpose. She lay there for a moment, then slowly pulled her face out of the water with glazed-over eyes and a stupid, satisfied smile on her face.
Naruto's gaze shifted to the still-shaking form of the other Rook. He waded through the water towards her, a slow, predatory advance that made her entire body tense with a desperate, overwhelming need. He reached out, his large hands moving with a slow, deliberate possessiveness. He tangled them in her shorter, spiky hair, a sharp, possessive grip that made her whimper with a sudden, sharp jolt of fear and arousal.
He didn't say a word. He didn't need to. He just pulled her forward, positioning her on her hands and knees, her plump, juicy ass raised high in the water, a perfect, glistening target. He positioned himself behind her, his massive, throbbing cock poised at her entrance. He could feel the heat of her, the desperate, hungry need that was radiating from her core, a need that was so intense it was almost painful.
Then, he thrust forward. He slammed into her, a single, brutal motion that buried himself to the hilt inside her tight, unprepared pussy. The impact was a loud, wet PLAP that sent a spray of water flying.
"WOOOOOF!" Isabela howled, a loud, shameless bark of pure pleasure. The combination of the cool water, the brutal invasion, and the raw, primal power of the man who was claiming her body was a sensory overload that sent her spiraling into a mind-shattering orgasm. Her muscular body convulsed, her back arching as her walls clenched around him, a desperate, hungry grip that made him groan with a deep, rumbling satisfaction.
He started to move. His hips pistoned in and out of her, the loud, fleshy slapping sound of their bodies colliding echoing in the courtyard. Each thrust was a brutal, powerful impact that made her massive ass jiggle and ripple, a hypnotic, erotic sight that made the watching harem tremble with a jealous, desperate arousal.
"WOOF! WOOF! YES! HARDER! FUCK THIS BITCH HARDER!" she screamed, her words a degrading, shameful chorus of submission that was music to Naruto's ears. Her body was a blur of motion, a desperate, chaotic dance of pleasure as she met each of his brutal thrusts, her muscular frame a testament to the raw, primal power he was unleashing upon her.
He grabbed her hair, a sharp, possessive grip that made her whimper with a fresh wave of arousal. He pulled her head back, forcing her to look at him, her face a beautiful, desperate mess of lust and submission.
"Who do you belong to?" he growled, a low, dominant rumble that sent a shiver down her spine. The question was a final, crushing blow to her pride, a demand for a public declaration of her new status.
"YOU! I BELONG TO YOU, MASTER! THIS BITCH BELONGS TO YOU!" she howled, her voice a high-pitched, desperate whine. "WOOF! MY BODY IS YOURS! MY PUSSY IS YOURS! MY TITS ARE YOURS! I'M YOUR BITCH! YOUR FUCKTOY! YOUR CUMDUMP! PLEASE, BREED ME! FILL ME WITH YOUR PUPPIES!"
The words were a symphony of degradation, a final, crushing admission of her defeat. She was no longer a proud Rook of the Phenex clan. She was a desperate, horny bitch in heat, a pathetic, broken toy who was willing to do anything, to be anything, for the chance to be filled by the dominant male who had made her body ache with a need so intense it was painful.
"Then take it," he grunted, his pace quickening, a brutal, relentless rhythm that made her entire body tremble. "Take all of it."
With a final, brutal thrust, he buried himself to the hilt inside her. He held her there, her body a trembling, whimpering mess on his cock, as he let go.
A powerful torrent of cum erupted from the tip of his cock. It was a powerful, forceful explosion that filled her to the brim, a warm, sticky flood that made her entire body convulse with a mind-shattering orgasm. Her back arched, an estranged noise coming from her throat as she let out a mixture of a moan and a bark, which was a long, drawn-out howl of a desperate bitch in heat.
But there was too much. The sheer volume of his seed was more than her body could handle. It started to leak out, a warm, sticky river of white that flowed from her stretched, abused pussy. It dripped down, a glistening, degrading trail of submission that painted her muscular thighs, a clear, undeniable mark of his ownership.
Naruto slowly pulled his cock from her used, abused pussy, leaving her a whimpering mess as she slumped in the shallow water.
"Clean her up," Naruto commanded, his tone a low, dismissive order as he glanced from Xuelan to Ile and then to Nel, "Don't waste a single drop."
The command was a wave of irresistible authority that swept through the courtyard. His former enemies scrambled to obey, their bodies moving with a clumsy, desperate energy. They crawled forward, a pathetic, beautiful procession of submission.
Ile, Nel, and Xuelan reached her first, their bodies a tangled, desperate heap of limbs and tongues. They were the ones who had been claimed by him, the ones who had felt his raw, primal power, and the thought of tasting his seed again, of worshipping the symbol of his dominance, was enough to make them drip with arousal.
Ile, her body still trembling from the brutal fucking she had received, was the first to act. She lowered her head, her tongue darting out to taste the glistening trail of cum on Isabela's muscular thigh. She started to lick, her tongue moving in a broad, desperate sweep, a worshipful caress that was designed to please. Nel followed up next, and then Xuelan crawled over as well, desperately shoving her face into Xuelan's ass while all three women lapped at Naruto's cum.
As Naruto towered over the four women, he glanced over at Rias, Asia, Akeno, and Koneko, who were all watching with jealousy. He chuckled at the sight and then glanced towards the main Kuoh Academy building.
"I told Issei to go help Kiba out in there," He muttered, grinning lightly, "Now, let's go see how they're doing."
Chapter End
Author's Note: I hope you enjoyed. There are 5 more chapters on Subscribestar.adult/Nappar. I'll post The NTR Dragon tomorrow.