Life at the Uchiha compound as an outsider and servant is tough and truly awful. Sakura spends her days getting bossed around by people who deem her to be inferior to them. The ugly looks she gets from the people she has to treat are unbearable at times. Considering she's there against her will.
She has tried to escape multiple times but it always ended the same way. With her getting captured and brought back by Madara. It doesn't matter how long of a head starts she gets, he always gets her in the end.
The Uchiha leader is determined to keep her here by any means necessary. He need her for her healing abilities as well as using her as his own personal toy. Taking great pleasure from coercing her into having sex with him, while at the same time tormenting her with cruel words.
Everything is beginning to take a toll on Sakura's spirit. Since the possibility of being rescued is slowly slipping through her fingers with every passing day. She's trying to stay strong but her confidence is wavering every time Madara sends for her. No amount of internal pep talk can prepare her for staring down the beast face-to-face.
Anxiety bubbles in Sakura's stomach as she kneels naked on his futon, just as he told her. She hates how obedient she has become, sitting here like a dog who's waiting faithfully for its master to return. Fingernails dig into the skin of her thighs as fear morphs into anger.
The door slides open and closes as the devil himself finally arrives. Madara stops and looks down at her, studying her body language. His kimono falls to the floor after he unties the obi, leaving him as naked as the day he was born.
"You're agitated." He states nonchalantly as he settles down behind her on the futon.
Sakura grinds her teeth together and inhales a sharp intake of air. His comment pointing out the obvious only serve to sour her mood further.
"I am." She hisses through clenched teeth. Her body tenses up when he puts his hands flat on her back. A shiver runs up her spin from his cold touch.
His hands wanders around to grope at her breasts roughly. Massaging them in his palms while rolling her nipples between his fingers. She can feel herself getting wet despite the fury coursing through her veins.
"Why?" Madara asks after a long pause, sounding thoughtful almost. Catching her off guard.
Sakura's mind scrambles to find the words to say. While his hands abandons her breasts and travels further down until they settle on her belly.
"Because I'm being treated less than human by people who doesn't think that I belong here!" Sakura spits out the words after her determination out wins her fear and confusion.
Madara continues to prod at her stomach, fondling her abdominal muscles. Almost as he's looking for something in particular. Sakura fears his incoming responds almost as much as she dreads his erection resting against the curve of her ass.
"They will be forced to accept you as one of our own soon enough." He assures her, voice low and confident. Sakura is confused by his statement but she doesn't get a chance to ask before his hands still and chakra is pumped into her stomach. "After I put a baby in you that is."
Sakura is suddenly pushed forward to stand on all fours with Madara entering her swiftly from behind shortly thereafter. A scream rips through her throat from the slight pain of being penetrated whilst unprepared. Her mind is reeling as its trying to process what just happened.
The realization dawns on her after she figures out that he undid her reproductive seal. Now making it possible for her to get pregnant. Which is what he plans to do, even if it's against her will.
"No, no, no, no, please don't do this!" Sakura pleads desperately, eyes blown wide in fear. Every bit of courage evaporating like morning dew under the heat of the sun.
Madara chuckles as he pulls back to only slam into her hard. Setting a breakneck pace, his cock bumping against her cervix. The tight walls of her cunt slowly begins loosens up until he fits comfortably inside of her.
"What's the matter darling? Aren't you happy that I've finally made you my breeding bitch?" He taunts her, his harsh words and thoughts of her upcoming fate brings tears to her eyes.
Sakura shakes her head adamantly, not wanting to get pregnant by this monster. One of his hands leaves her waist and comes down hard on her ass cheek. Making her squeal.
"That's a shame." Madara says condescendingly while continuing to pump his cock into her roughly, ensuring that she will be sore tomorrow morning. "Well, at least I will enjoy breeding your cunt over and over until you're full of my child."
Tears stream past her eyelashes as the reality of her situation hits, she will never be free of him after she gives birth to his child. There will always be something connecting them from there on out.
Madara senses Sakura's distress and somehow becomes more feral than ever before. His grip on her becomes tighter as he pulls her back by the waist onto his cock hard. The mix of pleasure and pain is overwhelming her senses, the ongoing panic makes her unable to think straight.
"I can already imagine it." Madara's booming voice brings her focus back to him like it always does. She despises him for not only taking control over her body but also her mind. "Your belly swollen with my child and plump tits leaking milk. Fuck!"
He ends his sentence with a curse, the lewd picture in his head helping him reach his end. Sakura chokes back a sob when he finish deep within her, flooding her womb with his seed. If she doesn't get pregnant from his huge load, she will count herself lucky. Not that it matters the upcoming rounds are bound to knock her up eventually.
Sakura can feel his softening cock twitch back to life while still inside of her sore cunt. The dread in her stomach increases tenfold when he leans in to whisper a haunting promise.
"I won't stop until you're properly breed, you know."