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Genjutsu, Chapter 2 (Lemon)




“/Tsukuyomi!”/

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As she slowly regained consciousness, Temari felt an unpleasant tension in her shoulders. When she tried to move her arms, she couldn't, for some reason. She shook her head, trying to lift the warm, pleasant haze muddying her thoughts, but couldn't seem to break free. With amonumental effort, she opened her eyes to see...nothing. A piece of soft cloth obscured her vision, bound at the back of her head. She tried to mover her arms to reach it, but failed once more.

With some difficulty, she rolled upright onto her
knees, swaying unsteadily, before trying to stand. Her uncooperativearms kept her from balancing properly, and she toppled sideways onto a soft mattress, flinching as she landed. A soft, girlish giggle broke the silence.




"I told you, she's adorable," a sweet, perverse voice said, lust dripping from every word. /A voice that sweet shouldn't sound so dirty/, Temari thought absently. She opened her eyes to look at the speaker, but the blindfold covered her eyes.

She recognized the voice, after a moment.

She slurred her response, trying to force the words past the hazy feeling in her head"Sa-kura? Wha're...wha's...happening?"

"Hahahaha, oh, sweetie! I went to all this trouble to get you out of the house, and you still have no idea WHY? Oh, poor widdle Tema-chan...I just want you to...loosen up a bit, you know? You're always so TENSE and focused, you never seem to have any fun at all! So consider this...an intervention, I suppose. If you won't cut loose on your own...then Iguess I'll just loosen. You. Up. Myself. Oh, I'm going to enjoy every minute of it…and so will you, sweetheart.

Temari tried to feel afraid...on some level, she knew she should be; after all, Sakura's tone was unmistakably sexy, and her words...they promised something dark, something primal, and above all, something deeply sexual.

While Temari fought with her feelings, Sakura approached the bed in a languid, predatory stroll.

She knew Temari couldn't see her through the blindfold, but she unbound her hair and
it fell, bright and pink, to her slim hips as they rolled lasciviously. Her toned stomach flexed and her small, pale breasts bounced, nipples standing tall and firm with arousal. A trimmed patch of pink hair adorned her sex, droplets oozing from between her lips to trickle down the insides of her thighs.

She reached the bed and leaned down, hands reaching for Temari's body, and only when her lips crashed against the blonde's own, and her blood-red nails tweaked the woman's pale nipples, did Temari finally realize she, HERSELF, was naked, arms bound behind her. Perhaps even worse, the subtle breeze of the room revealed her pussy had been shaved and even agitated as she was, she found the smooth feeling perversely arousing.

She struggled weakly as Sakura's hands roamed over her body; her breasts, her face, her hips...her sex. But they didn't linger there, much to Temari's frustration, and she bucked all the harder to escape the teasing touch.

Sakura finally broke the kiss, breathing hard. "Oh, baby. I was going to take this slow for you, to ease you into it, but you're just so. Damn. Cute...I can't hold myself back!"

Her hands returned to roaming the pale girl's body, paying special attention to her breasts. Temari's nipples hardened and she groaned in frustration, twisting and writhing against the sheets. When she finally had the idea to try kicking the younger girl off her, Sakura rolled away quickly and let out a frustrated growl.

"Goddammit, Temari, why can't you just hold still. You know what, fuck being gentle. You two! Hold her legs,” she snapped to a pair of people Temari hadn’t sensed. Finally, the bound girl felt a twinge of fear through what she was slowly realizing was a drugged stupor. It was one thing for her ally – her friend – someone she knew and trusted, to try “intervene” by binding her and pleasuring her. It was another for a pair of random strangers to see her naked, bound, and squirming with unwanted, humiliating pleasure at the hands of another girl. Even worse, as she felt hands grip her ankles and press against her thighs, she could feel the telltale calluses and hear the low, lusty breaths of a pair of men.

Her prey completely restrained, Sakura dove between Temari's legs to lap at her prize, hands sliding up the girl's abdomen to tease her nipples. Temari tried to jerk away at the sudden burst of pleasurable friction at her most sensitive place, but strong hands held her against the bed and all she could manage was a twitch. She felt Sakura begin in earnest, taking long, slow laps along her slit. The pleasure built agonizingly slowly, and she found herself wishing Sakura would speed up so it would be over quickly.

As if sensing her thoughts, Sakura ran her hands down away from Temari's breasts, traced the insides of her thighs with soft fingers, and spread the older girl's pussy lips wide before thrusting her tongue deep inside. Temari moaned, a long, keening sound that degenerated into broken gasps as Sakura withdrew her tongue, drew back the hood of Temari's clit to expose the incredibly sensitive organ, and began to flick at it with abandon.

She released the girl's pussy lips but continued her assault on the girl's clit as she turned her fingers to her own pleasure, working them inside herself to rub at her g-spot as she moaned her own pleasure into Temari's sex, the vibration turning the blonde's suppressed gasps and half-moans into a near wail of pleasure. Withdrawing her fingers, Sakura thrust three of them inside Temari's hot cunt in a single spearing motion, curling them to press against the girl's g-spot and eliciting a scream as the girl climaxed, her slick walls’ orgasmic spasms clenching Sakura's hand with delightfully lewd pressure.

Sakura rested amoment and admired her handiwork; Temari's sprawled form slick with sweat and girl-cum, her mouth hanging open as she gasped for breath, and her cunt twitching intermittently with the aftershocks of her climax. Feeling the press of her own needs, she reached below the bed into a drawer, pulling out a monstrous double-ended dildo, one end rounded like an ordinary cock, the other tapering to a narrow, dull point, and slipped the blunt end inside herself. Her walls clenched around it as she pressed it deeper and deeper until it barely rested against her cervix. Straddling the white-haired girl's hips, she pressed the tip against the older girl's untrained slit.




Temari reacted instinctively, even in the aftermath of her orgasm and drugged as she was. She pushed until her muscles /screamed/, trying to put some distance, /any /distance, between her pussy and the ravaging tool preparing to plunder it, but the hands gripping her thighs and ankles held firm.




"No, no!Sakura, you can't! This isn't right, I don't want thi-/aaagh!"/Sakura interrupted by thrusting the head of the dildo inside her. The girl's entrance resisted for a moment, then gave with an almost audible pop.

Temari wailed."/Stop/! It /hurts/, Sakura…oh, god… stop ohpleasegodstopithurtsithurts..."

She trailed off into a pained whimper as Sakura jerked her hips into another thrust of the silicone cock, forcing it deeper into her pussy. The invading appendage pried her walls open with every inch, triggering sensitive nerves like fireworks as pain and pleasure blossomed anew between her legs.

Sakura seemed to be in ecstasy. Every thrust pressed the head of the dildo against her own cervix with a deliciously intense twinge; Temari's begging only lit her eyes with new fire to find ever-more ways to degrade the inexperienced girl. As the girl finally stopped fighting and went limp, she grinned and patted the shadowed figures holding Temari down, a sly glint in her eyes.

"Alright boys, I think that's all...oh, but of course you want that little...reward I promised you? Well, alright! Here it is!”

She rolled herself and Temari to the side as the pair released the blonde’s thighs and ankles, careful not to slip her dildo out of Temari's pussy, and presented her ass, placing a hand on one cheek and spreading it wide. She reached over and took a handful of Temari's tight butt to do the same for her. One figure eagerly positioned himself behind Sakura.

"Come and get it, sweetheart! My pussy is busy taking care of Temari-baby's, but Ipromise THIS hole feels even better! AHN-! Oh, yes, that cock feels so GOOD in my asshole! Oh, fuck me! Aww, I think blondie must be getting bored. She was shouting and squealing just a few minutes ago, but I guess she's used to the feel of my favorite fake dick in her hot cunt. Give her something new to think about, will you? And don't worry about lube, she should be plenty wet back there from all the juice running down from her pussy!"

The other shadowed figure moved carefully to position his dick against Temari’s heart-shaped ass, slowly thrusting along her crack to collect her juices before resting the tip at her rosebud.

Temari felt the cock at her ass, but was too exhausted and hurt from fighting Sakura's brutal penetration to resist. Or so she thought, until the man thrust inside her all at once. She screamed as it stretched her rectum.

"AAAAAAUUGH!NOOOOOOOOO, NOT MY ASS! PLEASE, TAKE IT OUT! IT HUUUURTS!" she continued to wail, tears streaming down her face as she was ruthlessly double-penetrated. Sakura's dildo finally bottomed out as Temari writhed weakly, and the pinkette viciously pounded the slim, almost pointed end against the blonde's cervix until it caught in the tiny opening. She let out a pleased grin and settled into a slow rhythm, fingers working her own clit and breasts frantically. Temari kept squirming, trying to escape the painful intrusions in her womb and ass, even as her tight holes relaxed and the pain slowly started to transform into pleasure. Sakura thrust faster as her own orgasm built, the soft surface of the silicone cock pulling at her inner walls in time with Temari's attempts to escape her own thrusts.

Finally, she peaked, letting out a low groan as she thrust deep into Temari, pressing their hips together as her legs quivered and her cunt clamped around the dildo. She withdrew the fake dick from her pussy, leaving it buried in Temari's dripping slit, and worked it slowly around, feeling how the tip was lodged in the blonde's womb.

"Oh, Temari?Guess what.I found your womb. Now, wouldn't it be a shame if something...potent got in there and, say...got things moving? Why, it would almost guarantee that you'd get pregnant if a guy came inside you!"

Temari forgot about the painful intrusion reaming her butt for a moment even as the man behind her continued to thrust into her ass, walls clenching around the intruder. She paled, real terror creeping across her features.

"You- You
-AH- wouldn't. Sakura, please -UNH- no. This stopped being -AH- funny a long time ago, but -AUGH- this REALLY isn't
OK. I can't get pregnant! I won't ever be recognized as a kunoichi if I get knocked up! I'll be pregnant -OOOH- or raising a child for YEARS. You can do whatever else you want, but don't let cum get anywhere near me, ok!Please? I'll do any -AH!- thing."

Sakura grinned, green eyes flashing. "Oh, ANYTHING, you say? Hmm...let me think. Actually, I can think of something I'd REALLY like to do!"

"What is -AH-it...?" Temari asked, apprehensive.

Sakura leaned in close, breath tickling the older girl's ear. "I'd like to see you pregnant. I'd like to keep you bound and at my beck-and-call, pleasuring

you and taking my pleasure from you anytime and everytime I want. I'd like to see you pregnant with my husband's seed, helping to build my clan...his clan.../our/ clan. Sorry, Temari. But this isn't fun-and-games anymore. You've been on my list for a long time; let's see what it takes to break you." She pulled down Temari's blindfold."Watch...slut."

The pinkette reached between her legs and pressed subtly-raised bump in the middle of the dildo. "You see, Temari-baby. This dildo is actually a syringe for delivering a certain cocktail of aphrodisiacs and fertility enhancements. It dilates the cervix, makes you incredibly aroused, and increases your sensitivity to penetration. It also induces ovulation, so if either of these boys..." and here she patted the men still railing the two girl's asses, "...gets a single drop of cum inside you, the chance you won’t get pregnant is practically nonexistent!"

Temari felt a liquid heat pool in her womb, trickling from the intruding head of the dildo. True to Sakura's word, it spread burning pleasure everywhere it touched; the feeling of the dildo against her cervix became almost unbearably intense, even as the tight ring of muscle relaxed and loosened. Sakura pulled the dildo free of Temari’s pussy with an incredibly sexual wet sucking sound, and shivered with pleasure, taking a long lick of the glistening juices that coated it, the aphrodisiac leaving her tongue tingling and sending a fresh wave of pleasure through her body.




"Let's give that a chance to work now, shall we?" Sakura smirked, then cocked her head as one of the men said something Temari couldn't quite hear.

The blonde craned her neck to get a look at them, but in the dark of the room, all she could make out was that both wore long cloaks and one was a bit taller and broader than the other. The man finished speaking, and Sakura nodded "Oh, you're finished? Yes, I think you can go. Thanks for the help!" She turned to the other man. "Now you can lift the illusion. And take that ridiculous thing off, I want to see you."

Sakura moved around behind Temari and pulled her up onto her knees as Naruto pulled free from Temari's ass with a wet plop. Sakura placed a hand on the back of the
girl's head and wrapped the other around Naruto’s cock, guiding it into the pleasure-dazed kunoichi's mouth, then released her lover's cock and shoved, hard. Temari's eyes widened as the taste of her own rectum speared past her tongue and down her throat and gagged her. Her throat convulsed and she tried to pull away, but Sakura's hand held Temari there for a full two minutes as her throat spasmed around the mouthful of meat choking her.

As the girl grew lightheaded from lack of air, Sakura grabbed a handful of Temari's hair and pulled her mouth off Naruto's dick, allowing her limp head to rest against the pinkette's shoulder, eyes half-lidded and gasping for breath. Sakura took Naruto's cock in hand once more and jerked it as she pointed it at her victim's lips. The first spurt landed on her tongue, the sticky, salty substance coating her taste buds with athin, viscous film. The second and third landed on target as well, and the remaining dribbles spurted weakly onto her chin and breasts. The cum in her mouth threatened to dribble out, but Sakura put a hand on her jaw and closed it, pressing a hand over her mouth.

"Swallow it," She commanded sternly. Temari did, moaning weakly when she finished. Sakura smiled. "Good girl. Now, let's put a baby in you, sweetheart!"

Naruto positioned himself at the girl’s dripping entrance and gently pressed forward, slipping effortlessly inside the drenched hole, even tight as it was. And god, was it tight. Even as Temari’s natural fluids made fucking her feel delightfully slick, the near-constant orgasm induced by Sakura’s aphrodisiac caused her to clench and spasm, her walls fluttered and clamped on his shaft. Even more intense was the feeling as his tip just barely penetrated her cervix, coating his cock-head with the aphrodisiac and nearly bringing him to an orgasm right then and there.

Through her pleasured haze, Temari was vaguely aware she should feel upset about…something, but it didn’t seem to matter. Her pussy felt so good; she felt like she was cumming, and cumming, and cumming. /Her pleasure was eternal, and she thought maybe /this was heaven. Ahard piece of meat thrusting inside her as she came forever and ever.

But it could not last forever, and as Naruto reached his limit and came inside her, all the fog swept away with the splash of virile sperm in her fertile womb. She realized, then, what had happened, and cried out as her spirit broke.

“No! You didn’t. Sakura…Naruto…” and here tears began to fall. “Why…would you do this to me? I thought…we were friends.”

Sakura and Naruto looked upon their broken comrade and smirked. Their expression was/the same?/

The same as what? Temari thought.

No, the same as who? She realized.

I know that smile…

I know that smile…

A black-haired boy with red eyes, dark markings marring his pale, noble skin as he pounded his opponent into the ground with techniques stolen from his own allies.

Shikamaru, Choji, and the rest of the Konoha rookies, bloodied and beaten after the failed retrieval mission. Naruto, a gaping hole seared through his chest.

“No…” she breathed. “You’re not Sakura. You’re not Naruto.”

The two mockeries of her friends threw their heads back and laughed, then turned their gaze back to her, eyes crimson with spinning Sharingan.

“Oh,” they chorused, a third voice, a smooth, low tone distinct from Sakura’s clinical alto and Naruto’s raspy shout. “So you finally figured it out. I honestly didn’t expect that…not after you showed what a/slut/ you really are.”

“That wasn’t me, you monster – This jutsu…you made me like that! You raped me, even just in my head, and you made me enjoy it? You’re/sick/. You won’t get away with this; I’ll tell them what you did. They’ll start really hunting you. You think you can do this to the sister of the Kazekage, an ally of the Leaf? You’ll never survive against the power of two villages.”

Sasuke chuckled as he allowed his true figure to appear and released the illusions of Naruto and Sakura. “Oh, you think we’re finished¸ little Sand girl? In this technique, this ultimate genjutsu called/Tsukuyomi/, I. Am. God. In here, I control time itself. In the outside world, less than a second has passed, but in here, that second can last for three days and nights…do you see what trouble you’re in now, girl?”

Temari listened in growing horror as the black-haired monster explained his technique, then whispered as he finished; “It’s only been…”

“That’s right,”Sasuke smirked. “It’s only been thirty-four minutes. Seventy-one hours and twenty-six minutes remain. I said I was going to break you, Sabaku no Temari…and I will. By the time I’m finished with you, the ‘Kazekage’s Sister’ won’t exist. The ‘Wind Mistress of Suna’ will be no more. When I’m done, the only title you’ll know is ‘slut.’ And that’s what you’ll be. A slave to my pleasure; a breeding bitch to build the Uchiha into what they were always meant to be: a warring clan of the greatest shinobi in the world!” His voice rose to a crescendo as he finished, and a mad light shone in his eyes.

“Now, slut…it’s time to begin.”

Darkness fell, and Temari knew no more.