Though Pain's attack on the Hidden Leaf had led to the widespread destruction of the Leaf, Nagato's sacrifice had been paramount to all of the lives lost that dZ being revived in short order.

After the arduous trials of failing to beat back the invasion, however, much of the village's populace and shinobi were exhausted beyond belief by the events that had transpired there.

As a result, when a full-scale invasion from the Cloud Village was suddenly upon them days later, they were woefully unprepared to combat them, it being a one-sided battle that saw to their near-destruction.

There were plenty of things to be expected, when the enemy country had conquered them.

The few resources that remained from the wreckage of both the attack of Pain and the invasion of the Cloud Village had been stripped of them, and with many people having died in the battle, there was not much else to be done when prisoners of war were being killed on a regular basis, this quickly including the once-thought Sixth Hokage, Danzo.

As were the terms of surrender under Tsunade, however, what followed suit was a matter of principal.

"The Raikage's decided that, to ensure the future of our village, all of our major clans will be placed under his authority." Tsunade said as she stood before the people in question, at the rubble of where the Hokage mountains remained. "All of the major clan's women, and all of the major kunoichi, will be placed in the Hidden Cloud Village, to be used as his son's concubines. In the mean time, our prisoners will be released systematically, for every child each of you bears. As for the rest of the shinobi, all will be forced to become prostitutes in order to pay for the fees in rebuilding the village."

Such was the order that was decreed: That, in order for the people in the village to be spared, as well as all of the prisoners, that all of them would be given to the child of the enemy nation's ruler, so that they could gain access to the strongest of the bloodlines of the Leaf village.

Hinata found herself rather saddened by this, knowing that she wouldn't be able to marry Naruto, but she'd accepted it, just the same as the others with her had.

Such was what she wanted to believe of herself, but life had a funny way of testing that.

The case in point being what greeted her on arrival to her new home: A lavish castle that was empty.

"You seem to be alone. Is there a reason for that?" A voice asked above her, and Hinata looked, surprise coloring her face.

"Who are...?"

"I'm Z, the Raikage's son. Are you one of the people sent here from the Leaf?"

"Y-Yes." Hinata nodded slowly, and he smirked.

"Well, I guess that an early bird is fine too." Sitting on the edge of a ledge, he leapt down, landing beside her.

Hinata felt her heart sink as she saw him, a tall, silver haired figure with a ninja's outfit, and bowed respectfully, only for him to tilt his head.

"Don't you know how to show respect?" He asked. "On your hands and knees, like a proper servant."

She closed her eyes, then swallowed her pride, her completely prostrating herself before him, and he smirked down at her.

"Well, that's good. You seem obedient enough. From now on, you'll be calling me Lord Z."

"... Yes, Lord Z."

Z gripped his short sword, unsheathing it, before speaking to her as he molded his chakra.

"Stand up." He said, Hinata slowly getting up, eyes widening as his blade was engulfed in lightning.

One second, she stood fully clothed, but in an instant, a series of swift, ruthless slashes came over her, ripping through her baggy jacket and pants violently, much of the cloth being reduced to rags, upon which Hinata wrapped her arm around her breasts and hand over her pelvis, eyes wide in voiceless shock.

In spite of this, she looked up, finding his eyes ravenously taking in the fullness of her form, but him not giving her the chance to gather her modesty.

"Silly girl. Don't you know not to hide what I want from me?" He asked, plucking the rags that remained off of her, leaving her in her bra, panties and sandals, sheathing his sword before grasping her ninja headband, which hung over her neck.

Curiously, he handled it around, then undid the knot, him tossing it away, to a river, before his hand whipped forward, hand smacking over her ass, fingers gripping the flesh of it tightly as Hinata gave an involuntary gasp.

"Come on. I have uses for a body like yours."

He guided her away, with Hinata, looking down in shame, followed beside him as he groped and fondled her ass, sandals and undergarments the only thing left on her, as he brought her into the first room they could enter to, lightning sparking around him as he tossed his clothes off of his body and walked to a chair in the center of the room.

"How good are you at sucking people off?"

She shifted uncomfortably in place, glancing about.

"I... I've never..."

Sitting down, with spread legs, he smirked as her sheepish discomfort caused her to glance away from his large cock.

"I see, I get the problem. You still see yourself as a woman, don't you? That might have been reasonable when you were a citizen, but not as a kunoichi, and especially not as a servant. I hope you learn your place soon enough though. You'll find I'm not a very patient man."

"I'm sorry." She whispered.

He gauged her, then smiled.

"Or maybe it isn't that at all? Maybe you just want to be with someone else? Say, Naruto, for example."

Her eyes widened, and he laughed at the utter surprise crossing her features.

"You're so easy to read! What kind of kunoichi can't hide her emotions?"

"How did you know about that?" She glared, but her voice remained soft.

"I just had a hunch. You gave your life to help save his, according to a spy's report, even as the leader of the Akatsuki pummeled you over and over. I thought it'd only make sense that that was the case. It seems I was right."

"If that's the case... if you're aware of my feelings, then... there isn't any chance we could change the compromise, is there?" She asked, not holding out extreme hope, but daring to try anyhow. "If I wanted to have a child with anyone, I wanted it to be with Naruto. Not only that, but there are others who'd have to leave behind their lives in Konoha to come here. If you're really the Raikage's son, isn't there anything you can do to change this?"

Z hummed, but his smile dropped.

"I wish. But honestly, this is as much the result of your village's foolishness as it is my father's ruthlessness."

"What do you mean?"

He looked at her for a moment, then rose to his feet, sighing as he walked past her, to a wall, her watching as he took up a robe, which he set over her shoulders, the playful lust he'd had in eyeing her before ceasing altogether, Hinata internally grateful for the restored modesty she was allowed as she pulled the robe over herself.

"You know Sasuke Uchiha, don't you?" He asked, her visibly becoming confused.

What did Sasuke have anything to do with this?

As she wondered, he answered her unspoken question.

"He recently joined the Akatsuki, and attacked my uncle, Killer Bee. My father had been working for years to undo the Akatsuki's plans, but then, suddenly, his brother had nearly been taken, to have his Tailed Beast extracted. If not for my father's interference, they might have actually won and escaped."

He stepped away, going about finding more clothing for himself, covering himself.

"He'd already had his doubts about the other villages, but Uchiha was another case entirely. Having spies as informants of the Leaf Village and its workings, the fact that the Fifth Hokage refused to classify him as a missing-nin, even after he defected to Orochimaru, and seemingly joined the Akatsuki, all struck my father as exceedingly suspicious. So, he decided to act, and that was how the War started. With just the Nine Tails under the Leaf's control, they'd be powerful beyond reason. But if they had the Eight Tails on top of it, or even access to the rest of the captured Beasts... well, you can figure out the rest."

He looked to her, eyes narrowed.

"I honestly think it's all worthless conjecture. But at least he had the mercy to even the balances, while Naruto recovered from his battle."

Hinata pursed her lips, frowning.

Among the prisoners of war, Naruto had been among the primary targets, who'd had his chakra network mangled before being trapped in a powerful genjutsu that had rendered him comatose.

They had made sure to ambush him before the war had even started, and with Tsunade still out of commission, in addition to many of the normally capable shinobi not being in the best shape to fight after Pain's assault, the swiftness of the battle and surrender was palpable.

Reading her thoughts, he mused further.

"You want to save him the most, don't you? After all, he is still a prisoner of war. But as it stands, you can't. You can't save anyone, unless by the terms your Hokage agreed on. If you won't serve your purpose here, then I can send you on your way now. That would place greater burdens on everyone else who comes here though, and it'd definitely lead to it taking far longer than it normally would to free everyone. That's all that you can do. You can't have it both ways, after all."

She remained silent, looking down at her body with a forlorn expression.

"If I bear your children, there's a chance that Naruto will live?" She asked, looking up to him.

He saw it in her eyes then, a spirit that had rooted itself firmly, unyielding in light of newfound purpose.

"It's possible. My father can be quite ruthless though. Especially when he attacked your village, the way he did, when the Fifth Hokage and Naruto both were still heavily fatigued after the battle with Pain. Having my child by itself might be suitable to save one person, but someone as important and powerful as him? You'll have to do more than that."

She closed her eyes, steeling herself, then looked up to him.

"I'm willing to do anything to save him. Even if there... isn't something to save me this time." She answered, voice faltering, looking down.

"Would that include becoming my wife, Hyuuga?" He asked her.

She struggled with the answer, her true feelings even more blatant than before, if that was at all possible.

Yet, despite that, she gave a quiet, solemn nod.

He approached her with this, her looking up at him sadly, before reaching a hand to her cheek.

He could see a small glimmer of hope in her eyes then, filling with tears, a hope that it, somehow, wouldn't come to that.

But as he leaned in closer to her, an unspoken act that dashed it away, she closed her eyes with resigned acceptance trembling.

Then, quite abruptly, she was scooped up in his arms, him carrying her over to the nearest seat, before plopping Hinata down on the chair he'd been sitting in mere moments prior.

"In that case, why don't we start by having you practice giving off the impression of being my wife?" He asked her. "You really can't afford to be this transparent in the ninja world after all."

"W-What?" She stared up at him blankly, to which he sighed and held his head.

"I'll give you an ultimatum. If you're willing to go that far, why don't you truly become my servant for real?"

She was still confused, but she listened.

"Honestly, if you're pining so strongly over him, that's honestly admirable. But that alone won't get you everything you desire. On that front, I'm sure we can both agree. So, with that in mind, if you would be a mercenary that worked for me, until your beloved is finally freed?"

"But... why would you want that?" she asked him.

"Because I have something I want too. I want to make the birthright my father denied me my own, and become the Raikage."

Hinata's eyes widened.

"Once I've become Raikage, all the prisoners of war you've come to rescue will be freed, as will your beloved Naruto. All I require is your aid." He answered. "Is that not reasonable for you?"

She nodded, though she was still hesitant.

"We have to keep up the illusion that we've consummated our relationship though. They'll get suspicious if you're not pregnant quite fast enough."

"But..." Hinata was more confused by the minute.

"Here's a compromise though. We'll limit how many times a day I actually try to make a baby with you. To make up the difference though, I have a jutsu that I can use. It's a powerful form of genjutsu, which allows me to mold a person's dreams. In there, we can practice a bit. Is that fine with you?"

"It doesn't seem like there's much choice." She lowered her head, but nodded. "I agree. I just hope that we can make this plan come to fruition before..."

"Alright. In that case, stand up for me."

He stepped forward, Hinata obeying, him sliding the robe he'd given her off of her shoulders, letting the fabric pool at her feet, the way his eyes hungrily gazed upon her pale flesh and fit but voluptuous form.

His hands came over her bra, and with a loud snap, the fabric was pulled apart, letting the uplifted flesh of her tits rolling down over her chest, Hinata sharply sucking in air through her teeth at the feeling of this, her stifling the urge to cover her breasts as she felt it, her closing her eyes when she felt him tugging at her panties, pulling so harshly that it snapped off, her stiffening, pursing her lips to keep herself from releasing a gasp, her looking as he stepped behind the girl who now stood naked.

"I'll be the one who chooses your wardrobe from now on." He told her, his hands placing themselves on her curves before starting to firmly caress her, a kiss to her neck, and a massage to her breasts, making Hinata's breathing grow shaky, his kneading hands gauging her body's reaction, curious and inquisitive in how to most effectively arouse her body. "With such a wonderful body here though — it'd honestly be a shame to hide something like this."

In the coming moments, as he pulled her onto his lap as he sat on a chair, rubbing at her thigh and pussy with individual hands, he made a new rule, that, unless he made an exception, she was no longer allowed to wear clothes, preceding him using a hand seal.

"Let's start." He said, before a great power came over her in waves, drowsiness coming over her, before she fell asleep, falling into an intensely vivid dream — a dream.

Though the nature of the genjutsu allowed her great lucidity within the dream, she realized with a jolt how her body felt different, older, inside it, but only slightly, and —

The morning began as normally, with reverberating screams echoing through the air as Z walked along his home, naked as he grasped the womanly hips of the curvaceous woman held up by his grip on her sides and his cock, the screams of the woman filling the air as he walked along the area, her held horizontal over the ground, her arms outstretched before her, her feeling as if she could fall at any time, but her barely able to notice it.

"You seem especially excited today, Hyuuga girl." He said, slamming her down harder on his pelvis, G-Cup breasts bouncing on her chest as she was slammed into his crotch over and over again, ass cheeks jiggling. "Your pussy's in top form."

"T-Thank you, Lord Raikage~!" Hinata cried out, eyes rolling to the back of her head.

They walked along like this for a long time, going down several flights of stairs, before, finally, reaching the bottom, wherein the person he'd taken Hinata to see sat, coiling in his shame at his current predicament.

The sound of flesh clapping was the first thing to fill Naruto's ears as he sat naked and alone in the otherwise cold, empty cell, the various seals they placed on his chakra network forcing it to stay unmoldable despite his power, and, as he looked up, he would find the face of his captor looking down at him, while vigorously slamming Hinata onto the base of his dick, bouncing her back up, then slamming her back down on him again in a cycle.

Hinata's eyes found his, but where shame and embarrassment would once cross over her face, there was only an expression of lust, twisted in nature as it was, as Hinata tightly gripped the bars of prison cell separating them.

She moaned loudly, eyes rolling to the back of her head as the Raikage fucked her, "Good morning~! Lord Raikage has chosen me for his announcements — AH!"

She twitched, stiffening as Z's cock speared expertly against her sweet spots, her body already glistening with sweat, climaxing hard. As her tight walls clamped hard down on him, Z smirked, then stopped holding back, hips blurring as he began using utterly monstrous speed and strength to pound his meaty dick into her for her climax's duration. Hinata hung her head as this happened, Naruto seeing her ninja headband, with words that read "Cum Slut", her body jiggling with every brutal slam the Raikage gave to her cunt. Her huge tits bounced wildly as Z drilled her cunt into oblivion.

Her juices squirted out to splatter along the floor, toes curling tightly, entire body spasming as he kept pounding his massive dick into her, the entitlement behind his thrusts making Naruto's blood boil.

As had always been the case, however, he was left unable to do anything but watch the woman who'd declared her love to him while sacrificing herself to save him just a couple months before scream in pleasured delight, her cunt being bludgeoned as could only be done by the man fucking her then.

"You really love my cock, don't you?" Z chuckled, Hinata's cries ceasing as she sensually shook her hips to and fro as he kept pounding into her, Z grunting lowly while he kept pace. "You must really want him to see you get stuffed full of cum."

"— inside — inside!"

Z grunted, his poundings growing faster and stronger, before, with a final thrust, he shoved completely into her, her pussy, restructured to fit his cock, climaxing again just as he let his semen pump out of him and into her hole, his cum stuffing her womb up, but it overflowing in seconds, the overflow bursting out of the minute openings his cock allowed in her vaginal tract.

It splattered against Z's lower stomach, along with the floor, Hinata rolling her eyes to the back of her head as she shook.

On the brink of losing consciousness, however, Hinata felt Z resume his fierce poundings, many wet, nasty sounds resulting from their enjoined flesh.

Gritting her teeth, Hinata looked to Naruto, tears of pleasure streaming down her cheeks uncontrollably as the man watched her with a shocked expression.

"Oh Naruto~! I can't tell you how good this feels!"

"You still have an announcement to make." Z said to her, grunting as he kept his pace.

"F-From today onwards — the new L-Lord Raikage will be using the children we extracted from you to raise as child soldiers, and you will be rendered as a breeding tool!" Hinata shoved her hips against Z's thrusts, toes pressing against the floor.

"What— What children?"

Hinata explained it to him, how, in the midst of his coma, Z had ordered a number of women to breed with Naruto, having as many children as possible to see what the end result of what breeding with Jinchuriki would be.

Such had been the system for the last month he'd been unconscious, and all of the women had done as ordered, Samui, Karui and others having become pregnant with Naruto's children.

His shock on learning this was palpable, but they were far from finished with him, with the Nine Tails still sealed away inside of him, something they decided they'd need to change if at all possible.

Z proposed that he become the host of the Nine Tails as a matter of course, as he had plans of conquest that could make good use of its powers, as well as Bee's Eight Tails, but the details were still pending, overall.

Though Naruto yelled that they couldn't do that, it mattered not, and angered by the events that had transpired, he got up, futilely trying to break down the bars, but by then, Z had already started taking Hinata away, who was too wrapped up in her own pleasure to respond to Naruto's yells, or the fact that Z had just given out an unofficial execution date for him.

As he fuck-carried her back to their room, however, Hinata's sense returned.

"L-Lord Raikage, are you really going to remove the Nine Tails?"

"Heh, are you questioning my decisions, Hyuuga girl?" Z asked as he fuck-carried her through the halls once more, him still lifting and slamming Hinata onto his cock with great brutality and precision.

Her body had grown to become aroused at the ruthless touch of the burly man, and his extensive knowledge of how to fuck her properly made her start cumming repeatedly in the span of moments, her barely able to stifle her impulse to scream and drown in her own orgasms to respond.

"I-I just need clarification!" She said, but the Raikage grunted, his poundings growing more severe by the second.

"You don't need to understand." He answered, him stopping his controlled gait before a window, continuously slamming her on his cock while he looked outside. "I don't have to remind you what happened to the last person that crossed me, do I?"

Hinata looked out, only to avert her gaze just as quickly.

On a pillar at the center of the Hidden Cloud, the decapitated head of Sasuke Uchiha was planted there.

"I-I... I need to know if Naruto will be alright!"

"Hmm... you still love that loud-mouthed brat?"

"Y-Yes." She said, breathlessly, pussy tightening around him, face growing red as the Raikage chuckled.

"Why? Don't you know that I'm better than him in every way?" He asked, continuing his walk, the persistent sound of flesh loudly clapping filling the halls. "Or is there something else that you think he has?"

"I-It has nothing to do with who's better!"

"Really? Well then, why do you still care about him? You've been obsessed with him for a long time."

Hinata tried to explain, explained how Naruto had helped her when she was at the lowest points in her life, how he'd inspired her more than anyone else, how his drive to become more than what others said he was made her wish the same could be done for her.

But he only laughed, and then, in the face of the dying embers that had been the foundation to all her strength, he spoke the truth, the dark, cruel reality that sowed the seeds for them being purged permanently from her mind for the rest of her life.

"Foolish girl — you forget that you're not the ones in control. You think that you can surpass what others think of you."

Reaching the room where she was designated to sleep in, between the days of raunchy sex they had, Raikage sat Hinata down on the singular lounge chair situated inside, her thighs stacked atop his own, hands firmly gripping her sides.

"I will have to teach you this lesson, until it's rooted into your mind — you no longer have any choice. You are my property, and that will be the only worth you have — nothing more, and nothing less, for the rest of your life."

He started giving hard, vicious, bouncing slams to her body, cock pounding so hard into her that, with every hard collision he gave against her cervix, Hinata's breathy grew more uneven, her back stiffening, head being thrown back

"You are not allowed to do anything unless I give the order allowing it." He spoke, the calmness of his tone a great contrast to the brutality of his slams, the strength of his grip making her mind steadily grow blank as he kept going, further and further, harder and faster still, until, finally, he kicked the pace up to another speed, a coarse slam of her body on him making his cock penetrate her cervix, forcing its way into her womb, his pace growing faster as he did so.

"L-Lord Raikage...!"

"That includes questioning me, or wearing clothes like you're a woman, and not a sex toy." His voice grew gruff, the strength he unleashed driving her mad with pleasure. "And, most importantly, seeing Naruto as the man you love, and not as another tool to fulfill my ambitions! The old life you may have wanted is gone, Hyuuga, and I am the only future you have! So, to commemorate this, let's mate until you can't take any more cum!"

"N-Nooo!"

She tried to pull away from him, tried to resist his will, but it was useless — with how powerful he was, how massive her libido had grown, and how he expertly slid his member through all of the right places, her will to resist melted away from her body, though her mind sought out something, anything, to keep her mind intact, knowing what she wanted, telling her heart that it still belonged to Naruto — even as her next climax swiftly approached.

"Who do you love?" He asked, slamming her faster and faster into his pelvis, a clear sign of desperation to hold off his own climax.

"N—Naruto!" She screamed out, only to find that he lifted her off the base of his cock at the last second, holding her up over his cock in the same manner as before, but it being such an abrupt stop that she needed a moment to overcome her base confusion in why she hadn't cum.

He proceeded to dump Hinata into a nearby cage, locking the door behind her, before speaking.

"I won't let you eat or fuck until you speak the truth. I'll have to settle for the other toys I have."

"W-What?" Hinata stammered, sitting up as she looked back at him.

Z chuckled lowly as he started to turn.

"I'll be extracting the Nine Tails and sealing it in myself in a week's time." Z said. "Until then, you can stay in there, and wait for when I do. If you still want to say you love him, then I'll just let you both meet in the next life."

As she sat with a shocked expression at his utter callousness, he walked awZ, laughing to himself as he did so.

Hinata woke from the genjutsu dream with a surprised expression, shocked to feel her exhaustion and quaking satisfaction from the dream, her body bereft of beads of sweat, her breathing heavily, looking to she'd cum so much that she covered his leg with her own separate fluids, flushing deeply.

"... Lord Z? Is that... how you really wished things could be?" She asked.

"It's only a dream." He answered, fondling her breasts still, her looking down.

"Please... don't make me see Naruto in such a way again."

"Oh? Alright." He chuckled, and she looked down to his cock, seeing his intensely erect he was beneath her, the magnitude of his utterly massive cock's size making her eyes go wide as plates.

His voice brought her attention back to him, as he finally stood up and brought her to her feet.

"We still have to do the actual process of making children." He reminded her. "Get on the table, on your hands and knees, and spread your pussy apart for me."

Hinata numbly obeyed, moving herself to plant her hands and knees on the low-hanging table, already feeling his eyes on her body, her flushing in embarassment that only grew as her hand moved between her legs and spread her pussy lips apart, Z smirking at the sight of her clean, virgin pussy and large, juicy ass, him kneeling down behind her while aiming his cock, Hinata bracing herself as she felt his member teasingly prodding her entranceway, still wet from the dream that she'd just orgasmed to repeatedly in her sleep.

"I'm honestly not ready." Z suddenly said, but didn't pull away, instead getting on his hands and knees atop her back, him beside her ear. "I just need you to repeat after me."

What he whispered in her ear made her look to him in surprise, but at seeing the devilish smile playing at his lips, she turned away, flushing.

"I-I can't say that—ngh!" She tensed as his hands came to her breasts, roughly squeezing them, the pain that this gave her making her gasp, but it also causing her to lease a moan.

"Say it. We won't leave here until I've finished satisfying every nook and cranny of your body." He told her, Hinata gritting her teeth in frustration at how his cock teased penetration even then.

"... L-Lord Z... your wife wants to have your baby. Please, give me as many as you ca—?!"

Before she could finish her sentence, his cock was rammed harshly into her cunt, breaking through her hymen, but the pain not being intense, his cock shoving forcefully up against her cervix, before he tensed, then began a flurry of hard thrusts that made the low table's legs wobble in place, her cunt not being able to fully fit his member right away, but Hinata feeling a great deal of discomfort at the foreign organ inserting itself inside her.

His hands gripped her hips, gradually making himself stand straight up on his knees as he narrowed his eyes down at her, Hinata giving small grunts of pain and pleasure at once as she felt it forcibly scraping in and out of her, its robust size making her question how anyone could truly have sex if this was normal for anyone.

For the next proceeding moments, the sensations she derived from his dick changed, at such a slow rate that she didn't even notice it, and before she knew it, her grunts had turned into small moans, and, from there, pleasured cries.

A strange tension began to build inside her body throughout it, her panting as Z gave grunts, feeling how her tight cunt had grown hotter and wetter with time, how her hole tugged on his cock with every pull of his hips, only for it to re-envelop his cock upon shoving it in.

Hinata was acutely aware of the sensation of his cock pressing firmly up against her womb entrance, the reality of the fact that it was not Naruto's member inside of her at that moment, hammering inside, closer and closer to an attempted impregnation, made her eyes tense, her heart race, and her cunt tighten, something that drew a low groan from Z as he kept his pace.

She shifted her hands, fingers firmly gripping the edge of the table, which wobbled with every hard collision of their flesh, her lowering her upper body down, the beads of sweat she'd felt already pooling under her, her sweaty breasts scraping forward and back against the wood, as she laid on her elbows and her knees.

Hands gripping her shoulders, Z began thrusting harder and faster, Hinata's eyes closing, her wanting to tell him to stop, to not try to impregnate her, the strange tension she felt in her body growing all the more unbearable with every passing second, but her knowing that she couldn't voice any further demands — she had already agreed to generous terms to start with.

She thought she could sense when his climax was about to come, whether it was his cock starting to ram harder into her with a fervent, almost desperate, speed, or when he began to moan out with audible strain.

But just when she braced herself for it to end, the seconds dragged on — it felt like an eternity of pleasure and discomfort in strange, chaotic waves that had no rhyme or reason behind it, Hinata giving a curt moan that came out loudly and sweetly when he scraped against a certain spot, the pleasure growing stronger than before, before it went, Z gradually catching on, when he began scraping his cock against her sweet spot more and more readily, her closing her eyes and arching her back as the pleasure came at stronger and stronger levels.

By then, she felt his cock start to twitch and wriggle inside her every so often, the tension inside her body so intense she felt like she was about to pass out completely — and then it happened, a great, potent sensation that made her mind go blank.

One second, she felt immense discomfort, and then, abruptly, an explosion of sensation shot through her entire body like lightning, her arching her back, loosing a scream of pleasure that rang through the entire room, Z's poundings growing even more desperate than before as her cunt tightly squeezed his dick, the wobbling table's legs finally breaking as they were sent falling forward, collapsing onto the floor as he couldn't hold it in anymore, him wrapping an arm around her massive breasts and the other around her stomach, them landing with a heavy thud, the crashing of the table, the inertia being enough to give a final push that made him penetrate her cervix, forcing its way into her womb, him cumming, incredibly thick and compact semen jetting itself hard into her womb.

His cock pumped jet after jet inside of her, filling her womb more and more with cum, Hinata shaking heavily in his arms, drawing in rasping breaths, the pair of them gradually coming down from their climaxes, Z huffing as he rolled them around, layin on his back as Hinata's weight rolled atop of him, his cock finally finishing the act of pumping his semen inside of her, him pulling himself out of her, it taking a moment, but his steaming semen oozing out of her hole as they both panted, trying to catch their breaths.

"O-Oh... what was that?" Hinata asked, mind swimming and dazed.

"That was sex." He laughed, looking down at her, smiling before looking at her. "That was your first time, right?"

She nodded slowly, closing her eyes.

"I guess it's premature to ask if you enjoyed it. Shame though."

Hinata looked down between the valley of her breasts, shock coloring her expression when she saw, to her surprise, his cock, slathered in their juices, sticking itself back up, wholly erect after just a short amount of time.

"I-Is this normal?!" she asked.

"No, most guys need a few minutes instead of a few seconds," he answered, acting to sit up, holding her snugly in his arms still, "my family isn't exactly the most fertile. That's why I wasn't exactly expected when my mother got pregnant. On the one hand, it makes it harder for me to have children, so I have to have a lot of it to get a real chance. On the other hand, it means that you might not get pregnant very easily."

Looking at her, he asked her, "Do you want to stop here?"

Processing this information, she looked down at his cock, recalling the feeling of sex, her opening her mouth to speak, but her stopping herself.

"It's okay if you'd like to. You've already done what we need to, for tonight."

She felt a wave of guilt and shame fill her as he misread her hesitance, feeling how her pussy grew hot, wet and tingly at the memory of that cock inside of her — how base was she, to feel the way she did then? To feel emboldened by his lack of fertility, and his massive libido, so immense that he could regain his erection in such record time?

She felt herself growing red with shame, nodding her affirmation.

"Thank you, Lord Z. May I... go to a room somewhere here?" she asked.

"Yeah." He answered, the two getting up, Hinata feeling awkward as she gathered up her robe once again from the floor, before looking back to him.

"Am I... allowed to wear this?" she asked him, Z looking to her, contemplating it briefly, but nodding anyhow, her pulling her robe onto herself, him guiding her along to a room that was bare, as well as guiding her about the house, the entire process rather casual compared to how she imagined it.

Of course, she'd had no ideas on how sex would feel like, much less what it'd be like in the aftermath.

"This is a hot spring we have here, with soap in case you wanted to wash up." Z told her.

She gazed at him with a curious expression, her inquisitive expression making him look to her in turn.

"What's up?"

"I don't really understand what sort of person you are." She answered honestly. "It's almost like you have two different personalities — one moment, you're so domineering and forceful, and the next, you act unsure and... considerate."

Z paused, then ran a hand through his silver hair.

"To be completely honest, it was really just me acting out a screwed up fantasy. I just acted that way because I figured this would just be as good a chance as any to try. And it was kind of fun, at first, but... eh, I just couldn't bring myself to do that to you when you seemed so heartbroken over it. I figured a compromise would be the best way to get the best of both worlds, and even then."

"Will you do it for the others too, when they arrive?"

"... I WANT to say I wouldn't, because of my instructions, but let's be real here, I don't really have the heart to make a lady cry because of me." He admitted.

"Why do you want to depose your father? Do you not agree with what the Raikage's doing?"

"I wish it were that noble. But the truth is, it's because I'm his bastard child." He answered. "I was never really supposed to exist, according to him, so he never really bothered with me. For the last few generations, it's been the birthright of the Raikage's son to take the mantle, but he refused to consider letting me become his successor, even after I went through all the training I needed. He chose someone else already, and his decision's been steadfast since then. As it stands, I'm only supposed to serve as an incubator to the kunoichi he wants me to pass his genes onto, so that he can have a generation of powerful ninja with powerful bloodlines inside of them. He wanted me to be a footnote when all was said and done, so he named me "Z" instead of "A"." He turned to look at her again, then gave a bitter smile. "Our interests just happen to align. So I'm just making the most of my circumstances, until I can get what's rightfully mine."

She became silent, thoughtful.

"I think I can understand that feeling, if just a little bit."

"Really? How's that?"

Hearing his reasoning, Hinata recalled the circumstances behind Hanabi becoming the successor in her stead, how, despite being stronger than her, her hesitation in hurting her younger sister had been her undoing, how, even with the years passing, she was often still looked down upon for her lack of strength compared to Neji, despite being a member of the Head Hyuuga branch.

"In the end, my father valued strength more than anything else, and he all but disowned me one day." Hinata finished. "I'm not sure if it's the same for you, but... I understand the reason for why you feel that way."

"But do you want to become the Head of the Hyuuga again?" He questioned.

"No. I've wanted to find value in myself. Not in what others think of me, or in what others accomplish compared to me, but in my own strength become the best that I can be. Never giving up, no matter how much it hurts. That's... that's my ninja way."

He watched her expression light up, her practically glowing as she refuted the idea of it.

He raised an eyebrow at this, then chuckled.

"Aw, now you're making me feel bad." He joked, Hinata blinking, then looking away.

"I'm sorry. I guess that isn't appropriate for me to say, given our circumstances..."

Seeing her lowering her head, he poked her forehead playfully.

"Geez, you really need to develop a poker face." He laughed. "You're adorable, but a kunoichi shouldn't be this easy to read."

She blushed in embarrassment, stammering, "I-I never really developed those sort of skills," she began poking her index fingers together, "I just focused on my skills as a fighter instead of my skills as a spy..."

Her voice breaking off as she explained, he listened and shrugged.

"It's fine. For now, just try to focus on cleaning yourself up and heading to bed. You have a long few days ahead of you." He began walking away, Hinata nodding, before going to the bathing springs to clean herself up.

By noon of the next day, Ino and Sakura both found themselves walking up to the serene but remote castle next, both wearing heavy expressions as they approached.

A/N: Overall, loosely based and inspired by one of the Kumo Invasion CG sets by Naruhodo; people have asked me if I would do a story on this before, and on most occasions, I said no, just on the basis of prostitution being one of the few things I just do not have the capacity to write for with any inkling of enjoyment out of the process, akin to anything that edges past my personal "too gay" line, especially for yuri (yaoi I just don't even touch normally).

That being said, while I can enjoy the hentai of the Fourth Raikage, I'm not exactly the biggest fan of writing him as he's presented in hentai a lot of times; hence why Z was created, as a compromise to at least still follow the general premise of this whole CG set (which I had to manually translate myself a lot of times to actually get).

Hopefully everyone reading up to this point enjoyed it.