Onsen 9

"You're such a sexy, sweet slut." Naruto growled, fucking his new conquest hard.

"Yesh." Ino sloppily moaned in need, world swimming. God only knew how long he'd been fucking her. That is to say, only Naruto knew. But the sun had certainly gone down. "Your sluuuut." She drooled out.

"Poor Sai." Naruto insisted, pounding her like a drum. "You've already said I am a better man than your impotent husband."

"Yes!" Ino gasped. "Yes. You're so good! You're so much bigger in me!" she gasped. "Fuuuck! You're so, so good! Oh, honey! Fuck your little Yamanaka! Fuck me like you own me!"

"I do own you." Naruto growled possessively, grinding his cock powerfully past her G-spot. "Don't I? " He accented his question with a deep thrust. "My little pretty slut?" Another deep thrust that shook Ino's womb delightfully. "My little, unfaithful, trophy wife?"

He ground deeply into a special place in the back of her cum-packed womb.

Ino had long since degraded into a bucking, drooling mess. She answered only because her Master must always be answered. But her words were broken by involuntary moans from each time he stirred up her married pussy. "Ye-Ohhh! Yeesh dear! I'm yours. Yooouur sluuut!"

"But do you love me more than Sai?" Naruto asked calmly as lavished in the fluttering spasms of this cheating wife's cunt as she came around him. "Do you love me, and adore me like a lover? Like a man, and a lover? As a husband?" He was cheating again, Naruto knew, by accenting his questions with every thrust. But he had grown to adore this pretty little thing and couldn't bear for her to refuse him. He crossed a line in the heat of the moment, that he hadn't meant to cross. "At my order, would you leave him and belong only to me?"

"Ye-Yes!" Ino sloppily moaned in need, not even thinking twice.

Sai?

Was his name Sai?

Oh yeah, Sai.

With a pang of guilt, she remembered her husband.

She realized what she had said.

Love? Did she love Master - that is, did she love Uzumaki Naruto?

The boy from the academy. Mister dead last that she had rarely shared words with over most of her life?

Compared to that, Sai. Her husband that didn't mind talking of her problems. Her husband that waited up for her when she came home late from the hospital.

Her husband who was perfect, in every way save that he was hardly a man.

Even though he was hardly a man, at least Sai was all hers. He had never betrayed her. He had never kept secrets. He had never slept around.

Her body long since belonged to Master. There was no going back now. But did she also owe this blonde haired Adonis her heart and soul?

Was nothing at all left for poor, faithful Sai?

Naruto, her Master, buried himself into her hungry womb. She felt the lips of her cervix slurp down his cock as if welcoming him home. He found a weak spot deep inside and press into it as if he was trying to shove her guts up into her chest, blinding her sight with white hot pleasure. And Master, darling, caring master, gave his well fucked slut a deep, loving kiss. She felt his tongue intertwine with hers while one of his rough, callous hands brushed a little lock of hair away from her sweaty face.

And Ino knew that she really did love him more. The love she felt for Master in fill her heart after that one thrust eclipsed the love Sai had carefully built up over months of courtship.

She completely dropped any doubt from her mind.

Then Naruto gazed into her eyes as he switched to deep, slow, purposeful strokes.

Ino moaned in appreciation.

"Yes. I-I love you." Ino gasped. She was ashamed of herself, but she was what she was. And she was a woman. And a bitch. And a slave. A slave could only love her Master. It wasn't her fault. "Yes, baby. Oh yes darling. God! There, baby, there. Please, honey, right - right there where only you can - yes, oh yes, oh! I'm such a slut! I'm such a filthy woman! Yes, you're so deep… I love how you own me." She swore with tears in her eyes. "I love how you look at me. Your gaze fills me with glee. I love how you hold me. I love your body. I love your arms. I love running my hands over your rock hard abs. I adore your eyes. I love it that you treat me like the bitch I want to be! Everyone treats me like the Yamanaka princess, but I'm not! I'm your sluttle little cum-dump bitch!" She gasped. " I Love how you slap me. I swoon when you show me a little kindness! I just wanna impress you! I just wanna dress nice for you and do my hair, and spread my legs and be your little dress up doll! I drool over your massive c-cock!" She gasped when he pounded the back of her womb deliciously. Her ankles locked behind her man's back and she was insensate until he had a little more mercy on her overstuffed womb. "You're fucking my womb!" She said with madness in her voice and a wide slutty smile. " You're fucking my womb, baby! All of me! I didn't… didn't even know I could feel it so deep but you're so deep and I love you! I love that you make me feel like a woman! I love how you make me feel whole! I feel alive! I…" Her tears wouldn't stop. A mixture of shame and freedom. She accepted whorish heart. She began to babble her heart out among the desperate gasps for air and the whines that accompanied her constant, deep fucking. "I love you more than him!" Passed naturally from her pretty pink lips. "Fuck me. Own me, please? Breed me, please? Love me. Oh, love me, oh please? For I love you. I need you. I belong to you. I love you!" She begged. "I can't live without you anymore!" She begged. "I don't want to even try!"

"Then mother my child." Naruto whispered. "We have the same color hair. The same color eyes. Sai will never know. You can hide it from Sai forever. Do you want that?"

"Oh my god! Oh my GOD! Yesh. Yes please!" Ino gasped, the sin of it all striking her deeply. "Your child! Your child! Put a baby in me!" She gasped, heavy breasts heaving.

Naruto smirked imperiously while inches from her face. "He'll never know that his wife is walking around, belly heavy with another man's child. He'll raise and love our child, never knowing the truth! Aren't you a slut for wishing that on your lawful husband!"

"Yes! Yes!" Ino howled. "Your slut! I'm a bad, bad slut! I'm so bad but I want you so muuuch!"

"Get pregnant with my child. Be bred with my child!"

"Ah!" Ino gasped, her body on fire. Real tears of joy came to her eyes as if he had proposed to her instead. "Yes! Yes, yes, yes! Oh, Master!"

Ino's was fainting once more in ecstasy. her tongue lolled out lifelessly, droll dribbling, and all she did was moan and fuck and cum and receive master's cum.

Her gaze was going dark when it exploded into the brightest of light, suffusing her in a world of white hot pleasure.

For, with one final thrust, Naruto released his thickest load yet.

Feeling Master bury himself to the hips, and hot potent seed spray into her already packed womb, Ino howled and arched her back madly. As her head thrashed about, she barely caught glimpses of her proudly thin belly swelling and bubbling up with load after load of cum.

She could feel him fucking her womb. She could feel her cervix sucking him greedily.

He was pressed up into the back of her womb, spraying splash upon splash of fresh hot seed into her already stuffed womb.

She could not imagine more bliss than this. This was truly drowning in riches.

As the candle flickers brightest before going out, Ino's exhausted body wildly responded to her transcendent experience.

"Master! Master! Ah! Oh! Auuh! Master! Mashterrr!"

She clawed at the sheets, ripping them to shreds beneath her fingers.

Her arms flailed everywhere, seeking purchase.

Sakura and Hinata had fallen as collateral damage to this, being scratched by Ino's wild thrashing.

The pinkette flinched but did not dare to stop presenting her pussy to Master. If Hinata didn't stop offering her own drooling pussy up to their mutual owner, then she sure as hell wouldn't leave her position first. She would die before she left this room unfucked, but she could still growl angrily. "Pig-Bitch! Can't you even get knocked up properly?! Is it so hard to lie still, spread your legs, and raise your stupid hips?" The Uchiha wife demanded, her green eyes representing her mounting envy. She had rarely gotten so hot to be owned by Master's big cock. The way he swiftly brought her childhood rival from dutiful wife to wanton slut within all of an afternoon had her burning up so much that she feared she would go mad.

Had Naruto ever fucked her like that? Sakura felt so warm it was a wonder she hadn't set the bed-sheets on fire.

She was so turned on. But she couldn't cum without permission. It wasn't that she didn't want to. After months of constant training, she simply, physically couldn't. If Master so much as breathed on her she was ready to cum all over his face, but he wasn't even looking at her.

She hated Ino. She wanted to be Ino. She was desperate to finger herself, but Master had not given her permission.

She began to beg Master again, to leave the pig-bitch and move on to his number one cum-dump. Ino-Pig could only lie on her back and spread her legs, but Sakura swore that if he picked her next, she would let him rest while she worshiped his body with the service that a love-slave should rightly provide.

Ino didn't hear anything her old rival had said.

Ino thrashed helplessly. She shuddered as if under the influence of an electrocution jutsu. She bucked as if she could throw Master's body off of herself. But Naruto kept his cock buried to the hilt and she could feel him. She could feel him fucking her poor womb open and shooting his extra-marital baby batter deep inside.. She could feel the lips of her cervix contract in spasms around the invading shaft, as if sucking lewdly on her Master's cock.

Loads of virile cum splashed into her womb directly, thick like pudding. Hot like fire. Completion like none other.

Master quite simply poured baby batter into her aching womb. The orgasm that crashed over her body seemed to drag on for an eternity. In a frozen moment she counted 34 tiles over Master's shoulder. She didn't know why, she just did. She counted the beads of sweat on his wonderful chest. She memorized every line, every trace of his wonderful face. She felt like she could taste Master's sweat on the air. She felt like she could hear the jets of cum he was hosing down her womb with.

Ino's eyes rolled back. Her tongue lolled out from between her plump pink lips, and she oozed drool as if she were deranged.

She had no control over her body anymore. She came and came, harder than ever, and she had nothing to do but relinquish all control. She was only along for the ride in the sea of ecstasy that her Master was drowning her in.

"Ohhhh. Mashterrrrr…" She slurred. "Love youuuuuu…. Your… Sluuut…. Looooovesh Youuu…"

She babbled oaths and promises as she finally felt herself enter the delicious afterglow of sex.

She lost track of her promises. She might have promised him her soul.

"Thanksh you…" She wheezed drunkenly. "Ohhhh…. Thanksh you…"

Her Master's spurts of cum finally died down, and she could feel with womanly bliss with the finally softening member within herself. She had satisfied her duties as a cum-dumpster.

The sense of pride eclipsed all others. Being made a Gennin. Being installed as the Head of all Yamanaka. Standing at the altar. None of them filled her with such a sense of self worth as feeling the beast that was her Master finally be satisfied with her body.

She had made it through the marathon that was Master's lust, with much help from his kind spankings and slaps to keep her poor bitch self in line.

Her heart felt at peace as her wonderful man's never ending hardness finally went limp inside of her. She shed tears of tired happiness. Her raw, emotional joy almost threatened to overwhelm the shuddering pleasure that still made her body sporadically twitch beneath her Master.

She had satisfied him. She had been a good slut. She had upheld her wifely duties to this man that was not her husband.

She was worth being kept around. She had earned her place in one corner of his bed.

And Ino rocked her hips weakly, moaning and gasping big gulps of air, unable to do much else, still pinned thoroughly in Master's dominant mating press.

And she took. She knew she took. She knew he had let her be with child. He had blessed her by removing his contraceptive jutsu. She hadn't noticed him do it but she was certain all the same.

She could feel that she was pregnant for him. She had performed that wifely duty also. She would give him a child.

She moaned in bliss and spasmed once more against Master's hard body when she thought of that. Already she could see her womb swell with so much of Master's cum that she looked pregnant.

Forget giving him a child, such a potent servicing might ensure twins or triplets.

Well.

Triplets were fine.

She would bare as many children as he wanted.

She would spend the rest of her life on her back giving him children, if that's what he wanted.

She was sure they would have marvelously beautiful babies.

She was the Yamanaka heiress. Maybe he wanted a bunch of blonde haired, blue eyed little daughters to pamper and raise, she thought.

Perhaps he would find some use for the little vixens.

He could use them if they, like her, became sensory types.

Or, she would teach them mental jutsu, for him to use on his enemies.

They would be Daddy's little girls, and she would make them be and do whatever her master wanted.

Whatever he wanted. Whenever. However.

After all. She was now his woman in the realest sense of all.

Her marriage was as thin as the scrap of paper it was recorded on, for what was a marriage in the face of this feral, animalistic bond?

She had given Sai her hand but she had given Naruto her womb.

She bucked weakly up against master, in the shuddering aftermath of an orgasm the likes of which she may never have again in her life.

The blonde Yamanaka heiress actually cried tears from the intensity of the pleasure.

A deep womanly satisfaction suffused her body.

She groaned hoarsely in bliss and ecstasy.

As a final coup de grace, she felt her master's softening cock break free of her clutching pussy with a 'plop'.

Master deemed fit to drool the last spurts of his cum in a long thick trail up her body.

Even his final spurts put her husband to shame, for her Master's softening cock drooled a thick and messy white line up her body that would easily coat her whole form if she had the energy left in her limbs to rub the lovely cream into her skin.

His kindness in painting her tired form in his spend really impressed Ino. He was so good to her. He was such a good, kind, loving man.

She kissed his manly cock-head when he reached her face, lips getting sticky with his white cream.

She cooed in adoration when he pumped his shaft one final time and painted her hair and face with one last twitch.

She loved him so much. She would be so safe and secure with him.

Ino smiled up at him in utter bliss, being coated both inside and out entirely in Master's spunk. Stained with his scent. Pregnant with his spawn.

Ino's moans of sensuous afterglow grew dimmer and dimmer as her body became limp and unresponsive. No slap came to turn her face and keep her awake. No spank came to her thigh to marshal her back to work her hips for Master.

Indeed, what she received was a soft caress on her rump instead, and an oddly chaste, loving kiss on the one cum-free spot on her left cheek.

In that moment Ino felt emotional bliss to mix in with all of the animal pleasure she had received. "Good girl." He whispered to her. "Rest now. Good night. I… I love you, too."

His husky voice alone helped give a new quality to the sweet post-orgasmic aftershocks of pleasure that ran through her body.

And the love she felt for him in that moment brought fresh tears to Ino's eyes.

She was his. If he wanted her.

And he had to want her.

After all this, he had to keep her. He just had to.

She thought she heard two plaintive, desperate cock-slaves begging to either of her sides. They were jostling to determine who would have his next erection buried inside of them.

But in Ino's world there was still only her and Master.

"You've done well. Sakura and Hinata will keep me company. You rest now. I love you. Good girl. You're my good girl and I'll be here when you wake up in the morning. I promise."

"...ove you…" She mumbled back, in the way a sleepy child would do. She felt little metal clamps being affixed to her ankles, and with delight she found her legs being pulled back into the breeding press position that Master had claimed was his favorite.

Master kissed her cheek again as he clamped her ankles to a black metal bar above her head. "To keep your hips raised." He told her. "So that my seed won't leak out."

Ino gave her man a giddy smile. "…thank…. you…love…master…love… serve… so much… love…"

The Yamanaka fell into unconsciousness, mumbling nonsense, stuffed so full of eager sperm that her tummy distended, hips locked into a raised position. Satisfied beyond her wildest dreams not just physically, but emotionally from the love and care of the new man in her life.