The Prince's Slave

Okay, warning- major lemons, but the first chapter is in fact, a grapefruit.

I do not own Naruto.


They fear him. They have always feared him, from the day he made his first kill. His own mother. When he was born.

He was prematurely born, causing a huge mess. His mother's uterus tore, blood lots of blood.

She never made it to the medical wing in the palace.

Many feared him from that day on, even though it was an accident. His father hated him, as well as he's siblings. His father, however had beaten him for it. And so, the young prince did things back to make them all suffer.

His siblings thought, that if they stayed away he would leave them be.

How wrong they were.

He almost killed his elder brother, Kankuro before his eldest sister, Temari  came with the guards. He wasn't rid of his title of prince, oh no. He would never be rid of the title, Prince Gaara.

On that same year, a man named Orochimaru murdered his father. When the two princes and princess were informed, Gaara laughed and said-

“ It's about time the old codger died.”

Gaara wanted the throne. When Kankuro and Temari found out, they backed down immediately.

To much of their surprise, he did much better then their late father. In fact, everything was far better then when their father was king. Their father was horrible, cruel and when other's displeased him, he raped the females and tortured the males.

Oh, but don't think that Gaara had changed. Oh no, far from it. He inherited the cruelty and torturous ways of his late father and had put it to good use on his many enemies. He knew many torture techniques, and he enjoyed them as his enemy lost his life, the light in his eyes diminishing from their eyes forever, never returning.

His touch was blood. Torture. Murder.

… And seducing.

He was quite good at it. He had many women in his chamber and he would make them beg to stop. He would never stop, and the first three died, but not because he hadn't stopped but because he would turn savage and murder them. He would think the same thing.

'Oops.”

It was innocence at it's most sadistic, brutal, torturous and seducing way. He would always toy with his enemies, making them suffer.

However, he cannot love other's. His uncle made sure of that.

His uncle, Yashamaru, was asked to assassinate the young prince at the age of seven. He tried, yet failed.

He underestimated Gaara. He may have been seven, but he was strong and flexible. He always wore knives around his belt .

Gaara knew how to use them very well. After all, what were the the training dummies inside his chambers for?

When Gaara found out, he screamed. Yashamaru was the only one who thought of him as a normal human.

Yashamaru told him that his mother never loved him, that he wasn't a human, but a monster. He said many things. He tried again, but with explosives. Gaara, however knew nook and cranny of the palace, and hid. After the explosion, Gaara came out, traumatised.

That's when it truly began.

He took a one of his many knives and started carving on the left side of his forehead, the kanji for Love. He vowed he would love himself, and only himself.

(At the palace... Gaara's POV)

He was talking about how great my father was. He makes me want to murder him. He was never great. He did things wrong, made the stupidest mistakes and even made other's suffer for it. Great man my ass, he was wanted dead by many people.

“Prince Gaara, have you thought marriage?”

Oh for the love of fucking god, did- what's his name again? Hiashi? -ask this moronic question?

“No.”Straight forward and simple. No.

“What about heirs?”

Why would I WANT snotty nosed brats in the palace that are mine? Wouldn't I need to get married?

“No.”

I was starting to lose my patience.

“Hmmm.... You wouldn't get married nor have children for that matter. What about... say, a personal slave?”

This was staring to get intriguing.

“What do you mean?”

“I have a daughter you see. She is a failure and needs to be... Taken care of if you will. How would you like to take her...? After all, you need to fill your desires don't you?

Is he suggesting that I take his daughter who is eight years of age and use her for sex and other means?

“I would never fuck an eight year old.”

“Oh no. I meant my other daughter, Hinata who is the same age as you. Fifteen.”

Wait... Since when did he have two daughters?

“Since when did you have two daughters? I've only heard that you have one, Hanabi.”

He was now grimacing and he looked so disgusted.

“Hinata is a failure! She can't do anything right! The only choice I have is to give her away to you or kill her!”

I was... Curious now. I raised my non-eyebrow at him in question. What made her fail so much is beyond me.

“Do you have her right now?”

“Yes, sadly. She's still a virgin mind you. I don't care if you take her, you can deflower, make her your slave, hell, just as long as you take her, I'm happy! HINATA! GET OVER HERE YOU UNGRATEFULL GIRL!”

I glared at him for yelling. We were, after all, having a dinner together.

That's when I saw her.

Her opal coloured eyes shined with fright and innocence, her dark blue hair shone in the candle light. And- Oh god the curves... Yes... She will be a good little morsel.

“Come here.”

She looked uncertain, but came over shakily.

“H-h-h-how m-may I-I-I-I h-help y-y-you Prince Gaara?” she stuttered out the whole sentence, making me grin even more. Of course, I looked crazed, but I couldn't care what others thought of me.

“Get on your knees. In front of me now.”

She followed my order without question, but I could feel her fear. It was such a sweet thing, fear. If others don't love me, I'll make them fear me.

She knelt before, looking scared. It was when, I went to lift her face that her father spoke.

“She will follow any order without question. That is how we raised her after all. If she disobeys, just beat her. That's what we had to do.”

Ah, so he beats her.

I grabbed her chin, tilting her head. She looked even more scared and even let a small whimper.

I looked at her father in question.

“She'll do that a little bit, here and there. Just back hand her. Like this.”

He got up and went over to Hinata and back handed her. She fell, face first into the ground.

“I'll take her. How much?”

“Free of charge. Oh, do me a favour... Make sure she wishes she was never born.”

With that, he left me and Hinata alone. At this, I contemplated with I should take here and now, or drag her to my chambers and give her the romp there.

Hmmm... The bed seems better. But... I have to make her suffer after all.

Hahahaha! Go give her a night she'll NEVER forget!

Ah yes, my demon. The demon that turned me into the monster that I am today.

I grabbed the girl- Hinata -and forced her up.

“Get up you little slut.”

I growled, making her whimper and tears starting to flow. Oh, I'll give her something to cry about.

I took her brought her white dress up to show her panties, lowered them, unleashed my length and drove in as far as I could. (Before you ask, IN the vagina. Not the ass. Thanks.)

Her scream... Oh god yes, her scream echoed around the room, making it music to my ears. Her scream made me even bigger. I pulled back out, and drove back in with as much force as I could. I kept going, hearing her scream. Not in ecstasy, but in pain and horror.

I could feel her about to cum on my massive cock since her walls were tightening around my cock. I rammed my self inside her one final time before she released her nectars over my dick. I rammed a few times into her before I felt my release coming.

I growled as I released inside of her, sliding out of her afterwards. I watched as she fell onto the floor, horror evident on her face, silent sobs emitting from her. I straightened my self up before walking over to her.

“Get up.”

silence.

“Get up you fucking slut.”

I was losing my patience now.

I forcefully turned her over to see something I hadn't expected to see.

She was unconscious  from the pain, tears not stopping. I looked at the table, noticing that there was crimson blood dripping from the edge. I looked at her vagina to see it covered in cum and blood. Mostly blood. I grabbed her hips and brought her vagina to my mouth.

I tested the blood and her cum by licking a little bit of the wet substances. And oh yes... The taste was sweet. Bitter sweet. I licked even more of it, savouring the taste of the two. Her blood was what made it even better.

My touch was, after all, blood.

I'll keep her as my personal slave.

With that thought, I grabbed her and noticed something. Her discarded panties. Smirking, I shoved in my pocket think the one thing over and over again.

Easier access. Hehehehe...

I continued my walk to my chambers, passing slaves, nobles, guards alike. When I passed my siblings, I gave them a crazed smile.

“Temari, Kankuro. Let everyone know that I have a new plaything. And let them know, if they touch her the way only I touch her, their dead.”

Temari looked at my plaything Hinata and had a sympathetic look written all over her face.

“Yes prince Gaara.”

Was her only reply before she grabbed Kankuro and walked off.

I continued walking to my chambers. Quite simple, really. As I reached my chamber, the morsel Hinata started to awake from her own little darkness.

“Hm. Awake now, are we? Well, I have more use for you you little whore.”

I kicked open the door and kicked it shut. I walked over to the queen size bed and dropped her onto it. This bed brought many memories. I never slept in it since the nightmares kept from entering a land called 'dreams'. And then I remembered the first three times I had sex here, in this very bed. They died. After all, how can a monster not go feral?

Hinata looked even more scared than before.

“so... My little slutty morsel...  What shall we do...?”

I oh so slowly climbed over top of her shaking body. Her parted lips gave a naughty idea. Oh yes... Lets see if enjoy it...

I began to unbuckle my belt, the noise making Hinata freeze. Her eyes started to water up, full of devastated horror. Her breath was coming out in short breaths. I noticed how she would look to the upper right side of her eyes, then the lower left side. This perked my interest.

For the second time this evening, I unsheathed my massive dick. I made so that I was laying down and that Hinata's lips were over my cock.

“Suck it.”

she looked at me then my length and began to lick it. I clenched my teeth as I growled and shut my eyes.

She began licking the soft skin underneath making me shutter in pleasure. Being too long since I had my last blow job.

I gasped slightly as she enveloped my cock in her mouth. She was sucking and licking at a slow rate, making me growl. I wanted more god damn it! I thrusted inside her mouth making her almost gag. She squeezed the rest of my dick and balls so that I wouldn't fully enter her mouth.

She sped up now and then, but was  slow most of the time. I could feel that I was going to cum, so I wanted her to speed the fuck up.

“Speed up you slut... SPEED UP!”

She began go even faster, her eyes shut tight. Tears kept streaming down her face making me want to mix them with blood. Her blood.

I growled as I came in her mouth, black spots clouding my vision a little. I felt satisfaction for the dirty pleasure Hinata just gave me. She coughed and gagged at the taste of my cum.

“Grrrrr...”

I growled as I came over to her, making her eyes snap open fast. Her eyes still held fear for me. Good, she should fear me and the things I can and will do to her.

I grabbed her and pulled her close to me,  her warm body up against my cold body. I licked the tears away while foundling breast. She began to whimper again.

“Prince Gaara! There's an emergency!”

A guard burst through the door in a wild panic. When he saw me and Hinata in the position we are, he began to apologise.

“I-I-I'm so sorry! Please forgive me!”

Hm, Temari and Kankuro must've told everyone about Hinata know. Including the whores.

“Enough. What's the problem?”

My cold demeanour took over, making Hinata shiver. Or is it because it's cold enough to make her nipples pucker? Hm. I want to lick and suck them until blood would come streaming out. This gave me more ideas, and gave me a crazed look as I looked over her body.

She noticed and blushed. She still looked so scared. Then again, I did rape her...

“The nobles are fighting!”

“Send them here.”

“Right away!”

And without a second to lose, he ran out, slamming the door.

I looked over at Hinata and noticed she wanted to leave my arms. I could smell the blood, her virgin blood still pouring out of her. She was obviously in pain, so I laid her down. I looked down, and couldn't resist my self.

I went down, trailing kisses, nipping her skin and licking until I met her jewel. She was shaking from fear.

I began licking her, lapping up her blood. Oh yes... It still tastes good...

I heard a knock on my door and the same guard.

“ Can we enter?”

“In a moment.”

I began dressing, and looked at Hinata. She was shaking as she made her self look presentable.

“Get in here before I break your neck.”

Immediately They ALL came in, and fuck me, they were pissed.

“What could possibly be so important that I can't have an evening with miss Hinata?”

I pointed to her, and noticed that her face showed no pain, she was hiding it.

“... WE WANT A DAY OFF!!”

“... GET THE FUCK OUT OR ELSE I WILL KILL YOU!”

They ran like little four year old bitches.

I sighed as I climbed into bed, watching Hinata shake.

“Get in.”

“Wh-wh-what?”

“Get in you fucking whore.”

She got into the bed shaking. I snaked my arms around her and muttered my rules to her.

'If anyone else touches you, scream. I'll come running. If you allow them to touch you, I will kill whoever it was and rape you on top of them. If I find out your pregnant with my child, don't expect that I’ll accept the fucking thing, in fact, I will rip the fetas out of your body and rape you. And one more thing...”

I was breathing near her ear, making her shake even more.

“We can never love one another. Got it?”

She nodded.

“Good... Now sleep...”


Okay, this is REALLY graphic. It's disturbing, wrong and gruesome. But read at your own risk...

Okay, I'M SO DAMN SORRY! The Internet died and we had to get cable! Grrrrrr!



(Hinata's POV)

I felt so much pain. The pain felt overwhelming, my abdomen felt like it was on fire. All I could do was to pretend to be asleep to please him. I keep on thinking the same thing that many would think in this kind of situation.

Why me?

What did I ever do to my Otou-san, Hanabi-chan or Neji-nisan? Mother was the only one who-

“Still awake eh?”

I felt my body tense, hands beginning to shake.

Please... No more...

“Hm, so you want to escape me? Plotting against me?”

I shut my eyes tight, not wanting anything more then to be anywhere but here. I'd much rather my family's abuse than... than... This horrible hell. He held me in a tight grip, which forced me to be pressed against his cold, hard form. I stayed still, breathing becoming harder and harder.

I'm going to hyperventilate if I keep going!

I didn't want to pass out near him, I was afraid of what he would do. I felt a hand going down towards my tainted jewel, making my eye widen with fear, tears already spilling. I whimpered as I felt a finger go inside of me, making the pain double.

“Please... No... God No...”

I whispered out, no it was barley a whispered. I heard a dark chuckle from him.

“ God no? There is no god now... Oh wait, there is one for you. I am your God now.”

I cried out as I shot upright and away from him. I jumped off the bed and went against the wall. The wall was dark and cold, but Prince Gaara's soul is even worse.

“I knew you would disobey me at some stage... Best break you a bit more.”

I looked at the door that led to the hallway, planning what escape route I could use. I moved towards the door as he approached me, his eyes telling of spoken and unspoken evil. But there was sadness, loneliness and despair of lose. Behind him, I saw him as a young boy, who lost his innocence far too quick. I saw cyan eyes filled with pain as children ran from fear.

Fear of him.

“Once... Once I went to play with you. I went to go over to you when you and I were eight. My father pulled me away.”

I said before jumping into action. I quickly went to open the door, only to find it locked.

No...

“Ah yes... I've always locked my doors ever since assassin's tried to kill me. Shall we play?”

He put his arms on either side on me so that I was trapped between and a locked door. I heard him undo his belt, the said item falling to the floor.

I closed my eyes as he turned me around and lifted my dress up. I flinched, waiting for him to enter, but nothing came.

“You said you went to play with me. And that your Father pulled you away. You use to have short, hime styled hair correct?”

I nodded, tears streaming down my cheeks.

“Ah...”

Then, I felt him leave. I heard him mutter something about memories before he grabbed me. I felt more fear bubbling inside of me.

“May I?”

I looked at him questioningly, fearful as well.

“Move aside?”

I nodded and moved. As soon as I did, I felt pain overwhelm me before darkness overcame me.

(Hinata's nightmare)

I couldn't get out of his iron grip as he continued to thrust. The pain was so great I screamed. His eyes danced as he continued to thrust, and his laugh filled the air. He continued the sickening thrusts.

“Do you want her?”

“Wh-what?”

“Do you want our daughter, Hinata? She is, after all, growing inside of you.”

I looked down in horror. My stomach was large with pregnancy.

“Hehehehe... HAHAHAHA!!” Gaara laughed as if it was the funniest joke, before pulling out a knife. He inched ever closer to me before whispering.

“Remember Hinata? No babies... I will cut her out, like I have done with the other whores... And rape you as you watch her die!”

“N-n-no!” I screamed as I tried to move away from his claws- wait, what?

Before I could even understand what was happening, Gaara had transformed.

He was now covered in blood, claws and sharpened teeth. Half his face was different. One half was his terrible normal face... While the other half... Was bulgy with blue veins, black eye with a star and circles surrounding it... Oh my god...

His whole face looked crazed, more crazed than ever...!

I screamed in terror. Sand came out of nowhere, pinning me to the wall.

Tears would not stop flowing, sobs racked my body and I was screaming.

He drove his knife into me, slicing my stomach in half. I screamed even more when I saw her.

Our baby girl.

She had my face with Gaara's red hair. Gaara watched her try and breath.

She was breathing!

Gaara smirked as the sand retreated back to the shadows, and place our baby on the ground.

“Hinata... Remember? No babies, or else, they die and I rape you..!”

He pushed me to the ground and ripped my used-to-be-white-but-now-red dress, unbuckled his belt and drove into me with as much force as he could. I screamed so loud that the baby cried out.

“NO! NO STOP GAARA! PLEASE!”

He kept smiling as he kept thrusting. I felt my self cum over his length, and when he came, he pulled him self out. I crawled over to My baby girl  as she wept and held her to my heart. Pain filled the area of emptiness, except for one thing.

Love. My love for her.

“Give her to me Hinata.”

“No...” I barely whispered out, holding her ever closer to me. I felt Gaara's cold hands as he tried to take her away from me.

“N-n-no...!” I cried out as she left my arms. Gaara was now holding her by her left leg.

“You know the rules Hinata...” I saw him hold up his knife and-

“NO!!”


I shot upright, my eyes watering up and I saw light.

It was morning.

I was in the queen size bed, wearing the same dress as last night.

Okay, I'M SO DAMN SORRY! The Internet died and we had to get cable! Grrrrrr!



(Hinata's POV)

I felt so much pain. The pain felt overwhelming, my abdomen felt like it was on fire. All I could do was to pretend to be asleep to please him. I keep on thinking the same thing that many would think in this kind of situation.

Why me?

What did I ever do to my Otou-san, Hanabi-chan or Neji-nisan? Mother was the only one who-

“Still awake eh?”

I felt my body tense, hands beginning to shake.

Please... No more...

“Hm, so you want to escape me? Plotting against me?”

I shut my eyes tight, not wanting anything more then to be anywhere but here. I'd much rather my family's abuse than... than... This horrible hell. He held me in a tight grip, which forced me to be pressed against his cold, hard form. I stayed still, breathing becoming harder and harder.

I'm going to hyperventilate if I keep going!

I didn't want to pass out near him, I was afraid of what he would do. I felt a hand going down towards my tainted jewel, making my eye widen with fear, tears already spilling. I whimpered as I felt a finger go inside of me, making the pain double.

“Please... No... God No...”

I whispered out, no it was barley a whisper. I heard a dark chuckle from him.

“ God no? There is no god now... Oh wait, there is one for you. I am your God now.”

I cried out as I shot upright and away from him. I jumped off the bed and went against the wall. The wall was dark and cold, but Prince Gaara's soul is even worse.

“I knew you would disobey me at some stage... Best break you a bit more.”

I looked at the door that led to the hallway, not sure what I wanted to do. I moved towards the door as he approached me, his eyes telling of spoken and unspoken evil. But there was another emotion that I have never seen in his eyes in the short yet hellish time I've been here.

Sadness

No... He has no emotion whatsoever.

I went to open the door only to find it locked.

No...

“Ah yes... I've always locked my doors ever since assassin's tried to kill me. Shall we play?”

He put his arms on either side on me so that I was trapped between and a locked door. I heard him undo his belt, the said item falling to the floor.

I closed my eyes as he turned me around and lifted my dress up. I flinched, waiting for him to enter, but nothing came.

Then, I felt him leave. I heard him mutter something about 'The mood being killed” before he grabbed me. I felt more fear bubbling inside of me.

“May I?”

I looked at him questioningly, fearful as well.

“Move aside?”

I nodded and moved. As soon as I did, I felt pain overwhelm me before darkness overcame me.

(Hinata's nightmare)

I couldn't get out of his iron grip as he continued to thrust. The pain was so great I screamed. His eyes danced as he continued to thrust, and his laugh filled the air. He continued the sickening thrusts.

“Do you want her?”

“Wh-what?”

“Do you want our daughter, Hinata? She is, after all, growing inside of you.”

I looked down in horror. My stomach was large with pregnancy.

“Hehehehe... HAHAHAHA!!” Gaara laughed as if it was the funniest joke, before pulling out a knife. He inched ever closer to me before whispering.

“Remember Hinata? No babies... I will cut her out, like I have done with the other whores... And rape you as you watch her die!”

“N-n-no!” I screamed as I tried to move away from his claws- wait, what?

Before I could even understand what was happening, Gaara had transformed.

He was now covered in blood, claws and sharpened teeth. Half his face was different. One half was his terrible normal face... While the other half... Was bulgy with blue veins, black eye with a star and circles surrounding it... Oh my god...

His whole face looked crazed, more crazed than ever...!

I screamed in terror. Sand came out of nowhere, pinning me to the wall.

Tears would not stop flowing, sobs racked my body and I was screaming.

He drove his knife into me, slicing my stomach in half. I screamed even more when I saw her.

My... His...Our baby girl.

She had my face with Gaara's red hair. Gaara watched her try and breath.

She was breathing!

Gaara smirked as the sand retreated back to the shadows, and placed our baby on the ground.

“Hinata... Remember? No babies, or else, they die and I rape you..!”

He pushed me to the ground and ripped my used-to-be-white-but-now-red dress, unbuckled his belt and drove into me with as much force as he could. I screamed so loud that the baby cried out.

“NO! NO STOP GAARA! PLEASE!”

He kept smiling as he kept thrusting. I felt my self cum over his length, and when he came, he pulled him self out. I crawled over to My baby girl  as she wept and held her to my heart. Pain filled the area of emptiness, except for one thing.

Love. My love for her.

“Give her to me Hinata.”

“No...” I barely whispered out, holding her ever closer to me. I felt Gaara's cold hands as he tried to take her away from me.

“N-n-no...!” I cried out as she left my arms. Gaara was now holding her by her left leg.

“You know the rules Hinata...” I saw him hold up his knife and-

“NO!!”


I shot upright, my eyes watering up and I saw light.

It was morning.

I was in the queen size bed, wearing the same dress as last night. Cold sweat was all over me and foot steps could be heard from beyond the door. The door bursted open to reveal Gaara, looking very angry.

“Well? Why in the seven hells were you screaming about hmmm?”

I couldn't bring myself to speak. What was he talking about? I went to move off the bed when a piercing pain stopped me. I yelped silently as I fell back and onto the big, hard bed. I wanted to move away from this bed, from this room and from Him. I wanted to be away from him more then anything.

“Well? If your screaming, then it should only mean being fucked by me or someone else, whom, might I add, will be killed and I rape you on top of their corpse!”

I snapped my head up to look at him. What was he talking about?

Oh wait....

If anyone else touches you, scream. I'll come running. If you allow them to touch you, I will kill whoever it was and rape you on top of them.


I shivered as I remembered the cold voice in my mind. I closed my eyes only to see the baby girls lifeless eyes. I gasped and snapped my eyes open. I saw Gaara looking impatient and very angry towards me.

“Fine then. I'll go twice as hard as yesterday on you.”

With that, he left, slamming the wooden door in doing so. I sighed as more pain came from my abdomen and I laid back down.

I closed my eyes, trying to fight back the image of the baby's dying eyes whilst trying not to burst into tears.

(At nine pm.)

He kept thrusting into me, the pain from last time doubling. I bit my mouth trying to hold back the screams as he thrusted and bit my breasts, leaving bloody and bruised marks on my pale skin, turning it into a bloodied and  purple bruised skin in which I couldn't recognise as my own skin any more.

I felt myself cum on him and felt disgust wash over my body. After a few thrusts, he came to. I wanted it to be the end but he had other plans. He turned me over and lifted me so that I was on all fours. I began to feel fear bubbling up in me.

Why should I bother with fear?

I thought bitterly before the pain came. He pushed him self in my rump, causing me to scream and to lose all the strength I had. He bit my back and held my shoulders, pushing himself further and further in me whilst holding me up.

Let it end!

I felt something warm and wet slide on my thigh. I wanted to look but I couldn't. I already knew what it was.

Blood.

It was my blood.

It's funny, as a child, I would always imagine things with me as the housewife of a kind, gentle husband and we would always have a child. Now, look where I am. Being used as a sex toy, used for the pleasure of one man.

He growled as he came inside of me, my tears dripping down onto the sheets. He laid down next to my battered and bruised body. I felt his cold, hard arms snake around my blood encrusted waist, pulling myself up against like last night. I felt more pain explode in my body as I felt his cold chest against my bitten back.

“Sleep. Tomorrow, You will be next to me as I do my work.”

I felt sweet, cool darkness take over every sense.


Yeah... Only second chapter, and it's getting harder to write... But I ain't giving up! Sorry for the horrible wait! Thanks Lispet for betering this chapter! And special thanks to Teagan for being next to me in maths as I finished this chapter and started the next chapter!

Damn it, I'm sorry. To tell the truth, I want this to be a 10-20 chapter long fic. Not a 50+ chapter fic. Yeah, I'm losing my touch in this, in FanFiction and art in general. I'm in year eight and I have to put up with morons at school (and not the good kind that make you happy to be near them with their everlasting smile, the ones that scream YOLO, are dumbasses that do dumbass things and make me and the majority of the world wanna go the full eight gates and Rasengan them.) And it doesn't help that they won't shut up about anything! Anyways, here's Chapter 3, when the actual plot begins.


I was dragging her to my office. I wasn't exactly dragging her, I just held her arm. She wasn't resisting either. I had to do paperwork, and if I were to get sick of paper work... Well, I have entertainment right near me. I opened the door with my right hand and led her in and made her stand beside my desk.

"When I say so, you straddle me and let me move you up and down on my member. Got that?"

A single nod was all I got. I sat down on my old, leather chair before begining to read things. If it held my approval, I signed it. Those that did not, I put aside. Now and then, I would look over to... Hinata was it? Yeah, it was Hinata. Her skin held black and purple bruises. Her eyes held nothing but sadness and there were bags underneith her eyes.. I smiled inside because I could do this to everyone, especially her. Her long, midnight blue hair was messy. It desperately needed a brush or comb through. I suddenly felt desire course through me.

I turned back to my paperwork and continued my work. A silence so thick you couls cut through it with a blunt blade was in the air. It made Hinata uncomfortable, but it held no difference to me. I heard a knock at the door.

"come in."

The door opened to reveal Granny Chiyo. She came in with a grave look in her eye. When the witch had a grave look in her eyes, it meant trouble.

"My Prince, protect her with all you're might. For she is the one. She is the one who will save not only us, but you. She will rise like the sun but if you and her fail the coming destiny, she will fall like the moon. Beware, many seek her eyes of shining pearls. The shining pearls unfold you're coming future, as her and the kindom's. If you fail, not only will she suffer, but so will the kindom. But you will suffer the most."

after she finished, she left us to pounder what she said. I looked at hinata. She looked horrofied and she seemed to be thinking thoughroley. I turned to my paperwork only to find that I had none left.

"Alright Hinata. Time to have some fun."

I said lamely as she walked over and began to straddle me. I un-zipped my pants and let my member out. I then shifted her panties and entered.

I rammed inside of her mercilessly. I bit her neck, marking her mine. She with held the screams by biting her bottom lip. I continued biting and ramming until I came. I growled in content as she let out a small whimper. Granny Chiyo's words then entered my mind.

My Prince, protect her with all you're might. For she is the one. She is the one who will save not only us, but you. She will rise like the sun but if you and her fail the coming destiny, she will fall like the moon. Beware, many seek her eyes of shining pearls. The shining pearls unfold you're coming future, as her and the kindom's. If you fail, not only will she suffer, but so will the kindom. But you will suffer the most.

But you will suffer the most.

Just what the hell did she mean by that?



Yes, I know. Short. Crappy. Needs more rape. Like I said, I'm losing my touch. RANDOM FACT- You know how in the firsy chappy, Gaara nearly killed kankuro in the little prologue speach? Well, originally Gaara nearly raped (He sure love sex and rape) Temari after he was caught nearly killing Kankuro but the guards caught him because Kankuro had a hunch that he would try and do something to her. There. Tune in (Or not, which ever you prefer) for the next chapter next time (Maybe next week. School is starting again.)