The Kunoichi

I always knew my body would betray me.

Even in my youth, when we practiced the mating rituals, I had been sensitive. It aided in finding me a mate, all right, the strongest male with the most skilled hands, and later, I learned, body.

This mission had already kept me four weeks from my mate when I was captured. As is the way of things, when I was stripped of the form-fitting uniform, my captors wanted to see how capable I was. After two weeks, I stood no chance.

The first caress of my breast made my entire body stiffen, something that didn't go unnoticed. I flushed as they laughed, the leader twisting my nipple to make me squirm, four weeks of need bubbling immediately to the surface.

"Ha! This little cunt enjoys it!"

I reddened further, embarrassed by my own responsiveness. Their leader wasn't a complete idiot, however, and instead of simply tossing me to his lackeys or keeping me for himself, he thought of something brilliant.



They were going to use my own body against me, making me squirm in unrequited need until I broke down, telling them all I had learned and everything about where I was from, all in hopes of a solid fuck.

He had a length of rope brought to him, and with the aid of six men, bent me at the waist, putting my arms in a box-tie behind my knees. Then my feet were lashed to a short pole, leaving me on my chest with my ass in the air and no way out.

A cold hand stroked my cunt, making me jump and yelp fruitlessly. The hand came up to my face, smearing my juices on my face. I blushed, embarrassed at my predicament and the fact that I had gotten wet over it.

Something hard pressed against my slit, and I squirmed at the cold smoothness of the stone. It was soon withdrawn, however, only to enter my ass and comfortably come to rest. I was suddenly hoisted by my waist, and carried off to a different room.

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Here, I was set upon a somewhat padded surface, arranged with all the precision of a new piece of furniture. I scowled into the face near mine, furious willing him to let me go. No such thing happened. Instead, he closed the door, leaving me in the dark.

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I was woken up by the sound of footsteps near the door, only to be blinded when it opened. 

The plug was abruptly out of my ass, startling me. While blinded, he had managed to sneak behind me. Perhaps I have become lax. That would explain the capture anyway.

A warmer smoothness than the last pressed against my cunt, making me shiver involuntarily. Only the head entered, and I found myself biting my lip to control myself. No further length came, only the very tip rubbing at my entrance until I wanted to scream.

The warmth pulled away.

And then the head of that cock entered my ass, painlessly, thanks to the plug. I heard him spit, and suddenly felt his knuckles against my cunt, around my ass, and my eyes widened as he began to stroke himself.

They came slowly at first, the vibration from his movements agonizingly slow against my ass, my cunt practically begging for his fingers as they brushed up against it. The strokes became harder, faster, until his hand was pounding against me, making my breath come in ragged pants. I couldn't help but moan when he slapped me, my ass tightening around him reflexively.

He toyed with me, digging his nails into sensitive spots to feel my reaction, urging him closer to the finish. I felt him twitch as he came inside me, filling me with his seed before his cock, and I groaned at the feeling, at the teasing, at the need, and longed for my mate.

His rapidly relaxing cock slid out of me, only to be replaced with the plug. He came around to my face, and patted my cheek.

"Hope you enjoy your stay here, wench. I sure will"