"Bullshit!" Satsuki screamed at the girl, pushing her away. Naruko fell on her back lying against the bed. She looked at the blonde, horrified. There was no way, just no way, she would ever do such a cheesy thing. "This never fucking happened!"
Naruko glared back at her.
"But you promised you'd be my slave!" She shouted.
"No! An Uchiha is no one's slave!" Satsuki clenched her fist. Her sentence dripping with pride. "You foreigners are fucking crazy! First you kidnap a twelve year old, you drug her, you fucking torture her, then you feed her bullshit?!" She glared at her. Naruko placed a comforting hand on her shoulder, but Satsuki brushed her off.
"Screw you, I'm out of here!" Satsuki turned to leave the bed immediately, but before she could completely leave the bed, Naruko had grabbed her by the ankle, causing her to fall over.
Satsuki looked back to see a deranged Naruko grinning at her dysfuntionally.
"Oh, screw me alright!"
She pulled her back unto the bed with an inhuman strength, causing Satsuki to bump her head on one of the poles.
"I'm done playing nice."
Satsuki looked horrified. No matter how much she struggled under her tight grip, she didn't even budge; she was hurting her wrists.
"Trying to escape, I don't think so…"
"Get off of—"
Before Satsuki could continue any further, Naruko sent her lips crashing unto hers. Satsuki's eyes widened, and attempted to break free, but her kiss was forceful, hungry, reeking of desperation, wet and sloppy.
As to where Satsuki trying to break away from being violated any further, Naruko merely moaned, enjoying her new toy's sweet, soft lips. She waited a long time for this, and she was going to enjoy every second of it, consented or not.
Satsuki tried kneeing her stomach, but the woman was like iron. She didn't even flinch.
After a few minutes, She was becoming hungrier and hungrier. She wanted to ravage her mouth, exploring every crook and cranny it had to offer. Her tongue licked hers, desperately asking for entrance.
Satsuki kept her mouth shut as tightly as she could. Like hell she was going to give it to her.
Naruko responded to her resistance by using her free hand to punch her stomach hard, causing Satsuki to scream in pain. She had never been punched in the stomach that hard before, not even by Itachi on the night of the massacre.
Naruko only took the chance to dive her tongue immediately into Satsuki's mouth, where it made contact with hers, much to her pleasure.
"Mmmmm!" She moaned. She was intent on exploring every part of that sweet, soft, delicious tongue of hers.
Satsuki groaned at being violated. She suddenly had the idea to bite her tongue. She bit her as hard as she could, and Naruko immediately pulled out, both hands covering her mouth.
She took this chance to immediately run for the door. But the second her hand rested on the door knob, she suddenly felt her nose colliding with the wooden frame of the door, leaving it bloody and broken. The back of her head hurting like a jack hammer had just been swung unto her by a six foot four pound of muscle lumberjack.
She clutched her nose and fell to the ground. It was sneezing out blood. Her other hand was clutching the back of her hair.
"You fucking bitch!" Naruko gritted her teeth. "You think you can pull shit whenever you want, huh, bastard?!"
She roughly grabbed her hair and began to pull her towards the bed. Satsuki grabbed her wrist trying to get her to stop; she has better luck moving a mountain. Her hair hurt from being pulled.
"I'm gonna fucking teach you a lesson, you dirty, horny little slut." She threw her unto the bed again.
Satsuki lay on the bed, staring at her with horror. She had no idea what the fuck was going on or who this crazy bitch really was. The back of her head hurt like hell. And her nose was broken. She was completely defenseless.
A single tear fell down her right eye.
"Aw, does the little bitch's nose huwt? Does it? Is she gonna cwy?" Naruko taunted her. "I'll teach you to be an obedient little whore, you fucking slut."
Satsuki started crawling backwards, attempting to escape again. But before she even attempt, Naruko grabbed her by her right leg and twisted it, breaking the bones inside easily like it was a twig.
"Argh!" Satsuki screamed in pain. Make it stop! Oh, God, make it stop!
Naruko did the same with her other leg.
"Praying to my mother won't save you." She told her like she read her mind. She probably did.
By this time, Satsuki lost the energy to scream properly.
Naruko smirked. She straddled over Satsuki's injured body.
"You spoiled little bitch. I think it's time for you to learn a wife's place."
***
"Mmmmmm."
Naruko very much enjoyed the metallic taste of blood in Satsuki's mouth. The way Satsuki would moan when she ravaged it. How soft her tongue was. She was in bliss. She had waited so long for this, and nothing would get in her way. Not even Satsuki's unwillingness to cooperate would deter her in the slightest. She had no say in this.
"Mm."
The taste of her Satchan. Her Satchan.
It was cute how her weak little twig-like arms tried to weakly push her away after a few minutes of making out. She was pretending not to like it. So cute!
Of course after ten minutes or so, she eventually just ran out of energy to push her away and her arms just dropped to her sides and unto the comfort soft bed. Satsuki had lost too much of it screaming when she broke both of her legs. As much as Naruko hated it to hurt her precious Satchan, she would not stand for disrespect with her new wife.
See? She knew Satsuki would enjoy it eventually. She does enjoy it, right? Right?! Because if she so much as complained, she would show her her place. But even she did complain, Naruko knew she was enjoying it. There was no way she wouldn't be happy. After all, she was deeply, madly, crazy in love with her. Who wouldn't enjoy to be with the woman they loved? (She was only twelve, but still… a woman)
After a good thirty minutes she retracted back up and admired her work. Satsuki's gaping mouth was tracing with saliva unto hers. It had been fully ravaged. It would never be pure again. She smiled at this—at her work. It was an exquisite sight. A sight she wished she could take a photo of. To finish it off, she opened her mouth as wide as it could stretch and spat in it. She massaged her throat to force her to swallow.
"Bet, you enjoyed that didn't you, you horny, little slut?" She trailed a finger up her neck and looked her on her half opened eyelids. She closed in and snuggled on her abdomen.
You're never going to leave me. She held her possessively and dozed off in the sweet comfort of her wife's chest. She would finish this later.