Chapter 1 - Tsunade under Captivity

Notes - All characters featured in this story are the age of 18 or above. This is a commissioned story submitted by a person who wishes to remain anonymous. I don’t condone nor wish to promote any illegal behaviour, as this story is entirely and completely fiction.


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Contains - Yuri, Non-con, Out-of-character, Femdom.


If any of these tags bother or doesn’t interest you, I’d recommend skipping this story. 


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Now that the Fourth Shinobi World War had come to an end, things were seemingly becoming more peaceful in terms of the grander scales of things. Unfortunately, this couldn’t be said the same for Sakura, who managed to get struck by a jutsu during the completion of her mission. Despite how hard she’s trained over the years, even developing a rather toned and slightly muscular body that accentuated her now womanly curves, Sakura was caught by surprise when an enemy ninja landed a successful hit with his unidentifiable jutsu. In fact, she didn’t pay it any mind, considering the fact that there were no apparent effects. Little did she know however, that being unaware was one of the most dangerous things to have happened both to Sakura, and the people closest to her.


It had always irked her when men had lewded her body, which was exactly what the men surrounding her were doing. Capturing her clearly wasn’t their only intention, given the perverted gaze of their eyes. However, none of these things seemed to matter to Sakura, who had completely lost her interest in men years ago. Perhaps you could attribute this fact to her experiences with Sasuke, but none of that mattered in hindsight. Her attraction towards women had been suppressed in the back of her mind this entire time, but for some inexplicable reason, this sexual urge had grown twice fold the morning after her return back home.


If one were to secretly ask Sakura questions, and without the entire world figuring it out, she’d admit to the fact that she found multiple women that surrounded her in daily life to be quite attractive. This attraction wasn’t limited to girls her age either, or how close or distant their relationships were. Voluptuous buxoms like her master, Tsunade. Naruto’s beautiful mother, Kushina. Heck, even her own mother was rather sexy in her eyes. 


It was almost like a light had been switched, a spark of motivation caused Sakura’s urge to indulge in her sexual fantasies to become unbearable, now actively trying to turn these fleeting dreams into an amazing reality.


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Tsunade and Sakura Haruno were in a closed room, in the midst of training in advanced medical techniques. Things had been progressing rather normally up to a certain point, where the older women started to feel that Sakura had been acting a little more friendly than usual. During one of her demonstrations of how to properly conduct a certain procedure, Sakura had gotten incredibly close, even sneakily running her hand up and down Tsunade’s arm, caressing the smooth skin while listening to her master talk.


Not paying much mind to her actions, Tsunade decided to continue without mentioning anything. Only until Sakura couldn’t hold herself back any longer, all of the sudden pressing her crotch against Tsunade’s butt, and lightly kissing her neck. 


“Ahh… I can’t take this anymore.. I need to do something about this unbearable feeling…” thought Sakura, running her hands up and down Tsunade’s impossibly curvaceous body, experimentally cupping the underside of her famously weighty breasts. 


“S-Sakura?... What’re you-” whimpered Tsunade before her huge tit was suddenly groped, surprising her to the point where she stopped talking for an instant. 


“Tsunade… You must be so wet right now.. I can’t wait to eat your pussy…” muttered Sakura, hotly into the side of her neck and ear. The pinkettes fingers were trailing down towards the sweet spot in the middle of the buxoms legs, before she closed them tightly and finally relented to her student’s advances. 


“That’s enough!.. Sakura, this is completely inappropriate!.. I’ve always felt like you’ve been acting rather strange ever since you returned from that mission.. I’m sending you home until you can figure out what’s causing this behavior…” sternly stated Tsunade, escaping her grasp by using her brute strength, breathing heavily in the process as her heart was racing wildly. 


“Alright.. I’ll go home for today.. But that doesn’t mean that I’ll give up on fucking you, Sensei..” teased Sakura, watching her master’s face blush a deep shade of red before suddenly dragging her into a kiss, passionately clashing their lips together as the older woman took a few seconds to respond before pushing her away. 


“S-Sakura!...” shouted Tsunade vehemently, covering the lips that had just been stolen for an abrupt kiss. 


Almost in an attempt to tease for what was to come, Sakura made a very explicit and vulgar gesture with her fingers, splitting them and sticking her tongue in between, licking up and down and simulating what it would look like if Sakura were to eat out Tsunade’s pussy. 


“W-what?!.. Get out!...” stammered an irritated Tsunade, slamming her fist down on the table, extremely embarrassed and shocked to say the least. Sakura winked at her sensei before walking away, an apparent strut to her step, showing off her much more developed figure. 


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Perhaps it was due to some unforeseen side effect, but Sakura had begun developing an unhealthy craving for her obsessions. At this point, she was undoubtedly angry with the situation that happened at Tsunade’s office, under the impression that things were about to develop towards the direction that she’d been so desperately hoping for ever since she’d successfully made her journey back home. 


“If you won’t have me.. Then that leaves me with no choice but to corner and force her myself…” uncharacteristically thought a very desperate Sakura, proclaiming that she’d get what she wanted no matter what came in her way.


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A few weeks later…


Despite her initial predatory thoughts, Sakura had seemingly finally given up on her seemingly impossible pursuit for Tsunade. At least, that was her personal perception of the situation. In reality, Sakura was simply waiting for the right moment to pass, and only having put her very aggressive advances to rest. Eventually, lo’ and behold, an opportune situation to strike had finally come to light.


At the end of her shift, Sakura entered Tsunade’s office to hand in a report. 


“Thank you, Sakura.. You can leave the folders on my desk.” said Tsunade, all the while taking a sip of her sake. All of the sudden, Tsunade hiccuped, already feeling incredibly lightheaded, drowsy as her head spun before passing out shortly after. It appeared that she’d been drinking a lot more than she could handle.


“You’re mine now, Hokage-sama…” sarcastically said Sakura, with a smirk on her face. 


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An hour later…


Tsunade wakes up from her slumber, but immediately notices that her eyes were covered by something. Her vision was blocked, and when she wanted to move her body, her movements were restricted and bound by rope. The breeze of cool air against her smooth skin revealed the fact that she had been completely stripped naked, and somehow was unable to break free from her bonds despite her insane strength, perhaps subdued by some type of jutsu or tool. 


"H-Hello?!... Anybody?!... I need help!.." boisterously shouted the tied-up woman.


“There’s no use screaming, Tsunade. No one will save you..” said a familiar voice, Tsunade immediately discerning that it belonged to Sakura.


“S-Sakura?... Don’t tell me… She’s the one behind this?.. My own student is going to try and kill me because I’ve rejected her?... And where has all of my strength gone?.. These measly ropes shouldn’t be able to hold me down…” thought a rather frightened Tsunade, trying to break free of her confinements but without success. 


“If I’m going to die.. At least I’ve seen your true colors..” muttered the powerful woman, not willing to throw her pride and strength despite the dire situation she’d found herself in. Receiving no response, she heard the door to the room close immediately after. There was an eerie silence that overcame the room, leaving Tsunade under the impression that she’d be left alone. As futile as it seemed to be, she started lashing out and screaming for help once more, and exactly like before, there was nobody there to answer her pleas. 


It wasn’t until something wet had hit her cheeks when Tsunade decided to stop yelling, in a state of fear. Her blocked vision suddenly came clear when the blindfold was removed, although she wished it hadn’t. Right above her line of sight was Sakura’s dripping wet pussy, legs spread wide open as the glistening juices secreted down her wet folds and landed onto Tsunade’s frightened face. Sakura split her nether lips open with the use of her fingers, boasting how turned on she was that her dreams were finally coming to fruition.


“What the hell do you want from me?!.. Sakura?!.. What the fuck is wrong with you?!...” cursed Tsunade, now beyond with anger that her student had stooped this low. 


"What do I want?... That's easy "Senju".. I want you to eat my pussy out until I squirt all over your face.." teased Sakura, using her last name as a signifier that Tsunade was now "beneath" her. 


“N-No!... I will not do that!... Stop this!.. I don’t want this, Sakura!....” shouted Tsunade as she shook her head violently from side to side, wishing she could wake up from this hellish nightmare. 


“When did I say you had a choice?..” laughed Sakura, lowering her hips and shutting her old sensei up by straddling her face. 


“Please stop!.. I don’t-.. Mmpph!.....” Tsunade moaned in protest, her lips silenced by Sakura’s awaiting snatch. All the Hokage could see was the sight of Sakura’s pale ass, and pink pussy bobbing up and down on her face. She had the urge to simply shut her lips tight and refuse to comply, but if she didn’t ease Sakura’s urges, then she discerned that things would’ve taken a turn for the worse. 


Unwillingly, begrudgingly, whatever word you would need to call it. Tsunade darted her tongue at and reluctantly lapped at the entrance, whimpering in disgust when the tangy taste overwhelmed her taste buds. She’s never orally serviced a woman before, but Tsunade was so adept at sex that she didn’t seem to lose a beat. Albeit, it wasn’t consensual, but Tsunade tried her hardest not to cringe at Sakura’s loud moans as she flexed her tongue and lapped at the folds. 


“Oh!... Yes!~... This is what I’ve always wanted!...” moaned Sakura, hopelessly aroused as she slammed her butt up and down against Tsunade’s disgruntled face. At the very least, Sakura was an attractive woman, but that didn’t make the experience that much less uncomfortable. Tsunade was being forced to tend to her every twisted desire, unwillingly at that. The desperate pinkette grinded her crotch onto her tongue, absolutely loving the sensation of her sensei’s wet tongue sliding in between her drenched folds. The muffles of protest coming from beneath only served to make the experience that much more exhilarating, the vibrations from Tsunade’s voice sending delightful tingles throughout Sakura’s body. 


The gruesome waiting over the course of the past few weeks made the woman extra-sensitive to Tsunade’s touch, unbelievably close to an orgasm despite only having ridden her face for a little over a few minutes. She’d always found her sensei as an extremely attractive member of the same sex, and now that her hot breath and wet, slimy tongue was caressing her most pleasurable area, there wasn’t a chance that Sakura could’ve lasted much longer. 


Tsunade’s unheard pleas of distress were drowned out not only by Sakura’s vagina, but by her loud, boisterous moans that echoed throughout the room. With no other option, the buxom blonde laid there, completely motionless as her former student, who was now considered her kidnapper, wildly rode her face and tongue towards an intense orgasm. 


“Ahn!~... Ah!... I’m cumming!~....” cried out Sakura, in complete bliss as her toes crinkled, sitting down and pressing herself as closely as possible onto Tsunade’s tongue, orgasming while squirting violently onto her face. Tsunade could only scrunch her face in disgust, the glistening juices completely overpowering her taste buds. The blonde whimpered while Sakura continued to lightly rub herself onto her tongue, wishing that all of this would come to an end after satisfying her needs. 


Of course, this fleeting thought was nothing more than just a hopeful fantasy. Whatever switch had flipped inside of Sakura’s mind, it was evident that she wouldn’t simply stop after cumming a singular time. If anything, she found herself even more addicted to Tsunade, taking her sweet time sitting on her face before deciding to finally get up off her seat and move. 


“Oh gosh…” muttered Tsunade, wishing there was some sort of way to rid herself of the tangy taste that lingered on her tongue. It wasn’t so much the taste that made her feel like hurling, but the fact that this was entirely non consensual, never having the urge herself to participate in sexual intercourse with other women. 


“Where is she going?...” thought Tsunade as she noticed Sakura leaving the room, finding it a bit odd that she hadn’t talked much after what just happened. She was sincerely praying that Sakura’s sex drive had all been washed out, that eating her out was enough to snap her out of the predatory trance she was in. There were never any indications that she was the type of person to stoop this low and kidnap someone to sate her selfish desires. 


“This is ridiculous.. If only I wasn’t so absent of strength right now.. I could easily break free and put Sakura in her place..” thought Tsunade, irritated by the condescending way she was treated. Both verbally and by her junior’s actions, treating her face like it was a stool for her to sit on.
The door swung open after a few minutes of angry silence, where Tsunade was left in nothing but her own thoughts filled with pure anger and fear. “N-No way!... What the hell is that thing?!...” thought a frightened Tsunade, face growing pale and jaw dropping in fear when her eyes focused in on the apparently large object that Sakura was wearing around her waist. She was completely nude, wearing nothing but an immensely long strap-on, probably ranging up to 10 inches if it were to be properly measured. 


“N-No!.. Get away from me with that thing... “ pleaded Tsunade, trying to squirm free from her restraints but to no avail. While still bound, Sakura approached her and picked her up, carrying Tsunade over towards a nearby chair as she hopelessly tried to flail in her grasp. 


“S-Sakura!.. Enough of this… If you let me go now, I promise I won’t tell anyone!.. Please!..” begged Tsunade, heart racing as fear came over her. 


Lifting her legs and placing her feet on her shoulders, Sakura stared at the magnificent sight that was Tsunade’s plump pussy. All of her screams and yells in protest seemed insignificant to Sakura, who’s surroundings were tuned out thanks to her laser-focus on the tight snatch she’s been imagining fucking all of this time. Albeit her member was artificial, Sakura was about to indulge in her own dark fantasies as she prepared to fuck her sensei crazy. Their expressions couldn’t be any more contrasting, an excited and eager one on Sakura’s face, whereas Tsunade was dawning a look of pure fear, shaking her head in disbelief.


Sakura lifted her legs and held them in the air, finding the erotic squeals that came from Tsunade’s mouth to be extremely erotic and sexy. She didn’t even bother easing herself in, completely splitting Tsunade’s pussy with the hefty size of her dildo. “W-What the hell is this?!.. It’s way too big!.. Agh.. I can’t handle this!...” thought Tsunade in a state of panic, grimacing in pain while Sakura hit her with a flurry of painful thrusts. She was still in the state of accommodating to the turgid size of the rigid strap-on, biting down on her bottom lip to silence herself. 


“Oh god!.. No!.. I can’t-.. Sakura, take it out right now!.. What is this?!...” panted Tsunade, steadily growing breathless as her chest heaved up and down with every frantic breath. Having her insides completely filled by such a large object in such a short amount of time wasn’t the most pleasurable feeling in the world, her tight walls quivering with every powerful thrust of Sakura’s hips, almost in rejection of the sex toys intrusion. Even if she weren’t directly feeling the pleasure of having sex with Tsunade, all of her squirming and noises were more than enough to satisfy her undying arousal, giving her the rough fucking that she’d envisioned, not a day passing by during her pursuit for Tsunade’s body where Sakura hadn’t been thinking about this very moment. 


“Please!.. Stop!...” plead Tsunade, body slowly being covered in sweat from being overworked to exhaustion, managing to survive the first few minutes of Sakura’s ruthless onslaught without being completely broken. It felt absolutely humiliating to be rendered unable to move. Unable to protect herself as she helplessly sat in the chair and was fucked to the point where moans couldn’t be held back, eyes tearing up from the pain and humiliation. 
“Quiet.. This is what you get for dodging my advances for so long.. I’m going to fuck you nice and hard, Tsunade..” said Sakura, picking her up from her ass while maintaining connected, carrying her over to the bed before resuming ministrations. Sakura altered the positions slightly, now holding Tsunade in a mating press style before quickly resuming the motions of her thrusting, completely dominating the seemingly invincible Hokage to the point where her moans wouldn’t stop. Her words and blabbering were almost incoherent, a frail attempt at resisting with words as the overwhelming waves of pleasure dominated her ability to properly think. 


The slick noises that came from the abuse of her pussy were loud and clear, like music playing to Sakura’s ears as she happily ravaged her master’s cunt. The constant begging had actually riled her up, digging her fingers into Tsunade’s flesh as she vigorously pounded her to a pulp. The position was rather intimate and fierce, leaving Sakura and Tsunade’s face ever so close, where the pinkette eagerly closed the distance between their lips, passionately kissing her agape mouth as Tsunade was beginning to lose consciousness. Her tongue easily slithered inside of her orifice, that was left with a tangy taste that remained from their earlier oral session together. Sakura grouped her famous breasts and allowed them to plop down onto her skin, admiring how gifted her master was in this department as she stirred her insides with her artificial cock.


Sakura was far too aroused to even consider giving Tsunade a break, who looked as if she were breaking out into multiple orgasms with the ever so dumbed down expression on her face. Abruptly pulling out of her cock as she was shuddering, Sakura flipped her over and took her from the back, standing right above her ass and hovering her form that was held up on all fours. 


“P-Pwease!~....” choked out a defeated Tsunade, face down and resting against the bed as her tied up body was brutally fucked from behind. Sakura reached over and hooked her fingers inside of her mouth, pulling back slightly from the insides of her cheeks. Tsunade’s saliva trickled down her chin as her mouth was held open, this way not a single moan could be suppressed. 


“I-.. I can hardly think!..” thought Tsunade, her mind thrown into a swirl, whimpering and moaning at the top of her lungs. The loud noises emanating from her pussy made her cringe in disgust, unable to comprehend the fact that these lewd sounds were coming from her body. Her body was quickly reaching its physical limits, on the verge of breaking, thinking nothing could’ve felt worse than what she was currently receiving. With her mind occupied to fully notice her surroundings, Tsunade hadn’t noticed Sakura casting a Shadow Clone Jutsu. 


It wasn’t until she was pulled by her hair and off the bed that Tsunade had realized the tragedy that was about to befall her, too exhausted to even utter a word as she stared at Sakura’s clone with half-lidded eyes. Sakura held her up by her breasts whilst the other clone carried Tsunade by the underside of her marshmallowy thighs, also cloning with a strap-on herself as she jabbed her hips in order to sheathe Tsunade’s already filled pussy with yet another humongous dildo. 


“Two at the same time?!... I can’t!.. That’s gonna break me!.. No!....” internally shouted Tsunade, staring down towards her crotch in fear as to what was about to come. Her pussy was already struggling to handle one of the sized dildos, two was completely overkill. Tsunade flailed as much as she could, fighting against the ropes tying her body still, gawking loudly while her already stretched pussy was pulled apart even wider, perhaps leaving a chance of permanent damage if Sakura wasn’t careful. 


What came after was blurry in Tsunade’s mind, unable to think as her voice failed to escape from her mouth. Completely void of intelligence was her expression with her tongue dangling, saliva dripping down the sides of her lip. Her moans hiccuped with every powerful thrust in tandem with the two strap-ons that were double penetrating her once taut pussy, overfilled and without a doubt stretched apart. An unthinkable volume of orgasms caused Tsunade to lose her sanity, managing to regain her breath when Sakura suddenly pulled out of her abused pussy. All she could do at that brief moment was to thank the heavens that the intense pain finally subsided, but was naive to think that things would’ve ended there. 


“S-Stahpp!~~~.....” muttered Tsunade when she felt the hard object penetrate her asshole, inserted inside of her anal cavity whist Sakura’s hands snaked around to grope at her chest. The foreign sensation of having both holes filled caused her to nearly black out, a moment passing by where she’d fallen unconscious before being snapped right back to reality by the ten-inch in “cock” splitting her holes apart. 


“No!.. Please.. Enough.. I can’t handle it anymore.. Stop!....” internally begged Tsunade, incapable of voicing the words she desperately wanted anyone to hear. The constant rocking back and forth caused her supple flesh to jiggle violently, the force of having her ass slammed into causing her marshmallowy skin to ripple as a result. Sakura slid her tongue all the way up Tsunade’s neck before nibbling at her ear, providing even more pleasure that both of her fake cocks were already doing such an amazing job at doing. 


Already being forced way beyond her initial limits, Tsunade’s entire body shuddered violently as she moaned at the top of her lungs. The most powerful orgasm yet as an insane amount of vaginal juices squirted from her beaten pussy, Sakura had a satisfied smile on her face as she watched her master completely lose herself to depravity. Finally giving in to the pleasure as her body fell limp, covered in sweat and her own juices as Sakura dropped her roughly onto the floor when her orgasm subsided. Tsunade rolled over and fell flat on her face as she panted heavily, eyes slowly closing as she fell into a deep slumber, completely naked with her butt and pussy sticking out, a gaping hole being left behind from the enormous “cocks” that ravaged her.


It appeared that the effect of the jutsu that had previously struck Sakura back at the mission was fully coming to fruition. One that was making Sakura act impulsively and uncharacteristically, giving her the urge to pursue her innermost desires now matter what stood in her way. 











