Chapter 8: Sakura's Punishment ~ (18+)

Under the pressure of the shower, Sakura scrupulously cleaned her body. Her body is like a fragile Cherry blossom. She gently rubs her body, trying to clean herself of her pink hair that has stuck to her. The hair was pubic, and axillary. She shaved. She has removed all traces of a woman untouched by a man, because she is going to know a man. They always get to know each other when he comes home for a while, or meets her. But sadness bound her, because he was always forced to make love to her. Time after time, she hopes to feel his passion. Passionate love. But he constantly feels a cold wall of indifference mixed with quiet disgust. It hurts the strings of her sensual soul. That's why she can't cum.

Orgasm for Sakura seems to be a mythical legend for the unfortunate. She had never heard from her friends that they felt an orgasm. On the contrary, they complained that they could not feel this ardent feeling. But there is no love in their families, so therefore there is no orgasm. Orgasm is a product of higher love. So she decided. But today her husband was gentle and romantic with her. Perhaps today she will feel this mythical orgasm. From these thoughts, Sakura was fervently excited.

She turned off the shower, and, drying her body with a towel, wrapped herself in it.

Her first steps to the exit were loud. She stopped and tried to calm down. It is better not to wake the sleeping daughter. The very next steps were quiet and calm. As befits a ninja. As swiftly as an arrow shot at a target, she entered their room. Closing the door behind him. The room was all pink. Her favorite color.

On their two-room pink bed, her beloved husband was sitting. Completely naked. His muscular body, hotter than the fire techniques that burned her skin. The handsome face and cold eyes with which he examined her made her weak. She wanted to bend down at his feet and take his long and thick cock in her mouth. Desires rose in her in a new wave.

Sakura walked up to him.

"Sit down," his voice was colder than ice techniques.

Without understanding anything, she obeyed weakly.

—Stand up," he ordered imperiously.

She stood up, blushing with humiliation. He treats her like a dog. She felt insulted to the core. But the waves of humiliation were washed away in a whirlpool of pleasure from submission to her husband.

— Get naked.

Sakura let go of the towel. Her naked body appeared before Sasuke's eyes. He looked at her indifferently.

Sakura is a smooth pink flower that will never wither. Her slightly muscular body exudes honey femininity. The face shines with the beauty of a mature flower. And submissive green eyes radiate the vital energy of nature.

The real Sasuke planted it in the forest, but forgot to pick it up. But now for him, she will be taken away by the reborn.

"Lie down on the bed,— he said.

She obeyed. Like an open rose, she lay on their bed. Showing him your most intimate places.

He lay down next to her, and roughly commanded: — Sit on all fours.

She submitted. A hot excitement rose from the depths of her soul. Was he going to take her like that? Her knees trembled weakly.

Walking up to her, he knelt right behind her. I saw her naked ass with might and main.

Raising his hand, he slapped her buttocks.

—~Ohhhhhhhh,— she moaned. The pain made her tremble. Her bun was flushed in the shape of his palm.

Sakura didn't expect this. Sasuke's hand burns her skin like nettles. She winced at that.

— You're behaving badly, — the blow hit harder, cut through the air, and slammed into her ass.

She exclaimed loudly.

— Bad girl. You should be punished," he mercilessly spanked her ass. With pleasure imprinting a palm on her right buttock, and then on the left. Without stopping for a second.

She screamed loudly, screamed, and moaned. Each blow was given a strong pain, which generated humiliation and shame for himself. Bad girl. Revels in humiliation and pain. She thought to herself. And this made her even more excited.

— Get on your knees, — Sasuke finished spanking her. As it seems to her.

Trembling, Sakura obediently knelt down.

SLAP!

He slapped her on the right cheek. She froze, stunned. The pain felt like burning shame.

"Did I tell you to get down on your knees?"

— I…

SLAP!

He slapped her on the left cheek. Her cheeks burned like tomatoes. My whole face burned like fire.

— no!

SLAP!

The blow landed again on the right cheek.

— You need to say <>.

— No, sir.

SLAP!

The blow landed again on the left cheek.

"You're not being polite enough.

— And-sorry, sir.

For a split second, it occurred to her that she might run away. Stop your humiliation. But his cold eyes stopped all her attempts to escape. She felt completely submissive to him. Pain and humiliation washed in the waters of obedience and love, bringing her unthinkable pleasure. She got wet there. From her depths, a drop of love liquid came out.

— Is the bitch wet? he sneered contemptuously. Which made her even weaker.

—Y-yes, sir…

Sasuke put his hand on Sakura's clitoris, and began to wildly caress her. Sighing, she began to moan passively, putting her hand on his neck.

Sakura twisted her face in bliss. Sasuke's finger rubbed her clitoris with lightning speed. She felt a lustful pleasure take possession of her. His dominant and humiliating treatment of her fueled her fire of lust and debauchery. She stuck out her tongue like a dog, and breathed famously. Her body was sweating.

The sounds of a woman's lewd moans could be heard in the room. At first Sakura moaned softly, but the more Sasuke accelerated, the more loudly she moaned. It got to the point that her loud moan could be heard all over the room, and maybe even further. They are lucky that their daughter is sleeping.

— I'm-I'm now! Sakura screamed vulgarly. Her eyes half rolled back. Saliva dripped from his mouth like a bitch.

"You can't come until I let you!" — Sasuke paused his caresses, and peered into her emerald eyes.

— M-honey, please! — she begged.

Sasuke slapped her cheek with his palm.

— Did you forget bitch? ! SIR, NOT CUTE," he shouted angrily

"And—excuse me, sir!" she begged for forgiveness in fright.

— What do you want? "What is it?" he asked.

— Finish! I want to cum Sir! — Sakura asked with reckless hope. She is so close to a mythical orgasm that she is ready to do anything for him.

— What are you willing to do for this?

— Everything, sir! Just ask.

— Can you help me get Hinata into bed?

—Wh-what!!!

— I ASKED YOU!

"Y—yeah, sir... I'll do it!" I'll help you get the bitch into bed!

— Fine.

Sasuke returned to the caresses. He quickly rubbed Sakura's clitoris, and she, trembling and moaning loudly, finished. Her love juices gushed out of her vagina.

Sakura collapsed on the bed. Her eyes were wide with horror. She realized what she had just promised. And what he wants.