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What you're about to read is not for the faint of heart.

It is dark, unapologetic, and delves into deeply unsettling themes, including non-con rape, mind control, dacryphilia, extreme degradation, sadism, hard-core foreplay & intercourse, and other disturbing content that may deeply affect more sensitive readers. If this isn't your kind of thing, I strongly urge you to turn away now. 

This isn't just a warning for the sake of it—it is intense.

This is meant for my dark readers only.

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Descension

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After a while of flying, the familiar pull of Naruto's cave tugged at Hinata, guiding her back. Her wings glided there effortlessly, almost as if they instinctively knew the way.

She soared through the air until she spotted it once more—the dark, skull-shaped silhouette of the cave looming against the night sky.

Hinata descended there, but as she did, her eyes locked onto him.

Naruto.

He stood at the cave's entrance now, his crimson eyes glowing in the darkness around him, locked on her as she made her way down. She landed gracefully in front of him, her wings folding neatly behind her as she touched down, her heart still pounding from the rush of exhilaration.

For a brief moment, words failed her.

Nothing seemed capable of capturing what she currently felt. All she could do was stand there, trying and failing to catch her breath, her wings still pulsing behind her.

Naruto let out a deep chuckle, clearly entertained by the show she's put on. He stood with his arms casually crossed over his tatted chest, his eyes never leaving hers once.

"Enjoy yourself?" He teased, flashing a toothy grin.

Hinata stood there, still trembling from the rush of her flight, her voice barely more than a whisper.

"Y-Yes, they're back. They're real." She spoke in awe, the words slipping out in the midst of her panting, still struggling to believe it herself.

Naruto gave a knowing nod, his grin widening, "Told ya I'd heal your wings." He titled his head, "Did you really not believe me?" His gaze sharpened, his crimson eyes narrowing with a dangerous glint.

"And be sure to tell me the truth, sweetheart."

Before Hinata could even think of a response, the words tumbled out of her mouth before she could stop them.

"No, o-of course I didn't believe you. You're a demon, why—why would I believe you?" Her hand shot to her mouth, her eyes wide with disbelief at the words that had just escaped her.

She shook her head in a panic.

"What—I didn't mean to say that—!"

Naruto's grin stretched wider, his eyes growing suspiciously darker, "Ah, that's the beauty of striking a deal with me. You can't lie to me, sweetheart. Not anymore." He chuckled softly, relishing the way her expression shifted in confusion.

"You're bound."

"Bound?" Hinata's voice quivered, bewildered.

"Yes, bound to me." His voice grew lower, colder, with a finality that sent a chill racing down her spine. His gaze shifted downward, his head giving a subtle nod toward her right thigh, an odd little gesture that caught her off guard.

Hinata followed his gaze, and to her shock, she saw it—a mark.

A sigil.

Her heart skipped a beat.

A strange mark had etched itself into her right thigh without her even realizing it, a labyrinth of sharp lines and curling arcs forming an ancient sigil she had never seen before. Tiny rune-like etchings branched from the central swirl, faintly glowing in pulses of crimson and black, as if alive, breathing.

The longer she stared, the more the sigil seemed to move—its center swirling slowly, hypnotically, pulling her gaze inward, as though it wanted to consume her whole.

She hadn't even noticed it there until now, and...

"No, no, no." Hinata whimpered.

Panic surged through her as her hand shot out, instinctively brushing over the mark, trying to erase it. But it remained, unmoving. Worse, when her fingers brushed over it, a strange, unnerving heat spread through her, pulsing beneath her touch.

"This can't be." She recoiled, lifting her head, only to come face-to-face with two glowing red eyes. The blonde demon was now crouched in front of her, his face inches from hers, and the proximity made it hard to suppress the scream building in her throat. His hands rested casually on his knees, his posture radiating condescension, as if she were no more than a child to him.

He flashed a wicked smirk, his sharp teeth grazing his bottom lip, "Curious about that mark, are we, my sweet angel?" He drawled, tilting his head just enough for his blonde bangs to fall over his eyes.

"Do you truly want to know what it means to be bound to me?"

Hinata could only let out a soft whimper in response.

His smirk grew only wickeder.

"I thought you'd never ask," He purred, his gaze dropping to the mark on her skin once more, "From this moment forward, you'll obey me and only me—without question, without hesitation," The blonde demon purred in utter delight. His long, serpentine tongue slid languidly across his lips, a predatory glint flashing in his crimson eyes.

"You belong to me now," He murmured, his breath ghosting against her trembling lips, "My beautiful little servant—bound to carry out my every command, cater to my every whim, and satisfy my every desire."

He snickered, adding sarcastically, "Doesn't that just excite you?"

Hinata fell frozen, unable to move.

There it was—the catch.

The unspoken price of his offer.

"But you know as well as I do, every choice has its risks, its consequences..."

"...a price to pay."

She recalled his words, the memory of what he said before crashing into her mind with full force. And just like that, the rush of freedom, the joy she had felt only moments ago—vanished. It slipped through her fingers like sand, disappearing into the void. His words echoed in her mind, each repetition sinking the weight of it all deeper and...

...deeper.

"I—I knew it," Hinata murmured, her voice trembling with lingering disbelief, as if she couldn't fully grasp the truth, even as it wrapped around her like a tightening noose.

"Oh?" Naruto raised an eyebrow, standing up straight again, "And what exactly do you know, my little angel?"

"I knew it," She repeated, panicking, "I knew it. I knew it!"

"Ah, here we go," Naruto let out another dark chuckle, clearly entertained as he watched her struggle with the truth, each piece unraveling her, bit by bit.

Tears welled up in her lavender eyes once more, a single drop slipping down her cheek.

"You bastard," She hissed, her voice filled with pain—so much pain.

She shook her head, gritting her teeth in frustration.

"I knew I shouldn't have trusted you." She sobbed, bawling her trembling hands, "I knew this would happen. You led me to make this mistake. I should have resisted, should have fought you. But I—" She cut herself off, her face turning bright red from anger.

"Because you are nothing but a—"

Naruto's lips twitched.

"Nothing but a what, Hinata? Go on, say it," He pressed, his voice insistent.

"What exactly am I to you?"

Her breath quickened, her chest rising and falling with the effort to hold herself together. She gazed up at him, struggling to speak, to say what she should have told him from the very start.

But it came out anyway.

"You're... you're a monster," She whispered, the words escaping her like a heavy burden being lifted, though the heaviness of what she'd said still clung to her. She knew that calling him that wouldn't help, that it wouldn't change the cruel truth of her situation.

If anything, her words only made everything worse.

Naruto's eyes darkened further, the gleam in them turning colder, dangerous.

It scared her.

"A monster?" He repeated, his grin fading for the first time since they'd met, as though her words had struck a raw nerve.

"Now that's not a very nice thing to say to me." He growled, taking a step closer, his presence towering over her.

Hinata took a panicked step back, tripping over her own feet.

"St-Stay away!"

"Especially after I gave you the wings you so desperately longed for."

He seemed to clench his teeth as he spoke, his words wrapping around her like chains, the intensity of his blood-red gaze becoming more unnerving with each second.

"And don't you forget your role in all of this, sweetheart." He spat, lifting his head high, "You called out to me, summoned me." He reminded her once again, "You begged for this, consequences be damned."

"I never asked for this," Hinata whimpered desperately, shaking her head.

"Oh please, don't give me that shit." Naruto sneered, taking another menacing step forward.

Hinata instinctively took another shaky step back.

"I-I told you to stay away!"

"You chose this path," He growled, his tone icy, "I didn't force you into anything. I only gave you the chance to embrace your true fate."

He tilted his head once more, his crimson eyes cutting through the strands of his fallen blonde hair.

His gaze felt like it was searing into her, tracking her every movement, every shift in her expression, daring her to say something he didn't like, daring her to provoke him even more.

It was painful.

"Now," He spat, wrinkling his nose, "after everything I've done for you, you should be down on your knees, thanking me." He sneered, nodding toward the ground.

Hinata's breath hitched.

She glared back at him, shaking her head in disgust, "I will do no such thing—"

"Be silent."

Naruto growled, a deep, terrifying command.

And in that moment, she fell...silent.

Desperately, Hinata tried to speak, to scream, to unleash every curse that burned in her mind, but it was as if her voice had been ripped away. No matter how loud her thoughts roared, her lips refused to part, locked tight against her will.

A prisoner to her own silence.

She couldn't make a single sound—not a hum, not a whisper, not even a strained gasp.

Absolutely nothing.

Her wide lavender eyes shot up to Naruto in a panic, filled with sheer horror. And in that instant, with those pupil-less orbs of hers, she made the fatal mistake of silently pleading for his help.

But Naruto only laughed in her face, offering her no shred of comfort.

"Ah, now that's better," He purred, his eyes lazily tracing over her, clearly amused by the way her gaze darted around in panic, her breath coming in short, frantic bursts.

"Heh, gotta say, you're a lot cuter like this." He murmured, a mischievous grin tugging at the corners of his mouth. His gaze slid back down to his dark sigil etched into her thigh, his crimson eyes lingering there with a lewd satisfaction.

"And even cuter," He added, his grin deepening, "with my mark on you."

Hinata's eyes widened at his words.

She tried to whimper, to protest, but still, no sound escaped her lips—only silence.

Naruto let out a low, unsettling snicker, his gaze drifting away from her as he turned on his heel, striding deeper into the shadowy depths of his cave.

He lifted one clawed finger, beckoning it on.

"Follow." Naruto said, his voice smooth but firm.

And there it was—yet another command.

The instant his command reached her ears, a powerful force took hold of her, like an invisible hand gripping her body. And before Hinata could even react or summon the strength to fight back, her own body betrayed her.

She moved.

Her feet lifted off the ground, moving against her will, as she was pulled forward. She was irresistibly drawn back into the skull cave, dragged toward the sound of Naruto's voice, helplessly forced to...

...follow him.

Her heart hammered in her chest, panic rising as she tried to fight the mysterious compulsion that held her in its grip. Every muscle screamed in resistance, but no matter how hard she struggled, her feet moved of their own accord, dragging her relentlessly toward him, deeper into the shadows of his cave.

Hinata's steps faltered as she stumbled on the uneven ground, her bare feet unable to find solid footing. Desperation flooded her as she flailed, her hands reaching out to grasp the walls, attempting to take control of herself again.

But the rough, jagged stone seemed to mock her every effort, offering no support. Her fingers scraped painfully across the cold surface, her nails leaving streaks against the rock as she tried to stop herself, to slow the pull that was dragging her forward.

But it was futile.

Her hands slipped off the stone, and her feet tripped forward. And before she knew it, she was standing right before Naruto, deep inside the heart of his cave once more.

Her body paralyzed, her lips unable to form a single word.

'No, no, no! This can't be happening!' Her mind screamed, the frantic thoughts louder than ever.

Naruto's crimson eyes swept over her, more intense now, his expression revealing neither restraint nor shame as they roamed her naked body. Every inch of her—her delicate curves, her wobbly breasts, her delicate flower between her thighs—was his to admire, and he did so, savoring the view of her all over again.

"Ya know, Hinata," He hummed, his voice lower, darker than before, "I don't think I ever received a proper thank you for those wings I gave you. Doesn't seem like my act of kindness was...appreciated."

He took a step closer, and this time, she couldn't step back, couldn't get away.

His towering presence loomed over her, casting a suffocating shadow that seemed to swallow her whole.

"I don't think you're holding up your end of the deal," He growled, his crimson eyes burning brighter as he gazed down at her, his height dwarfing her smaller frame.

Fear.

Helplessness.

Hinata could feel it deep in her bones—the unsettling realization that the very control she had of her own body was slipping away, replaced by the overwhelming force of his mere voice, his command.

She watched as he crossed his arms once more, leaning in until his face was mere inches from hers.

"Go on," Naruto hissed, "Beg. Apologize." He paused, his gaze locked onto hers.

"Open those lips and speak to me."

"I'm sorry. I-I'm s-sorry, N-Naruto-sama. Please forgive me." She sobbed, "I'll hold up my end of the deal. I w-will," She heard herself say, her voice distant, detached—like someone else had taken control of her words, forcing them from her mouth. No matter how much she fought to keep them in, her body betrayed her completely.

What was even more shocking was how pleased Naruto seemed by the very response she gave.

He purred, a playful pout tugging at his lips, "I know. I know you will, my beautiful angel." He purred with honeyed malice. The sound twisted her insides, making her stomach churn, making her feel sick.

"After all, I'll be the one to make sure you do."

"Wh-Wh—?" Her question faltered in her throat as he silenced her with a simple gesture, his gaze lowering to the ground.

"Kneel."

A tear slipped down her cheek as her knees buckled instantly. It happened so quickly, she had no time to fight it, her body surrendering to the relentless force in his command. Her legs crumpled beneath her, pulling her to the cold stone floor, and just like that, she found herself kneeling before him.

She watched as Naruto tilted his head back, spreading his arms wide, a satisfied moan escaping his lips as he reveled in the sight of her submission.

"Oh, you have no idea," He murmured, his voice a slow, venomous drawl in her ears, his clawed hands twitching, "no fucking idea how long I've waited for this moment."

His crimson eyes raced over her, savoring the very sight of her on her knees before him.

"To have you here."

He leaned in closer, his twitching, clawed hand reaching out, as if to touch her. Every instinct in her body screamed for her to pull away, a warning blaring in her mind to escape his touch, to keep that bastard from laying a hand on her.

But...she couldn't move.

All she could do was remain put, frozen in horror, as his clawed thumb caressed her cheek. It should have been a simple intimate gesture, something benign if it were anyone else, but because it was him...

It was pure agony.

The heat of his touch set her skin on fire, the burn sending waves of excruciating pain coursing through her body. Silent tears streamed down her face, as she was once again tainted by his touch, branded by him—just like before.

"To have you... mine."

Beneath his finger, a dark stain began to spread, creeping over her pale skin in the same way it had when he touched her hand. Faint wisps of smoke curled in the air as the mark burned itself into her flesh, leaving a long, black scar that stretched across her cheek and up to her right eye.

Naruto hummed in satisfaction, his crimson eyes drinking in the sight of her marked face with a twisted sense of pleasure.

"Do you know what I first thought when I sensed you were banished here? What I wanted to do?" He asked, sounding almost casual, conceding, but there was a hidden edge to his voice, like a knife just waiting to cut right through her.

Hinata didn't answer—she couldn't.

Her silence was all she could offer, her throat tight.

"Well, I'll tell you," Naruto continued, removing his finger from her cheek.

"The very moment you fell here, into my prison," He said, his voice dropping into a low, dangerous murmur.

"I wanted to kill you."

Hinata's eyes widened at his confession, her heart sinking painfully, as if it were being swallowed by the depths of her stomach. A chilling fear crept up her spine, and for the first time in her life, she felt the overwhelming dread of her own mortality—fear of death itself.

"Yes." Naruto mewled, "I wanted to tear that sweet, divine body of yours apart, watch you writhe—fuck, get off to your screams. Relive the thrill of bathing in an angel's blood."

With every word he spoke, Hinata could feel her world shatter further and further, each confession like a crushing blow to her sanity. She couldn't breathe, her chest tightening as if she were suffocating—as if she was dying.

But Naruto wasn't done.

In fact, he was just getting started.

"It would've been so easy, killing you." He continued, his voice low and menacing ."You were unbelievably naive—completely oblivious to me—wandering in the dark like a lost child, convinced you were all on your own, muttering how much you hate this place and how desperately you want to go home," He sneered, each syllable dripping with venom.

He let the words linger, enjoying the sight of tears welling in her eyes, ready to fall at any moment.

"Aww," The blonde demon pouted mockingly, "you poor little angel. You just made it so easy for me to prey on. I was there all along, every step of the way, and I could have ended you—snuffed out your life in an instant." He paused, savoring the idea, then leaned in, a cruel smirk twisting across his lips.

"But then," He mused, his voice taking on a chillingly casual note, "I gave it some thought."

He gave his head an eerie tilt, studying her like she was nothing more than a puzzle he'd solved.

"Killing you isn't what needs to be done."

Her trembling increased when she spotted him begin to circle her again.

"No, no, no." He whispered obsessively, "In all the centuries I've been locked away in this hellhole, nothing like you has ever happened before." His voice softened, almost reverent, but the malice lurking beneath was unmistakable.

"An angel—my angel—delivered to me."

Hinata tensed as she felt the weight of his clawed hand settle on the top of her head from behind, the pressure of it weighing her down to the ground beneath her.

Slowly, Naruto ran his fingers through her hair, the motion soft, almost tender, but it only served to make her skin crawl. She felt every clawed finger of his glide through her hair, the delicate strands catching between his rough digits as he petted her, almost like one would a dog.

It made her stomach churn.

"So, I gave you a chance." He whispered, his breath ghosting over her ear.

"I let you live."

Hinata flinched, but she couldn't deny the faint sense of relief that seeped into her chest.

His hand left her, her dark blue strands of hair whipping through the air as he released them, soon settling against her buttocks again.

Naruto moved on, resuming his pace around her.

"Instead, I watched you, learned you, studied you—every sad, broken, desperate inch of you." He snickered rather cruelly, his tail reaching out to slither across her cheek, and down her neck.

She shuddered, recoiling.

"And in the end, I realized something."

He tilted his head, a mocking smile playing at the corners of his lips. "Go on," He teased, "don't be shy. Ask me what I've realized, Hinata."

Her breath caught by his sudden demand, but the words spilled out of her mouth before she could stop them, "Wh-What did you realize, N-Naruto-sama...?" She asked, her lips trembling as the question left her, forced from her lips.

Naruto's grin stretched wider as he stepped back in front of her, his sharp teeth glinting, "Mmm, I realized, that you, were meant for something more," He mewled with a slow nod, stretching his arms out wide.

"To become something greater—powerful."

He chuckled darkly, his voice growing more twisted.

"Mine."

Her heart thundered in her chest, the finality of his words crashing over her, threatening to take her under, to drown her.

She was utterly confused, her mind spinning with a thousand questions.

What did he mean?

What was he talking about?

What could he possibly be thinking, planning?

It was as if he was several chapters ahead of her, seeing something she couldn't quite grasp. The urge to voice her questions was overwhelming, but even so, she couldn't bring herself to say what she truly wanted—she couldn't speak at all.

"Oh, you are absolutely fascinating, Hinata," The crazed demon moaned, forcing her out of her head and back to reality again. He bent low before her, rattling his clawed hands in the air, "I've obsessed over you for so long—the sweet anticipation of this very moment, this opportunity..."

He reached out to gently cup her head with both hands, giving it a wild shake, "Don't you see it, my beautiful angel?" He whispered, his voice frantic, barely able to hold back his madness.

"Don't you see it too?"

The deranged demon gazed into her teary, terrified eyes as if peering directly into her soul. He didn't blink, not even once. It was as if he had forgotten how to. His crimson eyes widened further and further, intently studying every subtle shift in her expression, every flicker of fear.

It was utterly horrifying.

"I-I—oh, k-kami," Hinata sobbed, shaking her head, her mind spinning in utter confusion.

"Oh, my naive little angel," Naruto crooned.

"Kami isn't going to save you. I am."

He leaned in closer, his voice deceptively soft.

"You see," He continued, "you were abandoned. Cast aside by those you trusted—the very ones who were supposed to love you. Your precious family." He spat the word like venom, his crimson eyes narrowing with disgust.

"Cast out. Forgotten."

Hinata bit her trembling lip, her eyes darting away.

The blonde demon scoffed, shaking her head again, making sure she met his eyes.

"But lucky for you their cruelty brought you here—to me."

The sharp pressure of his grip on her head stung, but it paled in comparison to the burning dread his words carved into her soul.

"And now, as I vowed, I will save you," He murmured with a sinister conviction, "I will transform you, forge you anew, and grant you a new destiny—your true purpose."

He tilted his head, savoring the devastation reflected in her gaze, "From this moment onward, your new destiny is set," His crimson eyes narrowed as he continued, "You shall make them pay. You shall make them suffer for everything they've done to you—for everything they took from you." The anger in his voice crackled as he clenched his teeth.

"And you'll do it," He hissed, his words a sinister vow, "at my side."

Hinata froze, her heart shattering.

She wanted to reject it.

She wanted to convince herself he couldn't possibly be serious, but his words were filled with such malice that there was no escaping the truth.

He was completely serious.

Naruto leaned back slightly, his crimson eyes gleaming with a wicked satisfaction as they swept over her trembling, naked form.

His gaze was possessive, almost proud.

"Mmm, yes, together, we'll break free from this hellhole and finish what I started," He declared, his voice steady, terrifying in its certainty, "We'll tear their world apart, piece by piece. Burn their precious heaven to the ground until only ash, blood, and tears remain. And then..." He exhaled slowly, a wicked smile spreading across his whiskered face.

"Only then will they truly grasp what it means to suffer—just as we have."

Hinata wanted to cry, to break down.

The horror of his words, the cruel truth behind the plan he had orchestrated from the very start, was like a venomous toxin, unraveling everything she had ever believed in.

She couldn't grasp it—couldn't make sense of it.

This couldn't be real.

This couldn't be happening.

The madness in Naruto's words felt like an impossibility.

Even after everything that had been done to her, she could never, ever fathom betraying, hurting, or worse, killing her celestial family, let alone carry out Naruto's twisted revenge.

It was absolutely mortifying, beyond her comprehension.

She wanted to refuse, to tell him she wouldn't go through with it, that she wouldn't even help him escape his prison and reach her people.

But no matter how hard she tried, the words wouldn't come. Only tears.

"And that," Naruto added with a twisted smile, "is what I've come to realize, my sweet angel."

He paused, his crimson eyes softening with a chilling touch of affection as they traced the tears rushing down her face. Slowly, he reached out, his finger grazing her cheek, catching one of the tears that slipped from her left eye.

He held it up, his eyes gleaming as he studied the droplet, watching it shimmer like a beam of light—more precious than any tear he's ever got the sweet chance of witnessing before.

A tear of an angel.

A satisfied hum escaped him as he rubbed the tear between his fingers, snuffing out its light.

"I must admit," He purred, rising from his crouch with an eerie grace, his eyes gleaming as he towered over her, "you've somehow managed to carve quite the soft spot in this dark, twisted heart of mine."

His voice thickened with a sickly sweetness, "I find myself utterly incapable of even thinking about hurting a single strand of hair on that pretty little head of yours." He continued with a weird smile, a lewd one.

"No," He whispered, his tongue clicking in amusement as he gazed down at her, his eyes unblinking, "I'm going to do something far more... satisfying—something we'll both enjoy, I promise you that." He tilted his head, a dark glint in his eyes.

"What do you think of that, hm?"

Hinata's breath hitched in her chest as she tried to make sense of his words, "I-If you're not going to hurt me..." She trailed off, her voice a mere whisper, trembling with fear and uncertainty.

"Then wh-what are you going to do?"

Naruto's lips curled into a teasing pout. "Oh no, my sweet angel, don't get ahead of yourself," He drawled with a hint of mockery, "We'll get to the fun part soon enough. But for now, the real question is... what are you going to do first?" His grin widened as he tilted his head, reminding her with a low chuckle.

"You still have a debt to repay, remember?"

Hinata nodded shakily, watching as he grabbed at his hakama pants, loosening the thick, coil belt with ease.

"Wh-What do you want me to do?"

"Simple."

Slowly, deliberately, he pulled his pants down, allowing the fabric to fall softly to the ground.

"I want you to suck my cock."

"Wh-What?" Hinata gasped, her breath catching as her eyes slowly lifted, only to be met with a grotesque sight.

There it was, bouncing mere inches from her face...

...the Yoko no Hōkai's cock.

She shook her head desperately, more tears pooling at the corners of her eyes.

"N-No, I-I can't—!"

"Oh, come now," Naruto sneered, tilting his head with feigned curiosity, "You've sucked a cock before, haven't you?" His gaze sharpened.

"Your little human's, perhaps?"

Her eyes widened in shock at his vile accusation. Every muscle in her body tensed as she tried to shake her head, to scream out a denial.

But to her horror, her body betrayed her.

Her head shifted, giving a small, trembling nod instead.

Naruto burst into laughter, her admission like a triumph to him.

"Oh what a naughty, naughty girl you are!" He mocked her, flashing another one of those impossibly wide grins of his. He leaned in closer, his cock wobbling to and fro, threatening to slap her in the face.

"Tell me, my little angel, did you enjoy it? Did sucking your human's puny cock make you blush the way you're blushing now?" His clawed finger brushed against her tainted cheek, tracing down her chin, leaving behind more burns and black scars in his wake.

Hinata hissed in pain, "N-No, that's not—" Her words faltered as her gaze unwillingly drifted upward, drawn to the monstrous sight hovering ominously near her face. Her lavender eyes shakily focused on it, the blonde demon's cock, her breath hitching in her chest.

It was horrifying.

Big.

Veiny.

BIG.

It was a grotesque monstrosity compared to anything she had ever seen before—far larger, thicker, and more intimidating than her human lover's comparatively...normal cock.

Naruto's sheer size alone was intimidating, but it wasn't just the size of his shaft that unnerved her. The proximity of it was suffocating.

Even before he made contact, her skin reacted, flushing a deep red as though burned. The intense heat of him scorched her senses, overwhelming her as if she were standing too close to a blazing stove, the heat radiating off him almost unbearable, too much to ignore.

It was a struggle to hold back the tears that threatened to spill from the corners of her eyes, her eyelids fluttering as she fought to keep them open in the face of his cock. His shaft was a tad bit darker than his actual tan skin, like a cruel hint of normalcy.

But the veins—those veins—made sure the illusion didn't last.

They weren't the soft blue of human veins.

No, his "veins" were black.

They seemed almost alive, twisting and pulsating, snaking in chaotic patterns along his monstrous shaft before converging at the thick, bulbous tip.

Even the precum that leaked from him looked...unnatural.

It was a viscous, tar-like substance that seeped from the tip, oozing out in slow, syrupy rivulets that dripped down his shaft in agonizingly sluggish streams. Each drop clung to his thick ridges and veins before dripping down onto Hinata's quivering thighs below, sizzling against her delicate skin like a branding iron, leaving behind trails of blistering heat.

She hissed in pain, her eyes drifted lower, unwillingly taking in the sight of his base.

The blackened substance also dripped down further, pooling around the root of his shaft and sliding onto his sizable, pendulous balls. They were dark and bulging, swinging low between his muscular thighs like twin cannons primed to unleash a torrent of searing hot cum. His balls hung heavy and looked unnaturally full, each one easily larger than Hinata's small fists, covered entirely in thick, pulsating black veins.

More beast than man in every way.

Every inch of him seemed designed to dominate, to claim, to terrify.

And it was working.

Hinata was utterly terrified.

A cold sweat broke out across her pale skin, sending goosebumps rippling like waves across her flesh. Tiny droplets of perspiration formed on her brow, trickling down the side of her face and neck in a slow, agonizing descent.

They followed the enticing path between her heaving breasts, rising and falling with each panicked breath she struggled to take. Her breathing was incredibly ragged, each inhale burning in her lungs like molton fire.

She felt like she was having a panic attack.

The mere thought of accommodating something that massive in her mouth, let alone anywhere else on her petite body, made her stomach twist in panic.

Yet, she couldn't fully suppress a flicker of curiosity and...desire deep within. A tiny, naughty part of her wondered what it might be like to wrap her lips around his massive girth, to taste him.

She caught herself wondering what his arousal might taste like.

Would it taste salty or in fact...spicy?

Hinata's eyes widened in shock at such a forbidden thought crossing her mind, and her cheeks burned with an even brighter blush that spread down to her neck.

'Why would I even think that!?!' She scolded herself, mortified by how naughty her thoughts were becoming.

Naruto's dark chuckle broke through her spiraling shame, his breath hot and teasing against her face.

"Oh, Hinata, don't try to act shy with me." He moaned, his grin downright naughty, "We both know innocence doesn't become you anymore." He whispered as if he could read her not so innocent thoughts.

She whimpered, but it was cut short when he surprised her by thrusting his hips and sliding his cock along her face, making contact with a wet, sloppy slap.

A revolted yelp ripped from Hinata's throat as she beheld the monstrous cock now pressed intimately against her face. To have such a grotesque monstrosity pressed against her delicate skin—let alone resting on her very features—felt like an assault on everything she held sacred.

It disgusted her.

The sheer size and girth of it was an affront to her senses, making her feel small and vulnerable beneath its crushing weight. Eyes crossed in shock, Hinata's lavender orbs traced the thick, throbbing length from base to tip, the veiny shaft leaving trails of heat against her skin as it grazed her nose before settling past the soft curve of her hairline.

She could feel the heat emanating from him, baking her flesh, smell the musky arousal wafting from his cock as it slid along her skin.

She couldn't deny it, but the feeling of it pressing against her face, as if she were nothing more than a disposable object for him to use, stirred something deep and primal inside her—something she couldn't fully understand, much less fight against.

Her lips parted involuntarily and a muffled moan slipped free, echoing in the air between them. Panicked, she quickly clamped her teeth down on her lip, to stifle such an embarrassing sound.

But it was already too late.

Naruto already heard her.

His triumphant grin only grew wider at having breached her restraint.

"You like that, don't ya?" Naruto taunted, his hips moving to grind against her face. His scorching cock glided along the side of her nose with a nauseating slither, its veiny underside scraping against her skin like the rough underbelly of a serpent.

She bit back another moan—unable to deny the shameful arousal building within her despite her revulsion.

"Yeah," He chuckled darkly, his crimson eyes narrowing with twisted satisfaction, "I can see it—you're trying so hard to hide it, but you can't fool me. You enjoy having that fat cock all over that pretty little face of yours, don't you?"

Hinata whimpered softly, her trembling fingers curling tightly in her lap.

"There's no need to say a word, my darling," He murmured with a delighted hum, "I can see it clear as day in those sad, teary eyes of yours—you want this too." He nodded toward his twitching cock, its veins bulging against her face.

"You've done it for him," He sneered.

"And now..." Another brutal thrust had his thick mushroom tip brushing against her soft lips this time—an obscene parody of a kiss.

"You'll do it for me."

A slick layer of precum glistened on the tip as he dragged it across her lips. Hinata flinched at the unexpected contact but couldn't suppress the moan that escaped as the flavor hit her—hot and spicy, just as she'd imagined.

She knew she should want to push him away but she found herself leaning into him instead.

She hated herself for it.

"So, go on, show me what you've practiced." Naruto's smirk deepened, his slimy tongue dragging across his lips.

"Make me proud."

Hinata had no control over her body.

No matter how hard she tried, she simply couldn't control it.

The moment Naruto's command left his lips, everything blurred, and before she could even process what was happening...

...his cock was in her mouth.

Naruto's thick shaft slid effortlessly between Hinata's parted lips, the girth stretching her mouth wider with each passing inch. She felt the pressure building in her jaw as it strained to accommodate his massive size—the ache dull at first but quickly intensifying into a sharp discomfort that made her eyes water in protest.

It was just as she had feared—there was absolutely no way his monster of a cock would fit into her mouth.

Still, she had no choice but to keep going.

The taste of him exploded across her senses in a heady rush—a pungent mix of salty pre-cum and musk that coated her tongue and filled her nostrils. Her tongue battled to discover traction on the slick underside of his shaft as her head teetered deeper, gagging reflexes triggered by the relentless invasion.

A single tear traced its way down her cheek.

He was hot. Scorching hot.

It was like deepthroating a hot poker, every inch of him that slid past her lips set her throat ablaze.

It was both painful and intense in equal measure.

But it was when her head began to move of its own accord, bobbing back and forth against the thick length of his cock, that the intensity reached a fever pitch.

With each descent, her throat welcomed another thick, bulging segment of him, until he grazed the tender skin at the back of her throat, sinking into the chasm of her esophagus.

She couldn't stop gagging.

The proximity of her gag reflex to the surface was agonizing—with each bob, Hinata feared she just might vomit. The thought alone was enough to make her stomach churn and her throat constrict rather desperately around his girthy length.

She could feel the saliva pooling in her mouth, the bitter taste of fear and arousal mingling on her tongue as she struggled to endure the sensation of her throat feeling impossibly full, her jaw straining.

It was a battle, but for Naruto...

Oh, it was paradise.

"Holy fuuuck." The blonde demon groaned, his teeth clenched as his head tipped back in a slow, predatory arch. The veins in his neck bulged, dark against his tanned skin.

His tail flicked back and forth behind him in obvious delight, lashing the ground with sharp, resounding whips.

He exhaled a breathy laugh, dark amusement in his voice.

"Ah, now this... this is what I've been starving for," He purred, his voice a sinister whisper that crawled over her skin, "The raw, physical connection. That filthy, decadent pleasure. That exquisite ache, that sinful pull!" Naruto let out a primal roar, reveling the sensation of his cock lodged almost halfway into Hinata's digestive system.

"Yes, yes!" He snarled, drinking in every inch of her torment, "That sweet, debauched submission. The way your body bends and breaks for me." He rocked his head about, licking his lips with slow deliberation.

"Oh, how I've missed this..."

His girthy length was slathered in her saliva, tip to base, slick and hot against her tongue as it coated every inch. The tight, velvety heat of her esophagus squeezed around him like a vice—milking every inch of him with each ragged breath she drew around his shaft.

It made him even harder.

"Oh my sweet angel, I truly have to thank you." Naruto hissed, his grin dark and feral, "It's been far too long since I had this fat cock buried in a tight, needy throat." His laughter echoed off the cave walls, manic and unhinged, before it shifted into a deep, guttural moan of pure ecstasy—an unrestrained joy as he reconnected with the very desires that had lain dormant within him for centuries.

"It excites me!"

His voice roared in Hinata's ear, sending shivers deep within her as if the sound itself were alive, resonating through her very bones.

It was terrifying—being at his mercy, knowing she was the one responsible for satisfying the dangerous cravings that had festered within him for so long.

What he would do to her, what he would say, what he would command her to do—it all hung in uncertainty now.

And that alone terrified her to no end.

Naruto watched with gleeful anticipation as Hinata gagged around his twitching length, her wide lavender eyes bulging in shock as the bulbous tip of his cock played with her sensitive uvula.

A low groan rumbled in his throat at the sight of her struggling—the helpless sounds she made only spurring him on.

"Aww, what's the matter?" The blonde demon cooed mockingly, tilting his head side to side, "Is this too much cock for you, angel?" He snickered, "Certainly not puny like your human lover's... huh?"

Hinata's eyes widened at the mention of her human lover, and she jolted upright.

But Naruto was quicker.

His clawed hand shot out to grab a fistful of her hair, fingers twisting tightly enough to keep her from going anywhere but down his cock.

She whimpered as he made her look up at him, her lashes wet with tears, her vision distorted by the blur they caused.

He scoffed.

"Those ears of yours just perk up at the sound of your human lover, don't they?" He growled, his voice thick with jealousy, "That's fine. Once I'm done with you, you won't even think of that pathetic human the same ever again. Heh, in fact, you won't even remember his name—he'll be nothing more than a forgotten memory, just as he should be."

Another tear slid down her cheek.

Hinata couldn't say a single word. Couldn't defend her poor human lover.

Her body was on autopilot, nothing more than a puppet on strings, forced to follow the commands given to her.

"Make me proud."

Those words echoed relentlessly in her head, a mantra she couldn't escape.

Her head moved with a frenzied desperation now, bobbing back and forth on Naruto's fat cock with wild, uncontrolled motions. Inch by agonizing inch, she forced the monstrous length down her throat, the wet sounds of her efforts filling the air with sloppy slurps and choked, muffled gags.

Tears streamed down her cheeks in rivulets, mingling with the tremors that wracked her body as her nose began to run. The sensation of Naruto's girth clogging her sinuses made it even harder to draw breath, her lungs burning with the need for air that refused to come.

Saliva dripped down in thick streams along the sides of his shaft, collecting at the edges and bubbling up beneath her chin before falling in steady drops onto her wobbly breasts, staining her skin and leaving her body as messy as her face.

She heard him snicker.

"Oh what a sight you are... gagging and drooling on my cock...that beautiful face all sullied." He snickered darkly, clearly relishing the sight of the mess that was Hinata.

She whimpered breathlessly.

Her throat felt raw, burning with every gasping inhale she tried to take with the thick intrusion blocking her airway. The stifling ache in her chest was relentless, yet she didn't stop.

She pressed on, driven by the twisted need to appease the dark, sadistic grin that was spreading wider and wider on the blonde demon's face.

"Oh that's it! Now, that's how you suck a cock!" He roared, his eyes trained on her as she gulped him down, deepthroating him seemingly effortlessly.

But beneath the surface, it was anything but.

Every gulp was a battle, every head bob a struggle that twisted inside her gut, leaving her feeling sick and hollow.

Deep, animalistic groans rumbled from Naruto's chest—the guttural sounds seeming to slither into Hinata's ears and swallow her eardrums whole, working further, seeping deep into her very being.

"I gotta admit, I'm not sure whether to be impressed or just fucking shocked." Another moan tore from him as his cock twitched down her throat—the tip pressing against the back of her mouth for a fleeting moment before withdrawing.

Naruto's abs tensed beneath his tattooed skin, rippling like chiseled stone as every muscle flexed and relaxed in sync with his heavy, ragged breaths.

"Taking cock like a true cumslut." His crimson eyes glinted with sadistic pleasure as he watched her please him, his hand tightening its grip in her hair, as if to force her deeper into the nightmarish role he wanted her to play.

"I knew you had it in ya, my dear!"

More tears fell, hot and unchecked, streaking down Hinata's cheeks as the weight of it all crushed her.

'I don't want to do this anymore.'' Hinata's body trembled, every inch of her revolting against the humiliating act, but she couldn't stop. She could feel Naruto's cock throbbing against the back of her throat now—hot and heavy with arousal.

She wanted to scream, to beg, but the only thing that came was a choking sob.

'Please, stop making me do this.' The thought echoed in her mind, a desperate plea that she knew would never reach him..

...until, to her horror, it did.

"Stop?" Naruto's gaze shifted, his eyes darkening with an intensity that froze Hinata to her core.

"Oh, my precious angel. I'm afraid your debt is far from repaid." He crooned, a note of possessive hunger in his voice as he gave her head a rough wag with the handful of hair tangled in his fist.

She moaned in pain around his shaft, more saliva dripping from the corners of her stretched lips. The sound was muffled by the invading flesh but still managed to vibrate against Naruto's shaft.

It was just what he needed, a purr of delight escaping his lips.

"And that means, you won't be stopping anytime soon." His words were wrapped in a chilling calmness, like a predator savoring the hunt, toying with its prey.

Hinata's body fell rigid, her breath seizing in her chest as though it had been stolen from her.

'How could he...' Her eyes widened in a mixture of shock and disbelief, her heart pounding violently in her ears.

'How could he hear her thoughts?' The truth hit her like a punch to the gut, a sickening realization that rippled through her entire being.

He could see inside her, hear every unspoken fear, every silent plea. It was as if her own mind was somehow...open to him now.

Exposed. Vulnerable.

The gravity of that truth overwhelmed her, leaving her trembling in a way she couldn't hide.

How long has he been listening?

How much of her had he already claimed, without her even realizing?

"Oh for fucks sake." Naruto hissed out.

Suddenly, Hinata's thoughts were cut short by Naruto's brutal intervention—his cock suddenly jerking out of her mouth with a wet pop that left her gasping for air.

His other hand shot out and sent a brutal slap across her cheek causing her to scream out, before wrapping around her throat. His clawed fingers dug into her skin with a searing pressure that stole the very breath she tried to take.

Within seconds, her face began to turn blue as she struggled to gasp for air.

His strength was immense.

Each pulse of his grip felt like it was crushing her windpipe, suffocating her as painful whimpers escaped from her constricted throat.

Her face was wrenched this way and that as he roughly shook her head, hair whipping back and forth, treating her like nothing more than a lifeless doll to be manhandled for his pleasure.

His crimson eyes glowed brighter.

"Get the fuck out of your head and focus."

His large hands gripped her, sending sharp waves of pain through Hinata's scalp as he yanked her closer, forcing her to meet his gaze with those wide, terrified eyes of hers.

He nodded towards her bent, trembling legs, "Lift yourself up... I want those legs spread wide for me." He leaned in closer, his breath hot against her ear, savoring the sound of her terrified whimpers.

"I want to see that sweet pussy of yours as I feed you my cock."

He released her abruptly, yanking her hair free in a tangled mess, leaving her shaken by the sudden increase in intensity. She whimpered as her body instinctively shifted, rising into a higher crouch, balancing on her feet. Her legs spread wide, exposing herself to the demon's toothy grin.

"Good girl." He hummed softly, giving a slight nod downward.

"Now, give that sad little clit some attention, will ya?" His grin stretched creepily.

"Rub it."

Her cheeks flushed a deep, fiery red, humiliation coursing through her at the command.

There it goes.

Yet another command that made her feel even more dirty, degraded.

These were intimacies she had only ever imagined doing for her human lover—tender, heartfelt moments born from pure, harmless love. It had always been innocent, always intimate gestures shared with affection and care.

But this...

This was a perversion of everything she held sacred, a level of depravity like no other. Every shameful, degrading act she endured with this demon was chipping away at her, piece by piece.

Her dignity.

Her purity.

Her sanity.

Everything.

It felt as though the very essence of who she was, the core of her identity, was being mocked as it was defiled and stripped away. She could feel it—an insidious taint spreading, corrupting everything she once thought was untouchable.

Her heart clenched painfully, but the ache deepened as she felt her body move, her hands acting almost involuntarily to obey the command that was given.

With a whimper, she reached down with her tainted hand between her parted thighs, her black-tipped fingers finding the sensitive nub of her clit.

Her humiliation skyrocketed as her fingers met dampness.

She was wet, soaking wet.

She met Naruto's gaze as she began to touch herself, her tainted fingers moving in slow, hesitant circles against her clit. The touch was gentle, almost tentative, but even so, a soft moan escaped her lips at the first sparks of pleasure that began to build.

"Harder. Faster."

Hinata obeyed immediately, pressing the pads of her fingers more firmly against her sensitive nub as she quickened the pace of her rubbing. Her hand moved in rapid, almost frantic circles between her thighs, the slick sounds of her arousal filling their keen ears in lewd, wet squelches.

The sudden pressure and speed hit her hard, sending a wave of pleasure straight to her core, building fast. It was intense, like a sledgehammer to the gut as she neared the edge of her climax.

'Cl-Climax?!?' Her breathing increased. 'No way, not yet.'

She shouldn't be feeling good from this.

But...

Her eyes fluttered, stumbling slightly on her feet, her thighs trembling with the effort of holding back. But it was clear she wouldn't be able to resist for much longer—the coil of tension inside her was too tight, the need for release too overwhelming.

Naruto's grin was a wicked slash of teeth, his cock twitching against her cheek as he watched Hinata's desperate attempts to pleasure herself.

He clearly approved of her little show.

"That's it, wake that naughty, fucking cunt up," Naruto growled, his voice a low, menacing rumble that caused her pussy to tingle in fear against her fingers, "I'm gonna have some fun with it shortly and I want it nice and ready for me."

Without warning, he grabbed a fistful of her hair and yanked her head up, just as he stepped himself forward, positioning himself right over her with his legs on either side of her hips. His wings unfurled wide, casting a vast shadow that enveloped her completely.

"But now, you and I have unfinished business, don't we?" He taunted, his eyes glinting down at her with sadistic amusement.

"Don't worry. I'll play nice, and help you out a bit."

He nodded at her lips.

"Open up."

She did as instructed, shakily opening her mouth again.

"Stick your tongue out."

She did that as well, stretching her tongue.

But as soon as she did, Naruto surprised her by thrusting his cock deep into her mouth. He used her head as leverage, pulling her forward with a brutal force that sent her nose slamming into the rigid muscle of his pelvis.

She was down to the base of him in no time, every hefty inch of his girth somehow finding its way deep into her throat with ease.

"Good girl," He praised gruffly, "Such a good girl."

Hinata's lavender eyes rolled back in their sockets, a high-pitched squeal of shock erupting from deep within her throat as she struggled to accommodate Naruto's size again, his heavy balls crashing against her chin.

"Nghh! Nghh!" Hinata cried out, her gag reflex triggered once more by the sheer magnitude of his cock stretching her throat to its limits.

Naruto let out a string of curses, some in his native tongue, before nodding down at Hinata with a look of dark approval.

"Keep rubbing that clit," He growled, his voice thick with lust, "Show me how much of a filthy little slut you've become for me."

Hinata didn't hesitate, her fingers keeping it's frantic pace against her sensitive, throbbing clit as Naruto began to thrust his hips down into her face. She hooked her hand around his thigh with her other hand to keep steady, her nails digging into his buttocks with all of her might.

But the pain only stirred him up even more.

Slap after slap echoed through the cave as his heavy balls smacked against her chin, each impact almost loud enough to drown out Hinata's muffled screams of pain and pleasure.

"Fuck yeah!" Naruto roared, his voice booming through the cave, bouncing off the damp, stone walls, "You like this, don't ya? Playing with that pussy while you have that tight throat of yours fucked, huh?"

Hinata could only manage a muffled"mmm!" in response, her voice barely audible over the sound of Naruto's heavy breathing and the obscene wet slapping of his balls against her.

"Ahh, I know you do," He snickered sadistically, "Good girls like you love this. To be mistreated. To be sullied. To be used."

His thick shaft plunged in and out of her open mouth with a wet, nasty plop each time, the force of his thrusts driving her petite body down into the ground again and again.

The relentless pounding of his cock against the back of her throat sent shockwaves rippling through Hinata's body, from the base of her skull to her trembling thighs, which flapped wildly as she struggled to stay upright.

Her lavender irises remained fixed on some distant point deep within her skull, the whites of her eyes visible as Naruto ravaged her throat, his hips snapping forward with brutal force. And it didn't help that her fingers played with her clit nonstop, the relentless stimulation sending sparks of pleasure shooting up her spine with every stroke.

The dual sensations brought on a pleasure unlike anything she had ever experienced—a searing, all-consuming heat that threatened to consume her, taint her.

You love this.

To be mistreated. Sullied. Used.

Show him how much of a filthy little slut you are.

Hinata's fingers moved faster, slick with her own arousal as she rubbed herself in time with Naruto's thrusts. She could feel the tension building inside her belly, coiling tighter and tighter like a spring ready to snap.

Naruto watched with gleeful satisfaction, his eyes drinking in every detail of Hinata's pleasure. He marveled at the sight of her fingers working her pretty pink clit, the way her glossy lavender eyes, once so pure and innocent, now seeming to shine with an adoration that bordered on worship as she accepted his cock.

A low, triumphant laugh rumbled in his chest, cruel and mocking. His arousal spiked at the sight of her this way, his cock throbbing harder against the back of her throat.

"Now that's the face I want to see!" He growled, his hooded crimson eyes rolling over Hinata's flushed features in appreciation, "Just what I fucking want."

He moaned in glee, "That's the look that shows your appreciation! How grateful you are to me!"

Hinata's response was a gruff, muffled groan, her lips stretching around Naruto's girth as more saliva bubbled forth. The excess drool slid down her chin yet again, coating her extended arm and spilling onto her heaving breasts, leaving a glistening trail in its wake.

It was all so...good.

The submission. The degradation. The humiliation. The shame.

She...loved it.

Playing with her own pussy, sucking cock, being watched, being used...

She loved it all.

A dark desire twisted inside Hinata like a serpent wrapping around her heart, its fangs sinking deep into her soul, pulling her deeper into the grip of the taint that marked her hand and face.

She couldn't explain it, didn't want to acknowledge it even to herself, but there was something undeniably intoxicating about being so thoroughly dominated by this monster above her.

By being treated so roughly, to have her throat used like this—unable to breathe, unable to stop gagging, and incapable of thinking about anything except him, his cock, the musky smell of him and his thickness bulging her out...it ignited a guilty pleasure within Hinata.

And soon enough, she felt her climax approaching, her pussy sullying the ground below her with its love juices.

Naruto noticed that almost immediately.

He chuckled, "Oh you naughty fucking girl. You're just begging for me to fuck the literal shit out of you, dripping that sweet arousal of yours all over my cave." He hummed appreciatively at her dazed state.

"Don't worry, I'll have a go at that pussy soon enough... but first..."

Suddenly, he did the unthinkable.

He quickened his pace.

He began to work his cock inside her throat at breakneck speed—a pace that surpassed human limitations. Hinata's eyes widened in shock as he slipped his cock in and out of her gullet at the speed of light—each brutal thrust threatening to tear her apart from the inside out. His groans grew louder, more animalistic, with his voice spitting out more words in his native tongue that scared her utterly shitless.

His hands forced her head back and forth so quickly and violently, she feared it might snap, her hair whipping about wildly, tangled and ruined.

Just when she thought she couldn't take it anymore, just as she thought she'd vomit, he slammed his hips forward and cupped her head close to his pelvis with a guttural roar.

Hinata's muffled cries morphed into a high-pitched wail as her long-awaited orgasm overwhelmed her, her body shaking and convulsing from the intensity of it. Her pussy spasmed uncontrollably, gushing out a flood of liquid arousal that splattered against the ground beneath her, leaving a sticky puddle behind.

"Mmm, this fucking throat is mine now." Naruto let out a dark, satisfied purr just before his climax hit, his muscled body tensing as he prepared to unleash his seed.

And then it came.

A torrent of hot, viscous liquid erupted from the tip of his cock and flooded Hinata's mouth in thick, pulsing loads.

He flung his head back, groaning in bliss.

"Oh fuck fuck fuck. Now, that's nice." He sighed deeply, his cock gurgling as he came.

"Real fucking nice."

The sensation was overwhelming, Naruto's cum coating her tongue and the inside of her cheeks as Hinata struggled to swallow the onslaught. But it was a losing battle—her throat simply couldn't hold all of it, and soon streaks of not white semen, but black began to drip from the corners of her mouth, trailing down her chin.

Hinata whimpered in horror as the black substance oozed and pooled around her, clinging to her skin like a dark, oily stain. It was everywhere—on her face, in her messy hair, running down her neck and chest in rivulets of shame.

His release seemed endless, a never-ending deluge of hot, viscous fluid that flooded Hinata's throat. She gurgled and choked on it, her eyes wide with panic as she struggled to contain the overwhelming amount of semen, to not pass out.

Finally, with a sickening snap, Naruto's grip on her head relaxed, his hands flinging her backward. The sudden movement sent a jolt of pain through her neck, but she barely registered it as her mouth was suddenly empty of him, the suction broken.

Strings of saliva and semen stretched between her lips and connected to the slathered mess on Naruto's shaft before finally breaking free, slipping on the cave floor with a wet, sickening splat.

Hinata was left with puffed cheeks of semen when he was finished, and she was utterly terrified to swallow it. If just a touch from Naruto could corrupt her so easily, she was absolutely horrified at the thought of what his seed might do if it entered her body.

No way...

She can't swallow it. She can't!

Just as that thought crossed her mind, a command was given—one she dreaded the most.

"Swallow it," Naruto hissed, sensing her holding back to do so, "Every fucking drop."

Hinata whimpered, more tears slipping down her cheeks as her body was forced to obey, to swallow the cum. Her throat muscles worked involuntarily to push the semen down into her stomach with a sickening lurch after each gulp.

The taste was vile—bitter and acrid like poison, but she fought through it, swallowing the thick cum in gulps until not a single drop remained on her tongue or lips.

The sensation of his seed sliding down her throat filled Hinata with a dread unlike no other. She could feel it coating the inside of her mouth and soon her stomach like dirty phlegm.

She wanted to gag and get it out of her, but instead, she swallowed it all and composed herself.

Looking up at Naruto, she saw him staring down at her, watching her every move like a hawk.

He narrowed his eyes, "Open your mouth. I want to see if it all went down."

She opened her mouth wide, and he peered inside, confirming she had swallowed it all.

He hummed, a satisfied smile on his face, "Mmm, how wonderful."

He licked his lips as he gazed down at Hinata's debased form sprawled limply on her knees beneath him, "You've served me well, getting me to cum like that." He reached down to give her head an affectionate pet, the gesture belied by the cruel gleam in his eyes.

"Your debt is paid, my sweet angel."

Hinata shuddered, mostly relieved.

"But don't think we're done here."

Hinata's relief vanished in a flash, replaced entirely by fear. Nothing but fear.

Shaking his head emphatically, Naruto snickered, showing off his engorged cock which still jutted proudly into the air above her—an obscene reminder of what was yet to come.

"No, the fun is just getting started, Hinata."

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Screams.

Hinata's shrill screams shattered the cavern's suffocating silence, echoing off the jagged stone walls and carrying her anguish miles into the endless void beyond.

This...was hell.

She was in hell.

Over and over again, the torment drove her further into the abyss, forcing her to confront what it truly meant to stand at the dark gates of despair.

To suffer.

To know the aching truth of wanting it all to end.

To want death, not as a release, but as a mercy.

"Please, no more! I beg of you!" Hinata cried out, her breath unsteady as she scrambled across the jagged, uneven floor of the cavern, hands and knees scraped raw by the sharp rocks beneath her.

But it was hopeless.

Clawed hands shot from the shadows, gripping her ankles and pulling her mercilessly across the cold, unforgiving stone. Her naked body crashed to the ground with a sickening thud, a scream of pure terror ripping from her lips as she was yanked backward once more.

"Now, where do you think you're going, huh?" He sneered.

And once again, the torment began anew.

Hinata never imagined sex could feel this way—so twisted, so violating, so horrifying. She had always thought of it as something sacred, a delicate act born of love and tenderness.

But this... this was anything but.

This was a nightmare, ripping apart everything she thought she knew, warping it into something grotesque that clawed through the depths of her very soul.

The way Naruto took her over and over again, claiming every inch of his cave as his own personal fuckscape, was a nonstop assault on her senses. There were no breaks, no respite from the relentless pounding of his cock inside her. It was brutal, relentless, all meant to push her past her breaking point, to shatter her completely.

Hinata's body ached, her muscles screaming for mercy as he used her like a flesh puppet, twisting her into any position he desired. One minute she was on her hands and knees, her face pressed against the cold stone floor as he mounted her from behind. The next, she was pinned against the cold, stone wall, his hands gripping her thighs as he fucked her so hard the wall cracked beneath them.

There was no softness, no care in the way he handled her. His touch was nothing like the warmth and tenderness she had once known with her human lover.

Each thrust was rough, each slap a painful mark of ownership, leaving bruises not just on her body, but on her very soul.

Her screams tore from her throat in a raw, unending wail as Naruto's massive cock invaded her pussy yet again. She found herself on the ground once more, but this time she was on her back, her legs spread wide, knees shoved against her ears.

Naruto pounded her relentlessly, savagely, the force of his thrusts rocking her entire body back and forth across the unyielding floor of the cavern. His animalistic growls, roars, and moans of pleasure echoed in her ears incessantly, slowly driving her to the brink of madness.

Her breath hitched hard with every impact of his hips against her own, the force of his thrusts sending a powerful jolt through her body that threatened to tear her apart at the seams. His hips were hard as steel, threatening to drive her very soul out of her body.

Her chest rose and fell with each labored breath she drew, the air sawing in and out of her lungs. Her vision swam, a blurred mess, as her tired eyes throbbed from the strain.

Each blink grew heavier than the last, a persistent ache spreading with every moment her eyes closed. But when they finally did shut, the suffocating darkness behind them seemed ready to pull her under, threatening to drag her back into the depths of unconsciousness...

...once more.

Her wings were spread out behind her, the tips curving around her naked body, their delicate feathers gathering dust and grime from the ground.

Her hair was a tangled heap, sticking to her sweat-slick skin in greasy strands. Her face, her body, was a complete mess—streaked with filth, a mixture of sticky, scorching black cum, her own love juices, saliva, dirt, and sweat clinging to her pale skin like a suffocating veil she couldn't escape.

Hinata looked like a wild animal that had been dragged through the mud, her once pristine appearance now reduced to something much more degraded, broken.

Purity...

What did that even mean anymore?

The very idea of it now felt almost ridiculous, like some old memory from a life that felt so far gone. It had once been hers, something she could touch and hold onto, but now? Her purity... was shattered—ripped to shreds by Naruto's clawed hands...

...by his mere touch.

The presence of it was everywhere now—the evidence of where he touched smeared across every inch of her once pristine skin like a blot of ink on a blank canvas.

The taint continued its relentless advance, extending its grip beyond her hand, face, and throat. It coiled around both her arms, slithering down her torso to envelop her right breast, stomach, hips, and thighs—including the one that bore his mark—and finally enveloped the curve of her ass, leaving no part untouched.

Hinata felt it now more than ever—Naruto's dark power thrumming just beneath her skin, sinking deep into her bones, and reaching into the very core of her being. It grew stronger with each passing second, a force biding its time, waiting to consume her whole.

The sensation was both terrifying and...exhilarating, a twisted pleasure that teetered dangerously close to pain. With each second, she could feel her sense of self slipping further away, replaced by a raw, primal hunger—one that only Naruto could satisfy.

"Gah! Gahh! Mmmph!" Her moans were strained, choked as she flailed like a lifeless doll as Naruto fucked her silly.

"Oh, what fun!" Naruto roared, slamming more inches of his scorching rod deep inside Hinata's pussy, so deep that her legs shook.

"Yes, what fun!!" His voice dripped with depraved glee as he continued to pound into her squelching core, each stroke sending fresh waves of ruthless pleasure crashing through her body.

"Reclaiming the thrill of pounding a pussy, oh, but not just any pussy." Naruto leaned in closer, his heated gaze boring into Hinata's hooded eyes, "But an angel's pussy," He cackled, his laughter echoing off the stone walls of the cave.

"And look at how obediently it takes every inch of me." He growled lewdly, his tone thick with satisfaction as he watched Hinata's swollen pussy slip open yet again to accommodate another deep thrust of his monstrous cock. Her puffy folds quivered against the sides of his veiny shaft, slick with her arousal and glistening in the hellish red glow of his cave.

His chiseled, tattooed body shimmered with a slick sheen of sweat, muscles rippling beneath his skin from the addictive pleasure rushing up his spine.

Overhead, his bat wings were spread wide, casting a dark shadow over Hinata's pitiful form. She looked so small and fragile pinned beneath him, a broken doll abandoned on the cold stone ground.

Her body trembled as she shook her head, desperately pleading, "N-Nghh! Pl-Please. Plea-!"

"What was that?" Naruto mocked, tilting his head as he leaned in closer to her, "I can't quite hear you over those beautiful screams of yours."

He chuckled at her incoherent babbling and strained groans, his amusement growing with each sound, "Aww, look at you. You look so cute, trembling like a leaf." He teased mockingly.

"That cock feels good, huh?"

"Yes! N-Naruto-sama—eek!"

Another thrust.

Another squeal.

"It feels good to truly be satisfied, doesn't it? To finally understand what it means to be fucked?" Naruto purred darkly, his voice a sinister caress as he gripped Hinata's inner thighs tighter before grounding deeper inside her.

His touch seared her once more, tendrils of smoke curling in the air.

Hinata writhed beneath him.

"Not by a pathetic fucking human, but me." His crimson eyes glowed possessively.

"Me. Me. Me. Only me."

Hinata's back arched off the ground, her body trembling as wave after wave of pleasure slammed into her with evrey crack of his hips, "Yes, yes, it f-feels so good when you f-fuck me—mph!" She let out a deep, choked groan as she felt herself being stretched to her absolute limits.

She still couldn't get used to it, her walls being stretched wider than they had ever been before.

It was intense, almost too much to bear.

"Mmm," Naruto licked his lips, reaching out to clutch her tainted breast tight, "I love it when you're so honest with me, Hinata." He moaned in approval.

"You deserve another reward."

Hinata's breath quickened, and she shook her head like a madwoman, her midnight blue hair whipping across her face.

"No reward! Please, no!" She pleaded, her voice raw and filled with desperation. Every fiber of her being recoiled at the thought of what Naruto's idea of a "reward" truly meant. She had come to dread those words, knowing they were a prelude to something far worse—a more savage punishment waiting just around the corner.

And once again, she was proven right.

Her body trembled uncontrollably beneath him as she felt his onslaught shift to something else within her.

Her womb.

Her womb was Naruto's main focus now, and he prodded into it relentlessly, refusing to leave until every inch of that sensitive tissue felt the full weight of his possession. His bulbous tip kissed her cervix before plunging deep into the secretive depths of her womb, his thick length reaching places she never even thought was possible.

Hinata gasped in pain from the sickening fullness, her stomach bulging obscenely as Naruto's massive length pressed through to tickle her belly button.

She hyperventilated, her body squirming desperately against the clawed hands that held her in place.

"Gahh! Too deep!!" Hinata screamed as if her very life was ending, "You're going to break it! You're going to break my—eek!!" Her lavender eyes crossed and her tongue shot out of her mouth as she felt Naruto give her a particularly deep thrust, only to surprise her once more with the rush of his cum busting deep inside her.

Her legs shook against the ground, toes curling tight.

He never warns her, always taking her by surprise with his releases.

She'd lost track of how many times he'd already emptied himself inside her, filling her to the brim with his thick, scalding seed. Each thrust now pushed more of his essence deeper, mixing with the previous loads until her womb was a churning, sloshing mess of his dark cum.

Hinata felt so full already, stuffed.

The blonde demon hovered over her, his wings spread wide as he continued to pump her up, grinding his cock against her cervix like he was trying to force even more of his seed into her already overstuffed womb.

Hinata's body flailed and thrashed beneath him, her hands scrabbling uselessly against the floor as she tried to escape the overwhelming sensation. But there was no escape, and no escape from her climax either.

Naruto's sadistic grin grew wider as he felt Hinata suddenly convulse, a torrent of her own release gushing out around his rock hard shaft.

"Ahh, aren't I nice, getting you to cum again," He groaned, his voice dripping with smug satisfaction.

"I believe I deserve a thank you."

His words were harsh, a cruel reminder of the power he held over her.

Hinata whimpered, throwing an arm over her eyes, desperate to catch a breath, desperate to cower away.

She's cum so much.

For what felt like once in forever, her body was truly exhausted, overwhelmed by the relentless assault of pleasure. Her releases didn't even feel good anymore, but painful, leaving her feeling dizzy, more disconnected from reality.

She didn't know how much more she could take of this.

But her thoughts were interrupted.

Suddenly, Naruto's clawed hand clamped around her wrists, the scorching grip sending a fresh surge of pain ripping through her, forcing a scream from her lips as he yanked them above her head.

His other hand shot to her face, delivering a sharp, stinging slap before clamping around her throat like a steel vice, pinning her helplessly to the ground.

"Hinataaa," Naruto sneered, his blonde hair trickling down across his face as he loomed over her pinned form, "I thought I told you to thank me." He emphasized each word with a sharp squeeze around her throat, making Hinata whimper and squirm futilely beneath him.

"Yes, yes, I'm sorry... I'm sorry for angering you, N-Naruto-sama." She gasped out, her legs squirming underneath the weight of his massive body. Despite the terror running through her veins, an unsettling warmth of pleasure still spread from where their bodies were connected—his presence pulsing within her like a dark, insistent heartbeat.

It made it hard for her to think, to think of nothing but how good it felt to have him inside her.

"Thank you, N-Naruto-sama." Hinata murmured, her voice barely a strained rasp, "Thank you for allowing me to cum, f-for fucking me with a cock as good as yours." Hinata's whispered words were like a melody to Naruto, her broken gratitude slipping from her lips.

She watched in slight horror as his expression shifted from displeasure to sadistic pleasure at her words in just a split second. The sight of her so completely broken, so fully surrendering to him, only stoked the fire of his twisted desire.

"Mmm, now that's my good girl." He leaned down and lightly pecked her lips, the warmth of his own making them burn, causing her to quickly press them together and suck on them to ease the sensation.

"You're starting to learn your place."

Hinata gasped for air when he finally released his grip on her throat, whimpering softly. But she couldn't suck in a breath of relief...

...not yet.

She watched as he stalked down, keeping her arms above her head, and to kiss along the curve of her navel. The moment his lips made contact, she felt a jolt of pleasure-pain shoot straight to her core.

She bit her lip, stifling another whimper.

Crimson eyes flicked up to meet hers as smoke curled into the air once more—sizzling marks left behind by his burning lips on every inch of skin they touched. Her eyes tracked him warily as he trailed his mouth upwards, each searing kiss like hot wax dripping onto her flesh.

Her breath caught in her throat as he kissed along the svelte curve of her abdominal muscles, then higher still, until his mouth closed around one of her sensitive nipples.

"N-Ngh!!" She whimpered, her nipple hardening in his mouth.

Naruto's serpentine tongue swirled around the hardened peak before sucking it deep into his hot, greedy mouth, his sharp teeth dangerously grazing it.

The sensation drew out another ragged gasp from Hinata's trembling lips as pleasure and pain mingled in a heady mix. She arched her back slightly, instinctively offering more of herself to him.

"Yes yes, please more," Hinata moaned breathlessly, "My breasts love your attention, Naruto-sama."

Hinata's words spilled out in a breathy moan as she lost herself in the sensations coursing through her body.

Her mind blanked... again.

It has been happening more and more lately. She wasn't aware of her actions or words, only driven by an intense craving for more pleasure. Moaning, she rocked her head back and forth as Naruto's mouth moved from one breast to the other.

He peered up at her as he sawed his sharp teeth back and forth along her pert nipple, watching as her breathing increased dramatically. The razor-sharp tips of his teeth grazed against her tender flesh, teasing the boundary between pleasure and pain—until Hinata let out a sharp gasp that made Naruto chuckle darkly before releasing the sensitive bud.

A quick slap to her breast sent it wobbling like crazy, making him grin in satisfaction, "Mmm, I can't get enough of this... playing with you," He hissed, his crimson eyes burning into hers.

"Playing with this beautiful fucking body of yours."

Sweat glistened on Hinata's skin from the relentless heat emanating from Naruto's body as he worked his way up towards her face. It was like being in proximity to an inferno—a forcefield of heat radiating off him that seemed capable of melting her flesh right off.

She found herself rocking her head away instinctively when those blazing crimson eyes met hers once more.

"Look at me."

She whimpered as her head instinctively rocked back to face him, her eyes locking onto his without her control. They were nearly nose to nose now, the heat radiating off Naruto making her head spin, her thoughts muddled.

His crimson gaze swept over her tainted features, taking in the marks of degradation that marred most of her face and body. His eyes trailed further, moving over her sweat-slicked skin, taking in the sated lust written plain on her flushed cheeks.

A cruel chuckle rumbled in his chest as Naruto leaned closer, his warm breath brushing against Hinata's ear. "Oh, how far you've fallen, angel," He purred, his voice thick with mock pity and dark amusement.

"I almost don't recognize you."

He savored the moment of her vulnerability, drinking in every detail of her debased state—the way she trembled beneath him, the desperate plea on her lips... it was intoxicating.

His eyes suddenly narrowed, though something still felt... off.

He tilted his head, a growl slipping from his throat, "There's still some of that pesky light inside you," He muttered, displeased, "I want to snuff it out, watch it disappear from your eyes until nothing's left but darkness." A wicked grin spread across his whiskered face, his sharp canines glinting.

"But me."

With a cruel smirk, Naruto released Hinata's wrists and seized her trembling legs. In a flash, her world spun as he twisted her body like a contorted pretzel in his grip. Hinata screamed as he forced her lower body to fold in on itself, her legs pushed back on either side of her head until her knees were touching her ears.

"Kyahh!!" She screamed, her wings fluttering against the stone floor in a frantic panic. She could see the underside of her thighs now, her pussy exposed and glistening in the hellish light.

"Now that's better." He knelt over her, pushing her legs down, "Hold those fucking legs down."

"Y-Yes, Naruto-sama," Hinata stammered, her voice trembling as she moved her arms to keep her legs pressed against the ground, doing her best to follow his command.

Naruto licked his lips, running a clawed hand through his spiky blonde hair, the tips brushing between the sharp black horns that crowned his head.

Hinata barely had time to adjust to her new position or catch a breath before Naruto's thick cock was plunging back into her depths once more, driving into the hilt with a single brutal thrust.

She came right on the spot.

In fact, she came multiple times.

With this new position, Hinata was able to witness the terrorizing invasion of Naruto's cock into her depths. The sheer size and girth squirming within her tight channel seemed monstrous—an aberration that defied nature's laws.

Her once pristine pussy was now a swollen, angry mess, the flesh puffy and bruised from the relentless assault of his cock. And yet, despite the pain, despite the degradation, Hinata found herself unable to look away. She watched, transfixed, as inch after inch of his thick cock disappeared into her tight channel, her bruised walls struggling to accommodate his girth.

"That's it," Naruto purred sadistically, his voice dripping with malice as he ground his hips against hers, rocking his legs and lowering himself against her folded body, "keep those pretty fucking eyes glued to that tight cunt, heh."

His eyes gleamed darker, "Watch me break it."

"Gahh, don't please! Please!!" She squealed out between ragged breaths. Her moans grew muffled when she felt three clawed fingers barge between her lips, filling her throat up.

"Shut the fuck up and fucking take it, ya dirty little whore." Naruto growled, forcing her to deepthroat his fingers which she gagged on almost immediately.

"Take my fucking cock."

He decided to increase his tempo then, pistoning his thick cock in and out of Hinata's abused pussy with ruthless efficiency.

Her stomach rippled as Naruto bent his legs and thrust deep, the outline of his monstrous shaft visible all the way up within her twisting intestines. His cock pushed out against her stretched belly like he was going to burst right through the other side.

It was terrifyingly intense.

A blood-curdling screech tore from Hinata's throat, the sound echoing through the cave like a banshee's wail. Her eyes fluttered to the back of her head, then back to her pussy in rapid succession, tears rolling down her face as she tried in vain to draw a breath between the relentless pounding of Naruto's cock, by his fingers lodged down her throat.

But it was no use.

She couldn't breathe.

It was as if he was trying to physically merge his body with hers, to bury himself so deep inside her that they would never be able to separate.

Her stomach muscles tightened as shockwave after shockwave rocked through her, grinding her entire body deeper into the ground. Her breasts wobbled powerfully, slapping against her torso, and adding to the loud slap of their hips clapping.

She felt like she was going to die.

The pleasure was a live wire coursing through her veins, short-circuiting her nervous system with every slam of Naruto's hips, each savage plunge wearing down her defenses until finally, with a cruel laugh, he drove her to yet another climax.

He slipped his hand out of her mouth to hear her screams.

"Gahh, I-I'm cumming!!!" Hinata's voice rose to a frantic wail as the pressure inside her finally reached its breaking point. Her body tensed up like a bowstring about to snap—every muscle coiled tight with impending release...

...until it happened.

The force of her orgasm caused her juices to gush out around their connected pelvises, shooting through the air to drench their entwined bodies.

Hinata covered her mouth, trying desperately to stifle the sounds of her pleasure, but it was no use.

"That's it, cum." Naruto mewled over her screams, "Cum like the filthy little whore you are."

He nodded down at her, his tail sliding along her right leg before clamping around it firmly.

"Say it. Say you're a filthy whore."

"I-I'm a filthy whore." Hinata stammered, her voice small and shaky.

But that wasn't enough for Naruto.

He wanted her to own it, to embrace her new role as his personal cum dump.

"Louder," He commanded, punctuating his words with a particularly deep thrust that drove the air from Hinata's lungs.

"I-I'm a f-filthy whore!" She stuttered out in fear.

He growled, still unsatisfied, "I want you to say it like you fucking mean it!"

"I'm a filthy whore!!!" Hinata screamed, the admission tearing from her throat like a gunshot.

But still, Naruto didn't relent, even when satisfied.

He snickered, "Good, now keep repeating it, until I cum in this pussy."

And she did.

"I'm a filthy whore! I'm a filthy whore! I'm a filthy whore!!"

Hinata was like a broken record, her voice hoarse and raw as she screamed over and over again, "I'm a filthy whore!" The words tumbled from her lips, mindless and meaningless, repeated like a mantra as every cell in her brain was pounded away by the relentless force of Naruto's cock.

Leaving only mush and gush behind.

And what made it worse was the stupid grin that broke across her face, a grotesque mockery of pleasure that twisted her once angelic features into something demonic and profane.

She laughed, a high-pitched, hysterical sound, all while grinning like an idiot as her mind was fucked out through her cunt.

Hinata's body convulsed and jerked beneath Naruto's as he continued to pound into her, the wet, obscene slap of flesh on flesh filling the air.

Her words grew faster and faster as Naruto increased his pace, matching the furious rhythm of his thrusts with her own desperate pleas. That is, until he suddenly lunged forward, driving his cock to the hilt inside her abused pussy with a guttural roar.

"Fuck!!"

Hinata's eyes widened in shock as she felt the familiar flood of Naruto's cum gushing into her, the force of it rocking her entire body back against the stone floor. His clawed hands rushed forth to grab her ankles, pressing them down beside her head firmly.

Hinata clenched her teeth as tightly as possible, so much so that she feared they might crack under the strain. Her body trembled violently, arching backward until she teetered on the very crown of her head, fully exposing the vulnerable length of her throat to Naruto.

She could feel his cum coating her walls, scalding her insides as he emptied himself inside her once again. His orgasm seemed to go on forever as he flooded her pussy walls with another helping of thick black semen, marking her as thoroughly claimed by him now in every possible way.

Her abused canal clenched around Naruto's cock in rhythmic spasms, milking him for every last drop until his balls were finally drained.

Her stomach bulged obscenely from the sheer volume of seed pumped into her. The heat from the semen coursing through inside her was unbearable now—like being submerged in a cauldron of molten lava that was boiling her alive.

But when it was finally over, he plunged himself out of her with a wet squelch—his thick cock sliding out of her abused pussy along with a gush of black semen that pooled on her convulsing stomach and thighs.

Hinata plummeted to the ground in a boneless heap as he tossed aside her limp legs, hair spilling over her face as she slipped back into unconsciousness.

Naruto strode over Hinata's supine form, rocking his hand back and forth along his pulsating cock. He towered over her, his wings spread wide as he looked down at her with a tilted head and a cruel smile.

And there she was...

...finally.

There was nothing left of the being she had once been—the pure, untouchable angel who had fought against him at every turn, clinging desperately to her virtue, resisting his every advance with trembling defiance.

That light, that fragility, was gone.

Now in her place, was nothing more than a broken, cum-soaked mess, reduced to an object for his pleasure, a receptacle for his seed.

But there was still something left to complete.

Naruto clicked his tongue, "Hmm, one more step." He muttered to himself darkly before proceeding to further defile Hinata's broken body.

With a dark grunt, he released another massive load all over her, coating every inch of her exposed skin in thick globs of his viscous semen. He made sure to cover every part of her, from the tips of her toes all the way up to the strands of hair framing her face.

Large globs of cum dripped down her body, pooling in the hollow of her throat, dribbling between the valley of her breasts. It even coated the delicate feathers of her wings, the once pristine white now matted down with streaks of Naruto's thick, black seed.

His cock was still erect, the angry red flesh pulsing as it drooled the last few drops of his seed onto Hinata's quivering body.

And after he was done, Naruto stepped back, admiring his handiwork with a sadistic grin, "Now that should do the trick." He whispered, his voice a soft, taunting murmur.

He crossed his arms and leaned back slightly, eyes gleaming with anticipation as he waited.

...and waited.

A grin of sadistic delight spread across Naruto's lips as he watched Hinata suddenly jerk awake with a loud gasp, as though she'd just been yanked from the brink of death itself.

Her wide eyes darted around wildly, confusion and panic overtaking her senses as she scrambled, her hands desperately trying to wipe away the thick, viscous substance clinging to her skin.

Hinata felt it then—the heat.

The heat rushed through her in waves, a burning pressure building from within. It crawled beneath her skin, pressing against her stomach, her ribs and even her mind. It clawed at her sanity, chipping away at her self-control.

"Ahh!" She screeched, her voice raw with panic.

"Something's wrong! Something's... gahhh!" Her breath became ragged as she crumpled over, forcing herself onto her hands and knees. The fire in her core flared violently, and she felt something crawl inside her, pressing against her flesh as though it were trying to escape.

It felt like something was about to rip its way out of her.

Pain surged in torrents as she screamed, frantically crawling, desperate to escape the feeling of her body turning against her.

Then, with a sickening rip, something tore through her flesh just beneath her white wings. Her breath hitched, a strangled gasp escaping her lips as she turned her head, only to freeze in horror.

There it was.

From beneath her pale skin, a new wing had emerged—its feathers black as night, unfurling like a shadowed omen against her backside.

"I can help you, save you, transform you. I can give you everything you've ever wanted."

Amidst her own screams, she could hear Naruto's voice, the words he had spoken to her before echoing in her mind.

"And in the end, I realized something."

She screamed once more, feeling the same excruciating pressure building along her spine, this time on the right side.

"You were meant for something more."

A second wing burst free from her back, dark and ominous, emerging beneath her remaining white wing just as the first had.

"To become something greater—powerful."

Another tear.

A fresh wave of agony ripped through her lower back, just above her tailbone, as something else forced its way free. A tail—long, sinuous, and writhing—emerged from beneath her skin, sending unbearable pain coursing through her body.

All she could do was scream.

The torment was relentless, an unyielding force determined to reshape her very being, twisting her into something new—something darker...

"Mine."

Frantically, Hinata turned her head, her eyes pleading for answers, only to meet Naruto's cold, indifferent gaze. He stood a few steps away, watching her with twisted satisfaction, a mocking glint in his eyes.

"Wh-What's happening?!" She screamed, her voice breaking with fear and desperation.

"What's happening to me!?!"

Naruto chuckled darkly, the sound rolling from his throat like thunder, "You're accepting my ultimate gift, Hinata," He said smoothly.

"You're being reborn." His gaze shifted, darkening with a hint of something more sinister. Shaking his head, he spoke again, voice full of eerie finality.

"Don't resist it, my love." He bowed his head slightly, extending his hands wide.

"The time has come."

"No, no!" Hinata sobbed in agony, "You can't do this to me! You can't!!!"

"Shh, shh," He crooned, shaking his head.

"It'll all be over soon, my dear."

The blonde demon's eyes narrowed as he watched her sob and thrash before him, her once delicate body now twisting and contorting in a grotesque parody of itself.

The searing pain ripped through her again, and Hinata let out an inhuman howl of agony as her fingers contorted, sharp claws bursting from her nails and ripping through the flesh like razorblades.

Her gums burned as her teeth grew longer, sharper, a savage grin splitting her face and twisting it into something monstrous. Hinata could feel the changes overtaking her body, could feel her very humanity, her selflessness, everything that made her who she was slipping away like sand through an hourglass.

It was horrifying, the realization that she was losing herself, morphing into something dark and twisted beyond recognition.

And there was nothing she could do to stop it.

With a guttural cry, Hinata felt something twist inside her skull, and she clawed at her head, her eyes rolling back as a pair of black, twisted horns sprouted from her head, the dark tips scraping painfully against her hairline. Dark smoke spiraled above her, thick and misty, twisting into a toxic cloud before solidifying above her head into the shape of a jet-black halo, hanging like a corrupted crown.

Naruto watched with dark delight as Hinata's body transformed before his eyes, shedding the last vestiges of her purity like an old snake shedding its skin. Slowly but surely, becoming dark, twisted, a creature born of shadow and sin.

Just. Like. Him.

He drew nearer, and with each step he took, her cries grew quieter, the light in her once-vibrant eyes slowly fading.

By the time he stood directly before her, her sobs had ceased altogether.

Silenced.

Hushed.

"Oh yes." Naruto let out a thrilled moan once he witnessed Hinata lift her head, only to reveal jet-black eyes with only the faintest traces of lavender left in their depths. A wicked grin spread across her face as she met his gaze, her razor-sharp smile a sinister mirror of his own.

Naruto reached out and cupped Hinata's cheek with a low, drawn-out moan, satisfied to see that his touch no longer burned her.

Not anymore.

"Mmm, now there's my girl," He purred, his voice like warm honey coated in poison.

His thumb traced over her lower lip and drew it down in a mockery of her once sweet smile.

"My masterpiece," He whispered, crimson eyes roving over her transformed figure, marveling at what he created.

"The Queen of Iniquity."

"The Harbinger of Despair."

"Shikkoku no Tenshi—The Dark Angel."

Hinata hummed at his words, savoring the sound of her new titles as a wicked smirk curved her lips—a look so alluring it made Naruto's heart skip a beat in his chest.

"Yes, here I am, Naruto-sama," She purred, her voice dripping with feigned sweetness. She rolled her hips from side to side, her serpentine tail swaying through the air in tandem.

The four wings sprouting from her back fluttered behind her, her body quivering and twitching as though streaks of electricity were forever racing beneath her skin.

She was a demon and an angel all at once, a twisted abomination, fueled to the brim by his power.

The first of her kind.

Naruto clasped her hand and drew her to her feet, "Rise, my dark angel." He hummed, a slow, prideful grin slipping across his lips.

"I want to take a good look at you."

Hinata gave a soft, mischievous laugh, rolling her shoulders so her wings fluttered behind her, "By all means, Naruto-sama," She purred, her hands drifting to her breasts with a suggestive shake.

"Look at me—look at this body you've bestowed upon me."

She let her fingertips glide slowly down her figure, all the way past her stomach, her tail swaying lightly at her back. Biting her lip in a show of sensual delight, she added, "Look at the power coursing through my veins."

A soft moan escaped her as she rocked her head back, her speckled black and lavender eyes gleaming, "I want you to see me like this. Admire every part of me, just as you've made me."

Naruto licked his lips, releasing a low murmur, "Mmm, baby."

He began to circle around her, just as he did before.

His eyes were ravenous as they drank in every inch of her transformed body. His clawed fingers trailed over her skin, now a deep, dusky gray that seemed to absorb the any and all light around her.

He ran his fingers across her white wings, then her black wings, both twitching before him, putting on a show.

He even wrapped his hand around her swaying tail and gave it a sensual yank, humming as he heard her moan.

He came to a stop in front of her once more, a slow, wicked smile spreading across his whiskered face.

"You're so beautiful like this," Naruto murmured, his clawed fingers ghosting over the spiraling horns that had burst from her skull.

"Perfect, even."

Naruto cackled, slipping his hand back down to cup her jaw.

"This is who you were meant to be, Hinata," Naruto murmured, "A queen, ruling by my side forever."

He shook his head emphatically, gaze locked on hers, "I will never turn my back on you, never cast you aside," He vowed, his crimson eyes blazing with conviction, "From this day forward, you are mine and mine alone—and I swear, nothing in this world could ever make me let you go."

He shook his head once more, "Never."

Hinata let out a soft hum of satisfaction, leaning into his palm just as he yanked her into a fierce kiss. They kissed each other with desperate hunger, as if starved for affection, not caring about the mess they were making—how sloppy the kiss became or how saliva dripped between them.

No, neither of them cared.

Their tongues darted out, intertwining and tangling together in a relentless, heated battle for dominance.

Naruto groaned, utterly intoxicated by Hinata's aggression. There was no hesitation, no trace of the innocent being she once was—only raw, unrestrained hunger.

She devoured his tongue with a desperate, filthy eagerness, as if she wanted to consume him entirely, to pull him deeper into her and never let go. Each move of her head and tongue was wild, greedy, and dripping with unapologetic desire, and he reveled in every second of it.

Soon enough, he pulled back with a satisfied hum, a thin strand of saliva still connecting their tongues.

His grip tightened as he forced her head up roughly by the chin, grinning when Hinata responded with a deep, approving moan.

"Now, what do you say to your master for making you anew? For recreating you, hm?"

Hinata immediately dropped to her knees, bowing low before him. Pressing her face to the cold stone, she dragged her cheek against the rough surface, prostrating herself before her Creator.

"Thank you, Naruto-sama," She declared with unwavering pride, "I am nothing without you. Everything I am, everything I will ever be, belongs to you." Her voice was muffled against the ground, but the devotion in her tone was unmistakable. Slowly, she lifted her head just enough to peer up at him from beneath her lashes.

"I exist only to serve you, Naruto-sama."

A wicked grin spread across the blonde demon's face, his crimson eyes gleaming with triumph.

He groaned in pure satisfaction.

This is good. Very good.

His plan had finally come to fruition.

"Mmm, that's music to my ears, Hinata," Naruto moaned, extending his hand toward her.

"Now, how about we get the hell out of here, hm?"

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The End

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A.N. 

Not gonna lie, I had some mixed emotions while writing this one, haha. Sometimes, I wonder if I go too far, but at this point, it seems like I just can't help myself from traumatizing you guys. 

Lmao, y'all already know how I roll.

I just can't resist the urge to dive into dark content—and, of course, with that, writing a crazy-ass Naruto. It's like second nature at this point.

With this, I wanted to dive into a darker, grittier world with an even bleaker, unhappy ending. Most of my one-shots, as far as I can recall, tend to wrap up on a somewhat positive note, so I figured it was time to shake things up. Push the boundaries, and deliver something completely different.

As I always strive to, of course. 

I wanted to reimagine Hinata—less of the pure, angelic figure you're used to. Instead, I wanted to explore a corrupted and utterly terrifying version of her, one that leaves a lasting impression.

I wanted her to be scarier, someone who embodies the kind of darkness that lingers and haunts you long after the story ends. I aimed to create an ending you wouldn't see coming, one that leaves an imprint you can't shake.

Let me know if I did a good job or not. I wanna know your thoughts on this one. 

I also chose to keep the identity of the human lover ambiguous because I felt specifying them would take away from the weight of Hinata's tragedy.

The real impact wasn't in who she loved, but in the sheer devastation of her loving a human at all—only for that love to be crushed beneath the weight of what she became. If the human had a clear identity, it might have softened the blow of her fate, making it less haunting.

That said, I did play around with the idea of choosing someone specific, but in the end, I decided against it. If I had, though, I wanted it to be someone unexpected—definitely not the obvious choice when it comes to Hinata. 

Any guesses on who it might have been?

Anywho, Despair is done—next up is Greed.

This will be the final vice my sister (@naeverse) and I tackle for this past event, and once that’s wrapped up, we’ll be done… for now.

In the meantime, don't forget to vote, comment/ share your thoughts—I'd love to hear them! Hopefully, I'll be back soon with the final one-shot to close it all out.

And seriously, thanks for having the stomach to get through this one, haha!

Take care!

- Powerful_Niya