Chapter Text
The Hokage's short stories: Chapter one.
Personal assistant.
“Yamanaka” The cold, firm voice of her boss sent shivers down her spine. “Come in.”
Ino closed the door behind her and bowed at him. He was, -as usual-, drowned in work. Piles of documents and paperwork were stacked over his desk. Normally he'd had a couple of shadow clones to work on them to speed his work, but for some reason that evening he didn't.
She mumbled a soft greeting that he didn't listen to, or he just ignored. He was busy, too busy, and judging the serious semblance in his face and his death stare, the document he worked on was very important.
“You are late.” He stated, not even bothering to look up from the document he was signing. “I called you here five minutes ago.”
Ino's heart missed a beat. She sighed softly and bowed a second time.
“I'm s-sorry, Hokage-sama. Shizune needed my help at the mission assignment department. We have so many new genin teams this year th-”
“I don't want to hear your excuses.”
Again, Ino sighed and mumbled an apology. She felt her palms get sweaty, and for a few seconds she was afraid of her safety. Being alone with the Hokage always made her feel uncomfortable, despite knowing him for a long, long time.
Ino stood straight and looked at him, this time her Hokage had stopped working the document in his desk and was gracing her with his deep gaze. She lost herself in his blue eyes, as she usually did. It was hard to already be in the same room alone with him, let alone meet his gaze.
But she tried, at the best of her shinobi abilities, to maintain a straight gaze and look at her superior -and the ruler of Konoha-, right in his eyes.
She held her breath, and her heart missed a beat.
The thought about their younger years flashed through Ino's mind. It felt surreal that somehow, more than a decade ago, they had been equals. She still had some memories of her childhood and time at the academy -the constant wars and conflicts the village had as she grew up quickly erased almost all of them-, she still had memories of the young blond kid that dressed in an orange jumpsuit and pranked every single adult in the entire village, just to get a few seconds of their attention.
Ino had been annoyed at that kid, she’d been mean to that kid. The kid that had once been the shortest and weakest of the pack had now become the tallest man of their generation and the strongest man in the world.
No, he wasn't just a man anymore. He was a demigod, the descendant of the shinobi god himself.
Fate and destiny worked in mysterious and incredible ways.
Ino had seen his rise through the shinobi ranks in record time. At sixteen he became the strongest shinobi in the entire village. At seventeen he became the strongest shinobi in the entire world -and existence-. He united the world, led the Shinobi allied forces to war against Akatsuki. Beat Uchiha Madara, Uchiha Obito, Uchiha Sasuke, and even fought and beat the Rabbit goddess Kaguya Otsutsuki.
At twenty he became the youngest Hokage in history, and it was thanks to him that now the world was at peace, or as close to peace as it had ever been.
His rise to the top had been epic, the stuff only seen and read in legend, but most of all, it was worth it. He'd earn his place at the very top of the world. He had busted his ass and fought for everything he achieved in life.
“When I call for you, you immediately come here. There are no ifs, no buts. I call for you, you come. Is it too hard to understand?”
Ino blushed. It felt as if she was a small child again, being scolded after getting caught with her hand right in the cookie-jar by her daddy. But she wasn't a child anymore.
Just like him, she'd also grown and raised through the shinobi ranks in her own way. Like a bud that blossomed into the most beautiful of flowers, Ino had grown from a cute fashion little diva into a gorgeous, sensual and skillful kunoichi.
“I-I'm s-sorry, Hokage-sama…”
She immediately apologized and bowed down at her Hokage. She could feel her face already slightly flushed. He was right, and it embarrassed her. She should have told Shizune that she'd help her later, that her Hokage had called for her. But her coworker had been in need of help, the mission assignment department had been full with new genin teams asking for their first missions.
There were so many graduates that year, Ino -and everyone in the shinobi forces- were proud of them. This could pretty much be a golden generation, maybe not in the level of her own generation, but pretty good regardless.
Her Hokage was aware of that, which was why he was so adamant in Konoha hosting the two Chunin exams of the year. He wanted every single hidden village -even the smaller ones-, to partake in this event, and show all of them that despite the times of peace, Konoha was still the strongest hidden village in the world.
She knew that, because it had been Ino's job to write -and send-, most of the invitation letters to the other Kages. It filled her spirit and chest with pride to know that her Hokage trusted her so much to speak on his behalf to the rulers of the most important villages in the world.
The voice of her Hokage suddenly caught her attention and made her realize that they'd been in silence for a few seconds at least.
“It's fine… Now please come, I need to show you something.”
Ino gulped and walked closer to him. Her high-heels clanked against the office's floor with each step she took. The walk was a couple of steps at max, yet under the deep, intense gaze of her Hokage, it felt painfully long.
She almost tripped with her own feet. Ino was a professional when it came to sensuality and walking in high-heels. She took pride in her silhouette and in the way she would sway her wide hips and claim the attention of every single person that saw her walk by. Yet under the intense gaze of her Hokage, all her confidence evaporated.
It was worse when he looked up and down at her body, just as he was doing right then. His blue eyes were as cold and deep as ever, yet at the same time he ate her up with his gaze, from head to toes.
Ino blushed slightly and -for the first time in her entire life-, she was somewhat regretful of her choice of clothes. She had always been a daring, sensual woman. She was proud of her looks and beauty and she loved to show her body as much as she could. It was also one of her weapons, since most people tended to underestimate her just for her looks.
But that day, under the gaze of her Hokage, she felt exposed. Ino felt naked. The long-sleeved purple shirt she wore now suddenly felt two sizes too small and had a deep, revealing cleavage that left almost half of her bountiful breasts exposed.
The black skirt she wore also now felt two sizes too short, to the fact that with any sudden movement her skirt rose and she had to quickly pull it down before flashing her butt to any lucky man stealing glances of her rear.
Her Hokage could have been one of those lucky men, because he didn't stop staring at her body. Ino blushed, and looked to one side. As much as she was used -and as much as she liked-, being the center of attention and having every single male lust after her, having her Hokage staring at her made her uneasy.
Yet her core tingled and her legs shook slightly.
“I get why Shizune needed your help at the mission desk… This last generation of Gennin is magnificent. True prodigies. We need to thank Tenten for the magnificent work she's been doing at the academy.”
“Yes… Yes you are right, Hokage-sama… This year's Gennin are prodigies. A true golden generation.”
Ino fidgeted in place. She scoffed and for some reason felt unease at the sudden naming of her former classmate Tenten. The former member of team Guy was now the director of Konoha's academy. Despite her civilian background, she'd grown to be a capable Jonin. One of Konoha's finest.
Ino frowned. She didn't feel jealous at Tenten's success. She was -more than- happy with her position as the Hokage's assistant. Yet the praises he gave the Director of Konoha's academy made her stomach twist. She wondered why.
“Do you recognize what this is?”
Ino stood in front of her Hokage's desk and looked at him, despite how intimidating his blue eyes were. He pointed at one of the many documents laying on the desk, and it didn't take her too long to recognize her own handwriting, nor to who it was signed for.
“That is…” Ino gulped, . “Yes. That is the letter I wrote for Raikage-sama inviting Kumogakure to participate in this year's Chunin exams, Hokage-sama… ”
He placed his hand on top of the document, and Ino couldn't help but imagine herself being choked by them. He had a big, rough pair of hands; thick skin built from countless hours, days, weeks, months and years training and busting his ass off.
His hands -as well as most of his body-, covered in scars from battle after battle to the death with the most powerful and terrifying foes the world had ever seen. Ino's hand moved to her bountiful chest, and she held her breath. She imagined, no, she remembered how his hand felt around her neck, gripping her throat.
She gasped, but tried to keep her face stoic.
“Exactly.” He said. “From all the letters I made you write, this is by far the most important. I should not remind just how fractious our relationship with them has been, despite the war and the world peace treaty.”
Ino nodded. Indeed, the Kumogakure people -the Raikage in particular- were hard headed, vocal and very passionate. They weren't the kind to simply forgive and forget -in fact, she didn't believe those words were in their vocabulary at all-.
They were probably closer to being enemies than allies, to be honest, despite the strong friendship her Hokage shared with Kumo's Jinchuriki. They didn't forget about the war crimes Obito Uchiha, Sasuke Uchiha, Orochimaru and even Madara Uchiha committed against the world and their people in particular, so that was the main reason their relationship was rocky and tense at best.
Not that she was afraid of any potential conflict. If war did break out between the two villages, she was sure her Hokage could take on all of Kumo's forces alone, without even breaking a sweat.
He was just that damn strong.
“Yes Hokage-sama, I know how important this letter is to the future plans of the village... ”It took her a couple of seconds to find the perfect words to answer her Hokage. She always did everything perfect around him.
That's how he liked it.
And that was why her face dropped as she saw a glimpse of disappointment shade in his deep blue eyes.
Her Hokage looked at her and tapped his fingers on the document, signaling one line of the letter she wrote herself in particular.
“Then you can imagine my surprise when I read this document before sending it and found out that you made a typing mistake.”
Ino gulped. Her shoulders sank and a shiver ran down her spine. She leaned forward -not caring how her breasts bounced in her shirt or how much cleavage she flashed at her Hokage-, and read the specific line seventh-sama had pointed out.
Fuck. She said to herself. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.
He was right. Ino had misspelled a word.
For the first time in a long, long time, Ino was left out of words. She didn't have an excuse, and even if she did have one, her Hokage wouldn't accept it. Everytime she wrote a letter in his name, she was speaking on his behalf. She represented her Hokage. His position as the ruler of Konohagakure and the honor and pride of the village.
There was no room for mistakes. Failing was not an option.
And yet she'd misspelled a word. Guilt and shame washed her over.
“You were the one that asked me, that begged me to hire you as my personal secretary.” He said, his voice as sharp as a kunai and as cold as an iceberg. “Have you forgotten, Yamanaka Ino?”
Ino sheepishly looked at her feet like a silly child. Her cheeks flushed and she felt how her palms turned sweatier and sweatier with each second. Her heart beat faster as her mind was flashed of images from her last birthday and her face got redder and redder.
Of course she remembered.
How can I forget about our first time together?
How can I forget how you made me submit to you and fucked me until I lost my conscious?
Her hands -again-, rested near her bountiful chest as it heaved up and down. She looked at her Hokage and shivered as she noticed just how intense his stare was.
“As easy as I hired you, I can replace you, Ino.”
“No!” She hastened to answer. “Please don't! I'm sorry, Seventh-sama! It's n-not going to happen again.”
There was as much fear in her words as there was truth in his. He could replace her immediately with the slightest move of his finger and get her ass back at the Torture and Interrogation force department. She didn't want that. Ino wouldn't change her special position as the Hokage's special secretary for anything in the world.
Being closer to her Hokage was everything she wanted. Her legs squirmed despite her fear when she noticed the switch in her Hokage's gaze. His big blue eyes shone with fire as he stopped just looking at her face and now ate her body with his stare.
He wasn't subtle about it, nor that he needed to be. Ino trembled under his sudden feral gaze. She was in the spotlight, under the feral eyes of the strongest, most handsome man in the entire world. Under his eyes she'd transformed from just being her secretary to his next prey.
Her unoccupied hand went to her mouth and she bit one of her long, sculptured nails. Her plump, pouty lips were highlighted with deep, purple lipstick -His favorite, according to his wife-, and a soft, pink shade adorned her cheeks.
“Lay on my lap.” He said, after a full minute of silence.
“E-excuse me?”
Despite his feral, warmer gaze, his semblance was still as cold and serious as ever, and so was his voice. Ino was taken back from his words. They had never done anything in the Hokage office. Her Hokage took his work and position very seriously, and he was probably -despite what his previous reputation said about him- the most professional Kage the village had ever had.
“I said come lay on my lap.” He repeated, this time his voice louder than before “Ino. I'm not going to rape you. Come here. Now.”
Ino's face lit up like a fireplace, and her body heated up as well. She looked shocked at him, his gaze suddenly became alive, like a hungry fox. It took her legs a few seconds to respond, but at last she -painfully slowly-, walked around the desk and towards her Hokage.
The blonde beauty put an extra sway to her hips subconsciously. Her ass shook slightly with each step, and she took pride in how much hunger she felt in her Hokage's eyes.
Ino was still afraid, terrified to be alone with him, and his gaze was as heavy on her body as had ever been.
Yet at the same time she loved to get his attention. She loved to be near him.
She could be pretty much on the verge of losing her job, and yet here she was, enticing the beast.
Ino loved to poke at the mighty fox, and she loved even more to get burned.
She threw herself on top of her Hokage and grabbed the armrest of his chair with both hands, resting both of her big, round breasts on top of them. She kicked both of her long, creamy legs in the air, still wearing her high heels.
Immediately Ino felt the air breeze up her skirt and through her thighs, and her blush deepened. She was sure her Hokage could see -and was seeing-, her underwear. She had chosen a really bad day to wear her most skimpiest, sexiest black thong.
Or a really good one, depending on the perspective.
“I don't understand, if we both agreed that this generation is a golden one, then why did you fucked up so bad? We need Kumo to be here… You've been a terrible secretary today, Yamanaka.”
Again, there was a voice in her, a tiny, soft voice that came from her survivalism senses that told her to run. She felt that rush of fear and adrenaline creep down her neck and across her spine. She was with her back turned to the most powerful man alive, laying on his lap.
Yet, there was another voice in her, another part in her soul that felt so alive and warm, as if she was in the eye of a fire storm. All from just laying on her Hokage's lap.
His tone of voice also did nothing to soothe that feeling, and neither did the creeping hand that brushed against her rear ever so slightly.
“I'm s-sorry Hokage-sama… I must have been in a h-hurry when I-I wrote it… There are no excuses for my mistake… I promise this will never happen again.”
Her usual cheerful and confident tone had completely morphed into a soft, sweet, fearful whisper, her voice no longer vibrant and full of life.
“That is what you said last time, Yamanaka. Do you remember?”
Ino's pretty face was melting with embarrassment.
She did remember. Was he joking with her?
How could she possibly forget about it?
They had almost been caught in the hallways outside his office. Almost. It had been too long since the last time for Ino. She bit her lip.
Too fucking long.
“You are trembling.” He said.
Ino gasped and closed her eyes.
She was, indeed she was.
Why did he have to bring it up?
She had been shivering since before she entered the Hokage's office. She always shivered when she was near him.
Hell, she wasn't just trembling. Her core was lit up. She was already soaking wet. But it was all natural to her, it was how her body reacted to his presence.
Especially knowing how well their particular… relationship had developed in the last couple of months.
There wasn't a single time of the day in which she didn't think about her Hokage. Even when she was with her husband.
Especially when she was with her husband.
“Are you afraid of me, Ino?” He asked her. “Are you afraid that I may hurt you? Are you, perhaps, afraid that I may rape you?”
She was. Ino was terrified of him.
He could kill her without even lifting a finger. He could whip the entire village out of existence with just the slightest of thoughts.
Her Hokage was scary, and she was terrified.
But it wasn't just fear for the sake of fear. No. It was fear that came from the respect she had of him. And it wasn't just fear she felt for him. Oh, no, there was more, so much more.
Respect, admiration, devotion. Hunger, obsession, lust.
Oh, how she lusted for her Hokage. How she craved for her Hokage.
She wasn't afraid of him raping her, because everytime they'd had intercourse together she'd been just too quick and eager to spread her legs for him like a mindless slut.
Ino gasped as his hand now rested firmly in one of her thighs, mere inches away from her crotch.
Her pouty lips suddenly watered just like her lower labia.
“You know… There is a part of me that thinks that you just want to mess with me.” He said, his voice deep like a dry leaf. “That you purposely fuck things up in your job because you just like to be punished.”
This time Ino couldn't help but moan as her skirt was lifted and her thong-clad ass completely exposed. His hand gripped her thigh, hard, so hard it felt as if he was trying to tear her flesh apart.
“Each day dressing sluttier and sluttier. Are you perhaps jealous of my other sluts? Have I not been giving you enough attention?”
Inos heart sank as she groaned. She remembered their first time together. How wrong and at the same time right she felt on his arms as he fucked her right in the backyard while her husband entertained the guests of her birthday party inside their home.
That night he'd fucked her into oblivion. He'd fucked and came inside her many many times, making her touch the sky with her hands and raise above the clouds with a wave of pleasure that shed never, ever felt before.
Ino had been desired, lusted. She'd felt like the prettiest bitch in the entire country. The luckiest woman alive. Getting the attention and time of the sexiest, most powerful, handsome man in existence.
At one point she'd been silly enough to believe that she was his only one -apart from his wife, Hinata Hyuga-. That she was his only mistress.
That their affair was something special, hidden, magnificent.
How fucking naive and stupid she'd been.
It had been her Hokage's wife, Uzumaki Hinata, the one who'd broken the news to her with a pristine smile on her beautiful face.
“That bikini looks so good on you, Ino! I get why my husband wanted to keep you around. You are so sexy and beautiful!”
Ino almost fainted inside the pool that day. It was a Saturday, Hinata had invited her over to hang out with her and she'd accepted. It was weird -and she was embarrassed to admit it-, but Hinata was probably her closest girl friend, besides Temari, since the war ended.
And she was having an affair with her husband. Ino wanted the earth to open up below her feet and just swallow her. A few tears fell from her eyes and she apologized to her best friend for screwing with her husband behind her back. She cried, lowered her head and begged for forgiveness a million times.
Ino Yamanaka had been ready to receive at least a fatal blow from her best friend. It was what -in her mind-, she deserved. Hinata just laughed.
She fucking laughed.
Hinata chuckled, before dropping the bombshell to her.
“Oh, how innocent you are, Ino! I was the one that let my husband fuck you at your birthday a few months ago… He always asks for permission before conquering new whores!”
SPANK!
“Mwahm!”
A hard, burning spank from her Hokage brought her back to reality. The blonde beauty was used to getting spanked. It was how he always punished her. Yet this time he hit her way, way harder than usual. So much harder that it drew a slight moan from her
SPANK!
Again, he spanked her, and again, she moaned. Ino shook slightly as his palm came in contact with her ass. He grabbed her butt firmly, two fingers hooked with her skimpy black thong. He liked it. He didn't say anything about her underwear, but she knew he liked it.
“T-thanks sir!”
SPANK!
“You forgot to count.”
“I'm sorry s-sir! Three, thanks sir!”
SPANK!
“Four! Thanks, sir.”
SPANK!
“Five! T-thanks, sir.”
SPANK!
“Six! Thanks, sir.”
SPANK!
“S-seven! T-thanks, sir.”
SPANK!
“E-eight! Thanks, sir.”
SPANK!
Just like it he kept spanking her beautiful soft butt, and like a good girl she thanked him and counted each and every single one of the hits she received. He continued to spank her soft bubble butt until it turned red and his handprints were marked on her.
Her upper body shook completely and her lower lips trembled, yet she managed to not move her legs the entire time. Her core was on fire, so much that she was sure her fluids had dripped through her underwear to his pants, yet she didn't say anything about it.
Ino could feel his manhood poking at her through his pants, hard and alive. Her cheeks burned and heart beat faster. Ino gulped and closed her eyes. Yet again, she didn't say anything about it.
“You didn't even flinch this time, I'm proud of you.”
Her chest was filled with pride as he said those words. His hand rubbed her thighs and caressed her bruised, red butt. Ino took much pride in her body, she'd always had a killer body, blessed with genetics and built on days and nights of military training, special diets and much more.
She had the beauty of a princess and the body of a she-devil, and he loved that of her. Ino knew it.
He moved her wet thong aside and immediately slid one finger inside her pussy. Ino moaned. His thick finger was enough to make her kick her legs and utter a cry from pleasure. He grunted something, yet Ino couldn't hear it, she was focused on the finger hooked inside her core, rubbing her most sensitive, sweetest spot.
He played her like an instrument, it was something that she'd never understood about him yet loved and appreciated so, so much. Her husband had countless nights to find it and never did, yet this beautiful beast was able to find it immediately, and just with one of his thick, manly fingers.
At this point Ino wasn't sorry for cheating on her husband anymore. He wasn't a good husband, let alone a man. He was a nice friend, a good teammate to have at home, but he didn't take care of her. Her Hokage did, and he did in ways that she'd never imagined were possible. He'd turned her from a strong, powerful, independent, beautiful shinobi into a submissive, soft, cheating secretary. Ino was more than okay with that. It was what she needed all her life.
“Mwaaahm!”
Her Hokage suddenly grabbed her long ponytail and yanked her up from his lap with so much force that a few strands of loose hair intertwined with his strong, manly hand. Ino's legs shook like jelly and her mind swirled. He was so strong she felt like a little child around him.
Ino's legs wobbled and she rested her upper body on the desk. Her Hokage had other plans. No amount of professionalism could calm his inner beast once it was woken. A part of her wondered if that was caused by the nine tailed beast inside him, plus the pieces of the other tailed beasts that were still in his body. She'd enticed him with her sweet scent, lewd body, beautiful face and cute moans. Now she was about to face the consequences.
Oh, she was so ready to face the consequences.
He pushed her head against the most important desk in the entire country, hard. Papers and documents flew everywhere as Ino was pinned against the desk, big tits pressed against the wood, ass sticking out and her core alive and exposed.
“Mwaahmmm!”
Ino's entire spine arched and her mouth gaped as she moaned and screamed from pleasure. His thick, throbbing cock slid into her wet, wanton pussy with so much ease that made Ino shiver and flush. She was just too damn hot. She shook and jiggled her big ass, enticing her Hokage to be rough and mean with her, nor that he needed it.
His rough hands pinned her against the wooden desk. She stared at the wall as he thrusted his dick into her cunt, over and over again. The walls trembled from how much force he was putting in his moves.
She closed her beautiful eyes and enjoyed the feeling of her Hokage's big, hard manhood invading her deepest, sweetest part. A part of her wanted to see it, to see his massive cock parting her labia apart and rearranging her inner walls to have his shape and fit him perfectly.
It always felt magnificent, yet this particular day it felt even better. His cock slid into her tight core like it belonged there. And it did. Nothing, no one fit her like him, no one made her feel as full as he did. His long, thick dick sank into her and he pounced on her like a wild beast.
Ino moaned and shook her ass against him, in a desperate try to match his own movement. Her soft butt was crushed by his hips and her round butt-cheeks spread by his shaft. His hands squeezed her butt tight, as hard as her pussy was squeezing his cock.
It was their first time fucking in his office. It was the best sex she had ever had with him. No, it was the best sex she ever had, period.
They had barely started and she was already dripping wet. Her body reacted to him in ways that even she couldn't understand. It was magical, primitive. It was the law of the animal kingdom, her body reacting and wanting the strongest male.
That's why she'd fallen into his claws, that's how he'd conquered her. It was the law of nature, and there was nothing she could have done to stop it.
At least that's what she said to herself every night next to Sai just to be able to sleep.
So she just accepted it with open arms and spread legs. He'd wanted her and he took her that night, her birthday party, and since then she'd become his slut and his only.
She knew there were probably a dozen more out there, at least in the village -she didn't know exactly anyone, and never dared to ask-, yet she was certain that she was special in a way. Ino was his personal assistant, she was the woman that spent the most time with him -apart from his wife-.
And now she was getting fucked in the most important desk of the land. That had to mean something. It certainly meant something to her.
SPANK!*
“kyaahm!”
Ino moaned and her eyes widened from the sudden spank. He leaned over her, his hand wrapped tight around her midriff and the other moved to her blonde hair, pulling her head up. Ino raised her head and arched her back, sticking her butt out against his hips.
“You love this.” He whispered in her ear. “You love my cock.”
“Yeah, sir! I-I love your cock!”
His tongue flicked out of his mouth and licked her ear and jaw line. Ino's moans grew louder and her beautiful eyes grew wider. She stuck her tongue out and tried to lick his. She wanted to kiss him, oh how much she missed his lips, but she couldn't reach for his mouth in that position. Yet she tried nonetheless. She stuck her tongue like a panting bitch.
I chose this.
I chose to be a cheating, unfaithful harlot.
I chose you over my husband.
I want this.
WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM!*
Her mind was quickly going blank and her heart was racing. Ino was moaning louder than she'd ever done with her own husband, so loud that she was thankful of the sound repressing seals that the Hokage office had, because if not, the entire village would have listened to her sweet moans and the nasty sounds of his hips crushing her ass.
Not that it mattered, she liked to keep her affair a secret just because she didn't want to tarnish the reputation and public perception of her beloved Hokage. She didn't care about anything else.
If he wanted her to wear a dog collar and walked her out like a bitch, she'd gladly do it.
Hell, if her Hokage wanted to fuck her in front of the entire village she'd gladly lay on her back, spread her legs wide open and beg in front of the entire world for his cock and his alone.
“Mwaaahm! Mwaaahm! Mwaaaahm! Mwaaahm!”
In fact, her pussy tightened just by thinking of it. How would her husband react? How would her fellow teammates and coworkers react? Hell, how would her family react? Her entire clan.
Ino's eyes rolled into her skull, and she squirted hard.
“You are so fucking tight.” Her owner whispered in her ear, fucking her faster. “Have you kept your pussy tight for me? Have you stopped having sex with Sai like I told you to?”
Ino's pussy got so tight that it clamped down on her Hokage's magnificent dick. She screamed her lungs out in her answer.
“Y-yeeeeeeeesh!”
Oh, of course I did!
Long before we started fucking.
Long before you conquered me.
I don't even share kisses with him anymore.
Hell, we don't even sleep in the same bed!
Ino had told her a month ago that she needed her own bed, that her husband moved a lot and she couldn't get enough sleep at night.
It was a complete lie, both of them were well-trained Shinobi, Jonin no less. They slept without moving an inch. But her husband was too naive to even suspect anything. He didn't care about her and it showed.
But luckily she had her Hokage. He was her man, he took care of her, he gave her everything she asked and needed.
“Mwaaaahm! Mwaaaahm! Hokage-sama! I-I'm gonna- I'm gonna-! Kuhhmmphm!”
Ino's entire body trembled as she came like never before. Her Hokage pushed her head against the desk once again, and sped his own thrusts and hip movements in between heavy grunts and curses, until he too joined her in orgasm.
Drops of her juices flew everywhere when he pulled his cock out of her core and splashed his sperm all over her round, bruised butt. Ino thought that she may faint, but she somehow didn't. She screamed and dug her nails into the wood, embracing the waves of pleasure that ran through her body. Every experience she had with her Hokage was magnificent, but this one was by far the best one.
No matter how many whores he had, she was sure she was a special one. She had to be. He'd fucked her right in his office, right in his desk. He'd thrown away all the documents to the floor just to have her. A part of her was sad that he'd pulled away at the last second, yet she understood that it was her punishment for screwing up her last work.
The first few months of their new relationship she'd been pretty jealous, but she wasn't anymore. Ino was the Hokage's personal secretary, his personal pet. Only Uzumaki Hinata was above her, and she was okay with it.
He grunted, stood straight and casually pulled his dick back into his pants, looking as royal and cold as ever.
“Clean yourself and write the letter again. I need to send it before noon.”
Ino finally caught her breath and stood up from the desk. She looked at her Hokage with warm cheeks. He looked so handsome, with his poker face and big, cold blue eyes. So professional, so strong.
She wanted to kiss him right there and then. She wanted to get down on her knees and clean his dick with her mouth for hours, but she couldn't. It was time to work. Ino had things to do, and so did her Hokage.
The blonde beauty fixed her clothes. Her back, butt and thighs were covered with his sperm, her outfit stained and her beautiful hair disheveled. She had came her brains out, yet her pussy still longed for her Hokage's dick. She wanted to feel him again.
Ino's legs rubbed together and she bit her lower lip.
“Oh, and don't forget about tonight's dinner. Hinata had been talking about it for the past two days. Be sure to bring Sai too, it's going to be fun… At least to the three of us.”
Those were his last words before Ino closed the door of his office and stood in the hallway, completely alone. Her heart was still racing, and the skin of her neck and face red. Her core was -still- alive as ever. She was thirsty and hungry for him. She craved for her Hokage.
But she couldn't have him again. Not yet.
Ino thought about rushing to the bathroom and masturbating, if no one saw her entering then she could always lie and say that she was still in the Hokage's office. But it was pointless, no matter how much she touched herself, nothing would satiate her hunger.
So she walked, weakly and clumsy, trying not to rub her legs together too much, towards her office. She needed to get back to work. Yet her mind couldn't forget about what'd happened a couple of minutes ago. Ino couldn't forget the feeling of her Hokage owning and fucking her against his desk.
She sighed. Night couldn't come soon enough.