#brat tamer madara

[madarasgirl]

A Love Letter to the King

Now on AO3!

I’ve been so distracted lately, mind filled with indecent thoughts of the Uchiha patriarch. Needed to get this out and hopefully alleviate my perpetually flooded basement. I present you with my many dirty snippets of fantasy strung together to form a little smutty fiction. This is an attempt to worship Madara in the bedroom.

Warnings: 18+, NSFW. Very descriptive smut, oral sex, kage bunshin no jutsu, group sex, anal sex, double penetration, light bondage, breeding, Madara is a dom, he loves his fem!reader, no abuse or non-consent. My first smut.

Be prepared. Steamy one-shot under the cut. 3070 words

As the last rays of sun filtered through the sheer curtains of your bedroom and died, you twirled your tongue around the silken skin covering Madara’s crown, slipping your tongue under his foreskin and back down again, tickling his sensitive frenulum. Your hands were busy peeling the skin on your man’s cock back and forth, up and down, repeatedly, massaging him, milking him. You inhaled his musky, male scent deeply, humming happily as you took more length down your throat until it hit the back. Taking a huge breath, you swallowed your gag, eyes watering when your nose finally met a soft bed of dark pubes. Steely shaft lodged down your throat, you proudly peeked up at Madara’s handsome visage.

Holy shit. Madara thought, desperately fighting every instinct to grab the back of your head and start fucking. No, he won’t hurt you. Calm down calm down calm down.

You gagged twice as Madara’s rock hard length kicked excitedly in your throat, tears spilling down your cheeks as you found a hand on your jaw that held you back. “Don’t force yourself,” Madara panted. “Are you sure you don’t want a safe word? Hn I will give you one anyways. It’ll be-”

“Hehe I don’t need one. I’m with you after all. I trust you more than anyone. What’s the worst that could happen?” You grinned up at the Uchiha cheekily before going back down, swallowing him whole and moaning. Madara groaned at the electric vibrations shooting through his cock. You sweet summer child.

You took your time worshipping your man with your face buried in his crotch, lapping at the large twin orbs and perineum below, tapping the jewels lightly when the hands gently stroking your face and weaving through your hair tightened. Sucking harder on the inside of his thigh to leave your mark, your hands greedily explored your lover –his sculpted abs, arms and chest thick with muscle, you grabbed his hard ass. You smirked to yourself as you saw Madara’s nuts draw upwards throughout your ministrations.

“Enough.” He grasped your upper arm to walk you away from the window to the bed, to your disagreement. “I’m not done with you yet!” You growled, mustering up your strength to try and wrestle him back into position to slurp up his delicious penis again. Madara’s eyes narrowed despite his amusement at your display, an elegant brow lifting. Plucking you off your feet by the hips, he threw you over a shoulder before striding to the bed and tossing you in. You squawked in indignance, but by then, he was already looming over you, silky tresses forming a curtain framing both your faces. Tonight is not for patience, Madara decided, sinking two fingers into your dripping folds.

 “So wet already. Did you think you could stop me?”

You gasped. No matter how many times he took you, you still felt the initial stretch whenever he prepared you for penetration. But it stretched so good. You pushed back against his fingers and held his wrist, fingering yourself through his hand and moaning like a slut as he added a third finger.

“Mmm no. I like this position too. I think I’m getting exactly what I wanted,” you quipped, knowing that trying to boss Madara around would get a reaction out of him.

In response, Madara dipped down and lapped at your slick entrance, thumb applying hard pressure and dragging slowly against your clit. He inhaled and held his breath, savoring the sweet fragrance of your nectar.

“We will see.”

Suddenly the hand and warmth disappeared, only to be replaced by the smooth tip of his shaft, its foreskin fully retracted, completely erect. Madara shoved and hilted himself all at once, your breath leaving you as he immediately started a punishing pace. You were mesmerized by the sight of him rutting above you and the view of the connection point where two became one. You distantly wondered how something so large even fit.

Wrapping your legs around Madara’s waist, you mewled and gyrated upwards to meet his hips, hands hungry to find purchase wherever they could on his body.

“No.” Madara stilled.

Coming back down to Earth, your legs shook, but you obeyed him.

“Good girl.” You gulped at his expression now, dark amusement crinkling the edges of his obsidian eyes as he smiled at you. As he built up a tantalizing rhythm once more, you bravely pondered if you should try and fuck him back again.

Rational thought disappeared as an orgasm washed over you, your walls collapsing and convulsing around your partner, a string of unintelligible words leaving your mouth. You held onto your beloved to ground yourself, needing more –MORE– contact, wrapping your legs around his hips as your hands weaved into his mane.

Madara leered at you in satisfaction as you come undone before him –your back arched and throat exposed. “If you don’t stop squirming, I’ll pull out and leave you like this.” His hand reached for your neck and palmed it. No pressure applied, just him tracing up and down your throat as he grinned at you evilly.

What?! You were incredulous. How could he be so cruel when you were like this? Your jaws dropping and livid while still riding the waves of your release, you wanted nothing more than to slap that smug look off Madara’s stupid face.

“Or perhaps you’d like me to hold you down instead?”

You wanted to scream, but knew Madara would tease you more, so not knowing what else to say or do in this moment with your brain fried, you started crying instead. Witnessing your helpless display, his expression gentled. He was never able to deny you for THAT long. No matter, he could keep this going all night.

Madara bent down and put his weight on you as he grabbed both sides of your rump and pounded you into the mattress, balls slapping against your puckered orifice. To your relief, the new position allowed you to cling to your man as much as you needed. You sighed in contentment, revering his weight squishing you into the mattress, your pussy open and enjoying the onslaught, neither of you noticing the alarming squeals of your bed.

You finally looked at him again, only to find crimson staring hotly back at you, his eyelids peeled back impossibly wide as Madara hungrily drank you in. Were his pupils dilated? That was not a look you've seen before in a Sharingan. You stared back, captivated by his deadly form and unhinged expression. “He’s so beautiful” you thought. “Beautiful and dangerous,” you corrected yourself. But he was entirely yours. You whimpered, brain short-circuiting again as your nerves frayed and skin fried under his scorching treatment. You were simultaneously intimidated and intensely aroused for this man right now, the conflicting emotions boiling over to another orgasm.

Madara grunted and pushed in one last time before spilling his seed inside you. He kissed you hungrily, tongue dominating your mouth as you gave everything to him. The two of you rode your release, Madara slowly rocking against you while coming down from the pleasure, still sheathed within your cock sleeve. He hugged you closely to his chest and caressed the back of your head.

“You okay?” He asked.

You nuzzled against him, face pressed into his chest. “Couldn’t be better.” Your mind buzzed, the experience feeling like you got hit in the head by a meteor or two.

You weren’t sure how long you stayed like that, but somewhere along the way, Madara pulled out to lay beside you and continued cradling you like the treasure you were. You smiled to yourself, feeling his length still swollen. You detached yourself from his embrace to expose your ongoing heat as well.

“Madara……please…stop teasing me. Put it back in…” You wailed with your legs split and reached down to spread your vertical lips and show him your drooling pussy. “Please…please…I’m yours, have me.” You were now desperate and not above begging aloud. You needed to be filled up and fucked. You offered yourself again, as if you were paying homage to a god.

How did you go from being terrified of this wonderful man when you first met to this? This wanton, needy mess begging for more of Uchiha Madara’s cock?

“What a view,” Madara breathed out, proud of the sloppy mess he made between your legs. When you got like this, you usually brought out all his soft edges. But not tonight, when he already gave in to your pleading earlier. He had an idea.

“Of course,” he murmured. And like that, the dance continued.

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As you were licking Madara clean of his cum, you relaxed into his gentle petting, ready to pass out in bliss. You gave him a silly smile.

Another set of hands brushed against your thighs, making your eyes snap open. A familiar voice started from yet another direction. “You thought I was finished?” You could only stare in horror as you looked around and discovered four additional pairs of eyes gazing darkly back at you in mirth.

“Ah –ah. Oh God.” No sassy comment came to mind. You were speechless.

“It’s just me, Y/N.” A Madara stepped up to your side to fondle and pinch your breasts. “Five-to-one. It’s the perfect ratio for playing games, don’t you think?”

Your mind melted from too many sets of hands groping you. There was the hand cupping your breast. A mouth on your other breast suckling the nipple. Another set of greedy hands kneaded your ass and seized your hips. A tongue slowly traced its way up your neck, leaving light butterfly kisses at your earlobes. Several fingers were buried in your sopping cunt, pumping.

“Did I already die and go to heaven?”

“I wouldn’t be there with you, love.”

You frowned at his reply as you distantly heard Madara mutter the name of some jutsu, then found your hands restrained. “Eeeeeepp!!!” You squeaked, eyes wide as you realized this time there was nothing you can hold onto as you faced five Madaras.

You were placed on your hands and knees. A hand wandered to your rear end and you felt a cold liquid applied as you were getting spit-roasted by two Madaras. A finger brushed your clit continuously. Feeling overwhelmed and helpless, you pushed back on the organ in your vagina. A finger dipped into your ass and you tensed, but you couldn’t look backwards, not when your mouth was so full and your head held in place.

The Madara in your mouth pulled out from your mouth to tilt your head up at him. He searched your face and eyes, unraveling his sensory abilities, carefully feeling for any hint you didn’t wish for what was to come. He found in you a blazing arousal, yes, but beyond that, utter trust and love. The part of his heart he thought he previously taught to close off ached. Before you, Madara didn’t know his broken heart would be capable of such intense love again after Izuna departed long ago. It made Madara once again feel a devotion that could drive him to insanity. He silently vowed to do better by you this time and protect you forever.

Nimble fingers traced around your rosebud, the touch feather light, as the digit already inside rotated back and forth, twisting, prodding. He beckoned for you to open for him. You were growing weak, unable to prop yourself up any longer without the support of your arms. A Madara chuckled and held you up with one hand on your chest, while an additional digit joining the unyielding one in your butt. You clenched and unclenched, relishing the stretching in your bottom even if you already felt stuffed.

The Madara inside your snatch grunted from your flexing pelvic muscles, the rhythmic contractions milked his member and pushed him over the edge. He withdrew and yet another Madara took his place, this one starting a hard, rapid tempo at once. You abruptly found yourself straddling him, breasts bouncing in his face while Madara #4 (5? You have no idea) positioned himself behind you, head bumping against your anus and pushing steadily.

You drew deep breaths and bore down, attempting to open your hole to ease the entry. Feeling needy, you whined and kissed the Madara under you, the one pummeling your cervix. You licked and nipped at his lower lip, rubbing your forehead against his as tears prickled your vision. The man in your ass bottomed out at last, pausing to give you a chance to adjust to his invasion.

A different Madara came up to your face to offer you his dick and you eagerly sucked it up to pacify yourself. You made an incomprehensible sound as you went into sensory overload from getting stuffed airtight, clenching hard at each of the organs penetrating you. The ass Madara picked up his pace, pulling himself out almost entirely before plunging back where he belonged.

“You feel delectable,” Madara remarked.

And you are divine, you thought back.

You swayed like a rag doll at the mercy of a relentless deity, rocking from being hammered from each angle, loving every moment of it. Your low calls echoed through the room, when a loud CRACK snapped you out of your stupor, gravity causing you to lose balance. Your scream was muffled by a Madara’s tool filling your gullet as you fell backwards.

As expected, none of these shinobi missed a beat. As the vertigo passed, you were suspended in the air by the same two Madara who were in your pelvis, safe from the wreck that was your bed as they continued to bang you from the front and back while standing. A strong set of hands clutched your butt possessively, another set of hands pressed into your hips to hold you up against them. Your legs waved lewdly in the air. Two rods pistoned tirelessly into your molten core, churning butter, what was deposited prior dripping onto the floor, the squelching of fluids obscene.

You eyed the ruins of your furniture and sigh, “Now I need a new bed.”

“Then come sleep in mine.”

Your eyes opened in surprise and you glanced at a Madara off to your side who was running hands down the length of the underside of your leg, carefully brushing the sweaty skin.

“Am I supposed to make the long walk to your house at the end of each day?” You replied weakly, leaning back on your lover and resigning yourself to sleeping on your mattress or couch until you arranged for a new bed frame.

“I’m serious. Come live with me.”

“Hn, I could always come pick you up.” A sharp thrust smacked your backside.

The Madara at your side turned. “She was not addressing you.” He glared viciously at himself. You snickered because of course Madara would argue with himself. But living with him…your tired mind wandered at the suggestion.

Ass Madara glared back at his maker and finished behind you, the original dismissing him in a cloud of smoke. You flailed briefly at the loss in support before he appeared at your rear and slid in easily. Madara groaned lowly as the pleasure his clone experienced rocked his world again. He whispered kind words of affection to you.

“You are mine,” he stated matter-of-factly. This one must be the original.

A translucent blanket of blue enveloped your world, several Susano’o ribs formed to possessively surround you and the remaining clones.

“I will always protect you.”

Within what was supposed to be the most sinister chakra, sandwiched between two Madaras while two more watched or caressed you, there was nowhere safer than in this tempestuous storm god’s embrace. There was nowhere you’d rather be.

“Yes. Yes to everything,” you answered him.

The jutsu restraining your arms vanished at once and you rejoiced in your new freedom. At last you can hold Madara back! You needed to touch him right now. You relaxed, legs entwining around clone Madara’s waist as you turned as much as you could to touch the real one’s face, fingers brushing over his eyebrows. You ran your other hand through his luscious raven strands to lock your fingertips around his nape and kissed him deeply, rolling your hips in a vain attempt to take even more of him.

Red eyes observed your every action, memorizing each minute change in expression with startling clarity.

“Madara, MADARA!“ You chanted his name like a prayer. You peered around at the Madara copies that appeared just as fiercely determined to protect as the original. Your breath hitched in panic. “Please don’t have your clones use Susano’o too! I understand your point!” You exclaimed, extremely worried your other belongings in the small apartment would break from Madara’s flexing.

You suddenly found your situation so ridiculous. Here you were with a broken bed after a long night of carnal activity, still getting railed by multiple copies of the same man inside the protection of his Susano’o. Your love for the only Uchiha Madara washed over you and you sobbed his name as a final orgasm wracked its way through your exhausted body.

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“Spread yourself for me.” Huh? Your legs were already split wide open. Was he trying to break your hips? Possibly, but –oh.

“You are mine, no?” You flushed more, if it was even possible, as you caught on. You wordlessly submitted, tilting your hips to provide a better view, your legs spreading unbelievably wider. Then, parting your inner folds with one hand and pulling your rump apart with the other, you displayed your two open, dripping holes swollen from overuse.

Uchiha Madara studied your salacious exhibit, crimson irises meticulously scanning you from face to rear, eyes stopping at the oozing fluids saturating your nether regions.

"You are stunning," he observed.

He stroked himself before pushing inside once more, the inexplicable urge to claim you coming over him. Hot essence seared your insides and you collapsed like a limp bag of bones, dazed.

The gleaming moonlight illuminated your spent, naked forms tangled in each other. Two souls were one, everything was perfect. Madara wouldn’t trade this for anything.

“I love you,” you whispered.

I love you more, Madara thought, gazing softly at you, lacing his fingers through yours.

You smiled warmly at him. You knew you didn’t need a safe word.

~End~

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Umm that got out of hand. This was supposed to be a short smut fic ending after the first round and Madara’s clones popping up so I can laugh at us when we realize how much trouble we’re in. Instead I wrote out the group sex scene. *Face palm*

I headcanon that Madara is a very physical being and isn’t overly talkative during sex, preferring to show his feelings through actions, whether it’s touch or even the way he looks at you. While I believe he’s most vulnerable and most likely to engage in heart-to-heart post-coitus, he’s too overwhelmed by raw emotion at the end of my scene to articulate coherent thought, which was why he doesn’t verbally reply to you. Whatever he says though, he means 100% and he already called you "love" earlier.

Hope you enjoyed this work of love as much I did writing it.

Didn't want to insert a "big balls" joke in the story. Here's a Tengai Shinsei gif to remind us of the actual size of Madara's glorious nuts

[daddy-suguru]

✑ Madara one shots

20 more to go

✑ tags: very self indulgent, mxw, mxwxm, crossover au, King!Madara, Queen!Reader, Royal Knight!Toji painslut!brat!reader, brat!tamer toji, brat tamer!madara, knife play, blood, impact play, bondage - silk ties and then later sex swing, face fucking, dacryphilia, edging, heavy degradation, spit, a little soft talk, blood and cum, impact play - flogger, sex for aftercare, fucking reader till she passes out and is ridden bed bound after they are done, squirting, size kink, belly bulge, painal

[sleepysnk]

NARUTO MEN THAT ARE BRAT TAMERS:

MADARA, OBITO, KAKASHI, pain, hidan, SASORI, itachi, TOBIRAMA, sasuke, JIRAIYA.

[delirious-donna]

Madara - predator/prey

warnings: being chased by the legendary shinobi, lil fear play, bit of size kink and of course, predator Madara

Neji - discipline kink

warnings: lil bit of brat tamer Neji, impact play

Genma - NSFW Alphabet Headcanons

warnings: oral sex both receiving, mentions of implied sex, semi-public sex, exhibitionism, shower sex, jealousy, don’t mess with Genma

Kisame - NSFW Alphabet Headcanons

warnings: oral sex, mentions of implied sex, suggestive throughout, teasing, water sex, overstimulation, possessive Kisame, biting kink

Yahiko - NSFW Alphabet Headcanons

warnings: cum swallowing, oral sex, cumming on body, voyeurism, unprotected sex, possessive Yahiko, riding, use of toys, body wax, sensory deprivation, ya boy is a little kinky

Hashirama - NSFW Alphabet Headcanons

warnings: overstimulation, soft Dom Hashi, pussy eating, cum marking, senju fluff, Hashi is an adorable sweetheart, strip poker, suggestive throughout

Iruka - NSFW Alphabet Headcanons

warnings: desk sex, semi-public, male masturbation, female dirty talk, blushing Iruka, fluffy feels, lingerie

Minato - soft Dom thirst

warnings: nipple play, soft Dom, pussy drunk Minato, aftercare king

Sai - spicy thoughts...

warnings: experimental Sai, open to new discoveries, blunt speaking, always learning and wanting to try different positions and kinks

Ibiki - size kink

warnings: size kink (duh), slight corruption kink,standing sex, implied multiple rounds

[queenuchiha89]

If I had to guess Madara's kinks...

*Noncon for sure.

*Brat Tamer/Hard Dom

*Rigger

*Throat Destroyer

*Forced Breeding

*Impact Play

*Humiliation

*Sensory Torture

***18+ Minors DO NOT react***

[chanfictions]

WIP List and Requests

Anything I have in the works will be listed here! Keep an eye out for your asks to be added to this when I get my head wrapped around what I'm going to do with them.

For the time being, declined asks will still be posted with my reason for turning it down, especially if it involves adding another item to the big list of nopes. If it becomes a problem, I may stop answering declined asks, but we'll cross that bridge when we get to it.

If i haven't added your ask to the list below yet but haven't turned you down, I'm probably still stewing on it.

Be patient! Chanfictions has a full time job outside of this blog.

WIP - My Projects

- Continuation of Insatiable/Memento

- Count Pt. 9

- BratTamer!Jiraiya

Prompt List Event

Hashirama - "Close your eyes"

Hashirama - "I'm going to ruin you."

Hashirama - "You're cute when you're mad."

Madara - "You better shut your mouth" or "Did I say you could stop?"

Madara - "You better watch your mouth" or Jiraiya "Shut up and kiss me already"

Jiraiya - "Better be quiet, or everyone will hear you."

Kisame - "Let them watch."

Kisame or Kakuzu - "I'm going to ruin you" or "let them watch"

Kakuzu - "Where do you think you're going?"

Kakuzu - "I'll be good, I promise."

Kabuto - "Say please."

Orochimaru - "Be a good girl and hold still."

Orochimaru - "Beg for it."

Kakashi - "Be a good girl and hold still."

Requests/Asks

- Kakuzu or Kisame x Reader - an argument turns into face fucking / angry sex

- Gaara x Reader - comfort fluff

- Konan x short!Reader - slow dancing

- Kakashi x Reader - 2nd date/part 2 of fireworks with the hounds

- Reader realizes that Obito is still in love with Rin and goes to Kakashi about it

- Itachi x Reader - domestic fluff

- Itachi x Reader - somnophilia

- Zabuza smutty headcanons

- Jiraiya x Reader - domestic fluff

- Madara x wife!Reader - smutty scenario

- Kakuzu x Reader - hate sex smutty scenario

Yandere scenarios

- headcanons for yandere Itachi x Reader - Reader giving him the silent treatment until he comes home injured

Finished/Declined

Kabuto - "Close your eyes" and/or "Be a good girl and hold still."

Hidan - "What are you looking at?"

Kisame - "Shut up and kiss me already."

Kakuzu - "Did I say you could stop?"

Hidan - "Can I buy you a drink?" or "this guy bothering you?"

- Kisame x Reader - bar brawl!/Kisame - "This guy bothering you?"

-Akatsuki (unspecified) - leaving toxic relationships

yanderes and stress pt. 2

- brat tamer Jiraiya headcanons

Shikamaru x Reader - smut (not sure if I'm going to be able to do this one) - declined

- escape attempts from a yandere Madara

eader finally comes around to yandere Itachi after having a nightmare and needing to be comforted/grounded

Itachi x Reader - Reader doubts his feelings after an argument

Orochimaru x Reader - "something"

Count - Hidan x Reader fluff/aftercare scene

Kakashi x Reader - first or second date fluff

Kakashi or Yamato x Reader - "there was only one bed" trope - in editing

- headcanons where darling can summon a special weapon and yanderes react (Itachi, Pein, Deidara, Konan (a limit was posted on number of characters before this came in, so I'm choosing 3)

Jiraiya x Reader - day at the beach headcanons

Kabuto x Reader - followup to Insatiable

Itachi or Kakashi and an s/o with anger issues

Orochimaru x Reader - smut - possessive Oro, Reader tries to leave him.

- reaction to darling needing to go somewhere that the yandere can't follow (Itachi, Pein, Konan)

Madara x Reader - thirst drabble

Mine - Final Chapter

Mine - Part 6

- Escape artist darling who only leaves for groceries (Pein, Konan, Deidara, Itachi)

Monstroform Kisame x Reader

Count - Part 6 with secret special guest 😈

- reactions to a darling being harassed by someone else (Itachi, Pein, Konan)

First time / don't get shy on me now - Kakuzu x Reader

sick!Orochimaru x Reader - followup to Fever

Count - Special Episode: Nightmares

Mine - Part 5

Itachi x Reader - cooking/baking fluff - coming Oct 27

Orochimaru x sick!Reader - fluff comfort drabble - coming Oct. 26

- Anko x fem!Reader - Kakashi’s little sister/getting caught scenario - declined

Anko x fem!Uzumaki!Reader - drabble

Count - Part 5

!jealousCana x !femReader - had to decline. Am sorry, anon!

- Jealous Itachi and a mission that requires flirting

- Darling with a diary. Do they snoop? (Itachi, Pein, Konan, Deidara - Naruto was requested but I do not write for him, sorry) - coming Oct. 12th

- Darling who enters a meditative state with a protective amulet to avoid her yandere (Pein, Konan, Kakashi, Hashirama)

Mine - Pt. 4

- Locking yanderes in a room and escaping (Pein/Konan, Minato/Kushina, Gaara)

Orochimaru x !obsessedReader - smutfest

Mei NSFW headcanons

Count - Pt. 4 - in editing

Count - Special Episode - Red

Kakashi x Reader - followup of Chidori - fun with shadow clones

Mine - Pt. 3

Cana Alberona headcanons

Mei x fem!Reader - drabble

Anko x fem!Reader - drabble with bondage, teasing, orgasm denial, and overstim

Anko x fem!Reader - headcanon

Akatsuki x Reader imagine - fluff

Hidan x Reader? / Kisame x Reader - drabble - battle scenario that takes a steamy turn

[wooobuddyletsgetnasty]

Who would be the biggest brat tamers? I think Kakashi would be very good, as long as you're not TOO bratty. I think you could be very bratty for a while, but even his patience isn't limitless. Not sure about Madara. I feel like a super brat would annoy him & make him very mean. Like he's actually trying to hurt you, but only just enough to let you know he's not playing around. But, like... what if fighting turns you on, haha?... I wonder how he'd feel then?

Kakashi is the type to let it go on for daaayyyss. He’s waiting for u to realize that all ur bullshit doesn’t bother him. Slowly though if u keep going ur ass is gonna end up being choked out. He’s gonna be gripping at ur throat, eyes hazy, “I think that’s enough.” bro u think so too. u can say ur sorry, but it’s too late now lmaooo.

Madara??? Madara will slap the shit out of u. He doesn’t have the time to put up with ur bullshit. “If you want to be a pitiful slut, go do it somewhere else.” ur like fine bitch I guess I will. And now he’s pissed like oh ??? u really think ur just gonna leave???? And ur like BITCH U TOLD ME TO. but if u really wanna throw him off, when he gives u the tap (I take back the slap, it’s more like how u would pat ur dog if they’re doing something bad) u just ask him to do it again, but harder this time. Big Dick Daddy is SHOOOOOKKKKK.

wanna throw out that any of the uchiha would be good brat tamers. Shikamaru too, u learned not to play with him real fast. Neji could also fall in this category, he’s a mean bitch.

[madarasgirl]

Gods are not Meant to be Bound

Art posted with permission from the incredibly talented @lesyarei7. Thank you for making my mind run! 💖

Distracted and horny for Madara again. Pure Madara x Fem!Reader smut inspired by the image above.

He was the one who was bound, but it felt as if you were the prey. You were the one trapped with him.

Warnings: 18+, NSFW. Light bondage, brat taming, unprotected sex, outdoor sex, creampie, mentions of blood and violence (This is fiction. Seriously, don’t have sex with multiple strangers’ blood all over you). Madara is a dom, he loves his Reader. No abuse or degradation.

Words:2801 On AO3

"I will have you again." Madara's whisper tickled your ears and shot to your crotch as he hungrily grabbed your hips and pulled you to him. He rolled against you in promise of what's to come. Your pussy clenched. ALREADY?! You were still sore from earlier. Your mind screamed in horrified excitement. You loved when he got ravenous for you, but my goodness, this man could be insatiable.

He kneaded your fleshy ass with both hands and groaned, deft digits on one hand coming back around to rub against the fabric of your panties. Velvet lips meeting yours, he suckled lightly at your mouth before entering immediately to claim what was his. Your tongues fought briefly until he dominated, pushing yours aside in his exploration. He ate each of your moans. By the time you finally broke apart, you were breathless from his ministrations.

“You weren’t supposed to be here.” Madara stared at you, his disapproval as clear as if it were still day.

“I had to come back to help with the cleanup. You did such a thorough job earlier,” you replied in frustration. Blood still remained all over the walls, even if the bodies were now removed. You knew Madara would follow you back here.

“How foolish to return. It seems you haven’t learned anything today.”

“Today I learned you’ll always appear in dramatic fashion to make a complete mess of things!” You rolled your eyes.

Madara stepped even closer and you raised your arm between you in feeble defence. He was still petting your crotch in tight circles through your underwear, a damp spot having already blossomed. “To protect you. What do you think would have happened if I hadn’t come? If must make another mess—”

His face was close. There was a dangerous glint in his eyes as he devoured you with his gaze.

 “—I’ll just have to teach you again.” He pressed hard against your crotch, fingers slipping under the thin moist cloth and tracing around your nub. Your legs tensed, but you looked up at him in defiance.

“I like learning.” Especially when the lessons were with Madara. You could tell he was extremely angry with you despite his arousal.

“Hn you won’t forget this time. I shall make a mess of you."

You shuddered, kissing him again to make your man shut up and running your hands down his waist and across defined abs. Such a deliciously strong body. You could feel his strength radiating and filling the space as you pressed against him. Still his hand rubbed your clit while the other took greedy handfuls from your hip and butt. A finger delved inside to test your depths.

You felt your blood sizzle under his gaze. It was like he saw through you. You cracked. Everything was suddenly too much –the way he consumed you with his eyes, the way he touched you, the sinful words that fell from his mouth. You shoved him back to his surprise. "Too much! Y-you can't talk to me like t-that, and look at me like that, and touch me like that all at the same time!" You looked up at him with wide eyes, panting and flushed.

“I thought class was in session.” Madara came back to you with mirth tilting his lips up.

“I’m not the one who needs a lesson! You should be taught about use of excessive force!”

“Still such a mouth on you. There are better uses for your mouth Y/N.”

Challenge accepted.

Irritation building to a high, you pressed against his chest, nudging him in a backwards dance until his back touched the wall. You held up one of his arms and carefully bound his wrist to a handcuff you'd placed there previously.

Madara was curious. Your placement of the restraints was so slow he could have broken out easily, or even stopped you from applying them to begin with, but he complied for now. He enjoyed when you got feisty. You applied the cuff to his other wrist and stepped back to look at your handiwork while Madara likewise studied you.

Unhappy with the way you always felt naked even while fully clothed with Madara, you yanked up his shirt and left it behind his neck. It was your turn to ogle him. His skin was porcelain, chest thick with muscle, and his biceps solid. You ran your hands up his arms and squeezed those big biceps, giggling when he flexed for you. They were much too large for your hands to close around and you hummed in appreciation. Small scars littered Madara’s body, evidence of the difficult life he led. Dried blood that had seeped through his shirt still caked his shoulders and upper arms from the fight this morning. Your eyes trailed over perfectly sculpted abs, tracking a dusting of black hair under his navel that crept down and disappeared under dark purple trousers. You reached out to touch him again, tracing slender fingers over the tattoo on his left pec that curled around to his side. A tiger. How fitting. Madara was absolutely the ferocious and elegant beast who knew he was the biggest cat around.

Madara leered down at you imperiously. "Like what you see?" Carved in the likeness of a god, his presence really did occupy the entire area. It was stifling.

You flushed. He was the one who was bound, but it felt as if you were the prey.

You growled at him, annoyed at how he gets you flustered so easily. You brought out a blindfold and slipped it over Madara's obsidian eyes so he couldn't keep doing what he does with his gaze. Madara chuckled darkly. He couldn't be more amused with your attempts to contain him.

Time for you to get to work. You cupped him through his pants, tracing the long outline bulging through. It was already firm to touch. You pressed harder against him, the heat from your hand transferring through the pants and warming Madara’s cock. It was so girthy. Your mouth watered and you decided you played enough. It was time for dinner anyways.

You tugged down the trousers, but was a bit too late. Distracted by your own arousal, you didn’t react in time to dodge the heavy weapon that sprang out and slapped you in the face, leaving a trail of moisture on your cheek.

Precum!

“Seems like someone else is needy tonight.” You snickered at him. Madara was beautiful, with his arms bound, blindfolded, his hard shaft hanging out dripping pre. So stoic, but his other head betrayed his need. You were so hungry for him too.

Flicking your tongue out to test his flavour, you moaned. Delicious. You flickered repeatedly at his shiny, sensitive glans before digging into the slit. You rubbed yourself under your skirt with one hand, the other coming up to grasp Madara.

You massaged his cock while you nursed on him for some time, until you pulled his skin over the crown and tugged at it with your lips, slipping a thumb under his foreskin to tickle his head. You dragged his skin back to retract it all the way before bringing the hood up again. Mmm this is nature’s most fun toy. Taking a breath to prepare yourself, you relaxed your throat to take Madara all the way until you gagged.

Not there yet. You looked up at Madara through watery eyes. His lips were in a taut thin line, his body tense, keeping his composure by taking long, even breaths. If you could see him completely, you knew his brows would be furrowed as he watched you intently.

In truth, Madara’s shaft didn’t taste much. If you had to describe it, it would be a fleshy flavour. It was a thick, steel rod with a slightly musky scent covered in silken skin. The texture drove you nuts. Your nose touched his soft bed of pubes and you tried to inhale Madara again like an addict, only to be reminded you couldn’t breathe properly with him down your throat.

You wriggled the tip of your tongue against the spot where his dick ended and balls began, making Madara hiss. Pleased with yourself, your stretched your tongue as far as it could to lick at the uppermost part of his sack while your fingertips on the other hand drummed lightly on the orbs. Dragging your tongue to the underside of the shaft, you groaned again as you shoved three fingers up your empty hole. The soreness was forgotten for the time being, only the most satisfying stretch registering in your depraved mind.

Your gags and soft moans reverberated through Madara’s cock. “If you’re this hungry, you should come take it and sate yourself.” Finally finishing your feast, you squeezed this sturdy thigh and stood as you remembered you too needed to breathe.

Wiping the back of your mouth, you crept back up while inhaling his virile male scent, leaving small kisses along his belly and chest and teasing his nipples. You licked his collarbone and gave him a peck when you arrived back at his lips.

“No one was asking for your opinion, love. I should have brought a gag for you,” you quipped.

Madara laughed, thoroughly enjoying how this night was playing out. You turned to face your rear towards Madara. Lining yourself up, you mounted him, hot shaft entering inch by agonizing inch. You groaned, your king was so THICK, the stretch monstrous against your abused walls. You wondered if despite your wet walls weeping for his cock you'd be able to walk later.

Madara activated his Sharingan. It wasn't perfect through the blindfold, but the combination of his Sensing and bloodline let him 'see' you more than adequately.

 At last, the heavy scrotum full of potent seed met your inner lips' hug. You flexed and relaxed your muscles to massage your lover's member, loving the sensation of fullness. Heat built in your core the longer you stayed seated.

Breathing deeply, you started the rhythmic dance, rolling back against his shaft slowly. His smooth head gently bumped against your cervix, making you sigh in satisfaction. You went at a steady pace you enjoyed, humming and tilting your hips to gain a better angle within your honey pot.

As he observed you, Madara could feel his sack steadily drawing up. What a sight, having you take your pleasure from him while he was ‘restrained,’ your skirt thrown up over your back and panties pushed to the side as you moved against him. He bucked hard into you, almost toppling you over with the intensity of his thrust, and you squawked, wishing you had something to hold onto. You put your hands on your knees to steady yourself against Madara’s sudden wild rutting against your cervix, your snatch throbbing in spite of her natural lubrication.

"Ah- ah -AH!" You cried, "MADARA, PLEASE not so hard! Softly!"

Madara murmured, "What’s wrong Y/N? Can't handle me?" Once you got him started, Madara would fuck you anywhere, even out here. “Silly woman. Did you forget I still have use of my legs?” And his hips too. He shoved forcefully to remind you.

"Shut your mouth!" You gasped, gritting your teeth. Did he forget what he did to you only this morning?! "This is all your fault!"

“I remember of course. You did well earlier. Hn, you brought it upon yourself, but I shall make it up to you." He slowed his frenzied thrusting to a gentle roll of his hips, until he decided he made the rules. Your frantic mind registered metallic creaking and a SNAP. Madara had casually broken the bonds and wrested off the cuffs. He palmed your breasts, groping them, then pulled you up to him by the tits. He tilted your chin to face him, lightly running his soft lips against your cheek.

Only this morning, Madara punished your pussy severely. For recklessly putting yourself at risk, he said. You eyed the scenery around you. The bodies were gone, but the blood of those enemies still painted the walls behind metal bars. There had been at least 20 enemy shinobi. You were holding them off well enough and trying to escape, when suddenly the surroundings exploded and you found everyone dead. Basically everything was destroyed in the vicinity except you. Madara. He brought you back to the compound and spent the morning reaffirming that you were in fact alive and safe there with him. And teaching you a lesson.

“Kitten, you thought you could hold me?" He cooed gleefully at you. No you didn't. In fact, you didn't think the measly handcuffs would have contained even the most mediocre of shinobi without restraining seals, let alone a legend like Madara. But you had wanted to hold him back somehow. The cuffs were kind of meant to be Just an Innocent Joke! It seemed you ended up exciting him more. Oh no. The ‘danger’ was here with him.

He crowded you as you attempted to back away in alarm. The thought of needing to run crossed your mind as Madara stalked you with a hidden predatory gleam in his eyes until you hit the wall yourself. Madara towered over you. You were the one trapped with him. You quivered in anticipation.

Madara pressed you to the wall, reaching below your waistline to rip off your panties and take a whiff of the crotch. Hn such a silly piece of clothing. He shoved your ruined underwear in his pocket.

He scented your hair and kissed your forehead. Then rubbing his cheek against yours, he picked you up by the back of your thighs and sat you on his cock. He effortlessly bounced you on him, wet hips slapping as he held and fucked you leisurely against the wall.

“I told you before I would take care of you,” he whispered while licking at your exposed neck. Madara was exceptionally hard. You flexed your inner muscles to feel him better and whimpered.

Something about this animalistic coupling got to you too. Here you were, grounded by nothing except Madara holding you against him while he shoved himself into you. You clung to his shoulders and waist, your juices sliding down his cock. You could hear the crude squelching loudly in this space that used to be an alley. You were delirious with need, loving the crazed snarl plastered on Madara's face as you gave yourself to him and he struggled to control himself. His pace quickened as he watched you possessively from behind the blindfold. Your head lolled back. You held him tightly around the nape and clutched his hair.

"Harder!" You keened.

Madara continued to stand there, tirelessly bobbing you up and down. Your weight was negligible to him. It was his turn to take his pleasure from your body as though he were using his sex doll.

"Softer, harder, which is it? Do you want me?" What a tease.

Blushing furiously, you screamed, "Ahhh! Please harder! More!"

"Try again. I know you can be more polite than that." He pulled out until just the tip remained inside.

You clenched your eyes and begged, "Please take me hard Madara. Please give me more of you."

Madara’s hips smashed against yours and he growled, burying your back into the wall repeatedly. You moaned and sobbed and begged for more as you held on for dear life. The experience became overwhelming and you creamed yourself on his cock. Madara fully planned on ravishing you completely. He pounded you until he went rigid and flooded you with cum, rocking you against him as he devoured your lips again. You removed the blindfold and cupped his face in your hands, kissing him back while he spent himself. He looked much more relaxed now, his features were younger and almost boyish. You loved this man and everything he was.

Crimson irises studied you lazily in return. You nipped him on the nose and he chortled heartily. Feeling safe and content in his embrace, you went limp and welcomed Madara's tenderness after the rough ride. It was time to go back for dinner. He carried you home to the washroom and started running the bath as you huddled against him, his warm batter leaking down your thighs the entire time.

It didn't matter how many times Madara took you. Even if your brain told you it was enough, or when your body reminded you of its exhaustion, you wanted to be with your lover. For Madara, you would always bend over to receive him. For Madara, you would always spread your legs again. It was where it was safest and where you were meant to be. Your eyes were heavy after the chaos of the day. Settling against your love, you fell asleep.

~End~

[daddy-suguru]

Madara + spanking 👀 I just know he won't stop until you're sobbing pathetically. Little hiccups punctuating your apologies. "Sorry sir. 'M so sorry. Won't be bad again. Wanna be your good girl please. Please sir. Hurts so much" Another harsh slap to your warm red ass "You're not sorry for being bad. Only sorry you got caught. Now hush silly girl. You still have 20 more to go"

I really want to indulge in this. It’s Madara. How can I not? Also, I'm sorry that I added Toji to this because I thought this prompt fits both of them. I just I need them both to bully this pussy. And I know I didn't have self-control before, but with this post my self-control is in the negatives. I need someone to stop me. Just ignore all logic and enjoy the smut!

𝟚𝟘 𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕘𝕠

𝕘𝕖𝕟𝕣𝕖…dark nsfw, one shot, naruto and jjk cross over au

𝕤𝕪𝕟𝕠𝕡𝕤𝕚𝕤... You were a brat at the local city market towards someone high ranking. Something which isn't tolerated by brat taming Madara and Toji. Both men love every chance they get to bully you in bed, more than they normally do. They don’t know what gets him off more, your tears, or your blood that spills as you squirm when he cuts you.

𝕔/𝕨…  very self indulgent, mxw, mxwxm, crossover au, King!Madara, Queen!Reader, Royal Knight!Toji painslut!brat!reader, brat!tamer toji, brat tamer!madara, knife play, blood, impact play, bondage - silk ties and then later sex swing, face fucking, dacryphilia, edging, heavy degradation, spit, a little soft talk, blood and cum, impact play - flogger, sex for aftercare, fucking reader till she passes out and is ridden bed bound after they are done, squirting, size kink, belly bulge, painal

𝕨/𝕔…6.3k of pure smut

Happy to take a break from reading the boring papers that still awaited his signature before it would pass. You are all Madara needs to see, only he doesn't find you any of the first three places he looks.

It dawns on him that Toji might have taken you to the tower. And sure enough, here you are, tied up on display with Toji's cock stuffed past your swollen lips. The red color of your lipstick smeared and coloring the base of Toji's cock in a spit covered ring.

"Don't tell me what she did this time. I don't really care. It seems like you just started our Queen's punishment. Look at you tied up fancy whore in pretty golden silk." They couldn't have you with any rope burn. The media would have a field day if they saw it the marks around your wrist. The silk look so beautiful against your skin and the intentions left behind faded away after some hours, making the silk perfect.

Toji beckoning Madara over by saying, "Madara come look at her, she's already crying from stretching her throat out with my cock." Toji pulls his cock out of your mouth so Madara can see your tearful face better. With your make up ruined, lips parted as you pant and your eyes tearful, your chest rising and falling with quick breaths.

Your nipple hoops, connected by a thin chain glinting in the light setting sun, coming in through the large arching windows of the tall tower. You were beautiful like this, silk fully bound with your legs forced open, bent at the knees. And your arms behind your back making your chest push up, bring more attention to your breasts.

Madara grabs the thin chain and tugs it, pulling on your nipples. And saying in disappointment, "You're crying so easily?" Even though your tears have Madara's cock throbbing in dark pants, becoming uncomfortable as his cock hardens and grows in length.

You protest and attempt to proclaim some false innocence now that your husband is here, telling him, "Toji edged me and won't let me cum. Please Daddy, he's being mean I did nothing!"

Madara narrows his eyes, ignoring you and telling Toji, "Grab the o-ring if our little brat what's to lie to us she won't speak at all." Toji is quick to follow his King's orders. The tower's sex dungeon in the tower, so throughly used by Toji and Madara for than just punishment, but almost every time the two of them wanted to get kinkier than they could in your chamber's. So it didn't take Toji long to find what Madara wanted.

"The two of you punishing me isnt fair. Both of you are too much alone but together."

Slapping you hard across the face to shut you up, "Sluts don't get a say. They get used and fill up full of cum. Now you became a worthless slut the moment you acted up. So now we are going to such that pretty mouth and you are going to let us use your whore body to remind ours why we bother keeping you around and why I shouldn't just find a new Queen to give me an heir."

Toji stands next to Madara, who holes your head up by your hair. The two of them working together to put the o ring in your mouth, keeping you from speaking.

Toji tells Madara, "Wonderful idea, my king. She always gets so fucking mouthy and annoying. From being annoying hot to being annoyingly mouthy."

Madara spits in your mouth, which you swallow as he sneers, "Your mouth is only good thing about you and normally you like to use it for other things. Like from the sound of it being a brat when Toji tried to bring you home. Is that it?"

Toji steps off to the side. As he remembers the first time he watched you get fucked by Madara. It was before Madara had formed any real attachment to you beyond physical. And the only reason Madara had wed you was to combine his country with your making it the leading country it is now.

Toji rats you out anyway, even though Madara said he didn't want to hear it. Toji just had to tell him anyway, "She almost started a war with one of our neighboring country with her smart mouth today." You were the one who start Madara's journey into bdsm, and Toji could remember giving tips on how to punish your bratty self came in handy. And how it resulting it him getting more hands on at Madara's command.

Madara glares at you, a scowl getting deeper on his face as he listens to his knight, Toji. Before he says to you, "You were being a fucking little bitch today. Are you trying to make things harder on me?” You try to shake your head no to object, but your frustrated whines come out as garbling.

“Toji, get between her legs and play with her pussy. She can't cum, but you can.”

“Yes Madara, do you mind if I cut our slut?” During times like these behind closed doors the two friends who understood each other best in their cold, cruel natures drop the titles. And happily disrespect you even though Toji would be dead refer to you as anyone other than his rightful Queen, who has his undying loyalty and life sworn to you in protection, in the presence of someone else. But secluded from prying eyes Toji and Madara got more comfortable.

Madara tells Toji, “Do have you wish? I trust you won’t let her cum without my permission.”

Toji inspects the clean and sharp blades that rest next to each other on a table as he says, “Sluts don’t get rewarded after all.”

Madara groans as he watches his cock bulging in your throat. He pauses with gagging around him, grabbing your throat and squeezing with one of his large, rough hands. Madara tells Toji, "Leave her ass untouched. After I cum in her throat, I want to bruise her ass myself. Almost starting a war with this smart mouth of yours today wouldn’t be the first.”

Toji grabs the gold handle knife. It matched the pretty silk that has you stung and tied up. With an enormous grin, he walks over to you, getting between your legs. His response is, “You know you love her smart mouth, all the more reason to punish her.” Pressing the tip of the knife to the back of your thigh. Slowly applying more pressure till blood trickles down to your ass. Which Toji smears by dragging the flat of the blade along your skin.

Madara groans, “You’re right." Smirking down at you as he takes the crown off his head. His long hair falling forward, framing his face, as he smirks down at you. I wanted to fuck the brat out of her since she started glaring at me.” Pulling his cock out of your mouth and letting you breathe, any little gasp of air you get comes out quickly in soft cries. The sweet pain of Toji cutting your thighs, between the silk rope that wraps tightly around your thighs. Your pussy clenches as Toji makes a deep enough cut on the back of your other thigh, that you can feel the warmth trickling down.

Toji leans in and you feel his warm tongue as he licks up what drips. Before he bites down on the cut he made. As he slips his fingers up and down your slit, stopping for a second at your pussy hole.

Slowly pulling his cock out of your mouth and frowning as he roughly takes the o ring off your face. Before roughly slapping your fat with his heavy cock.

Toji asks Madara, "What's wrong?"

Answering back, "I hate this fucking brat making me what to hear her sweet voice. I missed it for some damn reason.". Quickly thrusting his cock down your throat to hear you gag before he walks away from you, setting his crown on its holder. And then putting the o ring back where it was.

You say, "What a weird way to say you love me." Before moving your mouth again, trying to rid it a little of the ache the o ring and getting throat fucked has given you.

Toji suggests to Madara, "Or do you want to let her just talk herself into more trouble because it's more fun for us that way?" He thought of the electro-wand that came in recently. The thought of zapping your cute puffy clit to make you jerk against the silk the binds your arms behind your chest, wraps around both of legs, holding both of of your legs in a v shape. While your head dangles, the silken rope wrapped around your chest keeping you at the perfect height for their cocks.

Madara says, "I think that's it."

Toji asks, "Which one are you saying that to?" Madara just grins, not answering, as he grabs a set of nipple clamps and a butt plug with some lube. The latter two items he hands to Toji, who then places the knife on your stomach.

Toji tells you, "Stay still." As he covers the butt plug with lube. While Madara moves back by your head, his cock and balls pressing against your face as he puts the clamps on your nipples, the metal hoop inside them adding to the pain the clamps bring you.

Madara flicks them both, you moan, "I know I'm not supposed to enjoy my punishment, but the two of you are making it hard."

Toji slaps your pussy and then sticks three fingers deep into your wet heat, spreading his thick fingers around, telling you, "That's why you can't cum."

Whining to both of them, "For how long?" As you wiggle your hips and push against Toji's fingers as he smears lube over your asshole.

"Until I give your spankings, Toji can pick out what I spank you with." Toji grabs the knife he left on your stomach as Madara lines his cock up with your lips. He smears his thick pre-cum over your bottom lip before you open your mouth and he starts at a fast and rough pace.

Grabbing your throat to keep your face still as he fucks his cock into your throat. Which he tightly squeezes every time his fat cock makes your small throat bulge with his girth.

"I'll decide when you what to spank her little whore's ass. Look at her," giving you a shallow cut underneath the silk. Your blood seeps into the silk. You whimper and moan as Toji finishes by saying, "she's getting off on this. Getting cut and tied up like this with their throat's so full of cock that it's bulging."

"Cut her stomach." Toji moves closer to your wet heat, placing his cock on your pussy and pressing the tip of the knife into your stomach.

Toji grins as he tells you, "Cut yourself by moving your hips. I can't slap your ass, but I can get that want and zap your cute pussy till you're crying while Madara fucks your throat. Now move."

Dragging your pussy up and down the length of Toji's cock, making the knife pierce your stomach. Madara's eyes widen at the sight of the blood as he leans down and Toji moves away from you.

You try to whine around Madara's cock as he bites down on your stomach, mimicking Toji from before. But there is no air in your lungs, too.

Madara lets go of your throat and grabs your ass. He moans, "You taste sweet. I bet you would sound just as sweet if I let you breathe some air to cry. But I don't think you deserve to breathe."

Madara leans up and Toji steps back between your legs. This time Toji pushes just the tip past your lips, keeping himself there. As he places the knife to your clit. And you, as you are getting weak from the lack of air, you don't react. So Toji turns the blade onto its side and slowly rubs small circles with the flat against your pussy. While he tells Madara, "Her body is going to get so limp, she won't be able to struggle as I cut her up."

Madara tells you, as he fucks your throat again. "You don't need to be awake for us to use you. I could make you pass out, not let you enjoy any part of your punishment. And leave you tied up covered in our cum for you to wake up alone." You slap against his thigh in weak protest. While Toji pulls the knife away and slams his hips against yours, his heavy ball sack hitting your ass cheeks. As your stomach bulges with Toji's cock.

Toji tells you, "True, your pussy gets wet for us all the time during your sleep. Too bad this won't be us treating you to waking up by making you cum." Moving his slowly, and all you can think about is the cocks dragging stuffing you.

Madara pinches your nose as he fucks your mouth. His balls hitting your forehead. "Or maybe if you hold your smart all mouth for once and be a good girl for us, I'll let you stay awake." He pulls his cock out of your mouth and lets go of your nose.

Toji scoffs, "You really think she is going to behave for once?" As onto your hip and starts picking up his slow pace.

Trying to catch your breath, you softly beg, "I can be good." Taking a few more breaths of air before pleading with them, "Just let me stay awake! I missed you." You interrupt your own begging with moans as Toji's cock hitting the back of your pussy roughly makes it hard to form words. After a minute, you say, "Even if you're mad at me, I want your attention."

Toji's grin falters as pauses, with his cock inside you, and says, "What's this? Oh, did you really believe that woman? Is that why you got so mad and almost started a war?"

Madara says, "Explain."

Looking up from you to Madara, telling him, "That damn slut got real nasty with her, saying that you don't really love her. Which I thought she knew better."

Madara cradles your face between both hands. He says, "You mean so much to me, baby girl. I love your smart mouth, waking up next to you every morning and I would do anything for you. Don't act foolish and let someone else make you doubt how much I love you. Toji and I can take turns showing you how much we adore you if you have the energy after your punishment."

"Both of you are mean to me, but I love it. Please let me stay awake."

"You can stay awake. Your reactions are too cute. And like I said, I missed hearing your voice. So you're going to help Toji cum and then you're going to take your thirty spanks from me. And don't even think about trying to cum on Toji's cock. He spent the morning putting up with your bratty ass, so you're going to let him use your pussy while I watch your cute face."

Happily saying, "Yes, sir, thank you for putting up with me." Watching Madara, who sits on the edge of the bed, which isn't too far from where you're tied up at. He wraps his hand around his cock, fisting his head, using the leftover spit.

Toji gently said, as he nicks your side with the knife, "She terrified you, didn't she? You barely ever thank us for your punishment, even when told to do so."

You tell him, letting yourself be vulnerable instead of hiding behind a smart as comment, you say, "I love both of you. Which I didn't expect out of my arranged marriage to Madara. I don't like the idea I'm only met for breeding and after a few years, you going to replace me with a younger wife."

Madara's eyes widen a little, the idea of not having you by his side. He pauses his hand and tells you, "I never expected to become as fond of you as I've become. Ever since that night, we almost lost you and I assigned Toji to be your personal guard. I hope I would never have to live a day or night without you love."

After Madara finishes speaking, Toji tells you, "You should know this. After I saved your damn life two nights ago. If you really were for nothing more than breed, why did we both risk our damn lives for you? It scared both of us. We almost lost you. So don't you dare insult both of us by believing for a second we don't love you."

Madara picks up after Toji, saying, "It's insulting she would doubt us. Both of us may share with you, but we don't expect you to share us. We lucked out loving each other in this arranged marriage. And it was on me for having Toji discipline you in bed. By the time I realized I had feelings for you, Toji did too. And I trust him with mine and obvious your life. So it's only natural that both of us love you, yes both of us want to breed you." To prove his point, he thrusts his hips, watching your tight pussy tug and pull when he bottoms out.

Toji glides the tip of the blade between your tits, "We only want to see you as the Mother of our children." And as he hits, the nipple clamps with the knife. Then he moves the blade under the chain that connects your nipple rings and he sharply pulls the knife up. Pulling your sore nipples together and making the clamps twist and move a little.

Toji goes onto say, "Both of us have black hair and dark eyes. Who is going to look Madara in the eyes and tell him that his child isn't his child? Even though really one of them will be mine, I hope for a boy. I want to name him Megumi."

Between the whimpers and the moans as Toji's fat cock head hits the back of your pussy. "The two of you want to make me a Mommy?"

Madara grins, and you wish he wasn't upside down to you. Either way, watching him stroke his cock as you squeezing Toji's cock, who heavily groans. As he slices your thigh, and then bites down on it, letting the blood fill up his mouth. As Madara says to you, "Soon. And we can't have your smart mouth starting any wars. Now onto you getting punished. I want to hear her begging to cum, do you think you can get her to do that?"

The way your face scrunches up from the pain, as you try to jerk your body away while whimpering to Madara, "I thought you wanted me to behave."

Madara groans as he reaches down to fondle his balls while watching your smaller body bounce against Toji's. His large hand bruising your bloody thigh, while he leaves small shallow cuts on your breasts. Your expression is a mixture of pain and pleasure. "I'll let you beg all you want tonight. I just want to hear your pretty voice. Keep making that cute face and beg." Your face is tearful, dark lines of mascara running down from the way your head hangs, and lipstick smeared around your lips from Toji and Madara fucking your throat.

You're a beautiful mess. Their beautiful Queen.

Begging your husband, your sight shaky and a string of moans passes over your lips. As Toji picks up his pace, the sound of slapping skin and your loud pussy making Madara's cock throb. Then you begging Madara, "Wanna cum on Toji's cock, Madara. It's fair she was mean to me first. Please let me cum. It feels so good with his cock hitting that back of my pussy while he cuts him. I want to so badly, please." And that pushes Madara over the edge. His thick cum spills over his hand. And he stops, standing up and walking over to your head, holding out his cum covered fingers.

Toji smirks down at you as you open your mouth for Madara to stuff three of his fingers down into your throat. As you wrap your lips and moan around Madara's fingers. Your soft tongue swirling around them, making his softening cock twitch.

Toji moves his knife between your legs, rubbing the flat of the blade against your clit. As he groans, "That's too bad. Shit, the way you clench around me, you really like being fucked like a slut, don't you? All covered in blood, with your pussy gushing, sucking cum of Madara's fingers. I bet you would love cumming right now."

Madara reminds Toji, "Remember, stay away from her ass. That's mine to bruise up tonight. You had her all morning since I didn't have her sit next to me on her throne."

Toji moves the knife to the inside of your thigh, careful to only cut your skin instead of the "Madara and I let you try to relax at the market. You could go shopping, eat some food, but you almost got an actual fight with another Queen instead."

Madara pulls his fingers out of your mouth and you whine, "I'm sorry!"

Madara grabs your already aching throat, squeezing it as he says, "No, you're not. You're just sorry you're getting punished. That bitch may have been acting like a brat, but that doesn't mean you have to. You can be a good girl, or at least pick better moments to be a fucking brat." And smiling as you gasp for air, only to moan again, you're getting close.

"You better not fucking cum, brat. I'm so fucking close, just kept squeezing me."

"Can't, I want to so badly. Can I please? I won't do it ever again."

"You better fucking not and quit your fucking lying." Madara pinches both of your cheeks and pulls on them, spitting into your open mouth. Which you quickly swallow and stick your tongue back out. And Toji is pulling out, pumping the tip of his cock and spurting thick cum all over you.

Leaving you crashing as you clench around nothing. And in your frustration, you sob, fat tears blur your vision.

Madara grins, your tears making his cock hard again. Madara taunts you by saying, "I thought you were all done crying. I should have known once a cry baby always a little dirty crybaby. You ready for your thirty spankings?" You try to answer back, but you cut yourself off with a cry as Madara and Toji both roughly pull a clamp off your nipple.

Madara tells Toji, "Pick out what she gets her spankings with. And give me the knife." Toji goes to look at their selection of toys meant to spank you. While Madara cuts the bloody silk bonds around your legs, which you wrap around his waist. Before he wraps an arm around your waist and frees your top half. Pulling you to his body, his chest against your aching nipples, and the way he hugs your body is soothing.

Madara lays you on your back on the bed. "Toji left you such a bloody mess, covered in so many shallow cuts and cum on your belly. Yet your pussy is drooling."

"Here's a towel to keep the cum from getting in her cuts."

"Aw I wanted to be messy for you, your good girl taking punishment covered in blood and cum." Madara's cock is fully hard as he rubs the weeping tip against your pussy lips. You looked breathtaking and fucked up, with your pussy swollen. His eyes turn red and you gasp as you smile.

You can't stop yourself from saying, "Madara and Toji, getting off on this. With both of your cocks getting hard at the thought of my hurt cum covered body. You just want to make me cry and hurt me more. That's sick." As you get some of Toji's cum on your finger and stick it in your mouth.

Toji grins and hands Madara the leather flogger as he says, "There's that smart mouth." Your eyes widen as Toji flips you over and puts you on your feet with your ass int he air. He flicks the jewel of your butt plug between your cheeks.

Madara chuckles lightly before he said, "Being a good girl lasted all of what, fifteen to twenty minutes?" Giving both of your cheeks two stinging hard hits. As your knees buckle and give, hitting the floor roughly.

Toji sits on the bed beside you and he grabs you by your hair, picking up your head and slapping you across your face, cutting your crying off. Then spitting in your face, he tells you, "Pick your ass up your disgraceful, foul mouth dirty whore. And beg Madara to hurt you." Slowly, with shaky legs, you stand up.

You sniffle, "Please spank my ass and bruise it up. I want you to beat my little whore ass up before you roughly fuck me with your fat cock." As you reach for Toji's hardening cock, stroking it. The pussy juices coating his cock, making it easier for your pump your fist up and down his length.

Madara gives your bloody thighs three slaps each, before slapping each cheek once. Not even missing a beat when your legs buckle and your knees hit the floor again. And Toji moves your fist up and down his cock by holding onto your wrist.

Madara stops only as you screaming, "Please! Please!" Madara slips two fingers inside of you, spreading them apart before closing them. And rubbing your sweet spot. Your pussy squeezes his fingers like it's a cock you can milk. And when he pulls his fingers away. Your pussy transfixes Madara, as your gummy walls try not to let him go.

You're getting so close quickly. Toji edging you earlier making you all the more senstive and Madara is happy to ruin your peak. As you sob out, "I can't do this."

Madara tells you, with a sneer to his voice. As he picks your hips up and puts you back in place. "Yes, you can, you stupid brat. You have only twenty more." The flogger is rough on you, and after this you wouldn't be making a public appearance. He could tell the public you were sick again. Which wouldn't help the rumors that he was trying to get rid of you. But those rumors be damned.

You protest right away, telling Madara, "I'm sure I should have less than-" Once again, you cut yourself off by crying as Madara gives both cheeks three hits.

Madara is quick to tell you, "I doubt you've been counting, so you can't prove me wrong. So regardless of how many you've already had. Which now you are right is less than twenty. I'm saying you have twenty more hits left, don't you?"

Your voice breaks as you can only make out two words through your sobs, "That's six!"

Toji taunts you, saying with a smirk, "You can scream it louder than that, can't you? Let us hear the pain in your voice." Two more slaps to your pussy and you can't stand anymore. Your legs giving out every time Madara tries to stand you back up.

In pain but wanting to give Toji want he wants, hoping they praise you after this. You scream, "TEN!" Your throat feels scratchy.

Madara tells Toji, "Push her like that and she'll end up losing her voice again. Some of our help already believes we are torturing her in here." As he remembers the one time the wind carried your screams to maid who heard them when walking near the tower. Who ended up becoming really concerned about your well being? It didn't help that you couldn't walk for the following day. He doesn't comfort you, you would give him this. By now you're too weak to walk on your own and your incredibly vulnerable trembling on bent over the edge of the bed, cut up and bruised.

Toji is happy to say, "That's because we are, and she is getting off on it. And or if she not getting off right now, she's letting you beat her cheeks senseless because it gets us off. Either way, it's just as sick. We may want it, but you're enabling us so damn much. Also, let us not forget whose idea it was to have a sex tower. What did you think was going to end up happening in here?" You take two more slaps on each.

"Four-" you can't get out the rest of the word. And stares at Madara, who shrugs. He wanted to push you. And you had yet to use your safe word during punishment.

Toji asks, "Baby girl, what's your safe word?"

Madara drags the flogger over to your ass. You shiver, still so sensitive and reactive despite what you've endured from Toji and Madara. You answer Toji after a few minutes, "Bratty Pineapple. I can finish. I want to prove I can be a good girl and take my punishment."

Cursing softly, as you "Shit damn, I love you so much baby girl."

Your voice sounds rough as you reply, "I love you too, Toji."

Madara decides, "After this, we can put her in the sex swing to help us fuck her holes till she cums a few more times. After putting letting us torture her, we are going to reward her for being a good girl." One more slap to each cheek.

"That's sixteen," Madara counts for you.

Toji lines his cock up with your mouth, using your hand to jerk off, not doing enough for him anymore. As he speaks over you about you to Madara, "No wonder she's depraved, we brain washed her. Fucked her dumb and broke her little pussy to where she will take anything and everything just as long as we make her cum afterwards." One more slap to each check. And Madara stops, pushing off two of the hits to rub his aching cock head up and down your wet slit. The previous neglect of himself making and watching your pussy clench and drool cream making Madara sensitive even though he has already finished on his hand.

Toji groans as he slowly fucks half of his fat cock in your mouth. While you meekly try to move your tongue. Letting go of your hair and cradling your chin, he tells you, "You only have two more than we can put you in the swing since you can't stand and we are going to make you cum so hard you'll forget the pain for a little while. And for the next few days while you heal up, I'll be there to spoil you rotten."

Madara grins and says, "No wonder she's a brat."

Toji shrugs and pulls his cock out of your mouth as Madara pulls back his hand and gives you your last two slaps. He says over your cries, "Your orders were to take care of her in any way I saw fit."

Weakly, you snort at Toji's words. As Madara drops the flogger and Toji grabs the previously forgotten hand towel on the bed. He goes to the bathroom they had built into the tower for quick cleanups. While Madara lays you on your back on the bed.

"And after taking something like this, our baby girl deserves to be spoiled, don't you?"

Toji return with two wet hand towels and a dry one. And a bottle of peroxide. He sets the brown bottle on the bed. He handed a wet towel to Madara as both men got on either side of you. And they gently wipe clean the blood that's been drying.

Toji softly tells you, "You did so good, and I know you're so tired, but once we clean you up, it's time for us to take care of you. Do you want to cum still?"

"Please Toji, Madara," they adore how you breathe their name, in your soft voice. And the plea that follows, "I need to." Has Madara groaning as he leans in to kiss you. While Toji softly presses sweet kisses around the cuts.

Then he grabs the peroxide and pouring some more on the towel. As you whimper against Madara's lips while Toji tries his best to clean your stomach and breasts gently.

Madara pulls away and kisses your forehead before saying, "Thank you for taking so much. You did so well. And looked so beautiful trembling underneath me, bloody and crying. I love you so much, sweetheart."

Smiling and saying, "I love you too, Madara."

Toji and Madara clean the thigh on their side. Toji then pats you dry with the third hand towel he brought before he picks you up, carrying you over to the sex swing. Where Madara helps him strap you up in the cuffs that are squishy and soft on the inside. You're more upright this time, with your legs spread and bent, making it easy to reach his ass and pussy.

Madara kneels in front of you, softly kissing your puffy pussy, which still aches from the stingy slaps Madara gave you earlier. So you flinch away from him, only to melt when he slips his soft wet tongue past your lips. And his rough tub strokes circles into your clit.

You moan, "Madara that feels so good in my poor little pussy, please. I want to cum on your face." As Madara groans into your pussy and pressing down a little harder on your clit.

Toji encourages you, "You can cum as much as you want. I'm sure Madara would love it if you squirted on his face." He is standing by the anal toys, grabbing some beads that only get bigger with each bead and the bottle of lube. He gets behind you and pulls the plug out of your ass. And dropping the plug, before he lubes up the beads and sticks the first bead past your tight hole.

"You moan so sweetly, just like that baby girl. Let go, think about his tongue buried in your pussy. How good it feels to have him licking your sweet gummy walls?"

"So good. I love having Madara eat my pussy out and play with my clit."

"You like filling your ass up stretching your asshole out just a little more. Your asshole is so tight it won't let go of the toy when I pull on it."

You look up at Toji the best you can, before telling him, "You can still fuck my ass, barely prepped Toji. I know how much you like my asshole painfully squeezing your cock."

Madara pulls away from your pussy, slipping two of his fingers and rubbing your sweet spot. As your head leans back against Toji's chest. While Madara looks up ant tells you, "You're too good for us, the best lover. We adore you can't you tell how much you mean to us. How crazy you make the both of us? We are all three still animals, and when we look at you, there is the primal need to protect you, fuck you and make you smile. Let no one make you doubt how much we love you." His soft words, with his thick fingers stroking your pussy in the way he knows you love best. While Toji slips the last of the beads of our your ass and lines his fat cock up with your asshole. You getting so close to cumming.

Toji pushes his fat head into your asshole with a heavy groan that as you clenching around Madara's fingers, gushing. Madara keeps finger fucking you through your high until you're whining. As Toji pushes half of his cock inside your ass.

"So fucking beautiful every time you cum. And," Madara stands up, licking his fingers as he stares into your eyes. While he reaches down with his other hand and he rubs his cock up your slit to rub against your clit. "You taste so damn sweet."

You start to plea, your voice whiney, "Madara, Toji's cock in my ass hurt so good . I want to feel your cock in my pussy, please. Can you fuck my tight pussy till I can't handle it anymore? I'm already bruised, so you might as well fuck me how you want to. Please Mads fuck me. I need you. I want you so badly."

Toji slams all of his cock inside you as you rapidly squeeze him, making it feel like your ass is throbbing around him. As Toji groans, pausing for a second to enough you before he bottoms out as Madara slams his hips in. His cock head hitting the back of your pussy as he moans, "You're so damn wet."

"Her ass is milking my cock. You're going to look so dirty with both of your holes dripping with cum when we finished stuffing you."

"Please breed both of your needy little whore holes. Please Toji, Please Madara." You switch back and forth, begging and moaning out their names.

They sandwiched you between of their hard, scarred, warm chests. As Madara grabs your hips, keeping your body still so they could better pound both of your holes. As they switch to timing their thrusts without passing a word between them.

Your body is getting weaker. Your arms are too sore to grab onto them or the sex swing. And against your will, your eyes are drooping as your body is giving into exhaustion.

"Don't pass out on us just yet, baby girl. We not done with you." Madara grabs your face, making you look him in the eye as he sticks his thumb in your mouth, pressing it against your tongue when you don't suck. And he knows it's because you don't have the energy to.

Neither man could blame you after what they put your body through. "It's a good thing I don't think I can last too long. Her ass feels too good."

Madara groans, "Her pussy is sucking me in deep. Fuck, I wanted this to last longer, but I suppose we should have paced ourselves then."

Toji softly "When you wake u, baby girl, both of us are going to be there cuddling you. Don't worry, sweetheart, we are going to take good care of you." The last thing you feel is Madara's lips against your forehead and their fat cocks deep in your gut.

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Thanks to you, I can't keep brat-tamer Madara and Kakashi out of my mind...😩😩😩🥵

as you should!

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