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Content Warning: Contains coercive sexual abuse, non-consensual sexual activity, emotional and psychological manipulation, humiliation and degradation, forced submission dynamics, exhibitionism themes, captivity and ownership language, verbal abuse, sexual coercion under threat of abandonment, and power-imbalanced master/servant fetish content.
Reader Descretion is strictly advised.
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"Dammit… where is she?" Kanzou muttered, frustration creeping into his expression.
After leaving the police station, he had taken Mikoto to Kushina's house, but she wasn't home. Then he brought her to Kushina's workplace, yet she wasn't there either. They searched around for a while, but no matter where he looked, Uzumaki Kushina was nowhere to be found.
Normally, Kushina was easy to track down if you knew where to look. Yet today, of all days, she had completely vanished.
That only made Kanzou more suspicious. He turned to Mikoto and asked, "Don't you know where she might be?"
Mikoto shook her head. "N-no… I don't have any idea…"
"Are you sure? You're not lying to me, are you?" Kanzou pressed, his eyes narrowing slightly. He wondered if Mikoto knew more than she was letting on… and just didn't want to tell him.
"No… I-I'm really not lying!" she replied quickly, fear creeping into her voice.
And she truly wasn't. As far as she knew, Kushina should have been at work around this time, but clearly, she wasn't there at all.
"I see…" he murmured, temporarily believing her, which made her breathe a sigh of relief.
Unable to find her that way, Kanzou tried sensing her chakra instead, hoping to pinpoint her location within the village.
But—
'I don't feel her presence at all!'
Indeed, he couldn't detect it in the slightest.
Kanzou knew Kushina's chakra well. He had seen her several times over the years and made sure to memorize her.
After all, she was the Jinchūriki of the Nine-Tails; it would have been foolish not to at least memorize her chakra.
Even so, he had only ever dared to observe and remember it, never to act or make a move on her. The Nine-Tails sealed within her was one reason, and his own identity as an Uchiha was another. Approaching her back then could have led to so many complications he wasn't confident he could handle at the time.
Now, however, he had no such worries. The problem was that now that he finally wanted to make his move, he couldn't find her anywhere.
Of course, she couldn't have simply vanished; she had to be somewhere. He just couldn't figure out where.
Mikoto ventured a suggestion, her voice tentative. "M-maybe she's out of the village on a mission?" It seemed logical to her. Unlike herself who is sort of retired and doesn't take missions, Kushina was an active kunoichi, and even though she worked in one of the village departments, it wouldn't be strange for her to be assigned field missions.
"Missions? Don't be ridiculous," Kanzou scoffed, shaking his head. "Uzumaki Kushina doesn't go out on missions."
A mission? Uzumaki Kushina? That wasn't possible at all.
Sarutobi Hiruzen would never allow her to leave the village on a mission.
Unlike Naruto, whose Nine-Tails was restrained by the Eight Trigrams Seal, the seal on Kushina was likely far less stable. There was always the risk of the Nine-Tails overpowering her will and manifesting itself. Knowing this, Kanzou was certain that Hiruzen would never take the chance of sending her outside the village.
In fact, Kushina wasn't even allowed to step beyond the barrier. Ever since she became the Jinchūriki of the Nine-Tails, she had lived within a containment field that worked in tandem with the seal on her body to keep the beast suppressed.
Fortunately, the barrier covered most of Konoha, allowing her to move around the village, go to work, and live some semblance of a normal life. But leaving the village entirely? That was out of the question. The Nine-Tails was surely always trying to break free.
With all that in mind, there was no way she could have gone on a mission.
Mikoto didn't share his certainty and asked, clearly confused, "Um… why couldn't she have gone on missions?"
"Because…" Kanzou began, ready to explain, but then paused and looked at her more closely. "Wait. For you to even ask that… does she go on missions?"
Mikoto nodded. "Yes… I've heard her talk about them before… She does on missions."
"She does?" he frowned in disbelief. 'How is that possible?'
In the canon, she wasn't even allowed to leave the village. And yet here she was, supposedly going on missions. It made no sense. For a moment, he wondered if this was some kind of butterfly effect, but then he dismissed the thought. 'No… that wouldn't explain this at all. Sarutobi Hiruzen wouldn't suddenly become careless enough to allow Kushina out just because of minor changes.'
And yet Mikoto was telling him she did go on missions, and the way she said it didn't sound like a lie.
The contradiction only deepened his confusion. He pressed further. "Has she ever mentioned what kind of missions she went on? Or anything else about them?"
"Isn't talking about missions against the code of conduct?" Mikoto asked, confused why he'd ask such a thing. Discussing mission details was obviously something ninjas weren't supposed to do, so she couldn't understand why Kanzou would even ask such a question. It was clear to her that Kushina would never reveal anything sensitive.
"I don't mean the actual details," Kanzou clarified. "I mean, things like… did she ever complain about something that happened? Or gossip a little? Or boast about who she fought, or mention something unusual she saw, or something she bought? Anything like that?"
Even if mission specifics weren't discussed, it was normal for people to talk about related things. Ninjas were still human, after all; they gossiped, complained, and shared stories like anyone else.
Mikoto considered this and thought back on her various conversations with Kushina. After a moment, she shook her head. "She… never really talked about things like that. Actually, it was usually the other way around. She would ask me about what I did in the capital…"
She recalled how Kushina often looked envious when listening to her stories about life as a kunoichi in the capital and all the experiences she'd had. At the time, Mikoto hadn't thought much of it. She had simply assumed Kushina wanted similar opportunities, maybe even to work in the capital or join the Guardian Twelve, and she had always encouraged her, telling her she could do it if she truly wanted to.
But now that she thought about it more carefully, something felt off. Kushina would always smile and say she'd try her best… yet that smile had always seemed forced, as if she already knew it was something she could never truly pursue.
'She definitely doesn't go out on missions…' Kanzou concluded, reaching a firm decision. But another question followed immediately. 'If she doesn't go on missions, then why does she claim she does? Is it because she's envious and lying?'
That seemed plausible to him. After all, Kushina was still a teenage girl. If her friends and acquaintances talked about their missions all the time, it wouldn't be strange for her to lie just to fit in, to avoid standing out as someone who wasn't allowed to leave the village.
As he considered this, he heard Mikoto murmur, "If she doesn't go on missions… then where does she disappear to so often?"
Kanzou snapped his attention to her. "She disappears?"
"Ah… y-yes…" Mikoto nodded. She explained that every so often, Kushina would vanish for several days at a time. When asked where she had been, she always said she'd gone on a mission.
"Is that so…?" Kanzou muttered, feeling even more doubtful.
Still, he didn't think it was worth overanalyzing. 'It must be related to the Nine-Tails,' he reasoned. 'Probably something to do with the seal weakening… or perhaps training to control its power.'
And since she couldn't openly talk about what she was really doing, she simply told people she had been away on missions.
He wasn't certain his hypothesis was correct, but the more he thought about it, the more plausible it seemed. He clicked his tongue in irritation. "She might be out of the village for the same reason this time…"
If that was the case, he had no idea where she was or when she would return.
"Tch… do I really have to wait until she comes back?" he muttered unhappily. He had been looking forward to fucking her, but if she wasn't in the village and he had no clue about her whereabouts, then waiting was his only option.
He could try questioning others about her whereabouts. Sarutobi Hiruzen would definitely know, but would Hiruzen tell him? And more importantly, asking him would only draw unwanted attention. Kanzou wasn't afraid of Hiruzen himself, but the Nine-Tails was clearly Hiruzen's reverse scale. If Hiruzen realized Kanzou had set his sights on the Nine-Tails' Jinchūriki, he would do everything in his power to interfere, and that would be incredibly troublesome.
Kanzou wasn't ready to openly turn against Hiruzen just yet, so asking questions was out of the question.
That left him with no real option but to wait for her to return to the village.
"Dammit…" But the thought of having to wait felt deeply frustrating.
He felt like he got blue-balled!
After all, he was really looking forward to fucking her.
Unlike Kanzou, Mikoto felt a quiet sense of relief. 'At least for a few days…' she thought.
Even though she knew Kushina was still far from safe from Kanzou's perverted and disgusting schemes, she believed that, at least for the time being, while Kushina remained outside Konoha, she wouldn't be harmed.
That fleeting expression of relief on her face didn't go unnoticed.
Kanzou caught the change in her expression and said coldly, "I see you're happy that I didn't get to have my fun with Uzumaki Kushina."
Mikoto froze. "N-no…" she tried to explain, but Kanzou cut her off sharply.
"Be quiet." He grabbed her hand and dragged her into a narrow side alley. It was mostly empty, save for a few stray cats lingering nearby that immediately ran away seeing two humans arrive…
"K-Kanzou-sama…" she whispered, fear creeping into her voice… She wanted to resist, but those cold eyes made her flinch as she followed him.
After walking a short distance into the alley, he suddenly shoved her against the wall and said coldly, "Since you're happy that I didn't get to fuck Kushina… I'll use you to vent my frustration."
Obviously, he had been looking forward to fucking Kushina, but now that he felt blueballed and frustrated, he needed an outlet for that pent-up desire. And who better than Mikoto, who felt relieved that he hadn't been able to have his way with Kushina.
With that in mind, he quickly issued a command, his tone sharp and impatient. "Hands on the wall. Stick out your ass."
Mikoto tried to shake her head in refusal. "Please… n-not here…"
She didn't mind being used by him, but she didn't want it to happen in a place like this. Not in an unknown alley.
"Shut up. Did I ask for your opinion?" he said coldly, grabbing her by the neck. "You're a maid, and a maid's job is to serve her master and follow his orders. So keep your mouth shut and do as you're told."
"B-but… s-someone might see us…!" she protested, fear creeping into her voice as she also felt ashamed by his command.
Even though the alley looked deserted, and they were somewhat inside, anyone could pass by at any moment. There were windows in the surrounding houses, too; if someone glanced outside, they could easily notice them.
Up until now, Kanzou was the only man who had ever seen her naked or in such an embarrassing state. In fact, not even many women had seen her like that, and she wanted to keep it that way, to be seen only by him. But if they did something like this in the middle of the street, in broad daylight… she would definitely be seen by others.
The thought of being seen while getting violated like this made her stomach twist with dread.
"L-let's go home… I-I'll serve you there… I promise…" she said, hoping desperately that he would agree.
Kanzou only snorted coldly. "Mikoto… what did I tell you? Did I ask for your opinion? I said I'm going to fuck you here, so that's what's going to happen. I am going to fuck you right here and right now, and there is nothing you will do about it, except spread your pussy for me. This is what you get for enjoying my frustration."
"Kanzou-sama… I—I didn't enjoy it… I swear… I really didn't…" she whispered, biting her lip as tears pooled at the corners of her eyes.
But her tears did nothing to soften him. His gaze remained cold, amused, even sadistic, as he ran his fingers over her head. Despite her resistance, he forcefully turned her around and shoved her chest against the wall as he pulled a pair of handcuffs from his pocket and snapped them around her wrists, forcing her hands behind her back, and cuffing them.
Kacha!
"K-Kanzou-sama… s-someone will—" Mikoto tried to plead, but he cut her off.
"If you're worried about someone noticing while I fuck you," he said coldly, "then keep your damn voice down."
"B-but I…" She didn't feel confident at all that she could do that. Whenever Kanzou penetrated her, it felt too good, so overwhelming that she completely lost control of her moans.
Kanzou ignored whatever she was about to say and shamelessly groped her breasts through her blouse. "And what's with these clothes? Do you think a worthless woman like you deserves to wear these?"
There was nothing actually wrong with them. She wore a dark blue high-neck blouse and a long black skirt, clothes she chose every day, nothing unusual at all. But they clearly didn't satisfy him.
"Your identity is that of a maid now," he said coldly. "So you'd better dress like one. Otherwise, don't blame me if I tear your clothes apart…"
He leaned in, pressing his lips to her ear and biting her earlobe as he whispered, his voice sharp and demeaning, "Got that… you worthless maid?"
The thought of having her clothes torn apart humiliated her deeply… she definitely didn't want that.
"H-hai, Goshujin-sama…" she nodded, her face burning with shame and fear as she released a shaky, heated breath. His hands… they showed no restraint at all, continuing to squeeze and stimulate her breasts, making it impossible for her to steady herself.
"Good…" he replied, nodding in approval as he leaned in to kiss her while simultaneously slipping his hands inside her blouse, tugging down her bra, and began to grope her directly, pinching her nipples between his fingers.
"Aaaahhhn… y-yamete… Goshujin-sama…" Mikoto begged him, struggling weakly. But with her hands cuffed, her body held firmly in his grasp, her mind already surrendered, and her lips still exchanging saliva with his, the words came out in nothing more than a shaky, heated voice that betrayed her resolve.
"Mmm… hnnn… aahhnnn!"
Soon… more and more moans escaped her despite her efforts to suppress them, her body betraying her even as she tried to stay quiet beneath his kiss…
Seeing her struggle to contain herself, Kanzou smirked and deepened the kiss—
Chu… slrrrrp… mwwwaaaahhhh~
His tongue invaded her mouth without mercy, tasting her reluctance and turning it into something heated and desperate, claiming every inch as his hands twisted her nipples harder, and roughly pulling on her tits, drawing muffled whimpers from her throat as her toes tipped.
She tried to pull back slightly, gasping for air. "G-Goshujin-sama… please… someone might hear…"
"Shut up and kiss me back, or do you want to bear the consequences of making me angry?" he warned coldly, crushing his lips against hers again while his grip on her breasts remained firm, kneading them without restraint.
Chu… slurp…
Helpless… she could only give in because making him angry is something she really didn't want, after all, it would result in her being thrown away.
Her tongue moved hesitantly at first, tangling with his as she obeyed, but the shame burned through her. 'This is so wrong… we're outside… anyone could walk by…'
So many emotions churned inside her as she squirmed against the wall, her bound wrists straining uselessly behind her back.
Shame at being in such a situation, fear of angering him, fear of being seen like this, humiliation at how casually he toyed with her, and degradation from the way he called her a worthless maid, making her truly feel worthless.
All of it made her hate him… yet despite everything, she still couldn't bring herself to stop him from doing as he pleased with her… and even felt her body respond, her nipples hardening under his rough touch despite the fear knotting her stomach.
'Aaahnnn… w-why am I getting turned on…' she thought, feeling ashamed, but could only do so in her heart as the words dissolved into another moan from having her nipples sharply pinched by him.
Slrrpp… slurrr… chu…
Kanzou smirked against her lips, feeling her nipples harden under his touch.
After kissing her for a while, he abruptly broke the kiss, leaving her gasping, a string of saliva connecting their lips as he mocked her coldly, "Just hear yourself, Mikoto… even though you don't want to be seen by anyone… aren't you moaning like crazy? If you keep this up, you'll draw everyone's attention to yourself."
"P-please… Goshujin-sama… let's just go home…" she begged again, her voice trembling, eyes darting toward the alley entrance where shadows shifted in the daylight. The thought of a passerby stumbling upon them, seeing her like this, pinned, exposed, violated, made her cheeks flush with humiliation.
But he ignored her plea completely, trailing his mouth down her neck. He tugged aside the high collar of her turtleneck and bit her hard.
"Aaahn… it hurts…" she whimpered, her voice trembling as she pressed her lips together to stifle the sound.
"Good. It should hurt," he murmured, his breath hot against her skin. "This is your punishment for being happy about my frustration. Now spread your legs wider."
She shook her head weakly, her handcuffed hands twisting uselessly behind her back. "N-no… I can't… not here… please, Goshujin-sama… let's go home…"
"Didn't I tell you to stop complaining already?" he snarled, shoving a hand under her skirt and yanking her panties aside, brushing against her folds, as he snorted in amusement. "Look at you… already soaking wet. You say no, but your pussy is begging for it."
Mikoto's face flushed with humiliation. "T-that's not… haann… I-I'm not…"
"Liar," he growled, shoving two fingers inside her without warning, curling them against her inner walls.
Squelch… squelch…
"Aaahnn… n-no… stop…" she whimpered, her hips bucking involuntarily as he curled his fingers inside her, pressing against that sensitive spot. The tears she tried to hold back finally spilled over as heat flooded through her.
"Even though you're telling me to stop, your pussy's dripping for it, you know," he whispered harshly, driving his fingers faster while his thumb circled her clit with rough insistence.
"Mikoto… could it be that you're actually thrilled by the thought of being violated by me in a place like this? That you secretly hope someone sees you like this?" he asked, wanting her to feel more ashamed and humiliated at herself.
Squelch… squelch…
"N-no… aahhnnn… d-definitely not…" She shook her head, her expression filled with horror.
This was absolutely not what she wanted, definitely not.
"Then how do you explain this wetness?" he asked with an amused smile. "Why are you dripping like this?"
"T-that… that…" She had no explanation at all for why her body felt this way.
In that moment, she hated how thoroughly her body was betraying her. Even though she didn't want this, didn't want to be in a place like this, and feared being discovered, her body still responded against her will.
"You don't have an answer, do you?" Kanzou laughed, his tone amused. "Admit it, Mikoto… you're a worthless maid who even gets wet from being used by me in a place like this."
She shook her head frantically, biting her lip to suppress the moans rising in her throat. "I… I'm not… hnnn… please… someone will see…" Her voice cracked as panic surged, and she turned her head to glance at the windows of nearby houses, desperately hoping no one was watching.
Fortunately, no one seemed to be looking at the moment—but that did little to calm her. At any second, someone could notice.
Just imagining eyes peering out from those windows, judging her, exposing her shame to the world, made her want to sink into the ground and disappear.
"If someone sees… then let them see," Kanzou mocked, laughing darkly. "Let them see how shameless you really are. You just wear a mask of modesty, don't you? In reality… this is the kind of woman you are."
At the same time, he began scissoring his fingers inside her pussy as they brushed against her G-Spot. He had fingered her so many times before that he knew exactly where to touch, and he didn't hesitate to tease it as her reaction came instantly.
"Aaaahhnnn… G-Goshujin-sama… yamete…!" she cried out, her voice louder than she intended, echoing faintly in the alley. She bit her lip hard, trying to muffle herself, but the sudden intrusion made her knees buckle.
"Quiet, you worthless maid," he snapped, clamping his free hand over her mouth as he pumped his fingers faster, his thumb pressing down on her clit. "If someone hears you moaning like this, that's your fault. Not mine."
Her eyes watered with shame and overstimulation, her body trembling against the wall. 'I-I have to stay quiet… but it feels too good… I can't…' The fear of being discovered only heightened the sensations, her walls clenching around his fingers involuntarily.
Squelch… squelch…
"Fufu… the way your pussy walls keep sucking in my fingers," he mocked, pulling them out and holding them up in front of her, slick and glistening. "Here… suck on these. Taste the juices you're leaking from having your pussy fingered in a place like this…"
She hesitated, her cheeks burning, but his cold glare left no room for refusal. She parted her lips, taking his fingers into her mouth.
Slurp… slurp…
The salty tang of her own arousal filled her senses, deepening her humiliation. More tears slipped down her cheeks as she sucked diligently, her tongue swirling around his digits.
"Good girl," he said with a cruel smile, pulling his fingers free with a wet pop before thrusting them back inside her. He scissored them again, driving her higher and higher until she finally reached her peak.
"Iyaaann… I-I'm cumming!" she cried, louder than she meant to, her body jolting as her toes stretched and her back arched. Along with her juices, fresh tears spilled down her cheeks. She clamped her thighs together in shame, trying to stop herself from leaking like this, but it was useless. The wetness still gushed out, trailing down her inner thighs and dripping onto the floor.
Squelch… splash…
"Haah… haaah…" as she reeled from the pleasure… Kanzou mocked her, "See? You can't even stop yourself from cumming despite being in a place like this… it seems you really are turned on…"
She flushed, unable to find any words in response.
Kanzou didn't care. He simply said, "Now… It's time to fuck you properly."
"Kanzou-sama… please… not outside… I beg you…" she whispered desperately, glancing toward the alley entrance where sunlight filtered in, terrified someone might appear.
"This is your punishment, Mikoto. For being happy that I couldn't fuck Kushina. Now spread your legs wider and take it like an obedient maid," he said, and ignoring her completely, he slid down his pants and boxers just enough to free his cock.
As expected, he was already fully hard, pressing insistently against her.
Thwap…
Feeling that hardness on her ass, she pleaded again, "N-no… Goshujin-sama… I beg you… not here… I'll do anything at home…" her voice broke into sobs, her heart pounding with terror and unwanted arousal.
But he paid her no attention, rubbing the tip against her entrance.
The lack of wetness posed a problem at first, but as he dragged his length along her dripping folds, it quickly solved itself, his skin slicked with her moisture.
Once she was slick enough, he gripped her hips and tried to push inside. But she instinctively clamped her thighs together, unwilling to be violated in a place like this.
It made him growl, "Mikoto, don't you dare test my patience."
The cold warning sent a shudder through her. "Please… hic…" she cried softly.
But he didn't care as he forced her legs apart with his knee and then, once again aligning himself at her entrance, thrust forward, burying himself deep inside her in one brutal motion.
Plakk!
"Aaaahhnnn…!" The cry slipped from her lips before she could stop it, far too loud.
So loud, in fact, that a window in one of the apartments across from them slid open as someone shouted, "Hey… what the hell is going on down there?"
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Hurry up and drop your Power Stones!
Read ahead of public release on P atreon at: p-atreon.com/Knockturn_Alley
Check out Chapter illustrations on Pixiv: unhinged_uchiha
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