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NRaO Chapter 41.5
🕑 Added 2024-06-15 00:04:57 +0000 UTCNow, with my return from Kirigakure, I had a lot to do before the war started. Fortunately, that was mostly bedding the women I brought back after making them my wives or concubines. The two holdouts from the hidden sand were slapped with slave collars and forced to be maids. Perhaps in the future, they’d submit but for now, they needed to be shown how little they mattered.
They both might have been higher-ups in the hidden sand so there was some loyalty. The green-haired beauty was a direct disciple of Chiyo, at least for preparing the medicines and poisons for the village. Taking her wouldn’t hurt the village too badly but even if she only produced one-tenth the amount as Chiyo it was still fewer resources they could rely on.
The guard wasn’t anything special, just a slightly higher rank than a freshly graduated genin, she’d have most likely never become a chunin unless she survived the war. I knew the chances were slim, even with all the villages planning to attack us they’d have an uphill battle because of the quality of our ninjas. Their names were Watabi(Green Hair) and Kagake(Dilluted Jinchuriki). There was also the relative of the Tsuchikage but she would need a certain method to crack before she would be mine.
Now, out of the fifteen slaves I gained from Hidden Stone ten weren’t up to my standards. They were given positions as maids and helpers for my other family members. I was bringing in enough money to afford the extra help, you didn’t have to pay slaves but that was how you got stabbed in your sleep. I’d probably survive it but why take the risk?
Raphtalia(Raccoon Pseudo Jinchuriki), Chiko(Ketsuryugan/Blood eye), Kagome(Kaguya clan/bone production), Sanami Uchiha(Average looks) and two clan ninjas from the stone with special jutsu. One was a button-nosed shy girl with purple hair and a dancer's body named Ibo. She could launch shurikens at an extremely rapid pace. Unlike other ninjutsu that spread them out, it was like a concentrated beam of shurikens coming one after another.
The second was the exact opposite. Her clothes barely fit her as breasts spilled out of a top two sizes too small, maybe even bigger than Tsunades the woman had bushy brown hair covering her eyes. She was much weaker than her other clan but the forehead tattoo would allow her to cast genjutsu on anyone who made contact with it like the Uchiha’s did.
The big drawback was it needed to be covered until it was to be used with no way to turn it off. It also was a constant low-grade drain on whoever had that surgery to have it done… Still, it was neat in the end. Her name was Bushi. The sand ninjas who voluntarily came with me were next. Still, unless they want it as well I had no plans of forcing them into it. Just the new environment of Hidden Leaf would treat them better. Especially if they were under my clan.
Aiko(Hawkeye Dojutsu), Paturu(Scorch Release), Sachi(Scorpion Pseudo Jinchuriki), Daifu(Bird tamer clan). As we met the positive interactions let me know that they would be receptive to marriage in the future. Still, this was getting kind of ridiculous. If I kept adding women to my clan through marriage I had no doubt I’d soon begin to be forced on missions or something like that by the larger clans to keep me from growing my clan more.
One big thing was the increased number of people with multiple partners. The difference between being clanless and a small clan was tremendous and I had shown an easy way to accomplish that. Most stuck with one or two extra wives but some were going for as many as me. That left the two I had picked up from the Hidden Mist. Melinda Terumi and Yoko. Both were more than willing to marry me which really only left one question. Who did I fuck first?
Eenee meanee minee Uchiha. Now, why would I start with the plain-looking Uchiha? Because I was kind of pissed at them. No matter how many times I showed up as a clone and beat them down before they hit me they still kept coming. I wanted to break that arrogant attitude and if I couldn’t do it with my fists I’d do it with my cock. She was sold out by her teammates who were also Uchiha so besides revenge on them, she wanted nothing to do with her clan.
While her looks were average she was still a shinobi. Years of work and effort had grown her body tight in all the right places. Covered in more scars but that was most likely made during her capture to try and beat some submission into her. Now I was reaping the benefits of those slavers' efforts. I’d have to reward them later by stealing more of their products.
Sanami was done with being a ninja and wanted to settle down. It was very fortunate for her that the man who took her was very attractive. She was happy with how everything turned out compared to how her life could have been if that fat short ugly man got to keep her. I took off her clothes like I was unwrapping a present, which it sort of was. At the very least it was a reward for all my hard work.
I was about to put her to hard work as well. Slowly stripping her naked and revealing even more scars, those that would have been hidden under her clothes far worse than what was visible. Her back was torn to shreds more scarred skin than not. Even my breath caught in my throat as I could appreciate the tenacious nature of the Uchiha.
Plans changed as I decided to make love to her more than have sex with her. I kissed and played with her first making sure she was plenty ready. Taking extra care with her sensitive nipples I almost brought her to orgasm without penetration. As she gasped for breath she finally asked for it. “Please.” That was all I needed to hear. As I penetrated her and she orgasmed her sharingan flared to activity.
It caught me off-guard so much I forgot to get easy until she began to wince at my size. I didn’t pull out but just stopped pressing forward, letting her grow accustomed to my size. Slowly her discomfort faded as I went in another inch, then another. Fifteen minutes later I was fully inside her. As I kept it slow and steady she wrapped her legs around me and grabbed my shoulders from my back as she leaned into me.
I couldn’t help but chuckle at the expressions she was making. The Uchiha face wasn’t supposed to make such cute expressions. As she became mad at me and I saw that Uchiha frown on her face I switched my mind again. If she wanted to be a sassy girl I’d give her a real fucking. I slowly sped up as I thrust into her faster and faster.
Even now I looked into her eyes, the color showing how unique she was. A uniqueness I needed more of. Even with all the women I had already, I was insatiable. I wanted more Uchiha women as wives. Orgasm after orgasm I made sure she was thoroughly satisfied before I brought her to exhaustion.
Her body was lathered in sweat as she kept quivering from the aftershocks of orgasms. Her sharingan finally deactivating as she lost consciousness. All this happened while I still maintained eye contact with her. I ran my fingers through her hair as my plans changed. I had already planned to leave the women and children alone when I killed them but now I might need to keep them around.
They’d make good wives for me at the very least but also good husbands and wives for my future children. Those special eyes drew to me… The next kekkei genkai I’d consume would have to be the Sharingan.
