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[Content Warning: Contains explicit depictions of sexual assault, rape, forced penetration, coercion, humiliation and degradation, physical violence, psychological abuse, intimate partner harm, and sexual acts committed in front of a spouse (NTR/voyeurism). Reader discretion is strongly advised.]
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"I-it's cumming… i-it's still cumming—!" Loud moans tore through Kasumi while her pussy throbbed from the violent orgasm forced out of her by Kanzou's big fingers as waves after waves of her release dripped down her trembling thighs.
Shaa…
The splatter hit the stone floor in a wet, humiliating spray. Tiny droplets bounced outward, some of which even landed on Seiji's legs.
"!!!" He felt each warm speck against his skin like a burning brand of disgrace… a revolting, undeniable reminder of what had just happened right before his eyes.
'W-why?' He stared in frozen disbelief at his wife, who convulsed through that unwanted climax, her body arching, eyes rolling back, lips trembling in delirious pleasure she never showed him.
"Aaaahhhnnn—!" Even when she bit down on her skirt to muffle the sounds, desperate moans still escaped her in a raw and unrestrained voice as pleasure overwhelmed every ounce of resistance she tried to hold on to.
Such sweet symphonies were never heard by him before from the lips of his wife; such an erotic sight had never been seen by him from his wife before, heck, he had never seen her like this, in such deliriousness.
Indeed, not once in all their years together had Kasumi shown such an expression… such intensity… such overwhelming pleasure, and such a violent orgasm.
He couldn't even deny it; she looked heartbreakingly beautiful in that moment of being undone.
But the beauty of that moment only made the pain sharper for Seiji because the man who drew that reaction out of her wasn't him, but Kanzou, that monster who was forcing himself upon her.
And he, Uchiha Seiji, her husband, could only watch, helpless, as the one he loved came undone in another man's hands.
'Kasumi… w-why did you never react like this when we made love?' he wanted to ask her why she had never reacted like this before him… why had she never reacted with such intensity when he slid his fingers inside her vagina… and he couldn't help but wonder if this was all because of the situation, 'Is it… is it because you like being forced like this? Being r-raped… a-and that too by another man w-who is not your h-husband… c-could it be that you like this?'
The thought stabbed into Seiji's heart like a blade.
'N-no… that's not possible… how could she like being forced by a-another man who is not me?' He immediately rejected it. Kasumi had no control over how her body reacted… after all, she is being forced… her arms and legs are bound, and she is being threatened with the lives and safety of him and their son.
If not for their safety and her being bound, she wouldn't have even allowed Kanzou to slide his finger inside her… let alone made such an expression.
He knew that. He knew it.
Yet the expression she made while squirting out juices despite being forced… that made him feel jealous.
Because no matter how desperately she insisted she hated this… her body told a different story.
Her trembling thighs, the way she convulsed around Kanzou's fingers, the ecstasy written across her face, it all made Seiji's chest tighten with a painful, suffocating ache.
His breathing quickened. Shame and rage surged together.
'No… no… this is that monster's doing… it has nothing to do with Kasumi. I-I shouldn't be thinking about this… I should be thinking about how to save her… and Shisui… not about… this…' He clenched his fists until they shook, forcing himself not to care about the sight of his wife being broken in pleasure by another man.
He forced himself to pin every ounce of blame on Kanzou because, truly, the blame was Kanzou's. Everything that had led to this humiliating nightmare was that monster's doing.
But even as he tried to steady his breathing, even as he tried to think of some impossible way to save Kasumi and their son, even knowing escape was hopeless, he had to think. Because if he didn't, if he let his mind stay focused on what he was being forced to watch… he would break.
However, before any thought could form, a soft, venomous voice slithered into his ear as Mikoto leaned in close, and her whisper brushed against his rage-filled mind, "Do you see that, Seiji-san…? Kasumi-san… even if she refuses to admit it… I can see as a woman that she is feeling a pleasure she has never experienced before."
Her eyes gleamed with cruel certainty as she continued, "Even if her mouth denies it, even if her heart may deny it, but her body… her body is enjoying every second of it."
Then she asked, almost sweetly, "Do you know what that means, Seiji-san?"
Seiji couldn't respond, not with the gag choking off every sound, and Mikoto didn't care for an answer anyway. She smirked, cruel delight glinting in her eyes as she continued to whisper: "It means you never once made her feel real pleasure… not in all the years you've been married. If anything, she's probably been faking it, faking moans, faking satisfaction, just to protect your fragile heart."
She leaned closer, voice dripping with venomous truth, "Women do that often, you know. We pretend… so our partners don't feel inadequate, even when they are."
At the same time, she thought to herself, 'Of course, I have never needed to fake anything, not once. Kan-sama is always so overwhelming that I barely managed to keep breathing, where do I have the time to act…?'
As for whether Kasumi had ever faked it with Seiji or not… she didn't actually know. And honestly, she didn't care. Her only goal was to stab straight into Seiji's heart, make him doubt his worth, doubt his ability to please his own wife, and shatter whatever pride he still had left.
So with that in mind, she slid her gaze back to Kasumi, who was trembling in unwanted ecstasy, and continued, "Judging by how she's reacting right now… I'd say she's been pretending for a very, very long time and only now she is feeling real pleasure for the first time."
And her words certainly hit him harder than any physical blow.
'F-faking it…?' The thought struck Seiji like lightning.
He didn't want to believe it. He wanted to laugh it off. 'K-Kasumi would never fake something like that with me… right?'
She moaned when they made love. She climaxed too. And she always told him she enjoyed it whenever he asked her… so he didn't think Mikoto's held any weight…
But then he caught the expressions she wore now…
The uncontrollable trembling…
The way her body convulsed in raw, overwhelming pleasure…
The fact that she squirted at once, something she had only ever done once or twice with him…
It all tore through his convictions. 'She's never reacted like this with me… not even once. Was she… was she really pretending all this time?'
A cold crack split through his heart, and doubt seeped in like poison.
Noticing her words taking root, she giggled in her heart, 'Fufufu…'
She felt amused at making him feel pathetic as well as wounding his ego, and continued her whisper, honeyed with malice.
"Right now, she's feeling sensations she never even knew existed. And this is only the beginning," she purred. "Once she's tasted this real pleasure, once she experiences the dominance of a man who can truly conquer her body, she'll crave it. She'll crave him with every fibre of her being."
Her eyes gleamed with pride as she looked at the man responsible for Kasumi's trembling form.
"My Danna-sama conquered me… and many other women. Now he's conquering your wife. And believe me, even though at the moment, she is refusing any of it, soon enough, she'll beg him for the same, and regardless of how much he gives her, she'll only beg him for more… beg him to give her these sensations again and again. sensations someone like you could never give her."
Seiji's chest tightened painfully.
This was the last thing he wanted. He didn't want Kasumi to be conquered by Kanzou. He didn't want her to hunger for another man's touch. He didn't want to lose her.
But regardless of whatever he wanted… Her body was already betraying him.
"Unfortunately for you… All you can do is watch," she added with a sweet, venomous smile. "You, a pathetic cuck, can only sit here while my Danna-sama conquers your wife before your very eyes."
She tilted her head in mock sympathy.
"In fact, you remind me so much of Fugaku. Just like you, he's also a cuck. No wonder you supported him and betrayed my Danna-sama… It's just two pathetic men… pathetic cucks sticking together, supporting each other." She giggled darkly. "As they say… birds of a feather flock together… but in your case… It's more like Cucks of a kind, stand aligned, isn't that right, Seiji-san?"
Seiji's jaw clenched so hard the muscles twitched violently. A hateful fire blazed in his eyes.
Mikoto stepped from behind him to his side, meeting that murderous glare without the slightest fear. If anything, she looked entertained.
"Ara ara, Seiji-san~" she cooed mockingly. "You really want to kill both my Kan-sama and me with those eyes, don't you?" She leaned in closer, voice dropping to a cruel whisper. "But sadly… a pathetic cuck like you will never be able to do anything to my Danna-sama or me."
Seiji writhed against his restraints, chains rattling sharply, but struggle was all he could do. Helpless. Powerless. Forced to watch.
Mikoto let out a cruel, delighted laugh before forcing Seiji's head forward. "Look closely, Seiji-san. It's almost time for the main event. Kan-sama is about to put his big penis inside Kasumi-san… and I'm sure she'll lose her mind in pleasure, just like I always do."
Seiji's breath hitched, chest rising and falling in frantic, angry bursts.
He wanted to close his eyes; he really wanted to shut them, but he couldn't.
Just then, Mikoto saw Kanzou unhook his pants. The fabric slid down his legs and pooled at his feet as his thick, fully erect cock, dripping with precum, sprang free in all its intimidating size. Mikoto's gaze dropped instantly, her tongue brushing over her lips as hunger flickered in her eyes.
She wanted to immediately get between Kasumi and Kanzou and devour that cock into her mouth… however, right now, she knew it was not a good time… not to mention, she didn't want Seiji to see her doing something so indecent… The sight of her indecent form is only reserved for her Kan-sama…
So instead, she turned her attention back to Seiji with a cold, taunting smirk.
"Compared to my Danna-sama," she said softly, voice dripping with contempt, "your penis must be painfully inferior… isn't that right, Seiji-san?"
Seiji kept his expression still, refusing to react.
But the tiny, involuntary twitch in his boxers betrayed him completely.
Mikoto giggled in pride, "As I thought… my Danna-sama's penis is on a completely different level."
She didn't spare Seiji another glance. Why would she? For her, the comparison was already over.
Meanwhile, Kanzou's large shaft slid along Kasumi's trembling entrance, teasing her folds. The sheer length was so much that the head even peeked out from the other side, and it was clear enough that Seiji couldn't ignore what he saw.
Although the Uchiha clan prided itself on its techniques and skills… size still mattered.
And Seiji could no longer deny the truth staring him in the face: His manhood was barely half of Kanzou's.
Inferiority settled into his chest like a stone.
Watching his wife being toyed with by a larger, stronger man… he felt his confidence shatter.
"Now feast your eyes, Seiji-san," Mikoto whispered, her voice dripping with venomous delight. "Watch a real man's penis invade your wife's depths. From experience… a size like his will rearrange her insides. And all a pitiful thing like yours can do is sit here and witness it happen."
As she spoke, she pressed her palm to the back of his head as the seal restraining Seiji's chakra unraveled beneath her palm.
His chakra surged instantly toward his eyes, yet Seiji didn't even flinch.
Even with control returning, he couldn't look away from the obscene event ongoing in front of him: Kanzou's massive cock dragging slow, deliberate strokes along his beloved wife's pussy, glistening with her arousal, as he coated himself in her unwilling slick.
Hatred, rage, jealousy, crushing inferiority boiled up at once.
His black eyes turned red as his Sharingan was activated.
The three black tomoe in them began to spin wildly, faster, faster, and the edges began to blur as if they were just a step away from merging and transforming into a new, distinct shape.
And Mikoto, with her Mangekyō Sharingan already activated watching it all happen. Her activated eyes stared into his while her hand remained clamped on his head on the seal…
For a brief moment, she saw it, the edge of the awakening. He was almost there, but he needed one more strong push to cross that final threshold.
Her eyes slid toward Kanzou, silently conveying the message: He's close, but not enough yet.
'I see… so you don't have enough hatred, huh?' nodded Kanzou with a smirk, then continued to rub the thick length of his throbbing cock along her sensitive folds for a while.
The friction of his cock dragging along her wet, sensitive folds made her hips twitch involuntarily, drawing a choked whimper from her bitten-down skirt, "Mmm… wooo… pwease… s-shtoop…"
"Stop? What are you talking about, Kasumi-san?" Raising a confused gaze, he leaned in close, exhaling a breath hot against her ear as he murmured with amusement, "Not only am I not about to stop, but I'm about to put my cock in your pussy... be ready, okay?"
"N-no...!" Kasumi shook her head frantically, tears streaming anew down her flushed cheeks as terror knotted her gut.
She couldn't look down and couldn't see properly because of her skirt getting in the way, but even then, she noticed the thick head of his cock…
A-and… she also could feel it, the monstrous length of the cock pressing against her. It was far too massive and too threatening.
'H-how... how could anyone have such a big penis...?' The thought spiraled through her mind in horrified fragments, and she instinctively compared it to her husband's.
Compared to Kanzou's massive penis, Seiji's was only half as long and not even girthy enough…
She feared that if he forced it inside her... her insides would be brutalized, torn apart, ruined beyond repair. Her vagina wasn't ready for something like this; it had never taken something so big inside it…
She also feared that if he rammed such a massive penis at the walls of her uterus, he might end up damaging the new life that had recently taken root there…
She would not have had such a worry if it were Seiji putting his slightly above-average length penis inside her, but in Kanzou's case, she really felt afraid.
'I… I have to tell him… maybe that will make him stop…' Desperation clawed at her chest as she tried to speak despite the hem she was biting between her teeth.
"L-listen… I-I am—" But her words were abruptly cut off when his hand clamped over her mouth, silencing her.
"Oh, shut up, would you?" Kanzou scoffed, eyes narrowed with annoyance. "Do you honestly think that if you beg hard enough, I'll stop?"
When her fear only fueled his sadistic heart and made everything sweeter, why would he stop?
Ironically, cutting her off proved to be a mistake. If he had let her finish, Kanzou would have heard the truth she had tried to reveal, and Seiji would have heard it too. That revelation could have immediately driven Seiji's emotions past the breaking point, shattering the final barrier and forcing his Sharingan to evolve.
But with her mouth silenced, the moment passed, and that decisive push slipped away.
Even when she tried to speak despite the hand clamping her mouth, all that came out were incoherent, muffled words that didn't mean anything to anyone.
'N-no… please… remove your hand… y-you must learn of this…' she wanted to desperately tell him about that; however, her plea was of no use because Kanzou didn't care about her thoughts and opinion at all.
He, who didn't know of this at all, snorted dismissively and continued to focus on her torment as he pulled back just enough to slap his heavy cock down against her puffy folds a few times, causing the wet thwacks to echo obscenely through the chamber.
Plap! Plap!
The impacts jolted her body, sending sharp stings radiating through her core as she gasped sharply in his grasp while her head snapped up in shock. Even the desperate thoughts broke apart because she couldn't think straight at all with those pussy slaps.
Meanwhile, Kanzou's gaze flicked to Seiji. A smug smirk curled his lips as he taunted the bound man, "Seiji-san... it should be alright, right? Fucking your wife for the crime of betrayal you committed... right? And you must know that you can't blame me for this, Seiji-san… The only person you can blame is yourself… This is all because of the choices you made and because of your weakness. Had you not betrayed me, or if you were strong enough, perhaps I might not have done this… It was only your choices and your weakness that's causing all this suffering for your wife…"
"MMMRRR—GHHT 'WAY F'M M'KAS'MI—!!!" "BSSSSHRRRRDD—!!!" Seiji thrashed wildly in his restraints as muffled roars tore from behind his gag and veins bulged in his neck and forehead.
At the same time, the three tomoe in his Sharingan continued to spin in a frenzied blur, teetering on the brink of fusion.
"Yup… I can't understand that all…" Kanzou shook his head, watching it all with predatory glee before he shifted his attention back to Kasumi…
With one hand still clamping over her mouth, he used his other hand to spread her pussy as he aligned the fat, leaking head of his cock right at her trembling entrance and then passed a deliberate, taunting smirk to Seiji so that he wouldn't forget this moment, and pushed in with a low grunt as the head of his cock slid inside her pussy, "Gahhh…"
Kasumi's eyes widened, and her breath paused as she felt the thick head inside her, slick, resisting pussy, spreading it wide, and making her entire body tremble.
"Haannfff… hannffff…" she exhaled heavy breath from her nose at the intrusion in her pussy..
Just then, Kanzou released his grip over her mouth and ordered her cruelly, "Go on, Kasumi-san, now scream aloud and tell Seiji-san how much my cock is making you hurt... and how much you love having it inside you despite the pain. Let him know it all... every filthy detail."
"Y-Yamete... Patriarch… Yamete kudasai...!" Kasumi screamed, horrified, exhaling heavy breaths, and shaking her head desperately as sobs wracked her chained form; even the skirt she was biting onto was released as she shook desperately.
"Yes… just like that… scream…" Kanzou smirked wider, eyes darkening with sadistic thrill, and jerked his hips forward without mercy, driving the entire length of his massive cock into her in one brutal thrust.
Schlap!
At once, he buried himself to the hilt, hips slamming flush against her ass as the obscene stretch forced every inch past her clenching walls, battering her cervix with unforgiving force.
Plap!
A visible bulge swelled low on her abdomen from the impossible depth, and her walls stretched painfully around his girth.
"I-it's too big... it's too biiiig... I-I can't take it...!" Kasumi's raw and agonizing scream shattered through the chamber.
The overwhelming fullness burned like fire as she felt her walls being stretched to their limit and more.
She could even feel herself being torn apart around the invading beast as pain lanced through her core like shards of glass, which made her plead with him desperately in a cracking voice as tears flooded her eyes, "P-please take it out... patriarch… please take it out...!"
She wasn't made for this; her pussy wasn't ready for this… Her pussy was in the shape of Seiji, and he never had the capacity to fill her like this.
But now, filled up by Kanzou, she feared her walls being rearranged to Kanzou's shape… but to be honest, she feared that this wasn't rearrangement, this was destruction as her insides were being brutally rearranged by his merciless intrusion.
Yet even as the agony peaked, a traitorous spark ignited deep within as maddening pleasure twisted through the burn, coiling hot and uncontrollable as she suddenly felt herself tipping over the edge.
"Aaaaahhhh~!" She couldn't help but let out a delirious moan as her pussy spasmed wildly around him, clenching in rhythmic betrayal as the coil snapped without warning, hurling her into an instant, shattering orgasm.
"Cu-cumminggg…!"
Shplurt... shplurt... gushhh~!
Hot nectar burst from her stuffed folds, soaking his balls and splattering the floor in humiliating waves as her thighs quivered uncontrollably and her back arched against the chains in delirious spasms.
"Gahahaha... even though you're telling me to take it out... your pussy's doing the exact opposite, it's clenching my cock so tightly, so snugly, so warmly... and it even came from the pleasure, telling me just how much it actually loves my cock," Kanzou laughed in mockery as he ground his hips deeper, savoring the hot, velvet vice-like caves of hers milking him greedily.
She felt humiliated from cumming from a penis that wasn't her husband's, and tried to deny his words, "N-no… i-it's not—"
But her words were cut off by Kanzou with a rough slap in the face.
Cha!
"It's doing as I am saying it's doing… and you are not allowed to be dishonest about it just because you are feeling ashamed…" snorted Kanzou, before picking up the hem of her skirt, and shoved it back into her mouth, "Here… keep hold of this… let Seiji-san see the way you are cumming while my cock and your pussy are kissing each other…"
"Wooo…" she cried from being slapped, and afraid, he'd do it again, she willingly bit into the fabric…
Though when she did that, her eyes met with Seiji's, who watched her open her mouth and bite the skirt for him. Instantly, endless shame filled her, and she immediately averted her eyes, not daring to meet her husband's gaze…
Meanwhile, Kanzou locked eyes with Seiji, his smirk widening into a triumphant leer. "Seiji-san... your wife's not honest at all. Even though she's enjoying my cock in her pussy... she's telling me she doesn't like it. Now you tell me... should I take it out, or should I make her feel the pleasure you've never made her feel?"
"..." Seiji didn't respond, or couldn't, his face twisted in fury as guttural, muffled grunts escaped the gag, body straining futilely against the bonds.
Kanzou pouted mockingly, appearing disappointed. "Oh... right... I forgot... You can't speak. Well... I do want to hear your opinion this time." He glanced at his wife and instructed her, "Mikoto, remove his gag... let's hear what he has to say."
"I see, Kan-sama..." Mikoto nodded obediently, her fingers deftly unfastening the gag and pulling the soaked cloth free.
Seiji gasped raggedly, chest heaving, and the moment air hit his lungs, curses exploded from him like venom. "Bastard... get away from Kasumi...!"
Kanzou pouted again, "Really... even you want me to take it out... very well then…" Slowly, deliberately, he began to withdraw his cock, inch by agonizing inch, dragging free from her fluttering walls, slick with her release, until only the swollen head remained hooked inside her spasming entrance.
Kasumi's breath hitched, a whimper of conflicted relief bubbling up around the skirt as the pressure eased, her body trembling on the edge of collapse, "Aaaahnnn…"
For a moment, she even felt relief and wondered if he was really going to take it out…
But just then, Kanzou snorted, eyes flashing in glee. "But do you really think that if you tell me to take it out... I'll actually do it? Nah... I won't... rather... I'll do this." His hands clamped around her waist as he yanked her back while slamming his hips forward, burying his full length inside her once more with bone-jarring force.
Schlap!
The brutal re-entry battered her cervix again as the bulge reappeared prominently on her stomach as her head jerked back, a strangled scream ripping from her throat, "M-my uterushhhhh…!"
"Hahahahaha... she can even feel it all in her uterus… isn't that great…" he laughed, and laughed more, "I'mma really fuck her, Seiji-san... I'mma fuck your wife right in front of your eyes... and there's nothing you can do about it except watch it all happen helplessly!"
With that said, he set a savage rhythm immediately, pistoning his hips into her ass with reckless power. Each thrust was slammed balls-deep into her yielding heat as wet claps and obscene squelches filled the chamber.
Schlap! Schlap! Schlap!
Kasumi's pleading moans fractured into delirious cries, "Aahhnn~! T-too deeeep... hurttsshh... my uterus… shhtoopp… Yameteeee... haaahnnn~!"
But her sweet, pleading cries were drowned by the hateful screams of Seiji, "Kanzou... you bastard... I am going to kill you...! Get away from Kasumi... get away... put your filthy hands away from her... get away... get away... You bastard... bastard... You bastard...!"
Yet Kanzou didn't stop and laughed manically, "Hahaha… yes, Seiji-san, that's it. Burn hotter. Let the rage swallow you whole. If you want me to stop fucking your wife, then hate me, Seiji-san. Despise me with every drop of blood in your veins. Curse me as the man who's splitting her open while you sit there helpless.
Watch. Watch every thrust as I carve my shape into her body, as I claim what was yours right in front of your useless eyes. Cling to that last shred of sanity, clutch it like the pathetic cuck you are, and try to survive this coming orgasm. Then, one day, when those eyes of yours finally rot into something strong enough to stop me… try to stop me, and maybe then… I'll stop… but until then… Gaahahahahah… I'll have as much fun as I want… Gahahahaha…!"
He sped up as the sounds of his hips slapping into her ass became louder in the room.
Plap! Plap! Plap!
Throughout all this, Seiji was forced to witness his wife being railed like a ragdoll, her body jolting with every merciless plunge, her tits bouncing rhythmically with each shove, the bulge swelling and receding on her abdomen like a grotesque heartbeat with each repetition...
Her long black hair stuck to her trembling white skin that was sweaty and red from being pounded by him, and her entire body trembled, struggling to remain standing… If not for the chains around her wrists that dug into her flesh painfully, she'd have certainly collapsed… but they kept her straight, upright, with her buttocks sticking out, and her back arched in a perfect posture for a good fuck.
"Hnnnghh… nnnghnnn… ummmfff…"
Listening to those pleasant moans, Kanzou suddenly instructed her, "Kasumi-san… look, Seiji-san is watching this moment with all his attention, go on… tell Seiji-san how much you are enjoying being fucked by me…"
"N-no… Seiji-san… pl-please don't look… please don't… t-this isn't me… this is all because o-of P-patriarch… i-it's all because Patriarch's penis… his p-penis is too big c-compared to you… i-it's driving me crazy… I'm losing my mind… wooo…. I am loooosssing my mind..." Kasumi wept… but that crying was soon drowned by her own moans, "ahahnnn… nnooo… n-not so deep Patriarch… y-you ahnnnnnn d-destroying m-myynnnn utereus… i-if that happens… ahnnnnnnn… my baby…. My baby would…"
Watching her moan, Seiji couldn't contain the hatred anymore.
It crested like a tidal wave, drowning everything, rage at Kanzou, at his own failure, at the violation unfolding before him.
"Bastard… Bastard… Bastard… BASTARD…!" Seiji's fury tore from him in a raw, broken roar.
At the same time, the whirling three tomoe that were threatening to merge, but needed one final push, finally had that push and merged in a blaze of crimson light, evolving into a jagged, unfamiliar, yet complicated pattern.
Indeed, having gone through hellish torture, helplessly watching his wife being raped, and having felt inferior to Kanzou so much, Seiji had finally reached the peak of despair and awakened the eyes that burned with unrestrained power.
He has finally awakened the Mangekyō Sharingan…!!!
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