"Hmmph, for a knight, you seem to have no honor. If you're going to fight with that 'sword,' then perhaps I should cut it off?"
"I-I would really prefer if you didn't..."
Naruto watched, slightly amused, as Kiba dodged a swing of a sword, barely managing to do so in the cramped hallway of Kuoh Academy.
"I don't see the problem. You can always fix it with magic, so it's not like it's a big deal if I cut it off." The woman who spoke, a beautiful brown-haired woman with short hair and a smug look on her face, chuckled as she was holding a massive sword in her hand. She was wearing an extravagant knight's armor, which had a tight underclothing that emphasized her large breasts, as well as various portions of metal clothing to actually protect her.
"Karlamine, we should finish this," The other woman, a taller and more slender woman, who had long, blue hair and a more mature and serious expression, sighed as she was holding a large greatsword with one hand. She had a thing and a beautiful face, and was wearing an even more revealing outfit, as her cloth upperarmor showed the crevice of her large breasts, and her tight red skirt-shorts hugged her massive rear, "Riser-sama ordered us to defeat them. We must follow his orders."
"Oh, come on, Siris! Where's your sense of fun?" Karlamine pouted playfully, "This little knight is all naked and vulnerable. The fun part about defeating a fellow knight in battle is stealing their honor! It's trampling all over their pride!"
So, these two are knights? They're the 'let's have an honorable battle' type of fighters, huh?
"Then why don't you pick on someone your own size?" Naruto's voice cut through the hallway, a deep, amused rumble that made both women freeze.
They turned, their eyes widening as they took in the sight. Naruto stood there, a smug, confident smirk on his face. He was completely naked, his body a testament to raw, primal power. His massive, semi-hard cock swung between his legs, a glistening, intimidating sight that made their cheeks flush with a mixture of shock and a sudden, shameful heat.
But it wasn't just him. Behind him, a pathetic, beautiful procession of submission crawled into view. Rias, Asia, Akeno, and Koneko, the proud, noble members of the Gremory peerage, were on their hands and knees, their bodies naked and collared. They were followed by the newly conquered members of the Phenex clan, the twins Nel and Ile, and the two Rooks, Xuelan and Isabela, their bodies glistening with water and cum, their own new collars a clear, undeniable symbol of their defeat.
The sight was a raw, primal assault on the two knights' senses. It was a declaration of absolute dominance, a visual representation of the power that had claimed their comrades. Karlamine's playful smirk vanished, replaced by a look of pure shock and disbelief. Siris, her face a stoic mask of composure, couldn't hide the flicker of alarm in her eyes as she saw the leashes attached to the collars of her fellow peerage members.
"W-What... what is this?" Karlamine stammered, her grip tightening on her sword as she stared at the crawling, collared women from her own clan. "Nel? Ile? Xuelan? Isabela? What have you done to them?!"
Naruto just chuckled, a low, dismissive sound that made their skin crawl. He took a step forward, a casual, almost lazy motion that made them both flinch.
"I've shown them their place," he said, his tone smug and confident, "I've shown them what it means to serve a real King. Not some pompous peacock who struts around with a flock of hens he can't even satisfy."
His words were a poison-tipped arrow, and that arrow struck true. The insult to their King, a direct attack on the honor they held so dear, made their blood boil.
"How dare you!" Siris shouted, her voice a sharp, furious cry. "You will pay for your insolence, you... You naked brute!"
"Insolence? I'm just stating a fact," Naruto said, a cruel smirk playing on his lips. He gestured to the line of women behind him, a dismissive wave of his hand. "Look at them. Look at the women you were supposed to fight alongside. They're crawling. They're collared. They're begging for my cock like a bunch of desperate bitches in heat. Why do you think that is? It's because they've seen the truth. They've seen that I can do what Riser Phenex never could."
He paused, letting the full weight of his humiliation sink in. He could see the way their bodies tensed, the way their knuckles turned white around their weapons. They were angry, they were humiliated, and they were ready to fight.
"But you're knights," he continued, his tone shifting to a mocking, almost sympathetic drawl. "You believe in honor. You believe in fair fights. So, let's make a deal. A wager."
The two women looked at each other, a silent, confused exchange passing between them. A wager? With this... this arrogant, naked man who had just decimated their comrades?
"I can see you're confused," Naruto said, a smug, triumphant glint in his eyes. "It's simple. We'll have a duel. Me, against the two of you. Right here. Right now."
He paused for dramatic effect, letting the absurdity of the proposal hang in the air. He was one man, naked and unarmed, against two fully armed and armored knights.
"But," he continued, a cruel smirk spreading across his face. "If I win... You two will join them."
He gestured to the line of crawling, collared women. The implication was clear, a threat that was both terrifying and, to a part of them they'd never admit, strangely compelling.
"You'll kneel. You'll put on these collars. You'll become my pets, my fucktoys, my personal bitches. You'll crawl, you'll beg, and you'll spend the rest of your days worshiping the cock that broke you, and your King will be left with nothing but a broken peerage and a shattered ego."
The words were a promise, a future of degradation and submission that made their crotches throb. But it was the next part of his offer, the part that appealed to their honor, that truly sealed their fate.
"But," he said, his tone shifting to a more "serious" one, though the mockery still shone through, "If you two manage to defeat me... I will surrender. I will get on my knees before you. I will order the Gremory peerage to do the same. The Rating Game will be yours. Riser Phenex will have his victory, and you two will be the heroines who single-handedly won it for him."
Siris and Karlamine looked at each other, a silent, desperate exchange passing between them. The offer was too good to be true. A chance to end this humiliation, to restore the honor of their King, and to win the Rating Game with a single, decisive duel. The sight of their collared comrades, crawling and debased, was a fresh wave of shame that fueled their anger and their resolve. They had to win.
"We accept," Siris declared, her voice a firm, ringing cry that was filled with a renewed sense of purpose. She tightened her grip on her greatsword, her body tensing as she prepared for battle.
Karlamine's playful demeanor was gone, replaced by a look of grim determination. "You'll regret this, you arrogant bastard. We'll make you beg for mercy, and then we'll make you watch as we drag those bitches back to Riser-sama."
"Big words from a couple of damsels in distress," Naruto taunted, a smug, confident smirk on his face as he glanced over at Kiba, "Kiba-kun, give me a sword."
Kiba simply nodded, raising his hand as he used his Sacred Gear, and a sword appeared out of thin air. He chucked it over to Naruto, who casually caught it.
"I've never really fought with a sword before," Naruto hummed, smirking as his words made the two knights relax slightly, "But I think I'm still better than you two."
It's not like Riser picked them because they're strong. He just picked his entire peerage based on how hot they were!
With a shared battle cry, the two knights charged. Siris, with her massive greatsword, led the attack. She swung it in a wide, horizontal arc, the blade humming through the air with a deadly whistle, a move designed to cleave him in two.
Karlamine flanked her, her own sword a streak of silver as she moved with a fluid grace, jabbing her sword towards Naruto's chest. They were a perfect team, a symphony of steel and skill, a coordinated assault that would have overwhelmed any lesser opponent.
But Naruto was not a lesser opponent.
He didn't meet their charge. He didn't even raise his sword to block. Instead, he pivoted on his heel, a single, impossibly fast movement that carried him out of the path of Siris's deadly swing. The greatsword whistled past him, so close he could feel the wind it displaced, a near miss that made Karlamine's eyes widen in disbelief.
He flowed with the motion and, as Siris's momentum carried her past him, he struck. He used the flat of its blade, as he brought it down in a sharp, stinging arc, not at Siris's body, but at the flat of her own sword.
The impact was a loud, resounding clang that echoed in the cramped hallway. The force of the blow was immense, a shock that traveled up the length of Siris's arm. Her fingers went numb, her grip faltering. Her greatsword, a weapon that had been an extension of her own body, slipped from her grasp. It clattered to the floor, a sound of defeat that was a brutal, crushing blow to her pride.
Before she could even register her loss, Naruto was already moving. He spun, his body a whirlwind of motion, and he was facing Karlamine. She was still in mid-lunge, her sword thrusting forward, aimed at his heart. She saw the blur of movement, saw her companion disarmed in a single, impossibly fast move, and her eyes widened with a sudden, sharp panic. She tried to pull back, to change her attack, but it was too late. She was committed.
Naruto didn't block her thrust. He sidestepped it, a simple, almost casual motion that made her blade slice through empty air. As she stumbled forward, off balance, he brought the flat of his sword down again.
SMACK!
The sound was a wet, fleshy thud that was shockingly loud in the silent hallway. The flat of the blade connected squarely with Karlamine's large, full breasts. The impact was a sharp, stinging pain that was immediately followed by a wave of humiliation so profound it made her head spin. Her armor, the very symbol of her knightly honor, did little to cushion the blow. The force sent her stumbling backward, her feet tangling beneath her.
She fell, her body a clumsy, undignified heap of limbs and armor. She landed hard on her ass, a loud, metallic clang that echoed her defeat as her rear armor crumpled from the impact. She looked up, her face a beautiful, desperate mask of shock and a burning, shameful humiliation. Her breastplate was dented, a clear, undeniable mark of her failure. She looked down, her eyes wide as she stared at the dent, a physical representation of her defeat.
Siris, watching her companion fall, glared at Naruto. She quickly bent over to grab her sword, but as she did, Naruto was already behind her. He swung the flat of his blade forward, striking Siris's plump, juicy ass with a loud, satisfying WHACK!
"KYAH!"
The taller knight let out a high-pitched, undignified yelp. The impact was a sharp, stinging pain that made her entire body tense. She stumbled forward, her body a clumsy, undignified heap of limbs and armor. She fell, her body landing on all fours, her large breasts swinging beneath her, and her skirt-shorts riding up to reveal the firm, round cheeks of her ass.
Naruto stood over them, a smug, triumphant smirk on his face. He looked down at the two defeated knights as he tossed the sword aside, the weapon clattering against the floor with a dismissive sound.
"Well, well, well," he said, a mocking, amused drawl that sent a shiver down their spines. "That was easier than I expected. And here I thought you two were supposed to be 'honorable' knights. You can't even land a single hit on a naked man with a sword he's never used before."
He paused, letting the full weight of his humiliation sink in. He could see the way their bodies trembled, the way their faces burned with shame. Siris, on her hands and knees, her head bowed in defeat, was a perfect, pathetic picture of a fallen knight. Karlamine, sitting on her ass, her dented breastplate a constant, crushing reminder of her failure, was a vision of broken pride.
"You lost," he stated, his tone a firm, dismissive order. "A deal's a deal. You know what you have to do."
The two women froze, their bodies tensing as the reality of their situation crashed down upon them. They had lost, and they were noble knights. They wouldn't go back on the deal, even if they wanted to, but, as their arousal grew from the dominant man in front of them, they found themselves being proactive in keeping up their end of the deal.
Karlamine was the first to move. She was the more prideful of the two, the one who valued her honor above all else. And it was that very pride that made her act. To go back on her word, to break her vow, would be a fate far worse than the humiliation of submission. It would be the ultimate dishonor, a stain on her soul that could never be washed away. And, as her pussy dripped, her mind was hazy with arousal that pushed her forward.
With a shaky, trembling breath, she started to unfasten her armor. Her fingers fumbled with the straps and buckles, a clear sign of her inner turmoil. The metal plates, once a symbol of her strength and her status, now felt like a cage, a heavy, cumbersome burden that she was desperate to shed. She pulled off her dented breastplate, the metal clattering to the floor with a loud, echoing sound. Her large, full breasts, now free from their confinement, spilled out, the creamy, flawless skin a stark contrast to the cold, hard steel. Her nipples were hard, a betraying sign of a confused, shameful arousal that she tried desperately to ignore.
"Siris," she said, her voice a trembling, breathy whisper that was filled with a grim determination. "We... we lost. We need to at least honor the deal."
Siris looked up, her expression still stoic as she simply nodded. She pulled off her top, the intricate metal plates falling away to reveal the smooth, flawless skin of her torso and the large, full breasts that had been straining against the confining fabric. She then stood, her body a tall, slender, and beautiful vision of defeat. She unfastened her skirt-shorts, the tight red fabric sliding down her long, toned legs, revealing her dripping slit.
They were now completely naked, their bodies exposed to the cool air of the hallway and to the hungry, triumphant gaze of the man who had defeated them. The two proud, noble knights, stripped of their armor, their honor, and their clothes, were now nothing more than a pair of vulnerable, naked women.
They sank to their knees, their movements slow and clumsy, a clear sign of their shame and their submission. They bowed their heads, their eyes fixed on the floor, a perfect, humble offering of their defeated selves.
"We surrender," Siris said, her voice a soft, defeated whisper that was barely audible over the sound of their own ragged breaths.
"We are yours," Karlamine added, her voice a trembling, breathy plea. "Do with us as you will. We... we lost."
Naruto watched them, a smug, satisfied smirk on his face. The sight of the two proud, noble knights, kneeling before him, naked and defeated, was a potent aphrodisiac that made his already hard cock throb with a fresh wave of arousal.
He stepped forward, a slow advance that made them both feel a shiver down their spines. He reached down, his large hands moving with a slow, deliberate possessiveness. He didn't go for Siris's breasts, or her face, or her hair. He went for her ass.
His hand landed on the firm, round cheek of her rear with a sharp, possessive slap that made her entire body tense. The skin was smooth, warm, and incredibly firm, a testament to the years of training that had honed her body into a weapon. He squeezed, his fingers sinking into the muscle and fat, a possessive grip that left no doubt as to who owned her now.
"Nice ass," he grunted with a crude compliment that was more of a declaration of ownership than anything else. "For a knight, you're built like a proper slut."
Siris blushed deeply, a fresh wave of shame washing over her. The words were a brutal, crushing blow to her pride, a final, humiliating admission of her new status. But she didn't pull away. She couldn't. The command, the duel, the loss, and the arousal flooding through her made it so she couldn't. She just knelt there, her body trembling as she accepted the humiliation.
Naruto then glanced over at Kiba, who was still standing there as a naked, awkward spectator to the whole scene. The Knight of the Gremory peerage looked uncomfortable, his body tense as he watched the two defeated knights kneel before his master. He was still hard, a clear sign of his own arousal, but there was a reluctance in his eyes, and a hint of the noble warrior he was supposed to be.
"You can have the other one," Naruto said, a casual, dismissive gesture towards Karlamine. "She's got a nice set of tits on her, even if they're not as fat as Rias or Akeno's. Consider it a reward for not getting your ass kicked too badly."
Karlamine blushed deeply, a sharp, surprised gasp escaping her lips. She looked up, her eyes wide with a mixture of shock and a sudden, overwhelming arousal. To be given away like a piece of property, to be handed over to another man as a plaything, was a humiliation so profound it made her head spin.
But Naruto wasn't paying attention to her anymore. He was focused on Siris. He grabbed her hips with a possessive grip that made her whimper with a sudden, sharp jolt of arousal. He pulled her up, forcing her to bend over, her head still bowed, and her hands on the floor. He positioned her, her plump, juicy ass raised high in the air as a perfect, vulnerable target.
He positioned himself behind her, his massive, throbbing cock poised at her entrance. He could feel the heat of her, the desperate, hungry need that was radiating from her core. He could feel the tension in her muscles, the coiled, nervous energy of a proud warrior who was about to be claimed.
"Hey, Koneko-chan," Naruto called out, his gaze shifting to the small, stoic Rook who was still on all fours with the rest of the harem. "Go help Kiba-kun out. Make sure he doesn't go beyond her tits."
Koneko looked up, her expression still stoic, but a flicker of something else in her eyes. She looked at Kiba, then at Karlamine, who was still kneeling on the floor, her body trembling with arousal. A slow, predatory smirk spread across the Nekoshou's face, a look that was both terrifying and incredibly arousing for both Kiba and Naruto.
"Yes, Naruto-sama," she murmured.
She started to crawl, her movements fluid and graceful, like a predator stalking its prey. She moved towards Kiba and Karlamine, her small, delicate body a stark contrast to the muscular frame of the Knight and the proud, fallen form of the other Knight.
Naruto turned his attention back to Siris. He could feel the tension in her body, the coiled, nervous energy of a proud warrior on the verge of being broken. He could see the way her hands clenched into fists, a clear sign of her inner turmoil. She was fighting a battle within herself, a battle between her honor and a primal, overwhelming need that was slowly but surely consuming her.
He didn't give her a chance to win.
With a single, brutal thrust, he impaled her on his cock. He slammed into her, a raw, primal invasion that made her entire body tense. A sharp, surprised gasp escaped her lips, a sound that was a mix of pain and a sudden, overwhelming pleasure. She was tight, incredibly tight, a clear sign that she had never been taken like this before. The walls of her pussy clenched around him, a desperate, involuntary grip that made him groan with a deep, rumbling satisfaction.
"So much for the 'honorable' knight," he grunted, a cruel, mocking taunt that sent a shiver down her spine. He pulled back, his cock glistening with her juices, and then slammed into her again, a brutal, powerful impact that made her entire body jiggle. "You're just a tight little slut, aren't you? A desperate little whore who's been waiting for a real man to come along and show you what it's like to be fucked."
He grabbed her hips, a possessive grip that left no doubt as to who owned her now. He started to move, a brutal, relentless rhythm that was designed to break her, to mold her into the perfect, submissive fucktoy he wanted her to be. Each thrust was a powerful, flesh-slapping impact that made her large, full breasts swing beneath her, a hypnotic, erotic sight that made his cock throb with a fresh wave of arousal.
"Is this what you wanted?" he growled, his pace quickening, the sound of their bodies colliding a loud, obscene percussion in the otherwise quiet hallway. "Is this the 'honorable' defeat you were looking for? To be bent over like a common bitch and fucked in the middle of a Rating Game by your enemy?"
"N-No..." Siris gasped, her voice a trembling, breathy whisper that was laced with a pleasure so intense it was almost painful. She was fighting it, fighting the overwhelming sensations that were flooding her senses, fighting the primal urge to submit, to beg for more. Her pride, her honor, her very identity as a knight was a fragile shield against the raw, primal power of the man who was claiming her.
"No?" he taunted, a cruel smirk playing on his lips. He reached down, grabbing her long, blue hair. He pulled her head back, a sharp, possessive tug that forced her to arch her back, a perfect, submissive curve that made her breasts jut out even more. "Then why is your pussy so wet? Why are you clenching around my cock like you don't want me to stop?"
He punctuated his words with a particularly brutal thrust, a powerful, upward motion that made her see stars. A loud, guttural moan escaped her lips, a sound that was a clear, undeniable admission of her defeat.
"Look at you," he continued, his voice a low, dominant growl that was a final, crushing blow to her pride. "The noble Siris, a knight of the Phenex clan, was reduced to a whimpering, moaning mess. You're not a knight. You're a slut. A desperate, cock-hungry slut who's about to cum all over my dick like the bitch you are."
The words shattered the last of her defenses, breaking her pride, her honor, her very will to resist. A powerful, mind-shattering orgasm ripped through her, a wave of pleasure so intense it made her entire body convulse. Her back arched, her head thrown back in a silent scream of ecstasy as her walls clenched around him, a desperate, hungry grip that made Naruto groan with a deep, rumbling satisfaction.
"M-MORE!" she screamed, her voice a raw, hoarse cry that was a complete and utter betrayal of everything she once was. "PLEASE, MORE! FUCK ME! I DON'T CARE ABOUT HONOR! I DON'T CARE ABOUT PRIDE! BREAK ME! I'M YOUR SLUT! YOUR WHORE! YOUR BITCH!"
Her words were a final, crushing admission of her defeat. She was no longer a proud knight. She was a desperate, horny slut, a pathetic, broken toy who was nothing more than a slave for his cock.
Across the hallway, Koneko had reached her destination. She looked at Kiba, a smug, confident smirk on her face. The Knight of the Gremory peerage was still standing there, his body tense, his eyes locked on the brutal fucking Naruto was inflicting on Siris.
"Sit," Koneko commanded, her tone a firm, dismissive order that was a clear reflection of her master's authority.
Kiba flinched, a fresh wave of shame washing over him. He was a Knight, a warrior of honor, but the command, delivered in the cool, stoic tone of the Nekoshou who was now his superior in every way that mattered, was a law that his body had to obey. He started to lower himself, his movements clumsy and awkward.
Koneko didn't give him a chance to comply on his own terms. She reached out, her small, surprisingly strong hand grabbing his cock. The sudden, intimate contact made him gasp, a sharp, surprised intake of breath that was a mix of pleasure and a sudden, overwhelming humiliation.
"Who told you to move so slowly?" she growled, her grip tightening in a way that was both painful and incredibly arousing. She pulled him forward, a sharp, possessive tug that made him stumble. She directed him towards Karlamine, who was still kneeling on the floor, her body a trembling, whimpering mess of arousal and shame. "On her."
Koneko reached out, casually grabbing Karlamine by her hair, and then dragging her back so she fell flat on her back, her huge tits flopping on top of her. Then, she glanced over at Kiba.
"Now."
Kiba didn't hesitate. He couldn't. The combination of the command, the tight, painful grip on his cock, and the sight of Karlamine's large, heaving breasts was a potent, overwhelming force that made his mind go blank. He stumbled forward, collapsing onto her stomach with a soft, undignified thud.
Karlamine let out a sharp, surprised gasp as the weight of the Knight settled onto her. His body was warm, his muscles firm, a stark, intimate pressure against her skin. She could feel his cock, hard and throbbing, pressing against her stomach, a clear, undeniable sign of his arousal. The thought of being used as a toy of pleasure, as a piece of furniture for the man she was supposed to defeat, was a fresh wave of humiliation that made her pussy ache with a desperate, overwhelming need.
Koneko watched with a triumphant smirk on her face. She looked down at the pathetic, tangled heap of limbs and submission. She could see the shame in Kiba's eyes, the desperate, hungry need in Karlamine's. She could see the way their bodies trembled, a clear sign of their arousal.
"Now for the fun part," she purred, her voice a low, seductive whisper that made them both flinch. She reached down, her small hands moving with a confident, practiced ease. She grabbed Karlamine's large, full breasts, her fingers sinking into the soft, yielding flesh. She squeezed, a possessive grip that made the other woman whimper with a fresh wave of arousal. Then, she pushed them together, mashing the creamy mounds into a perfect, warm, fleshy tunnel.
"Hey, you," she commanded, her gaze shifting to Kiba. "Put it in there."
Kiba's face burned with shame, a fresh wave of humiliation washing over him. He looked down at the perfect, inviting valley of cleavage that had been created for him. He could see the way Karlamine's nipples hardened, a clear, betraying sign of her own confused arousal. The thought of what he was about to do, of degrading this woman, of using her body for his own pleasure in front of everyone, was a perverse, twisted thrill that made his cock throb with a desperate need.
He obeyed. He shifted his hips, positioning himself over the fleshy tunnel. He pushed forward, the head of his cock sliding between the soft, warm mounds of her breasts. The feeling was incredible, a warm, velvety pressure that was a stark, intimate contrast to the rough, brutal fucking Naruto was inflicting on Siris just a few feet away.
He started to move. His hips pistoned in and out, a clumsy, desperate rhythm that was a clear sign of his inexperience and his overwhelming arousal. The loud, fleshy slapping sound of his balls against Karlamine's sternum echoed in the hallway, a perverse soundtrack to their shared humiliation.
"MMPH!" Karlamine moaned with a mix of surprise and a sudden, overwhelming pleasure. The feeling of his hard, throbbing cock sliding between her breasts was a strange, alien sensation. The friction, the heat, the primal, undignified nature of the act, was a potent, intoxicating drug that made her head spin. She could feel the pre-cum leaking from the tip of his cock, a warm, sticky fluid that painted her skin, a clear, undeniable mark of her defeat.
"Look at her," Koneko purred, her voice a low, mocking taunt that made Karlamine's face burn with a fresh wave of shame. "The proud, honorable Knight of the Phenex clan, getting her tits fucked by a boy who was running away from her like a scared little puppy."
She leaned down, her small, delicate face inches from Karlamine's. Her cool breath ghosted over the other woman's flushed, embarrassed skin.
"Does it feel good, slut?" she whispered, her words a sharp, cutting whip. "Does it feel good to be used like this? To have a lesser knight, a boy you were about to defeat, humping your tits like a dog in heat?"
Karlamine didn't answer. She couldn't. The words were a crushing blow to her pride, a final, humiliating admission of her new status. She just lay there, her body a trembling, whimpering mess as Kiba continued to piston his hips, his movements growing more frantic, more desperate.
"Answer me," Koneko commanded, her tone a firm, dismissive order.
"Y-Yes..." Karlamine stammered, her voice a trembling, breathy whisper that was filled with a shame so deep it was almost painful. "It... it feels good..."
"Good girl," Koneko purred, a smug, satisfied smirk on her face. She then looked over at Naruto, who was still brutally fucking Siris, the tall knight now a screaming, begging mess of submission. A look of pure, unadulterated adoration filled the Nekoshou's eyes, a clear sign of her own complete and utter devotion, and Karlamine's pussy throbbed at the shift in her gaze.
Meanwhile, Kiba was lost in a haze of pleasure and humiliation. The sight of Siris, a woman he respected, a fellow knight, being broken and bred by Naruto, was a constant, visual reminder of his own place in this new, twisted hierarchy. The feeling of Karlamine's large, soft breasts wrapped around his cock, the sounds of her whimpers and gasps, the sight of her flushed, embarrassed face, was a sensory overload that made his balls ache with a desperate need for release.
He could feel the cum churning in his balls, the pleasure building to an unbearable level. He looked down at Karlamine, her face a beautiful, desperate mess of lust and shame. He could see the way her body trembled, the way her chest heaved with each ragged breath. He was about to cum, and the thought of marking her, of painting her face and her chest with his seed, was a primal, overwhelming urge that he couldn't resist.
"Look at him, Karlamine," Koneko taunted, her voice a low, mocking drawl. "He's about to cum. He's about to paint you like the cheap slut you are. What do you think Riser-sama would say if he could see you now? His noble knight, about to be defiled by the enemy?"
Just as Kiba felt the tightening sensation in his balls, a warning sign of the impending explosion, a small, surprisingly strong hand clamped down on him. The grip was tight, possessive, and painful, a sudden, sharp pressure that cut off the pleasure mid-surge.
"A-Agh!" Kiba cried out, a strangled, desperate gasp of pain and frustration. His hips bucked, a frantic, involuntary motion as he tried to chase the release that was so cruelly denied him. He looked down, his eyes wide with a mixture of shock and pleading, and saw the small, white-haired Rook, her expression a stoic mask of cold indifference. Her grip on his balls was unyielding, a clear, undeniable command that made his entire body tense.
"Not yet," Koneko said, her tone a firm, dismissive order that left no room for argument. She squeezed, a sharp, painful pressure that made him whimper, a pathetic, undignified sound that was a clear sign of her complete control over him. "You don't get to cum until Naruto-sama says so. You don't get to paint her. You don't get to have that satisfaction. This is a reward, not a right."
Across the hallway, Naruto heard the pained cry. He glanced over, a smug, triumphant smirk on his face as he saw Koneko's iron grip on the other Knight's balls. He chuckled, a low, amused sound that made Siris's walls clench around him, a desperate, hungry grip that made him groan with a deep, rumbling satisfaction.
He grabbed Siris's blue hair, a sharp, possessive grip that made her whimper. He pulled her up, dragging her away from the wall, a single, brutal motion that made her stumble and fall to her hands and knees. He continued to fuck her from behind, his powerful hips pistoning in a relentless, brutal rhythm that made her large, full breasts swing beneath her in a hypnotic, erotic sight.
He led her, a crawling, whimpering mess, until she was directly in front of Kiba. He positioned her so that her face was just inches from Karlamine's.
"Watch," Naruto growled, a low, dominant rumble that was directed at Kiba. He punctuated his words with a particularly brutal thrust, a powerful, upward motion that made Siris scream with a pleasure so intense it was almost painful. "Watch how a real man fucks. Watch how a real slut begs."
He looked down at Siris, his grip tightening in her hair. "Tell him. Tell him what you are."
"I-I'm a slut!" Siris cried out, her voice a raw, hoarse scream that was a complete and utter betrayal of everything she once was. "A desperate, cock-hungry slut who needs her master's cock! Please, Naruto-sama, fuck me! Breed me! Fill me with your cum!"
Kiba watched, his face a mask of shame and a desperate, overwhelming need. He could see the look of pure ecstasy on Siris's face, a look that was a clear sign of her complete and utter surrender. He could feel the tight, painful grip on his balls, a constant, crushing reminder of his own submission.
"See that, Kiba-kun?" Koneko purred, her voice a low, seductive whisper in his ear. She leaned in close, her small body pressed against his back, her warm breath a tantalizing caress against his neck. "That's what a real woman looks like when she's getting fucked properly. Not like this..."
She gestured down to Karlamine, her tone dismissive, "...not this piece of property who's just letting you use her tits because her master told her to."
Her words were a poison-laced dagger, twisting in the wound of his humiliation. But then, her tone shifted, a subtle change that was both a promise and a threat.
"This is a reward, Kiba-kun," she whispered, her grip on his balls loosening slightly, a teasing, tempting gesture that made him gasp with a sudden, sharp surge of pleasure. "You're being allowed to feel something other than the cold, hard floor. You're being allowed to use a warm, soft body. But you need to remember your place. She is still Naruto-sama's woman." Her fingers tightened again, a sharp, painful reminder of her control. "You are just a tool. A toy he is letting me play with. Her tits, her body, her pleasure... it all belongs to him."
Koneko then leaned back, her stoic expression a mask of cold indifference, but her eyes gleamed with a sadistic glee. She looked from Kiba's desperate, pleading face to Naruto, a silent, unspoken question passing between them.
"You want to cum, don't you, puppy?" she taunted, her voice a low, mocking drawl. "You want to paint these fat, slutty tits with your pathetic little seed? You want to feel that release, that moment of pleasure, even if it's just a pale imitation of what Naruto-sama is experiencing?"
Kiba could only nod, his body a trembling, desperate mess. The words were a brutal, crushing blow to his pride, but the pleasure, the aching, desperate need for release, was a force that was too powerful to resist.
"Then beg," she commanded, her tone a firm, dismissive order. "Beg our master for permission. Thank him for this reward. And maybe, if he's feeling generous, he'll let you have your fun."
The command was a final, crushing humiliation, but it was also a lifeline, a desperate sliver of hope in a sea of shame. He didn't hesitate. He couldn't.
"Please, Naruto-sama!" Kiba cried out, his voice a raw, hoarse plea that was filled with a desperate, overwhelming need. "Thank you for this reward! Thank you for letting me use this slut's tits! Please... please let me cum! I'll do anything! I'll be a good boy! I'll be your loyal puppy! Just please... please let me paint her!"
His words were a pathetic, beautiful symphony of submission, a final, crushing admission of his defeat.
Naruto, hearing the desperate pleas, threw his head back and let out a deep, rumbling laugh. The sound was a wave of pure, triumphant dominance that washed over the hallway. He looked down at the whimpering, begging form of Siris, then at the desperate, pleading face of Kiba.
"Fine," he grunted, a dismissive wave of his hand. "He can cum. But only when I do."
The words were a command, a law that was understood without question.
Koneko's grip on Kiba's balls loosened completely, a sudden, surprising release that sent a sharp, jolt of pleasure through him. The blood rushed back, the aching, desperate need for release swelling to an unbearable level.
"Now, puppy," she whispered, her voice a low, seductive command. "Cum for your master. Cum when he does."
Naruto's pace quickened, his powerful hips pistoning in a brutal, relentless rhythm that made Siris scream with a pleasure so intense it was almost painful. He could feel the cum churning in his balls, the pleasure building to an explosive, uncontrollable level. The sight of Siris, a proud, noble knight, broken and begging for his cock, combined with the pathetic, pleading cries of Kiba, was a sensory overload that he could no longer withstand.
"I'm cumming," he growled, a deep, guttural roar that was a promise of release. "I'm going to fill this slut up! I'm going to breed her! And you," he commanded, his gaze locking onto Kiba, "you're going to paint her tits! Now!"
With a final, brutal thrust, he buried himself to the hilt inside Siris's used, abused pussy. He held her there, her body a trembling, whimpering mess on his cock, as he let go.
A thick, powerful torrent of cum erupted from the tip of his cock. It was a forceful explosion that filled her to the brim, a warm, sticky flood that made her entire body convulse with a mind-shattering orgasm. Her back arched, her head thrown back in a silent scream of ecstasy as her walls clenched around him, a desperate, hungry grip that milked him for every last drop.
At the exact same moment, Kiba's own release was triggered. The combination of Naruto's command, the tight, warm pressure of Karlamine's breasts, and the sight of Siris being bred was a sensory overload that made him explode.
"THANK YOU, NARUTO-SAMA!" he screamed, a loud, desperate cry of gratitude and submission as he came.
A thick, impressive torrent of cum erupted from the tip of his cock. It shot out, a powerful, forceful stream that painted Karlamine's face and chest. The first shot landed directly between her eyes, a glistening, degrading mark that made her flinch with a sharp, surprised gasp. The second and third shots landed on her large, full breasts, painting the creamy mounds with a glistening, sticky coat of his seed. It was a massive, impressive load, a testament to the frustration and the desperate, overwhelming need that had been building within him.
He slumped forward, his body a boneless, trembling heap on top of her, a pathetic, exhausted mess. He was panting, his ragged breaths mingling with her own soft, desperate whimpers. He had done it. He had cum. He had marked her. But even as the pleasure washed over him, a fresh wave of shame washed over him. He had been allowed to cum, but only when Naruto did. He had been allowed to mark her, but only as a pale imitation of the breeding Naruto was inflicting on Siris. He was a cuck, a pathetic, inferior male who was only allowed to participate as a spectator in his master's pleasure.
Karlamine, her face and chest a glistening, messy canvas of Kiba's submission, lay there for a moment, her body a trembling, whimpering mess. She could feel the warm, sticky fluid on her skin, the musky, salty scent of it a constant, humiliating reminder of her defeat. But it wasn't enough. The feeling of Kiba's cock, the impressive load he had painted her with, was a temporary fix, a fleeting moment of pleasure that did little to sate the fire that was raging within her. It was like drinking saltwater to quench a thirst; it only made her want more, a desperate, all-consuming need for the real thing.
She slowly pushed Kiba off her, a dismissive, contemptuous gesture that made him whimper with a fresh wave of humiliation. She rolled over, her body a clumsy, desperate scramble as she crawled towards the source of her obsession. She looked up at Naruto, who was still buried inside Siris, a smug, triumphant smirk on his face. Her own face was a beautiful, desperate mess, painted with the seed of a lesser male, but her eyes were locked onto the man who had claimed her senses, a silent, desperate plea for his attention.
"Please..." she whimpered, her voice a trembling, breathy whisper that was filled with a need so intense it was almost painful. "Naruto-sama... this slut... she needs more... that wasn't enough..."
Naruto chuckled, a low, amused sound that sent a shiver down her spine. He slowly pulled his cock from Siris's used, abused pussy, leaving the tall knight a whimpering, boneless mess on the floor. He looked down at Karlamine, a cruel, mocking glint in his eyes.
"What's wrong, slut?" he taunted, his tone a dismissive drawl. "Wasn't that enough for you? Didn't you enjoy the 'reward' I gave you? Or is this little cuck's cock not enough to satisfy a whore like you?"
He gestured to Kiba, who was still a pathetic, trembling heap on the floor. The comparison was a brutal, crushing blow to what was left of Kiba's pride.
"N-No..." Karlamine stammered, her face burning with shame. She looked over at Kiba, a flash of contempt in her eyes. She could see the shame on his face, the pathetic, defeated slump of his shoulders. He was a knight, a warrior, but in that moment, he was just a boy, a pathetic, inferior male whose cock, despite its impressive load, was nothing compared to the throbbing, dominant rod that had made her see stars.
"His... his cock is so small..." she whispered, looking up at Naruto's cock with stars in her eyes. "It's... It's pathetic! It's nothing compared to yours, Naruto-sama! Yours is... It's huge. It's... It's a real cock! A cock that can satisfy a woman like me! A cock that can break a knight like me!"
Karlamine was no longer a proud, noble knight. She was a slut, a size queen, a desperate, horny bitch who was willing to debase herself and her comrade for the chance to be fucked by a real man.
Naruto's smirk widened. He reached down, his large hands moving with a speed and precision that left her no time to react. He didn't grab her gently. He didn't help her up. He just grabbed her, a rough, possessive grip that made her whimper with a sudden, sharp jolt of fear and arousal. He flipped her over, a single, brutal motion that sent her sprawling onto her stomach. Her face smacked against the cold, hard floor, a sharp, painful impact that made her gasp.
Then, he brought his foot down. The sole of his foot came to rest on the back of her head, pressing her face harder against the unforgiving floor. The pressure was immense, a crushing weight that made it hard for her to breathe, a painful, dominant display of power that made her pussy clench with a desperate, overwhelming need.
"You see this, Kiba?" Naruto grunted, his tone a low, mocking taunt that was a final, crushing blow to the other Knight's pride. He positioned himself behind Karlamine, his massive, throbbing cock poised at her entrance. "You begged for this. You begged to be allowed to cum on her. You thought this was a prize. But she's not a prize. She's not a woman to be won. She's just a toy. A warm, tight hole for me to use while you watch."
With a single, brutal thrust, he impaled her. He slammed into her, a raw, primal invasion that made her entire body tense. A loud, muffled scream tore from her lips, the sound distorted by the floor pressed against her face. The pain was sharp, intense, but it was immediately overwhelmed by a pleasure so overwhelming, so mind-shattering, that it made her entire body convulse. Her back arched, her walls clenching around him in a desperate, hungry grip that made him groan with a deep, rumbling satisfaction.
He started to move, a brutal, relentless rhythm that was designed to break her. Each thrust was a powerful, fleshy impact that made her plump, juicy ass jiggle and ripple, a hypnotic, erotic sight that made the watching harem tremble with a jealous, desperate arousal.
Kiba watched, his face a mask of shame and a desperate, overwhelming need. The sight of the woman he had just cum on, the woman he had seen as a fellow knight, now being brutally fucked into the floor like a common whore, was a raw, primal assault on his senses. His cock, which had just spent a massive load, was already starting to twitch with a new, forbidden interest.
"Admit it," a cool, stoic voice whispered in his ear. He flinched, a sharp, surprised gasp escaping his lips. He hadn't even noticed Koneko moving. She was beside him, her small body pressed against his.
"Admit that he's better than you," she commanded, her small hand reaching down to grab his cock. Her grip was tight, possessive, a painful, pleasurable pressure that made him whimper. "Admit that your cock is pathetic. Admit that you're nothing but a cuck who can only watch while a real man satisfies the women you could only beg to touch."
The words were a poison-laced honey, and Kiba, broken and humiliated, could only swallow.
"Y-Yes..." he stammered, his voice a trembling, breathy whisper that was filled with a shame so deep it was almost painful. "You're right, Koneko-sama. His cock... It's so much bigger. So much better. Mine... mine is pathetic. I'm... I'm just a cuck."
"Good boy," Koneko purred, a smug, satisfied smirk on her face. She gave his cock a possessive squeeze, a sharp, painful tug that made him gasp. "Now, keep watching. This is your only purpose now. To watch and to admit your inferiority."
Naruto, hearing the pathetic admissions, let out a triumphant chuckle. He looked down at the whimpering, broken form of Karlamine, then at the pathetic, submissive form of the Gremory Knight.
"Akeno," he commanded, his gaze shifting to the sadistic Queen who was watching the scene with a gleeful lust. "Collar the sluts."
Akeno's smile widened, a look of pure hunger on her face. She reached into her pouch, her movements fluid and graceful. She pulled out two more collars, identical to the ones already adorning the necks of the rest of the growing harem. She crawled forward, a predator approaching its new, broken pets.
She moved to Siris first, who was still a boneless, trembling heap on the floor. The tall knight offered no resistance, her body a limp offering. Akeno fastened the collar around her neck, the soft click of the buckle a sound that sealed her fate.
Then, she turned her attention to Karlamine, who was still being brutally fucked into the floor. This was a more difficult task, as the other knight's body was a frantic, struggling mess of pleasure and pain. But Akeno was nothing if not resourceful. She crawled around them, her movements a fluid, confident dance, and with a swift, practiced motion, she managed to fasten the collar around Karlamine's neck. The other woman let out a muffled whimper, a sound that was a clear sign of her complete and utter surrender.
Naruto watched with a smug, satisfied smirk on his face. The sight of the two proud, noble knights, now collared and crawling like the rest of his pets, made his already hard cock throb with a fresh wave of arousal.
"Crawl," Naruto grunted, yanking Karlamine's leash forward even as he was still pounding into her, "Crawl to where your former King was. Let's show him how you look now." His hips never stopped their brutal, rhythmic assault as he guided the broken knight. Her movements were a pathetic, clumsy scramble, her arms and legs weak and trembling from the overwhelming pleasure and the brutal fucking she was receiving. She crawled, her face still pressed towards the floor, her body a living, breathing embodiment of submission.
The procession of sluts began to move. Rias, Asia, Akeno, and Koneko led the way, their movements fluid and practiced, a perfect display of their status as Naruto's pets. They were followed by the newly conquered members of the Phenex clan, the twins Nel and Ile, the two Rooks, Xuelan and Isabela, and now the two Knights, Siris and Karlamine. Their bodies were a mess of cum, sweat, and shame, their faces flushed with a mixture of humiliation and a desperate, overwhelming need to please their new master.
Naruto towered over them, a dominant, god-like figure leading his flock of broken, submissive women. He was still fucking Karlamine, using her body like a living, breathing onahole as he moved. The leashes in his other hands tugged on the collars of the other women, a clear, undeniable symbol of his absolute control. They moved through the hallways of Kuoh Academy, a bizarre, perverted parade of submission that was a clear, undeniable sign of the new power dynamic.
The Student Council clubroom was their destination, as Naruto grinned widely.
"Now, let's go show Riser what his 'peerage' looks like!"
Chapter End
Author's Note: I hope you enjoyed. I will be posting a new One Piece story tomorrow, check it out if you enjoy that series. It's a continuation of a story that a different author wrote a while ago, but never continued past chapter 1, and I have been given permission to continue as my own. There are 5 more chapters for this novel and all my novels on Subscribestar.adult/Nappar