The puppet master muttered to himself as he searched for a tool. Finding it and using the tool to make a minor adjustment to the doll, Sasori stood back and admired his work.
The doll looked like it was sculpted from marble with its hard defined muscles and the smooth skin. Sasori was especially pleased with how the man's skin felt under his fingers as he ran them down from his chest to his stomach.
He flicked out his chakra strings and attached them to the doll. The strings brought him upright and standing against a wall. Sasori stripped and rubbed his aching manhood. Each time he used his body switching jutsu, it always took a moment for him to adjust to the slew of emotional and sensual information he was processing.
The short man walked to the doll and knelt to his knees. Placing his hands on this thighs and bowing his head he spoke "I am here, sensei". He frowned as if listening to a response and he nodded. "You're right. Lateness must be punished" he said as one of his hands reached out to cradle the man's testicles while the other hand gripped the man's shaft.
Sitting up on his knees, his mouth and tongue hungrily licked and sucked on the testicles. Soon his mouth joined his hand on his member's tip. He imagined the man groaning and saying what a good student Sasori is. His tongue swirled around the tip and he flicked the slit in the head.
His mouth took over for his hand as he took the doll's impressive cock into his mouth. His tongue massaged the shaft and he hollowed his cheeks as he worked his way back to the tip. Sasori let out a small groan as the cock filled his mouth again and he deepthroated the doll. He moaned as he felt the thick meat fill his mouth and throat.
Panting, Sasori began kissing, licking, nibbling his way up the doll's body until he reached his full height. He was still a head shorter than the doll so he growled and roughly pulled the doll's lips to his. His tongue entered the doll's mouth and Sasori explored every inch before pulling away to breathe.
He laid the doll down on the floor and hovered over him. Kissing the man's chest Sasori asked "May I please be punished, sensei?" He smiled to himself as he answered the question and went back down to the doll's cock. He gave it a teasing few sucks before positioning himself.
He straddled the doll and slowly lowered himself onto its thick member. Sasori let out low groans as he took more and more of the cock into his tight ass. "Sensei" he moaned as he fully inserted the cock into him.
He leaned back, balancing himself on the doll's thighs as he began pumping the cock in and out of his ass, groaning each time his tight hole was stretched out. "Fuck sensei~" he groaned as his hand began stroking himself.
His member was hard and aching and he knew he wouldn't last too long this soon after using the jutsu.
Sasori ground his ass on the man and felt the cock penetrate his ass deeper and hit his prostate. It took all of his self control to not cum then and there. Sasori was consumed by the pleasure he was experiencing as the sweat dripped off his body, his hair sticking to his face, his eyes clouded over in lust and his mouth open and panting.
His cock was twitching and felt hot in his hand. He was close. Sasori increased the speed of his stroking and ground harder and faster on the cock. "Sensei...sense-aaahhh!" He moaned as he came, his hot cum spurting out onto the doll's abdomen and onto Sasori's hand.
With shaking legs, Sasori got off the doll and laid down next to the doll. "Thank you sensei" he said and looked as if he was listening to instructions. "Of course" he said simply as he moved down and licked his cum off the doll's abdomen and his own hand. Swallowing it all, he returned to the doll and lay beside him. He cuddled into the doll, laying his head on its chest. "Goodnight sensei" Sasori whispered as his eyes closed and he slept.
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Red Scorpion Industries
FanfictionWhat happens when Suna's master puppeteer discovers a lewd, but lucrative, side line business in the Akatsuki? I don't own Naruto. Images are from Google, credit goes to their creators. I own the story and plot.