The Uchiha Corp (Modern Naruto: Various x Reader)

The Game

Madara still held one arm and started dragging me along, my room was just ahead of us. He threw the door open and slammed it closed, the sound echoing loudly in the parlor. He continued to pull me, my arm surely bruising at the strength of his grip. With a final yank, we were in the bedroom, where he lifted me and tossed me to the bed, making a gasp fall from my lips. I went to roll over, to scramble away, but Madara's firm hands locked onto my ankles.

"Let go." I wouldn't show fear, but I wouldn't give in either.

"Hn." Madara crawled on top of me, his weight like a crushing blow, reminding me that I was not going to win this fight. Not without consequences.

I sat up, trying to push him off of me, but it was futile, he was likely seventy to eighty pounds heavier than me, and it was all muscle. With a scoffing shove, I was on my back again, his hands now on my wrists. I tried twisting my hands out of his grip, but I couldn't even turn them slightly. He had straddled me at my thighs, giving him leverage and the ability to keep me from bringing my legs up to try and knee him.

"I'll make you a deal." That smug ass look was on his face again. I didn't even entertain him with a response. "You manage to not make a sound, and I'll walk away."

"Make a sound?" I was genuinely confused.

"As I touch you with my hands, and my hands only." There was that smirk, "If you so much as gasp, or moan though," he leaned down, his breath hot on my ear, "You're mine. All of you. Every. Last. Inch." My body shivered with delight and fear, all at once.

He pulled away and I glared at him. "If I refuse?"

"How can you?" Madara sat upon his knees and reached behind him, throwing his shoes off. Then he reached for his belt, the leather flapping as he pulled it from his waist.

"I'm not consenting, this is rape." I could see him fighting the impulse to laugh.

"My sweet flower, I'm offering you a gentle caress, and nothing more. Now, if you react to it, I can't promise I won't follow through on my own desires." He held the belt and pressed it over my chest, pinning me to the bed again. "But, if you outright refuse, I can be sure the police report is made public, so everyone and I mean everyone, will know of your past." All I did was wiggle my body, showing my displeasure. "You know, cameras aren't just in your office." The shock on my face had the man laughing like a maniac. "Oh my pet, your expressions are so wonderful."

"You monster." I spat.

"I particularly enjoyed your rendezvous with Itachi, and Zabuza, they both gave me a small glimpse of your sexual preferences." To emphasize his point, he began removing his tie, before using it to bind my hands. His large hands bunched the fabric of the top of the silk gown and he ripped it open, exposing my breasts to him. He then continued to rip the fabric, throwing it open before him. The lace panties were pulled off of me and tossed into the darkness.

The moonlight streamed in, and small sconces offered the only light in the room. The angles of Madara's face were lit harshly, making him look like the predator he really was. His eyes seemed to glow, a feral red and black swirling. I grit my teeth, waiting for his hands to touch my skin. He let his eyes rake over me one last time before he removed his shirt, button by button before his broad chest was fully exposed to me.

"I'm going to enjoy this." Oh heavens, that voice was even deeper, heavier than before.

Dressed in only his slacks, he was back on the bed, straddling me again. He brushed my hair back, his thumbs wiping away the tears I didn't even know I shed. Tender fingers brushed my neck, the bruise forming from Ry's hold on it earlier. This day was long, and the night was giving away into the early hours of the morning. His fingers danced over my collarbones before he ghosted his palms over my soft and supple bosom. I closed my eyes at the sensation but remained silent, I wouldn't give in to his temptation.