Bloody Roses

The night was moonless and silent. I crept through the woods behind my house. The river rode through the woods under the bridge. I walked to the center. I wanted to feel the river under me, feel the gushing water shake the bridge. I felt whole and at peace. Then, I felt his presence. His hand crept around my neck and pulled me toward his muscular chest. I saw his eyes, red with black arrows.

"Who are you?" I asked. He pulled a kunai toward my neck. A slither of blood trickled down between my breasts.

"Madara."

I felt hot between my legs. 'This man,' I thought to myself. 'Was the one who had tried to destroy the village.' My body didn't care. He removed my kimono. I couldn't resist. The way his eyes stared at me, with lust like an animal, was maddening. I wanted and needed him now. He had already removed his obi. I wanted to feel his long hair through my hands, but he didn't. He wanted to dominate me. He bent me over and pushed inside. I felt my body try to take him, but I was tight, impossibly tight. He shoved inside me anyway. I held onto the rail when he hit it the first time. He grabbed my boobs. He massaged my boobs. It hurt. I moaned. I felt his sculpted chest against my back and his breath against my ear. I couldn't take it anymore as I climaxed, but he wasn't done yet.

Dawn broke across the sky. I had to return home, but I couldn't move. What Madara had performed on my frail body was extraordinary. Even as he rested against the tree, I could see his arousal. I was bold and grabbed his arousal. I teased his tip. He grunted. He grabbed my hair and dragged my mouth down his manhood. I felt my throat constrict. I forced him further. I tasted salty precum. It was intoxicating. I sucked and kept taking him further until I felt a gushing warm liquid down my throat. I licked him hungrily. Madara stood and tied his obi. He walked into the woods without a second glance behind him.