Anko – Shinobi Discipline
You didn’t know why you were summoned, only that Anko told you to show up and wait alone, after dark. When she finally stepped into view, black latex hugging every curve of her body, your mouth went dry. Her thighhighs stretched just enough to show skin beneath the suit, and the whip coiled at her side wasn’t for decoration. “You’re late,” she said, voice low, almost amused. “Good thing I’m in the mood to punish.”
She circled you like a predator, dragging one gloved finger down your chest, stopping right at your waistband. “On your knees,” she snapped. The moment you obeyed, she unzipped your pants and wrapped her fingers around your cock, tight, slow, controlled. Then came her mouth. Warm, slick, and expert, but only for a few strokes. She pulled back and slapped your thigh. “You don’t get to finish yet. Not until I say.”
She turned and bent over a nearby bench, ass barely contained by the shining latex, one leg up like an open invitation. “Now fuck me. And don’t even think about finishing until I’ve screamed your name.” You slid inside, her pussy soaking and tight around you. She moaned but held her ground, hips slamming back against yours with perfect rhythm. “Harder,” she growled. “You’re not here to be gentle.” Her back arched, her suit creaking as you grabbed her waist and gave her exactly what she demanded—deep, rough strokes that made her curse and shudder.
You tried to hold out, but your balls were tight, your cock twitching deep inside her. “Do it,” she hissed, just as she clenched around you, her whole body shaking. You groaned as you came hard, cock pulsing deep inside her, her name spilling from your mouth like a prayer. She stood slowly, adjusting her suit like nothing happened, and smirked. “Not bad. I might keep you around.”
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