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Torn	By : AnuKat Category: Comics > Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Views: 4392 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Was this love? Lust? Or was it just acceptance of her doom? Was it even a feeling of doom by now? Why did she not pull away? His lips were soft, his heart was not, although his gaze made her insides melt, and she found herself once again locking lips, this time initiated by herself.
He growled softly, wrapping his arms around her lifting her off the ground. The rumble of his voice sent butterflies to her stomach and warmth between her legs. She felt his tongue against her lips, and she welcomed it with her own even though inside she was practically screaming at herself. Her body pressed up against his, she could feel the chiseled definition of his muscles pressed hard against her now limp body; his tongue pillaged her mouth; she moaned as he eventually pulled away,
“Looks like you wisely chose the gentle path,” he muttered, “that’s my girl.” he stroked her between her legs. “Now I’d like you to do something for me, as a return favor for saving you.” her heart raced as he took her hand and guided her back to his chambers, where there was now a table by the bed with candles and dinner plates. “I’d like you to dine with me.” he motioned to the table, and she nodded, walked up to the table and he pulled the chair out for her. After she sat down he pushed it in a bit and sat across from her. There was a small table beside the large main dining table with plates of food ranging from melon to seafood and plenty of wine. He poured her a goblet and handed it over to her with a nod. “This is home made.” he poured himself some, and raised his goblet. “Kanpai.” Anu raised her glass and cocked her head.
“Come… pie?”*
“Well I would love to do that for you, however I think we should eat dinner first.” he smirked.
“Huh?”
Shredder laughed. “Kanpai is Japanese for ‘cheers’”
“Oh… OH! I am so horribly embarrassed! I am so sorry, how rude…” she picked her goblet up, and opened her mouth to speak, and her eyes darted to the side in thought then looked back at him with a blush. “Cheers.” she said softly, and he smiled.
“All this time you’ve been very polite,” he said after sipping his wine. “and I never told you my name.” he passed her a plate of melon. “Oroku Saki. Just call me Saki.”
“Saki…” she repeated softly, taking a slice. “Like the drink.” Saki laughed.
“Not quite. They’re spelled slightly differently, and only one can…” he took a fresh oyster drizzled in soy sauce and green onion, and held it up to his mouth, his eyes on hers, his tongue graced the meat and softly curled over it, licking it.
“Why do you do that…” she breathed, trembling as he sucked it back. She couldn’t admit to herself that it turned her on, normally when men did that it made her cringe. Her legs opened slightly unbeknownst to her and she took the glass of wine to her lips to distract her thoughts.
“The meat is nice and slippery, wet, soft... Just like when I am eating your pussy.” he spoke low, and Anu almost spit out her drink, but managed to swallow it, she set her glass down and looked down at her plate. He handed an oyster to her. “Try one. It’s a Japanese Slipper. It’s been shucked and dressed; you just suck it back. They’re delicious.” she looked up from her plate, and looked at the oyster.
“I love oysters, and you had to refer to it as that… word.”
Saki snuffed out a laugh as she took the oyster from him, looked at it, and sucked it back, tilting head ead backwards. “If you were to have licked it, you’d know what a pussy sort of feels like. Here, try again, but lick it, gently.” he handed her another. She looked at him as if he lost his mind. He motioned for her to grab the oyster, and she did. Looking at it and then at him, she saw in his eyes that she’d better do as he says. She closed her eyes for a moment, took a deep breath, and looked at the oyster again, it looked delicious, and she held it up to her mouth and brushed the tip of her tongue against the meat. “Soften your tongue, it’s too taut.” she did as such, and her tongue curled over itself. Oddly, she found the sensation pleasurable, and she began to lick it a little more eagerly. “Kiss it…” he whispered. She obeyed, and he growled.
“Ok this is ridiculous…” Anu sucked the oyster back. “If I wanted to know what a woman’s privates feel like, I’d look for a female mate or touch my own. Not that I haven’t-- err, I mean…” she felt all the blood rush to her face as she stared down at her plate, and hoped he didn’t catch on, and that the subject would change. When she looked back up, he was taking a sip, apparently his eyes drifted to her chest and then up at her face again. She looked down and realized her shirt was almost exposing her. She quickly covered back up and crossed her arms.
“What was that you were saying?” Saki swallowed and set his glass back down, folded his hands in his lap, looking intently at her.
“I don’t wish to think about food as genitalia.”
“No, I mean about the touching yourself.”
“I never said that.”
“Ahh, but you insinuated something. Not that you ever…. what?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“You have been with another woman?”
“No I wasn’t going to say that. I prefer men.”
“So then what was it you were going to say?”
“I…” her eyes darted to the side. “I don’t remember. It wasn’t important.”
“You like to touch yourself.” he said flatly. “No need to be shy about that.”
“I’m not, usually-- you just… it’s you, you make me nervous.”
“Do I.” he smiled seductively at her.
“Not like I am scared of you!” she snapped. He looked at her knowingly. He knew she was terrified of him. He also knew she wanted him but just didn’t want to admit it, and Saki loved the combination of fear and lust she had for him; it made it all the more fun for him to play with her. She turned even redder; she knew what his look meant. ‘Am I that transparent?’ she thought to herself. She tried to dignify herself, make herself appear calm. The hour grew nearer. Her thoughts drifted to her dream in the hot tub; how aroused it made her and how she forgot Maddock even existed, and it scared her. She shook it out of her head and knew that would never happen, even though she had to try to accept the fact that she was never going to see him again, and that would be the most difficult thing to do this night. She needed to be alone to gather her thoughts. She looked at him, who looked back at her calmly, yet intensely. She wanted to ask him what he had planned for her, and yet at the same time did not want to know. Looking into her glass of wine, thoughts of him on top of her, touching, kissing her rushed through her mind and she felt a strange pain in her uterus as hot blood rushed to her groin. At that moment she’d wished she was not in front of him, and hoped to god he wasn’t able to read what her expression meant. She felt his eyes on her the entire time, and had to break her gaze away from the glass of wine before she snapped. She looked back up at him; the expression on his face was slightly smug, as if he just caught his prey in a vice.
“What are you thinking about?” she asked. A smile almost broke from the corner of his mouth.
“I’m not sure you’re ready to find that out quite yet.” he leaned forward, pouring her more sake. The look in his eye was more intense than ever, sending shivers down her spine and warmth to her abdomen.
“Are you… when we… how is it going to happen?” she finally blurted out what she felt ashamed of asking, and in turn felt really idiotic for finally doing so. “Oh, no… forget it, I don’t know what I am thinking. I’m just so confused.”
“You look like you need to be alone to gather your thoughts.” he said. She looked at him in amazement; happy he did not demean her and actually seemed to care about her situation. “You may walk my grounds alone if you wish. There‘s the door to my garden.” he leaned back in his chair, pointed his chin to the other side of the room to a sliding door as he raised his arms back behind his head, resting it in his hands. She was floored. All this time her freedom had been taken away, she did not expect anything from him as she always knew him as the evil Shredder, uncaring, cold, cruel, a killer… what had been painted in her head of him was someone who would not bother to wine and dine her, and expected him to have taken her by now. Why he was so patient, she had to wonder.
“Why are you being so kind?” she asked. His eyes hardened.
“You dare question me…” he growled, slowly standing up, “you are too inquisitive! Don’t ever ask me why I do what I do, you thankless little cunt!” he swiped his arm across the table, smashing everything to the ground; Anu shrieked, falling backwards off her chair, her heart suddenly pounding furiously from shock. Saki pointed to the door. “Now get out!!” he snarled, the fire in his eyes brought tears to her own, and she quickly got to her feet and ran out the door, not closing it behind her. She wondered what the hell happened, why he suddenly had this outburst, just as she almost started to get comfortable with him. She felt so stupid for even thinking she could ever be comfortable around such a horrible man.

She finally collapsed in front of a pond, and leaned down over it to wash her face, clear her mind. As she cupped water in her hands and brought it up to her face, the cold liquid washed away her tears and cooled her hot cheeks down, slowly eliminating the red puffiness. As water dripped down from her face she noticed in the water below were several fish staring up at her curiously. It was if they all gathered around to meet and greet a new friend. She looked at them in amazement, and slowly brought her hand above them, and the fish brought their oscillating lips up to the surface as if to feed. She smiled, and found herself tittering to herself. Animals always gave her a sense of consolation, as if bringing her back to her roots.
Her arm slowly moved to one side and some of the smaller fish followed, but the larger ones stared back up at her, as if they knew better. She dipped her fingers in the water and they all came up to nip at them. The feeling was a bit of a shock, but at the same time amusing, she thought they were so cute. She stood up and slowly walked along the edge of the pond and watched them as they followed her.
“Awe, are you guys hungry?” she cooed. Realizing how entrancing this place was, she’d wondered why someone so horrible would have such beautiful things. There had to be something good in him to have a taste for serenity. There had been some signs of a gentle nature, she wanted to focus on those, and wash away the memories of his cruelty, if it were at all possible.
Looking down at the fish, she realized she was going to have to love him.

She walked around the pond, and stepped onto a stone path that was lit by stone lanterns which started to light up halfway through, she then realized dusk was afoot, she hadn’t noticed how dark it was getting until then. Watching her own feet step onto each stone perfectly, she started to hear what sounded like wood sticks hitting each other. She followed the trail towards the sound, and eventually came to a clearing. She looked about her, and over to her right was Saki, practicing against a wood post. His high kicks were impressive, and his demeanor was intimidating. He was very focused, and the look on his face was very passionate, she wasn’t sure if it was anger or just deep focus… or both. He paused, and turned. She noticed as he turned, his manhood was standing straight up and out, pushing against his gi. She gulped, and noticed it twitch. She looked up and he was staring right back at her. Her mouth hung open and she tried to say something but words would not follow. He wiped his chin with his wrist and walked into the brush, she heard some rustling and then nothing. She wondered where he wandered off to and followed his footsteps into the brush, where she saw some more lanterns and steam. Stepping in further she came to a small tiled clearing and saw a pile of his clothes on a bench, and a small path of footsteps that lead to an enclosed area covered by the canopy of the trees where he sat naked on a stool, his back to her, and washed himself off with a cloth and soap. She stood behind a pillar to watch him clean his body and as he raised his arms and washed his sides she watched the muscles on his back and arms stretch and contort, which was something that made her lower abdomen flutter. She was transfixed by how built, how perfect he was cut. He then stood up and walked over, turned on a faucet and water sprinkled over him, washing the soap away into a drain. He turned to face her, although didn’t seem to notice her as the water rinsed him off, her eyes trailed down to the inevitable; his member was still straight up. She then imagined what it was going to feel like to be skewered by it, and her breath shortened, heart beat faster and she unconsciously held her belly with one hand, her other hand spread over her chest. She already heard stories and read about how it hurts a girl when she loses her virginity; this was making her hairs stand on end. She felt her nipples harden under her clothes and watched him walk to the right, where he disappeared behind some potted plants and trees. She slowly followed, and watched him dip himself into steaming water. She thought it was odd how a large pond, or very small lake, would have steaming water. She walked to the edge of the water as he disappeared behind a rock and dipped her toe in. It was quite hot, and she jumped back in surprise. She then saw a sign, “Please wash before entering Hot Spring”.
She smiled, since she’d heard about Hot Springs but never had the chance to try one out. She then noticed, as her eyes adjusted to the dim lighting, that there were large rock tiles under the water instead of sand, as she expected sand for some reason. She thought Saki must be loaded to have such a place to himself, with such amenities. She wanted to try the hot spring herself, and figured it was large enough he wouldn’t notice her, so she walked back, nervously took her clothes off and washed herself on the stool, and then rinsed under the water. She took her clothes with her just in case, slowly set herself into the hot water, the further in she went, the hotter it seemed, the less she could tolerate it. She wondered how he could possibly have just walked in as if it was the same temperature as a pool, and carried her clothes over her head until she found a well-hidden spot to bathe in. She set her clothes on the patio deck just behind her, and nestled in to a nice corner a little bit away from the lamps. Her body was just starting to get used to the heat, as the water around her calmed, and she could now hear the breeze occasionally rustling through the leaves. She lowered her head halfway under the water, the steam almost stinging her eyes, and then raised her nose out of the water, letting the water level rest at her lips. The water caressed them like silk, and almost tickled until the water stood motionless. Looking around the waterscape as if she was an alligator sticking its eyes out of the water, she took in the scenery of plant leaves curling over the water from the patio and the pillars coming out of the water to support the thatched roof above 1/3 of the spring. Vines crawled, spiraled up from the bottom of the pillars to the thatch above and intertwined creating a thick canopy for rain and sun.

The lamps became brighter as the sky grew darker, and even more tiny lamps made their appearances peeping out from the brush. Anu raised her head out of the water and gazed around, the atmosphere had definitely taken on more of a glossy, phantasmagoric ambiance. She smelled something familiar, and sniffed the air to try to figure out what it was. She looked from side to side, and smelled something stronger to her right. She looked at the patio behind her, and there, set on the ground by where she had set her things was a small tray with a vial of hot sake alongside a small sake cup, as well as a couple of fresh oysters and a note.

“Compliments of the House. Please Enjoy.”

She wondered how that got there; she hadn’t seen anyone but Shredder the entire time. Did he have servants? They were awfully quiet, she thought, or she was just completely oblivious.
She poured herself a cup and sipped it, then took an oyster and sucked it back. She let the oyster linger on her tongue, remembering what Saki told her. She smirked, thinking about how embarrassed she was before when he was making a reference to eating her out. Then she thought about how good it felt when he did, and even began to desire it. She swallowed and quickly sucked back the hot sake, and felt it immediately in her bloodstream. She poured herself another when she heard something. She stopped pouring but kept her position and saw, ahead of her, Saki, who was slowly making his way towards her. Like a deer in headlights she froze, watched him as he stretched his arms, the lighting on him accented his features and made him look sharpened. He turned and walked past her nook, his soft splashing eventually faded around the corner. She slowly dunked herself to her chin and carefully waded over to the edge to see where he passed. As she approached the rock’s edge, she peered over and saw his arm bent up on a ledge, resting. A little further over she bent to see Saki with his head tilted back, both arms resting on the ledge.
Behind him, a light from a door emanated through the plants and a beautiful robed woman emerged from them.
“Saki…” she said softly, and Saki nodded, stood up, lifted himself out of the water and stood beside the woman who took him by the arm and led him back into the doorway.

Anu grew pale, and her knees weakened. She leaned against the rock in astonishment; her heart ached. She walked quickly over to the ledge where he got out and found the door. She put her ear to the door to listen, and heard nothing; she trembled as she grabbed the doorknob, slowly turned it and opened the door very slowly. It squeaked a little, and she stopped, and took a peek with one eye. It was dimly lit inside, unlike how it seemed when the door opened before. She didn’t hear anything, so she quickly opened it up a bit more to slide her body through, and closed the door gently, and proceeded to tiptoe towards the hallway, where the walls and doors were made in the traditional Japanese rice paper style. She began to hear some groaning. Her ears twitched, listening more intently, walking closer to the source.

Saki’s voice could be distinctly heard. He was moaning, and the woman’s voicemade soft sounds, as she spoke.
“This ought to make you feel better” she said breathlessly.
“Yes, that feels… wonderful.” Saki groaned. “Oh, yes… lower… ohhh…”
“Your lady will appreciate you after this, dear Saki.”
Anu’s heart sank. Was he fucking her? Her eyes welled up, and she couldn’t take
it any more. She whipped open the rice paper door, screaming,
“What the hell are you doing!???”

Saki was lying on his stomach on a table, and the woman was massaging his back.
His buttocks were covered, and the woman looked up at Anu in shock.
“My dear, would you like a massage?” she asked politely with a smile, motioning to another table as if nothing happened. Anu shook her head slowly in horror.
There she was, standing completely naked in front of Saki and his masseuse, looking like a rude, clumsy oaf. Actual jealousy led her to this, and she apologized quickly, backed away and bolted out the back, crawled back into the spring and walked through the water back to her spot where she left her clothes.
When she got there, the sake and her clothes were both gone.
“What the…” she said aloud, and walked back to the shower to rinse off. She stood under the shower nozzle, tilted her head back and let the water trickle down her head, leaned back and let it drizzle over her breasts and stomach. She turned off the faucet, opened her eyes and saw a short older woman standing infront of her, holding a towel and a robe.

“Here you go, my dear.” Anu stepped towards her and the woman smiled sweetly, holding out the towel. Anu nodded and thanked the woman, and dried herself off as the woman held the robe to her chest, “Master Saki said you would be out here.”
“Tell me, does he ever bring other women around? Like that one doing his back?”
“Oh no, he is far too reclusive. That woman is my daughter, his masseuse; we both work here. You mean to say all these years you didn‘t know that?”
“Years…” Anu’s heart raced. What was she talking about? She’d never been there in her life.
“You better get ready, Master Saki will be waiting for you shortly.” she handed the robe to Anu. “You don’t want to keep him waiting!”
Anu waved and turned back to the main building.

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• * People who are fans of The Rock should get this one. It refers to Poontang Pie, a.k.a pussy. Therefore, when Saki tells her he would like to do that for her but they must eat dinner first, it obviously (or should be by now) refers to him performing cunnilingus. Yeah, yeaah, bad joke, I know. =P
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