“No, please not like this!” Hanabi told herself softly as she stopped playing with herself.
“If this is some silly game, I’m not going to go easy on you, just so you know little Hanabi-chan.” Hinata trailed off seriously as she stopped in the middle of the thousands of flowers planted in the ground of the great Hyuuga’s main garden. Hanabi had tried to ambush her sister a dozen times throughout their household to work on her stealth, but always ended up with a cut lip or bloody nose.
“She’s in no mood for Genin training after three days of fighting.”
Temari could hear the tiresome tone in Hinata's voice as she smirked and laughed.
“Damn, I’m glad we get these Jonin vests, I would have been through a fortune in clothes.” Temari smiled happily as she dropped her ripped, war fleece to the ground and stepped away from it. Both girls were worn out from the three days of border fighting with the cloud country. They had just cycled out for a few days rest, until they were sent back to the frontline.
“Goddamn it, I just wish those bastards would stay on their own side!” Temari cracked her neck as Hinata poked a finger though a hole in her mud-crusted vest.
“Is something on your mind?” Temari caught the corner of Hinata’s eye as the blonde leered wantonly.
“It’s nothing…” Hinata snapped as her eyes searched the complex. “…Don’t toy with me Hanabi, we have a guest make yourself present.” Hinata sighed dreadfully as she focused her Byakugan.
“Got anything to eat, I’m starving?” Temari’s smile twisted as her stomach did the same.
“Yeah, through to the right Temari-sama, you know that.” Hinata turned her pearly white eyes away from her room’s direction with tightened fists.
“Come on Hinata-sama, who’s going to help me pig out on all the eats?” Temari nudged the older Hyuuga as Hinata flexed her body under her ripped, battle vest and headed to the kitchen.
“Yeah, I’m pretty hungry; eating berries and sucking on grass I could eat a horse.” Temari chuckled rascality as Hinata forced a grin back at Temari.
“I have to be quick.”
Hanabi closed the closet door lightly as the box and its taboo content were safe and sound back in the closet. Hanabi stepped hastily back into the hall as she listened for her sister and Temari. The aroused Genin closed the door silently behind her and with a cat’s covertness Hanabi tiptoed down the hall. Hanabi snuffed her moaning to a purr as she looked around the corner, listening to the two Jonin joking quietly downstairs.
“That’s disgusting Temari!” Hinata voiced loudly, causing them both to start laughing as Hinata laugher suddenly stopped.
“Come down, Hanabi.” Hinata knew on pure instinct as she stared at the corner of the wall to where Hanabi was standing upstairs. Hanabi swiftly came down the stairs, as she seemed more drawn to her sister then ordered. The two girls stood talking and eating in the kitchen as the younger Hyuuga came into view.
“Hinata-sama, Temari-sama.” Bowed Hanabi politely as she tried to look as innocent as possible. The eyes of a hardened Jonin were hard to hold as Hanabi found something on the floor to retreat her sight to.
“Soooo, what are you two doing?” Hanabi asked wonderingly, but she knew by just the glance in Hinata’s eyes, she was angry.
“Trying to relax after an S-class mission, besides that… what were you doing in my room?” Hinata frowned unkindly at Hanabi as Temari walked around Hanabi and stood behind her eating a rice ball.
“I was’in in your room.” Hanabi lied confidently at the floor as Hinata gripped her collar tightly and pressed her roughly against Temari’s body. Hanabi gasped at being restrained so quickly as the hot sensation fired back to life in her loins. Hanabi could smell the sweat and blood on both of the older girls as the full-bodied blonde behind her dropped her snack and seized Hanabi‘s wrists.
“I-I-I-It's just.” Hanabi whimpered helplessly as her little slit began to soak her white panties again.
“Shhhh.” Hinata whispered distractedly into Hanabi's ear as she laid her hands on squirming girl’s chest. The cute Genin felt the rush of confusion and lust as Hinata's hands caressed her body while Temari held her in place.
“Do you like that Hanabi-chan?” Temari purred lustful as Hinata’s fingers found Hanabi's growing nipples and softly kissed her neck. Hinata leaned back strangely aware of something as she looked at Temari and nodded.
“You’ve been into my things too I see.” Hinata whispered darkly as Temari tasted the other side of the young Hyuuga girl’s neck and smiled.
“That’s the stuff Ino gave you alright.” Temari licked her lips as her body shuddered. Temari knew the “perfume” Hanabi had carelessly put on to smell good, was really a potent aphrodisiac, needing only a drop or two to get the job done.
“You’re lying.” Hinata grinned; gripping Hanabi’s chin in her hand and staring deeply into her eyes. Hanabi felt weak looking into her sister’s misty white-eyes as her body started to act up again.
No-o, I.” Hanabi moaned apprehensively as Hinata quickly cupped Hanabi's hot cunt roughly.
“Stop lying to us, or…” Hinata sneered, as Temari already knew what to do. “…Temari will have to cut your tongue out.” Temari lifted a harmless fan up to her face.
“This… could get a little messy.” Temari flicked her wrist as a sharp blade appeared instantly from the “harmless” fan. Hanabi whimpered as both girls laughed and closed in her.
“Last chance.” Hinata bit her lower lip anxiously as Temari folded and unfolded the blade faster and closer to Hanabi’s face. Hanabi eyes began to water as she closed them and yelled.
“I did! I was in your room and I went through your things I’m sorry, I’m sorry please don’t cut my tongue off, I’M SORRY!” Hanabi was hysterical with panic and paralyzed by fear as she waited for the blade to slice off her tongue.
“There, that was’ in so bad was it?” Hinata leaned back as Temari folded the blade back safely away from the sobbing girl’s face. Hanabi’s knees shook as she felt something warm stream down her leg.
“What a dirty girl you are Hanabi-chan.” Hinata teased as she watched a dark wet spot grow in front of her younger sister’s pants. Hanabi blushed deeply as she tried to run away.
“Oh no you don’t, you still have to be punished!” Hinata spat venomously as she ran her hand through Hanabi’s long dark hair and gripped it tightly.
“B-but, I though?” Hanabi announced childishly as Hinata spun her around and leaned her over a countertop.
“I warned you about going into my room, now pull down your pants.” Hinata ordered as she pinned Hanabi down. Hanabi struggled unsuccessfully as she felt her pants and panties slide down to her ankles against her will.
“Thank you Temari, now don’t move.” Hinata thanked as she lifted up and watched Hanabi clinch the table, sobbing.
“My, my Hinata, how much do you think she put on?” Temari questioned chidingly as she watched Hanabi’s slit leak with cum and urine down both side of her thighs.
“Enough, it looks like.” Hinata shook her head as she gripped Hanabi's ass and spread it. Hanabi was completely embarrassed as she looked back at the two ninja girls looking at her dripping gap.
“We could…” Temari trailed off, as Hinata knew what was on her teammate’s dirty mind.
“No, she’ll be getting the complete opposite.” Hinata looked to Temari as the blonde made a “oh well” noise.
“W-what'd y-you going to do to me?” Hanabi moaned as her body and cunt burned for attention.
“Funny you should ask!” Hinata roared ruthlessly as she lifted a charka-filled hand and smacked Hanabi’s ass hard. Hanabi yelped out loud and arched her back as the spanking continued unmercifully.
“Hinata’s is using her charka to spank her. Wow, must hurt a lot.”
Temari smirked as she just sat back and watched Hinata leather her sister’s tight butt again and again.
“Stop H-Hinata!” Hanabi sniveled feebly as the heat and pain seared throughout her ass. Strangely enough the spanking did little but add fuel to her growing sexual angst as she started moaning.
“It looks like she’s enjoying it Hinata-sama.” Temari suggested offhandedly as Hinata spanked her one more time and stopped. Hanabi’s reddened ass cheeks twitched as the young Hyuuga had started grind her crotch into the table. Hanabi’s slit ached to be touched as she tried to lower a hand between her thighs.
“I don’t think so.” Hinata snarled as she seized the girl’s hand.
“So much for her punishment.” Temari joked as Hinata looked around until she found what she was looking for and smiled at Temari.
“You’re kidding, right?” Temari drew concern into her voice as Hinata shook her head. Temari sighed as she walked over to where her metal fan was leaning and picked it up.
“You could really…” Temari explained as she tossed Hinata her fan.
“Jus’ hold her down; she’s going to be punished like it or not Temari.” Hinata snapped as she pointed the fan at her moaning sister, squirming around in ecstasy.
“W-what’s g-going on.” Hanabi looked back as Temari pressed her hands down on her back and arm. Hanabi’s eyes widened as she saw what Hinata was holding.
“Shut up.” Hinata spoke threateningly as she picked up a rice ball off the table and stuffed it into Hanabi’s mouth. The heavy metal fan connected with a terrifying slap as Hanabi lifted to her tippy toes and screamed. Tears streamed down Hanabi’s face as she tightened her body and hands to the table. Hinata reloaded the fan and slapped her sister again. Rice spat from Hanabi’s mouth as she cried out for her sister to stop. Hanabi tried to wriggle out from under Temari’s firm hands with no luck as Temari felt a little guilty. The pleasure from before evaporated immediately as agonizing pain washed over Hanabi.
“Hinata...” Temari whispered as Hinata paused and looked surprisingly at her. Temari was normally all about pain and pleasure, but Hinata knew Hanabi had clearly learned her lesson.
“Ok, one more.” Hinata grinned, tensing her body Hanabi waited for the last hit that never came.
“Go clean yourself up, and remember what got you that shiny red ass.” Hinata lifted Hanabi’s teary-eyed face with the end of the fan as Temari stepped back. Nodding at a break neck speed Hanabi got to her feet as she looked at her sister and wiped her eyes.
“Good, now scram before I change my mind.” Hinata flexed at the girl as Hanabi took off running.
“That was a bit much was’ in it?” Temari asked caringly as she looked at the piss soaked floor and broken rice ball spread over the table were Hanabi had just been seriously spanked.
“Don’t worry I’m sure we’ll make it up to her later.” Hinata smiled, tossing Temari’s her fan, as Temari knew the smile all too well.
“I bet we will.” Temari grinned as she picked up a piece of Hanabi's rice ball and ate it.
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