Chapter 2: Building Tension
Over several weeks, Jiraiya has been directing Hinata through various erotic poses and sexual outfits, slowly building her confidence and arousal levels. The once shy and innocent Hinata has transformed into a confident and sexually charged woman, unafraid to show off her body for the world to see.
"Alright, now let's try something a little more... risqué," Jiraiya says, a wicked glint in his eye.
Hinata's breath hitches as she feels her body tense up, her heart racing in her chest. She's not sure if she's ready for this, it's as if she needed to see a trigger that will help boost her confidence to show her choice to be more risqué is right.
"Jiraiya-sama, I don't know if I can do something so..." Hinata trails off, looking down demurely. That just happens to let something be in her line of sight. The sight that will boost her confidence enough to go through with it. Jiraiya's big cock was erect behind his pants, only visible due to the nature of byakugan see through vision.
It was massive, veiny and looked like it could pleasure any woman, let alone Hinata. She bit her lip and looked away, before a spark of courage ran through her. "I-I can do it, Jiraiya-sama." She said, determination clear in her voice. She looked back at the perverted toad sage and watched as his lecherous grin grew even wider.
"Good girl," He replied, before instructing her to kneel in front of him as she pushes her breasts together with her arm."Now Hinata move your hand up and down, imagine you are stroking a pole." He instructed.
Hinata's breath hitched, but she did as she was told. She moved her hand up and down, making sure to caress in the way she imagined a woman would do to what she knew was a cock. The feeling was strange, but there was something exhilarating about it.
"Now, Hinata. I want you to open your mouth and stick out your tongue. Imagine you're going to taste a cock." Jiraiya's voice was husky and low, and Hinata felt her body respond to it. “My cock.” Jiraiya finishes in a barely audible whisper, something Hinata didn’t grasp.
She does as she is told, she opens her mouth, sticking out her tongue. In a moment of depravity Hinata delved into the character that Jiraiya wanted her to portray. She wanted to taste it, the cock, the manhood that will proudly be used on her. She craved it, ached for it. And just like that the moment passed, she feels dirty, filthy even for having such thoughts and desires.
Jiraiya grins as he watches Hinata, his new muse, obey him like a well-trained pet. Her actions are so innocent yet also so raw and sexual, it was like watching a goddess unknowingly fall from grace and become a mere mortal woman.