Chapter 2: Building Tension
Makima grinned wickedly as she watched Naruto descend the stairs. The young man's heart raced, his mind still reeling from the revelation that his neighbor was an adult film star. He thought she was attractive before, but now he saw her in an all new light. He never would have thought such a woman was a pornstar and it made him wonder what else he didn’t know about her. Like what lay at the bottom of the stairs.
After the short descent, he soon got his answer when they reached the bottom. Before them stood metal door with a keypad lock. Naruto raised a brow at this before turning to Makima.
“Uh, what’s behind the door?” Naruto asked, feeling a little apprehensive.
Makima chuckled before entering a code into the keypad, allowing access to the room.
"Patience, Naruto. All will be revealed soon enough," Makima said.
The door slides open to a darkened room. Naruto can't help but gulp as his heart drums heavily against his ribcage. Makima steps inside and he takes a deep breath before hesitantly following. Once inside, the door suddenly slides shut behind Naruto, making him jump in the now dark room.
“Whoa! What the?” Naruto exclaimed in surprise at the sudden darkness. “Miss Makima? W-Where are you?”
“Right here.” Makima spoke through the darkness before Naruto felt something attached to his wrists.
In a flash of panic, he looked down to see a pair of leather cuffs strapped around his wrists.
“W-What the hell?! What is this?” Naruto exclaimed in panic.
“This, Naruto…” Makima started before the lights turned on to dimly illuminate the room, “…is my personal dungeon.” Naruto’s eyes widened once he saw the room’s true appearance. The room was decorated in what he could only describe as a BDSM dungeon. Racks and shelves of S&M equipment, a cabinet on one side with numerous sex toys displayed, a bondage frame in the middle with a spotlight beneath, and in the corner was a leather bed with cuffs built into the frame.
Naruto gulped as he tried to digest what he was seeing. He never had any particular experience in these matters, and the sight before him filled the blond with all kinds of shock, confusion, and terror. He turned to Makima, who was giving him a smile that sent a shiver down his spine.
“M-Miss Makima… w-what is all this?” Naruto stammered, breaking out in a cold sweat.
Makima chuckled, a dark sound that reverberated around the room.
She stepped closer to Naruto, her yellow eyes gleaming with an unreadable emotion. "I told you I would make you pay for breaking my trophy. And I thought, what better way to make you pay for it than by using my expertise to punish you properly? That’s why I’ve brought you down to my personal dungeon. And I intend to do whatever I want to punish you, Naruto.” Makima stated, making Naruto gulp in terror.
He tried to protest, but she silenced him with a firm hand on his mouth. "I meant exactly what I said, Naruto. Now, let's get started."
Naruto struggled futilely, trying to free his wrists from the heavy leather cuffs, but Makima merely laughed and tightened them further, causing him to wince in pain. "I thought you'd get a kick out of the setup down here." She teased before grabbing his cuffs to pull him along.
“P-Please, Miss Makima! D-Don’t do this!” Naruto begged, but it didn’t matter as she forcefully dragged him alongside her.
Makima had her mind set, and she wouldn’t change it for anything. Her grip was firm on his cuffs, and she tugged him along without any effort.
“Where are we going?” Naruto asked worriedly.
Makima didn’t answer, she simply pulled him along until they reached the bondage frame in the middle of the room. Naruto's heart raced as they approached the intimidating frame, his mind filled with horrific thoughts of what was about to happen. Makima stopped in front of the frame and turned towards Naruto, a devious grin on her face. She seductively traced her fingers over the cold metal bars, her yellow eyes glowing with a sinful intensity.
With a smirk, Makima latched the cuffs onto the frame, securing Naruto's wrists above his head. His breath hitched as he found himself unable to pull them free. He looked at her as she smirked before she stepped behind him and knelt down to grab his ankles.
Feeling a little panicked, he let out a yelp as his feet were secured in cuffs on either side of the bondage frame, spreading his legs wide apart.
She walked around to stand in front of him, her yellow eyes gleaming with an almost hungry look as a light beneath Naruto came on, illuminating the bound blond’s entire lower. Naruto looked at himself in shock before looking back at her, scared of the situation he found himself in. Makima chuckled at this.
“Perfect. Now, let me slip into something more… dominating.” Makima said with a purr as she stepped back.
Naruto watched as Makima grabbed the collar of her shirt and with a flourish, she through all of her clothes off. What she wore beneath stunned Naruto into disbelief.
Makima wore a black leather choker, a black leather corset with red lacing down the front and straps connected to thigh-high black leather boots, a black leather thong with a zipper in the front, and long black leather gloves adorned Makima's body. The outfit left little to the imagination, showing off every curve her lethal body.
“Ahh. That’s much better. I always love wearing my favorite leather outfit.” Makima stated, proudly running her hands on her leather-clad body.
Seeing her in such a terrifying outfit, Naruto started struggling against his bonds to free himself, but to no avail. Makima smirked as she approached the frightened blond. She licked her lips, relishing in the power she held over the frightened young man and the anticipation for what she was about to do to him.
Naruto stopped struggling when the dominatrix stood before him with a look in her yellow eyes that promised fun for her and something worse for him. Naruto’s never felt so much fear before in his life.
“P-Please, Miss Makima. I’m sorry for breaking your trophy,” Naruto said desperately pleas. “J-Just let me go a-and I p-promise to do anything to make up for it.” Naruto pleaded.
The look in Makima’s eyes said it all; she was not going to let him go easily. Naruto swallowed hard as he continued to gaze into her yellow eyes. He could see the hunger and excitement in them, and it terrified him.
Makima chuckled lowly before reaching out to softly caress her captive’s cheek.
“It’s too late for apologies, Naruto.” She whispered, her voice dripping with sexiness yet holding a dominant undertone. “You broke something precious to me. Now I’m going to break you.” Makima cooed before grabbing his face in a tight grip. “And I intend to enjoy every fucking moment of it.” Makima sneered before letting his face go, making Naruto stare at her in terror.
He watched as Makima moved over to nearby a table.
On it lay a variety of sex toys and S&M equipment, lubricants and anal toys of assorted shapes and sizes. At least as far as Naruto could see. Makima eyed the table with a cunning grin, scanning the many tools she would use to punish Naruto til her heart’s content.
She glanced over her shoulder at the concerned look on Naruto's face, his Spiky blond hair disheveled and blue eyes wide with fear. She chuckled at this before finally, a shiny item on the caught her attention and a glint appeared in her eye.
“Heheh. Before I break you though,” Makima began as she picked up the item. “Let’s get you out of those drab clothes of yours. Heheh.” Makima chuckled as she turned around to reveal the item to Naruto.
It was a pair of shiny silver scissors. The kind that could cut through fabric with ease.
Naruto’s heart skipped a beat and he felt his face heat up as he realized what Makima intended.
“W-wait!” Naruto exclaimed, struggling weakly against his bonds once more.
But the leather cuffs only dug deeper into his skin at his feeble attempt.
Makima chuckled, moving to stand in front of Naruto once more. “Oh stop struggling already. This is happening whether you like it or not." She teased, bringing the scissors to the sleeve of Naruto's unbuttoned orange shirt.
With a swift, clean motion, she sliced through the fabric. Naruto couldn't help but let out a yelp at the sudden movement, his eyes wide in surprise. Makima, however, didn't seem to mind his discomfort and continued to slice through the first sleeve, leaving it hanging limp and useless.
"M-Miss Makima, please stop!" Naruto pleaded, but the dominatrix ignored his cries and moved on to the next sleeve. Again, with one quick and precise motion, she cut through it, leaving his shirt to fall behind him discarded.
Makima then brought her scissors to the neckline of Naruto’s T-shirt and steadily began cutting it down the middle. Naruto could only watch on helplessly as she cut his shirt open, exposing his lean upper-body to her amused gaze, before she moved on to the sleeves once more. None-too-soon, that shirt fell away behind him too.
“Heheh. Are we having fun yet, Naruto?” Makima asked mockingly.
"N-No! Stop this now!" Naruto shouted, trying to wriggle free of his restraints.
Makima tsk-tsks, shaking her head, her auburn hair cascading down her shoulders. "I don’t think so,” she purred, holding the scissors up to his face, the sharp point glinting menacingly in the dim light of the dungeon. “Not until you’ve learned your lesson.”
Naruto gulped, his heart pounding in his chest. “Aww. What’s the matter? Something you don’t want me to see?” Makima mockingly teased.
“N-No! T-That’s not it at all!” Naruto stammered, anxiety and fear in his voice.
Unfortunately, his stammering only served to draw a chuckle from the dominatrix. She leaned in towards him, drawing a blush from Naruto at the close proximity. “Why don’t I just see for myself then. Hmm?” Makima stated with malice in her voice as her hands reached for his jeans.
Naruto squirmed in his restraints as Makima knelt down in front of him and, with skilled hands, unbuttoned his pants with ease and slowly started to drag down the zipper. As she opened his pants, Makima caught a glimpse something white underneath.
Naruto looked down to see what the redhead was looking at and red dusted his cheeks when he realized Makima had glimpsed beneath his pants and saw the waistband of what he wore. He began to sweat when she looked up at him with a gleam in her eye and smirk before she turned her attention back to his pants.
"Let’s see what we have here.” Makima whispered as she gripped the opening of his jeans.
Naruto’s heart pounded wildly in his chest as he realized what was about to happen. “N-No, please! Don’t!” he begged, his voice cracking with fear and desperation. But his plea was cut short by a sudden yelp that escaped his lips as Makima used shocking strength to rip his jeans wide open, the sound of tearing fabric echoing through the dimly lit dungeon.
Makima laughed, a deep and throaty sound that sent shivers down Naruto's spine. "Well, well, well. Look at what we have here, Naruto," she teased, her yellow eyes glinting with amusement as she gazed upon tighty-whities that hugged his hips, leaving little to the imagination.
"You're wearing...
fucking tighty-whities?" Makima chuckled, her voice dripping with amusement and malice. "You're such a little virgin, aren't you, Naruto? How adorable."
Naruto blushed a deep shade of red, his entire body trembling with fear and humiliation. He tried to close his legs, to hide from her gaze, but the spreader bar kept them wide open, exposing him completely. "P-Please, Miss Makima. Don't do this. I-I'm sorry," he stammered, his eyes welling up with tears.
"I-I didn't know this was how you wanted to... to make me pay."
Makima smirked, her yellow eyes gleaming with cruel amusement. "I like to be thorough, Naruto. And I always get what I want." She reached out, her leather-clad fingers trailing up his inner thighs, making him squirm. "Now, let's see what we have here."
Before Naruto could protest, Makima swiftly brought the scissors to the crotch of his tighty-whities, snipping a clean hole on one side, leaving the rest of the underwear covering his manhood. Naruto gasped, his heart pounding in his chest as he realized what she was doing.