Neji-sama takes what he wants

"When we are married, I expect better than ramen waiting for me at home. Is that clear?" He punctuated his statement with another slap on Naruko's ass. Not enough to hurt, but certainly enough to make her backside tingle.

It was nice...

No. She hated it!

Naruko had no idea what was going on. The bastard says she's his woman, invites himself to her home, and then complains about the food while talking about marriage?! What the hell. She opened her mouth to shout, to tell him what was really on her mind, put the arrogant bastard in his place.

But then, something flew right towards her.

What...

It was a very familiar book, and so the yell froze inside her throat.

"Be thankful, Uzumaki." Neji smirked. The same smirk that was on the cover of her erotic novel, the smirk of the sexist chunin character, the same who gave her so many orgasms in the past. "I'll make your little twisted dreams come true, so from now on, your job is to keep my stomach full and my balls empty. Understood?"

"No, I can't..." Naruko said, and couldn't prevent the sadness from entering her voice. "I have work to do, a village to protect."

"Work?!" Neji practically spat the word, and snorted, scathing with sarcasm. He then stood up and dropped his pants and underwear. "I'm fed, woman. Your 'work' now is to take your cunt and drain your owner's sperm."

Naruko simply gulped at the twelve-inch tower and the heavy dangling balls underneath. Suddenly, she was not so sure anymore.