No!

Hinata: "No, I will never abandon him!”

Hinata couldn't just abandon her marriage to Naruto so easily. Despite his neglect, he was still her husband and the love of her life.

But, Keith seemed not surprised at all by her answer as he just shrugged.

Keith: (¯\_(ツ)_/¯) “Oh well, not that I care anyway! I was going to fucked you either way!”

He dropped the facade of the charming guest and revealed his true nature — cold and malicious. The room seems to darken as he does so, his power radiating a palpable aura of malice.

He looked at Hinata as he turned his eyes into a Sharingan as he used a technique called Kotoamatsukami on her, she didn’t react fast enough as Hinata’s eyes went blank and lifeless as he mind controlled her.

Keith: Good! Now, let's get started with the fun part!”

…

The brainwashed Hinata is kneeling down in front of him as she is waiting for his command.

“Now, all you have to do....” he pulls down his pants. “...is to taste my dick.”

His massive cock twitches and gets up, but remains semi-erect.

Hinata wasted no time, gobbling up the massive shaft in front of her, slowly making her way to the bottom.

She finally reaches the base of his cock and begins moving her head up and down, deepthroating his massive cock while making sure to fondle his balls.

The sounds of wet slurping and sucking echoed throughout the room as Hinata choked on Keith’s cock.

She spends minutes worshipping it, before pulling back leaving a trail of her saliva connecting his cock and her mouth.

She was wet. Her nipples were hard. And the only thing on her mind was to please him.

Hinata undresses and lays her naked body on top of him, and then lowers herself on it.

She groans as she feels his girthy dick pierce into her insides. As she acclimated to his size, she began going up and down his cock, massaging it’s length with her pussy.

Her eyes glazed over with a mix of pleasure and obedience. She had never felt anything this intense before, and despite the situation, her body was responding to Keith's dominance.

Keith smirked as he watched her, his hand gripping her hips as he began to thrust into her. His movements grew more vigorous, the couch beneath them creaking under their weight.

"Good girl," he murmured, his voice low and seductive, "you're doing exactly as I want."

He grabbed her legs, moved her to the infamous Mating Press, and began pounding like there was no tomorrow.

Then he began moving faster. And faster. Constantly hitting her G-spot. Hard.

By the time he reached his peak, Hinata was out like a light, eyes rolled back and drooling.

Keith: “Well, that was disappointing I was hoping that she would last longer! Oh well, time to finish this!”

Keith pulls out of the **** Hinata, and flips her over onto her stomach. He then pulls her to the edge of the couch, and spreads her legs wide open.

He then pushes his cock into her ass without any lubrication, which made her scream. The pain was unbearable, but her body was under his control and she couldn't fight back.

Keith: "You're going to love this," he chuckled, gripping her hips tightly and pulling her back onto him.

Hinata's body was his plaything now, and he used it to his full advantage. His thrusts grew deeper and more brutal, stretching her ass beyond what she thought possible. Despite the pain, she couldn't help but feel a strange, twisted sense of pleasure from the violation. It was as if her body was betraying her, responding to the Keith's dominance.

Her mind was a whirlwind of confusion and pain, but she was powerless to resist. The Kotoamatsukami had her trapped in a prison of pleasure and submission. With every thrust, she could feel herself getting closer to the edge of a climax she didn't want but couldn't prevent.

Keith's grunts grew louder as he picked up his pace, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room. Her body trembled beneath him, her muscles taut with the effort of holding herself still while he used her.

Keith: "You're mine now, Hinata," he growled, his grip on her hips tightening. "Say it. Say you're mine."

Hinata's voice, no longer her own, responded robotically, "I'm yours."

Keith smirked as he pushed deeper into her, his hand moving up to grip the back of her neck and **** her face into the couch cushions. He could feel her body tightening around him, the pleasure mixing with the pain.

Hinata's thoughts were a jumbled mess as she felt herself getting closer to climax. It was wrong, she knew it was, but she couldn't stop her body from responding. The sensations were too intense, too overwhelming.

Keith's grip on her neck tightened, his thrusts becoming erratic as he approached his own orgasm. His breathing grew ragged and his grip on her hips bruised her skin, but she remained obedient, her body moving in sync with his.

Her own climax crashed over her like a wave, unwelcome but impossible to ignore. It washed through her body, leaving her trembling and gasping for air as she felt him fill her ass with his cum. The sensation was foreign and degrading, but under the mind control, she couldn't do anything but accept it.

Keith pulled out, leaving her feeling empty and used. He stood up, and she heard the sound of his clothes being put back on. Her body was a mess of sweat and cum, her dignity in tatters.