Ino and Sakura gazed adoring at Sasuke, for a moment, their blushes spreading and deepening at they drank in the sight of his naked lower body. The blonde wriggled her hips excitedly, and the pinkette licked her lips. Both got down on their hands and knees and crawled up to eye level with their crush and newfound master's crotch.
"Are we really your wives now, Sasuke-sama?" Ino asked cutely, that short purple skirt riding up rather high.
"Something like that," he said dismissively. "I think the forms used the term 'concubine', but I don't really care what you girls call yourselves. Not as long as you understand who you belong to."
He smirked and cupped Ino's cheek in his hand. She smiled longingly and nuzzled his palm.
"We're yours..." she murmured wonderingly.
"Sasuke-sama has accepted our love," Sakura whispered, staring up into his dark eyes. "He's taken everything we have wanted to give him."
"So I have," Sasuke said. "What can I say? You two will probably be happier as my bitches than as kunoichi."
His flaccid manhood stirred, excited by this thought. The sight of his dick twitching and minutely stiffening stole the breath away from the girls, and they found themselves unabashedly staring at his cock.
Sakura smiled, and bowed her head in close. Blushing a cute pink, she planted a soft and chaste kiss on his shaft. Her cheeks burned, and a soft whimper escaped her mouth. She felt his penis stiffen beneath the feather-light touch of her lips.
Ino pouted jealously at Sakura, and longingly eyed Sasuke's swelling phallus. With a small, nearly imperceptible smirk, the blonde slipped a hand up the back of her friend's china-dress and pinched her nice rump. Sakura yelped and almost jumped.
"You're so good to us, Sasuke-sama," Ino cooed, groping her friend one more time before shuffling closer to her master's manhood. "There's no way we can ever thank you enough for doing this..."
She met his eyes with a sly grin, smacking her lips once before sticking her tongue out. She licked Sasuke's shaft, awkwardly but enthusiastically servicing it like she had read about in some of her mother's 'romance novels'. Her tongue curled and swirled around his rising, pulsating phallus and she brought up one hand to curiously cup his balls.
Sasuke hummed contentedly.
"Heh, well I'm sure you girls have a few ideas," he drawled, reclining on an empty crate as his cock neared its full hardness, almost completely erect. "I certainly won't stop you from trying."
Sakura giggled at this little joke, and she did not even mind it too terribly as Ino tried to hog Sasuke's rod. She stuck out her own tongue, licking up and down her crush's cock, laving saliva over his silky shaft.
Her and Ino's tongues brushed together a couple of times, as they licked Sasuke's dick. It was an odd sensation, but Sakura had to admit a tiny, secret thrill every time she felt the soft, moist flesh of Ino's tongue against her own. It was exciting, in a way, a delightfully perverse experience.
His shaft throbbed beneath their lips. They kissed his manhood, sharing his cock with their mouths, gingerly and clumsily massaging his balls.
Sasuke grunted approvingly, squeezing his eyes shut. He visibly shivered, and his back stiffened. As Sakura and Ino continued to service him, they grew more confident in their ability, bolder and more shameless in how they pleasured his cock.
If there had been any reluctance in the girls to do such things with Sasuke, they had since abandoned it completely. Ino and Sakura lewdly degraded themselves at his feet, worshipfully tending to his throbbing erection, adoringly kissing and licking and stroking his rigid, pulsing shaft.
They gasped. Sasuke groaned and shuddered.
Ropes of semen -- thick, white, pungent -- sprayed over their faces, getting in their hair, their eyes, and their mouths. The girls squealed and yelped, initially, surprised and nonplussed by their master's ejaculation -- the first real one they'd ever seen.
But then their surprised looks gave way to knowing smiles.