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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      Persona_4
  Relationship:
      Shirogane_Naoto/Tatsumi_Kanji
  Character:
      Shirogane_Naoto, Tatsumi_Kanji
  Additional Tags:
      BDSM, Explicit_Sexual_Content, Wax_Play, Sexual_Roleplay, Rough_Oral_Sex,
      Facials, Interrogation, Porn_With_Plot, ...kind_of
  Stats:
      Published: 2016-02-13 Words: 3500
****** Breaking the Detective ******
by personanongrata
Summary
     Ace detective Naoto Shirogane has been 'captured' by villainous
     henchman Kanji Tatsumi. Will our intrepid heroine escape safely, or
     will she be broken like the kit-kat bar? Tune in and find out.
     (Or, y'know, read the tags :P.)
Notes
See the end of the work for notes
‘Hey, wake up. C’mon, get up, I got some questions I gotta ask you.’
No response.
‘Hey, get up, now. You have something important to us, and you’re gonna tell me
what it is.’
Still no response, apart from a brief stirring from the small figure strapped
into the chair.
‘Alright, well, I tried, hard way it is I guess.’
*SMACK*
The chair jolts as the girl in the chair wakes up, her head jerking forward
suddenly. Naoto Shirogane looks around her settings, blinking slowly. The room
she’s in is dimly lit, using a small bulb above her, and a much brighter lamp
situated on a table, pointing directly at her. ‘A lamp? How clichéd. I’m almost
insulted.’ She looks around for the voice, focusing on a dim shadow standing
next to the lamp. Naoto attempts to get a better look at it, but the light from
the lamp forces her to look away, blinking rapidly.
‘Ah, good, you’re finally awake. Sorry I had to get rough with you like that,
but you were really out of it. Still, chloroform will do that to a person.’ The
figure stepped forward, revealing himself to her. He was young, maybe about her
age, with bleached blonde hair and a scar above his left eye Panning over him
briefly, she observes a skull tattoo on his left shoulder, and a pair of dark
sunglasses covering his eyes. ‘Name’s Kanji, although I guess an ace detective
such as yourself already knows that.’ Naoto nods silently, glaring at him. The
figures only response is to grin hugely, ‘yeah, that doesn’t surprise me. Not a
lot that gets past you, which makes me wonder something. How come you haven’t
noticed you’re naked?’ He reached out and tweaked one of Naoto’s nipples
gently, hoping to elicit a reaction from his captive.
Naoto smiles thinly at him, before opening her mouth. ‘I was aware I was
undressed from the moment I woke up, but I felt no need to acknowledge it. I
can guess why I have no clothes on, so I felt no need to insult either of us by
questioning it.’ She swallows here, the only sign of any nerves on her entire
person. ‘Since I feel no need to insult you, let’s be honest here. I have
something your boss, Mr. Narukami wants, and he’s instructed you to get it out
of me. I feel no need to waste your time, so I’ll state this plainly.’ Naoto
pauses, and looks Kanji directly in the eye here, ‘I’m. Not. Telling. You.
Anything. Who knows what scum such as yourself could do with- UNGH.’ She
flinches here, as the back of Kanji’s hand flies down, striking her across the
face.
‘Y’know, for such a smart chick, you sure are stupid. Calling the dude who has
your naked body tied to a chair ‘scum’ is really not a good move.’ He steps
back for a second, picking up a phone on the table next to the lamp. ‘Hey,
boss, it’s me. We got a small problem. I snatched the Shirogane chick like you
wanted, but she says she ain’t gonna talk-’ Kanji stops speaking for a moment,
and winces before continuing. ‘That’s not the problem, she knows who you are.
What do we do about her now?’ Another pause, as the voice rattles out a list of
instructions, before Kanji nods his assent and puts the phone down.
‘Well, Ms. Detective, I dunno how you knew who my boss was, but he’s just told
me that I’m not allowed to let you see the light of day again. Which is good
for me, because he just gave me a free pass on whatever I wanna do to you.
However,’ he pauses here and picks up a riding crop from the desk, walking over
to Naoto, and dragging its tip against her ample breasts. ‘This ain’t exactly a
good situation for you to be in and-hey, why’re you smilin’ like that?’
Naoto smirks at him, before leaning back in her chair and looking him right in
the eye. ‘I must thank you. I had no solid evidence that your boss was
Narukami, just a theory. Although, as you have just helped prove,’ Naoto pauses
here, and leans forward, wincing at the minor pain in her shoulders, ‘my
theories are usually correct.’ Kanji’s own smile slips away from his face, to
be replaced by an angry snarl. ‘Alright kid, playtimes over. I let you have
your fun, but now, you’re gonna tell me what I want.’ Naoto shakes her head
confidently and fixes her eyes on him. ‘No. I don’t think I am somehow.’
Kanji brings up the riding crop and slams it down on her breasts, each one
causing a slight stiffening in Naoto’s muscles, until she finally opens her
mouth and lets out a small noise of pain. Kanji smiles, and begins to massage
her breasts in his hand, none-too-gently. Naoto strains her hands subtly
against the tape holding her in place, before relaxing and stiffening her
entire body. Kanji eventually stops fondling her, and looks at her. ‘Hmm, maybe
you’re a little tougher than I thought. Thankfully for me, we have all the time
in the world, and your life is now mine to play with.’
He steps away from her, and brings over some candles, lighting three of them
with a match, before setting them on the desk in front of her. ‘Y’see those
candles Shirogane? Those are all yours. Now, imagine the boiling hot candle wax
dripping its way down between your legs,’ he rubs the riding crop slowly
against her slit, causing Naoto’s breathing to increase slightly. ‘Yeah, it
ain’t a pretty picture, is it? You know how you can avoid it?’ A hand reaches
out and pulls Naoto’s hair back, forcing her to look directly up at him. Naoto
gasps from the sudden pain and tries to pull her head away, with no success.
‘I'm gonna take that as a “no” then’, Kanji says, releasing her hair. ‘I gotta
admit, I’m pretty happy with it goin’ down this way. Just need to give the
candles a little bit longer to melt a little, then the *real* fun can begin.’
Kanji’s hands return to her breasts now, and he slowly begins fondling them,
pinching her nipples and squeezing her breasts in his hands. By now, Naoto’s
breathing is getting more and more ragged, from both fear and arousal, and
Kanji leans over, whispering directly into her ear. ‘You’re beginnin’ to enjoy
this, ain’t ya Shirogane? Don’t worry, it’s only natural. All the ladies do
eventually. That Satonaka chick did, pretty quick too, I might add. C’mon, tell
me what I need to hear, and I can let you live. Then we can have some real fun
together. What do you say to that?’ Kanji gently presses his lips against her
ear, kissing it, before opening his mouth and gently biting on her earlobe.
By this point, Naoto is fidgeting in her chair endlessly, her breathing shallow
and rapid as Kanji works his hands over her breasts. She shakes her head
defiantly and turns to face him. ‘You...really think a few pretty words and a
riding crop can get you what you want? I have my pride as a detective at stake,
I am not going to let it be violated that easily.’
Kanji smiles, pulling his head away from her ear. ‘That’s the spirit,
Shirogane. Don’t let me win, keep fighting. I’m sure it’ll work out perfectly
for you. It did for all the others, right?’ One of his hands wanders away from
her breasts, reaching down between her legs, causing a small gasp of shock, and
Naoto’s hand to tighten against her bonds once more. ‘Hey now Shirogane, none
of that. Can’t have you breakin’ the chair now, can we?’ Kanji looks over at
the candles, before turning around and leaning down, looking Naoto in the eyes.
‘Alright Shirogane, time’s up. You gonna tell me what I wanna know about the
diamonds, or do we take this further? Naoto takes a deep, steadying breath,
steeling herself for what was about to happen. She mirrors Kanji, looking him
directly in the eyes, before spitting in his face. ‘Is that answer
satisfactory?’
Kanji blinks, twice, before reaching into a pocket and pulling out a
handkerchief, neatly monogrammed with his own initials. Wordlessly, he wipes
the saliva off his face, before placing it neatly on the desk. ‘You remember
what I said earlier about you not being a very smart chick, right? You ain’t
exactly helping prove me wrong there.’ Kanji leant over to the desk, and pulled
out a ballgag from behind the lamp. Naoto’s eyes widen as her eyes register
what’s going on, and she opens her mouth to say something.
Kanji’s free hand smacks her across the face once more, harder this time, and
Naoto lets out an audible yell of pain. ‘See, the whole point of the gag is
that you don’t talk, so shut the fuck up. You got that, you little bitch?’
Kanji’s free hand now grips her by the hair, and the gag gets shoved painfully
into her mouth, and is efficiently buckled into place. Naoto sits there, bound
and gagged, breathing deeply, looking over at the candles in fear.
‘That’s better. See, right now, I don’t care about you talking. That can wait.
Right now, this is just about making you suffer. And I intend to enjoy every
second of it.’ Kanji leans over and picks up one of the candles, moving over
and lowering it in front of her face. ‘You could have had this easy Shirogane,
but you had to be tricky, didn’t ya?’ Well, just remember, what you’re about to
feel,’ Kanji pauses here to drip a few drops of wax over Naoto’s breasts,
causing her to stiffen and scream softly into the gag. ‘What you’re about to
feel is on you.’ A few more drops splash against her breasts, moving down onto
her nipples, and Naoto’s screams increase in intensity. Kanji grins as Naoto’s
yells become louder, before slowly dripping the wax down between her breasts,
so that some of it falls on her stomach. Naoto writhes and bucks under Kanji’s
‘ministrations’, before he sets the candle down between her legs and slaps her
across the face. ‘Hey, Shirogane, how you holding up?’ Naoto shudders at his
touch, tears forming in the corners of her eyes. ‘That bad, huh? Tell you what,
maybe this’ll make things easier for ya.’
Kanji leans back over to the desk and comes back wielding a blindfold, which he
slips over Naoto’s eyes. ‘If you can’t see it, that should make this less
terrifying, right?’ He laughs cruelly as he picks up the candle again and
starts slowly moving it up and down her legs. Naoto recoils and jerks in her
bonds with each drop, and Kanjis begins switching things up, swapping legs and
body parts at random, until Naoto’s upper torso and legs are covered in wax,
and Naoto herself is openly sobbing, her head bent over.
Seeing this, Kanji grabs her by the hair, and painfully yanks it up. ‘Hey now
Shirogane, don’t go gettin’ cold feet on me like that. We’re nowhere close to
done yet.’ He stomps over to the desk, swapping candles, and moves back over to
the desk, silent as the grave this time. Naoto is looking around desperately,
trying to listen out for some clue of where her captor is. Kanji slowly reaches
over and dangles the candle over Naoto’s pussy for a full five seconds, before
tilting his hand, letting the hot wax splash right over her vagina. Naoto’s
screams at this point could wake the dead, and the chair legs begin slamming
violently against the ground, until Kanji grips the chair by its head, holding
it still, as the wax continues to drip directly onto Naoto’s twat.
‘See Shirogane, I’m guessin’ spitting in my face like that looks like a really
bad idea now, doesn’t it?’ When there is no response, he tilts the candle
further, pouring a heavier stream between her legs and repeats the last two
words louder. Naoto nods her assent frantically, and Kanji eases up. ‘Good
girl. You’re finally doing the clever thing.’ He moves the candle away from her
and sets it down, before reaching up and undoing the gag. Naoto coughs hoarsely
before looking over at him. ‘M-may I please have some water?’ Kanji nods his
assent. ‘Well mannered, too. I’m beginning to like you Shirogane. Maybe you
have a future after all.’ He pulls over a cup of water, and tips it slowly down
Naoto’s throat.
Once the cup is empty, he crumples it and tosses it away, before patting her
cheek gently. ‘Now, Shirogane, anything you wanna tell me? Any skeletons in
your closet, or vital information you have that you wanna pass on?’ As he
finishes this, Kanji reaches over to the desk and picks up the last candle,
holding it in front of Naoto’s eyes. Naoto trembles and whispers something
inaudible to Kanji’s ears. ‘Sorry Shirogane, you’re gonna have to speak up
now.’ Naoto raises her voice, but it is still little more than a dim whisper.
‘Please.’ Kanji sighs and shakes his head in disappointment. ‘And to think we
were makin’ progress too. Alright Shirogane, we can do it the hard way if you
insist.’ Naoto looks up and her voice reaches an audible level, high and
frightened. ‘No, no you don’t have to do that, I’m sorry. Please, please put
the candle down.’
Kanji shakes his head and smiles. ‘Sorry Shirogane, too little too late in that
regard.’ Naoto shakes her head and whines desperately as the candle slowly
drips down her breasts again, before moving to between her legs, where the
noises increase once again in pitch. Kanji continues altering between the two
areas for a few minutes, before setting the candle down and looking up at her.
‘So then, Shirogane. Let’s say a couple more hits with the crop, then I can
give you a chance to talk again, hmm?’ Naoto says nothing, slumped back against
the chair, sobbing to herself. ‘Hmm, you look about ready to talk, maybe I
should just move to the main event instead.’
Kanji reaches over and pulls out a marker, pulling the cap off, and slowly,
agonizingly running it up and down Naoto’s body. When he pulls away, the phrase
‘property of Kanji Tatsumi’ is written on her. Kanji then pulls a collar out
from behind the desk, buckling it into place on her neck and standing back,
camera in hand. ‘Absolutely beautiful Shirogane. I wonder, how seriously people
would take the Detective Prince if they saw her like this.’ Naoto’s eyes widen
and she blurts out, ‘no please, not that. I’ll tell you anything you want, just
don’t let people see me like this.’ Kanji laughs and snaps a few photos of
Naoto helpless like this, before setting down the camera and picking up a
knife. ‘Now that’s what I like to hear. But there’s something I want to do
first.’
Kanji cuts Naoto’s bonds loose and grabs her by the hair, pulling her against
the wall, where a large metal pipe sticks out. A small time later, Naoto’s hand
are securely bound to it, while Naoto herself is kneeling on the floor, her
head at Kanji’s crotch. Her eyes widen as she realises what is about to happen
to her. ‘Tatsumi, you don’t have to do this, please-’. A hand grips her hair,
cutting her off mid-sentence, as Kanji slowly lowers his pants with the other,
letting his cock spring free. ‘I know I don’t have to Shirogane, but I really
want to.’ He grips her head with both hands, and guides Naoto over to the head
of his cock. ‘Now, before you spill your guts to Mr. Narukami, I think you’re
going to spend some time entertaining my cock. It’s spent so long watching you
suffer, and I’m afraid the poor thing’s a little frustrated right now.’
Naoto’s looks up at him, her eyes red-rimmed from crying, and looks back down
at his cock, before closing her eyes and slowly opening her mouth. She moves
over until she can feel the head of Kanji’s cock inside her mouth, and begins
to lick at it, bobbing her head up and down gently. Kanji smiles and rests his
hands on her head, letting her get used to the feeling of having his cock
inside her mouth, before slowly pushing further and further in, until his head
reaches the back of her throat. Naoto squeezes her eyes tightly, and begins to
move up and down, obeying Kanji’s wordless command. He keeps his hands where
they are, but chooses to let her do all the work.
Naoto continues sucking on Kanji’s prick, drool leaking around her mouth,
forming a small puddle on the floor beneath them. Kanji looks down at her and
strokes her behind the ear. ‘Good girl Naoto. Keep this up and maybe I can be
persuaded to forget about those photos I just took.’ Upon hearing this, Naoto
redoubles her efforts, gagging loudly as she forces her head up and down
faster. Kanji’s breathing begins to accelerate and he squeezes her hair
painfully, before he begins fucking her face ruthlessly. Naoto coughs and
splutters and tries to pull away as Kanji rams his ccock as far down her throat
as he can, but is met with limited success.
After another few minutes of this, Kanji gasps, pushes down Naoto’s throat
twice more, before pulling out and stroking his cock ferociously. A huge load
of cum shoots out his cock, spraying all over Naoto’s face and breasts, with a
few drops landing in her mouth. Naoto coughs as she involuntarily swallows some
of Kanji’s cum, and a few coughing gasps escape her throat as she slowly
recovers her breath. She looks up to see Kanji taking hold of the camera once
more, and she tries to stand up, before being pushed down by Kanji’s leg.
‘Master Tatsumi, please. You can’t take photos of me like this, I’d be ruined.’
Kanji laughs and puts the camera back down. ‘Master Tatsumi, huh? I like the
sound of that.’ Naoto flushes as she realises what just left her mouth, before
looking away, her cheeks bright red. ‘So, Naoto. About those diamonds?’
Naoto breathes in slowly for a few seconds, before nodding, regaining most of
her composure. ‘The diamonds. Yes, of course. They are due to arrive in three
days.’ Upon hearing these words, Kanji pops the camera on the desk, and unties
Naoto hurriedly. ‘You alright Naoto. That-uh, that wasn’t too much or
anything?’ Naoto smiles from underneath her layer of cum, before standing up
and stretching her arms in different positions. ‘I’m quite alright Kanji, I
promise. I had a...very enjoyable time. Thank you for accomodating my
requests.’ Kanji, dropping the calm, controlling persona present a few seconds
ago, rubs his shoulder nervously. ‘I-uh, not a problem. I had fun too, y’know.
I mean, it wasn’t something I saw myself ever really doin’, but I had fun doin’
it. Y’know what I mean?’
Naoto nods her assent. ‘Likewise. I was a little nervous to bring it up. Do you
have any sort of wipes I might be able to borrow? I’d rather not walk through
Inaba with a load of semen on my face.’ Kanji nods, tossing over a packet of
facial wipes. ‘Yeah, sorry about that. It just felt...right, y’know?’ Naoto
smiles as she begins to clean herself off. ‘I understand Kanji, trust me. I’m
just glad you thought ahead and remembered to pack these. The gesture is very
much appreciated.’ She pauses here to wipe the rest of the cum off of her body.
‘Although, you do realise what this means right?’ Kanji looks over, nervous all
of a sudden. ‘Hey-uh, Naoto, you alright? I didn’t do anything wrong, did I?’
Naoto shakes her head, walking over to him, stark naked and completely
confident. When she reaches Kanji, she leans up and grips his hair, pushing him
down to the floor. ‘This means, my dear Kanji, that next time it’s my turn. And
believe me, there will be vengeance.’ She walks over to the camera, and scrolls
through it, finding no evidence of any photos having been taken. ‘Clever Kanji’
she thought to herself as she placed it back on the desk. Naoto picks up her
clothes from under the desk, and begins to place them on. ‘Hurry up now
Tatsumi, I wish to go home and shower. There is still a large amount of candle
wax I need to remove, and I thought you might care to join me.’ Kanji quickly
pulls his pants up, and assists her in cleaning the rest of the room. Naoto
smiles at him and slips her hand into his, as the two walk out, shutting the
door behind them.
End Notes
     *taps microphone*
     H-hello? Is this thing still working?
     Ah, there we go.
     *tumbleweed rolls past*
     It's...it's been a while since I wrote anything at all. Been
     replaying Persona 4, got in the mood to write Kanji/Naoto smut,
     because I am apparently a huge pervert. After this, maybe some more
     stuff, possibly some stuff with Narukami and Kanji, but we'll see.
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