Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Chained to the Whirlpool ❯ Chapter seven ( Chapter 7 )

Chained to the Whirlpool

 

Chapter 7

 

Ino sighed as Sakura released her from the manacles; her body tingling from the tongue lashing her slave-sister had just finished giving her. She shuddered as the pinkette ran her gloved hands over her back, cupping her ass slightly and kneading her flesh.

 

“Master will be back soon.” Sakura said, helping the naked blonde to her feet. “He should be bringing lunch too. After that, he'll start with your rewards for making it through the morning's games Ino-chan.”

 

The blonde girl gulped. “And what is he going to do to…reward…me?” She asked, biting back a moan as Sakura kneaded her firm buns. “Tie me to a chair and fuck my ass? Or maybe he'll have you tickle me for hours until it's time for you to fuck me?!”

 

“Nice ideas!” Sakura giggled. “I'll mention them to him later!”

 

She growled. “You're a bitch.”

 

“And proud of it!” Sakura replied, capturing the girl in a deep kiss, her tongue plundering her fellow slaves moist cavern and drawing a soft whimper from the hyper-stimulated girl. After a few moments she broke the kiss, giggling at the slightly glazed look in Ino's powder blue eyes. “Come on” She said, pulling the naked girl along towards the shower room, “We're all sweaty, so let's go take a quick shower. Naruto-sama will like seeing us all drippy anyway.”

 

“…that sounded so wrong.” Ino replied with a flat look.

 

“We're naked slave-girls to a boy who houses a Kitsune spirit and likes bondage play.” Sakura replied. “What's so wrong about it?”

 

“…good point.”

 

oOoOoOo

 

Naruto smiled as he walked back into the room, listening to the sounds of the shower going and the moans coming from the two girls as they cleansed their bodies of sweat and…other fluids.

 

He quickly set the supplies he'd gone out to purchase on the whip table, making a few clones to set up the equipment he needed for the `reward' he had planned. `Ino-chan and Sakura-chan are gonna love this.' He thought, as he pulled some bottles and a small Bunsen burner out of the bag.

 

The blonde boy looked over to one of his clones. “Go in there and swipe all the towels.” He ordered. “I want the girls to come out wet and cold…leave the two biggest, fluffiest ones on the table.”

 

“Got it.” The clone replied, walking into the bathroom to perform his task.

 

The real Naruto finished pulling out his supplies; a set of Emery boards, small pumice stones, cucumbers, a facial mask compound, a selection of scented massage oils, nail polish in pink and yellow, cotton balls, and some special `one-use' brushes with strawberry and peach oil-scent packs.

 

The clone came out of the bathroom, holding two large white towels in his hands. “I stuffed the other towels into the hamper.” He said. “I put a seal on it to keep it shut, so they can't get them out. They sounded like they were almost finished…everything ready out here?”

 

The real Naruto smirked, nodding as the remaining clones finished stetting out the chair and massage table. “Oh yeah...” He said, licking his lips in anticipation of the moans to come. “The girl's are gonna flip.”

 

“WHERE THE FUCK ARE ALL THE TOWELS!?!” Came Ino's shrill cry from the shower room, causing the clones to laugh.

 

“I guess this means Naruto-sama is back.” Sakura's voice came through. “He obviously wants us to walk out there wet and dripping like I said…he probably wants to dry us off himself.”

 

“Too right you are, Sakura-chan.” He called out, drawing a happy squeal from one and a groan from the other. “Come out here my pets. I've got a wonderful surprise for you, and those sweet little butts of yours!”

 

All the clones hid while the real Naruto and a clone pressed their backs against the wall, while holding the towels, where the door would swing open, thus hiding them.

 

Naruto snickered as he heard curses coming from Ino in the bathroom. The door opened, hiding the Naruto's as his wet, shivering pets walked out.

 

“Master, where are you?” Sakura asked, while rubbing her arms to try to warm herself up.

 

“Great, the little bastard ran out on us leaving us out to freeze to death.” Ino commented. Before Sakura could reprimand her blonde friend for calling their master a bastard, they yelped as a towel and a pair of hands wrapped themselves around their bodies.

 

“Now now Ino-chan, there's no need to call me a bastard.” Ino shuddered as Naruto whispered in her ear and she moaned as he ran the towel over her skin, drying her off.

 

“Even if you are one?” Ino muttered, only to cry out as Naruto reached up and pinched one of her pale pink nipples harshly, forcing a distressed whimper from her mouth.

 

“I won't tolerate insubordination my little slut, so watch your mouth unless you want to be punished.” Ino whimpered as she felt the other hand go for her other nipple. “Do you understand?”

 

“Y-yes master.” The shivering blonde replied, moaning as he rubbed the nipple he`d just abused. She glanced over to her side where Sakura was talking to the Naruto drying her off with a smile on her face.

 

“So what now?” Ino asked, after Naruto finished drying her off. Naruto smirked behind her back and gently pushed her, making her walk.

 

“Now...we have some fun.” Ino couldn't help but whimper as he led her to another part of the room, keeping his hand over her eyes. “It's time for your reward my sweet little cosmos.” He whispered, licking at her ear. “Take a look.”

 

He removed his hand from her eyes, and she gaped as she looked down upon…

 

...a massage table!?!

 

“Get on it and lay on your stomach.” The domineering boy ordered, patting her on her well formed rear. Ino gulped and complied, laying down on the surprisingly warm surface of the table. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see Sakura being led to one of the new chairs that she didn't notice before. What surprised her was the heating unit attached to the head of the reclined piece of furniture…it looked like something from a salon!

 

She froze as she felt Naruto attach something to her collar, before attaching it to the underside of the table. She felt him pulling on it, and realized it was some kind of restraint, causing some of her hopes of a `gentle' session to be dashed.

 

Her heart began to race as she felt Naruto climb up onto the table, swinging his leg around to straddle her. She started to shake slightly as she felt Naruto lean forward, his hot member pressing against the soft globes of her ass even as he whispered in her ear.

 

“My my, you're so tense. You afraid I'm going to fuck your tight ass again?” Ino whimpered, telling Naruto that he was right.

 

“Heh, you should be afraid because I WILL fuck your ass and pussy. Over and over and over again...those delightful holes and that wonderful mouth of yours are mine now and I plan to enjoy my new property.” Naruto smirked as he felt her shake more. “But not now.” Naruto kissed her cheek when she snapped her head to her side, trying to look at him. “Now I'm going reward you for making it through the morning…you really impressed me my pet, so enjoy.” She sighed as she felt him move off the table.

 

She froze again as she felt Naruto slide his hand through her hair and his breath in her ear.

 

“Now...welcome to the new Naruto Slave Salon.” She whimpered as Naruto adjusted her head so it was in the hole in the headrest and moved her hair so it wasn't laying on her bare back. She faintly heard Sakura humming in contentment but with her hair in the way, she couldn't see what was happening.

 

She gasped then moaned as she felt Naruto's hands rub her feet. His hands were hot, almost uncomfortably so…yet as he rubbed, the heat lingered and worked its way through her sensitive body. A pleasant aroma hit her nostrils, and she moaned again as Naruto slowly worked over her dainty feet.

 

`Does he have oil on his hands?' She wondered, letting out a sigh of contentment as Naruto massaged her feet, slowly working his way up her long legs. Her body seemed to melt under his hands, the herbal oil working its way into her muscles and releasing whatever strange elixir that lay hidden within them.

 

She sighed as Naruto began working over her thighs, feeling herself almost drowning in a sea of pure bliss. She heard him softly humming a tune as he worked his hands up and down her legs, and she found herself softly humming along with him, causing him to chuckle.

 

“Such wonderful skin you have, Ino-chan.” He said. “Pale, yet not sickly. Firm, and yet soft. And so sensitive too!” He grinned devilishly as his hands started to knead her firm buttocks, causing Ino to squirm in a mixture of joy, arousal, and slight fear. “Oh, no need to be frightened, my little cosmos.” He chuckled, moving his hands along the sides of her thighs and cooing softly to the trembling girl. “I told you, I am going to fuck this wonderful body of yours over and over again, but not now. This is all for you, my sweet pet.”

 

Ino was beyond intelligent response by this point, as Naruto started to work over her back, kneading and squeezing the muscles along her spine and shoulders. She trembled as he planted a soft kiss at the base of her neck, oddly touched by the tender act. She was surprised when he pulled her arms forward, proceeding to work them over with the same level of attention and intensity as he had the rest of her backside.

 

“M-m…ast…er…” She stuttered, her body awash in warmth and her skin practically glowing from the oil and the blood flow of her newly loosened muscles.

 

“Shhhh.” He muttered, pulling her hair aside and giving her a chaste kiss on the cheek, “Just relax and enjoy my pet. It's been about an hour already you know…and I still have to massage your front!”

 

Ino's eyes widened at the thought, and she felt her pussy moisten in anticipation. “B-b-but…what about…”

 

“Sakura-chan?” He asked, anticipating her question. He smiled at the glazed look in her pretty eyes, moving her hair aside just enough to point her slave-sister out.

 

The pink haired girl was sitting in the salon chair, smiling brightly at her even as a clone dressed and combed her soft locks, while two more were busy buffing her finger and toe nails. Ino saw another clone preparing some kind of facial mask, some cucumber slices resting in a bowl of water nearby.

 

“I told you it was a Salon, Ino-chan.” Her master spoke up, drawing her eyes to his own. “Once you're finished here, Sakura gets her turn, and you get the other half of the treatment.”

 

The blond girl's eyes widened, a look of wonder mixed with delight gracing her aristocratic features.

 

Naruto smiled, reaching over to adjust something on her collar. “Time to turn over Ino-chan.” He said, then smirked as he realized something. “I can't wait to see how those pretty tits of yours look all shiny and covered with oil…”

 

Ino sighed. `Something's don't change I guess.' She thought as she adjusted her position so that she was on her back. Naruto gave her a quick kiss on the lips before starting to work on her front side.

 

oOoOoOo

 

Ino sighed in contentment as one of Naruto's clones buffed her fingernails with an Emery board, even as another lightly scraped her feet with one of the pumice stones. Her body still felt like putty after that massage, and her face felt cool and clean after the facial mask with cucumber slices for her eyes.

 

“Kami-sama…master.” She moaned, as she felt the manicurist clone dipping her fingers into the mineral water solution to clean off the dust and scrapings. “Where…where did you learn to do all this?”

 

Sakura -lying on one of the massage tables moaning as a clone kneaded her feet with rosemary oil- looked up. “I…gotta ask that…too master.” She said, sighing in pleasure as the clone started working over her calves. “Manicure, pedicure, hair styling…I mean, I knew how good your massages were, but this?”

 

The real Naruto smirked as he ran one of the peach scented combs through Ino's hair. “I've been talking to a new spa owner that moved into town after school lets out.” He said. “I told her I wanted to do something special for my girlfriend, and got her to teach me a few things.” He reached down to toy with one of Ino's nipples, causing the blonde girl to squirm slightly in pleasure. “I figured after such a rough first morning, I'd treat you girls to something nice. I might make these spa sessions a regular event, if you both behave the rest of the day.” He grinned. “Besides, you two look good when you're shiny…like two angels waiting for their master to come and take them to heaven.”

 

Ino sighed as she felt the pedicurist clone start to paint her toe nails, even as the manicurist started on her fingernails as well. “Master…how did you know I like yellow rose polish?” She asked, giggling slightly as the foot clone inserted cotton balls between her big toes. `Damn my ticklish feet!' She thought.

 

“Sakura-chan told me about it while you were napping after your horsie-ride.” He replied. “I demand a lot from you, so I make sure I give a lot too.”

 

Sakura moaned in bliss as the clone moved up her body, easing away the tensions and aches from the day's games. “Oh…my.” She whimpered as the clone started kneading her soft ass cheeks.

 

“You can say that again.” Ino sighed as the clones continued to pamper her.

 

“Oh…my.” Sakura replied.

 

oOoOoOo

 

Soon, Naruto finished giving Ino and Sakura the spa treatment. They were disappointed that it ended but Naruto assured them that if they behaved he'd do it again. That earned a squeal from Sakura and a small smile from Ino. He reattached the leashes and tugged on them, bringing them to their feet.

 

“Come on pets, I made a big lunch for us. I'll allow you to walk this time.” Naruto turned and started walking toward the door and his pets followed. As they ascended, Ino couldn't help but wonder what he made for them. As they emerged from the stairway, they took a right but suddenly they stopped. They froze for a moment before three reactions occurred.

 

Sakura groaned and rolled her eyes.

 

Ino hid behind her master with a scared look on her face.

 

Naruto's eye started twitching.

 

“ERO-SENNIN, WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU EATING MY FOOD?”

 

There, in front of them, was a man with long white hair and red lines coming down from his eyes sitting at a food packed table with food stuffed in his mouth. The so-called `Ero-sennin' turned at the sound, mumbled something before swallowing, and speaking clearly.

 

“What? You had all this food out going to waste.” Naruto growled.

 

“It's for my girls.” Jiraiya shrugged before continuing to eat. Naruto growled again and was about to say something before he felt Ino try to hide herself. “Ino-chan?” Naruto asked confused.

 

“Ma-master, w-who is h-he?” Naruto smiled.

 

“This is Ero-sennin, aka Jiraiya of the Sannin.” Jiraiya growled.

 

“I thought I told you not to call me that!” Naruto just waved him off before turning back to Ino.

 

“You can trust him. He won't hurt you.” Ino seemed to calm down but she was still scared a little.

 

“Ma-master...can you cover my body? Please?” Ino desperately asked. Naruto turned around and cupped her cheek with his hand.

 

“No.” Ino's eyes widened a little in fear. Before she could ask why, Naruto kissed her softly. “The reason why is I want you to not be ashamed of your body. Sometimes I ask Sakura to strip for me while we're in class. And you know what...she does it without hesitation because she isn't shy about taking her clothes off in front of an audience...even if the audience can't see her.” Naruto smirked at the fear in her eyes.

 

“I expect the same of you as well. I intend to get rid of your shyness whatever way I want.” Ino started to whimper. She looked to her side and saw Sakura looking at her with a smile. Naruto gave her a small kiss on the mouth before turning and walking to the table. She lurched forward when the collar yanked.

 

They kept walking until they reached the table. They were sat down and their leashes tied off. “At least you didn't eat much. Speaking of which...you owe me rent.” Jiraiya chocked. After recovering himself, he wiped the crumbs from his mouth.

 

“Is it that time already?” Naruto crossed his arms.

 

“If you want to keep living here whenever you come to town, you'll pay.” Jiraiya grumbled before grabbing a bag of ryou from one of his pockets and handed it over. Naruto smirked before pocketing it. “Thank you. This is good for a month.” Naruto's face then turned serious. “Can we talk?” Jiraiya noted the change. He knew that face. He nodded and got up, left the room. Naruto turned to follow but he didn't yet. He turned to his pets. “Go ahead and start eating. I'll be back.”

 

The girls watched Naruto leave and when he disappeared, Sakura started to dig in. Ino stared at her, and then looked at the enormous amount of food on the table.

 

“I...I can't eat this.”

 

“Mmmph?” Sakura sounded out while her mouth was stuffed with ramen. Gulping down the noodles, she repeated the question. “What?”

 

“I can't eat this much. I'll get fat.” She faced Sakura when she heard chuckling from her friend.

 

“Ino-chan, if there's one good thing about being a Kitsune, it's that you will never get fat. Your metabolism got shifted into overdrive in order to keep up with the healing factor. You need to eat more proteins, meat, etc. Basically, just eat as much as master usually does.”

 

“But...but...” Sakura sighed.

 

“Just eat Ino-chan. After all, you don't want me to force-feed you do you?” Ino saw a sadistic smirk on her face that told her that she would do it. Ino gulped, and turned back to the food in front of her. She slowly reached out, picked up a rice ball, and eat it.

 

“Did master make this?” Sakura nodded. Ino was surprised; she never would've thought that Naruto would be such a good cook. While they were eating, Ino thought back to that one point during the Truth or Splash game - Naruto changed for a minute, and she wanted to know what it was. “Sakura-chan.” Sakura perked up. “During the Truth or Splash game, what happened to master?” Sakura sighed and put down the chopsticks.

 

“When the Imprint happened, something darker managed to imprint itself onto master. We didn't realize it until a month later. During one of our sessions, master turned more...sadistic, more controlling. Before that point, I still had some amount of freedom, but when that happened it was taken away from me. I was kept down there for two weeks, never seeing the light of day. I spent that time either chained to the bed, on the horse, or hanging from the ceiling with my arms and legs bound and when master is working on me, I'm usually on the business end of the whips. He wanted absolute control, hurting me tremendously and taking great pleasure in it.”

 

Sakura shuddered as she recalled the events.

 

“It wasn't until after almost two weeks that Jiraiya figured out that something was wrong. He stormed the place and put a temporary seal on master that pushed back Kyuubi's influence for a short time, but it was enough for master to regain control.” Sakura sighed. “You should've seen him Ino. You should have seen the look of hurt and betrayal on his face when he realized how far he went.” Sakura sniffed and a tear went down her face.

 

“It was at that point he gave me the choice of leaving it all behind. To leave his service, to not feel the pain that came with being his slave. I almost took it Ino. I seriously considered leaving but one fact stopped me.” Ino was paying very close attention to her story - it was providing some very valuable insights into her new master's character.

 

“What was it?” Sakura looked at her with a smile, a tear rolling down her pretty face.

 

“He was alone.” Ino gasped. He didn't have anyone? Not even then?

 

“I knew he only had me to love and if I left...he would break inside. I knew he wouldn't be able to recover from that…and so I made the decision to stay, to be with him and keep him from being lonely. Even if the price I pay is feeling pain, I would stay with him. He needs me just as much as I need him.”

 

“Sakura-chan...” Ino couldn't believe her friend. She stayed with him, knowing that she would be in pain.

 

“He made it up to me afterwards. He gave me the month off, even though I came back only after a week - I missed the feeling of being dominated and controlled. It was at that point when the both of us were sure of our feelings for each other.” Sakura took a sip of water before continuing. “Since then, master and Jiraiya have developed a way for me to escape if that happens again. A failsafe, if you will.” Sakura took the leash in her hands.

 

“Right now, this leash only responds to master's chakra and I can't take it off.” Sakura demonstrated by trying to take it off but she wasn't able to do it much to Ino's surprise. “This applies to almost everything in the dungeon, and these collars as well.” Ino suddenly remembered the difficultly she had trying to free Sakura from the chains she was wearing when she broke into Naruto's house that night.

 

“But I will be able to take it off if two conditions are met. The first if the objects stop receiving master's chakra. Master and Kyuubi's chakra's are different so the objects will know when a change has occurred. When Kyuubi is influencing master beyond master's control, his chakra will change, and the seals on the collar will recognize that.”

 

“The second is when I'm feeling genuinely scared for my life. My chakra will become disorganized and frantic as my emotions run rampant. At that point, the objects will become brittle, and I'll be able to snap them off, allowing me to run or to call for help. This also applies to the ropes as well.”

 

“The ropes? How?”

 

“The ropes are made by the ANBU and used by the ANBU I/T division. Ibiki-sensei was kind enough to give them to us when he heard what happened.”

 

Ino's throat went dry as the question she didn't want to ask came out of her mouth. “Ha-have you ever had to escape since then?”

 

The blonde saw Sakura smile and shake her head. “I can proudly say that I have never had to use the failsafe so far. Master kept those urges controlled. There were a few close calls, but we got through them. Master is not without his faults though, but we do our best. It's during those times where I don't regret not leaving him. He just makes me so proud that he can make it through life despite all the hatred the village gives him because of the Kyuubi.”

 

Ino could only gape at her as pride swelled up in Sakura, a look of genuine respect gracing her features. She was amazed at just how much her once shy friend had grown, and that she could love their master so much.

 

“Sakura-chan...”

 

“Heh, look at me. I'm rambling here. Come on, we need to eat.” Ino watched her as she wiped away a tear, picking up her chopsticks to start eating again. Ino stared at her while wondering how Naruto made such an influence in her life. Then came the sudden realization...the same thing was going to happen to her.

 

The thought was...not as horrifying as she thought it would be.

 

The chance to find love is something every girl dreams about. Maybe...this was her's. Maybe...she could find love with her master. She moaned softly, catching the attention of the pink haired girl, and continued to eat.

 

Sakura smirked behind her cup. The thought was implanted...now it just needed time to grow. It was completely unintentional but she hadn't realized the possibility of what she said until AFTER she had finished speaking. Everything she had said was the truth, and there was no underlying scheme in her words, but she couldn't help but chuckle as she mulled over the possibilities.

 

She knew she inherited trickery when she received Naruto's gifts, but to trick while she's isn't aware of it? She must have been influenced more than she had previously thought. Shaking her head to clear mind, she glanced at her fellow slave-girl. She knew that there was more to the marking, but it appeared there was more to be learned about it. They'd just have to wait until they got older to learn.

 

A smile appearing on her face, she continued to eat, confident that the future would bring many more surprises. She actually looked forward to it.

 

oOoOoOo

 

Tears flowed freely down Naruto's face as he listened to Sakura's words. He had never heard her talk that way about him before. It's true that he had doubts about whether or not Sakura really loved him but hearing her say that was more than he could ever have hoped for.

 

Jiraiya looked down at his crying, yet happy, student. He too heard the words the pink haired girl had spoken and couldn't help but be proud of the blonde boy. He managed to find a light amongst a sea of darkness.

 

“She's quite a girl isn't she?”

 

“Ye-yes, s-she is.” Jiraiya let out a small `oof' as Naruto grabbed him in a bear hold, crying even more. He froze for a moment before returning the embrace, patting him on the back. He held him for a couple of minutes before Naruto letting go.

 

“You alright?”

 

Naruto sniffed and put on a smile. “Yeah. So you'll be here tomorrow?”

 

Jiraiya nodded. “Wouldn't miss it for all the ladies.” Naruto smiled and put up his hands but Jiraiya stopped him. “Clean up a bit before you make the clones.” Naruto nodded and left for the bathroom. A couple of minutes later, he emerged, face clean of tear streaks, puffy eyes. He made two clones, talked with them for a bit and said clones left the house, followed by Jiraiya.

 

Naruto then made his way to the kitchen where his pets were currently gorging themselves on ramen. He smiled and sat down. “So how are you enjoying the buffet?"

 

Sakura and Ino gulped down the rest of the broth before Sakura answered him. “Your food is always the best.” She said before stuffing her mouth once again.

 

“I agree with her. How did you get to be such a good cook? I always see you eating ramen at Ichiraku morning, noon, and night almost all the time.”

 

“I live by myself so I learned how to cook a long time ago.”

 

Ino's expression turned sorrowful. “Oh, I'm sorry.”

 

Naruto waved her off. “It's alright. Keep eating.” Ino looked at her master as he started to eat. She could see loneliness in his eyes. She went back to her food, but with less enthusiasm then before. She squeaked as Sakura dipped a piece of meat in her still-wet entrance, causing her to squirm in her seat as her slave-sister rubbed the food up and down her folds. Her eyes widened as the pinkette brought it to her mouth, eating it and smacking her lips, savoring the taste of the meat along with her juices.

 

Sakura looked at Ino and smirked. She picked up another piece of meat, smiling as Ino watched as she dipped it into her own pussy, coating it with her own juices before holding it in front of Ino's mouth. Ino shook her head while keeping her mouth shut, refusing to eat what Sakura was offering her. She had to lean back as the pinkette became more insistent, pushing the musky smelling morsel closer to her lips.

 

Naruto smirked as he enjoyed the show, before reaching over stealthily and pinching Ino's left ass cheek, causing her to yelp and allowing Sakura thrust the meat in her open mouth. The girl then shut Ino's mouth with her finger before pulling the chopsticks out. Ino held the food between her teeth, a full minute passing before the desire to chew won out. She let her tongue slide over the morsel as she chewed it, and she found herself enjoying the juice-covered meat. After she gulped it down, she looked over at Naruto. He smirked, nodding to her and motioning to Sakura.

 

The other girl smiled brightly, opening her mouth and letting her tongue hand out, inviting Ino to perform the same act. Ino smiled lightly, grabbing another piece of food and coating it in her own juices this time before shoving it into Sakura's mouth. She felt herself shudder as her friend moaned around the pussy-flavored item, before taking a deep breath. She reached over, picking up a cherry tomato (and briefly wondering how Naruto knew that they were among her favorite foods), and dipping it into her pussy before sliding it into her mouth.

 

It tasted…good.

 

Soon, the table was empty and Sakura and Naruto patted their stomachs, very satisfied with the meal. Ino was flushed as red as her tomatoes, and she was panting slightly in as her pussy leaked its juices all over her chair. Naruto chuckled at the sight - he was so looking forward to the show to come that night.

 

oOoOoOo

 

“HEY, ANKO-SENSEI, YOU HERE?” Naruto shouted out as he entered the ANBU I/T division. At this time of day, she would normally be here doing stuff that he rather not know about. He faintly heard her reply at the end of the hall. He walked toward the voice and reached the door. He opened it and was blinded by light. His eyes adjusted and he couldn't help but smirk at the sight.

 

Anko was in the sun room where prisoners were allowed to go to get some light if they earned it, wearing nothing but the hair on her head. Anko was just as big of an exhibitionist as Sakura was.

 

“You better be careful Anko, you might get the skin of yours sun burnt.”

 

Anko smirked. “That'll never happen. So what's up?” Naruto sat down on the bed and proceeded to tell Anko of what he wanted to do. As he talked, a grin slowly appeared on her face. “I knew you were an evil bastard but this takes the cake.”

 

“So do you know if one is ready?”

 

Anko thought for a minute. “I think I do. One just came of age and she'll be perfect for her.” Anko got up, and after putting on her clothes led Naruto out of the room and into another one. As Anko led him to one of the tables in the room, Naruto couldn't help but grin.

 

“Perfect. My creator will be pleased.” After getting all the necessary things, he bid his teacher farewell. “And thanks for the show too!” He ducked the kunai the wild kuniochi threw as he set off back toward his house. Being careful to avoid the kitchen, he went down to the dungeon and set the items down, covering them with a white sheet. After making sure everything was covered, he vanished.

 

In the kitchen, Naruto smirked. He then dipped a cucumber slice into Sakura's cunt and savored the bitter/sweet taste as the girl moaned, her lips sealed against her blonde slave-sister's left nipple while she sucked off some plum sauce she'd dribbled on her.

 

`I am so going to enjoy the next game.' He thought as he listened to Ino's delightful cries.

 

oOoOoOo

 

If there was one thing that Yamanaka Inoichi could say he regretted in life, it was how he had acted towards the jinchuriki boy during the lad's early years.

 

Oh, he wasn't among the crowds of civilians or less intelligent shinobi who would beat the Uzumaki boy, he could say that with pride. He wasn't even one of the merchants who would consistently overcharge the kid for inferior or expired goods.

 

The boy had visited his flower shop several times in the past for seeds and seedlings (it was a surprise that a boy like him would actually be a student of the ancient art of bonsai tree raising), and Inoichi never saw the need to ruin the boy's hobby by stiffing him with the goods.

 

No, the Yamanaka patriarch could say with some pride that he was better in regards to his treatment of the boy then most…but that still left a lot of things to be ashamed of.

 

He recalled times when the boy had been living on the streets (before Sarutobi-sama provided him with an apartment), and he had simply passed him by. There were times when he chose to ignore the boy's sad blue eyes when he took his daughter to the playgrounds, keeping her away from him and leaving him alone.

 

He had been in the area the night Naruto had nearly died, and he had felt the Kyuubi's oppressive chakra practically squeezing the life out of his body. He had stared, horrified, as the boy -sheathed in some kind of red chakra cloak- calmly ripped a pair of no-nothing chunnin and one drunk civilian in half before Sarutobi had arrived with Jiraiya, working to calm the beast's anger.

 

Sarutobi had informed them all of the demon's demands, and how it was only thanks to the fact that Naruto was still the dominant personality that many of them weren't dead already.

 

He'd felt sorry for the Haruno girl when she'd been brought into the ANBU Interrogation and Torture division. He hadn't had any part of what was done to her during her three day `indoctrination', but he knew that the girl would be suffering for the village's sins soon after.

 

“And now my little flower's his toy too.” He muttered to himself, taking a long drink from a sake bottle he'd brought home that evening. He found no comfort in the alcohol's effects…his mind was still wondering what kind of horrors his sweet Ino was enduring at that moment.

 

His wife walked into the kitchen. Her lovely brown eyes were red and bloodshot, both from tears and from a lack of sleep.

 

“It's only been a day.” She whispered, sitting next to her distraught husband, her voice cracked and strained. “Yet it feels like a year…oh Inoichi-koi…”

 

“I know, love.” He replied, pulling her into a warm embrace. “I so wanted to rush into that…that dungeon of his today, rip him open and take our daughter back. Kami-sama, I would give anything to have her free from this…”

 

The pair sat there, saying nothing as their troubled minds tried to make sense of the situation. For several minutes, the only sounds in the house were the pair's breathing and the woman's muffled sobs.

 

They jumped slightly as a knock came at the door, and the sobbing woman stood up, pulling herself from her husband's arms. “I'll…I'll see who it is.” She said.

 

Inoichi looked longingly at the sake bottle as she walked out, trying to decide if he truly wanted to get plastered that evening. When he heard his wife cry out in anger, he leapt to his feet, running to the door.

 

There, standing just beyond the cause-way, was the boy who had stolen his greatest treasure. “You…” He growled, his hands reaching for his kunai holsters.

 

“Hold up, Yamanaka-sama.” The boy said. “Before you do something you WILL regret, let me tell you that I'm just a clone. The real me is still at home, pampering Ino-chan and Sakura-chan so much that they're likely puddles of goo right now. He sent me here to offer you something.”

 

“Inoichi…” Iris spoke. “Kill it! Even if it's just a damn clone, it would still be worth it!”

 

“Except that the real me will know what he did.” The clone replied, causing the hysterical woman to gape. “Kage Bunshin was originally a spying technique. When we clones are dispelled, all the knowledge we acquire goes back to our creator.”

 

“So, imagine what would happen if he learns you attacked me when I'm here under a `flag of truce' as it were?”

 

Inoichi growled, but removed his hands from the kunai pouch. Iris sobbed at the implied threat, backing away from the door to stand by her husband.

 

“What does your…creator…want?” The angered man asked. “Hasn't he taken enough from us? Hasn't he taken enough from my daughter?”

 

“Well, the answer would be…yes to the first, and no to the second.” The clone replied. “He's not taking anything else from you two, and he has no desire for anything else you might value anyway. As for Ino-chan? He's only taking what's rightfully his, as was agreed by the council, Sarutobi-sama, and the Kyuubi; her mind, her body, her soul, and her heart. He's already won over her body, and a good chunk of her mind. Her heart and soul will come along shortly.”

 

Iris sobbed, running out of the room. The clone sighed. “Hey, don't blame the clone…the real Naruto still hasn't learned the value of tact either.”

 

Inoichi frowned. “What does he want?” He said. “If it helps my daughter, I'll do anything.”

 

The clone nodded. “Good, then things should work out fine.” He said. “The real me wants to invite you and your wife over for tea tomorrow. There are some questions that need to be answered in regards to Ino-chan, and only you and your wife can provide them." The clone paused, looking up into the blonde man's eyes. “I would recommend bringing her complete medical file...it will help my creator to take better care of her - despite what you think, he does actually care.” The clone smiled. “If you and your wife behave when you visit there will be a nice surprise on Monday for you and your daughter.”

 

Inoichi frowned. “What's the twist?” He said. “This is a generous offer, all things considered…but kitsune are tricksters. That means there has to be some sort of caveat or something to this.”

 

The clone nodded. “True.” He said. “The real me said to tell you that Ino will be serving the tea…and she'll be doing it the way he wants her too. It'll be…a bit of a shock to you and your wife.”

 

The blond man frowned. “He's going to make her serve us naked, isn't he?” He growled, “Just to spite us, and to humiliate her.”

 

“No, not to spite you.” The clone said. “He honestly doesn't care about you to one way or another…He still remembers the times you ignored him, y'know. He's just returning the favor in spades.”

 

“Now Ino, on the other hand? Yeah, it's supposed to embarrass the hell out of her. You'd be amazed at just how…responsive…a girl can get with a little humiliation.” The clone glanced at his watch. “I gotta fade out of here in a couple of minutes. What's your answer?”

 

Inoichi frowned, but nodded. “We'll be there.” He said. “Is four in the afternoon acceptable?”

 

“Perfect!” The clone said. “The real me said Jiraiya will also be there, so he can help explain a few things too.” He pulled a scroll from his vest. “Here's a list of do's and don'ts when you come to visit. The real me may be a sick, perverted fuck, but he's also paranoid as hell about someone coming to harm his girls. Read those rules carefully…it will probably save both your and your wife's lives.”

 

The clone gave a jaunty wave, before vanishing in a puff of smoke.

 

oOoOoOo

 

Naruto smirked in the mouth of Ino as the two engaged in a passionate make out session while Sakura was on her knees with his cock in her mouth. Things were going as planned. There's no need to make Ino worry about her parents just yet.

 

He'll tell her tomorrow morning. For now, he needed to prepare them for the next game…and Ino for her new `gift'.