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Mistress	By : GlossyLatex Category: Naruto > Yuri - Female/Female Views: 78592 -:- Recommendations : 8 -:- Currently Reading : 12
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                                                                           Chapter Ten
               Naruko beamed a bright smile as she walked through the village gates next to Sakura. Ahead of her, Hinata sat on a bench reading a book, unaware of her girlfriend’s arrival. Dressed in her usual unseasonal overcoat, the blonde rolled her eyes at the girl’s shyness. Hinata truly had a body worth showing off. The Uzumaki, deciding to take advantage of the other girl’s distraction, teleported behind her and leaned in close to the preoccupied bluenette.
               “Boo!”
               Hinata, in a fashion not befitting a Hyuuga or a ninja, squealed in surprise, seeming to leap up four feet into the air. Her squeals quickly gained a happy tenor when she realized who was behind her and without warning threw herself at the girlfriend she had missed so much for three months.
               “Naruko-chan! I’m so glad you’re home and safe! You had to leave so fast and I never even got to take you out to dinner even though I promised we would get something nice before…”
               Naruko smiled into the long hair of the girl in her arms as she let Hinata talk rapidly, three months of information washing over her. The blonde loved how she alone got to see this side of the normally demure and shy girl.
               Sakura stood off to the side, her heart warmed by the cute couple in front of her. Reaching up to her chest, she felt for the first time in Konoha proper the body jewelry that marked her as the property of her Mistress. She thought back to earlier that morning.
               “Ok Sakura-chan, I think….oh…I think you’ve come far along in your training that you can return to the village without the memory seal!”
               The pink haired girl froze underneath the breakfast table; her tongue stopped moving against her owner’s wet pussy.
               “You can speak, Kitty.”
               “Really, Mistress? You…trust me?”
               Naruko chuckled and reached down to gently pull the slave’s head back against her cunt. “Of course. I mean, between the seal on your neck and your mission, you leave me little reason to doubt you! You’ve behaved so well the past three months, I think it’s time you proved you can work for me like Anko-chan.”
               Sakura, making sure not to lose the connection to the wet slit she was licking, shuddered in anticipation of reaching a level close to Anko’s, the ultimate mark of trust between Naruko and her slaves. She did shift her weight back and forth nervously at the mention of her mission. While she was certain she could accomplish it, and would enjoy it, it was a big step.
               Naruko slumped low in her chair as she came on her slave’s face, gently pushing the girl away. Gesturing to her older lover, Naruko directed the pink-haired slave. “Good girl, but I think Princess still needs some attention. Anko seems to have the full attention of Cherry, though. Bitch, another waffle please!” Naruko grinned as Hana, in her standard featureless white catsuit outfit, very carefully delivered a fresh waffle her mother had cooked to the table. Slapping the latex-clad ass, Naruko dug into her second helping.
               Sakura quickly moved to between her mentor’s thighs and dove in, the older woman squeaking before lowering a hand gloved in red rubber to the teenager’s head and petting her. Sakura exulted in the intimate touch and dedicated herself to giving Tsunade the best head she could, her excitement for the day showing through her tongue.
               Shaking her head, Sakura returned to the present. When the young Haruno finally caught her teammate’s eye, she gestured to the entwined couple and mouthed silently.
See you later.
Getting Naruko’s affirmative nod, Sakura headed home, going over her mission in her head.
               Returning her attention to her girlfriend, Naruko noted with amusement the girl was practically quivering in joy. While the blonde certainly lusted after the Hyuuga, she was quite happy with the pace of their relationship. Hinata’s earnest nature and fervent innocence stuck a chord in a heart that Naruko had begun to forget she had.
               As she held the other girl in her arms, Naruko couldn’t help but notice the collar of Hinata’s undershirt beneath her coat. Looking down, she realized her cute girl was wearing rather tight leather pants. The jinchuuriki, aroused and pleased by the apparent revolution in wardrobe, slowly leaned back and raised her eyebrow at the now tomato-faced girl.
               “Hinata-chan, let’s go have something to eat so we can catch up in private.”
               Hinata quickly realized that there were a number of things her girlfriend no doubt wanted to discuss, and do, with her that would require a bit more privacy. Nodding her head, she hugged one of the blonde’s arms and allowed herself to be led to their favorite restaurant.
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               Anko sat in the shadows, watching the ally from her perch on the fire escape. Reaching into her skirt she carefully tightened some straps, ensuring everything was ready. Satisfied, she leaned back and waited.
               Hanabi’s development had come along nicely. The girl was completely enamored with Anko, seeing her some twisted amalgamation of mother, sister, lover, and mistress. Anko loved her pet, her pet just as Naruko had promised, a bit more than she was comfortable with. The jounin knew that the most important woman in her life would always be her blonde Mistress, but she could feel Hanabi worming her way into her heart. The child was not only an incredible toy, but after being thoroughly dominated her cold exterior melted away in Anko’s presence and the older woman got to see the true Hanabi: an earnest, naïve, and loving little girl who just happened to be a natural in bed.
               That wasn’t to say they hadn’t had problems. When Anko had learned of Hanabi’s movements towards her sister, the Snake Mistress had paddled the girl’s bottom for close to twenty minutes before raping her impossibly tight cunt with her favorite purple strap-on. She had explained, as she thrust deep into the eleven year-old, that one she was never to interfere with the Mistress’s property (Hinata being Naruko’s girlfriend), and two any sexual pleasure she might experience would come at the hands or with the approval of Anko herself.
               Hanabi had taken her punishment well, all things considered, but she was still quite young and had slipped a bit. Anko had, just because, tuned into the girl’s observation seal and caught the little tramp pressing a hyperventilating classmate of hers, Moegi if Anko wasn’t mistaken, against a wall in one of the academy stairwells. Anko had been slightly impressed with how forcefully the young Hyuuga was dominating the other child, the Hyuuga’s hands squeezing the whimpering girl’s nipples through her clothes, but she was irritated that Hanabi was acting against orders. The two girls hadn’t gone any further, as the bell had rung ending the lunch, but Anko knew her pet needed some discipline nonetheless.
               When Hanabi turned into the alleyway Anko quickly activated the genjutsu that would prevent any nosey bystanders from seeing something they weren’t supposed to. To Hanabi’s credit, the girl seemed to notice something had changed and quickly dropped into a defensive stance. Despite her impressive reaction speed, she never saw the bolo fly down from the shadows.
               “Ahh!” Hanabi exclaimed as the weighted rope spun around her young body, tightly binding her arms to her sides. The momentum of the attack carried her to the ground, dazing the Hyuuga. Quickly rolling, Hanabi kipped up back to her feet and, despite her bound arms, tried to prepare for the next attack.
               “Boo.” Despite herself Hanabi shrieked when her attacker’s rich, feminine voice sounded right next to her ear. Attempting to spin around, the child lost her footing and fell on her ass.
               “Oowww…” The Hyuuga looked up at the now openly laughing Anko and frowned. “Anko-hime, that was mean.” Anko merely laughed harder. Hanabi, despite her bindings and the dull pain in her butt, felt her preteen slit moistening in anticipation of what Anko had planned.
               “Ahh…you’re adorable Hanabi-chan. In fact, you’re so adorable that I almost feel bad that I need to punish you for that little stairwell stunt of yours.” The atmosphere changed at Anko’s declaration, and Hanabi quickly switched from aroused to nervous. She knew her owner took disobedience quite seriously.
               Stepping forwards, Anko followed the young girl who was desperately wriggling backwards trying to escape. When Hanabi finally backed into the alleyway wall, she began begging.
               “I’m sorry Anko-hime! I just…she’s so…I just wanted to show her that I’m the strongest! And I want to see what it was like…it will never happen again I promise! I swear Anko-hime, I’ll be a good girl from now on.”
               “No, it won’t, and yes, you will.” Ignoring her pet’s frantic pleas, Anko reached down grabbed the back of her shirt collar, yanking her to her feet. Producing another length of rope from her coat, she looped it around the girl’s slender throat. Pulling the child by her impromptu leash, the jounin led her to a mostly unused bike rack. Looping the rope over the far side, Anko slipped the leash around the base of the rack and up to the bolo keeping her toy’s arms secure.
               Hanabi babbled nervously as she was tied to the bike rack. When her Mistress yanked on her leash, she was forced to bend over the structure to avoid choking, leaving her small behind exposed. She kept trying to apologize as she felt her pants being lowered slowly, leaving only her rather plain blue panties covering her prepubescent holes. She then felt the unmistakable chill of a kunai as it carefully sliced away her last barrier, the now damp panties slipping away from her crotch.
               “Now let’s make sure you don’t make too much noise.” Anko’s singsong voice both aroused and terrified the eleven year-old as the older woman reached around and gently stuffed the girl’s own panties into her mouth. “Don’t spit those out, Hanabi-chan.” Hanabi mumbled her understanding into the wet cloth. “Good girl. Now, I think for your behavior...we’ll go with twenty.”
               Unseen by Hanabi, Anko casually unsealed a rather menacing looking leather flogger and spun the tool in her hands, the leather straps fanning out. The jounin smirked and tauntingly dragged the discipline device up her pet’s quivering thighs and let it rest on her small ass for a bit.
               Without warning, Anko whipped her arm back and delivered three quick strikes with the leather straps across her slave’s ass, each time causing a loud crack and a muffled scream to echo through the concealed alleyway. Anko stepped forward and gently palmed the rapidly warming ass of her pet.
               Hanabi closed her eyes and tried to enjoy the pleasurable sensation of her Mistress stroking her behind, but she knew it wouldn’t last. As expected, the hand left and seconds later the flogger struck again, sending bolts of pain rocketing from her reddening ass through her body. Despite the tears leaking from her clenched eyes, Hanabi could feel the wetness beginning to leak from her swollen pussy as well.
               “Just five more Hanabi-chan.” The little girl’s was torn between relief her plight was almost over and horror that she still had five more strokes of the accursed flogger left.
              Anko licked her lips as she eyed the bright-red bottom of her slave. Eager to get to the ‘reward’ part of her visit, she struck again.
               “HMMMPH!” Hanabi cried out, sobbing as her tender ass was struck five times in rapid succession. She could feel the heat in her rear, and moaned in embarrassment when she realized she had released her bladder while consumed by pain. Her legs and feet were soaked, a pool of the liquid on the ground between her feet.
               “Hmm, naughty girl. I thought you were a bit more grown-up than that, Ha-na-bi-chaaan.” The child’s face burned in humiliation. The pain emanating from her rear cheeks was beginning to become manageable though.
               Anko stepped up close to her squirming pet and withdrew a bottle from her coat. Uncapping the top, she squeezed a large amount of clear gel onto the cherry red ass in front of her. Dropping the bottle, she then placed both hands on the girl’s bottom and began to rub the gel into the abused flesh with gentle circles.
               Hanabi moaned at the cool sensation that encompassed her beaten behind as Anko worked it into her. Her eyes slowly closed as the soothing hands massaged her small posterior, only to snap wide open when she felt one of Anko’s lubed fingers push into her tight anus.
               Anko smirked at the reaction to her finger, biting her lip as she felt the prepubescent ass simultaneously grip and try to push out her invading digit. Ignoring the muffled protests from her captive, Anko began slowly pumping her finger while flipping up her skirt with her free hand. Reaching down, she began wrapped her wet hand around the newly-revealed slender purple dildo jutting from her hips.
               “It’s time for you to begin training your bottom, Hanabi-chan. First thing, I need you to push back on me, ok? And do your best to relax, because the first time will hurt.” As she spoke, the Snake Mistress withdrew her finger only to push two into the eleven year-old’s resisting sphincter.
               Hanabi squirmed in her bindings, trying to move away from the fingers invading her butt. When she tried to raise her head she inadvertently choked herself, quickly returning to her previous position, her eyes fixed on the ground, tears of frustration falling from her face.
               Satisfied with her preparation, Anko withdrew her wet fingers from the slightly-loosened anus she had quickly grown fond of and aimed her slender strap-on at the tightening hole.
               “Hold on now, Hanabi-chan. Take a deep breath.” Without waiting for a confirmation, the purple-haired woman thrust her hips and forced the tip of the rubber cock inside her pet’s ass.
               When she felt Anko enter her, Hanabi spit out her ruined panties, uncaring of the consequences. “Take it out! It hurts! Anko-hime please, please take it ouuuut!” The child’s protests trailed off into incoherent mewls.
               Anko frowned when her pet removed her gag, making a note to bring it up later. Surprisingly, the girl’s protests tugged on her heartstrings and she gave the stretched behind a few moments to adjust to its penetration.
               Despite herself, Hanabi felt her ass beginning to relax as Anko cooed and stroked her preteen body. When she finally fell silent except for some heavy breathing, the purple-haired woman behind her took the opportunity to slowly press her hips forward, sinking the length of the six inch rubber shaft into the bound child’s asshole.
               Hanabi’s breath hitched when she felt the rest of the dildo impaling her force its way deeper. When Anko’s hips finally pressed against her still tender butt, she let out the scream that had been building.
               “Anko-hime! Please! It hurts so baaaad!”
               Knowing what was needed, as she certainly wasn’t planning on removing herself from Hanabi’s delectable asshole, the Mitarashi reached underneath her struggling captive and quickly found the girl’s small, slippery clit. Rubbing the sensitive organ in circles, she felt the preteen’s struggles slow and the girl’s protests dying away.
               Hanabi couldn’t believe that Anko’s fingers could feel so good despite the thick cock forced up her rear. She felt the tension leaving her body as her pussy began to drip. Wishing she had her hands free, the young Hyuuga began shaking her head, her long brown hair whipping behind her, denying the growing pleasure as her ass slowly adjusted to the pain of being spread open.
               Anko, growing impatient, decided had waited long enough and slowly pulled her hips back, the purple cock withdrawing from her captive’s hot tight asshole inch by inch. She watched with lusting eyes as the shaft bounced once it popped free from the gaping preteen bottom. Not giving her slave a chance to tighten back up the Snake Mistress quickly thrust her strap-on back into her new favorite hole, shivering at the pained and aroused screams her actions extracted.
               Gradually the purple-haired woman sped up her movements much to Hanabi’s chagrin. Using the rope binding the girl’s arms as a handhold, she watched fascinated as the young anus was stretched around her shaft. Within minutes she was fucking her cock hard into the tight ass of the eleven year-old, the academy student the yelping in excitement and pain, her strained asshole and abused cheeks sending waves of pleasurable pain through her body.
               Hanabi felt each thrust into her ass in their entirety, the pain forcing her mind to focus. The unyielding shaft penetrating her seemed to reach up into her stomach, though she knew it was a rather modest length and girth. Her face wet with tears, she choked against her leash when she arched her back, trying desperately to get the last bit of stimulation she needed to cum.
               The older woman maintained her brutal pace for what seemed like hours. Every thrust forced the child forward, simultaneously trying to escape the pain and enjoy the slivers of pleasure from the violation of her ass. Hanabi cried out as Anko slammed her hips hard against her small rear, knowing from her owner’s enthusiastic fucking her asshole was going to be a regular part of their playtimes.
               Anko, feeling her own climax approaching, reached down and grasped the ‘balls’ of her toy. When she felt her pleasure peak, her own asshole tightening around the plug attached to her harness, she squeezed the plastic bulb, forcing the cum she had collected from herself earlier that morning to shoot deep into the small ass of her captive. She pressed her hips as hard as she could against the child’s hot rear, shaking as her orgasm worked its way through her system.
               When Hanabi heard her Mistress cumming, she simultaneously felt a warm jet of liquid enter her backside. She moaned in pain as her owner forced her hips against her behind, the flogging from earlier and her stretched sphincter sending waves of pain through her body. The preteen slumped forward, despondent at the orgasm she knew wasn’t coming, her anus clenching painfully around the dildo planted deep inside her bottom.
               Eyes closed, Anko slowly brought her breathing under control before carefully withdrawing from her pet’s abused hole. Right before the cock popped free, she spoke forcefully. “Now Hanabi-chan, if you keep my cum inside for the next four hours, you have my permission to touch yourself. If you don’t, your punishment for spitting out your panties will be doubled. Understand?” Deciding to accept the weak nod of her slave’s head, she finished pulling her toy out from the young girl’s ass, noting with pride how quickly the swollen hole tightened up, not a drop of her cum escaping.
               Anko quickly sliced the ropes binding Hanabi’s arms. Grabbing the leash, she pulled the girl close and, bending down, captured her small mouth in a passionate kiss. Stroking the shivering girl’s hair, she broke the kiss and gave her a peck on the forehead. Watching as the girl shakily pulled her pants up Anko bent over and picked up the discarded panties. Pocketing the ruined underwear she turned and began walking away, flipping her skirt down over her strap-on.
               “Th-thank you, Anko-hime.” Smirking at the tremulous but genuine sentiment, Anko waved her hand at the obedient-for-the-moment pet behind her.
               “It was my pleasure, Hanabi-chan. Run along now.”
               Hanabi quickly followed her orders and moved quickly towards home, her hand pressed against her behind.
               Both purple haired jounin and violated Hyuuga failed to notice the red eyes watching them leave the alleyway.
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               Tsunade stretched her arms above her head, sighing as she worked her tired muscles. She had just finished her rather lengthy daily exercise regimen and felt wonderful. After her strip-tease for her Mistress, which had been very well received, Naruko had ordered her to practice with the stripper pole she had installed the day after. Thankfully the shorter blonde had allowed her to wear actual workout clothes, although the tight lycra outfit was still quite revealing. At least it breathed better than latex, in any case.
               While Tsunade had mastered most aspects of the shinobi lifestyle and had an almost unparalleled command of her own body, she had still been a relative novice when it came to dancing, let alone exotic dancing. Having fully accepted her Mistress’s ownership, though, the Hokage threw herself into the order and was quickly becoming an extremely accomplished stripper. Anko had commented that the blonde slave could easily be the highest paid girl at any strip club, if the whole ‘belonging to Naruko’ thing didn’t work out for her.
               Tsunade chuckled at the memory. As she lifted her leg up to a one hundred and eighty degree angle though, she started thinking of her captor. Unbidden, a warm smile spread across her face when she pictured the dominant teenager. She could feel herself growing wet when her mental image shifted, imagining her Mistress in some of her favorite catsuits, paddling her naughty slave’s backside for not listening…
               Shaking her head, Tsunade cleared her mind. She needed to think, and between her workouts, the training she was giving Naruko and Sakura, and the rather constant sex, her days didn’t allow her much time alone to focus.
               Had someone asked Tsunade two months ago, she would have said Naruko was by all accounts a sociopath. But after spending weeks in the teen’s bed, watching her lithe form sleep and make soft adorable sounds in her dreams…She was still in many ways just a young girl who needed something to guide and ground her.
               She had also seen that the Uzumaki’s dedication to being a kunoichi, specifically a servant of Konoha, was no act. The younger girl, when she wasn’t asleep or playing with her pets, was training on a level even Tsunade had never seen prior. It was…inspiring.
               Tsunade grimaced as she felt a particularly tight knot under a shoulder. While she could simply flood her body with chakra, there were certain therapeutic benefits to stretching normally. Leaning forward she sighed with relief, blushing when her bent-over position reminded her of some of her more intimate moments with her Mistress.
               She had had an opportunity to leave, but she hadn’t taken it. Now? She was all but certain she would remain at the Uzumaki’s side. She ran a hand around her bejeweled collar and smiled softly. While Tsunade certainly had some qualms about how she had come to be in her position, she had come to crave the sexual attentions of her young Mistress, and had begun to enjoy the privileges her rank amongst Naruko’s slaves inferred. She also could see the darkness that threatened to devour Naruko whole, and knew her presence had stabilized the younger blonde’s impulses, softening her cruelties. Somewhat.
               As Tsunade began stripping her clothes off and walking to her bathroom for a shower, she finally allowed the thought that had been whispering in the back of her mind through. She would stay because she loved Naruko Uzumaki, and she knew she could save her.
               Taking a long pull of water from her bottle, the naked Hokage licked her lips. I hope Temari is thirsty.
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               Naruko stumbled backwards into her apartment, struggling to maintain contact with her girlfriend’s lips. Inside, she was delighted that the normally meek girl was taking such a strong position in their relationship, and was eager to see how far they’d get tonight. While she was relatively certain she might be left frustrated, she had a number of pets waiting to take care of any itch. As she pressed the Hyuuga against her closed door and began ravishing the moaning girl’s neck, she was slightly surprised to detect another presence in her apartment. When she focused on what her defenses were telling her, she relaxed and waited to see what it was all about.
               She had been quite pleased with the quiet romantic dinner. They had gotten their usual dark corner booth and sat shoulder to shoulder. Their quiet conversation only interrupted by Hinata’s melodic giggling as Naruko’s hands and mouth wandered. When Naruko had finally gotten her demure girlfriend to take off her annoying coat, the blonde’s jaw had dropped at the revealed outfit. A sleeveless leather crop top that extended to wrap high up around her neck showed off the genin’s delicious chest along with leather pants that showed off the results of the Hyuuga’s training. Naruko had jumped on Hinata’s offer to walk her home.
               Hinata was in cloud nine. Her beloved Naruko-chan was a magician with her mouth, and the simple act of giving her neck a hickey made the blue-haired girl weak in the knees. Luckily, her girlfriend’s strong thigh had made its way between her legs and helped keep her upright. As she felt her core getting wet, she had to hold back a groan at what she had planned if the initial sensations were anything to go by.
               Reluctantly, Hinata broke away from her girlfriend’s hungry mouth and giggled at her pouting face. “Naruko-chan, I think I’m ready…” she shivered at the heated look the blonde gave her. “Let me change quickly and I’ll tell you to come in, ok?”
               Naruko nodded, but when the blue-haired girl turned around she couldn’t resist squeezing her leather-clad ass. The blonde smirked at the yelp and lustful look her girlfriend shot back over her shoulder, inwardly swooning at how tight the Hyuuga’s behind had felt.
               When her bedroom door closed and Naruko was left alone in the kitchen she began pacing, her heart racing as she considered what was waiting for her. She went over to the sink and filled up a glass with water, then drinking it quickly. She scanned the room for more things to distract her from the torturous wait her girlfriend was putting her through.
             Suddenly Hinata’s wonderful voice, muffled by the door, rang out. “Co-come in, Naruko-chan.”
               The blonde practically sprinted to the door before taking a moment to recompose herself, then stately entering her bedroom. While she wasn’t surprised by who was inside, she could feel her panties practically soak through at what they had done.
               Ino and Hinata were lying on her bed. Hinata had changed into lacy white lingerie, her stockings held up by a matching garter belt, her large breasts practically bursting from their elegant bustier. She was sitting between Ino’s legs, her back against the blonde’s chest. Ino, who was dressed similarly only in black, had reached around with both hands and was rolling Hinata’s stiff nipples between her fingers.
               As Hinata blushed and mewled at both the sensations coming from Ino’s hands and the look her girlfriend was giving her, Ino spoke up. “Welcome home, Naruko-chan. Hinata-chan here asked me to help make tonight extra special. Consider it an early birthday present for next week. Now, come thank your girlfriend.”
               Naruko was surprised by how sensual Ino sounded, having assumed the other blonde to be rather virginal. Quickly realizing she didn’t actually care and choosing to just enjoy it, the jinchuuriki began quickly stripping her clothes off until she was left in only her sports bra and panties.
               Ehh…not exactly my sexiest stuff. Oh well.
               Ignoring her less-than-elegant underwear, Naruko quickly hopped onto the bed and without delay molded her body against her girlfriend’s curvier one and pulled her into a deep kiss. Reaching up with one hand she palmed one of Hinata’s heavy breasts, gently squeezing the soft orb and enjoying the clearly excited nipple pressing into her palm.
               Ino lay back against the headboard and watched the two girls kissing on top of her with increasing arousal. The love and passion exuding from the two had never been present between her and…someone? The blonde shook her head, focusing on the incredibly arousing sight and grinding her lace-covered core against Hinata’s backside.
               Hinata’s mind was overwhelmed by the sensations flooding her inexperienced body. While she and Naruko had certainly kissed and…touched…the passion and intent had never been comparable to that moment. The hand on her chest, the tongue her mouth, Ino’s breasts pressing against her back…she squeaked when she felt the girl beneath her begin to grind against her bum.
               “Ohh Naruko-chan…Ino’s…I—oooO!” Hinata, who had tried to talk in between feverish kisses, was cut off by the sensation of Ino’s mouth closing around her left ear, her tongue tracing delicious patterns.
               Pulling her knees beneath her, Naruko used her now free hand to begin manipulating Hinata’s deprived breast. “What did Ino do, Hinata-chan?” The blonde’s question was mocking, knowing her girlfriend was far too stimulated to respond, instead managing only extraordinarily cute yips and mewls.
               “So adorable.” Naruko began to slide down her girlfriend’s body when a suddenly lucid Hinata reached down and lifted up her chin.
               “N-no…I want to…I want Naruko-chan to cum first. P-please.” Naruko, knowing how hard it was for Hinata to assert herself in normal circumstances, was astonished and extremely proud of the Hyuuga. Nodding, Naruko backed up.
               Hinata sat up and pushed herself down towards the foot of the bed before lying down. She seemed to be fighting internally, her face growing redder and redder.
               “Are you ok, Hinata-chan? We don’t have to—”
               “Yes! I’m…I’m fine. Please Naruko-chan…s-s-s…Ah. Please sit on my face!” The girl’s voice, by the end of her request, was impossibly high and squeaky. Naruko swooned. She had a good idea of what Hinata had wanted, but to have the shy teen actually say it…
              The Uzumaki practically tore her panties off. She quickly swung her leg over Hinata’s body and, using the girl’s luscious breasts as handholds, slowly lowered her dripping pussy to her girlfriend’s mouth for the first time. When she felt the first tentative strokes of the other girl’s tongue, even the Mistress of Konoha couldn’t stop the moan that escaped.
              Hinata had seen pictures, both clinical and some…other ones currently hidden beneath her bed, but seeing her girlfriend’s sex up close, to smell it, to taste it…She pressed her face to the wet flesh and began tracing the swollen lips with her tongue. Encouraged by Naruko’s moans, she dipped her oral muscle into the tight hole itself, becoming slightly light-headed from her new favorite taste in the world. Slipping her arms up, she grasped the blonde’s slender hips and pulled down, forcing the dripping pussy harder against her face.
               Naruko was slowly losing her mind as she enjoyed the oral attentions of whom she had assumed was one of the shyest girls in the village. She let out an uncharacteristic squeak when the curvy girl beneath her pulled her down, excited by the new Hinata. Letting go of the blue-haired girl’s breasts, the thirteen year-old ran her hands up her sweat-slick body to her own sizeable chest. Overwhelmed by the tongue forcing its way inside her, she felt her first orgasm of the night flow over her as she squeezed the diamond-hard points of her breasts. The blonde was partially embarrassed by how quickly she had cum, but chalked it up to the eroticism of the moment.
               Breathing heavily, Naruko slowly lowered herself down until her face was right next to Hinata’s soaked slit. Breathing deep, she savored the strong smell of the girl’s musk. Turning her head, she began licking the curvy girl’s thighs, lapping up the building sweat and generally teasing her girlfriend.
               When Hinata felt Naruko’s tongue begin to play with her lower half, she almost came. Deciding to up her game and keep her girlfriend insensate, she lowered her mouth and wrapped her juicy, wet lips around the throbbing pearl at the top of the blonde’s cunt.
               Ino watched the two lovers with glazed eyes as she pumped two fingers inside herself, the other hand playing with her chest. The room had become stiflingly hot and the smell of pussy and sweat was growing stronger. Almost in a daze, Ino felt herself get on her knees and move forward. Placing her hands on Naruko’s shapely rear, the lustful blonde spread the girl’s ass cheeks to reveal the cute crinkled anus hidden between. Licking her lips, she lowered her head and dragged her tongue up the length of her friend’s crack.
               Naruko, who had been thoroughly engaged in teasing Hinata’s leaking pussy with soft licks and kisses, almost jumped onto the ceiling when she felt Ino’s warm tongue trace over her asshole. Slightly embarrassed she had forgotten about the other blonde, she growled in arousal as she felt the Yamanaka’s tongue licking wet circles on her anus. Wiping some sweat-soaked hair from her face, the young domme simply lay on top of her girlfriend and enjoyed the sensations assaulting her trembling, wet body. She felt Hinata’s breasts pressed comfortably into her stomach, the girl’s lips holding her clit while she lapped it with her tongue, and Ino’s enthusiastic mouth desperately pleasuring her bottom.
               The room, illuminated by only the moonlight streaking in through the windows, was filled with the soft wet sounds of tongues punctuated by keening moans and mewls.
               Naruko, who had finally begun eating out her girlfriend’s snatch in earnest, decided to give the girl something special, maybe. Slipping her arm under Hinata’s thigh, she brought her hand to her slick heat and slid two fingers into her tightness. Curling her fingers, she felt along the slick walls of Hinata’s practically virginally tight pussy, only the girl’s excitement making the penetration possible. She moaned when she felt the girl beneath her arch her back, lifting the blonde up, and then scream into the Uzumaki’s own throbbing sex.
Smug at having found her girlfriend’s ‘special spot’, she latched her mouth to the pulsating slit beneath her just in time to catch the first mouthful of clear girlcum. Swallowing the treat, Naruko shivered at the taste. Fortunately, Hinata’s excited sex continued to expel jets of the sweet cum as the girl endured the most powerful orgasm of her young life.
               Hinata, having never ‘squirted’ before, was mortified when her orgasm finally subsided, her tensed muscles finally relaxing.
               “I-I-I’m sorry Naruko-chan I couldn’t control it, you just felt so good!” The humiliated girl clenched her eyes shut in anticipation of her scolding, but yelped when she felt a sharp pinch on her inner thigh.
               “You tasted delicious, Hinata-koi. Don’t be embarrassed sweetie. Now, did I—ahh—did I say stop licking my pussy? No? Then get back in there.” Finishing her little pep talk, Naruko herself began gently cleaning the Hyuuga’s wet snatch, wary of over stimulating the inexperienced girl.
               Hinata, blushing at her remonstration and happy that Naruko wasn’t mad, quickly returned to her previous position, enthusiastically tonguing the blonde’s sex.
               Ino listened to the byplay amusedly, knowing what must have prompted Hinata’s outburst. To her credit, the blonde never removed her tongue from Naruko’s sweet asshole, and had begun to push the pink muscle into the tight anus to the vocal delight of the Uzumaki. As she felt her tongue slide deeper into the other blonde’s rear passage, she used her hands to squeeze and rub the full ass her face was pressed into.
               Naruko groaned at the sensations emanating from her bottom half. Hinata’s increasingly adventurous mouth was incredible—the girl was a natural. Ino, if Naruko wasn’t mistaken, seemed to know what she was doing. Her warm pink tongue had slipped deep inside the blonde’s ass and was slowly thrusting in and out of her clenching anus. The other blonde accompanied the sensation by sealing her full lips over the jinchuuriki’s anus and maintaining a constant suction on her bottom hole. For Naruko, the sensation was heavenly. She could feel the hot breath of both girls on her sex, driving her close to distraction. With a supreme effort of will the Uzumaki forced herself to focus and resume licking the needy Hyuuga pussy beneath her face.
               The three girls continued pleasuring each other for close to two hours before Hinata, drained of energy and fluids, passed out on top of her girlfriend, her mouth sucking on the blonde’s nipple while Ino fingered the pair. The bed was drenched in sweat and cum, all three girls having spilled themselves onto the silk sheets. While they hadn’t broken out any toys, Naruko had made a point of thoroughly exploring all of her lovers’ holes with her tongue. While Hinata had initially been mortified by her surprise analingus she had quickly decided she loved having her girlfriend’s mouth against that particular hole, using her legs to pull the blonde’s face tight against her pillowy ass. Naruko saw the reaction as a good omen for future anal play.
Despite the wetness of the bed, Naruko was truly comfortable and content, giddy at how the night had turned out. Pulling the sleepy Ino to her unoccupied side, she sighed happily as her fellow blonde mirrored Hinata’s actions and latched her mouth to the Uzumaki’s breast before falling asleep. Naruko, enjoying the suckling mouths, fell into a deep sleep herself, eager to relate the night to her Tsunade-chan.
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