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Special Training Indeed	By : enifoot Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 63259 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 8
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Chapter List
- 1-Special Training Indeed
- 2-2: New Clothes and Mushroom Sauce
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Wow. I won't often have time for a chapter a day, but with 2500 view in one day I couldn't resist. Though, half of my reveiws did come from AFF telling me to redo my disclaimer... Here is chapter two with some pervy groping, medium bondage, and some "mushroom soup!" He hasn't taken Naruko just yet, but I think that'll be next chapter.
Don't forget to review! I don't think I'm good at this kind of writing yet and any advice I can get would be awesome!
New Clothes and Mushroom Sauce
Naruko rubbed the sleep out of her eyes as she woke up. She stretched out her arms behind her while yawning, unknowingly pushing out her wonderful young bust in the process, before freezing. Quickly she blushed as she let one hand travel down to her… her lady parts and touched it gently. Yep. That made three nights in a row she’d had a special dream. And three nights in a row it was about Jiraiya! He may have been older, but he was sooo manly. His tough muscles, huge hands, and huge… Plus, who doesn’t like an older man?
About a week ago they’d changed pace completely. He used to leave her be with a few instructions before checking up on her at the end of the day, but now he never left her side for more than a few minutes. The first day they’d decided she needed a real wardrobe to show that she was a kunoichi and meant it!
They’d gone to a nearby town to have lunch and find a new look for her. When she wasn’t looking, he’d slipped something into her food. After lunch they started at a place that sold heavy duty ninja clothing. She’d started with a sweat suit, but Jiraiya quickly convinced her it just didn’t fit her. One of a kunoichi’s greatest assets, he’d lectured, was distraction! She was budding into a young woman and it would be a shame to waste it. At first she’d been shocked. Was he just saying this because he was a pervert? Or was he serious. She was also a little flustered, too. Although she outwardly held great confidence, in truth she was quite insecure due to the years of teasing at and before the academy. To hear that any man, let alone a man so familiar with the female body, thought she was becoming a beautiful young woman… Maybe she could try on something a little more flattering.
“Jiraiya-sensei,” she fidgeted, trying to hold the hem of her skirt so it would cover everything, “are you sure that this is appropriate?” The second outfit had been a little more daring with hip hugging pants and a tighter jacket. The third had capris and showed midriff. But neither of those had been “enough to really distract an opponent,” according to Jiraiya. This one, however, would certainly distract. A black mesh tube-top covered her breasts while a short sleeved orange jacket that only went down an inch or two further rested on top of it. She wore an orange pleated skirt this time that barely made it halfway down her thighs, two black straps visible above the skirt leading down to a black thong. Each leg had a mesh wrapping around her thigh, not unlike Ino’s, that she could attach her gear too. Her hands were in fingerless orange gloves with small metal plates on the back for protection and her feet were in ninja sandals with small heels on them. In the right light she looked like a professional young kunoichi. In all other lights she looked like she was ready to gag for cock.
“That’s great, Naruko! You look wonderful! I bet Sasuke couldn’t wait to go home with you if you went after him now!” he teased, getting quite the blush. He really couldn’t care about that emo with a micro-prick in the slightest, but alongside the inhibition relaxing drug he’d put in her lunch that compliment was likely to get her to agree to anything.
“R- really?” she asked cutely. He almost took her right there in the store, but it was too early in the plan to lose control. But it wasn’t too early to get hand-on, was it?
“Definitely, let me just check a few things out,” he said as he walked up behind her. His huge hands wrapped around her chest, groping her eager young breasts in his hands and massaging them.
“J-Jiraiya-sensei!” she cried in mortification. “What does this have to do with anything?” she asked, but for some reason her body wouldn’t move. It wanted this even if she didn’t know it.
“What?” he asked, “This is highly important! I’m making sure you have enough support here! If you don’t and you jostle around in a fight too much, you could even slip out! Can you imagine how embarrassing that could be?” he asked as he shook her tits up and down, pinching her nipples.
“Oh, oh, oooh!” she squealed before he stopped teasing her breasts so hard. “I’m sorry for doubting youUUUU!” she squeaked as the hand that left her breast went on to massage lower.
“Yes, I forgive you. Now, it’s just as important to make sure that your skirt will stay on, so let me see now…” One hand started massaging her ass, going under the skirt but not under what little underwear her thong provided. “Not bad, it’s staying up just fine. What about here?” he asked as his other hand reached down to her dripping young slit. He touched it once through her sopping underwear before he slyly slipped one finger around the cloth and ran it all the way up her cunt.
“MASTER!” she yelled as she slumped to her knees, shaking as she came. She’d never really masturbated before. She barely even knew what was going on as she’d been kicked out of health classes in the academy. All she knew is that, despite something feeling wrong, feeling even more wrong since it was in public, something about this felt incredibly right.
“Huh? What’s wrong, Naruko-chan?” he asked as if he didn’t know what he’d done. She didn’t respond as she was still trying to figure it out herself. “Cat’s got your tongue, eh? But I do like that, Master Jiraiya. From now on, no longer call me sensei, call me master, got it?”
“Yes, Jiraiya-sama,” she responded, the drug negating any hesitation she’d have to do so.
“Good girl,” he said as he petted her head like an adorable little kitten. “Now, let’s head back to camp. The training starts tomorrow!” He paid for a few sets of her outfit as well as a bag of clothing she hadn’t seen him pick out. That night they ate well, bread bought in town and a few fish caught nearby. That night he’d once again slept insider her tent. This time he’d managed to get the tip of his sizable prick in her mouth as he played with her tits, butt, and virgin vagina. He wasn’t a quick shot and she was only giving the bare minimum of stimulus so after a few hours of teasing he’d finally given up, jacked himself off, and come in her open mouth. A huge load would be too noticeable, so her forced himself to only come a little there, saving the rest for just outside camp where Naruko’s enhanced senses shouldn’t find it.
When she’d woken up, she just thought she hadn’t brushed well enough as she easily tasted some of the sauce she’d put on the fish last night. Not that she minded, it was the best topping she’d ever had! That morning they’d decided to work on taijutsu. She’d go through the kata for the toad style she’d be learning and he’d help her get into the proper form. With her new heels, it was quite the challenge and he’d often have to grip an arm or a leg and put in place. Once or twice he came up behind her, breathing on her ear as he told her what she needed to improve. By the time lunch came around she was red as a ripe tomato – perfect for the plucking.
“I know what we should do now!” he exclaimed as lunch finished. “You’re far too weak to resist any man the Akatsuki would throw at you, and you know it.”
“I could try to fight them! I think-“
Jiraiya cut her off, “They’d catch you, do unspeakable things to your body, extract your beast, and kill you. You don’t have the power to resist a true man, and at this rate I’m not sure you ever will.”
“But what can I do then? I can’t just not try!” she argued.
“We can prepare! You hopefully have a long life of ninja work ahead of you, and a lot of ninjas end up captured at one point or another, so we’re going to practice escaping from being tied up.”
“Why? I can just use the rope escape jutsu for that?” she questioned.
“Really? You can use the rope escape jutsu when seriously drained from a fight or when they have chakra sealing seals on you?” he asked condescendingly.
“Well… No, Master,” she looked down sadly. He had a point.
“Excellent, well if you strip then we can start.”
“Strip!” she shouted. “Why do I have to strip?”
‘Smack.’ The sound practically echoed through the clearing. Tears gathered in her pretty blue eyes. He had taken her over his lap, pulled down her skirt and thong, and spanked her sexy little ass. ‘Smack, smack, smack, smack, smack.’ With that, he stopped and began to gently rub and massage the reddening skin. “Why do you always question your Master, Naruko?” Jiraiya asked in a voice much colder than she knew the man was capable of. “If you are ever captured, do you think they won’t strip you themselves? Do you think the kunai hidden in your sleeve won’t be found? No, you will be naked, unable to reach your chakra, and without tools.” He face softened as did his voice. “Don’t you see, Naruko-chan, you might not always be able to understand your Master, but he only wants the best for you.”
This time she did start to cry. Why did she ever doubt this wonderful, powerful man who was teaching her? She deserved what punishment her master gave her. “Yes, Master. I’m sorry.” With that she quickly stripped out of her outfit, not that there was much to discard, and waited patiently as he bound her. He bound her arms behind her back, her fingers so she couldn’t form signs, her hair was pulled into a bun and tied to her hands. Then her legs were tucked beneath her, bound so that they’d be stuck bent, and then bound to her arms so her body was stretched backwards like a bow. This she had expected, but the ropes that found their way around her breasts, tummy, and crotch were unexpected as was the blind-fold and ball gag.
“Good girl,” Jiraiya cooed as he pat her on the head. “Now, I’m going to go get dinner while you try to escape. Oh, and just to make sure you don’t cheat,” he said as she felt a paintbrush run up and down her spine, “I’ll add in this seal.” She instantly felt her chakra drain until she could no longer touch it.
“I should be back in a few hours, so get practicing. I’ll be disappointed if you can’t get out by then.” He chuckled as he left the clearing, tears running down his student’s face as she yelled. Even with the gag there he knew what she was calling. “No! Don’t leave me like this!” But he just kept walking.
It took twenty minutes for the denial to stop and her struggle to start. She never built up her strength; she had chakra enhancements to do that for her. And now, she was as weak as a civilian. A tied up young civilian. Not far enough from the woods for the animals not to find, not far enough from the path for travelers not to stumble across. She could imagine it now.
What if a wolf were to come across the camp and find an easy meal? She couldn’t fight like this. She couldn’t even call for help. She could feel the phantom tongue licking her face, teeth nipping at her earlobe. She could almost feel teeth slowly wrapping around her throat for the kill, but never closing down. The wind brushing against her nipples was turned to a soft fur coat by her mind. She started flailing against her bindings, straining her arms, legs, fingers, trying to find any give in the rope but Jiraiya was a professional. After a half hour of struggle and being tortured by the wolf in her mind, she bent in such a way that a single rope slipped between her pussy lips and she soaked herself with girl cum.
Two hours later, when Jiraiya came back, she was significantly more out of it, her hips moving back and forth for what little stimulus the rope could provide, the rope between her legs soaked all the way through and a puddle forming beneath her. This hadn’t been the exact result he’d expected from spiking her food with aphrodisiac. No, this was far better.
“Naruko!” he snapped in a firm voice as he entered camp. “I told you to try to break out of those ropes, but I don’t see you even trying anymore!” She meekly whimpered as she stopped humping her bindings. “Still, I suppose this is my fault,” he said softly. “I’d expected the academy to ready you girls to be kunoichi, but it seems they didn’t do a very good job. Before we continue too far with your fighting ability, we’ll have to teach you what you kunoichi are made for. But, before we untie you, I’m going to have you help me make my special sauce.”
“Hnnh?” she asked through the gag which he quickly undid. Her face was a mess with tear tracks down her face and spittle leaking from her mouth down her breasts. “What do you mean?”
“Well, I’m not sure I trust you with the secret yet so I’ll keep the blindfold on. If I untied you, then you could just take it off. So for now we’ll keep you tied up.”
“Oh. Yes Master.”
“Now, it comes from a special type of mushroom. It’s the sap of the mushroom, you see, Naruko-chan. There are a few ways that are better to collect it than this, but this will be the easiest way for you to get a taste from it. Are you ready?”
“Yes, Master! I love your sauce.”
“I know you do. So, I’ll put the mushroom in front of your face and all you have to do is lick and suck on it and the sauce will come out the tip!” He took his dick out of his pants and placed it face level with the captive girl. “Here, I’ll help you get some.” He grabbed her, one hand on each of her twin-tails, and guided her face so that it smeared all up and down his cock.
Honestly, most men wouldn’t be able to manage this. A five or six inch cock? That’s just asking for the woman to make it to the base and realize what was going on. But Jiraiya, you could barely call his member a mere cock when it was fourteen inches long and three and a half inches wide at the midway. No, this womb destroyer was safe as he’d just keep her from getting to close to the base where she might get curious.
As soon as her face was rubbed up against his mighty prick she was about to latch on but he stopped her. “And no biting! Very light nibbling, very light, is fine. But if you chomp at all then all the sauce is ruined!”
She nodded her head up and down in agreement. “Yes Master!” Then she attacked.
Her tongue started at the tip of the mushroom which had a rather bulbous head, she thought. The smell was intoxicating, absolutely divine, filling her head so that she could barely think. She didn’t even notice how her bitch hips were shaking as she let her delicate pink tongue flick up and down the tip and side like a Grade A lollipop. She licked and licked the fleshy mushroom, somehow delighted with how it tasted. Its skin was oddly human, but she wouldn’t complain. The only thing that mattered was getting some of that sauce!
“You won’t get any if you go at that rate!” Jiraiya reprimanded. “Why don’t you try to take in as much as you can from the tip?”
From the tip? Sure, she could do that! Backing off a little she rested the tip against her nose and took a deep whiff of the scent before, at the urging of the hands on her head, she came forward and started to engulf the lovely mushroom her master had found. “Ooooh,” Jiraiya moaned aloud before trying to hide it. Not that he probably had to. The sperm hungry girl probably hadn’t even noticed. “That’s great technique for a beginner,” he covered up.
Please at his praised she pulled back and went forward trying to take a little more of the monstrous, wonderful dick with each go. She didn’t even register how her pussy was clenching around the rope, looking for something that wasn’t there. Jiraiya was trying to hold back from exploding right now, but he wouldn’t be a legendary sage if a little girl could make him cum so easily. “I’ve found that the sauce flows most easily when you suck on it. Why not try to suck on it and lick it at the same time? Like a lollipop?”
She did just that, blowing his expectations away. He could last for quite a bit longer if he wanted, he hadn’t even had her deep throat yet, but it was time to reward her for being such a good girl. “There you go, almost got it!” he said, trying not to let the pleasure show in his voice. “It’s cumming!”
Sauce started to pour in from the mushroom, surprising Naruko at the flavor and amount. It was even better right from the source! But, as much as she wanted too, she didn’t have time to savor it as she had to keep swallowing or risk drowning from the huge amount of sauce she was taking in! After three seconds of the pulsing mushroom not stopping, she tried to pull backwards but her master’s hands were firm. She swallowed again and again, gulping down as much of the wonderful, spicy sauce as she could but some escaped from her lips and she could feel it slide down her face.
Five seconds and a liter later, the mushroom was finally pulled out by Jiraiya and she was able to breathe as the last of the sauce splattered onto her face, breasts, belly, and hair. She heaved in and out, trying to catch her breath as she felt her bindings come undone. Her blindfold was last and she looked down at herself, collapsed on the floor, covered in white sauce. Taking a numb finger she collected a dollop of sauce, brought it to her finger, and sucked that off too. In only a few seconds, she ate all of the sauce she’d missed the first time. She would be hopeless if she ever had to live without this now.
After that they had dinner, though she wasn’t too hungry. In five days since then she’d been tied up four times, gotten sauce from the source four times, and had doubted her abilities more and more each day. Why was she such a useless little girl that had to rely on a strong man like Master? He said today he’d teach her something more up her ally, but she didn’t know just what it was yet. She couldn’t wait to find out what it was, just as Jiraiya couldn’t wait to show her.
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