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In hindsight, Samui thought as the closet door slammed shut, maybe she shouldn’t have volunteered to attend this meeting in the Raikage’s place.
During the past few months, the Akatsuki had struck hard and fast, capturing seven of the nine Tailed Beasts with minimal effort. Currently, only two Jinchuriki remained free of their grasp: Uzumaki Naruto of Konoha and Killer Bee of Kumo. Despite the attacks, none of the villages were willing to make the Akatsuki their main priority as of yet, fearing that their neighbors would strike at them while their attention was diverted.
As a result, Senju Tsunade had contacted her fellow Kages in the hopes of forming an alliance against the Akatsuki. Gaara and Onoki had immediately responded, the former to accept wholeheartedly, the latter to decline, claiming that the Akatsuki had yet to prove itself a threat that required multiple villages to deal with. Mei and Ay, on the other hand, wanted to meet with Tsunade and discuss the terms of the possible alliance. After much correspondence, the three Kages had agreed to meet in secret at an old office building in the Land of Hot Springs.
However, shortly before he was set to depart, Ay had unexpectedly come down with a severe case of food poisoning. His original plan had been to send Cee in his place, but Samui had persuaded him that a kunoichi would be the better option to meet with two female Kages.
Of course, her gender had nothing to do with Samui’s true reason for volunteering. Due to her massive breasts, she suffered from chronic back pain, and a long soak in the world’s most famous hot springs sounded like a great way to relieve that tension. She took the initiative in securing an abandoned hotel to serve as the meeting grounds, then “accidentally” arrived a day early, allowing her to spend some extra time relaxing before the meeting.
What she hadn’t counted on was someone ambushing her when she returned to her room. With her guard down from her day of pampering, she didn’t detect the presence of the intruder until a towel was pressed over her face and her nostrils were filled with the scent of chloroform.
By the time Samui woke, she was lying on her stomach in a cleaning closet, minus all clothing except her bra, panties, and socks. Her limbs had been bound together with silk rope, a connecting rope between her wrists and ankles forcing her into a painful hogtie. Ninja wire had been used to tie her fingers together, preventing her from making any hand seals. A huge red rubber ball had been buckled into her mouth, forcing her jaws wide open, and a leather dog collar had been placed around her neck and linked to a metal ring bolted into the floor, preventing her from raising her head more than a few inches from the ground.
She’d barely had time to take stock of her situation when she heard footsteps approaching her. Straining her neck, she looked up as much as her collar would allow and found herself staring at an exact copy of herself.
“Seems you’re awake,” the fake Samui said, looking down at her captive. “I won’t bore you with the details of who I am. All you need to know is that I’m being paid handsomely by a group called the Akatsuki to ensure this summit is a failure and the individuals involved are never seen again. Your identity will be useful for my mission, so I’ll be borrowing it.”
Ignoring Samui’s struggles to escape, the doppleganger performed a quick check of her bonds and left the closet, shutting the door behind her.
“MMMMPH! MGGHH MMMR MMM!” Samui screamed, her chest grinding against the tile flooring as she struggled with her ropes. It was no use. She couldn’t reach a single knot, and in her position on the floor, she couldn’t hope to find any tools that might help her escape. All she could do was keep screaming and hope one of the other kunoichi would find her upon their arrival...
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“So, you’re Ay’s representative?” Tsunade asked, raising an eyebrow at the blonde who had opened the door for her and Shizune. While Ay had sent notice to the other two Kages that he would be sending one of his ninja in his place due to “undisclosed health issues”, she knew she couldn’t be too careful with the Akatsuki lurking somewhere out there.
“That’d be me,” the other woman said, passing a scroll to Tsunade. “Name’s Samui. The Raikage sends his apologies for not being able to attend in person, but he authorized me to negotiate on his behalf.”
Tsunade took a moment to scan the scroll, verifying the Raikage’s signature and seal, as well as several agreed-upon code phrases proving the bearer was a Kumo shinobi. Satisfied, she handed it back to Samui.
“All right, if you’ll just follow me to the conference room, the Mizukage is awaiting us,” Samui said, stepping back to allow the two Konoha ninja into the hotel lobby.
“Lady Tsunade, are you sure this was a good idea?” Shizune whispered to her teacher as they followed Samui down the hall. “Something about this place gives me a bad feeling.”
“I know, it’s not exactly a five-star resort,” Tsunade snarked. “Still, secrecy is key here. We can’t afford to let the Akatsuki sabotage this meeting, and they’re not likely to look for us in a place like - “
Tsunade was interrupted as Shizune suddenly stopped in front of her.
“Shizune? What’s going on?”
“I don’t know,” Shizune admitted. “For a second there, I thought I heard some kind of thudding noise, but it’s gone now.”
“That’s probably the pipes,” Samui explained. “I was able to get the water running in this place again, but there are still a few plumbing problems.”
While Tsunade seemed to accept the explanation, Shizune wasn’t so sure. Maybe it was just paranoia, but Samui’s response had seemed a little too practiced for her tastes. Something was fishy here, and she needed to find out what.
Meanwhile, “Samui” was equally concerned. “Dammit, that Kumo kunoichi must have slipped the hogtie rope! It’s a good thing Erisa was able to stop her kicking so quickly, but that assistant still looks suspicious. I might have to take her out of the equation ahead of schedule…”
Both of them were forced to put their plans aside momentarily upon reaching the conference room. Mei Terumi rose from her seat at the table to greet them as they entered.
“I’m glad to see you’ve arrived safely, Lady Hokage,” Mei said with a polite smile. “Though, was it necessary to bring your assistant? I was under the impression this meeting was to be kept secret from as many people as possible.”
“With all due respect, Lady Mizukage, I would trust Shizune with my life,” Tsunade replied. “She’s no more likely to be compromised by the Akatsuki than I am.”
“My apologies,” Mei said, retaking her seat. “Now, shall we discuss the problem at hand?”
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As the negotiations wore on, Shizune couldn’t help but dwell further on her suspicions. She still couldn’t place her finger on exactly what was wrong, but something about Samui simply rubbed her the wrong way.
Finally, she decided she was going to go crazy if she didn’t investigate. Luckily, she had the perfect excuse to step out of the discussion - provided, ironically, by Samui herself. The Kumo ninja had brought a few bottles of sake to serve as refreshments during the meeting, and after she had drunk first to prove it was untampered with, the other three had imbibed as well.
“Excuse me,” Shizune murmured, standing up from her chair, “but I need to use the bathroom.”
None of the others paid her much mind as she hurried from the conference room, their focus occupied by their negotiations (and more than a little alcohol).
Once she was sure no one had followed her, Shizune crept down the hallway toward where she had heard the noise before. There didn’t seem to be anything of note in the vicinity, only an old cleaning closet.
“Still, better safe than sorry…”
Slowly, Shizune turned the doorknob and gently pushed the door open, revealing…
...an old, dusty cleaning closet with some leftover supplies.
Feeling a bit silly, Shizune closed the door and started back toward the conference room when something caught her attention - there was no door on the other side of the hallway. Every other door in the hallway had another door directly opposite it, except this cleaning closet.
One ram seal and utterance of “kai” later, Shizune was staring at a door that hadn’t been there a moment ago.
This time, she was sure she’d find something to back up her suspicions. Triumphantly, she threw open the door, only to freeze in shock as she saw Samui lying on the floor, bound, half-naked, and staring up at her in horror.
No, not at her. At something above her.
She had only a second to put the pieces together before a previously-unseen figure dropped down on her from above the door frame, pinning her to the floor and jabbing a syringe into her arm before she could even think of fighting back or calling for help. The last thing she heard before blacking out was the real Samui’s muffled cries of despair.
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“NMMMMMGH!” Samui groaned as her best chance of rescue was crushed with a single sneak attack. Not that she could blame the Konoha ninja for getting ambushed. Her kidnapper - Erisa, she’d introduced herself as - seemed to be a stealth specialist with a unique gift for hiding her presence.
Samui herself had only learned Erisa was guarding her when her first escape attempt had been foiled. With an impressive display of flexibility, the blonde had just barely managed to pull loose the knots on her ankle ropes. No sooner did she begin kicking around, though, than a perky-looking redhead had dropped from the ceiling, grabbed her ankles in an iron grip, and retied all the ropes she’d just escaped from in the blink of an eye.
“No, no, no!” she’d teased the captive kunoichi, delivering a gentle flick to her nose. “I can’t let you spoil the surprise! Especially not when I’m having so much fun watching your cute butt wiggle in those ropes!”
After that, Erisa had retreated back up to the ceiling out of view, only reappearing every so often to double-check the tightness of Samui’s bonds and “encourage” her to keep struggling with a few slaps to her panty-clad posterior. By now, Samui was sweaty and exhausted from hours of fruitless wriggling. It had cost her dearly, as she had been too tired to alert her would-be rescuer to Erisa’s ambush.
“Nighty-night, cutie!” Erisa giggled, dragging Shizune’s unconscious body further into the closet and shutting the door behind her. “Not sure who you are, though. You sure don’t look like a Kage, and I didn’t think anyone else was supposed to be here…”
With a shrug, the redhead knelt down over Shizune, unrolled a storage scroll next to her, and set to work stripping her. Shizune’s clothes, equipment, and wide array of hidden weapons all disappeared one after another into the scroll, leaving only her undergarments and socks.
“I bet you’re wondering why I don’t just strip you naked, right?” Erisa asked Samui as she slid her fingers under Shizune’s bra for a few moments. “Truth is, I always thought a girl in her underwear is so much sexier than a girl without any clothes on at all.”
She slipped her fingers under the waistband of Shizune’s panties, then withdrew a concealed needle and promptly sealed it away. “Of course, I’ve still gotta make sure you’re not hiding anything in there. We are ninjas, after all!”
Once she was satisfied Shizune had been disarmed, Erisa clipped the sealing scroll back onto her belt and stood up.
“Huh, it’s getting a little cramped in here, isn’t it?” she mused, looking over the room. Indeed, the cleaning closet wasn’t very big. With Samui and Shizune both lying on the floor, Erisa had barely had room to lay out the scroll.
“Gotta be some way to bind you both that would free up some space…” Erisa muttered, rubbing her chin. Moments later, her expression brightened and she snapped her fingers. “I know! It’s about time I test out that thing Mistress made me!”
With a flick of her wrist, Erisa detached another sealing scroll from her belt. She spread it out on a nearby shelf, out of Samui’s view.
“Okay, I usually keep the experimental stuff in this corner of the scroll, so it should be… Bingo!”
A few seconds later, Erisa bent down and placed a small square of paper about half a foot wide in front of Samui. She ran through a short sequence of hand signs, then pressed a finger to the paper. An array of seals lit up, and to Samui’s surprise, a metal pole rose out of the center of the paper.
“Voila!” Erisa declared. “One slightly-modified adjustable height stripper’s pole, stuck to the ground like it was bolted in place!”
“Slightly modified?” Samui wondered. Craning her head up, she was able to see that the pole was a little shorter than the average woman and had some sort of flat rubber pad on top.
“Don’t worry, you’ll get to see this baby up-close and personal really soon!” Erisa said, patting Samui on the head. “Gotta get the new girl tied up first, though!”
As much as she acted like an excitable civilian, Erisa had a good deal of muscle to her. With impressive ease, she picked up the sleeping Shizune, stood her up, and leaned her against the pole, nestling the rubber pad just under her chin. Reaching over to the shelf with one hand, Erisa activated another seal from the scroll, causing several coils of rope to appear in a flash of chakra.
As Samui watched Erisa at work - at least, as much of it as she could see from her position on the floor - she began to wonder if her captor’s specialty might actually be in ropework rather than stealth. In her hands, the rope almost seemed to dance around Shizune’s body, weaving into an intricate harness that practically immobilized her from the neck down. They interlocked around her legs, her torso, and the pole, and though Samui couldn’t see her arms, she had no doubt they had been forced into much the same position as her own - wrists and elbows pinned together and fingers bound to the point of uselessness.
“Aaaand done!” Erisa cheered. “One underwear-clad babe, all wrapped up and waiting for a partner!”
At the mention of the word partner, Samui started. “Surely she doesn’t intend to - OWW!”
Her moment of realization was interrupted as Erisa produced yet another syringe and jabbed it into Samui’s thigh. Almost immediately, her leg felt stiff and unresponsive, as if it was made of plastic.
“As much as I like watching you struggle,” Erisa explained, “I can’t have you trying to escape while you’re untied. Don’t worry, it’ll wear off quickly, and you’ll be able to move again! Well, for a certain definition of ‘move’, at least.”
Soon, Samui’s struggling slowed to a halt as the paralysis spread to her whole body. She couldn’t speak or move, allowing Erisa to effortlessly cut away her ropes and take off her gag and collar.
“Hey, don’t be so sad!” Erisa chided as she stood Samui against the pole, reaching for another rope. “After you undid the rope, I went back and put up some more soundproofing seals just to be safe, so even if you could call for help, no one would be able to hear you anyway!”
A few minutes later, Samui was bound just like Shizune. She found herself almost thankful for the paralyzing serum, as it dulled the sensations of the cold metal pole and Shizune’s warm, soft body pressing against her. Unfortunately, its effect seemed to be coming to an end rapidly, and she could already feel her nipples hardening and her snatch heating up from the unwelcome stimulation.
At the same time, the knock-out drug Shizune had been dosed with had almost worn off, and she was beginning to unconsciously shift against her ropes. Finally, a low moan escaped her lips, and her eyes fluttered open.
“S-samui? What happene-MMMMM!”
Unbeknownst to Shizune, this was the chance Erisa had been waiting for. Placing a hand against the back of both damsels’ heads, she pressed them together, forcing the two into an open-mouthed kiss.
“Holding Seal: Activate!”
At Erisa’s words, Samui and Shizune felt a sudden suction under their chins. Once Erisa removed her hands, they quickly discovered their heads were stuck to the chin rest, preventing them from breaking off the kiss.
“Aww, you two look so cute together!” Erisa laughed as she watched the two kunoichi moan and try to pull away from each other. “Come on, blondie, don’t act so shy! This sweet little thing went out of her way to come looking for you! Don’t you think you should repay her for her concern?”
As they struggled, Shizune and Samui failed to hear a ripping sound coming from Erisa’s direction. Not that it would have helped them, but it would have at least made it less surprising when they found duct tape being wrapped tightly around their heads, ensuring their lips would remain pressed together even once the miniscule chakra supply of the holding seal was depleted.
“You know,” Erisa thought aloud, “I get the feeling I’m forgetting something. Let’s see, tie up the blondie, guard her, tie up any intruders…”
She snapped her fingers again. “Oh, right! I’m supposed to tell Mistress if anyone tries to save her!”
Samui allowed herself a brief moment of hope. If she had to leave the room, there was a chance she could escape the ropes again and -
BEEP!
“There, that’s done with!” Erisa chirped, taking her hand off a seal stuck to the wall. “Anyway, you two might be making out, but you aren’t doing it very well! If I didn’t know better, I’d think you didn’t really want to make sweet love to each other.
Shizune moaned as the redhead came up behind her and snuck a hand between the two girls to grope her breast, her other hand snaking around to squeeze Samui’s ass. Erisa’s bust pressed against the medic-nin’s back as she leaned in and nibbled on her earlobe.
“Why don’t I see if I can get you into the right mood?”
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Meanwhile, back in the conference room, Tsunade was growing worried. Shizune had been gone for nearly half an hour, and showed no sign of returning anytime soon.
Just as she was about to get up and search for her, a loud beep sounded through the room, prompting Samui to sigh deeply.
“I was afraid this would happen,” Samui groaned.
“Afraid of what?” Mei asked, confused. “What does that alarm mean?”
“It means I have to speed this along,” Samui said, pressing her finger to a small hidden seal on the edge of the table.
Suddenly, the room lit up in a glow of chakra as several dozen containment seals across the floor, ceiling, and walls were remotely activated, flooding the room with clouds of gas.
“Wh-what is this?!” Tsunade gasped, coughing and choking. She tried to force the toxin from her system, only to realize too late her chakra was barely responding. Across the table, Mei came to the same realization as the Lava Release technique she tried to fire at Samui fizzled out almost immediately.
“Sorry, but the sake we’ve been drinking had a special formula mixed in,” Samui explained. “To put it simply, anyone who drinks it has their chakra blocked off until an antidote is administered.”
With a puff of smoke, Samui was replaced by a pale, silver-haired woman wearing sunglasses and a pastel purple robe. In fact, the color purple seemed to be a theme with the woman, as her lips and nails were both painted a bright shade of violet. She stuck her thumb into her mouth for a moment, then pulled out a curved plastic plate with a visible seal on the underside.
“Of course, with this soaking up any sake I drank, my own chakra network is in perfect working order.”
“Shit, a seal master!” Tsunade thought as she collapsed onto one knee, the gas quickly sapping her strength. Years of working alongside Jiraiya had shown her just how dangerous a seal master could be if they had time to prepare, and depending on when this woman had replaced the real Samui, it was possible she’d had well over a day to trap the conference room with everything she could think of. “She had this battle won from the moment we walked in!”
“It’s a shame your student decided to snoop around,” the strange woman sighed, tucking the liquid-absorbing plate into a fold of her robe, then pulling out a small rebreather and placing it over her mouth and nose. “I was having fun for a while, negotiating on behalf of a country I’ve never even been to while bluffing everything I could get out of you about yours. Well, my girlfriend’s got her now, so she’s about to learn how we deal with snoops.”
“D-d-don’t… t-t-t-ouch… h-h-her…” Tsunade ground out, on the verge of losing consciousness. Mei was doing better, as the bulk of the gas dispensers had been clustered around the medic-nin, but she was clearly having trouble standing.
“Probably a little late for that,” the woman replied. “By the way, they call me Rieko. Just thought you might like to know while you’re still awake.”
As Tsunade’s world went dark, she prayed silently that Shizune would be safe.
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“Hmm? You’re coming to already? I’ll have to readjust the dosages for next time.”
Though half-asleep at first, Mei snapped to attention upon hearing her captor. Opening her eyes, she found herself staring at Rieko, who was sitting on an unfamiliar metal box in the conference room, looking at what appeared to be a clipboard.
Instinctively, Mei prepared to attack, only to find her body locked in place. While asleep, Rieko had stripped away her clothing and tightly buckled several belts around her body to create a near-inescapable balltie, as well as enclosing her arms in a leather armbinder and her fists in leather mittens. A wide metal ring had been strapped into her mouth, and she could feel some kind of leather pad pressing over her eyes, confusing her greatly, as she could see quite clearly despite the obvious blindfold. A chain ran from the back of the blindfold to an unseen hook slightly behind and above her, wrenching her head up and forcing her to look straight ahead.
“As you have no doubt determined for yourself,” Rieko began, “you are currently blindfolded. You’re only able to see me due to a special bit of seal work on the inside of the blindfold - a variation on the Third Hokage’s Telescope Jutsu. One of my favorite creations, quite honestly. There are few things quite as much fun as gloating to a defeated adversary, after all.”
Mei glared at the woman, not caring that she would be unable to see it through the blindfold. “How dare this upstart do this to me? I don’t care if I can’t use chakra; when I get out of this, I’ll melt her into nothing!”
“You may be wondering why I don’t simply remove your blindfold if I wish you to see me? The truth is, the belts and gag are far from the only things restraining you. Tell me, don’t you feel a bit… cramped?”
Rieko slapped the lid of the box she was seated on, and Mei immediately heard a ringing CLUNK! from above her. Fury boiled within her as she realized not only had the bitch sealed her in a metal crate, she was effectively using her as a chair!
“MMMMRRRRGHH! MMMPPH MMGGH MMMFF!”
Rieko quirked an eyebrow as she looked down at the clipboard. “Hmm? Your vitals just spiked. I suppose that got a rise out of you.”
She paused. “Oh, I didn’t explain the clipboard, did I? It’s part of a monitor system I use on capture missions like this. Thanks to a carefully constructed seal network, I can constantly monitor your health, check the status of your restraints, and activate certain other items within that box. Speaking of which…”
Rieko pressed a long violet fingernail against the clipboard, and Mei nearly gagged as a thick rubber cock pushed through her ring gag and plugged her mouth, nearly reaching the back of her throat. She had barely recovered from her shock when she felt a similar intruder prodding against her vagina.
“NMMMMMMMM!” she screamed, biting down on the ring and clenching her pussy in a desperate attempt to deny the device entrance. Unfortunately, not only was she in no position to resist, but Rieko had taken care to include a lubricant dispenser within the dildo, allowing it to slip deep inside her with ease.
“I thought something seemed off when I was belting you in,” Rieko said, Mei barely hearing her over her own tormented moans. “You’re a virgin, aren’t you? Hard to believe a woman as highly-placed as the Mizukage would have any trouble finding a man to satisfy her needs. I hope you weren’t looking forward to experiencing a real penis at some point. The only way I’d permit a man to despoil one of my playthings is if he were also a slave of mine, and since Erisa and I are both strictly lesbians, that’s unlikely to happen anytime soon.”
Still recovering from the first two dildoes, Mei was wholly unprepared for a third phallus to press into her asshole. She screamed and moaned as her last untouched hole was stretched out by a thick, lubed-up rubber cock.
“I’ll have to consider adding a sound system next time,” Rieko mused, uncaring of Mei’s muffled cries. “The soundproofing on these cases is helpful for transport, but I can’t help but feel I’m missing out on some delightful screams for mercy.”
Indeed, Mei was a moaning, sobbing wreck of a woman by this point, barely able to concentrate on anything but her humiliation and her plugged holes. It was a testament to her mental fortitude as a Kage that she was lucid enough to see Erisa stroll into the conference room.
“You’re late, Erisa,” the pale woman said disapprovingly.
“Sorry, got a bit caught up playing with the two tag-alongs,” Erina said with a grin. “You sure we can’t take them along, Mistress? All I need is a few more hours, and even they won’t believe they were ever straight!”
“Tempting, but I was only able to prepare two transport crates. It’s too much risk to transport a Kage without one, and I’d rather not risk a patrol discovering a tied-up woman in our cart and breaking through the genjutsu protections on the crates.”
“Fine, fine,” Erina pouted. “I’ll just tip off that all-female bandit group we found that there’s a pair of primo sex slaves in an old hotel. Don’t want ‘em starving to death if they can’t escape a few measly ropes, after all.”
“Fair enough,” Rieko said. “Now, let me just adjust the input on the blindfold, and we’ll be off.”
The world blurred in front of Mei, and she found herself staring at a new, horrifying sight.
“Lady Hokage! What has she done to you?”
Tsunade was floating in a black void, stripped and tied in the same manner as Mei. It was as if the Telescope Jutsu had been altered to show only the Hokage, her bindings, and the crate’s built-in dildoes. Unlike the ones inside Mei, however, the dildoes inside Tsunade were vibrating loudly and pumping in and out of her holes.
“Enjoying the view?” Rieko asked, her disembodied voice ringing in Mei’s ears. “She woke up first, so I was able to explain everything to her long before you came to. Her blindfold’s been set so she sees you, naturally. It’s a long, long journey to my hideaway, so I thought you two would appreciate the other’s company.”
Mei heard a whirring noise as her own dildoes began to vibrate and thrust, slowly at first, but gradually picking up speed until she found herself screaming in pleasure against her will.
“I’ll leave you two alone for now; we’ll have plenty of time to get acquainted later. The rest of your lives, in fact. Just do me a favor and try not to break before we arrive. I would be most displeased if I didn’t get to tame such beauties as you myself…”
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