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WARNING: The following story contains bondage, femdom, and related sexual content. If you are offended by such material, don't read! All characters portrayed are over the age of 18 at the time of this story.

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Shizune walked calmly down the halls of the Konoha Hospital, the clipboard she was studying rendering her oblivious to the stares of those around her. The click-clacking of her red high heels on the linoleum floor was drawing quite a bit of attention, but not nearly as much as the skimpy, low-cut nurse outfit she was wearing. Still, even if she had been aware of the gawking, she wouldn't have cared. There was a patient who required her immediate attention.

Weaving a specific path through the maze of corridors, Shizune entered a storage room and locked the door behind her before turning to face a nearby brick wall. Shizune tapped a few bricks on the wall in a certain order, sending a pulse of chakra into each brick. As she finished the code, the wall slid apart revealing a hidden corridor.

Sighing, Shizune shook her head as she walked down the newly opened hallway. Personally, she had thought the brick code was a stupid idea. However, Yugao had suggested it (having apparently read about it in some children's book) and Mistress Sakura had thought it was a nice touch, so who was she to complain?

Shizune passed a set of seals on the wall, which flashed green, indicating she was not under any sort of genjutsu or mind control. If she were, the doors would have locked, the floor beneath her would become incredibly sticky, the room would be instantly flooded with a variety of paralyzing and sleep-inducing gasses, a series of flash bangs would have gone off, and a silent alarm would alert the ANBU to the possible breach. This had been her contribution to the security system. She wanted to make absolutely certain that this room was secure.

Finally, she reached the last security measure: a reinforced steel door with a simple-looking passcode entry panel. If the code were entered incorrectly or someone attempted to force the door open, the aforementioned security measures would be activated. However, the real trick was that the buttons were also fingerprint scanners. If an unauthorized person were to enter the correct password, it would trigger the security system, as well as numerous other extras designed specifically to neutralize anyone who got that far. Shizune herself had no ideas what these "extras" were, but Sakura had commissioned Tenten to build them and told her not to hold back, so Shizune had no desire to find out anytime soon.

After typing the code, Shizune finally entered the most secure room in the hospital: her laboratory. Sure, it was nowhere the security and complexity of the enigmatic NFA Research Division, but it was still sufficient for her purposes.

Speaking of research, Shizune decided to take a moment to check on one of the NFA's most recently aquired assets. Turning down a hallway to her left, Shizune opened the door to a room labeled "Project Senju".

Inside, a male figure was chained spreadeagle to a table, his identity obscured by a latex hood and suit that covered his entire body, with the exception of his crotch. The man's cock was hooked up to a large milking machine set on high, which fed into a glass tank the size of a small room. It was clear he had been here for several days, as the tank was almost half full of white liquid. Another tube led from the gag in the man's hood to a water cooler full of pink liquid.

Shizune ran a hand along the man's thigh, causing him to moan louder than he already was and start struggling in his manacles. "You've certainly been doing well, Yamato-chan," she teased. "Another week or so, and the tank will be full, and you can take a break until we need more samples!"

Yamato tried to scream curses through the cock gag filling his mouth. He had been called in for an emergency check-up and drugged by Shizune. By the time he could move again, she had stripped him and forced him into his current situation. Even though he was still defiant, his will was slowly being worn away. Not only was the milking machine forcing him to cum over and over, but every so often, the gag would pump something into his mouth, presumably the pink liquid he had seen on the way in. Whatever it was, it kept him fed and healthy, but also kept him constantly aroused. It was only his ROOT training that had allowed him to keep his mind intact for this long.

"Oh my, you don't seem very happy," Shizune teased. "I can't see why. It's a win-win situation! The Research Division gets to study Senju DNA, I get to keep you as a rubber sex doll, and you get to be pleasured 24/7!"

Having had her fill of tormenting the former ROOT ninja for now, Shizune left. As she shut the door behind her, she heard a loud moan as Yamato came yet again.

Weaving through a few more corridors, Shizune reached her destination: a room simply labeled "Patient's Quarters". This room was a padded cell, much like the ones in the main hospital, which were used to house patients who were a danger to themselves or others. In the center of the cell was Tsunade, who had been strapped to a pushcart for easy transportation around the lab. She was wearing only a collar, a pair of padded bondage mittens the size of cantaloupes, and a thick panel gag that hid the fist-sized wad of gauze stuffed into her mouth. Noticing Shizune, Tsunade fixed her with an enraged glare and began mmmphing angrily into her gag while struggling against the straps affixing her to the pushcart.

Shizune put on her best "stern doctor" face and began writing on her clipboaard. "Day 2: Patient still resistant to treatment and belligerent towards authority figures. Although her illness is still undiagnosed, we must continue with preliminary treatments to ensure her condition remains stable."

Tsunade narrowed her eyes. After Sakura had blackmailed her into signing off on a set of new laws, she had attempted to follow her to the blackmail stash to destroy it. Unfortunately, Sakura had planned for this, and had somehow switched out with a Shadow Clone. When Tsunade entered a room after her, she had been gassed with a cocktail of sedatives and jumped by Shizune and Yugao. The sedatives had weakened her just enough for the two traitors to subdue her. When she woke up, she was strapped to the pushcart in her current cell. Shizune had explained to her that she had been diagnosed with an unknown illness and would be "recovering" in this prison. Then, her once-loyal apprentice had spent the night subjecting her to a variety of embarassing "tests", which were all just thinly disguised excuses to molest her helpless body. Tsunade was certain there was no legitimate medical procedure that involved motorboating.

"Alright," said Shizune. "We weren't able to get any conclusive results from the previous tests, so I'll have to take more drastic measures. Today, I'll give you a run with our newest examination equipment. Come along, please."

Shizune walked behind her bound former sensei and tilted the cart back, allowing her to push it out of the room. Carefully guiding the cart through the complicated network of hallways, Shizune dragged Tsunade into an unlabeled room.

Inside, the first thing Tsunade noticed was that Yugao, the ANBU who had helped Shizune abduct her, was present, seated in front of a control panel. The next thing she noticed was the chair in the middle of the room, which was covered in thick steel manacles.

Noticing her captive's focus on the cuffs, Shizune spoke up. "We can't have you trying to escape during the testing, so I personally designed those cuffs. Even with your chakra-enhanced strength, you could tug on them all day, and you wouldn't even bend them."

"Of course, that's not an issue to begin with, is it?" Shizune teased, letting her "doctor" facade drop for the moment. "With that collar on, you're as weak as an infant. In here, you're not Tsunade, the mighty Sannin. You're Tsunade, Mistress Shizune's big-tittied play toy." Shizune punctuated that last sentence by roughly grabbing Tsunade's nipples and twisting them in opposite directions, causing her slave to squeal in pain.

"That's quite the squeal you've got on you!" Shizune laughed. "Maybe you're better suited to be a little piggy than a patient! In fact, after I'm done breaking you, I think that's what I'll do with you! I'll put you in a cute little pig suit and make you my personal latex piggy!"

Calming down, Shizune turned to Yugao. "So, Yugao, is the testing device ready?"

"All set, Lady Shizune," Yugao responded. "As soon as she's strapped in, we can begin the procedure."

As Shizune began unfastening the straps on the cart, Tsunade tried to make a run for the door. To her surprise, Shizune didn't even attempt to stop her. She soon learned why, as her first step caused her to fall flat on her face. She tried to pull herself up, but found her arms couldn't support her weight. Even crawling was beyond her physical capabilities.

"Remember when I said you were as weak as an infant with that collar on?" Shizune asked mockingly, pulling Tsunade towards the chair. "I wasn't exaggerating. Maybe, if you're a good slave, I'll eventually give you permission to crawl. Until then, however, you won't be going anywhere unless I take you there."

Tsunade moaned as Shizune seated her on the chair and began closing the metal cuffs. A few large manacles pinned her torso to the chair's back, and another set of cuffs forced her arms to remain parallel to the sides of the chair. Yet another set of cuffs on the seat forced her to spread her thighs, exposing her womanhood to anyone who looked. To her surpise, Shizune wasn't done yet. Tsunade's ankles were pulled back under the chair and fastened in place by another pair of chains. One more set of much smaller chains were locked around her big toes and pulled tight, forcing her to point her feet.

"Anything to say before we begin the tests?" Shizune asked.

"MMMMMPH! MMMMMMMPH! MMMMPH MMPH MMMMMMMMPH!"

"I'm sorry, what was that? You'll have to speak up."

"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPH! MMMMMMMPH MMMPH MMMMMMMMPH MMMMPH!"

"Ah, now I understand! Well, if you insist!"

As Shizune buried her face in Tsunade's ample bust and began motorboating her again, Tsunade briefly considered complaining before deciding Shizune would probably misinterpret her protests as something like "Please spank my huge slutty tits, Mistress".

"Ahhhhhhhh! So relaxing!" said Shizune, finally coming up for air. "I could do that all day! Too bad I'll have to wait until you're done with your testing. Yugao, if you please?"

"Right away, Lady Shizune," Yugao said, flipping a switch on the console in front of her. "Preparing primary device."

A panel in the ceiling opened up, revealing four mechanical arms. Tsunade screamed into her gag as she caught sight of the massive vibrating dildo at the end of one of the arms. Two other arms were equipped with small vacuum tubes, and the remaining arm featured a spinning brush.

"Preparing secondary device."

Behind Tsunade, a steel orb equipped with four more long metal arms rose from the ground. Unlike the previous arms, these were all tipped with thin metal claws.

"Positioning upper primary manipulators."

Before Tsunade could react, the two vacuum tubes slammed onto her nipples and affixed themselves there with a quick burst of suction.

"Positioning lower primary manipulators."

Next, the dildo moved lower, positioning itself just in front of her crotch, ready for penetration at a moment's notice. The spinning brush followed suit, stopping millimeters away from her clit.

"Positioning upper secondary manipulators."

Two of the claws reached up and lightly grazed her sides, causing Tsunade to gasp from the sensation. She realized these claws were designed not for grasping, but for tickling!

"Positioning lower secondary manipulators."

The final pair of metal arms came to rest against the soles of her feet. Tsunade tried to pull her feet out of the way, but the ankle cuffs and toe cuffs kept them firmly in place.

"Well, I wish I could stay and watch," Shizune interjected, "but I'm going to be late for the inauguration of the new Hokage!"

Tsunade's eyes widened, and she began mmmphing frantically into her gag.

Shizune just laughed. "What, did you think you'd still get to be Hokage? Thanks to your sudden 'illness', they had to select a new leader for the village. Luckily, shortly before you took ill, you signed a note naming Sakura as your preferred successor. In fact, she's probably moving her playthings into her new office right now!"

Shizune waited a few seconds to see the expression of dawning terror on Tsunade's face, then gestured to Yugao, who pressed another button on the control panel.

Tsunade didn't have time to scream in horror before she began screaming for an entirely different reason: sensory overload. All at the same time, the vacuum tubes began sucking away at her breasts, the dildo plunged into her pussy, the brush began scrubbing away at her clit, and the claws began tickling her sides and feet.

"Well, I doubt she'll be much trouble after this," Yugao said, witnessing the spectacle before her.

"Don't be so sure," Shizune corrected. "One of the things I love about Tsunade is her stubborn nature. It'll take at least a week to break her, maybe even a month or two. I don't mind, though. After all, any good medic-nin knows that a good medical treatment can't be rushed..."

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Sakura strode into the Hokage's office with a smug smile on her face. The ceremony had been long and more than a little boring, but she was now officially the Sixth Hokage of Konoha. Still, she was looking forward to her victory celebration. The Research Department had given her some very good news this morning, and she had received two surprising new slaves as a congratulatory gift.

Sakura locked the doors and turned on the lights, revealing three bound, struggling figures. She had wanted to make this a night to remember, so not only had she deactivated the immobilization feature, allowing her to watch her slaves struggle in vain to escape, but she had incorporated the usual features of the Slave Panties into the collars, meaning she could have her captives completely naked without any loss of control.

Just in front of the Hokage's desk were two men and a woman, hogtied with pink ribbons and gagged with ring gags. All three had their eyes covered with thick leather blindfolds, each proudly displaying their new slave names: "NARU-PUPPY", "MINA-BUNNY", and "KUSHI-PIGGY". In addition, their ears had been fitted with large black earbuds. These were a new invention Ayame had designed for her. The earbuds cancelled out all sound except for Sakura's voice.

"Are you three enjoying your little family reunion?" Sakura asked teasingly. Naruto, Minato, and Kushina increased their struggles and began mmmphing angrily as they realized their insane mistress was back.

"Well, as touching as this has been, it's time for you to congratulate me on becoming your new Hokage!" Sakura threw her robes and hat to the side, revealing her to be completely naked underneath. "I think I'll start with a contest. Which one of you can bring me to orgasm with your tongue the fastest? The losers will both be fitted with vibrating butt plugs. The winner, on the other hand, will receive the honor of helping me 'christen' my new desk!"

As the muffled screams of her captives almost tripled in intensity, Sakura sighed in anticipation. It was good to be the Hokage!

Description
WARNING: The following story contains bondage, femdom, and related sexual content. If you are offended by such material, don't read! All characters portrayed are over the age of 18 at the time of this story.

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Shizune walked calmly down the halls of the Konoha Hospital, the clipboard she was studying rendering her oblivious to the stares of those around her. The click-clacking of her red high heels on the linoleum floor was drawing quite a bit of attention, but not nearly as much as the skimpy, low-cut nurse outfit she was wearing. Still, even if she had been aware of the gawking, she wouldn't have cared. There was a patient who required her immediate attention.

Weaving a specific path through the maze of corridors, Shizune entered a storage room and locked the door behind her before turning to face a nearby brick wall. Shizune tapped a few bricks on the wall in a certain order, sending a pulse of chakra into each brick. As she finished the code, the wall slid apart revealing a hidden corridor.

Sighing, Shizune shook her head as she walked down the newly opened hallway. Personally, she had thought the brick code was a stupid idea. However, Yugao had suggested it (having apparently read about it in some children's book) and Mistress Sakura had thought it was a nice touch, so who was she to complain?

Shizune passed a set of seals on the wall, which flashed green, indicating she was not under any sort of genjutsu or mind control. If she were, the doors would have locked, the floor beneath her would become incredibly sticky, the room would be instantly flooded with a variety of paralyzing and sleep-inducing gasses, a series of flash bangs would have gone off, and a silent alarm would alert the ANBU to the possible breach. This had been her contribution to the security system. She wanted to make absolutely certain that this room was secure.

Finally, she reached the last security measure: a reinforced steel door with a simple-looking passcode entry panel. If the code were entered incorrectly or someone attempted to force the door open, the aforementioned security measures would be activated. However, the real trick was that the buttons were also fingerprint scanners. If an unauthorized person were to enter the correct password, it would trigger the security system, as well as numerous other extras designed specifically to neutralize anyone who got that far. Shizune herself had no ideas what these "extras" were, but Sakura had commissioned Tenten to build them and told her not to hold back, so Shizune had no desire to find out anytime soon.

After typing the code, Shizune finally entered the most secure room in the hospital: her laboratory. Sure, it was nowhere the security and complexity of the enigmatic NFA Research Division, but it was still sufficient for her purposes.

Speaking of research, Shizune decided to take a moment to check on one of the NFA's most recently aquired assets. Turning down a hallway to her left, Shizune opened the door to a room labeled "Project Senju".

Inside, a male figure was chained spreadeagle to a table, his identity obscured by a latex hood and suit that covered his entire body, with the exception of his crotch. The man's cock was hooked up to a large milking machine set on high, which fed into a glass tank the size of a small room. It was clear he had been here for several days, as the tank was almost half full of white liquid. Another tube led from the gag in the man's hood to a water cooler full of pink liquid.

Shizune ran a hand along the man's thigh, causing him to moan louder than he already was and start struggling in his manacles. "You've certainly been doing well, Yamato-chan," she teased. "Another week or so, and the tank will be full, and you can take a break until we need more samples!"

Yamato tried to scream curses through the cock gag filling his mouth. He had been called in for an emergency check-up and drugged by Shizune. By the time he could move again, she had stripped him and forced him into his current situation. Even though he was still defiant, his will was slowly being worn away. Not only was the milking machine forcing him to cum over and over, but every so often, the gag would pump something into his mouth, presumably the pink liquid he had seen on the way in. Whatever it was, it kept him fed and healthy, but also kept him constantly aroused. It was only his ROOT training that had allowed him to keep his mind intact for this long.

"Oh my, you don't seem very happy," Shizune teased. "I can't see why. It's a win-win situation! The Research Division gets to study Senju DNA, I get to keep you as a rubber sex doll, and you get to be pleasured 24/7!"

Having had her fill of tormenting the former ROOT ninja for now, Shizune left. As she shut the door behind her, she heard a loud moan as Yamato came yet again.

Weaving through a few more corridors, Shizune reached her destination: a room simply labeled "Patient's Quarters". This room was a padded cell, much like the ones in the main hospital, which were used to house patients who were a danger to themselves or others. In the center of the cell was Tsunade, who had been strapped to a pushcart for easy transportation around the lab. She was wearing only a collar, a pair of padded bondage mittens the size of cantaloupes, and a thick panel gag that hid the fist-sized wad of gauze stuffed into her mouth. Noticing Shizune, Tsunade fixed her with an enraged glare and began mmmphing angrily into her gag while struggling against the straps affixing her to the pushcart.

Shizune put on her best "stern doctor" face and began writing on her clipboaard. "Day 2: Patient still resistant to treatment and belligerent towards authority figures. Although her illness is still undiagnosed, we must continue with preliminary treatments to ensure her condition remains stable."

Tsunade narrowed her eyes. After Sakura had blackmailed her into signing off on a set of new laws, she had attempted to follow her to the blackmail stash to destroy it. Unfortunately, Sakura had planned for this, and had somehow switched out with a Shadow Clone. When Tsunade entered a room after her, she had been gassed with a cocktail of sedatives and jumped by Shizune and Yugao. The sedatives had weakened her just enough for the two traitors to subdue her. When she woke up, she was strapped to the pushcart in her current cell. Shizune had explained to her that she had been diagnosed with an unknown illness and would be "recovering" in this prison. Then, her once-loyal apprentice had spent the night subjecting her to a variety of embarassing "tests", which were all just thinly disguised excuses to molest her helpless body. Tsunade was certain there was no legitimate medical procedure that involved motorboating.

"Alright," said Shizune. "We weren't able to get any conclusive results from the previous tests, so I'll have to take more drastic measures. Today, I'll give you a run with our newest examination equipment. Come along, please."

Shizune walked behind her bound former sensei and tilted the cart back, allowing her to push it out of the room. Carefully guiding the cart through the complicated network of hallways, Shizune dragged Tsunade into an unlabeled room.

Inside, the first thing Tsunade noticed was that Yugao, the ANBU who had helped Shizune abduct her, was present, seated in front of a control panel. The next thing she noticed was the chair in the middle of the room, which was covered in thick steel manacles.

Noticing her captive's focus on the cuffs, Shizune spoke up. "We can't have you trying to escape during the testing, so I personally designed those cuffs. Even with your chakra-enhanced strength, you could tug on them all day, and you wouldn't even bend them."

"Of course, that's not an issue to begin with, is it?" Shizune teased, letting her "doctor" facade drop for the moment. "With that collar on, you're as weak as an infant. In here, you're not Tsunade, the mighty Sannin. You're Tsunade, Mistress Shizune's big-tittied play toy." Shizune punctuated that last sentence by roughly grabbing Tsunade's nipples and twisting them in opposite directions, causing her slave to squeal in pain.

"That's quite the squeal you've got on you!" Shizune laughed. "Maybe you're better suited to be a little piggy than a patient! In fact, after I'm done breaking you, I think that's what I'll do with you! I'll put you in a cute little pig suit and make you my personal latex piggy!"

Calming down, Shizune turned to Yugao. "So, Yugao, is the testing device ready?"

"All set, Lady Shizune," Yugao responded. "As soon as she's strapped in, we can begin the procedure."

As Shizune began unfastening the straps on the cart, Tsunade tried to make a run for the door. To her surprise, Shizune didn't even attempt to stop her. She soon learned why, as her first step caused her to fall flat on her face. She tried to pull herself up, but found her arms couldn't support her weight. Even crawling was beyond her physical capabilities.

"Remember when I said you were as weak as an infant with that collar on?" Shizune asked mockingly, pulling Tsunade towards the chair. "I wasn't exaggerating. Maybe, if you're a good slave, I'll eventually give you permission to crawl. Until then, however, you won't be going anywhere unless I take you there."

Tsunade moaned as Shizune seated her on the chair and began closing the metal cuffs. A few large manacles pinned her torso to the chair's back, and another set of cuffs forced her arms to remain parallel to the sides of the chair. Yet another set of cuffs on the seat forced her to spread her thighs, exposing her womanhood to anyone who looked. To her surpise, Shizune wasn't done yet. Tsunade's ankles were pulled back under the chair and fastened in place by another pair of chains. One more set of much smaller chains were locked around her big toes and pulled tight, forcing her to point her feet.

"Anything to say before we begin the tests?" Shizune asked.

"MMMMMPH! MMMMMMMPH! MMMMPH MMPH MMMMMMMMPH!"

"I'm sorry, what was that? You'll have to speak up."

"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPH! MMMMMMMPH MMMPH MMMMMMMMPH MMMMPH!"

"Ah, now I understand! Well, if you insist!"

As Shizune buried her face in Tsunade's ample bust and began motorboating her again, Tsunade briefly considered complaining before deciding Shizune would probably misinterpret her protests as something like "Please spank my huge slutty tits, Mistress".

"Ahhhhhhhh! So relaxing!" said Shizune, finally coming up for air. "I could do that all day! Too bad I'll have to wait until you're done with your testing. Yugao, if you please?"

"Right away, Lady Shizune," Yugao said, flipping a switch on the console in front of her. "Preparing primary device."

A panel in the ceiling opened up, revealing four mechanical arms. Tsunade screamed into her gag as she caught sight of the massive vibrating dildo at the end of one of the arms. Two other arms were equipped with small vacuum tubes, and the remaining arm featured a spinning brush.

"Preparing secondary device."

Behind Tsunade, a steel orb equipped with four more long metal arms rose from the ground. Unlike the previous arms, these were all tipped with thin metal claws.

"Positioning upper primary manipulators."

Before Tsunade could react, the two vacuum tubes slammed onto her nipples and affixed themselves there with a quick burst of suction.

"Positioning lower primary manipulators."

Next, the dildo moved lower, positioning itself just in front of her crotch, ready for penetration at a moment's notice. The spinning brush followed suit, stopping millimeters away from her clit.

"Positioning upper secondary manipulators."

Two of the claws reached up and lightly grazed her sides, causing Tsunade to gasp from the sensation. She realized these claws were designed not for grasping, but for tickling!

"Positioning lower secondary manipulators."

The final pair of metal arms came to rest against the soles of her feet. Tsunade tried to pull her feet out of the way, but the ankle cuffs and toe cuffs kept them firmly in place.

"Well, I wish I could stay and watch," Shizune interjected, "but I'm going to be late for the inauguration of the new Hokage!"

Tsunade's eyes widened, and she began mmmphing frantically into her gag.

Shizune just laughed. "What, did you think you'd still get to be Hokage? Thanks to your sudden 'illness', they had to select a new leader for the village. Luckily, shortly before you took ill, you signed a note naming Sakura as your preferred successor. In fact, she's probably moving her playthings into her new office right now!"

Shizune waited a few seconds to see the expression of dawning terror on Tsunade's face, then gestured to Yugao, who pressed another button on the control panel.

Tsunade didn't have time to scream in horror before she began screaming for an entirely different reason: sensory overload. All at the same time, the vacuum tubes began sucking away at her breasts, the dildo plunged into her pussy, the brush began scrubbing away at her clit, and the claws began tickling her sides and feet.

"Well, I doubt she'll be much trouble after this," Yugao said, witnessing the spectacle before her.

"Don't be so sure," Shizune corrected. "One of the things I love about Tsunade is her stubborn nature. It'll take at least a week to break her, maybe even a month or two. I don't mind, though. After all, any good medic-nin knows that a good medical treatment can't be rushed..."

---

Sakura strode into the Hokage's office with a smug smile on her face. The ceremony had been long and more than a little boring, but she was now officially the Sixth Hokage of Konoha. Still, she was looking forward to her victory celebration. The Research Department had given her some very good news this morning, and she had received two surprising new slaves as a congratulatory gift.

Sakura locked the doors and turned on the lights, revealing three bound, struggling figures. She had wanted to make this a night to remember, so not only had she deactivated the immobilization feature, allowing her to watch her slaves struggle in vain to escape, but she had incorporated the usual features of the Slave Panties into the collars, meaning she could have her captives completely naked without any loss of control.

Just in front of the Hokage's desk were two men and a woman, hogtied with pink ribbons and gagged with ring gags. All three had their eyes covered with thick leather blindfolds, each proudly displaying their new slave names: "NARU-PUPPY", "MINA-BUNNY", and "KUSHI-PIGGY". In addition, their ears had been fitted with large black earbuds. These were a new invention Ayame had designed for her. The earbuds cancelled out all sound except for Sakura's voice.

"Are you three enjoying your little family reunion?" Sakura asked teasingly. Naruto, Minato, and Kushina increased their struggles and began mmmphing angrily as they realized their insane mistress was back.

"Well, as touching as this has been, it's time for you to congratulate me on becoming your new Hokage!" Sakura threw her robes and hat to the side, revealing her to be completely naked underneath. "I think I'll start with a contest. Which one of you can bring me to orgasm with your tongue the fastest? The losers will both be fitted with vibrating butt plugs. The winner, on the other hand, will receive the honor of helping me 'christen' my new desk!"

As the muffled screams of her captives almost tripled in intensity, Sakura sighed in anticipation. It was good to be the Hokage!