Candles flickered and incense burned in a small, dimly lit room, casting an almost romantic aura. The architecture was of traditional Japanese model from the feudal era, specifically one that would house someone of higher status and wealth. The opaque fusuma walls masked the time of day, keeping any occupants in the dark of the outside world. In here, the sole occupant, Naruto Uzumaki, is held prisoner.

He was bound. Around his wrists and ankles a viscous, gooey light brown rope was wrapped, attaching to the walls to the sides of him to hold him in place. This was the product of Starch Syrup Binding Rope, a water style binding jutsu used by his captor to restrain him. The same material encircled his waist and extended to the wall behind him, further binding him. A plain black collar had been placed around his neck, and he had been stripped of his shirt and shoes. His usual pants had been replaced by a pair of black tights that snuggly fit his lower body. His captor had topped off his new attire by gagging him with a black piece of cloth. Unconscious until now, the imprisoned Naruto began to awake.

Naruto's forced rest by the hand of the kunoichi Fuuka had not been a peaceful one, turns out sleeping while being transported isn't very restful. As he opened his eyes, his vision was blurry, product of being knocked unconscious by a powerful blow. The leaf shinobi let out a muffled groan, he was still in some pain from the battle against Fuuka, which had proved to be more than he could handle. After fully coming to his senses, the Konoha shinobi quickly realized the peril he was in.

Naruto immediately began to fight his binds, pulling against the rubber-like material. Naruto exerted hard, trying to pull his arms away from their extended position and move his legs forward. But it was no use, any progress he made disappeared as soon as he lessened his force, and he was put back into his starting position. Any movement from the core of his body was impeded by the binding rope wrapped around his waist attaching to the back wall. The rubber-like properties of the binds allowed for some wiggling and squirming but besides that, he was firmly held in place. He began to realize he felt off, as though he couldn't draw out his full strength to break these binds. Naruto was puzzled, he could feel he wasn't out of chakra, but it was as if he couldn't use it to reinforce his strength. While he could tell these binds were strong, his normal strength would have allowed him to break free with enough effort. Naruto went back to fighting, for 10 minutes he pulled, but in 10 minutes he was no closer to breaking free. He was trapped.

Suddenly, Naruto heard a noise from the hall, the sound of boots clacking against the ground, getting closer and closer. Sliding open the door was a familiar kunoichi, and not one Naruto was keen on seeing. Fuuka walked through the threshold of the door wearing her usual attire, a qipao-like garment of primarily dark pink, purple, grey and yellow. The traditional attire had been modified to reveal her shoulders and upper back, showing off her noticeably attractive body and smooth skin. The dress hugged tightly to her prevalent hips and breasts. With this, she sported two disconnected arm warmers and light purple spandex shorts that ended right above her knees. She took great pride in her appearance, especially her flowing maroon hair. Her skin was well taken care of, noticeably smooth with a beauty mark on the left side of her lips. Her lips were a shade of light red and soft. Even Naruto, who had been beaten and captured by Fuuka, could not deny she was beautiful. The bulge forming in his pants didn't help hide this.

Fuuka approached her struggling captive. "There you are. I'm glad to see you're finally awake. I was beginning to think I overdid it." "Mmph mmmphh mmmpphh!" Naruto gave a few muffled protests in response, courtesy of the gag. Fuuka looked down at Naruto, now inches away from him. She cupped her softly hands around the base of his neck, slowly running them down to his pecs. The muffled noises from Naruto seemed to lose their fire, becoming more like quiet whimpers. Naruto had obtained a well-toned, impressive physique from all his training, and Fuuka liked what she saw.

"I'm sure you have lots of questions, and they'll all be answered soon. But the important thing is that you're mine now, boy." After pausing to feel his pecs, Fuuka slowly moved one hand back up and placed her hand softly behind Naruto's neck, while the other went down and her index finger began to trace the outline of his abs. Fuuka smiled, clearly enjoying herself. Naruto was beyond flustered, face red having never experienced anything remotely like this before. With a surge of courage, Naruto mustered up another protest, "MMPH MMMPPHH MMMMPPPPHHH" Naruto attempted to yell at Fuuka.

Fuuka chuckled, "Well I suppose it's not quite as fun if you can't speak." Fuuka reached around Naruto's head and untied the gag. "W-where the hell am I lady and what did you do to me?! You better let me go right now!" Naruto was still flustered from Fuuka feeling him up. Fuuka laughed again, "Well that certainly won't be happening, but I'll provide some answers for you. You're probably wondering at this moment why you're so weak. That collar around your neck disrupts chakra use, blocking you from moving your chakra from one part of the body to another. Your pool of chakra is still present, but with that on, you won't be able to use it. Nifty tool I picked up on my travels." The Konoha genin gasped at his predicament, "What?! Well why the hell did you bring me to this place instead of just killing me? You still haven't told me where we are. And..." Naruto paused, "What happened to the Leaf Village?" "Patience little boy, I'll teach you not to interrupt me soon. Fortunately for you, your Leaf Village is just fine, your comrades triumphed over mine" Fuuka said with a tinge of disappointment. "However, I've decided to take you as my own. We're on my estate I acquired through my own means, far on the outskirts of the Land of Fire. From here on you'll serve as my source of chakra. You're wind chakra is a rarity and your massive chakra reserves..." Fuuka paused and smiled, "Well I certainly couldn't pass those up."

Naruto struggled to understand his situation. Those with the desire to capture him were not new, he had come to terms with groups like the Akatsuki chasing after him. But he had never dealt with someone quite like Fuuka. Powerful shinobi terrorist chasing after him? That he could deal with. But a beautiful kunoichi who wanted to keep him as some sort of slave, who now held him in her grasp? The young man struggled to come to terms with this.

Fuuka once again stood inches from him. The kunoichi placed her index finger under the boy's chin, elevating his eyes to meet her's. "Damnit lady, get the hell off of me and let me out of here! I'm not gonna be some sort of chakra slave!" Naruto yelled as he futilely pulled against his binds. Fuuka was unphased, staring down at him with a cold, confident gaze. Fuuka was only a few inches taller than the boy but, in this moment, she seemed to Naruto to be a giant. "You don't get a choice in the matter." Fuuka whispered. Naruto's face turned red, beads of sweat formed on his forehead. Any facade of confidence had broken and Naruto's expression teetered on frightened submission. "Now, let's celebrate this new relationship with a kiss." Fuuka stated softly. Fuuka's hands cupped Naruto's cheeks as she bent down. "No no, wait!" Naruto pleaded. Fuuka didn't stop, "Reaper Kiss."

The two locked lips, Naruto feeling a moment of bliss and arousal in the softness of Fuuka's kiss. Fuuka ran her tongue around Naruto's lips, before sticking it deep in his mouth. She locked eye contact with the boy, she knew she owned him. While her tongue and lips danced, Naruto began to feel a familiar feeling. Chakra veins formed along his body, and his eyes became a shade of royal blue. He felt himself slipping, his lifeforce slowly being pulled away from him. Fuuka disengaged her lips, revealing a blue stream of chakra flowing from Naruto's mouth to Fuuka's. As she pulled her head further back, the chakra stream grew longer. Fuuka looked down on her helpless prisoner, her expression that of confidence and satisfaction. As she took his precious wind chakra, she took the liberty of feeling and grabbing Naruto's ass. Naruto was conscious, but the ability to move had been stripped from him. His defiant squirms had halted, now only able to experience a strange mixture of fear and lust. Naruto grew weak and tired, his vision going blurry. Much like their first encounter, the boy felt his life being slowly tugged away.

As Naruto's vision was about to go black however, Fuuka ceased the jutsu, the stream of chakra dissipating and the chakra veins vanishing. Naruto's strength had been lost. He slumped forward, only being held upright by the binds on his wrists. Fuuka ran her hands around her tight body and let out a moan, "Hmmmmm, delicious." Fuuka licked her lips in satisfaction. She reached down and grabbed the slouched head of Naruto, holding it up to look at her. His eyes struggled to stay open. "Now that we've gotten that out of the way, let me show you around. We've still got a big day ahead of us."

With a series of hand signs and movements, Fuuka manipulated the binds holding Naruto. The rope around his ankles and waist detached and retreated to the walls beside his, while the binds around his wrist detached from the walls and conjoined, tying Naruto's hands together behind his back. Now partially free, Naruto began to lose his balance and fall forward, but was caught in the warm embrace of the beautiful woman's arms, his head nestled in between her breasts. Fuuka looked down and smiled at the boy, who was still exhausted from being drained, but embarrassed at his situation. Drawing out what strength he had left, Naruto pushed away and retreated to the back wall of the room, looking at Fuuka fearfully. Fuuka reached into her back pouch to reveal a leash. She approached Naruto confidently, and attached the leash to his chakra suppressing collar. Naruto could do nothing to resist with his energy gone and hands tied. With a tug on his collar, Fuuka lead him out of the room and into the hallway of the building.

The two walked, Fuuka leading with the collar in hand and Naruto stumbling behind her, struggling to keep up with her in his physical state. "As I'm sure you know, you regain chakra with proper food and rest. So, I'll be sure to feed you well and ensure you get proper rest so you have your precious chakra. That secondary chakra source you hold will keep you alive after you've been drained. A shame I'm unable to absorb such power. You remember when we learned that, don't you boy? Although I will say, I am quite happy with our current arrangement." Fuuka looked back at the drowsy Naruto with satisfied smile. Fuuka turned her head back towards the path in front of her. "If you behave yourself while you're here, I won't physically harm you. Despite what you may think I'm not totally cruel." Fuuka said. "However, from now on you are to address me as Fuuka-sama.""There's no way I'm addressing you as that, you old lady!" Naruto declared in a groggy voice. Fuuka tugged on his leash, causing the boy to grunt. "We'll see about that boy." Fuuka said with a playful smile. "You should know, while I'm not cruel, I won't hesitate to discipline when necessary". The two continued to the end of the hallway. The sliding door opened, revealing daylight.

As the two emerged into the outside, the layout of the estate came into view. The estate was of a high class, large and extravagant. The grounds were home to multiple buildings, a series of gardens, streams and ponds. Originally owned by a rich family, Fuuka had taken the estate by force to use as her own headquarters. Naruto's attention didn't last long on the estate, but rather the other unexpected occupants present. All around the grounds, Naruto could spot what seemed to be clones of Fuuka, each attending to or patrolling different areas. From his limited view, there seemed to be dozens. "Shadow clones?" Naruto questioned aloud in a surprised tone. "Not quite. See, my technique allows me to accumulate the bodies, souls and chakra of those who I use it on. I'm then able to create a replicate body of myself, that replicate body holding the chakra and techniques of the victim I absorbed. So not quite a clone." Fuuka explained. "I can deploy these extra bodies at will. Because I'm only one person, it'd be difficult to keep you in check 24 hours a day and take care of all my other business. So, the bodies assist me quite a lot. They'll allow me to keep quite a few extra pairs of eyes on you to ensure you're behaving."

Naruto groaned, escaping one crazy kunoichi who had already beaten him into submission twice would be a difficult task, now he had to deal with an unknown number of replicates watching him? "You four, come on down here." Fuuka shouted. Four of the duplicate Fuuka bodies quickly descended the rooftops at the main Fuuka's command and stood at attention. Naruto noticed they looked identical to the main Fuuka, each as confident and beautiful as the original. Had they been in a crowd, he wouldn't have been able to pick out the original. "You four will be in charge of watching our prisoner for the next few hours. Make sure he is fed well. Feel free to play with him a bit and take him around the grounds." Fuuka said to her subordinates. She turned to Naruto and caressed his face, Naruto tried to shrug away but was held by his leash, "I'm off to do some business, but I'll see you later tonight, little boy." Fuuka said seductively. She leaned in and kissed him on the cheek. Naruto's face turned red. Fuuka handed the leash to one of the four, and with an elegant leap, was gone. Naruto was left at the mercy of the clones.

The four Fuuka clones lead Naruto around the estate by his leash, showing him the well tended gardens and koi ponds. They toured the inside of the estate's buildings, containing well furnished living rooms, bed rooms and dining rooms stocked with food. Each area seemingly had at least one Fuuka clone in attendance. Naruto estimated there were around 100 in total stationed around the compound, that he could see at least. The four clones spoke to him, explaining to layout of the area, as well as reminding him of the rules he was meant to follow as prisoner. While each spoke independently and seemingly with a mind of their own, Naruto noticed they lacked the elegance of the main Fuuka. They had somewhat robotic tendencies, and seemed to only act as servants for Fuuka. Much like Naruto's shadow clones, Fuuka's bodies were merely duplicates that acted on the will of the original. Mixed with this however, were almost schoolgirl-like tendencies. As the clones paraded Naruto around, each took the liberty of periodically prodding and teasing the poor boy, much to his embarrassment and the clones delight.

After their tour had concluded, the four took Naruto to a secluded room, where they would show him their definition of "playing". As the five entered the room, one of the clones released the starch binding rope tying together Naruto's hands, much to his surprise. However, this same clone quickly wrestled Naruto to the ground, mounting on top of him. "Hey, what are you doing!" Naruto tried to fight back, but he quickly realized the vast difference in their physical strength. Pinning Naruto's hands to the ground, the clone looked down at Naruto with a sadistic smile. She slowly lowered herself, positioning her tits to be inches from the boys face. Naruto fought with all his strength, but the clone wouldn't budge an inch, his chakra suppressive collar and drained chakra reserves had left him powerless to resist. He was completely at their mercy. "No, wait, please mmmpphhh!" Naruto yelled as the clone fully pushed her tits over his face. The other three laughed, looking down at the squirming Naruto. As Naruto struggled to take in breaths, his cock throbbed, he had been hard since he had been awake on the account of being surrounded by Fuuka's but now he was fully erect. "I think he likes us." One of the clones commented, as the others laughed.

As the Fuuka clone continued to pin the boy, the other's retrieved ropes and cloth. The mounted Fuuka replicate released Naruto's wrists and stood up. The four looked down at the prone Naruto, as he looked up at his four new masters. The four leaned down and began taking turns wrestling, tying and gagging their prisoner. Each overpowered him, tying and untying his hands and wrists, gagging and ungagging his mouth. Once satisfied, the four surrounded a bound Naruto, wrists and ankles tied, mouth gagged. They began caressing his body, running their hands through his hair and giving him the occasional rub against his erect cock. "Mmmmmpppphhh, mmmmppphhh!" Naruto struggled to plead through his gag, as the clones continued to have their way with him. "What's the matter boy? Afraid of a few beautiful women?" The clones giggled at his struggles. His shameful bliss was occasionally interrupted by a small amounts of pain. The occasional small shock from a Fuuka with lightning style or one of the clones lightly pressing their boot against his head or chest. Nevertheless, he experienced embarrassing arousal all the same. Naruto noted their sadistic nature, as well as Fuuka and her clones love of bondage play, with him being their new favorite toy.

After an hour or so of this, the Fuuka clones stood up, satisfied with their playtime. Cradling the still bound and exhausted Naruto, they headed to the dining hall. It was time to eat. Sitting the bound boy at the extravagant dinner table, the other Fuuka clones brought forth an impressive meal. Plates and bowls loaded with noodles, beef and steamed vegetables. As the plates were put in front of him, the Fuuka clones ungagged their captive. The normally rebellious Naruto stayed quiet, after what he had just experienced, he dared not talk back. "Time for you to eat, we have to make sure your precious chakra comes back." one of the clones said.

Naruto's hands were left tied as the clones each picked up chop sticks, intending to feed him themselves. Naruto shut his mouth, not intending to be fed by his mocking captors. This resistance was quickly met with response, as one clone grabbed his hair, roughly pulling his head back and staring down at him. Two of the other clones jabbed him below the ribs, while the last one stomped on his foot with her boot. Naruto grunted in pain. "You will eat." The clone pulling his hair stated firmly. "Fuuka-sama gave us an order to feed you. Now, will you behave?". Naruto's pain worsened as the Fuuka clones increased their pressure, "Fine, fine! I'll eat!" Naruto groaned in pain. The clones fed the now obedient Naruto. While he wouldn't admit it aloud, the meal was excellent, well cooked and seasoned.

As Naruto finished his meal, all the clones present in the dining hall shot up in attention, facing who Naruto presumed to be the real Fuuka walking in. Fuuka walked over to Naruto and the four bodies, "Well I see you've been nicely fed and well taken care of. Thank you ladies." The four duplicates smiled at this approval. Fuuka turned her attention to Naruto, "Apologies for leaving you my boy, but I think I'm now ready to have you. Ladies, would you please untie his feet?" One of the clones untied the rope around his ankles, allowing him the ability to walk. Fuuka grabbed his leash, leading him to the exit of the dining hall, "Now, off we go." she cooed. "Goodbye, Naruto-kun!" the four clones yelled out in a giddy, teasing tone.

Naruto followed behind his captor. "Where are we going now?" the young shinobi asked with concern in his voice. Fuuka turned to look at him and smiled "You know boy, you can provide me pleasure in ways outside of your chakra. We're going to my bedroom." Fuuka said in a satisfied tone. Naruto didn't like the implications of this, going to his captor's bedroom could only mean one thing, "No, no, no!" Naruto said as he tried to tug away. "I'm not going up there, let go of me!" Naruto yelled. Fuuka ignored him, effortlessly pulling him out of the dining hall. Naruto heard the clones behind him laugh as Fuuka pulled him along, through the halls and up to her chambers, where an uncertain fate awaited him.

Author's Note

Thanks for reading! This part was a lot longer than I had originally anticipated. I don't think future parts will be as long, but we'll see. Wanted to paint the full picture of Naruto's situation to establish it going forward.