Fuuka carried Naruto through the passage that connected the main estate building with a smaller side structure. She had thrown him over her shoulder for ease of carry, with the boy's legs dangling in her peripheral vision and his head and torso behind her. As she effortlessly transported the him, Naruto fought a war between consciousness and unconsciousness. Drained of chakra and physically dominated throughout the day, he was exhausted. His arms were free, and being carried this way, he had the perfect opportunity to strike at the back of Fuuka. But his exhaustion was too great to do even that, and he knew if he did attack, he would be punished with far greater force than what he would have outputted. This, ashamedly, made him hesitate. So he resigned to her carrying him over her shoulder, feeling a tinge of humiliation as the kunoichi took him where she wanted to.
The two entered the smaller building. It housed a spa, containing rooms furnished and stocked for massages and a hot spring bath. Whatever lord that lived here had lived a lavish lifestyle before Fuuka arrived. Like every other place on the estate grounds, there were a handful of Fuuka bodies that managing the spa, organizing the materials and doing upkeep. Naruto groaned as he spotted them from his poor upside down vantage point. At this point, he had estimated there were roughly 100 clones that worked the facilities, a scarily large number given each of their strength levels.
Fuuka approached a padded bench and laid Naruto down. She leaned close to his face and saw his eyes still half open. Naruto looked up at her, blurry in his vision, but still beautiful, wondering what she would do to him next. Fuuka pinched his cheek and wiggled it around, Naruto groaned in annoyance. "Still awake cutie? Good, try to stay with us now, we have a fun night ahead of us," she said smiling. "Ladies!" Fuuka called to her clones. The five clones that were in attendance quickly gathered around her. "We'll be giving Naruto-kun our service tonight," she said to the servant clones, "He'll first need to be bathed, he hasn't had one since he's arrived and he's been plenty busy." Fuuka pointed to two of the clones, "You two, prepare our guest for the hot spring. You other three, come with me."
The two clones hoisted Naruto to his feet, each supporting an arm on their shoulders to assist him in walking. They transported Naruto to the locker room and began undressing him. After slipping him out of his pants and underwear, the two ushered him to the steam bath. Opening the screen doors, Naruto viewed a sizable room, with a large bath big enough to accommodate at least a dozen, but with the original residents gone it was empty. Wooden plank stairs descended into the shallow water serving as the entrance, with the rest of the pool surrounded by decorative stones and bamboo stalks. The bath and decorations were ell kept and clean, likely the clones took care of up keep like the rest of the estate. The warmth of the bath spread through the room, Naruto couldn't help feel a wave of relaxation.
The clones circled the perimeter, carrying their guest. Naruto couldn't help but allow this, nor could he help his arousal from the touch of the two attractive clones who took charge of him. Ending at the far side of the bath, the two slowly lowered the boy into the water and positioned him sitting on the bench against the rocks with his neck and head above the shallow pool. Clearly the two clones wouldn't be coming in seeing as they avoided getting wet. "Relax there for a bit, but please don't drift off, " one of the clones said leaning down, "Mistress Fuuka will be here shortly." With that, the two exited the room, leaving Naruto by himself.
Naruto began to feel like he was losing the war of consciousness, as the warm embrace of the water had only made resistance that much harder. Eyes unfocused and body still, he felt he could pass out at any moment. Truly, it felt a bit reckless for Fuuka to leave him here like this, where he could so easily drown if left long enough, something he wasn't sure if she would want to risk. It also felt reckless that she would leave him both unattended and unrestrained. If he had the energy now, he would make a run for it, although, perhaps the building was surrounded by her clones. Still, he knew he would try.
After a few minutes of clinging to consciousness, the screen doors slid open, and Naruto saw a blurry, yet recognizable figure. Fuuka wore a robe similar to the night previous, covering her otherwise naked body. As she approached the stairs to the bath, Fuuka untied and discarded her robe, revealing her curvy hips, voluptuous breasts, legs and butt. Fuuka chuckled, the only purpose of the robe was to discard and get a reaction from the boy and while he likely couldn't fully observe her from this distance with his current state, she knew she was getting a reaction all the same. Fuuka smiled and sauntered forward, cleavage bouncing and swinging as she descended the steps into the bath and towards her partner.
Fuuka approached Naruto, the warm water up to around her shoulders. She reached out and cupped his face in her hands, bringing their faces close together. Up this close, Naruto could see her clearly, her symmetrical face, smooth skin and beautiful yet deadly lips all framed by her flowing crimson hair. Fuuka caressed the boys face softly, "Glad to see you are relaxed love. But I need to awake while we bath, so don't go falling asleep on me." Reaching over, Fuuka grabbed a small bucket on the ledge of the bath. Scooping water from the bath, she titled Naruto's head forward and poured the water over his hair and head. Fuuka repeated this a few times; Naruto felt wonderful with the warm water running down him and felt a bit more awake from the sensation. It occurred to him that Fuuka was actually bathing him rather than using some euphemism.
As the shinobi was thoroughly wet, Fuuka held her breath and submerged herself below the waters of the bath. Quickly rising, Fuuka broke the surface with a small splash, Naruto mesmerized by her glistening body, breasts and beautiful hair. He was glad the waters hid his arousal, but he wasn't so foolish as to assume Fuuka was unaware of how he felt. Fuuka reached for the soap resting on the side of the bath, and began to lather Naruto. Her touch was gentle as she spread the soap across his body, Naruto's face blushing red. She finished, and washed him off in the water, leaning him against the wall and bench as she cleansed herself.
As Fuuka finished washing off, she returned to Naruto, the boy was more awake before, although still too tired to move much from his current position. Fuuka again reached out and cupped his face, caressing his face and neck with her smooth, wet and warm hands. Fuuka smiled, almost lovingly, "You're much more well behaved than earlier today," Fuuka chuckled "No fighting or struggling and not a word out of you. Just obedient and clean." The truth was he only appeared obedient from a lack of energy. If his body willed it, Naruto would run. Fuuka pulled their bodies even closer together, touching now, as her face was inches from his. "I think you deserve a reward, and since it's just the two of us..." Fuuka let out a soft moan. She cocked her head slightly to the side and pressed her lips against his, kissing him. Naruto knew he shouldn't want this, but by god he did. He knew he should fight, resist her forcing herself upon him. But his desires overcame his honor. Why should he fight back? He had no energy to do so, and Fuuka felt so good. Perhaps it wouldn't be so bad to let her have her way.
And have her way she did. The two continued to make out, pressing their lips together and sucking on one another, with Fuuka softly biting and exploring with her tongue. She moved down, kissing and licking his neck as he softly moaned in pleasure. Fuuka pulled on Naruto's hair gently, pulling his head back as she rose to look down on his face. His eyes were half closed, but focused unlike before. His breaths were soft but consistent and his face was blush. There was no fight in his eyes. She saw it in his face, he wanted her and she had him. For tonight, he had submitted to her. This realization gave her a deep pleasure, as she gave a devious grin, before returning and continuing to feed her desires as she kissed him.
As the two continued, Fuuka reached down, feeling for and taking hold of Naruto's erect cock. Pulling him in, she inserted him in her. Naruto let out a moan, he was still drowsy, but this woke him right up. Fuuka let out a sharp exhale of her own as he entered her. Fuuka reengaged their lips, shoving her tongue deep as she thrust her hips up and down. Fuuka felt a deep sense of ecstasy, each thrust fulfilling her every desire. Pleasure pulsed through Naruto as Fuuka pushed herself on him, his cock going deep inside her, almost overwhelming him as her tongue wrestled with his and her ass bounced against his legs and tits against his chest. He loved the pleasure and ashamedly, he loved being hers. As the fucked, the water splashed around them, small ripple waves extending towards the sides of the bath.
Fuuka thrusted her hips faster and harder, wanting him more and more. As their lips separated, she wanted to cry out loudly, to scream his name, but she didn't want to appear the one out of control. She couldn't help moan, face flush, but she held what she could inside, feeling him was enough for her. Naruto, on the other hand, couldn't help himself. He cried out loudly as she fucked him, trying to hold himself back from finishing. He wanted to fuck her for as long as he could, but he was inexperienced and the end was in sight. Fuuka accelerated, determined to finish the boy off as she reached her climax. At last, Naruto could no longer hold it in. With a final few hard thrust, Naruto grunted and released inside of her as he felt a floating sensation.
Fuuka rose up from his lap and turned to rest on the bench. It wasn't as long as she had hoped, but she couldn't blame the boy. She knew how beautiful she was and she was dealing with an inexperienced boy. Yet still, her legs shook, which she hid under the water and he breathing was heavy. Cum dispersed from her vagina and into the pool and she was still coming down from her climax. Naruto got control of his breath, and looked over at Fuuka, who seemed to be resting. Her cleavage hung, and Naruto wanted to reach out and grab it. Fuuka noticed him looking over and composed herself. Fuuka scooched over next to him, "Well boy, I hope you enjoyed that," Fuuka said, trying to hide the shaking in her voice. "You can be sure we'll be doing that a lot more, if you continue to be a good boy," Fuuka said seductively. "I-I-I, y-y-y," all Naruto could do was stutter, too flustered to talk. Fuuka giggled and ran her hands across him, delighted to still be in control.
Fuuka stood and grabbed Naruto, carrying him out of the bath to the towels laid out for them. "Dry yourself off, we still have more to do," Fuuka said as she dried herself. Naruto did so, though slowly, "M-more, w-what else?" Naruto said with genuine confusion. "Don't worry love, just something else to relax". The kunoichi finished drying off and wrapped her towel around herself, covering her body. Fuuka walked over and slid her finger under Naruto's collar, leading him in his towel out of the room, although he hadn't totally finished drying off.
The two arrived in a room adjacent to the bath, with two massage tables placed in the middle with four Fuuka clones waiting in attendance. "Let's relax a bit boy, we've both done a lot of manual labor today," Fuuka said leading the boy to the table on the left. "These two will attend to you," Fuuka said gesturing towards two of the clones. "Now, lay down," Fuuka said, suddenly hoisting Naruto onto the table. "Aghhh!" Naruto was surprised by the sudden move. The two clones immediately attended to him, one massaging his back while the other rubbed his feet. Naruto did little to resist, he had resigned to letting this play out. He was uncomfortable at first, not used to being massaged before. But after a short while it felt good, the clones were seemingly skilled in this regard, rubbing out his tense and sore muscles with still soft hands. Naruto looked over and saw the other two clones were attending to Fuuka in much the same way.
Next the clones began rubbing a stress relieving lotion on his body, removing his towel so they could spread it across his entire body. The lotion made Naruto relax, and the sense of tiredness returned to him as his adrenaline from sex had finally vanished. Naruto looked over and spotted the clones spreading the lotion on Fuuka as well. Seeing the clones remove her towel and spread it on her gorgeous body gave him another wave of arousal. Fuuka caught Naruto's eye contact, giving the boy a wink. Naruto turned in embarrassment, embarrassed of his lust and helplessness.
A short while later, Fuuka signaled for the clones to leave the two of them, and they promptly did as ordered. Fuuka stood and approached Naruto's table, "Why don't I finish the job myself, boy? You just relax." Naruto did as commanded, as Fuuka rubbed his shoulders and back, with a gentle, almost loving touch. Naruto felt relief, safe, somehow in this place that was his prison, surrounded by his captors. The wave of exhaustion grew stronger and he almost started to drift off. Fuuka continued her work, massaging the one she called hers with a satisfied smile on her face.
After about 10 minutes of massage, Fuuka hoisted the boy up. She dressed him in a pair of black underwear and a white t-shirt, while she put on a pair of light purple short shorts and a loose fitting crimson shirt. Attaching the leash to his chakra suppressing collar, Fuuka lead Naruto out of the massage room. The clones waited in the room outside, the entrance of the spa. "Would you like us to escort Naruto-kun to his cell?" one of the clones asked. Fuuka looked at the boy, drowsy and on the verge of sleep, smitten with him and how adorable he looked. "No that's quite alright. I'll be taking Naruto-kun with me tonight, you ladies can get back to your duties." The clones went back to attending the spa, as Fuuka lead Naruto back to the main estate building.
Up in the master bedroom, Fuuka laid with Naruto. As a precaution, she had taped his hands together to ensure he wouldn't cause any trouble in the night, though she doubted he could. The candles were extinguished, the only source of light the full moon above. Fuuka cuddled up next to Naruto, spooning the smaller lad as she pulled him close. Fuuka ran her hands around his body, up his shirt, down his legs, playfully grabbing his butt and kissing him. As she held him in her arms, she played footsie with him, lightly touching and wrestling his feet against her own as she pecked and caressed him. Despite feeling a level of embarrassment, Naruto took it in feeling good. But he was finally ready to give in to the mercy of sleep. Naruto turned towards Fuuka, head at the level of her chest as he looked up at his captor. Naruto locked eyes with her, "W-why are you doing this?" he asked genuinely, using the last of his strength to muster the words. Fuuka was amused by this question, "Don't ask questions, boy. You're safe here with me, now rest." Naruto had little choice but to listen, as he rested his head on Fuuka's bosom and fell into a deep sleep. Fuuka chuckled, looking at her sleeping captive as the moonlight shined on his face.
Author's Note: Thanks for reading. Wanted to get this chapter out of the way as I have plans to get into more bigger story stuff after this chapter. Hope you enjoyed.