Welcome to the second semester
**Chapter 2: A Wedding in Shadows**
Naruto woke with a start, the warm sensation of soft skin beneath his cheek bringing him back to reality. His mind was foggy from sleep, but the strange mix of silk sheets and something far too soft and warm against his face immediately reminded him where he was. As his senses slowly returned, Naruto's face flushed a deep red when he realized what he was lying on—Ino's chest.
Her large, ample breasts pressed softly against his face, rising and falling gently with each of her breaths. She hadn't bothered to change positions during the night, keeping him close to her as they slept. His body was rigid, and he didn't dare move, terrified of what might happen if he woke her.
**How did I get here? What am I doing?** Naruto's mind raced with confusion, his embarrassment growing with every passing second. He had never imagined himself in a situation like this, trapped in a lavish room, with a woman who had complete control over him. His heart pounded in his chest, his pulse racing. **What have I gotten myself into?**
Just as Naruto's discomfort was reaching its peak, he felt a sharp pain at the back of his head. Ino's hand was suddenly in his hair, her fingers curling tightly into his blonde locks, yanking his head upward with a surprising amount of force.
Naruto winced, his face twisting in pain as Ino pulled his head closer to her face. "Good morning, my future husband," she said, her voice dripping with amusement. She yanked his head even closer, their faces now just inches apart. Her icy blue eyes bore into his, her lips curling into a wicked smile. "How does it feel to wake up in the arms of your new mistress?"
Naruto's face flushed a deeper shade of red, but he didn't say a word. His heart was pounding in his chest, his body tense as he struggled to make sense of everything that was happening.
Ino's grip on his hair tightened painfully, causing Naruto to wince again. She tilted her head slightly, a dangerous glint in her eyes. "Oh, come on, Naruto. Don't be shy. You should be honored to be in this position. After all, today is your lucky day."
Naruto swallowed hard, his throat dry as he tried to find his voice. "T-Today?" he stammered, barely able to get the words out. "W-What do you mean?"
Ino grinned, her eyes gleaming with twisted excitement. "That's right, Naruto," she purred, pulling him even closer, their noses almost touching. "Today is the day you become my husband. I've arranged everything."
Naruto's eyes widened in shock. His heart skipped a beat as her words sank in. "T-Today?" he repeated, his voice shaky with disbelief. "Already?"
Ino's smile widened, her grip on his hair still firm. "Yes, today. I don't waste time, Naruto. I've already taken care of all the arrangements. Everything is set. I've even made sure that the ceremony will be private—just the two of us." She chuckled darkly, the sound sending a chill down Naruto's spine. "I've informed the officials that I'll be marrying you in secret. No one else knows, not even my closest friends. This will be our little secret."
Naruto's heart pounded in his chest, his mind reeling. The reality of the situation hit him like a ton of bricks. **This was really happening.** He had signed away his freedom, and now he was about to marry her—Ino Yamanaka, the most powerful and sadistic woman he had ever met. The weight of it all crashed down on him, leaving him speechless.
Ino's eyes narrowed slightly as she watched his reaction, clearly enjoying the confusion and fear written all over his face. She leaned in, her lips brushing against his, before pulling him into a deep, forceful kiss. Naruto's body tensed as her lips pressed against his, the intensity of it overwhelming him. His mind screamed at him to pull away, but he couldn't. He was trapped in her grasp, both literally and figuratively.
When Ino finally pulled back, her lips curled into a smug smile. "Get used to it, Naruto," she whispered, her voice low and commanding. "You're going to be mine forever. No more running, no more hiding. From today onward, you belong to me."
Naruto could feel his heart pounding in his chest, his breath coming in shallow gasps. He had no choice. He was trapped in this nightmare, and there was no escape.
Ino's grip on his hair loosened slightly, but her dominance remained clear in every movement. "Now," she said, her voice returning to its usual cold, commanding tone, "it's time to get ready. You have a wedding to attend today." She pushed him away slightly, sitting up in bed as she stretched her arms above her head, her silk nightgown clinging to her curves.
Naruto, still blushing furiously, looked away as she moved, unsure of what to do.
Ino smirked at his reaction. "Don't be shy, Naruto," she said, her voice laced with amusement. "You'll get used to seeing me like this soon enough. After all, we'll be sharing everything from now on, won't we?" Her eyes glinted mischievously as she slid off the bed, her nightgown falling off her shoulders.
Naruto's face turned an even deeper shade of red as he tried not to stare. His mind was racing, his thoughts a whirlwind of confusion and anxiety. **What am I doing? How did my life turn into this?**
Ino noticed his discomfort and chuckled softly. "Oh, don't be such a prude, Naruto. Come on, help your future wife get ready. We have a big day ahead of us."
Naruto swallowed hard, his hands trembling slightly as he hesitantly moved closer to her. He had no choice. Slowly, with shaking hands, he helped her out of her nightgown, his eyes averted as much as possible. The tension in the room was thick, his heart pounding in his chest as he fumbled with the delicate fabric.
Ino watched him with amusement, clearly enjoying the effect she had on him. "You're so cute when you're flustered," she teased, her voice soft but mocking. "But don't worry, you'll get used to it. After all, you'll be doing this every day from now on."
Naruto's face burned with embarrassment as he helped her into her robe. Once she was dressed, Ino turned to him, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "Good boy," she said, patting his cheek. "Now, let's take a bath. We can't get married looking like this, can we?"
Naruto's eyes widened in surprise, his heart skipping a beat. "T-Together?" he stammered, his face turning a deep shade of red.
Ino's smile widened, her eyes glinting with amusement. "Of course, together," she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "You're my husband now, aren't you? You'll be doing a lot more than just bathing with me."
Naruto swallowed hard, his mind racing as she led him toward the bathroom. **What have I gotten myself into?**
The bathroom was just as grand as the rest of the mansion, with marble floors, gold fixtures, and a massive tub big enough for two. Ino wasted no time, stripping off her robe and stepping into the tub without a second thought. She glanced over her shoulder at Naruto, her eyes gleaming with amusement as she noticed his hesitation.
"Come on, Naruto," she said, her voice low and teasing. "Don't be shy. We're going to be doing this every day from now on, so you'd better get used to it."
Naruto's face burned with embarrassment, but he knew better than to argue. Slowly, he undressed, his hands shaking as he tried to cover himself as much as possible. Once he was undressed, he slid into the tub, his face flushed red as he avoided looking directly at her.
Ino laughed softly, clearly enjoying his discomfort. "You're adorable," she teased, splashing water at him playfully. "But don't worry, you'll get used to this soon enough."
The bath was long and awkward, with Naruto doing his best to avoid her gaze, but Ino clearly relished every moment of his discomfort. Once they were both clean, they stepped out of the tub, and Naruto helped her dry off, his hands trembling the entire time.
Afterward, they dressed in fresh clothes. Hinata, as usual, had prepared breakfast, laying out a lavish spread for them in the dining room. When they entered the room, Naruto's face was still flushed with embarrassment, his eyes glued to the floor.
Ino, noticing his discomfort, smirked. "Don't be so shy, Naruto. You'll get used to bathing with me soon enough," she said, her voice laced with amusement. "After all, we'll be doing this every day."
Hinata, who had been quietly setting the table, blushed slightly at Ino's words, but kept her eyes downcast. "M-Mistress Ino," she said softly, glancing up at her with a shy smile. "Congratulations. I heard you're marrying Naruto today
After their awkward bath, Naruto followed Ino into the dining room, his face still flushed with embarrassment. His heart pounded in his chest, his mind racing with the absurdity of everything that had happened. **How did things turn out like this?** The weight of his decisions and the strange new world he found himself in were beginning to feel suffocating. But there was no turning back now.
As they stepped into the large, lavish dining room, the scent of freshly prepared food filled the air. The table was elegantly set, with plates of perfectly arranged dishes waiting for them. And, as always, Hinata was already there, quietly placing the last few items on the table.
Hinata glanced up when she heard them enter, her pale eyes flicking briefly toward Naruto before they dropped to the floor again, her cheeks turning pink. She stood silently, her hands folded neatly in front of her, awaiting any orders from her mistress.
Naruto, feeling the weight of both women's gazes, turned his eyes downward, unable to shake his embarrassment. His face was still bright red from the earlier bath, and now, being in this grand dining room with two women who expected so much from him made him feel like he was completely out of his depth.
Ino noticed his discomfort and smirked, clearly amused by his awkwardness. She walked over to her chair at the head of the table, glancing at Naruto with a playful gleam in her eyes. "Naruto," she said in a teasing tone, "you really shouldn't be so shy. You'll have to get used to this eventually. After all, we're going to be spending a lot of time together, aren't we?"
Naruto blushed even more, his gaze fixed on the ground. **How could she say it so casually?**
Ino's eyes sparkled with amusement. She motioned for Naruto to sit next to her. "Come on, don't be shy. Sit beside me." Her voice held an edge of command, and Naruto knew he couldn't disobey her.
With hesitant steps, Naruto made his way to the chair next to hers, sitting down as quietly as he could. The room felt far too big for the three of them, and the lavish breakfast spread seemed almost excessive for such a simple occasion.
As he sat, Ino leaned back in her chair, giving him a mischievous smile. "Now, Naruto," she said, her tone playful but firm, "you're going to feed me today. After all, I need to be pampered by my future husband, don't I?"
Naruto's heart skipped a beat. He had never been in such an uncomfortable position before. He glanced at Hinata, who stood quietly in the corner, watching the scene with wide eyes. Her cheeks were still slightly pink, but she said nothing, clearly accustomed to Ino's commands and control over her.
Naruto nodded awkwardly, his hands trembling slightly as he picked up a piece of toast from the table. His fingers fumbled with it for a moment before he carefully held it up to Ino, his face burning with embarrassment.
Ino leaned forward, opening her mouth slowly as if savoring every moment of his discomfort. She took a small bite, her lips curling into a satisfied smile as she chewed. "Good boy," she said softly, her voice almost purring. "You're learning quickly."
Naruto's face was bright red, his heart pounding in his chest as he continued to feed her. Each time, she gave him the same satisfied look, clearly enjoying the power dynamic between them. Every bite felt like another reminder of the strange situation he was trapped in, the contract he had signed, and the future that now lay before him.
As the awkward feeding continued, Hinata stepped closer, her voice barely above a whisper as she spoke. "M-Mistress Ino," she stammered, her gaze briefly flickering toward Naruto before dropping again, "congratulations on your wedding today. I'm sure Naruto is... very lucky to be marrying you."
Ino smirked, clearly pleased with the compliment. "Of course he is," she said, her voice dripping with confidence. She glanced at Naruto, who was still blushing furiously as he fed her. "He's very lucky to have me as his wife. And don't worry, Naruto," she added, her tone teasing but with a dangerous edge, "you'll learn to love serving me. It's only a matter of time."
Hinata gave a small bow, her face flushed with embarrassment. "C-Congratulations again, Mistress. I hope... I hope your marriage is full of happiness."
Ino laughed softly, clearly enjoying herself. "Oh, it will be," she said with a smirk. "Naruto will make sure of that."
Naruto could feel the weight of the situation pressing down on him with every passing second. **How did I end up here?** he thought, his mind racing. He had agreed to this, signed the contract, but every moment felt more surreal than the last.
Ino, noticing Naruto's unease, leaned in closer, her voice dropping to a low, teasing whisper. "You're going to get used to this, Naruto. Don't worry. Soon, this will all feel perfectly normal to you." She paused for a moment, her lips curling into a smile. "Now, I want you to go upstairs and get dressed. Hinata has laid out a suit for you. Make sure you look presentable for our wedding today."
Naruto's heart skipped a beat. **The wedding.** The thought sent a wave of nervousness through him. He hadn't fully processed the idea that he was actually going to marry her, that this was really happening. His hands trembled slightly as he nodded, pushing back his chair and standing up.
Ino smiled at him, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "Oh, and Naruto," she added with a playful smile, "it's not just your suit that's waiting upstairs. It's **our room** now. You'll be living with me from now on."
Naruto swallowed hard, his face burning with embarrassment as he quickly nodded and made his way toward the stairs. Every step felt heavier than the last, and his mind raced with anxiety. **How am I supposed to do this?**
Upstairs, he found the suit that Hinata had laid out for him, neatly pressed and folded on the bed. The fabric was expensive, far nicer than anything he had ever worn before. As he picked it up, his hands trembling slightly, he couldn't help but feel the weight of the situation pressing down on him even more.
He quickly dressed, his fingers fumbling with the buttons as he tried to pull himself together. His heart was still racing, his mind a whirlwind of confusion and uncertainty. He had agreed to this, signed the contract, but now that the reality of the wedding was upon him, it felt overwhelming.
Once he was fully dressed, he stood in front of the mirror, looking at his reflection. The suit fit perfectly, the dark fabric hugging his frame in all the right places. He looked... different. Like someone else entirely. But the nervousness in his eyes was unmistakable.
A soft knock on the door pulled him from his thoughts, and when he turned, he saw Hinata standing in the doorway, her face flushed with embarrassment. She avoided his gaze as she spoke, her voice barely above a whisper. "M-Mistress Ino is waiting for you downstairs. She... she asked me to help you get ready."
Naruto nodded, his heart pounding in his chest as he followed her out of the room. The hallway seemed to stretch on forever as they made their way back downstairs, and with every step, Naruto felt the weight of his decision pressing down on him even more.
When they reached the bottom of the stairs, Naruto's breath caught in his throat. **There she was**—Ino, standing in the center of the room, dressed in a stunning white gown that seemed to glow in the soft light. The dress hugged her curves perfectly, the delicate lace and silk cascading down her body like a waterfall of elegance. Her long blonde hair was styled in soft waves, framing her face perfectly, and a wicked smile played on her lips as she watched Naruto approach.
Even Hinata, who had seen Ino in countless outfits before, couldn't help but blush at the sight. "M-Mistress Ino," she stammered, her eyes wide, "you look... amazing."
Ino smirked, clearly pleased with the compliment. "Of course I do," she said confidently, her eyes never leaving Naruto. "After all, today is my wedding day. I need to look perfect for my new husband, don't I?"
Naruto swallowed hard, his heart pounding in his chest as he took in the sight of her. **She looked incredible**, like a vision of beauty and power. But the reality of the situation still weighed heavily on him. He was about to marry her, to become her husband in name and her servant in practice. The thought made his stomach churn with anxiety.
Ino stepped forward, her eyes glinting with amusement as she took Naruto's hand in hers. "Come on, Naruto," she said softly, her voice laced with mock sweetness. "It's time."
Naruto's face burned with embarrassment, but he nodded, allowing her to lead him toward the door. Every step felt like it was leading him deeper into a life he wasn't ready for, a life where he
Naruto's heart raced as the elegant black carriage came to a halt in front of a secluded building. The building, while modest compared to Ino's lavish mansion, carried an air of authority, its tall, dark doors looming ahead like the gates to his impending fate. The private, secret wedding Ino had arranged was about to begin, and every fiber of Naruto's being was buzzing with a mixture of fear, anxiety, and something he couldn't quite place.
Ino stepped out of the carriage first, her stunning white wedding dress shimmering in the soft glow of the late afternoon sun. Her blonde hair cascaded over her shoulders, and the smile on her face was a wicked mixture of satisfaction and amusement. She turned back to Naruto, who sat frozen in his seat, his face flushed red with embarrassment. He had never felt so out of place, so completely overwhelmed.
"Come on, Naruto," Ino said, her voice smooth and commanding as she held out her hand to him. "It's time."
Naruto hesitated for a moment, his heart pounding in his chest, before reluctantly taking her hand. As soon as their fingers intertwined, she gave his hand a firm, almost possessive squeeze, her icy blue eyes locking onto his as if to remind him of the contract he had signed, of the future that now awaited him.
She led him up the steps and through the grand double doors, her grip on his hand never loosening. The interior of the building was eerily quiet, save for the soft echo of their footsteps against the polished stone floor. The silence only heightened Naruto's anxiety, his mind racing with thoughts of the impending ceremony.
When they reached the small, dimly lit chapel inside, they were greeted by the officiant—a solemn-looking man in a crisp black suit who stood at the altar, holding a small book in his hands. His expression was unreadable as he glanced between Ino and Naruto, but there was a flicker of something in his eyes when he noticed the cold intensity in Ino's gaze.
The room was empty, just as Ino had promised. No guests, no friends, no family—just the two of them and the officiant. It was a secret ceremony, one that Ino had meticulously planned. She didn't want anyone to know. **This marriage was for her**—not for show, not for spectacle. This was about control, power, and binding Naruto to her completely.
As they approached the altar, the officiant raised his hand to stop them. "Please, wait just a moment," he said, his voice calm and measured.
Ino came to a halt, turning her head slightly to glance at Naruto, who was standing stiffly beside her. Her eyes gleamed with amusement at the sight of his obvious discomfort, his face flushed red with nervousness. She leaned in close, her lips brushing against his ear as she whispered, "You'll do exactly as I tell you, won't you, Naruto?"
Naruto swallowed hard, his heart pounding in his chest as he nodded. "Y-Yes, Ino-sama," he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper.
Ino's smile widened, her eyes glinting with satisfaction. "Good boy," she purred, before reaching into the folds of her gown and pulling out something that made Naruto's blood run cold—a sleek, black pistol. She held it in her hand, letting it gleam in the dim light of the chapel, her fingers brushing lightly over the trigger as she turned it over in her hands.
Naruto's breath caught in his throat, his eyes widening in shock as she tilted the gun toward him, the barrel resting casually against his side. "You'll say yes when the time comes, won't you?" she asked, her voice soft but dangerously sharp. "You'll agree to marry me, or..."
She didn't need to finish the sentence. The cold steel of the gun pressing against his ribs was enough to make Naruto's decision clear. His heart pounded in his chest, his palms sweaty as he nodded quickly. "Y-Yes, Ino-sama," he repeated, his voice trembling.
Ino smirked, clearly pleased with his compliance. She leaned in closer, her lips brushing against his in a quick, forceful kiss. "Good," she whispered, her breath warm against his skin. "You're such an obedient boy, Naruto. I think tonight, I'll reward you."
Naruto's face flushed a deep shade of red, his mind spinning with confusion and embarrassment. **What does she mean by 'reward'?** But he didn't dare ask. He could feel the weight of the pistol against his side, the cold metal a constant reminder of the situation he was trapped in.
The officiant, noticing the exchange between them but saying nothing, cleared his throat and opened the small book in his hands. "Shall we begin?" he asked, his voice calm and professional.
Ino nodded, her fingers still lightly resting on the gun as she turned to face the officiant, her expression shifting to one of cold determination. "Yes," she said smoothly. "Let's get this over with."
The officiant began reading the ceremonial vows, his voice steady and emotionless as he recited the age-old words. Naruto stood beside Ino, his body tense, his mind racing with every passing moment. The weight of the moment was overwhelming, and he could feel his heart pounding in his chest, the sound echoing in his ears.
When the officiant finally turned to Ino, he spoke the words that would seal their fate. "Ino Yamanaka, do you take Naruto Uzumaki to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, for as long as you both shall live?"
Ino's eyes sparkled with a dangerous glint as she glanced at Naruto, her smile widening. "I do," she said confidently, her voice dripping with satisfaction.
The officiant nodded, turning his gaze toward Naruto. "Naruto Uzumaki," he began, "do you take Ino Yamanaka to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, for as long as you both shall live?"
Naruto's throat went dry. His heart was pounding so loudly in his chest that he thought everyone in the room could hear it. His mouth opened, but the words wouldn't come out. He glanced at Ino, who was staring at him expectantly, her fingers still lightly resting on the pistol at her side. Her eyes gleamed with amusement, clearly enjoying the tension in the air.
"I-I..." Naruto stammered, his voice trembling. "I do."
Ino's smile widened, and the officiant nodded in approval. "Then by the power vested in me," he said solemnly, "I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride."
Naruto's face turned bright red, his mind racing with embarrassment. But before he could even process what was happening, Ino grabbed him by the collar of his suit and pulled him into a forceful kiss. Her lips pressed hard against his, her grip on his collar tight as she dominated the kiss, leaving Naruto completely breathless and overwhelmed.
When she finally pulled away, her eyes sparkled with satisfaction. "Finally," she purred, her voice low and seductive. "I have a husband."
The officiant, clearly unfazed by the intensity of the kiss, closed his book and offered a polite nod. "Congratulations, Mrs. Yamanaka," he said, before turning to leave the room, leaving the two of them alone in the chapel.
As soon as the officiant was gone, Ino smirked and made her way to a large chair that was positioned near the altar. She sat down gracefully, crossing her legs as she gazed at Naruto with a look of smug satisfaction. "Come here, Naruto," she said softly, patting the seat next to her. "Sit with your wife."
Naruto hesitated for a moment, his face still burning with embarrassment, but he knew better than to disobey. He slowly made his way to the chair and sat down beside her, his body tense and rigid.
Ino's smile widened as she reached out and grabbed a fistful of Naruto's hair, yanking his head back so that he was forced to look at her. Her eyes were cold, but there was a flicker of amusement in them. "Remember, Naruto," she said softly, her voice dangerously low, "you're mine now. You don't look at anyone else unless I tell you to. Is that clear?"
Naruto winced in pain, nodding quickly. "Y-Yes, Ino-sama," he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper.
Ino chuckled darkly, releasing her grip on his hair and smoothing it back into place. "Good," she said, her voice dripping with satisfaction. "Not that you'll need to look at anyone else. After all, you have me now, don't you?"
Naruto's face flushed red, his heart pounding in his chest. "Y-Yes," he muttered, unable to look her in the eye.
Ino smirked, clearly enjoying his discomfort. She stood up gracefully, smoothing down her gown as she motioned for him to follow. "Come on," she said, her voice commanding. "It's time to go home. Your first night as my husband awaits, Naruto."
Naruto swallowed hard, his heart racing with anxiety. **First night?** His
mind was spinning with confusion, but he didn't dare ask. He knew what she meant, and the thought made his stomach churn with nervousness.
Ino grabbed his hand, pulling him toward the door with a mischievous smile on her face. "Tonight," she purred, "I'll show you things you've never seen before. You should be grateful, Naruto. You're about to experience something very special."
Naruto's face burned with embarrassment, his heart pounding in his chest as they made their way back to the carriage. As they climbed inside, Ino pulled him close, her fingers tracing along his jawline as she whispered, "You're mine now, Naruto. Completely. And tonight, I'm going to make sure you never forget it."
Naruto's mind was spinning as the carriage began to move, taking them back toward the mansion. His heart raced with a mixture of fear, anxiety, and something he couldn't quite understand. **What have I gotten myself into?**
Ino leaned back in her seat, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction as she watched him. "Yes," she said softly, more to herself than to him, "I finally have a man. And not just any man. I have you, Naruto. My obedient little husband."
Naruto sat silently beside her, his face flushed with embarrassment, his mind racing with a thousand thoughts. He had signed the contract, agreed to this life, but now that the reality of it was sinking in, he couldn't shake the feeling that he had made a terrible mistake.
As the carriage continued its journey back to the mansion, Ino's laughter filled the air, the sound soft but filled with dangerous amusement. **Tonight was only the beginning.**
The moon hung high in the night sky, casting a pale glow over the sprawling estate as the dark carriage carrying Ino and Naruto rolled to a stop at the entrance of the mansion. The quiet hum of the city had long faded away, leaving only the eerie silence of the night as they stepped out of the carriage and made their way up the steps. The air was cool, but Naruto could feel the heat radiating from Ino's presence beside him, her grip on his hand firm and possessive.
As they entered the grand mansion, Naruto's heart pounded in his chest, his mind still spinning from the events of the day. The secret wedding had taken place, and he was now bound to her—Ino Yamanaka, the most powerful and dominant woman he had ever met. The reality of it all weighed heavily on him as they crossed the threshold of the mansion, his eyes darting nervously around the vast, shadowy hall.
Ino led him inside, her fingers curling around his wrist as she dragged him forward. Her eyes gleamed with satisfaction, her lips curling into a wicked smile as she glanced at him out of the corner of her eye. She seemed to revel in the control she had over him, each step toward their destination a reminder of the power she wielded.
As they entered the main hall, Ino called out, her voice sharp and commanding. "Hinata!"
A moment later, Hinata appeared from the shadows, her head bowed slightly in deference to her mistress. Her soft footsteps echoed in the grand hall as she approached, her pale eyes flickering briefly toward Naruto before quickly averting them, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment.
"Yes, Ino-sama?" Hinata said softly, her voice barely above a whisper.
Ino's smile widened as she released Naruto's hand, her eyes gleaming with amusement. "Prepare my special attire," she commanded, her tone leaving no room for hesitation. "You know the one—the outfit I only wear when I'm expecting a **man** at home."
Hinata's face flushed even deeper, but she nodded quickly. "Yes, Ino-sama," she said, her voice trembling slightly. She turned and hurried down the hall, disappearing into the mansion's many rooms to fetch the attire that Ino had requested.
Naruto's heart skipped a beat at Ino's words. **Special attire? What is she planning?** His thoughts raced with anxiety, but he didn't have time to dwell on it for long. Ino turned back to him, her smile widening as she motioned for him to follow her into the lavish sitting room.
"Sit," she commanded, pointing to a plush chair near the fireplace. Her voice was smooth but held an edge of danger, a constant reminder of her authority.
Naruto hesitated for a moment, his heart pounding in his chest, but he quickly did as he was told. He sat down, his body tense as he tried to make sense of everything that was happening. **What does she want from me? Why am I here?**
Ino crossed the room gracefully, her hips swaying with every step as she approached him. Her eyes never left his face, her gaze piercing and intense. When she reached him, she leaned down, grabbing his chin with a firm grip and tilting his head upward so that he was forced to look into her eyes.
"Look at me," she commanded, her voice low but commanding.
Naruto's breath caught in his throat as he stared up at her, his face flushed with embarrassment. Her cold, blue eyes bore into his, filled with amusement and something darker, more dangerous.
"You don't understand how lucky you are, do you?" Ino whispered, her lips curling into a wicked smile. "You have no idea how many men I've been with—how many have come and gone, using me for their own pleasure and then leaving. But I didn't let them get away with it, Naruto. Oh no," she continued, her voice dripping with malice. "I destroyed them. I ruined their lives, their futures, everything they had. Because no one uses me without paying the price."
Naruto's heart raced, his mind swirling with confusion and fear. **Why is she telling me this? What does she want from me?**
Ino's smile widened as she watched his reaction, clearly enjoying the fear in his eyes. She reached into the folds of her gown and pulled out a sleek, black pistol, the same one she had threatened him with earlier. She held it in her hand, letting it gleam in the dim light of the room as she twirled it between her fingers.
"You," she said softly, her voice almost purring, "you're different. You're staying. You won't leave me, will you, Naruto?"
Naruto swallowed hard, his throat dry as he struggled to find his voice. "N-No," he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper.
Ino's smile widened, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction. She leaned in closer, her lips brushing against his ear as she whispered, "Good. Because if you ever do try to leave me, I'll make sure you suffer more than any of the others."
Naruto's heart pounded in his chest, his mind racing with fear. He could feel the cold metal of the pistol against his skin, a constant reminder of the danger he was in. **I can't escape. There's no way out.**
Ino pulled back slightly, her fingers still gripping his chin as she forced him to look at her. "You're a beautiful boy, Naruto," she said softly, her voice laced with amusement. "Too beautiful to waste on some poor, pathetic girl. You deserve a woman of power, a woman like me. And you're mine now. All mine."
Naruto's face flushed a deep shade of red as her words sank in. **What does she see in me? Why am I here?** His mind was a whirlwind of confusion, but he didn't dare speak.
Before he could respond, there was a soft knock on the door, and Hinata stepped into the room, her face flushed with embarrassment. She bowed her head slightly as she spoke, her voice trembling. "I-Ino-sama, the... the outfit you requested is ready."
Ino's smile widened, her eyes gleaming with anticipation. She turned to Naruto, her fingers still lightly tracing the edge of the pistol as she spoke. "Go to our room, Naruto," she commanded, her voice sharp. "Take off your clothes and wait for me there. I'll be along shortly... with a surprise."
Naruto's heart skipped a beat at her words. **Wait for her? In the bedroom?** His face flushed with embarrassment, but he knew better than to disobey. He stood up quickly, his legs shaking as he nodded.
"Yes, Ino-sama," he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper.
Ino's smile widened
as she watched him. "Good boy," she purred. "Now go. I'll be there soon."
Naruto turned and hurried out of the room, his heart pounding in his chest. His mind was racing with anxiety, but he knew he had no choice. He made his way through the long, dark hallways of the mansion, his footsteps echoing in the silence. **What is she planning? What does she want from me?**
When he reached the bedroom, he hesitated for a moment, his hand trembling as he reached for the door. **I don't want to do this. I don't want to be here.** But he knew he couldn't refuse her. He had signed the contract, agreed to this life. There was no turning back now.
He stepped into the room, his heart racing as he glanced around. The room was just as grand and intimidating as the rest of the mansion, with a massive, king-sized bed draped in silk sheets and soft, warm lighting casting a dim glow over the space. The air was thick with tension, and Naruto's stomach churned with nervousness.
**I have to do this,** he thought to himself, his hands trembling as he began to undress. His mind was spinning, his thoughts racing with fear and confusion. **What does she want from me?**
As he removed his clothes, his face flushed with embarrassment. He couldn't believe he was doing this—stripping down in a strange mansion, waiting for a woman he barely knew to join him. But he had no choice. He had signed away his freedom, agreed to this life. **There's no way out.**
Once he was undressed, he sat down on the edge of the bed, his heart pounding in his chest as he stared at the door, waiting. The seconds seemed to stretch into eternity, each passing moment only heightening his anxiety.
Then, after what felt like an eternity, the door creaked open.
Naruto's breath caught in his throat as Ino stepped into the room. She was dressed in a stunning, provocative outfit—something Naruto had never seen before. The black lace clung to her curves, barely covering her as she moved gracefully toward him. Her blonde hair cascaded over her shoulders, and the wicked smile on her lips sent a shiver down Naruto's spine.
She twirled the pistol in her hand, her eyes gleaming with amusement as she approached him. "I hope you're ready, Naruto," she said softly, her voice low and dangerous. "Tonight is your first night as my husband. And I expect you to be obedient
"Hello Naruto," she said, her voice dripping with seduction. "I was curious."
Naruto's heart raced as Ino's words flooded him. He couldn't help but be entranced by her beauty and charm, his shyness giving way to his inner submission.
"You are a very special discovery, Naruto," she continued, her eyes tracing the contours of his body. "And I am eager to explore what makes you different from the others I have collected."
Her hands reached for his pants, unzipping them with a deft flick of her fingers. When she revealed Naruto's member, her eyes widened in surprise at the impressive size of it.
"Oh," she said in a voice filled with disbelief. "Naruto, you are much bigger than I expected."
He blushed, his shyness taking over him once again as Ino's gaze made him feel exposed. But instead of backing away, he surrendered to her will, allowing her to explore and enjoy his body.
the end