Trainer

Chapter Two:

Ino was caught in a hopeless situation with not a single idea on how to get out of it. She couldn’t leave the room the door was locked from the outside, the window was too small to climb through not to mention her lack of clothes and if she called for Hinata, Neji or Hinabi there was no guarantee she would be heard or even helped. So she grit her teeth as she leaned against the wall with her thighs pressed tightly together and her fingers cupping her sex.

She had been awake for hours and was feeling the need to pee worse than ever. It hurt so much it felt like she would explode any second, she ignored the pain for the most part until her stomach started to cramp in rebellion. With a strangled yelp Ino felt the dam break and the urine flow unrestrained from her body onto the pillows as she tried to scramble off of them and the cold tiled floor where she had landed. The acrid smell of urine permeated the air making Ino ball her fist and fight back tears.

This was unfair! The humiliation she had suffered already was more than she could bear, when Hinata had stripped and waxed her she had been ashamed of her nude body and how unfit she found it. In the bathroom when she had refused to take the enemas willingly Hinata nodded dragged Ino behind her sat on a stool draped the girl over her lap and proceeded to spank the blonde with a bath brush before filling her with water and holding her in place until she begged to be released to the toilet. The entire enema episode was repeated between each of her nine cleanings. Now she was sitting in a puddle of her urine waiting for her next punishment.

Somewhere towards the end of those musings the door had been unlocked and was now being swung open by the master of the house. Hinata flipped up the light switch and looked around. Ino saw the younger girl wrinkle her nose before she averted her gaze to the puddle that surrounded her.

Hinata’s foot falls echoed through the room seemingly louder with every step. “Ino,”

The girl flinched and bit her lip to control the sobs that were fighting their way out. She was going to tell her that she was disgusting that she should be ashamed of her self that she really was a pig like her name implied. Dark blue eyes closed when she felt the cool voice glide over her.

“Come, follow me.”

Wordlessly, Ino followed head bowed trying her best to cover her body with her arms and fought not to scratch the places where the urine began to dry and make her itch. She followed her host to the bathroom and looked around the lavish room. It was built like an indoor hot spring there were large rocks that had been turned into sanded smooth peaks and a few shrubs around the heated pool. On the side she was standing were stools baskets and showerheads.

Hinata strode over to the farthest washing station and stopped in front of her male charge who Ino had just taken notice to. “Kneel there, Ino. Legs spread arms up and hands behind you neck. Good girl, I’ll be with you in a minute.”

Ino followed her instructions and kneeled. The warm damp air made her itch and sweat. She longed to cover herself and hide her breast from view because she hated being so open and exposed but didn’t dare move. Blue eyes took in the scene not to far from them, bewildered by the control that was being displayed.

Neji was kneeling in the same position that Ino had adopted, Hinata had finished blowing the final piece of his hair pin straight before she grabbed his half hard length and slowly pumped it to full mast. Neji’s breaths became little moans or pants and Hinata stopped securing a leather band at the root of the organ. “Go wake up Sakura darling, I might see to this later.” Her hand ghosted over the sensitive organ as she looked into his quickly reddening face. “When I‘m done with my girls of coarse.”

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For the first time in years Ino though of her mother and how ruthlessly she would have beaten her for an accident. If the beatings she had gotten as a child were bad, the one tat was sure to come would probably be at least five times worse. She was disgusting-- a complete and total pig. Ino’s stomach quivered and tears began to prickle behind her eyes when she heard Hinata’s foot steps approached. The blonde squeezed her eyes shut tightly and waited for the reprimand instead she felt a soft hand under her chin.

“Ino Chan, Open your eyes.” Ino slowly allowed her eyes to flutter open to meet with Hinata’s own white orbs. “There is no need to cry, after breakfast you’ll clean up the mess you made and go on with life.”

A warm damp cloth traced over Ino’s face clearing the tears away effortlessly. “Thank you Hinata.”

“One lash.” The heiress vice rang through the room clearly.

Ino’s eyes widened and she turned back to look at Hinata who had just slipped the ponytail holder out of her hair. “I don’t understand Hinata what did I do wrong?”

“Two lashes and before you earn your third let me tell you--I do not enjoy repeating my self Ino. I told you yesterday how to address me.” The shampoo squirted into Hinata’s waiting palm. “Tilt your head back Ino.”

Ino did as she was told with out hesitation not wanting to earn and extra punishment. Those hands felt wonderful in her hair, the way they massage and lightly scratched her head was addicting. The blonde nearly whined when Hinata pulled her hands away to grab the bath hose to rinse away the suds.

Ino struggled to stay in position as Hinata washed her thoroughly humming as she worked. The sudsy cloth rubbed over her shoulders where Hinata rubbed firmly to get out all of the kinks from stress and Ino’s ninja lifestyle. When the cloth was run over Ino’s breast she shuttered and watched as Hinata continued down to her unprotected folds sweeping along the inside of and continuing down her thighs.

By the time Hinata had finished rinsed off all traces of soap Ino was panting heavily, her stomach burned and her body was shaking in need. It took ever ounce of self control Ino had to keep her from to the rub her thighs together and to keep her fingers laced behind her neck and away from her sex.

“Very good, Ino.”

Hinata’s words of praise made Ino twitching fingers still. How long had it been since she heard those words? Her mother hated her and believed that all Ino did was wrong and her father no matter how much he loved her was never around long enough to see her do anything worthy of praise.

As she used a spray bottle to coat the girl in a thin layer of lavender body oil Hinata looked appreciatively at Ino’s naked body. Although it was nothing like her own ridiculously curvy frame it was attractive nonetheless. Ino’s hair was long enough to touch the small of her back and was so blonde that sometimes it looked white. Another attractive feature was Ino’s face, it was rounded with a healthy flush that made her youth apparent. To tie it all together were the perfectly shaped and colored blue eyes that looked beautiful when glossed with sheen of tears. Ino’s neck was slender, her shoulders rounded her breast were probably a B cup but suited her well with pale pink nipples that were jutting out. Ino’s stomach was absolutely flat giving no indication of the muscle she knew the girl possessed. Wide hips eventually gave way to a rounded, bubbly and perky butt that poked out just enough to accentuate the slope of the blonde’s back.

With a smile Hinata began a proper exploration of Ino’s body. Tugging and pinching at those two pebble hard nubs made Ino’s butt met her claves in a seated position and her back arch up. “Three lashes. I did not give you permission to move, Ino.”

“I’m sorry Hi-Hinata-”

“Four.”

Ino felt the tears slip out of her eyes and roll down her cheeks as she shuttered in pleasure as Hinata worked the scented oil into her breast rubbing slightly callous thumbs over those perky nubs. It felt so good and distracted her from the light stinging of her ass. “I’m sorry Hinata-s-sama.”

“I’ll add Eight if you don’t lift your ass right this second!”

The brunet moved her hands to Ino’s sides rubbing the oil into the other girl’s skin in smooth sensual circles. Ino struggled to comply in a timely manner but is was so hard when her legs quivered under Hinata’s masterful touch.

“And you’re now at twelve lashes Ino. Lift up now. I’ll double the number for every time I repeat my self.”

Ino moaned pitifully when Hinata pulled her hands away and lifted herself back into position. This was nothing short of cruel, the blonde decided as she felt Hinata’s finger glide over her back working out any tension, those same magical hands were rubbing and groping at Ino’s ass making her bite back a whine of discomfort.

Hinata straddled Ino’s calves and wrapped an arm around the tiny waist of the other girl before pulling her close. Hinata’s warm damp tongue traced the shell of Ino’s ear making her squirm in pleasure. “Ino-chan you lean against me if you need to but I don’t expect you to break your poison, if you do I will double your punishment.“

“Hai, Hinata-sama.”

“Good girl.”

Hinata spread Ino’s lower lips with her thumb and pinky exposing the wet niche to the world. Ino was already panting by the time her mistress traced the entrance with her index finger. The slow pace was torture and Ino was shaking everywhere. The arm around her waist held her still enough for it’s hand to enter her deeply and keep a steady pace while the other played with her nipples. Harsh pants ripped through the girl’s body as she leaned heavily on Hinata. And ground herself into that inviting pleasure bringing hand in an attempt to get more into her. Hinata obliged pushing her finger into that soft core deeper and faster dragging mewls of pleasure from Ino’s throat.

Hinata smirked as she felt Ino’s inner walls clench around her fingers she withdrew her hand from Ino and pulled away from the girl before standing she tugged one of Ino’s nipples once more. Ino’s ragged pants echoed through the room as Hinata washed her hands.

Thick fat tears rolled down Ino’s cheeks as she lowered her herseld and drew her legs together grinding her hips together in the hopes of gaining enough friction to satisfy her body’s need to release. “Hinata- please! Please!”

“Ass up Ino.” Ino hiccupped as she raised her hips once more. “Twenty five lashes.”

Hinata wiped her hands on a fluffy towel and reached over for the blower dryer. Ino’s sobs rang through the room for almost twenty minutes as Hinata dried her hair and paid no attention to any of her new slave’s begging. Once Ino’s hair was dry Hinata wove all of it into a tight single braid. Hinata turned and rifled through a draw near the vanity and pulled out a purple ribbon and a purple leather collar with a silver cat bell dangling from it. Ino was completely still as the collar was secured around her pale neck.

“You will go to the play room clean up your mess and throw the pillow in the washing machine. Once you’re done with that wash your self up, hands and face, then help Neji in the kitchen. Stand, you’re dismissed.”

“Yes ma’am…”

Ino left the bathroom naked aroused and oddly enough happy.



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Woo sorry that took s long i had some extreme mental blockage and that was most certainly not fun. Well there is Code 1/45 - HJ - Hand Job or fingering. Next up... sakura and the code will be- well honestly, I'm not really sure, but I'll try to be quick about it.


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