Teaching Relationships

All four teachers met the next day in Tsunade’s office. Just before Tsunade shared her thoughts, her jaw dropped slightly at the sight of Kurenai. The kind, patient teacher was dressed to kill. Her hair was pulled up into a loose bun, exposing her pale throat. And her body was covered only by a short, flirty golden skirt and a black t-shirt with a deep scoop neck revealing more of her cleavage than anyone who hadn’t slept with her had ever seen. Asuma followed Tsunade’s gaze and then chuckled.



“I think Kurenai truly enjoys this new job of ours. She’s never been easier to get naked than she is lately,” he said laughing.



Although Kurenai frowned and elbowed her boyfriend, she made no move to deny it. And judging by the looks around the room, she may not have been the only one to feel that way.



“Well, our students are also quite pleased. Shizune and Sasuke thanked me directly. And Iruka and Ino both thanked Kurenai and Asuma, as I have heard. So, do we believe it is a good idea to continue our work?” Tsunade asked.



“Yes. We were successful with both couples so far, so I see no reason not to continue. And I think Anko would like to finally be included,” Kurenai replied.



“Yes. I would. And I’ve researched the couples myself and have my own ideas about how to continue. Shall we discuss it?” Anko said excitedly.



“Well, which people do we have left to help of our original group?” Asuma asked.



“Sakura, Temari, Hinata, and TenTen,” Tsunade replied.



“I believe that Hinata needs someone forceful, but who will not intimidate her,” Kurenai said. “Asuma and Anko would not work for her. And I am her group leader, so she would be just as uncomfortable with me. Tsunade should work with her.”



“I agree. And I think that TenTen and Temari need people who are more forceful, so I think they’d be best with Asuma or Anko,” Tsunade said.



“I’d like to try working with TenTen,” Anko offered.



“And what about Sakura?” Kurenai asked.



“Well, she seems most uncomfortable with men, so Asuma is out. And she is my student, so I don’t think she’ll be comfortable enough with me. Kurenai, Anko, the two of you can discuss who will work with her,” Tsunade stated.



Suddenly Kurenai smiled. “Perhaps we should check in and see if there is more work to be done with our original couples first. I have a feeling that they may be of more use to our program in the future.”



“Well, what do we think they might still need?”



“Ino has gained some confidence, but probably could still learn to be in more control. It seems like a perfect job for Anko. And Tsunade and Kurenai could meet with the one they didn’t meet with already,” Asuma suggested.





Two hours later, Anko arrived on Sasuke and Ino’s doorstep. As soon as the tall blonde opened the door, Anko grabbed her wrist and tugged her into the house, slamming the door behind them. At first, Ino looked ready to defend herself, but she relaxed slightly upon recognizing Anko.



“How can I help you Anko?” Ino asked.



“I spoke to Sasuke this afternoon,” Anko replied calmly while tugging Ino out toward the kitchen. “Which counter did he fuck you on?”



Not surprised, Ino pointed to the counter on the left of her sink. But then she smirked and murmured, “But, only the foreplay was there. He fucked me on the table.”



Appreciating her new confidence, Anko smiled at the younger girl. Then she pushed Ino up onto the counter and forced her knees apart. Since Ino was wearing a short purple skirt, her purple panties were exposed.



“I’m trying to get the mental picture in my head. I still don’t see you as that forward of a girl. One night with confidence doesn’t mean much,” Anko teased.



With an annoyed scoff, Ino crossed her legs and clasped her hands over her bare knee to lean forward toward Anko.



“I don’t need you to believe me. I only did any of this to please Sasuke. And he’s already pleased with the difference in me,” Ino snapped.



“And what if he could be more pleased?” Anko asked.



Ino frowned. “What are you proposing?”



“Let me continue what Asuma started. By the time I’m finished with you, Sasuke won’t be able to keep his hands off of you and you’ll be getting everything you’ve ever wanted.”



“And what do I have to do?” Ino asked skeptically.



“Just agree to work with me and do as I tell you.”



Both women stared each other down for awhile. But finally Ino smiled and hopped down from the counter.



“I’m in,” she said.



Not wasting any time, Anko grabbed Ino by the hand and pulled her down the hallway to her bathroom where the door was already open.



“Take a shower, dry off, and then wait in your room in a robe and nothing else. I’m going shopping, and we’ll begin when I return,” Anko commanded.





Across town, Iruka had been called in to meet with the Hokage. Nervously, he rushed up the stairs and straight to her office, afraid of what she would do if he was late. But, when Iruka arrived, Tsunade was waiting for him in the hallway. After motioning for him to follow, she led him down the hallway and into her own personal library.



“How are things with you and Shizune?” she asked as she shuffled through some books.



“Much better. Thank you for your help, by the way. Shizune told me that she met with you,” Iruka replied shyly.



“And things have gone well?”



“Yes. We’ve both gained some perspective and some confidence.”



“So, all your problems are solved?”



Without turning around to look at him, Tsunade sensed Iruka’s hesitation. Putting on her best concerned smile, she turned to look at the jounin behind her.



“Is something still wrong?” she asked.



Iruka blushed, but whispered, “We both are more comfortable together, but I just wish I was more comfortable taking control. I know Shizune would like it – she told me she would. I just can’t seem to get the courage to tell her what to do.”



Suddenly, Tsunade grinned. “I can fix that for you,” she said confidently.



“You…can?”



“If you’ll let me.”



As soon as Iruka nodded his approval, Tsunade grabbed his shaking hand and pulled him over to a corner of the library where there was an empty table surrounded by walls of books.



“Now Iruka, this is really rather simple. Both you and Shizune want the same thing, so all you really need to do is give yourselves what you want. I will be Shizune. All you need to do is tell me what you want me to do. Or better yet, just do what you want with me,” Tsunade said.



“But, Hokage…” Iruka murmured.



“Here, I’ll make this easier for you.”



Tsunade transformed into Shizune wearing a thick gray robe. And since she knew Shizune so well, she easily took on her shy, nervous personality. Immediately she backed up slightly from Iruka and blushed.



“I-Iruka,” she stammered. “Wh-what are you doing here?”



Also blushing, Iruka murmured, “I wanted to see you.”



“But, I’m working! Oh, if Tsunade catches us…”



The fake Shizune looked around frantically and began to look ready to scurry away. But, Iruka grabbed her arm and stepped in closer to her.



“Shizune, calm down. I’ll leave before Tsunade ever knows that I was here,” he said.



“Iruka, it’s sweet of you to come by, but I have a lot of work to do.”



“Please Shizune, just forget about your work for awhile!”



Sighing, Tsunade turned her back on Iruka and began to dig through some of the books on the shelf. “I’m sorry Iruka, but I’m busy,” she insisted.



While Iruka stood in silence behind her, Tsunade felt a bit sorry for him. The poor man had no idea how to deal with Shizune.



Without turning around she whispered, “I’ll help you a bit Iruka. I’ve known Shizune for years now, and I know exactly how she behaves. You may find yourself in a situation just like this one, but you merely have to force her to listen to you. Shizune gets distracted by her work easily, but once she knows you won’t give up, she’ll pay attention to you. All she needs is some strong words, or a firm kiss, or a nice spank on the ass.”



Getting back into character, Tsunade turned around to face Iruka and forced herself to look exhausted. “Please Iruka, I’ll call you later. I have to go,” she said.



Then she began to rush away from their hidden corner of the library. But, just as she passed Iruka, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her firmly back into his chest. With his arms wrapped tightly around her, he stared down into her surprised eyes.



“Shizune, you will stay right here until I tell you that you can leave,” Iruka commanded.



“O-okay,” she whispered in reply.



Although Tsunade was glad that Iruka had taken some control, she could tell that he had no clue how to continue.



She prompted him with, “Well…what do you want?”



“Um…” Iruka blushed and looked down away from her.



“Look Iruka, if you’re not going to do anything, I have to get back to work!” Tsunade made Shizune’s voice sound annoyed.



“But…”



When Iruka didn’t try anything else, Tsunade pulled out of his arms and began to walk away again. This time, Iruka was more frustrated, so he grabbed her wrist more tightly and shoved her face first into one of the walls of books. He was gentle, but held her firmly against the books. Then he pressed his body against her back and kissed her throat.



“Don’t walk away from me again Shizune,” he warned.



“Like you could stop me,” Tsunade teased.



Then she shoved Iruka back and began to walk away again. This time, Iruka forgot all his fear and grabbed her by one small, pale wrist. Then he flipped her over easily so that her back landed on the table. He grinned as he stood in front of her and tugged her legs down the table until they hung off of it at both his sides. She sat up slowly so that they were eye to eye and giggled as Iruka hugged her tightly to him, lining up their torsos perfectly.



“Tsunade, I understand now. We don’t need to take this any farther. I know what to do when I see Shizune tonight,” he said.





Kurenai had met Shizune at her house and the two had easily started to talk. And soon, Kurenai moved the conversation to the topic she had come for.



“And how’s Iruka?” Kurenai asked.



“You know, you didn’t have to wait all this time to ask me. I know Tsunade well enough to know why you were here,” Shizune replied.



“Yes, I thought you might. Then, you won’t mind if I cut to the chase. Have things improved since we met with both of you?”



“Yes.”



“But, is there more to be improved?”



“I’m sure that you’ve sent someone to meet with Iruka, and he will tell them that he wants to be able to take control. And since I assume you’re here to work with me, all I really want is to make it easier for him take control.”



Kurenai only smiled. “I have a few ideas for that. I only ask two things of you. First, let me have a look at your closet. After that, just do as I instruct,” she said.



Shizune led the other woman to her closet and watched her as she dug through the clothes, humming to herself. Finally, Kurenai pulled out a few things and handed them to Shizune.



“That’s what you should wear tonight. Just add some cute white panties and thigh-highs and you’ll be all set. Now, I’ll teach you how to behave. Pretend you are Iruka,” Kurenai said.



Then Kurenai sat down on the edge of the bed and crossed her legs. With an innocent smile, she brushed her hair over her shoulder and looked up admiringly at Shizune.



“Hello Iruka,” she said softly.



Shizune smirked. “You look nice…Shizune,” she replied.



“Do you want me to get you anything?” Kurenai asked, rising from the bed.



“Just come here.”



Kurenai slowly approached Shizune and smiled when the other woman pulled her in close for a hug.



“So, how was your mission?” Kurenai asked.



“I don’t want to talk about that now,” Shizune replied.



“Oh.” Kurenai backed up and began to fiddle with the bottom of her shirt. “Well, Tsunade had me running all over the place today. She…”



“Shizune, be quiet.” Shizune commanded.



“Wh-what?” Kurenai whispered.



“We can talk about work later.”



“O-okay. What do you want to talk about?”



Kurenai twirled her hair around one finger and looked suggestively down at Shizune’s waist. With a smirk, Shizune leaned back against the wall behind her.



“Turn around,” Shizune commanded.



Kurenai blushed, but turned around slowly and looked over her shoulder at Shizune. With a flirtatious giggle, she bent forward slightly so that her skirt rose a few inches up the back of her thighs.



“Do you see where I’m going with this?” Kurenai asked more seriously.



“Yes. I can handle this, thank you,” Shizune replied.





When Anko returned to Ino’s house, she found the girl waiting just as she had asked – with wet hair, covered only by a thin bathrobe, and sitting at the edge of her bed. Anko placed her bags on a nearby chair and pulled out a few piles of clothes. She tossed some of them to Ino and dropped the rest on top of the dresser next to her.



“Change into those. I’m going to get dressed,” Anko said firmly.



Then with no shyness, Anko began to strip out of her clothes. While Ino watched, Anko stripped down to her black bra and panties. Then she dropped her bra to the floor and turned to glare at Ino.



“I told you to get dressed!” she snapped. “You can stare at me naked later.”



Frowning, Ino turned her back on Anko and began to get change into her new outfit also. Once both women were dressed, they turned slowly to face each other. Ino was dressed in a sexy red corset dress with her hair pulled up in a long ponytail. Anko was dressed in a black leather skirt and bra with black thigh highs. Smiling, Anko dumped the rest of her bags onto the bed and motioned for Ino to come stand beside her. They surveyed the objects on the bed – a black whip, a thick purple dildo, a pinky-sized vibrator, a few feet of nylon rope, five silk scarves, and a long metal bar with handcuffs attached to it and bent edges.



“What’s that?” Ino asked, pointing to the metal bar.



“I’ll show you,” Anko replied.



She grabbed the bar and carried it over to Ino’s bedroom door. The confused blonde watched as Anko hooked the bar over the top of the door and slammed the door shut. Once it was on the door, Ino could tell that it was used to handcuff someone’s hands above their head.



“Oh,” Ino whispered.



“Any other questions?” Anko asked.



“…What are we doing with all of this?”



“Well, that will be up to you…if you can handle me that is.”



“What do you mean?”



“Well, your problem is not being able to control Sasuke. And if you haven’t noticed, he and I are quite similar. And believe me, someone who is in charge all the time, likes the control to be taken away once in awhile in the bedroom. So, he’ll love it if you can take full control of him and make him do everything you ask of him.”



“I know that, Anko. He’s told me that himself. But, it’s a matter of doing it that’s the problem for me.”



“Yes, I understand that. And that’s where I come in.” Anko grinned menacingly. “If you can manage to control me, someone who has no emotional attachment to you, then you should have no trouble controlling your boyfriend.”



“And what do you have in mind?”



“You and I are going to fight for control tonight. Once you get me to make you orgasm three times, then I’ll stop.”



While Ino thought it over, Anko looked back over the objects she placed on the bed. Her eyes sparkled with excitement as she turned back toward Ino.



“So, are you ready for the challenge?” Anko prompted.



“I don’t see any downside to me orgasming three times in one night,” Ino replied.



Suddenly Anko grabbed Ino and shoved her back against the wall. Slipping one hand up under the edge of Ino’s skirt, Anko gripped her ass firmly.



“This is not going to be easy for you. Now, get down on your knees,” she growled.



When Ino hesitated, Anko dug her fingers into her ass. Ino yelped and dropped to her knees to get away from Anko’s strong grasp on her.



“I’ve got no panties on under this skirt. So, how about you get to work?” she snapped.



When Ino didn’t immediately respond. Anko grabbed her by her hair and dragged her on her knees over to the bed. Anko sat down on the edge of the bed and thrust the tiny vibrator and thick dildo into Ino’s lap. Still holding Ino’s ponytail in one hand, Anko tugged her face in between her knees.



“It’s your choice how you make use of your tools, slut, but if something is not touching me in ten seconds, I’m going to whip that young ass of yours,” Anko growled.



Even though Ino frowned angrily, she was quick to lean forward and kiss the patch of hair between Anko’s thighs. Then she twirled her tongue through the hair until she found the small nub of nerves there. While she licked Anko’s clit slowly, she tried to think of the best way to gain control in her present situation.



After a couple minutes licking, Ino decided to stand up for herself. She slapped Anko’s hand out of her hair and then rose to her feet suddenly. Without even a slight pause, she grabbed Anko by the throat and threw her into the bedroom door. Then before Anko could recover, she hooked her into the sets of handcuffs above her head. Anko’s feet just barely touched the floor once she was all hooked up.



The older woman smirked. “What now, princess? You just want to lick me while I’m standing now?” Anko teased.



“Shut up!” Ino snapped.



With a strong grip, Ino turned Anko’s waist slightly and then slapped her hard on the ass. But, Anko only smiled and leaned back against the door again.



“Having me locked up doesn’t really put you in control, princess,” she teased.



“Don’t call me princess,” Ino warned.



“Okay…princess.”



Both women glared at each other in silence for a few moments. Then Ino glanced back toward the bed and tried to decide how to proceed. When Anko chuckled behind her, Ino spun back around angrily.



“What?” she shouted.



“How exactly am I going to make you orgasm up here?” Anko asked.



“Shut up!” Ino yelled.



“You know, you’re pathetic, princess. Even with me handcuffed to the door you can’t get me to do what you want.”



Furious, Ino grabbed a bunch of Anko’s objects and carried them over to let them sit on the dresser next to the door. Then she grabbed Anko’s bra, unhooked it, and let Anko’s large breasts explode out of the top of the bra. But, when Anko expected Ino to be rough, the young girl surprised her. She slipped one finger gently inside of Anko and bent down to nip softly at one of her nipples. Then before Anko knew it, the young woman in front of her was fucking her slowly with the purple dildo in her left hand and pressing the small vibrator to her clit with her right hand. And her warm lips and tongue kissed and licked their way across Anko’s breasts, concentrating on her two hard nipples.



Finally Anko began to moan and thrust her body forward into Ino’s hands and mouth. But, just as her orgasm began to build, Ino stepped back and put the vibrator and dildo back down on the dresser.



“Oh I’m sorry Anko, did you want something?” Ino teased.



“Ah, I see your game now, princess. But, I won’t be beaten that easily,” Anko growled.



“We’ll see.”



Grinning, Ino hopped up onto the edge of the dresser and spread her legs, exposing herself to Anko’s curious eyes.



“You know, if you make me orgasm, I’ll finish you off,” Ino offered.



“If you’re going to let me down, I can just finish myself off,” Anko snapped.



“Maybe. But, wouldn’t you rather have me down there between your legs? I’m sure my warm tongue will feel nicer than your own hand.”



While Anko seemed to consider the offer, Ino began to masturbate. Her long pale fingers disappeared inside of her as she moaned softly. Finally, Anko groaned and nodded her head.



“Okay, princess. I swear to take care of one orgasm for you if you’ll use that tongue of yours on me. But don’t feel too proud yet. That’s only one out of three,” Anko said.



Without any hesitation, Ino hopped happily off of the dresser and dropped to her knees in front of Anko. Then she quickly began to lap away at Anko’s clit. The older woman moaned loudly and bucked her hips, shoving herself hard against Ino’s mouth. But, the younger woman only grabbed Anko’s ass firmly in both hands and began to lick her faster.



And after barely more than a minute, Anko’s body shook with her orgasm and she moaned loudly. While her body was still shuddering, Ino unhooked her from the handcuffs and shoved her to the floor. Then she dropped down onto her back on the floor, grabbed Anko by the hair, and shoved her head down between her thighs.



“Use any method you want, just make me orgasm,” Ino commanded.



But, Anko didn’t need to be told. She sucked Ino’s clit between her lips and shoved two fingers deep inside of Ino. Then she began to pump her fingers in and out of Ino and began to lap eagerly at her engorged clit.





Across town, Shizune arrived at Iruka’s apartment wrapped in a long black coat. And when Iruka opened the door, he looked confused by her outfit. Smiling, Shizune untied the coat and opened it just enough to give Iruka a glimpse of her outfit. The young man grabbed Shizune by the arm and tugged her inside, slamming the door behind her. Before Shizune could speak, he tugged her coat off and tossed it at the wall behind him. Shizune only giggled flirtatiously as Iruka looked up and down her body. She was wearing a frilly white dress, white thigh-highs, and white heels. She slipped the heels off while Iruka watched, and then smiled up at him.



“Hey, Iruka,” she said softly.



“You look…great, Shizune,” he murmured.



“Thank you” she replied, giggling.



Then Iruka grabbed Shizune around her waist and shoved her back against the front door. He leaned down slowly and kissed his way down her exposed throat.



“What do you want me to do?” Shizune whispered suggestively.



Smiling, Iruka commanded, “Turn around.”



While Iruka backed away from her, Shizune turned her back on him and leaned forward slightly, sticking her butt out behind her. Iruka couldn’t help himself and ran his hand over the back of her white panties beneath her skirt. Then Shizune turned and smiled over her shoulder at him, waiting for his next command.



“Take them off,” Iruka commanded, eyeing her panties.



With a slight nod, Shizune slid her panties down her legs and stepped out of them. Then she leaned forward slightly back into the same position.



“Spread your legs,” Iruka said, lust filling his voice.



When Shizune widened her legs, Iruka moaned softly. Then he ran one finger between her legs, through her wetness, and forward to her clit.



“Get over here,” Iruka snapped.



Shizune stood and spun around quickly to face Iruka. Then she bit her lower lip cutely and leaned in toward him.



“What should I do?” she whispered shyly.



Iruka grabbed one of her small hands and held it to the front of his pants so she could feel his erection. Then he smiled and squeezed her hand.



“Get on your knees and do something about that,” he commanded.



Immediately, Shizune fell to her knees in front of him and tugged his pants and boxers down to the floor. As soon as Iruka kicked them away, Shizune took his full erection into her warm mouth. Iruka gasped and steadied himself by grabbing her head in both hands. Shizune sucked him deeper into her throat and grabbed his thighs in her hands.



But, after only ten minutes on her knees, Iruka grabbed Shizune and tugged her to her feet. Then he pushed her back toward the door.



“Stand the way you were before,” he said firmly.



Smiling, Shizune turned her back on Iruka and pushed her butt out toward him again. Iruka stepped up close behind her and pushed himself inside of her. Shizune gasped and fell forward, catching herself on the door. Iruka pushed her closer to the door and then pressed his hands firmly over her own. Then he began to thrust in and out of her while kissing the back of her neck. Shizune moaned softly, but was not as enthusiastic as Iruka had hoped. In an impulsive move, he grabbed the front of both of her thighs and lifted her body into the air. Then, with her hands pressed against the door in front of her and her legs parallel at Iruka’s sides, he began to pound into her. He was thrusting so hard, that Shizune was barely able to keep her hands on the door as she slammed forward time and time again.



“Oh, Iruka!” she yelled happily.