Tsunade had completely forgotten about meeting with these three. Luckily, the genjutsu in her office would prevent the women from sensing Kusaki's smell or chakra signature, even if Tsume and Kurenai were kunoichi.

Tsunade smiled and began chit chat.

"Well ladies, how have you been.....?"

As Tsunade chatted with her three friends, she wrote a note, pretending it was work, and passed it on the floor to Kusaki.

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For his part, Kusaki was near tears. He had already gotten used to the idea of being the Hokage's bitch, so long as nobody knew about it. If these women sensed him, he would be the laughingstock of the entire village! He was still lapping up Tsunade's soles like a whipped puppy when two things happened at once: Tsunade plunged her big toe into his mouth, so Kusaki sucked it, bobbing his head up and down, trying not to think about how much this felt like giving a blowjob.

Second he noticed Tsunade had dropped a note on the floor. She dlid her toe from his mouth and placed the other four in, allowing him to slurp them all at once. (Above the table, the three ladies were remarking on Tsunade's good mood) He picked up the note, still tasting Lady Tsunade's toes, and read the following.....

Footboy,

Hope you're doing well under there! I must say you are a high class foot slave. Most guys only have to do this for a few minutes but I think you might just be permanent foot bitch material!

I'm going to assume you don't want to get caught, so I'll cut you a deal.

If you don't want me to expose you, I want you too lean out from under the table and lick one of my friends sandals. She might notice you but hell, it's your only hope. Hop to it!

Kusaki was sweating bullets as he looked at the three pairs of feet next to each other.
He saw one with creamy, red painted toes on the right. One with long toes and sharpened orange toenails in the middle, and a pair of feet on the left with dark brown toenails and a small amount of dirt on the undersides.

Kusaki gulped inaudibly, and crwled toward his doom.