Ino let out a sigh of contentment as Naruto continued to rub her feet. There was something about having the most powerful shinobi in the village doing something so menial that was intoxicating. His will had bent so easily. "That's good for now, Naruto," she said as she curled her toes, "Now, I want you to kiss and lick my feet. Don't argue or try anything, or else I'll stand on your face and force you to do it. I'm giving you a chance to do this without me hurting you. Don't make me regret this, understand?"
He understood that he didn't have a choice. One way or another, he was going to be putting his tongue and lips to work on her feet. Ino presented in the form of a favor, but that was a cheap illusion. The reality was that either way he would be servicing her feet either way. Still, he'd rather not have another trampling experience if he could help it. "I understand, Ino-Sama," he nodded as he repositioned himself to lay before her feet.
"Funny how you say you don't like this, but you fall in line so quickly," Ino smirked as she leaned back to relax further, "You've got a natural subservient tone, and I haven't even had to get onto you. Whatever you need to tell yourself, I guess. Go on, get to work, Naruto."
Naruto nodded again and started with her left foot. He planted light and lingering kisses along her soles, and took his time like Shizune had taught him. Ino's tone wasn't callous, or even spiteful. She seemed to be making a genuine observation, and one that again made him question himself. Was this simply training and conditioning, or was there some part of him that needed this? It was a troublesome question, and one that he couldn't believe he was even considering. Still, it was one that occupied his mind as he kissed along Ino's foot. The only distraction was the salty taste of sweat and the smell of her unwashed feet. Yet, even that seemed to be something he was growing accustomed to. The taste was unpleasant, the sweat burned his throat whenever he would inevitably lick, and it was wholly and entirely humiliating.
He'd spent enough time at the feet of Lady Shizune to know when it was time to transition from kissing to licking by now. If Ino objected, she would correct him, but he'd found anticipating needs worked better to save him potential ire and agony. He'd made his rounds with his lips, and he moved down to her heel to start properly worshiping. Ino let out a slight giggle as his tongue ran up her foot. A sweet sound that permeated his mind with a slight sense of peace. It was odd how such things could be pleasing in the face of such degrading moments. It was a fact that added fuel to his growing confusion. Her laughter did little to eclipse the foul taste of her foot, though. Up and down, again and again, Naruto meticulously cleaned every inch of her sole. Beads of fresh sweat formed and married with his own saliva in a horrendous union.
"You know something, Naruto?" Ino asked, thinking aloud as he continued licking, "I'm not really that surprised to find that you're so good at this. You were pathetic as a kid, an idiot growing up, but you were always so strong. The problem was always that you never had discipline. That was why Kakashi, Sasuke, and even Sakura led most of your missions. You're strong, yeah, but you need someone giving you direction. As long as you've got that, the sky's the limit for you. Don't forget my toes, Naruto. Make sure you get in between them."
"Yes, Ino-Sama," Naruto acknowledged her command and moved into position.
Once again, her tone wasn't hateful or spiteful, but rather more observant. Was she right? He'd fought and worked so hard to get where he was, to break away from the child he'd been for so long. Was the progress he believed he'd made really just a lie he'd chosen to believe? No, it couldn't be true. He'd deny it until he was blue in the face, but then why was this so easy for him to fall into place? It had to be because Shizune had brutalized him for so long, right? This wasn't who he was, this wasn't the type of man he'd grown into.
His tongue slid between her toes, and he had to choke down his immediate disgust. The sweat on her soles was nothing compared to what lay between her toes. It was thicker, more pungent, and somehow burned more as it ran down his throat. It was truly sickening, and he shuddered involuntarily in revulsion. More debris rested between them too, and that meant his tongue was coated in another layer of filth. Choking down his gag-reflex, Naruto powered through his task. It had to end eventually. That was what he told himself. Ino giggled and curled her toes without meaning to, and inadvertently pinched his tongue. He knew better than to pull away, though. She released him after a few seconds, and Naruto resumed his duties.
Ino laid her head back as Naruto worked his way between her toes. Kami above, this felt amazing. Maybe she could get Shikamaru to do this for her. Then again, that lay-out would probably do a half-assed job. Naruto, though, he was so eager to please. Perhaps she could convince Shizune and Lady Tsunade to let her have a turn. She'd heard how rough Shizune was with him from Sakura, and Ino's head was swimming with ideas for fun things to try. How could she get the most out of the strongest shinobi in the Leaf? Shizune clearly used a firm hand, but perhaps a blend of hard and soft would work better. Punishing bad behavior went without question, but dangling a carrot at the end of a stick might not hurt. Some praise here, encouragement there, and punishments to keep him in line and reinforce his position.
Naruto finished cleaning the space between Ino's toes, and he pulled away just slightly to await further instruction. "Hmm, not bad, Naruto," Ino said, "You've still got one more to do, though. What are you waiting for?"
"Just making sure you're ready for me to move on, Ino-Sama," Naruto replied, instinct taking over before he could stop himself.
"Waiting to make sure that I'm happy," Ino smiled smugly, "And you say you're not into this stuff. Hmph, regardless, I'm satisfied with this one. Good boy for wanting to make sure. Go on, get to the other one."
Naruto sighed as he scooted over to her right foot to begin anew. At least she'd complimented him, but that didn't diminish his task at hand. Starting from scratch and square one, Naruto began planting kisses along her bare foot. Ino's sigh of contentment combined with the birds chirping overhead almost gave him a strange sense of peace. He wasn't being beaten, and his current tormentor seemed happy enough. It was sad that this was considered a win in his book these days, but it was still a small victory. He kissed along her soles, taking time to ensure he didn't miss an inch. It would be over soon enough, at least that was his hope.
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