Ino was waiting outside her door naked. Wait... what? Sakura had to do a double take. Sure enough, Ino was stark naked. A massive blush painted the usually proud blonde girl's face as she danced in place; her hands behind her back. Sakura could see Ino's uncovered tits and light bush down below. She tightened her towel, the only thing stopping her from being just as naked as Ino.
"Sakura! Thank god you're home! I didn't know where else to go. You gotta let me in! People are staring!" Ino pleaded. Sure enough Sakura peeked around Ino to see people staring shamelessly on the street at Ino's predicament.
"Sure, come in." Sakura said simply, but she could have said she was giving Ino a million dollars based on the look of gratitude on Ino's red face. As Ino passed inside, Sakura looked to see her hands were bound together by a thin but long piece of rope; which explained why Ino wasn't covering up even though she was clearly humiliated. Sakura closed the door and turned back to Ino, who had sat down on the couch. Both girls sat in an awkward silence, each wanted to go get dressed but staying in the living room nonetheless.
A sudden noise from above told Sakura that her parents were awake. A hurry overtook both girls and they dashed upstairs, narrowly avoiding Sakura's Dad on his way to the bathroom, and into the privacy of Sakura's room. Ino sat down on the bed. Sakura moved over and began to try and untie Ino's bonds, but nothing she did worked. Ino stared at the floor the entire time, heat gushing from her face.
Sakura was the first to speak. "Ino, what happened?
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