Naruto and his tickle harem

Ch.1: Introducing the harem, and their newest 'sister'.

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Temari still couldn't believe it. Even after the long journey from her homeland in Suna, to this forest-filled landscape, to the moonlit "stroll" to the private apartment. Most of the difficulty lay in the improbability of such an event happening to her.

After all, it wasn't everyday the daughter of a Kage got kidnapped right on the streets with no one looking, and impossible to imagine that you would ever take a ride in the back seat, hogtied lying on someone's lap while you were gagged and blindfolded.

But this was exactly the situation that Temari found herself in. Whisked right off the streets of Suna, on her way back home to her home after finishing her training for the day. A daily routine for her for the past few months, ever since her return from Konoha after the disaster that was the chunin exams.

What a time that was. And the defeat was only made worse by her village's failed joint invasion with the newly formed Otogakure. But the true icing on the cake was how lenient Konoha was about the whole thing...or at least, that's how they'd seemed.

Which was why it had been such a shock when, after her blindfold was removed, Temari's teal eyes were met with the sight of Konoha's Council Elders and they explained her situation.

"We've spoken with your village Elders, Lady Chiyo and her brother, and we've all come to the agreement that Suna must indeed pay for the damages Konoha has suffered under the weight of the failed invasion." The woman, Koharu, answered when Temari demanded to know why she'd been kidnapped.

"It has been decided that, our loss of the Third Hokage should receive repayment of equal weight." Danzo Shimura further informed her. "But since your father was murdered by Orochimaru, we've decided that you as his eldest child will serve in his place."

Hearing this bit of news frightened the teenage kunoichi. At only almost fifteen the pig-tailed blonde didn't want to die; she still had so much she wanted to do!

The elders must have noticed her fear, because they were quick to put them at ease...sort of.

"Oh, we don't intend to have you killed," Koharu answered with a wave of her hand, "that would be a complete waste of your beauty. No, we have brought you here become the newest member of our slave ring; we have many exotic beauties, but you'll be our first foreigner." The woman finished with, what Temari could only classify as, an excited smile. It made the blonde sick.

"What!?" She hollered loudly, hoping someone nearby would hear her out the window of the posh apartment she was in. "How can you expect me to accept this!?"

"Because," Danzo replied, "it has already been done."

"And what about my brother, did you forget about him?" Temari asked with a smug look on her face. "What do you think he'll do when he finds out his elder sister has been sold as a slave?"

Where she'd hoped that information would bring fear, Temari swallowed when the Elders only smirked.

"Then my master will just beat him again." A gentle voice answered from another room. A door opened, and when Temari looked, she was shocked to find the Hyuga girl she'd seen lose during the preliminary rounds walk out of what looked to be a bathroom.

"W-What are you doing here...and what are you wearing!?" Temari shrieked in surprise.

Because, indeed, Hinata Hyuga was dressed nothing like during the exams. In place of her heavy jacket and long pants, the beautiful heiress was instead garbed in a sleeveless crop-top that showed her toned stomach and bicycle shorts. Much of the kunoichi's flawless skin was left on display now, and the top did nothing to hide her large breasts; something that Temari subconsciously felt jealous towards.

But then, what the girl had said registered to the blonde from Suna. "What do you mean 'master'? My brother has only ever...lost...to..." And that's when it clicked.

She was being put under the command of the genin that defeated her brother: Naruto Uzumaki.

And while at first the thought made her want to laugh, she remembered just what type of servitude she was being placed into. "Y-You mean to tell me, that your village's slave ring is run by a thirteen year old genin!?"

"It's one that caters solely to other young ninja," Homura spoke for the first time, "as a way of helping alleviate their stresses. As a young ninja yourself, I'm sure you can understand this."

With a sinking feeling, everything Temari heard began to sink in, and she realized that she was stuck. There was going to be no reasoning with these people, and there wouldn't be any Gaara coming to save her...she was trapped.

The Elders smiled at her glum expression. "Good," Koharu purred. "You understand that you cannot escape, yes?" A cruel poke in her ribs from one of the ANBU made Temari yelp and flinch in shock, and she quickly stammered in the affirmative.

"Ah, a clever one, a quick learner!" Danzo enthused.

Temari blushed.

Hinata walked up beside her and let one of her pale fingers trail down Temari's waist, making her gasp. "Learn your lessons well, and the master will not punish you more than necessary," she informed the blonde with an honest look in her eyes. Temari shuddered at that look. It spoke of someone fully devoted to another person; the older girl wondered if the Hyuga even ate without having the Uzumaki boy's permission.

With the explanation over, the Elders instructed for the ANBU members to escort Temari and Hinata to another room. The group exited, leaving behind those who had ruined Temari's life, and instead walked towards another room on a higher floor.

"I-I don't get it," Temari stuttered. "Where are we going now?"

Hinata, who walked a few paces ahead, looked back and gave the Suna native an answer that sent a shiver up her spine. "The master is entertaining his 'slave of the day', and we thought it'd be a good idea to show you what's in store for you once you've been properly prepared."

" 'Slave of the day'? What the heck does that mean," Temari questioned. "And what role do you play in all of this Miss Hyuga?"

"Every day the master selects a different girl from the ring to entertain himself with; sometimes the same girl more than once a week." Hinata explained, although there was a slight hint of bitterness in her voice as she went on to tell of her own job. She was the one who helped make sure the girls were kept in line. With her Byakugan it was easy for Hinata to manipulate the girls bodies in whatever way she chose.

"Aw," Temari mocked, "does master not play with you?"

Hinata huffed as she replied, "Of course he does...just not as much as I would like sometimes."

As they got closer to the room, the unmistakable sounds of laughter wafted through the air. Temari shuddered at the sound of that. She had always been extremely ticklish and the thought of being in this person's position frightened her. Then the doors opened and she was treated to the sight of an opulent room, not unlike the previous one, but what Temari was really focusing on was the sight before her eyes.

Sakura, if the Suna kunoichi remembered the pinkette's name correctly, was bound to a bondage X-frame device that left her in a kneeling position. Her limbs were secured with sturdy straps and the bondage was so tight that she could barely move an inch. A strap around her head ensured that she could not move any part of her body in the slightest. Four clones of the blonde seated on the bed were working her ticklish body mercilessly.

One at each foot, running their long nails expertly across the pink-haired girl's helpless soles with one hand each. Their other hand worked her knees and thighs with cruel tickling expertise. Another clone was at her front working her torso. Its hands roamed the wailing girl's waist, ribs and belly with expert precision, the hands moved so quickly all over that the pinkette obviously never got a chance to get used to the tickling. The last clone was behind Sakura, working purely on her underarms, fingers wiggling away in the deep hollows.

The poor pinkette was laughing hysterically, with tears pouring down her face. Her eyes were squeezed shut in agony and a her face was the picture of ticklish suffering. It was obvious to Temari that the younger girl was laughing and screaming so hard that she couldn't even find the voice to plead for mercy. All she could do was laugh.

"At least you shaved this morning," one of the clones at her upper-body said, leaning close to kiss her smooth armpit.

Sakura threw her head back and squealed at the feel those lips brushing against her pearl-pink flesh.

With a smirk Hinata explained the torture to Temari. The pink-haired kunoichi had forgotten to follow one of the master's most important rules: to always stay clean shaven. During their bi-weekly inspections Naruto had found stubble grazing Sakura's arm pits, so the blonde decided to remind her of why his word was law. For each time that Sakura begged for a break, Naruto would give it to her, but during that seemingly merciful few minutes the blonde would lather the girls body with a new sheen of his favorite oil; paying special attention to her underarms, which he himself had shaved right before her punishment. Sakura had already pleaded twice. If Sakura begged a third time she would be handed over to Hinata for remedial training. Every now and then, the clones would cease their merciless tickling and give Sakura a break. Like right now.

"Naruto-sama is a kind master. He keeps his slaves happy, an is always so kind to those he entertains, all who meet Naruto-sama love him. I love being in Naruto-sama's service." Sakura babbled out in short huffs while she was given her short respite. Hinata, seeing Temari's confusion, explained that every time Sakura got a break, she had to recite the mantra all slaves were taught during their original training. Then the torturers began their tickling again.

The clones at her feet stroked their nails across her buttocks and inner thighs, each one focusing on one leg each. Sakura wailed in ticklish agony as the tears poured forth from her emerald eyes again. Her body bucked helplessly in the bondage frame, totally unable to lessen the torment in the slightest. The clone working her underarms now began to tickle her neck, running her fingers in soft strokes across the sensitive skin, but doubled the torment by leaning down and swiping its hot tongue across the creamy flesh of Sakura's armpits. The aforementioned kunoichi howled at this unceasing tickling. Then, the clone working her torso began to tickle her ears, stroking the inner lobes with cruel precision, and copying its fellow clone by swirling its tongue along Sakura's other ear.

Temari shuddered in sympathy at Sakura's plight when Hinata motioned for the Anbu to drag her away. "You think that's bad?" The Hyuga heiress asked Temari. "You're going to get much worse, I promise you!" She dragged a screaming former kunoichi of Suna out of the room and into one a whole level above.

The room was one, large, opulent bathroom. This bathroom was slightly different though, for rarely did bathrooms come with bondage equipment. Two young girls were waiting for Temari, and she was unceremoniously pushed into the bathroom. Soon, the sandy-blonde was stripped and secured into a pair of stocks, her arms bound behind her body, thrusting her firm breasts forward. Her toes were secured to toe rings and she could not even wiggle her feet at all.

Hinata smirked at her predicament as the two girls prepared a pedicure set. A horrible suspicion arose in Temari's mind at what to expect. "Please…" she looked pleadingly at Hinata, even as she tried to wiggle her toes without effect.

"You must be well groomed to serve Naruto-sama," was the Hyuga girl's reply. A satisfied look was on her face as the girls held up their tools for inspection. The pumice stone, the nail file, electric toothbrushes and other wonderful tickling devices. Temari began thrashing in her bonds, grunting in effort as she attempted to escape. Hinata turned and left her to the girls. Closing the door behind her, she heard the newest recruit grunt out, "no no no" then a tired huff, followed by another grunt, and another. Then the strangled laughter came. She walked away satisfied.

'That'll teach her to question Naruto-sama's love for me'.

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A/N: There's the first chapter to a short, chaptered story I'm going to be working on for right now. I know people are waiting for the next chapter of Tickle Ninja, but I've been busy. I'm doing this because the idea is simple and easy, so the chapters will come quicker, and I'm hoping you guys like it.