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NRaO Chapter 11
🕑 Added 2024-03-28 00:12:55 +0000 UTCThe next few days we got everything situated into making her a slave. The Hokage really, REALLY didn’t want to make her a slave but I told him it was that or we could just kill her. The only way to fix her problem was here in the village and even she agreed to the slavery contract because she’d slowly die without it anyways.
Slavery seals were very primitive compared to other seals because the Uzumaki’s didn’t want anything to do with them. There were three basic types of seals you could get. One that would have the person's chakra invert causing tremendous pain when they did something against the contract. One where their chakra would rupture causing them to lose the ability to be a ninja. The final would cause their chakra to explode, killing them if they disobeyed.
There were unique ones like the Hyuga's caged bird seal but they weren't worth mentioning. We obviously went with the harm contract with me providing the base chakra to form the contract. Like other seals it would take the exact chakra signature or several work-arounds to remove but I didn’t think that was going to happen. She was practically drooling from between her legs at the thought of being put under someone else's control. That’s half the reason I even suggested the slavery contract.
Figuring out everyone's kink was fairly straightforward as my senses were so good I could smell it when they were aroused. Tsunade had a public/voyeur kink where she got hot and bothered if there was a chance she’d be caught… Fuck what was her name again, I remember Tsunade asking when she woke up but I was distracted with my own thoughts.
It started with a J like Jiraiya but I was too embarrassed to say I forgot her name so they kept talking while I tried to remember. Hokage was going on about the will of fire for the village when I almost yelled. “Junko!” I quickly made an excuse for why I just randomly blurted out her name. “Would you like to meet the taijutsu squad I’ve been training? In order to fix your problem we’ll have to have you get more physically strong.
We left the Tsunade and the Hokage as we met with my Taijutsu specialists. Dai was bouncing a baby and couldn’t look any happier as he yelled instructions at the group. The swift movements and heavy strikes surprised Junko as she didn’t recognize any of the details of these ninja. That meant most if not all were civilian ninjas fighting at a higher level than any clan ninja she ever saw.
The taijutsu were wailing on each other with enough force to kill any non cyclers with a single strike. They were throwing attacks at the level over and over again at a speed most couldn’t comprehend. If they went to war these fifty nin could wipe out entire platoons by themselves before the platoon could even call for help.
It was frightening to her. We walked passed them and entered the basement where my methods would be explained to her. I led her through the process and had her begin cycling her chakra. Hours of practice and she still was already struggling. She needed to hold her cycling for as long as possible and most could do so until they fell asleep but she was struggling with hours. Something was definitely wrong with her body. She was fragile and skinny with no knowledge on how to do things properly.
Everyone I taught or watched learn already had a somewhat sturdy body but she was so far behind getting her to the basic level would take months. That was months I didn’t have if I wanted to get back around the same time as Jiraiya. I couldn’t leave her by herself without permanently binding her to the village first. Out of curiosity I asked. “Would you like to have a child?”
Smoke practically poured out of her ears from my question. She was surprisingly shy when it came to saying sexual things out loud. The thought of being impregnated by a man who forced her like a debt collector was one of her favorite fantasies. She responded with a quivering voice. “I-if that is w-what I need to do t-to pay off my f-fathers debts.”
She pulled her shoulder out of her haori and it was hard to not push her under me without playing along. I leaned forwards as I took my role as the debt collector seriously. “I don’t know. Is your body worth all that money? Whores are cheap, what I want is an heir. Are you willing to give me that?”
I walked close and ran a finger across her exposed shoulder drawing a shiver out of her. Once again with a quivering voice she responded. “I-if I must. F-for the s-sake of my father.” From what I understand the Yuki clan was all but wiped out. The very few left were in hiding and the reason she fled was her own village was trying to kill her now that she was weakened.
Grabbing her by the waist I led her out of the basement in our training area and back towards my home.
