The rallying of Hinata and the enslavement of InoThe rallying of Hinata and the enslavement of Ino.The rallying of Hinata and the enslavement of Ino by lusaphira
It was a day of scorching heat on Konoha. The streets were almost deserted, as the sun crushed the city under its ardents rays. Many people were enjoying the shade provided by the stores, covering the front of many shops.
The narrow and winding streets were animated, since homes were shaded, allowing children to play without too tiring, while being supervised by their parents.
Before one of the blocks of apartments, a young woman walked calmly. It was an elegant blonde bady with long and silky hair, that match beautifully with her pale complexion and her ocean eyes, surrounded by a subtle touch of makeup.
This woman with a great beauty walked elegantly, her slender legs had a beauty fumed by her hips and her slim waist. This slender lady was dressed in a purple outfit, which could be described as quite light, as she was only wearing a top covering her chest and leaving her bare shoulders, buttoned around her throat. Her belly was bare,
The rise of Slave SakubotThe ninja village of Konoha was quiet in this beautiful summer night. Temperatures were very lenient, although a fresh wind was waving weakly the highest branches of the trees.The rise of Slave Sakubot by lusaphira
In this peaceful environment, the residents slept a peaceful sleep, knowing their safety was ensured by the ninjas keeping places. All tasted with delight to the fruits of peace that reigned for several years, taking advantage of life with serenity.
Yet some don't consider themselves not as lucky, as evidenced by the person who was still awake and which had just left his place of work.
In a residential complex of apartments located in the South of Konoha, a figure sought his keys and searched in the dark to find the lock. After several tries, the door of the apartment opened. The occupant, dorky by hours of intense work, entered his apartment and violently slammed the door. Without restraint, wood closed with brutality, making moan the hinges, daily tested by the lack of sweetness which demonstrated the occupant