She asks some questions... with a little extra.

“I suppose we should start with the obvious, what’s your name?” She asked, placing both of her elbows on the table and leaning forward with her chin resting on her graceful fingers. Once again, no openings; but also, no sign of faking her demeanor. It would seem that rather than learning how to feign a casual stance she just made her casual stance into her combat stance. If that was the case, it was a brilliant strategy.

“Ippan Norizuka.” You didn’t feel the need to lie, the earrings were a pretty effective defense.

“Age?”

“Nineteen. I’m a second-year at Hebijo.” These questions were easy, but if you had to guess she was asking them so she would be able to easily spot a lie later.

“What’s the name of your shinobi class sensei?” You actually hesitated at this question. You weren’t sure if telling a renegade shinobi the name of your sensei was such a good idea. Then again, if she really wanted to know, she could have found out easily just by knowing your name.

“Suzune.” You noticed a very slight shift in her expression. One of your strong skills as a shinobi was deception and espionage, and part of that skill was knowing when the two were being used on you. You were really good at spotting unusual behavior when you were looking for it. She, however, was just as good if not better than you. Even you couldn’t tell what she was thinking, just that her thought process had changed slightly.

“Sexuality?” That one was unexpected.

“Uh, straight.” Your hesitation was only surprise because of her forwardness.

“Preferred breast size?” She had to be fucking with you now.

“I don’t really have a preferred size. Most of the women I know have huge tits though. No idea why, but I’m not complaining.”

“Are you a virgin?” You were starting to take her questions less and less seriously now, but you remained cautious in case that was her intention.

“Yes. I’ve gotten a couple blowjobs, a handjob, and a boobjob though. The latter was a K-cup by the way, in case you wanted some clarification.”

Her grin widened slightly. “I didn’t want clarification, but now I’m glad you gave it.” You suddenly became aware of the fact that something was rubbing against your shin. You wanted to maintain eye-contact so you didn’t look to see what it was yet. “Are you single?”

“That depends, are you asking if I have a girlfriend or an obedient sex-****? Because my answer may vary depending on which.” She really seemed to like that answer, narrowing her eyes and licking her lips. The rubbing on your leg grew a bit more intense. Whatever it was, it had a slight curve, and seemed to bend near the tip… was she rubbing your leg with her bare foot?

“I think that answers the question well enough actually. Next question, what are your current aspirations?”

“I have a dream to wake up in a king-sized bed surrounded by a veritable ocean of naked women willing to explore every perverted fantasy that emerges from my twisted mind.” Her foot(?) was now sliding along your inner thigh, you could feel yourself growing harder.

“What are some of those fantasies?”

“Well, I could tell you that,” you began, grinning just as wide as her, “or I could let you find out.” Honestly at this point, your fantasies weren’t that complicated. You found yourself really enjoying blowjobs and you definitely liked it when women drank/ate your cum and liked it, but aside from that nothing else was coming to mind. The thought that maybe Haruka would start giving you a footjob was surprisingly appealing, you really didn’t know you had a thing for feet until just this moment. You figured letting twisted and perverted ideas bubble up naturally in your mind would be the best idea at this point, it had done you well so far.

She chuckles softly. “That concludes our little interview I think.” What? She hadn’t even asked any important questions.

“That’s all you need to know you can trust me?”

“I trusted you the moment you said your sensei was Suzune. She was my former sensei as well.” Her foot began to actually grind against the bulge in your pants. “Everything else after that was a compatibility test.”

“A compatibility test for what?”

“Us, of course. I should let you know that you passed with flying colors. I like you already, Ippan.” She gives a genuine smile, and she looked gorgeous while doing it. “But I should let you know, I have very high standards. I can tell you are very clearly a fellow dominant in the bedroom, just like me. I, however, have a little secret. I like to be submissive too, but it has to be for someone that can impress me with their dominance. You have a willing ****, I have a sneaking suspicion I know who it is, and I am quite impressed that you managed to collar her right from under her fiery sister.” Holy shit, she managed to glean that from the questions you answered. Did she know the rest of your classmates? “However, you have only one ****. I’ll tell you what, if you manage to get yourself two more slaves, I may consider joining you in that little dream you have.” She winks.

Challenge, fucking, accepted. You know it would be just a trivial matter to use the earrings to make her submit to you, but there was something so satisfying about doing it this way. You certainly weren’t planning on stopping at just Ryouna, Haruka basically just sweetened the pot by challenging you to do something you were planning on doing anyway.

You noticed the rubbing of her foot on your groin was becoming less intense. Oh no, you weren’t about to get blue-balled by this woman. This situation gave you an idea though. The biggest problem you had with just making it so everyone would always follow your orders is that you would never know if they were just following your orders because they were compelled to or because they genuinely wanted to. You supposed you could make it so they always wanted to, but that felt a bit too fake. But maybe if you included a trigger phrase you could be a bit more selective about it.

“It is normal for a girl to obey any order I give them if said order is prefaced with the phrase ‘would you mind’.” That took care of the first part. This way you could still give them orders and if you didn’t include the trigger phrase, they wouldn’t be compelled to obey. There was one more part to this, however. “It is also normal for any order given in this way to be enjoyed by the girl it is given to.” If whatever woman you were using this on seemed like they had better things to do it would probably kill the mood.

“Haruka, would you mind giving me a footjob until I cum?”

“Oh I’d love to.” She licked her lips. “As long as you don’t mind me sampling some of the aftermath. I have a rather scientific mind and I like experimenting.”

“Please do.” You wink and become aware of the fact that your pants were coming undone. Was she unzipping your trousers with her toes? How have you never known you were so into this before now? Your cock then became exposed to the elements, and you could feel her foot directly on your member. Her skin was soft, and the curves of her arch and toes were making for a very enjoyable experience. You decide to carry on the conversation you were having with her, because the awkward silence was a bit much.

“So how is being a renegade?”

She sighed as her foot movements became more intense, “It isn’t the best thing. My friends and I are attacked with regular frequency and we rarely have enough money to eat like shinobi should. There is one among us who knows a thing or two about surviving in the wild, but weeds and grass grow old on you after a few days.”

“You don’t even have enough money to eat properly?” You ask, curiosity piqued.

“Not only are we renegades we’re also technically high school drop-outs. It’s not easy to find a job that isn’t just part-time like this one. If we were ordinary people that might not be an issue, but as shinobi we tend to blow all of our money on food almost immediately leaving nothing for the rest of the month.”

Shinobi training burned a lot of calories. Most shinobi need to eat a lot more in order to compensate. It was definitely a rough spot to be in. You found yourself feeling a bit bad now, knowing that you had such an incredible power that would let you eat anytime you wanted for free when there were kindred spirits like Haruka being left to starve. You honestly wanted to do something about that, but you had to find the right way to phrase it so there weren’t devastating consequences.

“Haruka I really need you to… oh?” You suddenly saw the manager walk up, it seemed like he was about to get Haruka to come back before he saw what she was doing under the table. In spite of his presence, she did not stop. Continuing to stroke your rock-hard dick with the soft curves of her foot. Before he could react, Haruka leaned in his direction and pressed her huge breasts together with her arms.

“You wouldn’t mind if I took my break early would you? My feet are so sore and my friend Ippan here is helping me relax a bit before I get back to work.” Her voice was filled with seduction and guile, a deadly combination for the overweight, balding manager. You decide to join in.

“Yeah, and she has been giving me great customer service. I think it would be normal for you to give her a free meal at the end of her shifts as a reward.”

“You’re absolutely right.” He blushed a bit. “Well, enjoy your break Haruka, hurry back when you are um… finished though. Enjoy the rest of your stay, sir.” With that he bows and walks away.

Once he was far enough away Haruka turned back to you and smiled. “Thank you, getting a meal after work would go a long way. I do feel bad for Hikage though.” Her stroking became more intense, and you felt her bring her other foot into the mix, pumping you with both of her arches around your shaft.

“Hikage?”

“The lovely young lady who greeted you out front. She’s one of my friends.” Oh.

“I’d say it would be normal for her to get free meals too. You’ve been giving me good enough customer service for the both of you. Barring the poisoned tea.”

“The tea wouldn’t have killed you, though I did make it seem like it would. It actually would have just knocked you out. Young virile men like yourself are far more useful to me alive than dead.” This woman was terrifying, and that turned you on like mad. “From the moment you walked in here I could tell you were a man who might win my heart. The tea was just a test to make sure you were worth it. If you couldn’t spot the poison, that would have been a deal-breaker, and I would have just treated you like a typical test subject.”

You cocked an eyebrow to which her only response was a widening, creepy, and sadistic grin. Boy were you glad you spotted the poison. Her pumping became even more intense, and you were finding it increasingly difficult to hold back.

“It’s twitching so much, do you like my feet that much Ippan?”

“I do, and I honestly didn’t know I did until I felt them.”

She chuckled seductively. “Well I’m glad I have broadened your horizons a bit. Maybe I can broaden them more in the future.”

“I would love nothing more.” You said, starting to pant a bit from her relentless movements. She had now started to slide the toes of one of her feet along the shaft of your cock while the toes on her other foot were curled around your glans, rubbing the sensitive tip and spreading your precum around.

“I can feel you getting close Ippan, go ahead and cum all over my feet.” You didn’t need much more encouragement, you began to squirt your load between her toes, a torrent of cum drenching the bottom of her foot and even covering some of her shins. A pool of sticky, white sperm was forming on the ground beneath the table as she used her feet to pump every last drop you had.

Once you had finished she reached down beneath the table and seemed to scrape up some of the semen from her leg with her finger and bring it to her lips. When she put it in her mouth her eyes widened, her composure completely shattering for just a moment before she swallowed and swiftly took another fingerful and brought it to her lips.

“Slurp, gulp… slurp, gulp…”

She was even blushing from the taste it seemed. “Oh my, I must say, that is the most delicious sperm I’ve ever tasted.” She produced a small clear glass vial from her cleavage and ran it along her leg, catching some of the thick sperm inside and corking it. “I’m going to save a bit of that for my free meal later.” Fuck yeah. You beamed with pride as though you had just created the most delicious sauce in the world… and technically you did.

“Well it has been fun speaking with you Ippan, but I should probably get to work cleaning this up.”

“I understand, thanks for the customer service.” You wink at her as you put your cock away and stand up, getting ready to leave.

She chuckled and winked. “Anytime.”