Sasuke

"We thought we'd show you how a REAL man is supposed to act, Naruto" Kushina continued mirthfully. She could see the confusion on her sons face as she spoke.

Hinata, Naruto's fiancee for about a year now, tried to continue for her, her gentle tone contrasting with her words.

"W-well, your mother thought of something that would be fun for us to try out... er, maybe not you, but, well..."

"NONE OF US REALLY CARE WHAT YOU WANT!" finished Sakura, still laughing her head off at Naruto's predicament. The fact that Hinata didn't make any attempts to correct her only made things worse for poor Naruto.

"W-what are you guys talking abou- MPH" Konoha's Knuckleheaded Ninja was silenced as Hinata taped over his mouth with duct tape, giving a gentle smile. It was at this moment that Naruto realized that he was rather painfully strapped to the bed, chakra-restraining handcuffs on each of his limbs.

"Don't bother trying to escape, these have been specially designed to be completely immune to overloading or breaking. Every tailed demon in the world could sink their chakra into these without them even weakening!" spoke his mother, uncaring of the betrayal filling her sons eyes. "Now we're just waiting for the final guest..."

A sudden pounding on the door caused them all to look up. Without a delay, in walked one of the last people Naruto wanted to see at this moment, Sasuke Uchiha. With a smug grin, he gazed at the three women's skimpy attire, and then down to Naruto's current predicament.

"Hey, loser, how have you been?"

Sasuke's mocking question caused a new round of giggles to erupt from the girls. Without any more words, Sasuke strode to the center of the room, grabbing a hold of Kushina's waist.

"Your friend Sasuke here decided to give us a hand, I hope you don't mind..." spoke the redheaded woman, moving in to make out with the significantly younger shinobi. Sasuke's hands ran down the older woman, grabbing a handful of her round ass and kneading it between his fingers.

Moving back to breathe, Kushina looked back at the other girls, each looking like they wanted to pounce him then and there.

"Well girls? Who wants to go first?"