They end the game

“M-master it is getting late. My family will surely be concerned if I don’t return home soon,” Hinata told Naruto.

Naruto scratched the back of his head and looked at the orange sky. “Yeah I suppose it is getting late.”

He untied her hands from the trees and took the collar rope off. Hinata massaged her wrists for a moment and leaned down to untie her aching ankles.

Naruto handed her his jacket and the skirt, as well as a handful of photographs. “Here are the photos, but I want you to keep the breast harness and crotch rope on till you get home.”

Hinata nodded and slipped the jacket on over her rope-framed boobs, followed by the skirt. She took a moment to look at the photographs, her face flushing in mortification as she realized just how much Naruto actually got to see before she woke up. She put the photos in a pocket that could zip shut. She would die if they fell out in the middle of a crowded street.

"Thank you, Naruto. Th-this was a little... fun." Hinata began walking away.