Literature
Boruto- Himawaris foot filled playdate
Sakura strolled along one of the many streets of Konohagakure, the sun was setting which painted a lovely colorful picture across the sky and the air was pleasantly cool. Several meters behind her trudged Sarada, whom was dragging her feet with every step. "Mom do you I really have to come with you? Babysitting Himawari is definitely a one person job." Sarada groaned with a sour expression as her sandal soles scuffed loudly against the ground. "Don't think of it as babysitting Himawari, think of it as making a new friend. Besides, you're always running around with Boruto and Mitsuki so spending some time with another girl will probably be good for you." Sakura said with a upbeat tone, she looked back at her daughter with a smile. "And yes, you do have to come, you've got no choice." "Ugh..." Was Saradas reply just as the pair arrived at the Uzumaki residence, they approached the door which they then entered. Sarada slipped off her sandals and as Sakura kicked off her high heels, the younger girl noticed that aside from a pair of fluffy white slippers the only other pairs of footwear were Himawaris sandals and a pair of pink flip-flops that also presumably belonged to the youngest Uzumaki member. Sarada then noticed that her mother had already begun to walk down the hall so she followed quickly behind with the cool wooden floor feeling quite pleasant against her bare sole, a moment later they entered the living room/kitchen area which Sarada had been many times and it was exactly as it had always been with one exception; the dining table had been replaced with a Kotatsu, a low wooden table with a thick blanket attached to the edges and a small pit in the ground for placing ones feet, this particular kotatsu must have been a expensive one as there was even a little switch that activated a heater beneath the table. Fancy tables aside however, Himawari was seated on one of the rooms two comfy white chairs as she watched the TV located in the corner, the unaware girl had her feet propped up on a table located between the two white chairs, Sarada eyes were unfortunately drawn to the Uzumaki girls small feet as she wiggled her toes merrily, both feet were unsurprisingly small, pale and slender, with her black stockings coming to a end in the form of stirrups that tightly hugged the girls heels. "Hi Himawari!" Sakura said with a overly friendly tone as she walked a bit more into the room, leaving a still bitter Sarada standing alone with her arms crossed. "Miss.Sakura hello! Mom didn't tell me who was gonna watch me but I'm glad it's you." Himawari replied with excitement as she easily vaulted over the back the comfy white chair and sprinted over to the pink haired woman before giving her legs a hug, after which she turned her attention to Sarada, whom she approached with a smile. "And hi Sarada, I bet you wish Boruto were here,huh? But it looks like your stuck with me tonight, don't worry we'll have lots of fun!" "Oh great." Sarada replied with absolutely zero enthusiasm, not that it seemed to affect Himawari whom turned back to Sakura. "Can we go play outside? Please?" The girl asked with a innocent smile. "Certainly, just don't wander off or anything." Sakura replied and upon seeing Sarada clearly not liking the idea Sakura then patted Himawaris head before adding. "During the walk over Sarada told me how excited she was to play with you, so go out and have fun." "Woah really?" Himawari gasped with excitement as Sarada seemingly died a little on the inside. Before Sarada could say anything the Uzumaki girl had grabbed her wrist and basically dragged her out of the room. Within seconds Sarada found herself being tugged out the front door, with neither girl donning their sandals and soon Sarada was standing there miserably next to the house with her bare feet standing atop exposed dirt as Himawari ran over to some trees bordering the property. "Sarada, Sarada, watch this!" Himawari said as he effortlessly ran up a tree and perched on a large branch. "Wow.." Sarada replied, rolling her eyes and not caring in the slightest, even as Himawari easily jumped from tree to tree. Upon landing on another thick branch after easily hopping around six different trees Himawari felt a tinge of annoyance as Sarada didn't give the slightest crap about her elite ninja skills, the young girl then donned a mischievous smile...if Sarada wasn't impressed by her agility then Himawari would beat her in battle! Creeping around amongst the leaves Himawari waited several seconds until her target looked away, which Sarada did with a bored sigh, Himawari then launched her attack. She leapt from tree and placed both of her feet side by side as she flew through the air. Sarada stood there, unaware of the incoming attack, as she imagined herself doing many other much more interesting things though she was torn from thoughts as she heard a high pitched voice call her name. Sarada turned back towards Himawari just in time to see a pair of slightly dirty, stirrup clad little feet speeding towards her, the Uchiha girl was caught completely off guard and as such those two feet slammed into her face at such a high speed Sarada was immediately sent directly to the ground with her head throbbing... to make matters worse Himawaris two somewhat sweaty feet were still standing atop her face, causing Sarada a great deal of pain as well as smudging her glasses. "Haha! I'm the winner, you're the lower!" Himawari giggled as she proceeded to dance around her 'defeated' foes face while Sarada winced in pain underfoot, getting increasingly angry with every passing second and finding very difficult to not utterly annihilate the gleeful girl. "Hehehe and I thought you were a big bad ninja Sarada...nope! You're just a loser and my doormat!" And then it was at that point Himawari realized attacking and mocking the older ninja may have been a bad idea. Sarada let out a muffled growl before somehow managing to pull her head out from beneath girls slender feet, as Himawari found herself once again standing on the ground she turned to face Sarada only to find a kick flying at her that she somehow managed to duck under before running several meters away towards the front of the house. She turned again to see Sarada still very angry and now running at her, being emboldened by dodging the Uchihas kick Himawari donned a mocking expression and stuck her tongue out at her rapidly approaching foe. "Haha you can't even kick a little girl!" Himawari taunted before wisely turning and running for the door to her house, as she did a absolutely devious idea formed in her mind. "And you're still a loser!" Himawari rounded the corner of the house as she heard Sarada yell out 'Get back here you little shit' very angrily but obviously Himawari did no such thing, instead she hurried to the front door, ran inside and slammed the door shut only to hear Sarada slam into it a nanosecond later. "Go away you four-eyed loser! No Uchihas are allowed in here anymore!" Himawari yelled through the door with feigned panic in her voice before a mischievous smirk formed on her lips, she then took several steps back and waited. Meanwhile, on the other side of the door. "Oh I'm gonna destroy that little brat." Sarada grumbled as she cracked her knuckles before letting out a kick that sent the door flying open, several meters down the hall she saw Himawari standing there with a mocking expression. Sarada took several menacing steps forward but the instant she slammed her feet down onto the houses wooden floor the angry ninja girl felt a strange sensation envelop her entire body, her limbs became increasingly heavy and stiff and each step she took became a battle to drag her feet across the ground, until after only walking a few steps Sarada weakly dropped to her knees as Himawari watched and giggled at the confused ninja. "...W-what the fuck is...happeni..." Sarada couldn't even finish the sentence, instead she teetered there on her knees momentarily as her body became limp and unresponsive before she simply flopped forward onto the floor. Very confused and even slightly afraid, Sarada laid there with a blank expression with her head turned to the side, after a moment or so she found herself staring at two small, stirrup-clad feet as a smiling Himawari came to stand so close that Sarada could smell the girls slender feet which emitted a unpleasant odor similar to moldy cheese with bitter hints of dirt thanks to the girl running around barefoot all day. "Hehe looks like I tricked you into activating the houses anti-intruder seal...and it was so easy! It's a Fuuji-...Fojinn-...uh a Fūinjutsu, yea and my Daddy the Hokage created it himself so you know it's super effective!" Himawari spoke with pride and arrogance as if she had just defeated a incredibly dangerous foe. "So since you activated it I guess that makes you a idiot AND a loser!" Sarada didn't respond as all she could do was lay there helplessly, breathing in the devious little girls foot stink and bearing a look in her eyes of anger,annoyance,disgust and fear. "The seal let's anyone that lives here command anyone stupid enough to get caught in the trap and it makes your body super durable so you basically can't die... so I can do this!" Himawari announced with glee as she lifted a foot into the air. Sarada then felt that foot stomp down onto the side of her head with a surprising amount of force,enough that she would have screamed out had she not been trapped within her own body, so instead of crying out in pain the helpless girl merely laid there limply in disgust as Himawari's warm and sweaty little foot absolutely crushed her head into the floor. Himawari then spoke again, this time making Sarada feel especially humiliated. "You didn't wanna play with me before but now you have no choice, don't worry though I'm sure we'll have lots of fun together. Now roll over like a good little doggy." Immediately Saradas body began to act on its own much to her horror and embarrassment. With Himawaris slender foot still crushing her cheek Sarada turned over to her back, as she did so her head turned though Himawaris foot remained firmly connected to forcing Sarada to endure the pain and disgust of the girls sweaty sole being painfully smeared across her face until Sarada finally stared directly up at the ceiling...or at least she would he staring at the ceiling if her eyes and glasses weren't being flattened beneath Himawaris sole, then to make things even worse Sarada could now see a thin layer of brown dirt clinging to the girls sole thanks to them running around outside. "Hehehe good job." Himawari giggled, pressing her foot down so hard Sarada expected her glasses to snap in half. "Hmm, since you rolled over like a good doggy I wanna hear you bark like one too!" Again Sarada body immediately obeyed the girls commands, she began to bark loudly over and over again which only made Himawaris constant giggles that much more humiliating. Sarada could feel her cheeks getting redder and redder with each little doggish yip she made, unfortunately she continued to bark even as Himawari spoke again. "Your face feels kinda good under my foot, it's so warm and nice and soft. Plus I think I can roll it around like a ball."  Himawari announced as the barking Sarada felt her head being tilted back and forth several times with Himawaris dirty little sole only pressing down harder with each movement until finally she able to see again as the girls small foot was raised, unfortunately for Sarada the first thing she saw was the smirking Uzumaki girls face but it was certainly better than starring up into a stirrup-clad foot. After a moment Himawari turned and walked off, calling back in a almost adorable bossy tone. "Okay loser, follow me and you'd better crawl. And stop barking, you're not even doing it good!" Sarada was thankful as her body ceased the constant barking but she was less than pleased as she immediately rolled over and got onto her hands and knees. She quickly scurried along the floor until she found herself staring at Himawaris heels as she obediently followed, after a moment or so Himawari then stopped at the doorway leading to the kitchen/living room before breaking out in a somewhat evil sounding bout of laughter. Himawari then continued walking with Sarada quietly following behind. "Sarada look at your mom, looks like I have two new toys to play with." Himawari ordered as she stopped next to the large comfy white chair she had been seated on earlier, Saradas head turned on its own and much to her horror she saw her mother laid out on the floor nearby the kotatsu table. As Himawari plopped down on the white chair she let out a comfortable sight and spoke. "Hi Miss.Sakura, your stupid loser daughter triggered my houses anti-intruder seal and made you both completely helpless so I guess I'm the boss now so that means you gotta do whatever I want... not that you have a choice! Now walk over here." Sarada, whom was still on her hands and knees to the right of Himawari stayed perfectly unmoving and ridged as Sakura rose to her feet with a blank expression aside from her worried eyes. The pink haired woman then did as she was told and approached, her body following the command in the most humiliated way possible as she took a position directly in front of Himawari which included Sakura legs pushing the table that the girl had used as a footrest earlier out of the way. Unsurprisingly Himawari merely giggled and enjoyed the show as Sakura silently turned to face the devious little girl. "Okay and Sarada you can stand next to her...and um...hmm, both of you get naked! Hehehe." Himawari instructed almost jokingly with the two slaves both screaming internally. Right away Sarada threw her glasses to the floor as Sakura began to slip off her shirt, within seconds both mother and daughter were stood before the amused Himawari with their clothes all in a messy pile. As the two stood there their bodies each began to shiver slightly thanks to the chilly room but Himawari didn't seem to care as she sat there, dwarfed by the cushiony white chair she sat in. Bringing her legs up onto the chair she smugly pointed at the ground. "Okay Miss.Sakura since you so rudely pushed my table-footrest out of the way you get to be my new footrest, lay on the floor." Sakuras body complied without hesitation, she got onto the ground and laid sideways in front of the chair facing upwards with her head directly where Himawaris feet would typically go. Despite her blank expression the pink haired ninja felt surprisingly nervous as Himawari extended her legs, even more so as her vision was filled with the sight of two small slender feet lowering down at a practically mocking pace...the bottoms of the girls feet didn't look appealing to Sakura at all, Himawaris heel and the ball of her foot were both covered in a thin layer of light brown dirt while the soles were pasty white and relatively clean, then aside from the dirt a coating of sweat was also present that Sakura expected would make the little Uzumakis feet even more gross. Unfortunately Sakuras suspicions were confirmed a moment later as both of Himawaris slender feet suddenly surged quickly downwards. "Ah yes your face makes a much better footrest than that table! So squishy and warm." Himawari giggled as Sakura found her nose beneath the left sole while her lips were flattened under the girls right heel, much to Sakuras disgust the stirrup clinging to Himawaris heel had soaked up sweat during the day leaving it gross and very moist, even moreso than the rest of the foot. After several moments Sakura could feel her various facial features being twisted and contorted as Himawari began to grind her little feet all around with absolutely no regard for the suffering she was causing, by the time a few seconds had passed Sakura already knew she would end up with a few bruises as Himawari pressed her feet down and smeared them all around with enough strength it almost felt as if she were trying to cause as much pain as possible. As if that weren't bad enough, Sakuras vision was almost constantly consumed by the apparently cruel little girls soles but in the brief instances when her eyes were uncovered she could just barely see Sarada, whom had no choice but to stand there helplessly and watch as her mother was reduced to mere plaything for some ten year olds feet. "Hey Miss.Sakura, are you having fun down there?" Himawari asked with a cheeky grin as her footrest, Sakura obviously didn't reply and as a result both feet were lifted from her face only to come flying back down heel first into her forehead and onto her nose, Sakuras face then received several more seemingly angry stomps before Himawaris soles came to rest on her mouth and forehead as the girl spoke in a vaguely embarrassed tone. "Oh yea I forgot, you can't talk! Well I guess I can let you speak for...hmm...two seconds, now tell me how you're liking being my footstool." "Your feet are replusive! Himawari when your parents find out about this they are going to be extrem-" Sakuras voice was unsurprisingly filled with rage but her mouth closed itself against her will after two seconds with the only sounds in the room then being Himawaris amused giggles and slapping sounds as Sakura once again found her face under assault by the girls slender, slightly dirty soles. "Well that wasn't a very nice answer Miss.Sakura, I know my feet are pretty stinky but you don't have to be mean!" Himawari said merrily as Sakura felt five toes grasp her nose while the girls left sole continuously rubbed back and forth against her forehead. "Oh..and speaking of stinky, start sniffing! And Sarada, get your clothes, throw them away and get me a drink!" Feeling as if the unlimited power was beginning to corrupt the young girl Sakura immediately obeyed Himawaris demand. She took a loud deep breath through her nose and despite wanting to gag violently at the strong cheesy/vinegar-ish stench the only thing her body did after inhaling for five full seconds was exhale and begin breathing in the stink again. By the time she exhaled again Sakura could feel her lungs burning thanks to taking in the tainted air but still she kept taking loud, deep breaths over and over again as Himawaris toes occasionally twitched from the sensation of having cool air sucked in between her toes. The gross, warm feeling of the girls clammy skin was nearly as bad as the smell and unfortunately Sakura, aside from her trapped nose, her forehead still had to experience that unpleasantness as Himawari dragged her sole back and forth nonstop with Sakura feeling a shiver of disgust wash over her with each time the girls sweat soaked stirrup smeared over her skin. Meanwhile, Sarada had involuntarily gathered up hers and her mothers clothes and had just tossed them in the trashcan in the kitchen. The girl stood there naked and cold for a brief moment, unfortunately able to clearly hear Sakuras loud inhales, before approaching and opening the refrigerator to retrieve Himawari a drink. "This is so bad...I knew I shouldn't have come, now I'm stuck here completely nude acting as the maid for a evil little brat." Sarada thought as her body comtined to act on its own, she grabbed a can of Cherry NinjaCola before quickly walking back to her new owner where her mother was still sadly laying on the floor huffing away at Himawaris toes unwilling but very 'eagerly'. "Ah welcome back, I'll take that." Himawari said as she snatched the soda leaving Sarada kinda just standing there with Sakura still having her forehead grinded into oblivion under foot. With a satisfied little smile Himawari opened the soda, took a sip and then proceeded to turn on the tv which she then watched whatever cartoon happened to be on before suddenly Sakuras nose was suddenly free of toes though that same foot then slammed down heel first onto her lips. "Oh this reminds, hey pink hair lady, open your mouth!" While Sakura was unsure what Himawari was reminded of she regardless opened her mouth wide and immediately came to regret agreeing to babysit the tiny pervert even more as the instant she parted her lips Himawaris slightly dirty, stirrup-clad heel sunk right in. With the girl having a small, slender foot her entire heel and then even a bit of her sole fit in easily much to Sakuras disgust. It was even worse considering Sakura had no control over her tongue which stayed in position even as Himawari's heel pressed down, subjecting the powerless ninja to a bitter, stale and slightly salty taste that would normally have made her gag. "Miss.Sakura you really are the best footrest a girl could ask for and Sarada I didn't forget about you! Get over here, on your knees, my left foot needs some attention while your mom is busy with the other." Himawari ordered, smirking and sipping her soda as Sarada silently moved in front of the chair and dropped to her knees directly next to Sakuras head. Right away Himawari lifted her right foot and Sarada felt it slam into her face with enough force she was sent tumbling back to the floor. "Whoops,  I definitely didn't mean to that hard...hehehe." "But anyways! Come back here my little loser pet, there's some things I wanna try out." Himawari stated with ill intent. Sarada felt particularly embarrassed and pitiful as her body decided to get back up only to drop to her knees in the same spot again all while Himawari watched with a painfully degrading grin. Once she was in position again Himawari's left foot sped towards her only this time Sarada was relieved that it stopped a few millimeters away from the tip of her nose... though she could now smell the girls unpleasant, slightly dirty foot. "Alright, so last week I found a magazine under big brothers bed and it had all kinds of weird feet stuff in it, it all looked like loads of fun so I think we're gonna have to try some stuff. Sarada kiss my foot!" With her mothers face directly below, Saradas head involuntarily moved forward, burying her face in Himawaris soft, slightly moist and somewhat dirty sole. The foot was small enough that it would have taken probably four in total to cover Saradas face but that didn't stop the young Uchiha from immediately having a absolutely terrible time, her mouth coincidentally landed right on Himawari's stirrup which she began to kiss over and over again at a embarrassingly high rate of speed, each time she pressed her mouth into the sweat-saturated black cloth Sarada could feel her being coated in old sweat that made her shiver with every kiss. After placing perhaps two dozen smooches on her tormentors stirrup Saradas body decided to move upwards, placing kiss after kiss on Himawaris pasty white sole until her lips were roughly at its center at which point she began to kiss at a humiliatingly fast rate of speed, so much so that the poor girls lips began to ache a bit from constantly slamming into Himawaris slender sole... not that it made her slow down any. "Oooh that feels pretty nice, I feel like a queen!" Himawari announced with both Sarada and Sakura dying a little on the inside. Aside from the gross textures and stale-cheesey stench the worst thing about kissing the girls foot for Sarada was the fact that Himawaris foot was so small meaning the miserable Uchiha had little choice but to stare directly at the annoying ten year old that she was being forced to serve. "So if I'm a queen I guess that makes you two my slaves? So good job Sarada, you're a loser AND a slave." From her position on the floor Sakura continued to have a mouthful of Himawaris right heel, with her tongue still unfortunately pressed up against it which forced her tastebuds to constantly suffer through the terribly stale but mostly bitter earthy flavor that the thin dusting of dirt on the girls heel provided. For the pink haired ninja, somehow watching her own daughter knelt down and relentlessly kissing the sole clammy sole of another girl was almost even more embarrassing than her own predicament but things then got even worse for both of the helpless females as Himawari issued her next command "Okay you two, I want my feet licked!". Right away Sakura and Sarada obeyed with each slave being thrown even deeper into the depths of misery upon hearing the order, regardless Sakura began to suck Himawaris heel with a great deal of force as her tongue acted on its own, slipping and sliding all around the girls heel with Sakura unable to do anything but lay there suffering all while licking away at Himawaris foul tasting skin with no choice but to stare directly upwards as Sarada began to do the same. "Oh man..." Sarada thought grimly as her mouth opened without her consent. "I really wanna die right now..." Under the taunting gaze of Himawari the young Uchiha girl pressed her tongue flat against the middle of her new owners pale sole. If she had control of her own body, Sarada would probably have gagged loudly from the unpleasant bitter, stale and slightly moldy cheesy taste. "Hmm,  how can I make this even worse for you Loser-Sarada? Oh I know! According to that weird foot magazine Boruto has, messing around with a uh...foot slave, I think they called it. But yea you gotta make them feel worthless and pathetic so look me in the eyes while you lick, and hold my foot up too!" Himawari demanded rather adorably. Right away Saradas eyes snapped up to meat the smug stare of the sneering ten year old, a moment later her hands then wrapped around Himawaris ankle. Having never been even remotely as humiliated than she was now, Sarada began to drag her tongue side to side at a slow pace around Himawaris sole with each lick making her increasingly embarrassed and disgusted. "Hehe I'm sure you regret coming here now, huh? And this all could'a been avoided if you just played nice with me outside!" Thus far Sakura had been sucking and licking Himawaris heel with a front row seat of her daughter being completely dehumanized but without warning the heel lodged deep within her mouth was abruptly removed, her footy troubles were not over however as Himawari immediately slammed that foot right back down with her sole slapping Sakuras cheek so hard the resulting sound could probably be heard throughout the house. That slap was followed up by a dozen more rapid but equally as brutal ones all while Sakura laid there completely at Himawaris mercy as she watched Sarada coat the giggling Uzumaki girls other sole in saliva. The footslaps and stomps continued to rain down on Sakura, with Himawaris sole striking every part of her face and her heel sometimes grinding into her skin without mercy. "And yea Miss.Sakura, it's all Loser-Saradas fault you're both stuck like this. She didn't wanna play nice and now you both have now choice but to play whatever weird games I want... now stick out your tongue, keep it nice and still!" Himawari ordered with the young girl feeling a very enjoyable surge of superiority as she instantly felt Sakuras tongue emerge from her mouth. Still keeping eye contact with the foot licking Sarada, Himawari began to roughly rub her sole back and forth along Sakuras outstretched tongue. "But I think I like doing this better than playing outside, after all me and Loser-Sarada had a sparring match and I knocked her down in two seconds! Isn't that right Miss.Loser? You got one second to answer!" "That's true but-" Sarada managed to quickly and embarrassingly say before her body once again began to lick Himawaris sole. "See Miss.Sakura? You're stupid little girl got beat by me and I'm not even in the ninja academy yet! You should be ashamed of her. And Sarada, lick faster, as fast as you can go." Himawari instructed with Sarada immediately obeying, within a nanosecond her tongue went from licking lazily side to side to moving up, down, left, right and every other direction at such a high rate of speed it almost seemed as if Sarada were expending Chakra to keep up the quick pace, all while keeping up eye contact with Himawari whom just sat there watching with the most insulting smile imaginable. "Ahhh that's so nice Loser-Sarada. Ya know, since I beat you in our little sparring match maybe you should retire from being a ninja and just live here as my full time foot licker, you're definitely much better at being a gross foot licker than you are at being a shinobi." Meanwhile, Sakura was still laying down below, motionless and while she certainly wasn't having as terrible a time as Sarada she most definitely wasn't enjoying herself either. Her tongue had been outstretched for perhaps a minute and already most of the saliva had been rubbed off by the constant back and forth motions of Himawaris slender sole, the pink haired ninjas tongue was so dry and ached so bad it practically felt like her tongue was being grinded into by sandpaper instead of a twisted ten year olds slightly sweaty and immensely foul tasting foot. Neither Sarada or Sakura could see the tv in the corner of the room but they certainly heard the narrator of the next show which had just started playing. "Good evening and welcome to another gruesome episode of Unsolved Murders of Konohagakure." "Oh oh my favorite show is finally on, both of you shut up so I can watch, not that you have a choice!" Himawari said, giggling a bit at her own joke. Somehow Sakura and Sarada both found themselves slightly more fearful of the Uzumaki child now that they knew she adored a show all about unsolved murders. Sakura was then forced to 'shut up' as Himawaris heel once again pressed down, this time with enough power that Sakuras tongue was forced back into the depths of her mouth, unfortunately for the pink haired ninja her tongue was still pressed against Himawaris heel. Sarada meanwhile continued to worship Himawaris other foot at a absurdly swift and degrading rate, so much so that saliva even occasionally dripped off the girls foot and as Sarada moved her head all overher face was rubbing up against Himawaris pale sole so much that it was practically touching the girls cheesy/sour smelling skin as much as her tongue. As Himawari's favorite show began to play Sarada hoped it wouldn't last long, she was still holding the foot she was so 'eagerly' licking via the ankle and already her arms were beginning to ache. Several minutes later... "Hey Loser-Sarada, I think you've covered my foot in enough spit for now... it's kinda gross." Himawari said as the Murder Mystery narrator talked about some dead lady,  Saradas body obviously kept licking and licking with the Uchiha girl feeling a bit nervous upon seeing a devious grin spread on Himawaris lips. "I want you to wipe it all off...with your face and hair." Had she been in control of her mouth Sarada would have said a great many rude things to Himawari but instead the helpless ninja merely slammed her face directly into Himawaris wet sole so hard it hurt a bit before beginning to rub it around slowly and with enough strength she was practically grinding her face into the girls spit soaked sole. As Sarada covered her own face in her own saliva she couldn't help but feel increasingly sick and nauseous though she was powerless to stop herself so she just contined, her own saliva was cold and gross and Himawaris slender sole was quite warm which only made things much more unpleasant for the miserable Uchiha girl. "Ooh that feels pretty good, kinda like a massage! Keep doing that." Himawari ordered with a wiggle of her toes before returning to watching her show, clearly not caring even slightly that her two naked slaves were silently wishing for death. Saradas expression was blank and vacant thanks to the houses security seal but if she were in control her face would be filled with disgust and resentment. Or at least that's what she would want it to be like, with how hard she was smearing her face all across Himawaris sole it would be hard to display any emotions thanks to her nose, mouth and even cheeks all being twisted and contorted to a painful degree. Only several seconds in and already the poor girls entire face ached terribly, plus it was becoming increasingly wet with the saliva she scrubbed from Himawaris sole which somehow still remained quite covered in the Sarada-Spit.
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