The Iwa kunoichi were gone.
Their seal smoke still lingered in the air.
So did the scent — of stone chakra, of Naruto's spilled seed.
But the worst part?
The look in his eyes.
Shame.
Guilt.
And worst of all… emptiness.
Tsunade was the first to reach him.
She didn't ask if he was okay.
She grabbed him by the jaw, turned his face toward hers.
"Did you want it?" she growled.
Naruto shook his head slowly. "No. I—couldn't move. I—"
Sasuko stepped beside her, eyes glowing faint red. "Then you're not done."
He blinked.
"What?"
Hinata, shaking but calm, walked over next.
Her hands rested on her belly — her womb — the one carrying his true child.
Then she looked up, gaze sharper than ever.
"Let us remind you who you belong to."
They stripped him bare.
Not gently.
Sakura yanked off the robe. Ino shoved him down onto the futon. Tsunade climbed over his hips.
He was hard already.
Betrayed by instinct.
Driven by guilt.
And they'd use that.
"You want to be used?" Tsunade whispered. "Fine."
She sank onto his cock with a snarl, her pussy already soaked.
"I'll ride you until you forget their names."
Sasuko straddled his face.
Naruto gasped before her folds sealed over his mouth.
"Lick until I scream," she ordered.
Hinata sat beside his head, stroking his chest.
"We love you."
Her voice trembled.
"But now we'll own you."
Tsunade bounced, heavy hips slapping his thighs, her pussy milking him with chakra-rippling clenches.
"You'll cum when I say," she hissed.
And Naruto tried.
He really did.
But it was too much.
Too tight.
Too wet.
Too intense.
He exploded inside her.
Sasuko came on his tongue a moment later, grinding down, crying out.
But they didn't stop.
Ino pulled Tsunade off.
Mounted next.
"Now you fill me."
One after the other they rode him.
Each one fucking him with a mixture of need, fury, and devotion.
They edged him.
Over. And over. And over.
They milked him.
They made him beg.
And when he cried?
They kissed his tears.
He came inside all of them.
More than once.
More than he thought he could.
And when he was finally broken—
Soft.
Sweaty.
Twitching.
Eyes wide.
Loved.
Hinata curled beside him.
"This baby will know you were taken from us," she whispered.
"But also that we never let you go."