The banquet hall inside Kirigakure's Grand Pavilion was lined with jade, lanterns, and tension.
Dignitaries and shinobi from across the five great nations mingled under the guise of diplomacy — sipping tea, exchanging scrolls, speaking softly.
And Naruto?
He stood beside the Konoha delegation.
Wearing formal black robes.
Hair tied.
Posture perfect.
And under it all — the chakra-forged collar still hummed around his neck.
Hidden.
But felt.
Sasuko stood beside him, flawless in her formal kunoichi dress, her expression serene. But her fingers? Her fingers glowed faint red under her sleeves — the same red that tickled his inner thigh every few seconds.
He twitched.
Barely.
But his cock, under the robes, was already stiff.
Hinata leaned in from his other side, her breath brushing his ear.
"Remember the rule, Naruto-kun," she whispered. "If you get hard in front of the Mizukage again, we drain it in front of everyone."
He bit his lip.
Sweat formed on his neck.
"Please…" he whispered back.
"You want relief?" she asked sweetly. "Then earn it."
Tsunade stood behind him like a shadow.
Powerful. Regal.
Her hand slid beneath his robe as she passed by — brushing his shaft once with the back of her fingers.
He nearly buckled.
The conversation carried on.
Mei Terumi gave a speech about alliance and peace.
Naruto stood with a smile plastered to his face.
But under his robe?
His cock was rock hard.
Leaking.
Twitching.
Held in check by chakra bands placed at the base.
Invisible.
Controlling.
Torturing.
Suddenly — a hand gripped his balls.
From behind.
Soft. Familiar.
Ino.
She leaned up from under the long tablecloth beside him, her voice barely a whisper:
"You're dripping onto my fingers."
Naruto's eyes rolled back.
Minutes later —
Pakura from Suna approached the Konoha table.
Gorgeous. Bare-legged. Hungry.
She bowed.
Then smiled.
"Uzumaki. When you're free, I'd like to discuss… chakra transference."
Tsunade smirked. "He's fully booked."
Sakura chimed in. "But you can watch next time."
Naruto clenched his teeth as Ino licked his tip in secret.
He came.
Silently.
Twitching under the robe.
Collar glowing faint red.
Cum leaked down his leg — unseen by all, known only by his harem.
He exhaled through his nose, trembling, sweat pouring down his spine.
"Good boy," Sasuko whispered.
"You didn't even moan," Hinata giggled.
"I'm proud," said Tsunade.
And Naruto?
He smiled.
Broken.
Blushing.
Utterly, totally owned.