The Hokage's summons came without warning. Kakashi, Asuma, Gai, and Kurenai gathered in the briefing room where the mission was laid out in blunt terms: protect the Daimyo's son on his journey and satisfy every demand he made. The team leaders understood immediately. Later that evening each jonin broke the news to their squads.
Kakashi met his team at the usual training ground. "The client is the Daimyo's son," he said, eye crinkling. "Naruto and Sasuke will handle perimeter security. Sakura will serve him directly."
Naruto scratched his head. "Serve? Like bringing tea and stuff?"
"Exactly," Kakashi answered. "You two protect; she handles the rest."
Similar conversations took place with the other squads. Asuma told Ino and Shikamaru the same division of labor. Gai informed Tenten and Lee. Kurenai gathered Hinata and Shino. Only Shikamaru and the adults seemed to grasp what "serve" truly meant.
The next morning a massive palanquin the size of a small shop waited at the rendezvous point, ringed by attendants and armored soldiers. The four teams assembled. Kurenai separated the girls from the boys and led them inside while the males took guard positions around the structure.
Inside the silk-draped compartment the Daimyo's son lounged on cushions. "Strip," he ordered.
Kurenai obeyed at once, shedding her mesh armor and mesh bodysuit until nothing remained. The genin girls hesitated. Kurenai's voice cracked like a whip. "This is your mission. Do it."
The boy chuckled. "It's their first time, Kurenai. Remember how reluctant you were until my father and I fucked you in front of Asuma? Now look at you."
He pointed at Hinata. "Send her over. While she sucks me, teach the others my favorite dance."
Kurenai applied a glistening aphrodisiac oil to Sakura, Ino, and Tenten, then handed each a delicate fan. The girls began to sway, fans barely covering their pussies and nipples, hips rolling to an unheard rhythm.
Hinata knelt between the boy's spread legs and licked tentatively along his shaft. He let her continue for a minute before grabbing her hair and ramming his cock down her throat. He came in thick pulses, flooding her mouth, then shoved her aside. "Boring. Next."
Hinata tried to crawl away. He seized her ankle, yanked her back, and mounted her from behind. His hips slapped loudly against her ass while his palm cracked across each cheek, leaving red handprints. Hinata sobbed into the cushions as he took her virginity in rough strokes.
When he finished he tossed her aside and turned to Sakura. The aphrodisiac had already flushed her skin and made her thighs slick. She crawled forward willingly, presenting herself. He pushed her onto her back, spread her legs, and drove in. Sakura moaned and clutched at him, coming twice before he filled her.
Ino was next, then Tenten. Each girl received the same treatment: hard, deep thrusts that ended with his cum leaking from their newly opened pussies. By the time he reached Kurenai the jonin was already dripping.
"They need training," he told her while sinking into her cunt. "You'll teach them."
Kurenai wrapped her legs around him. "I'll make them perfect for you."
A month of travel followed. Every day the girls danced naked while the boy used them in every position he desired. He invented games: whoever came first had to lick the others clean; whoever squirted farthest earned an extra load. Kurenai drilled them in proper etiquette, teaching them to beg, to present, to thank him for every thrust.
By the final day all four girls knelt before him and pleaded to become his concubines. Pleased, he produced four identical dildos molded from his own cock, each etched with sealing arrays. "Keep these inside you at all times. When I fuck one of you, the others will feel it too."
The return journey began. The palanquin swayed between the soldiers. Outside, Naruto, Sasuke, Shikamaru, Lee, and Shino maintained their guard. Inside, the four girls rode the magical cocks in silence until the seals activated. The dildos began thrusting in perfect sync with the boy's movements as he used Kurenai.
Without warning Sakura, Hinata, Ino, and Tenten all arched and squirted violently, clear fluid spraying across the cushions and dripping through the floor slats onto the road below. Their eyes rolled back; they collapsed in twitching heaps, the enchanted cocks still pumping inside them.
The boys outside stared at the sudden cascade of girl-cum raining down around the palanquin, realization dawning as the rhythmic wet sounds continued from within.