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"Put yourself in position to be my cushion in my office Naruto. Tsunade-sama wants me to write a paper on enslaving men and submissive women that we can give to the truly elite kunoichi who earn it. I'll be in there shortly, I just need to grab a cup of coffee."
"Do you want me to have a clone get it for you Mistress?" Naruto asked. "I'm sure you would rather be resting comfortably on me then making a pot of coffee."
"That's very true." Sakura grinned.
Naruto created a shadow clone and had it go off to make Sakura a cup of coffee. He then followed after his master into her personal home office. Sakura's home office was larger than the Hokage's office by far. It had a large oak desk, an oak conference table that could comfortably seat 20 people, as well as a bathroom directly off it with all the amenities. Her chair at the office was a soft, black plushy chair with a whole in the seat that was the exact size and shape of Naruto's face.
Naruto hurried to Sakura's desk, got underneath the chair and stuck his face through the hole so it was just sticking out above the rest of the chair. Sakura paid no attention to Naruto as she walked to her desk and sat down. She smiled at the familiar feeling of Naruto's face beneath her ass and wriggled her butt a little to get completely comfortable. She grabbed a pen and paper and started writing.
The only sound that could be heard throughout the office was the sound of Sakura's pen scribbling against the paper, and Naruto wouldn't dare change that. He knew his Mistress wanted complete silence. So he didn't make a sound, and instead focused on the feeling of the pink-skirt that was currently covering Sakura's butt resting comfortably on his face. Sakura bought this chair when he was training her for a month, but they hadn't gotten a chance to get too much use out of it yet. Sakura only used it when she was working from home, and lately, she had no reason to work.
The hospital hadn't required her services, and her ever-growing slave empire ensured money would never be an issue for her. Naruto was grateful for all of this, because this was exactly what his perfect goddess deserved... but at this exact moment in time Naruto found himself wishing that Sakura would've needed to work from home more.
Usually when she smothered him beneath her butt, Sakura would sit in a way that would allow him to breathe whenever he needed to. In this chair however, it was kind of impossible. The opening in the bottom of the chair was fitted exactly to his head's specifications, so he couldn't wiggle his head from side to side to grab a quick breath. He couldn't move his head at all. And this was a problem because Sakura's round ass wasn't exactly giving him any breathing room... literally.
Naruto just hadn't had enough practice in this chair to figure out how to stay in it for extended periods of time without Sakura shifting herself to let him breathe. He would like to say that Sakura would remember to lift her butt and let him breathe on her own, but when she got in the zone, she tended to forget that his face was the comfy cushion she was sitting on. When she got really into something, he literally became an inanimate object in her mind.
Sakura had been writing her paper for ten minutes by the time Naruto's clone entered the office. She glanced up at it, and remembering who was beneath her, slightly lifted herself up. As Naruto desperately gulped in air to refill his lungs, Sakura shot his shadow clone an annoyed look.
"What the hell took you so long?"
"I'm sorry Mistress. I've never had to make a pot of coffee for only one cup before. It took me a while to get the right amount of coffee beans..." Naruto's clone explained.
"Whatever. Set it down and dispel."
The clone obeyed, and Sakura took a sip of coffee as it poofed out of existence. To the clone's credit, it had made a damn good cup of coffee. Sakura returned her full weight to Naruto's face, cutting off one of his gulps of air. With a small smile on her face, she went back to her paper.
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