It has been years since the end of the 4th Great Ninja War and for the most part, everything was peaceful in the Village Hidden in the Leaves. With help from its Ninjas and Hokage, the Village was fastly growing in size and people.
Still, requests for jobs were being made and The Leaf Village had the men and women to do those jobs. Well not for these women anyways as even Ninjas need a day off.
"I can't believe you decided to move into the Leaf!" Tenten announced loudly as she was wearing her white Chinese like dress with a pink flame pattern with a wide waist belt to hold two massive scolds. Not to forget her knee high black boots, fishnet leggings, with two heavy wrist bands. Even on her day off, Tenten was ready for anything.
Her companion, a tall blonde with very spiky pigtails, with her white long sleeve top and black shorts hidden by a purple skirt with a split in the front. Even then she still has a gray top as lite body armor with a wide red belt to hold her weapon, a giant fan for her wing style jutsu. Seems even Temari of the Sand believes in being ready.
"Well I just needed a change where I wasn't Lord Kakage's older sister." Temari said as she hid the brush that was forming as she thought about the real reason she moved. Or should I say the real man.
Tenten not picking up the obvious just went on walking. Showing Temari everything new in the village. "So how long until you become a Leaf Ninja?" Tenten asked as she stopped in front of a random building. One Temari didn't know but just thought it was part of the tour.
"That depends on when Lord Hokage has a chance to see me, but as of now he told me to enjoy a month off." The blonde explained with a long uneasiness. It wasn't that she thought taking that much time was weird, just that she didn't know what to do with herself. She never had so much time off, what would she do?
Tenten more than a little surprised to see this side of one of the most badass ninjas she ever met, the young brunette felt almost guilty for what she was about to do. "Well in that case, I know exactly what you should do.'' Tenten almost shouted as she grabbed Temari's hands together, in a way to comfort her friend.
Temari, a bit taken back by this, didn't have much time to answer before Tenten let Temari go. Before Temari could even say or do anything, Tenten pulled out her old headband. "Here, tie this over your eyes!" The Weapon Master orders with a friendly smile.
"Um….whammm?!" Temari tried to ask something, only to be cut off by Tenten placing her finger over Temari's lips.
Tenten just continued to smile as she said, "No questions, just trust me and do as I say." Tenten ordered as she removed her finger. Clearly with Tenten not willing to back down from her demand, Temari sighs and does as she was told. Taking the head band and tying it tight over her eyes, Temari blinded herself as the Leaf Symbols could be seen by anyone.
Once Temari finished blindfolding herself, Tenten's friendly smile changed to menacing as she took the blonde's hand again. "Just follow me. There is a secret spar that will help you relax." Tenten announced as she lied about where they were going. Instead, she was leading the former Sand Ninja to Tenten's own home.
Taking Temari into the building, Tenten turns and wink at a woman standing by the door. While leading the blind to an almost empty room with a small, one person size massaging bed in the middle of it with a small side table.
"Now just come over here" Tenten guided her friend along so she could reach out and feel the bed. "Good, now just lay down on your stomach and we can begin."
Doing as told, Temari slowly moved down as a thought came to her. "Wait, don't I need to remove my clothes?" Asking as she tries to get up, only to be pushed back down.
"Not at all, not yet anyways." A new voice said as an unknown woman used her palm to force Temari back in place. "This is a Hyuga Spra that specializes in using our Byakugans to first relax the guess by hitting the right pressure and chakra points." The new woman explained, as she wasn't really lying. She did work at a spar like that. Tenten just happened to pay for an in-home visit.
Understanding how the Byakugan works, Temari wondered how this would feel. More intrigued by the idea and how it might work.
"Now please relax as I must use these straps to hold you down." The female Hyuga stated as she went to grab one of the straps. Hearing this was enough to make Temari tense up as she wanted to get off the bed. "Please don't worry. Everyone has a different reaction to the messaging." The woman said as she placed a hand on Temari's shoulder with a gentle ease. "So we restrain you for everyone's safety." She explained more, claiming the blonde.
Taking a deep breath, Temari felt a strap being pulled over her back. At her shoulders, waist, behind her knees and even ankles. "Clearly by all these straps, someone must have reacted badly." Temari joked as she waited for the woman to start.
Giggling at that joke as the Hyuga woman activated her Byakugan. "Well your friend in the other room jumped and tossed the pillow like a shuriken."
"Aaahhhh hahaha haha!!!" Temari broke out laughing too quickly to try to hide it. Even though she was blindfolded, Temari could still sense that Tenten was still in the room even if the Hyuga was just trying to make her comfy.
"And there was that one time when I started on Lady Hinata….I kind of force activated her Byakugan.'' The Hyuga said as she brushed a little by this confession. Not even Tenten knew that and she had to struggle not to laugh out loud.
"Now enough talking. Let's begin." The Hyuga woman declares as she straightens her index and middle fingers out and focuses her chakra to their tips. Once that was done, in one quick strike, the woman landed the first hit right in the middle of Temari's back.
With that one strike, Temari head pop up and, "Aaawwwww" she shouted out in shock. Just as Temari was responding to that first hit, the Hyuga with top hand motions kept on striking. Sending Temari into sensory overload as she at some point stopped screaming and was just gasping for air.
With the first strike, follow a second strike. Then there was a small delay, then 4 more strikes at four key points. Next was 8 strikes, afterwards 16, and so on into Temari receiving all 128 strikes on her upper back alone.
"....oh….my….ah ah ah….by the Sage of Six Paths….!!!!!" Temari said in between breaths as she could only explain what she felt as pure other bliss. This may be just the start but, they already have a repeat customer.
"I will now move down to your lower half." The Hyuga woman announced as she double checked Temari's back. Making sure no mistakes were made. "Now this time won't be as intense as your back was, but your legs and feet will be a little more sensitive than normal." She warned as she got ready to start.
Once again as the strikes started to add up, going up and down Temari's legs. Even a few hitting her feet and toes. By the end of the 128 strikes of the message, Temari's legs felt weird. Like the weird numb stinging feeling you get when you lay on your arm for too long.
"Wow, that was….different!" Temari said as she wiggled her toes, just to see if she could. If these feelings were coming from just one session of the Byakugan message, Temari couldn't help but wonder what was next.
"Now before we finish you back, I need to repeat the process over again to get your body in the state needed." The Hyuga said in a claim matter while Tenten in the corner was giggling quietly. Even though she couldn't see it, Temari's face went from pleasure to shock. After such a strong reaction from the first round, could she hold up for a second? Well, she was about to find out.
Within a second, the Hyuga woman smiled as she shouted for her Byakugan to activate again. Next as Temari expected, she struck the Blonde Ninja. Shouting out, "2 palms, 4 palms, 8 palms, 16 palms, 32 palms, 64 palms, 128 palms!!!!" again making Temari of the sand howl out loudly. Having her body shaking wildly, calming down when the chakra and pressure points all finally are pressed.
"....wo….wow!!! That was…. incredible!!!" Temari gasps as she tries to catch her breath. Her body felt like it was hit with a Jutsu design to cause bliss. Even after her body calmed down, Temari could barely move her body. No way she could roll over onto her front.
Tenten smiled as she clapped her hands as she finally moved forwards to Temari. "I am so glad you are enjoying the message but I must take care of a few things." Tenten announced making the Sand Ninja turn her head, the only part of her that would or in this case, could move. To try and look at her guide.
Once the Hyuga started to remove the straps pinning her down. Temari understood, so she was surprised when she went to set herself up, and nothing was working. More than a little shocked, Temari did her best to push herself up. Again nothing.
"Ummm, Tenten….I can't really move." Temari said out loud, a little nervous by this fact.
Tenten with a grin just moved to be beside her friend. "Oh I know. That was the plan after all." Tenten announced as she placed two fingers against Temari's back. Walking them from Temari's butt to her upper back.
As her spine tingles from the lite touch of Tenten's two fingers. Temari found herself gasping for air from the peer pleasure it gave her. Oh God, if two fingers could do that, Temari would almost fear what anything else might feel like. She was in trouble.
"Now before our host leaves, she will do one last thing." Tenten said in a vague way to make the Sand Ninja nervous. So nervous she failed to notice Tenten was now by Temari's head, taking hold of the two top pony tails out of her four. Then without warning, pull back making Temari's head left up from the bed.
"Owww!" Temari shouted in pain. A Pain she was not used to. Not once in her ninja career had anyone had the guts to pull her hair. Then again, no one had the guts to paralyzed and over sensitive her whole body before.
"Now Lady Temari. I must ask you to remain calm." The Hyuga staff member said as she held up a blank white mask. With two small nose holes, two sharp eye holes, and a set smiling lips. "This will only take a minute. Longer if you try to fight." The staff member explained as she went on to remove Temari's headband blindfold.
Squeezing her eyes shut for a second as she adjusted to the light once more. Temari only got a second to see the mask before it was forced over her face. Shocking her as once the mask made contact, Temari could feel something. Like the mask was taking her Chakra. Not much but enough to take notice.
"NINJA ART, MASK FORMING JUTSU!" The staff member said as she held the mask to Temari. Once the jutsu was activated, Temari could feel it moving. Mounding itself to her face. Placing every little detail it could to the point that it fit Temari so well. It would not fall off for anything.
With the mounding and the Hyuga taking her hand away from the mask. Temari opened her eyes as she now found herself looking into a mirror. To surprise, Temari was looking at the white mask that looked just like her. Every little detail matched her face perfectly but that was not the only thing she saw. On the forehead was a purple dot in the very center, with two more purple dots around the eye holes. Clearly a design choice based on her fan weapon. A detail Temari really liked. Still to finish off the mask design was just a standard red lips. She was looking so close to all the details, Temari didn't even notice that the mask stopped taking her Chakra.
“Now I must tell you, we do offer these masks for new customers.” The Hyuga stated as she turned off her Byakugan eyes while washing her hands. Making sure that she looked at Temari’s eyes for any signs of emotional response. “And you are more than welcome to come back for the real thing and treatment if Miss Ten here ever decides to let you go.” She finishes speaking as she watches Temari’s teal eyes widen. Clearly understanding what was happening now.
“...........ummmm……….Tenten?!” Temari asked in a nervous sweat. Not even realizing how well the mask seemed to stay locked to her face, even as she spoke. "What did she mean by that?" Temari asked as she tried to get up but her body refused to move.
Tenten who just smirks at the blond as she refuses to answer right away. Just tease her with, "Oh you will find out soon enough." Tenten said as she pulled a table In front of Temari's face so she could watch what was next.
"I must be off now. Please consider us again." The Hyuga woman said with a playful smile. Winking at Tenten while using her fingers to remind Tenten that Temari would be able to move in 15 minutes.
"WAIT?! WHAT IS GOING ON?!" Temari demanded to know as she fought to move. As she now fears what Tenten was up to and why such a complicated plan.
Tenten with a smile turned back to her trap friend and got back to her plans. So choosing to leave The Sand Ninja in suspense, Tenten just opens the bag. Pulling out some rolls of tape, bundle of ropes, different size leather straps, and a few Chakra tags for who knows what.
The tags could be used for anything. Paper bombs, chakra seals, sleep tags, or even paralyzing. These thoughts did not help ease Temari's concern. "Now let's get you ready to head out." Tenten announced as she pulled out a kunai and swiftly cut off Temari clothing. Only leaving a cloth wrap bra and panties on. Something, Tenten was surprised to see how well it looked on her new Sand Slave.
At this, Temari's face turned red as a tomato under her new mask as she tried to look back at herself. "Now let's get going before you can start moving again." Tenten teases as she sticks her tongue out playfully.
Those despite her face showing her having fun teasing Temari. The Weapon master got serious as she spotted Temari's fingers twisting. So she acted like nothing was wrong, hoping Temari hadn't noticed yet as she picked up a roll of gray duct tape.
"Now say goodbye to making hand signs." Tenten grinned as she took Temari's hands and folded her fingers into a fist before wrapping the tape around them. Making sure to make them tight enough to hold but not to hurt. "Even those this is against your will"
"No, nothing hurts. Even though the tape is tight, my hands and wrists are comfortable." Temari answered in a calm manner that surprised Tenten with how well she was taking this. Not sure what to make of this, Tenten just moved on as she put the tape down.
Next, taking a few bundles of rope, Tenten put them next to Temari so she could make a hand sign for the Shadow Clone Jutsu. Then in a puff of smoke, a second Tenten stood beside the original. "First time doing that but as I don't have Naruto's Chakra levels, I can only handle 3 or 4 at best." Tenten said with a smile.
"Though I do get dizzy if I'm not careful with how much Chakra that I use up." The clone said as she moved to the other side of Temari. Grabbing her shoulders, the Clone lifted the paralyzed Blonde up so she was sitting up right as the real Tenten unraveled a bundle.
Now that Tenten and Temari were eye to eye, Tenten saw the glare that wasn't angry but intrigued. As if she wondered how far Tenten would go or how far Temari herself was willing to go. Taken back by this look, Tenten did her best not to show it.
Taking the rope, Tenten wraps the rope around Temari's tender waist and then repeats it before tying it off with two ends still long enough to be tossed over the blonde's shoulders. Well with a grin, Tenten jested that it would go that way. Into the brunette snaked it under Temari, in between her legs so the clone could grab the end. Then with a mighty yank, pull them up harder than needed.
"Aaawww!?" Temari squealed from the shock of the rope rubbing against her crotch, sending a shiver up her spine. Making Temari squirm, telling the blond that her body was starting to move again.
Seeing this as well, the Clone acted fast to pull the two ends up. Making sure they squeeze in deep into Temari's panties, just so she could tie the ropes around her two top pigtails. Forcing Temari to angle her head upward so if she wanted to look forward, which she will have to when she is made to walk. She would have to rub the crotch-rope into her crotch, deeper and deeper into she can't take it anymore.
"Hair pulling and crotch rubbing. It would seem you are better at "interrogation" techniques then combat." Temari said with an evil grin, hidden by the mask. Yes, taunting Tenten might not be the smartest idea but stopping her now would be a shame to all her planning. So encourage it.
Tenten taken aback by this reaction, had to stop and think for a second. Before biting her lower lip and rushing forward with the bondage. Not sure why this need to continue is filling up in Tenten but she was more interested in acting on her fillings.
Unable to hold her head at eye level anymore, Temari's head shot back up. Relieving the pressure on her crotch as she breathes heavily through her nose. Not even trying to reach for the knots, knowing it was useless with her hands taped up and the two Tenten's there to stop her. So when she felt both Ten's take each of her wrist and pull them in front of her. Temari knew they would never let her try anyways.
"This should help keep you calm." Tenten said as she and the Clone wrap rope around her wrist before taking those ends to tie them to Temari's crotch rope. "Or make her even hornier." The Clone added in as she took to fingernails and glided them over the blonde's belly.
"Ahh hahahaha!" Temari bursts out laughing from this as she tries to reach up to stop the Clone. This only pulled on, not only the crotch but the pigtails as well. "Ahhh ahhhh ahhh!" She gasped as she fought her own body to stop moving. Squeezing her eyes shut for a second before opening then wide. Temari responded to this with, "That was a dirty trick. I didn't think a leaf ninja had it in them for this." Temari mocked more as she leveled her head back to a bearable angle.
"Then this shouldn't be a big surprise." Tenten commented as the Clone moved over to the table to get more rope and then back to Temari. This time looping it around Temari's elbows. Pull them taunt so her arms wouldn't move any more. Effectively locking her arm to her sides.
Then using the elbow tie as a base to swing rope above and below Temari's breasts while tossing more over the blonde's left shoulder. So the rope would be going vertical in between her breasts connecting the top and bottom rope then repeat straight over the right shoulder to form a breast harness.
"Still enjoying yourself my little Sand Slave?!" Tenten asked as she watched Temari wiggling in place. Clearly her ability to move was back but the Sand Slave hasn't once tried to escape.
It was overwhelming just to sit there as the two Ten's continued teasing Temari slowly. Not just the bondage but small things that have been building up. Whenever she moved just a little bit, the Clone would reach around. Rubbing her arms against one of Temari's breasts, grinding the nipple while her hand took a tight grip on her other breast.
"Ummm!" Temari moaned in response as she looked down to see what they were doing. "AAAHHHH!" Gasping as the crotch rope tightens. Eyes almost watery from her trying to maintain control of herself.
"Oh, is my dear Sand Slave having trouble?" Tenten asked as she leaned in close to the mask face. Taking a hold of Temari's encase hand and pulling them closer to Tenten herself in a manner that if someone didn't see the bondage, pretty hard to miss, most would assume Tenten was just comforting a friend.
"Aaawwww!!!" Temari hollower as her head felt the rope jerking back, trying to stay looking forward. Wanting to reply but fought back the need to moan again.
"You know, I think it is about time to move on to her legs. We don't want to spend too much time here and be late for dinner." The Clone teases as she softly speaks in Temari's ear. Her warm breath moved across her skin as goosebumps formed.
"Do….do we hav….have to en….end it so….sooooon?" Temari struggle to say as the clone squeeze tighter on the boob she was using to help "hold" Temari up. Clearly a bit confused by what the Ten's meant.
Tenten hearing this again was taken back by her willingness to be Dominated by Tenten. So what was there for a girl to do….besides to continue as planned.
So as the Clone pulled Temari back to put her mouth just inches away from Temari's ear. While Tenten smirk turned evil, the both spoke in unison. "Now who told you we would be ending the fun?!" They asked and now as those words sinked in. Temari's eyes widened as she broke out in a cold sweat.
"As a matter of fact, I made plans to keep you as my Sand Slave for at least 2 full weeks." The real Tenten informed the Sand Slave as she leaned over to Temari's masked face and gave her a quick kiss.
"WHAT!?" Temari shouted as she tried to reach up to fight back, finally. Realizing just how far Tenten was now willing to go, Temari's need to escape finally showed itself. This escape attempt of course pulled Temari's head back, sawing the crotch rope deeper and deeper. "AAAWWWW!" she squirmed again as she didn't want to be seen like this.
"Let's get going should we!" Both spoke together as they let go of Temari, knowing she couldn't go anywhere with the door closed.
So the two brunettes went over and took hold of 4 leather belts. With a playful giggling as one moved in front of Temari while the other behind. As they moved together now, Temari was no longer sure which of the Ten's was the real Tenten but did that really matter?
Though she should have paid more attention to the one behind her as she pushed Temari off the massage bed. The Ten's were quick to kneel down and force the Blonde's knees together. Giving the Ten's the chance to wrap the belts around The Sand Ninja's legs, above and below her knees. So they could pull the belts tight as they latched them close. Running away was not happening anytime soon with the added bondings.
Next they took the last two belts and forced them in between Temari's legs. Looping them around the belts already there, making them even tighter. So no slipping them off at all.
"A bit mu….much, don't yo….you think?" Temari asked in a shakingly manner. Not risking to look down at all. Could only feel as the belt dug deep into her skin.
Hearing the stuttering reply, the Ten's knew they finally started to break Temari down and this response just got them more excited. First she was willing out of curiosity but once they finished with her. Temari will be begging to be the Sand Slave.
"Not at all, Sand Slave!" Both spoke in unison once more as a Ten went over and took out a long leather skirt. A tight looking one at that. "Now if you don't know what this is, we will tell you." Tenten said as she unzipped the skirt and wrapped it around Temari's waist, making sure her trap hands didn't get cover.
"Argh!" Temari groans as she Swift from the rope rubbing her again. Been happening a lot with this rope work. Still she could feel the two pulling the waistband tight, even hearing the snapping of a padlock. 'Every passing seconds, she is taking away more of my freedom! What did I walk into? Why did I let her drag me here?' Temari thought as she waited.
"This is a hobble skirt." One of the Ten’s said while she stood up so Temari could see her. As she did that, her Clone grabbed a zipper in the back. Pulling it down, forcing Temari's legs closer together, all the way down to her ankles. "I am sure you can figure out what it is meant for." Tenten informs Temari as the blonde could barely take a step. Forget the steps, her feet will always be touching. They will never separate as long as she has this hobble skirt locked on.
"Yo….you damn Leaf nin….ninja!" Temari tried to shout but could barely speak. Her hands rubbing together as she fought to free herself now. "Jus….just so you know. Eve….even if you break….break me now." Temari continued as she slowly stopped moving. Waiting long enough so she was at the point that she could finally speak clearly. "I will make sure to pay you back in full." The blonde announced as she smiled under her mask, then groaned out in pleasure as the Clone used the crotch rope to help her stand up.
Tenten was impressed by Temari's ability to control herself as it spoke to her training as a ninja. "I am so glad you feel that way. So as soon as we get back to my place, we will have one back breaking time!" The weapons master commented as she went to the bag once more. Leaving Temari to slowly realize the truth. After years of friendship, Tenten was now taking her revenge for her painful and embarrassing defeat. She was in real trouble and no one was around to save her.
Standing stunned and quiet, Temari fought to to get her mind straight, to find a way to escape. Snapping out of her fear induce paralyzing moment as she felt the Clone pick her up to slide a pair of Wooden One Tooth Geta Sandals onto her feet with something sticky on them.
"Some lovely foot wear to help balance and to make sure they stay put. We glued them on." Tenten informs her Sand Slave while the Clone puts her down.
So knees bound, hobble skirt, and now single tooth wooden sandals. "Then how am I supposed to walk at all?!" Temari demanded in a way that almost sounded like she was whining about the care she was receiving.
"Not sure really, but it is walking or carrying." Tenten smirked while making this threat as she went to reach for Temari. Grabbing the white mask and finally removing it from Temari's face. "Now open wide, my little Sand Slave." The Brunette ordered as she gave Temari little time to enjoy the mask removal.
Not sure what she meant, Temari opened her mouth to complain. This was a mistake as Tenten was ready for it. "Don't you dare think thaannnmmm!!!" She tries to speak only for a foul tasting piece of cloth being jammed into her mouth.
"Now now now. No need for such bad language." Tenten grinned as she held her hand over Temari's mouth so she couldn’t spit whatever it was out. This just annoyed the Sand Ninja as she tried to speak. Demanding to have this item removed from her mouth.
"N mmtn mmu!" Was all that Temari was able to muffle past Tenten's hands, Glaring as she saw the Clone holding one of the Chakra tags. Wondering what this one could do. Her head now bobbing up and down as she now was trying to grab at Tenten or the tag. Anything really in order to fight back.
This just made both Tenten's laugh as they continue to enjoy Temari frustration. As they calmed down a bit, Tenten took the tag and slapped it over Temari's lips. Sealing them shut so The Blonde could no longer speak freely.
"Now with that Chakra seal on, you are at my full control." Tenten explains as Temari grows more and more nervous. "With that said, let's get you dressed up." Tenten announced happily as Temari took notice of the Clone. The Clone who was placing the unused items away with the extras tags. Then with a poof of smoke, the clone was gone.
'Well, at least one problem is gone.' Temari told herself as she watch on. Feeling the tag blocking her Chakra as she try to cut the tape with it. Sadly this plan of escape only came to her after she was gag. So with her last attempt failing, The Sand Slave watched as Tenten held the mask, was now placing a new tag on the inside. 'What more can she do?' Temari wonder as she, "Mmmphh?" trying to ask what was next.
Tenten heard this as she finished applying the tag, looking over with a questionable expression. "Oh, you want to know what I added to your mask? Here, find out for yourself." The Brunette offers as she places the mask back on Temari's face. Sticking with ease as it once again refuses to move from its place.
"........!" Temari moans out in annoyance as she tries to complain about the mask. Really she loves the mask, but she's been wearing it for so long while being sexually tormented. Temari just wanted some kind of break. So she complained, "..........!"
Then it hit her as she shook her head in shock at the lack of sound. "..........!!!!" Temari screamed now as she once again heard nothing. It didn't take her long to understand that this new Chakra tag was designed to eliminate or absorb all sound.
It was no use as Tenten clearly thought of every possible outcome for Temari to try an escape attempt. For the first time since this all started, Temari truly gave in and surrendered herself. She submitted to her better.
"Now that is a good Sand Slave." Tenten smiled as she could see it in Temari's eyes. She had truly given herself to Tenten. Just what she wanted, "Now it's time to head home!" Tenten lied happily. Already being at her house, Tenten just wanted an excuse to march her Sand Slave around the village.
Some time later, maybe 30 minutes or so. Tenten walked forward through town with an excited smile on her face. Joined by a masked woman with an anbu style ninja cloak over her body with the hood pulled over her head. A fair size woman who only looks forward no matter what, even then it would seem at times that she was looking up more then forwards.
As no one had seen this woman before, they could only guess as to who she was with the only hint they had was her pink hair. Which just happened to be a wig that Tenten thought would be useful in helping to hide the blonde that the hood couldn’t. There was absolutely no way to tell that the woman with Tenten was Temari. Not with all that the Weapon Master had used to hide her identity. Even if the mask was identical to her face underneath, not even Gaara would be able to tell that his older sister was standing before him if they met now.
“Now when we get back to my place, which is just another 7 miles.” Tenten lied again as she stopped talking for a moment to see if her “Guest” would have any complaints. She didn't and just followed along as Tenten went on about how much fun they will have.
Too bad for Tenten, she is about to realize that all her hard work and planning was about to go down the drain. Just as she moved right into range for, “MIND TRANSFER JUTSU!”