Disclaimer : I don't own Naruto. It belongs to Kishimoto-sensei.

Muse : It's not exactly a 'muse' really. But after reading 'The Claiming of Sleeping Beauty' by Anne Rice, I somehow found it 'excusable' to write this dirty piece. Haha.

Warning : Please heed the warning. I am very serious about this. This fiction is rated M for reasons. This fic will contain very, very heavy mature contents, such as rape, bondage, kink, bestiality, heavy sex, torments, the languages, and others. Please do not read if you can't handle these stuffs. If I may add, maybe this will be one of the most brutal fics in ff dot net. I have warned you now, I do not mind any flames, but I don't want you to complain about the heavy mature contents after I warn you now. You read at your own risk.

Author Notes : So, this is another product of my sick mind. I have, actually, under a different pen-name, written smut/mature stories. But this will be one of my most perverted story I have ever written. And do notice, that although I put 'Sasuke' as the second character, this fiction will have an equal treatment for Sasuke, Sai, and Sasori. Why I put Sasuke as the 2nd character here, is because in this 1st chapter, he will be the one on main spot light.

Summary : AU. Hard life made Sakura took the job as a prostitute to get money. She thought that she had seen the worst of lives and sex, but that was before an unfortunate meeting with 2 twisted students and 1 psychotic teacher. VERY heavy lemon. Forusaku x sasu x sai x saso.

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There was surely a day where one's life would change forever.

The 17 year old Haruno Sakura had thought that that day in her life had greeted her when she was younger, when both her parents died after armed burglar robbed their house and she was faced with the reality of life sooner than any average kids' her age. Perhaps, the turn point had been when she first received the full scholarship in Elementary until High School after she won that through her brainy head. Or, as she later added, perhaps she had experienced that day on the Summer 2 years ago, when she was a 15 year-old girl who sold her own virginity towards a random 30 year old guy for money.

In any other way, she thought that the day had come. That she had experienced the day thus there was nothing else in this boring life of her which could make her any more surprised.

But, no matter how smart she was, no matter how mature she was for knowing life's cruelty, prostitution, she hadn't seen yet the most dangerous day in her life.

After all, dear Sakura-chan was still such a naïve young girl, no matter how much she put up that intelligent bitchy attitude.

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She buttoned back the front of her uniform and wore back the vest.

"You are really beautiful, Haruno. Your breasts, especially," commented a guy, her senpai in the newspaper club, as he fought back his still erect erection. "Can I touch you again tomorrow, after club's activity?"

"Tomorrow we're on Summer Holiday already, Senpai," spoke Sakura as she combed her pink hair with her little fingers. She wore her bangs down, covering her forehead and re-applied the lip gloss on her naturally pink-colored lips. "We won't be able to meet until School starts again,"

"Ah," the Senior sighed in utter disappointment. "P-perhaps I can give you a call and we can meet again outside school? Your flat? Or maybe my house? My parents are on trip to Europe, so we can have our way freely," he said.

Sakura turned around gave him a quick sweet smile. "I am already booked for this week, but surely, if you can call me next week, I'll free my schedule,"

"Good, good," he said as happily approached the girl and snaked his hand inside her uniform's blouse to put on some amount of money in between her breasts. He gave a loving gnaw on the mound before smirking, "Have a nice holiday, Haruno," and with that he grabbed his school bag and went out of the Club's room.

Sakura nodded casually as seeing the closed door before collecting her own stuffs inside her bag. It was then that she realized that her thick biology book was missing.

Unlike what most people thought about her, and despite her undeniable whorish attitude that was secretly infamous among students, Sakura was actually someone who really cared about education. She was never absent in class, she always tried to arrive early so that she could rehearse the lessons before class started, her lowest score was once in History of Japan (B+), people borrowed her homework, and well, she was given the full scholarship for her truly clever minds. Thus, it was important to get that biology book back, especially since holiday would come soon and she planned to re-read the book if she had spare times or if she hadn't any customers.

Trying to collect the memory, she knew that she might have let that book in the Biology Laboratory. Quickly setting this as her prior destination before she heeded home, she then went out of the club's room and casually walked towards the laboratory which was located at the end of the corridor in the 2nd floor.

The little scratching between her breasts disturbed her and she remembered the money the Senpai had just slipped on her bra. Unbuttoning the second button, Sakura then inserted her hand and took the money. Not bad, she commented to herself as quickly counting the money. Now she could pay up for her apartment's rent next month.

This choice of job, had naturally never crossed her mind. She, of all people, the one who was considered goody girl-next-door in Elementary and Junior High, doing the prostituting side job? The idea had been horrible to her much younger self back then. But that summer when she was 15 years old, driven by her friends' strong suggestions, she tried to make benefit of her own body. She could still remember the shudder, the deep fear, and the despair after losing her virginity. But what was it to say? She had no money; she had no parents, no relatives, no real friends. And she needed to eat, to pay those expensive books, to pay her apartment rents – she needed money.

Sakura thought that the reasoning would give her a slightly more legitimate reason to do this forbidden work. After all, she wasn't like those rich bitches –who whored themselves out because they were bored. She wasn't like those social-climber girls –who sold sex for popularity or pleasure. She did it simply because she needed money. Life hadn't been too nice to her and she just tried to be realistic. Normal part time jobs couldn't support her life much and the amount of times it required could decrease her favorite time to study. Selling sex service was easy, high-paid, and quick. And to think, she was always an efficient kind of girl.

She brought herself back from her light reminiscence and realized that she was already standing in front of the Biology Laboratory. Sakura only hoped that Sasori-sensei hadn't locked the room because she would be truly disappointed if she couldn't get her biology book. Kneading the door's knob and pushed it, she was relieved to find it unlocked. She opened it, her pink head then peeked inside and she invited herself in.

The lamps were turned off, but the peeking rays the late afternoon sun provided and the obvious sounds made her understand the situation inside.

A girl's loud moan and some creaking sound on the table.

A boy and a girl were having sex on one of the table and Sakura could only hope that it wasn't the table where she left her book. She tried to be stealthy, but it was impossible for the two not to notice her presence.

"Who's there?" demanded the boy with his deep, arrogant-filled voice.

"Er, sorry," Sakura spoke calmly. Sex, after all, wasn't a new thing for her. "I just come to get my book, then I'll just go and you two can continue,"

"H-Haruno-san?" now it was the girl who spoke and Sakura found herself looking up to discover who were the voices belonged to. Her jade eyes widened slightly upon recognizing the girl. Nina Saionji – her fellow classmate, the supposedly-perfect girl who was considered to be the kind-hearted, graceful, untainted School Princess. Saionji-san quickly jumped from the table and covered herself back in her uniform. Sakura watched in amusement as the girl tried to remove the evident in such a speed that Sakura considered her to be a pro. The next minute, the School Princess was already in front of her, bowing her head deep. "Please do not say a word about this. W-we haven't d-done it…er…technically. Please do not tell anybody, Haruno-san…" she pleaded.

"…Of course,"

"Thank you!" and the girl truly looked relieved as she dashed out of the laboratory. Her little action made Sakura thought whether it was really shameful to be caught doing that kind of thing? Surely, such kind of cheap-sex was morally-unaccepted and socially-abhorred, but Sakura had lost that kind of belief for quite a while.

The jade-eyed girl returned her sight back and she remembered that there was still the boy there. "Sorry that I disturbed your… er… fun. I'll just go get my biology book and be out of your way," she found it in order to explain as she neared her original seat in that previous biology class –which unfortunately situated near the boy.

Even when she tried not to look at the boy's face, eventually she came across the same recognition. Mostly, due to the boy's own voice. "Still the Biology-lover, aren't you, Sakura?"

She fixed her position and turned to her left, where she met the pair of onyx eyes. "Sasuke-kun," she acknowledged. This guy had been her elementary school's classmates and her neighbor while her parents were still alive. Sakura hadn't been that close to Sasuke, but they were kids when she began the 'Sasuke-kun' calling and habit just died hard. In high school, they were even more apart, but they still recognized each other. "So it was you,"

"Yes. And you ruined my fun. It was so hard to convince Saionji Nina to do it with me, you know?"

"I am terribly sorry for that," she said as bending over to go search for her biology book. She wasn't unaware with the fact that Sasuke's attention was momentarily caught with her firm rear, but she gave no damn. Ah, there it was, her biology book, on the dark corner near the table she used hours ago. Standing up just as soon as she got the book in her arm, she could almost hear the sound of disapproval from Sasuke. "You're not going home?" she asked.

He studied her momentarily before calmly crossing his arms in front of his chest in his own antique and posed the straight request. Or demand. "I want to laid you,"

She chuckled at this. Of course, Sasuke himself was also infamous as the ladies' man, despite his aloof and arrogant behavior. "I don't do it for free, Sasuke-kun,"

"Consider it as your own act of apology. After all, if you hadn't barged in, I would already have claimed Saionji,"

Sakura huffed a sigh. Although that she sold sex, it didn't mean that she always gave it easily. Today, she was simply too tired, and she was already in the mood for Summer Holiday, not some sex-service. "I don't know Sasuke-kun, maybe next time –"

"It's not even a request, Sakura," he stated.

She fought the urge to groan. Persistent boys always pissed her. In real life and in her sex life, she either preferred being an solitary person or a dominant one. She didn't really approve being ordered around. "I am slightly tired. I don't –"

Before she could finish her words, Sasuke had grabbed a strong hold of her school's vest and tore it opened.

"Hey!" she protested. "You can't just go force your way like this, Bastard!" Damn. Didn't he know how much money she would have to cost to buy new vest? Stupid rich, spoiled guy who didn't understand the concept of appreciation…

"I don't give a damn. You ruined my mood already," he said as lunging forward and catching her lips on his. To this, she quickly looked away, denying him the access and stepped back.

Sakura mentally rolled her eyes. Horny bastards, who thought they could get anything they wanted, were truly nuisance. She knew her power as a girl wouldn't help her much in escaping him, but she really wasn't in the mood to provide any real sex, so she did the bargain. "How about this? I'll give you 10 minutes blow job. For free. Then we're even,"

"I don't mind your offering. But after that, we'll do it my way,"

She snorted. "That's not what I mean, Sasuke-kun…"

"And do I look like I give any damn?"

"No, but you really need to learn that you cannot force thing around and –" her speeches were cut at the sound of someone else coming to the biology room.

"Ah, I thought I were the only one in school," announced the new voice. One that resembled Sasuke's in the depth, but instead of arrogance, had its own air of idiocy and yet witty sarcasm. Sakura knew the voice. He had been her Biology partner last year when they were in the same class. That art-freak who seemed to have twisted interest on her.

"Sai…"

"Oh, it's you Ugly," Sai smiled pleasantly. "And how do you do, Sasuke-san?"

Sakura sighed tiredly. "It's not 'Ugly', you airhead,"

Sasuke looked even more unpleased. Surely, after his chance for another sex was taken away. Tch, what an egoistical sex-craved bastard.

"Do involve me in your sex party, Ugly, Sasuke-san," commented Sai after he saw the torn front of Sakura's vest. Realizing this, Sakura clutched the fabric and growled.

"I don't want you here," Sasuke said to Sai. "I'm going to take her my own,"

"Well, I don't mind threesome actually, Sasuke-san. You sure you don't want to change your mind?"

Sakura held her biology book tighter to her chest. "No sex party for both of you. Period. I am getting out," she said, but Sai's quick hand got a strong grip on her forearm and twirled her around. In a speed that she couldn't predict, the smiling guy had her back slammed to the table. Her bag and biology book fell to the floor as the shorter-haired guy hovered over her body, cutting all exit.

"I'll pay you, Ugly. And don't act saint, we all know how desperate you are for money. You can mention any amount as long as you agree to do it my way,"

As tempting the offer was, Sakura was quite a rebel herself. "No is no. Get off me, Sai. I wanna go home,"

"Ah you want to do it in your home? I don't mind. Although I am sure your apartment will be small and smelly, I'm sure it adds the excitement,"

How she really wanted to smack her own head to Sai and got this irritating mouth out of her way. But before she could protest or even pushed Sai's body off her, Sakura felt another pair of rough arm pinning both her wrists closed and attached something to them.

She looked up from her lying position and realized that Sasuke had handcuffed both of her hand. Horrified, she began to screech. "Release me, now, Sasuke-kun!" she shouted as trying to pry her wrists free. No avail. The metal handcuffs were solid and the more she tried to get out of them, the more bruised her skin was. And what kind of guy who brought handcuffs to school?! She thought she knew Sasuke, well at least, she thought so. She always acknowledged him as the cold rebellious bastard, but she never knew before that he was that psychotic type to carry handcuffs around in school.

The ex-neighbor heeded no attention towards the squirming girl and spoke to Sai. "You can go now. I'll take care of her from here,"

"No. You go, Sasuke-san. I'm sure you don't want this ugly girl. You have a better taste,"

"I see her first. And she owes me something,"

"She said 'no' to you,"

"She said 'no' to you too,"

"I don't care. I may just force her to –"

"Will you two stop?!" Sakura screamed. This was starting to really, really irritate her. "I don't want to have sex with either of you! Sai, get off me! And Sasuke-kun, unbound my wrists!"

Sai seemed wanting to reply something with his dirty mouth, but the sound of the door creaking opened disturbed his attention. Then a sudden flash of light from the suddenly turned on ceiling lamps greeted her green eyes. Sakura tried her best from her lying position to see who was the intruder, and found herself heaving a relieved sigh. "Sasori-sensei…"

Sasori-sensei was her last year and her current biology teacher. Despite Sakura's love towards Biology, Sasori hadn't actually been her favorite teacher. The red-haired teacher was known to be quite a psychotic man who had twisted obsession towards puppets, and he was really creepy. But he was still a teacher nonetheless. Someone mature and rational who could get these two hot-headed men off her. She wouldn't mind if he gave them extra detention too.

"What's with all the ruckus?" he said in clear displeasure. Clearly, the young teacher didn't like people who sneaked into his own personal laboratory and caused commotion there.

"Sensei!" Sakura used the opportunity to call for him. "I am being harassed! Knock some sense for these two boys, please!!"

Sasori lazily dragged his feet towards the table where she lied and stopped just beside the table before commenting carelessly, "You're being harassed? I thought that you were opening your legs for them by your own will, Haruno. Aren't you famous for that?"

As Sakura paled, Sasuke snickered, and Sai laughed cruelly.

"Ugly, you chose wrong person to help. This sensei is as dangerous as us," Sai commented.

"Wha –"

Sai's words were soon proved to be true, as Sakura suddenly felt cold fingers kneading her warm right breast. It wasn't the action itself that made her gasp, but rather the shock upon noticing a teacher was groping her mound. "Beautiful skin, beautiful face. Do you know how many times I imagine you to sit on my lap on our Biology Class? I always loved to make you part of my collection,"

"Sasori-sensei," Sasuke spoke calmly. "I don't care about your title and the fact that you belonged to the most powerful political party, but I saw Sakura first. I will be the one to claim her,"

"Dear Student of mine," Sasori spoke in a fashion that Sasuke detested –it was similar to the way Sasuke's brother was addressing him. "I myself am not a patient person. If you want to have her, do it after my turn,"

While Sasuke seemed to be in the clear mood wanting to punch both intruders for messing with his plan, Sakura used the little chance to kick Sai by his groin, giving her space so that she could roll aside to the table. This resulted her into falling to the floor hard, but at least she was now freed from Sasori's hand – although, unfortunately, not from Sasuke's handcuffs.

The 3 men momentarily forgot their wills to kill each other and averted their sight to the rosette-haired girl, who was trying to stand up. And as 3 dark gazes bore into her jade eyes, it was when Sakura realized how dangerous the situation was. Even after 2 years of experience, she had to say that all of his previous customers were normal guys with normal sex wishing. It had always been simple missionary position, sometimes doggy-style, most were only blowjobs, and some she just allowed to grope her without sex. The situation she was having now, she realized, was very different.

No doubt that they were psychotic in their own way. Slightly masochistic perhaps. Oh, and she disliked pain.

Sakura felt her calf tremble slightly, but years of hard life brought her lessons to remain strong and hard, even if it was only on the exterior.

"Okay, Sasuke-kun, Sai, and Sasori-sensei…" she tried to negotiate. "Don't quarrel, okay? I'll give you all free blowjob, then we'll go separate ways,"

The three were silenced, and it was Sai who broke it first. "You really don't understand, do you, Ugly? And despite that unattractiveness of yours, you are still too arrogant," he clicked his tongue in disapproval. "I know that you are no novice in this sex department, but you clearly underestimated us. None of us here are the same with your usual customer, okay? None of us will said loving words, none of us will try to please you, none of us will be gentle with you. So save your decision to yourself, it isn't yours to make. And instead of you showing your usual dominant power, you should be squirming, begging for mercy –which we will not consider, anyway."

The fact that Sai still said that with a smile strengthened Sakura's belief of how twisted he was.

"I…" she found words to be stuck on her throat.

"I know how you thought that you can handle us, just because you think you have experiences enough. But believe me, Sakura, we can even make you traumatized with your side job," spoke Sasuke.

"Alright, it's settled," announced Sai. "Sasuke-san, you're right. Since you were the first to see her, then you may have her first. But you will have to wait for your turn, Sasori-sensei. You were the last one,"

"Be grateful that I passed you last semester," said the red-haired. "Alright," he finally said as moving away from the table to the door. The usually intelligent Sakura must have been panicked for she didn't think fast enough to run while she had the chance. Now, Sasori had locked the biology laboratory and inserted the key inside his pants' pocket.

Which meant, no way to get out.

…

And she couldn't deny the growing fear and contradiction in herself.

The first voice told her to calm down. After all, those guys could only merely bluff, right? It was she who had experience in these kind of stuffs. It was she, who should be dictating them what to do, not the other ways around. All she needed to show was her usual calmness and she was sure she could get away from this mess. Yes, yes, that was what she would do. Control the guys, like what she usually did.

Clearing her voice and strengthening her will, Sakura softly spoke, "So… it's Sasuke's first? Fine." The slim girl then silently gulped and tried to make somehow confident steps approaching the Uchiha guy. "So, what do you want to do to me, Sasuke-kun? Maybe we can start with a kiss? To ease things out," she suggested as leaning forward, and even with great difficulty with her handcuffed hands, she managed to tiptoe and kissed the Uchiha's cold lips. She began slowly, warmly, because she always put affection and devotion to each and every of her job. Giving a sly, kitten-like lick on his lips, she slowly bit his lower lip to which he responded with opening his mouth and savoring her lips more.

Good, good, Sakura thought. She knew that Sasuke would soon fall for her rhythm. She would soon convince Sasuke to take off the handcuffs and teased him about the wonders her fingers could do if she wasn't bounded. Sakura was about to do so, before she felt the gravity, the sudden rush of air, and the hard slamming, again. Opening her eyes frantically, she realized that Sasuke had ended the kiss and slammed her body back to the biology table.

"The ropes are in the first cabinet. Maybe you can help Uchiha get it, Sai," suggested Sasori as he seated himself in his own comfortable position and watched Sasuke in action. Sai came seconds later with the referred rope and he handed it to the much impatient Sasuke, who had snapped the rope and quickly tie it around Sakura's hands, securing her wrist even more and he tired the other end of the rope to the brick collumn that supported the laboratory, just behind him. The panic in her doubled when Sasuke grabbed the second rope and tied it to both Sakura's ankles –not forgetting to spread them away from each other, and tied each ends to the table's legs.

"You surely haven't knocked it into your mind, have you? We told you that it would be us taking control, guiding you, not the other way around," spoke Sasuke roughly. He was then taking off her schools' shoes and slowly sliding off both her white socks.

Realizing her state of bonding, Sakura, for the first time, followed her instinct and did the thing that she should have done much, much earlier.

She screamed.

She didn't care the lost of poise, she didn't care that dominance wasn't hers again. She just needed to get out. She used to handle normal guys with excess hormones, not twisted freaks with queer sense for sex.

Sasuke slapped her hard on the cheek and her screams stopped, replaced by whimpers. It was then that she realized that these guys would not hesitate to hurt her to get what they wanted. Sasuke used her dizziness to take off her red tie, gnawing it until it became rounder in his palm before brutally force it inside her little mouth. She gagged at his rough act, but before she could spill the tie off her mouth, Sasuke had plastered her lips, preventing her to do so. Sakura struggled some more but her bounded legs and arms failed her. And before her panic subsided, she felt a flash of light on her face.

"You are prettier this way, Ugly," commented Sai, who apparently had taken a picture of her with a camera. She panicked. There was supposedly no any prove of her acts! But Sai was even more merciless, for he had grabbed a thing from his bag, which appeared to be a video camera. "I'm gonna shoot and record the entire process. Perhaps after it, I will let you borrow the video –it can be your promotion profile video as a hooker, you know?"

Sakura squirmed, clearly indicating that she loathed the idea. It was bad enough that Sasuke would do things towards her, surely Sai didn't need to add up her humiliation by recording her?!

"Have you ever had bondage sex, Sakura?" Sasuke questioned suddenly, now her attention was back to him. Sakura didn't need to reply, because Sasuke could tell from the pure fear on her eyes that this girl had never tested the thing. Sasuke continued calmly, "I must say that I am a supporter of BDSM. And surely, I will have you feel the art of it,"

Sakura wanted to spit at this handsome guy's face, really. If only she wasn't gagged…

"I'm going to momentarily untie the ropes on your ankles and wrists. I will also take off the handcuffs. But don't even try to run away or do anything stupid, because –" and as Sasuke hung his words, he pressed something cold on Sakura's temple. "This may blow your clever brains out,"

Horridly, Sakura moved her muscles to look what was pressed on her temple.

A gun. A revolver.

Even before she could think it was real or not, Sasuke had taken the gun off her temple and aimed it at the nearest wall and pulled the trigger.

A dull sound was heard, and Sakura could see herself how the bullet had tore deep the wall. Sasori glared at Sasuke in disapproval, but the later ignored it as he pressed the gun back to her temple. "As you can see, it is a real one and it is sound-proof. And trust me, you shall be wiser not to test my patience and make me blow your pretty head with this. Do you understand?"

She paused. Sweat rolled fast on her skin and her heart felt beating hard inside her ribs.

Sasuke pushed the gun harder onto her temple skin as he whispered, "I am your master now, and you will show me pure obedience, you got that? If I ask you, you will have to reply it with a nod or with a shook, you understand?"

Quickly and vigorously, Sakura nodded. She gave no protest as Sasuke did what he told her earlier: he untied the ropes from her ankles and wrists, and he opened the handcuffs. While he was busied doing so, he handed the gun to Sasori –who took pleasure in having his control on her. Sasori made it certain that the gun could blow her head anytime, as Sasuke ordered her around.

"On your knees, Sakura. And lift both your arms up," Sasuke commanded and she was quick to oblige. He smirked in approval as climbing the table himself and kneeling in front of Sakura too. His hand was firmly holding the rope and he quickly made his first tying. He surrounded her body with the rope and tied it just above her chest. The strong pressure on her chest made it harder for her to breath, and despite the uniform she was still wearing, the roughness of the rope somehow still felt as if tearing her covered skin.

Sasuke was quick to work. Without wasting no time, he tied the knot and with the remaining, still lengthy rope, he made another tying –this time below her chest and he secured it on her back. There was still many length left for the rope and Sasuke bounded her chest more, this time vertically from the valley of her covered breasts towards her neck and knotted it there.

Sakura gulped in panic. Her eyes tried not to look at the skilful hands of Sasuke and especially not the lens of the video camera Sai was still holding.

"Now, put your hands together on your back," instructed Sasuke. Sakura did so, and Sasuke quickly pulled the rope from her neck to once again tie Sakura's wrists together on he her back. Now, her arms were back in their previously futile position. "Very good, Slave," and Sakura was quick to detest the name. "Now, I want you to squat down,"

She shot him a hateful glare, but Sasori still pressed the mouth of gun to her temple, thus, grudgingly, she obliged and turned her kneeling position into a squatting one. From this position, she knew that her white underwear could be seen under her short pleated skirt. Sai didn't waste any time to shoot this scene and Sakura knew that the bastard even zoomed the video camera to get more picture of her panty. This position, besides being an advantage for Sai's camera lens, was also another advantage for Sasuke to stretch the rough rope from her tied hands on the back to her ass, to the valley between her rear, then moving up and front in the middle of her covered crotch and securely between the lips of her sex. This kind of tying had made her school's skirt hiked upwards, and there was really no excuse to hide her white underwear now.

More than what the rope had done to her chest area; the hard rope was extremely uncomfortable and itchy on her nether area. Sasuke made sure the discomfort doubled by slowly pulling the rope on her lower area forward and backward, making its rough texture to rub hotly on her ass and crotch. He had painfully done so for at least a minute, in which the speed had tripled eventually, making her natural juices to fall, dampening her underwear. Sakura cursed herself as she moaned in muffled voice to her gag. Sasuke smirked at this although his hand found his way once again to her cheek and slapped her again.

"You are not to feel any pleasure, dear Sakura. What I'm going to give you is pure pain," Sasuke coldy said, and as if to emphasize his point, he pulled the end of the rope very quickly and strongly, then tightly tied it to the knots of ropes on the center of her chest. Due to his sudden rope pulling, Sakura found herself fell down from her squatting position into a lying one –and that evil bastard Sasuke seemed to be pleased by this. "I actually want to bondage you in a more complicated way, but this is the only rope Sasori-sensei had, so be grateful,"

"And I have to compliment you and Sasuke, it seems," commented Sasori. "You certainly are a piece of art right now," he said as deliberately taking another picture of her with his cell phone's camera. "See?" he said as showing the picture on his cell phone. Sakura refused to see, but Sasuke had pulled her chin and forced her to look at Sasori's phone. There, she saw the picture of herself, for the first time since ever she blushed and was in deep shame of herself. Truly, she wasn't a saint. She had done too many improper things, but by far, this was the first time she felt embarrassment burned her entire body. On the little cell phone screen, she could see the bondage version of her body. She could see how tight the ropes on her chest were –making her B-cup breasts fuller, juicier. She could also saw her own white underwear, with the pleated skirts that already rested on her hip, and the rough rope that pressed deep into her lower organ –which also showed the dampness of it.

"See? You are beautiful," said Sasuke as he caressed her cheek lovingly. "I bet you are even more beautiful naked,"

Sakura paled and she struggled to protest. The cold pressing of gun on her temple was what making her reluctantly calm down. But the tension was up again when Sasuke suddenly jumped off the table, then started to whip her breasts with the small whip. Sakura bit her tongue to prevent her squeals of pain, while in her mind, she told herself to stop thinking of what other SM thing Sasori-sensei had in his laboratory.

Before she could even rest herself after the small whipping Sasuke had done towards her chests, Sakura saw the whip on his hand was now replaced by scissors and a stainless steel knife.

Her emotional feeling was shaken, and she felt sudden nausea attacked.

She had been very afraid of knifes ever since the murders of her parents.

And before she could stop herself, tears started to fall from her jade eyes.

"Stop your annoying tears, Sakura," commented Sasuke, completely betraying the excitement of the feeling of domination he was starting to have on her.

Sakura cried harder and tried her best not to vomit, and she loathed herself because they must have thought that their superiorities and the desperation were the cause. Sasuke put the knife and scissors down and took the small whip again and mercilessly began his series of tantalizing whip –this time on her inner thigh. "Your master order you to be silent, you understand, Slave?"

She nodded because she didn't want to feel the pain again. Sasuke then took back the scissors and knife and Sakura decided to just close her eyes, pretending that those two objects didn't exist. The feeling, however, denied her. Sasuke made sure that Sakura could feel the cold and cruel sensation when the metal accidentally brushed on her pale skin. He began on her skirts. Even with her eyes clamped shut, Sakura still could feel the scissors tantalizing her thigh, and the sound of fabric's cutting it created. To top it, Uchiha was sure to rip her skirt in a very slow manner. After few cutting here and there, and as minutes trickled by, Sakura realized that Sasuke had cut all fabric in his way. She refused to see, but she could tell by the sudden coldness on her bare thigh, that the Uchiha had left her lower section only covered with the white underwear.

Bastard.

Before she could have moments to take deep breath and calmed herself, Sasuke had played again. This time, he chose to utilize the knife. Her heart beat much faster when she felt the tip of the cold knife touched the tender skin on her neck.

For a long minute, she sensed no movement. But later, she cried helplessly once she felt the stinging pain as Sasuke pushed the tip slightly deeper on the skin of her shoulder blade. He created a 7 cm long wound, and while it wasn't deep, it was still a wound. And to say that Sakura had been petrified would be an understatement. The girl was shaking and she knew that her phobia for sharp objects would be doubled.

"Stop crying," Sasuke's cold voice commanded as he slapped her cheek.

She stubbornly refused. After all, her fear made the greatest pain of her.

He slapped her again.

And again.

Until finally her cry subsided into small whimpers.

"That's better," he said as leaning down, licking clean the cut he had made on her shoulder blade. His tongue felt hot and stinging to her wound, but perhaps her fear just made her exaggerating. Sakura then slowly opened her eyes again, only to have it shut again the next second she discovered that Sasuke was ripping her uniform with the knife. He had been careless this time –almost as if hoping he could make her bleed again –, but he was careful enough to cut in faster movement without cutting the rope that had been bounding her chest area. The ropes, however, still made the tasks harder for him, so instead of clean cut like what he did to her pleated skirt, her uniform was torn up in shreds and untidy manner.

He still made sure that all the big portion of her shirt was gone, though.

Once Sakura felt that Sasuke had put away the knife, she dared herself to open her eyes to discover that he saved only her white bra, the ropes tight around her chest, and very little pieces of shredded shirt on her upper body. She glanced up to see the satisfaction on those black eyes, and Sakura tried her best to show the hatred she had for him on her jade eyes. He laughed at this and only kneaded her covered tits in fascination. "Wait a moment," he announced as walking away from the table toward the cabinets near the door of the laboratory. Sakura wanted to keep her eyes on him, wanted to know his tricks, but she still had problems to take care.

"Open your legs wider, Ugly," commented Sai. And while she was slow in obliging, the artist had pried her knees farther and she soon had her damp panty into his hungry eyes. "Yes, it's quite nice," Sai muttered to himself as he leaned down, close enough that Sakura was sure he could smell the scent of her sex from the distance. He was still holding his video camera on his hand, and to her great embarrassment, he now had the luxury to examine her covered crotch. Closing the gap between her legs was impossible due to Sai's position.

"It isn't yet your turn," came the deep voice of Sasuke.

"I was just documenting the image of her panty. I'm sure you will love the result too, Sasuke-san," grinned Sai as he finally drew back, giving the Uchiha more space to work on.

Sasuke put down seemingly very hard objects at the other table just behind him. Sakura couldn't tell what they were, since the Uchiha was backing her. But the next moment, she wished she hadn't been so curious.

"You will love them, Sakura," he cruelly said as carefully placing one, two, no, three snakes on her body.

She screamed through her gag and Sasori pressed the mouth of the gun harder as he whispered next to her ear, "The more you struggle, the more these snakes will see you as a threat. And if they do so, they can just gnaw their venom teeth onto your skin, you would like that Haruno?" And after hearing these words from her biology teacher, she tried her best to remain calm. As calm as she could while the snakes wandered around her body.

It was killing her.

The reptiles' somehow hot skins were tickling her as they moved around. She could even feel the pulsing of each movement, and she even was sure she could feel the pulsing of the creatures' organs while they glided their way on her sweaty skin. One snake found its own comfortable spot, encircling its body onto her left calf, the second was moving from her neck to her flat stomach, while the third snake was also moving south. Sakura shuddered involuntarily, and she felt the second snake flared up and she was certain that it would bite her soon if not for Sasuke's sudden grip on the snake's body. The snake hissed at him in protest but there might be something about him that made the reptile finally acknowledged Sasuke's superiority and the creature then comfortably lied still on his hand.

"This is how we do it," the Uchiha said, still grabbing the long creature, pulled the elastic band of Sakura's panty, and inserted the snake inside her underwear.

It took all her willpower not to jerk in panic.

Sasuke flashed the Cherry Blossom a quick smile, before grabbing the third snake, calming it down, before placing it inside Sakura's underwear too.

With 2 snakes inside her panty, Sakura gave silent whimpers.

"Shh, remember what I told you about struggling," Sasori reminded, but she couldn't pay any care. Her full attention was focused on the 2 creatures inside her panty –which moved and nestled their body on her private area. Touches to her genital weren't avoidable. She could sense one of the head of the snake on her pubic hair, while the other seemingly moved down to the lips of her sex. Frictions were made, and she didn't know how, perhaps it was too warm down there that the snakes chose to rest half part of their body inside her panty. Even the ropes that bounded her sex didn't deter the snakes to explore her female private organ.

The frictions, the movements, the hisses were unbearable. It was perhaps due to the extreme rush of adrenaline that she began to moan, loud enough even through her muffled mouth.

"Oh, you like your new friends," decided Sasuke in satisfaction. "Good Sakura,"

She couldn't hear anything, she couldn't feel anything other then the way the snakes were moving inside her panty.

Her juices flowed thicker.

She moaned once again.

"Now, meet your other new friend," he spoke nonchalantly as placing something heavy on her stomach.

Another snake. Only one, but it was big. Bigger than her own thigh.

Her eyes widened in horror as the slit eyes were looking back at her. Next to her ears, she could hear Sasori commented again, "Ah, this one's my favorite. He's very trained and knows what to do. Very intelligent too,"

Sasuke nodded in approval as the big snake wasted no time to begin exploring her body. Its' main destination was obvious, as it moved upwards, to her breasts. The big head nudged inside her bra, and due to the snake's rather enormity, its ministration made her bra lifted up. The pressure of the rope that was pressing her down and the contrary the snake was making by raising the white bra up was hurting her. The ropes around her chest were very tight, but the snake itself was very persistent. She was sure that bruises would appear, but then Sasuke handled the situation.

"A moment, Friend," he muttered to the snake as caressing it and moving it slightly lower. He then lifted her back a little and unclasped the bra. Then, without any second to waste, Sasuke took a strong grip of the front side of her bra and yanked them in a very brutal and quick way. He yanked them so fast, so rough, that even the already tight rope couldn't hold the fabric down. And as he did this action, Sakura's breasts juggled into view, much to the pleasure of 3 hungry human's eyes and 1 devious snake. Now she was completely topless, save for the still rope and the big snake which was moving back to her tits.

Sakura soon felt the same pulsing, the same frictions as those 2 little snakes did inside her panty. The big snake was moving its heavy body across Sakura's breasts, making sure that it passed every curve, every peaks. The snake was so heavy that she felt instantly breathless. This continued as the creature went forth and rubbed its body on her hardening nipples. The snake then raised its head, and perhaps Sasori was right, this snake was intelligent in his perverted way, as its tongue was pushed out and the vile animal licked her nipple with his tiny, vibrating tongue. And almost deliberately, the end of the big snake's body was tapping (if not slamming) onto her still covered womanhood. The movements made her want to cry. Those 2 smaller snakes still hadn't finished nestling and moving their body inside her panty, while the big one just seemed to tap itself onto her crotch from outside. And the rope that was cutting her skin still bounded in the middle of the slit of her sex. The pressure of the three creatures on her panty made the rope rubbed harder onto the parting of her labia.

She didn't know what to think.

Sakura thought she saw white all over and the rush of something from her navel that she knew well, but didn't experience often: Orgasm.

Slowly, the whore could hear her own loud moan. Apparently, Sasuke had decided to take off the plaster off her lips and the tie out of her mouth. Sakura felt a sudden intake of air, but what she savored wasn't the feel of fresh oxygen inside her lungs, but rather the need to cry out the loud moan. She thought she screamed out some dirty words and perhaps the entire laboratory's wall echoed back, but she really, really didn't give a damn.

Sweats rolled hard from all pores of her body and the creatures still lingered on her skin, although their movements had quieted down much. She lied there helpless and took several calming breaths. The snakes rested on her body for another minute, before finally Sasuke lifting them up one by one until her body was free from any living creature. She sighed in relief, although on the other hand, she felt her body suddenly became colder.

"Nothing has entered your body, and yet you already have that kind of orgasm, Sakura," pointed Sasuke as he touched her still covered crotch. The panty was damp with her sweat and her own juice.

"H-huh?" her reply came in a slurry voice, she was too tired, could Sasuke just gave her time to refresh and –

She let out a scream when she felt a strong finger dwelled deep into her core. Sasuke was pushing his middle finger at the holes of her vagina. The problem was, her womanhood was still covered with her white underwear and the binding rope was still in its tight place. Thus, when Sasuke tried to push his finger into her, not only that he roughly inserted the fabric of her cotton underwear, but also the ultra uncomfortable surface of the rope. Although these 2 obstacles prevented his digit to go deeper, the force altogether was killing her enough that she just had to scream.

"Shut up, Sakura," Sasuke commented as now taking back his finger, only to take a hold of the rope and began to rub her sex with the rough rope. She whimpered loudly when the coarse material stroked her clitoris.

"He told you to shut up," said Sasori, who now, lifted the mouth of the gun off her temple, only to shove it deep into her mouth, gagging her back. "Believe me, I'm not afraid to blow it. And for you information, the three of us are often considered to be necrophilia,"

Sakura bit her tongue to prevent neither the sobs nor the screams. But the ministration Sasuke was doing with the rope was disturbing enough that she chose to just clench her eyes shut again.

He rubbed the rope on her for 2 minutes, but to her, it felt too long that she felt sore already. After that, Sasuke grabbed the scissors and finally cut the rope on her lower section, slightly freeing the poor girl from the torture. Although the rope was dismissed from her private womanhood, due to the special knotting, it still bounded her hands on the back and her plump breasts on place. But at least, to the mercy of Sasuke, she was freed from the tight binding on her crotch.

But before Sakura could heave a relieved sigh, Sasuke had jumped back to the table, unbuckled his belt and school trousers, before taking out his pulsing member and shoved it deep inside her hole.

Despite Sasori's warning, Sakura screamed. Fortunately, the teacher seemed to excuse her that moment.

Although that Sasuke had played several rough foreplays on her pussy and that her organ was flooding with the juice, Sasuke hadn't prepared the inside of the cavern. Sakura had other men's dicks into her vagina many times, but she always made sure that she was prepared and ready before the pulsing penis truly got in. Sasuke, however, hadn't been so patient nor caring. His sudden thrust was merciless, cold, strong, and jabbing. She almost thought that it might be possible for her to bleed again despite her virginal blood that was already shed 2 years ago.

His hand then calmly snaked to her nipple and with the exact roughness that he had in him, Sasuke pinched the pink bud hard. Sakura whimpered and heard that Sasuke instructed Sasori to get the gun off her mouth because this time he wanted to hear her 'pretty mouth' as he banged himself hard onto her.

She didn't even remember how many thrust he did. And Sasuke always cruelly made sure that it was more of pain she felt than pleasure.

Sakura thought she finally screamed his name when her second orgasm came.

Sasuke poured his cum inside her.

The world twirled around. She thought she could feel (again) Sai's video camera lens trying to zoom up at her nipples, Sasori's secretive caress on her rear, and of course, Sasuke's wild banging. She thought that she blacked out for a couple of minute in which she didn't gain any consciousness of the situation around her.

The next moment she opened her eyes, she saw the ever calm Sasuke was zipping up his trousers as well as trying to slow down his breaths. The Uchiha then jumped off the table and walked closer to her head and bent down to whisper something. "Good girl. We started it with a kiss and we shall end it with one, too," he murmured before closing the gap between their lips. And despite the utter exhaust, Sakura found herself still wanting to respond to Sasuke's ironically very gentle kiss.

He ended it after a minute of saliva-mixing and drew her posture straight again.

Sakura closed her eyes and drew a long, relieved breath.

It was finally over.

She might have needed to deal with her sore pussy and the bruises the ropes caused her, but at least, it was over.

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"I'll give you 15 minutes rest, Ugly. Afterwards, it's my turn," commented Sai as giving the video camera to Sasuke and exchanged the roles.

To be continued.

A/n: Aha, first chapter is done. How was it? Too heavy? Too inappropriate? I TOLD you it was going to be very heavy.

Now, there is one thing that I want to underline: This fiction is a fiction and shall remain as one, okay? This is only a product of my sick mind, but at least I can say that in real world, I really, really abhor any concept of raping. Raping is a crime. I put it into the mature sections with the hope that those who read will make it into mind that this is only fan fiction. It's created only for fun, for the kind of thing that may not be (and shall not be) obtained in the real world, okay? The purpose of this fanfic is only to entertain, in its cruel kind of dark humor. Not more than that.

Okay… so after the rather ahem serious warning, I have information to share: Since next chapter will focus more on Sai, then I will put this fanfiction under the category where Sai is placed as the 2nd Character. Thus, by the time I update with the 2nd chapter, you won't find it in the Sasuke x Sakura section.

As a closing, I want to know your feedbacks on this. I told you, I don't mind flames. But please do not complain for the ultra-perverseness of this story because I've warned you from the very beginning and it's your own choice to read. Hehe. Anyway, thanks for reading. See you again in the hopefully kinkier chapter 2…!

1st draft finished: September 24, 2009. (4.43 AM)