Disclaimer : I don't own Naruto nor any of its characters.

Warning : Still, the warning is indeed VERY IMPORTANT. As the last chapter, I think that you will find more inappropriate things occur here. What you will be getting if you read this fic is sado-masochism sex, rape, use of force, use of many other things that make this fanfiction unsuitable for those under aged or for those who can't read such things. Please, heed the warning. I am very serious. For those who have read the previous 3 chapters, you know what kind of stuffs you will be seeing in this fic.

Summary : AU. As teenage prostitute, Sakura thought she had seen the worst of lives and sex. But that was becore an unfortunate meeting with 2 twisted students and 1 psychotic teacher. SakuraXSasukeXSaiX Sasori.

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Chapter 4

Final Exam

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Haruno Sakura opened her eyes.

She supposed she had fainted for a couple of hours, and she wished with all her heart that what she had experienced were merely dreams, but no.

She saw the black sky around her; she saw the vacant rooftop and the ever-closed door that led downstairs to the school building. Both her wrists, her body, her legs were all still tied towards the wire fence that surrounded the edge of the rooftops. Her back felt stiff and she was sure that the wire fence on her back would leave red marks on her smooth back. Despite summer, the night breeze still blew and tested her bones. She gritted her teeth to fight the coldness and struggled to free her wrists.

No use.

Damn, how long had it been?

The moon was illuminating her feature and the night fall told her that it had been hours since the three men left her.

When would they come back?

Sakura shivered.

Her cunt suddenly felt hot and throbbing and she cursed her own excessive fear to create such paranoia. Her womanhood had been resting pretty fine, and the soreness was almost forgotten. But she knew, that it was only on the surface. She knew that once those guys returned and had their ways with her, her pitiful pussy wouldn't stand the match.

How she hated them…

She wished they wouldn't come ever.

But each prickling second was killing her. The waiting was an agony itself. She knew that eventually, they would come, and she felt herself flinch every time the trees rustled or the moon casted shadows.

She waited.

Her mind was tired, and she almost let out another cry. She wanted to go home… She just wanted to get back to her safe small flat, took the longest bath in her life, and slept for a whole day. She wanted to forget all of these, she wanted to move out, she wanted to get into another school, perhaps went out town –she didn't know. She just…

The sound that she had feared finally rang in her ears. The door was creaking open, and three figures appeared behind the door and walked towards her.

She looked down, tried not to look at any of them, but one then turned on a flash light and pointed the blinding light on her face. Sakura pried her gazes away.

"How was your rest? You're ready for our game now?"

Sakura was tempted to spat on them again, but hours of their domination had made her much more submissive than her usual more fiery self. Instead of challenging them, she pressed her body backward. If not for the countless wires that had bounded her to the wire fence, she would have been able to escape.

A rough hand grabbed her chin and forced her to look up, and she could see that it was Sasori's hand. She was tempted to just avert her gazes, but the stronger grip on her jaw signaled her to look straight in their eyes.

The three men had apparently changed their clothes. Instead of uniforms and white lab coat, they were wearing casual clothes. From the scent of fresh shampoo and soap, she concluded that they must have taken shower and had the chance to refresh themselves and perhaps also had something to grab and eat. Despite her utter dislike towards the three of them, Sakura couldn't help but to feel the insecurity building up inside. These three men, despite how monster-like they were inside, were really forms of art themselves. Like Greek God, each contour of face was shaped perfectly with their each own uniqueness, and with the body that would make her originally melt down.

What did they want with a simple girl like her?

Sakura knew that she wasn't ugly, but she realized that she wasn't exactly that gorgeous either. And foremost, she felt awful, she hadn't had the chance to brush her now wild hair, she was sweaty from all their intercourses, and she smelled of her own cum and their semen…

Seriously, they could just grab any other girl.

Why her?

She didn't have much time to think, because the next few moments, she felt control back on her arms as Sasuke cut off the ropes and wires that tied her on the wire fence of the rooftop. Her legs gave up and she fell down with a soft thud to the rooftop floor below her and she remained there.

What would happen to her now?

Sai dropped a pile of what later she recognized as clothes in front of her.

"Wear them. And be quick,"

Sakura knew that the reason that they provided her full clothing (he gave her bras and underwear, as well as a pair of uniform, complete with the tie, blazer, socks, and shoes) was only so that they could have fun ripping them off her body again later. But she had learned to be grateful to whatever was given to her. Besides, she hadn't had many other options. Quickly, Sakura wore the garment. Start from the bra and the fresh panty, she then zipped up the school uniform's skirt, wore the shirt and tucked it inside her skirt, fastened her tie and wore the blazer, as well as putting n the socks and the shoes.

She let out a sigh. This made her feel much better, although not safer.

"I want you to do all your best for our last game tonight," spoke Sai, who almost always stood as the spokesperson among the three. "The rule is simple. You run, we hunt. You may go anywhere in this school, and we're even giving you chances to escape," he paused as if to sickly give an over dramatic atmosphere. "If you manage to get out of the school gate without getting caught by either of us, then you are free. We will no longer disturb you. We will erase all the remaining evidences, including all those videos we have you recorded on. But if not, if one of us, or if the three of us catch you, you will remain our sex slave forever. Or at least, until we're bored,"

It was always easier to be angry with Sai. Something about his irritating smile and his crude remark made her always want to punch that guy's handsome face. "It's not fair. It's three against one. And I am a girl. You guys are stronger, and you can run faster. You will always be able to catch me,"

"Hm, why being pessimistic? 30 seconds. We will give you 30 seconds to run first before we finally make our moves,"

"I won't be able to reach the gate in 30 seconds! We're in the rooftop of the school building!"

"And I thought your big forehead was not only decoration," commented Sai. "You can go hide and strategize your own movements. And who knows? If you're lucky you may be able to trick us and really get out of the gate. 30 seconds are precious, Ugly. Use it well. Oh, and just to be fair, we're going to tell you. Unlike before, the three of us have come to a mutual agreement to work on together to pleasure you. Can't you imagine? We hate each others' guts, but in order to please you with a foursome, we're willing to cooperate together. So, when one get you, expect him to call for the other two, and we all four will enjoy our night in fun,"

"Fun, my ass…"

"Yes, fun your ass. I don't mind anal sex, just for you to know,"

"Why you son of a –"

"How much longer do we need to have this boring chitchat? I've waited long enough," commented Sasori.

"Ah, you hear the teacher, Sakura. We're running out of time. So, we're going to start now. I'm going to count. 30… 29…"

She began to run.

Sakura slammed open the door of the rooftop that led to the stairs downstairs. She skipped the steps two at a time, in a faint hope that she wouldn't trip or fall, because it would make her situation less lucky. Inside, she mentally counted, to keep track of the time.

24…

She finally reached the bottom level of the stairs that led to the rooftop. She was on the 3rd storey and never stopped running.

Her objectives were to go downstairs as fast as she could, and if by the counting reach '1' she hadn't been able to reach the school yard, she would just get inside one of the classroom or somewhere to hide than to continue her run.

19…

She was on the 2nd story of the school building.

She ran out of breath, recognizing instantly that her body was never suited to be a star in P.E. She hoped only that her stamina still remained as she, again, skipped two steps at a time at the school's stairs that led to the 1st level.

12…

Come on…

Exactly when she counted '4', she was already in the ground floor. She was lucky that the end of the stairs was immediately in front of the school building's front door. Slamming the door open, she ran free out of the school building.

Great.

Sakura couldn't help the happy smile that was formed on her face. The school yard that bridged the school building and the school gate was quite large, but she presumed that she only needed around 10 seconds to cross the yard. Besides, the guys would still needed time to get downstairs and to catch up with her. She had time, she knew she had time.

The night breeze was blowing on her face and she savored the feel of freedom.

1… 0…

Time was up, and the guys must only commence their pursuit now, and she knew they wouldn't make it in time.

Yes, just a couple of seconds and she would be free.

Then, she heard dog's barking.

Sakura looked at her left, a couple meters behind, where a black dog was waiting just beside the tree next to the school building.

Wait…

She also heard a gun fire was shot, and Sakura looked up, where she saw one figure was still waiting lazily on the roof top, and she presumed it was Sasuke. He held the revolver on his right hand, and his cell phone on his left hand.

It struck her. They divided the jobs. Two would be in charge to pursuit her, while one would remain on the rooftop, to spy on her movements, to tell the two others where she would be hiding…

Damn.

And seconds felt much slower, but not less suspenseful. Sakura realized that she also had second problem to deal with.

The dog.

The sound of gun Sasuke fired seemed to be the signal for the black dog to start to chase her.

She screamed.

She screamed at the top of the lung and hated instantly why her school was situated far away from the residence of other people. No neighboring would hear her screams.

The dog barked even more as it pursuit her.

Four legs were much faster than two –and in seconds, the black creature jumped at her –his claws tearing the back of her school's blazer.

Sakura tripled to the sandy ground and was forced to lay down by the dog. But she didn't have time to relax, for the dog never ceased the barking as his fangs seemed wanted to gnaw on her skin.

She was very afraid, she thought she could pee on her panty.

"N-no…"

The dog tried to bite her, and its sticky saliva was falling towards her face. She resisted the urge to faint, because she had to defend herself. The black creature looked as if it hadn't been fed for days, and now that she was his dinner.

From her lying position, on the corner of her eyes she could gaze up to the rooftop, where Sasuke was already gone.

Arrogant bastard. Perhaps he thought that this dog was enough to hold her down while he could just join Sai and Sasori in their pursuit to savage her.

Then, she would never be free.

Never.

Such tremor rose the natural instinct inside her. Sakura held on the creature's neck, while she tried to just slam it away off her. The dog succeeded in gnawing its fangs on her ivory arm and she screamed. But the fear made her stronger as she gathered up the courage to clutch the creature's neck and with all her might, swung it away. She was lucky that she swung the dog into the tree's direction. Sakura could see the dog's body was slammed hard against the tree, and it moaned before laid limp near the tree.

One problem solved, but she still had plenty others.

She could hear footsteps and Sakura realized that Sai and Sasori would catch her soon. Gazing towards the school gate and calculating the distance, she realized that she would never make in time.

It was wiser to hide, besides there were plenty of bushes around the school yards and Sasuke was no longer on the rooftop spying on her.

Sakura turned direction and went towards the nearest bushes and crept slowly farther from the school yard and the school gate. She knew that the farther she went, the harder she could get into the school gate. But at that second, hiding from the three men were much more important. Creeping down like a soldier, she slithered away from the scene. Sakura could hear the footsteps coming closer and she held her breath in anticipation and fear.

"Where is that girl?"

Sakura lay as still as she could as she peeked from the gaps between the leaves.

"Do you think she manages to escape, Sasori-sensei? Damn, why did I slow down when Sasuke-san told us that the dog was holding her down?"

Sakura held her breath.

"No, wait," Sasori spoke as he looked down to the ground next to his feet.

Sakura paled.

The blood.

The dog managed to bite her and she must have left trails of blood that would give away her hideout.

Shit!

And in the crucial second, she foolishly managed to break a twig.

Sasori and Sai were having their attention directed to the spot where she was hiding.

"Our little bunny is over there…"

Knowing that she was discovered, Sakura decided to run while she still had time.

She knew later, that it was foolish, but she couldn't think well, as she stood up, gave away her position, and began to run away to the west side of the school building.

Sasori and Sai were running behind her.

She felt like she wanted to puke. The terror was eating her up as she heard the running steps behind.

Sakura's brain thought fast and she took a quick turn to the junction on her right. She hoped that the dark night would at least conceal her movements a bit.

She was in the area of the outdoor school's swimming pool. Sakura decided to try her luck and hide again, and chose one of the toilet stall near the swimming pool area to hide. She closed the door and held her breath, as if it could help her hide her aura.

And waited.

She heard their steps slowed down outside the stall.

"Where is that little puppet?"

Sai finished talking towards the phone and told his sensei. "Sasuke is on the way here. I think she's not here, Sasori-sensei. Maybe she's in the tennis court, over there,"

There was silence, and Sakura hoped that Sasori would just be fooled with Sai's idea.

"Or…" announced Sasori. "She is hiding around here. Inside the bathroom, or under the bushes, or maybe, inside the toilet stalls?"

"We should just part ways. I'll go check the tennis court, you check this swimming pool area,"

"Right,"

No. Please… no.

Sai was leaving the swimming pool area, but Sakura knew that Sasori would be checking her hideouts.

She was doomed.

Damn.

Sakura heard the sound of Sasori slamming open each toilet stalls, and she clutched her hand so hard until she thought she bled.

1st stall.

2nd stall…

She was inside the 4th toilet stall… And she knew that she wouldn't have time to escape. She realized that there was a little window, but she didn't think she had the time. Oh, if only something held Sasori, just for a couple of seconds…

"Where is she?"

Another voice came just after Sasori finished checking the 3rd stall.

"Uchiha,"

Good. Sasuke came. He could buy her some times. She would just slowly get onto the toilet seat and then climbed her way out. Come on, just talk you two!

"And where's that smiling bastard?" asked Sasuke. "He called me here,"

"He's checking the tennis court over there," Sasori commented. Inside the 4th stall, Sakura was slowly pushing the small window away –glad that it didn't give away any creaking sound. She pulled her body up and pushed her head and torso out of the window. Good, she only needed to let out her legs and…

Sasori continued his speech, "I'm in charge to check on this area and –"

He opened the door to the 4th toilet stall.

Damn.

Sasori's smirk went wider. "Ah, what a beautiful pair of dangling legs,"

And without warning, she felt a pair of strong arm were gripping her calves and pulled her back into the stall.

Sakura screamed as she tried to free her legs from Sasori's grips and lunged out. "Let me go!!!"

"No way," Sasuke also went inside the toilet stall and aided Sasori to pull her back inside. With ease, Sakura was dragged back inside the small cubicle as she fell down to the toilet seat and hurt her ankles.

She cried as Sasuke turned on the flash light and aimed the light to her face.

Her body shivered greatly.

"You lose, we win. Now, as promised, you're going to be our sex slave," Sasori announced as covering her mouth and cutting off all those screams of pleas. "Call Sai,"

Sasuke frowned. "Unlike him, I don't actually want to share my property,"

"Our property. Remember that, Uchiha. Call him. And I'm not doing it for his favor either. It's only for the sake of Sakura to have a taste of foursome, isn't it?"

There was no reply from Sasuke, but he finally flipped his cell phone opened and dialed his comrade.

She tried to pry herself from Sasori's grip and she really did attempt to bite on the hand that was covering her mouth, but guy was just too strong, and she thought that she might as well have fainted from the lack of oxygen Sasori provided. Her bottom was pressed hard onto the toilet seat while her free legs tried to kick the red-haired man as her finger clawed the skin.

"Shut up, bitch," and Sasori slapped her hard.

She was used to their sadistic nature, but the slap still startled her as she quieted down and only cried in silence. The seconds were quick, she heard more footsteps and she realized that Sai was coming and that she would be trapped in their play again.

"A toilet stall?" commented Sai cynically as he inserted himself inside the cubicle and closed the door. "Ah good. It's long broken and not in use," he said as reading the paper sign on the door. "At least it doesn't smell,"

Sasori let go of the hand on her mouth and she greedily took a deep, long breath. The three men watched her quietly, intensely. Although the toilet didn't smell, thank goodness, but the amount of people inside the rather small cubicle was never comfortable. She could feel the instant heat of 4 human body's temperature and the humidness.

"On the second thought," Sai opened his chatty mouth again. "This place isn't that bad. Reminded me on the situation inside the morning train with all the possibility of sexual assaults by working men. Ah, Ugly, have you ever been groped in train? Perhaps a quicky?"

She ignored him and just began her plea.

Since when did she succumb to them much?

"Please… It's enough…"

Words that worsen the situation, as Sasuke rolled up his sleeves to fight the heat and darkly muttered, "It's never enough," and with that he roughly pulled her tie down.

She shrieked.

The next moment was almost a blur and she felt like she was being raped.

Oh yes, she was raped, wasn't she?

She could taste her own salty tears when she felt 3 pairs of hands roamed all over her body. The feeling to be manhandled by so many hands were sickening. She didn't have time to move or to escape. One hand was tugging out her blazer, another pair was ripping her blouse –the buttons went flying everywhere –, while one seemed to like the kink of slowly pulling down her shoes and sock, before joining the fun of groping her crotch.

Sakura screamed and she fought.

No use.

Another rough hand was pulling up her bras and was now groping her mound. Other hand joined, just as coarse, just as rough –pinching her nipples, while the other just pried her legs open as wide as they could. Her panty was ripped. All happened so fast. She couldn't tell whose hand on where, everything was blur, and she could only feel the sensation.

Sakura felt her chin was lifted up and one claimed her lips and inserted his tongue deep inside. It was more of a ravage of mouth than kissing, and she couldn't hold a thin trail of saliva that slipped out of her lip. Then she also felt hotness and thickness that slurped her nipple up as if it was cherry on an ice cream. Two finger was already inserted inside her cunt, and she had a feeling that the fingers belonged to different men.

The roughness never ceased for the next 10 minutes, and she knew that they switched positions, and the fog of hot breath was suffocating her. Her mind was blur. Her thighs were stroked, one even folded one of her leg and in the queerest position, sucked her manicured and polished toe nail. There were hands on her ass cheek, grabbing the two mounds and pried them wide just to see them juggle. There seemed to be no second where her breast was freed from groping. She could feel the redness of the roughness while her tit was gnawed and clawed, and even twisted ever so painfully.

Someone was kissing down her navel and licked her belly bottom, while one of the finger on the cunt remained and the other joined and stretched her inner walls. Her voice was hoarse of screaming and she felt like if she screamed anymore, she might break a vocal cord. One rough hand was pushing her back down, until she bowed in position and was forced to stand up. Her buttock was raised up, and she heard maniacal laugh when she felt something was inserted into her ass hole, and somehow she had a feeling that one of the twisted men had inserted the hole with a pencil.

Her pink tresses fell and formed veil on her despaired face. She felt another hand pulled her hair and jerked her face up. Her mouth was soon filled with a thick and long piece of meat that she could recognize as penis and she was forced to give a blow job. Oh how she wanted to bite on that thing, but knew that it wouldn't help her in this situation. The tip of the shaft was pressed hard onto her throat, and she choked when bitter liquid seeped out of the thick thing into her throat.

Her eyes tiredly look up, and despite the shadows, she could sense one small red dot in the darkness and felt instantly sick.

One still even recorded her in this situation.

Her body was pushed to lean back once again, and at least her mouth was free from the cock, as her back touched the toilet but now her legs were raised high inside the hot, steamy cubicle. The movement made her back slithered down and her ass even down in the toilet hole, but her leg was raised even higher. One was rested dangling in somebody's shoulder, while one was stretched away as far as the cubicle allowed. Her cunt was again for the world to see and she could even watch as the video camera was dragged down to survey the anatomy of her woman organ and perhaps even zoomed when two fingers stretched open the labia to show her clitoris.

She couldn't tell just how much juices she had produced that day, but the trickling sensation was faded, as one tongue always licked the hot liquid before it could trailed down. After the longest minute, the video camera was held away, but that never gave her chance to be relieved. One had grabbed the toilet shower, set it in the highest force and pressed it against her opening before pressing the tug and strong water was inserted inside her body.

The pressure was so high that she tried to pry away, but one was forcing her shoulder down and one even had his shoes on her flat stomach, holding her down. The water continued to wash the inside of her wall, the force was great that she moaned hard again for the umpteenth time in that stall.

One pair of strong arm was pulling her up in the standing position and slammed her front body to the door of the toilet stall. Her breasts were pressed hardly onto the surface and they even moved her body in hard sync that she was sure her breasts were bruising. The shower was set into the maximal pressure as it sprayed inside her once again before the device was forgotten. She felt her body was lifted high, until she could feel her hand could reach the gap above the stall. The pencil inside her anus was pulled out, but a penis was inserted inside her vaginal core again, while she was another different manhood was stuck up in her anus hole. She could never believe that she was double-fucked, but it happened nonetheless. Her back was pulled backward so it gave chance to other hands to snake in front of her tits and twisted her nipples painfully.

Despite the fear and pain, she had an orgasm.

Another cock, perhaps a different one, was inserted once again to her hole, but the wave of pleasure hadn't disappeared and her clawing on the door weakened.

God…

As finally her orgasm faded out, she began to gain back her senses. Sakura realized that in this position, she was the only one pressed on the door. Her hand quickly reached below, and found the toilet door knob. Taking a deep breath, she twisted the knob open, she fell down and stumbled together with all those 3 guys behind her, but at least she wasn't trapped in that toilet stall again.

For one being the most prepared, Sakura quickly pushed her body upward, momentarily freed herself from the clutches of the vile men. She stood herself up and dashed away. Despite her sore legs, she forced herself with all her might.

"Damn it!" She could hear Sasuke's cursing.

Her slim legs carried her away barefoot. Her blazer was long gone, and her shirt was torn in half. The tie was dangling loose on her neck and her bras were still pushed up. Sakura knew that her breasts still juggled free and without cover as she ran, but she paid no attention to that at the moment.

She went across the tiles of the swimming pool area and escaped to the garden, but then an arm reached out and pulled her down.

She shrieked as finding Sasuke managed to catch her.

"This bitch…" she heard him growl.

Sai then came and held both her arms and dragged her towards the tree.

"Let me go!! Let me fucking go!!" She screamed as try to fight the force when Sai still mercilessly pulled her. Her back was brushing the grass, the twigs, the ground below her were bruising her back, but the artist guy gave no damn. He found the tree that suited, stretched her arms away around the tree trunk, before meeting her wrists again and clanking them with the handcuff. She was then bounded to the tree. Meanwhile, Sasori was pulling off her tie, gnawed it into a small ball and forced it inside her mouth so deep until Sakura feared that her lung would never been able to perform respiration.

"You know what this calls for, Haruno. A punishment," commented Sasori as he pulled out something from his pocket. "Now, you have studied the art of bondage, hanging, bestiality, what else? Humiliation, gang bang, and many other. Now we're going to teach you something else."

Sasuke was in charge in taking off all her clothes. He couldn't get her shirt sleeve away, but he could cut the white piece of fabric until what were left were only two short sleeves on her upper arms. He also had tore down her bra and zipped down her skirt. Her underwear was long gone, and Sakura was again nude. But this time, she was outdoor, on the grass, and under the natural lighting of the moonlight.

Sasori then showed Sakura the thing that made her instantly pale.

A lighter.

He pressed down the small trigger and small, yet quite long fire was blazing up the small device.

Her mouth was suddenly dry.

"Have you ever had your nipples burnt?"

Sakura screamed through her gag and she rebelled but Sasuke was holding her down as Sasori nearing the lighter towards her breast.

She could feel warmth, and even hotness as the fire was moved closer and closer onto her pink bud.

The heat on the tip of her nipple…

She screamed.

Crazy, this is crazy!!

Sasori maniacally laughed. "Don't worry, I won't truly burn your beautiful tits. I just want you to have a taste of fear. Feel it, Haruno," he muttered as moving to her right breast and lit the lighter once again, the fire touched the skin of her under breast and she felt extreme pain. She could hear laughter as the teacher pressed the lighter onto her right nipple and lit it once again.

Bastard!!

"Try it on her cunt, Sasori-sensei," Sai commented in his stand position.

"I'm just getting there, brat. Don't order me around," and with fear, she felt Sasuke pushed her legs farther away from each other. Sasori knelt down below and Sakura lost the courage to fight up. As promised, he lit the lighter again and getting the fire onto her opening.

Her throat was dry –it hurt to scream.

She was very afraid. She feared the fire will burn her pubic hair and swollen her cunt, but Sasori paid no damn as he rested the lit up lighter below her opening.

The heat was unbearable, and despite her tiredness, she wriggled.

Spitting out the tie gag in her mouth, she then begged. "No, please. I'm sorry, I am so sorry I ran away. Please don't do thi –Akh!" she yelped when the heat of the fire became unbearable. Tears seeped out of her eyes.

"Let me borrow the lighter, Sasori-sensei," spoke Sai as the biology teacher finally handed the black-haired the lighter. Sakura sighed in relief, even when it only lasted for a couple of seconds. Sai pulled something from the pocket of his jacket and she saw the thin yet long red candle. He smiled down at her agonized form. "Have you ever tried wax before?" he muttered as kneeling down and began to light the candle. The fire lit up in the red candle and Sai turned the position down.

The first droplet of hot wax fell onto her pale skin.

It was slightly different then the heat from Sasori's lighter, but it was still hot nonetheless. The candle seemed to be make from special ingredient as it quickly melted away and Sakura let out a yelp every time the a drop or drops of candle wax splashed onto her skin. Sai focused the wax on her breasts and she bit her lips from pain when red wax started to cover her mounds in spots. Sai wasn't easily satisfied, as he positioned the candle even closer to her nipple and poured the hot wax until covering her pink nipples.

Sakura cried.

Each time the wax fell she withered, and by the time Sai finally managed to cover her whole nipples and areolas with red wax and then pulled the candle away, Sasuke seemed to be annoyed at her display of resistance. He then muttered, "You want to know the real fear?" he asked as pulling out his special item, the revolver.

It dawned into her. This time, he might want to kill her. After hours of sex and plays, he finally found her useless and he tried to remove the evidence by –

Without her anticipating it at all, Sasuke jammed the mouth of the gun inside her vagina hole.

Her heart skipped a beat.

Of all ways to kill a girl…

The Uchiha still had his finger on the trigger and he forced the revolver even deeper inside her cunt. "I could blow this anytime,"

Her energy was suddenly drained and she felt her legs lost their strength as they laid helpless on the grassy ground. Her entire body was numb and Sasuke made it worse by twisting the weapon inside her wall.

"How does it feel, Ugly?" questioned Sai, seemingly interested in Sasuke's initiative. "Perhaps I should jam another in your ass hole?"

"No!" she resisted, before adding a weak, "Please,"

"Fine, then you should just relax and enjoy yourself," commented the smiling one as he bent down and kissed her lips savagely. She tasted blood on her lips, and she was positive that it was hers. Sai's tongue lapped on the bruise and licked her lips, but the gentle act didn't mean that he slowed down in kissing her.

Meanwhile, Sakura knew that on her left, Sasori was kissing the breast which wasn't covered by Sai's red wax. He bit on the mound, leaving kiss mark there and there as his right finger trailed south and rubbed hot on her raw clitoris.

Sai was kneading her left breast while still kissing her lips and cutting the air supply. From the slit of her opened jade eyes, Sakura could see that Sasuke masturbated while still pushing the revolver in and out of her hot cunt.

The sexual treatments sent her into orgasm again. She wondered how many time these vile men would make her feel the sensation.

Her natural liquid lubricated the black revolver and Sasuke twisted the gun in quick tempo inside her vagina, before finally pulling it out, at the same time that Sai freed her from the kiss.

She laid there breathless.

The pink-haired girl could smell her own sex scent on the revolver that was aimed at her face. She knew by the looks of Sasuke's dark eyes, what he wanted her to do. But even before she could prepare herself, Sasuke had inserted the mouth of the gun inside her mouth. She could instantly feel the droplets of her own juices in her tongue.

Sasori had moved his position and he was bending in front of Sakura's opened cunt as he started to lick all there. Her inner thigh, her labia, her clitoris… His hot tongue even seeped inside the hole.

Sakura moaned again.

Sai was standing up and he opened his pants to show his bulge as he aimed the tip towards Sakura's face and splashed her pretty feature with that sticky, thick liquid of his own semen.

"You're very dirty, Ugly. Time to wash you up," he announced and his other comrades took this as cue as Sasuke finally pulled out the gun off her mouth and Sasori gave a long final lick on her clit before standing up. Sai went behind the tree and freed her arms from the handcuffs.

She had no energy to move.

"Come," Sasori said as pulling her up and she weakly obliged. She stood on her wobbly and sore feet but followed the three guys back to the swimming pool.

The water looked so blue and cool –she was glad when Sasuke told her to get inside. This way, she could at least cover herself under the water surface and washed the sweats and cum all over her body, as well as Sai's stupid wax. Sakura carefully stepped into the water and the coolness made her instantly want to drown herself. Ducking in, she let the whole water soak her until the top of her head. She was a good swimmer, and she remained under water for quite a while –not feeling like she wanted to see the 3 men's face sooner.

But sooner or later, she needed the oxygen and she went up to the surface and took a greedy amount of air. She watched the three pair of feet on tile of the outside of the swimming pool but decided to avert her eyes again and swam farther to the middle of the pool, while trying to scrub her skin and body.

When would this be over?

She remained there, swimming alone for around 5 minutes, before she heard the splashing sound and she knew that her nightmare was pursuing her again. The three must have jumped inside the pool to join her.

And she was right. Under the water, one arm was pulling her arm as she was dragged back towards the edge of the swimming pool, where it was less deep than the middle section. She prepared herself, knowing what would come.

Sakura felt two large hand of Sai already engulfed around her torso, squeezing her breasts, kneading them underwater. Another hand, Sasuke's, was pushing her head down under the water and he soon followed suit and submerged before kissing her lips. Below her, she knew that Sasori was thrusting his cock upward, inside the water. There was a funny feeling of having sex in the water. Her hands reached up, trying to get herself up to the surface, but the boys were persistent –and apparently, having stronger lungs. Sasori thrust his penis in and out and although with the whole water it helped ease the pain of penetration, his hard buckling didn't cease the true tremor.

Sasuke's hand finally let go of her head and she swam upwards and took a deep air. Seconds later, the three men followed, although they seemed to hold their breath better, and they didn't look as greedy as her to engulf the oxygen. They remained there for a couple of second, before Sasuke climbed up the small step ladder on the swimming pool, although he still had his lower body under water. Sakura didn't have time to analyze, because seconds later, Sasori pinned her head down and dragged her downward until her little head was faced south and her legs were still on the surface. She was positioned upside down. The water pressure was hurting her ears and she couldn't see straight, but she felt Sai's hands (somehow, after hours of sensing the three of them, she could start to memorize whose hands on where) were holding her waist and forcing her two legs up like a synchronized swimmer. Her legs that were dangling above the surface struggle to be free, but Sasuke, who was standing on the pool's ladder, held her legs high and parted them open and thrust his penis down.

The night breeze made her legs quivered, and the force of Sasuke's penetration made her even weaker. The feeling was queer, down in the surface, she was fighting to get some oxygen (which Sasori didn't provide –as he was busied with licking her areolas under water), while her legs were fighting above the surface as the monster thrust in and out like a mad man he always was. It was cold and painful, and he had to claw on Sasori's chest to let him know that she ran out of oxygen, before the guy finally released his grip around her neck and carried her to the surface –much to Sasuke's displeasure of his interrupted penetration.

She coughed water and muttered curses. Were these guys trying to kill her?! What was with their mad intention to have sex while she was fighting for oxygen and strove for life?!

Her eyes were red from all the submerging and her ears still hurt, and she began to shiver, but she realized that one guy still needed to plunge his thing inside her.

Sai switched place with Sasuke as he sat on the pool's ladder and seated Sakura on his lap. Without warning, Sai inserted his penis inside her womb and she cried as well as taking much oxygen, because, she realized that soon, one of the two other guys would just pull her down submerging again. And she was right. Sasuke was gnawing his fingers on her shoulder blade and pulled her backward, until her body was bended backward while she was still sitting on Sai's lap with his cock still inside her. The Uchiha equally drowned himself only in order to thrust his shaft back to her ass hole, just when Sasori forced her mouth opened under water and inserted his own manhood inside her mouth cavern.

She felt like her head wanted to explode due to the queer position, due to the lack of oxygen, but she strangely felt that kind of wave of orgasm, that for a moment, she thought it was okay to be drowned to death in such pleasure.

What a stupid thought.

She had became their whore, their toy, their doll, their fucking slave.

Sakura had never felt self-loathing more than she felt that time.

Although, at the same time, for the sake of such good orgasm, she would let such depressing thoughts off.

…

…

Sasori finally took his cock out of her mouth and brought back her head to the surface of the water. At the same time, both Sai and Sasuke pulled back their manhood and allowed the girl to swim (or float ) freely. Sai went up to the surface first, followed by Sasori, who also took the pink-haired girl and pulled her to the land, and the last one was Sasuke. Sakura tiredly, sorely, lied on the now not so dry tile, facing the moonlight and began to flutter her eyes closed. Faintly, she could hear rustling of clothes and she realized that the three had put back on their own clothes, while she still remained there on the spot, with water still soaking her entire body and freezing her bone.

She didn't give a damn.

She was just so… exhausted.

Someone threw a big towel to her, but she couldn't tell out who. Slowly, the emerald-eyed girl opened her eyes and began to envelope her nude form with the big, white towel. She seated herself on the tile and after wrapping and securing the towel around her body, she began to squeeze the excessive water from her pink hair.

What would happen to her now?

It was over for the night, she knew. But what would happen to her tomorrow? The day after? Afterwards?

Would she forever be stuck in their crazy, peculiar sex games?

Forever?

What did they want with her, on the first place? Why did they choose her? Because she was a whore? Because it would give them a good damn alibi?

"W-why me?" she finally posed the question she had been meaning to ask since much earlier that afternoon.

Sasori was the first to turn around, and was the first to reply, "You're very beautiful. And you ignite my passion. As if you're created to satisfy my darkest demand. And it's true,"

If she hadn't remembered what horrible acts he had done towards her, Sakura knew that she would easily be trapped by those words.

But no matter how much she thought them to be lying, she couldn't help but to sob. She didn't know why and how, she just felt too emotional. She was weak and vulnerable, and there was seriously –

"You wanna know the reason, from an artist's perspective?" inquired Sai as he casually lit on a cigar. She could smell the smoke and how it made her red eyes even blearier, but Sakura decided to listen up. "Your cheek bones are beautiful, just as beautiful as your perfectly-sculpted nose. Your hair is framing your gorgeous feature. And your eyes, especially your eyes. You have such wonderful eyes. As if you are screaming sex signals with them. Do you believe me if I say that only by looking at you, it always turns me on? I could gladly take you now again, but –"

"But you need to rest. For now," interrupted Sasuke. "My doll is –"

"Our," reminded Sasori. "She's not only yours, Uchiha,"

"Fine. Our doll is to be treated nicely. And you surely need your rest."

Nicely? How she wanted to spat on their face.

"So now, understand the rule, Sakura. Take a good care of your body. It's our property now," continued the Uchiha. "You're not to take other clients anymore. You are still a whore, but only our whore. You're forbidden to give any other guy pleasure in any form,"

She wanted to protest –

"And, you never had to worry about your life anymore. We'll take care of everything. You don't have to think of your school tuition, of your future college tuition. You don't have to starve in street. You don't have to think how to pay up your apartment's rent. We even already bought you an exclusive flat. All your life needs would be guaranteed by us,"

Sakura looked down. She knew the consequences. "All that…in return of my body,"

"And, your loyalty," added Sasuke.

"And, your good sex service," added Sai.

"I –"

"It's not an option, Haruno,"

She never had one, hadn't she?

Once a whore, always a whore.

"Now get up and get back to your house. Tomorrow morning, we'll continue our intercourses. Don't you think it's going to be a great summer holiday, Haruno Sakura?"

The End.

First draft finished : November 22, 2009. 2.33 PM.

Revision : December 26, 2009. 6.52 PM.

A/n : That's the end folks. Thank you for reading up until the end. I hope that you enjoy this fic, although that I will make it clear what I've stated in the first chapter: This fiction is only a fanfiction, and shall remain as one. I never accept any kind of these things in this story to ever happen in real world. A chance for another fic? I don't want to promise much, because I had no idea about it right now. And I'm currently still busied with my real life as well as my original pen name. This indisch k pen name won't be my top priority. But I do admit I truly enjoy writing these chapters and I would love to write more about Sakura and the 3 guys again, someday. If I do so, then expect it to be as steamy as this fic, hahaha.

Well, okay then! Farewell for now! Thanks for reading. This fic lacks review, I do hope you review… at least for the last chapter… *begging eyes*