Wow, my first Fic. This chapter isn't that bad, but trust me, It gets much better later on. If I got anything about the characters wrong I'm sorry, but I don't really know that much about Naruto. Feedback please!!!!!

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or any affiliated characters.

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Sakura wakes up on a cold, hard concrete floor in what appears to be a subterranean dungeon.

As she looks around, she sees what looks like a large wooden X on one wall, about the size of a human.

Odd, she thinks. Then she notices that at the end of each protrusion, there is a manacle, and the wood under these appears to be stained a darker shade, with a red tinge to it.

Before she can look around anymore, she feels a draft in your nether areas. Looking down, she notices that she's stark naked. Her immediate instinct is to cover herself, but when she attempts to raise an arm to cover her perky tits, she finds that it is in leather straps, connected to the wall behind her by chains.

Looking down at her feet, just to find that they are the same.

A noise resembling a chuckle resonates around the cavernous room, but as she turns her head to find the source she realizes that there is a dog collar around her neck, connected to the wall.

Immediately, she tries to use her chakra enhanced strength to snap the chains, but finds that it won't work.

Immediately, her hands dart across her body, until she finds a seal stuck to the small of her back, rendering her chakra-less.

Suddenly, the anger that had been building dissipates, only to be replaced by a sense of vulnerability and fear.

"Where am I?" Sakura thinks, images of news casts detailing gruesome murders coming to mind.

As her eyes dart around in terror, she notices that there are other instruments of seeming torture in the room.

A crudely made wooden horse with a slanted back coming to a metal peak gleaming with wetness, a bar with straps on one side just big enough to fit her own wrists, a pile of metal pincers, and many other horrors are in vague focus in the murky darkness.

As she is about to begin crying, a deep masculine voice rings out in the darkness. "Hello Sakura", it says. "I would like to play a game". "This room can be a place of great pain, or great pleasure. The choice is yours to make."

She screams for them to let her out, not wanting to be a part of their sick games.

"Now Sakura, I have given you an opportunity. If you are not going to cooperate, you can always be left here to die."

"NO, please, don't!" she exclaims as soon as the last syllable is uttered.

"Much better", says the voice, velvety smooth. Deadly.

"Now, I will ask you once more. Pleasure or pain?"

"Pleasure, please", she says grudgingly, knowing full well where it's heading, but keeping her iron will.

Light suddenly floods the room. Temporarily blinded, she hears footsteps. Someone is approaching.

Scrambling to get away in a desperate attempt to escape the footsteps, she finds herself restricted by the chains, only allowing her to move a few feet before the collar begins to choke her.

As her vision begins to return, she sees a man standing in front of her and tries to cover up her parts.

He just chuckles darkly.

He is taller than her, but not by much, and has striking features. His jet black hair, if let down, would cover his eyes. Those were his most striking feature though. Coal black. She felt as if he could see right through her hands. He wears a large, vicious smile on his face.

He seems familiar, but Sakura just can't place him.

"All of your life, you have tried to be a dominant person. Always in control, never letting anyone else into your little world. But the question I ask you is this. Can you let your instincts go, or will this truly be a place of pain?"

Without waiting for an answer he knows will never come, he moves towards her. He begins to release the straps chaining her to the wall.

When she is finally free of them, she attempts to run to the door on the wall opposite where she was chained.

He makes no attempt to stop her, instead standing there smiling and chuckling to himself.

When she notices his careless behaviour, she stops.

"Why are you laughing!?" Sakura screams at him. "Why aren't you trying to stop me?!"

As she begin to go into a frenzy of screams, he darts toward her and before she can react is beside her, grabbing an arm. She struggles to break free from his iron clad grip, but it's no use.

Without her chakra infused strength, she realizes just how weak she is.

He drags her back over to the wall that she was chained to and sits her down.

"The art of deception, my dear, is a wonderful thing. There never was an exit. I've been here the entire time.", "NO!" She screams. "I won't believe you!"

"Ah, feisty. I can see I will enjoy breaking you."