Professionalism

Temptations
sassy_lion
I do not own Naruto, nor will I ever. That sucks.
I have to say a HUGE thanks to my beta IronDog. Tearing this to shreds was the only way she knew how to do this, and I have to continuously say thank you. Any mistakes left are truly my own.
Thanks to all the people who reviewed, and thanks to Iron Dog for the beta. I'm home on lunch and decided to post chapter 4!!!
Any review is appreciated and will be used to help me get the next chapter out.
Yaoi. Anal. Non-Consentual Sex. Violence. Torture. WIP.

Temptations

Naruto opened his eyes slowly. The world looked blurry as sweat and drying blood covered his eyes. He wasn't sure how long he'd been in this room, or where he was anymore. All he knew was pain.

Lots of pain.

After the first few flogs, Naruto had been in so much agony that his knees had given away. He’d been left to hang by his arms since who knew when. He’d pulled himself up a few times, but whoever had been whipping him was obviously quite capable of brutal torture. The blows had been swift when they came. Each one landing in a new spot, causing blood to run down his legs, splattering on the floor, causing him to slip and fall each time he tried to stand up. The blood also ran down the whip, driving it deeper into his skin and muscles when the whip came, causing even more suffering for the blonde. The strikes happened at uneven intervals. Naruto was slowly being driven mad by the inconsistency of the lashes, as each one was a surprise when it came.

Once in a while, the vicious beating would stop and a soft voice whispered in his ear, promising freedom if Naruto gave him answers to questions. When Naruto either claimed he didn't know or gave the wrong answer, the vicious kiss of leather on flesh started once again.

During times, there were whispers in his ear – not of freedom, he knew that much – and though he couldn't exactly hear what was being said, Naruto couldn't help but try to listen to them, even if they seemed unintelligible. A few times, he felt gentle hands massaging and giving comfort. Somehow he knew not to trust those hands, but it felt so good, he’d finally given in and pushed himself into the hand several times. After that, the chains disappeared and a collar had been placed around his neck before he was put into a different cell.

Sleeping had been very uncomfortable for him while in the chains. His hands had stayed well above his head and the shackles tight. If he were to fall forward, his arms wouldn't have dislocated from his shoulders, but it would just add more pain Naruto wasn't ready for.

Naruto's realized that he hadn't heard his constant mental companion since the night he’d first been interrogated. He looked down at his belly and pushed a bit of chakra into his stomach. He noticed the extra seal around his own. Barely thinking about it, Naruto turned his thoughts inward.

Kyuubi? Naruto searched his mind for the fox. The large moldy-looking tunnel appeared in front of him, but there was no sign of the fox anywhere. Hesitation came as he slowly stepped closer to the bars, but there was still no Kyuubi to be found. Shaking with fear, he manifested himself on the other side of the bars, continuing to search for Kyuubi. He found the fox after what seemed like ages of walking. Not as impressive as he once was, the fox was probably only about five times bigger than his hand and slightly see-through.

I'm here, kit. Though I'm not sure how much longer I'll be able to communicate with you. It doesn't help that the damn Goguofuuin is still in place, but the drugs that have been invading your body have pushed me quite far from your conscious mind and blocked my natural abilities. It's hard to communicate with you, even now.

Naruto paused for a moment, trying to think back. The whippings were a blur of suffering to him. Reaching behind him, Naruto ran his fingers across the marks that Kyuubi should have healed, but they still were there. Once his hand touched them, his body remembered they were there and pain shot through him making him gasp. He could feel each and every one of the marks now as they criss-crossed up and down his back and ass. Feeling around, despite the pain, he counted at least thirty spots that were crusted with blood and another two dozen or so that were just raised making Naruto assume that they had been the some of the first ones he received.

Focusing back on the real world, Naruto crawled to the bed, laying there naked and shivering from the cold and the pain. His body protested even the smallest movements with breath-stealing agony. Naruto was unused to extended amounts of pain. He'd had the fox to help him take it away his entire life. When he was injured in battles, the cuts healed quick, bruises healed quicker, and pain only lasted a fraction of time that it would for a normal person. While he’d been aching right after Sasuke's “interrogation”, the physical hurt had still gone away fairly quickly even with the Goguofuuin. After the drugs had been injected, the first strikes of pain had still gone away albeit a little slower than usual. Now, the misery of his wounds wasn't leaving at all leading Naruto to believe the more drugs, the less the fox's influence.

Naruto turned back to the fox's image in his head. What's happened to us, Kyuubi? Naruto asked the fox, trying to confirm his suspicions.

Orochimaru and Kabuto have been experimenting on us, kit. The almost hourly injections have been slowly decreasing my abilities to heal you as well as pushing me from your conscious mind. You've been in quite a lot of pain the last week or so, but without my help, you've begun to break just like that bastard Sannin wants you to. The fox started to become smaller and a little more see-through as he turned around and walked away from Naruto. It takes me just over four hours to metabolize the drugs, at least the one that is keeping me sealed, they are that powerful. If you can get them to stop for at least that long, we might be able to escape, kit.

Kyuubi? Naruto asked, trying to touch the fox.

I'm tired, Naruto. Kyuubi looked back, his eyes filled with worry. Try to get some sleep; you haven't had much lately.

Naruto nodded as the fox disappeared completely. Surfacing back to his real surroundings once again, he closed his eyes, trying to sleep despite the pain, cold and feel of impending doom settling in his stomach.

*~*

Orochimaru was pleased with himself.

It had taken several days, but Naruto was finally starting to break. He had resisted food, and questioning for days, claiming he wouldn't talk. But the pain from the whippings and pleasure from his and Kabuto's hands were breaking him faster than had been expected. He had yet to see the effects of his other experiments on Naruto, but Orochimaru was sure he would be quite pleased with the results.

The experiment that Orochimaru was pumping into Naruto's body was working nicely. Kyuubi's influence on Naruto disappeared completely. Naruto's welts and whip marks were healing as a normal person's would have and not extremely fast healing as was usually the case. Not that Orochimaru was allowing the wounds to heal at all. It would serve as a reminder of what happens if Orochimaru was disobeyed.

Orochimaru felt slightly giddy at the though of having Naruto as a willing slave. Naruto would help defeat the Akatsuki that Orochimaru knew would be coming after him and Naruto when they found the fox container's location. But that wasn't the only thing

“Orochimaru-sama,” a voice called softly. He recognized it immediately as Kabuto's. “Sasuke has been a little more curious than normal. He has already questioned one of the guards as to where Naruto-kun has been for the last few days.”

Orochimaru stood up and turned away from the desk he had been sitting at to stare at Kabuto. He knew that this would happen, though he had expected it to happen later than sooner. Orochimaru shrugged internally as he though about how to move his plans up.

“I will send Sasuke away on a mission. I’m still breaking Naruto-kun in and am not pleased with Sasuke's behavior as of late,” Orochimaru stood from the desk and motioned for Kabuto to stand from his kneeling position.

With Kabuto beside him, Orochimaru made his way to Sasuke's suites. There were intimate noises coming from the other side of the door when Orochimaru and Kabuto reached their destination. Orochimaru paid them no heed as he turned the knob and entered the room, leaving Kabuto to guard the hall.

Sasuke's bed was on the farthest wall from the door, but clearly visible, in the light of the full moon. Orochimaru watched for a moment with mild indifference as Sasuke pounded into his female bedmate, oblivious to Orochimaru's entrance into the room.

Orochimaru could feel the tension pour from Sasuke as he built up towards his climax. The female underneath him cried pleasingly as she came. Sasuke reached his climax almost immediately after, his voice slightly horse as he cried out at the intensity of his orgasm as Orochimaru pushed a little bit of the curse seal's power through him.

“Sasuke-kun,” barely a moment later, Orochimaru felt two kunai breeze past his face. “Such hostility towards your master, even though I helped you.”

“I didn't need your help, Orochimaru-sama,” Sasuke ground out breathlessly. Sasuke motioned for his bedmate to leave. She dressed and left quickly, though on her way out, Yuushi bowed to Orochimaru in reverence.

“It was repayment for not allowing you to orgasm during our last session.”

Sasuke glared in Orochimaru's direction. He knew it was a lie. He was never allowed to come during his sessions with Orochimaru. He ignored the comment and walked to his wardrobe, uncaring of his nakedness in front of Orochimaru. It wasn't like Orochimaru hadn't seen it before, nor had Sasuke any need to act shy in front of the Sannin.

“I have a mission for you. You’ll leave in the morning,” Orochimaru watched carefully as his apprentice moved, appreciative of Sasuke's toned body. Imaging Sasuke underneath him, he watched intently as Sasuke pulled on a simple black yukata.

“There has been some trouble in the Southern base. Karin has mentioned shinobi breaking into the compound as of late. There are several groups at any given time, but Karin reported that she saw one group wearing leaf hitae-ates.”

Sasuke's face contorted in disgust at the words. “I am not interested in Konoha shinobi. I only —”

“–– want to kill your brother,” Orochimaru finished for him. “I know. But, if we’re not allowed to move around freely within Grass, we may never have a chance to find Itachi.”

Sasuke contemplated this for a moment before sighing under his breath. “I’ll head to the Southern base in the morning and rendezvous with Karin.”

The flames of the curse seal still licked the side of Sasuke's face as he was pulled out into the light of the hallway. It wasn't surprising as Orochimaru was still leaking a little bit of power into the seal. Orochimaru was getting aroused knowing that Sasuke was allowing the seal to show in his presence instead of trying to pull the power back into his body.

Orochimaru leaned in, kissing Sasuke lightly on the lips before moving away. “Good,” he whispered before leaving Sasuke to his own devices in the hallway outside his suites. “I'll expect a report from you within a few days.”

Sasuke nodded numbly and stepped back into his suites to sleep before leaving in the morning.

An oily smile graced Orochimaru’s face as he exited the area of Sasuke's suites. It really hadn't been that hard to drum up an excuse to allow Sasuke to be sent elsewhere while Naruto’s interrogation continued. True, the Southern base had been attacked, but Karin had it under control. Sending Sasuke was all but useless. Orochimaru knew of the infatuation Karin, as well as every other kunoichi in the compounds, had with Sasuke. She would keep him busy long enough for Sasuke to stop asking questions, at least for a while.

Orochimaru stalked back to the dungeon cellar where Naruto was being held. Since he had given in to the temptations earlier, Kabuto had suggested allowing Naruto to rest and think that he was being given a reprieve. It would make breaking Naruto all the much easier when they resumed. Remembering that bit of advice, he headed back towards his own suites; Orochimaru considered what would help break Naruto even further.

*~*

Naruto woke to find himself back in chains, the metal tightly shackled against his wrist. The feel was almost something of a comfort, now that he had been in them for so long. He tugged on his wrists, but they didn't move an inch. The backs of his wrists and arms were strangely cold, signifying that his wrists were shackled directly to the wall. His body felt the same way, and Naruto remembered he was naked. He was somewhat glad that he wasn't standing on his tiptoes anymore. Moving as much as he was able, he felt pain running up and down his spine from the welt and whip marks littering his back. Naruto also realized his head neck felt quite heavy. Moving slightly, he felt resistance and searching through his memories, he remembered someone had placed a heavy collar around his neck. Moaning softly, he heard a voice.

“Ah, you are awake,” the voice sounded female, but Naruto was unsure.

Naruto slowly raised his head and looked around slowly, taking careful consideration of the room. This room was like the one he’d been tortured in earlier. The room smelled dank and of old blood like the last one. The ceiling was eight feet above his head once again. A window near the ceiling showed that it was night out, the full moon shining. He could see other bodies hanging from other chains on the walls. Two seemed lifeless, but a third one, a female, was alive, awake and staring at Naruto.

She wasn't chained to the wall at all, but was in a thickly barred metal cage. From what Naruto could see from the shadows, she was looked to be fifteen or so. She was beautiful. Her hair was black, shining almost blue in the moonlight. Her eyes were lit up from the moon as well and were a bright, almost sky blue like his. She wore a simple white yukata and her feet were bare. Across the entrance to her cage were paper seals covering it every inch or so. Her eyes drifted up and down his body for a moment, and Naruto had the feeling that she was quite use to staring at naked males and that she had been staring at him for however long he had been in this position. Naruto was used to people staring at him, but mostly in contempt and fear. The slightly curious look in the girl's eyes unnerved him more than he was willing to admit.

“Who are you?” Naruto called out softly. His voice was rusty from screaming over the last few days.

“Saiyuri,” she replied back softly.

“Did you get caught too?” Naruto asked the ridiculous question, as it was the first thing that popped into his head. He really didn't want conversation at the moment, though it seemed like he didn't have much of a choice, and he was a little more willing to talk to her than to Orochimaru or Kabuto. He wasn't sure what to say, but was glad his mind had cleared a little since the last round of interrogations.

“I have been here as long as I can remember. If I was caught doing something, it was long ago and far released from my memories.”

Naruto questioned the girl’s speech patterns. No one he knew spoke like that. It sounded like she was a hundred years old by the way she talked.

“Are you an experiment like all the others?” Saiyuri looked around at the bodies in the room. “It has been a long while since anyone is this room could speak coherently.”

“Experiment? Am I? How long?”

Saiyuri took Naruto's semi-jumbled sentences. “You have been here about two days. I am simply not certain if you are an experiment originally, being experimented on, or if you were placed in here just to simply spite me.”

Naruto grunted and turned his head towards the door. It looked heavy, like all the other doors had been. This one had several bars across the top of the door, allowing light in, and a slot on the very bottom, probably once again to slip food through the door when someone felt like feeding prisoners. Naruto wasn't sure exactly how that worked this time around, since no one could reach the door.

“Kabuto comes at scheduled times and injects you in the neck with something clear. I asked the first time what he was doing to you, and Kabuto replied, 'Keeping him in line', whatever that phrase meant.”

Naruto remembered a few of the shots from early in the interrogation. He also remembered Kyuubi's comment about the drugs pushing him farther from Naruto's consciousness. He assumed that was how they were keeping him controlled.

Naruto grunted slightly as he tried vainly to pull his hand from the wall. As he assumed, it didn't work. He felt so weak, so out of control of his own situation. Naruto started to think about how to escape his imprisonment, but felt sick to his stomach moments later. If he hadn't been directly chained to a wall, he would have bent in half at the feeling. Naruto thought of how he hadn't eaten anything in the last week or so and the nauseous feeling went away almost immediately. Somewhat happier that he was already feeling better, he looked back to the door, thinking about how far he could run once someone opened it. The nauseous feeling returned once again and Naruto was forced to abandon his thoughts of escape, at least for the moment.

Naruto nodded at Saiyuri's questioning stare and allowed her to chatter on about things that had been happening while he had been passed out, which honestly wasn't much, but it made Naruto feel calmer. Her energy reminded him of Sakura when she was trying to cheer him up from things that had happened from time to time in Konoha.

Konoha. Naruto snorted lightly to himself as he remembered his home. He wondered if anyone was missing him yet, other than Tsunade. She always worried about him. He thought about his home, his friends, people he had met on missions, anything to keep himself sane while he waited in agony for something to happen.

He waited forty-five minutes before the thump of a metal door caused Saiyuri to quiet immediately. Kabuto appeared at the door, as Naruto assumed he would, since Saiyuri had said Kabuto had been coming down on a regular basis. Kabuto opened the door himself, not worried about anyone escaping the room. Without saying a word, he moved to the struggling blonde and pushed the clear liquid into the side of Naruto's neck. Though he didn’t feel the liquid itself, as soon as it was injected, he felt part of his consciousness slip even further from him.

Kabuto unlocked Naruto's feet from the shackles, pushing his feet apart and in a gentle caress, ran his fingers up Naruto's legs. Reaching his destination, Kabuto slipped his hands around Naruto's cock, giving it a few soft strokes.

Against his will, Naruto's flesh was starting to react to Kabuto's warm fingers. He was half-hard after those few tugs, and Kabuto's hands drifted upwards brushing Naruto's abs, causing Naruto to become even harder. Naruto turned his head away from Kabuto, feeling ashamed and disgusted that he would react so easily. Naruto noticed Saiyuri out of the corner of his eye. Her face was turned away, maybe in shame, maybe in frustration, or maybe just because she didn't want to look at Kabuto. Naruto wasn't sure.

Kabuto grasped Naruto's chin in his hand and turned the blonde's head back towards him. He smiled eagerly, making Naruto shiver. Kabuto traced his fingers up Naruto’s arms and with a simple click of the lock, Naruto's arms fell free of the shackles.

Naruto stood there rubbing his wrists awkwardly as he tried to get blood to circulate in them again. His stiff, clumsy movements stopped when Kabuto wrapped his fingers around Naruto's wrist and led him out of the room. Naruto wasn't quite sure why he was being complacent, but the voice inside him that was screaming for him to just break Kabuto's hold on his arm was suddenly and severely shushed by an unknown voice telling Naruto he needed to do as he was told.

He shuddered as he was lead into a medical-like room. It smelled sterile in this room, even to Naruto's dulled senses. It was so bright that Naruto had to shield his eyes with his free hand. After adjusting to the lights, he noticed there were florescent lights in the lamps and the lamps were placed in several areas around the room, including four surrounding the table. The table was the standard medical ones he had seen in the hospital rooms he had been in.

The voice inside his head screamed that Naruto obey the commands he was given, but Naruto ignored them this time. He swiftly kicked Kabuto in the stomach and headed for the door. He felt sick to his stomach, but ignored the sensations to the best of his ability. Reaching the door, Naruto got the shock of his life – literally. A strong electrical shock ran through his body, causing Naruto's limbs to flail and his legs to give out from underneath him. No longer able to feel his legs, he pulled his body to the door using his arms. He only got two or so feet before Orochimaru held him to the floor with his foot.

“Oh no, my wonderful little fox container, you aren't going anywhere. That collar around your neck delivers voltage to your body if you don't listen to my orders. The negative reinforcement was meant to deter you from escaping, but obviously that isn't working as well as I had hoped,” Orochimaru reached down and rolled Naruto over carefully. He fondled Naruto's still form for a moment before picking him up under his arms and laying him on the table.

Naruto was shackled and spread on the table, his arms and his legs strapped to either side.

“Naruto-kun,” Orochimaru's voice snaked into the room, but Naruto was still unable to see him. He could sense movement behind his head, but he was unsure if it was Orochimaru, Kabuto or someone else.

Turning his head to the side, Naruto noticed a variety of tools on the table. Some seemed in place on the metal table, and some weren't. He could see several knives, clamps, and other medical tools, but he could also see sex toys on the other half of the table. Naruto picked out several items that looked like dildos, a vibrator, a bottle of lube and other items he couldn't really identify. Naruto had spent three years with Ero-sennin and he knew quite well about sex and other things of a sexual nature, but Orochimaru had to be much more perverted if he had things Naruto couldn't even identify.

Naruto felt the bile rise in his throat at the thought of Orochimaru sticking those toys into his body. Summoning all the chakra he could muster – which honestly wasn't much – he flared it out of his pores like he did with Kyuubi's chakra when he needed a shield. The chakra did as it was supposed to, forming a layer of protection around Naruto's body.

Kabuto, who obviously had not gone too far, appeared out of nowhere. He picked one of the needles off the table and carefully slid it into the crook of Naruto's arm. The shell disappeared immediately and Naruto gasped heavily on the table as he tried to summon the chakra once again. No such luck. Naruto's head fell back on to the table with a loud thump as he tried to slow his erratic breathing.

Orochimaru slithered into view, a cheerful smile on his face. “I'm pleased to have you here, Naruto-kun.”