A/N: This story is AU. I realize Itachi and Sakura will be very much out of character so I apologize. This story was inspired by another fic I read not too long ago and no it will not follow the same plot! Also a word of caution this story is rated M for a reason. Enjoy!

The Pleasure Priniciple

Chapter 1:

The Interview

"I feel inclined to tell you that I do not accept new applications."

It was with this phrase that I wanted to melt into the floor. I stood, awkwardly, looking at the man who the true definition of tall, dark, and handsome. I wondered for the sixtieth time if I was doing the right thing.

In actuality, I was afraid. This man held the key to every waking fantasy I had over the last three years.

It had all started at a party. A dinner party that is.

I was working as a waitress, to pay for medical school, when I spotted him at the bar. He had been gorgeous, of course. With raven hair, toned body, and delicate features I knew this man was the complete opposite of me.

It did not take long for me to notice that every single woman in the room was trying to catch his attention.

Everything about him screamed sex.

It wasn't the way he talked or the way he walked that caught my attention.

Oh no. It was something else.

His eyes. Those dark onyx orbs seemed to pierce your soul once you've looked into them.

The way his eyes held you in place, it was unsurprising that every woman wanted to be his by the end of the night.

"Miss Haruno." I gulped, as my mind was pulled from my thoughts.

God this man was sexy.

I watched as he picked up a manilla folder with my name listed at the top. A surge of pride ran through my veins.

'I have my own folder.'

"From what I can see,this would be your first experience?"

"Yes, sir." I mumbled keeping my head down. If I wanted to get somewhere then I had to play the part.

"You have only one reference listed. A Miss Ino Yamanaka?"

"Yes."

I keep my head bowed as I heard the sound of his chair rolling away from his large desk. Five seconds later, I could practically smell of soft musk of his colongue as he leaned forward and licked my earlobe.

"Sir..."

"Relax Miss Haruno." he whispered as his tongue continued at my ear before trailing down my neck.

I found feel myself shivering underneath his touch.

"Are you sure you want this?" he asked before reaching under my shirt to flick a hardened nipple.

I released a heated breath. This was getting too intense.

"Y-y-yes." I whispered.

With this answer all action ceased. If I had been a lesser woman then I would have begged him to finished what he had started but there was somethiing about him that left no room for complaints.

Itachi Uchiha was a very serious man who demaned respect.

"You do not like being touched."

For a moment, my mind sreeched to a halt. How exactly did he know that?

"Sir, I-"

"You seem to be impatient and highly aversive to taking direction."

It was within the last second I stopped my jaw from hitting the ground. How did he know these things about me? Was there something in my profile that indicated these things or could he just read minds?

"Miss Haruno. I am a busy man. I do not have the time to train you to be the type of person you want to be."

My stomach dropped. It wasn't supposed to be like that.

"Would you like for me to recommend you to someone else?"

I gulped. I didn't want anyone else.

I wanted him. Only him.

"Sir, I am a very fast learner. Please give me a chance to prove myself."

He looked at me. Even though I knew he was serious, I could see something soften behind his eyes.

"I may take that into consideration Miss Haruno."

"Thank you sir. I really appreciate it."

"Hn."

I stood with my head bowed as silence enveloped the room. I did not know how much time I had passed before he began to speak once again.

"Miss Haruno. Take off your clothes."

I gulped. Was he asking what I think he was asking?

"Sir, I do not under-"

"Miss Haruno." he interrupted smoothly. I could feel dark his eyes roam my body as I tried hard not to choke on my own spit.

"Undress right now."

I could feel him watching. His onyx eyes locked with my own green as my silk blouse hit the floor. It dimly occurred to me to ask why I needed to undress but I figured the answer would come soon enough.

Time seemed endless as I undressed slowly.

It wasn't until I stood before him in my bra and panties that I noticed the expression on his face. It was completely clear, impassive.

Itachi had the type of poker face that gave the best players a run for their money.

"Sir. I-"

"Climb onto the desk Miss Haruno."

I was completely dumbstuck. He wanted me to get on his desk? What was he thinking?

With my courage slowly seeping into the floor below, I took the plunge and climbed onto the desk. The minute my almost bare bottom hit the desk I realized that not only had Itachi moved but he was now on the other side of me watching impassively.

"Right now. I am going to conduct something similar to an interview. I will ask questions and you will answer. Is that clear Miss Haruno?"

"Yes, sir." I said quietly as his eyes continued to sweep along my slim frame.

"Tell me Miss Haruno. Why should I choose you?"

To be honest, the question threw me for a loop. It was not everyday that I conducted interviews on top of a desk damn near naked.

"I should be picked because I am smart. I am determined and I am-oh oh oh" I cried as Itachi's finger connected with clothed my vagina lips.

'Oh shit. Oh shit.'

He continued to massage as I stared into his dark eyes to prevent myself from losing control. Did he not know how sexy he was?

"Please continue Miss Haruno." he mumbled as he continued tracing along my clit. There was something so stimulating about a man who seemed indifferent to everything.

"Sir. I am a com-competent person and I always find to help o-oh shit!" I shreaked as his long slim finger found its way into my most sacred place. My mind barely registered as my panties hit the floor.

A fire like no other swept along my frame as I watched him move his finger slowly.

In and out.

In.

Out.

"Miss Haruno, if you cannot complete statements then I suggest ending this entire interview."

If I was dressed, I would have believed his words but the fact that his finger was going faster made the decision for me. I did not believe him.

"No, sir. I am fully capable."

"Hn. Very well. Then we shall continue. Miss Haruno when was the last time you touched yourself."

A blushed settled upon my cheeks as I thought of the last time I had masturbated. It was true that I was not very sexual but I did like touching myself. A part of me wanted to reveal that it had been his burned image within my mind that made me come.

Every. Single. Time.

"It was last night sir."

He paused in his stroking.

"Ah, so you are capable of completing a statement? Excellent Miss Haruno."

An embarrassed blush threaten to creep along my cheeks as I looked down at the finger now positioned outside of my vagina.

"Sir...I"

"Touch yourself."

I was bewildered. Now he was asking me to touch myself? Seriously?

"But, sir I-"

"Touch yourself now, Miss Haruno."

I could only sit on the desk helplessly as I watched the dark haired man take a seat in one of the two chairs in front of the desk.

A dark blush erupted on my cheeks as I took my index finger and plunged it inside.

I did not know if it was due to the fact that he was watching or some inner freak pandora box had opened. I continued to watch his dark eyes as he watched the finger disappear into my body.

In and out.

In.

Out.

This was torture. Absolute torture.

"Is that how you imagine me fucking you Miss Haruno?"

My eyes widened. Was he asking me to imagine him while pleasuring myself?

"I..."

"I would fuck you more thoroughly." he smirked. "Harder Miss Haruno."

A fire lit in my belly and the butterflies once resided there died a firey death as my finger continued but this time, it went a little faster.

"Harder."

The fire only got stronger as his words reached my ears.

Faster. Faster.

"Deeper." he said silkily as he leaned forward and flicked a nipple. 'Shit.'I could feel the coil in my belly tightening as the fire in my belly continued to grow.

Faster. Faster.

"Deeper. I would fuck you much faster."

It was too much. I couldn't breathe. The air seemed to thicken around me as the coil in my belly continued to tighten.

'Shit. Shit.'

"Do you like this? Do you like me fucking you?" he mumbled as he leaned over me.

Holy shit!

"Ah..ah.." I could only mumble as my finger slid out once again. The only sounds that could be heard was the sound of my hand slapping my own skin. It was strange how I found it to be incredibly erotic.

"Miss Haruno."

The coil tightned. I was about to come. Any moment now.

"Stop."

I could only watch as he intercepted my finger before it reached its intended path. What was he doing?

"Miss Haruno. You have passed the interview."

I could only stare dumbfounded as he turned away and strolled back to his usual seat behind the desk.

"Sir...I-"

"Miss Haruno. If you would be so kind to put your clothes back on then we could discuss the options pertaining to our conversation earlier."

I gulped. The wild side of me wanted to plunge my finger back into my still tingling mound and finish what he had started. It was the look upon his face that made me leave his desk. Even though his face was devoid of all emotion, I could see the amusement leaping from his onyx eyes.

"Yes, sir." I stated before reaching to the floor to grab my skirt.

Two and half minutes later I stood composed as he continued to gaze down at my folder. I was sure it contained the application I had submitted months prior.

"Miss Haruno,you mentioned that exhibitionism is something you would like to try. Could you tell me why that is?"

I paused before lowering my eyes from his piercing gaze.

"I had very strict parents growing up sir."

"Ah." he said before scribbling a note into the file. "And you are a medical student, no?"

"Yes, sir. I am a third year medical student."

He set the file against the desk and caught my eye. "Miss Haruno, your studies are very important. I will not allow you to fail any courses while under my care. Is that understood?"

"Yes, sir."

"Good." he stated before picking up the folder once again. "Every weekend you will spend every waking moment in my home. From Friday to Sunday your body completely belongs to me."

I could only watch as his eyes locked with mine. It seemed as if he wanted me to memorize every single word he said.

"Miss Haruno, there will be times where I will give your pleasure so unimaginable that you will wonder how you have gotten along without it."

A tingle rushed to my belly. Could he be any more erotic?

"There will not be a time where you will not enjoy what is being done to you."

I gulped. Was this what I wanted?

"Beginning now you will take care of your body. Before you leave specific instructions will be given to you in a packet for you to study while during the week."

"Yes, sir."

"I expect you to take care of things Miss Haruno. What you do during the week is no concern of mine but know this: On the weekend your body belongs to me."

Heat shot through my core as his words instantly aroused me. Did he have some kind of freaky eye power of what?

"Do you have any questions?"

Questions? Did I have any questions? No, not really.

"No, sir."

"If that is all then please see Konan on the way out. She will give you all the information needed."

I fought hard but I couldn't stop the bright smile from lighting my face.

It did it!

"Miss Haruno, you do know tomorrow is Friday right?"

I paused and took a deep breath. Was he insinuating what I think he was?

A smirk swept across his his features and for a moment it took my breath away. He was truly a handsome man.

"I will see you at my place tomorrow at 7pm, Miss Haruno."

I gulped.

I was now Itachi Uchiha's newest obedient.