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Recap: As the gentlemen got into the car, they drove off, each with a devilish smirk on their face; However, Neji seemed to be starring at Gaara more nervous than reasonable.

Each of the boys were dropped off at their homes, each sharing their goodbyes with one another. Their slaves were to be delivered any minute.

Gaara walked up to the front door of his estate, the door automatically being opened by the doorman; Norman. He was well prepared for his slave, having his servants set-up a room before he left to the auction house. He wasn't quite nervous, seeing as he was 17 , and lost his virginity at 15. His only insecurity was his inability to maintain control while having sex. As for his physical nature, he had a slim build, not much muscle, but he could defend himself well. He stood at 5'10" with pale skin, red hair, and stunning turquoise eyes. As for his penis he wasn't the biggest in the world, but he had a good, solid, 8 inches.

Gaara then proceeded into his chambers that had been prepared for him and his slave. There were wipes, chains, and other various objects around the room. In the center of the room was a King-Sized bed drapped in velvet-red covers and black pillows at the top. Also on the bed were red rose petals and candles sprawled around the edge of it.

This was the atmosphere that he wanted, a romantic yet kinky sort of thing. Gaara really wasn't into masochism or anything, but he liked to be dominant in the bedroom and out. His father was almost reluctant to give him a slave, thinking that Gaara would abuse the chance that he had been given. That was beside the point now, now he had his slave, his room was prepared, and all he needed now was his slave.

Gaara went into the bathroom to freshen up for the events of the night. As he walked out of the bathroom a butler approached him.

"Master Gaara, the slave has arrived." The butler said, then waited for instructions from Gaara before he left.

About a minute passed before his prize walked in, she had also been washed and pampered before hand. She stood in the door way in a white gown that showed off her elegant curves. Her hair was combed out with a white ribbon tied at the top of her head, but the most striking thing about her was her pearly lilac eyes. They seemed so innocent as they stared at him.

"Come here." Gaara ushered with his hand, hoping that he didn't say it too roughly, seeing as Hinata had flinched. She timidly crossed the room to get to Gaara. As she came to the final steps in front of him, he patted the area of the bed next to himself.

As she sat down he noticed that she was shaking a little, out of fear he did not know.

"What is your name?" He asked, trying to lighten the mood to get her more comfortable.

She looked a bit skeptical, but answered anyway, "Hi-Hinata." She stuttered out. Her nerves were getting the best of her and she knew it.

Gaara didn't want to be too kind to his slave, but wanted to know something about her.

"Tell me about yourself." Gaara stated trying another attempt to open Hinata up.

Hinata opened her mouth and then closed it once again, feeling like she would say something wrong.

"I-I-I've been a slave for some time now, as long as I can remember. I don't really know what life was like before the slave traders, but I've kept myself level headed. Most slaves don't know how to read and write however, I got special permission to do so. Dreams are something I gave up on, but I do want to be a nurse one day."

By this time Hinata had small tears welling up in her eyes. She dabbed them away though, not wanting to seem to weak in from of her new master.

Gaara looked down, feeling a stir in his stomach, but he ignored it as he told Hinata to strip. He already felt bad for her past, and now what he was about to do to her.

Hinata arose, stripping off her gown in the process. She froze as Gaara looked at her with hungry eyes. As he approached her she seemed to get even more nervous, and the fact he only had boxers on wasn't helping. Gaara soon got closer to Hinata pushing her down upon the bed. Grabbing her hips he squeezed as his mouth came down upon hers. It wasn't sloppy, just a dominated kiss with no passion behind it. Gaara crawled onto the bed completely, his bulge connecting with Hinata's vagina, she squirmed and her cheeks turned bright red. This is the reaction Gaara liked, it gave him a thrill to see people squirm beneath him. As he proceed down her neck he left chase butterfly. Suddenly he reached the middle of her neck, he placed his lips upon it and sucked really hard. Hinata took in a sharp intake of breath, tears sliding down her eyes. Gaara almost on the verge of losing control stopped.

He looked up at Hinata feeling remorse, he soon pulled up and walked over to where he dropped his robe and put it back on.

"Go to the bathroom and clean yourself, " he said in such a monotone voice, "dinner should be ready by the time you come out." With that Gaara exited the room, leaving Hinata on the bed with dry tears on her face. She laid there for a moment before finally taking a deep breath and walked sadly to the bathroom.