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Only In Fairy Tales	By : Sleaze Category: InuYasha > Yaoi - Male/Male > InuYasha/Sessh?maru > InuYasha/Sessh?maru Views: 4742 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-I
- 2-II
- 3-III
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A/N: This is my first story on AFF as well as my first hentai story so be patient with me. This is the prologue, and I hope you guys enjoy this lime. Enjoy!
p.s. Also this chapter has been slightly updated a bit.

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Its around 12 a.m. by now my mental clock tells me, and I am starting to not be conscious anymore. Knees long past numb and a mouth raw and fairly used up by now, and yet still not done with my shift. I'm glad that I don't have to hold myself up due to the fact I am strapped to the wall and floor due to the built-in shackles in the wall and the floor chains connected and tightened to the rope around my bent hog tied knees.

Usually the others who get this shift are free to get up and relax after a service is completed until the next client comes in, but oh not I. I'm too special to be treated equally because of how popular I am. I'm so special when its my shift in this room the walls rotate from the plush paneling to a thick stone wall complete with various shackles and chains connected to the wall with easy retractable functions. And of course, since I'm so special I get to be in here for 5 hours each Wednesday night rather than the cheaper dancers have to do before they can stay.

The bastard loves this too much to let me have any less time, so much he surveys it from his offices, the clubs and the companies, that way if he isn't able to show up he can view while working late. In his words, he says, "Its to ensure that you please our clientele to the T, we never displease those who can please our pockets."

Due to his special prescription for me, my member is as hard as a diamond and I can't do anything about it unless a client feels the need to touch 'Slut's disgusting privates. Its been 2 minutes since the last one came in, I can smell all the seed that covers my chest, face, and hair. If it earlier in the day, I would go to scrub off as soon as a speck of dirt hit me, but no, at night I am what my persona is suppose to be, a dirty whore.

I have the joy of wearing a blindfold while I work this shift, thank Kami, though I am a pro at faking my joys, I only can do my best work when I am attracted to the client a little, and most time they are hideous middle-aged assholes who do kinkier things than Sister makes me do on stage.

The door opens and I hear the guard welcome what smells like a ningen male into the small room, after only a few seconds the door shuts and I am welcomed with the heavy scent of arousal and the warmth of his body hovering above mine. I raise my head up to where I think his face is, I feel like he is a bit too fat for my liking from the feel of his grubby hands rubbing the now damp strands of my hair. He's a regular, and he likes me, I can tell.

Ziipppp

After a short ruffling of clothes, his wood slaps me in the face a few times, I can feel his cheeky smirk looking down at my face. A few seconds later, he grabs and pulls my hair back almost pulling the strands from my scalp. For a normal person, it would be horribly painful, but for me, its so fucking nice. I am a bit... of a masochist, the only joy of this is when they mistreat the precious whore like I'm suppose to be treated.

He knows I love it, he must be the bastard's friend or associate, only he tells them what gets me to bend to their wills.

I feel my sac being rolled around by his shoe covered foot then lightly pushed into my body, I hiss, he keeps pressing, pressing, it stings so much and yet its so good.

By now I'm a panting mess, I feel my blush from the prescription increase but not from embarrassment, but from arousal. With the drugs I'm on, it doesn't take much to get me near cumming anyway, and if he keeps that up I think I'm gonna-

He stops, of course, and lets go of my hair only to run his blunt nails across my shoulder up to my neck and then gently caressing my chin only to firmly grasp it and pulls my face with both hands into his crotch. I open my mouth to welcome him in but he starts to run my face over his groin.

Pulling my head back, my mouth comes agape and he slams his hardened prick into my mouth. Taking no mercy, he pistons into my already raw lips. His medium sized dick as far as he can and I listen to him grunt while he takes his use of my mouth for a while.

He shifts himself lowering my head with his cock in my mouth to where I am now slightly bent and he rams himself down my throat with ease of course. I lost my gag reflex a long time ago. He's loving this.

Surprising me, he halts and releases my head standing straight while bringing my face still connected with his groin.

"If you can make me cum with your mouth without me doing anything, I'll let you cum Pretty." He states. I want to so badly too..

I nod which causes him to groan a bit from the movement, arching my back I raise up just a bit and angle my neck to take him in better. I start to run my tongue at the bottom of his prick while I take him in my mouth slowly. Pushing myself more and more down his shaft, I hold myself all the way down on him, which took almost no effort, I deep throat myself while tickling his balls the tip of my tongue and his weak human hands hold onto my shoulders for support as he is moaning like a bitch.

I hum and bob to my own rhythm in my head and to the way I move up and down on him, he is going nuts above me. I feel him swell even larger in my throat but still not damaging my abilities in the least. Turning my head to the side, I move my tongue to curl around his wood while my lips continue to slide against him, he's finish.

He holds firmly onto me as his actually large load fills my mouth and I quickly swallow all of it with greed and the sadness of not having the feeling of cock in my windpipe grows but fades because I may be able to cum.

"Are you pleased, sir?" I ask in my meek, fragile work voice.

He chuckles, "Yes! I loved that, you are always so good I never have to guide you." I listen while he zips his pants back up and fumbles in his pockets, the crumple and smell of money greet my nose and I hear him throw it into my cash box labeled "Tips".

Stroking my cheek, his other hand slides down my stomach and grasps my everlasting boner and he quickly jerks me, yanking, pulling, scratching me with his frail ningen nails, I wish he had longer nails..

Hurry please, I pray in my mind, I am too close to stop now. Please just a few more seconds...

The door opens, the guard interrupts the human and he stops leaving me with a weeping cock and my reddened frame even more hot and sweaty than I've been all night. How long was it this time, 30 seconds to make me so wanton?

"Well its been fun Pretty, maybe next time."

I mentally pout while I have to yet again sit around still with this pressure built up.

I can feel that bastard's eyes dancing after making the guard kick that client out, since likes to be the only one to let me cum.

Not even I can cum without his permission. After I leave here, I am forced to wear my day time cock cage and when I take my rounds on the floor or in the booths I have to wear it then too. I only am cage-less on stage really.
Unless a customer buys me uncaged for a night.. Thats triple the price to allow me freedom to cum. Pfft, that would be the day...
2 more hours to go until I can take my nightly cold shower...

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A/N: If you haven't yet realized, the "whore" is Sesshomaru. The reason he is is because I've always wanted to read Sesshomaru in a prostitute role and never seen a story with him as one, so I was like why not write it myself!
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