Abuse | By : kresua Category: InuYasha > General Views: 3193 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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When Inuyasha awoke, he was bound tightly to
a glass table. He was naked, and his head lolled off the table at an almost
painful angle. His ears brushed the ground; evidently the table was no more
than a foot off the ground. His body ached, and he whimpered for help.
Unfortunately, just the opposite answered
his plea. From the shadows came Naraku.
“You thought you could escape from
me, bitch? Well…now you’re mine…” Naraku laughed low in his throat as he
stripped down completely and straddled Inuyasha’s neck, forcing his erection
into Inuyasha’s almost unresisting mouth. Inuyasha felt bile rise to his throat
as he knew what was to come. He whimpered softly, begging Naraku not to do
this.
“Be silent, worthless hanyou. Know
your place!” Naraku started off on his rant. “You are nothing more than a toy
to us. You are a sacrifice; your only mission and purpose to be a pleasure
slave to those who command it of you. You are nothing more than a toy to be
played with, a sex slave to be taken, and then thrown away. You’re disposable;
easily replaced. It wouldn’t be much for anyone simply to kill you and not give
a damn. You mean nothing, hanyou…absolutely nothing. A broken toy may be
grieved by a child; however, when you die, no one will grieve.”
Inuyasha slowly began to lick that
which made him feel so degraded in the first place. His body ached as his
spirit was decimated; his wrists bled onto the pure table beneath him. Naraku
moaned as his climax drew closer.
“Remember, hanyou…swallow it and
keep it down this time!” Naraku punctuated his statement with a brutal blow to
Inuyasha’s groin with his fist, before returning the hand to Inuyasha’s ear,
which was crumpled and sore in his grasp. Inuyasha whimpered meekly and
submissively, begging Naraku not to do this…there was no possible way he could
keep it down…
Naraku climaxed, thrusting himself
deep in Inuyasha’s mouth. Inuyasha did the best he could, swallowing as much as
he could.
He kept it down…or tried to. Naraku
smiled as he pulled out of his slave’s mouth. The hanyou was
uncharacteristically warm, as if he was burning. Then, just as Naraku knew it
would, it happened.
The hanyou threw up. The pitiful
sound of the hanyou’s retching was lost on Naraku. The hanyou’s only food for
the last five days came up as well. It was sad; poor Inuyasha had had nothing
to eat in so long…and now….he would remain starved, that is if he survived
Naraku’s impending assault.
Naraku snarled at the hanyou beneath
him. “WHAT DID I JUST GET THROUGH TELLING YOU?!” Naraku screamed, his fists
squeezing Inuyasha’s ears so tightly, it was a wonder they didn’t tear off from
the pressure.
“Please, Master! I’m sorry; I truly
didn’t mean t--” Naraku cut him off.
“SILENCE YOU INCOMPETENT WHELP!”
Naraku unbound and threw Inuyasha into the nearest wall. Inuyasha hit the wall
hard and slid down, his blood staining the white of the wall. “Please…” he
murmured, his voice lost and incoherent, as if he’d already given up. The
hanyou was burning with a fever; he wouldn’t be able to survive this for much
longer.
Naraku’s fist connected with
Inuyasha’s face as he flew backwards, this time into the glass table,
shattering it. Naraku laughed sadistically as many of the shards buried
themselves in Inuyasha’s tender pale skin. Naraku lifted up an exceptionally
sharp shard and commanded of Inuyasha, “Get over here, bitch….NOW!” He obeyed,
quickly as possible, kneeling before his master, his blood staining his hair
and pouring down his abused back.
Naraku held up the shard of glass
and grabbed Inuyasha’s ear. With explicit cruelty, he cut several jagged lines
into Inuyasha’s poor ear, then the other one, deafening Inuyasha with the feel
of blood pouring into his ears.
The hanyou whimpered in pain, afraid Naraku
would cut off his ears, his precious ears that reminded him of his last
connection to a person who cared: Sesshoumaru. After their father died,
Sesshoumaru and Inuyasha had been close…until the both of them were sold off by
slave-traders who kidnapped them one day.
“Please, Master…onegai! Don’t do this to
me….please…”Inuyasha’s pleas fell upon deaf ears as his own were tormented with
the glass shards. Naraku, finally, threw Inuyasha to the ground.
Naraku walked to his torture chamber,
dragging the poor, ill, bleeding Inuyasha with him. Inuyasha shook with the
realization of what was to happen to him…
Naraku slammed Inuyasha up against the wall,
and then chained his wrists high above his head so he was hanging from them.
Naraku walked over to a small table where a pitcher of cool water was. Naraku
poured the water into a glass, enjoying the look on poor dehydrated Inuyasha’s
face as the sound of cold water hit his tortured ears.
“Thirsty, koi?” He asked, sarcastically using the word
“koi”. Inuyasha nodded meekly, his eyes downcast and broken as the monster before
him chuckled softly.
“And I suppose you’d like a tiny little sip
of this wet, cool liquid to flow down that parched, dry throat of yours,
wouldn’t you, bitch?”
Again, Inuyasha nodded,
the humiliation of being at this cruel man’s mercy almost too much for the
hanyou to bear. He whimpered as Naraku took a good swallow of the water and
brought his lips to Inuyasha’s.
Inuyasha could feel Naraku’s warm, moist
lips against his own, the small drops of water upon
them, and resisted the urge to lick Naraku’s lips in his desperate thirst.
Naraku opened his mouth and Inuyasha could almost taste the water….
…almost.
The water, instead of entering his mouth,
hit his throat, pouring over his neck, but not a single drop landed upon his
parched lips.
Inuyasha hung his head in humiliation at
what had just happened. He was so desperately thirsty that he would have done
anything for a tiny drop of water…even if it was dirty and warm. He needed
water, desperately, his fever was more severe then before, and his poor lips were
cracked and bleeding from obvious abuse.
“Please, Master…” he whimpered, as if Naraku
had merely made a mistake. Little did they know someone was watching them.
Naraku unbound his poor prisoner and rebound
him to a low-rise table once more, straddling his victim’s neck. “No more of
this unpleasant and disrespectful vomiting, do you understand?”
“Hai, Master…but, please…I can’t…”
Naraku cut him off.
“You will either do it or die…I am
sick and tired of this disobedience and defiance from you.”
“Please, Master…give
me time!”
“You’ve had time and practice! Now,
if you don’t do it now…I’ll make you very sorry.”
/I’m already sorry…/ Inuyasha
thought desolately, his head lolling back as Naraku forced his erection into
Inuyasha’s mouth once more. Inuyasha whimpered softly, a muffled whimper.
Naraku began to pump into Inuyasha’s hurting mouth, the poor pup whimpering
plaintively and muffled, knowing that it wouldn’t be long until his next
torture session... or execution..
/I can’t do it, Master! / he screamed
inwardly, his desperate plea unable to escape the hanyou’s throat. /I beg of
you! Onegai, master…onegai…/ Inuyasha felt Naraku reaching his climax…and he
was scared. For one thing…in his fever…he couldn’t swallow, now. Especially not with Naraku deep in his throat. Inuyasha
whimpered so desperately that the being watching was moved to visible tears
over the hanyou.
Naraku climaxed, his hot seed
spurting in Inuyasha’s now stinging mouth, the acidity of it making him want to spit it out and worry later. However, Inuyasha would
only be hurt worse. If he tried to swallow it…at least he would have a
snowflake’s chance in hell.
Inuyasha tried so desperately to
swallow all of it. This time it stayed down longer…but from the expression on
Naraku’s face…it was evident that Naraku knew it wouldn’t stay down. The
sadistic pleasure on his face was too much for Inuyasha to bear, and threw up
in fear, without meaning to.
“It seems as though you cannot
learn, HANYOU.” Naraku snarled against Inuyasha’s bleeding ear as tears of fear
and pain poured down his cheeks. “Please, Master…give
me another chance…”
“No. You will die.” Naraku was calm
when he said it, so much worse than if he’d been screaming. Inuyasha sobbed as
he was prepped for his execution, never once unbound. “Onegai, Master! Onegai!
I’ll try harder….” Naraku merely chuckled.
“No. You will die.”
“What has he done to deserve death,
Naraku?” a voice from the darkness asked. Naraku ignored the voice as he took a
knife and slid it right through Inuyasha’s ear, even as he shrieked with
inhuman pain, crying out and pleading with his relentless master to have mercy
on him.
Naraku took a pair of needles, and
with explicit cruelty, caressed Inuyasha’s nipples, bringing them to attentive
little peaks before thrusting a needle through each of them. Inuyasha shrieked
even louder, his whole being unable to concentrate on much else but the pain.
“NO! PLEASE, MASTER! I BEG OF
YOU!!!!”
The voice from the darkness moved
forward and stood between Naraku and his prey. “Let him be. He has done nothing
to deserve the treatment he is being given now.”
Inuyasha looked up…it seemed as if
before him was an angel…
Naraku scoffed as Inuyasha saw him
hold something red in his hand….Inuyasha’s heart.
“Please, madam,” Inuyasha begged in
a whisper, wondering if he’d even spoke the words, “Are you here to take me
away?” For a second, the woman turned back to him, long flowing white hair
reminding Inuyasha briefly of his brother, Sesshoumaru.
The woman said nothing, and then,
without so much as a single warning, Naraku squeezed Inuyasha’s defenseless
heart.
Inuyasha shrieked, knowing the end
was near for him. Naraku stopped, surprisingly and walked over to Inuyasha’s
nearly dead body.
“Are you prepared to die, hanyou?”
Finally, with resignation, Inuyasha sighed softly. “H-hai Master…”he muttered;
the pain was too much for him to bear. /I’m sorry, Sesshoumaru….I tried. /
“Too bad then.” Inuyasha whimpered
softly; Naraku shackled him tightly and sent him to the Neko Youkai’s palace,
where now he was sure to die a slow and painful death.
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