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You're Mine	By : kittenchild Category: InuYasha AU/AR > Het - Male/Female Views: 19962 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 5
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I do not own Inuyasha. I only wish I did ^.~
Author’s Note:
Thank you again to everyone who reviewed! I can’t express how awesome it is to see so many responses to a newly posted chapter. This next chapter is dedicated to all of my lovely reviewers I don’t usually turn them around so quick!
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Warning: THIS CHAPTER HAS SOME SMUTTY SMUTTY SMUTTINESS IN IT! LOTS OF ORAL!
You. Have. Been. Warned!
Chapter Four:
“Now that we are clear on that,” His hand reached down, capturing her chin and tilting it upwards, forcing those expressive eyes to meet his gaze. “You will service me with your mouth, and you will swallow every drop of my seed. After you are done, you will thank me for the gift. Understood?”
For a moment Kagome couldn’t respond. Her tongue had somehow managed to freeze itself to the roof of her mouth as she stared up into those cold golden eyes with a mixture of shock and trepidation. He wanted her to…what? Unconsciously her gaze fell to the rather large tent in Sesshoumaru’s trousers, and she felt her anxiety triple. This man was by every conceivable means very well endowed.
Kagome had little to no experience with blow jobs. She had only ever had one boyfriend, Hojo, and they had broken up over the summer last year. Despite the fact that she had worked as a stripper, Kagome was incredibly inexperienced when it came to sex. She and Hojo’s relationship had consisted mainly of some hot and heavy make out sessions, some awkward petting and once…a blow job. The second that her lips had touched his penis, Hojo had come in hard, jerking spurts. Kagome would never forget the awful taste of that bitter and salty cum.
And Sesshoumaru wanted her to please him with only her mouth? Her hands were still bound tightly behind her back, tied there by the red silk tie he had been wearing earlier in the evening. She was completely vulnerable, at his mercy, and well did she know it. Her ass would likely stay sore for days, even now she swore she could feel her pulse throbbing there.
“Girl,” Sesshoumaru’s voice was cold with warning, reminder her that she had yet to answer him.
“Yes…sir.” She whispered the words, nervous and disgusted with herself. Is this what she had come to? Kagome had promised herself when she became a stripper that she would never stoop so low as to have sex, or trade favors, with anyone she had met at the club. Her mouth twisted bitterly as Sesshoumaru worked his belt free, unbuttoning his slacks and pulling the zipper down low. Then he leaned back into the couch, legs spread wide, and crooked a finger at her.
“The rest you can do…with your mouth.”
If Kagome’s face was red before, it was absolutely molten now. He wanted her to…to…
“I am losing my patience with you girl, if you do not want to end up over my knee once more, I suggest you get to work.”
Choking back on the whimper that wanted to escape past her lips, Kagome followed the only option she really had. She obeyed.
She leaned forward, eyes flickering up once to see Sesshoumaru watching her with hooded amber eyes. His gaze was somehow both lazy and sharp, as if he expected nothing less than complete obedience from her, and if she made even the tiniest of mistakes he would take her to task for it. Eyes flickering down to his lap, Kagome tugged his pants open with her teeth, a shiver chasing down her spine as the hot heat of him brushed against her cheek. The man was huge! And apparently, he wore boxer briefs. With nothing in her way but the red, cotton, material that tightly hugged his powerful erection Kagome couldn’t help but feel a surge of fear. What if she was horrible at this? Would he beat her again? She didn’t know if she could take another spanking from the demon who had confessed to going easy on her. If that was easy…Kagome didn’t want to know what her punishment would be if he was truly angry with her.
“Put your mouth on it now, through the briefs.”
Kagome hesitated only for a moment before her lips parted, her head lowered, and she found him with her tongue. He made no noise as her lips wrapped around the head of his shaft, her tongue tracing the coarse outline of his cock through his boxer briefs. She licked, sucked, nibbled…all while hoping she was doing it right. She had learned quite a few things from her time as a stripper, the other girls loved to talk...and to give advice on how to best please their man. Kagome had listened, but had never put into practice any of their tips and tricks…until now.
“Enough. I want to feel those lips on my cock now.” Sesshoumaru growled, and Kagome all but jumped at the command. His cock was still hard beneath her tongue, and yet he didn’t sound very pleased. One glance upward revealed eyes that were tinted red. Another shiver traced down her spine, and her arms instinctively jerked in her bonds. Whatever knot Sesshoumaru had used to tie her was a sturdy one. Using her lips, teeth, and nose and after several minutes of trying, Kagome was finally able to work Sesshoumaru free of the cloth that covered his cock.
She regretted it almost immediately. It jutted out, impossibly thick and long, from his lap almost proudly. Kagome didn’t bother looking up at him. She didn’t want him to see the fear, the inexperience, in her eyes. It was a blow job. She had watched porn a couple of times before…she knew what had to happen here.
And yet? She really didn’t want to. Shame and fear warred within her. If she did this…if she took him into her mouth and sucked his dick…wouldn’t that be the same as giving up? After everything she had went through so far, it hardly seemed fair. She must have hesitated for too long, because the next thing she knew Sesshoumaru had draped his belt around her neck. She startled at the feel of the warm leather, which wasn’t an entirely unpleasant sensation. That is, until the belt tightened. Using it like a leash, he drew an unwilling Kagome up so that her face was pressed tight against the length of him, the belt wound tight around his fist.
“Put. It. In. Your. Mouth.” The words were growled. Kagome knew he was angry, and fear as well as self-preservation had her mouth opening on instinct. The belt was almost uncomfortably tight around her neck as she raised herself up higher on her knees. She stared down the length of him for a moment before her soft lips closed around the silky, hot, head of him. Her tongue, of its own accord, flickered out to taste the tip of him, smoothing over the head as if it were a loli-pop that was just dying to be licked. Surprisingly, he didn’t taste bad at all. A little salty, and musky, but not bitter. Tentatively her lips moved down his shaft, her jaw already beginning to ache as it adjusted to his girth. Her tongue traced the underside of him, finding and following a vein that pulsed and throbbed. She began to move her head up and down, slowly at first, but then gaining both confidence and speed. There was no way, however, that she was going to be able to take all of him into her mouth. He was just too large, too thick, for her to try to swallow him down. And so she worked him, head bobbing and lips stretched tight as she hollowed out her cheeks to suck him hard. She could hear him breathing above her, normally at first, and then gradually heavier. She felt the leash tighten around her neck, and couldn’t help but yelp around his cock, her eyes fluttering up to stare at him in a mixture of confusion and shock.
“I want your lips wrapped around the base of my dick, girl.” Sesshoumaru’s voice was low, guttural. “You can take the length yourself, or I will hold your head and fuck your mouth. Hard. Deep. The choice is yours.”
Kagome’s eyes glistened with angry tears. She felt…demeaned. Lesser. Here she was with her lips wrapped around his cock, taking obscene orders from him…and unable to refuse. Sure, she could pull away and tell him to go fuck himself, that she was done here and done taking his shit…but then her mother and grandfather would know about her stripping, and so would her principal! Her academic and personal life would be completely ruined. She had no choice but to do as he asked, to try and please him, because the alternative…
There was no alternative.
Swallowing down her pride, Kagome took a deep breath and worked her lips down the impossible length of him. Her eyes watered, she gagged, pulled back to take a gulp of air and earned a growl and sharp stinging slap to her bra covered breast for the reflex, before she tried again. The next time she gagged, she didn’t bother to pull back, knowing that Sesshoumaru was waiting to force her head down his shaft. She closed her eyes, breathing through her nose around the thick intrusion in her mouth. She had taken him little more than half way, and she could feel him in the back of her throat. Slowly she moved down, gagging, eyes watering, but too scared to stop or pull away. She didn’t want to be mouth fucked. It was humiliating enough that she was doing this. When finally she made it to the base of him, she could swear he was more than halfway down her throat. She swallowed, earning a groan from above her, before she tried to pull away. Immediately a hand fell to her head, fisting in her hair as it forced her back down. She could feel his pubic hair, crisp and crinkly, press against her nose and lips. She cried out, choking on his cock, while he held her struggling form there.
“Breathe through your noise, girl. Stop panicking. You can take this.”
Kagome inhaled sharply, trying to calm her racing heart. He was just so thick! And long! When he began to ease her head up, Kagome exhaled sharply in relief. A relief that was short lived when he bobbed her head up and down the length of him with an almost callous efficiency. At first she had struggled, gagging and choking, trying to worm her way off his cock…but that had been futile. So with reflexive tears running down her cheeks, Kagome simply kept her mouth open and her eyes squeezed shut as he thrust into her mouth. He wasn’t being brutal or even rough, he had simply taken over command of the blowjob. In a matter of minutes the thrusting stopped and his pistoning hips paused. With a groan, and a sudden swelling of the cock in her mouth, Sesshoumaru came. She could feel hot jets of cum shooting down her throat, more pooling in her mouth as he withdrew.
“Open your mouth.” The words were growled. Instinctively Kagome obeyed, tilting her head back and opening her mouth. She could feel his cum in her mouth, taste the saltiness of it against her tongue. She wanted nothing more than to spit it out, but the deadly look in his eyes stopped her from doing more than entertaining the thought.
“Stick your tongue out.” A humiliated blush rose to Kagome’s cheeks as she complied. She could feel the cum starting to leak out of the corner of her mouth, trickling in a slow drip down her chin.
“Keep that tongue out. And now you may thank me for the gift.”
Tears of frustration and anger pooled in her eyes. Why was he being so cruel to her? What had she ever done to him?
“hank you sah” Kagome managed to get the words out around her tongue. His hand dropped back down to her hair, and she couldn’t help but flinch at the contact.
“Good girl. Now swallow it.”
Kagome did so, almost gratefully. Tears of humiliation were pooling in her eyes as she bowed her head. She just wanted to go home, to get away from him and his stupid demands.
She let out a startled ‘eep’ as he flipped her onto the couch. She landed on back and her bound arms, eyes wide in her rapidly paling face, as he suddenly loomed over her.
“For so long you’ve been teasing me with that sweet scent of yours girl. I’ve been wanting that mouth wrapped around my cock for far too long now.” He smirked, hands falling to her knees as he drew them slowly upward.
“You did a good job at following my orders…that deserves a reward, don’t you think?”
“N-No, sir!” Kagome whimpered as his hands slid down her thighs, his fingers wrapping around the white lace of her thong before jerking it down her legs.
“P-Please!” She cried out, trying to turn away, but he caught her hips in his hands, pinning her down to the couch.
Sesshoumaru looked down at the flushed and frightened girl pinned to his couch. She was…delectable. He could smell her fear, her innocence, the heady spice of her pain and the sweeter scent of her arousal. It was faint, but detectable. He doubted the silly chit even knew that she was aroused by this, by him. It had happened as soon as he had bound her hands, growing more noticeable toward the end of her spanking.
The little dancer subconsciously enjoyed him dominating her, forcing her to submit to him. It was…curious, and very fortunate. Fortunate for him, that was. The girl was a natural submissive. Sure she had a little bit of a temper, a flair for the dramatic, and a sharp tongue…but nothing that Sesshoumaru could not train or control. Taming the girl…would be fun.
His cock twitched as he remembered thrusting into that warm, wet mouth. Her mewls, and cries had reverberated down and through his dick, her throat and tongue working his shaft. Looking down at her now, she was a sight to behold. Flushed and flustered, with her hands bound behind her and her panties dangling off of one trim ankle. She had his black leather belt wrapped around her throat, the tail end trailing between her cotton covered breasts. Mmm, her breasts.
Ignoring her pleas for him to stop, he pulled her bra down low, freeing the creamy soft rose tipped mounds of flesh. He had to taste her, to know if she tasted as sweet as she looked.
His mouth closed around a turgid nipple, more proof of her unconscious arousal, and he pulled strongly, delighting in her soft cry and moans.
“Please, sir. Please don’t- oh!” He worked her rosy nipple, nibbling and sucking as his hand came up to cup her other breast, rolling the rosy peak between sure fingers.
Kagome cried out beneath him, wriggling and struggling to get free. The scent of her arousal spiced the air, the smell intoxicating and delicious. Sesshoumaru paid homage to those breasts, before slowly moving down the lithe and tight curves of her body.
“No, no, no, please sir. Please stop!” Kagome was whimpering now, fighting back the arousal that was battering at her, slowly flooding her body.
“You will cease your pleas, girl. This Sesshoumaru takes what he wants.”
As his lips moved in feather light kisses over her stomach and down her hip, Kagome couldn’t help the cry that escaped her.
“Please I don’t-“
She didn’t get farther with her words. Sesshoumaru had moved almost lightning fast. Cloth was shoved unceremoniously into her mouth, effectively gagging her. Her eyes widened minutely when she realized that he had just shoved her own panties into her mouth. She could…taste herself on them. Before she could even move to try and spit them out, Sesshoumaru captured her chin in his hands. His golden eyes were bright, molten almost in color, as they bore down hard into her own.
“Under no circumstances are you to remove those panties from your mouth girl. If you try, I will take that belt off of your neck and beat your ass with it. Yes?”
Slowly Kagome nodded, swallowing back the urge to spit out the lacy thong.
With a sharp nod, Sesshoumaru moved back down her body, his lips falling to the top of her shaved mound.
“Mm, beautiful. You will keep this shaved and clean for me.” He mumbled against her lower lips, tongue darting out to trace the seam. Kagome couldn’t help but writhe at the feel of his hot breath and tongue on her most private of places. Hojo’s clumsy, fumbling, fingers had been the only things to travel so low.
His fingers parted her, opening her wide for his perusal. For some time he merely stared at her, inhaling her scent, breathing hard hot breaths against her core.
Shivers, unbidden, raced up and down her spine as arousal nudged insistently in her lower belly. She clenched, unable to help herself, and flushed again when she heard Sesshoumaru’s dark chuckle.
“You are so very, very, wet for me girl.” His finger traced up and down the lips of her sex, moving slowly inward. She gasped around the cloth in her mouth at the feeling of his finger nudging against her opening. She could feel how slick she was, how wet he had made her, and she felt both dirty and low.
“I’m going to make you scream tonight, Kagome.”
A low whine escaped her, and she turned her head away as his mouth descended on her hot core. When his lips found the round little pearl peeking out of its hood, Kagome gasped. She cried out again as he sucked hard, a finger thrusting into her tight sheath almost simultaneously. Kagome lay bound, gagged, and helpless beneath Sesshoumaru’s ministrations. His fingers and tongue were like magic. This was clearly a man who knew what he was doing. Within a matter of minutes he had Kagome crying out beneath him, the muscles in her stomach and legs quivering as her hips arched upward into his mouth.
Just as she was on the brink of release, just as she was about to come…he pulled back. Left her hanging. She moaned, crying out, her hips writhing and bucking beneath him.
“Beg me for it, whore. Beg me to cum. Tell me how much you want it, tell me how much of a dirty whore you are.”
Eyes wild, Kagome met his gaze.
She shook her head. She was so fucking close to the most amazing orgasm she had ever had. A whine of frustration left her chest.
“Beg for it.”
“Please sir,” Kagome managed through the gag, her eyes bright with humiliation and burgeoning arousal. “Please let this whore cum.”
Once the words left her lips she almost couldn’t believe that they had. She didn’t have much to for self-recrimination before his mouth and fingers descended on her again. When she came, it was with a scream around a mouth full of panties, with her hands bound tight behind her back and a makeshift leash around her neck. Most importantly, it was with one of the world’s most powerful men’s head between her thighs.
It was some time before Kagome came back to herself. She wasn’t sure how much time had passed. Minutes? Hours? What she did know was that she was wrapped in a thick, fluffy blanket, her head tucked beneath a strong chin while hands stroked down her hair and back.
“This Sesshoumaru is very pleased with you, girl.” There was a well of satisfaction in the man’s normally cool voice.
“Your clothes are on the edge of the couch. You may dress in the foyer, and then be on your way.”
“Okay...sir.” Kagome whispered, confused at the sudden gentleness he was showing her. She wriggled out of his lap, the blanket still wrapped tight around her shoulders.
“Drop the blanket.” He issued her one last command. With cheeks flaming red, she did so, and with all the dignity she could muster she strutted out of the room. Naked as the day she was born.
The next week passed slowly for Kagome. As she had thought, her ass had smarted from the spanking for a full two days. It had just become passingly comfortable to sit again when she returned to school on Monday. From there on out everything became a blur. Between school, and then working at the restaurant right afterwards, Kagome was pulling late hours.
Working at the restaurant was significantly harder than working as a stripper. It required more work, more hours, more…groveling. And some people, Kagome soon discovered, just didn’t tip well despite the level of service they were provided with. Others, mainly construction workers and blue collar workers, were more likely to leave a decent tip. Still at the end of the night she walked away with only a fraction of what she would have made dancing.
Working after school also meant that Kagome had to choose between sleep and homework. There were some nights that Kagome stayed up until three in the morning, waking up three hours later to get ready for school. And still some of her assignments weren’t getting done.
But Souta was doing well. Kagome smiled as she remembered her younger brother’s exuberance after his latest round of chemo.
“I can feel it Sis! This is the last one!”
The doctors were feeling positive too, saying Souta was doing remarkably well. They would test again in a few weeks. Hopefully…hopefully the cancer was in remission. Her little brother was her world right now. Everything that she did, she did for him. Something she had to remind herself of on Friday night.
Although the week had passed by slowly at first…as soon as Thursday hit and Kagome remembered her obligation to the Mr. Stoney Mc.Stonersen (as Inuyasha liked to call him) time seemed to suddenly slip away from her.
All too soon she found herself parked outside the front of Sesshoumaru’s mini mansion, shivering in the cold…wishing that she was anywhere but here.
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