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Never go back	By : KiraIsJudgement Category: InuYasha > General Views: 3577 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Warning, this chapter has some pretty mean stuff.
　
　
　
Lips are lightly brushing against mine when the strong scent of alchol abuses my senses, shattering my perfect world.
My eyes shoot open and my heart sinks. Tarou is inches away from face, breathing heavy onto my lips.

　

Pain shoots up my back at the tree bark rips through my dress and into my skin as Tarou shoves me forcefully into the large trunk. I try to push back, but he’s too strong and I find myself trapped with his forearm pinning my neck.
Fuck. What is this drunk gonna do to me? The smirk on his twisted lips is disturbing to say the least.
He squats over me and leans in close and whispers into my ear, “You piss me off, Bitch.”
He presses harder against my windpipe. Stars appear from the lack of oxygen. I dig my nails into his skin, trying to get him to back away, but it doesn’t work. I try to yell, hoping if I can wake up the camp then Hikari will come and send Tarou back to bed, but the only a whimper passes my lips.
“You fight too much. Whores need to behave. You need to be taught your place.” He drags his slimy tongue over my ear lobe and something within me snaps.
No way am I gonna let this prick touch me like this. Right now, being good won’t do me any good at all.
I knee him in the nuts with all my strength, which is followed by a extremely satisfying yelp as the creepy man stumbles back.
I quickly suck in a few lungfuls of precious air while trying to pull myself to my feet. Crawling away, I manage to get to the other side of the tree before being stopped short as my chain tugs back and I do a face-plant into the loose dirt.
Flipping onto my back I see Tarou, red faced and steaming pissed, chain in his hands like some kind of leash. He yanks again and drags me closer.
My leg feels like it’s going to be yanked off as I scramble to gain some ground between me and the pervert. I claw at the dirt, but can’t get a good grip. Dig my feet into the ground, trying to find some sort of footing to push against, but it’s too soft. I soon find myself looking up the sadistic man from the flat of my back.
“Bitch…” he mumbles quickly and kicks swiftly into my ribs.
A rib snaps as my whole chest fills with agonizing torture.
“Inuyasha!” I scream out. Yelling his name brings me comfort. He’s always magically appeared whenever I have needed him this badly with just the cry of his name. “Inuyasha, help me!”
Tarou pulls back to kick me again, but a sudden voice from behind stops him dead in his tracks.
“What do you think you’re doing?” We both turn to see and hazy looking Hikari glaring angrily at Tarou.
My heart flutters as I’m once again saved by the King of pricks. This is not exactly how I’d like to get out of this situation, but I’ll take what I can get.
Tarou sheepishly rubs the back of his neck and shrugs. “Having some fun, Boss.”
Hikari looks at his underling and then into my eyes. I try to give him the most grateful face I can muster as the tears start to escape and travel over my cheeks.
He stares at me indifferently and then back to Tarou. “I’m trying to sleep. She’s loud. Gag her and shut her up.”
My heart stops as Tarou turns to me, happily grinning ear to ear. “Oh, I’m sure I can think of somethin’ to gag her with.”
“Good, I’m going back to sleep. Keep it quiet. I don’t want to be woken up again.” Hikari leaves, disappearing back into his large tent.
As soon as his boss is out of sight, Tarou quickly turns and jabs his foot into my side then stomps my gut.
I cough and gag on as my lungs work at regaining a normal pace. Turning away, I start to tuck into a ball, naturally trying to project my vital organs.
Tarou kneels behind me, pulling me to my back. I swing at his arms, but my weak assaults don’t seem to have much of an affect. How do I get out of this?
“I wouldn’t do nothin’ stupid if I were you.” He grabs the collar of my dress, pulls me to my knees, drags me back to the tree. The he forces me into a sitting position with my back against the trunk.
He holds me in place by firmly pressing down on my chest with one hand, while his other struggles to pull down his pants. It doesn’t take long before he is tightly grabbing his member, harshly yanking at it.
Mustering up all of my strength I make one last ditched effort to escape and kick at his leg, but he steps out of the way.
“Bitch,” he hisses slams my head into the tree trunk.
I tightly close my eyes and wait for the world to stop spinning, trying to clear my mind of the pain clouding it, when I feel something soft pressing between my lips.
“Bite, and I’ll slit your throat,” my attacker warned.
I shake my side to side trying to get refuse him access to my month, but inadvertently make the tip of his penis rub against my clenched teeth.
He places both of his hands on the side of my face and shoved his thumbs under my cheeks. I tremble as he works my jaw open and his disgusting penis slides into my month. I choke on the taste of piss, but he just pushes in deeper, filling my mouth.
The head of his dick presses against the back of my throat, blocking my windpipe. Thrashing my head side to side, I search for air, but he stays in deep.
Everything’s going foggy, and right before I feel like I am going to pass out, he pulls out a little, allowing me to breath. I suck in a short gasp through my nose before he jams back into me. Quickly setting himself up a rhythm, he begins pumping into my mouth.
I can’t open my eyes. I can’t watch this happen. The forceful pace he is humping my throat is causing the back my head to beat against the rough tree bark, splitting my scalp. Stars flash over my eye lids at every contact. I know there’s pain, but it’s dull and surreal.
I am starting to feel numb all over. I’m here, but not really. This can’t be happening to me, can it? Is this what it feels like to die inside, like I’m floating away, going someplace better. So that I can be someplace safe while my body is put through this torture. Is this what it’s like to be broken? Inuyasha, I need you…
“Your mouth’s real good.” Tarou lusty tone pulls me back from my wonderings. Why am I just taking this?
“You like me in you, don’t you? Bet you’d like me in your ass too. I don’t think that counts as purity, do you? Don’t worry, we won’t tell Hikari. It’ll be our secret,” he mumbles softly, as he places a hand on my head for even better control, not giving me any chance to rebut his suggestion.
I can’t let him do this. I have to stop him. Now. I am sure I will regret this, but I think I will regret it even more if I don’t.
I bite. Hard as I can, I bite down on his swollen penis. Thick, coppery tasting, blood runs over my tongue as he pulls out of my mouth.
Thank Kami, I can finally breath. But my rejoice doesn’t last long. Tarou doesn’t even step back to nurse his injured cock. Instead he yanks my hair and pulls me towards his snarling face, then slams my head back into the tree so hard the world goes dark.

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Consciousness flashes back momentarily as excruciating pain consumes my worn body. Boots and fists break bones and split skin. Lucky I’m too worn to stay awake long as I fade back into a quieter place.
I hear muffled voices after a particularly hard kick sent me screaming in pain.
“Fuck man. No. Hikari’s not gonna like this.”
“Bitch. Bit. Me.”
“Don’t care. You know we can’t fuck them up right before a buyer comes.”
Soft hand slide over my body, carefully checking my wounds. I try to squirm away, but I don’t even think I moved. I must look dead. I know I feel like it.
“How many bones did you break? Damn, help me get her in with the girls.”
As soon as the arms start to lift me, agony takes over, my mind screams and world goes black again.
　
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A cot? This is the closest thing to a bed that I’ve been on for weeks. I think I’m in the girl’s tent, but I’m not sure. I can’t see anything, my eyes are swollen shut.
It’s cold. I hope it’s a cold night. I hope that I’m not cold because of loss of blood, or because I have a fever. I don’t remember it being cold tonight. Shit, do I have a blanket?
I try searching my side, but the slightest movements wakes up all of my wounds and the suffering rolls over me. Blanket’s not worth it, and I give up my search.
Suddenly the tent becomes a buzz with the girls’ quiet gossiping as the sound of the tarp door is flung open and heavy foot steps approach me.
At least two people come in. Please don’t let it be Tarou. I don’t think I could handle that right now. The foot steps stop just short of my bedside.
“This is the Miko.” I think that’s Hikari.
“What happened to her?” A female voice? Is this the buyer?

The buyer’s a woman?
“Nothing that will affect her in the long term. She is still pure.” Pure, is not exactly how I am feeling right now.
“She is much more damaged then we’re looking for. We need someone useful right away.” We? Who’s we?
“Surely you sense her strength? She is a very powerful Miko, even in this state, if it can be felt this strongly. Surely it would be worth letting her recover for a Miko of the caliber?” Hikari is quite the sales men. He doesn’t want to lose the opportunity of a buyer for me. Right now, I am pleading for him to succeed. From the sounds of it, she actually wants me for my powers, not some creepy fetish. I will be happy to do blessing prayers, cure an illness, or purify a demon, as long as I can get the hell out of here.
“I believe this decision is best left to my Lord. I will return soon.” Her light footsteps exit the tent.
Hikari quickly begins spit cleaning me and tiding up my hair, much like my mother used to do when I was a kid. He’s trying to make me look my best for this Lord.
Moments later the tent flap is opened again and a strong youkai aura hits me. It is so familiar. I know this youkai.
I turn to face the him. With all my might I force my eyes to crack open and barely catch the sight of shoulder length silver hair standing out like a beckon against the gloomy darkness.
“Kagome?” he inquires.

　
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