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You're Mine	By : kittenchild Category: InuYasha AU/AR > Het - Male/Female Views: 19962 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 5
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha, and I make no profit off of this story.

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WARNING: I’m not sure why I feel the need to put these up at the beginning of each chapter, but again, for those of you who haven’t figured it out…there are some serious amounts of smutty smutty smuttiness in here. Anal play, bondage, humiliation…etc. Be warned.

Chapter Nine:
Every muscle in Kagome’s body trembled with fear and anticipation. She was finding it hard to draw breath into her almost feverishly working lungs. Eyes wide and dilated, she wriggled and writhed on the contraption she was strapped down to. There was no use. She was spread for him, ass in the air and head pointing towards the ground, completely at his mercy. As the seconds ticked by, a whimper began to work its way into her throat. She contemplated begging for mercy after all, the demon planned on giving her a total of 100 lashes, but she knew it would be an effort in futility. If there was one thing Kagome had learned about Sesshoumaru these past couple of months, it was that he always did what pleased him. Especially when it came to her punishment.
A startled yip left her when his warm hand suddenly smoothed over her vulnerable backside. With firm fingers he massaged the twin globes, bringing a blush to Kagome’s cheeks. It wasn’t enough that he was going to spank her, he wanted to make sure that she knew he could touch her in any way he wanted to. Do whatever he wanted to with her. And right now? There wasn’t much she could do about it. As frightening as her complete vulnerability was…it was also strangely erotic.
Kagome liked giving up control to Sesshoumaru, liked being dominated by such a fierce creature. He was hard, cold, and unforgiving. But she was one of the few who got to see the flames of passion burn hot and alive in his eyes, to see his control shatter as he plunged into her. She also saw, in rare moments, his quiet compassion. Tenderness. It was not something that happened frequently, but it was there in the way he ran his hands over her body, tucked her against his chest and wrapped her in a blanket. It was in his eyes when they traced over her form, taking in the dark circles and the sinking stomach.
He wasn’t a complete asshole. Well...sometimes anyway. In Sesshoumaru Kagome saw a spark of promise, a hint of a better man. She wondered, sometimes, if he saw it too…and that was why he ruthlessly squashed it down. Maybe that was her fatal flaw. Despite everything he had put her through, every torture he had elicited on her poor body, she saw the good in him. Kagome had always believed that people were inherently good, and it was life that made them hard and cruel. Who was Sesshoumaru, anyway? What had he gone through to make him so very…
Kagome let out a startled scream as the first blow landed against her unprotected backside. She jerked in her restraints, her eyes wide with a mixture of shock and pain.
“Mind your manners, pet. You would not want me to add more lashes, would you?”
“Thank you! Thank you sir!” Kagome choked out the words, suddenly grateful that he had spanked her with his hand in the past. She knew he could be hitting her a lot harder with that paddle…heck, he could hit her a lot harder (and had) with his bare hand.
“Is there something you are forgetting, Kagome?”
“I-I’m not a whore, sir.”
“Very, good.”
And then the blows began to fall. Kagome tried her best to muffle her cries, her ass a fiery mass of pain and sensation. The paddle was wide and thick, hard and unforgiving. It came down hard on her upturned ass, blistering her cheeks with every bite. Left, then right, her upper thighs and the curve of her ass. Each time Kagome had to thank him for the blow, and remind both of them that she was not a whore.
Crazy? Maybe. Desperate? Definitely. A whore…apparently not.
By the time the first twenty blows were over, Kagome’s entire body was trembling. The muscles in her thighs and calves were tight with strain. Despite being tied down, she fought against the bonds that held her helpless. Tears glistened in the corner of her eyes as her breath came in deep, panting gasps. Her backside was red, angry, and she couldn’t even squirm more than an inch away from the paddle. To be so helpless…
“Do you know, pet…that you are wet?” Sesshoumaru’s voice was soft with amusement and spiced with arousal. She whined softly, teeth still clenched tight around the chain that held her nipple clamps. Strong, long, fingers glided between the glistening lips of her sex, dipping into her tight channel before moving up to find the little bundle of nerves at the apex of her thighs. Kagome choked back a moan, eyes still wet with unshed tears, as Sesshoumaru’s devastating fingers explored her, teased her.
“If one didn’t know better, girl, they might assume that you like being spanked. Did you like your punishment, Kagome?”
Kagome cried out as one digit surged into her, moving slowly in and out, curling to brush against that sensitive spot inside of her.
“N-No sir!” She gasped, inner muscles clenching hot and tight around him as he added a second finger.
“Do you like being restrained?” His dark voice, sensuous and hot, whispered softly. “Do you like being tied down to await my pleasure, bitch?”
Kagome shook her head, gasping as the action tugged harshly on the nipple clamps attached to her breasts. Frustration burned hot and alive through her. It wasn’t supposed to be like this! She wasn’t supposed to like what he did to her! The fact that he was working her towards an orgasm, making her admit that she liked being so vulnerable…
“Yes…sir.” Kagome moaned as his thumb found her clit, slicking over the little pleasure center. Kagome tried to arch, to wiggle, to get closer to those magic hands…but she couldn’t. She was strapped down, helpless to do anything but to submit to his every whim, his every touch.
Her eyes fluttered open as his other hand found the plug buried deep in her ass. Slowly he withdrew a portion of it, only to move it back in. As his fingers worked her insides, his thumb expertly smoothing over her clit, a mixture of confusing sensations bombarded Kagome. He was fucking her in the ass with that plug, something he knew that she hated, and yet he was playing with her clit building within her an almost painful arousal. Her ass was raw from the paddle, her hole stretched from the plug that was moving slowly and slickly in and out hitting nerve endings that she didn’t even know she had.
“Does that feel good, pet? Do you like my fingers inside your pussy?” He whispered again, and Kagome heard the smirk in his voice as her hips tried in vain to buck into the hand that was working her so well.
“Nn, y-es. Yes sir.” Kagome moaned, her cheeks flushed with mortification. Pleasure and pain. His fingers playing her like a violin while the plug moved in and out of her in a slow glide. It was uncomfortable, the stretching and the movement, but the longer Sesshoumaru played with her…that discomfort turned into something else completely.
“A-Ah!” Kagome startled moan had her toes curling and her nails biting into her palms. “Please!” She whined, trying to wiggle her hips into his hand.
Sesshoumaru chuckled darkly.
“Do you want to come, girl?”
“Yes…yes…please!” Kagome panted, every nerve ending in her body on hyper alert.
“No. You will not come, not yet. Is that understood?”
Kagome’s heart lurched in her chest. She was so close to the edge, so close to the precipice. Didn’t she deserve this after the torture he had put her through? This orgasm promised to be a great one, teasing her, making her skin crawl and twitch as wave after wave of pleasure raced through her blood stream. The muscles in her stomach and insides clenched and quivered. She was so close to the edge, and Sesshoumaru wasn’t doing anything to hold her back.
She knew if she came without his permission, it would end badly for her. The last thing she needed was more spankings.
“Please, sir.” Kagome gasped, groaning and writhing. “Please let me come.”
“Hn.” Was Sesshoumaru’s cryptic reply as his fingers picked up the pace, sending electric sparks of pleasure zinging up her spine.
“Oh god! Oh god! Sir! My Lord! Please!” Kagome writhed, chain dangling from her lips as she threw back her head in ecstasy. It was taking everything she had not to come.
“Your Lord is feeling generous today, girl. You may come.”
And she did. She shattered apart beneath his hands, screaming and arching, pulling at the bonds that held her down. When the last of her orgasm was drained form her, when her throat was almost raw from the screams, then and only then did his fingers withdraw from her sheath.
“You come apart so beautifully, pet.” Sesshoumaru chuckled, his hand (now damp with her juices) smoothing over her raw backside.
“T-Thank…” Kagome couldn’t even finish the sentence. She was too stunned by the power of the orgasm, still overloaded by all the sensation.
Which is why, when the next blow landed, she wasn’t even prepared for it. A soft moan was the only thing that escaped her lips, her body twitching with the aftermath of an amazing climax.
And the blows rained down, one after another, when the pain finally pierced the fog she was laying under, it was too late.
“That’s a total of sixty, pet.” Sesshoumaru’s hand were suddenly cradling her face, lifting her head to stare into her glassy eyes.
“I think you’ve had enough. You will thank this Sesshoumaru for his generosity.”
Kagome blinked owlishly at him, almost delirious.
“Thanks sir.” She sighed, her head lolling to the side, much to Sesshoumaru’s amusement.
Sesshoumaru stared down hard at the languid, limp, form of his submissive. She was in sub space, dazed from the overwhelming amount of sensation he had inflicted on her body. Her mind could no longer differentiate between pain and pleasure…which was, unfortunately, why Sesshoumaru had to cut this session short. It wouldn’t do to overly harm the girl, after all. He wanted to keep her around for a while yet.
With a smirk, he shook his head, undoing the straps that bound his little pet. Gently he scooped her limp form into his arms, marveling at how very fragile she was. A frown flickered briefly in his eyes at the slightness of her body.
She was too thin, his bitch. She wasn’t eating enough, despite his orders otherwise. And it was not as if the girl lacked the appetite. Every Friday she ate well with him. Was it possible she had an eating disorder of some sort? She certainly didn’t seem the type. Hn. It was a cause for concern, to be sure. Something that Sesshoumaru would have to look into. He’d punish her for not taking better care of herself, and normally would have, but she had accrued so much punishment from his hand that it seemed almost cruel to inflict more upon her.
No, his little bitch was coming along nicely. She responded well to his commands, her voice whether in pain or pleasure was music to his ears. And her face… he would never get tired of watching her face. She was an expressive creature. Her anger, her pain, her frustration and her arousal…they played so easily across her face…lit those chocolate orbs beautifully. He had never had a human before, and had never wanted one until her.
It was almost worrisome, but Sesshoumaru was far past the point of caring too much. He simply refused to let go of this girl, his bitch. She was his, blackmail or no, and walking away would never be an option for her. A darker part of him wanted her under his complete control. He wanted her in his house, under his roof…in his bed. He wanted to be the last thing she saw when she went to bed at night, and the first thing those expressive eyes of hers kissed upon waking.
If she were to live here, with him, he wouldn’t have to worry about her weight, or her grades. His bitch would be well cared for, well kept. Her only purpose would be to serve his needs, whenever the whim struck him, otherwise she would be a pampered pet. A growl of approval rumbled in his chest as he carried the limp girl out of his play room, and headed toward the living room.
The more he thought about it, the more he liked the idea. There was just one thing standing in his way…the girl was still in grade school. It would be…frowned upon. Most especially by her parents. Hn. It had been years since he had first had the girl investigated. He had been lax, lazy. He was usually meticulous when it came to investigating his bed partners.
That would have to be rectified soon, Sesshoumaru thought grimly as he stared down at the girl in his arms.
Very soon.
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AN:
So what did you think? Truth be told, I was not going to be able to write Kagome getting spanked with a paddle 100 times. Ugh. This chapter is a little shorter than other, because well, I’m planning on having real stuff happen soon. Maybe next chapter. Who knows?
I think it’s time that Kagome discovered her powers…don’t you? And I’m thinking of bringing Inuyasha into the story a bit…maybe an ass kicking is in order? WHO KNOWS! I can’t even decide what I want to do! XP
Anyway, let me know what you thought of this chapter. You gotta love bondage…right?
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