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Dominance	By : BlackMaiden Category: InuYasha > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 16870 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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I thought I would put an alternating theme of what would have happened, had Sesshomaru was paired with my favorite character, Seara instead of Inutaisho. So here it is This is a five part story about how Sesshomaru asserts his authority and dominance upon his two wards, Seara and Rin. They are both much older. This is a side story of the alternate ending of different characters. The main story is the trilogy of "Jewel of Four Souls" and its postlude "Inu Legacy", in which both are unwritten. Seara originally pairs up with Inutaisho but this is my different version since I wanted something of Rin, Seara, and Sesshomaru together. If you have noticed. I connect most of all my stories in regards to the life and personality of each character. If their is mention of a past plot that isnt explained, I will give you the name of the story if you havent already read it. Seara was repurified as a virgin. Meaning that she isnt originally a virgin but made into one again. It may seem weird and an unlikely scenario but when the story "Inu Legacy" comes up, which will explain this occurance, you will understand and it will be more realistic and likely. Enough of that shit, I hope you guys like it. I will update soon.
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****WARNING- THIS STORY CONTAINS VERY DARK THEMES AND SUBJECT MATTER. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED****
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Dominance
Sesshomaru looked upon his two wards, laughing and playing with each others hair. He let his eyes roam over each and wondered mildly what had gone with the time. The war was long over and he found that he still carried each of his human companions along with him as he patrolled his lands. He had long since let go of Kohoku to his sister but still, the young man was apart of his life since Sesshomaru had trained him personally to be a commander in his army. The other two wards, though, he could not let go so easily and he, Sesshomaru, found that he could no longer avoid the growing attachment of these women. Yes, women they had become. Rin was no longer the round faced child he had met eight years prior. She had grown into a lovely and soft woman of sixteen summers old. Along his hopeful travels, he had run across the young woman, Seara. She had ensued battle with him against Naraku and since she was not welcome in the neighboring village because of her looks, she had stayed with him.
Their looks were the cause of his musing this evening. These two women had silently suggested quite the attentions of their bodies towards him and he found that he could no longer ignore the issue at hand. Rin had grown into a sweet faced young woman. She, still lacking in many ways but none the less lovely. Her body was swelling into womanly curves and her scent spiked of that of an adult. Her scent! Oh her scent! It was heady like wild flowers and her spike of arousal or menstrual bleeding only heightened the scent, causing him to growl low in his throat from the lovely aroma. Seara was a woman of the future, 26 summers old and innocent from his doing, something he cared not to think of at this moment, for her womanly curves, fully blossomed and ever enticing, only seemed to intensify over the years that he had spent with her. Her scent was of the ocean and heady, deep smelling flowers and her maturity made it all the harder to avoid. Their scents wafted in the summer night air, causing him to contemplate and finally find a solution to rest his aching soul and ever impatient yoaki some relief. The said solution was dominance.
Sesshomaru had allowed so many liberties to both women over the years that each had become innocently brazen. Seara was no doubt the fault of this. She had taught his young Rin, the ways to woo a man and use her figure to get her way, making him boil in anger. This would not do. He had passed it off, hoping some other yoaki would come to him for the hand of marriage with his young wards but the more he thought about it, the more it enraged him. He had killed several suitors for their lust filled actions. They dared to have the audacity to ask him to marry his wards. He knew what these men wanted and the anger rose higher because so did his wards and yet, they seemed naive or uncaring. He didn’t know but he would fix that tonight. Sesshomaru knew he didn’t love these women as they were taught men do. He was demon after all and they could only accept what he would give them. Yes, he planned to mate both of them, but they would learn their place, clearly. They would learn that demons did not love, as they were taught, but only by nature. Mating purposes alone drove their instincts to breed. It was about making heirs and lives, not about the ridiculous notions that Seara had filled Rin’s head with. This nonsense of great princes rescuing princesses on lovely white horses to live happily ever after. He scoffed at the idea making him almost want to vomit. These women had no idea but he planned to share his thoughts on the matter in first hand experience. His plan was simple. He would rut both of them in the most dominant manner a yoaki can dominate, mark them as his mates, more over, property, and make sure they didn’t even think about stepping out of line with him again
. He could no longer allow them to bath nude in the broad daylight in front of anyone who had eyes. He could not allow them to let those lust driven yoaki whisper in their ears and dare to blush and giggle behind their hands. He could not allow them to flirt with the dangerous, red eyed yoaki causing the males to fight to the point of death for first rut and blood. He had seen it too many times and now, he would step in. He would teach these bitches the error of their ways, violently, and warn the other yoaki that he was in this game now and not to dare challenge him for the two flamboyant ladies. After all, he owned them for they owed him their lives and now was a good time to collect his debt for such.
He had prepared ahead of time, allowing his yoaki to starve so to be more receptive to the actions ahead of him. He picked a perfect place to break his perfect beauties, not so far away and now all he waited on was the little aggravating, green imp to sleep, so not to ruin his plans. He planned to let them continue believing in their safety till the right moment, call them away from their chatting and books and lead them to his satisfaction. He planned on breaking Rin once, to prove his point and to finish his lust upon Seara, the instigator, as punishment. He planned to do as he pleased to one, right in front of the other, so a lesson was learned. He planned to hurt them both, Rin not so much, but Seara, Oh Seara, she would not walk for weeks. He hid his aura of anticipation and excitement and waited for the right moment: waiting on the toad to sleep, waiting on the right glow of the moon, waiting for them to have no clue, waiting to hear their screams, cries and taste their tears, blood, and sweat.
So now, he reclined, plan solved, waiting with a deadly and dangerous demon’s intent. Ever so silent and aloof he was, a smirk hinting on the corners of his lips, strong glaring eyes, waiting to take the kill like the predator he was bred to be.
The disgusting green lump was now snoring loudly as the flames of the fire danced upon his prey. Each was talking amongst each other quietly about something he didn’t bother to listen in on. He watched them momentarily as their mute lips moved, ultimately not wanting to wait to hear them wail and beg. Suddenly impatient, he lowered his eyes and rose without a word, turning on his heel, small bag in hand and walking towards the forest line. He could feel they were looking at him, wondering where he was going but he continued till he stood at the edge of the greenery before stopping and giving his monotone of direction.
“Seara, Rin, come with me.” He demanded coolly, not giving away the slightest hint on his motives.
He stood still breathing in the night air and glancing at the trees in front of him as the two young women came to him, after a moments hesitations, to follow his next direction. He could smell their confusion and wonder at what he had in mind but he held his thoughts at bay and his aura hid until he had them far enough away from camp to do so. He continued further into the lush surroundings as soon as the girls were close enough to follow. To keep his excitement at a minimum until they were at their destination he had already chosen, he took a slow steady pace and surveyed the area. The women said nothing, though still confused, as he led them to their destiny. The night was warm with a cool, moving breeze and was abuzz with crickets and night birds. Sesshomaru focused his hearing to ensure there were no dangers or interruptions lurking in the forest that could possibly distract and rouse his anger later, which was, when he would be deliciously busy. Both sets of innocent eyes were on him as they followed close behind, trying not to worry about what could be hidden in the shadows and working to figure out why their lord had called them to follow. He knew this was to happen, for he had never called the ladies with him when he went out each night. Never had they followed him or questioned, so it was normal that they were concerned, but what made his yoaki purr in anticipation was that he could smell no fear on them, not a single drop of it. They were so very trusting of him that they followed without a single question or a doubt and it made him catch the growl in his throat that threatened to escape. Oh, they would really learn about trust and unquestionable loyalty this night, for they had no real understanding of his true nature, the blood driven beast he truly was inside, but tonight he would let go of this indifference, set his yoaki loose and show them exactly what he really was.
Continuing further, he could smell the hot spring up ahead that was apart of his little gathering place for all of this to take place. As he walked he thought back on the things that his young wards really never saw from him. Though on the outside, he appeared to be distant, uncaring, and aloof, the truth was that he was very much a passionate person with all aspects of his life. Speaking of the word passionate, this did not include the romantic aspect of the word, it meant that he was very involved in his nature and did nothing to cover such things. He never showed this to the young wards following his footsteps but they would soon see the dark side of his demon heritage. They had not seen or known of the many demonesses that had died by his hands during his yoaki heats. They did not see him in the mist of bloodlust and the pure fun of murder. They did not see the ruthless consequences and punishment he placed on many, even if it was for some of the slightest actions. They did not see the true demon he was but as he stepped through the clearing of the vast meadow he knew, that these two were ready to see this in him.
Sesshomaru let the scenery take up his thoughts for a moment as he heard the audible gasp behind him from his guests of honor. There on the backdrop of mountaintops was a large Japanese maple looming over lush grass with a rocky, billowing hot spring some meters away, casting the moon’s luminance over the surface. Lightening bugs scattered around the surface of the said spring and under the maple, casting a strange yellow glow in tiny specks, as far as the eye could see. The moon overhead lit up the area with its bright white glow and if you were quiet, you could hear the ocean roaring against rocks on the other side of the mountains, not so far away.
Sesshomaru soaked this in, realizing that his father had once brought him here during his first heat, setting him loose with the many beautiful women that his father had brought for him to choose from. In the end, he had chased the many women into the forest or to the close by beach and rutted all that didn’t die. He could still hear his father’s laughter and jokes at the pouty faced women and their inability to stand up to a young male pup, which he was at the time. He smirked gently at the memory before turning his attention back to the task at hand. It seems he had returned for another rutting session, this time it wasn’t his lesson but theirs.
Turning on his heel, he addressed the women. “If you have any doubts what so ever, this is your only chance to leave.” Sesshomaru stated dryly.
Though he was saying this did not mean that he would actually let them go. He merely wanted to see what they would say or do. Both were looking around taking in the scenery with wide eyed expressions and appreciation, just like he had on many occasions as a child and at the time of his heat. Though his thoughts were more on the women’s scents when he came so long ago, this time he had only two to break and with a purpose other than the rut. His father had taught him how to be dominant towards the females during that heat and so he decided to bring these women here, where he learned the lesson, to assert and put to use that lesson. Thinking back on that lesson, he thought of how his father showed him how to dominate, restrain and mount in his yoaki form. He thought on that first mount, tearing the underbrush to shreds, trying to make the female submit. His father intervened, pulling the female face down by her gruff and holding her still, long enough for him to set his angle for the rut. She had been feisty but now he had human females to deal with but that wouldn’t be a new experience. Of the many women his father had brought to him, he brought a single human, which his father horded for last and ultimately teaching him how human women were different from yoaki. They died easier, so his father said, and he learned his first true lesson in strong patience. Her tears had been perfect and the sweet taste of her blood flooded him for weeks. He had her twice that night and for the remaining time of his heat, but he saw her lovely face often, for his father had taken her into his own harem.
“I would like to stay. I want to bath in that hot spring.” Rin chirped in innocently, never even guessing any of his motives. “Yes, this is quite nice.” Seara spoke in her husky, woman’s voice as she looked around at the lightening bugs floating about.
“Very well.” Sesshomaru inquired as he stepped up to the females and took a hold of their obi fronts and pulling them against his form. Leaning his head down between their shocked faces, he purred out. “Run.”
The young women looked at him like he had just grown three heads. Confusion and uncertainty wafted off them in streams but he would not let this go.
“Run in different directions or I will kill you where you stand.” Sesshomaru growled out dangerously, letting his eyes bleed crimson, briefly, to emphasize his point.
This worked well. Each woman gave him shocked expressions, mixed with fear before bursting outwards and running in the forest, in different directions like he had told them to. He had to work up a lot of patience to keep from running after them immediately. To keep his mind occupied from what the women were doing, he strolled up to the maple and opened his small leather bag. Inside was two summer yakata, three towels and two oversized blankets. Spreading out one blanket under the tree and setting the rest of the items in small stacks, he disarmed himself of his swords and amour for the chase up ahead. The swords would be safe as he lifted an unseen barrier around his belongings before setting off. He let his beast surface lightly, deciding the girls had plenty of time to run, before he set off into the forest after his prey.
Rin would be first. This chase had proved that it had, indeed, been far too long since he had let loose and ran. The night air was exhilarating, blowing through his moon beam colored hair and hitting his face before being forced through and around his cloths and body. The blood rushed through all his limps as his beast howled out at the feel of being able to get some sense of freedom. It wasn’t often that he got to run free. For that matter, he hadn’t set out his yoaki, in true form, and ran free since his late father had lived. Times like these when he got a chance to be the demon he was, was when he missed his father and past the most. The trees whipped past him in earth toned colored blurs as Sesshomaru pushed his aura out in strong waves in search of Rin’s scent. It was faint in the air, proving she had been in the area but he focused on her scent, alone, to see if he could find her without sight.
Enjoying the challenge of not using his superior sight, he leapt up into the branches and launched himself from limb to limb, much like his half brother usually travels, to better advance the level of difficulty of scenting her on the underbrush that Rin may have brushed up against. Sesshomaru felt like an adolescent again but then again, he wasn’t really that old in demon standards or by human visage. 854 summers old to be exact, and perhaps, 20 in human standards but at this moment, he felt like the excited little pup, he once was, tugging on his first rope. Rin’s scent grew stronger as he bounded forward through the foliage, making his heart thrum in his chest with anticipation. With the new found scent and emotion, he finally caught sight of the young woman running for her life through the vegetation below. Sesshomaru dropped to the ground without missing a beat or giving the slightest hint of his location but his human ward look back anyways at the unseen change around her. What a smart little human, he thought as he continued on. The scent of fear and wonder roared in her as she made hast to get away as her master had demanded, little did she know that he could easily catch her if he chose but he did not.
Making things more interesting and peaking his interest, Sesshomaru extended his lethal claws and made quick work of cutting down several small trees that he passed. Rin’s heartbeat stormed more as she frantically and vainly looked around for the source of the tree destroyer. Sesshomaru honed in on his prey and strength and as the young woman’s scent spiked with all her emotions to its peak, he took his best chance to take her down. Advancing his strength and speed further, he went ahead of the woman and in her hast to get away from danger, she slammed right into his stopped, unyielding form. The sudden evasion made the wide eyed girl look upon her tormentor and master with curious and fearful intent before slowly backing away. Sesshomaru would have none of this, as a scowl marked his otherwise perfect face, he locked his claws around the crying girls neck and snatched her to his form before he set his own lips against the flesh of her neck and tasting the submission, fear, curiosity and slight arousal that resided on the taunt skin. A low rumbling growl emitted in his chest at her innocent nectar of a taste. Not ever, in his long life, would he think that his young human companion would taste as sweet as she did at that moment. He advanced further, scraping his fangs on the vulnerable flesh as he felt his endowment become engorged with the fires of passion and bob happily against the young woman’s stomach. Just as he was about to take in the kill, she spoke.
“Sesshomaru-sama?” The maiden questioned in a quivering sigh
“Now is not the time to debate your choices, child. I have given you fair warning and I’m past hearing your pleas.” Sesshomaru countered, cutting off any negotiable debates between him and his very tantalizing ward.
Ever so quickly, the killing perfection thrust his prey out to eye level by the throat and went to the task of stripping her. Shredding the obi that held her garments closed, he admired the sun kissed glow of her flesh peaking from the lapels of her yukata. The sight alone drove him to snatch away the yukata from her vulnerable flesh, in hast to have her completely exposed and naked before his eyes. The maiden whimpered out in fear and arousal at being exposed to his hungry eyes as she wept but gave no further indications of disobeying direct orders to her lord. This pleased the lord to great extents as he pulled the young woman to him for a quick once over with his hands and eyes and tying her hands behind her back with her own obi before throwing her over his shoulder, grabbing her garments and heading back for the tree. He knew it was easy for Rin to comply but he wondered about the blond headed bitch, still in the forest somewhere.
Reemerging back to the destination that he had so carefully picked, he set the beautiful young one down upon the spread out blanket and squatting down to her level. She looked upon him as if she hadn’t the slightest idea of what was going on or how her dress made him feel, angering his inner yoaki. He quickly snatched her head to his by the hair for a heated kiss and a chance to fondle her subtle body. Her face contorted in pain and shock before she melted into the kiss that he demanded. It was by far romantic as he bit into the flesh of her lip for entrance and suffocating her with his own dominance, but none the less, she worked to follow lead, thinking that this was the proper way to caress a lover. So naive, he thought, as he tasted her hot, wet flesh and blood swarming in his mouth but no matter, it was better than the look of her innocence. He worked harder as he set the claws of his left hand upon her ample breast and grazed dangerously over the taunt nipple. She wiggled and sighed out her pleasure from the gesture as he held the weight of it in his palm and kneaded the flesh gently but with full grasps. Letting his hand wander further, he dipped his fingers into the folds of her womanhood and felt the slippery feeling of arousal on her hot petals, for the first time. He snarled and snatched his head away to taste her innocence from his claws as she gasped and openly stared at him with curiosity and fear of his yoaki visage.
“Stay where you are and do not even think about moving. You have disobeyed me with you flirtatious behavior and as soon as I find your playmate, I shall teach you both why I brought you hear. Do you understand me, bitch?” The daimyo growled out as his eyes bled red from his little taste and burning demon desire for the little one sitting before him.
“Yes, Sesshomaru-sama.” Rin whispered
“That’s my lord or master to you. Try again.” Sesshomaru taunted cruelly as he snatched her head to his by the hair, growling and bearing fangs, mere inches from her frightened face.
“Yes, master.” Rin whimpered in pain and utter fear to the man before her.
Sesshomaru let the frightened child go, staring openly at her nude form, sitting half hazard on the blanket with her milky thighs spread to his eyes. She was scared, crying and trembling in front of him as he stood but her arousal had only grown stronger. He let his eyes roam to the source of her desire and could clearly see the evidence of dripping wetness, glistening on her dark curls as her womanhood’s petals parted and grew heavy red with desire. He growled in his throat at the sight of her and worked to do everything in his power not to shove his face between her legs and ravish her. His hot organ twitched as the mental picture of him rooting and tasting the young woman and the cries he was bound pull from her, rushed through his mind but he had someone else to find and bring to the game before he could devour any of the women.
He stepped away from the young girl after giving her a pointed glare of warning before setting off to the next trial of cat and mouse. Rin had done well and would listen to him but he doubted that Seara would. He knew she would fight him for her maidenhead but he would just have to show her some darker points of his nature away from the pure eyes of Rin. The forest would be perfect for such frolic as he searched out the young woman. His patience was wearing thin and his need to find the woman pulled him away from the taunting chase that he gave Rin. Sesshomaru made his way into the forest intent on finding Seara quickly and found her easy indeed.
The beautiful woman sat crouched on the forest floor debating her next move with her hair spilling around her face in deep curls, having fallen out its bun and tears streaming out of her green eyes. She realized she was not alone only when her lord was but a few feet from her, as she stood quickly and started backing away like a cornered animal. Sesshomaru gave her a sinister smirk and flexed his claws, causing them to crack at the sight of the one he was almost tempted to fuck right there on the forest floor. Seara’s eyes widened at the look and soon found herself unable to escape and quickly went into a fighting stance, ready to defend herself and whatever gruesome things the lord of the western lands had in store for her. Sesshomaru chuckled at her burst of courage and stupidity at thinking she could fight him from her. Circling his prey, he finally stepped up to her and snatched her to him the same way as Rin, by the throat, and flicked his tongue across her lips. She gritted her teeth in anger and drew back her arms and balling her hands into fists before letting them fly directly to his face. He, of course, saw what was coming and stopped the attack before it hit him, grabbing her head back, exposing her neck by the hair and pinning both her hands behind her back.
“How dare you assume that you may hit me? I should beat you within an inch of your life for the audacity of such stupid behavior, but I have something better for you, little girl, that will be much more rewarding for me, and punishment for you.” He growled dangerously in her frightened face.
The lord brushed his lips against hers before letting them trail up and over her chin and down her neck. The scent of her drove him to his next move as he quickly imbedded his fangs into her neck and bit down, hard. She screamed out in pain as he pulled her more firmly to him and drank from the wound of her neck. The taste of her blood made him almost spill his seed from its sweetness as he snatched his fangs away and licked the nasty bite. Blood spilled down her neck and collarbone into the folds of her kimono, directly to her breast. Wanting to find the path that it had taken, Sesshomaru shredded the kimono to ribbons before dipping his head between her breast, where the blood had trailed and licked the track clean. She cried pitifully as he retrained her as before and slammed his mouth to hers. This woman against him would be his undoing, he believed, as he felt the anger, innocence and fear while tasting her hot cavern. She was perfect as he grunted and growled into her mouth, demanding her to submit to his will and desires. She kissed him back with as much fever as he did in her anger and unwillingness to let him have the upper hand. This only pushed him further as he pulled his mouth away, causing her to whimper, and divulging lower to a perfect breast, biting into the taunt nipple before sucking it into his mouth. Seara sucked the air in hard at the pain of his bites but forgot the pain and whimpered out pitifully at the feel of his mouth sucking her breast into his mouth. Sesshomaru, not one to play favorites, gave the same treatment to the other breast before trailing further down, to his knees in front of the woman. Holding on to her hands with one of his, he let the other graze over her short, blond curls and pushed his hand between her thighs.
Once spreading them and being rewarded with the pure scent of her sex, he lifted her right leg up over his shoulder and reached his hand up, between her legs, to grab on to her hands. This strange position put her into full submission to her lord and thwarted any attacks as she panted, trying to stay standing on one foot. Her sex was beautiful as Sesshomaru looked upon it, face level. He, having no patience left for games, quickly spread her open with his nose, inhaling deeply of her amazing scent and dragging his tongue against the wetness. The woman above him bucked herself at him, vainly, and cried out at the feelings he was invoking upon her. He tasted her flesh greedily as her essence exploded across his tongue causing him to growl and her to pant from the vibrations. Sesshomaru shoved his tongue into her virginal passage and thrust it with quick, deep thrust, making the girl shiver and squirm from her quickly rising release. Just as she was to spill her essence across his tongue, he pulled away and bit into her thigh. She cried in pain from his bite and bit into her lip with a look of need crossing her eyes. She was silently begging him for more as he looked up at her with crimson eyes and blood stained lips, waiting and saying nothing.
“Please.” Seara spoke to him, just barely above a whisper, to the demon inches from her core.
Sesshomaru dipped his tongue back into her and withdrew just as quick, landing another bite to her other thigh before looking at her again. She lowered her head in shame and defeat and called out again.
“Please, my lord.” She begged, much louder, squirming and gripping her hands in his.
“No.” Sesshomaru spoke out with a smirk, his eyes on hers, as he let his tongue hover over her opening before thrusting it several times within and pulling away just as quickly and biting her again on each thigh.
The girl was spilling tears of pain and unfulfilled desire as he yanked at her hands, causing her knees to buckle and falling into his lap. He situated his hold on her hands, back to one hand and grabbed her hair for another kiss, biting and sucking on her as she sat trembling in his lap and submitting to the inevitable. Sesshomaru pulled away once again, just as she was growing comfortable and threw her to the forest floor, spreading her legs harshly and setting himself between them. He nipped and licked at her neck, taking her hair in hand and setting her pinned hands above her head before licking away her tears and kissing her with quick pecks of his lips. He stared at her, wanting more than ever to hear her scream those pained cries and pleasure for him once again. He was enjoying the pain and comfort game with the young beauty more than he admitted. For every cry of pleasure she gave him, he would reward her with pain and something about it made him painfully aroused.
He stared upon her frightened, wide eyed face as he pulled back his hips and thrust them forward, hard. She gasped, looking at him in shock and pleasure that was invoked upon her exposed mound. He kissed her again and scraped his fangs across her neck as he repeated his actions, several times, and remembering, he had been between her legs before. She moaned this time for him and he reprimanded her with another bite between her breasts, drawing the blood once again, before looking upon her face. The girl was openly crying, her face contorted in pain and defeat as she sobbed her broken cries and heaving breaths. He smiled at this, knowing he won this battle as he cradled the girl to him and ghosted his lips on hers before giving her a single, soft kiss that was unbecoming of his nature. His gentle kindness was gone as it had come and he found that he couldn’t wait to get her back to Rin to take her. He had to have her now.
He pulled away and surveyed the progress of her submission and was taken aback by the beauty of it. She lied there, messy, tangled hair spilling around her tear stained face, blood smeared on her mouth and several slightly bleeding bites, painted on her perfect neck, breast and thighs and at the same moment, rivers of desire spilling from her sex and wetting her bottom and thighs. He groaned at the sight as his manhood twitched for the rut that he wanted so badly. He quickly turned her over, on all fours, for more admiration. Shoving her face down, he admired how her back dipped and her bottom swelled against his manhood. Her unmarked skin gleamed in the pale moon light as he ran his hands across her body before dragging his claws down her back and sinking them into her bottom and hips. She whimpered out more as he kept his claws imbedded and leaning forward to taste the small, slightly bleed scratches down her back and leaning forward more to trace his tongue on her ear and yanking her head back with one hand.
“Do you remember when I was between you legs before? I do. I remember your contentment and desire. You didn’t think that it would lead to this, did you bitch? You have taught Rin how to woo a man and trained her to be open with her virginity but I shall teach you the difference in man and demon.” Sesshomaru whispered dangerously into the frightened woman’s ear as she trembled and wept under him.
The Daimyo pulled himself upright and removed his obi and went to work untying his hakama to free himself and get this rut started. Just as he was about to drop his hakama, the woman under him got a burst of courage and pulled away from him to try and escape her fate. Sesshomaru’s wrath surfaced and he quickly grabbed his obi and snatched the woman back to him. Lifting her feet off the ground, he slammed her back into a near by tree, tied her hands behind her back with his obi, dug his claws into the flesh of her neck and snarled out his ire to the bitch that dared to run.
“You will pay for that infraction, dearly. You dare run from me? We shall see about that when you scream for mercy though I will not show you an ounce of leanancy!” Sesshomaru snarled to the enticing little bitch before him as he ground his erection into her core.
Sesshomaru thrust his hips into hers as he let go of her neck to dig his claws into her bottom, causing her back to drag across the rough bark. He, growing impatient with his own need, freed himself and rubbed his bare erection against Seara’s dripping center. The young woman mewled out despite herself at the feel of his engorged length and tip coming in contact with her bundle of nerves. Seara’s hate shown in her eyes as he continued his torture on her mind and body, causing him to bite his lip at the beautiful sight. ‘that’s right, bitch, hate me.’ He thought as he glared at her and licked the blood from her neck.
“Does it feel good, little girl?” The demon lord taunted his angry prey with mirth playing in his eyes as sinister thoughts ran through his brain.
She turned her head defiantly in refusal to answer his question, angering the lord further. His wrath rose as he set the girl down and looked upon her face with murder written in his eyes. Sesshomaru put away his organ and stared at the girl with his indifferent mask and made her turn her face to his. He stood there with his unwavering gaze as he watched the girl become nervous under his eyes. He cut the silence like a knife as he drew his hand back and slapped the girl to the forest floor. She screamed out her pain, grabbing her face as blood poured out her mouth from the brutal treatment.
“I guess next time you will answer your master, hn?” Sesshomaru looked down his nose at the girl in disgust.
He the dragged the girl by her hair across the forest floor to a near by fallen tree. She stumbled behind him, trying to free his hand from her hair by pulling from him and cried out her pain at his abuse. Once seated on the trunk, the lord pulled the girl across his lap, face first and still by the hair until her bottom was bent right in front of his gaze. Without any hesitation or words, he began to thrash her with hard strikes across her bottom with his bare hand until the girl was crying silently from the excruciating blows. Her bottom had grown red and in her attempt to get away, his claws had slipped many times, leaving little dots of blood upon her quickly bruising bottom. Sesshomaru stopped his attack and tasted the blood on his claws, admiring his handy work, but he was yet to be finished. He still had some punishment left to give as he set his plan to work. He gathered the blood from her bottom with his fingers as she shook violently from her tears but did not dare to move away or defy him any longer. Sesshomaru abandoned her scratches and used the same hand for punishment to spread her legs and dip his finger into her, still, scorching, wet heat. He pushed a single finger in, then two and pumped them in time with the girls mewls of excitement and tears. Ever so often, he would rub her bundle of nerves, causing her to grow heavy with desire and close to orgasm and once again, he denied her satisfaction.
“Let’s try again. Do you like that, little girl?” He questioned in a seductive purr as he used his other hand to pull the hair from the girls face and watching the tears roll down her nose and chin.
“Yes, my lord.” Her voice cracked from all her crying as she tried to answer her lord.
“Are you going to run from me again?” He continued on
“No, my lord.” The maiden wept out
“Do you want more?” Sesshomaru questioned further
“Yes, my lord.” Seara answered, a little more excited
“What do you say?”
“Please.” She whimpered out pleadingly
“Please what?” Sesshomaru questioned as if bored and pulling his hand away.
“Please, my lord. Please continue….Please!” The young woman all but screamed back, desperately as fresh tears poured down her face in shame and need.
“Good girl.” The lord whispered affectionately as he went back to the task of thrusting his fingers into the hot warmth of Seara.
Sesshomaru continued on without words as he worked the clenching heat of the girl on his lap with deeper thrust. She was growing wetter and closer to her own end as she pushed her self back, feebly, to his pumping fingers, sighing and mewling out to the night. Sesshomaru smirked at her willingness and wonton behavior as he watched the wetness coat his fingers, hand and her thighs with hot, miko, desire. The sudden realization hit the young lord, that he had seen his father do this to a human woman before. The same human woman that he had the night of his heat and he just so happened to recite his father’s same words to the woman below on his lap. He shivered with excitement, realizing what his father must have felt when he had done the same to that young girl, so long ago.
It was not long after the young woman, Kara, was her name, had joined Inutaisho’s harem. If he remembered correctly, his own father had gone into heat and Kara had decided to hide from the fierce taiyoaki, in fear that he may hurt her. She had not been noticed until a guard found her in the nearby human village and brought her back. To say Inutaisho was pissed, was an understatement, and he, Sesshomaru, had even stayed out of harms way with his father’s wrath. Yoaki were very dangerous when in heat and Sesshomaru knew better than to test his father’s ire. He had even felt sorry for the young girl as she was brought back and pushed to the floor in front of his father in the throne room.
He had watched from the sidelines as his father called the girl to him, his voice laced with pure rage, and making her submit, demoness style, in front of the court. She done as she was told, crawling on all fours in utter fear to the lord, pulling her kimono open at the neck and laying her head in his lap, exposing her neck to the possibly murderous yoaki on the dais. In front of the entire court, the lord had pulled the girl up and over his lap, bared her bottom and thrashed her until she screamed for his mercy. He had stayed as the rest of the court was dismissed from his presence and Sesshomaru witnessed his father question the girl’s motives and fondle her with his quick claws, leaving her a writhing, punished mass across his lap. Without a second thought to who may witness it, Inutaisho had stood her up and stepped to the side of the dais, pushed her back down on it and fucked her across to the arm rest as she screamed out her pain and pleasure, loud enough for the house to hear, as he, Sesshomaru, witnessed his father’s prowess as the dominant alpha. Sesshomaru could still hear her whimpers and his father’s growls as the Inu no Taisho asserted his authority and her place with his large phallus upon the tiny girl.
He was pulled from his musing as the girl crested her release and he was almost too slow to pull away. He berated his memories as he traced her wetness to her anal orifice to plunge his finger into the unused depths. The girl whimpered out her discomfort and soon cried as he continued his assault and eventually adding two, then three fingers. Though through his punishment and her pain, she still managed to crest and he quickly removed his claws from her slightly bleeding, abused entrance and pushed his fingers back into her vaginal canal. He let her release and he growled out as her walls fluttered and milked his fingers as her orgasm exploded around his senses. She screamed out to her lord and to the night as tears, still streamed down her face and her body shook violently in the aftermath. Sesshomaru enjoyed her heady scent as he removed his finger for a final time and tasted her essence from his fingers and allowed the blonde beauty to rest for a moment. He was satisfied with the turn of events that had happened with him and Seara, in the last twenty minutes, at most, and decided that it was time to return to Rin. She was no doubt, wondering and he was ready for his own pleasure.
Deciding he had shown plenty of darkness to Seara, he carefully picked her up, over his shoulder and headed back to the place he had chosen to break the women’s virginal barriers, to play. Though Rin would never be told what happened in the forest, she would only guess at the horrors, when she saw all the bites, bruises and blood when she looked upon her companion. The young lord of the western lands walked into the clearing and without a single word, dropped Seara, harshly next to Rin. The young brown eyed girl stared in utter horror at what had become of her companion, as Seara bowed her head in shame from Rin’s sorrowful eyes. Rin grew extremely frightened and almost paniced at her lord as he stood back and admired his handy work thus far. Neither women spoke a word as the only sounds that were made were Rin’s panicked breathing, and Seara’s tears. Sesshomaru knelt in front of both women and turned their faces towards his and he smiled a truly evil smile to both frightened faces before speaking.
“You are both here because you have become far too brazen with your sexualities and many male suitors have died for it. War between yoaki ensues on my lands for you virginal bloods and you are at fault for it. You will learn tonight, that I will take no more of it. So…..Shall we begin?” Sesshomaru finally let the truth be known for his little trip and he smirked slightly at their shocked expressions for the truth and in fear of what lay ahead.
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So, this is the first chapter. Four more to go. The girls will be broken in the first four chapters, the fifth is a surprise....so you will have to wait and see. Remember to review and tell me what you think. Read the above info on all chapters. I dont write that for my health, for it does inform you on information you must know before you read the chapter. Darkest Regards, BlackMaiden
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