InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ All the Pleasure in the World ❯ Chapter 2 ( Chapter 2 )

“Grab our clothing, Inuyasha. Your duties aren't over yet.”

 

“Yes, master,” Inuyasha murmured, his entire body feeling shaky. Hot tears threatened to spill down his cheeks as he did as he was told, and a lump started to form in his throat. He knew that a pleasure slave was required to do whatever the master commanded. He'd been one for as long as he could remember, but none of the slaves he'd encountered had ever been penetrated before. He'd not been prepared for how painful it had been, and he didn't really want to go through the experience again any time soon.

 

'But he's my master . . . he can do whatever he wants to me . . . I can't stop him . . . that would be wrong . . . It's just one more thing for me to do . . . That's all.'

 

As soon as the articles were in his arms, Inuyasha rose to his feet and followed his new master down a hallway and into a spacious, opulent bathroom. The dark-haired man held a hand up then made his way towards the tub. Inuyasha kept his eyes on him as his new master turned the water on.

 

“Set the clothes down, Inuyasha. There's a hamper right by the door. Then come over here.”

 

Again, he did as he was told. When he was next to his new master, crimson eyes raised to meet his. A soft smile appeared on the man's face as he reached out to touch his cheek.

 

“You have pleased me, Inuyasha,” he murmured. “You have pleased me very much.”

 

Inuyasha lowered his head, averting his eyes away. A light blush tinged his cheeks. None of his previous masters had ever spoken like that to him. Not until after he'd given them several oral jobs. Something about this new master was different. The man had been kind, asking him first about being penetrated before making him do anything. He didn't have to and Inuyasha knew it.

 

“I am here to please you,” Inuyasha stated softly. “I will do whatever you require of me . . .”

 

The hand caressing his cheek cupped it and lifted his head up once more. Crimson eyes gazed at him.

 

“I know you will. As I said, your duties aren't done yet. Take those leather straps off. You're getting in the water with me and I'm going to teach you how to please me even more.”

 

“Hai, master.”

 

Once he had the leather straps off and the tub had filled, the dark-haired man gestured for him to get into the water. Inuyasha obliged him, fighting back a hiss as the hot liquid hit his sore entrance. His master followed him in then grasped his arm. Before he knew it, strong arms had him by the waist while a hot mouth latched onto his neck and a growing erection pressed against him. Teeth nipped at his neck and it sent a strange sensation coursing through him, causing him to whimper. A deep chuckle emanated from the man holding him.

 

“Just what I wanted to hear,” the dark-haired man whispered huskily. “Now I want you to stroke me, Inuyasha . . . like this . . .”

 

One arm left his waist while the other continued to hold him tight. Fingers brushed against the tip of his cock then glided along its length, causing him to shiver. A firm hand then grasped it and tugged on it, making him shiver even more and confusing him. Was he being pleasured? He knew some slaves had played with themselves before, to relieve some of the tension they had acquired after giving their masters what they wanted. He'd heard the talk but had never felt the desire to do so himself. As a pleasure slave, he was to give the pleasure. Not receive it.

 

'Can't . . . think about that . . . have to . . . please my . . . master . . .'

 

Inuyasha grasped his master's length, hesitantly imitating the actions being performed on his own member, earning a pleased moan from the man underneath him. His master's hot body began to writhe as he continued, the flesh of the delicate appendage swelling growing harder with each stroke, his own cock responding to his master's ministrations. Finally, Inuyasha couldn't take anymore. He let out a weak moan and his eyes rolled back, his completion trickling into the water. His master chuckled as he sagged against him. A warm kiss landed on his neck.

 

“Your reward for pleasing me,” came the husky moan. “What your reward will always be if you continue to please me. Now . . . take me in you.”

 

“H-hai, master,” he panted out, feeling a bit exhausted yet willing to continue pleasing the man underneath him. While keeping a firm grip on his master's cock, Inuyasha moved until he straddled the crimson-eyed man's lap. Uncertainty filled him and he hesitated for a moment. Penetration was not his specialty and he didn't want to hurt the man underneath him. Not after what he'd done for him.

 

`I have to do what he says . . . I don't want him to be disappointed in me . . .'

 

Shaking off his fear, Inuyasha positioned himself so that his master's cock was poking into his ass once more. He took a deep breath then slowly impaled himself until his master was completely sheathed within his depths, earning some sharp gasps and pleased moans.

 

“Kami! That feels so . . .” the man was unable to finish his sentence. Then he took a deep breath. “Do it again but stop when you're halfway . . . and keep going unless I tell you otherwise.”

 

“Y-yes, master . . .”

 

Inuyasha lifted himself up until he felt his master's length half out of him then impaled himself once more. Strong arms wrapped around him once more as he continued to thrust himself against his master's straining organ and lips smashed against his in a heated kiss, one hand holding his head in place. A tongue filled his mouth, probing and seeking dominance. Inuyasha felt himself returning it as he ground his master's cock into him, his arms going around the dark-haired man's neck. Hips thrust up to meet his plunge, hitting something inside of him that sent a sharp jolt up his spine and made him gasp out.

 

“That's it,” came the moan. “Kami, I . . .”

 

His master's hips rose one final time as his arms tightened, holding Inuyasha in place. The cock within him jammed deeper than it had the last time as it released his master's seed, filling him.

 

They remained that way for some time, his master holding him while semen continued to spurt out of him and he sagging against the dark-haired man. Finally, the body underneath him relaxed, soft kisses being planted on his neck.

 

“I love this,” came the whisper. “I really do . . .”

 

“Do you wish for me to this again, master?” Inuyasha inquired weakly, feeling his master's cock twitching in him.

 

“I do,” the man purred, his breath hot and laced with desire. “But I want you to wash me first.”

 

“As you wish, master.”