InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ All the Pleasure in the World ❯ Chapter 4 ( Chapter 4 )

Strong arms wrapped around his waist as heated flesh pressed against his. His master's skin was starting cool down from their excursions but it wouldn't cool completely. Not with the blankets covering them or their bodies so close together. Within moments of the covers being pulled up, his master had drifted off to sleep, his breath ghosting along the hanyou's shoulder.

He was thoroughly confused, Inuyasha was. Not only had his master penetrated him (something he never thought would happen), the man had also pleasured him. Twice. He had never heard of such a thing happening in all his years of being a pleasure slave, and he'd been a pleasure slave for as long as he could remember.

Inuyasha allowed himself a tiny smile, his eyes drooping. Being pleasured by his master had been nice but not nearly as nice as the words the man had spoken to him.

“You have pleased me . . .”

'I've pleased him . . . I've pleased him.'

He let out a yawn and squirmed a little, but being mindful as to not wake his new master. His backside ached from his master penetrating him, and he couldn't quite find a comfortable position to lay in. Within moments, Inuyasha found just the right position and was soon asleep.

* * *

Kikyou hummed softly to herself as she drove through the crowded streets of Tokyo. She had just left The High Society of Tokyo Country Club and she couldn't have been any more pleased than she was at that moment. In the backseat of her car were three different pleasure slaves. Three!

'Naraku isn't going to believe this,' she thought as her suburb came into view. 'He isn't!'

Things weren't always smooth between her and Naraku. She knew that. Their marriage had been an arranged one, something they were both bound to see through until death. However, the arrangement didn't mean that they had to sleep with each other all the time. She knew about his flings with his secretary just as he knew about her flings with whoever happened to catch her eye that particular night. Sure, he was good in the sack but he often liked things that she really wasn't willing to give. Neither was his secretary. Kikyou had met the girl and had talked with her. Naraku had a penchant for oral sex, something both women found disgusting.

'And one of these slaves,' Kikyou smirked, 'is going to be the answer to all of our prayers.'

She had won all three slaves in a raffle at the country club, and each an area of pleasuring in which they excelled. The taller of the three had silver hair, two reddish-violet stripes on each of his cheeks, a blue crescent moon in the center of his forehead and amber eyes . . . an inuyoukai. He, according to the trader who had donated the slaves, had been trained specifically in the oral pleasure for men. The other two had dark hair and blue eyes, though one had a tail . . . a wolf youkai whereas the other male was human. From the trader, she had learned the human male had been trained in female oral pleasure while the wolf had been trained for bondage, or sadism and masochism sex.

'Things are definitely going to get interesting in our house,' Kikyou chuckled to herself as she pulled into her driveway. Her husband's car was already there and, from the looks of things, he'd already turned in for the night. She frowned when she saw that.

'What is up with that? I thought he'd be with his secretary tonight. He knows he isn't allowed to bring her here. I don't care if he fucks her, I don't want her in my house.'

“All right, boys,” she stated, climbing out of her car. “Into the house. Time to meet your new master.”

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Naraku awoke to the sounds of someone entering his house. He lifted his head slightly and listened, his mind still groggy from having been asleep. Keys jangling told him it was Kikyou. For a moment, he considered going back to sleep and snuggling against the warm body in his arms. Then he remembered that Kikyou didn't know about his new pleasure slave and he let out a soft sigh. He'd have to get up now.

Next to him, Inuyasha stirred, his golden eyes fluttering open slightly.

“Master?”

“Go back to sleep, Inuyasha,” he commanded softly, kissing the male's neck. “My wife is home and she needs to know that I have you. I'll be right back.”

The hanyou merely nodded, his eyes closing almost immediately. Naraku slipped his dark blue silk robe back on, tying it as he went then rubbing his eyes. When he got down the stairs, however, all of his sleepiness vanished. Sitting on the living room floor, much in the same manner as Inuyasha had in his office and in the same leather outfits, were three male slaves. Kikyou smirked.

“Surprise, my love.”