InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ All the Pleasure in the World ❯ Chapter 5 ( Chapter 5 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

“Surprise, my love.”

Naraku blinked as he gazed at the three males in his living room. Surprise hadn't even been the word for it. He had figured she'd gone out to find some male to fuck around with, not bring home pleasure slaves! Kikyou walked towards him, her smile big and warm.

“Aren't they magnificent?” Kikyou gushed, wrapping her arms around his waist. “They were a raffle prize at the country club.”

“They were raffling off slaves?”

“Hai,” she nodded. “In sets of three. Male pleasure, female pleasure, and bondage. For the raffle that I had won, they had wanted an inu hanyou male pleasure slave but some company bought him for a CEO. I guess he's really good at pleasuring his masters. Anyway, the human is the female pleasure slave . . . so that makes him mine. The wolf youkai,” she pointed to the pointy-eared, dark-haired male, “is the bondage slave . . . I figured we can share him and the inuyoukai is a male pleasure slave.”

Naraku listened intently, still not quite believing the day's events. He'd gotten his cash bonus and the inu hanyou pleasure slave and now his wife came home with three more?! He felt as if he were walking in a dream!

“This . . . is unbelievable,” he shook his head. “Absolutely unbelievable! Kikyou, I got my bonus today . . .”

“Oh that's right,” the woman smiled. “The quarterly bonus checks were handed out today. How well did you do?”

“Extremely well. As always,” Naraku huffed, slightly put out that she even had to ask. “But I didn't receive just a bonus check today.”

“You didn't?”

“No,” he shook his head. “Hiten finally got me a company surprise.”

“Really? What is it?”

“The inu hanyou pleasure slave you were just talking about,” Naraku murmured.

“You're kidding me . . . right?”

“No, Kikyou. I'm not. He's upstairs right now, sleeping. That's why I came down here. I had to tell you about it.”

“Huh . . . well, I'm glad that you did,” Kikyou smiled. “It saves us the trouble of choosing a head slave.”
“A head slave?” he echoed then he mentally slapped himself for saying. Of course, a head slave would be in order. They now had more than one slave. Kikyou's eyes widened at him and he shot her a small scowl when she started to chuckle.

“You must have been sleeping rather well,” she commented. “Especially for you to have asked me that question.”

“Oh, hush,” Naraku admonished. “I wasn't exactly expecting any of this, I'll have you know.”

“I know, I know,” she quickly soothed. “Neither was I . . . but you have to admit . . . this day has worked out perfectly for both of us.”

“Yeah,” he agreed hesitantly. “That it has . . . I take it you're going to want to put your slave to work already.”

“Of course,” came the glib reply. “Like I said, this day has worked out perfectly for the both of us.”

Having said that, she touched the human male on the shoulder then headed for her room. He automatically followed her, leaving him alone with the wolf and inuyoukai slaves. Naraku gazed at them for a while before letting out a soft sigh. He had no doubts that the wolf would be put to good use at some point between himself and Kikyou just as he would put the inuyoukai to good use, but, for the moment, he just wanted the two of them to get some rest.

“Follow me,” he told them, turning his back. “I'll show you where you'll be sleeping. Be ready, though, when I call for you. Is that understood?”

“Hai, master,” came the hushed responses. Naraku closed his eyes and nodded. Then he went up the stairs with the slaves following him. Once they were settled in and wearing something more than just the leather pants, he went back to his room where his hanyou slave lay, sleeping. Tomorrow was going to be an interesting day. Very interesting, indeed.

* * *

Strong hands glided up and down his thighs and hot breath ghosted along his throat and cheek. Something hard yet fleshy tickled his sore entrance, waking him from a sound sleep.

Inuyasha opened his eyes just as his master turned him around and planted a kiss on his lips. A kiss that he hesitantly returned. He felt his master smile moments before the kiss ended.

“Tell me, Inuyasha,” his master purred, grinding his manhood against his groin, “what do you know about being a head slave?”
 
“Only that the head slave has to keep the other slaves in line,” he managed to gasped out, feeling heat rushing to both his face and his length. “The master uses the head slave to call for the other slaves . . . sometimes even has the head slave inspect any new slaves . . .”

“I see . . . and what would you say if I were to tell you that you are now the head slave of this household?”

“I don't know, master . . .”

“I see . . . do you know why I'm asking, Inuyasha?” The hardened member of his master continued to grind erotically against him. Given its feel, he knew it wouldn't be too much longer before his master penetrated him once more. A weak moan escaped him. For some reason, his new master loved it when Inuyasha was just as aroused as he was. It pleased him even more.

“No, master . . . I do not . . .”

“I didn't think so,” came the chuckle. “Well, it seems that my wife and I have had a good day. A very good day, indeed. Hiten bought you for me . . . and she won three more slaves at a raffle at the country club. Because you were the first slave in the house, it makes you the head slave.”
 
Inuyasha's eyes widened. He? The head slave? That simply wasn't possible!

“Me?” he managed to squeak out. His master nodded before kissing along his throat.

“Hai, Inuyasha. You are the head slave. Tomorrow I wish for you to inspect two of the slaves that are here. Let them know what it is that I require of them . . . and find out their names. If they don't have a name, you will give them one. Is that understood?”

“Hai, master,” he moaned once more. “I understand.”

“Good . . .”

Having said that, his master lifted his buttocks up and began to slowly penetrate him once more. Inuyasha closed his eyes and took a deep breath, willing himself to relax. It hurt less that way, it seemed . . .

* * *

Naraku had to take a deep breath as he began to enter his slave's abused entrance. For some reason, he loved fucking this hanyou more than what he did Kikyou and Kagome. He really did. The male was simply so responsive to all of his ministrations. He could fuck this boy all night long and he knew it.

'He's so tight . . . and it's so hot . . . damn . . . I can't believe this . . .'

Once he had himself completely sheathed within his slave, Naraku stretched himself out on top of Inuyasha, his arms wrapping around the silver-haired male's waist. Slender arms wrapped around his neck as Inuyasha began to writhe against him, causing his belly to tighten. He pulled out some, about halfway, before slamming into that hot body once more. Inuyasha cried out softly, his head tilting back. Naraku moaned then grunted as he thrust in and out of the hanyou. He had to drive himself in, deeper and harder each time. The boy had been made for fucking. It was that simple.
 
`I need more . . . I can't . . .'
 
His grip on his slave tightened. With each thrust, his steel-like cock hardened even more and the hanyou arched his back to meet him. Inuyasha spurred him on, his flesh searing hot against Naraku's. The hanyou's wanton little cries had become intoxicating, an aphrodisiac to Naraku. He had to make the slave his and his alone. No one could touch his slave without his permission. No one.
 
His arms slid down to his slave's thighs then guided the hanyou's legs to his shoulders. Once they had been successfully propped up, giving him better access, Naraku ground himself deeper into Inuyasha than what he ever had before. The hanyou's head tossed about as Naraku sought to satisfy himself in the silver-haired male's depths. When it seemed like a release was out of reach for Naraku, Inuyasha did something the dark-haired man had not been expecting. He begged.
 
“P-please . . . m-master . . . I . . . it hurts . . . p-please . . . I . . . complete me . . .”
 
It sent Naraku over the edge, the trembling melody in his slave's voice. With a low yet feral growl, he slammed himself into Inuyasha's body as hard as he could, the slave's body nearly airborne from the ferocity. With a final thrust, he buried himself in deep, practically beyond the hilt, and his cock exploded. A couple of thrusts later and every last drop of his semen had been released. Naraku withdrew from his slave, his body on the verge of collapsing yet he remained hovering over the hanyou's lithe form. He caught the boy in a heated kiss then broke it off as quickly as he had started it.
 
“You, my pet, are amazing. Simply amazing. Another job well done. Tomorrow, I shall give you another reward. Now get some sleep. You're going to need it.”