InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Desirable Punishment ❯ Chapter 1

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Desirable Punishment

I watch as he throws her against the wall and smiles. Hateful words escape her mouth as she glares at her master. “You have betrayed me for the last time!” The sound of flesh hitting flesh could be heard, and then a grunt as the betrayer falls to the floor.

“Take her to the dungeons, I'll deal with the bitch later.” I stare lifelessly at the fallen woman before slowly turning towards my superior. “Yes master.” Reaching down I grab the woman's right arm and drag her kicking and screaming down the dungeon's hard cold stairs. Into darkness we disappeared and her screams have by now ceased.

She looks up at me with pleading crimson eyes as I chain her to the wall. “Kohaku…listen to me, this is wrong. Snap out of it boy and help me.” I reach for her chains and she sighs. I can hear my master's voice suddenly. `Tighten them,' and so I do. A cry of pain springs forth from her mouth but I know that this is nothing compared to what her punishment will be.

After depositing the demoness to the dungeons I return and stand quietly awaiting my next orders. The beautifully evil man turns to the doors at the far end of the room. Sighing he runs his hands over his black haori.

“Whatever happened to loyalty? Oh well now on to more important matters. Kanna!” The door slowly slides open, revealing a small demon child. Dressed in all pale white she walks slowly towards the one who summoned her. At our master's feet she bows low, holding her mirror to her chest, she whispers “Hai otou-san?”

Smirking he stretches out his hand towards me. I follow his motioning hand to his left side and there I stand looking down at the bowing demon child. “Kanna…my dear.” Straightening out she holds her mirror up whilst whispering, “Look into my mirror.” The mirror glows green and then the image of a red clad hanyou comes into view. “Inuyasha” my master whispers and I look up at him. Returning my gaze back to the mirror I see Inuyasha running at a bear-youkai, his fang transformed.

The miko who travels with him stands on a bolder about twenty feet away, her arrow aimed. The monk fought along side the hanyou and the slayer. Ah yes the slayer she seems so familiar to me. I prayed she would be able to dodge out of the way of the bear youkai's whip. Just as the whip came down a gigantic Neko-youkai grabbed her.

Hoisting her up into the air and then upon its back. In the air the slayer jumped up swinging her boomerang. The weapon came in contact with the youkai's whip and snapped it in two. A hand on my shoulder pulled my attention away from the enchanted mirror. Looking up into the eyes of my Lord I stood transfixed. He spoke softly yet with command and I nearly gasped at how incredibly seductive his voice was.

“Kohaku…go and visit our little friends. Bring the sky youkai with you.” I stare blankly at him my eyes unable to show my inner confusion. “Master,” I speak. “What will you have me do?” He smirks then walks past me making sure his arm brushes slowly against mine. “Wound the monk but don't make the wound fatal…. yes a little poison should do. Wait till after they have destroyed the demon then take its jewel shard.” Pause “If you succeed, I'll have a reward awaiting your return.”

I was very surprised he had never offered me a reward for my success, but I dare not question him on his sudden change in behavior. I walk outside of the gloomy palace and into the dark miasma filled courtyard. Instantly a horde of demons covered the sky. One gigantically long snake youkai swooped down and grabbed me, and we were off now in search of the inu-tachi.

It didn't take long to find them. Considering Inuyasha's loud voice echoing off the trees, as he called out for the Kaze no kizu. I signal for the demon horde to stay behind, as I creep into the neighboring trees undetected. I watched as the hanyou unleashes his fierce attack upon the bear youkai and as the demon turns to ash I wave my right hand.

Instantly thousands of poison insects swoop down and grab hold of the shard. They scatter in all different directions so the group below will become confused as to where the shard really is. I back flip into the air and land on the snake demons head, coming into plain view of the shard detectors. I look over the group and one person catches my eye. The slayer. She stares at me then calls out to me. `How does she know my name?'

A voice in my head tells me that that isn't important and I need to finish the job. The hanyou stands in front of the group his fang pointed towards me, the monk behind him, his staff in hand. The hanyou won't try the wind scar out of fear of harming me. `Interesting.' I unleash the bigger demons of my horde at them and I watch as the group fends them off and as they keep destroying my demons I keep sending down more. The monk weary has no choice but to use his wind tunnel on the on coming demons.

With his staff being knocked away from him and being separated he must loosen the beads that seal his cursed hand. Wind Tunnel I hear the words before I feel the rush of wind that pulls me forward. “Go” I calmly call out and before me like a solid wall appears hundreds of poison insects willingly being sucked into the wind void of the monk's hand.

The slayer rushes over to him from behind grabbing his hand she begs him to seal it and he does. Falling backwards he collapses into her arms and is set softly on the ground. He groans in pain and the rest of the group members are to concerned about protecting each other and checking on him that hey don't realize that I have escaped.

I whiz across the sky on the head of the gigantic snake youkai. I can sense my master's barrier up ahead, as we near it a small portion of it opens and allows us entrance. Landing I jump off of the demons head and hastily make my way inside the dark palace. It takes me a minute to get use to the miasma but I mange. Following a long hallway to it's very end I turn left and enter the door in front of me.

Stepping inside I see my master. He sits in the dark corner of the room, legs folded arms tucked, Kanna in front of him mirror out. I walk forward and kneel down; opening the hand that holds the shikon shard. “Kohaku…you have done well, I am very pleased.” I mutter my thank you and wait for his next orders. He stares at me before standing. The demon child at his feet stands and walks away. I look up at him. “Follow me Kohaku, there is much to do.” Rising to my feet I follow my master as he walks down another long hallway and into the room we were in before my mission.

He opens a door to our right and I follow after his long strides down the stairs and into the cold dark dungeon. His pace slows somewhat and I fall in step behind him. Now that I actually have the chance I can't help but to notice how nicely his behind is shaped underneath his black silk pants. As we continue to walk I admire the way his wavy locks flow gracefully behind him. I imagine running my hands through them. Would they feel as soft and silky as they look? My thoughts are cut short as we stop at an iron barred cell. Inside I can see the shadow of a chained woman.

“Kagura my dear, now time for me to teach you a lesson.” We step inside the cell and I can see her ruby eyes glowing. I stand off to the side in a near by corner. The dungeons are not one of my favorite places. I can smell rotten flesh and waste. The scent of blood is overwhelming and this corner seems to be the only place un-affected by the odor. My eyes never leave my master, I watch as he sizes Kagura up.

A twisted smile on his face, his fangs flash. Kagura looks at him with a look of defiance; this shall be her down fall. “Kagura…Kagura …Kagura, what am I to do with you?” He caresses her cheek softly with the back of his right hand. She turns away while spitting out “Set me free.” A deep ruthless chuckle can be heard. “Set you free why you say it as if you are some caged animal.” Kagura growls, bringing her foot up she lands a kick to Naraku's torso.

“Damn well.” She yells. Naraku, our master steps forward grabbing her chin-forcing ruby eyes to stare into crimson. He brings his face close to hers then whispers in a low and dangerous voice. “Play times up Bitch I've had enough.” Gabbing her by the hair he yanks her head back. She cries out and he growls, “Silence wench.” I don't know why but I find this little show to be very arousing and so still I watch un-blinkingly. Naraku pulls out a small but very sharp dagger from the inside lining of his haori.

The silver blade glistens in the pale moonlight from the small window above. Kagura's eyes became wide with fear, she tries to push her self even more against the wall, away from the blade. “Don't move Kagura, I want you to know exactly how I feel about traders.” Her eyes dart around the room I figure she's looking for an escape but we all know there will be no escape. Her ruby red eyes land on me silently asking for my help. I turn away; there is none that I can give, Naraku chuckles obviously catching the little interaction. He smirks and then slowly turns away from her.

“Kohaku, in the shelf over there (in which he points) are three bottles…hand them to me.” Quickly I stand and follow his directions, making my way to the shelf, taking out the bottles and handing them to him. All the while he had his eyes on Kagura who seemed to be shaking terribly. “Kagura I'm going to undo your chains, if you try to escape I will not hesitate to kill you.”… “Kohaku, her chains.”

I unlock the chains that bound her wrist above her head and watch as she crumbles to the dirty cold floor. “You are welcome to stay and watch.” Even though he didn't say my name I knew he was referring to me, the way he said these words gave me the impression that there was no room for denying and so I stayed quiet and in my dark corner.

(WARNING RAPE IF YOU DO NOT WISH TO READ THEN SKIP THIS PART.)

At these words Kagura began to scoot backwards into the near by corner. Naraku's whole playful mood changed and he became the forbidden beauty that many feared. Snapping his fingers a long thick leather whip appeared in his hands. “Stand and face the wall.” I watched as the look of fear slowly resided and that of defiance was there instead. “You don't own me, I am the wind.”

There was a moment of silence; all that was heard was the rats. The very air seemed to become thicker with malice as Naraku glared down on her. In a low deep voice he spoke “You Kagura are nothing more then what I want you to be, the wind, how dare you…remember tis I who gave you life.” The whip cracked. “And it will be I who will take it back if I so please, … the wind… bitch you are nothing more then what I want you to be.”

Kagura holds her cheek. I can see the streaks of blood sliding down her face from the cut that the whip made. “Now… Stand bitch.” Slowly she stands and faces the wall. Naraku walks behind her and with his dagger he rips the fabric of her lavender kimono, all the way to her waist in which it hangs lifelessly. I'm so fixed on him and his actions, everything he does. He bends forward and kisses her shoulder. “Such smooth skin,” he murmurs. Kagura snorts and I can barely hear her as she whispers “Hentai.” CRACK! AHHH!

A long slash mark is left on her back. Her head resting against the stonewall she whimpers. “Did I say you could speak?” Silence. CRACK! AHHHH! “No master.” CRACK! “No I didn't therefore don't you dare speak.” I watch as she hunches her back and intakes a sharp breath. Blood drips from the three slashes on her back. “Kohaku, watch and learn.”

Taking out one of the bottles he holds it up in the moonlight. The bottles clear contents become red. He walks slowly to her. Pushing her even more against the wall as he presses his body into her injured back. She cries out softly. “Kagura drink this.” There is silence in which I can only hear the beating of my heart and the slow steady intakes of air from the demoness. Grabbing her hair he pulls her head back, pouring the contents down her throat. She screams and I watch as she falls to the floor. Withering in pain.

“You bastard…what have you given me, what is this?” My master is quiet and I think to my self why hasn't he whipped her for talking back. But I remain quiet. I turn my attention to the demoness, Kagura, she lies on her back squirming every so slightly on the floor her cheeks becoming flushed. Her kimono stills hangs from her waist but the obi has loosened somewhat.

Her pale white breast bare and pert, nipples hardened from the cold shock of the stone floor. I watch as she bends this way and that…my body reacting in ways that are new to me. In her state of pain she throws all cares of decency out of the way, I watch as her legs open and close crises and cross as she squirms and screams.

I feel a slight tingle between my legs. I try to ignore it. I close my eyes to regain my thoughts but the image of my master naked before me in all his glory is all I can see. The feeling between my legs intensifies. I imagine him running his hands through my hair, kissing my heated flesh, whispering to me encouraging words as I prepare to take him into my… A soft moan escapes my lips and instantly my eyes fly open. My master weather he's heard me or not pays me no mind as he bends down and grabs Kagura by the throat. “Does that hurt, does that burn.”

A strangled yes is heard before he throws her down on her back right before me. “Good, but that my dear is nothing.” Her head is by my feet and so I scuttle back even farther into the dark shadowy corner. He looks down at her as he reaches for a set of metal chains. She shouts at him, as if her words will keep him away. He grabs her wrists and again binds them above her head. Then he stands straight. Looking down at her he slowly runs his hands down his haori till he reaches his obi. With the forgotten dagger he cuts the tie and watches as it falls.

The top part opens slightly and I can see only a glimpse of his well-toned chest before the breeze closes the material. He opens the shirt and slowly slides it off his shoulder and drops it to the floor. Involuntarily I sighed. His beautiful pale skin shimmered in the moonlight and glowed in the shadows.

But this was only his top and when his hands reached for the haori's bottoms I nearly lost it. There he stood, before me completely nude and neither in my thoughts nor my dreams but in reality. His body was breath taking a work of art. His pale skin flawless, so smooth I honestly needed all my control in order to keep myself intact.

His broad shoulders moved slightly as he straightened them standing at his full height of five feet nine inches. His strong muscular arms hung at his sides, his hands tipped with sharp claws relaxed as he stood. He harbored a well-toned chest as if the angels themselves had carved each individual packed muscle. His small waist dipped and mmm, there between his legs stood proudly his very erect member. I estimate it to be at least fourteen to sixteen inches long four to six inches wide. Thick, hard, long only kami knows of what I wanted to do to him.

I allowed my gaze to travel back up his body, yes such a beautiful body he possessed. He wasn't overly built but he wasn't scrawny oh no he was just right and I wanted him right then right there. My gaze made its way to his shoulders. Where his luscious, wavy, silk strung black hair hung, long and luxurious shining with its entire luster. `I want you so bad.' My eyes were now fixed upon his face and I was startled to find him starring at me with such an unreadable expression.

`Had he seen me the whole time.' He only looked and then he turned to Kagura who now lay panting. Bending down he ripped the rest of her kimono from her being. She was too tired to protest. I watched as he forced her legs apart. She was regaining strength and was trying to fight back. Pushing her legs apart he growled. Slowly his gaze left her face and wandered to mine. He was right in front of me; we looked into each other's eyes. A loud scream forced its self from Kagura's lips. My master had thrust his huge length with in her and was now thrusting mercilessly.

I watched, never had I seen such an action. All the while he looked into my eyes. Grabbing her right leg he wrapped in around his waist. Red flashed like neon lights, her screams and his groans. “Get off of me you bastard…get off.” SMACK! “Silence whore.” He pulled out of her suddenly. He was looking to his length and so my gaze
(not that I'm complaining followed.) He was glazed with virgin blood. Naraku touched his finger to his bloody appendage and put the same fingers in his mouth.

He sighed and I watched even more entranced as he pulled out the second bottle. Kagura started to become frightened we could feel her fear jumping off of her in waves. Naraku still looking down smirked. I myself wondered what was he to do with this black bottle. Grabbing hold of his manhood he opens the bottle with his mouth. Slowly he pours the contents on his cock. Black, his huge length is midnight black. He again struggles to move her legs apart but he does. Placing himself at her entrance he thrusts hard. Kagura gasped, her eyes began to water and she's trying to fight for breath

. Naraku grabs the dagger from the pile of his discarded clothes and he twirls it in front of her. Deeper he goes and harder, I can hear the sound of slapping flesh and liquids. He groans and looks to me. His eyes are beautiful to me, such a pure crimson color. He looks away, down towards Kagura's fairly large breast. Taking one in his mouth he slowly bites on it. “Get the fuck off of meeeeeee!” SLASH! She sobs now.

My master has slashed her side. But still he continues his gnawing on her hard pink nipples. She's squirming trying to fight him off with her legs but he continues and with each thrust he goes harder and deeper. Running the blade over her stomach he cuts in the words, whore, slut, bitch, and slave. The blood letters written in her skin glow black as well as the wound on her side. The side wound heals but the words have healed to look like a tattoo. Forever engrained upon her milky white flesh.

Naraku switches breast, taking the nipple into his mouth he bites down. Sucking the blood from her ignoring her cries. As he moves away from the nipple I can see his fang marks. “Enough.” He growls and I am curious as to what is going on. He grips her by the waist, pulling himself free from her and then he flips her on to her hands and knees. The slashes on her back have also healed I noted. Spreading her legs farther apart he smirks. With out warning his jams his manhood with in her and as her mouth opens to cry he wraps the material of his top haori around it.

Grabbing hold of her hair he pulls her head back. Thrusting into Kagura Naraku growls. Gripping her by the hips he forces her backwards into him. This continues for a while. But again master stares at me and I moaned. I was becoming so hard; my member no longer felt a tingling sensation but now a slow sweet throb. Again I thought to myself how much I wanted him. Kagura to me was a lucky bitch what I wouldn't give to have this done to me.

But I banished such thoughts and continued to watch. He slapped her ass and continued to thrust, grabbing her hair again he jammed himself once more before throwing his head back and groaning with satisfaction. I was lost, I couldn't think, the sight that just met my eyes, the sight of my gorgeous lord throwing his head back, midnight hair glistening as it flies this way and that then settling in a silken pile at his feet, his body shimmering with a thin sheen of sweat. Kami I can't take this.

It wasn't until he told me to breath did I realize that I had actually held my breath. I was embarrassed, naturally, but it was something about the look in his eyes that told me not to be. Kagura was weak, her arms and leg wobbling dangerously. Master pulled his length from her and stood.

Stepping around her he slowly approached me. My breath caught in my throat. Just as I thought he was close enough to touch me he turns around. His wavy hair flies out behind him, touching the skin of my face and left arm. I am ready to explode; he walked in front of Kagura and sat down.

Legs open he bore no shame. The black liquid was gone I suspect that it now rested in side of Kagura who was gasping for breath. “That bottle Kohaku the last bottle in my haori will you hand it to me?” I couldn't speak as I quickly rose from my cornered spot and searched the pockets of his haori's bottoms. The whole article of clothing smelled of him. His midnight flower, and spice scent. I had to focus.

Standing I crept over to him. Holding the bottle before my manhood I guess I unconsciously tried to cover it. He looked up at me and reached for the vile as he grasped it. His fingertips and knuckles came in contact with my arousal in a slow caressing motion. I closed my eyes and took in a big gulp of air.

I opened my eyes and he held a mysterious expression on his face oh how I wish I could read it. But instead I turned to go back into my corner when his hand shot out and grabbed mine. “Come.” I bent down to his level. But still even on bended knees I was shorter then him.

His solider standing at attention I couldn't help but to admire it. So thick, I could see the outline of the veins, they didn't bulge grotesquely but I would suppose like any fully developed dick his would at least show some vein. I licked my lips and returned my gaze to his face. He was peering at me through his dark eyelashes.

We were so close I could feel his breath on my face. Nervously I spoke, “Hai master.” My voice was slightly deeper a little husky and he smirked. Leaning towards me he whispered in my ear. “Take this bottle and pour it over my cock.” I was shocked to say the least but it was an order and so I obeyed. Opening the bottle I looked at the swirling blue liquid inside.

Shakily I grasped his member. I could hear his intake of breath and I could feel his manhood throb. Slowly I poured the blue liquid on to the head of the cock and watched as it slid down the shaft and so forth. Oh how I wanted him. Letting go of him I wiped my hands free of the blue potion. Just as I was getting up to go he placed his hand on my shoulder “Stay” is all he whispered and so I sat beside him. Reaching forward he grabbed the ponytail of the fallen Kagura.

Dragging her over to him he brought her to the area between his legs. “This will be your final punishment Kagura.” She said nothing; all she did was look to the far sidewall as he pulled the cloth from her mouth. Yanking her head towards his member he squeezed her neck, as she gasped for breath, he shoved his gigantic cock into her mouth. “Suck it dry bitch or else.”

He yelled and the words vibrated off the walls. He had long since undone her chains that bound her hands and now she used one hand to grab hold of his dick. Slowly she licked at the blue liquid very cautiously, and then taking the head into her mouth she sucked it a little more forcefully. “Slut if you try to harm me I will never give you the antidote to the poison that I have injected into you.”

Her eyes widened and she continued her task making sure to be a little gentler. Grabbing the back of her head he pushed her down even more onto his cock pushing it into her throat. She gagged and then resumed her pace. I sat watching all of this, so close I can feel the heat radiate from my masters body I can distinctly hear the sounds of her slurping. I was so hard. Naraku arched his back and closed his eyes, his beautiful hair spilling around him like a cloak.

He was breathlessly whispering something as he ran his left hand through her hair. Opening his eyes he bent his head down to her, looking at her with interest. I too looked at her and noted that she pleasured him with more passion, almost something a keen to want. Her eyes were closed as she sucked him and she was moaning softly. Her free hand was between her legs pleasuring her. “Yes, mmm, harder…. good girl.”

These were the words of my master. I can hear him whisper these words to her as she eagerly complied. I couldn't take it this scene before me so erotic. I leant forward; placing my left hand on my master's right shoulder I ran my hand through his hair. `Oh fuck.' I needed him badly now no more games no more thoughts I had to touch him. I began to kiss his cheek and then I made a trail to his neck.

Sucking softly at a spot until it took on a bluish blackish color. I kissed up to his ear where I nipped at his ear lobe. He sighed, and so I continued. Making my way down to his pink nipples. Taking one into my mouth I sucked it hard and lapped at it. I could hear him panting and as I trailed my hand down his torso I nearly came as he arched once more throwing his head back shutting his eyes tightly.

He opened his mouth and in a deep husky voice moaned out my name. “Kohaku.” I moved away from him as his body shook slightly from his release. Looking down to Kagura I watched as she swallowed his seed. Gulp after gulp after gulp I can see some ooze from her mouth and down his staff.

(END OF RAPE)

He pushed her away and after a minute of deep breathing he opened his eyes and stood. I was so shaken, did I hear correctly did…did he just call out my name. I watched him dress and then approach Kagura. Grabbing her arms he dragged her over to the wall, standing her up he chained her hands and then her feet. And there she stood chained to the cold stonewall about five feet off the ground.

Her nether lips glistened with her excitement and my masters cum from previous engagement that I had the pleasure of witnessing. Her body glistened with sweat and her hair clung to her forehead .Her red eyes were glazed with, what was that look. Studying her I noticed it to be that of desire. `Desire, did she not resent him but a moment ago.' Her mouth was slightly parted her lips red and somewhat swollen. She was still a sight to behold, the tortured beauty of the dungeon shadows.

Naraku walked towards her again and kissed her neck, she moaned and arched begging for his touch but he moved away chuckling. Turning towards her he said in a sing song voiceRed will burn like fires of time, black will mark what is mine, blue will snare you in desires web and if not cured you'll soon be deadI followed slowly after him as he walked through the cell's door and down the dark and dreary dungeon hallways.

We exited from the door in which we came and then following the maze of which my master knew so well we ended up in his bedroom. I gasped softly I had never been in his chambers before. But it was magnificent. Black silk curtains bellowed from four large windows. There were foreign rugs on the floor. With patterns of silver, purple, black and a little blue here and there. By the moonlight window was a gigantic bed.

Black and purple silk and fur sheets made this bed and a sheer black canopy hung from the bed poles. So many pillows, I just wanted to dive on to them. In the far corner was a huge white marble fireplace and the fire with in it crackled.

The dim lighting of the room was very romantic and I had not forgotten about my throbbing member. He had a dark mahogany desk and chair set off to the opposite wall of the bed by another of the four windows. A book lay open upon it and a quill still dipped in ink.

The walls were a deep rich purple bordered by silver linings, that when really looked at showed the image of naked dancing women and men. I stood in the middle of the room when I felt a hand lightly push my back. Looking behind me I saw my master; he looked at me with a calm and gentle look. “Kohaku I am going to bathe I will be back. You are to say here until I return.” I could only nod and I watched as he turned and walked through a door on the right side of the room.

I sat upon the bed. It was kind of warm in here so I removed my slayer shirt and I lay upon the bed bare chest. I could feel the softness of the fur and the silky smooth feeling of the silk but compared to my masters skin and his hair silk felt like the bark of a willow tree.

I must have fell asleep because I don't remember when my master had entered. All I know is that I felt something warm on my cheek and a soft voice calling out to me. Opening my eyes I blinked before my vision became clear. And there beside me was my master. He wore only a towel wrapped around his waist. His hair fanned out behind him so I guessed he must have been dry for at least a little while.

His body again was breath taking, glowing in the moonlight. I wanted nothing more then to grab him and place him beneath me. While I slept my hardened member must have taken a break but now was at full attention. I couldn't stand this torture but I sat there on my back, bare chest exposed, my own midnight black shoulder length out. And we just stared into each other's eyes.

I noted his eyes were brown now and no more a demonic red. He placed his hand on my cheek and I closed my eyes and sighed. “Kohaku, my dear faithful Kohaku, I think its time for you reward.”

A/N- Aww well that's enough for now. If you want another chapter just let me no and if you got any suggesting just review them to me. Well I'm out for now gotta go peek on Naraku and Kohaku. YAY.

Kohaku- (brings his head up.) you hear that?

Naraku- (Arching his back pushing Kohaku's head down.) Nope now keep going.

Kohaku- (shrugs, continues.)

(Author at the door with a camera.) (Whispers)- Yeah baby, oh that's good, uhhuh, and one more shot and got it. This is a good day. (Walks off happy.)- Ja ne