InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Kajira ❯ Chapter 3 ( Chapter 3 )
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By: scarredbride 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Fantasy / Hentai / Sci-fi / Angst | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 05.28.2004 | Updated On: 11.01.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.6K | Visits: 852 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Fantasy / Hentai / Sci-fi / Angst | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 05.28.2004 | Updated On: 11.01.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.6K | Visits: 852 | Status: Completed
*Disclaimer: Sesshoumaru and characters belong to Rumiko Takahashi. Although this story is completely original and holds some original cast.*
Chapter 3:
Faye and Deena returned with the clothes she would be wearing everyday until Kajira raised her position in Sesshoumaru’s household. The outfit was green, made of a cotton material of sorts. The front was low cut and fit like a bra would, the bottom a simple skirt that tied in the back with a leather thong to hold it together, the underside of her buttocks slightly showing, there were no undergarments for it, so if she bent over all would be in view. The outfit was beautiful and sexy but completely atrocious to Kajira. The idea that Sesshoumaru could place his hands anywhere and everywhere, that her body was so vulnerable made her sick.
“Tell me, if a slave raises her position in the house, does she receive better clothing? Perhaps even more conservative?” Kajira ventured with the two girls.
Looking at her, Faye just shook her head. “Yes. They will all be revealing but not so much as this. We had picked a simple dress for you, that was modest and plain, but Master came and told us he wanted something to keep you open to his gaze at all times. This is what we found. I am sorry it is so displeasing, but it does look quite fetching on you. Your body is so supple and smooth.” Faye smiled timidly at her before turning and leaving the room, Deena following behind her.
“Wait! Don’t go. What should I expect tonight?” Kajira’s voiced nervously.
Deena turned while she ushered Faye out of the room. “Rest. Nothing will happen tonight unless Master can not keep his lust under control. Yet even then, there are several women he has available for such uses. Eat and sleep. Kagome will be to see you in the morning. That is the best advice I can give you.” Deena, turned to leave, before facing Kajira again with a soft smile. “Kajira, welcome. You may not like why you are here, but all of us women are family and stick together. If you need anything please let us know. A warning to you though. A few of the older slaves will treat you with disdain and even loathing. They are a jealous lot, and not to be worried over. They will only be upset because Master’s attentions will be to you.”
“Let them get jealous, there is no reason for it. If they want their, ‘Master’, they can have him.” Kajira snorted while Deena chuckled quietly to herself, taking leave of the room.
After she was gone, Kajira plopped herself on the many pillows scattered upon the floor. ‘Did they not have beds here?’ She thought while picking at the food that remained from earlier. Gazing quickly down, she groaned at the clothing. “Yes, quite attractive, for a whore.” She whispered angrily.
“Well that is because you are one now.” A strange female voice said from near the doorway.
Kajira whipped her head up thinking Deena or Faye returned, but instead a woman dressed in silks, and jewels came forward, a sadistic grin on her face. Her eyes, dark brown but filled with malice. “Such a pretty toy Master has now. Wonder how long until he breaks you? You will not please him.”
“Before I make you leave bitch, who are you?” Kajira said defensively, standing up prepared to fight this antagonizing female.
“Kikyo, Sesshoumaru’s head pleasure slave. In other words, his best whore. I will take my leave now for I was summoned to service Master, but be warned. Master will only take pleasure in your willfulness for so long before you are beaten. Sometimes, I have heard, he even beats the girls to death. You would do well to not bring attention upon yourself, or run away.” Kikyo retreated quickly after her vehement warning and threat.
Kajira watched as the bitch left and shook her head. “Jeez, what a bitch. Hope she is the only one or I will get beaten for hurting Sesshoumaru’s poor little whores for being so rude to me.”
Kajira eyed clothing she wore once more. “Well, time to play the submissive girl if I plan on ever getting out of this hell hole.” She felt more naked now then she did before. The humiliation that if she moved the wrong way her most delicate and private areas could be seen to all was enough to make her actually blush.
Sitting upon the pillows, Kajira was bored beyond belief. “Wonder if I can leave my room?” She walked to the entrance to find she was alone in the long hallway. Carefully she checked once more to see if anyone was watching and slipped from the rooms.
As she walked briskly down the hall she noticed several more rooms, all delicately attired such as hers. Curiosity had gotten the better of her and she opened the door nearest to the end by the stairs. What she saw appalled her. There in the midst of the room was a woman, naked as the day she was born, manipulating herself in front of a mirror. Kajira could hear the soft moans as she placed a finger inside of her and brought it back out to lick the juices off.
“Like what you see slave?” A masculine voice said behind her and Kajira jumped being caught off guard. Sesshoumaru was standing next to her grinning, thrilled he had caught her peering in on such a private act. “One day you will do that for me. All my women crave to please me.”
“I don’t want to please one such as you. As for a girl touching her body so inappropriately, its putrid. I would never succumb to such sickening ways.” Kajira lifted her chin a notch when she noticed the girl she had been watching glance to the door and give her a very spiteful glare. The young female walked towards the entrance, swaying her seductive hips and smiling when she saw Sesshoumaru.
Her smile faded as her hand came up and slapped Kajira on the cheek. “There is nothing sickening about pleasuring oneself and one’s Master.” The girl hissed and spit to the floor in front of her before walking back into her room.
Sesshoumaru’s smile faded as he saw how humiliated Kajira was to be caught by Sasha. Sasha’s display was also displeasing, for his girls should not be so violent towards one another. “Go back to your room. I have to show Sasha she has no right to injure my property. She tends to forget her place.”
“I will go where I want.” Kajira huffed towards him. Sesshoumaru suddenly grabbed her, bringing his arm up to pinch her nipple hard causing her to hiss with pain.
“You will do as I say and do it now or this pain will be nothing compared to what I will do once I am done here. Is that understood slave?!” Sesshoumaru yelled into her ear with controlled anger. He did not mind some abstinence but for someone to outright order him around is where he drew the line.
Kajira tried to struggle free, but the more she pulled back, the more her nipple was pulled forward as pain speared through it. “Let me go you swine, you are hurting me!” She was loathed to say it aloud but she had no choice, not only was it painful but it sent chills down her body into her womb. Somehow the pain caused an arousal of sorts, it disgusted her.
Sesshoumaru smirked as he could tell the way her scent changed and her pupils dilated slightly. “Very well. Your room, now. I will be there later to check on you.” He released her gently, not before massaging her injured body part to relieve some of the swelling pain. He did exceed her pain threshold and that was wrong of him if he wanted to train her well. She needed to trust him, that he would not hurt her wrongly.
He watched her retreat quickly down the hallway, before stepping into Sasha’s room. “My dear, your display out there was very displeasing. Come here now.”
***
Kajira ran into her room, throwing herself down upon the pillows. She forced herself not to cry, but a tear of desperation and confusion won as it slid hotly down her cheek onto the fluffy surface below. “Bastard.” She yelled into the pillows as her fist pounded into it. “What have you done to me?” She rasped, while allowing another tear to slide past her defenses as she recalled the few times Sesshoumaru ignited a sexual reaction from her. She was becoming exactly what he wanted, a sex slave. A vessel to tame his passion. Well, two could play at that game, she would allow him to dominate her, allow him to think he was in control when in fact she would be controlling him. Kajira smiled finally as she imagined her newest game to escape, to live and be free. Sesshoumaru stood no chance in hell.
**Sorry so short and soooo sorry for the long waited update. I just don’t have as much time to work on my stories(ie: Dark Touch, Kajira) right now as real life is intervening. Please check back on occasion to see if this story was added on to. Until then hope you enjoyed this chapter of Kajira….**
Chapter 3:
Faye and Deena returned with the clothes she would be wearing everyday until Kajira raised her position in Sesshoumaru’s household. The outfit was green, made of a cotton material of sorts. The front was low cut and fit like a bra would, the bottom a simple skirt that tied in the back with a leather thong to hold it together, the underside of her buttocks slightly showing, there were no undergarments for it, so if she bent over all would be in view. The outfit was beautiful and sexy but completely atrocious to Kajira. The idea that Sesshoumaru could place his hands anywhere and everywhere, that her body was so vulnerable made her sick.
“Tell me, if a slave raises her position in the house, does she receive better clothing? Perhaps even more conservative?” Kajira ventured with the two girls.
Looking at her, Faye just shook her head. “Yes. They will all be revealing but not so much as this. We had picked a simple dress for you, that was modest and plain, but Master came and told us he wanted something to keep you open to his gaze at all times. This is what we found. I am sorry it is so displeasing, but it does look quite fetching on you. Your body is so supple and smooth.” Faye smiled timidly at her before turning and leaving the room, Deena following behind her.
“Wait! Don’t go. What should I expect tonight?” Kajira’s voiced nervously.
Deena turned while she ushered Faye out of the room. “Rest. Nothing will happen tonight unless Master can not keep his lust under control. Yet even then, there are several women he has available for such uses. Eat and sleep. Kagome will be to see you in the morning. That is the best advice I can give you.” Deena, turned to leave, before facing Kajira again with a soft smile. “Kajira, welcome. You may not like why you are here, but all of us women are family and stick together. If you need anything please let us know. A warning to you though. A few of the older slaves will treat you with disdain and even loathing. They are a jealous lot, and not to be worried over. They will only be upset because Master’s attentions will be to you.”
“Let them get jealous, there is no reason for it. If they want their, ‘Master’, they can have him.” Kajira snorted while Deena chuckled quietly to herself, taking leave of the room.
After she was gone, Kajira plopped herself on the many pillows scattered upon the floor. ‘Did they not have beds here?’ She thought while picking at the food that remained from earlier. Gazing quickly down, she groaned at the clothing. “Yes, quite attractive, for a whore.” She whispered angrily.
“Well that is because you are one now.” A strange female voice said from near the doorway.
Kajira whipped her head up thinking Deena or Faye returned, but instead a woman dressed in silks, and jewels came forward, a sadistic grin on her face. Her eyes, dark brown but filled with malice. “Such a pretty toy Master has now. Wonder how long until he breaks you? You will not please him.”
“Before I make you leave bitch, who are you?” Kajira said defensively, standing up prepared to fight this antagonizing female.
“Kikyo, Sesshoumaru’s head pleasure slave. In other words, his best whore. I will take my leave now for I was summoned to service Master, but be warned. Master will only take pleasure in your willfulness for so long before you are beaten. Sometimes, I have heard, he even beats the girls to death. You would do well to not bring attention upon yourself, or run away.” Kikyo retreated quickly after her vehement warning and threat.
Kajira watched as the bitch left and shook her head. “Jeez, what a bitch. Hope she is the only one or I will get beaten for hurting Sesshoumaru’s poor little whores for being so rude to me.”
Kajira eyed clothing she wore once more. “Well, time to play the submissive girl if I plan on ever getting out of this hell hole.” She felt more naked now then she did before. The humiliation that if she moved the wrong way her most delicate and private areas could be seen to all was enough to make her actually blush.
Sitting upon the pillows, Kajira was bored beyond belief. “Wonder if I can leave my room?” She walked to the entrance to find she was alone in the long hallway. Carefully she checked once more to see if anyone was watching and slipped from the rooms.
As she walked briskly down the hall she noticed several more rooms, all delicately attired such as hers. Curiosity had gotten the better of her and she opened the door nearest to the end by the stairs. What she saw appalled her. There in the midst of the room was a woman, naked as the day she was born, manipulating herself in front of a mirror. Kajira could hear the soft moans as she placed a finger inside of her and brought it back out to lick the juices off.
“Like what you see slave?” A masculine voice said behind her and Kajira jumped being caught off guard. Sesshoumaru was standing next to her grinning, thrilled he had caught her peering in on such a private act. “One day you will do that for me. All my women crave to please me.”
“I don’t want to please one such as you. As for a girl touching her body so inappropriately, its putrid. I would never succumb to such sickening ways.” Kajira lifted her chin a notch when she noticed the girl she had been watching glance to the door and give her a very spiteful glare. The young female walked towards the entrance, swaying her seductive hips and smiling when she saw Sesshoumaru.
Her smile faded as her hand came up and slapped Kajira on the cheek. “There is nothing sickening about pleasuring oneself and one’s Master.” The girl hissed and spit to the floor in front of her before walking back into her room.
Sesshoumaru’s smile faded as he saw how humiliated Kajira was to be caught by Sasha. Sasha’s display was also displeasing, for his girls should not be so violent towards one another. “Go back to your room. I have to show Sasha she has no right to injure my property. She tends to forget her place.”
“I will go where I want.” Kajira huffed towards him. Sesshoumaru suddenly grabbed her, bringing his arm up to pinch her nipple hard causing her to hiss with pain.
“You will do as I say and do it now or this pain will be nothing compared to what I will do once I am done here. Is that understood slave?!” Sesshoumaru yelled into her ear with controlled anger. He did not mind some abstinence but for someone to outright order him around is where he drew the line.
Kajira tried to struggle free, but the more she pulled back, the more her nipple was pulled forward as pain speared through it. “Let me go you swine, you are hurting me!” She was loathed to say it aloud but she had no choice, not only was it painful but it sent chills down her body into her womb. Somehow the pain caused an arousal of sorts, it disgusted her.
Sesshoumaru smirked as he could tell the way her scent changed and her pupils dilated slightly. “Very well. Your room, now. I will be there later to check on you.” He released her gently, not before massaging her injured body part to relieve some of the swelling pain. He did exceed her pain threshold and that was wrong of him if he wanted to train her well. She needed to trust him, that he would not hurt her wrongly.
He watched her retreat quickly down the hallway, before stepping into Sasha’s room. “My dear, your display out there was very displeasing. Come here now.”
***
Kajira ran into her room, throwing herself down upon the pillows. She forced herself not to cry, but a tear of desperation and confusion won as it slid hotly down her cheek onto the fluffy surface below. “Bastard.” She yelled into the pillows as her fist pounded into it. “What have you done to me?” She rasped, while allowing another tear to slide past her defenses as she recalled the few times Sesshoumaru ignited a sexual reaction from her. She was becoming exactly what he wanted, a sex slave. A vessel to tame his passion. Well, two could play at that game, she would allow him to dominate her, allow him to think he was in control when in fact she would be controlling him. Kajira smiled finally as she imagined her newest game to escape, to live and be free. Sesshoumaru stood no chance in hell.
**Sorry so short and soooo sorry for the long waited update. I just don’t have as much time to work on my stories(ie: Dark Touch, Kajira) right now as real life is intervening. Please check back on occasion to see if this story was added on to. Until then hope you enjoyed this chapter of Kajira….**