InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Learning to Live Again ❯ Broken ( Chapter 11 )

A/N: This chapter will be kind of dark. You have been warned! So sorry this story took me so long to update. Writer's block is gone! I got in kind of a slump and wasn't able to write anything really dark. Thank you to my readers and reviewers. And once again, I'm so sorry for the wait.

 

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Chapter 11- Broken

 

Sesshomaru was livid as he flew back to his palace. He had given her freedom for the day and she had run off to his brother. He had told her not to run off to the half breed the stench of him was nearly lodged in Sesshomaru's nostrils for days after he had an encounter with him. Because his new whore had disobeyed him, he now had to cleanse both himself and the woman of the scent of Inuyasha. Of course, no one smelled worse than Naraku and he had to deal with him too.

 

Then he had had to deal with Inuyasha's stupid bitch, Kagome. Both of the women had been nearly destroyed by Naraku, because that annoying little human wouldn't leave when she was warned away.

 

It was obvious to even Sesshomaru that Inuyasha loved the human, Kagome, and not the undead priestess, Kikyo. He wished the half breed would do the rest of them a favor and just tell her. That way she wouldn't stupidly put herself and anyone else around her in needless danger.

 

Feeling his backhanded blow connecting with Kagome's cheek was one of the most rewarding things he had ever felt. The satisfaction was almost better than sex, but not quite.

 

He felt his arousal throbbing as he thought about being with Kikyo again. His eyes moved down to her form lying in his arms. He hated the feelings she stirred in him. She made him lose control. Sesshomaru hated being out of control.

 

He had followed her since the moment she ran from the palace. He was angry when she saw her and Inuyasha exchange words. He hated the idea of Inuyasha looking upon his own mark. He had wanted to tear out Inuyasha's throat for the things he had said to her. For hurting her like that. He had to tamp down his urges. He didn't care, so he didn't know why he felt this way. She was after all an undead human.

 

When he saw her with Naraku, he knew that his eyes were bleeding red. For the things he said to her, Sesshomaru should have killed him. For touching her, Naraku had sealed his fate. Sesshomaru had vowed to kill Naraku long ago, but this just reinforced the way the demon felt. How dare that filth touch what belongs to him!

 

When he arrived at the palace, he had ignored Hitomi and Jaken, not wanting to deal with their prattle. He headed straight to the bathing chambers. All of his servants scurried to get out of the enraged demon lord's way. He had laid her next to water while he undressed. He had washed both of them thoroughly.

 

When he finished, he dressed himself in a new robe and carried her down to the torture chamber.

 

He would teach her a lesson. After that dream she had had last night, he knew that this was the perfect way. He couldn't wait until she woke up chained to a wall. He sat down in a small chair to wait.

 

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The first thing that Kikyo felt was the throbbing in her head. A low moan escaped her lips as the pain pumped through her body. The scent of mold and dirt hung thickly in the chilly air. It was so cold in here. That's when it hit her! She was naked! She nearly panicked when she remembered her altercation with Naraku. A slightly relieved sigh slipped through her lips as she remembered Inuyasha and Sesshomaru chasing Naraku off.

 

`This has to be a dream. It has to be a dream.' Kikyo didn't want to open her eyes because of the feeling of the cold wall against her skin. She tried to move her arms, only to find them shackled over her head.

 

Terror glazed green eyes snapped open to stare at the pitch black wall. The whole room had a black veil thrown over it. She could see no light and hear nothing, but the agonized wails of people being tortured. She began to struggle violently against the chains and shackles holding her to the wall. She screamed in agony when she tried to use her powers and they shot back into her, like a bolt of lightning. For that small instant, she had seen the pink glow engulf the room.

 

“They are special. They repel spiritual powers. You may try to use your powers all you wish, but you will only hurt yourself. I am the only one who will be hurting you tonight.”

 

Kikyo gasped as Sesshomaru grabbed a handful of her hair and jerked her head back. His face was as usual an emotionless mask. The only things that were different were his eyes and the ragged appearance of his magenta markings and the once gold eyes were red with his rage. “I told you to not run to him. Not to speak to that abomination. Of course that was the first thing you did. You told him about our relationship.”

 

“I wanted him to hear it from me. I didn't want you or Naraku to be the ones to tell him. He deserved to hear it from…”

 

White spots appeared before her eyes after Sesshomaru slammed her head into the stone wall. The blow wasn't hard enough to knock her out, but hard enough to shut her up. Sesshomaru wanted her awake for what he was preparing to do to her. “I told you what would happen to Inuyasha if you told him. Perhaps I should go kill him and that old hag you call your sister.”

 

“No!” She began to struggle against the chains again.

 

He watched her with a small smile of mocking amusement. Her devotion to those creatures nearly disgusted him as much as they intrigued him. Something deep inside him wanted her to covet him the way she did his brother and the old priestess. He ruthless tamped it down. He could not allow himself to have feeling for such a creature. Rin was the only being that he had ever loved and it would stay that was.

 

The idea that Naraku had laid his hands on her, made him want to tear Naraku limb from limb.

 

No one touched his property.

 

No one except him. He moved her long hair over her right shoulder, so that it covered her breast. “I can't have my whip harming that beautiful hair of yours, can I?”

 

“No master.”

 

“For what you have done, you deserve to be punished.” An eerie green light illuminated the room slightly.

 

Kikyo flinched when she heard the sound of a whip cracking. He snapped it three times, chuckling softly as her whole body tensed.

 

“I will give you ten lashes and you will be counting out loud with each one. If you fail to do so, you will receive ten more. Am I understood?”

 

“Yes, master Sesshomaru.”

 

“Good girl. Perhaps I was wrong about you.”

 

With no warning, the whip sliced into the delicate flesh of her back. The undead priestess arched her back and pressed her body against the wall. She bit her lip hard enough to bleed.

 

“One.” Sesshomaru's voice was cold, but demanding.

 

“One.” Kikyo repeated.

 

“Good girl.” He purred as he struck her again. “Two.”

 

“Two.”

 

With the next strike, she gripped the chains tightly. Her nipples, which had grown taut in the cold air, brushed the rough stone wall. Sending unwanted jolts of pleasure through her body.

 

“Three.”

 

She shook her head slightly to clear the feelings of arousal from her head. “Three.”

 

“Who do you belong to?”

 

Usually she would answer any question the way he wanted her to, but that one. That was the question she refused to answer. He might own her body, but that was it. Inuyasha owned her heart and she owned what was left of her soul.

 

“Myself.”

 

“What was that?”

 

“I belong to myself, master Sesshomaru.”

 

He said nothing and cracked the whip against her even harder. She screamed out in pain. “Four.” The word had barely left her lips before he struck her again.

 

His blows loss their calculated finesse as he struck her hard and violently. Kikyo's screams echoed through the chambers as she felt each of the fifteen more blows he gave her. It was clear that whatever fragile control he had had, was now gone.

 

A surprising twenty first crack, caught the soft skin on the back of her thighs. Her mouth opened in a silent scream. The pain so great, it froze her vocal cords.

 

Raging red eyes regarded the priestess before him. How dare she deny that he owns her! The scent of blood permeated the room, making his primal side painfully aroused. He wanted nothing more to tear the robe from his body, slam her into the wall, and fuck her into absolute submission.

 

Even in the state he was in, he knew that wouldn't work. If he wanted her to submit fully to him, he couldn't violate her. At least, he would arouse her before he took her.

 

Shrugging his robe from his broad shoulders, he knelt to the cold floor. His right hand splayed lewdly across her crotch as he pulled her closer to him. His long fingers began to massage her slowly.

 

His tongue flicked out to trace the lines of dripping blood on the back of her right thigh. Once he had cleaned that line, he moved to the other one. Kikyo moaned as he continued.

 

After his painful punishment of her, the feeling of his tongue soothing her felt amazing. A murmur of pleasure escaped her lips as one of his fingers began to rub her clit.

 

He slowly traced the numerous bloody marks on her, savoring the power he tasted in her blood. He pulled back with a frown, his hand still massaging her. The lashings from the whip had marred his mark upon her to the point that it was no longer easy to read. He continued to toy with her flesh until she heard her cry of release. Her juices soaked his already wet fingers.

 

His hair slid over her back as he rose to his feet. His hand moved to her stomach, smearing evidence of her release on her skin. “Do you want me to fuck you?”

 

She said nothing and he took that as a yes.

 

Kikyo's body was shoved against the wall, when without warning, Sesshomaru thrust into her. She should have known that is was coming. She thought that if she said nothing he'd leave her alone. She didn't really want him to do this, but she couldn't stop him now, so she might as well enjoy it.

 

“Do you like that, slave?” He purred in her ear.

 

“Yes, master.”

 

“You're a dirty little whore, aren't you, Kikyo? You love it when I chain you to the wall and fuck you while you're helpless.”

 

Kikyo squirmed in response to his words. She felt herself growing even more aroused. She wanted to deny that his dirty talk impacted her, but they would both know she was lying. She said the words to him that admitted his possession of her. “Yes, master.”

 

With those words, he went wild. The front of her body was smashed against the unforgiving wall as he pounded into her over and over again.

 

The room was filled with echoing sounds of his and her whimpers, moans, growls, and whines. The sound of their skin slapping together bounced off the walls of the whole dungeon. Kikyo screamed, her voice horse as she came,

 

Sesshomaru growled and continued to slam into her. All sense and thought processes shut down. The once cold demon lord was not a hot blooded raging beast, searching for his pleasure. There was something about this creature in front of him. The fact that she was a dead human meant nothing to him. She pleased him the way no demon bitch ever had, she was immortal, and she wouldn't give birth to any half breed bastards.

 

He didn't even notice when his fangs enlarged and his mouth opened with saliva dripping on to her back. His tongue lapped at her hot flesh. His was so close.

 

Only a few more thrusts…

 

Nearly every being in the palace heard his orgasmic roar when his release blazed through him.

 

His roar was soon muffled by something, however, then echoed by a feminine scream of agony.

 

This all happened when the demon lord sank his fangs into the undead priestess…

 

Marking her as his mate.

 

Next Chapter: The aftermath

 

A/N: Well, that's it. How was it? Was it worth the wait? Sorry it was so short. Next chapter will be longer. Oh yeah, I have a new Sess/Kik story out called “A Second Chance” check if out if you want. If not, until next time. Thanks!