InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Punishment ❯ Miroku's kind of fun ( Chapter 1 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: Arisu-chan 
Miroku gets a small favor from a good friend.
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 04.23.2004 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.7K | Visits: 12.4K | Status: Completed
Miroku gets a small favor from a good friend.
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 04.23.2004 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.7K | Visits: 12.4K | Status: Completed
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[ ] Thinking
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"No... please no..."
The sounds of soft pleading nearby woke Kagome, who turned blinking back sleepiness to see Miroku squirming in his bedding. Leaving the warmth of her sleeping bag, Kagome crawled over to wake him, softly shaking his shoulder.
"N-!" His cry was muffled by her hand when he sat up, staring wide-eyed at the girl kneeling in front of him, her chest lightly touching his.
"Daijobu?" Kagome lowered her hand from his lips and whispered, "Having a bad dream?"
"Iie," Miroku blushed, looking down between them awkwardly.
Following his gaze, Kagome noticed a certain formation in his robes and grinned, "Oh, I see, any way I can help?"
"I'm not so sure," Miroku sighed, hand stroking his aching member idly, "I was just remembering."
Hearing Sango stir, Kagome pulled him away from the group, glad for once that there was no moon and that Inuyasha was away. Once they'd left the range of the other's earshot, she found a low, flat boulder and sat down, motioning for him to join her.
"Remembering what?"
"My childhood with the monks," Miroku sighed, "Good times, bad times... good times that were supposed to be bad."
"Huh?" Kagome blinked, "Explain that."
"Hmm... how were you punished as a child Kagome?" Miroku asked.
"I'd be put on time outs or I'd be grounded," she shrugged, "No big deal."
"You were never spanked?"
"Not that I remember?" Kagome shook her head, "No."
"I was," Miroku, to her surprise, smiled, "I purposefully behaved badly sometimes, just to be punished so sweetly."
Frowning a bit, Kagome wondered what he could mean but noticed his robe lifting a bit and understood. "You liked being spanked?"
"Why else would I have an ass fetish?" Miroku chuckled, watching her slowly reaching over to his robe, softly touching the item there.
"Why were you calling out 'no' in your dream?" she whispered, fingers stroking up and down softly through the fabric.
"If I said 'oh yeah baby harder' I don't think they would have been very pleased," Miroku groaned and leaned back a bit. "I had to beg them to stop, which only added to their glee and made them do the opposite."
Kagome smiled, "Giving you what you wanted, smart boy."
"Hai, but alas, it has been many years since I was last spanked," Miroku felt her hands slipping into his robes and pushing them off his shoulders.
"I think I might be able to help," Kagome whispered seductively into his ear. Ordering him to disrobe in her most formidabble tone, she turned away and busied herself looking for some branch to use as a tool.
Once he was naked and ready, she grinned and removed her shirt, tossing it and her bra onto his pile of clothes, followed by her socks and panties next. "I think I'll keep the skirt," she giggled, carressing his growing erection with the wood.
Smiling at his groaned response, Kagome moved to the boulder again and sat, spreading her legs and patting them, "Right here big guy, face down."
Doing as told, Miroku kneeled and crawled over, thankful the rock was very close to the ground so he could kneel over her legs easily. Moving into place as she ordere him, he finally settled with his body bent over hers, arms and knees holding himself up while his member hung in the space between her legs over the skirt.
Softly, rubbing slow circles along his backside, Kagome smiled, noticing the taught muscles and rounded butt, which was hidden beneath his robes. Wanting to start nicely, she used her hand and tapped his ass, not too hard, but not too soft, eliciting a soft moan from him.
"More?"
"Of course," moving around his entire ass, she playfully hit at different degrees of softness and speeds. Seeing his skin begin to turn pink, she really got into it and lifted her hand to her lips, licking the whole surface wet.
Using the first hard stroke of the night, she slapped him as hard as she could, pretending to be Sango who'd just been groped. The result was a nice bright red mark and an ecstatic moan from the monk. "Again, please, again!"
[Fine by me] Feeling his member twitching and rubbing along her inner thighs, Kagome set up a spanking rhythm, suddenly surprising him with a playful pinch. "Like that?"
Seeing him nod happily, Kagome slapped him again a few times before adding another pinch. Unfortunately however, her hand eventually got tired, so she decided to take a break. Grabbing the red ribbon from her uniform that she'd left beside her purposefully, Kagome opened it so it was spread out and gently lay it over the red area of Miroku's cheeks.
At the touch of soft material on his aching backside, Miroku felt a jolt of fire shoot through him and burn heavily on his aching member. He lay over her, panting and moaning constantly, begging for a beating that could bring him release.
Shushing his pleas, Kagome felt her own body resonding and took a moment to teak her nipples before continuing with the ribbon, running it around her breasts and getting a new idea. Twisting the ribbon into a thick coil, she grinned and suddenly rested it against his crack, slowly moving her hands at the ends so the material slipped between his cheeks and touched his inner hot spots.
To say Miroku was trembling was an understatement.
His pre-cum shooting off like crazy, he pleaded for her to stop and give him release, just one good hit would be enough. "Kami-sama Kagome just hit me! I'll do anything you want!"
"Anything?"
"Anyting!" he shouted.
"O-k..." with another long lick to her hand, Kagome used the other to yank the material from his crack seconds before her hand slammed down roughly against his skin.
"YEEEAAAAHHHH!"
Miroku shot off into her skirt, body convulsing with aftershocks as he fell off her and onto his back in the grass.
Turning the garment so it faced backwards, Kagome dropped down and waited for him to catch his breath, wiping off his member with a soft kiss here and there.
"What can I do for you my lady?"
He finally asked, hand sliding up her skirt to felt the wetness beneath. Hearing her moan in delight, he slipped a finger up her cunt slowly, rubbing softly before removing it and moving it back, using her juices as lubrication for her tight anus.
"Oh yeah... plug me up - ooohh..." Kagome kneeled facing away and rocked into the motions of his finger, moaning out her pleasure.
"Is this what you wanted?"
"Not quite," Kagome finally had him pull out and crawled back to the rock, sitting with her legs spread and her skirt up, showing him her glistening pussy, "Hungry?"
"Oh yes," kneeling forward, Miroku easily spread her furthur and slid his tongue inside her moist folds.
Kagome cried out, lowering her hands to his hair in order to hold him in place. Clenching her muscles around his tongue, they both moaned which heightened her sensations.
When he pulled out his tounge and began sucking her clit, Kagome fell back, grabbing the ribbon and laying it over her sensitive nipples, both hard as rocks and burning beneath the fabric. Rubbing it roughly across the nubs, she moaned louder and spread her legs furthur.
"I won't last much longer Miroku," she gasped and reached beside her for the long branch she'd gotten. Throwing it forward in whip-like strokes, she felt him jump beneath her and let out a hard moan when it came into contact with his ass, sending a moan through her body as well.
"Again, whip me again," Miroku begged, moaning in pleasure when he got his wish.
After whipping him a few more times, Kagome finally felt the peak of her orgasm about to hit and shoved him onto his back, roughly impaling herself onto his throbbing member. The climax was instant for both of them, the sounds of their pleasure mixing together in a sweet yet primitive harmony.
Slumping onto his sweat-slicked body, Kagome smiled when he lifted her head to plant sweet kisses on her lips, silently thanking her.
"Any time Miroku," Kagome moved up to brush her lips against his, "Any time."
After getting their breaths back and cleaning off at a small creek nearby, they silently crept back into the camp, stopping at her sleeping bag where she'd left Shippo snoring. With one last playful smack to his bum, Kagome winked suggestively and slipped into her blanket, hugging the kitsune close and falling deeply asleep.
[Next time I think you'll get a taste Kagome dear, just to see how you like it] Grinning, Miroku lay down and covered himself, plans for a next time forming in his twisted houshi mind.
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[ ] Thinking
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"No... please no..."
The sounds of soft pleading nearby woke Kagome, who turned blinking back sleepiness to see Miroku squirming in his bedding. Leaving the warmth of her sleeping bag, Kagome crawled over to wake him, softly shaking his shoulder.
"N-!" His cry was muffled by her hand when he sat up, staring wide-eyed at the girl kneeling in front of him, her chest lightly touching his.
"Daijobu?" Kagome lowered her hand from his lips and whispered, "Having a bad dream?"
"Iie," Miroku blushed, looking down between them awkwardly.
Following his gaze, Kagome noticed a certain formation in his robes and grinned, "Oh, I see, any way I can help?"
"I'm not so sure," Miroku sighed, hand stroking his aching member idly, "I was just remembering."
Hearing Sango stir, Kagome pulled him away from the group, glad for once that there was no moon and that Inuyasha was away. Once they'd left the range of the other's earshot, she found a low, flat boulder and sat down, motioning for him to join her.
"Remembering what?"
"My childhood with the monks," Miroku sighed, "Good times, bad times... good times that were supposed to be bad."
"Huh?" Kagome blinked, "Explain that."
"Hmm... how were you punished as a child Kagome?" Miroku asked.
"I'd be put on time outs or I'd be grounded," she shrugged, "No big deal."
"You were never spanked?"
"Not that I remember?" Kagome shook her head, "No."
"I was," Miroku, to her surprise, smiled, "I purposefully behaved badly sometimes, just to be punished so sweetly."
Frowning a bit, Kagome wondered what he could mean but noticed his robe lifting a bit and understood. "You liked being spanked?"
"Why else would I have an ass fetish?" Miroku chuckled, watching her slowly reaching over to his robe, softly touching the item there.
"Why were you calling out 'no' in your dream?" she whispered, fingers stroking up and down softly through the fabric.
"If I said 'oh yeah baby harder' I don't think they would have been very pleased," Miroku groaned and leaned back a bit. "I had to beg them to stop, which only added to their glee and made them do the opposite."
Kagome smiled, "Giving you what you wanted, smart boy."
"Hai, but alas, it has been many years since I was last spanked," Miroku felt her hands slipping into his robes and pushing them off his shoulders.
"I think I might be able to help," Kagome whispered seductively into his ear. Ordering him to disrobe in her most formidabble tone, she turned away and busied herself looking for some branch to use as a tool.
Once he was naked and ready, she grinned and removed her shirt, tossing it and her bra onto his pile of clothes, followed by her socks and panties next. "I think I'll keep the skirt," she giggled, carressing his growing erection with the wood.
Smiling at his groaned response, Kagome moved to the boulder again and sat, spreading her legs and patting them, "Right here big guy, face down."
Doing as told, Miroku kneeled and crawled over, thankful the rock was very close to the ground so he could kneel over her legs easily. Moving into place as she ordere him, he finally settled with his body bent over hers, arms and knees holding himself up while his member hung in the space between her legs over the skirt.
Softly, rubbing slow circles along his backside, Kagome smiled, noticing the taught muscles and rounded butt, which was hidden beneath his robes. Wanting to start nicely, she used her hand and tapped his ass, not too hard, but not too soft, eliciting a soft moan from him.
"More?"
"Of course," moving around his entire ass, she playfully hit at different degrees of softness and speeds. Seeing his skin begin to turn pink, she really got into it and lifted her hand to her lips, licking the whole surface wet.
Using the first hard stroke of the night, she slapped him as hard as she could, pretending to be Sango who'd just been groped. The result was a nice bright red mark and an ecstatic moan from the monk. "Again, please, again!"
[Fine by me] Feeling his member twitching and rubbing along her inner thighs, Kagome set up a spanking rhythm, suddenly surprising him with a playful pinch. "Like that?"
Seeing him nod happily, Kagome slapped him again a few times before adding another pinch. Unfortunately however, her hand eventually got tired, so she decided to take a break. Grabbing the red ribbon from her uniform that she'd left beside her purposefully, Kagome opened it so it was spread out and gently lay it over the red area of Miroku's cheeks.
At the touch of soft material on his aching backside, Miroku felt a jolt of fire shoot through him and burn heavily on his aching member. He lay over her, panting and moaning constantly, begging for a beating that could bring him release.
Shushing his pleas, Kagome felt her own body resonding and took a moment to teak her nipples before continuing with the ribbon, running it around her breasts and getting a new idea. Twisting the ribbon into a thick coil, she grinned and suddenly rested it against his crack, slowly moving her hands at the ends so the material slipped between his cheeks and touched his inner hot spots.
To say Miroku was trembling was an understatement.
His pre-cum shooting off like crazy, he pleaded for her to stop and give him release, just one good hit would be enough. "Kami-sama Kagome just hit me! I'll do anything you want!"
"Anything?"
"Anyting!" he shouted.
"O-k..." with another long lick to her hand, Kagome used the other to yank the material from his crack seconds before her hand slammed down roughly against his skin.
"YEEEAAAAHHHH!"
Miroku shot off into her skirt, body convulsing with aftershocks as he fell off her and onto his back in the grass.
Turning the garment so it faced backwards, Kagome dropped down and waited for him to catch his breath, wiping off his member with a soft kiss here and there.
"What can I do for you my lady?"
He finally asked, hand sliding up her skirt to felt the wetness beneath. Hearing her moan in delight, he slipped a finger up her cunt slowly, rubbing softly before removing it and moving it back, using her juices as lubrication for her tight anus.
"Oh yeah... plug me up - ooohh..." Kagome kneeled facing away and rocked into the motions of his finger, moaning out her pleasure.
"Is this what you wanted?"
"Not quite," Kagome finally had him pull out and crawled back to the rock, sitting with her legs spread and her skirt up, showing him her glistening pussy, "Hungry?"
"Oh yes," kneeling forward, Miroku easily spread her furthur and slid his tongue inside her moist folds.
Kagome cried out, lowering her hands to his hair in order to hold him in place. Clenching her muscles around his tongue, they both moaned which heightened her sensations.
When he pulled out his tounge and began sucking her clit, Kagome fell back, grabbing the ribbon and laying it over her sensitive nipples, both hard as rocks and burning beneath the fabric. Rubbing it roughly across the nubs, she moaned louder and spread her legs furthur.
"I won't last much longer Miroku," she gasped and reached beside her for the long branch she'd gotten. Throwing it forward in whip-like strokes, she felt him jump beneath her and let out a hard moan when it came into contact with his ass, sending a moan through her body as well.
"Again, whip me again," Miroku begged, moaning in pleasure when he got his wish.
After whipping him a few more times, Kagome finally felt the peak of her orgasm about to hit and shoved him onto his back, roughly impaling herself onto his throbbing member. The climax was instant for both of them, the sounds of their pleasure mixing together in a sweet yet primitive harmony.
Slumping onto his sweat-slicked body, Kagome smiled when he lifted her head to plant sweet kisses on her lips, silently thanking her.
"Any time Miroku," Kagome moved up to brush her lips against his, "Any time."
After getting their breaths back and cleaning off at a small creek nearby, they silently crept back into the camp, stopping at her sleeping bag where she'd left Shippo snoring. With one last playful smack to his bum, Kagome winked suggestively and slipped into her blanket, hugging the kitsune close and falling deeply asleep.
[Next time I think you'll get a taste Kagome dear, just to see how you like it] Grinning, Miroku lay down and covered himself, plans for a next time forming in his twisted houshi mind.
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