InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Shattered Glass ❯ Fallen Wall ( Chapter 2 )

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Chapter 2

A groggy InuYasha opened his eyes, but all that met his vision was pure darkness. He lay on his stomach, upon something soft. It was a pleasant feeling; if it weren't for the present situation he would have enjoyed it. Soft fabric pushed against his cheek. He lifted his head slightly, but sharp pain assaulted his neck. He did not know why though. He moved his fingers, running the fabric through his digits. His body was still besides his roaming hand. His black hair was sprawled about the bed. He was still human he realized; his senses were still dull.

He felt as if the bed and himself had been swallowed by darkness. He could see nothing; he could hear nothing. He once again tried to move his head; the pain was not as intense as before. He slowly looked around. The bed he laid upon was a thick, mahogany, four post bed. The sheets were a silver hue. The material silky, but gauzy. He propped himself on his hands. He tried to speak but his throat was too dry. So all that came out of his mouth was a rough moan. He fell back onto his stomach to tired and weak to do much.

"Ahh, you're awake." A once again familiar voice rang in his ears.

"Who…" Was all he managed.

"Don't try speaking, InuYasha. My grip on your neck was fairly tight. I have been watching you and your friends for quiet sometime. As you search for the jewel….to become a full youkai, right? Battling youkai, and defeating obstacles. You are quite strong, but tonight just happened to be one of the nights you are weak. One of the nights you will be defeated. Defeated by the one who you seek most vengeance on. The one who has the largest piece of the Shikon Jewel ."

InuYasha's dark orbs widened to the size of dinner plates.

"Naraku." He managed to mumble.

A cynical chuckle was heard; to this point Naraku had not been seen. Then a tall figure clad in dark garments came into view. His face held a look of triumph and evil. His ebony hair was pulled into a long ponytail. His clothes a deep shade of purple and black.

InuYasha growled, "What do you want?" His voice was becoming louder.

"Though you are a hanyou, you are powerful. Albeit you are stubborn and arrogant. You have a strong determination; you actually think you can win over me. Well I want to prove you wrong, to laugh in your fallen face. To shatter you dignity. Not only will I hurt you physically, but I will crush your pride. Tread it under my feet, and spit on it. You head has swollen too much, InuYasha. It must stop." All the while Naraku held a sadistic smile, his voice even and calm. His words were cover in malice and drenched in laughter. He actually was going to enjoy what he was about to do.

For a brief moment InuYasha hesitated. The gleam in Naraku's eyes was unnerving and disturbing. Naraku without noticeable movement had InuYasha held by the throat. He quick movement going unnoticed to the now human, InuYasha. He gasped for air, as the fist tightened. Naraku lifted him up, single handed. Then with extreme roughness, slammed InuYasha against the stone wall. The small amount of air that was in InuYasha's lung had been wiped out completely. He struggled so hard for air that wouldn't come. All the while his right wrist had been shackled to the wall. The grip on the hanyou's neck had vanished for a brief moment, but was replaced a second later. Naraku had switch hands so he could shackle InuYasha's other limp wrist. The hanyou's vision began to swim and blur, his cheeks turning a blue tint. Just as quick as came, the pressure on his throat left. He fell forward, only to have his fall stop by his shackled wrists. Naraku easily bent forward and tied down his ankles to the wall. All this done before InuYasha could regain his breathe.

Now InuYasha was truly scared; though he did not show it, his mind was reeling. He struggled with the bindings. To no avail. He knew he could not free himself, but he did not stop his futile fight.

Naraku stood back, thoroughly amused. 'The silly hanyou still fights for an unreachable goal,' he thought. 'Let him tire. No use rushing it.' He smirked to himself. As a tired InuYasha started to slow down, the eerie smile widened. All that was left was a panting hanyou, tired of the useless struggle. "Well now that that's over…." The demon stepped forward, and with one brisk tug, had pulled off the hanyou's top. Leaving a white undershirt. A quick jerk and InuYasha's pant were gone. His exposed flesh smooth and soft. Firm and hard from fitting. A pale hand ghosted over hard abs, and InuYasha recoiled from the touch. A mental note was taken, by Naraku, of the hanyou's endowment. Very nice…

Naraku moved away, out of InuYasha's plane of view. Peripheral vision caught movement, but no clear picture. A small rustling was heard. A metallic clang echoed around the dark room. "You can't do this," InuYasha said, it sounded more of a plea than a threat. A quiet laugh.

"Save your sorry begging, dog boy." The voice was cruel and merciless.

Naraku came back into view. In his hand a long cylinder object. It was made of metal, and held an omen of pain. InuYasha shuddered, for he had realized this cold "thing" looked remarkably like his own "thing". It had and odd dial on the bottom of it, as if it were for turning.

His heart raced as he realized he would not make it out this place the same, or alive for that matter. The hanyou gulped, forcing himself to remain calm. His cool was quickly leaving him, like water from a tipped glass. Naraku moved towards InuYasha. The evil held in front of him. He came until he was a mere inch from the nervous half demon. His eyes emotionless, and he gave no hint to what he would do. Then without warning his lips connected with InuYasha's lips in a searing kiss. A demanding kiss, Naraku's tongue forced entrance into its neighbor's mouth. At first the hanyou pulled away, but soon he was caught in the sweet trap. Caught in a black widow's web. InuYasha's eyelids slid closed. He was in a daze. The talented tongue battling with InuYasha for dominance. It was too late for the hanyou to realize he was kissing back. A large cold object was shoved up the unsuspecting hanyou's ass. He was unprepared, the sleek metal burning inside him. His scream was trapped by Naraku. InuYasha's mouth had widened in the attempted scream, and Naraku bit down on the hanyou's tongue. Drawing warm blood. This itself caused another scream to be shut off. The bite was deep, and painful. InuYasha' mouth filled with sweet blood, only to have it swallowed by the sadistic demon. That was not the only blood being shed. A river had formed down the hanyou's pale leg. A river of dark crimson.

Naraku finally pulled away. His lips stained cherry red, and sticky. He licked his lips, savoring the red substance. The human before him, panted lightly. Wincing as if his chest hurt, but it was the pain between his legs that caused his agony. His pink tongue, now purple, and swollen. Now it sat heavily in his mouth. It still bled, but not so much so. Naraku reached for a whip that was lying on the stone floor. He cracked it expertly a few times.

Once…twice…three times, and every time InuYasha would flinch. The fourth time the whip had a mark, it happen to be the sensitive flesh of InuYasha's thigh. He cried out, the mentally kicked himself for being weak. He gave Naraku his best death glare, but that was erased by the whip hitting his stomach. Slicing it open, a bead of blood dripped from it. The rain of hits fell upon him. Until he was a withering form, bloody cuts and welts had formed on his body. A rather long and nasty one was across his lower abdomen. His legs shook, but he remained standing. His hair matted with rouge liquid. A puddle had formed at his feet; dark thick blood ran down his body onto the ground. Naraku stood just has cool and collected as he always was. He held a smirk, but other than that you could not tell he was the one who inflicted the wounds on InuYasha.

The wall InuYasha had tried so hard to maintain was cracking rapidly. It was crumbling away into a heap of despair. He would break soon, and no one would be there to help him…

"Having fun?" Hard words were laced with sarcasm. "Because I am."

"You twisted bastard," the declining hanyou snapped.

"Hmm, still haven't shattered yet?" Naraku gave a sadistic smile. With quick grace he pushed the metal dildo farther up InuYasha's anus. It hit a spot that caused stars to dance in front of his face. His painful scream turned into a moan of pleasure. "Found your sweet spot, right?" InuYasha glared, he really didn't no what happened. Naraku twisted the toy around, though it caused pain, InuYasha was shuddering more from pleasure. Naraku was teasing him, teasing him so much he found himself erect and hard. Pre-cum beading down his tip. He cursed himself; this was not suppose to please him. A dagger was brought out, and the hanyou stiffened. Naraku waved it in front of InuYasha's face, and then brought it down slowly to his dick. His eyes bulged, and he gasped. The dagger's tip slowly began to drag across the length of his member. The cut was deep and bloody. Pain shot up InuYasha's spine. His eyes clamped shut and he let out a choked sob. The blade was brought to Naraku's mouth crimson juices licked off.

His hand touched the dial. The one placed on the dildo's bottom. Naraku twisted it 5 times. Each time InuYasha felt an expansion. It was growing in diameter. Thickening and stretching the hanyou to the brink. InuYasha began jerking and screaming. His movements controlled by the chains. He tried pull away from Naraku, but it proved pointless. He felt his insides tear. His red fluid now cover Naraku' hand, for it flowed freely between his legs. Underneath all the pain was a little twinge of relief, as the torture device pushed on the hanyou's prostate. A few more turns, and InuYasha felt himself collapse. Both physically and mentally. The wall had fallen. Naraku had reached hid goal. A pearly tear can from beneath InuYasha's closed eye. More followed, running down his cheek. Washing away some of the dried blood. It fell from his chin, and landed on his chest.

Naraku pulled the dildo out, and replaced it with the real thing. InuYasha had not a chance to gain his breath before Naraku pushed his dick into him. A scream was caught in his throat and Naraku began to pump long and hard. His pace was brutally quick. His hips slammed into the hanyou with force that could send someone reeling. His Hands held InuYasha's hips firmly in place. The grip so tight bruises would show soon. InuYasha's head was turned away; his will to fight was lost. He felt his cheeks being grasped, and his head jerked towards Naraku. "Open your eyes and look at me." InuYasha did not move. The one hand remaining on the hanyou's hip, moved to InuYasha's dick and gave a hard pump. InuYasha's eyes flew open, in shock. The hand sped up, in time with Naraku's thrusts. InuYasha gave an involuntary moan. He didn't want to cum, but the hand on his dick felt so good. Naraku was purposely avoiding InuYasha's prostate, but yet he stilled wanted InuYasha to come. This would only push the hanyou further down. Naraku knew InuYasha would be ashamed that he actually enjoyed some of this encounter. Him cumming on Naraku's hand would be like a slap in the face. With a violent shudder Naraku came full force inside InuYasha's ass. At the same moment the hanyou blew his load onto Naraku's waiting hand. He slowly brought his hand to his mouth. Making sure InuYasha saw his own cum on his hand. His tongue darted out and licked the salty cream. Swirls of red were also seen, blood from the slice on InuYasha's cock.

InuYasha's eyes widened at this gesture. He had lost, he was weak. So weak he couldn't even control his sexually urges. Naraku had won. His head fell to his chest.

Naraku laughed a cold evil laugh. It filled the room. It drowned out InuYasha's cry. InuYasha passed out, the pain proved to be too much for him, for once in his Life…

A figure covered a black walked with stealth through the forest. In its arm a large bundle lay. It appeared to be a big canvas bag. The cloaked figure came to a clearing. It lay the bag down on the ground. It stood for a moment, eyeing the bundle. Then it was gone a quickly as it came. Dead silence…

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