InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Stick to the plan ❯ Denial ( Chapter 8 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

I've been waiting my whole life for just one fuck
And all I needed was just one fuck
How can you say that you don't give a fuck?
I find myself stupefied, coming back again
---Disturbed

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No baby now, don't deny me
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Seizing for air to refill her lungs, Kagome awoke her body felt as if she had needles piercing their way out of her body from every pore. As she tried to regain her wits the haunting words seemed to pound and echo in her muddled mind. She tried to open her eyes only to realize that they were open and that it was just so dark it mimicked having your eyes sealed shut in the darkened room. In her attempt to move, she found herself incapable of doing so with her body chained and suspended in the air. The room felt chilled as if she was below ground, but there was no sound except for her labored breathing.  She knew this had to be the work of Naraku as she tested the restraints on her wrists, her arms bound above her causing her to bear the weight of her body. Her toes barely swept the cold stone floor and she figured it was his intent to slowly let her arms dislocate.
She had been beaten, of this she was sure, Naraku wouldn’t of been pleased with her not being awake for her abduction. But it didn’t matter; she was here finally close enough to the real Naraku to defeat him. Sesshomaru’s plan would have taken months, maybe even a year and she could not stand that. The waiting and stewing, watching and playing with Inuyasha and the rest, in the meantime… No she wanted it over, something inside her needed to act now. She could feel it past the pain she was experiencing now. It plagued her like an itch at the tip of her senses, and now these voices. She felt herself transforming every day and the numbness setting in. she pushed her fear away concluding that is was natural to feel this way, when she never fought for herself in the past, never fought back. It was only natural that she would have some anxiety over it. She laughed despite herself, though it can out a hoarse, croaking sound as it past her dry throat and parched lips. She had to keep her wits about her. Her training with Sesshomaru hadn’t covered much of the physical, there hadn’t been time for that, but what she lacked there she prayed she could overcome with her mind. He had given her the tools and she just needed to wield them, at least until he found her.
She choked out another raspy laugh and felt dizzy. It was strange, she wasn’t moving and yet it seemed with every growing moment the spinning feeling became stronger and then she focused and realized why; She was no longer alone…

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The tension was almost unbearable. The group stood at the edge of the clearing no one talking, no one making eye contact, each lost in their own thoughts. Kikyo moved closer to Inuyasha, as Sesshomaru turned and leveled his gaze upon her. Her soul catchers loomed over her head waiting to be sent to do their mistress’s bidding. Her presence grated at his nerves more than he wished to or would admit. Her scent caused him equal amounts of displeasure along with the fact that she was like a beckon to Naraku that they were tracking him and disclosed their location several times with her disgusting need for souls. However, she was a necessary evil for the part of Kagome’s soul that resided in her could not be hidden by Naraku’s trick and thus would lead them directly to her at some point.
Kagome, the thought of her made a low growl start in the back of his throat. The bitch had forgotten her place and now look at where she had ended up. Sure he knew she wasn’t dead yet, Naraku would only just be beginning with his ‘fun,’ but she had still foolishly given him the upper hand and now the group had to face him on his terms and turf. It was not to be born. Everything had been falling into place according to his desire. He had stood at the threshold of finally seeing his half-brother have everything ripped apart and his hopes and dreams torn to pieces, as his had been the eve his father pasted. The responsibility he had to bear, all the years of his youth lost, he was about to be paid in full until this occurred and he was reminded that the fates had long set against him and cursed himself for allowing this distraction to take root around his common sense.  Steeling his composure before he let out just how truly enraged he was and killing the undead miko where she stood he turned away. Away and towards the direction she said they must take, through the Northern lands. Silently, he began walking in that direction intent on covering as much ground as possible, his mind mulling over the possible scenarios that would face them when they found Kagome.
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Don’t Deny me
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Kagome felt the full weight of his aura as Naraku appeared in the room. It licked at her flesh and her power sizzled under her skin fighting to break through the spell that locked her powers within her and repel him.  His deep laughter filled the room, the malice laced chuckle resonating off the walls and seeming to pierce through her skin causing her pulse to quicken. The dark space seemed to shift, as if alive. She tried to calm herself, steel her mind for the pain she knew was sure to come and focus on staying alert for her opportunity.
Suddenly he was upon her, hard and fast. His laughter never stopping, but she knew it was him. This was no puppet; this was Naraku in all his unbridled rage. She couldn’t see him just feel him, everywhere at once. His clawed tips raked her sides and she could faintly here the fabric of her shirt give way under his nails, as he dragged them across her abdomen stopping when he came to her scar where the Shikon no Tama once resided.
The pain seared through her, but she bit her lip trying not to give him the satisfaction of crying out so early in the game. She knew she would but right now with her powers subdued this was the only weapon she had at her disposal.
She felt him press against her hips pushing her closer to the floor and causing more weight on her arms and she hissed lowly, her face constricted in pain, tears pebbling in her eyes as she screwed them closed.
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Why do you like playing around with my narrow scope of reality?
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“There it is,” His voice was low, deadly silk wrapped in a calm shell that belied the force that held her.
“When will you learn to stop defying me? You have tried to keep me from everything I rightly deserve and now look where it has taken you. I’ll make you an offer and you would be wise to realize your defeat and concede. Join Me. Stay beside me and I will make all this pain go away, you’ll feel no more hurt, pain, or guilt. Just give yourself to me,” He raised her up and soon a platform was placed under her feet, immediately taking the pressure off her shoulders.
She gasped as the heaviness in her chest lessened and she inhaled deeply. He released his grip from her sides and suddenly a dim light filled the room. The room was lined with mirrors, on all sides. It seemed impossible that it had been so dark just a few moments ago. He stood back from her and regarded her in silence. Slowly she raised her head still slightly panting and came face to face with her captor. She watched him, staring at her and steeled herself against flinching under the intensity of his gaze. She focused on her reflection just behind him and steadied herself. She did not need to speak; there was no need to waste her energy voicing the distain she was sure he could read in her eyes mingled with the pain.
“I’m going to hurt you Kagome. I going to show you what a life as my enemy will be like,” Naraku began to circle her cognizant that she could see every move he made due to the mirrors.
Suddenly the restraints against her arms lessened and she let out a breath she didn’t know she was holding. Her relief was short lived however, when just as quickly the platform disappeared and her feet hit the ground pulling her arms once again taut above her head.  Her eyes regarded him warily, as his face seemed to twist in a fusion of hunger and rage.
“First I’m going to complete the task your precious Sesshomaru started,” his tone was low, almost a growl, “I’m going to claim what has always been mine. You belong to me and now you will learn this and you will watch. Watch and learn that it was I that deserved to taint you. I am the only one worthy of the blackness inside you, Ka…Go…Me,”   Each punctuation of her name was followed by his claws ripping through her shirt to her skin, piercing her flesh as he dragged off the remnants of her shirt.
He regarded her again in silence, snarling when she closed her eyes in pain. A loud cracking sound made her eyes open in shock. She stared in horrified wonder not even registering that the sound came from the thin board in Naraku’s hand connecting with her back . He swung again and this time she cried out from the force of the blow.
“You will not shut me out. You will watch every second of every moment with me or I will only increase your pain. You will know who owns you and I will see the second you break.”
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Look in my face, stare in my soul ..
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His words were husky, barely words tittering on growls. He can up behind her ripped her skirt and panties off and then started laughing quietly.
“Will you not beg Kagome? Are you so ready to be defiled you can’t force yourself to fight?” He taunted dragging his hand across her slowly bleeding side.
Coming to stand in front of her he undid the ties to his hakamas and his laugh deepened, as he watched her eyes widen in shock of seeing his manhood spring to life. His laughed died down to a salacious grin as he smeared her blood around his phallus never breaking eye contact with her.  
“Surely, you know what this is my pretty one?” He teased, edging close to her until she could feel it against her belly .
“How long I’ve waited for this day, for those eyes to be on me as a man…male,” He corrected himself glaring at her as she managed to form a pained smirk.
“You can’t even lie to yourself, can you Naraku? You’re just a pathetic hanyou, with a pathetic excuse for a manhood!” She sneered low, her voice barely higher than a whisper and she willed her throat not to crack.
Growling he slapped her hard, and bounded behind her. Positioning himself behind her and between her already shackled and spread legs he gripped her hips firmly waiting for her focus to return and her to find his face in the mirror.
Look in my face, stare in my soul

“I am going to take you in every way, slowly. You are going to forget everything outside of these walls, outside of my thrusts,” He paused and forced her back onto him, successfully impaling her onto him and started talking again after her initial wail died off.

“You will wish for me to stop. You will hate me and then you will hate them for not coming for the …worthless…miko…copy,” He slammed into her, reveling in the tightness, pleased by her blood’s lubrication, “and then you will want my touch, want me because you will come to know that...no...one…will ever save…you...from me,”  He lost himself then and gave way to finding the carnal delight in her ill-prepared body.

His hands foundling her and holding her in place. Every now and then he would pick up the pace, when he felt her trying to lose herself to what was happening, alternating the application of pain, her eyes remained locked on him. Then suddenly he pulled out of her and the restraints against her arms relaxed that she fell to the floor. Suddenly he was on top of her, his hands everywhere, his manhood spearing so deep inside her and she could not restrain her sobs, as he bit along her chest. His thrusts became erratic as he held her face in his hands.  She recoiled as she felt his heavy, heated breath as his face twisted in pleasure that he was receiving from her body.  He growled and pulled out of her, flipping over and onto her unsteady hands and bloody knees. He stilled behind her holding her up and to him and just waited. Her heart beat quickened as her mind raced as to what he planned to do next.

‘How long will he continue this?’ She questioned unsure how long she would last before she would break. It felt like it was never-ending and as if his desire would never be sated. Frightened her eyes locked with his in the reflection of the mirror and her blood froze at the look on his face. It reminded her of Inuyasha’s demon side, his face twisted and eyes glazed and redder, darker.
Positioning himself fully  at the entrance of her anus he sneered at his mouth twisting in a malicious grin as he mouth the words “You are mine” and thrust himself fully into her virgin anal canal.
The last sight Kagome saw was those red glowing eyes, as her screams filled the room and she succumbed to the darkness.
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‘Sleep, my little one and I will watch you grow. Slumber, my precious one while our watered plans grow. When you awaken, it will be to dark and not to light.  You will rise not to pleasure but pain, and anguish with no respite. However, this will be your making, the defining moment during the darkest moment of your plight. So when the darkness overwhelms you, give into it and do not fight’
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