InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ This Thing Called Destiny. ❯ Beautiful Sounds. ( Chapter 17 )

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

Naraku is one sick bastard.

Warnings: Spanking (obviously), implied non-consensual, bondage.

A/N: I, too, am a sick bastard for writing this� but I felt like something really dark and disturbing. Note that this does not turn me on in the least; I�m just impressed with my ability to write this darkly.

Written for IYHedonism's Week 71 prompt: Spank.

Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy / Drama / Romance | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 10.13.2009 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.1K | Visits: 276 | Status: Completed

IYHedonism Week 71: Spank

Title: Beautiful sounds.

Author: Sun

Rating: Adult++

Genre: Canon, Divergence

Word Count: 555

Summary: Naraku is one sick bastard.

Warnings: Spanking (obviously), implied non-consensual, bondage.

A/N: I, too, am a sick bastard for writing this… but I felt like something really dark and disturbing. Note that this does not turn me on in the least; I'm just impressed with my ability to write this darkly.

I relish the feel of your hair as it knots in my fingers. The frightened squeak you make forces a growl from my chest, and I snarl lustfully at you. There's just something about your bound, naked form that causes my entire body to stiffen - my dick especially.

Your thin body writhes wantonly beneath me, eyes widened in something similar to fear, mouth opened wide and gasping for air. I listen as your lungs fill with sweet, fresh air, and then you let it all come gushing out of that same, gorgeous mouth. You have used that very mouth to curse my name, to berate your companions, to lie to your bitch.

Such thick, illustrious hair you have, my dear, I muse as fist it in my hand, yanking it roughly toward me. You grunt in pain as I do, and I snicker at the sound as my loins stir without my permission. Enraged suddenly by the unwanted movement between my legs, I yell - just noise at first, but, soon, the noise becomes words, and, soon after that, the words begin to make sense. “You fucking bitch! You think I want you? No, I think it's you who wants me!”

I stand with ease, your hair still bunched in my hand; as your limp body slides across the clear floor, your scalp burning from the tug-of-war it is playing against my more than capable hand, I hear you cry out loudly, your agony ringing in my ears.

“Such beautiful sounds you make.”

I hum lightly as I make my way down the narrow, dark corridor, dragging you along behind me. Your cries soon turn to depressed whimpers as we travel across my dimly lit castle, arriving soon at the door to my private chambers.

Inside, there is only a tatami mat and a simple, wooden chair.

“You know,” I say clearly as I take my rightful seat in the chair, spreading you easily across my lap, “these four walls have beheld so much pain, so much torment.”

My hand twitches in the air, and it comes down hard on your bare, plump ass. This is only the first of many, so you make no sound. I snicker darkly, knowing that will soon change.

After six, you are gasping for more air, my beauty. Sweat coats your lean figure, and you are shaking. “You try too hard to keep quiet,” I murmur coaxingly, full of confidence myself. After all, I have done this several times. “Just let it go, my vixen. Let it go.”

The sound of my hand slapping hard against your ass reverberates through my private chambers, and I suck in a deep, satisfied breath when your cry reaches my ears.

“That's it,” I whisper as I spank you again and again... and again. Each time the palm of my hand connects with your reddening backside, your cries of shame become louder. Soon, my cock begins to quiver beneath you, rising until I can feel the tip brushing against your taut stomach.

Soon, your friends will storm my castle, searching for you; perhaps I will allow them to “rescue” you. After all, every villain knows that the chase is much sweeter than the victory.

“Is it time, Inuyasha, to fuck you like you were meant to be fucked?”

Oh, what beautiful sounds you make…