InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ You're My Everything ❯ The Punishment ( Chapter 7 )

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WARNINGS: This chapter will contain yaoi lemon, incest, anal, D/s, BDSM, torture, slave, humil. HARD CORE YAOI, PEOPLE.

 

7. The Punishment.

 

Sesshoumaru stood up slowly, gracefully. There was a faint smile playing about his lips; Inuyasha saw it and felt sweat break out on his brow.

 

“Inuyasha…” Sesshoumaru murmured in that deep, sinful voice that had haunted Inuyasha's dreams for months. Inuyasha trembled. He braced himself for the pain he was sure was about to be visited upon him.

 

“Come here.” Almost without conscious thought, Inuyasha obeyed and came to stand in front of him.

 

“Get down.” Inuyasha dropped to his knees promptly at the command.

 

When Sesshoumaru simply stood there and didn't say anything further, he glanced up at him hesitantly to find the Lord staring at him intently. He blushed and looked down again, eyes level with Sesshoumaru's bright obi. He reached up tentatively to undo the complicated knot.

 

Sesshoumaru backhanded him so hard, he collapsed to the ground with a gasp. He remained there, not daring to look up, eyes trained on Sesshoumaru's boots.

 

Sesshoumaru kicked out hard on the chest so that he was forced to roll over and lie on his back. He did nothing to resist but lay there unmoving, staring up at the taiyoukai. Sesshoumaru placed one foot solidly on his chest and pressed down, looking at him with arrogant, impassive eyes. Inuyasha glanced from him to the foot heavy on his chest. Sesshoumaru stared at him with his piercing eyes and said one word that hit Inuyasha like a thunderbolt.

 

“Lick.”

 

He wanted him to…lick…his boots.

 

No way! There was no damn way he was ever gonna do that! He was a damn prince too, fuck it! There was no way he was going to lower himself to do that! He turned to glare defiantly at the demon but one commanding look from those molten gold eyes and he knew he would do that and more because he could not even imagine losing the God now looking down so disdainfully at him. There would be nothing left of his pride if this demon had his way. And in his heart, Inuyasha knew that Sesshoumaru always had his way.

 

Eyes shut tightly, Inuyasha lay there frozen when he felt the boot being removed and he knew that the demon Lord was waiting to see if he would comply.

 

He slowly turned over and once again resumed his position on his knees and glanced up once before bringing his eyes back down to the no doubt expensive boots.

 

Slowly, agonizingly, he bent over and brought his mouth to kiss them, tears threatening to spill from his eyes at the ultimate humiliation. When Sesshoumaru did not move, he slowly brought his tongue to one and licked slowly. Sesshoumaru growled approvingly.

He brought his tongue back in and tasted the salty, bitter taste. Then he did it again.

 

Sesshoumaru looked down at the humiliated boy at his feet and felt his dick stir at the extreme submission; from an independent and dominant person like Inuyasha, no less. A cruel smile played about his lips. Poor thing.

 

And still he let him continue, for what seemed like an interminable length of time to Inuyasha. Until finally-

 

“Enough.”

 

Inuyasha stopped and sat up on his knees, not looking up, not daring to raise his eyes. Sesshoumaru brought two elegant fingers to his chin and forced him to look up at him, the hanyou's eyes shining with shame and adoration and desperation. Then he stepped back, never breaking eye contact with the kneeling boy.

 

Inuyasha stared at him hypnotized till he felt the sharp sting of Sesshoumaru's whip on his back. He cried out, back arching. One stroke and the great Inuyasha was gasping in pain. Incredible.

 

He raised his eyes to see Sesshoumaru, pale and magnificent in the moonlight like a deadly angel, lethal whip at his fingertips, eyes afire with sadistic pleasure.

 

Inuyasha shivered involuntarily. The demon Lord was ethereal and for the first time Inuyasha understood why he was feared through the Western Lands. The Killing Perfection. And Inuyasha had been foolish enough to incur his wrath.

 

Sesshoumaru snapped the whip, back down on his back, the borrowed kimono falling away to the ground in shreds. Another strike and the skin split, blood rushing from the burning wound. Sesshoumaru allowed him no reprieve, bring the whip down again and again, swift and merciless. Before long, Inuyasha was crying out and then screaming.

 

Again and again the predator struck out, the scent of blood rising heavily in the air, the scent that was such an aphrodisiac to the enraged demon Lord.

 

Inuyasha was now panting harshly, his heart clenching painfully at the sight of the beautiful demon Lord raining down lashes on his defenseless back. It occurred to Inuyasha just how angry the taiyoukai still was, despite his calm and plaid exterior.

 

Then suddenly, the whip was around his wrists, drawing them together pulling him forward, making him fall roughly to the ground. One lash and his hakama were shredded as well and the next blow fell on his unprotected ass. And another. Then another. The once pale, flawless bottom decorated with fresh red welts, drawing blood, leaving a mark- and Inuyasha understood that this was Sesshoumaru's version of a spanking.

 

The whipping continued for hours, the pace, form and intensity of blows alternating, giving Inuyasha no opportunity to get used to the pain.

 

Finally, the demon Lord stopped and Inuyasha just lay there, panting harshly. Sesshoumaru slowly walked towards him coming to stand over him, inspecting his handiwork. Inuyasha did not even look up at him, mind reeling from the pain.

 

Sesshoumaru knelt, one hand caressing gently over the wounded backside earning gasps of pain from his victim. Then a finger neared his asshole and Inuyasha moaned despite the pain, to feel his elder brother's finger slowly being pushed into the puckered hole. A second finger entered and Inuyasha could not help wriggling.

 

“Such a whore, Inuyasha,” Sesshoumaru muttered, “Whimpering for my attention while just a moment ago you were crying at the pain dealt by these very hands…”

 

Inuyasha gasped and shut his eyes tightly. He was right. He was right. He, Inuyasha, was nothing but a slut, worse than a whore, moaning like a bitch in heat for the touch of the same demon who whipped him ruthlessly just a few moments ago.

 

And yet he continued pumping his fingers into the boy's ass, being careful to not touch the injured ass. Inuyasha opened his eyes, felling a glimmer of hope that maybe the demon Lord was satisfied with his punishment. Perhaps he was forgiven…

 

Removing the fingers, Sesshoumaru grasped Inuyasha's hips with claw-tipped fingers and thrust in, groin and thighs slapping hard against the freshly wounded ass making Inuyasha scream, eyes watering from the sharp pain of the penetration and the burning pain on his ass.

 

Fisting his wild hair with one hand, Sesshoumaru pulled Inuyasha's upper body sharply, forcing him to arch his back, forcing his cock deeper. Inuyasha gasped in pain and then pleasure as Sesshoumaru hit that spot inside him. Sesshoumaru chuckled icily in his ear.

 

“Little bitch…is this what you wanted…tell me, did the other demon satisfy you so…”

 

Inuyasha's eyes widened as he realized Sesshoumaru had smelled Kaitou on him. Oh shit…

 

“N-no…aniki-sama…there was no other…I just-“

 

Sesshoumaru's hand in his hair tightened painfully and Inuyasha winced.

 

“Oh really…is that why he had his hand down your pants?”

 

Inuyasha remained silent.

 

“Or is it that the slut allows just anyone to fuck him?

 

The injustice of this rankled and spurred him to speech.

 

“What do you care who I sleep with?? You're the one who…with Kouga-“

 

Unable to articulate it, Inuyasha looked away and fell silent.

 

Sesshoumaru pulled him in even closer, thrusting hard and deep and holding him there, making it impossible for trapped half-demon to pull away.

 

“Make no mistake, little brother, you are mine.” Inuyasah tried to squirm, get away from the giant intruder so deep in his ass, but it was impossible.

 

“My whore, my slut. If I tell you to fuck someone, you do it. If I tell you to suck Kouga off, you do it. You have no say in the matter. But if you think even for a second that I will let you sleep with whoever you want, you are sadly mistaken.”

 

The threat behind the words made the helpless boy shiver. But he couldn't help himself.

 

“And what about you, aniki? What about…him?”

 

Abruptly, Sesshoumaru released him and pulled out, only to thrust in languidly. He brought his mouth almost gently on his cheek. Inuyasha could feel the smile in the words.

 

“Did you imagine you could tell me what to do, hanyou? Did you think I would remain faithful to you or some such nonsense?” Inuyasha whimpered at the cold words.

 

An iron hand clamped around his waist and crushed him against the taiyoukai's chest.

 

“I fuck who I want, when I want.” Warm breath made the boy tremble. “You can only fuck who I order you to.”

 

The blatant injustice of this brought tears sliding down his cheeks but it also made him feel strangely warm and sent a fresh wave of arousal through his body. He knew what he was; a pet, a toy for the immensely powerful immortal currently fucking his brains out. Toys don't get a say in what their masters do. Master can have other toys if he wants. He knew this. And this was only proof. And that just meant that he would have to work hard to keep him entertained.

 

“I…understand…Master…”

 

“Consider this your final warning, Inuyasha. If I ever find that you have let anyone else touch you, you will suffer-”

 

He reached around their bodies and gripped Inuyasha's straining shaft painfully hard and squeezed.

 

Inuyasha cried out.

 

“-and he will die.”

 

Inuyasha nodded desperately.

 

Sesshoumaru drew back slightly and released him, then continued to fuck him at the same slow pace that made Inuyasha squirm and wriggle.

 

“What do you want?”

 

Inuyasha gasped and whimpered. “I-I…I want…need you to-“

 

Lethal fangs scrapped along the side of his neck and Inuyasha tilted his head to the side, giving the elder brother more access to ravage him.

 

“Sesshoumaru-sama, please!”

 

“Please what?”

 

“Please fuck me!”

 

“But I am fucking you, little one.”

 

Inuyasha whined in frustration. “Take me hard, aniki-sama…make me bleed, make me scream, I don't care just please…I need you!”

 

“And why should I, slut? Why don't you go to him instead? Why did you come back, Inuyasha?”

 

“He is…nothing, my Lord. I can't…..I cannot live without you…I need you to touch me, own me……I am your pet, your slave…..please, do what you want with me..I-“

 

The rant was cut off as a particularly hard thrust made him gasp, fingers clenching in the dirty ground beneath him. A sharp pain lanced through his back and he realized that the demon Lord had made a deep cut across his back with his claw. Damn it, he was still pissed…

 

Sesshoumaru now ran his tongue over the bleeding cut, the miniscule amount of poison he had injected not allowing the injuries to heal.

 

“Do you like the pain, Inuyasha?”

 

Eyes shut tight, Inuyasha concentrated on breathing. Yes, he liked pain. He was a masochist after all. But the taiyoukai's anger was frightening.

 

“If it pleases you, my Lord.”

 

Sesshoumaru pushed him down, forcing his head to the ground and holding it there with one hand on his neck. Then he began thrusting again, now hard and fast.

 

Inuyasha sighed in pleasure.

 

But then the force of the thrusts increased. Inuyasha screamed. This was…it was too much!

 

“Sesshoumaru-sama!” he cried. “Please, I can't….hurts.”

 

Sesshoumaru smiled ferally, eyes half-lidded with pleasure at hearing the poor hanyou's cries and pleas. “Take your punishment, Inuyasha.”

 

The brutal pace continued well into the night; Sesshoumaru, intoxicated with power and his prey's fear and surrender and Inuyasha, aroused and hurt and frightened and confused.

 

Finally, the demon Lord's thrusts began to grow erratic. He grasped Inuyasha's member and brought him to a mind blowing climax with a few swift strokes, whereas he himself pulled out and came on the half-demon's back.

 

Sesshoumaru swiftly got up and off him while Inuyasha lay there panting, trying to recover, every muscles screaming in protest at the abuse his body had endured that night.

 

Sesshoumaru looked down at the boy at his feet and still felt unsatisfied, anger simmering. This boy, this half breed had dared to run away, dared to defy him. It was a transgression punishable only by death.

 

Inuyasha looked up at his elder brother staring down at him, and felt his heart break at the look he was receiving. Scorn and anger and disgust. No, no, no, no, no he couldn't bear it! Any punishment, anything the Lord did to him, he could bear but not this, not this…rejection.

 

He pushed himself up ignoring the pain in his entire body at the movement and threw himself at the Lord's feet.

 

“Aniki-sama, please! Don't…don't look at me like that…the way you used to before…the way you used to before I belonged to you. I'm yours, brother. I still belong to you….please…do what you want…anything at all…punish me for my mistake but please, take me again….make me yours forever, aniki-sama. Bind me to you so I can never go away again even if I want to.”

 

Sesshoumaru looked down at him impassively. Forgiveness had never been one of his strong points and Inuyasha had betrayed him. Whatever punishment he gave him, things would never be the same again.

 

Inuyasha saw the look on his face. He pulled himself up and brought his legs under him to kneel formally and bowed.

 

“I understand,” he said in a dull voice. “You will never forgive me.”

 

The sentence spoken out loud brought the reality home to the youkai Prince.

 

“But I belong to you, Master, whether you want me or not. I understand…I am not worthy to serve one such as you. My life…”

 

Inuyasha paused and looked to the side, contemplating.

 

“My like has belonged to you since the day I was born. Please, end it now, aniki-sama. It will be an honor…to die by your hands.”

 

He tilted his head back in submission and closed his eyes, baring his throat, offering himself up.

 

Sesshoumaru's hand reached out to wrap around his throat lightly, long, elegant fingers circling the fragile neck.

 

Inuyasha. The bane of his existence. His father's disgrace. The weakness of his house. Half-demon. Half-breed.

 

The fingers tightened around the throat.

 

Inuyasha betrayed him.

 

Sesshoumaru felt a surge of fury and the hand around Inuyasha's throat squeezed.