The End of the Demons

All Kagome could think about as she ran down the hotel hallway was, Oh God he knows! It repeated over and over in her head. She was beyond embarrassed. Why did she have to have that dream? She had never had a dream like that before. She had sexual dreams before, but never one involving Sesshomaru and never one that went as far as making her come in her sleep.



She was certainly not upset with the outcome of her dream, just the fact that Sesshomaru was there to witness it. She had never had an orgasm like that when she masturbated. The way that he had his arms around her holding her still, and that sexy voice whispering in her ear, and then those fingers…stop, stop, stop she yelled at herself. She had to stop thinking about the dream. She needed to pay attention to her job. Maybe if she did what Sesshomaru asked he would not bring up her outburst again. More importantly, maybe he would send her out to do more things on her own if he thought that she was competent enough to get things done.



She grabbed a quick breakfast that she could take with her and headed out to do her shopping in a part of the city where she was pretty sure that she could avoid running into anyone that she knew. She made sure to get exactly what he had told her and to be back at their meeting place on time.



Sesshomaru in the mean time went to the business where he had smelled so many of the incarnations. He was disappointed when he got there and found only a couple of the incarnations in attendance. He was about to leave when he over heard the manager talking to the bartender about how busy he expected the club to be that night. Sesshomaru approached the bar where the manager was seated.



“Excuse me,” Sesshomaru stated. “I thought that this establishment had a much larger crowd.”



“It does in the evenings,” the manager replied cheerfully. “We only get a few people in here for the mornings. They are mainly people who work the night shift and come in to unwind with a few drinks before they head home. If you are looking for a crowded club with some beautiful girls, then you should come back tonight.”



As Sesshomaru watched the people in the club, he formed his plan. “I already have a beautiful girl, but I have had a hard time finding a club worthy of our attendance,” Sesshomaru stated in his cold tone.



The manager quickly deduced that Sesshomaru’s manner of speech and body language screamed wealthy businessman and started to speak about what the two could do for one another.



As Sesshomaru approached the restaurant where he was supposed to meet the Miko, he was forming his mental checklist of what they would need to do before they went to the club that night. He was anxious to put his plan into action and take out as many incarnations as possible at that one location. He was ready to finish the task of fixing the jewel so he could return to his old life.



He was pleased when he arrived at the restaurant and sensed that the Miko was already there. She had procured a table towards the back. When he arrived he was also pleased that she was already eating and there was a very rare steak ready for him. He took his seat and started to eat.



Sesshomaru had arrived ten minutes ago and had not said a word to her. He just sat there eating. Occasionally he would look at her, but he did not speak. When he did look at her, she wanted to crawl under the table and away from his gaze. There was something very unnerving about it. She couldn’t put her finger on what it was, but there was definitely something there that had not been there before. Then she remembered the dream and what had happened that morning. She had managed to push it out of her mind most of the day, but now it was back and she was afraid that he was trying to think of the best way to torture her with the embarrassing incident. She decided to try to start a conversation about something else in order to stop him before he could even start.



“I bought everything that you told me to get,” Kagome started cheerfully.



Sesshomaru just watched her and did not respond.



“I went to the other side of the city to a part of town where none of my friends shop to make sure I wouldn’t run into anyone I know,” Kagome continued.



Sesshomaru still gazed at here like he was dissecting her with his eyes and did not speak.



“I hope that you like steak. I wasn’t sure what to order for you,” Kagome tried once more.



Sesshomaru pushed his chair back from the table a bit and lowered his gaze to her legs that were crossed under the table. Kagome had bought a pair of shorts and changed into them at one of the stores so she could be more comfortable in the hot weather while she ran her errands. This meant that Sesshomaru was staring at her bare legs. Since Kagome lacked confidence in herself and her appearance, his attention to her person was making her extremely nervous. She didn’t know what to do, so she did what came naturally to her and lost her temper.



“What the hell are you doing you pervert,” she all but hissed at him.



“Do you dance, Miko?” Sesshomaru asked out of no where totally ignoring everything that she had said over the last few minutes.



Kagome was stunned, but was so glad that he was finally talking that she decided to just go along with his choice of conversation topic.



“Yes,” she replied. “I love to dance.”



“Can I assume that you are good at it then,” he asked.



“Yeah, I think I’m pretty good,” she responded with a smile.



“The establishment frequented by the incarnations is a dance club,” Sesshomaru stated. “We will go there tonight and take out as many as we can. In order to get into the best position to do this, we will need to disguise ourselves and fit in.”



Kagome had a huge smile on her face. She did truly love to dance. She had attended every school dance before she started traveling to the past. When she started living her double life, her attendance to the dances stopped almost completely, but she did still dance alone in her room and even took some aerobics classes with her mother that involved a lot of dancing. She had never been to a real dance club, but she had heard of some of them from her friends.



“What is the name of the club,” she asked.



“Come and Get It,” he responded sounding a little disgusted with the name.



Kagome chuckled, “That’s probably a pretty fitting name if the clubs are as much of a meat market as everyone claims.”



“Meat market?” Sesshomaru questioned.



“Oh, yeah. You’ve probably never heard that term before,” Kagome responded. “A meat market is a place where guys go to pick up women.”



Sesshomaru still looked puzzled, so Kagome tried to explain again, “A place where guys go to get lucky.”



This time Sesshomaru raised an eye brow still not understanding. Kagome decided to be more blunt, “A place where guys go when they are trying to find a woman to have sex with.”



“Ah, so you have heard of this place,” Sesshomaru stated. He was a little surprised that the pure priestess was so anxious to go to this type of place, but he didn’t let it show.



“No, I don’t recognize the name, but I think most of the dance clubs are pretty much the same,” she said.



By now, they had finished eating, paid the bill, and were leaving the restaurant.



“We need to complete a few tasks before we go to the club,” Sesshomaru told her. “We will obtain a new room for our lodging this evening. We will leave our belongings there and shop for appropriate attire. After we are dressed we will go to the club. We need to arrive before the crowd so we can speak to the manager.”



“Why do we need to speak to the manager,” Kagome asked.



“I spoke to him today and he is going to help us fit in. Of course he does not realize this is what he is doing,” Sesshomaru stated arrogantly.



The rest of the trip to the hotel that Sesshomaru wanted to use was made in silence. They checked in and went to the room.



“We need to purchase attire for this evening,” he stated. “They are having something called a theme night. This requires that the females be dressed as some type of animal. I need you to go and purchase your outfit while I go in search of my clothing. Do you think you can handle this task?”



Kagome was a little insulted with his tone, but once again glad that she was being trusted to complete a task on her own. “Sure, I can find an outfit, but what about you, don’t you need my help to find something for yourself?” she asked.



“Human, I am more then capable of dressing myself,” he replied coldly. “You on the other hand may be a different matter. I will look the part of the rich businessman and you need to look like my beautiful and sexy trophy.” He was studying her again. “I guess I shouldn’t expect miracles.”



“Hey,” she yelled. “You Jerk, I can look beautiful. Just wait, I’m gonna make you eat those words.”



She walked out of the room determined to prove exactly how beautiful she could be.



“Two hours Miko,” he yelled after her.



He walked to the balcony which overlooked the front of the hotel. He watched Kagome stomp away from the hotel. He knew that she would do her best feeling that she had something to prove. He loved his ability to manipulate people. It was one of the many things that proved his superior intellect. At least, that is how he looked at it.



He left the hotel a few minutes later to go to the expensive suit store down the street. He was glad that they would have a chance to get more money that evening. The clothing that they had to purchase for the night would pretty much run them dry, and Kagome had explained that they could not continue to use the credit cards in case someone reported them as stolen once the owners were reported missing.



He purchased his suit and waited while the tailor made the appropriate alterations and hemmed the pant’s cuffs and arms of the jacket accordingly.



In the mean time Kagome had gone to a costume shop to find her animal costume. The costume shops were all pretty much the same. Kid’s costumes in the front right of the store, the conservative and safe adult costumes in the back right section of the store, and the sexy women’s costumes along the left hand wall. She went in the door and headed to the left. She was going to show Sesshomaru beautiful and sexy.



She was having trouble finding what she was looking for. There were racks and racks of fairies, witches, geishas, and even religious figures. A sexy nun she laughed to herself, but apparently the costume makers did not think that animals were sexy. She had found several outfits in the conservative section, but she had a feeling that a fully covered lion from the Wizard of Oz was not what Sesshomaru meant when he said appropriate attire.



She tried to imagine how she wanted to dress as she continued to wander through the store. She found herself in front of a rack of accessories. She noticed several head bands with animal ears attached and several different tails that you could attach around your waist. Why would they have ears and tails, but not a full costume, she thought? Then she remembered a scene from one of her favorite movies. In the movie Mean Girls, the popular girls dressed as animals for Halloween. They would wear ears and a tail and some sort of lingerie as their costume.



A large smile appeared on her face as she started to picture her costume for the evening. Now she just needed to decide what animal to be, maybe a sexy bunny. Although most guys would get the playboy reference, she doubted the great Dog Demon would know anything about something like that. So she continued to look, they had cows and pigs, and tigers…oh my. There it is, she thought.



When Kagome arrived back at the room Sesshomaru was already there. Dripping wet with just a towel wrapped around his waist.



“Oh my God!” slipped out of her mouth before she could stop it.



Sesshomaru smirked, “Master or My Lord are acceptable titles, Miko. You do not need to proclaim me as your god.”



“What.. That’s not.. I didn’t.. You are such a jerk..” she stuttered as she ran passed him into the bathroom to get ready.



Proclaim you as my god. She thought angrily as she got in the shower. I’ll show you god, or maybe goddess is more appropriate.



She came out of the bathroom an hour or so later. Sesshomaru had been ready long ago and was waiting for her. He was leaning against the balcony door frame in his black designer suit. With the moonlight reflecting off of his platinum hair, he did look like a god.



Kagome had bought a light floor length cloak at the costume store to cover her very revealing outfit until they got to the club. She came out of the bathroom in the cloak. The only clue to what costume she had chosen were the little white ears on the top of her head.



‘Cat’, thought Sesshomaru as he looked at her. Figures, she would purposely choose the animal that I would naturally dislike the most.



When they arrived outside the club, there were several men lined up waiting to get through security and you could hear the loud music outside. She briefly glanced up at the sign before Sesshomaru led her to a door towards the back of the building. Yep, Cum and Get It. This was the place.



The manager came to the door when Sesshomaru rang the buzzer. The manager took one look at Kagome and seemed pleased.



“You did not lie,” he said with a chuckle.



Once inside, it took Kagome all of 2 minutes to realize that this Dance Club was a Strip Club.



“So here is how it works,” the manager started to explain to Kagome. “We will call you to perform within the next hour. After your performance, you will come back through here and down the hallway to room 7. Everyone who saw you and wants to see more can order some services from the menu.”



“Menu?” she asked.



He handed her a little black binder with a menu inside. It looked like a wine list from an expensive restaurant.



1. Straight sex

2. Oral sex

3. Anal sex



It went on and on with ‘items’ and then combinations of ‘items’.



”The men will arrive to the room with a card that has the numbers of which services they ordered,” he continued to explain not taking any notice that Kagome was on the verge of passing out. “They will give the card to your manager.”



“Manager?” she questioned.



“Yes, your manger,” he repeated and motioned to Sesshomaru. “Once the client is seated, your manager will advise you what to do. There is a curtain that separates the room into 2 parts. You will be able to prepare yourself for each client behind the curtain. That is also where your manager will wait and watch to make sure that the client does not get out of hand. After you are done, your manager will show the client out the back door. This door leads directly from the club to the back of the building. We only allow a client to be with one girl per evening. The clients are not allowed to order more services once they are in the room. Everything that they order is pre-paid. You will receive half of the fees at the end of the night. You will also be able to keep all of the tips that you receive in the room and from your dance. During your dance routine, the men are not allowed to touch you unless you specifically place their hands on your body. They are allowed to insert tips in your g-string, but that is as far as it goes. You are wearing a g-string correct?”



“Yeah,” she replied and blushed.



He nodded and continued, “If they want to touch they have to pay. You will also only strip down to the g-string. Once again, if they want to see more, they need to pay. We have several bouncers to handle any unruly clients, but your manager has also indicated that he will be at the end of the stage for added security. Feel free to interact with your manager while dancing. Sometimes the clients are more willing to order services, if they see a little preview of what’s to come. Your manager has limited you to 10 clients after your dance. If we have additional interest, we may speak to him about a group dance where we bring in several clients at the same time for you to entertain with lap dancing or jerking off. Basically have some fun without having actual sex. I know you will probably be tired after 10 clients. Anyway, you can pick your music on the computer over there. You can see the stage through the curtain at the end of the hall so you can plan your entrance. Our stage manager will speak to you about your entrance about a half hour before you go on. Any refreshments that you require to prepare yourself are on the house.” He went on for a little while longer about where the dressing room was and how all the regular girls were very nice.



Kagome heard bits and pieces of what he said. She was at a strip club, no a sex club where men ordered ‘services’ like take out meals. Yes I would like a number 2, a number 4, and a side of 6. Suddenly the name made sense to her, Cum and Get It. Just like someone about to eat, and of course the spelling of cum. She laughed out loud, which earned her a strange look from the manager and Sesshomaru.



“She always gets a little nervous before a show,” Sesshomaru told the manager, “and she tends to laugh when she is nervous. Could someone bring her some sake? That should calm her down,”



“Of course,” the manager replied. “I am very excited to see your performance.” And with that he left Kagome with Sesshomaru.



Sesshomaru grabbed Kagome and pulled her into room 7 before she could pass out on the floor.



“This is a strip club,” she hissed at him.



“I know what this is, Miko,” he replied calmly. “I told you about it earlier and you seemed very excited, what has changed?”



“You said dance club, not strip club,” she said.



“Are they not the same thing?” he asked.



“No, they are not,” she yelled.



“Oh well, I guess I am not familiar with everything from this time yet,” he replied casually. “However, I see no reason for concern. You assured me that you can dance, so just get on stage and get the job done. We will deal with the incarnations when they come to the room for your services after the dance.”



“What if someone comes to the room that isn’t an incarnation?” she asked.



“I can either deal with them, or you can service them, your choice,” he replied coldly.



She looked up at him with tears in her eyes. “I don’t want to do this,” she choked out before she started to cry.



“Miko, pull yourself together. You will dance and then you will come back here. I will be with you at all times. No one will harm you.” He stated in a slightly warmer tone then what he usually uses with her.



“But everyone will see me almost naked. You will see me almost naked,” she said in almost a whisper.



“I have already seen you almost naked, Miko. Except at the time you were screaming my name. I don’t think you need to worry about being modest around me,” he said with a smirk and then left the room to take his place by the stage.



Well that made her stop crying. She went from upset to pissed off in 5 seconds flat. She made her way back to the dressing room. The girls were really nice, just like the manager said they would be. Once she downed some sake and her nerves started to calm a bit, she noticed that some of the girls wore very elaborate stage makeup. She asked for them to help her achieve the look that she had decided would be perfect for the show and they were happy to help. Some of them got really nervous before their dance routine and liked to have something to concentrate on to pass the time. They also helped her to choose her music, plan her entrance, and even came up with a cute stage name for her.



She was very grateful for their help, and with their reassurance at how cute she looked, decided that she was going to rock this place and that damn dog. How dare he bring up the most embarrassing moment of her life, again?



Just as she was going on her tenth mental tirade about the arrogant demon lord, the stage

manager came to get her. She was up next.



She took a deep breath, tried to remember everything that she had ever learned in strip aerobics, and took her place on stage.



Sesshomaru waited at the end of the stage. He was hoping that the Miko could pull this off, but he had his doubts. He was already making contingency plans and making sure he knew the layout of the club in case they needed to escape in a hurry.



“And now gentlemen,” the DJ announce. “Give a warm welcome to one of our new girls. She’s beautiful, she’s frisky, and what a nice tail. Here’s Hachi.”



The stage was dark. You could just barely make out a silhouette leaning against one of the polls. A slow music started to play and one light came on to focusing on Kagome. She had her back against the poll, with her head leaning back. The light showed her face which now had a crescent moon on her forehead and two magenta strips on each cheek. The white fuzzy ears showed on the top of her head. Only the people on the sides of the stage could see the white fuzzy tail that stuck out from the back. She had on a two piece black silk outfit that was trimmed in white fur. The top was a bustier and the bottom was a very short skirt. She also had an extra piece of white fur wrapped around her neck that looked like a boa, but was made out of fur instead of feathers.



Sesshomaru just about fell off of his chair. She was dressed as a dog, not a cat like he originally thought, but more importantly he was livid that she dared to place his markings on her face!! He was going to make her pay for that insult. He was just starting to think of the many ways to torture the Miko when the music abruptly changed from slow to a very fast techno version of who let the dogs out and she started to move.



Kagome owned the stage. She used the poles, she performed some tumbling, and she danced like a person possessed while she removed her clothes. The guys at the club went crazy and crowded the stage to get closer. The only person they could not seem to push out of the way was Sesshomaru. He had stood up from his chair when the men had started to press forward and he now stood at the end of the stage.



As Kagome danced, she kept glancing at Sesshomaru. He never looked away from her. It was like he was following her every move and he actually looked surprised. She had broken the expressionless mask. She could not have been more proud of herself. She wanted to see if she could break it a little further.



After she had removed all of her clothes with the exception of her g-string she got on her hands and knees, locked her eyes with Sesshomaru, and slowly started to crawl to the end of the stage where he stood. Her face was just a couple of inches from his. She looked like she was going to kiss him, but at the last second she quickly licked his nose and backed away.



After spinning around, she looked to see if she had made him change his expression and found herself staring at a pair of very red eyes.



“Uh Oh,” she gulped.