The Portal

Chapter 16 – The Plan

“Shut your mouth Hanyou. This Sesshomaru will gladly cut out your heart and crush it underfoot.”

Naraku chuckled darkly. He wasn’t about to let Sesshomaru’s threats bother him. Not this time. “The Great Lord Sesshomaru has allowed a slip of a mortal girl to work him around her tiny little finger with her womanly wiles. Absolutely shameful.”

Sesshomaru turned on the hanyou with poison filled dripping claws, and took a swipe at his throat. Naraku, however, was expecting the attack and swiftly dodged.

“Stop it you two!” Kagome growled. Neither of you are having to wear this stupid getup, are you? No! Neither of you has to walk around like some piece of property, do you?! No. I am the only one that is wearing a stupid uncomfortable skin tight leather skirt that is sticking to my ass and a stupid leather bra. I am the only one wearing a STUPID collar around my neck like a damn dog, no offense Sesshomaru, with a frigg’n leash attached! So really I don’t see where either of you should be complaining or harassing anyone here, when I am the only one really suffering!”

Naraku and Sesshomaru stopped in mid attack as Kagome unleashed her pent up fury. They knew she was angry about having to pretend to be Sesshomaru’s slave girl, but considering the clothing that she normally wears this little brown leather getup didn’t appear that much different than what she’s used to.

Apparently it is.

They both watched as she pulled at the short skirt in an attempt to hide a bit more of her flesh. The heat and humidity caused the leather to stick to her skin making the effort futile and rather sensual. Neither male moved, and to anyone who did not know them very well, they appeared to be completely unconcerned with the female. To Kagome, however, she knew exactly what they were thinking and she voiced her opinion on the matter quite loudly, “HENTAI’S!”

Both males grunted as if they couldn’t care less, and Sesshomaru replied, “As I recall, you are the one who volunteered for this. Now quite dawdling and let us be on our way.”

Kagome huffed and fell in behind him. It wasn’t like she had much of a choice, as she was forced to wear this stupid leash, which he held rather arrogantly in his left hand. Had she known all this up front she would have told the humans to free themselves! She then shook her head in defeat. No, she wouldn’t do that. If she could help the humans of this world to be freed, then she would do everything in her power to help. Even if she had to wear this stupid outfit and let Sesshomaru prance around like he was her superior. That thought made her giggle. He really didn’t have to do very much acting. He already thought he was superior to everyone.

After convincing Sesshomaru to let her help the humans, they returned to the headmaster’s villa. Everyone in the Family seemed thrilled to hear that the Exalted One had agreed to help them gain their freedom. They spent the remainder of the night going over the ways of the youkai masters and their slaves. The headmaster felt like the festival being held the next night, would be a perfect time for Kagome to blend in and meet the enemy, so to speak.

The problem with blending was that she had to act the part of slave girl. Sesshomaru seemed a little too eager to take up the role of master, but it wasn’t like she had much of a choice. She couldn’t just stroll in there on her own.

Apparently, from what they were told, the youkai lords favored breeding human women in order to produce hanyou offspring. The offspring were looked down upon and considered just better than slaves themselves. The hanyou apparently were stronger and more resilient than humans, therefore they were better for heavy labor tasks, and since they were not full youkai they could be contained with relative ease.

Each lord would choose strong human females for breeders thus producing the hanyou’s. Even many of the upper society males owned their own set of female breeders and hanyou’s. It was actually considered a status symbol.

The more she learned of their ways, the more disgusted she grew with the way these youkai lords treated people. It was absolutely barbaric, and if she had anything to do with it, things were about to change.

After waking up this morning and having a nice breakfast, the headmaster’s daughter, Kira, brought her this outfit. Kagome didn’t even ask where the collar and leash came from, she didn’t want to know. The hardest part of the whole plan was getting Tala to stay behind. Grandmother Loukie assured them all that Tala would be a dead give away, so he would have to stay behind. It took several hours before her pet finally allowed Sesshomaru to lead her away.

Kagome grumbled to herself once again about her stupid honor and duty, while she glance over to her companions. While Sesshomaru had agreed to let her help, she knew that he and Naraku really wanted to go to this festival because they hoped to find where the keys to the portal were located. While she agreed with them completely, she hoped that she would have time to help these poor people before the keys were found. She had a pretty good idea that Sesshomaru and Naraku would waste no time, once the keys were located, in activating the portal in order to return home.

No matter how uncomfortable she was with the entire situation, she had to agree on one thing. Both of her companions looked especially appealing in their regal clothing. As luck would have it, a seamstress for Lord Anubis lived in the village, and she had several articles of clothing that could be worn by Sesshomaru and Naraku.

Kagome smiled, as she watched Sesshomaru ahead of her. He walked with such authority. Everything about him moved in perfect rhythm. He wore white silk hakama’s and matching kimono which had delicate red and golden embroidery stitched along the sleeves and neckline. The obi was gold with a little red on the ends and he carried his faithful swords at his side. He looked every bit the aristocrat, and for some reason Kagome felt pleased with that fact.

She turned her attention on Naraku, who wore a similar design in a navy that was so dark it almost appeared black. It was a simpler version of what Sesshomaru wore, having no delicate stitching or designs. Although he was unarmed, he wore a dark purple obi tied at the waist. It all went very well with his dark hair and personality. Kagome wondered how someone that handsome could be so very evil. She had to be careful not to let her guard down around him, because in this case, looks were definitely deceiving.

Sesshomaru could feel her eyes on his back and smiled. Their little miko had a terrible tendency to get herself in over her head without a thought to her own happiness or welfare. Although she was not pleased with the situation at hand, she had agreed, simply to try and save some useless humans which would probably never really appreciate it.

It had certainly worked out well for Sesshomaru, however, as he landed the position of master. She was to be a newly purchased breeder, who was still untainted by a male. It was simply a divine plan if he had to say so himself, and the little leather thing she was wearing now pleased him to no end. If everything went according to plan, he was expecting to have a very enjoyable evening indeed.

Naraku strolled just a little behind the chained miko. He had to admit, that even though he was disgusted by this whole quest to free the humans, this particular portion of that plan was very delightful. His attention shifted back to Kagome, and he felt his manhood twitch. The short leather skirt was simply too enticing, and if that youkai bastard would disappear for a few choice hours, he would have it wrapped around her waist. Although what she wore covered her most intimate regions, it definitely left much to the imagination. The imagination can be a powerful thing.

He casually reached down and gave himself a little stretch. His cock had gone hard watching her ass bounce along, and now he was in a bit of a predicament. He needed to either relieve himself, which wasn’t really an option at the moment, or think of something else. Naraku ripped his eyes off of the scantily clad miko being pulled along like a good little pet, and focused his attention on Sesshomaru. Immediately he felt himself going limp and sighed in relief. Sesshomaru was just not a turn on.

Kagome almost bumped into Sesshomaru’s back when he suddenly stopped in his tracks. She looked up from the ground and stepped to the side to see what he was looking at. Just ahead the forest opened up to reveal a bustling community, where slaves were scurrying around preparing decorations and such for the festival and youkai walked about shouting orders to them. The pyramid stood in the center of it all, and Kagome could clearly see that unlike the one they were at in the jungle, this one had been well maintained.

Sesshomaru glanced to Naraku and then down to Kagome. He then asked with a twinge of amusement, “Are you ready for this, my little breeder?”