Captured

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Kagome awoke incoherent and terribly sore. Her wrists were raw from being chained to the ceiling. She was suspended from it, with her knees on the stone floor. The room was cold and her priestess garment did little to help her.
“Where, where am I?” She whispered to herself.
There were cuts along her body; she had been scratched by something.
Naraku.
“My village…oh God.”
Kagome struggled against her restraints until a cold voice stopped her.

“I seriously doubt God is here. Perhaps you’ll allow me to substitute?”
Kagome glared at him, not being able to think of something to reply to such a brash statement.
He walked in with his infamous smirk, but without his cloak. He wore no shirt with black drawstring pants.
“Let me go Naraku, I swear I’ll…”
Kagome let her retort fall as he disappeared behind her. She jumped as his hot hands slid down her stretched arms.
“How much money do you think you’ll make me? I know a few men who would get some kicks from fucking a pure priestess.”
Kagome shivered as his hands slipped to her breasts. The fabric seemed like nothing as he dug his demon claws into her tender skin, evoking a cry from her. The blood stained her robe a darker crimson.
“Or should I keep you myself? The last priestess I had I gave to that hanyou Inuyasha, after I worked my sadism on her of course. She turned into a complete whore. Her name was Kikyo.”
Kagome didn’t respond; she knew no one by that name. Naraku continued to dig his nails into her.
“Shall I do the same to you, little slut?”
Kagome shuddered, “Where are my people?”
Naraku was taken aback for a moment, “Most of the men are dead as are most of the children; we kept only the ones sellable on the market. The women are with my men, either being sold or screwed. Now answer me.”
He squeezed her tighter, making more blood stain her skin.
“Nothing I answer will be right,” Kagome hissed, “I hate you!”
Naraku’s hands tensed, eliciting another scream. Then he released her.
“Fine, little miko. Tonight, you will stay here with no food and no water. Tomorrow, I’ll see how your spirit changes, for you can’t live forever.”
He paced to kneel in front of her. Without warning, he twisted his hand viciously into her hair and pounded his lips upon hers, bruising her. When Kagome could no longer get air he released her with a smirk.
“If I end up not stealing your virginity, I will still have your first kiss miko.”
With that, he stood up and left, leaving Kagome to her tears.

She awoke again sometime in the middle of the night. She had cried herself into a pitiful sleep. Her stomach rumbled and her body ached. She stiffened as a shadow stepped into the room. The heart in her chest began to race in fear.

“Lady Kagome?” The voice whispered, barely audible.
“Who’s there?”
The shadow stepped into the dim light cast by the moon.
“Auran,” Kagome whispered, finding herself with a slight smile at seeing her shrine guardian.
“Milady, you must flee from here. Naraku is evil and you can not be tainted.”
Kagome watched as he skillfully removed her chains. The release of her wrists was heavenly. Kagome rubbed the soreness.
“You must flee to the west and be quick about it. If you can cross the borders, Naraku can’t harm you.”
“And Inuyasha?” Kagome found herself whispering.
“I can’t help you there,” Auran whispered, “I can only buy your time. I can’t come with you, and for that I am sorry. My wife is still here.”
Kagome felt a pang of horrible regret as he hung his head.
“I will be forever grateful,” she said soothingly wrapping her arms around him.

Kagome crept out of the enclosure in the direction Auran had pointed. She prayed to whatever Gods would listen, but feared none would hear her. The camp was having a celebration and all Naraku’s men were around a huge campfire. Kagome snuck expertly into the woods.

The woods were quiet and every sound made Kagome jump. She waited each time for Naraku to come out of no where and grab her, but nothing happened. Fatigue and famishment began to eat away at her after a few hours, but she had to move on. Twigs and thorns snagged her clothes and pierced her skin, but she forced her body to continue. After six hours of walking, Kagome collapsed as the sun rose.

A harsh voice hours later awoke her.
“Look guys! It’s a priestess!”
Kagome lazily awoke as she was turned onto her back. The cuts from Naraku exposed some of the soft flesh of her breasts.
Kagome awoke and jumped back as a hand came towards her body.
“Don’t touch her,” one man hissed, “we must bring her to Inuyasha!”
“Inuyasha?” Kagome whispered. “Inuyasha!”
Kagome jumped to her feet, indignant. She was tired, dirty, and hungry and had not even been away from Naraku for five hours. Already she was being taken again.
“Look I am not in the mood to be bossed around by anyone, least of all men. Leave me alone!”
The men all gave her strange looks.
She attempted to walk away only to be hindered. A man easily grabbed her arms and held them behind her back.
“Let go of me this instant!” Kagome hissed.
The men laughed.
“Master Inuyasha loves mikos, didn’t you hear? Why release you when we’ll be rewarded.”
“Does it not bother you to chain people like chattel?” Kagome seethed struggling against them with the last of her energy.
“Ummm…not really,” one replied.

There were about six or so bandits, and Kagome was very weak. Her hands were tied as they began to drag her further west. She resisted until she fell from exhaustion. One of the men then carried her.
“You know,” another one teased, “the master may slam away on you before we reach the mountain. Then again, the whole camp will hear your screams.”
Kagome’s spirit momentarily fell from her eyes.
“Hush,” the leader carrying her commanded, “there’s no need to scare her right now.”
“You know how he treats his slaves Kinto,” another commented.
The leader growled and the men became silent. Kagome was once again struck with fatigue and fell asleep. Sleep, in her eyes, was so much more pleasant than staying awake.