Miroku and Kagome: 36 tales of love and lust
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InuYasha › Het - Male/Female › Miroku/Kagome
Rating:
Adult ++
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29
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11,732
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3
Recommended:
2
Currently Reading:
2
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Making Up for Bad Things - Theme: Spank
disclaimer: The characters and world of InuYasha are not mine, they are property of Rumiko Takahashi, Shogakukan, Yomiuri TV, Sunrise, and Viz. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Warnings: BDSM, Spanking, Masturbation
A/N: More shameless BDSM PWP. OMG!
Making Up for Bad Things
By Sarga
Kagome stood over her suspended lover, revelling in the sight of his helplessness. Kagome reached forward and tested the ball-gag she had placed in his mouth to make sure it was secure. With smooth motions, Kagome caressed his body, travelling down the curve of his back to her destination.
With a sharp crack, Kagome gave Miroku's bottom a hard spank.
“You realize that you have a lot to make up for, right?”
Miroku was wide-eyed, but obviously excited, the evidence being his still-hardened cock that danced as he tried to squirm away from a second harsh crack.
“Trust me, you don't want to do that...” Kagome's voice was teasing. She knew he wouldn't necessarily be willing to subject himself to his punishment, but that he was so obvious about trying to escape made it so much easier to move to the next level.
“Fine, then, if you're going to be difficult...” Kagome trailed off, leaving Miroku panting behind his ball-gag. Reaching into her bag, Kagome brought out a broad black paddle, the likes of which Miroku had never seen before. “This'll get you nice and warmed up.” Kagome grinned as she brought the paddle down on Miroku's backside. It was about as effective as her hand, but didn't have the drawback of wearing out.
Several short swipes later, Kagome could see the effects of her handywork, the reddening of his ass cheeks bright compared to the rest of his body.
“This is for all the women you've flirted with, groped, and oogled.” Kagome chuckled as she watched Miroku's cock visibly throb with her assault.
“Worst of all...” Kagome dropped the paddle and reached into her bag for another device. The longer leather switch had a small paddle on the end of it. With this riding crop she tapped lightly at his tightened sack. “Worst of all, you fucked them...” Kagome brought the switch down sharply, not enough to cause damage, but enough to crack against his shaft and sack. “...with this!”
Miroku moaned hard against his gag, his throbbing cock aching for release. A release that wasn't coming any time soon.
Walking so that Miroku's face was in her crotch, Kagome pulled him until his face was almost touching her shaven lips.
“You know what? I think you should see what it's like for someone to fuck without you!” Kagome wrapped one of her legs around the ropes keeping Miroku suspended. Standing on one leg with Miroku's head almost touching her hungry depths, Kagome spread herself wide, showing him what he couldn't have.
With both hands, Kagome fingered, pinched and caressed her pussy, bringing herself to orgasm twice before her shaking legs threatened to collapse out from underneath her.
Kagome let go of the rope that she had used to pull him closer and Miroku could feel himself start to swing back and forth. As he watched the ground two feet beneath him, Miroku realized that not only was he swinging back and forth, but he was also being slowly winched around. With an awkward crane of his neck, Miroku looked over his shoulder and watched as Kagome worked an remarkably elaborate pulley system until Miroku was facing upwards, his legs and arms pulling upward so he looked like a strangely deformed U.
Once again exposed, Miroku felt the crack of the riding crop dangerously close to his throbbing cock and balls. Over and over, the hot licks of leather brought him closer and closer, but not quite far enough.
Kagome switched to her bare hand, swatting at Miroku's reddened flesh, making sure to brush dangerously close to his exposed and erect sex.
“You haven't made up for it yet!” Kagome muttered, her hands spanking in machine-gun sharp bursts...
before seizing his shaft with her over-warm hand.
Crying out as Kagome stroked him, Miroku could feel his balls tighten with the nearness of his explosion. Kagome's soft hands worked him expertly and he was a gonner. The feeling of his ejaculate spilling warm and wet onto his own belly was an odd sensation. Almost as odd as Kagome's tongue lapping quickly after it.
“Mmm,” Kagome moaned into his belly. “That makes up for it.”
With a delicate kiss to Miroku's abdomen, Kagome eased back and looked into her still full bag of goodies.
What would be next? Decisions, decisions...
Warnings: BDSM, Spanking, Masturbation
A/N: More shameless BDSM PWP. OMG!
Making Up for Bad Things
By Sarga
Kagome stood over her suspended lover, revelling in the sight of his helplessness. Kagome reached forward and tested the ball-gag she had placed in his mouth to make sure it was secure. With smooth motions, Kagome caressed his body, travelling down the curve of his back to her destination.
With a sharp crack, Kagome gave Miroku's bottom a hard spank.
“You realize that you have a lot to make up for, right?”
Miroku was wide-eyed, but obviously excited, the evidence being his still-hardened cock that danced as he tried to squirm away from a second harsh crack.
“Trust me, you don't want to do that...” Kagome's voice was teasing. She knew he wouldn't necessarily be willing to subject himself to his punishment, but that he was so obvious about trying to escape made it so much easier to move to the next level.
“Fine, then, if you're going to be difficult...” Kagome trailed off, leaving Miroku panting behind his ball-gag. Reaching into her bag, Kagome brought out a broad black paddle, the likes of which Miroku had never seen before. “This'll get you nice and warmed up.” Kagome grinned as she brought the paddle down on Miroku's backside. It was about as effective as her hand, but didn't have the drawback of wearing out.
Several short swipes later, Kagome could see the effects of her handywork, the reddening of his ass cheeks bright compared to the rest of his body.
“This is for all the women you've flirted with, groped, and oogled.” Kagome chuckled as she watched Miroku's cock visibly throb with her assault.
“Worst of all...” Kagome dropped the paddle and reached into her bag for another device. The longer leather switch had a small paddle on the end of it. With this riding crop she tapped lightly at his tightened sack. “Worst of all, you fucked them...” Kagome brought the switch down sharply, not enough to cause damage, but enough to crack against his shaft and sack. “...with this!”
Miroku moaned hard against his gag, his throbbing cock aching for release. A release that wasn't coming any time soon.
Walking so that Miroku's face was in her crotch, Kagome pulled him until his face was almost touching her shaven lips.
“You know what? I think you should see what it's like for someone to fuck without you!” Kagome wrapped one of her legs around the ropes keeping Miroku suspended. Standing on one leg with Miroku's head almost touching her hungry depths, Kagome spread herself wide, showing him what he couldn't have.
With both hands, Kagome fingered, pinched and caressed her pussy, bringing herself to orgasm twice before her shaking legs threatened to collapse out from underneath her.
Kagome let go of the rope that she had used to pull him closer and Miroku could feel himself start to swing back and forth. As he watched the ground two feet beneath him, Miroku realized that not only was he swinging back and forth, but he was also being slowly winched around. With an awkward crane of his neck, Miroku looked over his shoulder and watched as Kagome worked an remarkably elaborate pulley system until Miroku was facing upwards, his legs and arms pulling upward so he looked like a strangely deformed U.
Once again exposed, Miroku felt the crack of the riding crop dangerously close to his throbbing cock and balls. Over and over, the hot licks of leather brought him closer and closer, but not quite far enough.
Kagome switched to her bare hand, swatting at Miroku's reddened flesh, making sure to brush dangerously close to his exposed and erect sex.
“You haven't made up for it yet!” Kagome muttered, her hands spanking in machine-gun sharp bursts...
before seizing his shaft with her over-warm hand.
Crying out as Kagome stroked him, Miroku could feel his balls tighten with the nearness of his explosion. Kagome's soft hands worked him expertly and he was a gonner. The feeling of his ejaculate spilling warm and wet onto his own belly was an odd sensation. Almost as odd as Kagome's tongue lapping quickly after it.
“Mmm,” Kagome moaned into his belly. “That makes up for it.”
With a delicate kiss to Miroku's abdomen, Kagome eased back and looked into her still full bag of goodies.
What would be next? Decisions, decisions...