The Principle of Evil Made Flesh

Kagome woke up to feel slime on her skin, a rock in her lower back and the upside-down phosphorescence of Naraku’s lair. Blinking in the darkness, the girl could just barely make out a long pale greenish form coming towards what she could only decide was her upside-down, chained to a rock.

As the slow deliberate form came into her dim sight, Kagome recognized Naraku. A white river of pale flesh down his chest suddenly denied her view; the darkest indigo silk she’d ever seen hung low on his thin hips and what she thought was an open silk robe moved, casting slick glimmers as it roved over its master’s beloved form. Naraku wore his thick, strange hair down, unbound, free. He looked, albeit upside-down, so very beautiful and full of deadly grace that Kagome’s heart began to flutter around in the cage of her chest. She was afraid of him; she was on fire for him and caught between the tidal opposites in her mind, lay still and transfixed, breathing hard in the damp darkness.

Her master continued his slow advance and just out of her reach, he stopped. Kagome laved his bare skin with her hungry eyes. Entranced in a steady parade of depravities that flashed through her mind’s eye, the priestess nearly missed the low deep voice when it spoke.

“The jewel wants me to serve as your slave, Kagome. Do you want me to get on my knees and kiss the stones at your feet?”

Was this a trick question? Mind awhirl, the inverted miko wracked her brain for the correct answer, the one that would make him whip out his hard flesh and allow her the pleasure of sucking it dry!

“Answer me, you stupid bitch!” Naraku roared suddenly, making her jump.

“No. Master, I serve you! The Shikon no Tama lies, it is evil – it has only been nothing but evil and those who desire it never know a moment’s peace or happiness! Please don’t kill me, Naraku!” spilled out of the girl in hysterical pressure, even as her body begged him to conquer it and let her conquer him in return.

“Kill you… that is a good idea. But I think instead that I will serve you, one last time before your unfortunate demise at my hands. Call it a parting gift, my Kagome.” Naraku purred and began to loosen the ties on his hakama.

Kagome knew this would happen, and turning her head from her demon lover before her, she began to sob. The jewel at her throat pulsed and flared, swallowing her misery and fear with great relish. The priestess’s midnight-colored reiki flared around her and began swirling into the eternal hunger of the crystallized avatar of the evil found within all human hearts. Kagome’s desire for Naraku led her to regret. Her regret led her to suffering and her suffering gave her the capacity to hate and the will to dominate, conquer, covet. Her energy flowed within the hateful jewel and there it fed the malicious sphere’s eldritch power.

Naraku’s short hairs rose and stood on end at the thought of such power at his command, making him instantly hard. He had only to separate the girl from the jewel and make his wish. It was that simple; only the timing needed to be complex. For once, the calculating hanyou decided he would follow his instincts and strike when his gut commanded.

But now, now he was going to fuck. The need to do so was painful and intense!

“Look at me, little girl.” He ground out to the weeping sacrifice before him.

“Look at me, Kagome.”

Her umber eyes reluctantly met his glowing crimson.

Kneeling down to whisper in her captive ear, Naraku’s deep voice stroked her soul with all the false magnanimity he could muster.

“Please your Master and I might just let you live. Show me you are more fun alive than dead, little slave.” he lied and gently kissed her small ear, which earned him a delicious moan. Kagome decided she might as well try; it was all she wanted to do and had been for some time. She ached, body and soul, to please her wicked Master!

Stepping away from his inverted captive, Naraku once again began to slowly loosen the ties on his hakama.

He wasn’t surprised at all when Kagome reached her hands out to him, grabbed a handful of silk and drug him by his hips towards her face.

“Let me help you with that, my Master.” She purred. Undoing silken knots in the dark upside-down was no easy task so Kagome, ever the pragmatist, just ripped the tie off one side and then the other. The grunting laugh from Naraku quickly rose in pitch to an open-mouthed sigh when he suddenly felt the girl’s wet mouth suck one of his heavy balls with soft, slick pressure. The satisfied moans escaping her mouth around his flesh tickled the hair around the base of his rock-hard cock as the miko released him and brought his hips closer to her with an insistent tug on his lower back.

Letting her guide him into position, Naraku found he had to steady himself against the sudden shooting pleasure as the girl slowly swallowed his meat down to the root. He could feel the insane intensity of the ridges on the roof of her mouth as the head of his cock was slowly worked back and forth within her hungry grip. Finding his hands on her lower ribcage, Naraku drew his hands up to her swaying breasts, slowly kneading his fingers in her soft, pliant flesh.

Kagome ran her hands across the perfect cheeks of her Master’s tight ass and flicked her tongue along the underside of his flexing cock. Naraku’s sex filled her dim vision, his scent filled her nose and his hair tickled her cheeks as she sank slowly down along his spit-slick flesh.
She wanted to make him cum so hard he’d never forget it! Digging her nails into his ass, the supine miko swallowed around the invader within her throat and smiled as well as one could around a mouthful of cock.

“Are you trying to make me cum, little bitch?” Naraku ground out in a breathless voice, savoring the utterly subservient, utterly delicious display the priestess gave to him as she rocked his hips back and forth.

“Mmmhmm.” Was the muffled reply, the vibration running along his captive cock and making blue-black fireworks shoot off behind his eyes. Fuck- the bitch’s mouth was TOO FUCKING GOOD!

“You’ll have to do much better than that, girl. Suck my cock like you mean it, slave!” he egged her on, disrupting her rhythm by driving his meat as far down her throat as he could allow himself. The sudden tortured gagging she struggled to control made him laugh out loud.

Withdrawing him from her wet mouth with a pop, Kagome pumped him hard with one hand and taunted back.

“Why don’t you eat my pussy and show me how it’s done right, you bastard?” She had nothing to lose, Kagome thought – she may as well enjoy herself.

The look of surprise on her master’s face was totally worth the pain she was most likely to receive for her impertinence. Score one, Kagome!

“Watch your tongue, you stupid whore or I’ll eat more than what you’re offering.” He growled back with a wicked leer at her, leaned forward and easily severed the chains binding her upside-down upon her rocky dais.

Finding herself flipped, scooped and carried over one shoulder before she could catch a breath, Kagome brazenly wound a handful of writhing black hair around her hand pulled her Master’s head back with a laugh at his painful hiss.

“Bitch!” Naraku roared back at her and slapped her ass hard with his free hand. The echo shot like a cannon blast around the cavernous darkness that surrounded them. Fire bloomed under Kagome’s skin and she groaned as the impact ground her clit into his hard shoulder.

“Oh gods, again – harder!” Kagome begged and yanked on her master’s hair again for emphasis earning her exactly that with the added bonus of an angry howl.

Suddenly she was weightless, disoriented and then just as suddenly – very, very wet. It took the miko a moment to register that Naraku had thrown her into the cave’s hot spring. Sharp, primordial rocks scraped and abraded her upper thighs as she sought the bottom to stand upon.

Kagome found her footing and scanned the shoulder-deep water around her, the rocky border of the spring and the ever-present darkness for her vicious, angry Master. Her ears heard only distant muffled drops hitting the cave rocks, slowly going about their endless sculpting of fantastic stalagmites and columns.

Something shoved her hard against a low, submerged rock, earning yet another abrasion and she sat hard upon it with a splash, dunking herself again. Inches away, Naraku’s head slowly emerged from the water. Drops of heavy water fell from his dark lashes and ran in seeming fear down his long pale face. Kagome quickly leaned forward and kissed his dripping lips and before he could stop her, she had wound her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist, trapping his vengeful cock against his stomach.

Reaching under her slight body, Naraku parted her pierced lips and began to drive his fingers hard within his impassioned slave. Their tongues fought for dominance and Kagome gave in with a gasp when she felt her Master’s fingers twist hard into an especially sensitive spot within her.

The Spider carried Kagome effortlessly onto a flat rock that bordered the mineral-rich water and lay her down upon it. He kissed and licked her jaw, her shoulder and made his way to her high breasts. Flinging his wet hair out of his face, Naraku whipped the miko in the face with it instead and purred at her irritation. Then he dug into her hard, waiting flesh, prying moans and cries from her lovely pink lips.

Kagome found she was now without her dangling chains, when had he removed them? At least the golden rings remained…

Naraku turned his head, a nipple being slowly teased within his fanged mouth. Giving the heaving priestess what he knew would be a smoldering look, the dark hanyou made a slow teasing show of circling the erect nipple with his tongue, occasionally flicking it to get the girl’s attention.

Once he had her full attention, the dark hanyou used his limber tongue to stand the thin golden ring on end, hooked the tip of one fang into it and spoke.

It took Kagome a moment to understand that he was asking her something:

“Would you like me to remove these too, my miko?”

“No!”, she wailed.

Removing the fang and sucking hard on the ring for emphasis, Naraku lifted his dark head and fixed her with a hard look.

“My gifts bring you pleasure?”

“Oh yes, master…” she moaned to the darkness above her head as she felt Naraku’s lips work slowly down her belly.

“Do they make you wet, little girl?” he teased as he slowly spread her thighs apart.

Kagome couldn’t help bucking her hips with a groan. Wetness trickled down the crack of her ass as her starving pussy clutched at emptiness, begging to be filled with hard demon cock.

“Show me.” Her master whispered, pressed her legs apart and looked hard at the priestess’s exposed sex.

“I said show me, you stupid slut!” he roared at her, eyes ablaze. Kagome didn’t know what else to do so she reached down her body and sunk her longest finger deep within her splayed pussy, which earned her a wicked smile from her looming Master.

It felt so good to have something filling the hole! Kagome moaned, closed her eyes and began fingering herself fast and hard before a large hand stilled her fun. Withdrawing her finger from its play, Naraku brought it and her forward to his lips and licked the digit clean with dangerous precision, his eyes fixed on her own.

“Do I taste good, my Master?” Kagome asked sweetly, thinking she knew his answer.

“Like sweet plum wine, priestess…” The Spider chuckled at her bravery and encased her small hips in his large hands.

“But I have always preferred my spirits with more fire. Don’t worry, my tasty little bitch…” Naraku purred as he flipped her over on her hands and knees and settled back under her open, waiting slit. Her pink clit dangled at the top of her sex, just begging for his attention and her firm little ass just begged for his abuse. Holding her hips still with his hands, Naraku made sure she could hear just what the doctor ordered.

“It’s nothing a little pain can’t fix, my Kagome.”

Loosing a tentacle, Naraku lunged up and captured Kagome’s waiting clit in his hungry mouth and slapped her on the ass, hard. Her strangled cry was exquisite, so much so that he did it again… and again… and again.

The hard pressure of her Master’s tongue against her clit was torture until she felt the whip-crack sting of his tentacle against her ass and the hard pull of her flesh in his mouth; then she knew torture. She bucked hard in her lover’s mouth as he began to circle her most sensitive bud with his wicked tongue. She felt the sting of his whipping limb against the no man’s land of flesh behind her open, dripping sex and screamed for more.

Her belly was coiled so tight, the writhing miko thought she might turn herself inside-out if the tension within her body rose any further! Her nerves sang and throbbed in time with her hot, red, welted ass. Kagome heard a sobbing, demanding voice begging for release, begging to cum hard and screaming for her Master’s dread pleasure and knew it must be her own. Pushing her hips back to meet the oncoming rush and hard slap of flesh on last time to fling herself over orgasm’s endless rim, the overloaded priestess faltered and blinked in confusion when the next blow never fell. Looking under herself, she saw only the wet, flat sheen of rock.

But she heard hard and ragged breathing in the darkness and knew it was Naraku.

Pushing herself to stand in shaking legs, Kagome concentrated on the need to see and the need to find in the darkness. Bruise-colored light began to bloom from the Shikon fragment at her throat and began to light the way before her as she stepped carefully amongst the sharp cave floor.

Naraku could see her better than she could ever hope to see him, even with the jewel’s light and he silently moved just out of her range of vision. Predator and prey swapped and merged as the two beings hunted and evaded in the darkness.

Kagome knew Naraku could see her and knew too he could always stay one step ahead of her. She made her way to their damp bed across the cavern, in the hopes that he would follow and decided to tease her Master on her way.

“Naraku – I know you’re there, waiting in the darkness.”

Turning right then left, the miko saw only empty space.

“Do you know what I used to dream about late at night, just before sleep took me? I used to dream about you, you know.”

Again, she swept her gaze across the empty darkness and found nothing.

“I would dream that you came to me in the night, clothed in dark violet silk, closed with many intricate knots. I would climb out of bed and find myself in nothing but my panties and wait for you to command me.”

She didn’t bother to look – Kagome could feel her dark Master close behind her on silent feet. She continued her slow walk.

“You would always devour my bare body with your hot eyes before demanding that I undress you…”

Kagome giggled at her remembered wet dream and continued. The hunter followed closely at her heels; could she feel his breath on her neck?

“With my teeth; you threatened me unless I used only my teeth to remove the knots that held your clothing closed. Of course in dreams, these things are simple and soon I was down to your hakama, your hard demon cock straining to get out and play with me.”

She thought she heard a deep growl in the darkness behind her. She was halfway to their bed and she wanted Naraku to need her as badly as she now craved him.

“Every time I would kneel to take your big, thick cock in my mouth and suck you off, you would hold it fast at the base and with a hand in my hair, you’d always guide me good and hard down upon it.” Kagome began to pant and blush at the very personal confession she seemed intent on sharing. She’d never in her life uttered such words and for a split-second, found truth in Naraku’s profession that he had indeed freed her. Suddenly, the thin, naked miko felt very powerful… and she liked it. Kagome continued talking to her unseen stalker.

“You would always tell me just what to do to please you the most, to make you cum the hardest. You’d tell me, ‘Faster bitch and use your teeth against my cock’ or maybe you’d start to spill your thick spunk down my throat and cry out, ‘Fuck yeah, baby – swallow every last drop!’”

Kagome tilted her head and mused aloud, “Yeah, I could hear you saying that one.” This time she was positive she heard a thick rumbling groaning growl in the darkness behind and somehow above her.

“But the best part was always once you had let me lick you clean. I’d find myself under your hot, naked body as you ripped my soaking wet panties off and plunged your insatiable, delicious cock fast and hard and deep into my virgin pussy! Gods – it hurt so badly and felt so good!”, the priestess ran a trembling hand down her neck and tried to resist the urge to touch herself now that she was so very close to their nightmare, bloodstained sheets.

The delirious girl dropped down onto the moist, slick bedding and rolled onto her back. She arched her back and spread her long legs, hoping she could entice the Spider into her own web. Closing her eyes, Kagome finished her trip down memory lane with relish.

“You’d always flip me over and pound as deeply within me as you could, your long clawed fingers working my pussy along with your brutal thrusts! When I finally came, you always grabbed me by the hair and commanded me to scream your name, which I would do immediately and wake up, pussy throbbing and sheets a mess.”

Kagome felt weight settle on the bed. She kept her eyes closed and smiled. They were both well and truly caught.

“I wonder if Mom ever heard me scream your name?”

“No one will hear you scream tonight, priestess.”, oozed a dark liquid voice in her waiting, shivering ear.

“Fuck me hard with your demon cock until I come screaming, baby!” Kagome whispered hard and locked her legs around the body that suddenly settled between them.

“Hai, my Kagome. I will.”, purred Naraku right back to her and thrust cruel and deep within her with a snarl.