For Forever My Lord, For Eternity My Love

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Trinity3000, Lissa, Marrosa, L0VER









...Kagome had put on a dark green kimono and had waited in her master's room. Her heart dropped when she heard a scream echo out from the onsen. She closed her eyes as she sat on the bed. She knew what it was. . . Not too soon after that, the servant girl came out and Kagome looked up. The girl smirked at her before leaving her master's room. Kagome glared at the door. That was the exact time Sesshomaru came out and went to his large wardrobe.





"Are you well, pet?" he suddenly asked, pulling Kagome's eyes away from the door. She glanced at him and hated that she did. He had not dressed yet and he had his back towards her. She glared at him before turning away.





"Like you care." she snapped back at him. Sesshomaru smirked, turning around. He was now dressed and was coming closer to her on the bed. Kagome could feel it. He stood beside her and she looked up at him. He then sat down and caressed her cheek.





He then whispered, "Why would I not care about you, my pet?" He ran a clawed finger down the side of her cheek to her neck. Kagome hated every moment of it.





"You are nothing but a liar, Sesshomaru." s he hissed at him through gritted teeth.





Sesshomaru's finger stopped at her collar bone when he growled. He leaned over to her and hissed in her ear. "This Sesshomaru does not-"





"You do. I am not to be your pet and you know it. You promised me. . ." Kagome trailed off, her voice shaking, though not in fear, but in anger. "You promised you would not hurt me...that I would not become this when you became Lord." Kagome stopped, but she was far from done.





Sesshomaru's eyes narrowed into slits as he removed his finger. "This Sesshomaru was foolish--"





"You loved me." Kagome cut in.





"And did not know-"





"And I loved you." Kagome went on, though she knew she could be beaten for interrupting him.





"Quiet!" he growled, pulling away from her. Kagome did not say a word, just watched as he clenched his fists and glowered down at her. Sesshomaru's eyes were no longer gold, but pink.





"You loved me, Sesshomaru." Kagome said after a few minutes. Sesshomaru's jaw ticked as they set into place. "And I loved you." She went on, standing now. Kagome knew she could get beaten to the brink of death for even bringing this up.





He had even told her that he didn't want her saying those words and if she did, she would wish for death after he had finished with her. Sesshomaru watched her, his eyes still kept the pink hue. He did not move as she continued to speak. Something enabled him to.





"Sesshomaru we promised each other. We promised to love each other." she paused and kept herself from touching him.





"It was one of our own vows of love to each other. The day before your father died. . ." she paused once again when she saw how he stiffened.





"You promised that you would not love another... that I would always be with you. And I trusted you. I trusted you with my life, Sesshomaru. I do have to say that I knew I would never become your mate, but..I did not believe you would turn me into this. I am not a slave or a toy, Sesshomaru. . . I loved you enough to leave and let you have the mate of your choice, but you wouldn't let me leave... you-"





"Slave." Kagome looked up at him and flinched at the look he was giving her. His eyes were a light red as he stared down at her. Kagome shook her head as she stepped a cautious step back. He stepped closer to her. The look in his eyes promised pain.





"No, Sesshomaru. . . please." she pleaded. The strong voice she'd had before began to break and shatter within seconds. Sesshomaru brought up a hand and she found her neck within his iron tight grasp. She was soon gasping for breathe. He turned and slammed her back into the wall. She whimpered from the pain.





"This Sesshomaru has warned you of saying such things, haven't I?" he said, his voice low and menacing. His hands closed off her air, not giving her enough time to answer. Kagome's nails dug into his arm before passing out.











...Kagome opened her eyes to see black. She also realized she was naked and cold. Kagome moved her hands around to feel only the cold floor beneath her and a chain. She grabbed it and traced it from where her hand was to her ankle. She knew what was going to happen. She was going to get punished. Kagome sniffed and wanted to throw up. It smelled like death and blood in here. Though, if there was any blood at all, it might have been hers.





Kagome wondered when Sesshomaru would come in and punish her. She did not have to wait long. The door to the cold and smelly room opened and two figures stood in the middle of the large entrance. One was taller than the other and Kagome guessed it was Sesshomaru. Kagome's eyes had to adjust to the little bit of light pouring into the room before actually seeing Sesshomaru and the other male he was with. The other she had recognized it to be a large man, muscled, beside him. A guard most likely. Sesshomaru walked inside and suddenly candles began to light the room. Kagome shifted herself from the floor and moved to stand.





"I did not say you could stand." came the cold voice. Kagome shivered, both from the temperature in the room and his voice. Kagome was down on the floor again as he stepped closer to her form and Kagome suddenly felt fearful. She stole one look into his eyes and knew she was going to get it.





"I'm sorry, Sesshomaru-sama." Kagome said, her eyes downcast. He did not say anything to acknowledge that she had said anything.





"Get her ready." his voice boomed throughout the room and the male that was with him said 'Hai, My Lord,' and went to it.





Sesshomaru stared at her as his guard chained her. He removed the shackle from her ankle before turning her towards the wall. Kagome's cheek was on the wall as he pulled her arms up towards the chains above from her. Kagome knew she should be crying, but she couldn't. This wasn't the first time this has happened. When Sesshomaru saw that she was ready he grunted towards the man. Kagome was not able to see anything, but could hear them.





"How many lashes, My Lord?" The man asked, his voice rough. Kagome heard a whip crack.





"Twenty." Sesshomaru said, his voice emotionless. Kagome braced herself for the pain that was soon to come. Sesshomaru would stand there and watch as he always did. "Begin."





There was silence, but Kagome knew what the man was doing..





Crack





"One." Sesshomaru then began counting. Kagome bit back a scream.





Crack





"Two."





Kagome's nails bit into her own skin and blood treaded down her arms. It's only been two lashes of the whip and her back was already on fire. Sesshomaru would watch as she knew he would.





Crack





"Three."





Sesshomaru always watched.





Crack





"Four."





He always stayed to make sure she was punished 'correctly'. He never picked up the whip himself and to use it against her. Kagome smiled as bitterly as she could as the whip came down on her again. She stopped listening to him count. It would be long and painful anyway. Just listening to him count like that would only make everything worse. . . if it could get any worse. Her back was already red with whip marks. Blood slowly ran down her back from the lashes she's been given. That same blood pooled beneath her feet. . .





Sesshomaru continued to count as the guard whipped her. He never whipped her himself. He would never be able to punish her like this. That is why he had another punish her instead. Sesshomaru watched the large amount of blood pooled beneath her feet and the red welts on her back grow in each strike of the whip. He knew how much she suffered and he knew it was entirely his fault. Watching her like this had him wanting to snatch the whip from the man's hand and kill the man himself.





But he couldn't.





All he could do was watch and wait out her punishment. One could not say it was soon to be over. He knew she would not cry or scream. She did that once and never did again.





Soon, Kagome passed out.