The Concealed Form of the Inu Daiyoukai

Chapter 6: Punishment 10 fold

Warning: This chapter contains torture so if you are sensitive to this type of thing you can skip this chapter and read the next one.

The brute of a bandit couldn’t believe what he had gotten himself into. Not only were all of his men dead, killed by a prissy looking youkai to add insult to injury, but now he was about to be violated by said prissy looking youkai. He just couldn’t understand it, he towered over this being yet he at the same time he seemed so tiny compared to ‘him’. Only out of pure reflex did he try to fend off his attacker. He made to grab Sesshoumaru hands after she ripped his top kimono off. Fear and determination burned in the bandit eyes as he tried to push Sesshoumars’ hands away from his body and throw him to the ground. Sesshoumaru let the bandit grab his wrist and push her back a little.
She only did this for a few moments before she broke free of his grip and reversed the hold, grabbing his wrist in a crushing hold. She pinned each of his wrist by his shoulder.

“AHHHHHHHH! Dammit you son of a bitch!!!” He yelled in frustration and fear. She chuckled as the bandit thrashed about.

“Ah, indeed your statement is almost correct; this Sesshoumaru is a child of a bitch.” She said in a matter- of- fact tone.

“What the fuck are you talking about?” He meant it as any insult, not a statement for Sesshoumaru to agree with.

“This Sesshoumaru is an Inu youkai.” She said simply, noting the fact that he totally missed her hint. She said ‘child’ not ‘son’ and the fearful fool didn’t catch it. Boy is he in for a surprise.

As his body was pinned closely between the rough cave wall and Sesshoumarus’ spiked armor he struggled uselessly as he said:

“I don’t give a fuck what you are you crazy bastard let me go.” He said angrily trying to keep the frantic sound out of his voice.

Sesshoumaru tighten her grip on his left wrist crushing it. The bandit yelled out in pain. Then she threw him to the ground. The bandit grabbed his wrist trying to stabilize it as he looked up as Sesshoumaru. Sesshoumaru sneered down at him in disgust as she said.

“Know your place, irksome little insect; you are in no position to command this Sesshoumaru.

‘How the hell can he call me little when I am clearly larger then him…?’ The bandit briefly wondered. However, he has had the pleasure/terror of seeing Sesshoumaru in her true form.

The bandit knew almost from the beginning that he couldn’t fight his way out of the situation. He knew that Sesshoumaru plans to kill him slowly and very painfully. He also knew that begging would work with the mad cold blooded bastard so he did the only thing he could think of…

“So what does the mighty lord Sesshoumaru plan to do with me rape me? If you do that you will be no better then I am.” Quicker then the eye could see she tore off the rest of his clothes. He kicked at her as she removed his lower garment, but she just brushed his feet away with her hands. She quickly straddled his lap and rubbed the rough cold armor against him as he winced in pain. She placed her hands on his shoulders pinning him in place on the cold cave floor. She placed her face inches away from her own as she whispered:

“What did this Sesshoumaru say earlier about our similar characteristics?”
The bandit thought for a minute, but still seemed clueless. Then Sesshoumaru said:

“Use what little intellect you possess and contemplate.” The bandit thought a little harder and the answer hit him.

“You said that we were both monsters.”

“Correct.” She said in a bored tone as if she was talking to a irritating three year old.
“What did this Sesshoumaru say was the difference?”
He frowned as he said “I was the prey.”

She smirked as she said:

“Correct, therefore it has already been established that this Sesshoumaru is no better then you in the moral sense, however I am better then you in status and power. All of the creatures you have disgraced are above you as well…is that clear.”

“Yeah, you’re a sick fuck like me, got it.” She smirked again as she lightly scratch the other side of his face.

She used little force so she wouldn’t kill him right away, but the scratches hurt like hell. She seemed to be enjoying herself on the outside, but on the inside there were a variety of emotions. Anger and hatred not only for the dragon that hurt her, but for all beings like the bandit. Another emotion she rarely felt guilt. Guilt for not being able to save her father, guilt for not being able to save herself, guilt for not being able to save others from such a similar fate as hers. She even felt guilty because a part of her enjoyed what she was doing to the bandit. She wanted him to know what it felt like to be scared, helpless and in pain.

She hated all of these emotions swimming inside of her. When she was in her male form before she met Rin, the feelings were all locked away. But her many encounters with others in her life changed her. Rin, her adopted pup opened up her heart and help her discover emotions that were so deep inside the ice burg, she had forgotten she had them. Kagura a creature born form pure evil turned out to be a very valuable companion. She helped bring forth the compassion that was within Sesshoumarus, heart thawing much of the ice. Sesshoumaru wasn’t attracted to Kagura the way she was attracted to her, but she did find that she cared for her. In fact she even felt guilty about keeping her secret from Kagura. But she didn’t see a point in telling her when she was dying. After she realized she couldn’t save Kagura, she just wanted Kagura to have someone with her before she died. Inuyasha, her former most hated enemy never ceases to amaze her with his don’t quick attitude. They both have grown so much since they started to interact with each other. She saw how protective he was over his pack. She saw how the human and youkai worked together for a better future. At first she was disgusted with the idea of having friends, but she found out that having some one to care for was an asset, not a liability. After she found out Inuyasha needed the Tenssaiga, she aided him and his companions several times. She surprised herself when she did this, but she brushed her ‘good deed’ off. She told herself that she did it for her own benefit. What really amazed her was when he started to reach out a helping hand to her. Even though the Inuyasha helping hand angered her at first, she realized the little hanyou pup did care about her well being. Although her pride did tend to get in the way. The spell of the stone wearing off and her reverting back to her original gender was the icing on the cake.
She hated to feel all of these emotions, but as much as she wanted to, she couldn’t regret meeting Rin, Kagura, Inuyasha or his pack. Nor could she regret some of the trails she went through that helped her find apart of herself she thought was long lost.

She came out of her thoughts when the bandit started to buck wildly. She decided now was not the time for such musings now was the time for torture.

The bandit was still crying in agony as blood oozed from his wounds. She rocked her hips hard scraping his bare back against the cold hard stone floor. The bandit used his good hand to punch Sesshoumaru. Sesshoumaru let the punch connect to her face. Sometimes she found it amusing when her prey fought back. It made the kill less…mundane.

She continued to ride him as if nothing happen. She grabbed the hand that landed a blow to her cheek and gently caressed the back of his right hand with her thumb, as if they were lovers. Her right hand held him down by his throat. As a sparkle of amusing shined in those golden depths as she said:

“Indeed, another personality trait we share, we both like it…rough, but remember…” She bends down again and whispered in his ear:

“This Sesshoumaru strikes are stronger then your own.” With that said she took her hand off his throat and punched him in the face with enough force to break his nose.

“AHHHH, you dirty rotten…” He said in a muffled voice, he was cut off when Sesshoumaru grabbed his jaw tightly.

With anger in her eyes, she forced him to look at her as she spoke in a venomous tone.

“You dare to call this Sesshoumaru, dirty and rotten as if you are an innocent bystander?” The bandit looks at her unable to speak as she continued.

“You were the one who indicated that you wanted me to ‘join the party.’ You planned on committing the same vile act upon my person as you have done to others. You brought your fate upon yourself…now hold your insults on your tongue or this Sesshoumaru will remove said tongue, by melting it off.” So the bandit shut his mouth, trying to keep him self from saying anything unless told otherwise. Dammit, he was actually doing what the bastard told him…he was being totally dominated and he didn’t like it at all.

Once she saw that he had obeyed she grinned a feral grin baring of her fangs that seem to extend in front of his eyes.

“Now, kiss me.” She said as a statement. His eyes went wide as she swooped down onto his lips with her sharp fangs. Not only could he breathe but she was using her fangs to bite his lips to the point that they were bleeding profusely.

She finally broke the kiss allowing him to gasp for air before licking his blood off her lips and running her claws across his chest. This action caused him to jerk in pain. He was about to slip into unconsciousness when she slapped him.

“You are not allowed to rest, you will stay awake for every moment of your torture, or else I will make you relive it.” She said with anger.

“Please put an end to this now.” He said in a pleading voice. He was tired of her games. He was already humiliated and beaten, why didn’t she just kill him already?

“No, however since your begging, I will consider ending your torment earlier then planned.

‘So this is how all those village women and man felt…helpless having to bend to the will of another. And this is how I am going to die…ain’t this a bitch.’ The bandit thought bitterly.

Sesshoumaru backed hand him to bring him back form his musings.

“Pay attention insect, for you are about to learn an important lesson.”

“What good it will do me, your going to kill me anyway.”

“Be silent, you may not be able to apply this lesson in this life, but you will remember it in the next.” She turned his head to face the direction she was heading for. Then she got off of him and walked a few feet away. She made sure she stayed in his line of sight. The bandit was unable to move now because of her paralyzing poison in his system. However, it wasn’t enough to kill him.

Then she began to undress in front of him. She unwrapped her tail from her shoulder and let it fall to the ground. Then she pulled off her boots. She untied her obi and pulled off her and took off her armor. Her top kimono was the next clothing item to go. Long lean muscular arms appeared as she slipped out of her haori. Long muscular legs were revealed as she pulled of the harmaka. Right after she removed her harmaka she pulled off her underwear, placing it with the rest of the clothes she removed. With nothing but her under shit on she walked over gracefully to his prone form and straddled him again. Because of the long under shirt her womanly features had yet to be shown.

She turned his head toward her face and he looked at her as if he noticed something odd.

She smirked and knew he had finally figured it out. The bandit didn’t feel what should have been between ‘his’ legs. She rocked her hips for emphasis.

In her low deep voice she said “Never underestimated the power of a woman in anyway, it could be your downfall.” The bandit gasp as she open her final article of clothing revealing her full breast and feminine curves that co-exist with her strong body. He was left speechless as he gazed up at the deadly beauty. Yes this was very ironic for him, being completely controlled by they supposedly ‘weaker’ sex.

She crawled up his body like a while animal stalking her prey. Hovering over him while propped up on her elbows she said:

“A weak creature such as yourself should never look for trouble for it will eventually find you.” She slapped him again and he whimpered. Then she said:
“From what this Sesshoumaru seen you do not deal well with the consequences of your actions.” In awe at the beings beauty and apparent contradictory nature, he managed to choke out.

“What about you, I heard that you have stirred up plenty of trouble…”

She growled her eyes turned red as she took one f his arms and clawed it. He screamed in pain again. Then she grabbed his penis and started to stroke it hard. He started to moan in pain and pleasure.

She knew he spoke the truth, she did some down right evil things and she paid for her crimes big time. However she saw the error in her ways. The bandit is a different story. While she committed her crimes while she was full of anger and hatred, he committed his with pure unadulterated joy. He said so himself. Sesshoumaru still couldn’t sense any guilt coming from him. She only sensed pain, fear and anger. If he had shown a little remorse for his crimes she would have went easy on him, but all he did was brag about it, display anger and fear because he was being dominated and insult her repeatedly. Instead of apologizing for his misdeeds, he said in a weary voice:

“At least if I have to die I go out having a ball.” This bastard was still trying to take shit. He still had no guilt whatsoever. She growled low narrowed her eyes and said:

“You are absolutely right you will have only ‘a ball’ when you leave this world.” Before he realized what she met, she used one of her hands to hold the brute down while she took the other one that was stroking him and crushed his left ball. His body went into convulsions because of the pain. He screamed to the top of his lungs as she held him down, slowly twisting the now useless organ off.

As he screamed and continued to convulse, she knew he wasn’t going to last long. He went limp again because of the poison in his system.

She gently brushed her tail against has abdomen, while she continued to stroke him. He began to moan wantonly and painfully at the same time. She brought the tip of her tail to her left hand, and dripped a large amount of poison on the tip of her tail. Since it was poison from her body, it didn’t affect her tail at all.

He was barely breathing when she said:

“Give me your name.”

“Hitomaru” He mumbled.

“Humph, how appropriate as is this Sesshoumarus’ name. Nevertheless you should know the name of this form, the true name of your executioner.” The bandit looked at her as if waiting for her to answer.

“Tsukiouhi.” The bandit looked up at her with a hint of acceptance and regret in his eyes.

He tried to speak but no words came he was just waiting for her to deliver the finishing blow.

With an unreadable expression she said.
“You finally come to terms with your fate…now die by the one act you love to impose upon others…die by violation.”

She forced the tip end of her tail covered in acid in his anus. The acid burned him from the inside out. She continued to pump his erection as he thrashed beneath her. He climaxed as the acid over took his system. She injected more acid into his body with her claws and in a few moments he was dead. Nothing was left of him but a puddle. She stared at it in a daze for a while before she gathered her clothing and weapons. She walked to a near by spring to bathe and meditate. She decided to rest there for a bit and get icy façade back in place. After she meditated for a few minutes, she scrubbed her body to the point were it bled still feeling the dirty bandits body on hers.

As she scrubbed she sniffed the area and she could smell the women and children were safe. There scents were surrounded by the other villagers she sent them to. Still, she will check on them at sunrise before heading the rest of the way to Inuyashas’ forest. She wanted to see Rin and notify Inuyasha and the gang of her current situation. Right now however, she will scrub the bandits' scent off of herself and her clothing.


Tbc
A/N: Hope you like it, please review, but no flames.