Pure Evil

Ok I've decided one more treat for you. Just to let you know there is a RAPE. I don't like it, I don't condone it, but it had to happen. I'm sorry in advance if it offends you, but I did say this is dark.

Disclaimer: Same as usual.

Pure Evil Punishment

Sesshoumaru was waiting for Kagome when she entered her loft. The moment she turned her back on him he slammed her into the door face first. Kagome was in too much shock to react.

He managed to grab a fistful of her hair before Kagome realized what was happening to her. Sesshoumaru was very angry with her.

“Sess,” she squeaked. “What’s wrong?”

“I told you that you will never marry that boy. Do you honestly think that I will ever let you walk away from me?” he said quietly. Kagome struggled against his hold. She knew he must have heard her conversation.

She could say she didn’t mean it, but she did. She wanted to marry Hojo. She could give up Sesshoumaru if she could spend the rest of her life happy with Hojo. “Please let me go. I don’t want this anymore.”

Sesshoumaru roared in anger before flinging her back away from him. Kagome saw the red in his eyes. She tried to run from him, knowing that it was futile but having to do something.

He growled for her to stay in place. When she didn’t listen he lost all reasoning. No one was going to take her away from him. She belonged to him and none other. How dare she think she could get away from him?

“Sesshoumaru stop it,” she screamed. “You know I have to marry Hojo. I love him. I want to spend the rest of my life with him and if you can’t deal with it then I don’t want to see you ever again. I’m through playing your game. I’m through with you.”

The moment those fatal words left her mouth Sesshoumaru backhanded her into the open door of her bedroom. Kagome felt the bruise begin to form on her face, as she lay dazed on the floor.

‘He lost it. He finally lost his mind to the beast.’ She fought feebly as he began tearing through her clothing, his claws raking across her skin. She knew what he was about to do to her and knew she couldn’t stop it.

He held her throat tightly as he picked her up to throw her on the bed. He tore off his own clothing. It was time he proved who was superior.

Kagome tried to move, tried to plead as he hand closed around her throat once more. She found no sanity in his eyes. He was beyond her reach. Then his first thrust speared her unprepared vagina. She screamed.

“Stop. Please stop this.” It hurt so badly; she felt she could die from the pain alone.
Sesshoumaru tightened his grip on her neck as he continued to pound into her. He hated that it had to come to this, but Kagome had to be put in her place. She was his, forever.

He occasionally loosened his hold to allow her air to breathe. It would not be good if she passed out on him. She had to feel every last bit of his punishment, had to remember why she should never again over step her bounds.

Kagome’s face hurt, her neck burned from her struggle to breathe. She cried tears of humiliation that her body responded to this rough treatment. She should be purifying his ass, or hating him.

She could do neither. Her only point of reference was the hard cock pounding into her and the hand cutting off her live giving air. She felt euphoric. This was a dark pleasure she felt, something very forbidden. This was the debasing she expected from him at every turn.

Sesshoumaru let go of her neck all together once she came. He was close to the point of losing real control and did not want to strangle her without realizing it. Kagome still found it hard to breathe with the pressure of her forceful orgasm tightening her lower body.

Her muscles clamped down on him hard as she went over the edge into oblivion and woke up on her stomach, tied to the bed.

“We aren’t finished yet Kagome,” Sesshoumaru said darkly behind her. Kagome thought she could cry no more. She was wrong. She still had tears left to shed for this last act.

“Please Sesshou, I’m sorry,” she whimpered. Was her rape not enough for him? What else did he want from her?

She felt his body curl against her back, his lips close to her ear, hot breath causing her to shudder. “Sorry is not good enough. Do you think I enjoy rape?” He ran his claws down her back drawing blood, which he greedily lapped away.

Kagome cried out. He tortured her with his touch, with his dark desires. “Do you think I like losing control?” he continued drawing his claws across her skin before tasting her blood.

She was such a bittersweet elixir. Though it pained him to take such extreme measures with her, she left him no other option.

He ground his swollen member between her crack, forcing her to feel his desire. He nearly shot his load when she lifted her ass into him, giving him friction. Could she not feel how she responded to him?

He parted her further to begin his intrusion. He’d been working at her so much that he slid past the ring into her ass easily, though she squeezed him tightly from there. She may not still be mentally willing to lay with him, but her body certainly wanted this.

He thrust short hard thrusts, taking her brutally as his anger demanded. Kagome responded with an intense moan from the combination of pain and pleasure. She felt every inch of him dominating her, taking pleasure from this one hole no other male ventured.

He shifted up to his knees, getting slightly under her to elevate her lower body off the bed. Kagome whimpered at her helplessness. She could not stop him from taking all that he wanted.

He gave her the most brutal ass fucking of her life. He knew how much she loved it. He felt her juices wetting his thigh. She screamed his name like a prayer on her lips. Yes, he finally had her.

Kagome howled in pleasure. The pain meant nothing. It felt good. She wanted more, she screamed for it. She climaxed, the very force of his last thrust sending sparks before her eyes. Sesshoumaru came; the hot rush of his seed filled her rectum.

~*~

“You are mine Kagome. You cannot escape me. That mark on the back of your neck will ensure that you never escape me,” he said much later after they’d rested.

For the moment he cradled her in his arms. She was sore, bruised, and had just stopped bleeding. He gave her a bath after their last time so she at least was clean. He grimaced at the many wounds he inflicted.

They would not scar fortunately, but those bruises were going to show for quite some time.

Kagome long forgave Sesshoumaru for what happened. It might sound insane, but she couldn’t hold a grudge against him. He was too close to her heart and it was all by her choice.

Still she wanted to get married, even if she could have no other child but by Sesshoumaru. She wanted to be loved. She wanted Hojo to love her like he did forever. She needed a place where she felt calm.

Her battered body molded perfectly to Sesshoumaru’s. Sometimes she wished that her life were easy. She should have everything that she wanted without the risk of losing everything.

Hojo knew nothing about the nature of her relationship with Sesshoumaru. She could not let Hojo see any of these bruises on her body. It was embarrassing to say that she got raped by her best friend and actually enjoyed every single minute of it.

How do you tell an innocent soul that you have been so degraded, that you could not enjoy regular sex as others do? How could she explain to Sango that to not lay with Sesshoumaru meant to deny herself what she wanted more than anything else in the world? She couldn’t.

She could continue to cry to Sesshoumaru to let her go. But he’d already proven he refused her that luxury. He demanded her every attention, forever. To deny him meant pain.

She curled her legs into her stomach, brining her backside more into Sesshoumaru’s groin. Her little wiggle brought Sesshoumaru’s erection to full force.

He hissed. Man he was so horny. But, contrary to her belief, he worried about hurting her further. “Stop moving Kagome.”

She felt him against her body, his hard length burning her. Despite her best efforts her mind conjured images of all the ways he took her, bringing her ecstasy. She grew wet, so wet so fast that it amazed her.

Damn. He smelled her arousal as it surrounded his senses. He cursed their libidos heavily as he turned her over to face him. He then rolled to his back bringing her above him, straddling his hips.

Her slickness coated his cock causing him to moan at the hot touch. He didn’t have to give penetration, but nothing said he couldn’t let her grind against his swollen member to get them both off.

Kagome stared into his face. He gripped her hips helping her grind on him. Every stroke against her sensitive nub sent electric shocks throughout her body. She tried to make him enter her, but he refused.

“Give it to me,” she gritted. Didn’t he see that this was a physical need for her? He made her insatiable.

He grunted as her wet sex soaked him as she brushed against his length. A lot of men liked to fuck a girl’s tits, but he found this much better. Still… “No penetration.”

Kagome groaned like a wounded animal. She forcefully knocked his hands from her skin, before lifting up on her knees and dropping down on his cock. She moaned at the feeling inside her.

This was her way of showing him she understood him, that she forgave him. She could forget the rape if he just fucked her right now.

Sesshoumaru got the message. He turned them both over, throwing her legs of his shoulders to drive in deep. Her little pussy just sucked him in. She gripped at him, as if trying to keep him inside.

Her face was so beautiful in her joy of having his cock inside her tight depths. “Take this pussy,” she muttered.

Her cunt was on fire for him. She kept her eyes focused on his driving length. It looked so good stretching her, pushing at her body, forcing it to accommodate to him. He was all slick from her dripping juices.

He pulled out to the tip before pushing back in. Over and over he pushed in and out. And she encouraged him.

She licked her lips. ‘Soooooooooo good.’ It was so good he had her hanging on him, drawing him as close as possible. “Yes, oh Kami yes,” she shouted.

Sesshoumaru’s constant growls vibrated against her body. Her nipples stiffened further as they were pressed against his chest. He plunged his tongue into her open mouth as counterpoint to the movements of his lower body.

Kagome sucked on his fleshy appendage eagerly, like it was miniature cock. She drove him into sensory overload. He lost control of his senses. His beast emerged into consciousness, merging with Sesshoumaru, determined in his endeavor to fully dominate the bitch beneath him.

He howled as his woman came for him. He finally spilled his seed inside, neither aware of the life they were conceiving.

~*~

The doorbell rang. Kagome was too weak to get out of bed. She wanted nothing more than to rest after all she’d been through.

She turned to her side where Sesshoumaru lay. It seemed so strange that she should think all of yesterday’s actions as trivial. She knew she had a large bruise on her face and a bruise of Sesshoumaru’s hand on her neck.

She knew her body most likely would never be the same again after being raped in both holes only to turn around and fuck the rest of the night anyway.

She was supposed to be getting married soon and she looked nothing like the happy bride she was supposed to be. She looked like she was, the victim of a vicious rape.

Sesshoumaru finally climbed out of bed to see who the hell bothered them. “It’s Hobo,” he said when he returned. Kagome picked up her phone from the nightstand to call him.

“Hey, good morning,” Hojo said cheerfully. “I just thought I’d stop by and have breakfast with you.”

“I can’t,” Kagome said quietly, calmly. “Sesshoumaru’s been a little upset lately so I wanted to stay with him.” She explained quickly about the lawsuit pending, hoping that Hojo bought it as the reason they acted strange.

“Well that’s too bad. I guess I understand. Help your friend. I’ll just go into the office to work on some cases.”

Now Kagome felt really bad. She hadn’t been to work in a while and really had no desire to go into work. She wanted nothing more than to just fade away. “I’ll call you later Hojo,” she finished before hanging up.

Sesshoumaru leaned against the opposite wall, still naked, as he checked his messages. He didn’t look very happy.

“What is it?”

Sesshoumaru pierced her with his golden eyes. “My wife died last night. Seems I’m now a widower.”