Blood Stained

Blood Stained

Chapter 7: Torture

Soreness.

Kagome slowly raised her head, sensation of pain going down her neck. It was at that moment that she took conscience of her surroundings. Apparently, she had fell asleep outside, pressed against the tree, and nobody had moved her. Anger rose inside of her, but she quickly pushed it aside; if Sesshomaru had been in her situation, she wouldn’t have moved him.

She blinked a few times, trying to bring herself back completely from her slumber. As she took a look around, she noticed the sun had just risen leaving the sky of a pink color laced with blue. The small cool morning breeze was still lingering around. Kagome wrapped her kimono tighter around her body before finally standing up, her toes slenderly cold. She rubbed her eyes slightly, before her shiny grey eyes were finally wide open. Once again, she had woken up feeling drain, but this time it was from the tears she had shed the whole night.

Kagome slowly pushed open the door, and entered the castle. As soon as she took a step, her stomach growled, letting her know it was time for some food. Kagome remembered she hadn’t eaten much the previous day, and with a sigh she made her way to the kitchen. She had a feeling her stomach would not tolerate heavy food, and she prayed nobody else was in the kitchen so she could cook herself something.

It seemed that luck was on her side since when she entered the kitchen it was completely empty. A tiny smile appeared on her face as she walked over to a counter. She had no idea where anything was, so she started to look around, opening drawers. Finally she found some vegetables, and a knife. Slowly, she began cutting the vegetables, her mind wandering.

Kagome glared at the bracelet hanging from her thin pale wrist. She cursed the damn thing as it reminded her of her current state of weakness. She wasn’t a fighter like Sango, nor did she have a special attack like Miroku. The only power she ever had was her miko powers, and now, she was back to being a human. It was true that for years, she had no idea she was a miko, but in her time, she did not need to defend herself. Now things were different, especially since she was stuck with Sesshomaru.

She bit her bottom lip, as she vowed to find a way to break the spell on her bracelet. The instant that would happen, she would make a run for the well, and never look back. Kagome was well aware that she would only have one shot at this.

“Kagome?”

Kagome jumped slightly, not expecting the intrusion. Not thinking, she immediately sharply turned around. Before she knew it, the sharp blade of the knife scrapped against her arm, cutting through her skin. She winced in pain, and dropped the knife to the ground. Instantly, Rin rushed to her side, her eyes open broad, and extremely worry for the miko.

“You’re bleeding!” she screamed as she observed the blood pour out of the cut. The blade had dug fairly deeply in her skin, and Kagome cognize she had to put pressure on it. “Don’t worry Rin, I’ll be fine,” said Kagome as she held on to her arm.

In one swift movement, she was standing straight up, and she started to jog in direction of the room Sesshomaru had assigned her. It was the only room where she knew where some things where. As she ran, she left a trail of blood behind her, but she did not care for it at the moment since her mind was focus on other things.

When Kagome finally reached the door, she released her hold on her injured arm, so she could open the door with her bloody hand. Once inside, she rushed to the pile of towels, and quickly picked one, and started to apply pressure on her open wound. Kagome was aware she should feel pain, but at the moment, the only emotion flowing through her body was nervousness. She felt as if she was going to break down; would she ever get a break?

Rapidly, the towel was soaked in blood, and Kagome dropped it to the ground before taking another one. Her little accident made her realized just how out of it, and drained she was. Rin had simply said her name, and she had reacted as if she was being attacked. Kagome had been so careless, and she had paid no attention at all the to knife in her hands. Maybe she did deserve this wound.

“Blood?”

Kagome felt her blood freeze throughout her whole body. She closed her eyes, tears threatening to fall; she knew that voice too well. Against her wish, her body started to shake, and she was afraid to turn around, and face it. This was the rough, husky voice Sesshomaru had when he raped her. It was still vividly present in her dreams, and she would never forget it.

When she felt his claw hand on her shoulder, she found herself begging. “No.”

Kagome was almost terrified to make a movement, but still found the strength to face him. She was not even surprised when she saw his crimson eyes looking straight at her, need and want obvious in them. Kagome was aware what it meant, and slowly, she backed away, not remembering there was a wall behind her. Every time he had this beast look in his eyes, she knew he wanted one thing only.

“Go away, leave me alone,” she asked, trying to keep a firm voice.

Sesshomaru walked in direction of her, planning to have back into the wall. He licked his lips, as he could almost taste her blood, and it was driving him mad with desire. He slowly picked up her arm, while Kagome tried to yank it away. After the first pull, she winced in pain, and bit her bottom lip. Sesshomaru took advantage of her distractions to approach her arm from his face, and slowly lick the blood off the wound.

Not only did he want to taste her blood again, but also his saliva would help heal her injury faster. Kagome froze when she felt his tongue on her skin, unsure what to do. Of course, she wanted him as far away from her as possible, but it was hard to get away when he had such a hold on her injured arm. From experience, she knew how difficult he made it for her to escape, and she didn’t wish to inflict further pain to herself.

“Stop it,” she demanded. “GET AWAY FROM ME! I don’t want you to TOUCH me,” she screamed, as tears rolled down her cheeks. She would not have him put his hands on her again. She never wanted to live that nightmare again.

Sesshomaru raised his head and growled at her. Kagome could see her blood dripping down his chin, and a chill of fear ran down her spine. Slowly, he approached his face from her, trying to intimidate her. She was his mate now, why did she still challenge him? Why wouldn’t she submit to him? Right away, he went for her neck, and nibbled the mating mark.

Kagome glued her lips together, holding a sob. She put her hands on his chest, since her arm was now free, and tried to push him away from her body. Her little strength did nothing against him; he never bulged. Every attempt she made to push him away, only made his anger grow. Now that she belonged to him, she should have submitted. Why did she fear his touch? If she had behaved he wouldn’t have hurt her, it was all her doing.

Sesshomaru grabbed her wrists, and pinned her hand above her head. Kagome felt her back being pressed against the wall, and she could no longer hold the scream in her throat. “NO! DON’T! YOU DON’T WANT TO DO THIS, YOU DON’T WANT ME!”

Angry at her words, Sesshomaru pressed his lips against hers, shutting her up at the same time. His mate was seriously annoying him; he desired her every second she was around him, and her blood was very appealing to him. Why would she scream such lies? He could feel her protest against his lips, so he pushed his tongue against her lips, separating them.

Kagome felt as if she was going to gag once she felt his tongue enter her mouth. Once she felt it against her own tongue, she only had one thing in mind, it would probably piss him off, but she wanted his tongue out of her mouth. She moved her tongue away and quickly bit down on his tongue. It did not do much damage, but it did manage to make him pull away, although, his anger had hit a new level.

Strike.

She felt his hand come in contact with her cheek, and then all she could experience was a burning sensation on her skin. Involuntarily, tears appeared in her eyes, caused by the pain. Once again, she could hear Sesshomaru growling, and before she could do anything, she was thrown on the bed. Because of the way he flung her across, her head hit the wall, bringing her more pain than she already had. Sesshomaru was walking in direction of her, like a blood thirsty monster.

Sesshomaru was very displeased with her. Why did she challenge his authority all the time! He wanted her to crave his touch; he needed to show her just how much she needed it. He stared at her lying form before proceeding to undress himself. Kagome, who had just raised her head, gasped in panic. She immediately tried to make it to her feet so she could leave the room. Before she had a chance to even make it off the bed, Sesshomaru grabbed her leg, and threw her on the bed again.

*Let’s just say I’ll start the warning here, the rape itself won’t start right away, but still… some people might find it disturbing, so there you go*

He positioned himself on top of her, right in between her legs. Kagome started to hit his chests with her tiny fists, trying to get him off of her. Of course, her attempts were useless as he picked up her hands, and held them over her head. He then picked his gold and purple obi and tightly tied her wrists together. Then, he looked down at her face and licked off the tears on her left cheek.

Immediately Kagome tried to break her hands free, disgusted, but after a few pulls, all that she managed to accomplish was increasing the pain in her arm. Sesshomaru brought her closer to him by pressing his hard erection against her clothed core. He then proceeded to attack her neck with small nibbles. Kagome’s mind was hit with flashback of what he had previously done to her, and a heart-wrenching sob escaped her lips.

“Don’t touch me, you MONSTER!” she yelled, before kicking him with her legs.

Sesshomaru slowly pulled away from her neck, his fangs showing. He took a hold of her kimono, and with one yank, he ripped it off her body. Kagome inhale suddenly, as the cool air touched her heated skin. This could not happen again. Sesshomaru licked his lips at the sight of her naked body, and howled softly. It had only been a day, and yet he had missed her body already.

“Mine.”

He advanced his bloody clawed hand to her left breast, and cupped it gently. Kagome started to struggle under him, trying to stop his touch. Quickly, Sesshomaru pinned her in place with his free hand. Slowly, he inclined his head forward, and took her nipple in his mouth, gently sucking on it. At the same time, he started to massage the other breast, being careful not to hurt her.

Tonight, he would show his bitch pleasure. He would teach her everything he could make her feel, and she would enjoy it. Kagome pressed her lips together trying to hold in her sobs, as Sesshomaru licked, and sucked her nipple. She could feel warmth developing in her lower abdomen, which was only causing her more pain. She would not let her body enjoy his touch; she despised him. Her body might be bending to his will, but she wouldn’t let her mind do the same.

Sesshomaru lifted his head softly, only to change breast. He used his other hand to caress her body; it went down her hip, clanging to her skin slightly, before cupping her round ass. He growled in satisfaction, as he felt his bitch’s soft skin. His hard cock was pressed against her heated core, and it was driving him wild with lust.

Never stopping the attention he was giving to her breasts, he moved away slightly, to give himself some room. His hands reached her womanhood, and softly, he ran his claw across it without hurting her. He had missed the sensation of being buried deep inside her tight sheath. Today, he would actually enjoy her pussy while it was dripping wet.

“NO!” screamed Kagome, wriggling under him. “Why are you doing THIS?” Kagome’s eyes were red and puffy as she felt her heart sink deep inside her. Was he trying to make her desire him? Did he think she liked what he was doing to her?

Sesshomaru ignored her as his finger reached his goal. He rubbed the entrance to her humid pussy, and slowly, he slide his finger inside of her. He was being very careful not to hurt her, as his digit went fully in. Kagome’s body buckled under the strange, unwanted touch before she breathed out heavily. Did he think she desired foreplay?

“DON’T.” Kagome closed her eyes, almost begging to escape to her own little world. She did not want to be there right now, pinned under this youkai who was about to abuse her once again. She wanted to be far away from here, even if it was just in her mind. She kept her eyes tightly closed, the tears still pouring, begging for some sort of relief.

“Bitch you will stop your useless complains.”

Kagome gasped at his tone, surprised that he even spoke to her. Sesshomaru was staring straight at her, demanding submission. Kagome opened her eyes, and glared at him, her breathing rate heavy. “NO!” she screamed; she refused to give into him.

Sesshomaru went for her neck again, and bit down on her mating mark. “Mine, you belong to me.”

He proceeded to move his finger inside of her core, avoiding hurting her. He wanted her to feel pleasure from him, even if she seemed to dislike him. He grabbed one of her breast in his hand, and massaged it gently, sometimes playing with her nipples with his claws. Against Kagome’s will, her body warmed up to his touch, slowly getting wetter. Kagome’s eyes were closed shut, as she felt betrayed by herself. How could her body enjoy his treatment? He was nothing but a rapist monster! Why was he trying to treat her nicely?

Sesshomaru inclined forward, and softly sucked on her earlobe, while increasing his rhythm. He could not stop himself from watching her face, as she tried to fight off the feelings. He ran his tongue behind her ear, and watched her bite her bottom lip. Then it happened; his finger hit a more sensitive spot inside her wet pussy, and he looked at her face while she moaned.

His chest filled with pride, he proceeded to hit the same spot again. Once again, Kagome moaned, but this time, it was mixed with a sob. She wanted to hold it back, but failed miserably. She despised him, and the only thing Kagome wanted right now, was to see him lying in his own blood, dead. Yet, she could not stop her body from reaction to the contact. Never had her body been touched that way, and it was letting her down.

“Don’t, please don’t,” she begged, her voice extremely soft, as she shook her head violently. She needed him to stop.

“Come for your alpha,” he ordered.

Kagome couldn’t find her voice, and simply shook her head. She did not want to open her mouth again afraid she was going to moan again. Sesshomaru increased the pace of his finger, hitting the spot every time. He could see her slightly arching her back, as pleasure took over her body. She would eventually give in, although it would kill her to do so.

Her mind was fuzzy as she tried to struggle against his touch. It was hard to fight the pleasure she felt as he roamed his hand over her body, gently caressing it, while the other one was inside her dripping pussy. She could feel her hips moving to his rhythm, and tears escaped her eyes. She didn’t want this; she didn’t want to feel pleasure.

One more time. Sesshomaru hit the spot once again, and before she could stop herself, Kagome bucked under his touch. “Noo-ahh!”

Sesshomaru had a prominent smirk on his face. “That’s it, come for your alpha. Submit to me.”

Kagome shook her head, but she could not hold back her pleasure any longer, and as a sob escaped her mouth, her juices flowed down, and drenched Sesshomaru’s hand. He slowly removed his finger from her wet folds, and put it in his mouth, licking it off. Kagome was lying on her back, completely breathless, and ashamed of herself.

She hated herself for this, and the fact that she had given him exactly what he wanted. She was about to raise her head when she felt his hard cock pressed against her entrance. Her eyes opened wide as she tried to stand up and stop him, but before she could do anything he was already halfway in. Her eyes closed, as her face became a representation of desperation.

Because of her wetness, it was not as painful as the first time. Also, Sesshomaru was being very careful as he pushed the rest of his length inside of her. He could smell the shame on her, and it did not bother him. Soon she would be craving for more, he just needed to give her more pleasure, and show her just how amazing he could make her feel.

Kagome tried to lift her tied up hands to push him away, but she barely managed to lift them up. “Please,” she begged, her voice a soft whisper.

Sesshomaru as usual, ignored her. Instead of listening to her pleas, he lifted her legs, resting them on his shoulders, which allowed him to go even deeper inside her soaked cunt. He growled in pleasure, as he buried himself inside her. His bitch was tight and warm, squeezing his dick just enough to bring him more pleasure.

Kagome’s struggles were only bringing him deeper inside of her, but she kept attempting. She was still seeking to catch her breath, as he slowly moved his dick inside of her. Kagome wanted him to hurt her, not bring her pleasure. She did not want to come for him again; she didn’t want him to have his way again. What he was doing at the moment was worst than simply raping her.

He smirked when he remembered where her soft spot was, and he slightly moved himself so he could hit it. “OH KAMI!” screamed Kagome when he hit it full force. She hadn’t been prepared for the sensation, and the scream had left her lips before she had a chance to stop it.

Without giving her a chance to recover, Sesshomaru hit it again, causing her to moan quietly. Sesshomaru was large, and probably a little too big for her, which cause some pain to her still hurt womanhood, but the speed he was using was soothing the sensations. Also, his every strokes were made to give her pleasure, which did not help either, in her point of view.

Keeping her legs up in the air, Sesshomaru inclined forward to nuzzle his face against the crook of her neck, where the mating mark was. “So tight.”

The juices dripping from her cunt every time he slightly pulled out were driving him mad with desire, and he didn’t know how long he would hold on. He wanted her to find her release first, so he held it back, but not without great difficulty. Kagome was shacking her head, whispering no as she felt the same warmth appear in her lower body.

Not like this. She did not want him to give her an orgasm again. She didn’t want him to feel accomplish, or pride from what he was doing. Sesshomaru probably didn’t see anything wrong with it since they were mated, but to her this was still a violation of her body; he was still raping her. To her no matter the circumstances, as long as one of them didn’t desire this, it made it wrong.

Sesshomaru increased his pace slightly, enough to try and send her over the edge, but not enough to hurt her sensitive womanhood. He lifted one of his hands, and softly started to caress her hair, as if to soothe her pain away. Kagome jerked her head away from his touch, but he only tightened his hold on her head, keeping her in place.

Kagome felt her release approaching, and she closed her eyes. Please, not again. She shook her head violently hoping that someone would come out of nowhere and save her. Not again. She felt herself crumbling down to pieces. No more tears were coming out of her eyes, as if she had no more left in her body.

Sesshomaru knew she was close, and picked up some speed again, until it happened. Her face was buried in his shoulder, trying to muffle her sounds of pleasures are her orgasm hit her with full force. Male pride filling him, Sesshomaru threw his head back slightly, feeling her juices envelop his dick for the first time. His eyes grew wider as a new type of pleasure took over.

“Yes, my bitch,” he whispered in her ear.

Once she laid back down, completely out of breath, he felt his own release coming closer, and he knew all he needed was one more stroke.

*Guess we can end the warning here, but like I said, this pretty much takes the whole damn chapter*

As soon as his seeds left his still erected cock, his eyes turned back to their regular amber color. Kagome was lying under him, her eyes closed as she felt his warm sperm inside of her, completely sickening her. For an instant panic flashed through Sesshomaru’s eyes, and he immediately wanted to jerk away from her body, only to find he was stuck.

He closed his eyes, silently cursing his beast. He hadn’t thought about him tying with her since they hadn’t last time. Now he would have to remain inside her for a few more minutes, and the thought of it repulsed him. Sesshomaru could feel the miko shacking under him, not knowing she was silently praying he would remove himself from her already.

Sesshomaru’s face was still buried in the crook of her neck, unsure what he should do next. The Miko was probably wondering why he hadn’t pulled himself out of her body yet, but he did not feel for an explanation at the moment. The only thought going through his mind was that this shouldn’t have happened again.

He remembered finding Rin in the kitchen clearly upset. Once she had told him what happened, he had followed the blood trail, which had leaded him to the injured miko. The scent of blood had been over powering any other scents around, and it had been so powerful, it had made him dizzy. He could recall his beast howling in lust, and trying to break free. He knew that was the moment the beast had taken over. He could remember clearly both times the miko had came, as if it had been him in control and not his beast. He did not like it.

Sesshomaru’s eyes still had a soft tint of red, but this time, it was caused by his anger. Plus, the scent of fear, and shame coming from the miko was bothering him to no end. Kagome was softly sobbing, although no tears were coming out. Why was he still laying on top of her? Why wouldn’t he go away? Her arms hurt, and were feeling stiff from being stretched like that, and she wished he would just untie her already. The shame and disgust she felt towards herself was immense, and it broke her heart.

How could a monster like him get away with such treatment? How could he win her body like that? How could her body feel pleasure when he touched her? The very thought of him disgusted her, and she wanted him dead. She finally opened her grey eyes, only to stare at the ceiling, clearly avoiding looking in direction of his face.

She tried to wriggle slightly, thinking it would give him the hint. Instead, a very pissed off amber eyes Sesshomaru raised his head, and glared at her. “Miko, stop moving. This Sesshomaru cannot remove himself at the moment, you will only cause yourself useless pain.”

Once again, Kagome found herself staring at a different Sesshomaru. Every time these things happened, he had a different voice, and different eyes, only to be back to his regular self afterwards. Was this supposed to happen? Did their youkai take over when they were mating? It was as if he had a split personality, and there were two of him.

Finally Sesshomaru felt himself slightly slide out of her, and he knew he was free. He removed the rest of his length out of her still wet womanhood, and as he did so, only a little amount of his seeds leaked out of her. Sesshomaru closed his eyes, cursing his beast; the miko was still in heat, and if he had doubts before, now they were almost certainty. He wasn't sure if the fertility rate between ningen and youkais was normal, but if it was, then, this was not looking good at all. He moved away from the miko, and sat on the edge of the bed, before running his hand through his long silver locks.

As soon as he moved away from her body, Kagome wrapped her arms around her legs, bringing her knees against her chest. She wanted to kill him, she wanted to hurt him the way he had hurt her, but right now, the pain was immense, and she felt as if it had taken over her whole mind. She closed her eyes, and tried to free herself from all this suffering. For a moment, she pictured herself at home with her mother, her brother, and her grandfather. They were all sitting down at the kitchen table, enjoying a meal her mother had cooked. Everyone had a smile on their face as they had to listen to another story from her grandfather. There was no pain there, it wasn't real happiness either since it wasn't real, but there, she did not suffer. And most importantly, in that world Sesshomaru did not exist.

The Taiyoukai stood up, still fully naked and bent down to grab his kimono. He noticed the miko's bloody and ripped one laying not too far from his, and sighed before rubbing the side of his head with his thumb and index. Sesshomaru turned his head slightly and saw that blood was still dripping from her deep cut. He could not allow her to soil his whole castle with her filthy blood, nor take the chance to have his beast awaken again. "Someone will come bandage your wound, and clean you."

Kagome kept staring at the door in front of her, and remained silent. She wanted to act as if he wasn't there, as if he didn't exist. Sesshomaru sighed in annoyance when she remained silent, but kept his calm, as much as he annoyed him, he could comprehend her reaction to the recent event. "They will bring you a new kimono so you can put some clothes on."

When she still refused to speak, he decided to leave it be, and to simply focus on dressing himself. He did sort of understand where the miko was coming from with her emotions, but it was still not right for her to be this upset over it. After all, they were mated, and although it disgusted him, it was part of a mate's duty to satisfy her mate. Only problem was, he did not desire the miko, and it sickened him that he had gotten control back when he was still inside of her. He had been able to really feel her juice drip down his dick, and his balls. Once again, he was going to need a bath to remove her scent and her blood off of him. Sesshomaru only half dressed himself since he did not wish to stain his kimono with her filth and dirt.

Kagome felt a sigh of relief escape her dry, bloody lips as Sesshomaru closed the door of her bedroom, leaving her by herself in the darkness of the room. She let her body slide, so she was now lying in the bed in a fetus position, still no tears in her eyes. She was aware of what he had said, and she knew the two neko youkais from the previous day would probably come. She did not mind, nor care; after all, they had tried to do everything for her last time, and she had tried to stop them. Not this time; she could barely find it in her to open her eyes. Kagome felt empty in the inside as if someone had taken her heart and ripped it to pieces. Nothing was beating inside of her; the only thing that remained was the shadow of her spirit, still trying to hold on strong.

Her spirit was the only thing keeping her alive, as if it refuses to give up, and let her give up.

Kagome closed her eyes, and nodded to herself. She would not let Sesshomaru take her life, she would not let him be the cause of her insanity, but right now she could not fight.

For now, she would sleep, and try to let her body rest a little.

Just for a little while…

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