The Principle of Evil Made Flesh

She had less than the blink of an eye to catch a lungful of air before Kagome was dragged under the hot milky water. The hand around her ankle held like iron and when Naraku drug her to the bottom of the spring, he pulled her hard into his body and forced her mouth open with a cruel kiss. Drowning is humanity’s worst fear and Kagome began to thrash as large bubbles escaped to the surface. Bulging eyes snapping open in panic, she could see nothing but light blue milky oblivion all around the monster holding her to the bottom. Void-colored hair framed Naraku’s head in an unholy nimbus and Kagome grabbed at it, anything to pull the fiend off of her so she could surface for precious air!

Fuzzy blackness began to close in at the edges of her vision as consciousness began to slip away and the drowning priestess tried everything in her meager power to keep from gulping water into her screaming lungs. She dug her nails into Naraku wherever she could find purchase and despaired when that didn’t faze him at all. Finally, she felt him rip her head back painfully by her hair and bite her throat hard with his fangs. Dim red roses bloomed against the pale blue water and Kagome had to open her mouth and take in a lungful of hot water. She knew now that she was dead.

However positive she was at her own state of mortality, the naked priestess was very surprised to find herself on her hands and knees in the shallows, panting and choking up water. Whooping in huge gasping breaths of air, Kagome’s eyes bulged in her now purple face. Suddenly she was thrown backwards by the collar around her neck and found herself hanging upside down over Naraku’s back, Water drained from her mouth and nose, spit and snot followed and the only thing graceful about the wench now was the way her limpid hair swirled down into Naraku’s wake as he moved through the water.

As she become more aware and less half-drowned, Kagome noticed thin trickles of dark reddish purple running down Naraku’s strong thighs. Had she done that? Oh no – she had down that! He was going to kill her! The inverted miko began to silently panic and had to steady herself with her hands across her bearer’s slim hips. Sharp shouki fumes welled into her eyes as his blood hit the spring’s surface in sizzling droplets.

They were headed back to the deep end of the hot spring.

“Priestess, do you wish to die?” rumbled the deep voice ahead of her.

“No, Naraku.” she mewled and tried to be as contrite as possible. Drowning was not something she wanted to revisit, ever.

Bending forward quickly, Naraku deposited his plaything on her shaking legs. The water was only waist deep on him, so her breasts floated just at the surface of the pool. The drops of liquid along the now-slack chains claiming her nipples sparkled like crystals and Naraku drank in her despoiled and captive beauty before her continued his questions in a slow drawl.

“Then what do you want from me, girl?”

His eyes were hooded and the crimson fires within were banked to lazy coals. Kagome thought to herself, Naraku actually looked curious about her answer. Her eyes dropped at his frank question and landed on his nearly submerged sex, the wet dark curls twining up his flat stomach like a nest of snakes. She noticed his thick cock twitched at its base as he flexed it for her obvious scrutiny. Kagome found her mouth had gone so very dry.

“Miko, you will answer me or you will die right now.” She didn’t see the thin smile that crossed his lips. He replayed in his mind the way her red tight sex sucked upon her nimble fingers.

“I… I want you.” was her nearly silent response. He saw her swallow thickly, her big brown eyes fixed on his rapidly swelling cock.

“Want me? What do you want me for? Do you need something only I can give to you, little bitch?”

“You know I do!” she hissed back in sudden desperation.

He reached out and tipped her face up to his with one sharp claw. Naraku closed the space between their bodies and his furious cock brushed her downy stomach. Leaning down to her ear, he growled softly the words he wanted to hear from his needy captive. Kagome’s cheeks flamed and she very nearly bit through her lip not to push her captor too far with her indignation. That indignation quickly turned to heart-thumping desire when she felt his hot lips along her neck’s tense sinews, his breath like fire down her shivering skin. She moaned into his dripping hair when she felt his large hands palming and kneading the round cheeks of her ass. Winding her hands behind his bent head, Kagome closed her eyes in ecstasy as his mouth travelled to the hollow of her throat and nipped the sensitive skin between the heavy mounds of her breasts.

When he straightened back up to his full height, the flushed and somewhat flustered priestess was stretched along Naraku’s long body. Grabbing one her white thighs, the Spider hauled it high along his waist and ground his hips seductively against her now-exposed sex. Her anger warred with her abject need and Kagome hated the next words out of her traitorous mouth with all her heart – but deep in her soul, she knew this is what she had needed, craved. The wet miko found that she very much wanted to scream obscenities into the night in Naraku’s delirious service!

“Tell me what you need from me, little bitch in heat!” cajoled the hanyou holding her fast as he teased her pierced and swollen lips with the purple head of his heavy cock. His miko was so very slick and sweet – the heat pulsing out of her virgin pussy was driving mad - but he needed to hear her beg!

When she felt him brush her captive clit, Kagome threw her head back and screamed into the night,

“I need you to FUCK me with your hard demon cock until I scream! GODS, JUST FUCK ME NOW, NARAKU!”

“No!” he hissed.

Her face seemed to fall at his refusal. Tears neared the corners of her big eyes and salt invaded his flared nostrils.

“I’M GOING TO FUCK YOU UNTIL YOU BLEED, YOU LITTLE BITCH!” he roared and thrust hard into her tight body.

Naraku slammed hard into her soaking cunt and buried himself up to his cock’s thick root. Kagome’s shrieks made his ears bleed and his cock swell even larger. Her exquisite pain was making him feel drunk! She was so damned tight and letting the iron-fast control of his form shift, Naraku allowed his cock to change and fill her every curve and inner ridge so that he could feel every inch of her pristine flesh. Beginning a hard, long pace he brought the miko’s other leg around his hips and grabbing handfuls of her delicious ass, the dark hanyou brutally drove his slave down hard onto his pussy-slicked cock over and over. Her breasts bounced in his face and the jangling rings of her thick collar sang in harmony to her heavy cries.

Kagome was on fire! Naraku was snarling in her face, his eyes ablaze with hellish red light and every excruciatingly deep thrust into her sloppy pussy made her throw her head back and cry out, the cords in her neck straining with her body’s furious abuse. The pain was spiraling along her nerves with exquisite pleasure, pleasure she’d never thought possible in all her wicked wet dreams! She could feel her inner walls clench around the brutal invader as Naraku pounded within, the sounds of their sweaty flesh echoing like thunder off the surrounding rocks. She was so very close and knew he was right, she was going to bleed.

Naraku had only Onigumo’s dim memories of fucking innumerable cheap whores, but he had never indulged himself in pussy until now. The delirious sensation of the slut’s wet walls milking him made Naraku nearly thrust hard enough to rupture her weak human body in his brutality! It was no good trying to fool himself that he could now kill her once their blissful rutting was finished; oh no, he had to have this bitch over and over again. Pleasure this intense was not to be denied!

A slow coiling in his heavy sac broke up his spine and Naraku knew he was going to cum. One last hard thrust into the sweet quivering meat that was his miko, he growled out a breathless command to his little bitch and she instantly obeyed.

“Cum in my FUCKING PUSSY!!” Kagome screamed into the night and clamped down hard on his semen-swollen cock and came like an atomic sunrise.

Naraku threw his head back and let his legions go running. His hair floated and writhed, his red eyes exploded with hellish light and a multitude of forms, legs, tentacles and spikes erupted from his straining back as the unearthly harmonics of a multitude of voices ripped from his throat and split most of the rocks around the perimeter of the spring cleanly in half. He lost himself in the cold, black fire of orgasm as he shot his thick load into the little spasming priestess he held captive and impaled.

Kagome was blind, she was deaf. She was nothing but uncontrolled sensation as it rocketed through her body. On the edges of her awareness, the priestess began to feel something cold stir inside and as her master spurted heavy within her, she began to burn. Cold fire began to ripple with her raw cunt and as she came further back into the waking world, Kagome began to scream. Naraku’s poison was within every part of him and it was burning her from the inside out.

“Oh my GOD – IT BURNS! IT BURNS SO BAD! MAKE IT STOP! MAKEITSTOPMAKEITSTOPMAKEITSTOPPPPPP!” Kagome gibbered and screeched before the pain drove her mind into blackness.

Sagging limply against him, the priestess’s reaction to his essence confirmed Naraku’s suspicions. Silly little girl, what did she expect? She had been rutted in calculating discipline for her earlier audacity but the question remained: once she healed, would the little slut crave his fuck again? Naraku smiled at the thought and lowered the unconscious priestess off him and into the hot water.

If the Spider didn’t want his toy broken beyond repair, he knew he’d better clean her up and help her to heal.