Pure Evil

Hello I'm sesshou_lover and I'm a pervert. (Readers say: Hi pervert) It seems even I have become inflicted with the virus I call writing dark fiction. I wasn't going to come to this site as I told some of my readers, but this fic beats what I've done before. So I thought, what better home than here. He aware, there will be anal action, even in this chapter.

Disclaimer: Miroku may be my muse, but I don't own Inuyasha and company. My bills are taking my money away.

Pure Evil: Prologue

Kagome lay on the bed, tied down on hands and knees. She had a ball gag in her mouth keeping her screams from being heard. Tears of humility streamed down her face, slowly increasing in intensity.

She should have known better this time. But it really was all her fault for allowing this to happen to her.

She tried turning her head to see in the corner where she knew he stood. It was her body that gave her away. Though her mind refused to enjoy this, her body ached for what she knew was coming, natural juices causing her sex to glisten.

She heard the rumbling growl of her male companion. It really was all her fault that this was happening. She should have known better than to accept this.

In her mind she begged for him to stop staring. She felt the intensity on her raised backside. He could do whatever he wished, would do whatever pleased him and she could not stop him.

Hot hands, calloused from centuries of sword work parted her cheeks bringing her one left virgin cavity into view.

She trembled, mind in terror, body in anticipation. She’d been warned by all her friends never to befriend this male. Her purity could never remain intact around him. How stupid had she been not to notice? Only she was to blame for all this mess.

She was already slick with lubricant. His fingers had already worked to stretch her to accommodate his great girth. It wasn’t enough. She just knew it wouldn’t be enough to stop the pain from coming. How could it not?

“Relax,” he commanded. Her body instantly obeyed. It is never his intention to harm her. If he commanded something it was her job to do it. She was trained to obey his every demand. It was how she had survived his intention this long.

If she were not wearing a gag she might have begged him to leave her alone. She was frightened. She did not want this in the slightest.

But he did not allow her the ability to talk. She knew he did not listen to her whimpers when the broad head of him began its assault on her rectum, pushing past the tight ring of muscles.

She felt the constant flow of liquid he continued to smear around them to help the continued ease of his invasion. It still hurt to be stretched so incredibly tight. She felt it burning.

Still he continued pushing, until finally with a slight pop the head made it past the ring of resistance. He hissed at how tight she felt around him, but knew he couldn’t hope to enjoy it until he fully buried his length in her hole.

This was his final conquest of her. He had been the one to take her virginity in all possible angles. She belonged to him now and she would know it.

The gag held back her scream of pain as he pumped slowly into her. Unfortunately she could not deny the intense pleasure that also came with his brutalizing her backdoor.

They had discovered, quite by accident, that she had an erogenous zone in her anus. The consequence led him to this course of action, sodomizing her.

Only his first stroke was gentle. Then he took her hard, grinding in with every hard thrust. He grunted in obvious pleasure, curling over her to whisper in her ear.

“You love this don’t you? I can feel you squeezing me tightly.” He had no idea how right he was. Her hips, of their own volition constantly thrust back just as hard.

She knew she would never feel the same in her body after this. He was too big for her cunt, so him in her ass was much too overwhelming.

He reached over for the dildo on the side table, eager to keep her off balance. He wrapped one arm around her waist, keeping her close to him, as he began to invade her pussy with the toy. The tightness was almost too much and the sensation through the thin membrane separating the holes once he turned on the vibration…indescribable.

He released the gag just to hear her screams of pleasure, calling out his name as her orgasm hit hard. He hadn’t reached his yet. He was not about to allow her to relax so easy.

“Mine,” he growled out. His possession had the correct effect on her; she came again. She could not deny his hold on her. He would always have this hold over her. It was their destiny many would say. And it was entirely her fault.

~*~

Two Years Later

Kagome Higurashi sat in her office feeling sorry for herself. Her loving fiancé was on his way out of town and she was stuck at work, looking over the hardest case of her short career.

She was a very successful young lawyer, who held her own against the so-called older sharks. Years of hanging with her best friend taught her how to be stronger than everyone else around her.

Her professional life went as she expected, perfectly. She had everything she wanted to have. She had a partnership with one of the biggest law firms in the world. She has never lost a single case, though there had been some near failure until her brilliance shone through.

Kagome got to travel to defend people over various issues. Her current case was a divorce proceeding. Her client, a loathsome male, was divorcing his wife to marry his adopted daughter.

Kagome honestly wanted no part of the case, but her boss, and fiancé, assigned the case to her when he had been called away. So now she had to figure out how to get this man everything he wanted, while at the same time keeping her natural dislike for the man from showing. It was harder than she thought it would ever be.

She sighed, unconsciously rubbing the back of her head just underneath her hairline. It was a trait everyone knew she acquired years ago but no one knew why. Her friends did not know what lay hidden in the spot she usually rubbed so furiously at times of stress.

It wasn’t really a subject matter she felt all that comfortable speaking of anyway. No one would understand and everyone would blow it completely out of proportion.

‘As if there weren’t a reason.’ Her reason? Him, her only weakness. She shuddered simply to think about him. So she always sought to push him from her mind, as far as possible.

“Ms. Higurashi,” her assistant, Kikyou, said. “You have a call from Sango.”

Kagome tried to hold back her sigh. Sango never called her about anything important, no matter how much she kept telling her friend not to call during work hours.

“Put it through.” Kagome picked up the phone.

“Hey Kagome, I heard Hojo was leaving town today.”

Kagome looked at her watch. “His plane should have already left. He’ll be in Toronto for a few days only this time. Then he’ll be back to take this case away from me and I’ll be able to go back to my real work.”

She smiled at the thought of Hojo. Although she never thought she’d end up with someone so nice, especially after she kept turning him down, she found she enjoyed the peace.

Hojo loved her like he loved no other woman. He loved her like no other man had loved her before. He was so patient with her dating so many worthless men, always hoping that one day she’d give him the chance he’d been waiting for.

Her friends always pushed for her to give in to his question. One day she did. And she hasn’t regretted it since. They dated for only two months before becoming engaged but they knew each other for so much longer that it just felt natural to want to marry him.

Kagome had no real complaint in Hojo. Well, maybe there was one, but that had nothing to do with him. Hojo was too sweet to give her what her body craved at the oddest moments.

“Well I was wondering if you wanted to go to the movies with me, or maybe get a drink at the café or something. I think we should hang out together,” Sango was saying. There was something in her voice that bothered Kagome.

Kagome looked at the piles of files on her desk, “I don’t know if I can do that. I am swamped with work so I’ll probably be here for a long time anyway. Besides, I’m fine. I’m not upset that Hojo has to work, it happens.

She heard a frustrated sigh on the other end. “I’m know you’re not upset over Hojo having to travel. It is just; you haven’t been the same since you know what happened. I want you to have fun. Stop burying yourself in your work.”

The "you know what" situation had to do with her relationship before Hojo. She’d been dating Inuyasha, the biggest mistake of her life. Everyone thought he messed up that relationship. But Inuyasha didn’t.

Sure he had been fucking around with Kikyou and she found them on her old work desk, but it hadn’t bothered her. She replaced the desk, but it had not been his betrayal that bothered her.

She honestly expected Inuyasha to sleep around on her. It was what he did, who he was. He had never been the sort to want an honest relationship. She had been okay with it, because she wasn’t too sure about wanting to be with him either.

She hadn’t fired Kikyou only because it hadn’t bothered her that Kikyou went after her boyfriend. So what her friends thought bothered her wasn’t what bothered her and wasn’t the real reason she wasn’t the person they all knew from before.

What bothered her was what happened when she left. She never spoke of that to anyone, and it had nothing to do with Inuyasha. All anyone knew of that night was that Kagome ended up in the hospital after losing blood from self inflicted wounds to her wrists.

Still Kagome knew that wasn’t why Sango was worried. That particular incident happened a long time ago. “Tell me what’s going on Sango. What is it you are trying not to tell me?”

Sango knew she had been caught. As much as it pained her she had no choice but to say, “Sesshoumaru is back in town.”