Revenge
Bought and Captured
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After over 200 years of being a slave, Sesshoumaru had never
gotten past the humiliation of being put up for sale. Yes, the entire
slavery-thing was humiliating…but the fact that someone no longer wished his
presence hurt him in a way.
Bound to a post by the neck to keep him from running away,
he heard the familiar approach of a female’s footsteps.
When he looked up to see what female wanted to look him
over, he gasped. No! Please, not that—
It was too late.
“Oh, how the mighty have fallen, eh, Sesshoumaru?”
A neko youkai stood before him…a
ago…before he was a slave…he had taken pleasure in keeping her off his land,
despite her pleas…
And now he was at her mercy. He felt her hand beneath his chin
and looked up. Cruel, deep yellow eyes stared down at him, a cruel smirk across
her face. “What? No pithy comment about how I’m a disgusting cat?”
Sesshoumaru’s eyes fell to the ground. This was not good. The hand removed
itself, and Sesshoumaru caught the transaction with his sensitive ears.
After a few moments, the neko
youkai returned. A chain was attached to the metal collar Sesshoumaru wore and
he was roughly yanked into a quick pace. The neko
youkai brought him over to a horse. She bound the collar to the end of the
saddle and swung up. Sesshoumaru said nothing as she began to walk the horse
away, Sesshoumaru in tow.
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It was not long before they reached her castle. He was
exhausted, his feet were torn and bloody, and he was very thirsty as pair of
guards came out to meet her. They bowed before her, she spoke to them in a
tongue foreign to Sesshoumaru, and they came up to him. They harshly grabbed
him and led him down to a deep dungeon. After stripping him completely, they
shackled him tightly to the wall. Knowing this was the end of his rope,
Sesshoumaru allowed himself to go limp against his bonds. There was no point in
trying to resist it…she’d kill him, surely.
“Mistress Misaki will be here
shortly.” the guards told him, leaving Sesshoumaru hanging from his bonds. The
dog youkai sighed softly as the door shut, leaving him in total darkness.
After being left in the dark, hanging by his wrists for
about an hour, the door finally opened. A dark, sadistic chuckle met his ear.
“It’s a shame you’ve already been broken…I would have enjoyed the task,” the
voice drew nearer, until it was against his ear. “Wouldn’t you have liked to be
broken by me?”
To Misaki’s surprise, the once
great demon lord, Sesshoumaru, whimpered.
A very brief flash of pity crossed her features, but then disappeared as she
placed her clawed hands on his hips. She drew his blood gladly, scraping her
sharp claws up his sides and letting his delicious blood drip down to the
dungeon floor below.
Sesshoumaru remained still, if a bit tense, under these
cruel ministrations by his new, heartless mistress. Suddenly, her claws were
removed. Then, before Sesshoumaru could even gasp, she brought her claws in a
long, painful slash, across his back. Similar to Sesshoumaru’s poison, she had
her own corrosive poison, and it bit into his wounds. A cry of sheer,
unadulterated pain filled the small cell.
Misaki leaned against
Sesshoumaru’s back and bit into his neck as her arms snaked forward to scratch
sadistically at his chest. Long, cruel stripes from her claws dripped crimson
onto the ground below. Sesshoumaru turned away, sudden fear gripping his heart.
One of her claws found itself firmly wound into his hair. Misaki
laughed softly.
“I’m going to make you pay for what you did to me…”
Sesshoumaru felt his weight drop from the chains and he hit
the ground, hard. The guards came in and grabbed Sesshoumaru both by the hair
and by his collar and dragged him behind Misaki.
Sesshoumaru was brought to her bedroom and thrown in,
brought down to his knees and roughly bound. His lips were dry, as was his
throat as he tried to swallow, but could hardly manage. The guards harnessed
him, then shackled his hand behind his back. Misaki
laughed as she circled her prey.
“I’m going to make you suffer like you’ve never suffered
before…but I’m tired.”
Sesshoumaru was lifted off of his knees and the leash to his
collar was tied to the headboard of the bed. He felt her warm body slide in
next him. Her claws sunk deep into his stomach, making him whimper in pain.
Once more, her teeth sunk into the tender flesh near his neck.
The light from the room drained as Sesshoumaru was thrown
into an abysmal hell.