Captivity

‘It’s dark.’ That was her first thought. ‘I can’t see.’ She blinked her eyes, trying to adjust to the lighting, but there was no light. The eyes did not adjust. She groaned in frustration, unable to move due to the bindings on her arms and legs. A rag held with duct tape muffled the sound. ‘Ugh, where am I?’

She started at a sudden sound to her left. ‘What was that? Is somebody there?’ She heard a slight rustle, then slow, heavy footsteps coming toward her. She cringed, attempting to conceal herself from the person who knew exactly where she was. Hands descended around her head, noisily unwrapping the duct tape and causing her to flinch. As soon as the rag was removed, a scorching liquid was poured down her throat, and she gagged, nearly choking. She caught her breath, then immediately tried to scream. And then tried again.

“What’s wrong, kitten?” The voice chuckled as she tried vainly to make a sound. “Cat got your tongue?” She looked up in the direction of the voice in horror.

‘What did you do to me?’ she mouthed.

“It’s new. It seems to be working quite well--what do you think?” The voice spoke quietly, but she could hear him perfectly. She could even sense a face somewhere near hers. She spit in that direction with confidence, receiving a sound of amused surprise in return.

“I see. You are that kind.” She glowered back at the voice, wondering vaguely if he really could see.

‘You can see in here, can’t you?’

“But of course. It wouldn’t make much sense to blind myself, would it?” The voice laughed again. “I imagine you fancied it was dark in here--it’s not.”

‘You’re saying you blinded me?! You--’

“It isn’t permanent, don’t bother straining yourself.”

She had indeed writhed and twisted about in her bindings, and was now breathing heavily. She took a moment to calm herself, and it seemed as though the voice had anticipated this, for it waited for only a few seconds before continuing slowly.

“You little humans are far too exuberant for your own good. You just aren’t built for exertion. You simply struggle through life with pain…so much pain.” She didn’t bother trying to refute his comment, knowing it would be pointless. “Don’t you think you would have learned your place by now? Living freely should be left to those born to it--humans are simply cattle. Fodder.”

Kagome began to squirm once more, urging her miko powers to rise to the surface. However, they refused to come to her aid.

‘What have you done?’

She caught the impression of a smirk in the voice that answered. “I have eliminated a threat. I knew it was only a matter of time before you returned to this world. I had only to wait. And then!” He let out a short bark of laughter. “Then, you fell right into my lap. It was just perfect.”

‘Who the hell are you??’

The laughter stopped. “My, what a dirty little mouth you have. I wouldn’t regret ripping out your little human tongue. Then again…” The voice came much closer. “…I would just hate to mar that cute little mouth…”

She heard him chuckle, felt his breath on her skin. His voice sounded so very familiar, yet she knew of no one in this time with any sort of vendetta against her. Maybe she didn’t know this person after all.

A sudden and intense pressure against her lips made her quite abruptly aware of the trouble she was in. She could feel large, firm lips against her own, too shocked to struggle against the hand on her jaw, forcing her mouth open, and the hot tongue which pressed inside, performing a cursory sweep of her mouth before swiftly withdrawing. She barely had a chance to catch her breath before being shoved roughly back down to the ground.

The voice spoke a final time.

“You seem tired. Sleepy-time it is, then. We’ll continue this discussion later.”

She heard footsteps again, this time walking away.

‘Wait! No, where am I?! HEY!’ she practically screamed, but the footsteps grew ever fainter. She struggled once more against her bonds, infuriated that she was bound with seemingly no way to escape, not to mention the fact that she had been violated so, before suddenly feeling a little prick on the back of her neck, followed by an extreme sense of lethargy.

Her last coherent thought before slipping away was that she would cause immediate bodily harm to whoever was the cause of this humiliation.

A/N: Yeah, okay, so it’s short. I know. It’s just the intro J
. I promise the chapters will get longer, as I promise that this fic won’t be too dark…maybe. I don’t have much of an idea of where this story is going, but I’d really like to make it a long one! Please R&R; any suggestions would be helpful!

Thanks so much,

KeKe