Deny Me by Demetria Reignart

Chapter 1

The last thing I remembered was being struck by that slimy, greenish-brownish snake demon, than everything went black. I'm not sure if my situation has improved from that scenario or not, because now I can't see, my head doesn't hurt and I don't feel dizzy or nauseous so I think I'm healed from the original strike.  My hands are tied, I recognize the feel of rope holding me on my feet, stretched out - I think there is a pole that the rope is tied over to keep my hands up, but even worse are the ropes around each ankle pulling my legs apart... not my happy place to be. I don't know what possesses me to wear this uniform to the feudal era but right now I'm wishing I was in pants. My inner thighs were feeling awkwardly sensitive to the cool air in the room, though I guess I don't even know if it's a room, I could be out in the middle of the forest, the pole over my head could be a tree branch for all I know. 

I could feel my power tickling up my back kissing the back of my neck as panic and fear started to sink it. I don't remember much of what happened in the next several minutes but my only comfort became the pain that was drawn on from struggling against the rope, they burned into my wrists and ankles, some how I'd managed to twist my arm around arching my back out in the process, the position was less than comfortable, but when you're tied standing up for heaven knows how long little left is comfortable. Than the sound, the soft step that if I hadn't been blind folded I probably wouldn't have heard, but my powers and senses were on over drive right now. I tenses and the moment I did I wished I hadn't, I wished I'd kept struggling and acting like I hadn't noticed them, but when I reacted they laughed, a deep, husky laugh: it sent shivers up my spin. I don't know if there was power in this male's voice or if it was just me, but it felt like there were feathery hands moving over my skin - his power I presume - brushing over me, kissing my skin, leaving me squirming from the unique sensation.

"Hello Kagome..." Again I could feel his power tremble over my flesh, he pronounced my name in prolonged syllables it made the simple phrase sound so much more intimate than it should have, or maybe it was all his power rumbling over my skin as if he were actually touching me. I don't know if it was his gift, the thickness of his voice or if he'd drugged me to make me respond the way I did, but my nipples grew hard, my breasts feeling like they're suffocated in my bra, and that slick wetness building between my thighs, against my sacred lips, making my panties feel rough as my skin felt hyper sensitive. He laughed again and I breathed deeply, a sharp intake of the thick air, I couldn't seem to get enough of it, I heard him approach me, his foot steps deafening in the silence. 

His hand was on my cheek and I struggled to move away to keep his hands off me but in my restraints there was little places to go so he caught me, my face to the side. "Are you enjoying yourself?" He asked in a voice that seemed too thick, too sexy for my position, I thought briefly that I should be afraid, terrified but than his hand moved down my cheek and across my neck stopping at my collar. I didn't even realize till he stopped that I had laid my head back, breathing heavily, it seemed inappropriate to be breathing as deeply as I was, like there wasn't enough oxygen in the air around me, but it was actually quite cold, or maybe I just wanted an excuse as to why my nipples remained so hard and taunt under my bra. His claws pushed into my neck and he growled, "Answer your Master."

Master.... Master? Only than did the fear hit me, unfortunately my own arousal seemed to play off the fear and the squirming became a more shifting of the hips than anything else; "I have no Master." I was mildly happy when my voice didn't tremble, there was a lace of fear, but also anger, I grabbed hold of that anger and tried to expand it, talking to myself, repeating 'how dare he think himself my master, he dare he treat me like a slave.' I wrapped myself in the anger, wishing I could seem him so I could give my anger a face. 

He laughed again and he let go of my collar, "Do you know who you're talking to, kitten?" He snickered and started to walk around me. At first I was sure he was going to beat me, would smack me or hit me, but he didn't instead he stopped behind me and he kneeled down and I knew he could see up my skirt but there was nothing I could do about it, so I waited because it was all I could do. His hand was cold when it touched the inside of my knee, "Answer me..." he whispered and his hand started up my inner thigh, slowly and I knew what he would do. I'm a virgin... and he knows how to control me because I am one. I bit my lip, but his hand kept moving up, my thighs were clenched and pulling against the restrains for all my worth, but I couldn't close my legs, he'd touch me, he'd have his way with me. Logically I knew that whether I complied with him or not he was going to touch me and do what he wanted with me, but if degrading myself would keep his hands off me for even another second... "Master... Sesshoumaru..." I choked on the words that I'd dreaded but I had said them. His hand kept moving upward, already up my skirt and almost to me, "PLEASE!" I yelled and he stopped, laughing, but he'd stopped.

He kept his hand there, leaning closer to my right leg I could feel his silk haori brushing against my shin and knee; he kissed just below my skirt's hem, on my thigh. His lips were soft and I was horribly turned on from his hand so close to my sex that his kiss sent a tremor along my spine. He chuckled and started massaging my thigh just below my sex, so close that if I shifted my hips right his fingers would brush my lips, he moved again so he was kneeling in front of me now, kissing along my thigh and up so my skirt brushed against his face, he opened his mouth and sucked on my leg and I almost moaned but I managed to choke on it. He grinned, I could feel his lips against my leg, "Please what?" He waited for several long moments, his actions had ceased waiting for my answer, but I didn't speak. 

He grew impatient and dragged his claws from my inner thigh down to my knee, the action was too much and too unprepared for, I arched my back and whimpered, squirming in my restrained as he slid his hand back up my thigh. "Please, please stop!" I hurried out and his hand stopped again. He wanted me to beg him, wanted to see how far I'd degrade myself, it was humiliating, but it was also extremely arousing.

"Oh, but Kitten, you're so turned on..." he teased, and I could feel the heat in my cheeks, not just from the fact that I was turned on, but from him stating it, embarrassing me and he knew it. He stood up and moved in close, bowing his head into the crook of my neck, I instantly tried to connect my chin to my collar but he grabbed me around the neck, high up so his hands held my chin up. He started kissing my neck with feather light kisses, lick in places. My hands were clenching fists in the restraints as I tried to deny the pleasure he brought me, than he started sucking on my neck, his fangs pushed into my neck but he didn't bleed me, I panted, he hadn't asked me a question, he wouldn't stop if I asked, so I just tried to take it in without giving him what he wanted, but he was persistent. He held my chin up and nibbled on my neck while his other hand moved down, he cupped my breasts and I inhaled sharply as a means to not moan for him. He bit softly, than moved up and started on my ear and I melted, I moaned and I couldn't stop it or even try to muffle it, he growled, more purred against me - he was pleased. His hand on my breasts squeezed roughly but not painfully, he knew what he was doing. 

"Please... please Sesshoumaru... stop... please..." I panted as I spoke and I hated the sound of my own desperate voice. He didn't stop, I knew he wouldn't, instead he pinched my nipple through the layers of cloth and I bit my lip whimpering through the action nonetheless. "Please... Master please... don't do this..." He stopped. For a moment all I felt was disappointment at the lack of his hands on me, his mouth tasting me, but than I was thinking clearer by the second.

He nuzzled my neck but he wasn't kissing me any more, nuzzling I could survive, kissing turned me on. His hand held my face and he turned me, his mouth touched mine light and I held my lips tight. He started nibbling my lower lip and I struggled to turn my head, his claws just held me tighter and he growled, demanding I submit to him, but I fought him anyway. He pulled away and I knew he was frustrated with me, "You're disobedience while impressive against my power is growing tiresome. The games end now, Kagome, you will submit to me." His voice was solid and thick with authority and that alone was giving me delightful chills, I knew he could own me, could control me and have his way with me and even if I fought him tooth and nail I'd enjoy ever second of him dominating me. 

But pleasure wasn't everything and I wouldn't be a slave, "No, I won't be your slave." I growled back at him, though my growl was anything but intimidating... pitiful maybe. I felt his anger in his power, my first reaction was fear, fear that he'd hurt me, he'd kill me, but in the face of death it didn't matter, fear wouldn't save me, so I fought to just be angry back at him.

His anger seemed to weaken suddenly and that scared me more, I knew he was in complete control over himself, that when he was angry he didn't know how to respond, but when it suddenly disappeared... I just knew he had an idea and I was willing to bet I wouldn't like it. He walked away from me but came back second later; he kneeled in front of me and locked something onto my knees. I tried to move and realized he'd put a bar between me knees; oh kami... was he going to break my legs? "No...no..." I whimpered and the fear was strong in my voice, "Please... please, I beg you don't hurt me..." I knew he could, I knew what he could do to me, and right now he was just toying with me. 

"You have brought this upon yourself, disobedience must be punished." He kept moving around me and I was growing more afraid by the second, the fear felt solid by now, tangible like it was choking me.

"Please, I'll do whatever you want, don't hurt me...." I could feel the tears being sucked up by the cloth, damning myself for being so afraid. 

Suddenly my world changed, he pulled my hands down from where ever he'd bound them and re tied them so they were snug behind my back. He gave me a solid push between the shoulder blades and I went tumbling to the ground and without the use of my arms to catch me the landing was going to be harsh, however I landed on a bed of pillows, thank god, if I'd fallen on concrete I was likely to break my jaw or something. The restraints on my ankles were gone but the bar between me knees held my legs open though not as far as the ankle ropes had. "It's too late for begging now, Kagome. I cannot allow you to disobey me like this, so now you must be punished."

He picked me up around the waist and laid me on my stomach over his knees and only then did I know what he was going to do, my face burned red with embarrassment, I squeaked - because nothing else can describe the sound I made - when his hand laid on my bottom. Me knees were bent so I was kneeling my legs forced open by the bar and laying over his lap at the same time. "Oh Kami..." I didn't know whether to beg him not to or prepare myself for the reaction I already knew I was going to have. I burred my face into his knee, my sex was getting wetter with anticipation, he lifted my skirt up to reveal my lime green panties, than he grabbed the back of them and slowly pulled them down, I know he did it slowly as to embarrass me... it worked... and it also turned me on. 

I never knew humiliation could be a kink until just this moment, but the sheer thought of Sesshoumaru's eyes on my backside, my slit now reveal, the cool air giving me delightful chills, oh it was maddening. His hand patted my bottom light and I whimpered, "Sesshoumaru... master..." I didn't say any more because I wasn't sure I wanted to tell him not too. He squeezed my bottom than raised his hand and I squinted my eyes trying to prepare myself for the first strike, than it came and I gasped, clenching my bottom tightly. He chuckled and rubbed my ass than smacked it again, and again I gasped for air, rubbing my face into his thigh and wishing this wasn't turning me on, wishing he didn't have such a great nose and wishing I wasn't so turned on by being completely and humiliatingly exposed to something so exquisitely sexy as him...

He smacked my ass again and than a fourth time and the fifth time I knew I wouldn't be able to hold it back, he raised his hand and hit me hard and I moaned, that stopped him and all I could think about was how humiliating this was and how degrading it was that I was loving it so damn much. He laughed; he laughed and leaned over me, grabbing me by the hair so I faced him but I was still blindfolded, "Kitten, you seem to be quite enjoying yourself. Tell me Kagome, do you like it when I spank you?" He snickered and grabbed my ass forcefully squeezing it. "Say it Kagome, tell me you want me to slap your ass." 

I nuzzled my face into his thigh and his hand moved lower so he touched my thigh, right next to my slit, "Say it..." he whispered lower and huskily, than his finger slid over my slid and I whimpered. He rubbed his finger along my slit and I kept whimpering, it felt amazing, I knew my ass was still red from the spanking, but the thought of another strike, another sting... I did want him to beat my ass, but if rubbing my slit was the price for not saying it, well I wanted both at this point.

"Please... Master... Master please punish me, spank me..." I sounded breathy even to myself, the pleasure was thick in my voice. He laughed and moved his hand from my slit grabbing my ass again before smacking me again, this time harder, it stung, but it also made me moan, "Again..." I whispered and he struck me again, and still again. He stopped when my ass was red, and I knew not much more and the delicate line between pleasure and pain would be crossed, I think he knew that too. 

He kept one hand between my shoulder blades while he cupped my sex, his middle finger rubbing against my clit, pushing between my lips to play with the small bud. I whimpered and moaned, and he kept playing with it, even as I squirmed and struggled to close my legs against the bar. He was laughing at me, at my futile attempts to protect myself, but it was hopeless and I was helpless and loving every second of being his toy. He kept rubbing me and the pleasure was building, slowly he dipped one finger into me, I was soaking and his finger slipped right into me, but it was still tight. He rubbed me from the inside and I moaned, arching my back but he held me down while he moved his finger inside of me. I tried to move against him but if I moved he'd stop so I had to fight to remain still while he pleasured me. I whimpered and whined while he tormented me, "Please..." I begged him, I wanted to cum, he was holding out on me, tease me slowly, than he withdrew his finger and I gasped and bucked to take him back into me.

He laughed and leaned over to kiss my cheek, "You'll cum when I decide, Kitten." He continued to laugh and pushed me off his lap so I landed on my back on the bed of pillows. He crawled on top of me and leaned over me, kissing me, while I was reluctant I didn't fight, I was exposed and my slit was dripping, hard to deny wanting him now. He slid his tongue into my mouth and I wanted him, I sucked on his tongue. His hand stroked my breast, teasing my nipples to hard nubs, than he grabbed the front of my shirt and tore it down and I couldn't bring myself to care, he sliced the center of my bra between my breasts to reveal me completely to him. It was frustrating, I knew he was dressed, but it didn't matter I couldn't even see him, I however, was helpless to cover myself. My hands still tied and my legs spread, my panties pulled down to my knees and now my shirt torn open, I was completely exposed and helpless... and I absolutely loved being at his mercy. His words still ringing in my head... I loved his power over me, he would control when I came, only with his mercy would I feel pleasure, oh it was delightful. 

He started teasing my nipples sucking on one while he pinched the other, than he stopped for a moment and when he returned I could feel the cold wetness of ice sliding against my nipple and I jerked beneath it even as I moaned, "Oh please, yess... more..." I couldn't believe I was saying it, but I wanted him to own me completely. He kept the ice against my nipple until it almost stung than pulled it away to give the other the same treatment. He used the ice on my body, over my belly button and finally lower, first he rubbed it over my lips, teasing me with what he could do to me, than he slid it between the lips and rubbed it back and forth. I was panting and struggling to remain still, the moment I moved he pulled away and I cried out for him to torment me more, and he would. He held my lips open with two fingers and rubbed the ice against my clit, it was a sweet torture, my legs were trembling against the bar, wanting to move and protect my tender clit.

He chuckled, "Who do you belong to, Kitten?" 

"You, Master... Sesshoumaru..." I whimpered as I spoke, than the ice was gone and I bucked helplessly, "Please! Please Master torment me!!" I cried out for him to dominate me but he never returned with the ice.

I whimpered and squirmed, he moved over top of me, gone for a brief moment than suddenly kneeling over my shoulders and face. His fingers touched my lips, "Now you will please me, Kitten..." He told me softly and all I could do was nod helplessly. There was a moment of rustling cloth than he was against my lips, waiting for me to open my mouth and take his cock in my mouth. I blushed and turned away, but he caught my cheek and pushed one finger between my pursed lips, "Open your mouth Kitten. Do as you're told." The demand was enough and I opened my mouth. Slowly he shifted so he was on all fours over me, the tip of his cock just inside my mouth, I brushed it with my tongue and I felt a tremor slid through his body so I did it again, this time he gasped. It didn't take me long to catch on, I raised my head to take the head of his cock into my mouth, closing my mouth around him I started suckling him, sliding my tongue against him and swirling around the tip. 

He groaned and clutched the pillows above me, he moved and slid more of himself into my mouth, I laid my head back so he wouldn't choke me and continued to suck on him, wishing my hands were free so I could feel his cock. I pleasured him with my mouth, enjoying how he dominated me, how he moved his hips over top of me so I could have more or less of him. Than he pushed deep into my mouth and I choked trying to pull away but he held me in place and I whimpered to escape. "No," he whispered and I was crying as I choked, "Relax, Kagome, take me... You're going to swallow my cum, take me into you... Just relax..." his voice was hoarse and husky but I obeyed and relaxed. He was thick in my mouth, to deep for comfort but I wasn't choking, he gave me the moment I needed to get comfortable with him so deep in my mouth than started shifting in my mouth and I could taste his precum on my tongue. I wanted him to cum in my mouth, wanted to be covered in his seed like a slave should be, wanted to be marked with his scent so everyone would know I was his. The thought alone was a torment to me, he kept shifting in my mouth and I moaned while I sucked him off. He tensed suddenly and a moment later his thick seed flowed into my mouth, it was hot and uncomfortable, but I swallowed it as my master had told me to do, I drank him down and sucked the remaining off his cock before he pulled out of my mouth. I lay there feeling extremely helpless and exposed and horribly turned on.

He leaned over me and kiss me, I was kind of surprised actually, I thought guys didn't like to taste themselves but he didn't seemed to mind as he plunged his tongue into my mouth. He pulled away and pulled the blindfold off, I was blind for a moment extra. The room was dark but I could see his eyes glazed over with satisfaction, the gold practically glowing, "Good girl..." he whispered to me and kissed me again. 

He pulled away and slid down my body, "However... your torture has just begun." My eyes shot wide, I wasn't sure what else he could do to me, but I knew he would find something. He rubbed my inner thighs, sitting there like he was thinking for a minute than he moved to my feet, pulling shackles out that had been lost from under the bed of pillows, I knew without a guess that the chain on them was attached to the floor. He locked it around my ankle, removed the bar from between my legs, than locked the other ankle in place, spread farther than the bar once again. He crawled up my body and cut the ropes off my hands and rebound me eagle stretched arms pulled out stretched to more shackles buried under the pillows. He slashed off the rest of my clothes that had been hanging on to me, and only then did I realize he'd covered himself again, it seemed to make the fact that I was stark naked all that much more embarrassing with him fully dressed.

He moved between my legs again and stroked my slit making me squirm and moan softly, but it was just a tease, he wasn't going to give me release, just torture me with what he could do to me. He stopped and moved his hands down my thighs, over my shins to my ankle than turned so his back was to me and he straddled that one leg, I couldn't see what he was doing but it seemed awkward that he would focus on my foot. Than it started... what he meant by my torture had just begun, I bucked instantly as the feather slid up the underside of my foot, throwing my head back as I laughed. It didn't take much to make me laugh hysterically - I was extremely ticklish - he ran the feather between each toe, the binding on that foot kept me from moving it barely at all, but the rest of me thrashed and bucked underneath the tickle torture. He laughed with me, knowing he was torturing me and that I was loving it all the same. He had a feather in each hand, one going between my toes while the other moved up and down my foot. He shifted to the other foot without ever letting up on the tickle torture. I was begging, pleading him to have mercy and stop tickling me, but he never did, I was crying with laughter and he kept tickling me. He started up my thighs, tickling the backside of my knees and my inner thighs which was a serious turn on, not that I wasn't already trembling with pleasure. He flicked one feather over my pussy while I squirmed to escape but there was no where to go all I could do was take it, endure it and love it. He kept one feather at my pussy as the other went to my stomach and belly button, "Please, please! Noooo..." I cried out to him but he never even hesitated through all my begging. Than he had both feathers on either side of me, under my arms and down my sides, I was crying, "ANYTHING! PLEASE STOP! I BEG YOU!!!" 

I was helpless, I don't know how long he tickled me, but eventually he said to me, "You'll be mine forever, my slave, and you'll love how I torture you. Admit it, Kagome... you like this tickle torture..."

It didn't take me a moment, yea I liked it, I loved it, my pussy was dripping wet while he tickled me mercilessly, "YYESSS! YESS MASTER!! I LOOVE IT!!" He tickled me for several more long minutes than he slowly eased up and stopped. I was panting beneath him, aroused and desperate for release, my body hyper sensitive from the tickle torture.

 His hand was between me leg, stroking me like a beloved pet, and the concept seemed suiting... and I liked it. He laid beside me and kissed me tenderly, stroking me to keep me horny. "I believe... you won't feel your release today..." He laughed out loud, knowing how bad I was craving. "Perhaps tomorrow, for now, enjoy my gift to you, Kitten." He reached into his haori and pulled out what looked like a little green seed, he rubbed it against my wet slit and slowly pushed it up inside of me, I groaned and moved up to meet him, than he pulled out and left the little seed inside of me. It only took seconds for me to respond to it, it started shifting inside of me, it felt like it was growing, moving inside of me and rubbing against me in ways no hand or cock could, I felt part of it slid out of me and ripple over my clit torturing me as I squirmed against it.

 "What is this..." I breathed heavily while it moved inside of me, I felt like I could orgasm at the slightest push, but the thing was very careful in its movements, it was torture like none I'd experienced before. It kept me moaning and whimpering with every shift it made, but never did it let me orgasm.

Sesshoumaru watched my slit for several minutes before he answered me, "It's a toy I had crafted, it'll keep you prepared for me, for whenever I decide to come back and play with you personally..." He looked up at my face and grinned and I knew what he meant but I had to be sure. 

"I can't orgasm..."

"Not until I let you, my Kitten." He snickered and I clutched at the pillows helpless in my bondage as he walked out on me, the toy holding me suspended in tortured pleasure.