Lion and the Rabbit by Kagome Yuki Niwa

Gagged

Lion and the Rabbit

Chapter Three: Gagged

RATED M FOR SEX, BONDAGE, SADISM, MASOCHISM, ETC.

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He heard her scream against his hand in both slight fear and indignation.

It was music to his ears.

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"I sometimes look at the stars here and I hate humanity for what they have done in the future." Kagome murmured softly, Sesshoumaru looking at her through the corner of his eyes as she stared up into the evening. They were not too far from the camp and he had accompanied the miko that wanted to venture out further into the dark. She was key in the defeat in Naraku and he couldn't allow her to be killed by some passing youkai.

"And what is that they have done?" the taiyoukai intoned softly.

"They multiplied their numbers by the billion and destroyed our earth slowly. There are few trees in the forest and fewer stars in the sky. The earth is plagued with pollution and it clouds the night. It is cleaner here then there..." the miko answered with frown curling her pretty lips downward.

"Ningen are wasteful creatures." Sesshoumaru muttered, his gaze also turning to sky, not finding it too difficult to believe what lay in store for the future she described. Given the ningen race's track record it wasn't difficult at all.

"That they are."

Sesshoumaru turned to the miko and arched a brow inquiringly, "I notice you say 'they' rather then 'we', are you not apart of humanity?"

Kagome shrugged her shoulders and her frown deepened, "I am in between times so I occasionally think very differently. Can I consider myself apart of ningen race if I tak into account the powers I have been given or the process that I think?"

Sesshoumaru said nothing but instead turned his gaze back to the stars. Silence reigned for several moments before he slowly spoke, "I do not think I would... " The youkai paused as he mentally searched for an appropriate word before continuing. "... enjoy your presence if you were like the humanity you describe or the humanity that exists at this point in time."

Kagome only laughed aloud, "Is that your way of saying you like me?" she giggled slowly.

"It is... possible but not definant."

Her laughter only increased and his lips twitched into a grin.

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A soft rumble slipped passed his lips as he chuckled lowly, enjoying the way she squirmed and writhed against the bed as she attempted to yank at the bindings that held her hands. His free hand brushed along the mound of her breasts, dipping a claw teasingly within the valley. A gasp filled his hand and he pulled both his appendages from the miko. She turned to look at him, a simmering anger along with desire filled her cerulean gaze. He stood at the foot of the bed and gave her a haughty look, a brow arched with a heart-stopping, devilish smile.

"Now, miko, choose a safe word." he murmured lowly, his voice sliding sinfully along her body allowing goose bumps to crawl along her skin.

"You just kidnapped me and now expect me to sleep with you?" Kagome growled impressively - for a ningen that is.

"I do not expect anything, I know it will happen." the taiyoukai shrugged his shoulders a cry of indignation reached his elfin tipped ears. "Now, choose a word."

Amber met cerulean and Kagome pursed her lips for a moment or so before narrowing her eyes at the male. What an asshole. True, he was the last man she had expecting to be her partner for the evening but he was there and Sesshoumaru was a sexy beast in every sense of the phrase. Plus he was going to provide her with what she had come for. It was a win-win situation as far as she was concerned and the way his eyes smoldered over her form was absolutely sinful! How did any woman say 'no' to that gaze? She internally snorted and realized that they probably hadn't.

"Kitty-cat. I choose kitty-cat!" she finally called and Sesshoumaru gave her a look that clearly stated he was unamused. "If you're going to tie me up and have your wicked way with me then I'm going to choose a word I like! You should be happy I didn't choose something like 'fluffy!" A grin that would have had lesser men run for the hills curled his lips, and his eyes darken to an almost orange-gold color. Thankfully, she wasn't a man so instead the effect had her insides do little flips and flops.

He chuckled lowly once again and made his way toward the wall where his long fingers moved over several toys. His hand fell upon a fuzzy glove and Kagome gulped softly as he gripped it and placed it along his right hand. It was black and looked completely and utterly soft. He made his way toward her slowly, his gaze hungry, his lips moist. He had waited for this moment for such a long time it almost held a dream-like quality. Nothing in his wildest dreams would ever be able to mirror the soft scent of her arousal as he looked over her body.

Kagome's lips were pursed as the youkai stalked toward her. It wasn't walking - nothing that erotic could be called walking. It was a slow movement, the flexing of his muscles under the leather, the roll of his hips, the sway of his arms. When he was by her side, his eyes were no longer liquid amber but held the color of the setting sun. Crimson, orange, yellow, gold, all mixed into one area, melting and meshing. Her train of thoughts were lost to the wind his fore finger and thumb came and undid the clasps along the back of her corset, his hand sliding along the material.

Each clasp undid with an audible snap and slowly but surely her breasts bounced without the pressure placed. As the last clasp was undone, Sesshoumaru pulled it from her body, revealing her torso to his wandering eyes. "No bra, miko?" he murmured lowly, the sound jerking something low in her abdomen, as an even deeper chuckle fell from his sultry lips. "That's terribly naughty of you... terrible naughty yet delightfully sexy." he purred, bringing his gloved hand to caress a breast. Kagome whimpered upon contact and Sesshoumaru tilted his head at the sound.

The fluffy glove along the palm and fingers were equipped with sharp metal spikes that could cause serious damage if not handled right and the sensory over load was completely ridiculous. The combination of hard tipped pain and perfect softness was always a good start to a night of fun. "Tell me, do you like it out of the box? Or shall we work you up to it?" He inquired, his palm moving enticingly over her breasts, little red welts raising along her pale flesh. Kagome shuddered and he stopped moving his hand and rest it along her stomach, applying slow pressure until she cried out in a mix of pain and pleasure.

"Out of the box!" she gasped and he nodded his head.

"That's a good girl." he whispered his gloved hand rolling over each breast slowly. Normally, by now, he'd be fucking his partner's brains out until they splattered along the floor and wall because his pleasure had always been far more important then a random person's but this was Kagome and they had all the time in the world plus he wanted to keep her. He wanted to take his time learning about the things she liked and teach her what turned him on. It was... odd to want those things, for lack of a better word.

The taiyoukai bent his form over hers and pressed his lips to the tip of one pink nipple, his tongue lathering until it was a firm hardened nub rolling along his mouth. The gloved hand moved along the other breast and she arched further into his hand and mouth, her arms pulling uselessly at the bindings that held her still. Her skin tasted salty and pure. His tongue was tingling as though it be shocked by little lightning sparks. She tasted of power and that was only along her flesh. Vaguely he wondered what the rest of her taste like but promised himself to find out soon.

Lips ghosted along her skin, trailing along side the perky pale mound until they reached the other breast where he gave it the same attention. Kagome's eyes fluttered shut, her sensitized nipples aching. Some women didn't find pleasure in having their breasts touched so intimately, often finding it disgusting and associating it with children and breast feeding. Kagome was not one of those women and enjoyed any attention given to them and Sesshoumaru's mouth was warm and inviting when he nibbled and bit along the red welts left by the glove.

Releasing the nipple with an wet 'pop' she opened her eyes and met the ever changing gaze of her current partner and watched the wicked smirk curl his lips as he trailed open mouth kisses along her stomach until he reached the waist band of her skirt. He breathed deeply, eyes rolling back into his sockets, sniffing the air and rolling the scent along his every sense. "Kagome... " he murmured wickedly, hot breath rolling along her waist. "You smell delicious." His fingers found the zipper along the skirt and he pulled with an exaggerated slowness that had her lips pursed and eyes narrow. He slid it along her legs until he came to the bindings that tied her feet to the foot board of the bed. There was no decision to make.

Kagome was tied and she was going to remain that way.

The skirt had to come off.

So he shrugged his shoulders and tore it from her body in one smooth motion.

"Oh you ass!" she hissed. "That skirt was expensive!"

"I'll buy you another." he murmured, another smirk curling his lips as he took in the spike of arousal in her scent. He pulled away from her and made his way back to the wall. "Hell, I'll buy you a store!" he muttered to himself as he grabbed a small 'Cat O Nine Tails', the strands just a pinch longer then his arm and a ball gag. His fingers moved over the wall until he reached several clover metal clamps and a chuckle spilled from his mouth. Nodding his head in content he moved back to where Kagome was and looked at the squirming miko.

Her eyes fell on the toys and then back at him she opened her mouth to ask what he intended but was quickly cut off by his mouth being pressed against hers. His lips pushed hers apart and he thrust his tongue into her mouth, dominating, plundering. Teeth met teeth, lips crushed lips. Tongues battled for dominance and Sesshoumaru pulled away, a snarl barring his fangs. "I am dominate and therefore you will not fight back. Do you understand?" Kagome nodded her head and a hand reached up to slap her welt ridden breasts. The initial contact stung and a small whimper slipped passed her lips. "I didn't hear you."

"Yes." Kagome murmured slowly, demurely and he shook his head, slapping the other breast, putting more strength into the contact.

"Yes what, miko?" he growled lowly.

"Yes Sesshoumaru-sama." she responded and he nodded his head. His lips pressed roughly against hers one more time, addicted to the taste of her tongue on his. Her tongue retracted and she hissed softly as she was knicked with a fang. Her blood filled his mouth and his chest rumbled with a slow growl of approval. He fed at her mouth, suckling on the tongue that dripped precious crimson liquid that filled him with a slow burning fire. A little blood in foreplay was like crack to most youkai and Sesshoumaru was not immune to this.

He pulled his lips from hers somewhat reluctantly and slipped the ball gag over her head and upon her mouth. Her swollen lips latched onto the ball as he tightened it along her mouth until her mouth would open no more and straps were embedded deep within her skin. Leaning down until his lips were pressed along her ear, her roughly whispered, "I want to hear your screams as though were gagged by my cock rather then this silly little toy." Kagome shivered, her eyes closed as his tongue traced a path along the shell of her ear. His claws danced teasingly along her bare torso and sides and she squirmed, her breathing raggedly coming along around the ball in anticipation at was about to occur.

The clover clamps were brought to taut nipples and he poked and prodded as they tightened until the nipples were red rather then the soft pink. As they tightened, her arousal increased, her black lace panties become wetter as time passed. Kagome's backed arched slowly, her hands clenching and unclenching as she moaned around the gag. Sesshoumaru moved away from the small, writhing body and he surveryed the miko.

His eyes moved in appreciation along her form, noticing the ire in her cerulean eyes as he took his sweet time. He knew he would never forget the image the miko presented him at this point and time. Her form was tied to the bed, her breasts and stomach covered in welts from the glove, her breasts holding his hand prints, her lips swollen as a small trail blood dribbled along her chin. She was clad in nothing more then her stockings, her underwear, and her stiletto boots. All but the underwear could stay and they would come off in due time. He paced at the foot of the bed, his fingers reaching for the cat-o-nine. They touched the smooth handle and he slowly tested the small whip like toy.

His wrist flicked out and the whip made a sound 'snap' that had Kagome pressing her thighs together in anticipation and some fear. The cat-o-nine he had was made of the leather straps and those were far more dangers then cloth or plastic. Leather, if not handled correctly, could tear into her flesh like a knife to butter.

"Since your mouth is gagged your safe word is currently invalid. In the event you want me to stop, tap your feet three times together in rapid succession. Alright?" Kagome nodded her head and without notice he struck out, the strands from the cat-o-nine barely brushing her skin. She jerked and he licked his lips.

He had always enjoyed having someone before him completely and utterly helpless. It appealed to some baser instinct he held deep within. He was hard already, so achingly hard that he wondered how he was going to survive the night. His deepest and darkest fantasy was coming true before his very eyes and it was more then he had hoped for. His kinks and her kinks mirrored almost perfectly and now he just had to find her limits. He felt like a child with a brand new toy except this toy would play with him too.

Sesshoumaru flicked his wrist again, this time the strands did make contact and the caressed her inner thigh, leaving long red welts that rose to the skin. Again, she moaned against the gag and his eyes darkened. He had been using a whip since he was no more then pup and when the ningen began to make the toys, he was already a professional at his use with them. The cat-o-nine flicked out again, hitting along her other inner thigh and Kagome writhed, her thighs pressing together as she moved them back and forth to create a pleasureable friction; some sort of relief.

"No!" Sesshoumaru growled, striking out harder with the whip against her closed thighs. "I will give you your pleasure, you may not seek self-satisfaction unless I allow it." Immediately, Kagome's legs parted and she trembled gently at the combination of his voice, the pain, and pleasure. He reached a hand out and with one abrupt pull, tore the panties from her legs with a wet tearing sound. Kagome's body jerked with action and the cool air assaulted her weeping lower lips. Sesshoumaru's eyes fell upon her core, noting with interest [and immense satisfaction] that she lacked the usual curls that women had there, most likely waxing or shaving to a smooth perfection.

His fingers twitched, wanting nothing more then to touch her and bring her the pleasure she sought. He refrained though, enjoying her trussed up form and wanting to drag out the slow torture.

He held the whip above her body, moving it along the sensitive flesh slowly, allowing it to lightly caress her skin as he walked around her body slowly. "Do you know how I have longed to do this to you?" he asked slowly, the strands caressing and teasing. "Centuries, Kagome, centuries." His tongue wet his lips and he felt his pants continue to tighten along his length enjoying the soft gagged sounds that spilled from her lips.

He pursed his lips and brought the cat-o-nine to hit along the side of hip, brushing her plump ass. The movement cause her head to fall back against the pillow, her thighs pressed together as she rubbed them close, and he chuckled slowly. More juices spilled form her lower lips and he gave a low growl. "Part you legs as far as they can go." he murmured and Kagome complied like the good little submissive she was and without warning he brought the strands down harshly along her lips causing a soft scream to move around the gag. "No self satisfaction."

Kagome roughly pulled on her hand bindings to no avail and writhed on the bed as her core wept in need. A part of her screamed in pain and the other screamed in pleasure but both sides craved more. Her eyes flashed and darkened to the color of the unseen depths of the ocean and she refrained heavily from clenching her thighs tight. Her eyes met Sesshoumaru's and he pulled the fishnet shirt over his head leaving his chest bare to Kagome's eyes as she took in the hardened planes.

His hand that didn't hold the whip moved to caress on his nipples in a slow circle, enjoying another abrupt spike in her scent. So the miko was somewhat of a voyeur. His fingers trailed between the hard planes of his abbs and moved along the waist band of his pants teasingly. His fingers worked at the bindings that laced up the front of his pants, enjoying the fact that her mouth salivated at the view. The ball gag made it difficult for her the woman to swallow and so saliva trailed down her chin slowly. He smirked in interest. The youkai had always enjoyed bodily fluids such as saliva and blood as well as those produced by sexual gratification.

It must have been the animal within or maybe he was just that fucked up... something he plain out refused to acknowledge.

As the bindings came undone, he pulled slowly so that part of his length was revealed. Kagome once again squirmed and his fingers worked slowly at the tip of his engorged member, moistened by the precum that dotted it. There was a soft hiss from his lips and watched her gaze follow his every movement. "I wonder what hole I should put this in. Shall we start with the mouth and work our way down?" he asked aloud and by the way Kagome swallowed, she seemed to think it was a grand plan. "I thought as much."

He stroked himself lazily and growled lowly at the thought of her wet mouth sucking him dry.

His whole body spasmed at the thought.

Off came his boots, followed by the pants, and then he made his move.

Starting at her bound legs and feet, he crawled up her body, his lips ghsoting along her warm skin every now adn then until his face came face to face with hers. The reddened eyes sparked with an almsot malicious intent before he spoke solemnly, "Kagome... " he purred softly, a growl rumbling in his chest causing small vibrations to reach her torso and brush her clamped nipples. "I'm going to now fuck your face and you are going to like it."

Kagome nodded her head and pressed a tender kiss to her head.

"Good miko."

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'Gome Yuki:: Yeah, I'm evil. Next chapter Kagome bleeds and likes it! Now that we're done with the prologue of the story, the top of every chapter will delve into the past and show that it's not mindless sex but an attraction had been there at one point because personally I can't see Kagome having sex with Sesshoumaru just because for ANY reason.

NEW TERMS:

Cat O Nine Tails – a whip that has exactly 9 strands. Some have a knot at the end for increased sensation or sting

Clover Nipple Clamps - Type of adjustable nipple clamps that tightens as it is pulled. AKA Japanese Clover Nipple Clamps

Ball Gag - A device with a rubber ball and straps, which secures the ball in the bottom's mouth to stifle screams

Voyeur - receiving sexual gratification from watching others participate in sexual activities.

P.S. I love you guys, you crack me up. Someone asked if Yusuke from YYH would pop in sometimes later and that isn't something I can answer right now considering I have no definate plans to where this is going.

P.S.S I shamelessly whore my newest story: http://www.dokuga.com/fanfiction/story/5472/1