Of Inspiration & Too Much Time by SmexyHajiSan

Good Girl

He had always enjoyed being in control, no matter the situation.  From the battle field, to the office, Sesshomaru‘s killer grip of command never faltered.

So why not extend that control to the bedroom?

True, he already did dominate his minx, Kagome, fairly well, but his curious side was eager to try something new.

And that something new involved leather. Lots of leather.

“Kagome…” Sesshomaru purred, rounding the corner and entering the living room where said miko was lounging. She peered over, quirking a brow at his smirk as he sauntered over to her, a hand behind his back.

Instinct told her to run away, but she stayed put, curious. The demon lord quickly closed the space between them and grabbed her chin with his free hand, tilting her head upwards so that the creamy expanse of her throat was bared to him, and leaned down to capture her lips in a distracting kiss.

Kagome took to the diversion, and didn’t even realize the errors of her ways until he pulled away, and a heavy weight encircled her neck.

Kagome reached up to feel the strange heaviness, confused, and earned a surprising jerk on the unknown device. She yelped in response, earning a coy smirk from her mate.

“No, no minx.” Sesshomaru murred, seeing her fiery personality shine through her eyes and meet his own heated gaze. The brute tugged again on what Kagome quickly found out to be a leash, attached to the collar around her neck. She growled up at him, but only earned another tug of reprimand for her disobedience.

Sesshomaru lifted Kagome off the couch and carried her upstairs to their bedroom, where the rest of his newly acquired stock lay displayed on the bed for her shocked brown orbs to take in. She swallowed hard in response, knowing full well that Sesshomaru had something planned out for her, and it wasn’t going to be the usual bump and grind.

Sesshomaru set Kagome down on the floor, the woman looking up at him as he towered over her. Damn… he looked like a god when he did that.

“S-Sess-“ she began, but was cut off when, again, the dog demon jerked the leash.

“You will keep your heavenly mouth shut for once…” he rumbled in a low voice that made his female shiver with delight. A quick sniff confirmed his thinking. She was more than ready for what he had premeditated.

He leaned over her and reached onto the bed, grabbing an article off its plush surface. Kagome tried vainly to see what it was he was getting, only to have whatever it was rudely shoved over her mouth, nose, and chin.

“Come now, Kagome. Don’t fight.” Sesshomaru coaxed, seeing his female stiffen up and struggle slightly as he fitted the muzzle over her jaw. Eventually, she stopped resisting, and he fastened the accessory behind her head so it wouldn’t slip off.

As he stepped back to admire his work, she glared daggers in his direction. Oh, there were many things she wanted to say to the man, but she was unable to utter them for the muzzle had been fitted with a ball gag. Delightful.

Sesshomaru, meanwhile, was quite pleased with how his girl looked. She resembled a feisty bitch that needed a dominant stud to keep her in her place.

And who better to fit that position then he?

Sesshomaru reached down and pulled Kagome up to her knees. She muttered something as she sat up, but he ignored the comment and went back to eyeballing her. She was much too clothed for the upcoming activities, and he made quick work of her garments. With a few quick flicks of his wrist, her top was severed.  His bitch squeaked in response to the sudden cool air over her beats, and tried to cover them, but got corrected with the leash.

“No hiding.” The silver brute ordered, realizing the tension on the lead when Kagome put her hands back at her sides and patiently awaited her orders for the night.

Pleased with her compliance, Sesshomaru rid himself of his jeans. The metal teeth were unzipped and the waistband pulled down, the boxer briefs underneath following suit. His cock sprang free from its cloth prison, already at attention and throbbing.

Kagome’s gaze glazed over, and Sesshomaru coaxed her to come and touch it, which she happily did. The feeling of her soft hands caressing his manliest of parts sent chills down his spine and wracked his frame. A soft grunt sounded from his person as she stroked the head, smearing a bead of pre over the broad surface.

She was panting, mouth watering as she was denied being a deeper part of the whole activity. Oh, so badly she wanted to lick him from here to Kingdome Come, but the stupid muzzle forcibly curbed her needs, making her inner thighs become wet with anticipation.

Sesshomaru bucked into Kagome’s touches ever so lightly, pleasure written all over his pale features. His eyes, once squeezed shut, opened and gazed down at the miko below him as she tortured him with her silky soft hands.

He endured the handjob for a while longer, and then pulled free from her grasp. The bitch whined in response, and he grinned deviously. Ah, she was hooked! And he hadn’t even gotten to the main part yet.

Sesshomaru dragged a willing Kagome over to the center of the room. There a hook, once hidden by a cleverly placed box, was revealed. Attached to it was a very short chain, and it took her a moment to comprehend what her mate was about to do. She tensed and pulled back, but Sesshomaru’s strong arms forced her downwards anyway, the chain clipping onto the ring on Kagome’s collar. She was all at once forced into an awkward position: head and chest flat to the ground, but her round rump still high in the air. The perfect pose for a dog demon.

Said Inu was close by, having stepped away to get more things off of the bed. He applied ropes, tying down Kagome’s wrists to the floor, ands well as her ankles. He tied them tightly so she was unable to move, and hiked her waist up even more with a convenient low set mounting block. Kagome whined as the infernal thing was shoved up under her waist, putting her hips up at an even higher angle. On top of it all, he applied nipple clamps, making her already erect buds now painfully, but pleasurably, stiff.

When he was finally done tying her up (and removing her bothersome pants from her ass), Sesshomaru disrobed fully and got behind his girl. She tried to turn her head and look at him, but the short chain made it impossible, and she could only lay there and stare at the wall to her right.

There was familiar warmth behind her as Sesshomaru mounted her, bringing his body on top of hers. She cooed in response, and he grabbed a hold of her leash, wrapping it around his hand before rearing up and slamming himself home.

Kagome’s muffled squeal reached his acute hearing and he rumbled, grinding against her rump before pulling back and thrusting forwards again. He knew what he was doing. All her pleasure buttons were being assaulted right now, and he loved it. He inner muscles were gripping him like a vice, pulling him in and pushing him out all at the same time. It was heaven.

He brought his hand down onto her right cheek, the flesh jiggling as he set a pace. His mate cried out, sobbing out of pleasure and trying to moan out his name as he tightened his grip on the leash and growled.

The sounds of skin slapping skin were audible between grunts, groans, and muffled moans. Kagome was getting slicker by the second as Sesshomaru dominated her, and soon the dry slapping became wet and even more erotic as her slick juices coated his sack.

“You like that?” Sesshomaru ground out between clenched teeth as he shoved into her particularly hard. Kagome jerked forwards, screaming out an incoherent yes. His eyes were changing dangerous red, but he kept his beast a bay as he pummeled into his female with jackhammer strokes. He continued to talk dirty to her, knowing how much she enjoyed said vocals, and was rewarded with lengthy screams and squeals, all of which were music to his ears.

But as her womanly walls gripped and milked him mercilessly, her couldn’t help but feel his end coming. His movement became strained and jerky, and he placed both hands on his miko’s hips, pulling her into every thrust before he met the oblivion face on, his Kagome following right behind him.

His spurts of cum, and the fact that he had probably bumped against her cervix, made Kagome’s orgasm last forever, or what seemed like it. Sesshomaru leaned over her, encaging her frame with his much larger one. His arms shook and he groaned, feeling the base of his cock swell and ultimately lock him within his minx, who was still panting and trying to catch her breath.

Sesshomaru smirked; watching her face as she squirmed under the thick tension his knot created inside of her, and gently removed the muzzle from her face, allowing her to pant like a bitch in heat. Her tongue lolled out as she gasped for air, eyes fluttering closed.

“Good girl.”

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Hope this first chapter was a good eye opener into the world of kinks galore. Bondage is just one of the fetishes I’ll cover in this oneshot series, so for all of you, who weren’t so impressed, stick around and see if your own personal favorite makes it here.

Comments are appreciated and respected.

-Haji