Love and Slaves by Cherry Flavored

Abducted

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Just an FYI: I have posted this story elsewhere and is not being plagiarized. This story is mine, but I do not take credit for the characters used within or make any profit by posting this story. Those belong to Rumiko Takahashi. 

This is also two chapters combined in regards to AFF.net

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-Cherry

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Chapter 1: Abducted

Kagome awoke rudely when she bumped into plush leather; immediately realizing upon her arousal that she was nowhere familiar to where she last remembered being.

She reactively attempted to sit up, just to be pulled back down from the tremendous amount of pain searing through her skull. She clutched her head, her hands gripping her ebony locks as if to pull it out. She closed her eyes tightly and grit her teeth in pain as she waited for it to lessen. Her breath coming in short, quick pants until the worst of the ache had subsided.

Where am I? What happened? She slowly opened her eyes and surveyed the small area around her. Her eyes darted to the pale moonlight streaming through a window above her.

Without moving too fast and causing another painful episode, Kagome propped herself on the leather plush seat to look outside the window. A shallow throbbing ache coursed through her neck and up into her skull once more, reminding her that the pain has not yet been alleviated. Her spare hand instinctively moving to rub the sorest spot. It was then she realized there was blood on her hands.In an attempt to not scare herself even more, considering the current situation, she cleaned her hands off on her short, silky purple nightdress. Her mind wandered back to focusing on surviving. She needed to figure out where she was, and then find out how to get away. Whoever it was that abducted her had already made it clear that they were not afraid to use force, evident from her injury.

Calming down, she paid attention to the surroundings outside of the car. Fields of grass soared past her vision, informing her that they were no longer in the city. A forest could be seen coming up, That may be my chance, as soon as we- Only a few moments of thinking passed until she noticed the enormity of something in her peripheral vision next to the forest.

She quickly looked to her left, noticing that the soreness in her skull seemed to diminish. Her mouth opened slightly and her eyes widened as the vehicle she was in drove straight for what she recognized as the Taisho Mansion. The most powerful Youkai clan residing inside.

Fear skyrocketed within her now trembling form. She sat down and quickly backed into the corner of the car, foolishly hoping that just maybe she wouldn't be ending this horrific journey there. She heard many stories about the Taisho clan, one of which that no one except those that were part of the clan knew, were the whereabouts of their Mansion.

For publicity to enhance their strength by popularity, the Taisho clan allowed there to be a select few pictures taken and shown throughout a number of magazines, which is how Kagome came about being able to recognize the property.

The Taisho clan's leader, Sesshoumaru, was also the most powerful youkai in the Western Lands. He was a president or King, among other titles, of the youkai that inhabited the Western Lands.

Rumor has it, he is soon to be taking over another clan. By force. The fact that Kagome, who never associated with youkai, by parents' choice, knew this small amount of information was frightening. It must mean that he allowed it to be revealed. He must have wanted this other clan to know, for he was just that strong and sure of himself. A shiver ran up her spine as she thought of what else he was overly capable of.

The vehicle came to an abrupt halt, forcing her body to lurch forward. Her hands came up at the last moment to ensure she didn't cause anymore harm to her previous head injury. She was now laying in a similar position as the one she woke up in. Not even a second later did the door behind her yank open, a man in a black suit and glasses standing before her. The suddenness of his arrival making her jump, and rolled onto her back. Memories of how she ended up in this predicament came flooding back upon seeing his face, which now had four scratches running down from his cheekbone to jaw.

Kagome's breathing hitched as she looked down at her now slightly trembling hand. There was blood underneath her fingernails. Memories of  how she was laying in bed, sleeping comfortably when someone had grabbed her flashed through her mind. She awoke startled and scared, attempting to scream but evoked no sound. The hand over her mouth silencing her voice from catching anyone's attention. The man forcefully pulling her towards the balcony outside of her bedroom. The memories quickly moved to the next chapter, where he was about to throw her into the car right before she bit down onto his hand with all her strength, causing him to falter and let go. She had tried to run, only to be caught once more by his hard hands. He turned her roughly so she was facing him and threw her into the car. Her hand reaching frantically for something, anything to grab onto as he did so, and instead she felt her nails come in contact with his face, in turn, leaving four gash marks down his cheek. This was was the last thing she saw before her head came in contact with the hard floor of the car before her world turned black.

Kagome was brought back to the present as she was yanked from the car by her abductor. She fought to get away from this man, even if she didn't know where she would go, but was unable to lessen his vice-like grip on her arms. She began to scream for help, which made him smirk.

"Screaming will just make this more fun, little girl," she could hear the grin in his voice.

Kagome, who happened to be the heiress to the Higurashi clan, was no idiot. She knew her attempts to break free were futile. She decided that if she were to die here, she wouldn't give him or anyone else the satisfaction of seeing her act anything but strong. She willed herself to live the last bits of her life with dignity. Though, if she was being led to her death or not was unsure to Kagome. If he had planned to kill me, there's no reason he wouldn't have done it earlier...

The man felt her body go lax and then quickly forced her up to the huge Taisho mansion. Upon reaching the guards out front of the front doors, the man whispered something inaudible, which granted him access past the guards.

"What do you want with me?" she asked silently, her fear leaking through her voice enough for the man to notice.

"Shut up," he replied gruffly.

The huge oak front doors opened for Kagome and her abductor as they walked in. The man led her up many flights of stairs and rounded many corners.

How big IS this place?

The man stopped abruptly and caused Kagome to lurch forward and bump into his back, much like what happened in the car earlier. She heard him knock three times on the huge door in front of them. Kagome heard nothing happen that would sound as an invitation into the room behind the doors, but the man seemed to have. He must be a youkai too. But then why haven't those wounds healed...

The man pulled on her wrist, pulling her forward with him into the room ahead of them. Kagome unwillingly followed him, just to be thrown onto the ground before him. The man bowed, then left the room.

Kagome planted her delicate hands onto the hardwood floor and pushed up, taking in her new surroundings. There was a huge canopy bed, with black curtains and black sheets. The walls were white, with a gold ceiling of some mural she couldn't make out in the dark. There was a fireplace, with a fire currently going, with some sofas and chairs surrounding a glass coffee table on top of a very large carpet in front of the fireplace.

Her gaze continued to move across the room until she noticed the other presence in the room. She looked in the direction of the other person, or thing, whatever it was. Her eyes found its golden stare looking right at her.

Is it youkai?

Kagome didn't dare move, she was too frightened and overwhelmed to attempt anything. Whatever it was that had been hiding in the shadows now came into the moonlight that was shining through the huge window and past the silk draperies.

It's... Him. It can't be. Please, please God don't let it be him!

His eyes were slightly red, making the once gold eyes now look like copper. He had a silver mane that flowed down all the way to his backside, complimenting his entire frame. His masculine upper body was exposed to her vision, for he was not wearing anything to hide it. His chest tan and sculpted to that of something like a God's. Kagome's gaze drifted lower to his flat, sexy washboard abs. Her body shivered at the thought of being able to touch them.

Again, her gaze lowered to the sex-lines on his hips that delved below his pants. She had never seen a more beautiful, sexy, frightening, powerful creature. Despite her escalating arousal from the sight before her, Kagome's heart skipped a beat as she came to the full realization that she was looking upon probably the most powerful man, or youkai, in the world. "A-are you Sesshoumaru?"

Kagome stared up at the powerful being in front of her, feeling the fear of what may happen next snake through her every nerve. At long last, the powerful being before her took an already lit cigarette to his lips and took a long drag before exhaling and sending smoke in her direction. Kagome hadn't noticed the cigarette before, but found something utterly fascinating and sexual about the way he had placed it in his mouth without losing eye contact with her.

The man, or youkai, put his cigarette out in an ashtray next to the table he stood by. Kagome watched as he slowly walked towards her, his body exuberating elegance and strength.

He came to stand directly in front of her, his eyes downcast, staring directly into her, through her. Kagome's heart hammered in her chest, unsure of what to do or say. Suddenly, the man came to eye level with her. Kagome turned her head away, feeling that his stare was much too intense for her to handle up so close.

The man growled slightly at her actions, and she felt a strong, firm, and very masculine hand grab her chin to make her look back at him. The simple action caused her to suck in a breath at his slight animalistic reaction, his touch burning her cold skin that sent electric shocks throughout her entire body. What is he doing to me? She complied and turned her head back to him, but kept her eyes locked on the floor, feeling intimidated and scared of his close proximity.

"Look at This Sesshoumaru," his deep, sultry voice sent chills up her spine.

Kagome moved her gaze back up his wondrous body, inherently causing her to blush. She then moved her gaze to his face, those copper-golden eyes making her gasp at the intensity.

His chiseled face was the epitome of perfection. Hell, everything's perfect. She reactively bit her lip so as to not let it quiver and give away her faint excitement. He knew, though. He could smell her need the moment she had seen him in the light. It was not a first to have such a reaction from females; youkai or human.

The hand he placed on her chin now moved to her hair, exactly where she had received her head injury. Kagome gasped in pain, the trance now broken as she closed her eyes tight and reached for her wound.

Just as quickly as she had made to move her arms, had Sesshoumaru just as quickly pinned her arms to her sides. A deep growl emitted from the man before her. Kagome went back to staring at the ground as she stayed very still, arms plastered to her sides. Sesshoumaru then focused his attention to the rest of her body, looking for any signs of other injuries or wounds.

His hands released her arms, but gave a quiet growl to warn her that if she moved without his consent, he wouldn't hesitate to repeat the same process until she learned that he was the one who would allow or not allow her to do something.

His eyes trailed down to her legs, not seeing anything major, only noticing a few cuts and bruises from which he assumed was the struggle upon being kidnapped. He looked at the bottom of her dress, seeing the blood stains on her purple dress. He knew it had to have been from the wound on her head, seeing (or smelling) as she was not in heat. Though, despite not being in heat, she smelled absolutely ripe for the picking. Sesshoumaru closed his eyes and drew in a long breath, savoring her intoxicating scent.

Kagome watched him as he made a thorough inspection of her body, feeling her blush deepen to a darker shade of red as he seemed to have been smelling her. What is he... doing?

Sesshoumaru opened his eyes and continued his visual trek from the bottom of her blood-stained dress, to the very evident mounds of her breasts. The material was so thin that the outlines of her well-endowed breasts and pert nipples could be seen.

Sesshoumaru's nostrils flared and his eyes turned a darker shade of copper-gold as he felt his body reacting to hers. Him, the ruler of all the Western Lands, becoming aroused by a mere human female? He hadn't even seen her bare body, and the excitement was already taunting him to do unspeakable things.

Kagome paid attention to the flare of anger that seemed to have risen within him, and felt her heart flutter in anticipation and fear of what he was going to do. 

Did I do something wrong? Oh god, I must smell bad. He smelled me, and now he looks royally pissed. Kagome felt mortified as she realized her death may be because of the way she smelled.

Before her thoughts were able to go off bird-walking once more, she felt her lungs expand as she sucked in another sharp breath as his hands moved her hair away from her neck, and then leaned in very close to her. His mouth and hot breath hovering above her jugular.

This is it. Goodbye, forever. Dying tonight because I smell bad. How depressing...

Kagome closed her eyes as she awaited his teeth to sink into her soft flesh and take away every ounce of her life essence. Instead, she felt a moist, soft appendage run up her neck, collarbone to jaw. Kagome moaned and shivered in response to his simple action, immediately regretting how her body reacted. She stilled again, thinking she may have just cost her life.

Nothing happened. In fact, she felt him repeat the action, going from her jaw, then down to the middle of her jugular. He stopped there for a moment, taking in her scent once more.

He growled deep within his chest, feeling satisfied with this woman. He instinctively grazed his fangs slowly and softly against her overheated skin. His ministration receiving another shiver and silent moan from her.

Sesshoumaru then abruptly stood back up and looked down at her with his icy stare. "You are to stay here from now on. You will act as This Sesshoumaru's slave", he said matter-of-factly before he disappeared from the room and out somewhere into the large mansion.

Kagome sat there on the cold, hard floor, realizing that she was in fact, still alive. And very much not going to be leaving anywhere soon.

His last words lingering in her mind as the anger started to boil inside her. Finally no longer in the presence of others, Kagome could do nothing but silently cry angry, frustrated tears.

She could do nothing, go nowhere, or seek anyone to help her. She was alone in a new place, abducted by someone who was assumed to be one of the strongest of all youkai in all the lands, so she could play puppet to his wishes.

As soon as she felt her temporary breakdown settle, she became aware of just how tired and aching her body was. Her head throbbing and her body exhausted from all the stress of the night's events.

Feeling defeated, Kagome decided that if she ever wanted to make it out of here alive and get back to her home, she would need to have her strength. She cautiously rose to her feet, willing her legs to not turn to jelly from the previous encounter with Sesshoumaru.

She made her way to the large black bed and nestled herself underneath the covers, finding warmth and security within it. Soon enough, she had fallen asleep.

Unbeknownst to her, golden eyes had been watching her every action. His icy stare piercing the night's air. This will be interesting.

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-Cherry