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Summary: Kagome and Sesshoumaru are married. She is kinky. And he knows it.
Warning! Contains bondage, BDSM, and some anal toy(s). I'm being specific so that everyone can be warned. Read at your own risk. And sorry for the spoiler.
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Bound
She was different, unconventional… kinky.
Her tastes ranged into a whole new level of naughtiness that Sesshoumaru could barely even understand. She dragged him away from the normal and into a world of pure ecstasy.
And he succumbed into her realm eagerly.
He lay on their shared bed completely naked, lured by the woman that had introduced him to a spectrum of pain and pleasure, the thin line separating both blurred into non-existence.
Wide ribbons of silk were tight around his wrists, binding him to the headboard of the bed. His ankles were cuffed closely together – something new as she always preferred his feet apart –, perfecting the pose his minx imagined him in.
“Sesshoumaru…” her voice whispered from one side of the room.
The lights were on but he was blindfolded, effectively nulling his sense of sight. He heard something roll then click, a flicker of some sorts, and realized a candle was lit. The sweet scent invaded his sensitive nose. Again the same process went on until he could no longer smell anything but the candles.
He was robbed of his sense of smell.
A cold droplet of water suddenly landed on his stomach and his muscled abdomen flexed by reflex as he gasped in surprise.
“Did you know,” she began, her voice barely above a whisper, “that cold can burn as much as hot?”
Sesshoumaru turned to where the voice was coming from, his breathing slightly quickening as she gave him the tiniest of hints of what was about to occur. His formerly flaccid member started gaining girth and size, bobbing as it became fully erect.
“Oh, so eager…”
Another cold droplet, but this time on his foot, and he retracted his feet upwards.
He had sensitive feet.
“Tsk, tsk,” she reprimanded him, “you cannot escape me, koi.”
She dragged his feet back down. He felt her hands making quick work of something between his ankles, and when he tried to pull his feet up again, the newly-put restraint did its job, rendering him absolutely incapable of moving.
“Kagome,” he growled.
Something lashed out and whipped the side of his thigh. “It’s master, to you.”
“Yes, master,” he gritted between teeth.
He forcefully pulled at the restraints.
“Honey, you know that doesn’t work. All of the restraints have my miko powers embedded into them. Your super strength is diminished. You can’t break free.”
Something about her voice made him shiver, and he made quick work of remembering the safe word.
‘Black,’ he thought, the word bouncing to the front of his mind as he heard her walk to a corner of the room, open a drawer, and come back to him, her feet light as feathers on the wooden floor.
“Would you like some music, too?” she asked, her voice right next to his ear as she whispered it in the most sensuous way possible.
“No,” Sesshoumaru growled again.
“But I want the music…” she slowly pronounced the words, making it known who was in charge.
He heard her walk again and tap on what he knew was the sound system in their room. Music softly started emanating from the stereo.
Another cold droplet landed on him, this time on his nose, and he shook his head in response. The tiny bead of water rolled to his cheek and down his neck, leaving a trail of iciness behind. She chuckled lightly.
Time slowed down, his erect member again softening as he started feeling vulnerable, deprived from the things he most relied on.
He felt her hot breath on his ear, his mouth opening to gasp at the sudden contact, when a frosty chain crawled across his abdomen, making him shiver at the polar feelings. It was hot. It was cold. He was a little lost. Her tongue slid from his earlobe to his shoulder as the little icy toy came to a halt on his chest. He felt the clamp on one nipple then the other, and he clawed at the wood of the headboard. The gadget was so cold, he did not feel any pain after a few seconds, but the hold sent tiny nerve-wrecking and pleasant waves from his chest down to his groin, his penis again throbbing between his legs.
He felt her hair barely touch him as she retracted off him. His heated flesh turned out more sensitive than he could ever imagine. His mind went fully blank as the clamps stopped being anything but pleasurable, almost every nerve ending in his body standing, alert.
Moments later, the bed dipped. A shower of cold droplets rained on his erect member, each one of them leaving a burning fire in its wake as Sesshoumaru hissed, his blood pounding in his ears. Kagome’s mouth was suddenly on his balls, lavishly sucking and licking one testicle then the other, her hair cascading on his thighs. The contrast between the light caress of her hair, the avid and needy sucks on his testicles, and the icy water flicking the head of his member awake left Sesshoumaru moaning and breathless.
The rain of cold water stopped and Kagome moved upwards, licking all the liquid without ever touching his member.
Sesshoumaru almost begged.
He felt her moving and wriggling, then realized she was straddling his knees. One toe went into her mouth and his claws dug deeper into the mahogany behind him as he groaned deep and low in the back of his throat. Her tongue swirled around then went in between his toes, licking and kissing lightly. She moved again and was gone.
Sesshoumaru’s breath was quick, his erection almost hurt from the neglect. As seconds ticked by, his heartbeat slowed down, but his erection did not waver.
A leather strap ran from the tip of his foot to stop at his inner thigh, and Sesshoumaru readied himself for the beat. He knew what it was. He knew it very well.
The strap disappeared then came down with force, leaving a stinging, burning line. Little ice cubes quickly landed on his leg and rolled, pooling underneath him. He groaned and heard Kagome moan in pleasure as he wriggled. The process was repeated on each thigh, never on the same place twice, until he could no longer discern between the pain and the pleasure. The glacial sensation cooling down the blazing fire and vice versa felt spectacular against his skin. The song replayed and Kagome began to flogger him on his feet, chest, and shoulders, too, all the while dripping cold water or letting small frost fall on him. His member pulsed and throbbed as each slap sent a potent signal to the nerve endings on his cock.
Sesshoumaru was at a loss. He needed to be inside of her. The clamps were absolutely delightful now, and the flogging with the contrast of the ice almost drove him to the edge.
He wanted to safe-word so badly; she was torturing him into orgasm. But he knew that if he were just a little more patient, she would give him the prize for submitting so willingly.
Kagome stopped her actions, his body thoroughly abused, singing and burning in delight, and moved to unclamp his nipples and lick them softly. A tidal wave of desire sharply run from his torso down to his groin, where it pooled and settled. He heard a slight plop, a swishing of some sorts, and the head of his penis was abruptly surrounded by her hot breath but her mouth never touched him. Losing control, he thrust his hips upwards, bucking desperately. The tip of his erection bumped onto her wet tongue, letting Kagome taste his arousal. He whined as all feeling of her suddenly disappeared. She whipped him again in reprimand.
“Do not move,” she commanded, her voice slightly above the soft music on the background.
He whined again, and her hot breath was around his erection in an instant. His heart pounded hard against his chest, all his blood running to his pulsing member. Her smooth hand wrapped around the base of his shaft, and he rejoiced at the simple touch. Something started vibrating against Sesshoumaru’s pubic area. Her hand slid down to his perineum where she left the little toy dancing and sending waves of pleasure, making him ache. She finally surrounded the head of his penis with her mouth, her tongue licking the sticky lubrication as she moaned in approval. He felt her hand reach dangerously low near his anus, and he instinctively clenched his ass cheeks tightly.
“Not there,” he brokenly voiced out, his breath harsh and ragged.
Her hand was gone and he was swiftly whipped on his thigh. The resulting pain made him reach a whole new level of pleasure, and he suddenly felt overwhelmed by the intensity of everything.
He felt her move. “You’ll like it. If anything, remember to safe-word. Other than that, I don’t wanna hear anything from you other than the word more.”
Nodding lightly, he focused all his strengths on the sensation of the vibrating toy as her hand again slid down, a slight thrill running down his spine at the thought of having her do new things to him. He felt her stretch and then put a hand underneath his knee, silently commanding him to bend his legs up. As he did so, her hand went again to his anus, and he felt her slowly insert the toy, subconsciously regarding the fact that it was already lubricated. It felt uncanny, but as she pushed it further inside, all his biased opinion on the matter instantly flew out of his mind.
“Oh…!” he moaned, the vibration pleasuring him in a way he had never felt before. Barely grasping control over his coming orgasm, he started begging. “More, more, more!”
He heard her chuckle, but forgot absolutely everything when her wet pussy slid around his shaft, sheathing him with full force and coming to a halt where their skins slapped and met.
“Ahhhh, yeah!” she breathed as she rolled her hips forward then backwards hastily.
Sesshoumaru’s claws tore the headboard deeply and in chunks as the vibration. The sensation of her riding him surpassed his expectations, the pleasure emanating from everywhere in his body. Something really hard recoiled deep in his gut as she quickened the thrusts. And when she finally came down on him with a moan that made his skin crawl in need, that thing sprung free, successfully making his abdomen flex and his body tense as his seed spilled inside of her. Her inner walls clenched tightly around him, and she, too, hit the edge, screaming in pleasure, her legs shaking. His muscles quivered as the fervent and potent orgasm thinned out, making him jerk.
When the waves of ecstasy were over, she removed the blindfold off his eyes, gracing him with the view of her nude body on top of him, her perky breasts sweaty with their activities.
“Hn…” he licked his lips, parched.
Without disconnecting their bodies, she stretched a little backwards and inserted a finger in his ass, removing the small, vibrating sphere out. He winced, wrinkling his nose a little bit.
“I bet you would have never let me do this if it were not for the fact that you’re bound,” she grinned.
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