Uno: Hueco Mundo

My name is Kurosaki Ichigo. Well it used to be. How I came to be in my current situation, it's cloudy and hard to remember but I'm not the same person I was before. I had no choice in the matter actually, it took so long for them to break me but they managed. Now I don't have to have a needle stuck in me every four hours. I think that's a plus.

Anyway, what I used to be was a proud and strong shinigami, Zangetsu had long since been taken from me and Shiro disappeared. I wasn't sure how all of this happened, how they managed to overpower me in such a way or when I had become such a sissy but right now, in my current state, there was nothing I could or wanted to do about it.

I bit my lip as I pulled against my restraints, the sweat surrounding my body becoming uncomfortable and the sheet wrinkles chaffing my back and thighs. Somehow I managed to knock the blindfold from my eyes but the ball gag was a different story. My tongue and jaw were sore and cramping from the effort of trying to remove it. I shivered as my shifting caused the vibe to send waves to pleasure through me. It was followed immediately by pain as my member was suffocated by the cock ring settled tightly around the base.

Tears slid down my face and I swallowed wishing he would come back soon. My hands were bound above my head and my legs were forced apart by a metal bar with cuffs that went around my knees and connected to a chain that connected to my collar. A moment of this would let me think about my actions and allow me to ponder if those actions to warrant this type of punishment were right or wrong. Obviously they were wrong but at that moment they seemed like the best thing to do.

Where has my personality gone?

At that moment, he decided to make his grand entrance and the lecherous smirk he bestowed upon me sent shivers up my spine, my entire body shuddering.

"Still conscious Ichi-pet? It's always nice to see you so wet and willing." I shied away as he came closer and my body jerked as he toyed with my member, smearing precum across the head sending me into a pleasure daze.

"You've been naughty again," he said while he removed the blindfold. "Taking off the gifts I give you." The cuffs came off, the metal bar discarded and the ball gag, the vibe thrown away and immediately replaced with Grimmjow's hard length. I cried out in ecstasy as he rammed into me without restraint. "What do you have to say for yourself Ichi-berry? Give me an answer I like and I might let you come."

"I - ah - I'm sorry! Mnngh! I w-aahh-was ahhh bad boy for yell-uhhng and," the stimulation was too much for any type of coherent thought to go through my head.

Smack! I was jolted by the sharp pain and to my horror a guttural moan escaped from my lips. "You're not done explaining yourself Ichi-berry. And what?"

"And..and..bit-aaah-ing!"

"Good good," the relieving sensation to have the ring off and the constant thrusting at my prostate was too much and I came hard, my high hitting me like train, the overload drained my body of it's ability to hold itself up and all my limbs gave out.

I barely felt him pull out, my body twitching as post orgasm waves rode me to exhaustion.

"Tired Ichi-berry?" He asked.

I nodded shortly and I watched a smirk cross his face. "Too bad. Get up and put on the clothes in the other room. I'll give you five minutes before I punish you if you're not ready."

He left and I pushed myself up, my arms shaking with the exertion. With that I slipped off the bed and crawled to the next room in his chambers. Why the espada needed more than one room, I don't think I'd ever know.

He was there waiting for me, watching me crawl like a dog and just the thought gave me chills. I grabbed the clothes set out for me and put them on quickly.

That had been the first lesson I'd been taught when it came to being his slave. My body was owned completely by him and no one else was allowed to touch me nor could I touch anyone else. I'd learned that the hard way. When I was confined to his chambers, I wasn't allowed to have any type of clothing except for the leather collar attached to my neck. Which was another rule that it couldn't be taken off with his permission, not that it was possible anyway since it was sealed and locked with his reiatsu. I was punished when speaking out of line and blah blah, seen and be pretty but never hear unless spoken to. A rule I ignored which caused my recent punishment.

I slipped the large pants over my steadily shrinking frame, and clenched my eyes as they slipped low on my hips. The shirt was form fitting and held like a second skin as if it was made for me. I turned to Grimmjow and he came close with a chain. His hands made quick work of attaching the chain and pulled me to my feet by the collar. I gasped for breath as his knuckles pressed against my Adams apple and the glaze in his eyes made me wonder what he was thinking. Would he kill me here and now? I wasn't sure if that would be blessing or not. He released me and I took a deep breath as he put me on my feet.

"Come on Ichi-pet," he said tugging harshly on the chain nearly sending me into the floor, "we have things to do."

I followed him through Las Noches to Aizen's throne room, our first stop of the day.

"Nice of you to join us Grimmjow, Kurosaki-kun." Aizen said with that infuriating smile.

I averted my eyes and Grimmjow pulled me along and pushed me to the floor while he sat in his chair.

"How is your pet treating you Grimmjow?" I heard Aizen ask. Tempted as I was to look up, I didn't just so I didn't have to mistakenly meet those eyes and smile that made me feel disgusting all over. Just so I didn't bring anymore attention to myself than necessary. People tend to forget about things that don't move.

"He's fine. But I'm sure this meeting wasn't to talk about me and my slave."

"No, I suppose not." I clenched my fists as I imagined that smile spreading across his face again. It rivaled that of Ichimaru Gin's and screamed of bad intentions.

"We have had more encounters with the Gotei 13 and managed to capture one of them. Gin is currently breaking him in as we speak.

The invasion of the Seireitei will commence as planned. From there we will go toward the world of the living. I do have the upmost faith in you, my dear espada."

I reigned myself in and closed my eyes. Hueco Mundo just wasn't enough for the slimy bastard. I had to find a way to escape and warn the Shinigami of Aizen's plans. I couldn't let them make it to the world of the living, my friends and family were there!

"You seem to have something you want to say Kurosaki-kun." My head snapped up and I realized how I must've looked. I could feel the sweat dripping from my face and I swallowed to slow down my breathing. My eyes were wide and my knuckles white from the tight grip on my pants. Everyone's eyes were on me.

"Well?" Aizen questioned, his hand propping up his head in amused patience. "Do you not like the idea of our invasion of the human world?"

My gaze drifted to Grimmjow who was watching me, his gaze showing that of hidden rage but also a message of 'answer now lest I kick your ass'.

"No, I'm just a pet, I don't have an opinion." I responded, glaring at him with the deep hatred I felt.

"You say a thing like that with such fiery eyes. It makes it hard to believe. Grimmjow, have you broken him properly?"

Grimmjow snorted in irritation, "if I wanted a lifeless doll, I'd have gotten Szayel to make me one. That would be boring." He stood and pulled on my chain. "I've gotten the information I needed. Come Ichi-pet, we have things to do."

I followed obediently if only to get out of that room as quickly as possible. I could feel those eyes on my back, and I felt so violated.

When we arrived back at Grimmjow's chambers, I immediately stripped my clothes to get the disgusting feeling off my body. I gave a quick glance to Grimmjow and bit my lip. I would regret this.

I crawled to him and sat at his feet like an obedient pet and pulled at his pants. "Master, let's take a bath?"

"Oh? You're acting strange Ichi-berry. What's with the change of heart?"

"I don't like Aizen." I answered honestly. "He makes me feel nasty and dirty. Clean me up?"

I shuddered inside, my own words making me sick. Grimmjow hoisted me over his shoulder and into the bathroom. "Well then Ichi-berry, let's fix that."

I knew I would regret it.

This is set in an semi alternative universe. My knowledge is pretty accurate but people make mistakes. Correct me if I'm wrong anywhere.