Rin's heart skipped a beat as she felt her cheeks burn, a bead of sweat slipping down the back of her neck.
Sesshomaru looked up from the cell phone in his hand, his cold, amber eyes spearing her as he turned the phone to show her the image on the screen. She had been drinking with her friends the night before and, in a spur of the moment, drunken decision, had stripped in her friend's bathroom and taken the photo.
"Rin," his voice was as calm as ever, but it still made her flinch as her eyes darted away from his, only to to snap right back as he continued, "look at me when I'm talking to you."
"Yes, sir," Rin swallowed, her hands nervously fidgeting in front of her as she waited for him to yell at her. Her entire body was tight with anticipation and he was silent for so long, just staring at her, that she felt as if she would shatter into a thousand pieces if something didn't happen.
"Why did you send this to me, Rin?"
Rin blinked, momentarily stunned that he wasn't angry or yelling at her for doing something so lewd, "I… um…" She had already got a game plan together to explain what had happened and why the image had been sent to him, but his calm response really had thrown her off her game.
"I asked you a question, Rin."
"Yes, sir," Rin responded automatically, something that had been so deeply ingrained in her over the years of living with the older man. He had always been like a father-figure to her, taking care of her after her found her living on the streets, no family to take care of her. That had been over ten years ago; now a woman of nineteen, she had moved out once she graduated high school and was now living in a dorm with her friends, attending a local college and had even been dating a young man named Shippo to try and get over the young girl crush she had always had on Sesshomaru.
Rin continued to wring her hands as she bit her lip, wondering if she should just come clean when Sesshomaru suddenly closed his flip phone with a sharp snap, making her jump in surprise. "Follow me."
Rin hung her head as he turned around, sliding the phone into his pocket and walked further into the penthouse apartment he had once shared with most of her childhood and teenage years. Nothing had changed she noticed as she followed him into the impeccably clean apartment, smiling faintly despite the situation as memories flooded her mind as she over the familiar setting.
When she stepped out of the foyer, her shoes left behind beside the door, she sighed softly as her socked feet sunk slightly into the expensive carpeting. She remembered lying on that carpet as a little thing, coloring in the coloring books Sesshomaru bought her, holding a pillow against her chest as she watched cartoons on the big screen television mounted on the wall to her right, and that one time she had spilled a cup of orange juice. She smiled softly as she saw the faint stain still visible there beside the glass coffee table; he had apparently never gotten around to replacing it.
There were two elegant black and mahogany couches set around the coffee table, as well as a matching, high backed arm chair set in the living room, all facing the television on the wall. Behind that were sliding glass doors leading out onto a balcony overlooking the city, and to the right of the doors was a writing desk that she had always sat at to do her homework.
To the left of the french doors was a small black and marble bar with two black stools in front of it, and behind was a mirror line with shelves of expensive alcohols. A bowl of fresh fruit accented the bar's marble counter, making her recall sitting there at the bar, eating slices of apple while Sesshomaru made them drinks- hers always being virgins of whatever he was drinking, of course.
"Come," Sesshomaru's voice cut through her reminiscing, bringing her back down to Earth as she remembered why she was here. She looked around to see Sesshomaru had seated himself in the armchair, and was presently unbuttoning the cufflinks of his long sleeve button down, rolling the sleeves up past his forearms.
Her eyes widened as she recognized the actions, but he couldn't possibly… could he? "S-sir?" she felt the blush on her cheek intensify, even the tips of her ears beginning to burn now. She inched closer, not wanting to make him even more angry even as more memories began to flood her mind. She had only seen him do this twice before- once when she had gotten into trouble at school, and once when she had missed her curfew- but both times had started just like this…
"Do not make me wait, Rin," Sesshomaru warned, having finished his task and waited for her to come to him.
Rin jumped and stepped up to Sesshomaru, swallowing past a lump in her throat that felt as large as a softball as she positioned herself to stand by Sesshomaru's left knee. When he held his hand out, she placed her hand in it, using it to support herself as she bent her knees before settling herself across Sesshomaru's waiting knees, It had been many years since she had been in this same position, but the sharp sting of his firm hand was still in the forefront of her mind. And, of all days she could have picked, she had put on a simple, white sundress and a light jacket.
"I would say that three seems fair for this transgression, don't you agree?" Sesshomaru rumbled, shifting himself to better support her weight.
"Y-yes, sir," she nodded, flinching slightly as she felt his right hand press firmly against her back, his large hand resting over her shoulder blades. She knew she would not be able to rise now; the man may be a businessman, but he was built like a warrior from the constant workout routine he followed religiously. She squirmed a little, but stopped as the hand pressed more firmly as a warning, pressing her breasts more firmly against his knees.
Without another word, Sesshomaru reached down with his left hand and, taking the hem of her dress, pulled it up over her hips. Before she could react, he grabbed onto the thin material and pushed it down around mid thigh, leaving her bare to his gaze.
"Sir!" Rin cried out in surprise as her white lace panties were revealed, her squirming once again suppressed by a press to her back. Her entire body was on fire as she couldn't believe the situation she had found herself in. He had never bared her like this the other two times, simply punishing her through whatever clothing she had worn.
"You need to be punished for what you've done, Rin," he explained simply, his left hand resting on top of her bare bottom, just below her tailbone. Her body already felt as if it were on fire, but where his hand touched her skin, it felt ten times more intense!
"Y-yes, sir…" she managed to stutter out, her entire body quivering as she felt a familiar slickness beginning to form between her thighs, forcing her to tighten them closer together to keep him from seeing. The cool, air conditioned air was at contrast with the warm sunlight pouring in through the glass doors, making her skin glow. He hadn't even touched her yet and she felt as if she might explode.
She hadn't even felt his hand move before there was a loud smack! Rin cried out as she felt his hand connect with her bare bottom, making her jump but she couldn't rise or get away as his hand held her firmly in place. Her body convlused lightly as the pain shot throughout her, and she had to bite her lip to keep from letting a moan escape her lips. She looked over her shoulder at Sesshomaru, but he was still as stoic as ever, his eyes finding hers immediately.
"That's one," he rumbled, his hand still pressed to her burning flesh, as if waiting.
Her bottom still felt as if it were on fire, but she knew the worse was yet to come. She knew if she relaxed her tensed muscles, it would be easier, but she couldn't convince her body to do so. The slickness that had started earlier seemed to have intensified, a thin trickle beginning to wind its way down her inner thighs, and she could only pray he wouldn't notice.
She felt his hand leave her bottom and, before she could stop herself, her body tensed as it came back down with a second smack! Her cry was muffled as she bit her lip, her eyes beginning to shimmer as tears began to form at the corner of her eyes. The pain was intense, intensified by the fact her continued to press his hand against her bright red skin, a light imprint of his hand beginning to form there.
"Two," Sesshomaru's voice sounded above her, and she was aware there was a slight tremble to his voice, but it was lost to her as the trickle down her thigh had intensified and had reached her bunched up panties around her thighs. She knew he must smell her arousal now- there was simply no way of hiding it now- and that just made her blush even more as her body convulsed on his lap, trying of its own accord to get away from the pain.
It took all her strength to force herself to still, and look up at him, her entire body tensing in anticipation for the third and final blow, "I... I'm ready, s-sir," she whimpered, the tears that had been forming now slipped down her cheeks. She had never felt such an intense pained pleasure coursing throughout her body, and she knew she was about to burst.
She sensed rather than felt his hand move and her body tensed once more as it fell on the same exact spot with another loud smack! Rin tried to cry out, her mouth opening and her tongue lolling out like a lewd animal as the pressure that had been building inside her finally exploded, every nerve in her body seeming to catch fire all at once. If she had been able to realize it, she would have been mortified as her sex squirted a thin stream over his lap and down the back of her legs. If his hand hadn't been pinning her to his knees, she would have spasmed off and landed in a sated heat on the floor.
It was several moments before the intense pleasure began to disperse, it was even more before she stopped twitching and simply lay over, bent over his lap, panting softly as she stared at the carpeting, too mortified to look up at him. How would he react? Was she some kind of lewd sex maniac that got off on this sort of thing? Would he still look at her the same way again, or would he shun her in disgust?
All these thoughts running through her mind kept her from looking up to see him, too afraid of what she might see. When they had sat there for a while without either moving, she couldn't take it anymore. Wiping the tears from her eyes, she mustered up the courage to look up at him, afraid of what she might see.
She froze as she looked into his eyes, and gasped softly at the intense, primal look that had taken over them, and she immediately felt like she were a small animal staring into the eyes of predator.
"S-sir?" she whimpered, unsure of what was about to happen.
Hello, everyone, sorry it's been so long since I've uploaded anything. I've just been so busy with real life, especially with my little girl going into first grade this year, that I've not really had much time to do anything. Plus, every time I have sat down to write something, I have had major writer's block. I have started using an old method I use to do and have started looking at photos I find online and then try to write something based of it. That's what happened here; I saw a photo of an anime girl showing someone a nude picture of herself, and I managed to make this fanfic out of it. Only took me four hours to do it, too =3 I hope to do the same with some other pictures, but I'm curious to see what happens next, so keep tuned for the rest of this little romp to see what Sesshomaru does next!