A/N This story contains sorta non consensual sex, If you're uncomfortable with that, please do not read. This is the third story of a hentai series.
Control
Story-3
She was confined in her room, chains around her wrists, though she was his most treasured piece, she was despised by all around her. He still considered her a flight risk, her heart still belonged to a shinigami.
Aizen wouldn't risk loosing her, not her heart, not her body, nothing. Especially to Ichigo. She chose to come with him, he had to know where her loyalties truely were.
The door to Orihime's room creaked open, "Aizen-sama!" her eyes lit up.
Aizen shook his head and pulled out a single key from his pocket.
"I'm sorry I have to do this."
She smiled, "It's o.k. Aizen-sama, I understand." her gentle heart shown through.
He took off the shackles and sat down on her bed. "You realize that you are very special to me right?"
Orihime nodded and sat down near him. She rubbed the blisters on her wrists from the shackles.
"You want to be here right?" He asked.
Orihime lowered her head, "Yes Aizen-sama, I am here to help you!"
"And what of the shinigami?"
She shook her head, "He doesn't want me around, you need me, you want me here, why would I leave your side Aizen-sama?"
Aizen's smile shown a hidden wickedness, his arms pulled her closer and he took a wiff of her hair.
She looked at him questioningly.
Without warning Aizen pushed her down onto the bed.
"Aizen-sama?!" she called out
"We will see where your loyalties really are, I will make you mine!"
"Aizen-sama, I don't understand..."
He lifted up her skirt.
"Aizen-sama, please no!"
"You want to help me right?"
She nodded.
"Then prove yourself to me, prove you'll never leave my side."
Aizen lowered Orihime's underwear and began rubbing her slit with his fingers.
Orihime let out a whimper.
He smiled and evilly and inserted a finger inside of her.
"Oh..." she sighed.
Aizen lowered his face to her, smelling her sweet fragrance. One quick lick...
"Ah..." she uttered.
Full force his tongue swirled about, tasting her milky flavor, enjoying her little groans of excitement.
He stood above her. Her eyes looked up at him, the confused look still in her eyes. He lowered his pants, his manhood was hard and throbbing. He moved in between her legs.
"Aizen-sama, no..." she protested.
"No?" He looked down on her. "No?" he repeated. "You know inside that he would never want you now, not after all of this..." he ran his finger down her slit once more."Surrender yourself to me,do as I say, be mine Orihime..."
Orihime nodded, "If it will make you happy..." She opened up her legs to him.
Aizen dived into her innocence, hard and fast.
"Aizen-sama!!" She cried out in pain.
He would not let up, thrusting harder and faster till a tiny speck of blood trickled onto the bed, he smiled.
His penis probed her harder, changing positions to make her cry out, he enjoyed it, he licked away a tear.
Aizen pulled out of her and laid on the bed, his penis wet from her and still fully erect. "Sit on it." he ordered.
Orihime obeyed, he was right after all, Ichigo could never want her now...
"Now ride it."
She slowly moved onto him, grimacing from the soreness of him. He wrapped his hands around her butt, she toppled over onto his chest.
"I'm sorry Aizen-sama"
"Lay there." One of Aizen's hands rubbed her back them moved back down to cup her tight butt.
Ferociously he bounced her up and down his shaft, all the while he could hear her panting in his ear. He could hold it no longer...Orihime cried out as he filled her with his hot juices.
Orihime passed out in his arms.
"I own you now... now you are mine."
END