How long had it been? Has it been days yet? Kagome drifted in and out of consciousness, weak from hunger and thirst. Sesshoumaru was 'kind' enough to at least give her easy access to a chamber pot but Gods what she would do for a sandwich. But no, she supposed that would be too easy. She was after all a prisoner and he did have a sick need to punish her and torture her by any means. So it would seem he was backsliding to the starvation method. If she had energy she would shrug and maybe even chuckle for this could just kill her. Perhaps it was the lack of human interaction and perhaps her sanity was finally losing her but she let her head hang down and decided to will herself to die so she could haunt Sesshoumaru from the world beyond. But she didn't die; instead her subconscious took over and she fell into a deep sleep dreaming about her worse nightmare; their first time.

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Kagome sat in the middle of Sesshoumaru's torture room, with her hands tied together. She wasn't always chained to the wall. In fact until recently he simply had her wrists tied together and she had free roam of the small, dark room. Why that had changed, she didn't know. With slow and malicious intent, Sesshoumaru was pacing around her, looking at her beaten figure. She was at least sitting up but he wondered if it weren't for her arms supporting her if she would just crumple and lie on the floor beneath his feet.

With a flick of his wrist, his poisonous venom streamed out like a whip and landed across her scarred back. It had only been a week since his last visit, but she had already seemed to heal herself.

Kagome screamed and hot tears fell in front of her. She wanted to get up and run away but she knew that that would end badly for her.

"Tell me where you hid my fathers fang," he asked calmly, but there was a hint of anger in his voice. "And this all ends."

Kagome scoffed a bitter laugh. "Go to hell, bastard."

She would regret that. He continued to circle around her body, throwing his whip down onto her bare back, making her scream until her lungs damn near bled. But then he stopped. Her breathing was hard and labored and she was choking down her sobs. Curiously, he pulled her up by her hair, she was careful to conceal her breasts with her arms. "Perhaps you require something different."

Kagome couldn't see him but she could practically hear the smirk in his voice. And when he ripped off her skirt and the foreign piece of fabric that covered her womanhood she knew what he was planning. In an angry frantic she started thrashing and screaming. "Let go of me you sick bastard," and many other phrases similar to that.

But his grip on her hair was firm and he chuckled darkly. "Nice reaction." Slowly, his claws slid down her side and he forced her to the ground, holding her bound hands above her head, revealing her pert breasts to him. He squeezed one of her breasts in his hand roughly, making her wince.

She tried to wiggle free from him and tried to kick him but alas all that did was make him angry and make her back hurt that much more. He pinched and pulled her nipple and growled, "You alone get to decide just how unpleasant this will be."

Her witty response? She spat in his face and only prayed that she could have seen the reaction his face held.

He did not like that very much. He slapped her, hard. It felt like someone had thrown a brick at her face. After that she didn't fight much that is until he removed his clothing and tried to spread her legs. With renewed purpose, she crossed her legs and tightly held them together. Inwardly, Sesshoumaru rolled his eyes at her futile attempt to keep him out, for he easily pried her legs apart and settled in between them.

"This is your last chance to tell me about Tessaiga's whereabouts, miko." She made no sound and gave no answer, Sesshoumaru responded to her silence with a casual, "Suit yourself."

He roughly forced himself into her body, violently ripping away her virginity. She screamed and thrashed and cried as if he was killing her. He didn't give her an inch of comfort and only drove in and out of her with brutal thrusts. He could smell her virgin blood and that made him fuck her that much harder.

Kagome thought that for sure this would kill her. Her body felt like it was being split in two, the injuries on her back was rubbing against the harsh cement and her lungs and throat burned as if they were on fire.

Sesshoumaru intentionally dug his sharp claws into her skin, causing her to bleed. Plundering into her as deeply and roughly as he could without killing her, he released his seed into her thoroughly abused cunt. His length softening he asked, "Tell me where Tessaiga is," he remained buried in her. "Or we will continue this all night"

A light sheen of sweat covered Kagome's entire body and strands of hair stuck to her face, damp. Her breathing was shaky and labored and she wondered if she even had the ability to use her voice. She shook her head, denying him the answer he so desperately sought and when she felt him harden inside of her and when he slow drew himself out only to slam back into her, she realized that she did indeed have the capability of utilizing her voice.

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When she regained consciousness, leaving memory lane, Kagome thought her mind was playing tricks on her; for the things she were witnessing were things she did not recognize. For one, she could see. A candle was flickering somewhere in the room she was in. And from looking straight ahead it appeared empty besides a wardrobe and small bowl of water next to the futon she was laying on. She belonged in the dungeon, there was no futon so she wondered what kind of dream she was having.

"You're awake."

Kagome felt too weak and dazed to get up, so she rolled over to see that Sesshoumaru was coming into the room. He slid the shoji sliding door shut and she was vaguely aware that he wasn't wearing his usual attire, but a simple white yukata. She scowled; dream or not she still hated the bastard.

He raised a brow at her reaction. "My tolerance is not never ending. You might convince me to rescind on my generosity and throw you back in your prison with that display of rudeness."

Her expression did not change and Sesshoumaru merely shrugged. "You'll be pleased to know that I found Tessaiga. It would seem that you are no longer needed."

Kagome gulped and fear permeated the room. "What are you going to do," her voice was hoarse. "How many do you plan on killing?"

Sesshoumaru was momentarily taken aback by her question and then it all made sense. "If I wanted to go on a murderous rampage, I would not need my father's fang to do so. It would seem that all your actions and suffering was wasted. Tessaiga is merely hanging on a wall, never to be used again."

"I don't believe you."

He removed his yukata, revealing his naked body to her. Immediately she turned her head; she had never actually seen his body. "I also came across that orphaned runt Shippo," he went down to the futon, laying next to her. "Your behavior dictates whether or not I rip him in half."

She clenched her eyes shut, willing the tears away. She could feel his breath on the back of her neck and she wondered what exactly he had in store for her. "If I'm no longer needed, you should just let me go."

Sesshoumaru chuckled darkly. "Perhaps, my little miko. But then who would scream out my name with disgust as they receive pleasure that only I can give," he turned her around, forcing her to look at him.

"I am not yours," she declared. "I will never be yours; I'll die first."

"And you were never his either. Only difference, he was the one to die first." He said it with the intent to hurt her and when her eyes gleamed with tears he knew he had succeeded.

Kagome hated the smug look on his face; she sat up clutching the blanket to her chest.

"I've seen everything already. Now lay back down while I'm allowing you live in comfort or we can go back to your old accommodations."

"I'll take the dungeon. At least I can pretend it's Inuyasha screwing me as opposed to looking at you."

Sesshoumaru sat up and roughly grabbed onto Kagome's arm. "You'll do well to forget that name."

Defiantly, Kagome faced Sesshoumaru. "Inuyasha. Inuyasha. In. U. Yasha." She taunted.

His grip on her arm tightened and Kagome winced already knowing a bruise was forming. She wondered exactly what her body looked like.

"How brave," he commented. "I'll soon have that beaten out of you."

Kagome narrowed her eyes. Her anger was building up as she recalled all the times she couldn't retaliate; all the times he had her bound and vulnerable. Before she even realized it herself, her free hand was flying through the air and she slapped him. Sesshoumaru slapped her in return, though his had actually hurt her. She could taste her blood in her mouth and her vision was blurred from tears. He pushed her down and laid on top of her. Kagome tried to push him off of her but she would have had more success moving a boulder.

"Get off of me," Kagome was hitting him and pushing him. "You make me sick! And I hate you! I swear the second I can I am getting the fuck away from you and your sadistic ass!" Foolishly, she struck his face again and tried to push him away in doing so.

He grew incredibly tired of her daring to strike him; with one hand he secured her hands above her head by her wrists. Absently, he rubbed a thumb over one of her nipples. "Are you truly of mind to run away from me?" He lightly pinched her nipple with increasing force until she visibly winced. "It is a rarity for one to gain my interest – especially one such as you. Run and I will kill you instantly; stay and your life will be extended until I inevitably grow bored."

"I'll kill us both."

Sesshoumaru flicked a tongue over the sensitive bud, Kagome moaned. "It's time for you to scream and beg, pet." He roughly bit the area around her collar bone, and she screamed.