Part Three: Total Humiliation

Time seems to stay still as Kuwabara waits for the whip to hit him. His entire body is tense as a spring, expecting pain. What he doesn't expect is the whip lightly brushing the front of his jeans. Kuwabara jerks in shock and Ani gives him a smug look. "You actually thought I was going to hit you, didn't you?" he asks before brushing the whip yet again across his jeans just hard enough that he feels it through the denim. For some reason that makes him rather nervous. "Well, Kuwabara?"

"Yes, yes I thought you were going to hit me with it," the carrot-top forces out. Ani snickers.

"Of course you would, which is the reason that I am NOT going to hit you with it," he remarks before doing something even more terrifying; he reaches forward and unbuttons and unzips Kuwabara's jeans.

"What are you doing?" Kuwabara almost shrieks. This was not what he had envisioned as punishment. Ani, of course, doesn't answer. He merely smirks before yanking the denim down sending Kuwabara onto his back on the bed. The carrot-top looks at him in horror as his jeans end up at his ankles and his boxers soon follow. His face turns bright red. 'What the hell? Oh gods this is not happening,' he thinks frantically, 'There is no way…gods, this is humiliating. I'm not gay!'

"What the hell are you doing?" Yusuke snarls not liking the situation one bit. Ani turns and looks at him.

"Must we go through this again, Yusuke? I thought I told you to shut up. I would hate to make this worse for your friend because you can't keep quiet," the smaller demon answers. Yusuke opens his mouth to reply but Kuwabara speaks first.

"U-Urameshi, this is bad enough. Please, don't make this worse. Just sit there and don't say anything…please," the carrot-top whispers looking at him.

Yusuke can see the humiliation in his friend's eyes and decides that he won't add to it. Nodding slightly he goes back to watching this, helpless to stop it and hoping that Kuwabara's soul remains intact when all is said and done.

"Well, he seems to listen well to you, Kuwabara," Ani remarks before brushing the whip between his thighs and against his bare skin. Kuwabara's body jerks into a sitting position which inadvertently opens his legs wider. Ani smirks in obvious delight before doing it again with more pressure. He knows that Kuwabara's body will soon be reacting to the gentle stimulant and he is going to enjoy using this against the carrot-top as he knows the boy believes himself to be straight.

Kuwabara feels his face heat up as his body begins reacting to the gentle stroking of the whip. He closes his eyes and wishes he could die rather then have to face the Toguro Brothers. "My, Kuwabara, do you have a fetish we weren't aware of?" Ani teases making him feel worse. As punishments went, this was incredibly creative…in a really sick, twisted way. Kuwabara would rather have the whip hit him then this.

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"What shall I do with you, Kurama?" Karasu murmurs, "there are so many delightful ideas running through my head that I am having a hard time choosing one."

"You could just leave me alone," Kurama answers. Karasu chuckles.

"Unfortunately for you, my dear redhead, that is NOT an option."

"I wasn't aware you wanted to be labeled a pedophile."

"For you, lovely, I wouldn't mind."

Kurama looks at him in shock. "Y-you…" he stammers unable to even voice his horror at the thought of Karasu actually making good on that statement.

"I what?" Karasu inquires relishing the fact that he holds so much power over the emerald-eyed beauty.

Kurama swallows before trying again. "You would sink that low?" he demands. Karasu responds by reaching forward and cupping his flaccid cock. A devilish smirk crosses his face as he sees the terror-filled green eyes of his captive widen even more.

"Does this answer your question, or should I continue?"

"N-no, please, that is enough," Kurama whispers hating his helplessness in defending himself against the bomb-wielder. He lets out a whimper as Karasu's thumb begins rubbing his skin. "Pl-please…no," he begs to no avail as the violet-eyed demon continues to stroke him making his body react to his touch. He tries to pull away but Karasu doesn't release him. Humiliated beyond belief, Kurama is forced to endure the violet-eyed demon's ministrations.

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Itsuki knows that he is so much trouble now. The golden-eyed yaminade tries, unsuccessfully, to avoid looking at Kazuya's gun. The minute that the blue-eyed man notices, he smirks. "Whatcha lookin' at, 'Suki?" he drawls, "It wouldn't happen to by my gun would it?" Itsuki doesn't answer and tries his best to tear his eyes away. Kazuya's smirk only deepens. "Shinobu ain't too happy wit' ya right now. He says he's wishin' he hadn't spared ya life. I can't say I blame 'im. You definitely deserve what he's asked me to do to ya. You've earned this for bein' a traitor." Those words cut deeply into Itsuki and he looks back down at the ground. Knowing that Shinobu regretted ever saving him cut more deeply then any weapon ever could. With his head down he immediately notices the gun moving towards him. His golden-eyes widen as he watches the metal draw close to the sensitive flesh nestled between his thighs.

"K-Kazuya?" Itsuki whispers not sure he wants to know where this is going. He gets no answer and the cold end of the gun presses against his flesh. Itsuki closes his eyes wanting nothing more then to be dead. "If you are going to shoot me, get it over with," he says hoarsely.

Kazuya laughs. "What makes ya think I'm about to shoot ya?"

"You're pointing your gun at me. What else could you possibly do with it?" Itsuki demands. When he sees the grin on the man's face, he realizes that was exactly what Kazuya wanted him to ask.

"Well, I'm about to show ya, 'Suki," he remarks before moving it forward. The Yaminade's golden-eyes widen as the gun slides over his erection easily. He stares at Kazuya who merely grins before beginning to slide it up and down. Itsuki lets out a soft moan as he feels the gun heat up. Obviously, Kazuya was channeling his spirit energy into it making it warm. Itsuki's golden-eyes flutter closed as he surrenders to the unforeseen pleasure coursing through him.

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Hiei isn't too surprised to be taken to Bui's room. He eyes the surroundings and finds it sparsely furnished and very neat. The blue haired demon observes his captive and tries to keep his mind at ease. Ever since Hiei had arrived he had been tempted to many lewd things to the smaller demon that he cannot believe and he hopes that he can keep himself in check. He decides that leaving the room for a while might help calm his raging libido so he walks out and locks the door without a word to the fire-demon as he doesn't trust himself to speak. That fire-demon was just too damn tempting for his own good! Bui closes his eyes and sinks down out underneath a tree. 'Wonderful, I am becoming as deprived as the Toguro brothers,' he thinks.