Porcelain

by Juul

A/N: Almost 20 reviews! I feel loved! It's really nice to know that my writing is worth reading, really. I'm glad that I'm able to write something that people like. Thanks to my faithful readers and reviewers! If anyone is uncomfortable with stuff like the following in the warning, feel free to skip to the next chapter, I'll give a brief description at the beginning.

THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS A LEMON! IT'S A "NOT-NICE" ONE. BAD LANGUAGE AT THE END, TOO. YOU'VE BEEN WARNED.

Chapter Fourteen: Tyrant

Naraku walked towards Sango and Kagura, not soon after Kanna had dissappeared. He stepped out of the night mist, his ruby-red eyes shining in the dark. "Well, well, well..." said Naraku, still coming their way, "What do we have here? The two whores who decided that they could free themselves, plus one of my less valuable henchmen..."

"Kohaku was NEVER your henchman!" screamed Sango, finding her voice and clenching her fists.

Naraku went up to her and slapped her forcefully across the face, knocking her to the ground. "Don't you dare talk to me like that. You're still nothing more than a mere hostage. Better than that... I can do whatever the hell I want to with you." He got down on one knee next to Sango and stared lustfully at her. "Don't ever forget that. It would be wise of you not to sass me again, let alone try to escape, unless you want me to wreck that pretty little face of yours."

Kagura was seething with anger and rage. That bastard had decided to keep her locked up... and as a hostage of all things, if he dared to call her so. "What do you want with us? What do you want with me?" asked Kagura.

The evil hanyou shot up and grabbed Kagura around her throat. "Don't think that you're going to get off easy... You're still my creation. Even though I don't have the luxury of threatening you by crushing your heart, I can still kill you the good old fashioned way..." He tightened his grip on her throat, smiling at the slight hint of fear in her crimson red eyes.

Naraku threw her to the ground. "You're both coming with me."

The wind witch was so angry at him that she didn't care what happened. "Like hell we will!" She grabbed Sango by her wrist and pulled her to her feet, the two of them making a run for it.

"Like I wouldn't be prepared for that..." Naraku shot out a cloud of miasma around both the wind sorceress and the demon slayer.

"Miasma!" said Sango, covering her mouth.

"Keep running!" Urged Kagura.

Soon enough, the miasma took it's effect on them; Sango first, being only human. Sango collapsed to the ground.

"Sango!" said Kagura, shaking the girl by her shoulders. "Dammit!" Her vision was getting a little hazy even, for being a demon. Usually miasma didn't effect her like this. Maybe it was because she had her heart now. Just before collapsing and passing out, the last thing Kagura had seen was Naraku walking towards her, a sick grin on his face. "Naraku... just... wait..."

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Hours seemed to have passed... but sadly, it was only about half an hour. Naraku had captured both Kagura and Sango, bringing them into the dungeon, right next to his beloved cellar, where he spent his "weakened days." Naraku had chained Kagura to the wall, by her wrists and ankles. Sango was chained up next to her, only by her wrists.

Kagura was the first one to wake up. God, where am I now? She opened her eyes, her vision still a little blurry. She was not too surprised to find that she was in Naraku's dungeon and chained to the wall. I suppose I was asking for it... She turned her head a little to see that Sango was next to her, but still unconsious.

Only minutes later, Sango woke up. She, having many reasons for doing so, was particularly alarmed to be chained up. "What?" she asked, an odd pitch in her voice as she noticed the chains holding her to the wall. "Wh- where am I? I don't want to be here! LET ME GO!" she screamed. Great. She couldn't even put up a fight like this.

"Naraku's dungeon," said Kagura, so much anger dripping from her voice, "Punishment."

Footsteps were heard, as Naraku came down the hall and around the corner to see his former servant and his current hostage. "I told you that neither of you would get away like that. I'm not as stupid as you take me for." He walked over to the two of them, his right hand behind his back, surely hiding something. Something bad.

He stopped in front of Kagura, leaning forward so that his face was incredibly close to hers. "Do you have any idea how much I despise you?"

Kagura kept that look of pure hatred and defiance on her face, her eyes staring straight into Naraku's. Kagura didn't say a word, but instead she spit in his face.

"FUCKING WENCH!" screamed Naraku, punching Kagura in the mouth. He did nothing but make her lip bleed. Kagura barely stifled a scream, but gave Naraku a smile.

Naraku wiped the spit off his face and quickly freed Kagura from her chains, only to proceed in beating and kicking her. The wind sorceress got up on her knees and held up her fan, but Naraku kicked her in the chest, sending her flying backwards into the wall.

"Kagura," said Naraku, "You were always so rebellious. I've been wanting to hurt youl like this before, but I didn't want to endanger anything that could be of use to me." He pulled the object that he was hiding earlier out of the sleeve of his kimono. It was a whip, gloing red, clearly with blood, maybe something else, like poison.

Kagura looked up at him. "Naraku," she said, her voice a little weak, "I'd rather die than continue serving you. This is nothing."

The evil hanyou stared at Kagura with hatred, putting the whip back into his sleeve. Instead of using it, he walked towards Kagura and kneeled down to her level. He stared her in the eyes for a moment, then grabbed her by her shoulders, pulling some of the fabric from her kimono down, then he hit her in the face once more, and pushed her to the ground, so that she was lying on her stomach. Naraku pulled her kimono down a little more, completely revealing her back, and the spider scar that she had inherited from him.

"Don't forget, Kagura, that you will always be a part of me," said Naraku, placing his foot on her back, trying to prevent her from getting up, even though that wouldn't be much of a problem at this point. "Let this little scar be a reminder of that." Without saying another word, Naraku pulled the whip out of his sleeve once more, and lashed out at his incarnation with it, this time causing her to scream out in pain. "This is what you get for betraying me for good. I would kill you, but I feel that torture is a much better form of punishment."

Kagura turned her head to face him, like she was going to say something, but Naraku kicked her in the ribs. "Aw, like I care what you think?" said Naraku, his voice feigning concern. He continued to whip her, until her back had numerous welts, some bleeding. Even though the wind witch tried to be strong and withstand this, she had let a few tears of pain escape.

Naraku took notice of this and decided to start his emotional torment for her. "I thought you said that this was nothing, Kagura? I bet you didn't realize that when you got your heart, that you're more susceptible to pain and injuries now. If you damage that precious heart of yours and lose too much blood, you'll surely die. Slowly but surely."

Naraku continued whipping and kicking her, until she didn't even have the strength to look at him; until she was covered in her own blood. Naraku held up the whip, ready to strike Kagura once more. Sango couldn't take watching her friend get hurt like this; she couldn't take being helpless, unable to do anything.

"STOP IT!" Sango screamed, unable to watch this any longer. Naraku lowered the whip, then turned his gaze to Sango. "Leave her ALONE!" the taijiya yelled once more.

Naraku looked to the shivering, bloody demon on the ground, then to the troublesome demon slayer, still chained to the wall. "Why should you care what happens to this rebellious, ungrateful little whore?" He nodded towards Kagura.

It took Sango a lot of nerve to say her next words. "She's... she's my... friend."

Kagura looked up at Sango from her place on the ground. I can't believe it... Do I really mean something to her? Then maybe I mean something to... Sesshomaru... She rested her head back on the ground, no longer able to help, but praying that Sango wouldn't be too badly injured.

Naraku walked casually towards Sango, getting up in her face. "I always thought that demon slayers were supposed to destroy demons. I guess you're just soft... and weak... You know it, don't deny it." Sango gave him a defiant look. "Don't give me that look," said Naraku, holding out the whip. "And don't you dare spit on me like she did. You still don't know your place, do you?"

"I do know my place," said Sango, with as much courage as possible, "I belong with Miroku, Kohaku, and the rest of my friends. Not with you. Ever."

Being defied and not taken seriously this many times in one day was enough to drive Naraku so far past the point of pissed, that it was extremely hostile for anyone near him right now... possibly even Kanna or his beloved saimyosho. Sadly, for Sango, this would change her life forever.

Naraku quickly unchained Sango, who made a grab for the whip. Naraku took this as his chance for a quick hit. He grabbed her by her shoulders and actually lifted her off the ground. He held the struggling taijiya up to his face, making eye contact with her. "You're loyalty to your brother and your friends will be your downfall, Sango." Naraku was holding her so tight that his claws had ripped through the fabric of Sango's kimono and pierced her skin.

"Don't play the hero, girl," said Naraku, "It's not worth it." He slammed her against the wall, temporarily knocking the wind out of her lungs. Naraku still kept a strong grip on the upper portions of her arms, feeling her blood run down his hands. Even in such plight she was so beautiful... Naraku moved one of his hands up to her face and caressed it, looking into her brown eyes, full of fear and hatred. All for him.

The demon pulled Sango extremely close to him, close enough so that he could feel her heart pounding in her chest and that she could feel the slightly growing bulge in his pants. Even though she put up a strong defense, Sango was still very traumatized by the other times that Naraku had forced himself on her, and she was terrified out of her wits at the moment. Naraku was turned on by her fear in a sick, twisted way.

"Get off me!" Sango screamed, trying to pull away from him, but he was just too strong.

Kagura got up and hit Naraku over the head with a large piece of stone that had come loose from the floor. It barely phased him, partly because pain like that was so trivial to him, and partly because Kagura was so weakened, now. Naraku dropped Sango to the floor, who backed up against the wall in fear, standing up, and partially turning away. She covered her face with her hands.

Naraku took care of Kagura with one blow. He hit her in the head, this time knocking her into an unconcious state. Then he picked up Kagura's body and chained her to the wall to avoid anymore interferences.

Sango was so scared that she could barely move, and she couldn't hear anything except for her own terrified breaths, her heartbeat, and Naraku's footsteps coming towards her. The young woman made a run for it, but Naraku caught her around her waist, then slammed her against the wall, where he stared her in the eyes for a while, until she closed them and looked away.

"Do you fear me, Sango?" asked Naraku, feeling her up, further aroused by the feeling of her body tensing up a great deal when he rested his hands on her hips. "Are you afraid of me?" Sango didn't answer him, but it was too obvious that she was scared. Naraku put his hands on the collar of her kimono, and gently pulled it down, so that her shoulders were visible, along with a small amount of cleavage, and many bruises and cuts.

Naraku smiled at Sango. "You're terrified. Admit it." Naraku hastily ripped the rest of her kimono off of her body, tossing the ripped fabric to the side. Naraku looked her up and down, resting his eyes on her breasts. Sango didn't even need to look at him to know that he was staring at her, she could feel the horrible feeling of being watched.

"It's a shame that fucking monk isn't here," said Naraku, "He'd love to see this." The demon grabbed one of Sango's breasts, giving it a small squeeze, and causing her to scream out in both pain and fear.

An evil laugh escaped from Naraku's tyrant mouth. "I bet you feel special. It looks like I was your first. I'm sorry it wasn't that monk; I bet that's what you wanted."

Naraku put his hands on Sango's hips, then moved them a little lower, onto her thighs. Out of fear alone, Sango had let a few tears fall. Naraku wiped one of her tears away. "That's a damn shame, Sango," he said, "I haven't even done anything and you're already crying." The twisted hanyou slipped one of his hands between Sango's legs, touching her there.

"BASTARD!" screamed Sango. Naraku had always creeped her out, and she had always felt a little uncomfortable around him, but she had never even guessed that he would ever want her this way.

"I see that you aren't mute after all. If you can call me a 'bastard,' I wonder what else you'll be screaming." Naraku pressed his body up against hers, forcing a kiss onto her lips, and his tongue inside her mouth, muffling her screams, one hand wandering her body, the other violating her in all the wrong ways. Despite her fear and shame, Sango pushed Naraku off of her for a moment, but this only angered him and he repeated his actions.

Naraku was going to break her this time. This time, he would show no mercy. "My dear Sango," said Naraku, leaning against her, and looking into her tearfilled eyes, his hot breath on her neck, "Do you have any idea of how long I've been wanting to violate you this way?"

He kissed her once more, his hand rubbing her between her legs. Sango let out a scream of fear, and Naraku took this as an opportunity for more soul crushing. "Do I turn you on, Sango?" he asked, continuing his actions.

What the fuck is going on? Somebody's hurt... Kagura opened one eye, then the other, looking around, feeling completely horrible. What she saw going on in the corner of the room angered her more than anything else in her whole life: Naraku was forcing himself on Sango once more.

Kagura gritted her teeth and closed her eyes trying her hardest to break her chains; trying with every ounce of anything she had left to get free and rip Naraku to a million fucking pieces. "YOU SICK BASTARD!" screamed Kagura, her wrists and ankles starting to bleed from her trying to break her shackles. "GET OFF OF HER!"

Naraku ignored Kagura's curses and threats; he didn't care. He had what he wanted. Naraku slipped one hand around Sango's waist, and grabbed her behind, one of his claws digging into the small of her back, getting a scream out of her. He drove one of his claws into her with his other hand, getting the loudest scream out of her yet.

"Looks like you've finally learned where to draw the line between pleasure and pain," he said to Sango, continuing to feel her up.

Sango tried her hardest to suppress the moan that was coming up her throat. No, she thought, I can't do this... This is wrong on so many levels, I can't let him do this to me... She could no longer stop herself, and let out a soft moan, mostly of pain, but also that of pleasure. "Please..." she begged to Naraku, "Please, just... leave me alone... please..."

Naraku took this as his queue and threw Sango to the floor, then he took out the whip and lashed out at her. Soon, she was in just as bad shape as Kagura, perhaps worse. Kagura was still cursing at Naraku, her voice growing raspy from screaming at him for going on twenty minutes. After Naraku was content that Sango wouldn't dare say anything more to him, he undressed himself and positioned himself on top of her, soon thrusting into her, letting out his own moans of pleasure.

"Remember my name, Sango," said Naraku, "Because you'll be screaming it for a long time..." He groaned as he began to pull in and out of Sango's body in a fast, painful motion.

This abuse and torture continued for a while, until Sango could no longer stop herself. "Naraku..." she said in a horse whisper, still crying softly.

"Louder," commanded Naraku.

"Naraku," Sango said, a little louder.

"Louder, you useless child!" the evil, abusive hanyou screamed.

"Naraku!" yelled Sango, feeling her muscles in her stomach start to contract. "NARAKU!" Naraku smirked, giving her his last thrust. "I HATE YOU! YOU SON OF A BITCH!" screamed Sango. She rolled over onto her side and hugged her knees to her chest in a fetal position.

Naraku pulled out of her, satisfied that he had finally broken her spirit. "Good girl," he said, reaching down to hit her once more.

Sango could sense him coming near her again, and she finally snapped. "GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME!" Sango jerked backwards, bursting into tears, her sobs echoing around the dungeon.

Naraku walked around the corner and into the hall, but stopped just before he was out of sight. "So, Kagura," he said, "Did you enjoy the show?"

It was then that Kagura had reached the maximum point of her anger. Never before had she wanted to kill someone as much as she wanted to kill Naraku.

"Naraku..." she said, not caring that her voice was damn near gone. "You'll pay... for... this!"

"You can't touch me, Kagura," said Naraku, dissappearing down the hall. A 'clank' noise was heard as he went up the ladder and shut the trapdoor, locking Kagura and Sango in the dungeon once more.

Kagura let out a scream of anger, and hatred-- all aimed at Naraku. "That... that..." Without even realizing it, Kagura had snapped the chains holding her to the wall all in half, and before she could even register in her tired mind what she was doing, she was running at full speed around the corner and down the hall, jumping onto the rope ladder and clawing at the trapdoor. "That... FUCKING COCKSUCKER!"

A/N #2: What a lovely chapter... Trust me, I'm kidding. Sorry if anybody got offended by reading this, I'm not big on details as you can all see. So, this was my first time writing a lemon (if you could even call it that). How was this? Please review! Chapter Fifteen's coming soon, promise!