Chapter 25: Returning Home

"Come on Kagura, you can do it." Her master said encouragingly. He was standing maybe five feet away from her with his arms outstretched in a mockery of motivation and love. Behind her was another man, Jaken, she believed he is called. He was watching her, waiting for her to mess up so he could strike. She had messed up five times already and it cost her. More tears- she was always crying- slid down her face and dripped onto the floor, well, dripped onto the broken glass.

The drive home had been free of pain, which surprised her. Sesshomaru simply demanded she use her mouth on him, which she did. Kagura used her jaws, tongue, saliva, and lips, making sure to give the best damn blowjob of her fucking life. He had played with her hair and would tug on it when she slid her smooth wet tongue over his pearly slit on the tip. The taste was familiar, as well as the feel of his cock in her mouth. The veins, the precum, all of it reminded her of what she was and would be until he killed her, a pet, a physical vessel for his needs.

There was a time when she thought she loved him, when she thought that he might love her back. The days before the accident, or Kagura's betrayal as he called it, had been pleasant. Pleasurable sex everyday, delicious food, and entertainment. But then she fucked up.

She was so stupid.

Now, Kagura was paying for that stupidity. They had returned home and Sesshomaru made her walk, each step was an agony and when she finally made it inside the house even the rug hurt a bit but Sesshomaru wasn't done with her yet. She didn't have to chase him anymore but she did have to walk to him. It sounded easier said then done. Her master had gone into the kitchen and grabbed eight glass cups and slammed each of them down onto the floor. They glass broke into many pieces as soon as they touched the marble flooring, some even landed on her and cut her, causing her to bleed. A shard of glass had dug into Sesshomaru's cheek, but he didn't seem to notice. He didn't even blink as the blood flowed down his smooth cheek, leaving a trail of red liquid in it's wake, almost like a tear, she thought.

Kagura found his blood, surprising. Of course he would bleed, he is human but the way he acts, his cruelty would suggest something different. She wondered when was the last time he cried, when was the last time he knew sorrow. She didn't have time to think about his humanity because his attention was back on her.

"Kagura, you will walk to me, over this glass." They both looked at the glass on the floor, Kagura in horror, but Sesshomaru in anticipation. He was waiting for her to do it, wanting to see her looks of pain, the tears that he knew would come down her sweet face. He wanted to see all of it. The moment he saw her lying on Naraku's bed he had to restrain himself because every instinct told him to reach out and break bone, to crush that soft throat or break her jaw but his self control was amazing. But it wouldn't last until he saw her in pain, then the beast inside him would calm. "If you fall, Jaken here," He pointed to the man holding a whip. "will strike you."

As of now, Kagura was halfway through and she had five whip marks, thin strips of lines weeping blood, rolling down her back. She had to do this, she had to. Neither of them would let up until she did. She calmed herself and looked at the floor for a long time, deciding where best to take her next step. She saw that a large chuck of glass was in front of her to her left so she decided to move her right foot. The tip of her toes landed on the ground first, small shards digging into them, then she moved her other foot. Progress, she was making progress until she lost her balance and landed, face front, onto the pile of glass. She held out her hands to cushion her fall which caused her palms to be penetrated by shards of glass. She let out an ear piercing sob and pleaded with her master. Her pleas were interrupted by the sound of a whip cracking in the air. She knew what would happen next and as expected, the whip sliced into her back, making her jerk her chest even more into the glass on the ground.

"Come on Kagura, you're almost there, just a little more. I know you can do it." His voice slid into her ears. His voice was calm but she could hear the threat of pain if she didn't stand back up and continue walking.

In a burst of desperate energy and wanting the pain to end, she pushed herself up, wincing at the pain it caused but choosing to not let it stop her and took two big leaps. Coming down from her last leap, her foot hit some of the glass at the edge of the pile and she fell, hitting her jaw on the marble floor.

Nothing had ever felt so good before.

She lifted her head up and saw Sesshomaru's boots in her line of sight. She looked up at his face to find him staring down at her. He bent down and lifted her up by placing his hands under her armpits. She feared he would put her back down onto her glass-filled feet but he instead hauled her over his shoulder and carried her up the stairs.

She felt relieved and sagged against him. As they reached the top floor, instead of taking her to the master bedroom as usual, he instead took her to another room. It was no less grand than what she was use to but it still baffled her as to why he would take her there. He laid her down, on her front, on the soft cushions that belonged to the bed, and whistled.

A middle aged man came into the room quickly and assessed Kagura injuries before looking back to Sesshomaru. "The shards of glass need to be removed from her body, quickly before an infection takes place." He lifted up her ankle to inspect her feet. "Her feet are completely damaged and most of the skin is off. She won't be able to walk for awhile and she may need stitches."

"Get it done and call me when it is over." He patted Kagura's head. "Be a good girl now while I am gone." She heard him leave the room and close the door. The man went to the bathroom and got two small rags. He dampened one with water and left the other dry. The one with water was drug slowly over her back, removing the blood from the whip marks. When her back was free of blood, he poured a large amount of hydrogen peroxide on the dry towel and rubbed the lines. It stung a little, causing Kagura to squirm but she knew he was trying to be as gentle and as painless as possible. When that was done, he retrieved a pair of metal tweezers and got to work.

The large shards of glass were removed, and then the little ones. Overall, it took him three hours to get all of the glass out, all the while Kagura clenched her teeth in pain and closed her eyes tightly. Her feet was something different though. He had to put her to sleep in order for her to not be in pain while he worked. Her feet did need stitches though not a lot and he also poured alcohol on it to make sure everything was disinfected.

X

When Kagura woke, she was sitting on a chair inside a bathroom while a woman was kneeling on the floor, the same woman from the mall, and washing her down with a wet rag.

"It's you." Kagura said in shock.

The woman with the beautiful emerald eyes looked up at her and smiled. "Yes, it's good to see you again. I am actually surprised you are still alive. They usually would have died by now."

Kagura didn't have to guess who "they" were, she already knew but she was far too angry to care. Angry at the woman for her earlier deceit which caused her to betray Sesshomaru in the first place. In a fit of anger, Kagura lifted up her leg and kicked the unsuspecting woman in the face, sending her flying backwards and causing Kagura's still raw and healing foot to hurt.

The woman, still on the ground, spit out blood and smiled at Kagura fiercely. Seeing her smile caused Kagura's nerves to jump and whatever anger she felt, instantly faded and was replaced by fear. The woman stood up slowly, still smiling and got into Kagura's face. "Perhaps you need a lobotomy too."

Kagura didn't know what the fuck that was but she knew she didn't want it. The woman grabbed a candle holder and inspected it, carefully. "I have never done it with this before but there's a first for everything." She moved faster than Kagura could react and cracked the thing across her forehead. The sound of the metal hitting her skull, combined with the blood that sprayed caused Ayame to instantly become wet but she only hit her once and didn't cause much damage otherwise...Sesshomaru would turn her into a pair of gloves.

Kagura began to cry as blood ran down her face and Ayame had to stop herself from reaching down into her pants and fingering her now dripping pussy. Her cries brought Sesshomaru storming into the bathroom looking extremely pissed. "What did you do?"

Ayame had to stop herself from scoffing. She obviously hit the bitch with the candle holder she had in her hands but of course Ayame didn't say that. "She kicked me and I hit her."

"With a fucking metal candle holder?"

No, with my fucking hair. "Yes, with a candle holder."

"She might have to get stitches, now. I ought to break one of your bones for this." He growled, eying her body and searching for which bone he would like to break.

Ayame swallowed her spit slowly and replied. "I will do the stitches myself." She looked down at the ground, showing meekness and submissiveness, just what he liked. "I am sorry."

He grabbed Kagura's jaw and looked at the newly formed bruise that wasn't caused by his own hand which displeased him immensely. "Upon closer inspections it looks like she won't need the stitches but I still have to punish you." He placed a finger to his lips, thinking before a smile danced across his face. "You have to go collect something for me. That will be your punishment. How you collect it is up to you but I want at least a thousand."

"What is it?" She asked, knowing she wasn't going to like the answer.

"Fire ants."

She smiled, and just like before, it almost killed her. How the fuck was she supposed to catch some bloody fucking fire ants but she didn't think on it for to long. She instead rushed out of the bathroom before he decided to change his mind and use physical punishment for her.

X

Sesshomaru wiped away the blood with the rag Ayame was using to clean her and shushed Kagura. "Don't weep beautiful. I will have a huge surprise for you soon."

Kagura had to stop herself from crying at the pain of the blow and she jerked her head away as Sesshomaru began cleaning the wound, his touch as light as a feather. Whatever surprise he had for her, Kagura was not looking forward to it. Especially the fire ants that Ayame was going to collect. She didn't want to watch her flesh be eaten and destroyed by those things. She had felt their bite before and she had no desire to feel them again though it wasn't up to her, after all.

I tried to upload this earlier but I didn't know was down. I thought it was my raggedy ass computer being stupid so I called my laptop all types of ungodly names but it was the website's fault so I would like to apologize to my laptop. I am sorry.