A/N: Hello dear readers. Welcome to my newest sessxkag. I am taking serious liberties with this one and bending them to my whim.
This is an AU, obviously. Characters will be OOC in most instances. This fic contains abuse, rape (mostly of Sesshomaru bc why not?), slavery, and some of our favorite characters not the way we know them.
Enjoy!
Generations before any of the current humans were alive there had been a great war fought with the demons.
At first it had been discrepancies over land, titles, and the overwhelming realization that demons possessed power and abilities no human could match on their best day.
It was out of fear that the humans of all the land banded together to go up against the strongest demon lords and generals.
With the help of the most spiritually inclined holy men and women did they succeed and the demons who remained were shackled, bound in irons with their demonic energy suppressed and in some cases stripped completely.
The strongest were executed while their mates were forced to watch along with their young as an example as to what would become of them if they did not submit.
Many of the females were then dragged off to be raped and killed as well leaving many demon children to be divided up by the humans to take as their slaves.
To the humans it was seen as a great victory. The day they had won over their rivals and overcame adversity.
For the demons who remained it was the day they had lost their identity as well as any hope of ever becoming anything other than a slave.
Naturally there had been uprisings, even with their demonic energy sealed many were still physically stronger than humans, only to be squashed quickly and made examples of for the others in the form of torture and execution.
"You should have helped us Sesshomaru!" The ogre demon shouted as the noose came down around his neck. "This is on your head, dog!"
Standing in the crowd he watched, forcibly, to see the latest fools who had made an attempt to escape. They had approached him to which he had ignored.
Ignorant idiots. Where would they go if they did manage to somehow escape? There was nowhere to run. The humans numbers were vast while the demons had dwindled considerably over the years.
Feeling the small squeeze of the hand that held his he looked down to see the big brown eyes of the little neko, Rin.
"Do we have to watch?" She asked softly her fuzzy brown ears twitching nervously atop her head.
"Yes." While his voice was calm and cool he begrudgingly said so. He hated having his little friend subjected to watching such vicious acts.
Being born after the war Rin was a half-breed. Her mother had been one who had managed to escape her attacker to give birth to her daughter.
At some point she had been captured and the two separated with Rin being sold to the Higurashi compound where he himself had been in for decades.
Turning his gaze back to the happenings before them his eyes fell to the executioner, Sango. Just like her ancestors before her she was cruel in her treatment of demons seeing them all as below her.
To many times had he witnessed her personally lash out in a foul mood at a demon child whipping them to near death or to even walk up to one of the adults and beat them with her fists.
Executions however always seemed to put her into a particularly foul mood as when it was done there was no one left to torment.
Without a single word she pulled the lever to the platform the three demons stood on dropping them quickly as it collapsed away. Audibly their necks cracked under their own weight as their bodies suddenly came to an abrupt halt.
Rin whimpered leaning against Sesshomaru more and shuddered. Clutching her hand more tightly for reassurance he had no doubt he would be punished for being called out by the ogre.
"Koga, take Rin to Jaken." He whispered low to the wolf demon standing in front of him. Not glancing behind him he knew Koga had heard him and understood. "Go."
Releasing her hand Rin turned to him with tears shimmering in her eyes.
"Please come back my lord." She whispered using the honorific title she had given him as a show of her deep gratitude for taking her in as an orphan.
"This is what happens to those who dare to think they can step out of bounds!" Sango shouted standing above the crowd. "Now, go about your work. Sesshomaru! Come here!"
Taking a few steps forward he clenched his teeth together. The crowd parted for him as he made his way to the front. "We can do this the easy way or the hard way."
Staring up at her with disdain he made no indication or motion. Jumping down she quickly bound his hands with chain securing it to his waist.
Yanking on it for him to follow her he did knowing what it was she sought from him and knew he had no choice but to give in to her.
Sango took Sesshomaru into the room she used to detain her prey in. He saw her as a deadly spider with her web weaved throughout the manor. This was the center where some never found their way back out once trapped within.
There had been days that Sesshomaru had wished she would kill him; the humiliation and indignation she inflicted on him at times was more than he thought he could bear.
Still he always left, worse for wear, to go about his monotonous duties and empty life. Closing his eyes as she turned to bolt the heavy wooden door he felt the momentary warmth of the little nekos hand in his, her trusting eyes worried over him; yes he would return for Rin.
"What did you think of the show up there? Did you enjoy it?" Sango asked. Opening his eyes he saw she was already untying the sash around her waist.
"No." He answered staring through her, never at her.
"The entire time I couldn't take my eyes off of you." Sauntering closer to him she pulled on his chains lowering him to kneel in front of her. Gripping his face roughly between her fingers she smirked coldly. "It gets me so uptight when I am forced to punish your kind."
Placing her lips to his he felt his mind begin to disconnect the way it always did. He allowed it to wander while his body would work automatically and give her what she took from him.
He heard his words in answer and felt her sliding against him as she removed his bindings as well as his simple kimono.
Feeling her hands on his flesh he went back into his memory to when his father had been alive. When he knew at all times where his mother was for he didn't know if she had been killed or survived the aftermath of the war.
At this moment however that didn't matter. He was sparing with his father in the west. The courtyard was not the official grounds to do such activities, as his mother protested and chastised them endlessly.
Breathing heavily he lunged forward with his sword only to be knocked off balance by his sire. Laughing loudly while Sesshomaru stood irritated before trying to strike again.
"You will not be able to hit the broad side of a barn let alone me, swinging your sword like a club." His father joked.
Straightening himself up he took in his father and reveled in the memory of him. He wanted it back, the life that had been his and promised.
Suddenly coming to full awareness as his body released he realized the woman had straddled him on the ground and was taking full liberties.
Sesshomaru felt sick as she smiled contently. Running her hands over his chest she laid on top of him. "I am so glad that I found a use for you. Even still, if you defy us or go against us then even how well you use your cock will not protect you."
"Yes, Lady Sango." He said robotically staring up at nothing.