Disclaimer: I dun own Inuyasha or the show or…anything…not even a plushie. Don't that suck?

A/n: Wow if you're a kiddy type person DO NOT READ THIS FAN FICT. Trust me there are much better funnier ones out there that wont rot your mind. That's my warning seriously listen cause…yeah. Oh and if you don't like the story tell me what Im doing wrong. Ill try to fix it in the next one if I feel you got it right. Read and review meh please!

Chapter1:

Tears

Kagome shivered. She couldn't believe that this was happening to her. She resisted the urge to shift her tattered clothes. The man who was selling her had pulled down her brown slave shirt so that the demons could get a better look and he could get a better price. Kagome kept her head down, her little bit of defiance, and tried to block out the sound of what was happening.

"150 dollars!" a demon shouted from the audience.

"200!" another bellowed.

"Come now," the auctioneer laughed, "she's worth three times as much!"

"600 then" the same demon growled.

"2000 dollars, and sold or else," came a calm voice.

"Right! Sold then. To the great demon Naraku."

Kagome's eyes began to tear. She'd been sold. For 2000 dollars. She was owned by someone. Something. She sniffled a little. I wont cry, I wont! Kagome squeezed her eyes shut. She heard someone move through the crowd. She heard the slight squeak of wooden steps as her owner made his way towards her. She heard the chains that kept her from bolting clink as they switched from one pair of hands to another. Then she went cold inside as a rough hand grabbed one of her breasts.

It moved over her, caressing her, trying to get a moan from her. She wouldn't though. She couldn't even if she wanted to, she felt like she was about to throw up. She almost sighed in relief when the hand stopped moving, but her moment of happiness only lasted that…a moment. The hand reached up and tilted her chin up.

"Open your eyes."

She did.

"Why wont you moan for me?"

She closed her eyes again and was quickly slapped across the face.

"YOU ARE MY SLAVE! YOU WILL ANSWER MY QUESTIONS. YOU WILL MOAN FOR ME IF I INTICE YOU TO. YOU WILL DO EVERYTHING TO PLEASE ME! THAT IS NOW YOUR LIFE! DO YOU FUCKING UNDERSTAND!"

"Yes," Kagome whimpered, to afraid to do much more.

"Yes, Master," Naraku corrected.

"Yes, Master," Kagome repeated in a whisper. She felt the tears come again and she used all her strength to hold them back. He hadn't told her to cry. Im already thinking like a slave. At his order she followed him down the hated steps.

His house was a few blocks away, or so he told her, and they would walk to it. She tried to keep her mind blank, as he put his arm around her waist, so that she would be ready to act if he wanted something of her. His hand slipped into her lose fitting brown skirt, the traditional garb of the slave, playing in the tangle of black hair located there. Her eyes darted around her. It couldn't be proper messing with her like that in public could it?

She looked into each passing face, none seemed to notice her though they smiled and waved at Naraku. She hated demons, every human did it was in their souls. The only person who seemed to see her was another human slave across the street. A male with black hair pulled back into a small ponytail. He was following close behind a demon with pure white hair and little dog ears. The man leaned forward and whispered into his master's ear. Suddenly golden eyes were piercing her and she let out an involuntary groan that Naraku apparently thought was for him.

The amber eyed demon nodded then suddenly broke out laughing at something else his slave said. His eyes trailed over her, seemingly burning her skin, until he notice the hand in her pants. The beautiful demon's eyes narrowed and she thought she heard a growl coming from him though she must have been imagining it because Naraku kept walking.

Again she heard the low growl as the demon started to march across the street. He was pulled back though by his slave who pointed at the building in front of them. The white haired demon nodded and rushed into the structure shaking his head slightly.

Kagome suddenly felt more alone and afraid. Why was she so attached to a demon? And one shed never met no less. Lost in thought she kept walking with Naraku letting out a soft whimper every now and then. She noticed it must have been because she was thinking of the other demon since she only noticed Naraku when she thought about it.

Soon he stopped her in front of a building and commanded her to "open the door, slave girl." She did and stood back to allow him entrance first, then followed one step behind as she hand seen the male slave doing. He led her to the basement which she learned was the slave quarters. Inside were three women and oddly a small kitsune. Kagome was roughly shoved down the last few steps to the floor.

"Stay here, Ill call when I need you," he said as he left.

"Hello," the kitsune greeted, "I'm Shippo. Who are you?"

"K-Kagome. Why…are you in the slave quarters?"

"Because Im a slave?" the boy answered smartly.

"You're a demon"

"You're a genius!"

"Don't be rude Shippo," one of the girls said as she turned to the new comer "I'm Sango. And um.. " she pointed to the other two girls "That's Kanna, and that's Kagura."

Kagome nodded and went over to the girl. She looked down at her feet for a moment, then sighed. She glanced around the room taking in her surroundings. There was a pile ragged looking blankets in one corner, in another a pail, and from the smell of it, it wasn't for water. Other than that the room was completely empty

Kagome let out a weak sob and buried her head in her hands. Someone pulled her close and hugged her while she wept without tears. Tearless crying didn't count as real crying.

Sango didn't know why she felt the need to comfort the girl. She just felt this need to protect her for some reason. She had the feelings they'd been friends before, or maybe where meant to be friends. By the look of him, Shippo thought so too. She smiled as she pulled back from the now sleeping girl. She indicated with her head that Shippo should bring a blanket over and covered her when he did.

The door to the basement creaked and she immediately put on a submissive look. Her eyes drifted to the floor and she could only see his bare feet but she knew what he wanted anyway. She stood and walked to the bottom of the stairs before falling to her knees again. Shippo, Kanna, and Kagura followed suite. "Master," they said in unison.

"Sango, come with me."

"Yes Master," she inwardly winced, but showed no outward signs that she had any feelings at all. Standing once again she followed him. She knew the way to his bedroom well and could have done it with her eyes closed. She closed the door, on his command, once she was in.

"Sango," he grinned wickedly.

"Yes Master?" she played dumb.

"Teach the new girl will you?"

"..Yes Master."

"Good. Now come here," he laughed, "and look at me will you?"

"Yes Master," she whispered bringing her eyes up and walking towards him. Slowly his hand came up and removed her brown shirt. His mouth came down on one nipple and she concentrated on making it tighten. She let out a weak moan and silently thanked herself for managing to react to Naraku's repulsive touch.

"Your breast are larger than the new girls. I haven't tasted hers yet, but I bet you'll still taste the sweetest when I do."

"Thank you Master," Sango moaned in a purposefully shaky voice. She ran a hand through is long dark hair pulling him closer to her.

"Oh you want me do you?"

"Yes Master…" she lied skillfully.

He laughed and pushed her on the bed, lifting her skirt in the process. Slowly he undid his own pants and she watched as if interested. Inside she was rolling her eyes. She let out a dramatic gasp as he freed himself. Oh look at the little twiggy, she laughed to herself.

"Master…its so big."

"I know, can you take it?"

"Yes, Master, please," she whispered, anything could "take it". She opened her legs wide, and he immediately moved between them. He rubbed the head of his dick on her hot spot and she made herself wet by thinking of a slave she'd once seen. Then she imagined that he was doing all of this to her, glad for once that she didn't know his name because she'd have called it out. Naraku thrust into her and she shrieked in mock pleasure. It'll be over soon, she thought, he never lasts long.

As if on cue Naraku moaned and heaved over her, spilling himself inside her while she wished like hell he didn't get her pregnant. He pulled out of her and she held her breath hoping that he wouldn't tell her to spend the night.

"Out."

"Yes Master," she picked up her shirt and pretty much ran from the room. Yes yes yes yes yes yes yes!

She ran to the basement to the pile of blankets. She picked one that was placed a little apart from the rest and wiped herself clean with it. She looked around everyone was eyeing her except Kagome who was still asleep.

"…Well?"

"He went to sleep."

"YES!" the screamed together. They all laughed. Sango had suffered, but she'd worn him out and that meant he wouldn't call anymore of them. That was good news, especially for poor Shippo.

"How's Kagome?"

"We have high hopes for her. She's taking this better than you and Shippo did when you first came here."

"Well of course… Naraku says to 'teach the new girl'"

"Oh we will. He doesn't have to worry about that!"

"First thing in the morning then?"

"Of course!"

A/n: Bwhahahahahahah!