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My Tormentor

Chapter

3

Kagome was in a daze when she arrived at the large, white castle that was located on top of a sharp edged cliff. Down below was the crashing waves, threatening to swallow up whoever dares to venture there. The castle was large but it wasn't the size that captured her, it was the elegance and the beauty it contained.

It was like the pictures and models she saw at the museum or in a textbook in school. But this was extremely fascinating compared to the pictures. The windows were large and it was easily tell that it lighted the castle like in heaven.

The high towers had stairs rotating around it with handles to prevent from a deep fall. Although she was a prisoner, she liked the feeling of this place, although it was ironic to the Lord who lives here.

"Come on, bitch. Time to dump you in prison." A man behind her said gruffly as he helped her off the horse with her hands tied tightly behind her back. Kagome winced when she felt his hands on her back, reaching lower.

Kagome heart leaped to her throat when she felt his hands touching her butt. Frighten, Kagome let a out a low mewling sound and the man just laugh as he shoved her into large black gate and passed by the stables and the servants that worked here.

"It's looks like the medieval times..." Kagome whispered lowly, awed by the old fashioned ways of the people.

Pushing her roughly, Kagome stumbled forward and with her hand tied, she fell flat on her face onto the dirt. Laughing, the man pulled her up by the hair and dragged a kicking Kagome into the grand room and down into the chilly and misty dungeon.

Crying and screaming from the pain he was causing from pulling her hair and the scraping of her skin against the rough floor, Kagome cursed loudly at him until he flung her into a cell surrounded by bars.

"Listen, I will be your jailer and I will not fetch your needs and other things like your servant." Smiling wickedly at her, he added "Unless you give me some things I personally want from you."

"Never will I give my body to a filthy slug like you." Kagome spitted at him and struggled to untied herself.

"It's useless. You probably be here until you rot. What did you do to Lord Inuyasha to earn such a fate?"

"Is it any of your goddamn business! If I tell you, your jackass Lord will kill you in an instant." Her voice dripped with venom just mentioning the man who had ordered her to be in a filthy dungeon.

"And to think that I will see to your needs if you sleep with me. Now I will leave you alone with your friends."

'What friends?" Kagome voice squeaked in fear when the jailer turned to leave, "Wait!" The torches that lighted the cold, damp room suddenly went out leaving Kagome in the dark.

She was left in silence. Kagome ears strained to hear the parting footsteps, but the sound did not last long. Then there was the sound of rats scurrying across the floor above her.

Kagome knew she was in trouble when the jailer showed up again with two thin blankets for her to sleep on and badly chipped cup for her to drink in. Standing up weakly, still with her hands bound behind her, Kagome didn't have a chance to look at her wounds.

Kagome tried to begged him to let her out but her voice was dry from lack of water. Choking slightly, Kagome didn't hear the light creak of the iron doors opening.

"My, my, look at yourself. All dirty." He said in a mocking tone.

She narrowed her eyes when he approached her and cornering her agaisnt the hard wall. She could see his yellowing teeth and the swell of his stomach. His breath smells horrible from lack of brushing and the large amount of alcohol he consumed daily. Turning her face away from his hovering mouth, Kagome begged to whoever that could save her. When his hands touched her abdomen, Kagome freaked out and started to scream uncontrollably with her hurting throat.

"Quiet bitch." He shoved her hard to floor as he covered her small mouth and trying to ceased her struggles.

Kagome bitted hard into his hands and when he let go, he took the chance and continue to scream for help.

"Quiet!" He smacked her a few times until her mouth was swollen from the pressure and when he successfully stopped her thrashing. Laughing at her vacant eyes, he slowly kissed the curve of her neck and then her collarbone.

When he was about to strip her, someone roughly pulled him back from her and gently pulled her into his arms.

"What are you doing, Maten?" The old man said harshly but held Kagome like a fragile porcelain.

'I was just helping her changing her clothes. As you can see, she is incapable." He said, pointing at the unconscious Kagome.

"Maybe because you beat her? If Lord Inuyasha knows of this, you will die! He order no men is allowed to touch her, and yet you disobey."

"I am sorry, next time I will keep my hands off her."

"There will be no next time." The old man gently lifted Kagome up and laid her out onto the thin sheets on the floor. 'Lord Inuyasha has sent me to take care of her, you may leave now."

'He sent you! Who is this lady to deserve such a service as you?" Maten asked mockingly, walking toward the unconscious Kagome until he was shoved back again by the old man.

"I've warn you! Leave!"

Cursing, Maten left the cell while the old man left the cell and returned minutes later carrying a pail of water and a few necessity.

First, untying Kagome and then carefully cleaned her wounds and calming her swollen bruises on her beautiful face.

While Kagome was resting he brought her a mattress and a small table with a lantern and a small chamber pot. Although it was not that pleasant it was comfortable. Waiting for Kagome to awake, he hummed to his favorite song until she woke up.

Kagome blinked her eyes twice and gasped when she remembered what was happening to her. But instead of the jailer beside, she sound a friendly old man sitting besides her.

"Hello, my name is Myouga."

"My..my name is Kagome Higurashi." Kagome smiled and knew she found a friend in this horrid place. She knew not of the time passing but she was glad for Myouga to accompany her. With Myouga talking to her and tell her the adventures he been through, she was unaware of the situations she was in and her wounds healed quickly thanks to Myouga

The days turned into weeks, then two, then three. When Kagome finally noticed her monthly period had not come, she sat downed and laughed hysterically. Kouga's plan had actually worked. That damn man that she raped had actually gotten her pregnant after all with three night's trying. But the mansion she hated was gone.

From the road they had stopped to watch the smoke billow above the treetops as every wooden building and floor caught fire. There was nothing left for a child to secure; a child conceived for only that purpose was useless now.

After the hysterical laughter came tears, a flood of tears mixed with self-pity.

What had she done to deserve a fate like this?

What would happen if Inuyasha returned to this castle?

Myouga would be gone and her only friend her would be taken away from her. The other jailer would return, or one like him. And would Inuyasha care if she have his child?

No, he wanted her to die. She didn't think begging for her child's life would work. He had not wanted her husband's mansion and wealth and instead burned it. No, she would not let that damnable Inuyasha hurt her child. She will fight to her last breath.

She had not heard Myouga approach until the door opened with the usual creak. He was not wearing his usual pleasant smile and seemed disturb about something.

And then...

"Are you pregnant, Kagome-sama?"

Kagome stared at him in amazement. She had not been sick of a morn, as some women suffered, nor had her breasts enlarged the tiniest bit yet.

"How did you know?"

"Then you are?"

"Yes, but how—"

"I had not thought of it this soon, but my lord asked if you had asked for you know...woman things. Why did you not tell me?"

"I just realize myself. But what do you mean your lord ask you? When?"

"Just now."

Kagome lost what color she had maintained in that sunless room. "He has returned?"

"Yes, and I am to bring you to him now."

Kagome did not beg Myouga not to take her to his lord. There would be no point to it. IF he did not take her, someone else would come and get her. But she wanted to plead. All she remember of Inuyasha was his lean body and that slash of cruelty of his mouth and that icy boldness in his voice when he had sent her to his dungeon.

She barely noticed the Great Hall as she was led through it. It was only in the afternoon, so there was so many people around, mainly servants busy at some task, a few soldiers, and some woman.

It was the lord's chamber that she was taken to, a large room at the end of the hall. It was bright with sunlight streaming in through the large windows. She especially liked this room inspite of everything. The windows reached from ceiling to the floor, and was lined together forming half the room.

It was wonderful how the architect design the room. Half the room was glass where you can over look the setting sun over the horizon and the angry waves. Fascinated by the view, she did not notice Myouga leaving behind her and that she was left alone in the room.

And it was the clanking of chains that bought her attention to the large bed in the middle of the room. She did not notice the man standing on the other side of the bed, not until he came around it.

His very height proclaimed him, if his fine black shirt and black jeans did not–and his mouth, yes, that luscious, yet cruelly shaped slash. It took her a moment more to register what she was seeing. She recognize the rich color of silver and the golden eyes that only one man she knew can possess those features.

Her own eyes grew enormous, the single word "you" formed on her lips without a sound, and then the cold blackness rose up to engulf her.

Myouga suddenly barged in and seeing the woman he found to cared about, gently caught hold of her and whisper soothing words to her.

Inuyasha leaped forward to almost yank her out of the older man's arms. He carried her to the bed and laid her out onto it. One of her small hands came to rest on the chain beside her. She would feel it when she awoke. He smiled.

"I cannot imagine what could have caused that, my lord," Myouga said anxiously at his back. "She's been eating good."

Inuyasha did not take his eye off the beautiful wench. "Does she have any rat bites that scarred her skin?"

Myouga answer was a loud snort. Inuyasha knew this man. Myouga was well known for his soft heart and gentleness with all creatures.

Inuyasha had been furious with himself after he had sent Myouga alone to guard her. But he did not send the other man to her. He did not want her to suffer until he was there to make her suffer.

He didn't want that small body to be shrunken from starvation and most of all, he didn't want any man to touch her, at least not until he knew if she had been successful in her thievery. According to Myouga, she had been.

"Leave her to me, Myouga. You did well." Inuyasha voice sounds like a growling lion about to pounce on its prey.

"Yes..." But before leaving, Myouga gave a sad glance at Kagome and shook his head and left.

Inuyasha continued to stare at his prisoner, not even minding that her faint was denying him his revenge. He could be patient now that she is finally here in his bed. His anger started to bubble when he remembered her crime. If he had thought to spare her even a little, which he had not, her pregnancy settled the matter. And brought his fury back with vengeance. She carried his child. She had no right!

He had know the moment she had recognize him. He saw the fear in her large eyes. He gloried in that fear.

Suddenly he heard her sighed, and Inuyasha's breath held, waiting, willing her to open those large grey eyes. Her lips were parted. He remembered the lushes of them , remembered the hot feel of them against his skin whenever she had had to work harder at coaxing his body's response. Her black hair were in two thick braids, one beneath her, the other curled across her breasts,

He remembered those breasts, full and tempting, but never to his touch or taste, revealed to him only to inflame his senses, to aid his defeat.

He wanted to tear the rags she was wearing but not now. Not yet.

He want her to be aware of what he was doing to her.

She stretched, making a soft sound in her throat, then stilled, except for her hand. He watched the fingers of the hand that rested on the chains feeling the cold iron links. Watching the frown that creased her brows as she wondered what it was.

"A souvenir," he explained. "From your husband's home."

Her eyes flew open, enormous eyes dominating her small oval face. She made another sound, as if she were strangling. Her fear was intense, but it was too much, more like utter terror. He would be furious if she fainted again.

Kagome wished she could. Omigod, no wonder she had spent these weeks in a dungeon. It had nothing to do with her properties. She was going to die, but not by mere deprivation as she had thought.

She remembered this man's hatred and knew he would probably torture her to death. She knew now why he had fought so violently against her rape of him. He was no commoner but a powerful warlord of Shikon for heavensake.

And Kouga had not even know he had captured his worst enemy. A laughter bubbled in her throat. She could not stop it. IF she had not already lost ehr mind, she soon would. And he just stood there beside the bed, frowning down at her. Had she thought him handsome?

A illusion.

That mouth, those golden chilling eyes—he was a living nightmare, her nightmare, a man who defined cruelty with every line of his face.

Kagome began to shake in reaction. He swore loudly and brought his hand to her throat with firm pressure, squeezing the life out of Kagome. Kagome eyes flared wider.

"If you faint again, I will beat you." He growled.

Was he supposed to reassure her? But he released her and moved away from the bed. In self-preservation she watched him, but he only went to the fireplace and stood there staring down at it. Kagome eyed the door briefly and calculated how far she could manage with his distance from her and the door.

She has to escaped! Or she will die here!

Kagome looked at him again, her breath caught in her throat. From the back, he was not a monster as he portrays himself but a man. His long silvery hair was pulled back in an elegant braid was not curly yet the end curled near his waist. It looked soft though she never bring her hand that close to his face to touch it. His body was still appealing to the eye. She had known he would be tall.

And his clothing made him even more handsome than ever. His large shirt was carelessly put on not bothering to button the button, giving a great view of his broad chest. Kagome pulled her grey eyes away from his alluring body and toward the door.

Kagome quietly sat up and gently set her foot on the soft white carpet. Bending forward, she readied herself for a run. Taking in a deep breath and glancing back at the man one last time, Kagome raced forward and just when her hand touch the cold doorknob, a large hand slam the door shut and flung her backwards and came colliding with a hard chest.

Her face was caught between the nape of his neck and his arms held her tightly, almost squeezing her senseless. Kagome screamed and flail her arms not caring of she hit him or not. She kicked, she scratched and she screamed as loud as she can. But he didn't loosen his gripped, instead he pulled her toward the window and forced her to look at the setting sun. Slowly, Kagome breathing calm down and her body relax against his.

"Have you calm yourself, wench?" He said softly in to her ear.

Calm? Would she ever know that state again? Will she ever experience peace ever again?

Slowly, he let go of her and eyed her coldly. "Good, cause I don't want a zombie as my prisoner." Inuyasha laughed coldly and growled at her. "How dare you? You stole my child! My Child!"

Kagome looked away unable to face him.

"Since you stole my flesh, I will steal yours."

"No," she said quietly.

"No!" He exploded incredulously.

"This is my child, I have the right—" "You lost that right a long time ago when you stole my kid!"

Kagome flinched when he took a step closer to her and saw that his hands were clenching tightly together. She looked at him squarely in the eye. How the hell did she tempt him to this level of rage?

"I hold it, I will bear it, and that means I will keep it."

"Never will that child be yours. You will only be a woman to bore it and when it is born I will take that child away from you. You will be left for the men outside and then be hang." He did not shout, no, he said it too coldly.

Kagome shook her head as the tears blinded her and she felt all her strength left her.

"Please...it was all Kouga's plan."

"I don't care."

'I'm sorry." Kagome looked at him tearfully, hoping he will soften against her.

"Sorry? You will be much sorrier, I promise you. But you may begin appeasing my outrage right now. I hardly recognize you in clothes, wench. Remove them."

Kagome's breath stopped completely. Her eyes closed in dread. Inuyasha had said like for like. She had known that meant he would force her as she had forced him. But why would he touch her if he hated her so much? He could end her life so easily. But Kagome saw that revenge for him was tortuously slow. Already she understood his nature. But having to remove her clothes for him...

"Do you want me to tear those clothes off for you?"

"No...I –I will do it." She said in a mere whisper.

She turned around to unbutton her blouse, but in a few seconds he was behind her, his hands gripping her shoulder painfully as he swung her back around. Whatever she had done wrong, his anger was high again.

"When did you have pride in yourself? I always remember you as the slut you were. So remove your clothes like one." He said insultingly, sneering down at her.

Kagome met his golden eyes as he stepped back and watched her. Kagome closed her eyes and will her hands to bring her blouse over her shoulder and reveal her plump breasts to him.

The room was too bright with setting sun directly in front of her. The orange glints shimmered on her body creating a seductive scene. But she knew she was not enticing to him.

Inuyasha's blood was already raging for her. Her fear was exciting him, that was all. Not that flushing cheeks of her. Not the virgin-like demeanor. Certainly not the small though exquisite curved body of hers.

Inuyasha realized that he could not continue to watch her or he would pounce on her and ravage her body on the carpet.

With a silent cure, he turned around and went toward the bed lifting up the chain and looked at her seeing if she get the idea. Hearing the clanking of the chains, Kagome fear turn to terror when she felt the tugged of her arm and knew what he wanted.

Gently lying down on the soft bed, Inuyasha clasped the iron chains around her two small wrists and then stripped her remaining skirt from her, revealing her whole body to him.

"Please no," she pleaded, looking at his cold eyes, "Please, no."

He did not even hesitate as he climbed onto the bed next to her outstretched body.

"It will be the same, exactly the same."

And then he took out two more chains and clasped it onto her ankles.

"This is not the same," she said.

"There are gender differences. Your leg needs to be open, mine don't."

Kagome closed her eyes at the vivid mental picture his words evoked. Like for like. And she could not prevent it, could not even beg for mercy, for he had none. He was ruthlessly determined to do this to her, and it would be exactly as had been done to him.

'You are taking too long, wench," he warned softly. "Do not try my patience."

Kagome kept her eyes closed, tightly, only she could still hear him, and the sound of his breathing tells her he is very close to her now.

"Spread them." She groaned inwardly, but she did not dare to defy him. "Wider," he added, and she did that too.

Kagome grimaced as she tested the bounds and experience an overwhelming panic.

Was this how he felt?

So helpless? So afraid?

Kagome eyes opened in surprise when the gag was shoved between her lips. She had forgotten about that, but he had not. He did not want to hear her entreaties any more than she had wanted to hear his, though their reasons were not the same.

He was feeling no guilt, as she had felt. He was acting on vengeance. She had tried to save her sister's life.

Satisfaction at her helplessness blazed from his eyes. She wished she had not seen it, or that he had removed his clothes before he fetched the gag.

The effectiveness of his readiness, however, have her a small relief. She need only suffer only his rape of her and she already knew what it would feel like with him inside her.

She could bear it—she would have to.

"Are you a virgin here, I wonder, as you were there?"

His hands came to her breasts to tell her of what he spoke, both hands, and his eyes went there, too, to watch what he did.

Kagome stared only at his face so she could see the moment he finished toying with her. And that was all he was doing.

There was no need to caress her and coax her to readiness like him. He was already in that condition. Kagome felt no more than the heat of his palms and was quite surprise at his gentleness.

He played long with her breasts, flicking at the soft nipples, squeezing and pulling on them by turns. But when he ended with a frown, Kagome thought she would died of fright.

Kagome did not know that he had been unable to make her nipples tighten in response to his caresses, not even a little, not even once. With that frown still terrifying her, he brought his hand between her legs and thrust his fingers inside her.

Kagome groaned deeply at the sharp discomfort she felt. His frown got darker.

"So you would deny yourself?" Inuyasha enticingly withdrew his fingers and thrust in deeply again, "I think not, wench."

Kagome began to tremble, not as greatly as when she had thought she was about to die, btu enough for him to notice and growl, "Close your eyes."

She closed her eyes. She stopped trying to reason why he was touching her when it was not necessary to his purpose. His hands were soothing, and she welcome his touch as a means to please him. Somehow, Kagome began to relax.

She began to feel things other than fear: the texture of his hands, callused yet gentle; his warm breath whenever he leaned close; his brush of his torso whenever he leaned down to taste her.

She was so relax when his mouth came to her breasts that she felt only moment's alarm that did not last. Heat engulfed her and a sharp tingling rippled through her body and sent a weird feeling to the pit of her stomach.

His caresses became slightly rougher now that he had drawn a response from her that he wanted. She did not mind that either. IN fact, unknowingly, she was arching to his touch, on her breasts, over her belly, as if she suddenly craved it. But when his hands drifted back to her vagina, she stiffened again.

He shoved his fingers deeply again and Kagome lifted her butt off the bed and opened her eyes and quite surprise to see him looking down at her. She could feel her face heating and the rippling pleasure he evoked within her.

Kagome blushed even more when his face suddenly gentle and alluring dipped low and brushed against her jaw. She wasn't even aware of him moving over her, but when she felt him sliding his thick shaft into her, her eyes widened.

Now his eyes was so filled with male triumph that she inwardly cringed. Inuyasha thrust deeply into her again and again as his hands tortuously continue to caress her sending dancing flames across her body.

Kagome wanted to scream against the growing heat inside her body. She want to pull him down on her and cling to him for the rest of her life but the chains bounded her fast to the soft bed.

And finally, she screamed against the gag and fell limply on the bed. She felt sated and satisfied, and a while later she felt ashamed of her responses to him. And now she truly know what he had felt, all of it, and hated him for showing her.