Chapter 23

Two more days had past and the horrible act had been repeated each day. The pain increased with every violation. Sesshoumaru would be rougher and curler than the last time. After he took his pleasure he leaves the prince covered in cum and blood.

Naraku had learned not to speak. He be punished if he did. Sesshoumaru had threatened to pierce his vocal cords if he couldn't learn to be quiet.

The cat would cry long after he had let him. His moans of pain could be heard throughout the house. He was in so much pain. His entrance was on fire. The last time Sesshoumru visited he showed no mercy.

It was on the fourth day that Inuyasha came into the lonely room.

"Inuyasha, please help me. I'm sorry….."

The hanyou dumped a bucket of cold water on him. The cat screamed in shock.

"You're filthy." With another bucket he cleaned Naraku with a mop like he was a floor. He ran the mop over his body washing the blood off him. The rough pressure irritated his still healing wounds. Naraku really hoped that the mop was the new one they had bought a week earlier.

"Inuyasha I….."

"Quiet." Inuysah growled. He glared at the prince. "I don't want to hear you disgusting voice."

Naraku couldn't believe it. The hanyou had never spoken to him that voice. He was so full of anger and hate, something he thought Inuyasha would never have.

When the hanyou was done he took the mop and bucket down stairs. When he returned he carried a bowel of some white gooe. Naraku assumed it was oatmeal.

He handed it to Naraku. The prince was so hungry he didn't even care what is was. The first bite was awful. It was oatmeal but it had no sugar and was burnt. The texture was like glue. Obviously they had over cooked it. He continued to eat the bad tasting dish. He was so hungry he eat anything.

Inuyasha turned to leave but Naraku's voice stopped him.

"What are you going to do with me?"

"Nothing you don't deserve." Inuyasha said angrily. He closed the door.

Naraku started crying again. Why did this have to happen? He couldn't take this abuse anymore.

He was so busy crying he didn't notice Sesshoumaru entering the room. Not till the dog nudge him with his foot.

Looking up with red puffy eyes he saw his stone cold face.

"Please, not today. It still hurts." He begged

His only response was another slap.

Sesshoumaru bent the crying mans arm behind his back and pressed him against the wall. Growling he positioned himself. With no mercy he dove into the wonderful heat. Naraku was swollen down there but it only made it tighter.

Sesshoumaru thrusted with more force than he ever use with Inuyasha. It sickened him that in a perverted way he liked having Naraku like this. He could use this man anyway he wanted, he could be as rough as he wanted. He could go as hard and as fast as he wanted without having to worry about hurting his partner.

Sesshoumaru disgusted himself with such thoughts. He was doing this to make Inuyasha and himself happy. He almost loved Naraku. He was so close to caring for him in the same manner he cared for his pup. The lies hurt. But he was willing to forgive Inuyasha and even the prince. But there would be punishment. Naraku was serving his right now. Since he was the one behind this whole mess he have the worst of it. Of course he never do something so horrible to Inuyasha. His would be much lighter and filled with more care and tenderness.

"You're strangling my cock" he moaned.

Naraku had his forehead against the wooden wall. He was still in tears.

"It didn't have to be like this. I wanted to treat you with love, especial for your first time. I thought you were this sarcastic but cute and funny little cat with a stubborn attitude."

Sesshoumaru was moving faster now. Fresh blood covered the ground.

"I'm sorry." Naraku cried.

"Even after you abused and violated Inuyasha for years he still risked his life to save you. He took your place knowing he would probably die and even after that he still tried to help you. Without him you'd be dead a long time ago and what do you do to repay him. You hit him on the head with a shovel and try to crush his feelings. You twisted his mind for your own gain. It's time someone showed you how that feels."

Climaxing he pulled out roughly. He ignored his guilt, his self contempt, self disgust, pity, and his sore heart. He only let his hate show. Maybe after all his anger was spent he could forgive the cat.

He glanced back at the prince. His ears were bent down submissively and his tail was between his legs covering his bleeding pucker. The man was shaking in misery.

"You're not the Namiko I know. Namiko was loved and cherished. No one wants Naraku."