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The previous night and the day before he went to collect Kagome, his mother arrived with two of her hand maidens for an extended trip, she was not invited by him, but still took full advantage of the title of lady of the west.
He had only one way to remedy that situation and that was to marry, and yet he could not force an important and lifelong decision like that on Kagome; they needed time to grow in friendship, intimacy and love before they could form such a union.
Kagome was the vital link in their very existence and survival, yet his mother constantly let her prejudice and narrow-mindedness of humans and human women in general that had an affinity for demon males clouds her judgment and rationale, and has become extremely intolerant and hateful. It was time for the evening meal, something that he was not too keen about considering the present company.
Dinner was served and all present inclusive of his three left over concubines, his mother, her two hand maidens and himself sat down to partake of the meal. The atmosphere, tension filled and unpleasant, the angry frowns and glares being passed around was palpable as none present tried to hide their displeasure at him for choosing a human woman and a priestess at that, demon kind natural born enemy over his own species.
The food was a culinary delight and yet he barely tasted its savory spiciness or smelt its aromatic flavors, sensations of chalkiness occupied his mouth because of the angst and unpleasantness surrounding him. The banging of utensils and crockery was constant instead of pleasant chatter and mild laughter that use to grace the long dinner table.
The evening meal was eaten in comparative silence, that's if you could call banging and clatter silence. They tried their hardest to grate on his nerves and to unsettle his calm countenance, but he wouldn't be intimidated quite so easily, and so he continued to sip his wine instead of eating.
The dishes were cleared away shortly by the servants and he pushed his chair back to get up and leave these females with their spiteful and wretched demeanors behind; he couldn't stand to be in their company for a moment longer.
"Please, stay a little longer, we must talk," the calm voice of his mother requested.
He stopped moving and looked at her long, she held his stare and nodded her head as if she offered up a dare. His brows crumpled in annoyance because he knew that she was only going to meddle where she had no business or right to.
He sighed heavily and sat back down. "Mother make this quick for I am not much for conversation tonight," he said as curtly and as softly as he could manage under the circumstances.
"Very well then," she responded, "I will get straight to the meat of the matter," she announced quirkily and smiled strangely.
Lady Harumi then looked directly into her son's eyes from the other end of the table which was lit by many candles housed in elaborate shiny bronze holders and said coldly.
"I will not allow the human to reside in this house."
Sesshomaru smiled but his face was stone cold in a weird paradox, and when he replied it was as if a cold draught had somehow seeped inside the room.
"You cannot stop me, and if you or anyone else feels that you want to challenge my decisions go ahead, but remember this…I will kill anyone who stands in my way."
His words were as shocking as an indecency, and his mother was dismayed at such venomous and equally chivalrous declaration which angered her even further, setting her blood to boil so that when her fist slammed into the table the candle holders turned over and the other demoness's gasped in surprise.
Pushing the chair aside noisily she stood glaring, raging and ready to explode, she was red in the face and the corners of her mouth twitched incessantly in annoyance.
"What are you implying, are you suggesting that you would kill your own mother and these females, the mothers of your children over a human whore?" She spat out in total disgust and panted heavily in disbelief and anger.
Her heart pounded in her chest and she clenched and unclenched her fists as she watched her son who continued to stare at her without responding.
"Sesshomaru," she shouted after awhile when he still refused to respond. "Answer me now!" She finished off in a high key and with violent gesticulations.
He was not one to be repeating himself over and over like a broken clock, or one that could be easily manipulated by an overly dramatic mother, and as he watched her panting harshly from her rage he got up to leave once more and then paused briefly. He looked around the table on all of his detractors but not quite meeting anyone's gaze, then he spoke with a razor sharp edge to his tone.
"I will only say this once more; if you challenge me I will kill all of you as is my right as lord of this house and these lands."
Spinning away hurriedly before he loses his patience even further, he felt his stomach reel, his head swum and a dizzying sensation overtook him causing him to lose equilibrium and staggered on his feet. What is this feeling? He questioned himself as he continued to sway on his feet.
He heard unrecognizable chatter as his thoughts cluttered and nausea had begun to rise, his eyes stung and burned leaking crystalline drops. The ringing in his ears drowned out his conscious thoughts and perception as his body swayed to an unknown illness.
He tried to take another step but his knees were like jelly, weak and wobbly and it gave out from his impressive form splaying and crashing him on bended knees.
He thought he heard laughter and turned into the direction of the sound only to see many faces standing over him with his blurry eyes. He knew these people, he thought but he was unsure. Time and space warped and his mind was in tatters. The laughter increased as his body became numb and he could hardly move his hands to push away the nameless forms that touched his person seductively, much less his body.
Numbness and fear was closely intertwined as he felt their unwanted attentions, but he was powerless to stop it from happening. His body would not obey his will to object, to move and to fight as he was stripped of his clothing and only the coverlet of his manhood remained. Slowly his mind cleared, and he could think, but his body still refused to obey his will; he was paralyzed.
Lady Harumi walked over to the spot where he lay on the plush carpet surrounded by his concubines and her hand maidens a few feet away from the table, and looked down on him with wild and contemptuous eyes.
She snorted, Hmmph, and then laughed out long. He felt his body rise with vile intent and he grabbed her neck and snapped it like a dinner chicken, but that was an illusion of his mind, because the weird paralysis bounded his body and he could not move a muscle.
Tormented his thoughts wandered to the raven haired beauty, his little priestess whom he had taken and made passionate love to, the kind that was not only physical but purely spiritual as well. The kind that binds the souls together in harmony, the kind of emotion that he never knew that he wanted, but was given to him so freely and he'd taken it and had returned it in kind.
Incapable of speech, his mouth dry and his tongue heavy like it was weighed down with metal. He swallowed harshly to irrigate the tightness in his throat and it was painful, he groaned. He was embittered because he knew that what they were going to do Kagome would never understand; and he could never undo the aftermath of tonight.
These females belonged to him and had borne his offspring's, none would question his changed status when it was discovered. The magic used to hold him in such a spell was one of the most powerful, his mother was the only one who knew and had access to the rare species of orchid mixed with dragon's blood to bind his mind and body.
The effects weren't over, soon he would begin to feel lustful and a premature heat would take him over, and without his rationale in tact he would fuck even his mother if she presented herself. He had never cried before, and this was the first time in his life that he wished he could.
He heard the malicious voice of his mother giving out instructions and shifted his head. "Get the job done, and Seira make sure that you perform the mating ritual," lady Harumi said and paused before pulling an object from her sleeve, one that glittered like a thin strand of gold and gave it to Seira, "Put this around his wrist," she ordered, and the demoness obeyed and did her bidding.
The bracelet lit up and turned bright red as she clasped it around Sesshomaru's wrist, it burned his skin, his mouth opened in anguish but the sounds were never released as the object continued to burn its way under his skin, hiding behind his flesh unseen from all eyes.
He turned his head away in shame as his loins became heated and spread throughout his body. Kneeling beside her now weakened and vulnerable son she grasped his chin and turned his head harshly to face her.
Cold golden eyes looked at her with hatred and for a moment she was fearful and slackened her hand on his jaw, but quickly enough she narrowed her eyes and her fierce determination returned.
"If you had listened to me none of this would be happening…I am sorry Sesshomaru," and she chuckled at her own folly, of course she was not sorry in the least. "Soon you will forget about her and all will be as it should."
A savage burning glare from those molten eyes told her just how stupid he thought her statement was. She patted his cheeks and let him go, and as she walked away followed by her hand maidens she gave him a backward glance.
His penis sprung to life heavy and weeping, the demonesses smiled, removed his last layer of clothing. One after the other they stripped themselves bare and caressed each, fondling and sucking on their skin and breasts.
He fought his body's demands each time that his mind conjured up Kagome's innocent face and beautiful smile, but the haze of lust was unrelenting as it took over. It took his mind and body into decadence, and the three females caressing each other further shadowed his mind. His eyes darkened with his heat and all that he could see and feel was an intense burning and a need that could only be sated with uninhibited and primal sex.
They dropped to their knees and stroked his shaft to even greater prominence. Seira swallowed him whole, his eyes widened in pleasure but he couldn't make a sound. They kissed his lips and stuck their tongues down his throat; and as Seira finished her oral administration on his rigid length, razor sharp claws ran up and down his stomach cutting a bloody pathway that they licked and sucked in delight. His body quivered and his cock pulsed with want as they gorged themselves on his virulent blood.
His second mistress stood with her feet wide apart and his third concubine planted her head in her crotch and fed off her core, sucking and licking harshly and she moaned loudly in delight. Sesshomaru watched while Seira straddled his hips and dragged her wet cunt down his length and groaned in bliss.
They took turns riding him as he remained motionless. He had enjoyed the physical needs his immobile body and clouded mind craved. Many hours later when he had no energy left to spare, Seira cut into his wrist and caught his blood into a goblet along with hers. All three of them repeated a spell that caused the contents into the cup to glow.
Seira drank her portion hurriedly, and then all three females held him down and forced the remainder of fluids down his throat. He didn't put up much of a struggle as he was worn and weakened by his mother's powerful magic. In an uncanny way he felt responsible, he should have known that his mother would not let things be without a fight.
The spell gradually wore off and vaguely he remembered a black haired human girl, and he wondered who she was, as the need for sleep overrode his thoughts and took him to slumber.