Kagome followed Naraku to the back room of the tattoo parlor and stared up at him when he turned to face her. "I thought it was finished."
"Iie" He stated flatly as he untied her robe and pushed it off her shoulders. "It will take several more sessions for it to be complete." He then gave a small push of her shoulder towards the table.
"Why so many? What's it supposed to be anyway?" She questioned as she laid down on the table.
"You will know in due time." He stated as he strapped her right leg to the table. He worked his way around her body strapping her down until he came to her head. "Now do you think you can hold still or do I need to strap your head down?"
Kagome tilted her head back in an attempt to look at him and noted that her head was level with his crotch. As she stared at the front of his black pants she had visions of what he had hidden behind the dark denim. Was it long? Thick? Short? Crooked? Did he have a mass of black hair like the hair on his head or was it a different color all together? Did he even have hair at all?
Did he have any tattoos on it? If she were to lick it would he more sensitive on the top or the bottom? What about the tip? What did he taste like? Would it be dark like he himself was or would it be sweet; the complete opposite of him? Was the skin silky soft? Would she be able to fit her mouth around it? Take him all in down her throat? Would he moan and whither if she were to run the piercing in her tongue across the tip; pressing it against his slit?
Naraku smirked down at her as she stared at his crotch then pushed her head down into the hole on the table. "You are drooling." He mocked then strapped her head to the table.
She slightly pouted at not being able to stare at his crotch but pushed it aside and continued to imagine what lay hidden behind those denim jeans.
Naraku grinned a wicked grin of pleasure. His plans were working out nicely and taking effect faster than he thought they would. If she was already this tolerant to the things that he had done to her he could only imagine what she was going to be like once it was done.
Bankotsu walked into the room with his bag slung over his shoulder and gave his dark friend a small nod. He went through the process of setting up the needle with the ink nearby and grabbed the jelly from his bag and smeared it across the girl's back before pulling out the carbon sheet and placing it against her back after making sure is was lined up properly. He pulled the sheet away leaving behind the black lines and went to work.
Kagome gritted her teeth when the needle began breaking into her flesh following the sound of wood against wood. What the heck was he putting on her back that would take several more sessions? Thus far it didn't look like anything but it had to be something but what? Why wasn't he telling her what it was?
Naraku watched the needle enter her skin with every tap of the tapping stick and was kind of disappointed that she was crying and whimpering like she was the day before. However it didn't matter all that much as he would bring forth a song from her lips one way or another.
He stepped up to her legs and pushed them open, reached down, and pinched her bruised swollen clit; getting the cry of pain he sought. He then rubbed it gently until he could feel her wetness and hear soft panting moans from her lips before he once again pinched it painfully between his fingers.
"She is moving too much." Bankotsu bit out with a glare up at his friend.
Naraku placed the palm of his hand flat against her pelvis and held her tightly in place. "You will stop moving." He growled then gave a hard pinch to her abused little clit.
"But" She whimpered.
"Iie" He drawled darkly. "You will force yourself to stay still no matter what happens to you." He finished that off with a hard slap to her bottom and getting a yelp out of her. He looked at Bankotsu and nodded for him to continue.
Bankotsu wiped the small traces of blood from her back and continued on where he left off.
xx
Kagome moaned deeply when she felt a strong finger enter her wet core. She would know that finger anywhere; it was his finger. So powerful, demanding, gentle, loving… Kami did she love how it felt having him touching her insides like that.
She closed her eyes and fell freely into the feeling of his finger stroking her. The gentle thrust with the soft glide back out then the thrust back in; it felt heavenly.
As she was floating in this abyss of pleasure two glowing red orbs slowly floated towards her drawing ever closer with each breath she took until they were right in front of her. She slowly blinked as she stared at them and quickly realized that they weren't orbs at all but a set of solid crimson eyes boring into her soul.
She wanted to look away and escape the intensity of the eyes but found she couldn't move… couldn't look away; they wouldn't let her look away. They wanted her focused solely on them and that is where she would stay until they released her.
As she stared into the bloody eyes she felt something thin, hard, and prickily glide over her body. It stroked every inch of skin it could find; paying special attention to her hard hard nipples. She wanted to look down and see what it was but the crimson eyes wouldn't let her; they forbid her too look at anything but them.
The more she stared into the crimson depths of the eyes the more she felt as if she knew who they belonged to; but the name and the face were just out of reach. "I know you." She whispered. The eyes seemingly smirked at her; a smirk she had seen a hundred times before… but where.
The thing that was caressing her body slowly vanished leaving a ghosting whisper of where it once was. A whimper tore from her throat at the loss of touch from the thing and all too soon the eyes began to vanish as well. "No!" She cried out. "Don't leave me."
Just as the blood red eyes vanished from sight her own snapped open and once again found herself in bed handcuffed to the wall on her side. "What happened?" She whispered to herself as she waited for Naraku to come and release her. How did she end up here again without remembering? One second she's in the tattoo parlor and the next she's waking up in this bed again. What was going on?
Naraku pushed the door open with key in hand and made his way over to the bed. Once he had her freed he stood her up and removed the bandage from her back. He grinned a wicked grin; it was coming along nicely.
"I want to see." Kagome said again trying to twist her head around.
Naraku pulled her to the bathroom and spun her around in front of the mirror.
Kagome twisted her neck as far as it would go in an attempt to see it and squinted her eyes trying to figure out just what the heck it was. The oblong circle it was yesterday was now much wider and had a point that ended well down inside the crack of her ass. At the top of the circle it indented in then began to widen outwards like it was working into another odd circle shape with a building of something red just at the base of the circle. She turned to face Naraku. "What is it?" She demanded with a small stomp of her barefoot.
"You will see as it comes along." He handed her a towel and gave her a small push towards the bathtub. "Now cleanse yourself then come to the kitchen and eat."
Kagome pressed her lips together in annoyance then did as she was told.
xx
Kagome sat at the table as naked as the day she was born eating her rice and eggs while staring across the table at the dark man. She didn't blush or attempt to hide her blatant stare as she would have just two short days ago. He was teasing her she was sure of it with the way he would lightly scratch his chest causing his button down black shirt to slide open a little further. His chest was so beautiful; all she could think was that she wanted to rip that shirt right from his body and lick every dip and rise she could find; and for good measure give him a few nasty bites as well.
Naraku arched a brow at her and the thoughts he could see swirling in her eyes. Yet as much as he wanted to let her indulge in her fantasies now was not the time; she wasn't ready.
When she finished her breakfast he rose to his feet. "Come girl."
Kagome rose to her feet and padded along behind him; through the hall and down the stairs. When he came to the door he went through the day before she stopped dead in her tracks and shook her head.
Naraku looked over his shoulder at her and leveled her with a deadly glare.
"No!" She bit out. "I am not riding that stupid horse again."
That caused Naraku to smirk wickedly as he walked towards her. "Continue to defy me and you will be sitting on your precious horse every waking moment."
She stepped back from him but was halted when his large hand latched onto her shoulder. With a hard shove she was sent stumbling into the room. Once she had her feet safely under her she looked around the room. The long piece of wood was still there but now there was a new thing added to the room; a swing.
Naraku watched her stare at the swing with her head slightly tilted to the side. "Get on."
Kagome looked up at him. "How? I mean look at it; it has two…" She trailed off as she turned and really looked at the two things sticking up from the seat of the swing. "Are those…" She turned her head to look up at him.
He didn't answer her just led her to the swing with a hand around her upper arm. "Get on." He ordered again with a very dark edge to his voice.
"How?" She demanded.
He had finally had it with all this questioning and disobedience. He wrapped his hands around her small waist, picked her up and set her on the swing.
Kagome's eyes went wide and burned with tears as the two dildos entered her small body. It wasn't so much the one to the front; although thick and long, it was the one that tore into her anal cavity. Granted it was oiled up, only half the length of the front one, and half as thick, but she didn't even have a chance to really prepare her body for the intrusions.
"Stop that." Naraku hissed as he grabbed her left hand and cuffed it to the chain of the swing. "You will toughen up even if it kills me." He growled then grabbed her right hand and cuffed it to the other chain. "Now swing." When she made no move to do what he told her AGAIN he grabbed the chains of the swing and sent her flying.
Kagome gasped in shock and pain as she swung back and forth. As she leaned forward the front dildo buried itself deeper into her core but when she swung back the one up her butt pressed even deeper stretching her insides to the point of feeling like they were going to burst.
Naraku watched her swing for a few moments before he turned towards the door. "You will keep swinging until I return. If you disobey me…" He trailed off and left a dark threat lingering in the air.
She watched him go and locked her eyes onto his firm little butt as it moved and shifted under his black slacks. The only thing she could think was that she wanted to sink her teeth deep into his fleshy bottom.
That fantasy gave way to another, then another, and another until she was moaning deeply with every kick of her legs to get the swing to swing. She was so close to exploding all over the swing when she was suddenly jerked to a stop. Her glazed over eyes slowly slid open and locked with hard onyx.
He should have known better than to leave her unattended. He released the cuffs from her wrists and jerked her off the swing causing her to moan in disappointment.