Disclaimer: I no longer not own Kuroshitsuji! Jk, Jk, J-K. I still don't own Kuroshitsuji, that's the Disclaimer. This is my story, I do own this, and my story is getting perverted now, and perverted is always good in my book. :D

Enjoy.

"Can I help you with something, master?" I ask him as innocently as I could, crossing my legs together, and placing my arms behind my back. He nods and signals me to come forward. I stride towards him, swaying my hips left and right, leaving him in a trance. "What can I do for you master?" I ask him.

"Well, for starts, you can take off your uniform." he says with eyes roaming up and down my body.

"M-my uniform?" he nods, "B-but why would you want this ol' thing?" he takes me by the hand and pulls me into one of his embraces.

"For body inspections." he pauses to purr lowly in my ear, "To make sure you're doing your job, and not being...dirty." and before I can respond to him, I feel his slimy hot tongue enter my ear. The sudden change causes me to shudder and makes my cheeks glisten with pink.

"Oh master~! Oh~." I close my eyes and moan as Sebastian thrusts his muscle into my ear. I can feel the vibration of his chuckle rattling in my ear. I feel his tongue slide out as I'm placed against the bed frame, leaving me with a tickling, yet empty, feeling that causes me to whine in protest. I soon shut up when I feel his hands roaming my chest, pinching my nipples so softly that I find myself arching my back into it. His skillful hands move to the back of my dress, where they stroke my back until they reach my zipper, and my outfit is practically torn off of me when it's unzipped. I shudder at the sudden change, my blush becoming more noticeable.

"You're so adorable." Sebastian purrs into my ear, causing my blush to deepen. He chuckles at me, handing over a container that he placed earlier when I was changing. I bring the substance to my nose, inhaling the rich scent that makes my mouth water.

Chocolate syrup.

I know what Sebastian wants me to do by the way his eyes glare at the container. I carried on in silence, squirting the cold substance onto my bare chest. "Oops." I say seductively as I run my index finger up my chest, collecting any chocolate that came into contact. With a small moan, I take my finger into my mouth. My tongue swirling around my digit, my eyes staring lustfully at the man before me. I give my finger a small kiss before purring, "My bad." and finish off with a seductive smirk.

Sebastian smirks back at me in return, grabbing my hand and draw the same digit into his mouth. I gasp at the harsh and hot feeling sensation. He lets go of my finger, and I'm tempted to put it back in my mouth, but Sebastian pins my arms to the side before I can do anything.

"Why yes, it is your bad." Sebastian whispers mischievously into my ear before giving it a playful nip. "And since I have a feeling you'll make matters worse, I'll clean this up myself." the next thing I know, I'm feeling Sebastian's tongue slide up from my stomach, ( Wait... how the hell did it get there so fast? ) across my nipple, and doing cat licks across my chest. I toss my head back and cry out at this maddening sensation. My skin twitching, as I feel the tickling sensation occur. I also have another feeling. I have a feeling that Sebastian doesn't really want to be my master.

He only desired to see me in another dress, and this was the only excuse he could come up with. I bet he won't do anything to me if I try to stop him.

To test out myself curiosity, I lean forward. Pushing him off of my chest, and down to the ground, where I climb on top of him and straddled his hips. His eyes look at me, widening more and more in shock as I begin to unbutton his creamy white formal shirt, tearing it off of his body when I finish the last button. And as I eagerly go for the belt on his pants, he practically springs into an attack. Ramming me into the bed frame, holding me firmly by my hips.

"What the hell was that little stunt you just pulled about?" he growls dangerously into my ear.

Oh shit, ohh shit, he's pissed, he's pissed, and I'm screwed.

"Come on now, what was that all about." he continues to growl, with every word venomous and his grip on my hips tightens. I hiss out in pain. "Come on, tell me! Something in your chemical induced mind told you it was ok to be superior to your master. So tell me, am I right?" he pulls me down to the carpet, his body on top of mine, the grip he has on my hips is so unbearable, tears are actually forming into my eyes. My right leg begins to spasm, and I unintentionally knee Sebastian in his groin. Panic begins to set in as he instantly releases my grip my curls himself into a fetal position.

Oh shit, ohh shit, I'm a dead man, a soon to be dead man!

I roll over and spring to my feet, mad dashing out of the room with just my black stockings, and matching black boxers on my person.

"Where the hell do you think you're going? Get your ass back here!" Sebastian yells at me between painful groans as he tries to recover from my muscle spasm.

GAH! W-Where do I hide? What's there to hide in? How fast can I get there? Why am I asking myself so many fucking questions?

There's not a lot of safe hiding places in this two-bath, two-bedroomed apartment. I need to quickly strategize where would the safest place for me to be in. Maybe if I find something erotic to do when he finds me, then maybe he'll be more turned on then pissed and ready to kill me. But where can that be.

The Kitchen!

"Ready or not, Phantomhive, here I come!" Sebastian's voice booms at me.

GAH! AND HURRY!

I bolt into our kitchen. Being extra cautious that I don't slam into the dining room table. And as soon as I enter, my mind franticly begins racing for something.

Something erotic, something erotic! Come on, come on! I know there's something here I can use! Ahha!

I rush to the far counter where we keep all our fruits. God must want me to live, because what I find is a ripe banana. It's small, but in the matter between life and death, size doesn't matter. Well, in this situation size doesn't matter. Sebastian's footsteps get louder louder as he quickly approaches. I waste little time hoping onto the counter.

"So, you had all this time to hide, and this is the best place you could come up with?" Sebastian spits at me. I slowly nod, bringing the tip of the banana to my partly opened lips. "Oh now what are doing?"

I shove the fruit inch by inch into my mouth, staring at him with innocent eyes, moaning as more of my mouth gets filled. But I don't like what I'm seeing. Sebastian is glaring at me, his expression clearly reads, "pissed off!" and this isn't helping me one bit.

"You've got to be kidding me." he mutters to himself, making his way towards me. "Nice try." he says sarcastically before ripping the fruit out of my windpipe. "But do you honestly think that this," he pauses so he can shake the small piece of fruit in front of my face, "would get you out of trouble? That all of my anger would just disappear and we'd go back into the bedroom and act like nothing happened"

That's what I hoped

"Well guess what, something did happen. Something painful happened to me in there, and you're going to be punished for it." my heart is pounding against my chest, I don't think I've ever felt so scared on a Friday night in a long time. "For starters." he tells me in a firm tone, "Instead of kissing that damn fruit," he furiously undoes his pants, slamming them to the ground before attempting the same thing to his boxers. "you should have been puckering up to this." he shoves me down to the tile floor. Only giving me a mere two seconds before forcing it into my mouth.

I scream around it as pain stings into the back of my throat. He places his hand firmly on the back of my head, holding my head in place.

I can't move, I can't move, and I can't breathe.

I try and bob my head back up, but Sebastian's hand being there makes it impossible, it only makes my chokes and gags to become more aware. I'm soon feeling lightheaded, and my body's becoming dizzy. That's when Sebastian releases my head, and I quickly remove him out of me. So I can gasp air into my body, and cough saliva and pre-cum out of my body.

"Master, I'm so sorry." I croak out to him, "I didn't mean too." I drop my head in shame. My throat burns like a scorching fire, and I don't dare want to find out what'll happen to me if I call Sebastian by his name. I play along and see where things will take me.

"I know." he says, "But it still happened, and guess what." I look up at him as if saying, 'what?'. Hoping that Sebastian has calmed down, hoping that I'm forgiven, hoping desperately that this horrific episode is closing to an end. "I've only done a part of your punishment."

Oh ain't that a great place to stop! Sorry, but this is all I have written down so far. Maybe I'll make the next chapter in Sebastian's POV.

Hmm, rape in Sebastian's POV. Should be interesting.

I think that's what I'm going to do. I should get started on it soon, thanks for reading this much of my story! It really does mean a lot to me. And also, REVIEW! I wanna hear everyone's opinion! Good or Bad I want 'em!