Master and Slave Chapter 2

Hi guys…sorry for the delay but it's been a busy week but I'll try my best to update before the weekend ends every week. I have a lot of great ideas as to where I want to take this story so thank you so much for being patient with me. Leave me your reviews. Towards the end, there is a question Kagome asks and I would appreciate if you could answer it in the reviews please. Thanks. –Saya

Kagome sat in her room with her arms around her knees. She had no idea what she had gotten herself into. She was so desperate, she had sold her freedom for her dear friend. I suppose love truly means sacrifice. She sighed and closed her eyes. Think Kagome, think. You need to figure out a way to kill him before you are mated to this demon.

Knock. Knock. Kagome stood up to answer the door. Then she sat back down.

"Lady Kagome? It's Lady Rin, may I come in?"

Kagome immediately welcomed the princess in.

"Good evening Lady Rin, what can I do for you today?"

Rin came inside and took a seat. She was very excited at the thought of having a sister.

"I think that you did to save your friend was very admirable…" Rin commented.

Kagome nodded. "I'm glad you think so." She will tell Sesshoumaru if you tell her you plan to escape. How am I going to get rid of you? "Lady Rin, thank you for stopping by but I am very exhausted and I would like some time to rest."

Rin stood. "Of course I do apologize for bothering you but I needed to tell you something. I'm really happy you agreed to be my brother's wife. He really does love you. Give him a chance. But the reason I am very happy is because I am going to have a new sister. Misaki was never a real friend but I hope that you are. I hope you see me as a younger sister and that you will call me simply Rin."

Kagome smiled. They were kind words. "Rin, thank you for stopping by."

The moment Rin left, Kagome devised a plan. Her window was open. She stood on the terrace scanning the castle gardens. She was desperate. Sesshoumaru would come after her but there was no way he would kill her. Right? She wielded the Shikon, the Jewel of Four Souls, and she was certain Sesshoumaru wanted her power to finish off his brother.

Kagome bumped against the windowsill and looked out. Nighttime—not good. The sheer side of the manor was not ideal for climbing, either. It could be done, but it would be time consuming. She didn't have any more time. Directly below the window was a thickly leafed bush of some sort. Kagome couldn't see it clearly and only hoped it wasn't a rosebush or something equally sharp. A second floor drop wouldn't kill her, though. Probably wouldn't even hurt—much. Kagome climbed over the ledge, briefly meeting

Don't hesitate. Run. Time for me to run. Kagome leapt out the window.

The profanities that came out of Kagome's mouth when she hit the ground would have been understandable in any language. It hurt. The bush was not particularly sharp or pointy, but it wasn't soft by any stretch of the imagination. It broke her fall somewhat, though it didn't save her ankle from twisting underneath. "Shit!" she said through gritted teeth, climbing to her feet.

She tested the weight on her ankle and felt a twinge of pain but nothing she couldn't stand on. A sprain, thank God. The ankle wasn't broken. She limped away from the bush, trying to pick up the pace and ignore the pain. Stretching before her was that stupid hedge maze.

The sky was cloudy, but she doubted moonlight would have made it easier to navigate. She picked an opening to the maze at random and started winding her way through. Shadows lurked everywhere, and the bushes were tall enough that once she was only a little way into the maze, she completely lost sight of the top of the castle.

"Kagome!"

The voice carried distantly on the wind, and Kagome stiffened. No. It couldn't be.

Sesshoumaru.

"Kagome, I know you're out there," he called. "I can smell you."

With new resolve, she headed down the next twist in the bushes, praying for an exit.

"Kagome, come out before I am forced to hurt you," he commanded. "I will hunt you down. Don't make this any more difficult than it already is."

The path ahead of her split, and she randomly chose the right hand path. It spread off into the darkness, and she breathed a sigh of relief. Score. Despite his breezy commentary, she knew he was also moving through the maze, getting closer and closer. And unlike her, he knew the paths and how to get out of it. Her next turn took her into a dead end filled with climbing moonflowers. Kagome heard footsteps. Her heart began racing.

Without even thinking, Kagome bolted as trepidations tingled down her spine. She was frightened but she needed to escape. She didn't look and she found her face on the ground. Stupid tree roots. She got up but suddenly she sensed him. He stood behind her. She sat up. He approached her. He walked closer. Kagome screamed and ran. She fell and hit her head once again. She immediately passed out.

Kagome opened her eyes. She turned over on the bed and gasped. Her hands and feet were bound by threads of manna energy. She was a prisoner. Her head pounded as memories swarmed into her hippocampus. It was nightfall and the moonlight shined through the balcony. Kagome sat up and walked towards the balcony unable to escape the room.

"Awake, my love?" Sesshoumaru greeted Kagome.

Kagome turned her head to the door. He stood tall and regal, dressed like the other noble aristocrats. He walked closer to her. Kagome stood there. Sesshoumaru wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her closer to him. Kagome closed her eyes and he filled her with his warmth. Why can't I remember the last 24 hours?

"Where am I?" Kagome asked.

"Home," Sesshoumaru replied placidly.

"This is not my home," she protested.

Sesshoumaru ignored her remark. He was well aware of the precarious situation at hand. The situation would be dealt with in his advantage. He wanted to make sure Kagome belonged to him forever. Sesshoumaru kissed Kagome's forehead. Kagome felt a cold chill pass through her. She pulled herself closer to Sesshoumaru. She wrapped her arms around his neck. Sesshoumaru picked her up and gently laid her on the bed. She started into his intense gaze before a sharp pain passed though her. Memories came flooding back. She rubbed her temples.

"What are you thinking of, my dearest?" he asked.

Kagome looked up into his gaze. "I want to go home…" Her eyes pleaded sorrow.

Sesshoumaru kissed her once more. "You are home. Nothing will happen to you."

Kagome closed her eyes. Tears emerged and she began to cry.

"Don't… please just take me home. I don't want to be here," she sobbed.

Sesshoumaru cupped her face and wiped her tears. "You know very well I cannot bear to see you cry. Please do not cry my love. I promise to give you everything you desire."

"Then how can you bring me here and keep me against my will?" she snapped.

"It is not against your will. Allow me to open your eyes," he smirked.

He pressed his lips down against hers. He closed his right hand over one breast and kneaded it gently as he thrust his tongue into her. Kagome was shocked but for some odd reason, she wanted him to kiss her. She could not fathom why she craved him. She gasped into his kiss, her body arching upward as her own hands began to move up his arms, then down his chest, and then she opened for him, her mind merging with his, and he knew her desire to caress him and kiss every inch of him, and he smiled around their kiss. Her lust for him was profound.

Kagome felt perfect, tasted perfect, smelled perfect, and was perfect for him. Sesshoumaru rolled forward and slid one leg between hers, urging them apart as his thigh rubbed against her. He felt one of her small hands drift down his stomach, and his abdomen rippled in anticipation, then stilled on an indrawn breath as she closed her fingers around his hardness.

Kagome murmured her pleasure into his mouth and tightened her clasp on him, then drew her fingers down his length. Sesshoumaru bucked under the caress and felt her own hips buck in response as she experienced his pleasure. Unable to concentrate on their kiss anymore, he tore his mouth away and shifted to suck mindlessly at any flesh he could find, her neck, her shoulder, her breast. His fingers were kneading the flesh of her breast with mindless excitement as he suckled her, his hips continuing to move under her caress.

It was too much, it had been too long, and the earlier round had barely taken the edge off. If they continued like this, he knew he would spill himself in her hand and would not get to make love to her properly, their bodies merging like their minds and becoming one.

"Yes," Kagome gasped, now as aware of his needs as he was of hers. She shifted her legs farther apart and tugged at his erection, urging him to enter her, but Sesshoumaru resisted. Instead, he slid a hand down between her legs and brushed his fingers lightly over the folds there. She was wet and ready for him, but still he resisted, taking the time to torture them both just a little bit more as his fingers slid between the folds and caressed the hard nub at the center of her desire.

Kagome cried out, her hand tightening around him and her hips bucking, and Sesshoumaru was hard-pressed not to bite down into the flesh of her breast as his own body was washed with waves of need, both hers and his own. Giving up any attempt to draw it out, he shifted abruptly, settling between her legs as her hand dropped away and moved to clutch at his shoulders.

Sesshoumaru paused there, above her, and peered down into her face. Her cheeks were flushed with excitement, her eyes spilling golden fire, and her mouth was open as she gasped with desire. He suddenly wished he was a painter and could paint her just like this, and then he bent to cover her mouth with his own and drove into her.

Kagome was tight and hot, her body gloving him and squeezing around his flesh as if to keep him there as she thrust her own hips up to meet him and they both groaned at the shared feeling. Then he slowly withdrew, only to thrust back in again, only this time shifting forward as he did, so he rubbed against her sensitive nub. The result was electrifying for them both, and Kagome clutched at his shoulders, urging him on.

Laughing breathlessly into her mouth, Sesshoumaru withdrew once more, and did it repeatedly, the excitement becoming more unbearable with each movement. Kagome's nails scored his skin and she tore her mouth from his, pressing it to his shoulder instead as her legs wrapped around him, changing the angle again, then he drove into her once more and stiffened, his head rearing back and a roar slipping out to match the scream ripped from her throat as the pleasure snapped, consuming them. When it finally rippled away, Sesshoumaru's body went limp and he rolled to his side, taking her with him so that she lay splayed across his chest, her head on his heart. His last sight as his eyes closed was Kagome's face framed in the sunlight spilling through the window.

Kagome opened her eyes hours after she had passed out. She bit her lip as she recollected her thoughts. She was absolutely mortified of what she had done. She checked her surroundings. It was night and she was alone. She dressed in her robe and walked towards the veranda. The room was dark but she caught a glimpse of the moon by the window.

What's wrong with me? How can I possible desire him?

She dressed in her white laced gown and stepped onto the red carpet.

She opened the doors to the balcony and stepped in the moonlight. The light warm winter breeze caressed her face. She climbed the railing and sat down facing the city lights. The castle was surrounded by forests and mountains but the view was simply breathtaking. Kagome collected her thoughts once more. She sighed. She looked up at the sky and stared at the moon. She inadvertently lied down on the wide railings as she continued to gaze at the stars.

"Aren't you cold, love?"

Kagome snapped out of her dreamy state and sat up. She watched as Sesshoumaru approached her. She lied down once again and ignored him. She was slightly irritated with him.

"It's quite rude to just get up and leave after sex you know," she snapped.

Sesshoumaru smirked. "Of course love, my sincerest apologies. Allow me to make it up to you." He reached down to take her wrist but Kagome slapped his hand away.

"Don't touch me. I cannot even begin to comprehend how I could possibly falter and give in to you but I assure you, it will not happen a second time," she smiled condescendingly.

Sesshoumaru frowned. "You desired me of your own free will."

"I have trouble believing that. You are keeping me here against my will," Kagome snapped. She turned away from him and pouted. She was very angry. Mostly at herself.

Kagome closed her eyes. Why is this happening to me? What do I do?

Sesshoumaru sat beside her. "I don't pretend to understand all your emotions but I wish for you to know that I would never hurt you. What you did was reckless and stupid. But I will give you chance. I can offer you the entire world. You and I would be the most powerful team to rule this country. Nothing would stand in our way. Become my wife. I would rather you did of your own choice rather than me forcing you. So think about it. I will give you three days. I will expect your answer then. If you choose to become my wife because you want to then you will be much happier. If you wish to defy me, I will MAKE you mine and then you will forever be mated to me. Not even my half breed brother would want you. So think about it."

Kagome stiffened. That was harsh. But then again a slave never had a choice to begin with. With that said, Sesshoumaru left. She was bound by magic to her room. No way to escape.

Should I give in on my terms or be forced into it? Three days was all she had.