Trapped by sesshou_lover

Breeder

In a burst of sudden inspiration I bring you another one-shot. I thought my other would be finished before this because I honestly didn't like this one, but once I started from scratch I found this one became much better than it had been.

Breeder

In the middle of no where, out in the deserted wasteland that had once been the city of Tokyo a soft glow emitted from under the bolted doors of a supposedly abandoned warehouse.

Through slight cracks in the boards covering broken windows a slight humming sound could be heard faintly. If one looked very carefully they would have noticed that the abandoned warehouse was not so abandoned at all.

To a casual observer, it wasn't enough to notice. If they noticed something strange, it would just be termed a "trick of the eye" and forgotten as soon as the building moved out of sight.

A roach scurried through the cracks in the door entering the warehouse. Inside, lights lit the whole building, destroying all possible shadows. Computer systems beeped. Men joked. A generator whirled as it worked to pump out energy.

A full fledged military operation was in the workings. The man in charge, Sgt. Suzuki, sat in his high backed chair staring the wall of monitors in the room. A slight smile lit his face.

Project Hanyou was working out much better than the government thought. With any luck they would have more children to integrate into the military system, helping the government to create a new world, built in their image.

"Sir, the new recruits are waking," one of the privates said from his position in front of the computers. Sgt. Suzuki's smile turned into a grin as the first of the screaming began. It was like music to his ears.

His head tilted back in pleasure as he imagined the world the government would soon create. "Soon, we will have what we need and we can fight against those who would dare to deny us our rights to rule," Suzuki said, a mad gleam entering his eyes.

Yes, soon New Japan would have everything they could ever hope for in this new world, all the power that had been denied their ancestors. And it would be because of him, Sgt. Suzuki, the "Sergeant with a great dream".

~*~

Glass. The word on its own can conjure different pictures. Glass allows you to see through things. It can act as a barrier of protection. Unbroken it can be good, but broken it can cut. None of that came to mind for the young girl who awoke to a strange occurrence for the first time in her eighteen years.

Eyes, as blue as the deepest ocean, opened to glass, glass walls to be precise. The small figure shot to a sitting position, confused. When she'd gone to sleep, she had been safely in her bed, planning to prepare for school final exams the next day.

Her mother had promised a special breakfast for her and her little brother. She was going to walk to class with the cutest boy in school, Hojo and they were supposed to go to the movies after exams to celebrate.

This wasn't her bed she awoke to. She wasn't in her room all snuggly comfortable. She didn't smell the wonderful breakfast she'd been promised by her mother. Her little brother wasn't running in to jump on her bed trying to wake her. This was something else.

There was no door. She noticed, other rooms, filled with other figures like her, women frightened by the predicament they found themselves in. Males were also in the rooms with the women, males that were unclothed and in various stages of madness.

Wide eyes glanced around. In the direct center of her room lay a very large bed covered with blankets of a deep sapphire. In the left corner, where she lay sprawled was the toilet.

She had no time to contemplate her lack of privacy when she heard the growl very close to her. Her eyes shot to the wall opposite her position. Somehow, perhaps out of fear, her eyes had skipped over the demon occupying her room.

Vibrant red eyes, peered into her eyes. Lips peeled back in a snarl, revealing gleaming fangs, a single drop of saliva gracing the tip of the right fang.

The male crawled into attack position, his toes firmly settled against the glass floor, his hands, pressed before him in take off position. She tried not to move, praying to any deity that might listen, praying not to provoke the powerful male.

Her priestess powers, the bane of her existence since her birth, flared to the surface of her skin in protection. The male's growl of warning deepened further, causing his whole body to vibrate in anger.

He shifted forward, toward her position. The girl curled into fetal position, fighting the desire to run when there was no place for her to go.

Behind her she heard screaming of the other girls, followed by the sounds of male youkai in full rut. A body slammed against the glass behind her.

The girl forgot all her lessons in not turning her back on a predator and turned to look behind her. A girl's body was plastered to the glass, her buttocks pressed tightly against the glass, while her cell mate raped her body.

The girl opened her mouth to scream. Nothing escaped, for the demon in her cell shot across the room, hand wrapped around her throat, squeezing the air out of her lungs. She was so frightened. She blacked out.

~*~

Kagome shot up on the bed. For the past three months she'd dreamt the same dream, waking up in the glass room while other girls around her were being raped. 'Of course,' she thought as she glanced around her confinement, 'It is absolutely true.'

"Another dream," her demon cell mate Sesshoumaru said from his seat, eyebrow lifted in what she suspected might be humor.

She sighed, forgetting that he hadn't really cared when he asked the question. He knew the answer anyway, had known for the past three months she had the nightmares. "Of course it's a nightmare. I just wish one of these days I'll wake up in my room." He made a curious sound in the back of his throat.

A piercing cry forced her attention behind her, where one of the other kidnapped girls was been raped by her cellmate. Kagome cringed; immensely glad to have gotten Sesshoumaru as her cellmate. Other than the first day when he choked her, he hadn't touched her again.

From what Sesshoumaru had been willing to explain, they were test subjects of the government of New Japan. The plan was to create hybrid children and enhance the DNA in the hopes of creating a new, stronger species of humans bred for war.

World War III had nearly wiped the earth's population clean of life over a hundred years ago. It had started, much like the First World War, with an assassination in a small country.

Humans, being the cruel creatures they are, had not hesitated to use weapons of mass destruction against their enemies. As a result, most of the world as it had been known was destroyed.

Very few humans had been able to find proper shelter from the fighting and radiation. They lived underground for many years, venturing out only when it was absolutely needed.

Once the landscape was finally safe for long moments out doors, the humans returned to the surface, hoping to rebuild the world.

In the wake of the new world, a new breed of life had been discovered. Demons, once thought pure myth, reigned. In an unprecedented turn of events it was discovered that once the body of the humans died in the wars, those in possession of a reincarnated youkai soul were changed.

The demon blood over powered the human, purging it until only the demon remained. They remembered everything about their past lives, including the original form they returned to.

Then there were those few, like Sesshoumaru who never died, demons who rose into power with every intention of either ruling or destroying the remaining humans as punishment for their crimes against the planet.

Humans, being what they were, fought. Now, in the wake of the fighting they genetically enhanced hanyou, forced on human women in the attempt to take back control from the demons.

Kagome just happened to be one of the unlucky females the humans were willing to sacrifice for the cause of humanity. She'd learned later that her own mother had sold her for money to take care of her little brother, simply because he was a boy and could carry on the family name.

The humans expected her to be glad to give her body over to the use of a demon just so they could have a spawn to turn into something even more inhuman than the demons.

Of course she wasn't happy to be trapped somewhere unknown, forced into nudity day after day, with the same male that although completely attractive by anyone's standards, was the coldest being she had ever met.

According to the soldier in charge it was a temporary arrangement. The moment any of the women gave birth to enough offspring, they'd be allowed to leave. They were told that once they left, they would never again be forced to bear other offspring.

Kagome didn't much believe it. It would be so easy for the human women to run to the nearest authority once given freedom. Most likely they were killing off the women forced to copulate with the demons.

Sesshoumaru wouldn't say how he managed to be trapped in a room with her but she knew he had been in this room for a very long time. He was strong; perhaps the strongest demon alive and the humans had hopes of creating incredible offspring of great power from him.

Sesshoumaru released a low vibrating growl of warning. Kagome pulled the blanket tighter against her body. He only growled for one of two reasons. Either he had gone into another heat, or someone approached.

Since she hadn't seen signs of his heat, she figured someone had to be approaching.

One of the human males approached their cubicle carrying trays with either lunch or dinner; Kagome didn't really care at this point. Her stomach rumbled with hunger after going so long without a meal.

Sesshoumaru glanced in her direction briefly before he stood to his feet, powerful body stilled for action.

The soldier leered at Kagome's body, completely ignoring the demon male. The glass was impenetrable. No demon could get through it as they had all tried repeatedly to escape.

Sesshoumaru slapped a hand against the glass, surprising the soldier into almost dropping the trays. The soldier turned his attention from the delectable morsel hiding in the bed to the demon standing before him.

That Sesshoumaru didn't touch the human caused problems for their captors. Because he hadn't touched her during his heat, the humans were getting desperate. Already, Kagome had lost the privilege of sufficient food, and running water.

They kept her in his confinement only because he would not allow them to take her. She did not reek of fear like the other human women he had been forced to share space with, not did she grate on his nerves enough to where he killed.

Another scream rent the air as another of the women was assaulted by her cell mate. Kagome closed her eyes, feeling sorry for the females who had to suffer being touched against her will.

Her attention returned to the man with the tray of food. Sesshoumaru waited for the human male to make his move, hoping for a chance to gut him.

Instead, the guard slid the tray through a slit that suddenly appeared. It was too thin for Sesshoumaru to slide his muscled hand through. He had tried it before on a different guard.

Sesshoumaru snarled. Soon he would have his freedom from this cell and once he was done, he would gut as many of the human soldiers as he could get to and glory in the blood he would be spilling. Depending on his mood, he may drink their blood for nourishment.

Kagome waited until the guard had moved well away from her to move from the bed. She used what she could of her hair to hide her body. It didn't matter anymore if Sesshoumaru saw her naked flesh. After three months of confinement she had gotten over most of her shyness with him.

No it was those watching the cameras that bothered her, those perverts who would rape her without remorse if they could. Sesshoumaru shifted, blocking the views from the camera so that Kagome had some modesty.

She gifted her demon friend with a slight smile of appreciation. He ignored the gesture, waiting until she had returned to her position on the bed. Once she properly covered her body, he returned to his corner of the room, settling his body down.

She tore into her meal, savaging the bread and cheeses, while leaving all the meat for Sesshoumaru. His diet didn't allow for anything remotely non meat so she allowed him to have all the meat she was given.

"Are you hungry?" she asked him. Sesshoumaru shook his head. She set the tray of meat to the side, for him. When he was hungry he would want the food. She needed him to be as healthy as possible if they were ever going to escape together.

As he sat staring at the same spot across the glass room, she watched his profile. It was either that or she'd be forced to watch the other copulating couples, whether willing for not.

Most days, Sesshoumaru sat in his same corner, staring at the nearest blank point. Occasionally he paced, mostly during his heat.

He was so beautiful. His skin was so smooth, porcelain pale. Such a strange color for a male, but on him it seemed only natural that his skin should possess such paleness. Magenta stripes stood out starkly, making her hands itch to trace them.

There were other magenta stripes along his wrists and his feet. More stripes graced his hips; leading down to the place she refused to look.

His eyes, citrine more than the gold she had thought them, were ice cold yet the most stunning feature on him.

For a male with such delicate features, his build was so heavy. He was a being possessed of incredible strength, everything defined to loving perfection. Broad shoulders tapered into a waist tight with muscles and slim hips. His thighs were thick, matching the rest of his body.

His biceps had to be as big as her thighs, a feat she had noticed frequently. There were calluses on his tapered fingers from centuries of sword work. His feet were long, and perfect like the rest of him, with twin stripes across each.

He wasn't a muscle head. No, he was a warrior, an ancient warlord used to life on a battlefield. The world should have lain at his feet under his command. His aura was overpowering, burning against the skin of those who came into contact with him.

As a miko she felt his strength. When he had attacked her he should have felt the sting of her powers trying to purify him. Instead he felt nothing, his skin remaining unblemished.

A long lock of silver hair fell over his naked shoulder, attracting her eyes. He pushed it back behind his ear absently, forcing it to return with the rest of hair. Kagome sighed at the play of muscles in his arms.

He shifted his head suddenly, catching her eyes. One eyebrow lifted in question. "You're aroused," he said quietly. He never posed a question to her. With him, everything was a statement, as if he knew it all.

Perhaps he did, for he hadn't been incorrect yet when it came to Kagome. She forced a nonchalant shrug. "Maybe all this carnality is finally affecting me. Three months of watching or listening to constant rutting would affect anyone eventually."

His lips lifted briefly in a very rare smile. If the circumstances had been different Sesshoumaru might have given the bitch what she obviously desired from him. He wasn't in his heat yet so there was no fear of him being fertile, but he'd be more than glad to ride into oblivion.

Over the course of months together they had learned about the other, he about her more than the opposite. He wasn't much one for conversation. And she couldn't live without conversation.

She told him her life story, about her family who struggled to make a living in this new world, about the boy she thought she'd been in love with.

He told her a little about growing up many ages ago. She wished she could have seen all that he'd seen, the beautiful forests, animals, water so clean and pure you could drink it. There was so much beauty humans had lost in the quest for more power.

Kagome had realized, although she highly doubted other humans saw, the benefit of youkai returning to the Earth. The demons were one with nature, helping to heal the world, to restore it to its former glory.

A few years back, the first trees sprouted. The air smelled cleaner, the water purified. Once more the soil became rich enough to grow crops. The ozone repaired itself. Without the demons it never would have happened and the last life on Earth would have died.

"Perhaps," was all he admitted. They fell silent after that.

Kagome alternated between watching Sesshoumaru and trying not to see all the other women being forced into sex acts. Occasionally she noticed that her fingers kept straying to diddle her clit. She tried not to masturbate in the cell with Sesshoumaru, but wasn't always able to stop it. She knew the soldiers watched her, waiting for Sesshoumaru to finally lose control enough to impregnate her.

She hoped that never happened, not that she didn't want to have a child or anything. It could actually be fun having Sesshoumaru's child, but she did not want to have that child here, where someone else would get to him or her.

'Great', she huffed. Now she was plotting out having Sesshoumaru's child. She should have been dreaming of life after escape, where she would be reunited with her beloved Hojo.

'Yeah right. Hojo has nothing on Sesshoumaru.'

"Subjects Higurashi and demon Sesshoumaru. As I see that you have yet to learn your lesson in this project, I fear we must make other concessions. I've thought about your situation and came to the conclusion that your blankets keep you from the demon's view. You are to lose your bed coverings Higurashi until you have been impregnated."

Sesshoumaru narrowed his eyes at the unseen speaker. Kagome gasped. They planned to take away her bedding, leaving her completely naked? She did not like the sound of that.

~*~

Kagome huddled behind Sesshoumaru as much as possible. That he allowed her to use his body as a cloak nearly brought tears to her eyes. Unfortunately, she couldn't continue to do this forever.

"Spread your legs," he commanded. Kagome obeyed without thinking. Sesshoumaru slid further back, making himself more comfortable instead of letting her knees press against his back.

She felt a blush come over her at the way his muscled back pressed against her chest. Maybe it wasn't such a good idea after all. Having a powerful demon between her thighs just conjured up too many wicked thoughts. She was almost positive that Sesshoumaru could feel the heat emanating from between her thighs.

She allowed her head to drop forward onto his hard shoulder. Long silver strands of his hair tickled the skin of her cheek. She smiled slightly. It felt good, very cool against her skin.

~*~

The next time Kagome opened her eyes the lights had been turned off. Sesshoumaru shifted toward the corner where they knew the camera should be watching.

"What's going on?" Kagome asked.

Sesshoumaru smirked. "Electricity is out." It wouldn't help them to get out, but it gave them some privacy while they waited for the problem to be solved.

Kagome climbed to her feet, stretching sore muscles. Her butt hurt from sitting on the floor. She yawned; unaware of her companions eyes on her naked flesh. Around them, many of the demons were taking full advantage of the black out, rutting with the females.

Kagome sighed. "I wish I were at home in my bed. All this moaning is making me think things I shouldn't be." It was so dark that she couldn't actually see the couples, only hear all the sounds involved.

Sesshoumaru narrowed his eyes at her. Her back was too him, the glorious globes of her backside beckoning for him to sink his fangs into them.

A low growl vibrated through his chest. Damn, his heat had snuck up on him and since his beast knew there would be no audience in the form of the human soldiers, it wanted to come out and play.

Kagome heard the growl but hadn't put it together that it actually belonged to Sesshoumaru. Her folds had started to soften, much to her embarrassment. Little pulses throbbed through her originating right from her clit.

Her nipples peaked. Moisture trickled down her inner thigh. When she paid attention she found that in her moment of distraction she had been pleasuring herself.

Suddenly there was a large presence behind her, pressing something huge between the cheeks of her ass. It felt like a burning pole, but she was pretty sure that it was nothing of the sort.

She moved to remove her hand from her own flesh. A hand, much larger than her own covered her own, stopping her retreat. Her middle finger was pressed back against her clit. She sucked in a breath. What the hell was Sesshoumaru doing?

"Sesshoumaru?" she asked. The demon said nothing as he forced her digit into movement against her flesh. He pressed his thigh between her legs, forcing her to spread further out for him.

He took advantage of all the extra room. A claw tipped finger slipped inside her virginal cavern. Kagome bucked slightly, more surprised by the intrusion than pained. "You don't want to do this," she said.

He ground his hips against her buttocks. "This says I do, just as this," he removed his finger, coated with her fluids, underneath her nose for her to sniff, "says that you want me to continue. You think of me at night, after the nightmares are over, don't you?"

Kagome sucked in another breath as his finger slipped back inside her. He pumped slowly, rotating that single finger. She felt a little tingle in her lower extremities.

On his next pull, he added a second finger, slowly stretching her. Kagome stiffened for only a moment before she relaxed back against him. She couldn't deny that it felt good.

Of their own accord her hips began to thrust onto his fingers. He moved them deeper inside her.

A sharp pain caused Kagome to stiffen momentarily. Sesshoumaru lifted her into his arms to carry her over to the bed. He laid her down, spreading her legs wide once more for him. Kagome could find the voice to speak as he returned his fingers to her body, slowly working three in and out of her.

She shuddered, moisture gushing out to coat his hands. Sesshoumaru groaned. He brought the fingers to his lips tasting her salty goodness.

A feral grin lit his lips, a grin she couldn't see in the dark. It didn't matter anyway when his fingers pumped into her harder, faster, deeper. He was going to make sure this little bitch was soaking wet for him and ready to take something so much larger.

~*~

Kagome thought she must have lain there for hours while Sesshoumaru played with her sex. When he'd tired of using his fingers on her, he'd progressed to licking at her lower lips, swirling his tongue around inside her.

Even now, his mouth worked over her. He held her poor little clit in his mouth suckling her vigorously. Fine tremors ran through her body as she came. She prayed for mercy soon. It had been so long already.

She prayed that he'd drink his fill of her fluids because she was going insane. Then Sesshoumaru's long tongue slithered inside her once more, licking her, caressing her walls.

Kagome whimpered, but Sesshoumaru ignored it. In and out he moved it, wiggling occasionally. Human women were good in that they could have multiple orgasms where many of the demon ladies he screwed were only capable of the one, and it usually required violence on his part to bring it out.

His lifted his face from between her thighs. His mouth and throat glowed from her juices.

Kagome thought that perhaps they were done finally. She felt weak, all the feeling had moved into her throbbing pussy from his ministrations. One might think that Kagome had never before pleasured herself, but they were wrong.

She thought she had been an expert on her body before Sesshoumaru completely took control of her. So she lay there limp, ready to fall asleep.

~*~

Sesshoumaru stroked his massive cock over Kagome's form as he fought his beast for control. It wanted her, to feel her wrapped around him, pulling him back inside every time he sought to pull out.

She was tight around his fingers, the beast continued to whisper. 'Imagine how she'd feel wrapped around our cock. She's so wet, even now, begging to be taken, to be stretched so tight she'd feel she was about to break open.'

The beast conjured images of Kagome's lips stretched tight as she bobbed her head up and down on his lap. He had her on her hands and knees next, ass in the air, offering herself to him.

'If her pussy is so tight, then imagine fucking her in the ass. If you worry about impregnating her then that would ensure she remain unpupped.'

Sesshoumaru ran a thumb over her still exposed clit. Kagome shuddered. He grinned. Maybe this once he could let go of some of his hard won control.

~*~

Kagome's eyes popped open as a pair of lips covered her right nipple. She opened her mouth to speak; to reprimand or to encourage she wasn't sure. She just knew that before she had a chance to speak something large began to forge its way inside her.

She gasped. Sesshoumaru was about to really and very thoroughly take her virginity. Reluctantly, her muscles spread around the bulbous head and he took it from there, deftly sliding all the way in one smooth thrust.

Kagome panted. It was uncomfortable with him being so large inside her, almost like she was about to have cramps. Maybe?

While Sesshoumaru remained buried within her, contentedly drawing on her nipple, she assessed how she felt in her lower body. She was full she knew, and stretched tight around him.

She felt his every pulse. She wiggled, causing him to pull out slightly. Pleasure, like nothing she'd ever felt before zinged through her flesh. Her legs were quick to wrap around his hips, hooking her feet to him.

'Oh...my...God,' her brain said right before it shut down. It was better than any previous attempt on her part at masturbation. It was better than anything she could ever dream up in her thoughts.

Sesshoumaru slid back inside her sheathe. She was a tighter fit than he'd thought she'd be. It was just how he wanted it. After him, there would be no male who would compare.

He pulled out slowly, relishing in the feel of her muscles fighting his release. He left just the head inside, teasing her aching flesh slowly, making her want more of what he had to offer.

He plunged back inside hard, feeling her wet insides accept him. His hips moved back and forth, faster and faster, over and over again.

Kagome held on for dear life. She could barely breathe. His penis - no his cock dominated her, striking against something inside her that make her tremble as if she were having seizures.

She howled with the rest of the women only, she knew she felt only pleasure and not the terror that went with it.

Her dull nails scratched at his back. He growled in pleasure. "Again," he hissed. She scraped at him again. She leaned into his shoulder to set her teeth in his skin. Sesshoumaru returned the favor.

His hips pumped faster. Kagome tilted her head to the side, exposing more of her throat the beast unwittingly. Sesshoumaru took advantage of her submission to sink his fangs deeper into her flesh.

Kagome wasn't sure if it was the pain or if it was the feel of him fucking her, but at that moment she climaxed, hard. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head, her head fell back against the pillow.

Sesshoumaru kept thrusting away happily, his beast purring in pleasure as she tightened around him considerably. This was perfect. The feel of her sex juices dripping from his balls just made his day all the better. She was a hot little piece.

When they got out of here he was going to chain her to his bed and fuck her again and again and again until she passed out. Then when she woke up, he'd take her again.

"Good bitch," he muttered under his breath. He brought her back toward the edge of another orgasm. The scent of her lust kept him going.

His balls tightened, ready to spill his seed. He felt the knot beginning to form as his body prepared for the end. His spine tingled. He felt his features begin to shift slightly and fought to keep control.

Kagome felt that there was something changing within Sesshoumaru. His muscles bunched underneath her hands. But she had no time to contemplate the changes when she felt his seed inside her. She stiffed as the knot formed, tying them together.

~*~

"Sesshoumaru?" she asked. He hadn't moved from his place over her body. The lights had come on about a half hour ago, so she knew the cameras had to be working too.

He languidly relaxed over her. They would be stuck for a while yet as his body continued to orgasm. Golden eyes peered into deep blue. "How long will we be stuck like this?"

Sesshoumaru shrugged, completely unconcerned. It would take however long it would take for her to get pregnant. He was far past the point of caring.

~*~

The next time Kagome was aware of anything it was to feel Sesshoumaru taking advantage of the knot holding them together. She groaned, tilting her hips up just a bit to give him a better angle.

"No baby yet?" she moaned.

He brought his lips to her ear, "Soon, and then we will be free." His hips continued pumping into her body in short thrusts. He couldn't get enough of her tightness.

His beast purred his content at the feel of her inner walls rippling around his hardened cock, holding on his him all the while submitting to his dominance.

He felt the build of more of his creamy seed. He stiffened as it shot high inside her, coating her womb with everything he possessed. He slammed his mouth onto hers, forcing it open for his tongue to slither its way inside to taste her. Her mouth was just as sweet as the rest of her.

~*~

Something like a bomb went off close to midnight. Sesshoumaru pushed Kagome into the corner of their cell, crouching before her. His body tensed under her hands clutching at his shoulders.

She had no idea what was happening, but she was glad that she had Sesshoumaru to protect her.

A low vibrating growl began in the pit of his stomach, moving up through his throat and out between gleaming fangs. Her body shivered in sudden arousal, much to her horror.

"My lord," a voice whispered near to the glass. Kagome dared a glance over his shoulder to see other youkai standing outside the glass chambers, blood dripping from claws and fangs.

The youkai, a brilliantly plumed hawk youkai bowed low. "It will take but a moment to get you out of here. We've been searching for months hoping to get you out."

Sesshoumaru reached behind him, wrapping one large possessive hand around Kagome. He stood, forcing her to her feet behind him. "Hurry. I will not allow abide this place longer than necessary.

He glanced around at all the low level demons still too consumed with lust to notice the activity around them. He sneered.

The hawk looked around as well, disgust coloring his voice. Like Sesshoumaru, he too had survived many centuries amongst the humans. To see that so many disgraceful demons returned from the grave sickened him. "What would you have me do with them?"

Sesshoumaru felt Kagome holding tight to him. "Kill the low level filth, but not the women." The women were simply victims of circumstance and although he'd be more than happy to leave them, Kagome wouldn't like it and the pup now growing within her could come to harm.

"What will we do with the women? Many are clearly carrying the spawns of their rapists."

"Bring them with," Kagome whispered. They'll not want to go home where more of the same may happen." As the other's heard her plea, Sesshoumaru nodded his agreement. If nothing else, the women could make a home for themselves in the demon community.

With Kagome to round up the women, the youkai made swift work of freeing the government captives. Sesshoumaru wasn't happy simply leave the warehouse where he had been kept against his will; he destroyed the facility completely, growing into his true form to stomp upon the rubble.

His anger now dissipated, returned to his humanoid form. He led the group, Kagome riding on his back while he allowed his men to take the other women, to the compound where all the youkai gathered when in need of refuse.

The barrier kept uninvited human eyes from discovering its location. The human women, minus Kagome, were sent off with a few of the more sympathetic youkai females, to bathe the stench of their humiliation off their skin.

For Kagome, she found herself in a separate room, large as the whole of her shrine home, alone with Sesshoumaru.

She stood staring at him as he too bathed the captivity off his skin. "What will happen to me now?" she asked. Sesshoumaru pulled her further toward the edge of his bathing pool.

She wrapped her arms around his neck as he submerged her in the cleansing waters. "Now, we rut again. After that, you will become my bitch and will bare my young."

Kagome chuckled, feeling her skin flush with pleasure. "What if I don't want that?"

He nipped at the sensitive skin of her neck. "Don't worry," he said. "You will." And he spent the rest of the night proving to her that it was exactly what she wanted. It was an offer that Kagome couldn't refuse.

~*~

Sgt. Suzuki crawled from his once most prized operation. It was over; all that he had worked to create had been ruined by the youkai scum. When he made it to the nearest town, he'd call into base and explain the situation.

Cool air caused a fever to break out in his body, but still he kept crawling along. His eyes glazed over with delirium.

A pair of boots stepped before him. Sgt. Suzuki lifted his eyes, finding a man in his uniform. "Thank goodness," he breathed out. "We must get help. The demons have destroyed the warehouse. The government must know."

The soldier smiled revealing fangs. "Your government will learn of this, but it won't be in the way you think." The youkai lifted his foot, bringing it down on top of Sgt. Suzuki's head. With a wet crunch his skull broke, his brains sliding out in pieces.

"My lord," the youkai said into his ear piece. "It has been done."

Over the communication link he heard Lord Sesshoumaru chuckle. "Good. Return to base, we have more work to do."