Utter Subservience by Lone saiyan woman

Chapter 1

I love the idea of writing a BDSM fic but there is a disturbing lack of sub-sess, so I’ll contribute. This will be some interconnected one-shots. I’m just testing the waters, I’ll see how well received this is .  It’s a mixed AU.

Disclaimer: I do not know a lot about the BDSM lifestyle, do not base your knowledge on this. Please google and do some proper research.

Also I don’t own inuyasha or it’s characters

Utter Subservience

There are many facets to being a good mate. To an inuyoukai, being a good mate is to inherently be what your mate needs. Her needs become your wants. The intricate lines of a mate’s desires becomes all that an inuyoukai can provide. The need to please. The need to serve. Whether it is picking up the groceries. Visiting annoying relatives…

On your knees awaiting her instruction

Being praised like a favoured pet

Meeting the hard side of her punishments.

Sesshoumaru shuddered hard, no one knew…No one knew what it was truly like to be made to feel like a possession. A tool. Her toy. Everything about him as she so soundly reminded him belonged to her. And if that didn’t stretch his hakama’s tight…

 How did this all start, how did he come to be owned. His claw lightly teased the front of his hakama just thinking about it. He forced the finger away, before it became too much. His owner may be soured with him if she found out he had touched her property. A different type of shudder filled him.

A shuddered filled with holy filled strikes.

His eyes rolled back, a little whine leaving his lips. Maybe he should disobey, the wayward claw started a sure stroke as he recalled how he came to be owned.

Many years ago…

Amber eyes regarded the deep Inuyasha filled hole. As usual the hanyou had said something the priestess didn’t like and met the ground. Only Inuyasha wasn’t the only one sinking.  His claws pierced his inner palm at the feeling that was slowly overcoming him. The flare of the miko’s power exemplified that feeling as she stood bearing over the wayward hanyou.

“If only you just learnt how to keep that mouth of yours shut.”

He bit his lip at strong female who sneered at his brother. He could feel her anger and with it the delicious flare of her power.

Such power.

It danced in the air, teasing the small hairs on his arms. He knew it wasn’t there for his enticement. Yet he was charmed all the same.  

As she walked away, Inuyasha spat out dirt.

“She has been sitting me for every little thing. I can’t even swear without her doing that.”

“Maybe you shouldn’t swear.”

Inuyasha’s ears swivelled to his half-brother. “I used to swear and it didn’t used to bother her.”

Sesshoumaru shrugged

“So, I’m supposed to just stop because she says so.”

Yes

The thought entered before he could even think about it. Yet it didn’t feel wrong. If Kagome did not want swearing than she should be obeyed. He however didn’t tell the annoyed hanyou his thoughts.

……………………………………..

Sesshoumaru willed courage into his limbs as he thought of his plan. He was going to purposely earn the priestess’s ire.

Just the thought caused a bubble of anticipation and filth. Wet, hot ,naked, filth.

Just looking at her moving around in the camp, had him desperately aching.

Please…

She had no means of sending him to the ground like she did Inuyasha. What would she do?

He stared at the bucket of water that Kagome fetched. That would be his in. Kagome had fetched it for the sole purpose of putting out the campfire. As soon as she reached for the bucket his foot struck out, knocking it over.

Angered blue met with eager amber.

“Sesshoumaru!”

The priestess was enraged and rightfully so. Sesshoumaru felt his body heat as he felt her fury all the way to his claw tipped toes. The expectant power that bloomed washed over him in dominance. He fought back the groan just teasing his lips.

He could no longer meet her eyes when all he wanted to do was sink and give.

Strong…

“Fetch another.”

A stern command.

To be adhered to

Obeyed

His amber eyes dared to dart to hers, her mouth still curled in a snarl, annoyed, displeased.

With him.

He summoned all the contriteness he could, she would know. She must know.

Please….Please….

He bore his neck slightly, seeing her eyes widen at the action. He quickly turned to fetch the requested water lest her friends see.

His heart pounding as he finally allowed himself to pant the breaths he held in.

She knows.

……………………………………………

“What is the meaning of this?”

Her words were a whispered demand. He gripped the handle of the water filled bucket as she looked at him with unreadable eyes.

He wasn’t one for many words, his mind fumbling with the declarations that his stunted mouth refused to say.

Yours, Take, Have

By the lake on a beautiful moonlit lake he sunk deep, bucket spilling again.

His forehead deep on the ground, claws hands reaching just shy of her feet.

“Please.”

“Please what?”

I want….

“Let me…”

“Sesshoumaru.”

Another warning.

“Let me have you.”

“For what?”

His hand dared to touch her shoe.

“Anything”

She shifted away from his hand. Despair hot and deep gripped him. She moved away, she was rejecting him.

He wanted to howl, but a firm hand grasped his chin, lifting it to her curious eyes. He couldn’t still his tongue, the despair still teasing him.

“I’ll give you what you want?”

A black brow arched. “And what is it that I want?

“Utter Subservience.”

Just a tease, is that enough to warrant interest? I want to write for this soooo bad!!