Between Us
To Gaze Into the Forbidden
Tainted
Like A Wolf
Broken Into Fragments
Measuring Up
My Gift, My Curse
Tented and Wet
Thrill of the First
Fiction
vr 3.00
2008-02-16
"Hedonism" by Abraxas
Between Us | MA | 2005-05-02
Just Kagura being tormented by Naraku; very dark fic (bondage)
Wrists struggled against silk. Arms fought the embrace of the restraint. Here and there, wherever the weakness of the flesh crumbled under the strength of the long, thin threads, blood trickled out of gashes like tears. Slowly and surely the web consumed the woman.
“Why? Against me!” The demon did not speak; words merely formed through the air. “Against the bond between us...”
A human-like hand with spider-like fingers stroked exposed and helpless breasts. That touch, flesh to flesh, magnified the cruelty of the violation with its delicate almost longing intimacy. A soul could have shattered at the thought of that that touch revealed.
Kagura resisted without a scream; Naraku wondered determined to probe the limit of the resolve – that puppet ought to be breakable.
Out of the hand erupted white, wet thread. It collected into a net that wrapped about a breast. The web throbbed and constricted. She bit her lip, wincing and shuddering and worming, as the net deformed the skin. It swelled through the gaps of the silky, sharp restraints. She stifled a scream, sweating and gasping and shaking like a fly trapped by a spider, as the spray of blood announced the obliteration of flesh.
She did not scream.
“Why don't you just kill me!”
He realized, too late, that he misjudged the depth of the bond. Its limit could not be reached. She could not be broken anymore than he could be conquered.
He recoiled; she cursed; the question was answered by silence.
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