Sesshomaru’s
Princess
By Speedy Tomato
The
characters of InuYasha are not mine, they are property of Rumiko Takahashi,
Shogakukan, Yomiuri TV, Sunrise,
and Viz Media. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
This is a
story for ADULTS ONLY! No Minors
are allowed to view this work. Move
along kiddies and find something else to read. Any minor viewing this work that is
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ban you!
Author’s Note:
Please Read Before Proceeding!
This
is not something usually done but I felt, in the case of this story, it’s
needed. What you are about to read
is a story about a couple fetishes that fall in the sub domain of BDSM: Daddy
Doms and ABDL. If you DON’T know what these things are
I strongly suggest you look them up before proceeding any further. If you don’t find those to your
liking or are turned off by such things, don’t proceed and forget all
about this tale. This will be a
story that falls in the realm of you will either like it or not. Beyond that,
it’s a threesome/moresome story that’s going to contain elements of
yaoi, incest, bisexuality and descriptions of some acts of extreme
sexuality. Again, if you
don’t like such things don’t read this. If you are still willing to give it a go
then proceed at your own risk.
Flaming me because I’ve hit something you find distasteful
won’t work, I won’t stop writing it, and I will not only ignore
them and not respond to such idiocy but report such things as well.
Beyond
that, all the characters in this tome are legal, consenting adults that are
willing participants in the acts portrayed. This has NOTHING to do with children or harming them in any way, shape or
form. That is not an element involved in Daddy Dom or ABDL.
If
you are still with me after that warning, I hope you enjoy my blatherings and
follow along as I spin this tale.
-Speedy
Chapter 1
As
a rule, Sesshomaru hated the winter seasonal party that his company had for
employees and some of their more important clients. Sure, he understood why he
had to do it and the goodwill it promoted but he still hated it and all the
crap that came along with it. But he always attended to be seen and pass out
bonus checks to the employees. This year he would follow the same plan that he
had all the previous years, stay an hour, mingle a bit, give the traditional
toast then get the hell out of there before the booze began to really flow. It
had worked all the previous years and he anticipated it would this one as well.
Standing
off in the corner, talking to Kouga, his head of security for the whole
company, he spied a female that he didn’t recognize as either an employee
or client. From his vantage point,
he did admire the way she looked.
Though she appeared to be in her mid-teens, he assumed that she
wasn’t if she was here. The
first thing that he noticed was those kilometer long legs of hers. She was wearing a business suit that was
short but not overly so,that seemed to
accentuate and show them off at the same time. Next, his eyes focused on that mass of
shiny, wavy, raven colored hair of hers.
From his vantage point, it looked to be as soft as the finest spun
silk. He suddenly had to fight off
the urge to walk over and run his fingers through it to see if it was as soft
as it looked. But, finally, he
gazed at those big doe eyes of hers and found himself almost getting lost in
them.
Nudging
Kouga, he asked, keeping his voice down, “Who is that? I don’t
remember her working here.”
Then he jerked his head her direction.
“Oh
her… She doesn’t,
she’s here by special invite from your father. Her name is Kagome Higurashi.”
“Hn…
where have I heard that name before?” Sesshomaru asked to no one in
particular.
“It
was her that found all those antiques for him when he was
remodeling.” Kouga
explained.
“Hn…,”
was the diayoukai’s only response as he nodded at the information. Other than that, his eyes locked on the
beauty who was laughing and talking to Miroku, one of his vice presidents, and
Sango, Miroku’s secretary.
While he watched her, he felt a familiar niggling that told him she may
very well be the one he had been looking for. No, he wasn’t sure how he knew
this; he was never sure in the past when it came to the things he was
into. But that instinct had always
been right when it came to his kink so he was going to explore that with
her. Yes, he had yet to even
formally meet her but he was confident enough in his abilities that he would be
able to convince her to at least go out with him. Then he would see from there.
Over
the next hour, as he attended to what was required of him, he kept an eye on
her. As he watched her interact
with a few of the people there, he thought he may well have met her at some
point in the past but he wasn’t able to place where or when that
was.
As
the time that he usually made his exit from the festivities drew closer, he
decided it was time to introduce himself to his future sexual play toy. Waiting until she was alone, serving
herself another glass of punch, he then slipped over beside her. “Hello Kagome,” he said
quietly.
Startled,
Kagome about jumped out of her skin.
Spinning around, she found herself looking up into a pair of golden
eyes. When she focused on the face
they were set in, almost immediately she recognized him; Sesshomaru. A couple years previous, she had dated
his younger, half-brother, Inuyasha, for about a month or so. It hadn’t worked out for some
reason or other. Gathering her
wits, she gave a bit of a respectful bow then said, “Hello Lord Sesshomaru.”
Smirking
at the use of his real title, something very few did anymore, he said,
“Watching you a bit, I realized I know you from somewhere but I
can’t quite place where that may be.
I know you did some work for father but that wasn’t it. So, tell me, where is I that you and I
have met before?”
Giggling,
she grinned a bit. “I dated
Inuyasha a few times. We met a couple times while we were doing so.”
Once she said it, the whole thing clicked and he remembered. “Ah yes, now I remember. You’re the miko.”
“That’s
me,” she nodded.
“Hn…
If I remember right, you and he didn’t last long. I hope he didn’t do something
foolish as he has so many times in the past.”
“No,
nothing like that,” she told him dismissively. “It wasn’t going to work
out. We both realized that fairly
early on and decided to end it before it turned nasty as such things tend to
become.”
Nodding,
he processed the information that she gave him. No, he didn’t like the fact that
she had been with the whelp in any way but since it didn’t last long he
thought he could deal with it. Now
it was time for him to settle in and start to work. In the close proximity he was to her,
that niggling he had before grew stronger.
He was now certain that she was the one that he had been looking for to
fulfill what he wanted. It had been
a long time since he had a partner that he wanted and would do the kinds of
things he liked. He could feel the first stirrings of an erection. But he willed it away and focused fully
on the onna in front of him rather than his hentai thoughts. It was imperative that he get to know
her and her thoughts on such matters before he journeyed down that road with
her. He was in such a position of
power that any sexual proclivities of an odd nature would eventually get out if
the female he was with found them repugnant. That he was very wary about,so he planned to
approach this gently and with a great deal of caution. Settling himself in for a longer haul,
he launched into a bit of conversation with her.
Within
a half an hours time, when the party began to get a bit louder as the booze
began to flow freely, he wanted to get out of there. Quietly, she confided that she too
wanted to leave before things got any rowdier. Taking that as a good sign, he made his
usual excuses to the staff then left, escorting her down to the parking garage
to her car. Before allowing her to
leave, he managed to obtain her phone numbers, her home phone, work cell phone
and private cell phone numbers.
Though he diligently wrote them down, by the time she finished telling
him he had seared them into his memory.
Once
she seated herself in the car, he stepped back and watched her until her little
sports car had vanished out of the garage and he could no longer see it. Then, with a bit of a spring in his step
that hadn’t been there for years, he walked to his own car and headed for
his house.
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Once
home, he poured himself a drink then began to pace back and forth across his
living room. Mind whirling, he
tried to decide how to go about this.
Yes, his first instinct was to pick up the phone and call her now,
setting up a date. But he
restrained himself. It
wouldn’t do to call now. He
needed to wait a few hours before he thought about doing that. First, he doubted she would be home by
now. Even if she were, it would do
better if she had some time to settle in and relax before he called. But he wasn’t known for his
patience and being forced to wait to do something such as this was a form of
torture.
Aware
he would end up in a severely agitated state if he just did nothing, he tried
to focus on something else.
Information… he needed information on her. On that facet, he had a source. No, he wasn’t going to call
Inuyasha. He and his younger
half-brother had never gotten along well.
But that wasn’t the only reason. At this point in time the boy was
married and the wench that he had taken for a wife, Kikyo, would be less than
thrilled if he wanted to discuss past girlfriends with him. Possessive and jealous, he knew it would
cause a huge row between them. No,
they didn’t get along but he didn’t want to cause that kind of
problem for the boy.
Just
when he was growling about not being able to use an excellent source of
information, another idea struck him… his father. He was well aware that Toga took an avid
interest in everything when it came to Inuyasha,and the times he had encountered the miko,
that he could remember, was at his father’s house. So it would stand to reason that his
father would have at least a bit of information about her.
After
refreshing his drink, he put in a call to his old man. Settling back on the sofa, he covered
the mundane and the party with him for a while then made a bit of small talk
before beginning to question him about what he knew of the miko. As he had hoped, the older inu was a
fount of information about her.
From the sound of things, his father had really liked Kagome and wished
that it had worked out between her and the hanyou. That assumption on his end actually
seemed to firm up his impression of her and what she was into. As he was well aware, his father had the
same odd kink that he did. In fact,
it was finding some of the things his father had on the topics that had
introduced him to it and fueled it.
If his father greatly approved of her, and from the sound of the way he
spoke of her, had a bit of an attraction to her,that meant that he was getting the same
vibes. Now he was more intrigued
and wanted to find out.
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Curled up on her comfortable
old sofa in her bathrobe, Kagome relaxed and flipped through the channels on
the TV to see if she could find something that might be worth watching. Sitting there, she felt relaxed but it
wasn’t enough that she could go to bed and find sleep. Sighing, she continued to flip through
the numerous channels that her cable provider offered but couldn’t seem
to find anything that was worth watching and would hold her interest. Just as she was about to give up the
hunt and find a DVD, the phone rang.
Glancing over at it, she frowned, wondering who it could be. She knew that by this time of the night
her family, save her brother, would be asleep. None of her friends would call this
late, knowing she usually was in bed herself, and all business calls would be
picked up by her cell phone. Now
curious, she picked up the cordless and said, “Hello?”
“Hello Kagome,”
came the deep voice of Sesshomaru through the receiver.
Smiling, she muted the TV
and settled back on the sofa, curling her long legs under her. “Hello Sesshomaru. I didn’t expect to hear from you
this soon.” Indeed, as she
had told him, she remembered him from the times she had gone out with Inuyasha. Yes, she had thought the hanyou to be
cute and good looking but, from the first time she had seen the daiyoukai, she
had thought him to be absolutely gorgeous.
In all honestly, she would admit that she had developed a bit of a crush
on him from the first time she had met him. When it became obvious to her that
things weren’t going to work out between her and Inuyasha it had been her
hope that he would ask her out. But
it never had come about. Now, here
he was on the phone so that hope once more poked its head up.
Much to her surprise, after
a few awkward moments of stilted conversation they once more began to flow into
talking about various things. Yes,
she noticed that most of it was about her and her history but he did talk to
her about much of it and seemed to be genuinely interested in what she was
saying. After about an hour, just
as they were about to hang up for the night, he asked her out the following
night. Of course, she said
yes. Then they made arrangements
after he deduced where she wanted to go.
Finally, when she hung up the phone, she had a big grin on her face that even a
mortician couldn’t have removed.
She couldn’t believe someone like him would ask her out! Yet that is exactly what happened. After shutting off the TV, she headed to
bed though she doubted sleep would come.
Lying curled up under the
old quilt that her mother had made her so long ago, Kagome couldn’t find
sleep. Instead, she lay there with
her eyes open staring out the window at the city lights, mind working. No, she never lacked for dates since she
had turned the age her mother would allow it. In all honestly, she had more than her
share of them when she compared herself to her friends. But, for the most part, very few of them
had interested her. Once she was in
college that changed a bit, she started dating beings that interested her more
than the high school boys she had always seen. Older men, and she meant a lot older
than she was, were her weakness.
She adored them. Though
humans were fine with her,she tended to
gravitate towards youkai. They
were, of course, a lot older than she was.
It had always been her opinion that older men treated her better and
with more respect than those her own age did. Plus they were more open minded than
those her age about so many things.
She liked that.
Yes, like most people in
this world, she had odd things, sexually, that she liked. Usually, it was kept to herself and not
discussed with anyone. But a few
times in the past, she had come across a couple beings that liked what she did and
she indulged them. At this time
though, it had been a while since she had done such things. From things she knew about Sesshomaru,
mentioned by Inuyasha when they had been going out, she thought that he might
not be too shocked and may allow her to indulge. Hell, from all Inuyasha had told her
about him, he was the ultimate power freak so he might not be bothered by any
of it. Well, that was her hope
anyway. With a deep sigh, she shut
her eyes. Time would tell about
that so she would just have to wait and see.
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The next night Sesshomaru
picked her up precisely on time, as he was known for. Normally, he would be dressed in an
immaculate suit but she had suggested a small café that she liked so he
was dressed down because even a business suit would be out of place there. Already, once he had her in the car, his
mind was skipping to what he wanted to do to the delectable little miko and how
to go about maneuvering her into such a position, but he forced himself to put
that on the back burner for now.
The first date was not a time for such things. He needed to see how it progressed
before he started making such plans.
Also, he needed to start putting out feelers to see if she would be open
to things that fed his kink. It
wouldn’t do to ask her about some of it without at least having an
inkling as to what she herself was into.
Dinner itselfwas a pleasant experience for him. Once they started talking he found
himself drawn to her because it was obvious she was highly intelligent and
seemed to adore history, something he himself enjoyed. Conversation came easy to the two of
them and the time seemed to slip away from them.
Because the small, homey
café wasn’t his usual type of bistro, he had decided to take her
for a bit of a walk in places he was more accustomed to once they finished. Yes, he enjoyed window shopping at some
of the more high classed boutiques as a rule, but it was also a bit of a test
for the females he dated. If all
they seemed to be interested in were the high priced items and clothes, then
generally he never saw them again.
Most assuredly, he had plenty of money that he didn’t mind
spending,but he was ever watchful for
females that were gold diggers. A
short walk through the district that held all the high class boutiques was
always telling to him and a good indicator of what the female he was with was
like.
With Kagome, he had been very
surprised. Yes, she liked what she
saw in the windows but didn’t seem very interested in such things. But she was interested in the displays
in the window of the toy store they saw.
In fact, he found it highly amusing so they went inside to look
around. Squealing in delight, she
led him around the place, holding onto his hand, looking at all the wonderful
contraptions designed for children and even had fun playing with a few of the
things out for display. Watching
her, he had a large smirk on his face.
It was most enjoyable to see her enthusiasm for what she was doing and
how much fun she seemed to having with things that were quite simple by the
standards of what she was used to.
In the end, he did something he usually didn’t do on a first date,
told her to pick out a toy she wanted and bought it for her. He was even more surprised when she
picked out a simple fluffy white dog as what she wanted, something not even
remotely expensive.
Grinning sheepishly at him
as they walked out of the door, clutching the stuffed animal to her chest, she
admitted, “I love stuffed animals of all kinds. They are my weakness.”
Putting a hand on the small
of her back as they walked down the street, he said, “There is nothing wrong
with that Kagome. It’s nice
to finally meet a woman that is easily pleased with the smaller joys in
life.” But, privately, he
thought that her like of stuffed toys might be fairly telling about her
personality. That was encouraging
to him.
As the clock hit midnight
both of them decided that was enough for the night. It was time to go home. When he parked at her apartment
building, he decided to walk her to her door. Before she went inside, he gave
her a soft kiss and promised to call the following day to arrange another date.
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On the drive home,
Sesshomaru smirked, pleased with how things went. Oh yes, he most certainly would be
calling her for another date! From
his point of view, he liked what he felt from her tonight and was encouraged by
it. He was now more certain than
ever that she was what he had been looking for. All he had to do was nudge inthat direction and start to find out. If it was how he thought it was,then she was already his and he wouldn’t
ever let her go!
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