A Kitsune's Slave

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Apologies Yaoi fans, I know this story is labeled yaoi, and it will have TONS of juicy scenes...in good time...but this chapter contains only a non-con het scene.

Oh, also, my version of Yoko has a bit of a bloodlust.

The nick-names…Yoko will often refer to Kuronue as Kuro, or, when he’s trying to be especially tender toward him, Kurue. Reserving his full name only for times of seriousness/formality.
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Chapter 1

Captured…a Gift for the Bandit Lord!


Toge, a beautiful young lynx demon, ran through the forest. Her glowing golden eyes surveyed her surroundings; black whisker-tipped ears attentive to every sound. She was dressed in a short white gown, with a light blue over-layed robe. Her long, sandy brown hair cascaded over her back, white and black highlights glinted mysteriously in the pale moonlight.

Suddenly, her ears picked up a sound; black whiskers twitched as she came to a complete stop and strained to hear, disappearing quietly into the shadow of a large tree, standing at full alert.

*Thwip*

Toge’s ears twitched again as her calf erupted in a shock of pain. She looked down to see a small arrow protruding from her leg, and a small line of her lynx blood streaming to the ground. Toge let out a low growl as she pulled the arrow from her flesh.

Toge heard a rustling sound from the near-by trees, followed by the sound of many feet coming toward her. She turned to run, but only made it a few feet before her eyes glazed over and she staggered, falling to the forest floor. A net was promptly thrown over her, and she watched as three blurry forms appeared over her before she sliped into total unconsciousness.

The fog in Toge’s head began to clear as things slowly came into focus. She immediately surmised that she was still in the net, which now hung from a tree near the center of a camp of demons. She winced at the pounding in her head, and shifted her weight quietly to pull her injured leg out from under her, gently brushing her fingertips over the wound.

What was I hit with? she wondered.

Toge’s eyes scanned the scene before her, looking for any possible route of escape. About three feet away, several demons sat around a roaring fire, laughing and drinking. She heard a small clinking sound, but decided not to dwell on that. Three demons were to her right, sharpening all sorts of weapons; she recoiled slightly at the awful grinding sound that rung in her sensitive ears.

Are they going to eat me?

She quickly pushed that thought aside, not wanting panic to cloud her mind.

There were several houses to her right, all a fair size, but some bigger than others. Further to her left were also some very small buildings. Toge figured they must be storehouses. Behind those houses stood a tall fence, taller than she could jump even in full health, let alone with an injured leg. Toge gasped quietly as she realized that the fence ran around the whole camp when she caught sight of it behind the houses.

I’m trapped!

Toge’s heartbeat quickened as she realized just how much trouble she was in.

A loud thump came from the other side of the camp, beyond the fire. A tall figure with a pack on his back stood up in the shadows after obviously having jumped over the fence.

Woah…what a jump!

The tall figure strode toward the fire as the various demons stood and gathered around it. The figure stopped when it reached the group, opening the bundle and tossing the demons small dead animals, which they began hungrily devouring. Toge silently rebuked her stomach for growling at the smell of rabbit. When was the last time she had eaten? She couldn’t even remember.

Wait a minute, the hunter didn’t eat anything…maybe I am to be his dinner!

Panic entered Toge’s eyes, despite her efforts to fight it.

“We caught a present for you, Yoko Sama.” One of the younger demons said enthusiastically.

Toge’s heart stopped beating as her blood turned to ice in her veins.

Yoko?! No, this couldn’t possibly be the legendary bandit Yoko Kurama and his band of loyal demon followers…could it?

“Let’s see this gift then, Kuro.” Yoko said, smiling at the way his pet name for the young Kuronue always made the bat demon’s eyes sparkle.

Toge’s eyes widened and her ears pressed flat against her head at the sound of the calm, icy voice. Her heart raced as they approach her. She shifted back toward the trunk of the tree, and winced as she realized the net’s course material was digging into her skin under her weight.

Toge’s breath caught as her eyes traveled the length of the tall form that came to a stop in front of her. A true fox demon, one of the few full-blooded kitsune left in their world. Bright gold eyes glinted at her from beneath silver moonlit bangs. Proud, alert, ears honed in on her forced breathing as her heart beat wildly in her chest.

A smirk crossed the beautiful kitsune’s face. Toge couldn’t decide if it was more smug or evil, but her insides reacted negatively at the sight. Yoko released a low, short growl from deep in his throat.

“Very good, Kuruee.” The fox said, turning to the eager young demon with shining eyes.

Kuronue nodded and scurried off.

Yoko turned his full attention to Toge. “Am I right in assuming you are a full blooded lynx demon?”

“And am I right in assuming you are the infamous bandit, Yoko Kurama?”

The Yoko raised his head proudly. “You shouldn’t have to assume.”

Yoko’s eyes drifted to her leg. “How long ago did they catch you?”

Toge’s eyes flitted to the moon. “About an hour ago.”

“And you’ve already recovered from my sedative…impressive. Most demons would be groggy for a few days.”

Toge finally gathered the courage to look into the eyes of the kitsune. His eyes were evil, and powerful, and wise. Toge’s breath caught in her chest and she was nearly frozen in fear at their intensity.

“Put your arms through the net.”

Toge winced as the net punished her obedience by biting into her skin, but she was too afraid of the fox to disobey. Yoko placed shackles on Toge’s wrists, with a short chain in between them. The shackles were firm, but Toge was surprised at the gentleness of the kitsune.

Yoko watched Toge jump as he unsheathed his sword, and cut the net from the tree, making no attempt to stop her from hitting the ground. The fall increased the pain in Toge’s head almost to the point of overcoming her. She heard the kitsune’s muffled order to get up. She rose on shaky feet, noticing that in addition to the pain from the wounds the net and arrow had inflicted, her limbs had also fallen asleep from the hour she spent in the net.

“Follow me.”

Toge followed Yoko into the biggest house, blinking in the light. The room was only lit by candles, but even that was a sharp contrast to the darkness outside.

“Sit.”

Toge sat on some large pillows in the corner of the room farthest from the door.

“Do you have a name?”

“T-Toge.”

Yoko smirked. “Thorn? Your parents must have really hated you.”

Toge looked down at the floor. “I was unwanted.”

“Well, that will change, now that you are here.”

Toge looked at Yoko with confusion.

“How old are you?”

“50.”

Yoko lets out a scoffing laugh. “You are just a baby!”

“Yes…”

“Have my men explained to you why you are here?”

“No Sir…”

Yoko smirked. “It’s very simple, actually, we are a band of 13 men, and you are the only woman here.”

Toge’s eyes widened. “Please…you can’t do this…”

Toge mentally scolded herself for the slight sob in her voice.

“Oh can’t I? Look around you. You are my prisoner. My slave. I own you. You will do whatever I say, or you will pay the consequences.”

“Never.”

Yoko was shocked at the biting tone of the young lynx.

Toge glowed,attempting to morph into her lynx form to free herself of her chains in hopes of escape. Toge quickly screamed, as shocks of light crept up her arms.

Yoko smirked. “Do you really think I’d be that stupid, my little thorn?”

“Toge!”

Yoko smiled, amused at the again biting tone of the spirited lynx.

“Your restraints bar your kai. You cannot use any of your powers, you cannot even heal yourself…you are completely at my mercy.”

Toge glared at Yoko.

Yoko grabbed her wrists softly, raising them to his lips, and gently licking the open wounds created by the net, looking up to meet her eyes as he does. Toge looked away defiantly. Yoko smirked, admiring her spirit and defiance.

When Toge’s arms were clean, and almost healed, Yoko moved to her calf, to lick the deep wound left by the drug-laced arrow. Toge silently and slowly raised her shackled arms, in preparation to bring them down on the base of the kitsune’s skull.

As Toge began to bring her hands forward, the shackles glowed, holding her arms in place above her head, and ripping another scream from her as the hot light shocked it’s way down her arms.

“That wasn’t very wise, now was it?”

“Please, let me go…”

Yoko pauses momentarily, “Now why would I want to do that?”

“There are many demons more beautiful than I willing to throw themselves at the feet of the beautiful Yoko Kurama. Why not choose one of them instead?”

“I have had women like that, and they bore me easily with their flattery and weakness. Besides, I couldn’t offend my men by turning down the gift they went to such great lengths to catch for me. Lynx demons in captivity are very rare in deed.”

Yoko turned Toge’s leg, licking long, slow strokes up her shin, as if apologizing for the net’s wounds.

“I never knew lynx blood was so rich…a delicacy in deed.”

Toge blushed as she watched Yoko continue to heal her legs.

“Toge, this does not have to be a bad thing, if you are a cooperative little slave, I will reward you with nice clothes, warm beds, and much food. I will adorn my prize possession with anything her heart desires. Most women are more attracted to my wealth than to me.”

Toge shuddered at the sound of her name coming from his lips.

“I am no one’s slave. You can keep your rewards and bribes. I refuse to be a possession. I’d sooner die than do what you ask of me.”

“Perhaps you should reconsider your position before answering. You will be my slave, and you will do what I ask of you, whether of your own accord or forcibly. This is the only time I will offer you a life of ease in exchange for your cooperation, if you change your mind later, the offer will not be waiting for you.”


“I will not be your willing servant. You will never own me.”

Yoko rose to his feet, and walked to a small cabinet to gather bandages and salve.

“Have it your way.” Toge shrunk back against the wall, as Yoko’s tone had a bite to match hers, only with more evil confidence backing it. Toge picked up immediately on the unspoken promise of pain for her insolence.

Toge looked at the Fox with his back to her, and the unlocked door of the house.

I have to try.

Toge got up, yanked the door open, and ran into the cool night air.

Yoko smirked as he calmly set everything down and walked out the door after her.

Toge ran past the campfire and the groups of men, past the store houses, until she reached the fence. She quickly spotted a tree, and climbed it with some difficulty due to her chained wrists.

Yoko reached the base of the tree, as Toge jumped from the branch to the top of the fence. A triumphant grin passed her lips as she successfully grabbed hold of the tips of the fence. The razor-sharp points leave fresh streams of blood running down the fence, but Toge refused to relinquish her hold.

Yoko stood below, arms crossed over his chest, smug grin on his face. Suddenly the spikes glowed and got very hot, burning the palms of Toge’s hands, and turning her shackles a bright red, before emitting a shock wave of power that sent Toge falling 20 feet to the ground below.

Yoko slammed her against the fence; not letting her hit the ground. Toge’s heart raced as he leaned in closer, his face now inches from her own.

“Baka…you will pay for your stupidity my little thorn.”

Toge whimpered, her flesh being burned away under the shackles. Yoko grabbed her around her throat and threw her toward the tree, where her arms were caught by vines stopping her face from hitting the tree with only inches to spare.

“Now, Thorn…” Yoko takes a rose from his hair, “let me introduce you to my…ROSE WHIP!”

Yoko brought the rose whip across Toge’s back in two lightning fast movements. Toge screamed as the thorns mercilessly dug into her back. Yoko’s eyes narrowed in anger as he brought the whip down two more times. Toge screamed again, tears forming in her eyes.

Too proud to let her tears fall…that will change…

Yoko brought two more quick strikes against Toge’s back, her blood-soaked gown falling to the ground in shreds. Toge bit her lip, holding back her screams and her tears.

Her blood is so beautiful

Yoko brought four quick strikes against Toge, who let a small, helpless, growl escape her mouth, but nothing more. Yoko’s eyes sparkled at the sight of more blood spraying from her back, and more skin being ripped open.

Yoko went to hit her again, when Kuronue appeared at Yoko’s side.

“Please goshujin-sama*, has she not been punished enough?”

Yoko grunted, but relinquished his hold on the whip, throwing it to the ground at Kuronue's feet. Yoko made the vines release Toge, and drug her by the hair back to his house. Toge’s irons still glowed, but with a less intense color.

Once inside, Yoko threw Toge roughly against the wall, shutting and bolting the door behind them. She whimpered and coiled up into a ball, shaking, and making involuntary panicked mewling sounds. Pain was the only emotion conveyed in her eyes.

“Now, my stubborn little slave,” Toge was surprised at how calm Yoko’s voice sounded, “Hopefully you realize that you cannot escape. You are here for good. You are mine.”

Toge broke her eye contact with the kitsune, hiding her face in the corner in an effort to control the tears that threatened to spill from her eyes.

Yoko knelt down, to Toge’s level.

“Let me see your hands.”

Yoko took Toge’s shackled wrists in his hand, his eyes twitching slightly as the hot metal touched his skin. Yoko quickly removed Toge’s shackles, which have burned her nearly to the bone. Yoko reached for some salve, and put it on her wounds before wrapping them with bandages.

“That was not wise…you could have done permanent damage to your wrists. In fact I’m not sure that you haven’t.”

Toge looked into Yoko’s eyes, a worried expression crossing her face.

She looks like she’s breaking…what a shame…

“I’ll give you one final chance…cooperate, and I’ll treat you well. I’ll heal you up, forget your offenses, and we can start over from this moment.”

Toge looked Yoko in the eyes, before spitting in his face. “Fuck you!”

Yoko slapped Toge hard across the face, as he wiped the spit from his cheek.

“None of that! I demand my bitches at least act like ladies.”

Excellent, she still has some fight left.

“I don’t want anything from you! Keep your merciful bargains.”

“Fine, in that case, get your filthy ass over here.”

“Never.”

Yoko’s eyes glinted, and an amused look crossed his face. He roughly grabbed Toge, and threw her onto his bed.

“Your back will be sore for a while, try to stay off of it for a few days.” His tone was mockingly sarcastic, an evil grin pulling at the corners of his mouth as he flipped Toge roughly onto her back on his bed. pining her beneath him as he began peeling the few remaining scraps of cloth from her body.

“No! Stop!”

Toge flinched as Yoko roughly pulled the clothing off, some of it sticking to her back by the drying blood.

Yoko’s eyes scanned the now naked lynx beneath him. She was far too thin, with her ribs jutting out, but other than that he liked what he saw. Every inch of her was muscular, and right now, every muscle was tensed in fear of him.

Toge winced as Yoko pinned her injured wrists above her head with one hand. His other traced the curve of her left breast before grabbing it roughly, demon claws drawing blood from the delicate skin. Toge whimpered quietly, but remained still as Yoko licked at the fresh wounds until the bleeding stopped. He then leaned down to capture Toge’s unwilling lips in a bruising one-sided kiss. When the kiss broke, Toge turned her head defiantly to the side. Yoko smirked.

Yoko ran a claw down Toge’s stomach, drawing a thin trail of blood. Toge let a small sound mixed between a growl and a cry escape her tightly clenched mouth. Yoko took the opportunity to capture her in another kiss, this time worming his tongue inside her mouth.

Toge fought, twisting and turning her head in an attempt to escape the suffocating kiss. She tried to bite the tongue that was raping her mouth, but was unable to capture it. Toge gave a small whimper of helplessness, as Yoko broke the kiss, leaving her gasping for air.

Yoko smiled at the look of fear and panic that entered the young lynx’s eyes as he pressed his harden sex between her legs, in an unspoken promise of what was yet to come. Toge tried to squirm under the weight of the kitsune, but her only accomplishment was to excite him further.

Yoko reached down to loosen his robes, freeing his cock, which was already red and begging for a release.

“The harder you fight, the more pain you will be in. Relax and I promise you will be okay. This is your final chance for mercy tonight.”

The lynx’s only reply was a glare that promised a painful revenge.

Yoko matched Toge’s glare. “If that’s the way you want it.”

Toge writhed frantically as she felt Yoko pressing up against her.

“No! You can’t do this! Stop it!”

Yoko smiled as Toge’s expression changed from one of defiance to pain as he began his slow entry into her tight sex.
Toge shrieked as Yoko met with some resistance but quickly pushed past it, suddenly seeing a small bit of blood trickle from her pussy.

She was a virgin…no wonder…oh well, she chose this, now she’ll live with it.

Yoko began to merciless pound in and out of Toge, ignoring her screams and protests. Yoko quickly found himself getting lost in the ecstasy, and looked down to see Toge’s eyes brimming with un-shed tears.

“Relax.” Yoko’s tone was more of an order than a suggestion, but he was pleased to find that Toge listened, and her muscles stop fighting him.

Toge hated herself. She was actually beginning to enjoy the feeling of the strong and beautiful kitsune on top of her.

Yoko let out a low, deep growl before Toge felt a splash of hot liquid inside her. She blushed slightly as Yoko sat on top of her, panting and slightly flushed from the enjoyed release.

“Now, was that so bad?”

Toge again looked away defiantly, the fading blush still on her cheeks.

“I hate you.”

Yoko ears laid back against the harsh tone of Toge’s voice.

“I’m sorry you feel that way.”

Yoko shoved Toge out of the bed and onto the floor, where she crawled into the corner. Yoko blew out the candle and settled down to fall asleep.

Toge cowered in the corner, shivering from the pain and cold, and no doubt also from shock, as she vowed to never forgive or forget what the fox had taken from her that night.

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*goshujin-sama means Master in Japanese.

More chapters to follow, be nice everyone, this is my first attempt at writing Fan Fiction, though I've been reading it for quite a while. Leave Comments and I hope you enjoyed it! *Cookies for everyone* ^_^ Luv, Raine