So... I wasn't going to post this. I seriously wasn't and I hope I don't regret this. But I saw the themes for InuKagweek and damn if each chapter to this didn't magically fit. This is also my first time contributing to InuKag week so hopefully, this doesn't get me tossed out of the fandom!

That said, this is not fluffy. It has its moments, but you're not going to get any in this first chapter for sure. There is a possible trigger in this first chapter too so keep that in mind. This is a dark fic.

Bad Karma was nominated for best dark (thank you again for that btw) but it's nothing compared to this. I'm not trying to scare anyone off from reading, I just want you to be ready when you read and sure. There is no non-con or dubcon I don't really do that except a little dubcon. This might fall into dubcon, this chapter anyway. Dubcon means dubious consent btw (I didn't know and looked it up once, got shocked when I saw rape and pulled down the fic but then realized my research was biased) but since this is Kagome's POV, we hear how she does want to have sex with Inuyasha. He doesn't hear her thoughts which makes it a little if-y.

If you're looking for a fluffy fic for InuKagweek, this ain't it. You've been warned and I hope you enjoy regardless. I would encourage you to read to Chapter Two, tomorrow, before passing judgment but it's your choice as always.

Chapter One

Acceptance

"Strip."

I glared at him but what more could I do. This was what my life was now and I had no say in the matter. It could be worse I suppose.

19 hours ago…

Mother looked frantic, I'd never seen her so disturbed. "I don't understand. We're a home for girls, the state pays our taxes."

The five men that loomed in the doorway, Mother not letting them past the landing, didn't look confused. But that wasn't a good thing, it was very, very bad. "The state hasn't paid shit in three months, Lady."

One towards the back of the group was looking around, spying me as I watched them. A sneer spread across his face that made me shiver. "Home for girls right? How many are as pretty as the one I'm looking at right now?"

Mother followed his eyes to me and watched as hers went as wide as saucers. "This is a safe haven. Pretty or not, they're here so they don't have to sell themselves on the streets!"

"They're gonna be on the street selling themselves regardless, Lady, unless you have the money?"

As a kid, I'd done some unsavory things to survive on the streets before Mother Kaede found me. I considered myself lucky that it consisted of only hand and blow jobs.

But the other girls here? They wouldn't survive a minute. I wasn't sure I would either but I was also the oldest. Too old to be living in a home for girls anymore. Pretty sure Mother Kaede took pity on me one too many times, calling me a caretaker when anyone asked about my age. At 20, I really should be out on my own.

There was too much kindness afforded me and this was my chance to pay it back. "How much do we owe?"

The one doing most of the talking looked me over and sneered. "More than just one girl doing one job."

Mother Kaede tried to pull me back but I didn't let her. "What if I sold myself entirely?"

The men balked and Mother whimpered. "You mean become a sex slave? Do you have any clue what…"

"I know what it means. And I want to protect this home and these girls!" They looked a little impressed so I sealed the deal. "I'm a virgin. Those go for a high price, right?" Now they were salivating and I nearly lost my lunch. "I'll get you your money."

Mother was screaming at us as we left. They didn't even let me pack anything but I guess I didn't need it. Especially not my clothes.

One of them actually opened the door for me, letting me slide in. The ride was comfortable even if they all went on and on about where to take me to sell.

"Maybe we shouldn't sell her at all?"

One of them offered and I perked up to listen.

"We could keep her for ourselves?"

Great. A gang bang. They would ruin me and I would have no means to stop them. As long as the home and the girls were safe, I'd do whatever it took.

The one that must be the leader slapped the gang banger on the back of his head. "That won't pay the debt, you idiot. Stop thinking with your dick!"

The gang banger turned back to look at me. It was the same one that eyed me back in the home. He was looking me up and down again. "Can you blame me? She's god damn edible."

I'd never really considered my looks. They were what they are. There were always more important things to worry about. And men weren't allowed inside the home. The only interaction I'd had since moving there was when I went for groceries or shopping. Eyes would linger but I ignored it. I guess it was my looks that gained their attention all this time?

On the other side of town, a side I'd stayed far from all my life on purpose, the car rolled to a stop at a dark building. It reeked of bad feelings, coming off it in waves.

Again, I was handled carefully as I was helped out of the car. Other than their short conversation about a gang bang, they were perfect gentlemen….taking me to sell my body to the highest bidder.

We passed a few men from time to time, standing in the hallway in front of doors so I had to guess they were guards. It made me wonder just what the hell they were guarding beyond the doors? One of my 'captures' must have noticed my interests and leaned in closer to my ear.

"Those rooms are for people...consuming their products." When I still looked confused, he smirked. "They sell a wide range of things here so they could be in there testing the drugs they just bought or fucking the girl or boy they won."

He made it sound like a carnival, winning people like stuffed toys after knocking down some bottles. It made me sick. Sicker still knowing that I would soon be locked into one of those rooms with a stranger. The guys standing outside must have been there to make sure the 'product' didn't run as I doubt they cared what was done to us once sold.

They could do whatever they wanted to me and I wouldn't be able to run.

But I volunteered for this. I agreed to sell myself for the sake of the home. The others would be safe and that's all that mattered.

It was pretty much exactly how I imagined, a long stage with bright lights focused on me. Beyond it I could just make out the shadows and shapes of the crowd. I didn't like how they started to buzz and shift when I stepped up on the stage. One of my contributors went around me to the announcer, whispering in his ear. The announcer's eyes were on me the whole time, getting wider as the guy finished explaining all. Then he grinned and I nearly lost my lunch again.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we have a rare treat today. A martyr. A virginal martyr has offered herself up in order to save her beloved home. Is there someone here kind enough to save her?" There was no doubt the guy meant more when he mentioned 'saving' me. And the room began to get louder than before. "Let's start the bids at 5k!"

I should have found out just how much the home owed. That way I'd know if I was successful or not. But 5k sounded like more than enough for some back taxes, right?

And that was just the starting bid, the whole thing going round and round for close to five minutes, maybe more I had no way to know for sure. Men and women were shouting out prices, steadily getting higher. One voice in the back, steady and sure, didn't hesitate to up the amount each time. They challenged every offer, adding to the price like the zeros behind the number were nothing. Until finally…

"55! Do I hear 60? 60?! Sold to Tenoe for 55!"

The announcer knew the bidder by name. But maybe he knew everyone there by name? So I now belonged to someone named Tenoe. Unless they just sold me again but I doubt they'd get more than 55k for me. I struggled to believe they got that much this time!

My captures left me at that, getting taken to be 'wrapped up' for my new owner. At least I wasn't put in one of the rooms, passing by without stopping until I was in a back alley where another car was waiting. This one was more upscale than the van the men brought me in, a town car. I was gently put inside and it took off as soon as the door was shut behind me. The driver said nothing so I said nothing. Even when we pulled up to a large home on the edge of the city.

A man stood on the front steps waiting for me. A lopsided grin on his face, he looked demonic in the fading sunlight. His long brown hair was tied at the base of his neck and clashed with the dress shirt and tie he wore. "Hello and welcome."

His voice was light as if he was telling a joke. Taking my arm, he led me inside the impressive mansion. The walk was slow but I wasn't given a chance to tour, not that I expected one.

Pulling open a door, the man gestured for me to go first. My lungs seized when I realized the room was a bedroom. A large bed sat near the corner, a large window next to it that bathed the sheets in the early moonlight. Dim lighting all around, the majority of the light in the room came from a fire that popped loudly in the otherwise silent room. A few armchairs sat facing the fire, their tall backs to me. After a quick search of the room, I assessed that it was me and my guide only. Turning back, I found him still at the door, pressing his back into it to lock it in place.

"Strip."

Glaring did nothing, only made his smirk grow deeper on his face. So this was Tenoe? Just because he owned me didn't mean I had to make it easy for him, staring him down and not making a single move to do as commanded.

"I said, strip! I want to see the product!"

Product. That's all I was now. I swallowed my sob and started to tug on the button to my jeans.

"That's enough, Koga."

The man before me cringed while I froze. The voice coming from behind, one of the armchairs speaking. I'd been wrong about it being just the two of us. "I just wanted to make sure she wasn't armed, Boss."

"Get out." He left in a hurry, a grimace on his face that he passed to me. I remained still and silent, waiting for more. "Come here."

And there it was, my first order from my real owner. Something about his voice, I couldn't pinpoint why but I listened, doing as asked quickly. When I stood before him, I did all I could to hide the tremble my body did at the sight of him.

Long, silver-white hair, fell over his shoulders while he sat with his arms and legs crossed. He looked like an arrogant King on his throne of annoyance. Not looking at me at first, I stood feeling stupid as he continued to watch the fire behind me. I suppose it was far more entertaining and pretty but my legs were starting to hurt.

Then he looked up at me.

My knees threatened to give out at his golden orbs, dangerously washing over me. At least the one who bought me was attractive, overly so. I had been imagining some old and overweight man that I'd have to climb on top of since he'd be too overweight to be on top of me without crushing me. But this guy, Tenoe, he looked like he could crush me in a completely different way.

Even in a collared shirt and slacks, I could see the toned body beneath. He had the first few buttons of his shirt open, showing the tanned skin that stretched below it. It comforted me a little, knowing that the man I would be giving my virginity to I was at least attracted to. Very much attracted to, more than anyone ever before. Which wasn't saying much, as I didn't even think about a relationship or sex before, but still. This guy was hot!

It made me wonder what in the world he was doing buying sex? Which in turn made my fear renew. Someone like him didn't buy sex. So what did he buy me for?

He sighed deeply after looking me over thoroughly. "What the hell am I supposed to do with someone like you now?"

He was asking but I wasn't sure I should or could answer. But when he waited, I found my voice. "I can work."

It was weak and stupid because he bought me for him. But as his slave I was sure he expected me to do something and as gorgeous as he was he didn't need me for sex.

"The only place I can put you is the club and can't have a virgin working there."

So I was to work in a club? A sex club? Would I remain on my back for random people to hump for the rest of my life? No, not the rest of it, no one wants to pay to screw granny. Once my vagina was ruined, they'd toss me out. Something to look forward to surely.

Tenoe sighed again, looking agitated and stressed like it was his life in the balance. "You can't even dance, can you? What can you do?"

Dance? It was a strip club? Sure, I'd be taking my clothes off but it was far better than what I imagined. But he wasn't pleased, I needed to do something to keep from worse happening. There was really only one thing I knew how to do, that I had practice at.

I dropped to my knees before him and slowly reached for the buckle of his belt when hands grabbed mine harshly, stopping me. Whipping my head up, I found angry eyes on me.

"You're a virgin aren't you? Don't drop to your knees so fucking easily!"

He threw my hands away and I got back to my feet, staring at the floor instead. I spared a glance or two, going no farther up than his crotch out of fear. I didn't miss the tight tent in his pants. He rejected me but I still turned him on it seemed.

"Take off your clothes."

Popping up again, his eyes held determination this time. There was just something about his voice, I couldn't explain it. Because he said relatively the same thing as the Koga guy but I wanted to please him more than anything.

So I started taking off my clothes, getting my ratty tennis shoes off, when he held up a hand, "Slowly!"

I didn't realize I was rushing but my hands were shaking. Nothing I could do about that. I peeled off my jeans first, stepping clumsily out of them. The hem of my sweater in a death grip, I tried to go as slowly as possible, pulling it up and over my head in as fluid of a movement as I could manage. Now in a bra and panties, I hesitated. When he remained silent and unmoving, I reached behind myself and unclasped my bra, shrugging it off. Then pushed my panties off my hips to fall to my feet on their own.

The heat of the flames behind me was felt hard on my bare skin and yet, they didn't compare to the natural burn of my flush. It was all over as was his stare, looking me up and down again carefully.

His eyes were all over my body when he finally said something. "What's your name?"

That's right, in all this mess, I forgot. I was standing, naked in front of a man who didn't even know my name. "Kagome."

"Kagome?"

"Kagome Higurashi."

He nodded but continued to stare at my body. But then held out a hand for me to take. "Come here, Kagome."

His voice was smooth like silk and deep like darkness. Even with the change of tone, I couldn't resist him, taking his hand and letting him pull me into his lap. Now my heart was racing, trying to stop in its fear and nervousness. My butt was on top of his thigh so he shifted me, gently pushing me to sit between his legs. It had me falling back, hitting the arm of the chair. One of his hands lightly rubbed my back, close to tickling it was so light.

"I wanted to believe your story, a virgin selling herself to save some house. But then you got to your knees so easily. Now I have to check and see if it's true."

I didn't understand, nor really hear because his other hand was on my upper thigh pushing it to the side. The leg he pushed fell off his lap and his hand moved to my crotch. I sucked in a heavy breath when he stuck his finger inside me but I still felt breathless. He was searching, feeling around with his eyes on mine. I didn't dare look away, searching him as he searched me. It allowed me to see his eyes change. They went from light gold to dark brass as I watched.

I was no longer paying attention to his probing which was why I didn't notice right away when it changed from searching to teasing. He was fingering me, pumping two fingers in and out of me at a torturously slow pace. My body responded regardless of my surroundings, feeling slick around his fingers. His thumb pressed to my folds, finding my clit and my head went back slowly from his attention. My eyes closed and I found myself enjoying every sensation. Especially when I felt his lips on my neck, kissing, licking, and nipping at my pulse.

All of it suddenly stopped and he lifted me up in his arms. It was so fast, it left me spinning until I hit the bed. Now he was stripping before me and my nerves returned. As naked as me, I took in his body similarly to how he took in mine. Traveling over his shoulders, his silvery strands dancing on them as he moved, down his defined chest and abs, all the way down to the V at his hips which pointed to his large and angry-looking penis. It was staring at me with its one eye and I struggled to breathe again.

He had his shirt in his hands, taking one of the sleeves and tying it around my wrist. He did the same to the other and then tied the rest of the shirt to his headboard, ripping it in half to make sure it was good and tight.

Hovering over me, he held his face inches from mine and searched my confused face. "So you don't scratch me. I don't want you marking me like some cat."

I was tempted to kick him off the bed. Like I was some kind of animal? Or that his body was more important than mine? What about the marks he was putting on me? His lips were on my neck again and traveling downward, leaving a trail of love bites in his wake.

When he got to my breasts, he took a hold of both of them, squeezing and rolling them around. He sucked on my nipple and I forgot about being mad even as I pulled hard on my restraints.

Stopping, he sat back and looked down at me, grabbing my thighs and pulling them apart. The tip of his cock rubbed my folds and pleasure began to mix with my nerves. It wasn't long before he moved his tip to my entrance, pushing in an inch at a time. He wasn't very deep but I still felt myself stretching around him as if I might rip apart. He hissed and stopped sinking, switching to pumping with his tip barely past my beginning.

"Kagome the virgin...so tight I could get off right here….but that wouldn't solve the issue would it?" My body vibrated around him, begging silently in my head for him to go deeper as his tip continued to tease me. He pushed a little deeper and stopped. "This right here, your hymen. I'm going to tear through it. Just like first place in a race."

I'd never believed things like hymens existed. When I looked it up once, I read that some women didn't have them. What if I'd been one of those women, born without a hymen? Would he call me a liar and throw me back into the auction house? Or would he still be halfway inside me, trying to fuck me?

Whatever the answer, I would never know as he thrusted in and took what innocence I still had away. My body reacted by arching off the bed with a whimper. It hurt but that had to be a combination of his size and the destruction of my hymen.

His hands were off my thighs now, placed on the bed beside my head as he towered over me. I blinked away a few tears to clear my vision while Tenoe panted above with a broad smile on his face. "And my prize for first? The tightest fucking pussy I've ever been inside." I pulled at my restraints again, this time wanting to smack him. "Inuyasha." He said plainly and I questioned him with my eyes. "That's my name. So you can yell it out when you come."

I twisted my hips, trying to push the cocky bastard off of me. He chuckled and twisted his hips as well, only he was thrusting in and out of me. The pain was gone in an instant, replaced with heat that billowed up from my walls as he rubbed them with his shaft, to my thighs and lower belly. Never had I ever been with a man and I barely knew this one, yet I was meeting his thrusts with my own and moaning without thought or care.

Sex was amazing.

Inuyasha was doing this thing with his hips, swirling his dick inside me while simultaneously thrusting in as deep as he could. I could actually feel his tip as it rubbed against my womb.

He stopped, pausing for a moment. I kept my eyes closed, still pulsing from his movements, my body begging for him to continue. "Kagome." I foolishly opened my eyes, only to find him running a finger up and down my skin right over my vagina. "I'm right here, right now.."

I kneed him and he laughed, going back to his thrusts. His movements began to become a little unsteady and he was groaning loudly over me. When he dropped to me, his pelvis pressing hard into my clit, it was like small explosions of ecstasy inside me. And they weren't removing anything, they were building to something more.

"Say my name, Kagome… when you come… I want you to… fucking scream it."

I was definitely going to scream, my orgasm building to unprecedented heights as Inuyasha continued to ram against me. I know I made sounds like 'AH' and 'HA' and even 'OH' as I came but I couldn't remember if I said his name. But I must have, Inuyasha grunting loudly in my ear as I squeezed around him. My walls were throbbing in rhythm with my calls as if my pussy was pushing them out of my throat. Or rather Inuyasha's cock was.

My mind went blank, white-hot, and stars were in my vision when I opened them again. Inuyasha was still on top of me, pulling at my restraints and loosening them. Free, I lower my stiff arms to my sides, all of me limp. A disgusting sound filled the room when Inuyasha rolled off of me, pulling his cock out of me at the same time. Then more ripping came from above my head. Inuyasha had his ruined shirt in his hand and wiped roughly between my legs with it. I twitched hard, feeling over-sensitive all over with the apex right where he was stroking, and whimpered. He was quick, pulling away and holding up the shirt. I took a peek, seeing wetness and a tiny bit of blood on it before closing my eyes again. I felt so exhausted.

"Don't sleep here," Inuyasha warned but where else could I sleep?

The bed moved and I forced my eyes open again. Inuyasha had his slacks back on, his back to me.

"You can't sleep here, Kagome."

There was sadness in his voice. Guilt. But I was angry. The guy just had sex with me, my first time, and I wasn't allowed to sleep in his stupid bed?

Rolling to my side away from him, I growled, "Screw you."

He sighed loudly and I felt the bed shift again. "You already did." Inuyasha wasn't trying to be funny which was good because I wasn't laughing. "I got… carried away. I'm sorry." Whatever the hell that meant, I knew I didn't like it, stewing more at the man I was quickly starting to dislike. "You can work at the club as a waitress. You can do that can't you? Take drink orders? Carry them on a tray?" The urge to kick him off the bed returned and I ignored his condescending questions. "Kagome, answer me!"

"Yes! I can carry a fucking tray!"

"Good!"

Silence fell over us again and I was drifting. Part of me wanted to fall asleep there to spite him but mostly, I was too tired to keep my eyes open anymore. But Inuyasha was serious about me sleeping elsewhere. Rolling me up in the sheet and lifting me out of the bed. I was in and out but the journey was short, going a few steps down the hall before depositing me in a different bed. It was smaller, I noticed, but soft and warm soon after it adjusted to my body.

"Aren't you going to wash?" Inuyasha asked even though I barely conscious. "Or at least put on some clothes?"

I huffed. Which was a mistake, something sliding out of me and down my thighs. "Wear what? All my clothes are back in your room."

I swear he growled and stomped over to the other side of the room. I wasn't watching though, enjoying the scene of the back of my eyelids too much. Something light fell on top me over the blankets I snuggled into. "Here. Put this on. And clean yourself up."

One door slammed open and another shut. Pretty sure he did that on purpose, making all that noise. It irritated me to the point of awake. That and the wetness between my legs was hard to ignore.

Sitting up, I found a long sleep dress left out for me and the door to a bathroom open. I took in the room now. It was small but finely dressed and far more than what I had living in the home. Gender-neutral whites dominated with a splash of blue here and there. The bathroom was private, connected to the room and nowhere else. With it fully stocked with shampoo and towels, I cleaned between my legs and inspected the rest of the room.

It was freaky. The dressers and closet had clothes in them. Not a lot but more than I expected and it was all for a woman. Had someone else lived in this room before me? Another sex slave?

It was even creepier when the panties I found fit, slipping them on under the nightgown Inuyasha picked out for me. Now I struggled to sleep because it was all too eerie. Everything about today was a lot and I was still processing. Probably why now, alone with my thighs and vagina throbbing, I cried.

This was my life now. I would allow myself to cry just this once about it and move on. I would accept it. Accept Inuyasha for who he was because there was no changing it now. With so little known, and what little I did was worrisome, I was at least thankful it was him. For some reason. It didn't even make sense to me but deep down I was okay with him being the one who bought me.

It could only be explained as acceptance.

And that's it. A bit rough, I know but hopefully a little hot? And intriguing? If you didn't like it that's cool just stop reading. Hopefully, you don't hate me now. Thanks for checking this out!