Into the Heart of Hell

Chapter 1

She was scared. At least, she looked scared. She was frozen in place, it seemed. Her eyes were wide, her back was against the wall, and she continued to glance from him, to his hand beside her head; trapping her where she stood, and back again. However, anyone who knew her, knew them; or anything or their relationship, would know that her look of fear was only present to help arouse and excite him. Whether she wanted it to or not.

Neuro looked down at her, a sinister smile adorning his features. One hand was beside her head on the wall, trapping her between him and the corner that she had unknowingly backed herself into. The other was at his mouth, wiping away the acidic drool that had gathered there.

"Yako...." He said slowly, sensuously, his eyes glowing a demonic, yet beautiful, florescent green and black shade. How he loved to toy with her on his perfectly planned daily basis. It was true, sex was a pert of their life. A binding privilege for her in their relationship as a Master and his slave. But Neuro had never suspected this. Never even factored in what would happen should she come her now, looking simply for a misplaced school bag. He had never even thought about her returning at a time like this.

Mating season. The time when Yako simply cleaning her ears with a Q-tip could get Neuro off, whether he wanted it to or not. The time when the self control he normally had during sex, no matter how little self control it may have been, would not be pushed away; forgotten about deep in the crevasses of his lust controlled, instinctual mind.

"N-Neuro....." She stuttered out, backing even harder into the hall behind her, feeling extremely intimidated. "W.....W-Why are you l-looking at me l-like that?" She asked, her growing fear and nervousness slowly becoming more and more visible.

"I..." He said, his voice dark, menacing, but still highly sexy. Just like it always was. "I specifically told you not to come back here until tomorrow, louse." He said, the lustful looking in his eyes growing. "You...... you deliberately disobeyed me, Slave!" He growled, his finger breaking through the wall beside her head on his final word.

Yako jumped to the side, flinching when her shoulder hit the wall beside her. "N-Neuro...... I....I don't understand. What..... What's gotten into you?!" She asked desperately, a tear sliding slowly down her cheek.

And then, something changed about him. His instinct took him over, and his mind only registered one thought. 'My mate is scared. If I am to arouse her, I must do something different...' With that, he leaned forward slowly, licking the tear away. She flinched from the slight acidic sting that always seemed to linger in his saliva while he was awake, and then slowly turned to look up at him.

His eyes were still their strangely beautiful shade of green, but they were not as menacing as before. They still held the stern gaze of a Master addressing his slave, but they were not nearly as harsh or unforgiving. He leaned in, and kissed her lips very, very gently, smirking as he felt her relax slightly. "Mating season, louse." He said simply, pulling her to him in a strong hug, nipping on her neck gently. It made her shiver and whimper out a weak moan, which made him groan; his member throbbing for her. "It is inevitable, louse...." He said to her, making it clear that she was not leaving this building again until he was satisfied.

She nodded her head weakly, wrapping her arms around his waist, laying her head on his chest gently. She was scared. That was obvious. She knew that this charade of Neuro's, this gentle toned persona, would never last. Or, at least, it would not last long enough.

Neuro smirked. She was submissive. He liked that. It made it all the more easier for him to get what he wanted. He picked her up bridal style, carrying her to the back of the office, where his bed was located. He plopped her down rather roughly, quickly taking of his eccentric blue jacket, leaving him in just his pants and whit undershirt. He was smirking down at her again, drowning his eyes in the wonderful sight what was her, sprawled nervously on his bed, completely at his mercy.

He walked forward, leaning over her, placing his finger between her breasts. "Humans need this for sex..... yes? This 'foreplay', that seems to make you human females aroused..." He said, running his finger slowly down her torso, to her abdomen, and then to the lining of her skirt and underwear. He then curve his finger upward, slowly lifting her sweater like shirt up and over her breasts. Her breathing had sped up slightly, and she nervously sat up, allowing him to remove the annoying article of clothing.

He stared at her with a somewhat blank expression. It made her nervous, as if he was displeased with what he saw. And he was. In one swift motion, he reached his hand down, ripping her bra from her chest, and then tossing it to the side. "There...." He said confidently. "Much better."

Yako, however, was less than pleased. Her hands flew to her chest almost as fast as his had, and she was covering herself from his relentless eyes, blushing slightly. "Neuro!" She cried. "What the hell?!" She exclaimed, immediately regretting it.

The look on Neuro's face said it all. No one talks to him in such a way. He grabbed her hands, prying them apart and pinning them above her head. He then leaned forward, getting right next to her ear. "How dare you, a louse....my slave..... hide yourself from me. You she be grateful that I even consider giving you this privilege." He said, her hands now bound to the bed by cuff and chain. "And you shall address me as 'Master'. Nothing else." He said, pinching and tweaking her nipples gently.

"N-No! Neuro, stop it!" She cried, kicking out at him.

Neuro smirked menacingly. His eyes glowing even brighter than before. He moved out of the way of her aimless kicks easily, and then grabbed her head with his hand; as he so often did, applying pressure in all the right places to send her mind swirling into a river of pain.

"You think I'm joking, louse? You will call me by the title of 'Master' and nothing else, is that clear?" he asked demoniacally, applying more pressure still.

"Yehhhh......y-y-y-yes...m-m-master..." She stuttered through the pain and futile struggling, her eyes starting to roll into the back of her head.

Neuro released her head then, smirking down as her, wiping away the drool of his excitement again. "Good." He said simply, as he started to message her breasts again, twisting the nipples ever now and again, but never gaining a pattern.

He continued like this for about fifteen minutes, constantly watching her reactions, always registering just what got him the reaction he wanted from her. And then he stopped, only for a moment, to remove his undershirt. Yako blushed deeply, and looked to the side to hide her face. He then moved his right hand slowly down her stomach, the fabric of his glove tickling her skin, and slipped it under her skirt and panties. He stroked her gently, ravishing in the fact of how wet he had made her. He flicked his finger over her clit a few times, testing her reactions. The moans that they produced was the sweetest sound he had ever heard. But she still was not ready. Not for his instinctual self, oh no. She was far from being ready for this part of him. He smirked down at her as he slipped one of his guarded fingers into her, cooing gently. "I'm going to enjoy this, Slave. And as your body betrays to me..... so are you."

Authors Notes: Well..... I finally did it!~3 I hope everyone liked it. It's far from done. I hope that you all turn out to be fans of mine. This is my first story, so please don't be too hard on me. Reviews are love, signed reviews are honored! Let me know what you guys might want to happen later in the story. You never know, it might just get put in there. ;)