Kagome moaned quietly, forcing her legs tighter together, desperately trying to hold the vibrator from falling out, despite the slickness between her creamy thighs. The big, blue vibrator buzzed away, the deep, heavy waves coursing through her, working the phallus out of her hairless pussy.

'No, come on, hold it in, you can do this. Damn Sesshomaru, that bastard."

Her master, Sesshomaru, had put the vibrator in her, as he did every morning. But, on this particular morning, he hadn't followed it with the usual skimpy little lingerie he slid up her hips, but had left her without any form of underwear beneath the mini skirt she currently wore.

As she sat in the horribly dull economics class, Kagome tried desperately to both hold the phallus and keep her facial expressions in check. All around her, her classmates went about their lessons, oblivious to the girl's condition.

"Now, we're going to switch gears from our observation of free markets to the effects of the FDIC regulations on the stock market."

Whatever else the teacher said was lost on Kagome as she faded back to the vibrator. Her juices were letting it slip free, and it was about to fall. She could just reach down and try to shove it in, but then she'd be drawing attention to herself, and of course her owner had instructed her not to.

'No, no, no, hold it, come on. NO!'

With a plop, the big vibrator slid free of her soaked pussy and landed right on her book bag, still going strong, and vibrating the steel zippers, making them buzz. With a speed that would make even Sesshomaru proud, Kagome's hand darted down, grabbed it, and in one move shoved all eight thick inches of vibrator back up into her pussy.

Immediately, she bit back a whimper. That had hurt, and worse it had aroused her even more than she already was. Looking down at her book, she let her bangs cover her bright red face, hoping no one had seen or heard that.

But, sure enough, a few snickers and chuckles around her let her know that she'd been spotted, though thankfully the teacher's monotone had most people unconscious. Still, she'd just been spotted first dropping, then re-inserting a thick vibe into her aching, uncovered womanhood in the middle of an economics class.

And after five minutes of holding back tears, a quick glance at the clock showed she still had an hour left in the class. And the evil, bastardly vibrator was starting to slip once again.

~~~~~~Later That Day~~~~~~

How she had made it to his car with the toy inside her, Kagome would never know. It had almost fallen again, and only by skirting his rules, using the edge of her chair to somewhat discreetly nudge it back into her, creating a nice bit of racket as it rattled the chair in the process; had Kagome managed to keep the blue vibe in long enough to waddle out of the classroom, out the building and into the backseat of Sesshomaru's sleek, two tone gray and dark gray Rolls-Royce Phantom.

Kneeling on the carpeted floor between the front and rear seats, Kagome had her head, hands, and chest on the soft, supple wool; ass hiked up in the air for his ease of access. Sesshomaru had the pathetic piece of fabric she called a skirt flipped over, unveiling her round, smooth rear; her tight little anus and the snug, wet, pink folds of her womanhood peeking from between her creamy thighs.

Toying with the vibrator, Sesshomaru wore a casual smirk, adjusting his erection through the silk dress pants he wore while his other hand manipulated the blue phallus. She wasn't allowed to move, wasn't permitted to thrust back against the toy, anything but utter composure was grounds for punishment.

She wouldn't make it of course; there was another half hour still before her next class, and already she was on edge. He wouldn't let her over it either, but the torment of leaving her right on the brink; punishing her if she so much as thought about trying to push herself over, was something that Sesshomaru would never tire of.

"How wanton you are today miko, it seems you truly enjoy my cruelty."

"Enjoy it! You humiliated me in front of my entire class you bastard!" Kagome let the words out before her better judgment could reign in her temper. Immediately, the vibrator was switched off and pushed in to the hilt, Sesshomaru leaning back in the exceptionally comfortable leather seat.

"I did no such thing miko; I gave you a simple task to complete. Simply keep hold of a piece of my property, until I wished for it back. Your failure to satisfactorily complete such a basic task is the reason you humiliated yourself; should you have been more aggressive with the exercises I instructed you to make habit of, perhaps you would have fared better."

Sesshomaru had indeed tried to be kind, for himself anyhow. He had given her a pair of Ben-Wa balls to exercise and train her Kegel muscles with, and she had vehemently disliked using them, especially in public. If she didn't have the body control to hold the toy as a result, it was not his prerogative to adjust his desires for her shortcomings.

"What? Those stupid balls didn't do anything other than annoy me and embarrass me. Honestly, why do you even get off on this, making me drop a vibrator in the middle of an economics class?"

"To the contrary miko, they're quite proven to tone the muscles in your womanhood, and help give you greater control of them. As for why I 'get off' on this sort of thing, look at yourself. You cry and moan about my treatment, but here you are, kneeling like a good submissive, pussy sopping wet and begging for this Sesshomaru's length. You enjoy this just as much as I, even if you don't wish to admit it."

At that, Kagome felt the vibrator being slid free, and sighed with a mixture of relief and frustration, relief that the toy was out for the moment, frustrated that it hadn't gotten her to her climax. Taking a small tube of lubricant from his jacket pocket, Sesshomaru applied some to a finger and rubbed it against his miko's tight, pink anus.

He had her flush herself thoroughly every morning and evening, so that all of her was available to him, all the time. Sliding a finger inside, he worked the thick, clear gel in, gently stretching her anal ring with a second finger, before drawing them out and placing the vibrator, slick with her juices, to the tight ring.

"Please no, sir."

"Silence ningen, you have earned this and you know it. Now hold still, you are fidgeting far too much." Sesshomaru eased the toy in and flicked it on to a low setting, before producing a pair of spray cans, one with a red cap, one with blue. Taking the blue, he shook it, took the cap off, and sprayed it directly at his human submissive's eager and weeping sex.

Kagome felt the cool mist on her heated flesh, felt Sesshomaru's fingers expose her clitoris to a direct shot of the spray, then felt continued shots of it from the top of her pubic mound down and up to the phallus still lodged in her anus. Sighing as he set the can down, picking up the red one, Kagome knew from routine to turn over, presenting him with her hands.

Sure enough, with soft praise for her obedience, Sesshomaru blasted her hands with the other can, the spray-on liquid sticking to and drying in seconds. Once dry it was virtually non-existent, no oily sheen or dampness, no sticky or glossy feeling to her skin, not even a strange odor or stains when she touched her clothing.

The first time he'd used the cans, Kagome had honestly thought her straight faced, deathly serious master was bullshitting her. But, much to her dismay, the two chemicals were frighteningly effective; and with proper use, one of the greatest restraint systems or chastity devices ever created.

"Back in position. How much time do you feel you will need for your studies this weekend?" Sesshomaru reclined back into his seat, motioning her to slide her rear a bit closer to him as he rested his handmade Italian leather dress shoes onto her temptingly round ass. He let his heel press on the phallus as he lounged in the comfort of the ultra-premium luxury sedan, awaiting her answer.

"I…I don't know for sure, sir. From what I have so far, only a few hours to work on a paper and do some studying. But if these next two classes leave me with a big paper or exam, I may need the bulk of Saturday or Sunday to get everything done."

"Hmm, I did instruct you to be more diligent about your assignments and your studying during the week; I told you your weekends were my time, for you to service this Sesshomaru, not your laptop and three pots of coffee miko."

"My professors all choose to give assignments late in the week, I can't change that sir. And I've been servicing you all week, along with completing my assignments and studying as much as possible." Kagome groaned lightly as his heel pressed down once more on the phallus, driving the full eight inches into her rear passage.

"If you say so my miko. Regardless of the whims of your professors, tonight you shall be focused on this Sesshomaru and this Sesshomaru alone, understood." It was a statement, not a question, and Kagome made sure to nod obediently.

"You may have tomorrow to your school work, you have everything you require with you or at the penthouse?"

"Yes sir."

"Good, make no mistake though, I will leave you to your duties, but you will be in punishment, even if my methods are of a more passive nature to accommodate your needs."

"Yes, sir."

"And it should be quite clear to you, but you are not to masturbate and do not even think of orgasm miko. That applies to this weekend as well, until I say otherwise."

"Yes, sir."

"Now, you said you had studying to do, you are to go straight to the library and study until your next class. We will be back to pick you up afterwards." Sesshomaru removed his feet and flipped the bit of fabric back over her beautiful rear, after flicking the vibrator to a medium setting of course.

"Yes, sir." After composing herself, and trying to adjust to the big toy in her rear passage, Kagome slid up and opened the door to the ultra-luxurious sedan, eyeing the bulge in her owner's dress pants as she did. It was enough to make her wet, knowing the ferocious fucking she was going to receive later that night.

Not wet enough to reach between her legs to her aching clit though; nothing would get her to do that. The reason being Sesshomaru's ever exceptional senses, and his ability to detect when she was trying to deceive him. And of course, the awful spray he'd applied to her hands and her womanhood; the two chemicals were reactive to each other, like a two stage epoxy waiting to be mixed.

The crap lasted on her skin for hours, undetectable but largely non removable. If Kagome so much as strayed a finger down to her clit, the spots of skin where the chemicals met would be on fire in seconds. While not damaging, the compound formed when the two chemicals mixed creating a stinging, burning sensation that could last hours depending on when the spray was applied and when they were mixed.

Thus, the ningen knew to keep her hands off as the silver and gray Roller pulled off, her master relaxing within as he was driven. To a point anyway, the inu youkai leaning forward to rest his head near that of his driver.

"Take us round to the construction site, I want to make sure everything is progressing on schedule. And do try and drive like you have some hand-eye coordination, hanyou."

"Oh fuck you Sesshomaru, and take this stupid fucking thing off already! It's been weeks since you've unlocked it for fuck's sake…please."

Inuyasha complained, though Sesshomaru knew deep down that wasn't what the boy needed, even if removing the locked chastity device from his penis was what his brother desperately wanted. Leaning into his brother, Sesshomaru reached a hand round to gently grasp his baby brother's smooth throat lightly, taking in the beautiful half-demon's features.

"That, is not happening otouto. I must say though, did you smell how aroused Kagome was, I do think she needs to be thoroughly ravaged. Can you imagine how wet she's going to be tonight, how tight she'll be wrapped round my length."

"You're a bastard, you know that?"

"You love it otouto." Sesshomaru rested back in the seat, half tempted to have the boy pull over and suck him off. Though, the feel of release was greater when the buildup period was extended, and so Sesshomaru simply adjusted his tight pants once more, awaiting the evening when he'd tie Kagome down to the bed and pound into her, and Inuyasha for that matter, until he was thoroughly sated.

"Love that you took my girlfriend and locked my dick up? Yeah, thanks big brother."

"Inuyasha, you gave her to me and you know it. You two are both submissive, it was never meant to work between the two of you alone; you both needed an alpha to take charge. And as for that cock between your legs, that's mine to lock, and you're grateful for it.

You may wish to stroke yourself, but you know you love the horniness and the denial, and you know how good the orgasm is when I finally grant you one. Now keep that limited focus of yours on the road, and off that cock hanyou."

Not willing to admit the accuracy in his brother and master's statement, Inuyasha grumbled to himself and kept his eyes on the road, driving the V12 sedan towards the site of Sesshomaru's newest business venture. Adjusting his pants with one hand, Inuyasha felt the metal of the cock cage locked to his dick, desperately wanting to cum after three weeks without its removal. Shifting in his seat, he felt the most hated bit of it was well.

The urethral plug filling the inside of his manhood, fucking him while ensuring he couldn't fuck anything. It was grafted to the inside of the chastity tube, flush with the bulbous end and allowing for the safe release of his urine. The plug was smooth, polished stainless steel with a bulbous tip that had gone into his meatus. It extended deeper past the base ring that encircled his cock and balls and meant that pulling back out wouldn't happen.

Doing his best to ignore the steel locked on and in his prized bits, Inuyasha focused his attention on the road, guiding the long bonnet of the Roller towards Sesshomaru's newest casino complex. Traffic was thankfully light, and soon enough he was rolling the Phantom to a graceful stop on the dirt and gravel floor of the construction site.

Parking, he grumbled a bit to himself as he opened the rear door for Sesshomaru, the older sliding out gracefully and taking the keys from his young sibling's hand. Holding the rear door open a second, Sesshomaru gazed down at his more vertically challenged younger brother and let a small smirk grace his stripped face as he slipped the tailored sports coat from his brother's form.

"Pants and underwear off hanyou."