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Destructions Malice.	By : Jessykins Category: Bleach > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 10904 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Rukia awoke in someone’s arms, she bounced slightly as her carrier walked. She was blindfolded, her mouth was dry, a gag of some sort wedged between her lips. Her wrists and ankles were sore from the night before…they were both bound still. She remained very relaxed hoping to fool her captor into believing she was still unconscious. Rukia guessed she had only been out for a short time as she could still feel the filth of earlier experiences across her body. Her mystery carrier began going down, stairs…so many of them. By the time they reached the bottom Rukia was having trouble keeping her eyes open, she hadn’t realized how much it had all taken out of her.

“You should have slept woman.” Said that familiar voice suddenly, “now we are here and you will be awake for a good while.”

She couldn’t believe that it was the same bastard who raped her the night before, his voice was so calm…almost comforting. There was another voice in the room, Rukia found herself clutching her tormenter in a odd mixture of fear and embarrassment. She would curse herself for doing it later.

“Ah, I heard you brought something back with you.” Said the new voice, “I would have expected a finer specimen for such games Grimmjow.” Said the unrevealed Arrancar.

“Fuck you, do your job doctor or I’ll tear one of your lungs out and watch you die slowly.”

Rukia couldn’t help but notice how silent the “doctor” got after that. She squealed through her gag as she was set on an ice cold steel table. She tried to sit up to get some of the cool material off her skin, but one of them quickly pressed her back down. She whimpered lowly as goose bumps covered her body. As she lay squirming in her bonds she could hear the two move off into another room. She focused on listening to the low grumbles she could hear, but only bits and pieces could be understood. The shuffling of feet signaled their return, Grimmjow was still speaking as they came.

“Be done in two hours or Aizen will need to find new medical personnel.” His voice was ominous.

Rukia began to see how things worked…wherever she was. The strong bullied the weak, and the weak dealt with it…or they were killed. She hated the idea that a Shinigami had created such a place, such…evil.

Grimmjow’s voice was farther now, toward the way they had entered, “Two hours asshole.” He repeated, “The woman is mine…do only what is needed to her and no more.” His voice was low on volatile as he spoke, “I will keep you bleeding for days…if I sense you’ve done anything else.”

The doctor stuttered through all of his assurances, even after Grimmjow had clearly gone from the room he shouted that he could be…be…be counted on. But soon when the doctor was sure the Arrancar was well away he began cursing under his breath. He cu…cu…cu…cursed the bastard for being such an a…a...a…asshole. Rukia couldn’t help but smile to herself.

Her smile vanished quickly as her bindings were removed and repositioned so that her arms were over her head and legs spread to each corner of the table. Each rope tensed as the doctor turned a wheel attached to the table, Rukia groaned as each limp was pulled tense.

“Hmmm, Grimmjow had some fun with you didn’t he.” He spoke in a matter of fact tone. The sound of writing could be heard, “Left cheek bruised…right abdomen heavily bruised, scrapping on each thigh…”

He continued naming each and every injury she sustained, surprisingly none were very severe. There was a short time where she was alone, the doctor was either extremely quiet or he had gone somewhere far because not a single sound was heard the entire duration of his absence. Upon returning Rukia had to go through the displeasing experience of being washed. The bastard was very thorough, dragging a soft sponge across every inch of her body. She was thankful for the Arrancars threat in the end though, because it seemed to have saved her from any further humiliation. She was dried and the doctor moved on to bandaging her injuries. In the end bandages covered one ankle, both thighs almost completely, a small area below her breasts and her right hand. She was impossibly uncomfortable, extremely embarest and humiliated to boot, but she was cleaned and her injuries were taken care of.

The doctor vanished again, this time for what must have been at least a half hour, because it was just enough time to fall asleep. She awoke again only to find herself now upright in a chair. Her arms were bound securely to each armrest; her legs were spread again, almost to the point of discomfort. Along with what was becoming the normal restraints were plates forcing her head to turn to the left and remain there. Rukia guessed the Arrancar would be returning soon as it must have been at least a bit over an hour since he left.

“Awake I see, should have stayed asleep.” The doctor rattled a table in front of her, “Oh well…will be more fun this way anyway.

That made her nervous right off the bat, but she was not prepared for what was actually going to happen. She let out a harsh yelp as cold steel clamped down on her right nipple, his grip was painful. She groaned helplessly into her gag as he adjusted them on her flesh until he was satisfied. The pin that forced its way through her small mound shot pain to her very core. A muffled scream forced its way around the gag, she quivered in her bindings as he inserted a thicker rod through. The doctor only chuckled as her began repeating the process for her remaining breast. Rukia panted heavily as he finished the second piercing, both breasts were tingling with pain.

A single elongated finger flicked at each of the new additions to the girls body instantly extracting low moans of pain…laced with a hint of pleasure. Rukia’s cheeks burned red already, her eyes had softened and her body shook uncontrollably. She tried to focus tried to do anything from stop this burning feeling consuming her entire being. She had a brief inkling of the dampness between her legs, but dismissed it before she had time to be embarest.

“Ah…They are working well already I see.” The doctor lightly slapped her cheek to bring her attention into check “The jewelry I’ve installed sends streams of reitsu directly to nerve centers of your body.” He chuckled, “You can probably tell that it is a very special kind of rietsu.”

Rukia hardly understood him, all she knew was that pressure was already building in her abdomen. She felt the hollows hand on the small rods again, and suddenly all the pleasure vanished. She wiggled her hips slightly and moaned into her gag, she wanted more of that feeling…it was so total, so…wonderful.

“I think Grimmjow would kill me if you were useless to him before he got you back Shinigami, so quit making those disgusting noises.”

Rukia listened and tried to keep quiet, but she was still out of breath remnants of the intense pleasure lingering. She faintly heard the rattling of the table again, and felt him add something to each piercing. She winced behind her blindfold as the hollows fingers clasped the hood above her clitoris. The cold steel pinched the sensitive flap of skin and she began shaking in anticipation. She both feared and wanted it, the blinding pain would be replaced with pleasure…and if it was intense before, she wouldn’t be able to stand it this time.

The pain was more intense then she expected, every muscle in her body tensed as it poked through. Her restraints groaned as they attempted to restrain her, she could hear the faint creak of a bending bolt…and then the needle popped out the other side and almost all the pain vanished. She gasped for air around her gag as her body settled back to the chair. This time there was no burst of pleasure as he inserted the rod, even as he added another piece to it no reprieve was given. She was thoroughly out of breath now, and with the gag filling her mouth it was hard to catch up at all.

The doctor left with the tray she had heard, this time she was gone for almost twenty minutes. Rukia was thankful she could finally catch her breath.

“…I’ll be the judge of that…doctor…” said a familiar voice entering the room, his familiar arrogance as evident as ever..

The doctor was already stuttering, “I…I…I promise, you be pa…pa…pa…pleased.” He struggled, “she responded very we…we…we…good to the devices.”

Rukia knew the devices were the piercings, and her curiosity forced her to wonder how they worked. He felt familiar hands on her chest, they explored the new additions casually flipping them about between fingers. The Arrancar made no notion of approval as his hands slipped between her legs to tug on that addition playfully.

“The bitch needs something, these things just aren’t doing it.” He spoke down at her, still toying with the bar above her genitals. “Get the kikai…”

Rukia began getting frantic again, what machine could he possibly mean. She heard the doctor moving something large from a corner of the room. She heard Grimmjow mumbling to himself and shuffling about.

He spoke calmly “I want it here…” his finger drew a small line with a finger from just under her right eye to mid cheek.

Rukia shivered at his touch, but it was only momentary. The machine was clamped to the side of her head and strapped down firmly. The strap around her head was so tight she already felt a headache developing. A light humming filled the room, the machine vibrated strongly rattling her teeth as it did so. She felt a cool liquid fill the area Grimmjow had outlined. The machine shuddered and resumed, all the vibrations ceased and it began running quietly. A new mechanism contacted her cheek, it wasn’t exactly painful…but very discomforting. It moved back and forth quickly, steadily building in speed as it drew down her cheek.

The machine was drawn away abruptly. A towel wiped down the remaining liquid on her face. Grimmjow said nothing as he unstrapped her and carried her away. She was oddly comfortable now, maybe her mind just preferred his caress to the doctors boney fingers. She found herself back on a rather comfortable bed much faster then anticipated, he was in a hurry. Rukia lay there for a while listening to the man move about the room, moving what sounded like furniture from one side of the room to the other. Rukia jumped as his warm hands suddenly caressed her cheek, he unsnapped the binding holding the ring gag to her face and pulled it away. Rukia remained quiet and thoroughly flexed her jaw trying to get the inside of her mouth wet again.

She was lifted from the bed again, this time coming to rest in the mans lap. She blushed as her back touched his chest…which was admittedly arousing. Not to mention the large bulge beneath her, she was glad he was still mostly clothed. She winced as he pulled each leg to the side, securing them to each armrest respectively. He let the blindfold slip down to hang around her neck, the light of the room was blinding. She had been in darkness for so long it seemed like she would never adjust to it. Eventually her eyes began to focus though, what she found surprised her. He had seated them in front of a very tall mirror, giving a full view of her body. Her eyes widened at the additions to her, the piercings each had small metal rings hanging from them. But those could heal, could be taken off…the mark now on her cheek however was not as easy a fix. She couldn’t believe what he had done to her, it was humiliating.

Rukia muttered the word written in calligraphy on her right cheek, “Dorei…”

Grimmjow’s smile was evident over her shoulder, “You are my servant woman, my slave…my handwriting is now in plain sight, No other may lay a finger on you.”

Rukia was near tears. How could she return to her home like this, how could she show her face ever again? Tears turned to overwhelming pleasure as the Arrancars hands grasped the rings hanging from each nipple. Shots of pleasure spun through her body almost instantaneously, she wiggled against the man as his fingers toyed with her. She could hardly tell what he was doing to each breast, her mind was blank hardly reading any feeling but pleasure.

She cried out loudly as his fingers fell between her legs, the ring there actually felt as though it were vibrating. She squirmed against him, spasms of pleasure forcing each movement as his fingers slid inside her. Her head fell back against his shoulder, every moan, whimper or cry of ecstasy fell directly to his ear. He only seemed to do more, his fingers slid deeper exploring her depths…massaging every oh so sensitive centimeter. One hand tugged roughly on the piercing in one nipple, the pain was intense due to how new they still were.

His voice penetrated her soul, “Only I can grant you your release…” his tone utterly sensual.

She was so close, her entire body rhythmically gyrating in his lap. Her hips rocked forward against his fingers trying to get more. Yet just as she was about to climax, just as all that pressure was going to release is fingers pulled away. She was shocked, how could he stop! She spoke in broken moans and in between breaths.

“Please…please, finish me…please!” she pleaded weakly with her tormenter.

Grimmjow did not finish her though, instead he simply flipped open the bindings around her wrists. Rukia was stunned, she was free…But she did not fight or attack. Instead…both hands jutted forward and quickly delved between her legs. She was rabid, fingers from both hands found there way inside her. She massaged herself wildly, every fiber in her body yearned for that release. Release was exactly what she got, her back arched against the Arrancar and a familiar spray shot from her slit. When she finally fell limp against her captor the mirror was spattered with her climax. Her sex was practically on fire, her legs felt numb; she had never come so hard in her life.

The Arrancar was audibly laughing, “That’s a good slut.” He casually snapped his fingers and the powerful sensations came to an end. “look at this mess you made, I bet you are to tired from your little display to clean it up to huh?”

Rukia didn’t even answer, her body was shaking. The Arrancar chuckled as he released her legs from the chair, each limply flopped in front of her. She felt the cool bed against her skin, and couldn’t remember a pillow feeling so wonderful in her entire afterlife.

“I’ll see you later little Shinigami, we have much to do.”

As Rukia fell into a deep sleep she recognized the closing of a door, she was alone again.

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RiddimMistress-thanks for leaving a review. I enjoyed writing that part as much as you enjoyed reading it ^_^

VioletEyes- Yea this fic is a tad on the darker side, and will probably continue on that path. Will everything work out in the end? YES! Will it be what your expecting probably not, I guess that’s the fun of a work in progress, I don’t even really know where it’s going to end up.

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