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Vegeta awoke with a start. His was completely naked and suspended from
the ceiling, his hands
shackled above his head and a thin metal bar wedged his legs apart.
Well I can fix that he
thought with a smirk. He tried to pull his wrists apart, but it didn't
go as he expected. No matter
how hard he tried the bonds wouldn't break. Even when he powered up
and sent a ki blast at
the chains, the bright ball of energy just fragmented as it bounced
off the chains. After several
minutes of struggling, and exhausting most of his attacks, the exhausted
warrior hung limply from
his bonds, no closer to freedom than he was before.
"Chikushou, what the fuck are these made out of?!?" He heard the click
of boot heels
approaching him from behind. "My newest invention. How do you
like them Vegeta?" He knew
that voice!! "Release me at once woman. Maybe, I'll let you live!"
She stepped into his field of
view.
It was Bulma, but she was dressed so strangely. All she was wearing
was a breast-lifting corset
of royal blue and thigh hugging jet black boots. Her glorious aqua
hair tumbled over one smooth
shoulder. He tried to ignore to the curl of desire forming in his stomach.
She gave him smirk not
unlike his own and tossed her hair back over her shoulder. "No."
Vegeta was not used to hearing no for an answer. "You will do as I say
woman!!!"
Unbelievably, she laughed at him and whipped him across the nipple
with the riding crop she'd
been tapping against her leg. "You're not the one charge here Vegeta.".
Vegeta felt a small
flutter of fear mingle with the fury deep in his being. He couldn't
get himself out of this situation
and his attempts to intimidate Bulma into freeing him were obviously
not going to work. He
couldn't understand why this was happening. He and the girl often
argued, but she was never
cruel, never this kowaii.
She stepped closer to him and he tensed waiting for another blow. Instead
she trailed her hot
little tongue across the welt her blow had created. "Mmm that's better.
You're going to bow to
me before this night is done." He growled at that statement,
"I bow to no one!" She gave
another evil little laugh as she twisted his nipples, hard. He couldn't
stop himself from hissing at
the pain. "Hontou?, we'll see my little slave." she whispered.
She trailed her tongue along his chest. Then suddenly grabbed a handful
of hair, whipping his
head back as she bit deeply into the place his shoulder and neck met,
breaking the skin. He
cried out, then groaned as she began to lap up his blood. He fought
against the sensual
onslaught, but waves of ecstasy continued to course through him. He
tried his best to deny it,
but the pain she was causing him didn't dampen his lust for her, it
increased it.
Her hand circled behind his back and pressed into the indentation where
his tail had been.
Vegeta began to moan. The pressure building within him was painfully
exquisite. She curled her
other hand around his cock and began to stroke him. "Say it Vegeta,
say you're my slave, and
I'll let you fuck me." He wanted to, how he wanted to, but his
pride wouldn't let him. "I will not
submit woman!" That earned him a sharp slap across his stiffening
erection, he grunted as
pleasure and pain twisted their fists in his gut.
She growled then smirked "Hmph, that's okay, we can play all night."
She lowered her head
dragging her hair across his penis as her hands squeezed his firm ass.
Vegeta's closed his eyes
and began to take gasping breaths as he felt her take him into her
mouth. She twisted his sack
and Vegeta yowled in pain. "Ah-ah my little prince, keep your eyes
open. You're going to
watch me." He felt tears spring to his eyes as a wave of black nausea
rolled through him, but he
did as she said. She leaned back in to her work and he started to forget
the pain as he watched
her suck him. Her pink lips glistening as she slurped his cock. The
mighty saiyan choked back
his moans. He hated the fact she could reduce him to this. She pulled
away from him and he
saw a thin string of saliva connecting his cock to her tongue.
Bulma moved behind him and he could feel her trailing small bites down
his back and across his
buttocks. Her tongue dipped into the dimple her hands had explored
earlier and he muffled a
cry of pure ecstasy. His cock began to throb violently. His body screamed
for him to give in,
and sink into her body. He wanted her underneath him. He wanted
to make her scream for
him. He wanted to empty himself into the very core of her being.
Her clever fingers slid up front
to encircle his member as her tongue continued to work it's magic.
"Dame! I can't, please..."
She sliced her sharp little nails across his chest leaving several shallow
scratches that began to
seep blood. "Sorry, Veggie-sama, but I have no mercy." She pulled
a chair in front of him and
sat down with her legs splayed wide. He could smell her clearly now,
and it was intoxicating.
She slowly trailed her hand from her breasts to the juncture of her
thighs. She spread the lips of
her vagina and he could see the glittering entrance to her womb.
"Come on Vegeta. It's all yours." she said dipping in her fingers. "I'll
let you do whatever you
want to me." the fingers began to slide in and out of her tight little
pussy. "All you have to do is
give in." Vegeta stifled his moan as he felt an odd tingling at the
base of his spine. His tail was
growing back! Bulma closed her legs and stood up. "Hmm, something new
to play with?" *Iie,
if she touches me there, I'll explode!!* Vegeta may not have
been able to move his arms or
legs, but his tail wasn't bound. He curled it tightly around his waist
to keep it from her questing
fingers.
"Oh, so you still want to play." She came up to him and rubbed her breasts
against his tail as her
tongue flicked across his nipples. "Mmm, so soft. I could definitely
have fun with this." She
brought her fingers up to his mouth and he sucked them clean of her
juices. She began biting his
chest again and he knew he couldn't take it anymore. "You win." he
whispered. "Nani? I didn't
catch that." He gritted his teeth and said "I'm your slave."
She smiled and pulled a small pouch
from the top of her boot. She withdrew a small key and freed
his legs. Then she pulled out a
small switch about the size of a car remote and the chains lowered
him just enough to touch the
floor. She reached above him and whispered in his ear...
"As agreed, I'm yours." and he felt his bonds fall away. He immediately
grabbed her and sunk
himself into her taking them both to the floor. He bit deeply into
her shoulder to drink the sweet
blood that poured into his mouth. She let out a feral growl of pleasure
pressing his head against
the wound, pistoning her hips to meet his thrusts.
"Oh yes!! Harder, harder!!" He wanted to feel more of her so he ripped
the corset off her body
never leaving the still flowing wound he drank from and wrapped his
tail around her waist. Her
boots soon followed and he felt her silken thighs wrap around him.
He felt her spasaming
around him and almost lost himself. But, it was too soon. He wanted
to break her, the same
way she had broken him. He slid a hand down to massage the hard little
nub of her clitoris. He
growled into her ear "I have no mercy either!" He drove her up again
and again until she was
mindless with the pleasure of it. His tail convulsed around her
and he knew it would mark the
delicate skin. Her screams and moans fired his passion. A soft golden
glow began to surround
them and his coal black eyes turned green. His hair shifted from raven,
to blond, back to black
and he cried out her name as he sought to find his release.
"Vegeta. Kuso, Vegeta wake up!!" The mighty warrior sat up as
he awoke, still throbbing from
the dream. "Vegeta, what's wrong? You were screaming my name."
Vegeta focused on Bulma.
She was standing beside him in a loose shapeless dorm shirt with a
look of concern shining in
her eyes. He reached out and lifted her shirt to see if he had marked
her. There was nothing,
nothing but her smooth skin and a soft thatch of violet and aqua hair.
He felt himself spasm as the remnants of his dream and the sight of
her finally let him come.
"Iya!!! Hentai!!" she screeched and slapped him hard across the face.
"Kuso!! I can't believe I
was worried about you!!"
He blushed, forcing away an image of sinking his tongue between her
legs, and stammered an
apology "Gomen nasai, I dreamed that I....that someone hurt you.
I just wanted to make sure it
really was a dream." Bulma gave him a condescending look, the kind
that meant she didn't
believe a word he was saying, but she suddenly brightened "Must
have been some dream,
you've scratched yourself silly." she said touching a finger to the
fresh wounds on his chest.
END
I just love dream sequences. Don't you?? By the way the
story I was referring to earlier was
"Untitled" at VEGETA'S
BEDTIME STORIES. Thanks for the inspiration Luisa!!
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