slavescream3

TITLE: Slave Scream
AUTHOR: Kichi
PAIRING (if applicable): B/V, V/C
RATING: NC-17
WARNINGS: Non-Consensual SEX AHEAD!!!
NOTES: Very AU. Set a few months after Bulma and Vegeta hook up (and in
Vegeta's past), so before Cell (who I am ignoring as if he doesn't exist) I don't
really know how strong Cooler is, I pretend the two movies Cooler's Revenge
and Return of Cooler do not exist.
ARCHIVE: www.geocities.com/kichisama666/index.html
SUMMARY: Cooler wants Vegeta as his sex slave and heads to Chikyuu to get
him. Lots of angst, and I know how everyone loves that.

3 - He hears but doesn't want to listen

     After he'd eaten, he went to his room and collapsed across a pile of blankets atop his bed. He was exhausted. His eyes were already drifting shut as he lay there when the door slid open behind him. He lifted his head from the mattress and growled low in his throat. It was the only warning he ever gave.
    "Ah, it is truly music to my ears." A new, but strangely familiar voice purred. He sat up with a barely smothered gasp and saw a short, compact figure in his doorway. He also noted the long, thick tail that waved mere inches above the floor. The lights flicked on and disgust rippled across his face as a member of the Ice-jinn race entered his room.
    "Who are you?" Vegeta snapped, even as dread filled him.
    "I am Cooler, your Master's elder brother." Vegeta snarled at the rank Cooler thought to fit him into.
    "I am no slave! I am the Prince of-"
    "Yes, I know. Of a planet that no longer exists. So if you want to be technical, then I was correct to begin with." Cooler said with a condescending smirk on his face. Vegeta growled low in his throat.
    "How dare you!" he hissed. Cooler's eyes widened almost comically before he burst into peals of laughter. Much to Vegeta's chagrin, it was several long moments before his mirth was spent and he was able to collect himself.
    "Oh you Saiyan ARE wonderful!" he said, clapping his hands in delight. "My brother doesn't know your real value! To have you as a common foot soldier of all things!" he sighed, shaking his head in regret. Vegeta's anger died and
was replaced by disquiet. He couldn't imagine why was Frieza's older brother was in his room speaking to him. And what did he mean by his real value? Cooler noticed the anger melt from his face, to be replaced by confusion. But he wasn't about to inform Vegeta of his plans, he was still forming them at the moment anyway. Seeing him there- probably naked under those blankets- renewed his desire tenfold. He had to have him. And maybe he wouldn't even
have to wait until he had him safely on his ship.
    Vegeta saw the sudden strange intensity in Cooler's eyes as he stared at the young saiyan. It completely unnerved him, but he couldn't do a thing about it. If he was Frieza's older brother he could probably kill him easily, and Frieza might not be able to stop him. As if he would anyway- Vegeta thought nervously.

    "The sooner you realize that you are property the better off you will be, Vegeta. But because my brother does not have the sense to use you properly- how could you know?" he shrugged as if the answer didn't matter. "I know your worth. Allow me to demonstrate-"
    At that Vegeta's eyes bulged and he scrambled away, falling backwards off his bed in his haste. Cooler grinned and pounced on him, tearing away the blankets to reveal the boy's prone, trembling, and quite naked form. He licked
his lips hungrily and bent low to taste his skin. He licked along the Saiyan's trembling jaw, grinning as Vegeta tried to pull away. He slid his arms around the young Prince's small waist immensely enjoying the fear that blossomed in his
eyes.
    "Let me go." Vegeta gasped, his eyes beginning to shine.
    "No, I must have you." Cooler murmured trailing kisses from his jaw down to his chest, stopping at each nipple and swirling around it with his tongue.
    Vegeta was desperately trying not to cry out, not to tremble, but he could only keep his jaw clenched and his lips sealed tight.   His body was shaking so hard, it was starting to hurt. Every muscle in his body was painfully taut. Cooler grabbed his wrists and pinned them behind him, his grip not tight enough to hurt him, but firm and unyielding.
    Vegeta's vision began to blur and he shut his eyes quickly, shaking his head briefly. He would not shed a tear! He would not! Nothing anyone did could hurt him. Not even this- whatever this was. He felt sick and horribly shamed, but
he would not shed a tear.
    Cooler's kisses slowly went lower and lower and Vegeta cringed, trying to squirm away. Cooler suddenly released his wrists and turned gripping his ankles. The tip of his purple tail coiled around Vegeta's waist and he was suddenly flipped over on his stomach. Before he could react, Cooler's hands were on his tail and suddenly his tongue was bathing the flesh just below his tail before sliding into his butt-crack.   Vegeta gasped, his features contorted in disgust, and then his trembling fingers fisted his unruly mane of hair. Cooler flipped him again, his tongue still massaging him between his legs. Then his balls were next. Cooler licked and sucked them, releasing small moans as he did. Vegeta put his hand over his mouth to hold back his cries as the sensation those icy lips were producing made him gag. His stomach clenched in revulsion as Cooler went further still and suddenly his cock was in the Ice-jinn's mouth.

    The boy underneath him jerked violently and attempted to escape. Cooler's lips curved up around the flaccid length in his mouth and grabbed the boy's tail. Vegeta froze instantly his eyes wide and shimmering. "Are those tear I see in your eyes, Saiyan no Ouji?" Cooler purred. The boy's face hardened in resolve and he shook his head once. And then he regained his composure as if he'd never lost it. He wasn't moaning in ecstasy as Cooler had hoped, but he was bent on changing that. But first- He resumed his attention to the piece of meat in his mouth. It was not cooperating at the moment. His tongue began to swirl around the tip and he drew the whole length into his mouth and began to suck.

    What was he doing?! It- the Gods help him! It was starting to feel good. One hand began to caress his tail in a way he'd never felt before, it didn't hurt in the slightest, in fact it was making another part of him have a curious reaction. As Cooler's lips and tongue caressed his shaft and the hands stroked his tail his cock began to throb in response and grow hard. His eyes widened in horror and embarrassment. How could his body betray him? He was beginning to feel pleasure from this-! This whatever it was. He knew it was not right. He knew it. But his body was beginning to disagree. How could this happen! It wasn't fair. It felt good! Why wasn't Cooler hurting him? The pressure from the lips and tongue increased and so did Vegeta's breathing. And suddenly a moan escaped him. He bit his lip and tossed his head. The pleasure was becoming unbearable!It was- he was-

    The boy was ready. His cheeks were flushed and he was beginning to sweat. His cock was hard and throbbing and tasted marvelous. But he could do better. He unwound his tail from the boy's waist and his free hand cupped his balls and began to massage them. Another groan tore from Vegeta's throat. Now to end this and make him mine- Cooler thought in triumph. He slid the tip of his tail into the young Prince's ass and deftly massaged his prostate. He sucked harder on the boy's throbbing shaft and felt them being lifted as Vegeta suddenly arched underneath him and released a wild cry of pleasure.
    Cooler quickly swallowed the seed that spilled into his mouth and pulled back with a triumphant grin. The saiyan before him was a boy no more. He flipped him onto his stomach and gripped the slim hips and lifted them to meet his own. The young Prince again tried to resist, trying to pull away from him. He wound his tail around Vegeta's thigh and gripped his hips harder until the Saiyan stilled beneath him. He pulled his cock out and rubbed the flaccid length against the cleft of Vegeta's ass and smiled as the saiyan squirmed again.
    "Selfish Saiyan." Cooler said, with laughter in his voice. "So willing to receive pleasure, but not to give any in return. Well a proper slave must serve his master in all ways. As you will soon find out."
    "No!" Vegeta cried and powered up.

    He would not submit to this! What had just happened was more than enough! And his reaction had been humiliating and unforgivable! He had to escape with something intact. And at the moment his pride was taking a lashing. His aura flared and then he felt slim, icy fingers right below his ear. Sudden pain flashed through him as Cooler stabbed the pressure point on his neck. His aura flickered and died moments later as the other hand gripped his tail, just tight enough to cause discomfort. A moment later Cooler's shaft was sliding in between his legs, the tip brushing against his sack and growing hard as it slid back up.
    Vegeta shivered and closed his eyes praying for it to end.

    Cooler trembled in ecstasy. He nudged his tip in that tight, hot entrance and then slid the head in. Vegeta gasped and his body went rigid. Cooler's hands slid down and he bent forward, his hands capturing Vegeta's sack and massaging lightly as he withdrew from the heavenly tight heat.
    He flipped the Saiyan on his back again and used both hands to stroke his flaccid length and tantalizingly soft balls. Then he released him and wrapped his arms around the Prince's knees and positioned him before thrusting his tip inside the tight, hot Saiyan flesh. Vegeta grimaced again, his muscles locking again. Cooler grinned and slid his length in deeper, slowly as the tightness increased. He moaned low in his throat as he withdrew almost completely. He thrust his hips again, faster, the friction making his cock throb.
    Vegeta grunted in pain, but he barely heard it. The pleasure was intense and he began to thrust quickly in and out watching Vegeta cock jump as his slammed into him. He grabbed the neglected length and began to pump his arm,
grinning as the royal cock hardened again.

    Vegeta's hands flew up to cover his face as shame washed over him. How could this happen again?! This creature was repulsive and detestable for the things he was doing to him and yet his lower half was taking no note of his mental anguish. How was it possible? Was it him? Was there something wrong with him? He felt his eyes burning again as Cooler began to thrust faster and his hand began to stroke him harder. His shameful cock was throbbing again and for a moment he was hoping for that spasm of pleasure that robbed him of thought. He bit his lip as his own thoughts began to betray him. He didn't want this! Cooler lifted his hips higher and began a heated assault on that spot inside of him that filled him with undreamt of pleasure. Another moan flew from his lips even as he tossed his head to deny it. But he could not ignore the intense pleasure he was feeling. If only it was someone else doing it! Anyone! He moaned again, but not in pleasure.

    Cooler began to thrust slower, so close the coming, but not until his little monkey came again. He pulled out with a hiss and lay Vegeta flat on his back and bent low, he released Vegeta's cock and admired it for a moment as it stood proudly. Then he spit on his hand and gripped it again, pumping faster. Vegeta said something in his native tongue and Cooler smiled as the words flowed from his mouth like strange music. He bent low and began to lick the prince's balls, stopping to grin as the Saiyan's hips began to thrust. He resumed his actions slowly stroking his own cock with a free hand. He slid his tail up Vegeta's ass again to tease his pleasure spot.
    Seconds later a cry erupted from the beautiful Saiyan as his seed erupted and landed in hot puddles on his stomach.
    "Allow me." Cooler grinned and lapped it off of his perfectly sculpted torso. Vegeta's eyes were closed and his lovely face was flushed. His brow was knotted and his teeth were clenched as he sucked in heaving breaths. Cooler could wait no longer.
    He wrapped his arms around Vegeta's knees, buried himself inside the tight heat, and began to thrust quickly. Kami, he had delayed this for too long! But some part of him wanted Vegeta to be a willing servant. And if he had to delay his pleasure to do it, then it was a small price to pay. For a moment he slowed his pace again, drawing out almost all the way before plunging back in with a delighted moan. He did that several times, each thrust teasing him with completion. But he wanted to savor this, as he knew he would each time he was with his exotic pet. To hell with Frieza, this young morsel was going to be his, and soon he would love it. Frieza couldn't do a thing about it.
    Cooler released one leg to roam his hand over Vegeta's hard flesh. He stopped to caress each nipple as he slowly thrust in and out. The sweet torture grew too much and he resumed his earlier pace. After a few quick thrusts he pulled out and turned Vegeta around so he sat up and the lowered him onto his erect shaft.   Neither moved as Cooler's cock throbbed inside the Saiyan. Cooler began to kiss and lick the dark olive skin of Vegeta's neck and both hands clasped the furred tail and began to stroke from base to tip. Vegeta gasped as pleasure again raced through him and he began to grow hard once more. He groaned in dismay and tried to stop his shameful reaction. He was debasing himself in the worst way. He grit his teeth as Cooler released his tail and gripped his waist, lifting him a bit and releasing him to slid back down his shaft. "No!" Cooler gasped and pulled Vegeta off of him, tossing him on the bed like he weighed nothing. "I need more!" Vegeta took the opportunity to try and escape, leaping off the bed but he hadn't gotten more than one step before Cooler appeared in front of him. He grinned and shoved Vegeta onto the bed and jumped on top of him, quickly positioning the Saiyan and thrusting deep inside again. Vegeta snarled in fury as Cooler lifted his hips and again battered his prostate. His cock grew harder and he closed his eyes, turning his face away.

    Cooler released a crazed moan and began to pump as hard and fast as he dared. He couldn't risk damaging his prize with too much force, but the pace he had set at the moment was rapidly drawing him back to the brink. He drew each stroke out as far as possible before slamming back into his Saiyan's tight heat and with a savage cry he climaxed. His hips thrust a few more times before withdrawing completely and collapsing with a sigh.
    "That was excellent." He purred. He turned to gaze at his young prince affectionately and noted with some surprise that Vegeta was staggering toward the bathroom. He easily caught him and was further surprised when the Saiyan began to struggle.
    "Let me go! You've done enough already! Aren't you satisfied yet?!"Cooler frowned.
    "How dare you! I gave you pleasure and you spurn me still! You should be more than grateful that I didn't just take my please without a care to your well-being. Vegeta suddenly laughed, his eyes wild in amazement.
    "You gave me shame and humiliation! Nothing else. Now leave my rooms so I can clean your fucking stench off of myself!"Cooler paled a moment before fury took him.
    "You little brat! You little lying brat!" He hissed. Vegeta's face was the perfect picture of rage.
    "How dare you-!" he began before Cooler shoved him, knocking him to the floor.
    "I made you come twice little prince. I've tasted your seed. You. Lie." He stated in a tone that brooked no argument. Vegeta snarled and spit in his face. Cooler merely wiped it away with a smile. "I see. Third time is the charm after all." He said and without any warning had Vegeta on his back and his mouth captured the Saiyan's flaccid length and began to lick and suck feverishly. He again, fondled Vegeta sack and tail while his own tail slid up Vegeta's ass and tickled his pleasure spot.
    It was over in minutes. Cooler pulled away at that last moment and pumped Vegeta to completion with his hand. His seed again splattered across his torso, but this time Cooler made sure he saw it and understood. "This is the only pleasure you will every feel. It is the only one worth feeling. And I made you feel it. Never forget that." He said with a smirk.   He released Vegeta and stood, his tail waving slowly behind him. He turned and headed to the door.
    Before he hit the release on the lock he turned and smiled at Vegeta who had not moved from his spot on the floor. His eyes were wide and shining again."Soon you will know your place, Vegeta." He promised as to door slid open. He turned with a grin and walked down the hall.

    Vegeta stared at the closed door for several minutes. His mind was a riot of shame and rage and astonishment.
    How did he dare to do that? Or did he just know that Vegeta would never, never tell anyone what had just happened? His insides began to twist again and his vision blurred. He felt wetness begin to slid down his cheeks and reached up to touch his face. His tears covered his fingertips and he moaned as he felt another reason to be ashamed. He was crying like a weak woman! It was disgraceful. But once he had realized he was shedding tears, they began to flow harder and his whole frame began to shake. He lurched to his feet and staggered to the shower. He slumped to his knees at the faucet and turned it on as hot as it could go and shivered as the water began to rain down on him.He slowly stood and began to scrub himself with soap, cleaning every inch of his body several times before he was satisfied that he carried no trace of Cooler's scent. He stepped out of the shower, feeling physically clean, but he grimaced again suddenly as shame flooded him and again his eyes began to leak tears.
    He tore the sheets off of his bed and threw them in the corner then made sure his door was locked and returned to his bed.
    His tears spent themselves after a moment and he felt hollow inside. And he was thankful.
    He closed his eyes and prayed that he could forget what had happened.

TBC...

Ahem.. I think I enjoyed writing that a little too much, heheh.