Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ captured ❯ Goku's mother? ( Chapter 2 )

Bulma had been thrilled to hear of Goku's early months of life, with a woman who seemed to honestly love and care for him. She also offered to take her in though she was a free woman she did reside on Turlies property and would be willing to “plea an agreement of labor” so she could stay with her. Though Bulma was not thrilled of staying and working for Turlies she didn't know what other options she had. And having a friend there would make things easier.

Bulma had been on the ship for near two weeks and they were coming to the end of their voyage. Not only had she been typically working with other slaves in the engine to help power the ship which required constant switching of nearly 20 pound battery cells to keep the monstrosity of a ship going. It was hot and grimy and she came back dead tired every day. On the days she got lucky she would stand as a maid while the Sayans dined. That's when she got the first look of the brute's sexual desires for blue hard women, and also the kindness that Narrana had been talking about with Turlies.

 

 

Bulma had been working in the dinning hall as she frequently did on Friday nights serving foreign wines and foods to the beast. She was just rounding a table from which she had just served when she had suddenly been grabbed about the waist and holds on to someone's lap looking up at the man who even sitting was nearly 6 inches taller then her model tall 5'6” frame. A great chuckle rumbled out of the mans throat as he raised his drunken hand to pet Bulma's long soft wavy blue hair.

 

 

“Pretty girl” he rasped out Bulma able to smell the alcohol n his breath, thick and rancid. The men that surrounded him also looked on as he began attempting to fondle her amused by her fevered attempt to bat his monstrous hands away from her body. Sayans were big but this man was colossal. Bulma though only being 19 had shared her experiences with drunken guys and for the most part they wanted to fondle and touch but never went far enough to make her panic. But this man began attempting to get his hands up her shirt and down her pants Bulma struggled harder her ounce nervous giggled and “let me go” were now scared please and yells. The brute begin to anger with Bulma's none submission. And continued his assault. Bulma felt a grasp on her arm as she was haled off of the mans lap. A growl went through the air as the people around stopped what they were doing to watch. Bulma looked up to see turlies standing with her he had the grip on her arm that enabled her to move and he stared icily at the much larger man in front of him.

 

“She's mine Napa I already bought her” turlies said staring the man down. The on called Napa growled in annoyance.

 

“I out rank you officer I would assume that if I was to ask you would have no choice to give me favor” Napa responded knowing that refusing would be a great sign of disrespect. Turlies let out a curt laugh.

 

“When I out battle you ranking does not play much or a role” Napa furious by the idea (even though he knew it to be true) stood ready to challenge the man before him. Bulma attempted to back away turlies letting her go so she could put he full body behind his tall broad frame. Napa stood before the man then with out a second's notice threw back his head and let out a great bellowing laugh.

 

“Do not fret boy I won't take away your peace of ass” with this turlies swiftly turned and pushed Bulma towards the doors. Bulma turned to see Napa plop down back in his chair and resume the high spirits he was in before the situation had occurred. He spotted her looking at him and his eyes did not read jubilance, they read malice.

 

 

Pushing her through the door turlies turned down the hall and into a cabin though I was a simple one bedroom apartment with a bathroom off to the side it was nicely furnished and had a king size bed.

 

“I was not living when I told Napa that I have purchased you” turlies said going further into the room. Bulma stared at his appalled, purchased? Men did not purchase her! Not Bulma Briefs! Bulma stood stunned for a moment.

 

“What?” turlies looked up slightly surprised it was the only thing that she had ever said that questioned his words she had always been vary submissive when it came to his general order asking questions when need be but never back talking. He knew why.

 

“You are a slave now, you know this already Bulma do not act shocked, I got you for a good price. Had I waited for you to get on the betting stand no doubt I wouldn't be able to afford you in a matter of minuets” Turlies said a smile coming to his face making Bulma furious at his lightness of the situation.

 

“What do you mean `out of my price in minuets'?” asked Bulma slightly confused, what made her so special. Though they both looked humanoid she would have thought that she looked ugly not gorgeous to them. Turlies chuckled,

 

“You know you're a gorgeous women Bulma but if you must know it's because of your hair. Like the humane eye being attracted to red Sayans are naturally attracted to blue hence why it is the main royal color, not only that to us blue especially light blue such as your hair is a sign of fertility and heath, Sayans like that” Bulma was shocked. So their entire attraction to her was scientific she knew much of this because of her fathers biographical research not only was her father a great inventor but he was an accomplished anthropologist that had printed many books. Especially ones dealing with the scientific and cultural attractions. But Bulma didn't care not right now anyway, she didn't want to be owned, she didn't want to be a slave, she had no rights no thoughts no boundaries to be set by her and her alone. She was not stupid she had herd stories Turlies could rape her every night if he wanted and no one would lift a finger because she was his property. Bulma felt tears sting her eyes but she held her head high and kept them in standing under turlies scrutinizing gaze. Seeing Bulma's grieving expression Turlies let out a sigh he cared for this humans feeling more then he should.

 

“Bulma, it is true I own you, you will work in my home as I see fit. But, I am good to my sl…servets I will not beat you, nor starve, nor rape you in anyway” slavery is not as dramatic as it has been on earth for centuries we are good to our people and you will someday earn your freedom, that is my promise.”

 

Turlies stood before her looking down at her pretty features that were disfigured with her pain and anguish.

 

“May I leave the room?” Bulma asked yet turned to leave before she received an answer. The door fell closed behind her and he went immediately to tell narrana the news.

 

 

Narrana sat petting the girls head she had fallen asleep with tears in her eyes they would be descending to planet Vegeta in only a few short hours then she would half to done her servant uniform and start her training to be taught by narrana of course. There was a hard life ahead for this girl and she knew it. But she would be there to help her the entire way.