Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Chizzari-Bardock ❯ Moon Burst ( Chapter 4 )

Vegeta is gone. He was recalled to Frieza's ship yesterday. I suppose I'll miss the brat, but hell, it's not like I'm gonna be without company or anything! I stretch leisurely. For once, I've woken up alone. I decide on a bath, and luxuriate in the water, sniffing at all the oils until I find one I like, and dump it in the water. Then I soak some more.

I'm not exactly sure why I can't relax though. I mean, nice hot water, fragrant oil, steamy room? I should be falling asleep in the tub, but instead, my stomach's started tying itself up in knots. I growl, hauling myself out of the tub, letting the water drain away. It only takes me a moment to choose one of the robes to wear, and I spend very little time getting down to the commons to pick out a couple partners. Nappa's just come out of his room when I get back, and I decide that with Vegeta gone, it might be a damn good idea to entertain the oaf. So I invite him to join us.

He jumps at the offer. Nobody'll be fucking him, after all. It's not a bad romp… would've been more fun without Nappa intimidating the little girl I brought up - the bastard doesn't seem to think that the fact that he's of a rather imposing size for someone who barely stands as high as my shoulder should be an issue - but it wasn't bad. We all have a nice group grope in the shower after, except Nappa. His scouter went off and he left partway through the grope fest. It got a lot better after he left!

My playmates had duty afterwards. Pitied them, I did, I'd done my level best to wear them out, and it's not conceited to say I did a damn good job of it. I stretch, eyeing the bed, then sniff at it and decide that a bit of training is in order.

I never made it out the door. I started out… and then my head was reeling and I was on the bed, on my stomach, with someone fucking me. Hard. I don't mind rough sex much, been known to get off on it, but this wasn't something I'd planned. So I fought. Tried to anyway. I felt something crash into my head just before everything went blank.

I figure I must have been out awhile. Can't tell, that mask-thing that used to be in the toy chest is on my face now. Gods, I ache! My arms are tied to the bed above my head, and my legs are spread & tied. Something fairly large is wedged in my ass, feels like it's been there awhile. The mask's keeping my mouth open for the cock getting shoved into it. I make a noise of protest and figure out real quick that wasn't a very good idea. Whoever the hell it is gave me a hell of a whap to the head.

Ain't much I can do about the situation, so I don't bother trying to struggle anymore. Figure I might as well enjoy it, after all, with me tied up, there ain't a whole lot of me pleasuring them gonna get done. I start humming, that I can do, and the cock explodes. I expected that, and manage not to choke.

It's not until the man speaks that I realize who he is, but it's what he says that turns my skin so cold. "I am going to see to it that you and your son," the way he says that, with that little snarl, makes me realize that I'm being punished for something Raditz did, "learn how to be good chizzari. You will both learn to obey the orders of your first."

Fuck!

I find out real quick what those six months were like for my son. The king doesn't take any care at all, no lube, no prep, no nothing. Those toys aren't made to be used like that, and I was screaming well before he'd finished with the box. When he finally untied me and took the mask off, I got to demonstrate my considerable oral skills on both of them. They took turns using me.

I guess it wasn't actually all that bad. I hadn't been hit hard enough to leave bruises, just enough for my head to be ringing pretty good. King Vegeta finally decided to sit down and hold me. That's a whole lot better, he's not as ham fisted as Nappa is when it comes to fondling a guy. I get a little sick as they talk… and when my son comes in, I can't warn him. I just look at him, my feelings plain on my face. I find myself wanting him to be dead. It'd be so much better for him to be dead than to have…

But it's too late. I didn't have time between looking up and the king suddenly throwing me to Nappa to tell him to run. I hit my knees as Nappa shoves his way into me. Damn blundering fool! My son screams. I lurch, Nappa grabs my hair and pulls me back, pulls me up and fucks me so that I have to watch my son being raped again.

The king's savage. More than he was with me. Raditz is bruised and bleeding before he's even got enough of the boy's clothes off to fuck him, and it only gets worse from there. Nappa shoves me down, grunting and finally howls in release, then drags me over and shoves me under my son. I know perfectly well I'm supposed to suck his cock, but considering that Nappa's fucking me again, I decide not to. Not like they can tell - until the king reaches under to find out how well I'm doing my job. He gives Raditz to Nappa to play with while he abuses me… and this time he's serious with the abuse.

Things start getting blurry, especially once the blood starts running into my eyes. The king tells me to rape my son, and I start to without even thinking about it. I'm compelled to do it. I'm just as savage as they have been until my brain kicks in, and then I try to give him pleasure. They notice, of course.

Nappa gets behind me, as brutish as always. My ass is gonna be sore for a week! But better me than the boy… I slam back against him, only to have the king grab my hair. "We're moving this to a training facility. Bring him."

I pull out and gather Raditz up, following without question. Compulsion, again. The four of us pad naked down to one of the largest training rooms in the prince's wing. I follow the orders to dump Raditz on the floor in the middle of it, and start raping him again. For awhile, until I slow down and try to make it better for him.

Nappa kneels behind me again, and the king stands in front of me, his cock right in my face. I lap at it, figuring that he wants me to blow him while I'm fucking Raditz as Nappa attempts to use his dick properly. The blow to my face comes as a complete shock, knocking me off Raditz and onto the floor. Raditz sinks to the ground, his breathing harsh and rasping. He's trying to say something, and all three of us know what it is. "Vegeta promised."

Well, I've just learned that Vegeta's promises don't mean shit to his old man. Hell, Vegeta don't mean shit to his old man, except as a fuck-toy. I get back up, pulling Raditz back up into position, and go back to fucking him. It's rape, even if I try to be gentle, so I don't see what the hell the king's problem is. I don't get Nappa's problem either. Never did figure out why the boy pissed him off so much, but apparently it's something that applies to the king as well.

King Vegeta slams his foot into Raditz' side. I can hear the bones snap as some of his ribs break with the force of the blow. The king looks at me and grins. "He hasn't been as obedient as you. His punishment will be harsher."

I stop pumping, noticing that his hand is glowing. "What do you mean?"

He tosses the ball into the air. My eyes follow it as I puzzle out what he's doing. I shut them only a second before he screams, "Moon Burst Attack!"

I lower my head, pressing it into Raditz' mane, my body thrusting into his as I try to get closer to him. I know he won't be able to see the artificial moon - they blindfolded him. Nappa's in me again, and I freeze in terror when the king tells him to look. And when I feel him begin to swell, I know he has.

The pain is excruciating. I whine into my son's hair as he gets bigger. He transforms slowly - he has much more control over his oozaru form than I do. But it's finally too much to take. I arch, screaming - and my eyes open. The last thing I remember is the artificial moon, starting to transform, and hearing my son shriek in pain. I remember battles, but exactly what happened to my son I drove from my mind.

I woke up in a regeneration tank to find the king waiting for me. He leads me to the shower, washing me himself, his hands caressing every inch of my flesh as he tells me what a good job I did. I manage not to gag as he wraps me in one of the silken robes, and follow him silently back to the medical room.

My son is floating in one of the tanks. He's a solid mass of bruises, and the tank's formerly green fluid is an ugly brownish shade. He's lost far too much blood. The tank is cycling, and he looks up at me, and recoils backward, a look of sick horror on his face. I can't blame him.

The fluid runs out and he starts to fall. I dart forward, not thinking, and steady him, feeling the tears that threaten to spill. I don't touch him any longer than it takes him to manage to stand. I feel filthy for having gone near him at all.

"Your first lesson, Raditz," the king says, and steps toward him. He falls backward into the regeneration tank, but the king reaches down and grabs his hair, pulling him back to his feet. He pulls my son against his body, tail and hands exploring naked flesh "Your first lesson, is that you obey your first. Instantly, and without fail."

Raditz shakes his head, and Nappa steps forward to start tail fucking him. "You've not been healed completely, Raditz. You won't be permitted to heal until I'm sure you've learned your lesson. And if we need to, well… your father will be providing another lesson."

Oh gods! I lean against the column of the tank, burying my face in my arm, body shaking. I very nearly run from the room when the king dismisses me, heading straight for my own. I crumple to the floor at the foot of my bed, my breath coming in great gasps. Tears pour down my face. I know they intend for this to happen again.

I have barely gotten myself under control when they enter. I'm battered into the furniture, any piece that has a sharp edge. They take turns raping me… I'm in no shape to call it anything else. Not after all that's happened today. I can't lie and say that it's not rape when I want nothing to do with them. I'm bruised and bleeding when they finish their playing and leave.

It's a little while before I pull myself up off the floor. My son's in bad shape, he's going to need help. We're in this together… us against them. And my family's a stubborn lot. I go to his room, slipping quietly inside, and kneel next to Raditz where he lays on the floor. He tries to move, to escape, but I catch him easily, picking him up.

I carry him into the bathroom, turning on the light to find that his stint in the regeneration tank did him no good except to keep him alive. They spent some time raping him as well as beating him. He looks horrible. I take him into the shower, tenderly washing his battered body, and wondering how the hell I can stop it from happening again. It's only after I realize that some of the blood I'm washing from him is my own that I think to scrub myself clean, after carefully helping him sit down.

"The king is a monster." My voice is flat, but I am trembling now almost as much as Raditz was earlier. I joins my son on the floor of the shower. "Raditz, can you forgive me? Can you ever forgive me? I held out as long as I could, but it hurt so much that I screamed, and opened my eyes when I did."

"You fought them."

"You're my son." It is a simple statement with a wealth of meaning.

"I understand."

Tactic forgiveness, and I relax, knowing he has understood. I stand, shutting off the water, and then help my son to his bed. I crawl in with him, careful not to touch him. I don't think he should be alone, not right now, and I know I don't wanna be. But I don't feel like I should actually touch him, not after what's happened. But I have barely managed to find a comfortable position when his tail loops my wrist. It isn't long before he is asleep.

It's a lot longer before I can sleep.