Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Entrapped ❯ Entrapped Stop Trembling ( Chapter 4 )

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Chapter Four: Stop Trembling

Bulma opened her eyes in Vegeta's bed. Her eyes went straight to the large window landscaping this small bit of the universe. A familar taste pranced on Bulma's tounge, then it danced it's way to her nose. The stench of blood filled her nostrils; she knew what had been done. “How many five, seven, or maybe nine Saiyins in the hall are dead. Why?” Bulma punched down on the bed. “Damn.” She wrapped the sheets around her creamy body. They were going to kill her and the Dominion was heading in so fast. She could feel it in her bones.

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She sat with her head hung low in Vegeta's room wrapped in his sheets. The palms of her sweaty feet patted the unique alien metal flooring. Wrapping her arms around her legs, she was officially not on Earth. Not even within three hours of her being captured a man; an alien man has had his way with her. Bulma hadn't been a virgin almost a year and a half ago, but this, this felt like her virginity had been swiped from her grasps as if she had it again. Vegeta was on the bed sleep his back towards her as she coward to the wall that consoled her. She wondered “what now?” Her life crumbled at the second “Oh My God” sounded from Chi Chi. “Chi I hope you and Goku made it ok.” Tears denied by her eyes, her insubordinate body cried on the inside.

The sound of Vegeta breathing in his sleep made Bulma's arm hair rise. She wanted to kill him. Her gut told her to do it there. Yet she stayed to herself. Vegeta turned in his sleep and opened his eye to the young blue lady. “Let's talk.”

“I don't want to talk.” She distanced herself away from his bed a few more inches.

“You have no choice anyways. Some rules for you, you may not leave my room, never leave my room.” Bulma tried to interrupt Vegeta. “Ah no, you are not leaving my room. I'll need your service every time I reach for it. Don't question my authority and we'll get along just fine.”

“Listen I'm not a sex slave.”

“I just made you my sex slave whether you approve of it is not my business.” His eyes wondered to Bulma's chest. “You belong to me until I get rid of you, even if that bald buffoon asks for you, reject him. Be glad I let you live.”

“…” Bulma's silence puzzled him. She surly had little to say, but he knew her mouth was a disgusting pit of foul words use in the human language.

“Have you nothing else to say?”

“You already told me I belong to you. I'm respecting your authority and keeping my mind on how I can please your bitch ass, MASTER.” Bulma howled sarcastically her blue eyes lit to fire.

“I haven't used any vulgar words of that caliber so you shouldn't use them against me.”

“Stop being a punk ass bitch and use them. Don't fuck with fist use your words. Here's an English lesson for you since you think you know the language. Use your words to scare others not your fist it goes a long way. You haven't said anything that has made me tremble in my boots.”

“The idiocy of the English langue makes no sense. The word order is made me want to quit and stick to my own language. A little intergalactic language lesson for you, words will only get you so far.” Bulma hadn't anything for a comeback. Vegeta stayed to himself but kept his eyes on his slave.

“Why are you doing this? Why did your people attack Earth? My home, you completely wrecked my shitless life forever. You inconsiderate bastard.”

“We have what we wanted.” He began then he switched to his native tongue. He gave a slight chuckle his lips curled to his ears. “Your people didn't put up to much of a fight, look whose the punk ass bitch now.” His smirk plastered on the side of his face, emotion was nowhere in his eyes. “Once we get to my planet I'm dropping you off to the nearest merchant I'd rather get money from you than killing you off.”

“Well how long will it take till we land planet?" Bulma stopped and thought about the situation. Her eye got large. "Oh God you fucking abducted me, I got fucking abducted by fucking aliens. This is one fucked up nightmare. Oh…” Bulma continued this experience hadn't dawned on her until now. Vegeta was taken back he didn't understand why his sex slave was reacting so dramatically. “Oh, can you say bestiality. You just screwed me, oh god I think I caught something.” Bulma jumped up and started bashing on the Saiyin aircraft. “Let me out, let me out!” Bulma continued to scream and hitting the ship. Her screams were ear piercing to the point were Vegeta wanted to choke her.

“Shut up!” Vegeta yelled back in a growl. He stood without a covering liberating him. Bulma covered her eyes in the crevice of her elbow. Vegeta was taken back by Bulma's sudden shyness. “What?”

“Cover yourself please, thank you!” The attitude in her voice was soon the reaction; Vegeta brought her closer to his body. He released her arm from her face.

“This is a masterpiece, believe me when I tell you-you'll get none better.” A smile crept on his face and he kept Bulma to his nakedness. “Four days, earth days till we get to my planet. You'll need clothing find some yourself.” Vegeta retreated to his bed. Standing, Bulma cut her large blue eyes at Vegeta. She ran were she saw clothing it was different. She grabbed the male bodysuit and put on. The suit loosely skimmed over her body as she tried it on. “I guess that will have to do. You won't be needing that suit any longer.” He signaled her to come to his bed very lustfully she refused him with the roll of the eyes. “Take it off or I'll rip it to shreds.” Off the bodysuit went automatically to the Saiyin metal. Obediently she walked to him on his bed. Vegeta took her by neck. “Now you be a good girl and I'll take you to your family.”

Bulma stopped, all of her body functions failed to work. Either this man was sick in the head or he is telling the truth. She rolled away onto the ground trying to figure out why she stopped like she did. “My family?” Her blue eyes swelled up.

“I'm kidding…” Her fingers against the cold metal kept trembling like operating with a mind of their own. Again Vegeta slid out of his bed to heal himself. He got into a kneeling position till they were face to face. He took notice of her fingers “…sorry slave just wanted to see how you would react. You failed! Now get in my bed, stop trembling!”

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In the heart of the ship Vegeta said in the control deck. Changing their destination yet again, though they had nowhere else to hide. Bulma pulled up beside him with only their bed sheet covering her body. She looked down to her distressed prince and kneeled next to him. “Vegeta” she waited for a response “Vegeta I don't want you to kill any Saiyins anymore.” Bulma made clear.

With his eyes closed he said. “Bulma you will be…” She put one finger to his lips.

“They'll do what they wish to do with me, but you- I don't want you to have any blood on you. I appreciate your help, but I can't hide forever Vegeta.” She wiped her tears with the back of her forearm. Vegeta pushed the chair from under him and wrapped himself around his goddess. They sat there, knowing that the time was going to be short. Even thought Vegeta knew this could be the last day he'd touch her, he treated everyday before this one like any other. Bulma's crying, and her smile was only to be caught now. He only took noticed until she landed on Earth.

Suddenly the screen flicker violently. A woman with straight black hair appeared on screen. Both Bulma and Vegeta's eyes stretched. ““Vegeta!”” Vegeta hurried to the control panel and started typing in counteracting frequencies. Bulma jumped to the adjacent computer and typed in a stealth code. ““Vegeta my son, there you are. Stop hiding and give the princess up.””

“Bulma!”

“I know.”

““Vegeta we found you and I know that your fuel has depleted. I know you didn't have any idea about the fuel. Now she has taken something of mine, and Vegeta you don't want to be disrespectful.”” Vegeta's mother spat. Bulma screamed and typed in another stealth code. The screen went black and a sigh of relief dispersed in the room. Her code had worked for now. Bulma shook her hair about. Vegeta found the frustration in his woman's eyes. He knew that he had to protect her no matter what, even if it meant throwing his crown to the Dominion dogs.

End Chapter Four: Stop Trembling