Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Force ❯ Chapter 3 ( Chapter 3 )
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By: Broken_Iris 
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Comedy / Action | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 08.23.2011 | Pages: 1 | Words: 2.8K | Visits: 659 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Comedy / Action | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 08.23.2011 | Pages: 1 | Words: 2.8K | Visits: 659 | Status: Work In Progress
I do not own any of the DBZ characters
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Her body shivered at his every touch. 'He can't do this to me...' Bulma thought as she felt his hands sliding down. "Please, stop." she begged as she watched his hand travel from her aching breast to her stomach. She brought her eyes back up to him and saw him watching her. His black orbs focused with a burning intensity on her every reaction, the fright in her eyes serving only to arouse him more.
Her skin was smooth to his touch, just like it looked. He circled her bellybutton with his index finger lazily, before continuing his path down. With his free hand, he then ripped off the only thing she on; her panties. He ignored Bulma's cries for him to stop as he began to glide his digit over her most sensitive area. He felt her squirm underneath him; loving every second of it. Bulma again moaned in protest. 'What's happening?' she thought as she felt her body reacting to his ministrations. She was at war with herself; her body said yes but her mind said no. His hand began to slid down to cup her, pressing his palm to the juncture of her thighs; feeling the wetness. He gave her a cheeky smirk then lowered his head and kissed her once more; she still didn't kiss back. With his hand still covering her, he began to slide a single callused finger in, feeling her warmth envelope it; he would break her barrier.
Separating their lips, Vegeta began to kiss down her neck, still holding both of her hands above her head. He kissed all the way down until he found her nipple with his mouth, taking it in. He began to lick it with his tongue, flicking it back and forth, feeling her back arch once more as he continued to play with her. He bit down on the nipple, pulling up before releasing it, watching gravity return her breast to it's original position. So as not to neglect it, he proceeded to lick the other one, starting the process all over again, except this time, he bit down just hard enough to break the skin. Bulma screamed.
Her body was shaking, it hurt so bad! 'Why did he have to bite down on a sensitive area?'. Her thoughts were jumbled as she still continued to fight with her body. As he continued to play with her, Bulma's eyes searched around the room. She tried to find anything that could help her, but since she was still in Vegeta's hold, there was nothing she could do. "Oh God...." She whispered as her thoughts began to process what was going to happen in the near future. She could feel her body start to yearn for more, a spring began to coil in the pit of her stomach. Closing her eyes tightly, she tried to focus on something else; nothing worked. Her body was in a trance to Vegeta's every touch, so tense she felt she'd snap.
Looking up at her face, Vegeta knew that she was at war with herself. He released her hands and moved his head slowly down, kissing his way down her body until he reached her lower regions. Spreading her legs apart, he put his head in between and, with his tongue, started to play with her clit; he became hyperaware of her taste as it intoxicated him. He enjoyed the unique flavor of a woman and the pheromones that teased his senses. A gasp escaped her mouth as her chest heaved to allow more air into her suddenly deprived lungs. She had not yet noticed that her hands were free because her mind was running wild. She had never felt such pleasure before. He continued, switching tactics he plunged into her with his tongue, moving it around with methodical force. Her legs began to clench as her control slipped, her body alight with sensations pouring over her. With his hands, Vegeta kept her legs apart, occasionally digging his fingers in to remind her who was in control.
After a bit, Vegeta arose from her lower regions and raked his hungry gaze over her. A thin layer of sweat coated her form, her abused breasts rising and falling in time with her rapid breaths. She opened her eyes and caught his gaze, returning the look of hunger with her darkened orbs. He moved back up to shadow her body beneath his and bent down to kiss her once more; this time, Bulma kissed back. He rumbled in satisfaction, his agile tongue danced with hers before fully claiming her mouth. Her mind had given up on fighting him, she had gone comatose, letting her body give in to the sinful pleasure he was giving her. Her sanity went out the window, her whole being quivering in the lustful haze that controlled it. She wanted Vegeta.
He decided to tease her a little longer, make her beg for him to fill her. Positioning himself between her legs, Vegeta angled his hips over hers, sliding them together with the barest touch, allowing her slick juices to coat his thick member causing her to whimper. He began to thrust shallowly into her, teasing her swollen lips with his tip before retreating. The action coaxed a strangled whine from her captured lips as her hips lifted in vain against his hands. Breaking the kiss, his dark orbs bore into her. Opening her eyes, Bulma returned his gaze before she looked down at their flushed bodies, the sight of him waiting just at her entrance; the situation finally started to sink in. A rush of adrenaline burst through her body as a slight panic began to consume her. A worried look replaced her lustful one as she looked up at Vegeta.
"No, wait.....Please don't.... I..." She began to struggle beneath him. A toothy smirk crept across Vegeta's face as he roughly drove himself into her. A bloody scream shot out of Bulma's mouth as Vegeta began to pump in and out of her, hissing at pleasure of being gripped by her tight channel. Even with Vegeta inside of her, she could feel the blood drip out from the area until it became numb. Tears formed in her eyes as her vision started to grow fuzzy due to the pain. With hazy vision, she could see Vegeta looming above her, lifting her hips to meet his forceful thrusts as he pounded away with his devilish smirk. Entrapt in his animalistic gaze that threatened to swallow her whole, her eyes began to roll to the back of her head. Her body finally couldn't take it anymore and shut down, blackening her vision.
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Her body ached in ways that it had never ached before, opening her eyes, Bulma slowly sat up in the bed. "What the?" she let the few words out as she looked around the room; she was no longer in Pince Vegeta's chambers but a different room. "Was it a dream?" She uncovered herself to find herself naked. Looking at her body, her inner thigh had dried blood attatched to it, "Nope..." she concluded as she draped her legs over the side of the bed. Looking around the new room, she noticed the walls were a lavender color with white carpet. 'Is this my new room?' she thought as she looked all around until she saw the bathroom door. With a sigh, Bulma braced herself on the bed with her arms and slowly stood up. She hurt so bad. Making her way to her bathroom, she took a washcloth off of the rack and wet it, cleaning the dried blood off her leg. Wincing a bit, she finally scrubbed all of the dried blood off of her thigh.
Knowing where the blood came from, Bulma tried to wash the blood out of her privates. "Ouch!" She yelled as the washing burned. Setting the washcloth down on the counter, she turned around and started a bath. As the water filled, Bulma sat on the toilet with the lid down, elbows on quads and head in hands. Thoughts of what happend played through her head over and over again. After a few moments went by, she got off of the toilet and turned the bath water off, slowly stepping in due to her wounds. As she braced both hands on each side of the bathtub, she gently lowered her body in. Once the water hit her parts, she squeezed her eyes shut, forcing herself to continue. A sigh of relief escaped her mouth as she lay all the way back and relaxed in the tub. The hot water soothed her wounded body.
Even in a relaxed state, Bulma couldn't help but think about what had happend the previous night. Not knowing when she blacked out bothered her. Thoughts of what Vegeta might have done to her while she was asleep frightened her. 'Would he do that?' she began to think. 'No, he likes a good fight. He wouldn't do such a thing.' she convinced herself.
Letting the hot water take effect on her tired body, she slumped down deeper into the water until it was at chin level. She peered down her body, disgusted at the sight. Bruises covered her being at the rough play Vegeta had taken on her. Her breasts ached all over, looking at the bruises and healing cuts, she didn't know how she didn't pass out sooner.
Remembering why she got into the bath in the first place, Bulma scooted back up in the tub and grabbed the washcloth she had earlier, soaking it into the water. Placing it on her lower parts, she winced as she began to scrub away the remaining blood that didn't dissipate in the water. As she was scrubbing, a knock proceeded from the door. Jerking her head in the direction of the door, she slowly got up.
Grabbing a towel from the rack, she wrapped it around herself. Before proceeding out the bathroom door, she looked at herself in the mirror. The white towel that she use to look ghostly in was now far shades off from her body color. She was bruised red and purple. Shaking her head, she returned her focus on the door. Opening her bathroom door, she looked towards the main door of her room. The knock almost made her jump when it started to continue.
She made her way to the door but noticed that it was different. Her old bedroom had locks that she could control because if she left her room, there was no place she could go since only the Saiyans had passkeys to unlock the hallway door that led to the palace halls. "Excuse me." She called out to whomever was on the other side. "I don't know how to unlock this one." she felt stupid. To the left of the door was a box where the passkey would slide through, but she didn't have one. Since she didn't have one, she figured that the door was locked from the outside and required a passkey to unlock it.
Hearing a sigh from the other side of the door, she heard the being rummaging through his stuff. A few moments later, she heard buttons being pressed and stood back from the door. As it opened, she noticed Kane standing on the opposite end. The familiar face was comforting. "Yes?" Bulma asked as she stared at her guard.
Before Kane could speak, his eyes drifted at her body which was many shades of color. He knew Vegeta was into hard sex, everyone knew, but he had never seen the aftermath. Knowing that Vegeta went easy on her, he knew that the petite frame standing in front of him would only get worse.
Taking his eyes off of her body, he looked at her blue ones. They seemed sad, but not yet broken. He had known Bulma almost all her life and she was always stubborn. "You're late." he responded to her question. "You were suppose to be in the commons twenty minutes ago.
Looking back into the room, she searched until she found a clock, she was indeed late. "Sorry, I lost track of time." she mumbled as she tried to shut the door to get ready.
"Seriously, 5 minutes." Kane said sternly, "And hide those. No one wants to see that." He gestured to her bruises. Giving him a disgusted look, she couldn't believe he had just said that! It wasn't her fault that she had them, it was his damn princes fault! She let out a short sarcastic snort before shutting the door behind her.
She took a minute to look around the room until she found a wardrobe. Opening the cherry wood closet, she quickly found a black long sleeved shirt and threw it on after placing a black bra on. Finding a black pair of panties, she put those on and hid them with simple blue jeans. She liked looking normal. If they complained about it, all of her other articles of clothing were revealing and would certainly show off her wounds.She kept her chest length hair down her hid her neck. Knocking on the door, she called out to Kane, informing him she was ready.
Stepping out of the door, she followed Kane to the commons. Still amazed at the dome shaped ceiling, she averted her eyes away from it and waited next to Kane.
"So, how was your night?" Kane curiously asked as he looked down at the blue haired girl. He watched her look up at him and watched as she raised a brow.
"Really?" she started, "You really wanna go there?" She looked at him with darting eyes. Her calm mood quickly turned into anger. "Alright then." She turned her body to face Kane and began to rant in a hushed tone so no one else could hear. "Because of your beloved Prince Vegeta, I now hurt everywhere! Have you ever had someone shove their penis into you and pound away? No, of course not because you're a fucking man. How about this, go get raped in the ass and then come back to me and ask me how my fucking night was." She took a breath, "Fucking people, God!" She turned her body away from his and folded her arms, looking in the opposite direction of Kane. To keep from grinding her teeth together, she started to bite at her cheek.
"Whoa there, okay, my mistake." Kane replied as he watched the girls movements. He didn't feel bad for asking the question, he liked seeing the girl get fiesty. Smiling at his achievement he waited for Avis to show up to finally take the girl off his hands. He couldn't wait for Avis to have her, especially while she was so mad. He deserved to get his head bitten off. His smile stayed in place as he watched his enemy come across the common floors.
"Looks like it's finally your turn." Kane spoke as he he stared down Avis while cocking his head to the side in Bulma's direction.
"Shut up." Avis replied as he looked over at Bulma, she sure had grown up. "Come on, lets get this over with." he said with the least amount of enthusiasm.
"Don't even start with me." Bulma spat out as she waited for Avis to lead the way. She was never fond of him. It didn't bother her that he didn't stay to watch her like his job intended. What bothered her was how much of an asshole he always was while she was growing up. He spoke about her as if she was just an object that was below him. Her angelic blue eyes seemed almost devilish as she stared at Avis with hatred.
"Quit the attitude and follow me." Avis returned the glare as he started to walk out the Palace doors.
"Oh please, this isn't even me with an attitude." Bulma replied as she bit her cheek once more while passing Kane. She could sense the laughter that was about to burst out of his mouth as she walked by. "If you want an attitude, Avis, I'll give you one."
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Her body shivered at his every touch. 'He can't do this to me...' Bulma thought as she felt his hands sliding down. "Please, stop." she begged as she watched his hand travel from her aching breast to her stomach. She brought her eyes back up to him and saw him watching her. His black orbs focused with a burning intensity on her every reaction, the fright in her eyes serving only to arouse him more.
Her skin was smooth to his touch, just like it looked. He circled her bellybutton with his index finger lazily, before continuing his path down. With his free hand, he then ripped off the only thing she on; her panties. He ignored Bulma's cries for him to stop as he began to glide his digit over her most sensitive area. He felt her squirm underneath him; loving every second of it. Bulma again moaned in protest. 'What's happening?' she thought as she felt her body reacting to his ministrations. She was at war with herself; her body said yes but her mind said no. His hand began to slid down to cup her, pressing his palm to the juncture of her thighs; feeling the wetness. He gave her a cheeky smirk then lowered his head and kissed her once more; she still didn't kiss back. With his hand still covering her, he began to slide a single callused finger in, feeling her warmth envelope it; he would break her barrier.
Separating their lips, Vegeta began to kiss down her neck, still holding both of her hands above her head. He kissed all the way down until he found her nipple with his mouth, taking it in. He began to lick it with his tongue, flicking it back and forth, feeling her back arch once more as he continued to play with her. He bit down on the nipple, pulling up before releasing it, watching gravity return her breast to it's original position. So as not to neglect it, he proceeded to lick the other one, starting the process all over again, except this time, he bit down just hard enough to break the skin. Bulma screamed.
Her body was shaking, it hurt so bad! 'Why did he have to bite down on a sensitive area?'. Her thoughts were jumbled as she still continued to fight with her body. As he continued to play with her, Bulma's eyes searched around the room. She tried to find anything that could help her, but since she was still in Vegeta's hold, there was nothing she could do. "Oh God...." She whispered as her thoughts began to process what was going to happen in the near future. She could feel her body start to yearn for more, a spring began to coil in the pit of her stomach. Closing her eyes tightly, she tried to focus on something else; nothing worked. Her body was in a trance to Vegeta's every touch, so tense she felt she'd snap.
Looking up at her face, Vegeta knew that she was at war with herself. He released her hands and moved his head slowly down, kissing his way down her body until he reached her lower regions. Spreading her legs apart, he put his head in between and, with his tongue, started to play with her clit; he became hyperaware of her taste as it intoxicated him. He enjoyed the unique flavor of a woman and the pheromones that teased his senses. A gasp escaped her mouth as her chest heaved to allow more air into her suddenly deprived lungs. She had not yet noticed that her hands were free because her mind was running wild. She had never felt such pleasure before. He continued, switching tactics he plunged into her with his tongue, moving it around with methodical force. Her legs began to clench as her control slipped, her body alight with sensations pouring over her. With his hands, Vegeta kept her legs apart, occasionally digging his fingers in to remind her who was in control.
After a bit, Vegeta arose from her lower regions and raked his hungry gaze over her. A thin layer of sweat coated her form, her abused breasts rising and falling in time with her rapid breaths. She opened her eyes and caught his gaze, returning the look of hunger with her darkened orbs. He moved back up to shadow her body beneath his and bent down to kiss her once more; this time, Bulma kissed back. He rumbled in satisfaction, his agile tongue danced with hers before fully claiming her mouth. Her mind had given up on fighting him, she had gone comatose, letting her body give in to the sinful pleasure he was giving her. Her sanity went out the window, her whole being quivering in the lustful haze that controlled it. She wanted Vegeta.
He decided to tease her a little longer, make her beg for him to fill her. Positioning himself between her legs, Vegeta angled his hips over hers, sliding them together with the barest touch, allowing her slick juices to coat his thick member causing her to whimper. He began to thrust shallowly into her, teasing her swollen lips with his tip before retreating. The action coaxed a strangled whine from her captured lips as her hips lifted in vain against his hands. Breaking the kiss, his dark orbs bore into her. Opening her eyes, Bulma returned his gaze before she looked down at their flushed bodies, the sight of him waiting just at her entrance; the situation finally started to sink in. A rush of adrenaline burst through her body as a slight panic began to consume her. A worried look replaced her lustful one as she looked up at Vegeta.
"No, wait.....Please don't.... I..." She began to struggle beneath him. A toothy smirk crept across Vegeta's face as he roughly drove himself into her. A bloody scream shot out of Bulma's mouth as Vegeta began to pump in and out of her, hissing at pleasure of being gripped by her tight channel. Even with Vegeta inside of her, she could feel the blood drip out from the area until it became numb. Tears formed in her eyes as her vision started to grow fuzzy due to the pain. With hazy vision, she could see Vegeta looming above her, lifting her hips to meet his forceful thrusts as he pounded away with his devilish smirk. Entrapt in his animalistic gaze that threatened to swallow her whole, her eyes began to roll to the back of her head. Her body finally couldn't take it anymore and shut down, blackening her vision.
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Her body ached in ways that it had never ached before, opening her eyes, Bulma slowly sat up in the bed. "What the?" she let the few words out as she looked around the room; she was no longer in Pince Vegeta's chambers but a different room. "Was it a dream?" She uncovered herself to find herself naked. Looking at her body, her inner thigh had dried blood attatched to it, "Nope..." she concluded as she draped her legs over the side of the bed. Looking around the new room, she noticed the walls were a lavender color with white carpet. 'Is this my new room?' she thought as she looked all around until she saw the bathroom door. With a sigh, Bulma braced herself on the bed with her arms and slowly stood up. She hurt so bad. Making her way to her bathroom, she took a washcloth off of the rack and wet it, cleaning the dried blood off her leg. Wincing a bit, she finally scrubbed all of the dried blood off of her thigh.
Knowing where the blood came from, Bulma tried to wash the blood out of her privates. "Ouch!" She yelled as the washing burned. Setting the washcloth down on the counter, she turned around and started a bath. As the water filled, Bulma sat on the toilet with the lid down, elbows on quads and head in hands. Thoughts of what happend played through her head over and over again. After a few moments went by, she got off of the toilet and turned the bath water off, slowly stepping in due to her wounds. As she braced both hands on each side of the bathtub, she gently lowered her body in. Once the water hit her parts, she squeezed her eyes shut, forcing herself to continue. A sigh of relief escaped her mouth as she lay all the way back and relaxed in the tub. The hot water soothed her wounded body.
Even in a relaxed state, Bulma couldn't help but think about what had happend the previous night. Not knowing when she blacked out bothered her. Thoughts of what Vegeta might have done to her while she was asleep frightened her. 'Would he do that?' she began to think. 'No, he likes a good fight. He wouldn't do such a thing.' she convinced herself.
Letting the hot water take effect on her tired body, she slumped down deeper into the water until it was at chin level. She peered down her body, disgusted at the sight. Bruises covered her being at the rough play Vegeta had taken on her. Her breasts ached all over, looking at the bruises and healing cuts, she didn't know how she didn't pass out sooner.
Remembering why she got into the bath in the first place, Bulma scooted back up in the tub and grabbed the washcloth she had earlier, soaking it into the water. Placing it on her lower parts, she winced as she began to scrub away the remaining blood that didn't dissipate in the water. As she was scrubbing, a knock proceeded from the door. Jerking her head in the direction of the door, she slowly got up.
Grabbing a towel from the rack, she wrapped it around herself. Before proceeding out the bathroom door, she looked at herself in the mirror. The white towel that she use to look ghostly in was now far shades off from her body color. She was bruised red and purple. Shaking her head, she returned her focus on the door. Opening her bathroom door, she looked towards the main door of her room. The knock almost made her jump when it started to continue.
She made her way to the door but noticed that it was different. Her old bedroom had locks that she could control because if she left her room, there was no place she could go since only the Saiyans had passkeys to unlock the hallway door that led to the palace halls. "Excuse me." She called out to whomever was on the other side. "I don't know how to unlock this one." she felt stupid. To the left of the door was a box where the passkey would slide through, but she didn't have one. Since she didn't have one, she figured that the door was locked from the outside and required a passkey to unlock it.
Hearing a sigh from the other side of the door, she heard the being rummaging through his stuff. A few moments later, she heard buttons being pressed and stood back from the door. As it opened, she noticed Kane standing on the opposite end. The familiar face was comforting. "Yes?" Bulma asked as she stared at her guard.
Before Kane could speak, his eyes drifted at her body which was many shades of color. He knew Vegeta was into hard sex, everyone knew, but he had never seen the aftermath. Knowing that Vegeta went easy on her, he knew that the petite frame standing in front of him would only get worse.
Taking his eyes off of her body, he looked at her blue ones. They seemed sad, but not yet broken. He had known Bulma almost all her life and she was always stubborn. "You're late." he responded to her question. "You were suppose to be in the commons twenty minutes ago.
Looking back into the room, she searched until she found a clock, she was indeed late. "Sorry, I lost track of time." she mumbled as she tried to shut the door to get ready.
"Seriously, 5 minutes." Kane said sternly, "And hide those. No one wants to see that." He gestured to her bruises. Giving him a disgusted look, she couldn't believe he had just said that! It wasn't her fault that she had them, it was his damn princes fault! She let out a short sarcastic snort before shutting the door behind her.
She took a minute to look around the room until she found a wardrobe. Opening the cherry wood closet, she quickly found a black long sleeved shirt and threw it on after placing a black bra on. Finding a black pair of panties, she put those on and hid them with simple blue jeans. She liked looking normal. If they complained about it, all of her other articles of clothing were revealing and would certainly show off her wounds.She kept her chest length hair down her hid her neck. Knocking on the door, she called out to Kane, informing him she was ready.
Stepping out of the door, she followed Kane to the commons. Still amazed at the dome shaped ceiling, she averted her eyes away from it and waited next to Kane.
"So, how was your night?" Kane curiously asked as he looked down at the blue haired girl. He watched her look up at him and watched as she raised a brow.
"Really?" she started, "You really wanna go there?" She looked at him with darting eyes. Her calm mood quickly turned into anger. "Alright then." She turned her body to face Kane and began to rant in a hushed tone so no one else could hear. "Because of your beloved Prince Vegeta, I now hurt everywhere! Have you ever had someone shove their penis into you and pound away? No, of course not because you're a fucking man. How about this, go get raped in the ass and then come back to me and ask me how my fucking night was." She took a breath, "Fucking people, God!" She turned her body away from his and folded her arms, looking in the opposite direction of Kane. To keep from grinding her teeth together, she started to bite at her cheek.
"Whoa there, okay, my mistake." Kane replied as he watched the girls movements. He didn't feel bad for asking the question, he liked seeing the girl get fiesty. Smiling at his achievement he waited for Avis to show up to finally take the girl off his hands. He couldn't wait for Avis to have her, especially while she was so mad. He deserved to get his head bitten off. His smile stayed in place as he watched his enemy come across the common floors.
"Looks like it's finally your turn." Kane spoke as he he stared down Avis while cocking his head to the side in Bulma's direction.
"Shut up." Avis replied as he looked over at Bulma, she sure had grown up. "Come on, lets get this over with." he said with the least amount of enthusiasm.
"Don't even start with me." Bulma spat out as she waited for Avis to lead the way. She was never fond of him. It didn't bother her that he didn't stay to watch her like his job intended. What bothered her was how much of an asshole he always was while she was growing up. He spoke about her as if she was just an object that was below him. Her angelic blue eyes seemed almost devilish as she stared at Avis with hatred.
"Quit the attitude and follow me." Avis returned the glare as he started to walk out the Palace doors.
"Oh please, this isn't even me with an attitude." Bulma replied as she bit her cheek once more while passing Kane. She could sense the laughter that was about to burst out of his mouth as she walked by. "If you want an attitude, Avis, I'll give you one."
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