Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Lesser of Two Evils ❯ Spiteful ( Chapter 15 )

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Lesser of Two Evils
By Pixelgoddess

Pairings – Radditz/Piccolo to start
Warning – Sex, smut, violence. You know – the usual.
BDSM, Torture. Cannibalism? Possible squick. Character death – but you might like it. Yaoi – as in M/M, with hints of non-con.
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Summary – The first person Radditz meets on Earth is Demon Lord Piccolo, resulting in a frenzy of violent sex and violent death as the pair submits to their darkest passions.

Chapter 15 - Spiteful

“Prince Vegeta!” Radditz struggles in vain to free himself, but the leash is planted deeply; with his power he could never escape on his own. “Piccolo! No!”

I glare at Radditz both for his outburst as well as for not using my title and give him a matching injury in punishment. These monkeys must learn where they stand – even my pet. He falls on his side with an agonized groan.

I shake my head. It really is pitiful how easy it was to take these three monkeys down. At least their bodies are sturdy enough they won’t die instantly, unlike the weak creatures from this planet.

“Lord Piccolo,” Radditz wheezes, before his voice fails him.

“There, there pet,” I chuckle, pulling him to his knees by his hair. I put a senzu in my mouth and press our lips together. He tries to use his tongue in an attempt to take the bean from me, but I bite through it, savoring the muffled screams as he uselessly tries to jerk away. I release his damaged tongue and lengthen mine, sending it deep down his throat, forcing the senzu into his body. I’m not positive if the bean needs to be chewed or if swallowing it whole will work – this will be an interesting experiment. His body trembles as he struggles to breathe through his nose, his mouth completely blocked by my lips and tongue. I’m almost ready to relent and give him another bean to chew when I feel his ki begin to climb as his wound is healed. I pull back and smirk as he struggles to suck in more air, still gagging at the way my tongue felt in his throat. When I am sure he is listening, I tell him, “I enjoyed that. And you are twice as strong now, pet. We will be doing that again – maybe the next time when we are fucking. Several more treatments and you could be as powerful as your little prince.”

He looks at me wide-eyed – I do believe I frightened my pet this time – before glancing over at the bleeding prince in horror. I can sense he is about to plead for the runt’s life, but he wisely resists.

“Have you fucked him?” I ask, gesturing to the dying little monkey.

“No!”

“Why do you care if he lives or dies?” I ask curiously. He was willing to kill his own brother – why is my pet so distressed now?

“Please Lord Piccolo – we’ve fought so hard to survive – and now because of you we have a chance to be free of Frieza as well. But without Prince Vegeta it isn’t worth it. He’s kept us alive this long – it isn’t fair for him to die now – like this…”

I stare at my pet’s dark eyes and shake my head in disbelief. I must be getting soft. I stroll over to where the prince lies on his back, eyes wide with shock and pain. I sit on his legs and shake my head at him. “Poor little monkey prince. I did try to warn you.” I hold a senzu before his eyes. “I should let you die, but from the sounds of it, Radditz would be heartbroken if I did so. I’d really hate to lose such a good pet because of you – I happen to enjoy getting fucked by him.”

“Bastard,” Vegeta hisses, blood spraying from his mouth at the sound.

“Yes I am. If you are anything like the fool Son Goku – I believe my pet called him Kakarott – you will live another few minutes. I will explain the rules to you; listen carefully because you cannot afford the time it would take for me to repeat myself. Radditz belongs to me now – he is my pet to use however I see fit. You and the bald ape will live only to serve me – you will do anything I say, without question. I will kill Frieza and anyone else who might get in my way. All weak animals survive only as long as I find them useful – as servants, slaves, or victims. You have only one chance to be my servant. I will heal you this time, since you apparently are too stupid to appreciate what I can do.”

I shove the bean into his mouth and force him to eat it. The look of shock on his face as he heals is priceless – I remember how amazing it was the first time I ate a senzu – he is experiencing the same thing now. His power increase is quite impressive, but it is still nothing compared to me. He starts to sit up and I push against his chest, slamming him back down to the ground. “I guarantee I will do this to you again, little monkey – either in reward or punishment. You’ll know which it is if I bother to heal you.”

He looks at me warily, and I imagine I can see the wheels turning as he calculates and compares power levels. I wouldn’t be at all surprised to learn he is trying to figure out how many more times he can risk being nearly killed in order to be strong enough to defeat me. Too bad for him, I am only using a tiny fraction of my power – even if his power doubles every time it would take hundreds of times before I would even notice him.

I look down at the little monkey still pinned beneath me and bare my teeth. “What do you think, prince? Will you serve me? I offer you strength in exchange for loyalty. Refuse and die.”

“Only if Saiyans answer only to you, and we have the right to kill anyone who questions our authority,” Vegeta says, face contorting in rage at having to submit at all.

I smirk. He is in no position to negotiate, but I decide to grant this small concession. “What’s the matter, little prince? Do you get pushed around?” His face flushes red and I realize I’m correct. I can’t wait to meet someone who can give someone as strong as Vegeta a hard time. I’m going to need to hire them or kill them. “Certainly you may.”

“It’s a deal, then.”

I chuckle and toss another senzu to Radditz. “Go heal the moron,” I say, making the leash vanish. “Make sure he understands his place. If I have to punish him again, it will be fatal.”

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“So this is Namek,” I mutter, glancing around with a scowl. Bland colors, boring trees, bitter tasting air… “No wonder my sire left.”

“It doesn’t have the same flavor as Earth, does it Master?” Radditz agrees, “The ki feels different.”

I grin at my pet’s attempt to show off. I had refused to leave Earth until my new servants developed even the slightest sense of reading kis without their scouters. The little prince seemed to have the most latent skill at this; Nappa possessed so little he might as well have been blind. My pet’s abilities, although slower to learn, apparently gave him some measure of ability to interpret much as his foolish brother had.

The moment we were free of our landing pods, I had sent Vegeta and Nappa to deal with the crew of this temporary base. Apparently they decided either the creatures here had no ‘respect’ for Saiyans or were worthless, because within minutes none were left alive. They returned soon after with satisfied smirks; my monkeys enjoy butchery as much as I do.

“Vegeta,” I smirk knowingly as I read the power levels scattered around the planet, “I do believe you had too high an opinion of yourself. If I hadn’t taken you in and made you stronger more than a dozen of these other creatures could have destroyed you without a thought.”

Nappa emits a low growl as I besmirch the ‘honor’ of his runt of a prince, silenced quickly at a threatening flicker of ki from my fingertips. Vegeta, on the other hand, has finally learned to show some respect for me; his expression remains unchanged, visually hiding his antagonism. Even so, I can sense the hatred of his enforced servitude; as long as he hides it I’ll let the little monkey get away with it – for now.

I had nearly killed him three more times before leaving Earth, and as a result he was practically flickering with energy. I was rather impressed with the intensity of ki contained in that tiny body. Even my pet hadn’t changed this much; there must be something to the Saiyan belief in the relationship of royalty to power. Vegeta might not like my methods, but he cannot deny how effective they are.

“I think you should thank me, little prince.” I smirk as the rage rolls off him, and can sense him calculating the risk of not responding. Barely a heartbeat later he lowers his head in a stiff-necked bow.

“Thank you, Lord Piccolo, for giving me this strength,” he says in a monotone.

“See?” I chuckle, moving closer and grasp the tail coiled tightly around his waist. I smell the panic from Vegeta as well as the jealousy from Radditz. I have already demonstrated my knowledge of the pleasure and pain these furry appendages can give – the thrill is not letting my pets know which to expect.

I trail my nails lightly over the sensitive flesh hidden underneath, smiling to myself as Vegeta’s tail ripples with pleasure. He drops to his knees, dick already hardening, an involuntary purr escaping before he bites his tongue to silence it.

“See?” I repeat, bending to whisper in his ear, “I can reward loyalty well, little prince.” I cup a hand over his groin, squeezing just enough to make him moan in pleasure. “I should bend you over and fuck you now,” I hiss, imagining myself buried completely in the tiny body, wondering what kind of screams I could wring from him. I’ve decided to wait though, having realized the delay will increase both his anxious anticipation as well as my pleasure. There will be more than enough time to play with my miniature prince after I have gathered the dragonballs. “Wouldn’t you like that, little monkey? Don’t you want me to have my cock buried so deeply in your ass you can taste me when I cum?”

Vegeta snaps his head up in disbelief and tries to pull his tail out of my hands. I nearly crush the delicate bones at this useless resistance, but I don’t want him crippled at the moment; instead I pierce the tender flesh with my nails, chuckling when he bites back a groan.

“What’s the matter, little prince? I guarantee you I will fuck you better than Frieza ever could. And better yet, every time I do you will become stronger. Can your lizard do that for you?” I glance over at where Radditz is forcibly preventing Nappa from interfering and nod my approval. My pet has learned his place quickly, but these two continue to resist. I squeeze Vegeta’s tail again before resuming my gentle stroking. “Answer me, Vegeta.”

“No,” he gasps.

“No, what, little monkey?”

“No, Frieza can’t make me as strong as you.”

I smirk. It wasn’t precisely what I had asked, but it would do for now. I had quickly realized Vegeta would take much longer to break than Radditz had – and intended to enjoy every minute of it.

I release him and stroll to a better vantage point. “Come pet,” I command, pleased at Radditz’ instant obedience. Nappa rushes over to help the little monkey to his feet, to Vegeta’s obvious anger. I sense a particularly high ki and gesture towards it, “I assume that is Frieza…”

Radditz concentrates for a moment. “I think…” he murmurs before verifying the reading with his scouter, “Yes Master, that is Frieza.”

“Excellent. He’s a weakling.” I turn on the dragonball radar. “He’s managed to locate three of the dragonballs…there’s one close to here – we’ll start with that. Monkeys!” I call, “We’re moving.”

TBC