Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Progress of a Prince ❯ Chapter Three ( Chapter 3 )
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By: TheOtherSaiyan 
Kakarot learns what consequences the regeneration of his tail brings with it, and receives no pity from the prince.
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Psychological / Drama | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 03.28.2017 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.4K | Visits: 224 | Status: Work In Progress
Kakarot learns what consequences the regeneration of his tail brings with it, and receives no pity from the prince.
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Psychological / Drama | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 03.28.2017 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.4K | Visits: 224 | Status: Work In Progress
Chapter three
The screen was larger than Kakarot expected.
"This way, she can see what she has to work with. I've requested her to call in a few minutes so we can discuss a new project." Vegeta explained, pressing into the keyboard methodically to intercept any calls that would come through. "If anyone can do it, the woman can."
When the screen intercepted static, Kakarot jumped, fascinated. A picture formed. Bulma stood behind a desk. Her aqua hair was tied back in a braid and her fair skin complimented her blue eyes beautifully.
"Hey, Vegeta. You chose a good time for all of this, you know? I've been bored lately." Bulma said, propping her feet onto her desk.
"I've heard." Vegeta smirked at the woman. "Tell me, what do you know about limb regeneration?"
Bulma thought for a moment. "It should be relatively simple. So long as I have the genetic material to base it from, it should be fine. What needs regenerated?"
"You know how important the tail is to Saiyans, correct?"
"Of course! You guys can't go into mating cycles without it, or even transform. Bardock and I spoke of it during my last tour to Vegeta." Bulma kicked off her feet and shuffled through a binder of paperwork. "Did you lose your tail?"
"No, not myself. I retrieved a Saiyan who was being held as a slave on Felter. His was removed when he became a slave there, but that was nearly a decade ago. Do you think it would be possible, even with the time gap?" Goku immediately noticed that Vegeta did not refer to him as his concubine when speaking with the scientist.
"I wouldn't see why not. I'd have to do a little more research. Who is this Saiyan?" Bulma seemed extremely excited about this new project.
"Kakarot!" Vegeta called him over. Kakarot walked over slowly. He ventured into the view of the camera. "This is Bardock's youngest son. He was sent to purge Earth as an infant, under the orders of Freiza. He sustained brain damage and grew up as an Earthling until he was taken during an invasion when he was eight."
Bulma nodded in understanding. "How old are you now, Kakarot?"
Kakarot swallowed. "I'm seventeen."
"Have you had a mating cycle?"
Goku froze. "I don't know."
"He was used as a pleasure slave. There's no way he has yet." Vegeta explained. "He would have remembered."
"I see." Bulma thought for a moment. "So his mating cycle has been delayed by at least two years. He's still young, so it should start soon after his tail is regenerated, but it may never happen. That will be interesting to test."
"You can regenerate the tail, then?" Vegeta asked, his voice impatient.
Bulma rolled her eyes. "Yes, your whine-ess."
Kakarot's eyes widened at Bulma's disrespect. He expected Vegeta to reprimand Bulma for it.
"You never change, woman." Vegeta said.
Bulma smiled. "But that's why you keep me around."
"How soon can you be here?" Vegeta said, ignoring her comment.
"I'll have to clear things with Chi, but I should be able to be there in about thirty-six hours."
"If your mate has a problem, strap her in and bring her along." Vegeta snapped.
Again, she rolled her eyes. "I'll see you by tomorrow afternoon." Bulma said, gathering papers again.
"I'll be waiting." Vegeta said, ending the transmission. "She's a piece of work."
"Is there a reason you didn't mention my title to her?" Kakarot asked.
"The woman would know it was a farce." Vegeta explained. "I trust her to keep her mouth shut."
Kakarot nodded. He was still nervous and it was obvious to Vegeta that he wouldn't say anything until he did.
"You should be prepared for the mating rut to come. With how traumatized you are, it's going to be rough the first few times." Vegeta explained. Any other Saiyan, he wouldn't be discussing this, and he would have accused the man of being weak. Something about Kakarot made it hard. He was still a child. "You won't be satisfied without some kind of sexual gratification. It doesn't matter how afraid you are, it will have to be done."
"Vegeta..." Kakarot spoke softly.
"I know you don't want to, Kakarot. It is going to be hard. I get it. You have to. It's how the nature of the rut works. I will find you someone to bed, man or woman, your choice. You can be in complete control and I'll bring someone of lower status so you're in charge. This is not something I offer normally. I'm doing this because you're life up to this point has been a rather shitty deal. I'll help you as much as possible, because your trauma is so significant that you won't get stronger without overcoming your fear." Vegeta spoke sternly.
Kakarot swallowed hard. "I just can't, Vegeta."
"You can and you will. Otherwise, you'll just be a danger to yourself and everyone else. You best make your decision before your rut hits." Vegeta walked back toward his chair, sitting down without another word.
This couldn't be happening.
Just when Kakarot thought he was safe, it turns out he's not. It's unavoidable. It's inevitable. He was going to have to do it.
That night, Kakarot showered and slept in the sizable guest bed that one of the servants had brought in and made.
He was still very anxious about this whole mating rut business.
He was quickly pulled into a nightmare.
It was a memory of the first time he'd been utilized as a pleasure slave. He was only ten years old, and he didn't even know what sex was.
The slave master had made him shower after a long day of field work. He'd been suspicious when the master had told him he had plans for the slave that evening.
When he exited the shower, he tugged on clean clothing and walked back out into the living area of his master's home.
What he hadn't expected was his master to be laying on the couch, naked, and with a pulsating erection. Something about his sinister smile sent chills down Kakarot's spine.
"Come over here, kid." The master was a large man with blue skin. His all white eyes had given Kakarot the creeps since he met the guy.
Kakarot followed orders, joining the man on the couch.
Things progressed quickly. His master grabbed him by the hair, pushing him onto his stomach. Kakarot had yelped, trying to get away, but the master laid on top of him, telling Kakarot how beautiful he was when he screamed.
Searing pain erupted through Kakarot's backside, making him fight back the whining and scared noises. What was he going to do? Was he trying to tear him in half?
His master pushed his head down into the couch, pounding into him from behind.
"I hope you're having as much fun as I am, kid." the master hissed behind his head.
After what felt like hours, his master stopped his torture and ejaculated up Kakarot's back. Kakarot just laid there, willing the pain to stop, and for the scent of blood to go away.
He woke in a sweat in his new bed, trying to catch the breath that he'd lost. When was this going to end?
The screen was larger than Kakarot expected.
"This way, she can see what she has to work with. I've requested her to call in a few minutes so we can discuss a new project." Vegeta explained, pressing into the keyboard methodically to intercept any calls that would come through. "If anyone can do it, the woman can."
When the screen intercepted static, Kakarot jumped, fascinated. A picture formed. Bulma stood behind a desk. Her aqua hair was tied back in a braid and her fair skin complimented her blue eyes beautifully.
"Hey, Vegeta. You chose a good time for all of this, you know? I've been bored lately." Bulma said, propping her feet onto her desk.
"I've heard." Vegeta smirked at the woman. "Tell me, what do you know about limb regeneration?"
Bulma thought for a moment. "It should be relatively simple. So long as I have the genetic material to base it from, it should be fine. What needs regenerated?"
"You know how important the tail is to Saiyans, correct?"
"Of course! You guys can't go into mating cycles without it, or even transform. Bardock and I spoke of it during my last tour to Vegeta." Bulma kicked off her feet and shuffled through a binder of paperwork. "Did you lose your tail?"
"No, not myself. I retrieved a Saiyan who was being held as a slave on Felter. His was removed when he became a slave there, but that was nearly a decade ago. Do you think it would be possible, even with the time gap?" Goku immediately noticed that Vegeta did not refer to him as his concubine when speaking with the scientist.
"I wouldn't see why not. I'd have to do a little more research. Who is this Saiyan?" Bulma seemed extremely excited about this new project.
"Kakarot!" Vegeta called him over. Kakarot walked over slowly. He ventured into the view of the camera. "This is Bardock's youngest son. He was sent to purge Earth as an infant, under the orders of Freiza. He sustained brain damage and grew up as an Earthling until he was taken during an invasion when he was eight."
Bulma nodded in understanding. "How old are you now, Kakarot?"
Kakarot swallowed. "I'm seventeen."
"Have you had a mating cycle?"
Goku froze. "I don't know."
"He was used as a pleasure slave. There's no way he has yet." Vegeta explained. "He would have remembered."
"I see." Bulma thought for a moment. "So his mating cycle has been delayed by at least two years. He's still young, so it should start soon after his tail is regenerated, but it may never happen. That will be interesting to test."
"You can regenerate the tail, then?" Vegeta asked, his voice impatient.
Bulma rolled her eyes. "Yes, your whine-ess."
Kakarot's eyes widened at Bulma's disrespect. He expected Vegeta to reprimand Bulma for it.
"You never change, woman." Vegeta said.
Bulma smiled. "But that's why you keep me around."
"How soon can you be here?" Vegeta said, ignoring her comment.
"I'll have to clear things with Chi, but I should be able to be there in about thirty-six hours."
"If your mate has a problem, strap her in and bring her along." Vegeta snapped.
Again, she rolled her eyes. "I'll see you by tomorrow afternoon." Bulma said, gathering papers again.
"I'll be waiting." Vegeta said, ending the transmission. "She's a piece of work."
"Is there a reason you didn't mention my title to her?" Kakarot asked.
"The woman would know it was a farce." Vegeta explained. "I trust her to keep her mouth shut."
Kakarot nodded. He was still nervous and it was obvious to Vegeta that he wouldn't say anything until he did.
"You should be prepared for the mating rut to come. With how traumatized you are, it's going to be rough the first few times." Vegeta explained. Any other Saiyan, he wouldn't be discussing this, and he would have accused the man of being weak. Something about Kakarot made it hard. He was still a child. "You won't be satisfied without some kind of sexual gratification. It doesn't matter how afraid you are, it will have to be done."
"Vegeta..." Kakarot spoke softly.
"I know you don't want to, Kakarot. It is going to be hard. I get it. You have to. It's how the nature of the rut works. I will find you someone to bed, man or woman, your choice. You can be in complete control and I'll bring someone of lower status so you're in charge. This is not something I offer normally. I'm doing this because you're life up to this point has been a rather shitty deal. I'll help you as much as possible, because your trauma is so significant that you won't get stronger without overcoming your fear." Vegeta spoke sternly.
Kakarot swallowed hard. "I just can't, Vegeta."
"You can and you will. Otherwise, you'll just be a danger to yourself and everyone else. You best make your decision before your rut hits." Vegeta walked back toward his chair, sitting down without another word.
This couldn't be happening.
Just when Kakarot thought he was safe, it turns out he's not. It's unavoidable. It's inevitable. He was going to have to do it.
That night, Kakarot showered and slept in the sizable guest bed that one of the servants had brought in and made.
He was still very anxious about this whole mating rut business.
He was quickly pulled into a nightmare.
It was a memory of the first time he'd been utilized as a pleasure slave. He was only ten years old, and he didn't even know what sex was.
The slave master had made him shower after a long day of field work. He'd been suspicious when the master had told him he had plans for the slave that evening.
When he exited the shower, he tugged on clean clothing and walked back out into the living area of his master's home.
What he hadn't expected was his master to be laying on the couch, naked, and with a pulsating erection. Something about his sinister smile sent chills down Kakarot's spine.
"Come over here, kid." The master was a large man with blue skin. His all white eyes had given Kakarot the creeps since he met the guy.
Kakarot followed orders, joining the man on the couch.
Things progressed quickly. His master grabbed him by the hair, pushing him onto his stomach. Kakarot had yelped, trying to get away, but the master laid on top of him, telling Kakarot how beautiful he was when he screamed.
Searing pain erupted through Kakarot's backside, making him fight back the whining and scared noises. What was he going to do? Was he trying to tear him in half?
His master pushed his head down into the couch, pounding into him from behind.
"I hope you're having as much fun as I am, kid." the master hissed behind his head.
After what felt like hours, his master stopped his torture and ejaculated up Kakarot's back. Kakarot just laid there, willing the pain to stop, and for the scent of blood to go away.
He woke in a sweat in his new bed, trying to catch the breath that he'd lost. When was this going to end?