Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The House of Cards ❯ The Degradation of Royalty ( Chapter 1 )

disclaimer: i don't own dragonball z. i bet you can tell which characters i do own. most are cliche. take them, what do i care.


Buruma struggled against her bonds. She could feel the bitter sting of an open wound as the metal fetters chaifed her skin. She cried out. Dry tears stained her face and made it sticky.
"I demand you let me go!" she spat through the bar grates of her cell door.
"You ain't in any position to demand, now. You ain't in Kansas anymore, darlin'" a voice sneered back from the other side of the door.
Buruma choked on an anguished sob. "I am a princess! I will always be a princess!"
Another cruel voice snickered. "The princess of filth and rubbish for that is what you wallow in. My, you're starting to smell," he jibed.
Buruma collapsed in tears. She could not hold her own shivering body for her hands were bound behind her back. The best she could do was crawl to a corner and huddle in a fetal position, weeping against the torn and dirty fabric of her once-gorgeous gown.

Buruma stirred when she heard the rusty lock on her door unbolt. She struggled to stand up, inching up against the grimy wall. There was no way they were going to catch her unguarded and on the ground. She squinted as harsh light exploded from the hallway, illuminating the dank cell. Buruma squared her shoulders.
"Who are you? I demand you release me at once!" She perceived an evil chuckle coming from just beyond the doorway.
"They told us to fetch you before the Grand Council. But that's not for hours yet..." the voice began.
Buruma grit her teeth. "Just who the Hell do you think you are?"
The man stepped just inside the threshold. "I am Xerxes, second attendent to the Prime Minister of Yahweh. And you, my dear, are in a spot of trouble."
"Am I now?" she replied haughtily. "Besides being thrown in a cell, mistreated disrespectfully, unfed, and been denied my royal privilege, what else have you that could possibly indignify me further?"
Xerxes licked his lips. "Oh, I can think of a way, Princess..."
Buruma took a step hastily. "I will not lay a hand on me, sir," she said, rather to convince herself.
Xerxes's mouth twisted in a small smirk. "Do we abide by the rules of another other than our master, Clem?"
A shorter, squat man hobbled in through the doorway to stand by Xerxes. "I don' reckon we do," he replied, scratching the back of his head.
The two men advanced on Buruma. She stumbled back over her skirts trying to distance herself from the two men. She fell back onto the flat of her back, her skirts gathered, rumpled, around her knees.
"Look, she's all ready for us," Clem said, not even disguising the lust in his voice. He pounced on Buruma, locking her squirming body underneath his. Xerxes stood over the two, smiling eerily.
"Not exactly your expected vacation was it, Princess?" he sneered. Buruma shook with fear as she looked into his dark eyes. ""How does it feel, Princess, for a woman with promises of wealth and power delivered to her fingertips readily, to be subjected to such an act of degradation?"
Buruma fought back the tears in her eyes. "You will never have power over me," she whispered venomously.
"We shall see," he mused. He nodded to Clem who pried Buruma's knees apart. She struggled as much as she could but she was tired from lack of sleep and weak from lack of food and water. Her body ached to rest and refused to obey when she tried to call it to action. She could do little more than titter back and forth against the heavy man. He grinned at her slyly. He only had to use one arm to hold her down as he undid his trousers. He pushed them down around his knees and propped himself between her pale white thighs.
Buruma really started to panic. Beads of sweat appeared on her forehead and she looked up at the ceiling of the cell. 'Dear Kami, this can't be happening!' Small tears slid down her cheeks to pool on the concrete floor.
Xerxes laughed deeply. "Don't worry, my dear. It will be over soon as Clem has had his fun."
Clem grunted. "It's been awhile, Xerxe'. Ah reckon I'm gonna need a bit o' time."
Xerxes nodded thoughtfully. "Very well. I'll leave you to alone," he said cruelly, looking Buruma straight in the eyes. She swallowed the bile forming in her throat. Xerxes turned on his heels and walked out of the cell, carefully closing the door behind him.
"Just get it over with," Buruma said listlessly.
Clem shrugged. "I'm gonna do it, how I'm gonna do it," he said. He positioned his erect penis over Buruma's entrance. She could feel the wet tip poking at her. He grabbed a breast in each hand, pulling her to his with his grip. Then he was in her fully, stretching her. She bit her lip until it bled. She concentrated on the sweet, metallic taste to distract her from the fiery pain burning at her loins. He pulled out slowly, then pushed back in, causing her to slide roughly against the concrete floor. He grunted then began to pump in and out of her at a furious pace. Buruma tried hard to ignore what was happening, the violation of her own body. She squeezed her eyes shut. 'Meadows, beautiful meadows back home. Walking in the royal gardens amongst the fragrant spring blossoms, the cool freshness of the mountain springs that she and her family visited each summer...'
"AH!" Buruma screamed. Kami, it was too much. As much as she wanted to deny any reaction she was having to 'Clem's' assault on her body, a wave of pleasure caused her to shiver... and to scream out. Buruma slipped out of consciousness a few minutes later. The last she remembered being the telltale noise of the zipper; Clem was finished.

rev kurame

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