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Chapter 1

Chances

Spring Queen

Her heart was racing as he slowly approached her. The look in his eyes made her sick they were dark and full of lust. She watched as his eyes roamed her body making her feel dirty. She couldn't believe this was happening to her and she had no way to stop it.

It was only a week ago when the earth was invaded by Freiza. The soldiers that he sent destroyed everything. The Z fighters tried to stop them first Krillin, next Piccolo, they all failed in their efforts even Goku was defeated by the ones with tails. Yamcha was the only one who survived, only because Bulma begged him not to leave her when the soldiers arrived in West City. He obeyed and stayed by her side in the bomb shelter under CC.

A day went by things were quiet and they emerged from the shelter. What they saw was terrible. There was death and destruction everywhere. In the distance you could see there was not a standing building. They walked along very slowly aware that anything could pop out of the rubble and attack them at any time. They walked for 20 minutes in silence and awe at the gloomy town they once called their home. After a short while they started to calm down, thinking maybe everyone had left hours ago, just then they were spotted by a soldier scanning the area in the air for survivors. He landed in front of them with a smile upon his face.

"Well well well what do we have here" the soldier said as he walked closer to them.

Yamcha pushed Bulma behind him to protect her as he got in a fighting stance ready to attack just in case this was an enemy. Bulma looked around Yamcha to get a better look. The alien was blue and had sharp yellow teeth and long black spiky hair somewhat like the Saiyins hair. He was dressed in white and blue armor which a golden seal on the front with words Bulma couldn't understand. She looked at the alien's face and saw that he was smiling at her and licking his black dry lips.

"That's a nice piece of ass you have there" he said to Yamcha in a low shrill voice that made Bulma's skin crawl. "I'll be happy to take her off your hands".

Bulma took a step backwards at his words. The look on his face made her think that he would be all to happy to get her alone to do things she couldn't bear to think of.

"Bulma get out of here" Yamcha snapped her out of her daze and back to reality he was now turned to her.

"No I can't leave you" Bulma's eyes started to tear up. How could she possible leave him like this to face this monster?

"You have to I'll hold him off just run , I want you to get as far away as possible I would never forgive myself if anything happen to you" He said solemnly. He kissed her on the forehead. He knew this was the only way, "I love you Bulma"

"I love you too" was the last words she would say to him before running off down the street.

Bulma ran off blindly with tears streaming down her face while choking on sobs making it hard to breath while running. She slowed her pace to a jog believing she was far enough to slow down she had been running for a few minutes now.

"Yamcha" she whispered to herself in the dark alley she had stopped in to hide.

She found some trash cans and got herself into one. She tried to control her sobs but she couldn't .Her life had went from fabulous to garbage in just a short time. She had lost everything her family, home, friends and now maybe her love.

Thump! There was a noise outside the can. Bulma covered her mouth to make sure she was quiet. There were footsteps. Bulma's heart started to beat faster and harder. Suddenly the lid to the trash can was lifted off and she was pulled out and thrown up against a near wall. Bulma's head slammed so hard into the wall on impact that it created a gash on the back of her head and blood poured through her hair and on to the shirt she was wearing. She looked up and saw that her assailant was the alien she left Yamcha to figh,t but where was Yamcha? She looked around but he was no where to be found.

The alien started to take off his armor. Bulma moved as close to the wall as possible searching around for an escape but found none. His armor dropped to the floor and he stood their naked. Bulma could see all the scars from previous battles all over his muscular body and of course his throbbing manhood slightly jumping in anticipation.

"Nooo" Bulma whimpered as she brought herself off of the ground to a standing position.

"Oh yesss your weak lover is gone and now you are all mine" the monster hissed as he took one step towards her. He smiled when he notice the shocked look on her face when he mentioned Yamcha.

'Yamcha's gone?' Bulma said it over and over in her mind but it just didn't seem true. That was the last straw she had to escape. She looked up and stared him in the eyes as he moved closer to her, all the while searching her pockets for something that would help her and she found it.

With out warning the alien had lunged at her knocking her to the ground and was on top of her ripping her clothes off cutting her during the process with his long nails. This was her chance she took the object (metal nail filer) out of her pants and plunged it deep into the aliens back and broke it off.

"AWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!." The alien screamed out in pain Bulma kicked him in the groin and took off running. She didn't know where she was going and she didn't care as long as she got away. Little did she know that the alien was hot on her trail and was very pissed.

Bulma looked around frantically for help while wiping the blood from her gash out of her face but found no one next thing she knew something knocked her in the back and she went flying100 feet.

"You little bitch how dare you" the alien was furious his once black eyes were now red and the expression on his face that he was going to kill her. She had managed to get up off of the ground and in a flash he was in front of her. He punched her across her across the face and she cried out. Bulma's mouth began to fill with blood. The alien then pushed her to the ground and started stomping her with his boot. Bulma could fill one of her ribs crack. Wincing in pain she coughed up blood to keep from choking on it. The alien then stomped her one last time on the leg breaking it.

"Now that I'm sure you wont run away lets get down to business shall we" he smiled down at her and proceeded to rip off the rest of her clothes all he had left was her bra and panties which he took them off with ease.

"Please don't" Bulma managed to say realizing that he was about to rape her. Her words were unheard as he took his manhood and plunged it into her wet womanhood as hard as he could.

Another scream escaped Bulma lips. Pain rocked her body it was like noting she had every experienced before. She had never had given herself to anyone before, not even Yamcha, and now this beast was taking her innocence and dreams without a second thought. She felt like trash.

"You are really tight, are you a virgin?" He laughed as he thrust in and out of her faster and faster ignoring the blood that poured from her body all over his manhood. Bulma began to fight with the little energy she had left, pounding her hands on his back and trying to kick him with her good leg. It annoyed the alien.

He smacked her once more. "Don't ruin this for me" he warned .

Bulma couldn't take it anymore the mental and physical pain was to much for her. Darkness consumed her and she passed out but not before she whispered a very low, "Yamcha…………"

Bulma awoke to a dark and strange room her body ached and memories from before flooded into her mind. The room she was in was small there was just a bed which she was lying in a desk and closet and there was a door which she assumed led to the bath room and a door way to a kitchen. She removed the sheets that were placed on her and looked over her body. Her broken leg was wrapped tight and it didn't seem to be broken anymore it just hurt really bad. The clothes she had on before was of course gone all that remained was a bra and panties which were soaked in blood from all of her wombs and cuts.

She attempted to get out of bed. She had a splitting headache. She limped her way to a mirror she had spotted on the wall to see all the damage. She couldn't believe what she saw she didn't look like herself anymore. Her face was horribly bruised her hair was covered with dry blood from the gash she had received earlier; her eyes were swollen from all the tears she had shed in her sleep. She was a monster. She couldn't believe all of the injuries.

The door to the room swung open and Bulma froze in her place. HE walked in the alien that attacked her . Bulma sneered with disgust at her enemy and slowly started to back up from him. He smiled at her.

"You're quite a strong willed woman aren't you? I thought you would have been in bed longer" he walked closer to her she didn't move an inch from where she stood she didn't want to upset him. He took his hand and held her chin up so she was looking him in the eyes " You have such fire in your eyes do you plan on hurting me little one" He chuckled slightly "I would love to see you try" the evil smile upon his face made Bulma's blood boil, she knew she was no match for him.

"You're mine now slave" Bulma snatched her head way from his blue hand which causes her some pain considering her injuries.

"I'll never be yours" she hissed. His smile disappeared and Bulma saw him raise his hand to strike her. There was a loud smack on impact. Pain shot through her face and Bulma lowered her head in shame.

"You will learn your place wench" he yelled frustrated with the blue haired human. "Now like I was saying, you are my slave you will do as you are told no questions asked the name you will address me by is master Kamoto. I will not allow defiance. If you do as I say no harm will come to you and if you don't do as I say there will be consequences" Kamoto stopped talking and gave Bulma a minute to let everything sink in and then he started again "Do you understand me?"

Bulma reluctantly nodded her head showing she understood her situation.

"Good now what is your name?" he asked walking back towards the door.

"Bulma" replied the broken human.

"Okay Bulma go clean yourself up Marin will be by here later to show you how things are to be done and how to act like an obedient servant until then don't do anything stupid while I'm gone I'll be back by 9" he pointed to the clock or so Bulma thought it was a clock on the wall. "It's 2 o'clock now and when I get back I expect you to have everything done" with that he left the room .

Once he was gone Bulma collapsed onto the floor and began to cry. 'Why me?' she thought to herself here she was stuck here with theses bastards who killed everyone she loved and now she was supposed to serve them.

"Oh Yamcha" after a couple of minutes of crying and assessing the situation she realized there was nothing she could do, theses people were stronger than she was and they would certainly kill her if she tried anything and another thing was that she had no idea where she was. The inevitable outcome was she was doomed to be a lowly servant to a cruel alien.

Bulma picked herself off of the floor and made her way to the bathroom. The bathroom was also small just enough room for a shower, sink and toilet and nothing else she moved toward the towel rack and grabbed a washcloth and began to clean herself up . She wash her cuts and scraps. After 2 hours of cold washcloths and medical equipment she found in the medicine cabinet she look almost herself there was still a little bruising on her cheek that she knew wouldn't go away for a day or two.

Next she went in search of clothes she could put on. Just then there was a knock at the door. Bulma wrapped a towel around her body and went to open it . She assumed and hoped it was Marin. She stopped one step away from the door and took a couple of deep breaths realizing when she opened the door it was going to be the beginning of the rest of her life.

Angry footsteps echoed through the hallway. A soldier cursed under his breath as he headed for the conference room. Before he could open the door a raspy voice beckoned from inside

"Come in my little prince" Upon hearing that voice Vegeta let out a growl. He walked in noticing Frieza was the only one in the room usually he had one of his loyal henchmen by his side, this made Vegeta uncomfortable. He approached the throne.

"You called my Lord" Vegeta bowed respectfully.

"I need your status report on Earth"

"We have successfully purged the planet and the builders are waiting for your orders to start building the base"

"Are there any survivors?"

"Not on earth but some of the soldiers took some of the female species for bed mates" Vegeta scoffed I disgust.

"Did you take a female?" Frieza asked curiously.

"No I have too much honor to mate with a weaker species"

"Of course you do" the alien chuckled looking over the young prince's body with a lustful stare.

The prince noticed him and had to keep his composure, he knew what would be the consequences for insubordination. He would be beaten to the brink of death Vegeta always hoped that the monster would kill him but he never did. Frieza wasn't stupid he knew Vegeta was one of his strongest soldiers and he was important to his militia. Once Frieza was done beating Vegeta he would leave him to heal on his own without the regeneration tank. Vegeta held his tongue knowing that one day Frieza would get what's coming to him.

Frieza slowly rose from his throne and started to sway towards Vegeta.

Marin was tall and slender. She had green skin and yellow hair she was quite pretty. She had many scars on her face and she looked tired and sad. She spoke very softly as if she was afraid to, Bulma had a hard time understanding her.

"The first thing you have to remember is that whoever you were before now no longer exist" Marin took a deep breath and paused, Bulma figured she was remembering her old life. Marin stared out into space for a few seconds and then began talking again.

"Next are your duties, follow me"

Marin led Bulma out of the room and into the hallway into the main part of the building which was somewhat like a apartment complex. Bulma looked around in awe of her new home. Everything fascinated her especially the people, Bulma counted 12 different types of species male and female. She also noticed the technology all around mostly everything was electronic. Bulma then noticed all the eyes that were on them specifically her. Marin had given her something to wear. It was a plain white dress that came up to about her knees; it had a v neck so a little cleavage was showing the fabric felt like polyester. She moved her arms in front of her chest in an effort to cover up.

They finally reached their destination, it was a supply closet filled with sheets, towels, soap, etc. Bulma was told she was to keep everything in her room clean and tidy for her master. Everything she needed was in this room. Next Bulma was showed the training facility where she was never to go, when Bulma asked why Marin quickly changed the subject. The next stop was a cafeteria where lunch was provided for the soldiers the servants were only allowed in to assist them in this area if they needed it. Bulma was informed that most of the time the soldiers did not eat in the cafeteria, the servants were in charge of fixing meals in their apartments. Bulma glanced into the cafeteria and noticed it was filled with soldiers ravishing their foods as if they hadn't eaten in years and their slaves were cleaning up after them. The slaves were treated especially bad here it seemed that this was the area where the masters showcased their slave and make them do embarrassing feats such as using them as footstools and making them sit on their laps so they can fondle them.

"Is there any place where the servants can just get away from work?" Bulma interrupted Marin while she was trying to explain how to get around the building without getting lost.

"You can always go outside but only if all of your chores are done"

"Outside? Where are we, on Earth right?" realizing that she had no idea where she was.

"Earth, no we are on planet Bros" Bulma's eyes widen and she ran to the nearest window. Marin was right they definitely weren't on Earth anymore. How long was she asleep? The sky was red and the grass was blue. There were many trees and many buildings were tall and round. A tear fell out of Bulma's eye but she wiped it away before Marin could see it.

Bulma was taken back to her room so she could settle in and get dinner ready for Kamoto. They said their farewells and Bulma walked into her prison. It was 6 o'clock she only had a couple of hours to get everything done before he came home. She walked into the kitchen and began to look through the cabinets for things she could cook.

"Son of a Bitch how dare that monster look at me that way" Vegeta pounded his fist into the wall he was on his way to train. He walked into the training area and to his surprise no one was training this made him mad because he really needed to relieve some anger and he always did that by pounding one of the weaker soldiers. They were all gathered around the blue soldier Kamoto. He heard them talking about a new wench.

"Where did you get her?" one soldier said

"Is she good in bed?" another said.

Kamoto smiled and answered the questions "Earth and Yes" the answer to the second question made the group of soldiers grin and laugh.

It was obvious word had got around about Bulma. She was so beautiful and exotic with her blue hair and eyes, and beautiful fit body that would make any man go crazy; she was bound to be noticed.

The prince cleared his throat to make aware that he was in the room. The crowd dispersed and a tall bald saiyin walked towards Vegeta.

"Sorry boss" Vegeta grunted and they began to spar.

Nappa was really no challenge but he was stronger than all the others. They were finished in about an hour. They grabbed a couple of towels to wipe off the sweat.

"You seem to be getting weaker instead of stronger Nappa"

"Well you are the best" Vegeta sneered with disgust Nappa was always kissing up like a little lap dog.

"Well if you spent as much time training as you do working out your dick we wouldn't have this problem" Vegeta got up to leave

"You know Frieza has another mission for us"

"I'm not going; all these purging missions are a waste of my time"

"They are not all a waste did you happen to see what Kamoto brought back from are last mission?"

" No and I don't care I have better things to do than to worry about some female whore" Vegeta walked out deciding he would come back later to train alone in peace , he got more training done when he was by himself.

"Ohhhh" Bulma was having a hard time understanding the languages on the food products. She didn't know what she was cooking but it smelled pretty good. It took her a while but in a couple of hours she had everything set and ready for Kamoto's arrival.

Kamoto walked in looking extremely tired and in pain. He went over to the bed and slung himself across it, and then he looked in Bulma's direction. She was sitting at a desk in the corner of the room.

"So how was your day?" he asked nonchalantly not really caring what her answer was, just trying to make conversation.

"Fine"

"Did you cook dinner?"

"Yes it's in the kitchen on the counter"

"Well lets go eat, shall we" He got off the bed and headed for the kitchen.

"I... uh already ate" Bulma lied the truth was she hadn't eaten all day and she was really hungry she just didn't feel up to being so close to him at the table.

Kamoto stopped a turned around "I didn't ask you if you wanted to eat?"

Bulma reluctantly got up from her chair not wanting to make him mad and followed him into the kitchen. There was a small table in the middle of the kitchen Kamoto took a seat. Bulma proceeded to serve him his food; after she was done she made a plate for herself and sat down. They ate in silence for a couple of minutes Bulma noticed that Kamoto was looking at her.

"You know I'm not really a bad guy you just caught me on one of my bad days" Bulma looked up from her food.

"I don't want you to be afraid of me I just want you to respect me. This experience can be one that we both can benefit from. You give me what I want and I give you what you want?"

"I want to go home" Bulma stated.

"Except that of course, trust me you don't want to go back to Earth there is nothing there" Bulma gave him a evil glare that made him laugh.

"There is nothing you can do to me little one so just comply I don't want to have to kill you I like you and your cooking taste way better than that of my other slaves"

Bulma began to eat again

"Do we have an agreement?" Bulma didn't answer him she was thinking things through in her head she didn't want to be hurt and maybe when he let her do things she wanted to do she could get to a library or lab and figure a way out of this mess. Bulma nodded her head in agreement.

"That's another thing I want to hear your voice nods can only go so far"

They finished eating and Bulma went to wash the dishes while Kamoto went and took a shower. When Bulma finished cleaning the kitchen she walked into the bed room and noticed Kamoto was already in bed.

"Come on little one I won't do anything I swear" Bulma stood still watching him beckon her to the king size bed.

"You are still injured I won't do anything serious for a couple of days" Bulma stood still.

Kamoto growled "I'm getting impatient woman get in the bed NOW!"

Bulma walked towards the bed and got in on the left side and turned her back towards.

"Now that wasn't so hard was it" Kamota faced her back and wrapped his arm around Bulma's waist. He slid his hand down to her legs .Bulma tensed up.

"Spread your legs" he commanded

"No" she whimpered. Bulma heard a frustrated growl and felt his arms release her.

That was the last straw Kamoto got up and walked to the closet. Bulma watched him take out something black and walk back over to the bed to Bulma's side. He pulled her out of bed by her hair and held her by the arm showing her what he had. Bulma's eyes widen when she saw that he had a leather whip.

"Do you see this?"

Bulma looked over it and nodded.

"I told you no more nodding"

"Yes I see what it is"

"Now I don't have to use this on you like I did to my other slaves, do I?"

"No"

"So you are going to behave and be a good girl right?"

"Yes"

"Yes what?"

"Yes Master Kamoto" Bulma looked down not wanting to look into his eyes.

Kamoto smiled at her obedience "Good now get back into bed"

Kamoto place the whip back in the closet while Bulma got back into bed.

"See I knew you were a smart girl" Him climbed back into bed and continued to rub Bulma leg.

"Spread your legs" This time Bulma did as she was told, she opened her legs slightly.

"Wider" she opened them wider so he could slide his hand up her dress and to her panties.

"Take them off" Bulma took of her panties slowly and dropped them off the edge of the bed. Without warning Kamoto then plunged his fingers it to her womanhood Bulma let out a small moan (not on purpose but just out of instincts) which turned Kamoto on.

"So you like that huh?" He moved his fingers in and out.

"I don't hear anything" Kamoto said and Bulma began to respond on que. They were fake moans and sighs to Bulma but Kamoto did not care. He moved his fingers faster while unclasping her bra with the other hand. Her insides began to get wet with blood and lubricant as he went deeper and deeper.

"Oh Master Kamoto" Bulma screamed she knew the only way he would stop was if he came to a climax or if she did so she decided to have a fake one. Kamoto licked her neck and started to caress her breast roughly she could tell he was about to climax so she kept it up.

"Faster harder" she screamed and it finally happen he climaxed and he removed his fingers from inside of her licked them and laid back on the bed.

"See what good thing can come when you behave" He was out of breath.

"More will come once you are back to full health, I want you to be ready when I come inside you" he laughed slightly Bulma had to keep from throwing up on her pillow.

"More will come tomorrow " was the last thing he said before he turned his body towards the wall away from Bulma and fell asleep. Bulma was in shock she felt so violated. He had just used her body again. Bulma laid in bed unable to go to sleep.

When morning came she got up from the bed before Kamoto did and cleaned everything so she could leave without him saying anything to her or looking for her it was around 5:15. Once done with all her chores she hurried and took a shower she smelled like Kamoto and she couldn't take it anymore. She got out of the shower Kamoto was still sleeping , she tip- toed to the door careful not to make any sounds, open the door then shut it and ran like hell.

Vegeta hadn't gotten much sleep that night he was up training and didn't get to his room till 4 and he still couldn't go to sleep his mind was restless. He finally quit trying and left the room in search of food outside the base because the food the cooks served for the soldiers was awful stuff and his servants couldn't cook worth a damn either.

When he walked outside the sun was beginning to rise. He started to take another step when something hit in the head. Vegeta looked up to see a figure standing on the edge of the building that's when he realized it must have been a small piece of the building had hit him in the head. He took a couple more steps out to see if he could see who it was. It was a woman slave he could tell by the white dress she wore. She had aqua hair that flowed behind her in the wind. She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. What was she doing up there? Little did Vegeta know he was about to get his answer. The blue haired woman took one step off of the edge and started to plummet to the ground.

AN: Please review and I will continue the story. I have to see if people actually like it before I continue.

Thanks for reading :)