Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ, or the song Drugstore, by Stabbing Westward.
I do not own them!
DRUGSTORE
Bulma was walking with Freeza over to Vegeta's cell. "Hello my pet. Time to play." She said, wickedness in her voice. She looked at Vegeta, in all his glory, nude. A collar around his neck and shackles were encircling his ankles. She smirked to herself. My pet.
She had him. Vegeta had a chip inserted into him and he was unable to rebel against her. Her and her stupid genius. I'll kill her someday. She! Dare shatter my pride? I shall repay the favor to her ten-fold. But to have her.
You seduce me... Lonely in your hell.
Naked and hungry. I crawl into your cell...
Bulma grabbed the leash and led Vegeta down the winding halls to her room. She opened the door revealing the gigantic bed. "Come on Vegeta." She said smoothly. She pulled him on top of her and kissed him roughly.
A virtual drugstore is piled on your bed.
I can't resist with your tongue inside my head...
"You are mine Vegeta." She said as she removed his leash. "I hate to have all these restraints on you, but you may run away. That won't be any fun now will it?"
How can everything be justified by you?
She pulled at him again but he resisted. Why must she do this to me? Lock me in a cage, no food, only water, to keep me alive long enough to torture me with what I can't have, again and again. I can't have her. I am her 'pet' no more.
you get off watching me bleed...
you get off feeding my disease.
She pulls at him more roughly this time. "Vegeta! You are mine! Now do your job pet."
Vegeta growls to himself and kisses her, bruising her lips. But she doesn't care. She only wants release. What about me? The thoughts kept flitting in his mind. She moaned against his lips.
Her small hands moving down his back. Quickly and without thought he grabbed her hands, pinning tem above her with one hand. He looks at her face and sees that she is smiling. He nips at her ear and she squirms beneath him.
this time will be perfect you explain.
but your tongues as deadly as a needle in my vein...
He moves to her neck, nipping and sucking at the flesh. Why do I still do this, I hate her so. I remember why. She controls me. If I don't I die. Wouldn't death be better then this?
"Vegeta.. Finish it." She gasps out between breaths.
He moves down and latches on to one of her breasts. Her back arches into him and she wraps a leg around his waist. I should end this. Just kill her.
How can everything be justified by you?
How can my demise be justified by you?
He moves to the other breast. Teasing it with his tongue and free hand. Kill.her.His mind played the words over in his head, again and again. He moved down to her navel and dipped his tongue in and scraped his teeth against the flesh, earning a moan. Kill.her.end this.why suffer?
I'm so tired of living for your touch.
I'm so tired of needing you so much.
He used his free hand to brush her sex. Her breath caught and she bucked upwards. She will do anything now.get your freedom.
"Bulma." He spoke softly
"What?" she murmured
"I want my freedom." As he said this he brushed his hand over her sex again. Her breathing became ragged.
"Fine! Anything, just finish it!"
"I want your word."
"Yes. You have it."
Outside the door Freeza waited. He heard the sounds coming from the room. None of them was coming from the prince. So, that is how she tortures him? Freeza smirked to himself. Silence soon came and the door opened. Bulma was leading Vegeta by a leash out of the room.
"Well Miss Bulma?" Freeza said. "How did it go."
"Guard, escort him to his cell." Bulma demanded.
Vegeta growled to himself.
"He wants freedom Freeza." Bulma said. She then laughed.
"Oh, is that so? Stupid monkey."
"I had your word!" Vegeta bellowed. A button was then pressed and he was silent once more.
"Yes, stupid monkey indeed." Bulma started laughing again and then walked with Freeza down the hall."
How ca everything be justified by you?
When did I decide to be crucified by you?
How can everything be justified by you?
By you...
DRUGSTORE
Bulma was walking with Freeza over to Vegeta's cell. "Hello my pet. Time to play." She said, wickedness in her voice. She looked at Vegeta, in all his glory, nude. A collar around his neck and shackles were encircling his ankles. She smirked to herself. My pet.
She had him. Vegeta had a chip inserted into him and he was unable to rebel against her. Her and her stupid genius. I'll kill her someday. She! Dare shatter my pride? I shall repay the favor to her ten-fold. But to have her.
You seduce me... Lonely in your hell.
Naked and hungry. I crawl into your cell...
Bulma grabbed the leash and led Vegeta down the winding halls to her room. She opened the door revealing the gigantic bed. "Come on Vegeta." She said smoothly. She pulled him on top of her and kissed him roughly.
A virtual drugstore is piled on your bed.
I can't resist with your tongue inside my head...
"You are mine Vegeta." She said as she removed his leash. "I hate to have all these restraints on you, but you may run away. That won't be any fun now will it?"
How can everything be justified by you?
She pulled at him again but he resisted. Why must she do this to me? Lock me in a cage, no food, only water, to keep me alive long enough to torture me with what I can't have, again and again. I can't have her. I am her 'pet' no more.
you get off watching me bleed...
you get off feeding my disease.
She pulls at him more roughly this time. "Vegeta! You are mine! Now do your job pet."
Vegeta growls to himself and kisses her, bruising her lips. But she doesn't care. She only wants release. What about me? The thoughts kept flitting in his mind. She moaned against his lips.
Her small hands moving down his back. Quickly and without thought he grabbed her hands, pinning tem above her with one hand. He looks at her face and sees that she is smiling. He nips at her ear and she squirms beneath him.
this time will be perfect you explain.
but your tongues as deadly as a needle in my vein...
He moves to her neck, nipping and sucking at the flesh. Why do I still do this, I hate her so. I remember why. She controls me. If I don't I die. Wouldn't death be better then this?
"Vegeta.. Finish it." She gasps out between breaths.
He moves down and latches on to one of her breasts. Her back arches into him and she wraps a leg around his waist. I should end this. Just kill her.
How can everything be justified by you?
How can my demise be justified by you?
He moves to the other breast. Teasing it with his tongue and free hand. Kill.her.His mind played the words over in his head, again and again. He moved down to her navel and dipped his tongue in and scraped his teeth against the flesh, earning a moan. Kill.her.end this.why suffer?
I'm so tired of living for your touch.
I'm so tired of needing you so much.
He used his free hand to brush her sex. Her breath caught and she bucked upwards. She will do anything now.get your freedom.
"Bulma." He spoke softly
"What?" she murmured
"I want my freedom." As he said this he brushed his hand over her sex again. Her breathing became ragged.
"Fine! Anything, just finish it!"
"I want your word."
"Yes. You have it."
Outside the door Freeza waited. He heard the sounds coming from the room. None of them was coming from the prince. So, that is how she tortures him? Freeza smirked to himself. Silence soon came and the door opened. Bulma was leading Vegeta by a leash out of the room.
"Well Miss Bulma?" Freeza said. "How did it go."
"Guard, escort him to his cell." Bulma demanded.
Vegeta growled to himself.
"He wants freedom Freeza." Bulma said. She then laughed.
"Oh, is that so? Stupid monkey."
"I had your word!" Vegeta bellowed. A button was then pressed and he was silent once more.
"Yes, stupid monkey indeed." Bulma started laughing again and then walked with Freeza down the hall."
How ca everything be justified by you?
When did I decide to be crucified by you?
How can everything be justified by you?
By you...