A/N: OMFG! Thank you very much guys for your lovely reviews. I'd like to thank Jessicca, Vegetas my lover, Angel, Nikkie23534, ThomasaTa and cs2thie.
And to cs2thie: I didn't mean to Americanize but the story is based on American BDSM culture and the location is California, America, so I had to. And I know a very little about American stuffs myself (all my knowledge come from American movies and TV shows) so I don't think it's "Too Americanized."
Anyway thank you guys again. I love you all.

Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ.

Warning: M rated for sex so kids don't read please.

I go to the Starbucks near my apartment every morning to get my coffee. Yesterday was no different. I stood at the counter to get the Venti vanilla latte I ordered. The guy at the counter was giving me the weird flirty smile. I turned my head to the right to avoid his gaze and my heart stopped beating.

There, at the ordering counter, stood the man haunting my dreams every single night. It was 'Daddy', Vegeta Ouji himself, in flesh!
I just stood there staring at him with wide eyes. I forgot to breath.

He must've felt my eyes on him; he turned his head to the left and looked me in the eye. His gaze was intense. It broke my stance; I felt so embarrassed. I quickly looked away.

My heart was beating unhealthily fast. I walked away hurriedly as soon as I got my coffee. I usually don't drink my coffee at the café; I drink it on my way back to my house. But it was not a usual day. I took a seat at a corner table, from where the counter was fully visible.

I drank my coffee and watched him closely like a psycho stalker. He was wearing a black tee shirt and a pair of black cargo pants and a pair of black hiking boots. He looked even more handsome off screen. He was muscled but lean. His hair was jet black and flame shaped. He was frowning all the time which gave him a 'don't fuck with me' look.
I was watching him so intensely that I didn't pay attention to my sipping. As a result I spilled some on my top. As my skin came in contact with the hot liquid, I hissed and came back to the real world. I grabbed a napkin started to wipe the coffee off my top.

After wiping the coffee I looked up only to find him nowhere in sight. I looked to my left, to my right, searching him frantically but no luck. Sighing in despair I closed my eyes and lowered my head.

"Is this seat taken?"

My whole body froze as soon as I heard the voice. It was the voice which I longed to hear. I looked up and saw the man to whom I longed to submit.

A small smirk played on his face. I could only shake my head as I was too nervous and startled. As he took a seat I lowered my gaze and concentrated on my drink. I would steal a glance now and then but his eyes would always catch me. His smirk grew as if he was getting pleasure from my uneasiness, of course he was.

"That stain looks nasty." He sounded amused.

I looked up finding him looking straight in my eyes. "Yeah." I choked out a reply.
I could feel my cheeks starting to heat up; I knew I was blushing. No other man had ever affected me like this before.

The silence between us was getting really awkward for me. I didn't want him to get bored and walk away so I decided to break it.

"It was worth it though; the coffee is really good here." I gave out a nervous smile. I wanted to strangle myself for blabbering stupid things.

He nodded still looking amused.

"I'm Bulma by the way." I tried to sound not stupid.

"Nice to meet you Bulma, I am…"

I didn't let him finish. "Oh I know who you are Daddy!" I didn't know where that slutty voice came from; I just couldn't stop myself.

He stopped. With his mouth slightly open he raised his eyebrow. The smirk came back on his sweet lips.

"I assume you're familiar with my work?"

I released the breath I realized I was holding. I waned to tell him I was more than familiar with his work and overall him, but I decided to play cool.

"Just a fan." I couldn't look him in the eye. I just wished my voice didn't tremble.

He chuckled. He was highly amused I could see. "It's always Fun to meet a fan." He emphasized on the word 'fun'.

I didn't know what to say.

"You should really take care of that stain quickly." Tilting his head to the side he looked at me, still smirking.

I nodded. 'Is he telling me to go home?' I didn't know what to think. "Yeah, I'll wash it when I go home."

"Where do you live?" He asked nonchalantly.

I didn't think; I just blabbered out. I tried to stop but it was too late. "Near, very near, just down the road." I sounded like I was begging him to come to my house and fuck me. I blushed in embarrassment.

He chuckled loudly gaining the gaze of the people around us. He seemed to enjoy my humiliation very much.

"I could give you a ride if you want." He offered trying to suppress his smirk.

I smiled at his offer. "I'd love that."

He nodded and motioned me to follow him. My heart was beating loudly in my ear as I followed him to the parking lot and got into his black Chevy SUV. I showed him the way and it only took 5 minutes to reach my apartment.

"I don't have my toys with me." He said getting out of the car.

"I have mine." I said very eagerly. Of course I wouldn't let this once in a lifetime opportunity go so easily.

"Alright then." He sounded enthusiastic enough.

We got into the lift, I pressed the button. I lived on the 5th floor. He stood beside me. I remembered a similar situation on one of daddy's videos.
A young girl, in an elevator, alone with a man i.e. Daddy. Suddenly he grabbed the girl from behind by the waist and put his other hand on her mouth to silence her screams. He swiftly tied her hands behind her back. He duct taped her mouth and tied her ankles together.
The girl thrashed violently but all in vain. As soon as the elevator door opened he threw her over his shoulder and walked out. He took the girl to her own apartment and dumped her on the floor. He took a seat on the couch, watching the girl with an amused look on his face as she struggled to get out of her bindings and wriggled around on the floor.
He let her try to get away for few minutes before grabbing her by the hair and dragging her to the couch. He pulled out his dick and shoved it in her mouth. Gripping her head tightly he fucked her mouth. He shoved his cock in her throat deep and stopped. He pinched her nose, not letting her breath through her nose, making her open her mouth wider. He tapped, more like smacked at the back of her head pushing her onto his cock, making her take it balls deep in her mouth involuntarily. The girl started to squirm as the…"

"So Bulma, where are you from?" Daddy asked interrupting my thoughts. I noticed I was sweating extremely. I was sure I was wet down there as much as I was sweating.

"I'm from Japan." I informed him.

"And you're here to…" his tone was questioning.

"I study Aerospace Engineering at Caltech." I looked at him from the corner of my eyes.

"Impressive." He sounded genuine.

I blushed at my first compliment from Daddy. I still couldn't believe I picked up 'Daddy' from Starbucks! I texted my friends and my boyfriend that I had a cold and I won't be coming to school. The thought of cheating on Yamcha, my boyfriend crossed my mind but I dismissed it. It wasn't like we were in love or something! And it was the man of my dreams, I couldn't blow this chance!

We reached my floor and walked towards my apartment. He walked slightly behind me. He admired my house as we walked in.

"You must be loaded woman!" He seemed impressed.

I smiled. "Not yet, but my da…my father is." I almost said Daddy!

He grinned and I smiled shyly.

An awkward silence filled the air.

"Would you like something to eat b…" I tried to start a conversation but he cut me off.

"No I'm good but before we do anything I need to ask you some things." His voice was serious.

"OK." I felt nervous.

"Are you clear?"

"You mean STD clear?" I asked.

He nodded.

"Yes, I last checked two weeks ago." I said happily like a kindergarten kid who got the answer right.

He nodded looking pleased. "And you're absolutely sure you want this?" He asked again.

"Yes." I almost yelled.

"And you realized that if you agree to do this you'll be my fuck toy for the whole day?"

"Yes." I said with same enthusiasm.

"You'll do whatever I tell you to do and I'll do whatever I want to do with you."

"Yes." I was breathing heavily.

"Your body will belong to me. You will endure everything I do to your sweet little body."

"Yes." I was dripping as his verbal fucking continued.

"Well then Bulma, I promise that you will be thoroughly fucked before the sun rises tomorrow." He announced.

I bit my lip in anticipation.

"Show me your toys then." He said.

Nodding I walked towards my bedroom and he followed. I pulled my toy bag from under my bed. He took the bag from my hand. He pulled out all the toys from the bag and laid them on the bed. He observed them and his lip curled. I knew they weren't of his liking. My boyfriend bought them. He was pretty softcore so he bought softcore toys. I mean the leather cuffs and the nipple clamps were freaking padded. I wanted to kill Yamcha at that time.

"Show me your kitchen." He wasn't asking.

I was puzzled; I didn't understand why he wanted to go to the kitchen. Was he hungry? He went through everything in my kitchen. He collected three pairs of chopsticks, a wooden spatula, a saran wrap (plastic wrap). I was completely baffled. He ordered me to pick them up and follow him. Once we reached the living room he told me put them on the table. He sat on the leather couch and told me to bring the other toys from bedroom and I did. I laid all the toys together on the table.

"Take off your clothes but leave the panties on." Daddy ordered.

I did what he said quickly. I took all my clothes off except the panties.

He picked up some rope and walked behind me. He tied my hands together tightly. He tied two ropes around my chest, one above my B cup breasts and one under, crushing my breasts in process. I breathed heavily as he worked his magic on me. He walked in front of me and pinched both of my nipples making me moan. He took my right breast In his hand and squeezed it hard. I moaned again. He then tied another rope firmly around the base of the breast causing it to bulge outwards. He did same to my left breast. At first I didn't feel much discomfort, but as time passed I felt intense pain as the blood flow was cut off. The blood was putting pressure on the skin making me feel like they would burst at any moment.

After the binding was complete he walked away leaving me standing there. He sat down on the couch. He watched me closely, pleased with his handiwork.

"Now take your panties off." He smiled smugly.

It was very difficult to take off the panties with my hands secured tightly behind my back. I wiggled, I twisted, I almost fell down on the floor. I struggled really hard and finally succeeded as the panties fell down to my ankles. I smiled cheerily and looked at Daddy. It looked like my show has kept him fairly amused.

"Get your slutty little ass over here and get down on your knees bitch, NOW!" He yelled.

I practically ran up to him and knelt down. He stood up and took off his pants. His semi hard cock dangled in front of my face. My heart filled with joy at the sight of it. It was like meeting your favorite celebrity off screen, face to face for the first time. I smiled broadly.

"Open your mouth." He said coldly.

I complied. Saliva pooled inside my mouth. He gripped my blue locks with his hand and shoved his cock into my greedy, eager mouth.

"Now get Daddy nice and stiff bitch." He said wickedly.

A/N: Oh one more thing guys, don't ever cheat on your boyfriends, it's a bad, bad, very bad thing…unless it's your celebrity crush of course, LOL. And review, if you like the chapter :*