Tap tap tap.

Her heels hit the wooden planks in a nervous, compulsive motion.

Concentrate she repeated herself.

Her hormones were going crazy, her period just around the corner. She was really having a hard time working while her horny self was pleading for attention.

Half an hour later she was standing in front of the gravity room, waiting impatiently. Finally he came out, out of breath, sweaty and sexy, his spandex clothes not leaving much to the imagination.

- "What?" - he snapped

- "I've been wanting to take a break for a while, can't concentrate." -

He shrugged - "What has that got to do with me?" -

- "Well, I was wondering" - She smiled seductively, moving closer, her hand slowly slipping around his waist - "if you would also like to take a break with me. In the bedroom"- she whispered.

He smirked, moving back - " As much as I would enjoy that, I also have a routine, and I want to finish it" -

- "Oh but Vegeta!"- she pouted - "please" -

- "Stop pouting. If you behave I´ll come pay you a visit later" - his finger was already over the button ready to close the door.

- "But I can't concentrate!" - she said blocking the door with her hand.

- "Bulma ..."- his menacing voice reminding her she was crossing an invisible line of patience.

- "Ok then. But it better be worth the wait" -

She turned around and walked down the corridor, listening as the door closed behind her.

She smiled broadly to herself. She had never been the patient kind, and was not about to start anytime soon.

Minutes later, tools shoved into the pockets of her already tight shorts, arms crossed, cigarette between her canines, she stood smiling devilishly at her new enemy.

- "What are you doing in the control room mum?" -

She jolted and swivelled around. Her son and Gohan were standing there, staring at her.

- "Nothing. Just, ran along" - she waved a vague hand at them.

- "I´m sorry, Bulma"- Gohan moved closer, pleadingly - "My mum asked if she could borrow some things from your- "- He froze as she turned, her eyes flashing dangerously.

- "O-ok"- Gohan smiled nervously - "I´ll come by tomorrow" -

- "Ah! That´s better" - she smiled - "Trunks why don't you escort Gohan to his house? you've been inside all day long, it'll be good for you to get some fresh air" -

He would have protested but he dared not to. He didn't want to die young - "yeah, sure, I can do with a bit of exercise"-

- "Good, good" - waving goodbye she turned to the task she had in hand. Damn she needed to get laid. And fast.

The power suddenly went out. He laid on the floor, staring into the darkness, waiting patiently for the power to return. Ten minutes later he lost hope, got up and when to see what was going on.

He found Bulma laying on the couch, idly going through a magazine.

- "Bulma" -

She peered from under the magazine - "Yes?"-

- "The gravity room is not working" -

- "I know" -

- "So fixed it"-

- "Can´t. Already tried. You'll have to wait, I need my dad to help me. He'll be back tomorrow" - she said quickly hiding herself back under the paper.

- "You're kidding" -

- "Why don't you just relax for the time being?" - she sat up, smiling seductively - "Come"- tapping the soft cushions - "sit. It´s been a while since we've been together alone"-

- "Wait a second" - his eyebrow lifted - "How is it possible you had the time to realise that the power was not working? It's only been like ten minutes since it went off"-

- "I checked it and that's all that matters, now sit down, you are making me nervous standing there!" -

- "I´m going to take a shower" - he answered grumpily.

She cursed. Looked at the clock. The shops were still open. Maybe if she rushed... she stood up, picked her handbag and ran out of the house.

Some time later Vegeta reappeared, fully dressed with some baggy jeans and a dark tight long sleeve shirt, looking around for his wife. He peered outside. It was already dark. Suddenly the phone rang. He looked around once again, and seeing that no one was around, picked it up.

- "Hello?"-

- "Dad? Is mum around?" -

- "No. Why?"-

- "Chichi wanted to know if it was Ok for her to come by tomorrow"-

- "How the hell am I supposed to know boy?" - he opened a cupboard, picked a mug nearby and inspected the tea bags.

- "I don´t know. Better ask you about it than mum. She was acting all weird before" -

- "What do you mean "weird"?" -

- "Gohan came to borrow something her mum needed. She told him to come back tomorrow. Man, was she pissed" -

- "When was this?" - the kettle went off and he poured the hot water into the mug.

- "About an hour ago, I guess"-

He slammed the kettle harder than he needed. A vein in Vegeta´s forehead was throbbing dangerously, clenching his fist around the phone.

- "Dad are you still there? Hello?" -

He banged the phone back in place. Closing his eyes, his hand still over the phone he breathed, relaxing himself. That sneaky brat.

He then proceeded to drink his tea, ate something, made another cup of tea and sat down on the couch, waiting.

The lights of a car appeared some time later. He heard her heels and the car door close. Then the fiddling of the keys as she opened the door and closed it behind her.

A second later she walked inside with two bags in each hand and a smile from ear to ear.

- "Oh hi honey, I didn't see you sitting there" - She left the bags on the floor and got comfortable, getting out of her heels - "I went to the mall and bought some stuff" - she sighed - "So, any luck restoring the power?"-

He shook his head, holding in his anger. She even had the nerve to ask about it!.

- "Are you hungry?" - He asked politely.

Her smile grew - "No thanks, I found some friends at the mall, finished up having dinner with them!" - she picked the bags again in one hand, heels in the other - "Well, anyway, I'm going to take a shower, I'll be back in a short while" - she winked and turned to go.

- "Trunks phoned"- He quickly added before she could escape.

- "Huh?" - she stopped, turning around - "Trunks? Where was he?" -

- "At Gohan´s. Asked if Kakarot´s wife could come by tomorrow" -

- "That´s strange, I don't remember - ah!" - she had completely forgotten, she had been so preoccupied at the time.

- "You don't remember because you were too busy in the control room" -

There was a moment silence where Vegeta took a sip from the mug, Bulma's mind racing to find some kind of excuse.

- "I see" - she finally said, maintaining her composure - "Well, tell Trunks to go to bed as soon as he comes back. I´ll deal with Chichi tomorrow, I'm kind of tired" - she hurriedly said making her way towards the stairs.

- "Bulma!" -

- "Eek!" - she swivelled around, meeting his husband´s dark eyes.

He looked pissed, arms folded, eyes like daggers.

She stared into his dark eyes, her big blue puppy eyes trying to calm him down - "Oh come on vegeta, please, don't be mad at me. I just wanted some time alone with you" -

He just turned his head to aside, still angry.

- "So Why didn't you ask me?" -

- "I did, remember! You said you had to train!" -

- "Ok. That may be true. But that´s not an excuse" -

- "Oh come on, it´s not such a big deal, really, you´re making a mountain out of a molehill"-

- "It may seem that way to you of course, I was the one that got my day ruined while you were away shopping" -

- "Well then, why didn't you train outside? It was nice and sunny today".-

- "That´s not the point!" - he was getting really irritated with her.

- "Well Ok then mister, be all grouchy about it, as if I cared" - she muttered crossing her arms under her chest looking offended.

- "Stop acting like a child, I am the one thats supposed to be angry, not you!" - the vein on his forehead was visibly throbbing.

- "Whatever Vegeta. I'm going to take a bath, I'm tired"-

- "Good idea. You'll have time to think things through while you're at it" -

She chuckled - "Think thing through you say? Who do you think you are? do not treat me like a child Vegeta!" -

- "Then don't act like one!" -

She turned and walked towards the stairs, imitating mockingly Vegeta´s harsh voice.

- "Alright that's it!" - his face red with anger. He moved behind her and dragged her petite form towards the stairs.

- "Ei! Don't you shove me!" - she turned and slapped his face hard. Hard enough for him to notice. His brows were twitching as he took her shoulders and turned her again towards the stairs.

- "Come on, up you go!" - he smacked her behind hard and she yelped, swivelling around - "I might as well pull you down over my knee and give you a good long spanking!" -

There was a long silence, as both of them looked at one another, both breathing quite heavily as the words and action slowly sunk in, both growing red.

The atmosphere had suddenly taken a strange uncomfortable turn.

Not knowing what else to do she rushed upstairs, stripped and got into the tub. She tried putting the argument aside in her head, but Vegeta's last actions and words came back to her mind. She licked her lips.

She finished, dried herself and slipped into a pair of panties and her nightgown. She opened the door to find Vegeta on the other side in some kind of reverie. As she noticed him he suddenly became lively again, looking around, his cheeks growing red again.

- "What are you doing here?" - she asked

He stopped, hesitating. Then he suddenly turned around, a determinant expression.

- "I´m sorry about before"- he muttered - " If I hadn't done that you would have gone on and on". -

- "It´s Ok Vegeta" - she smiled, somewhat relieved.

- "I'll go" - he said staring at the floor, slowly turning .

- "Wait Vegeta" - she felt herself shiver. Did she really want this? Hell yes she did. - "Is that really why you where here waiting for me?"-

- "Huh?" - he turned around, looking at her now flushed face.

- "I mean" - she hesitated - "I have been thinking, as you said I should. And, I think, maybe I do need to be... spanked" - her heart was beating very fast trying to hide the embarrassment of having just uttered those words.

Vegeta stood there for a minute, contemplating the scenario. She had indeed been thinking, just not in the way he thought she would.

He relaxed a little. His eyes flashed, meeting with her precious flushed features, scanning her figure under the thin nightgown. Her nipples were erect, brushing against the material.

- "Mmm" - he smirked boldly - "I see. So you do need to be punished after all"-

- "Y-yes sir" - she nodded trembling lightly at the sound of his husky dominant voice.

He gulped as his joint sprang to life responding at her sudden submission. God damn this was going to be difficult. He moved closer, slowly lifting her face. His smirk widened, showing his canines as he noticed her sudden nervousness and shyness, something that was quite rare in the temperamental Bulma Briefs. And that made her even more delicious. He bit his lower lip and, still holding her petite complexion, kissed her lightly. She returned the kiss in the same manner.

He seized her hand moving towards the bed, where he sat, their hands still bound together. He patted his left leg softly. She hesitated, and to his surprise took both sides of her nightgown and slipped it over her head, letting it fall to the floor, leaving just her underwear on.

She had to hide a little smile when she saw Vegeta´s expression, clearly fighting the urge to throw her onto the bed. She moved forward, laying across his knees. He moved so that her body weight lolled over his leg, her feet leaving the floor, her loose hair falling down. For a moment nothing seemed to happen. She noticed her weight against him, her heart was beating so hard she could hear it.

Smack. His hand came down suddenly. Smack. Then he stopped briefly, playfully massaging her soft cheeks.

- "Bulma" - his deep sexy husky voice filled the room, making her bite her lips - "Do you know why I'm spanking you?" -

- "Y-yes sir" -

- "Why?" -

- "Because I've been naughty, sir" -

He couldn't help but smile. Having her in this position was too much of a turn on - "And do you know what happens to naughty girls?" - his fingers lingered on her soft round flesh - "They get their bottoms spanked until they are sore and red!" - He noticed her form shiver as she acknowledged his words. Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack

The sound of flesh hitting flesh echoed through the room. Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack.

His hand went from one cheek to the other, leaving red prints of his hands over her smooth skin. She was starting to breath hard and moan softly.

He seized her closer and lowered her weight over his left knee, keeping her steady by squeezing her hand over her back. Gently yet firm.

- "Such a spankable bottom being unattended" - his hand stopped, smoothing her skin, making her moan - "I think it needs to be reminded more often what a bad girl you are, don't you?" -

She moaned again in response. Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack.

He suddenly hooked a finger under her white panties and yanked them down to her ankles.

- "Ah!" - she yelped turning around to glance at him, suddenly feeling unprotected. He smirked as her bare round bottom came into view. It was already a light shade of red. Her eyes shined - "I´m sorry Sir! Please"- she managed to whisper while still staring deeply into his dangerous eyes.

- "I know you are, next time you´ll think twice before acting like a sneaky little brat" - He stated. Smack. Smack. Smack.

Bulma was lost. Her mind was blank. Yet her inner self was roaring with satisfaction, release. It hurt. It was embarrassing. But it felt too damn good. She bit her lower lip as another soundly blow came down on her. Having no panties on just made the whole situation even more erotic, but it also increased the feeling of his hand coming down over her cheeks.

- "It hurts!" - she protested as his rithm grew bolder.

Smack. Smack. Smack.- "I hope you are learning your lesson" - Smack. Smack. Smack. -

She just whimpered in reply, feeling his hand come down harder each time. Another ten blows or so he slowed his pace, gently caressing her backside.

- "Are you going to behave now?" -

- "Yes" - she quickly said.

His hand came down again - "Yes what?"-

- "Ouch! Yes sir!" -

- "Good girl" - He smiled satisfied.

She was on fire, shaking all over. As he kept on caressing her backside she realized how wet she was.

- "I'm all wet" - she muttered unconsciously.

- "What was that?" - his dangerous voice came from above.

- "Ah! N-nothing!" - she panicked, lifting her legs, trying to escape. He stopped her, his fingers slidding down enough to notice her wetness.

- " Are you getting a turn on from being spanked? ".- He knew the answer having noticed what was going on down there long ago, but he couldn't help teasing her.

- "Well It´s not as if you're not hard! I can notice you underneath me too you know!" - she found the courage to squeal.

His cheeks suddenly turned red, embarrasted.

Smack - "You've got a real attitude young lady, I guess we're not over yet after all!" -

Smack. Smack. Smack

By the time it was over she was on the verge of tears.

- "Ok then" - He spanked her hard one last time, earning a moan.

He lifted her weight and threw her shivering form on the bed, head down. Without hesitating he kissed her sore behind over and over.

- "Vegeta" - she whimpered. He suddenly seized her waist, turned her around, and kissed her.

- "Now to take care of your vulgar needs"- he whispered against her skin, sending shivers over her body.

He kissed her fiercely, grabbing her swollen breasts, twisting her nipples. He stripped and entered her wet core without hesitation.

- "Oh gods" - she moaned, her nails burying into his broad back. He growled biting down on her naked flesh, trying to control himself. She was so damn tight.

- "I'm cumming!" - she shouted suddenly. Her mind went blank.

- "Gods woman you´re fucking tight" - he groaned, pulling out, wanting to make her cum again.

He turned her on her side, and positioned himself behind her, lifting her leg up in the air as he slammed into her again

- "Such a dirty vulgar girl you are" - he grunted picking up a steady pace.

- "ah!" - she moaned.

His balls swayed back and fro slapping her core every time he disappeared into her wet entrance, leaving a wet trace of her fluids behind every time he pushed himself out and back again.

- "Oh shit, I´m gonna cum" - he moaned as he filled her pussy up.

They hugged close, their sweaty selfs breathing heavily as they relaxed in each others arms.

- "Fuck that was good"- Bulma said after some time.

She turned but noticed Vegeta was getting up, looking for something.

- "What are you doing?" - he noticed a hint of fear in her voice as he went into the bathroom. He came back a second later a towel around his waist, something in his hand.

- "Relax, I'm not going anywhere"- he said lying again. There was a wet sound and his hands cupped her hot behind.

- "Ah! It's cold!"- she jumped

- "God damn it woman, relax. It`s just lotion" -

- "Oh..."-

He moved his hands slowly and gently until the lotion was totally absorbed.

- "Better?"-

She nodded, and giggled, not used to so much attention from her husband.

- "Come here" - he whispered, leaving the bottle on the floor. His arms opened, inviting her. She grinned and cuddled against his big chest. He wrapped both their forms in the messy covers and hugged her petite form close and kissed her forehead. Before long she was snoring away.

As you may have already noticed, I find spankings quite erotic. I hope you enjoyed this, I know a lot of people out there are not Ok with the whole spanking scenario... I feel like a pervert. Lol.

Please let me know if you want more nasty naughty fics. Me like nasty!