Release Me

Chapter 03

One minute, Goku was closing her eyes, falling asleep in the bathtub inside of Vegeta's bathroom for the night.

The next, she was hitting the ground inside of the gravity chamber; awakening with a jolt while the Saiya-jin prince glared coldly down at her defenseless form.

"Kakarrot, spar. Now." Vegeta wasted not one moment ascending while the female counterpart just sat there in bitter shock at how cold cocked this man was acting all the sudden. It was though he was through being patient with her and was ready to be the heartless bastard he normally happened to be on his good days.

"I refuse," Goku muttered, rubbing her arm to ease the ache in her shoulder from hitting the ground.

"What's that?" Vegeta challenged. It wasn't like the Earth-raised Saiya-jin to go against fighting.

"I said I refuse!" Goku practically yelled at him; glaring at the prince with a heated passion.

"And why should I accept that answer?" He stalked towards the female and grabbed her by the front of the loaned spandex.

"I can't fight…"

"Yes you can," Vegeta slapped in her the face angrily. She cried out in pain and Vegeta froze; seeing a bruise already developing on her left cheek. "What the hell?"

"I can't fight…" Goku repeated while tears began running down her face. "T-they did something to disable my usage of chi…"

"I can feel…" Vegeta started, but then realized that not once since he brought her to the compound had she tried doing anything with her chi. His senses felt that her chi was still relatively the same as it was the night he dragged her home and was not any higher than it was when he first met the warrior on the battlefield.

"You can, but I can't raise it at all!"

"So you can't teleport, fly or even do any blasts…" Vegeta summarized while examining the suddenly helpless warrior that had once bested him in every way possible. "Why did they let you have that much if you can't do anything else?"

"I only have access to what I have because I am a sex slave, a whore…" Vegeta's eyes widened. He released the female warrior and stared at her in shock.

"You mean Yanish allowed you to be violated while undergoing these changes?"

"He… he insisted…" Goku whimpered in fear. "He wanted the perfect whore to fund his research while finding any means to ensure that I can be impregnated…"

"How many times were you…?" Vegeta was growing irritated with each passing moment.

"Twice… both didn't make it past the first few months because of the beatings I would sustain…" Goku trailed off; a pained expression on her face. "They wanted to ensure that I give birth to a full-blooded Saiya-jin. They secured a male Saiya-jin and were planning to use him to…"

"Kakarrot, I won't let that bastard touch you…" Vegeta interrupted with a hiss. "And we're going to find a way to undo the damage Yanish did to you…"

"I don't think it's possible even with the dragon balls!"

"Kakarrot, unless Yanish did something that even the dragon can't fix, I'm sure it can be reversed."

Goku looked away without another word. How could Vegeta assume that it could easily be fixed? She did not just carry the scars physically and knew deep inside that even if they undid what happened, she would still remember every detail of her torture, alteration and violation.

"…going to fight, then get the hell out of the gravity chamber," Vegeta's voice sternly interrupted her trail of thoughts.

"Excuse me?" Goku looked up.

"I said get out," Vegeta grunted. Slowly, she rose to her feet and made her way to the door. Her tail hung limply at her legs while she crossed the room to where the exit of the gravity room was located. Her legs shook taking the staircase, but eventually, she made it to the ground before heading back into the compound.

'Maybe I was better off being on the ship if Vegeta doesn't even consider how weak I am… I am just a disgrace like he always says,' Goku thought morbidly. Her tail coiled at the thought while her gaze remained on the ground. Eventually, she wandered down the hallway and randomly picked one of the empty rooms that seemed farthest away from Vegeta as possible. 'I'm not welcome anywhere, I might as well not exist…'

Closing the door, she made her way to the bed and fell face first into the pillow, crying herself to sleep without another thought.


Darkness surrounded her and she was fearful of where she was at the moment. The smell of corruption was in the air and it made her sick to her stomach. It was a smell she had spent over a year being reminded of her position as a common whore to Yanish; a position she was not pleased with in the slightest.

A bright light suddenly flooded the room and she was forced to shut her eyes against her will. When her eyes adjusted, she saw that she wasn't alone. The room had about a dozen or more men of different sizes, shapes and species. They were looking at her with wanton need; not in the slightest put off that she was a Saiya-jin considering they knew that she was helpless.

"It seems she's awake…" a masculine voice echoed off the walls. Goku looked around and noticed that she was in chains again. One of the thick strands wound around her waist while multiple figures with their hungry, greedy eyes drank in her nude form. Even if she had anything near her to cover up, they would have torn it to shreds regardless and use it as one of their props like they usually would.

"No, not again…" Goku whimpered while the males drew closer. She looked past them and saw Vegeta standing at the doorway. "Vegeta, help…"

The prince didn't stir nor did he even look her way while one of them grabbed her tail. She cringed when she felt the nails dig into the sensitive skin and tried to break away to no avail.

"Vegeta! Please!" Goku cried again while another began to lick at her thigh. He turned and walked out the door, not paying any heed to the calls no matter how much she yelled. To him, she didn't exist.

"You're going to enjoy this, bitch," another male chuckled and she was pushed forward. Rough hands grabbed at her hips and she knew that she wouldn't find any mercy from those who only wished to violate her further.


"NO!" Goku yelled in desperation; tears in her eyes as she sat up and woke from the nightmare. Her hands instantly went to check for any chains and it took a few moments to realize that there were none to be found. As traumatized as she was, she reminded herself that she was no longer enslaved by that bastard who manipulated and corrupted her body before allowing his own men to do the same.

Slowly, she rose to her feet before going to the adjacent bathroom and looking at her reflection. Dark circles were under her eyes and she was horribly underweight due to the prolonged torture, starvation and repeated violations she underwent. She also noted the pale skin and sunken eyes with a haunted look crossing her face. Her breathing was still fast along with her heart racing.

"It was just a dream… he's not here…" Goku muttered at her reflection; trying to regain some foothold to her situation. "Yet that doesn't mean he isn't coming… still, Vegeta's here… unless he tries to disable him as well… no, if he tries to get to Vegeta, then I…"

'Then I what? I can't fight him…' Goku continued negatively. 'I'm helpless… more so because I can't do anything to save myself… what chance do I have going against him if I can't even fight back?'

Her frame quivered and for once, she realized the repercussions of her actions. It was then she jolted when the door suddenly came open.


Yamcha barely went over to Bulma's while Vegeta was around, but for once, he was feeling lonely. Puar had opted not to go with the desert bandit considering Vegeta's poor hospitality, but his friend was more daring and willing to go to great lengths to get out of the house at least once in a while.

Making a beeline to the bedroom door, he turned it and noticed a dark-haired female he never seen before standing across the bedroom inside bathroom looking helpless. Her tail coiled reflexively against her thigh due to how startled she happened to be at that moment.

"Hey… who are…?" Yamcha started before he noticed the panicked look on her face and she backed up.

"S-stay away Yamcha…" the female blurted out.

"How did you know my name?" Yamcha noted the tail while she backed up. "Did Bulma or Vegeta tell you?"

"N-no… but please, leave right now… I'm not feeling well…" she stated.

"At least tell me your name…" Yamcha started towards her before his nose caught a whiff of her scent. His eyes drooped and he started towards her with an empty look in his gaze. The door shut behind him while he continued his pursuit towards the oddity; not knowing who or what he was getting himself into.

"Oh no…" the woman replied before Yamcha closed the gap and pressed her into the wall.


Goku felt helpless while Yamcha wasted no time tearing the spandex off of her and began to remove his clothes. She struggled against him before he grabbed her tail. Stilling from the sudden touch, she felt him rubbing it softly. Her eyes fell closed while a moan escaped her throat.

"You're a Saiya-jin…" Yamcha muttered.

"Y-yes…" Goku admitted shamefully.

"I think it's an even trade…"

"T-trade?" Goku opened her eyes slowly before she felt his erection press against her thigh.

"Vegeta had sex with Bulma… I wonder what it's like having sex with a Saiya-jin woman…" Yamcha replied shamelessly. He lined himself up against her opening.

"You will bear a bastard's child whore…"

"NO!" Goku pushed Yamcha away from her. The desert bandit stared at her confused before her hair flickered gold for a fleeting moment. "GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE NOW!"

"W-what…? Why are you…?" Yamcha was jarred out of the blissful state he was in by an irritated and pissed off female Saiya-jin yelling at him.

"JUST GO AWAY!" Goku cried out. Yamcha made his quick departure while inside the room; Goku's chi spiraled around her form. Her hair flickered twice more before it died away. By then, she collapsed on the bathroom tile and started to cry.

'You're just a filthy, dirty whore… meant for breeding…'

For the first time since her escape, she felt almost though Yanish was watching her from the shadows like he normally would. Her tail wrapped around her waist while she sat in despair; not realizing the brief achievement she had made in such a short amount of time.


Not far away in the gravity room, Vegeta had sensed the brief alterations in the other Saiya-jin chi and only smirked.

'Seems you're not as powerless as you say Kakarrot…' Vegeta thought while formulating a plan to reawaken her true potential.

To Be Continued…