Chapter 4: Unexpected visitor

Warning: Lemon

Bulma still couldn't believe the predicament she was in. She is the slave of a evil prince. Now he is going to twist her and take advantage of her. Or maybe he's just playing. "Bulma your stupid self, it's your fault you're afraid of him" Bulma said out loud to her self.

She's been slaving for Vegeta for almost three weeks now and still she wondered if he would humiliate her by making her walk around the house in the nude. She's not ashamed of her body; Kami no, quite frankly she's got a very attractive body. She just don't want Vegeta to be reminded of that when ever he feels the need to.

Then she would cook for him, even though he would always criticize her cooking by saying it's taste so bad it could gag a maggot "while" shoving it down his throat. Then if she's not cooking his horrible food she would be fixing the gravity room every time he breaks it. 'I wonder, is this the kind of life he's used to on that barbaric planet of his. He probably had a different girl every night to satisfy his enormous saiyan sexual desires. 'Well if he thinks I'm his fuck buddy, he has another thing coming. I'm no fucking call girl.' Bulma jumped up off the bed clenching her fist with her anger getting the best of her. She sat back down knowing that she can't do a single thing if he decides to take her.

'What if Vegeta desires to use my body to satisfy his enormous saiyan sexual appetite. He wouldn't care if he hurts me, he would just take it and leave me even if he break me over and over again.' Bulma got really scared. A she felt something in the pitts of her stomach. She held her gut and ran to the bath room. She dumped her bile and the meal she had the previous day in the toilet The fact that if Vegeta rape her she couldn't be able to do anything about it. It wouldn't technically be rape because she would comply with everything out of fear.

Not only she would be his house slave but also his pleasure slave. And the thought makes her want to hurl. She look at her self in the mirror, she is sweating all over, but she is cold. Her skin is pale and moist, there are bags under her beautiful blue eyes. She look like a tatal mess. How can you fear someone more that death? Bulma threw some water on her face and freshen up a little then head to the lab.

In the lab, Bulma started working on the upgrades to her worrior bots. Vegeta claims that thegravity simulation is too easy for his super saiyan strengh, so he "demands" that she makes more and stronger training bots. So for the past few weeks that's all she's been doing, well that and working on her inventions. She really didn't mind building them for Vegeta, it gives her something to do since if she tries to go to sleep she would wake up in the middle of the night shaking and covered in cold sweat. Plus she's been building them faster than how Vegeta can break them. With a little encouragement from his excellency no doubt. Her nightmares are coming more frequent and and more graphic. What made the situation worst was that she didn't have any one to console her or cuddle with her after her horrifying experience.

Yamcha was out of the question, even if he didn't cheat on her and they were still going out, she still couldn't. Having Yamcha around would only piss off the prince and his mouth would earn him a one way trip to the next demension.

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The past few weeks with Bulma has been fun, well on his part. Vegeta had Bulma attending to his every whim. He could personally say it was gratifying. He feel like he was on Frieza's ship after coming from a long and dangerous purge mission. The only thing that would make it better is seeing her walk around butt naked and attending to his every sexual deesires. She had the body of a saiyan queen no doubt but the strenght of a fly. He seen it when he was passing her room and the door was open. He would've bedded her in a sec but the woman fear him. On his planet that is know as rape and rape by any standards is a capital punishment even though he's not on his planet.

He still thought it was morally wrong and pathetic. He still abide by his customs and teachings, that's what been keeping him alive. His warrior code. Even though he can't have sex with her, no one say he can't have some fun with her. He could always seduce her, use her own body against her. Vegeta grinned evilly and gave his trademark smirk. He started to think of the evil things he would do to her. Hours went by and Vegeta just couldn't go back to training with a clear head.

The contestant reminder of that woman's body. And the growing bulge in his pants was not helping his situation. So he finally threw in the towel and headed to the compound for a freezing shower.

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Bulma was still in her lab working. She grabbed a wrench but her hand was too greasy so it slipped and fell on her toe. "FUCK!" As thick as her slab boots were, it still hurt like hell. She took that as an incitive to stop working and go take a bath. She climbed the stairs with a limp and went to her bathroom. She stripped down and jumped into the hot waiting water where she spend the next two hours cleaning her self thoroughly. After she cleaned herself she grabbed a towel and rapped it around her body. She walked out of the bathroom in the hallway and headed to her room.

She was closing the bathroom door behind her when she turned around and bumped into what feels like a brick wall. It become an habit for her to bump into brick walls. She looked up it was Vegeta. She almost swallowed her tongue.

"Ve.Ve.." Bulma mange studdered out. Bulma started to back up against the wall. Her body started to shake as her blood ran cold with fear. Vegeta advance on her until she was centimeters between Vegeta and a hard place. Vegeta grabbed her chin and looked in her eyes. He grabbed her chin and forced her to look in his eyes. He saw the deep rooted fear and something else but he couldn't put his finger on it. Vegeta moved in till his body was press against her almost naked body.

"Umm. I'm going to enjoy this." Vegeta said in a low raspy voice. Bulma's worst fear was becoming a reality, she couldn't let the alien monkey take advange of her body. No fucking way.

"N...no. You...you can't." Bulma didn't make it a habbit to talk back to Vegeta, but she has to fight for her innocence.

"Oh no...you disagree? Hmphf, the watch me." He leaned in for a kiss and but stopped inches from her mouth. He looked to see if she would resist his affection, she didn't so he dove in and kissed her. At first she just let him kiss her but she was soon kissing back. Vegeta was surprise she was kissing back so he deepened the kiss.

Bulma released a light moan. She could hardly breathe, it was honestly the best kiss she ever had. Vegeta started to play with the top of her towel and her cleavage. He undid it and it feel to the floor exposing her beautiful, bountiful body. Her nipples were hard already from the cold air hitting the water. He started caressing one and put the other in his mouth. Light moans from her mouth became frequent. He then started rubbing on her flat stomach and his hand started to travel down to her hidden jewels. He ran his hand trough her blue curls. With the cold air touching her wet skin and Vegeta's fingers made her inhale a sharp breath. Vegeta ran his hands down and touch the nub inbetween her folds.

Bulma moaned out loud and Vegeta's face buried deep in her neck kissing her. Her freshness from her bath and her arosal were driving him crazy. Vegeta dipped his index finger in her tight hole and pumping back and forth. Bulma legs got wobbly and she almost feel but Vegeta caught her and gave her support. Bulma moans got louder and louder as Vegeta raised his ki on his finger to make her paralyze with excruciating pleasure.

Vegeta looked on her face, her eyes were clenched tight and moans escape from her lips, she look like an angel. And she was sweating bullets. She buried her face in the crook of Vegeta's neck and wrapped her hand around him. Vegeta insert a second finger and rubbed on her clit with his thumb, with the energy making extra good. His motions were slow yet sturdy. Strong yet gentle.

Bulma felt like she had died and gone to heaven. She had already climax four times and orgasm after orgasm was getting stronger, better, more intence. She's never felt something so intense in her life. Her mind was not present, the only thing she could think was how good it felt. She simultaneously screamed his name until her throat was raw with passion. Vegeta felt her walls contract on his fingers. He knew she was near release again so he started to fingering her agonizingly slow. Bulma moans got loader and louder until she almost def Vegeta. Her moans were like music to his ears. Few seconds later her orgasm hit her with the force on oncoming locomotive, she screamed out as sher juices ran out of her like a broken pipe. Her juices were all over her thighs, the floor and Vegeta's fingers.

He licked off every drop of her womanly juices. Bulma's womanhood was still throbbing, and she messed up the floor. Vegeta put her on her feet but her legs gave out. He caught her before she hit the floor and sat her down gently. Vegeta walk away with a evil grin on his face and left so she could collect her sences. She fell asleep there on the floor. Hours later found her on the floor and Vegeta scooped her and put her in bed.