The next chapter is up! WARNING: This chapter contains Non-Con Rape. If the topic makes anyone uncomfortable than I advise them to skip over this chapter. I'd like to point out that this story starts out rather dark. With Frieza continuing to be quite rough with the OC. We all need to remember that this is Frieza we're talking about. And he's never one for letting off anyone easily. Whether they are male or female, it doesn't matter to the Evil Emperor. I promise it won't always be this way though. Enjoy :)
Mia felt herself being jostled awake as someone picked her up and took her out of...water? Still drowsy, her gaze sluggishly rolls back and forth at the surroundings. Her whole body was wet and when she looked down, she saw that it looked like someone was taking her out of some kind of strange tank. Whoever picked her up, they carefully put her on a soft yet firm object. Something that felt like possibly a cot.
Afterwards, they started peeling what was left of her clothes off. Which looked a little worse for wear since her top was in shredded tatters and it along with her capris, underwear, bra, socks, and shoes were soaked through. Still, even in her drowsy induced mind, Mia strongly objected to them removing anything. Her arms felt like lead as she picked them up and tried to push the person's hands away.
"St stop. What are yyou doing?" She slurred.
"Apologies, Miss. But we need to remove these tattered articles of clothing. From there, we need to assess you before we put you in dry clothes." A gangly looking orange man that stood above her and to her right said.
"Don't bother with clothes for this one. At least not just yet." Came a familiar raspy voice to the far left.
She lazily rolled her head to the side and looked their way. Mia saw Frieza standing a few feet away with his arms crossed and a disturbing smirk on his face. She scowled at him.
"No point, because...because I'm keeping the ones I...have on." She says, her voice coming out a little less slurred the more she talked.
"I'm sorry, but you can't. What's left of your shirt is in rags and the odd binding over your chest is being barely held together by a stitch. And your pants are completely saturated through and ruined by the healing fluids from the healing tank." The orange alien man stated.
Mia opened her mouth to argue. But was cut off by Frieza.
"Enough, remove them. I won't have her reeking of healing fluids while she's in my quarters." He quipped.
Did she hear him correctly? Frieza is bringing her back to his quarters?
"Fuck that! I'm not going anywhere else with you!" She spat.
"You're under the assumption that you have a choice. But you don't. And I've just about had enough of that uncouth mouth of yours. So do us a favor, and keep it shut." Frieza said, in a low dangerous tone.
She sadly couldn't stop the orange alien from removing them. Mia still felt pretty weak and out of it. Tears leaked out of the corner of her eyes as each article of clothing was carefully removed from her body. And soon, everything was on display for all to see. The orange man had a large towel handed to him from one of the other doctors and he gently began wiping her down.
Being the creep he was, Frieza didn't turn away as they stripped her. He eyed her nude body and took in every detail. The decades old scars were still very much present on her skin. But they still didn't take away from her beauty. She had soft creamy skin with some muscle definition. There were a couple small tattoos sporting her body. One on her upper left arm that looked like some type of flower. And as they took her out of the tank, he saw one on the back of her right shoulder. It was some type of fish or aquatic mammal.
She had nice size breasts with soft pink nipples that were currently pebbled by the cool air in the room. Her appealing appearance will make it all the more fun when he takes her back for her next round of punishment. And for him to play with her.
Seeing her body and thinking about the things he will do when he brings her back to his room started causing some tightness and discomfort in his lower area. But then Frieza won't deny that it has been decades since he partook in such activities. So, it's only normal for him to feel pent up after so long.
'If she feels as good as she looks, I may not kill her for a while. I could easily keep her around for entertainment.' He thought.
Mia laid there while orange man stood over her pressing his hands lightly into various parts of her body. So far, nothing inappropriate. It was more like he was checking her over for injuries and making sure she healed up well. It didn't really feel any different than a doctor giving you a physical exam and checking for any abnormalities.
He lightly pressed on the lower left corner where she landed hard on her side and believed she cracked some ribs. Surprisingly, it didn't hurt at all when he pressed down on that area. And once he was satisfied, he moved around the cot and lightly picked up her left arm. He slowly and carefully moved it up and down.
"Do you feel any aches or pain when I move it?" The doctor asks her.
Mia lazily shook her head.
"No." She replied.
He nodded. Then lightly pressed his fingers along the joints to see if anything felt loose or out of place. When that appears to have healed nicely, he carefully lifted her head and lightly pressed the pads of his fingers into her scalp at the back of her head. He felt no contusions or lumps and asked her again if she felt any pain or discomfort. The doctor was satisfied when she told him no.
Then he moved his hands further down and Mia stiffened when he placed his hands on her hip bones. He lightly pressed around them as well to make sure everything there healed properly. Mia was pretty surprised that she felt no pain. It's either they have her on really strong pain meds or her injuries just magically disappeared.
Once he finished, he turned to his Lord with a satisfied smile.
"Everything appears to have healed nicely. I didn't feel anything out of place. Though she may feel a little groggy for the time being. Her energy will recover rather quickly though once she rests, My Lord." He stated.
"Good, thank you for your services, Dr. Marr. Am I to assume I may take her back at the current time?" The tyrant inquires.
"Of course, Lors Frieza." Dr. Marr replied.
The doctor turned around and tried to wrap her in the oversized towel before handing her off the the tyrant.
"That won't be necessary. I'll take her back as she is." Frieza said.
Through the fog in her mind, Mia's eyes widened slightly at the implication. She shook her head and tried to grab at the towel. But the doctor sighed and pulled it out of her reach. Then he stepped aside and Frieza came to stand beside the cot. The Evil Emperor gave her an evil grin and bent down slightly to pick her up.
"No." She muttered, as she pressed her hands to his shoulders.
Frieza ignored her though. He turned around and headed for the exit. She can't believe it. Mia can't believe this little bastard is holding her bare form. And she can't believe he means to carry her down the halls like this, most likely to humiliate her.
'Interesting, her body truly is very soft to the touch, with a hint of firmness from the muscles beneath. This truly will be quite fun.' Frieza thought.
Mia's face turned red with embarrassment as soldiers stared at her nude form as the tyrant paraded her down the halls. Yet, at the same time, she was afraid of what he planned on doing next to her. The fact that he didn't allow them to give her new clothes was cause enough for fear and concern. The sneer he gave her as he briefly glanced down at her, didn't help matters either.
This whole thing feels like a fucked-up nightmare to her. And a part of her is still waiting to wake up any minute now and find herself back in the guestroom at Bulma's. But that beating she took felt real enough to suggest that this really was happening.
It felt like forever to her being carried to their destination. But in truth, it really only took about four minutes before they came to a set of thick metal double doors. They slid open to allow them entrance before closing behind the pair. Mia looked around at their new surroundings. It clearly was a large bedroom, with equally large furniture.
They bypassed a large comfortable looking couch that was set against the far-right wall and a desk on the opposite wall on the left that had a small hover chair in front of it. There was also a large comfy chair in the right corner by a massive ceiling to floor window, with a small end table by the left arm rest.
Mia froze when she spotted an overly large bed tucked into the far-left corner near the back of the room. It didn't help that that was where they were headed too. Frieza felt her tense up in his arms. And let out a small chuckle at her discomfort.
"What's the matter? Is the room not to your liking, little human?" He teased.
She didn't say anything to him though. Instead, Mia tried to get out of his arms. Of course, she had no luck there. The guy had quite a grip on her. Not a painful grip, but a very firm one to keep her in place and to keep her from trying to wiggle out.
"No, please." Mia said.
"What's wrong? I haven't done anything to you...yet." Frieza replied.
A small, muffled whimper left her, and more tears started to gather at the corners of her eyes. He continued on course but surprised her when he suddenly made a sharp right, and started heading away from the bed. Though this didn't give her any sense of relief. Especially when Mia noticed he was heading for a smaller single door on the right side of the room. It was situated between the couch and the chair.
Dread started to sink into the pit of her stomach.
'God please tell me that isn't some kind of torture room he's taking me to.' She thought.
Tears started rolling down the side of her cheeks as they drew closer to the door with the mystery room behind it. Mia wanted to ask him what's in that room, but was too afraid of what his answer would be.
The door slid open when he was less than three feet in front of it. When they went inside, her eyes darted around trying to make it out. She was hit with some confusion when all she saw was tiled walls. And Mia heard what sounded like running water. Before she could say anything or look to the source of the noise, she was suddenly airborne.
Mia let out a surprised yelp as she flew through the air. Next thing she knew, she was submersed in warm/hot water. It certainly gave her a start and she didn't feel as groggy anymore either. She stood up and started coughing, while rubbing the water out of her eyes. During this time, she was briefly unaware that Frieza jumped into what was a large inground tub to join her.
He waded through the water towards her. Mia crossed her arms in front of her over her chest and started backing up. The tub was quite deep and came up to her belly button. She looked behind her and tried moving around so he wouldn't corner her against the sides. Unaware that Frieza was enjoying their little game of cat and mouse.
This lasted for about a minute before his tail came around him and wrapped around her waist. Mia let out a loud audible gasp at this, making his grin widen as he pulled her closer to him.
"What are you doing!? Let go of me!" She blurted.
Frieza ignored her and grabbed something from the floor next to the outer rim of the tub a few inches away from where they stood. Mia caught the object out of the corner of her eye as he brought it into view. It was a bottle of sorts. He continued to hold her in place as he squeezed some of its contents out of it and into his palm. Afterwards, he tossed the bottle aside when he had enough in his hand.
He briefly rubbed his hands together and then without warning placed his hands on her upper torso, and started rubbing the stuff all over her.
"You still stink of healing fluids. And I'm not going further with you until your cleaned off." Frieza said.
Mia swallowed the lump in her throat.
"And what are you going to do?" She shakily asks.
The tyrant doesn't say anything for a few moments. Just continues lathering her up with the shower gel. Mia froze when he ran his hands beneath her crossed arms and groped her breasts. She gasped and tried to bat his hands away. Which sadly, had no effect on his roaming hands. She yelped when he suddenly grasped the base of her neck and pulled her in until their faces were mere inches away from each other.
"You will see soon enough." He said.
Frieza roughly let go of her neck and continued on with washing her. Mia clenched her jaw shut as his hands went everywhere they could. But her eyes widened when his hands went below the water to run them over the lower half of her body. The little perverted bastard dragged his hands around to run them over her ass before moving back to her hips.
Her legs instantly closed up tight when she felt one of his hands venture closer to her crotch. Though this didn't faze him. He ran his fingers over the smooth-shaven mound. Making Mia more uncomfortable by the minute. She made the mistake of uncrossing her arms to put them on his shoulders and try to push him away. This move left her wide open now and gave him a good view of her perky breasts.
The tyrant quickly pulled his hands back up to the surface and batted her hands away. Before he picked her up underneath her shoulders and roughly pushed her down onto her back on the tiled floor surrounding the tub. All of this happened in a matter of seconds.
Mia hissed in pain as her back hit the hard floor beneath her. Though it wasn't hard enough to cause serious damage like he did to her before up in that other room before she was knocked out. It just had enough force to temporarily disorient her. Which gave him the advantage to push her legs apart and rest his hips between them so she couldn't close them again.
"STOP! GET THE FUCK OFF OF ME!" She yelled.
Frieza chuckled, "No, I don't think I will. If you thought your punishment was over before, than your sadly mistaken."
Her eyes widened in horror. Just what the hell was he up to!? Was he going to violate her with his tail or something!? To make up for what he lacked between his legs!? Or so she thought.
"YOU'RE FUCKING INSANE! GET OFF!" She continued to yell.
This young woman sure liked to swear a lot. And it was quickly getting on the Evil Emperor's nerves. He grabbed a fistful of her hair and snapped her head up slightly. This made her yelp in pain.
"I've really just about had enough of that mouth of yours. And the blatant disrespect that comes out of it." Frieza quipped.
Mia let out a sob as his free hand ventured south between their bodies and he roughly pressed the pad of his pointer finger into her sensitive clit. He was none too gentle while he rubbed it too. It hurt more than anything and it showed as more tears left her eyes. She couldn't even twist her hips away from his invading hand.
Moments went by before he finally pulled his finger away. That relief was short lasting when Mia felt two of his fingers roughly shove into her pussy. He released her hair and dragged that hand downed to one of her breasts and painfully tweaked a nipple. She let out a groan of discomfort.
"PLEASE STOP!" She yelled again through her tears.
The tyrant continued to ignore her pleas though. This is what she gets for ruining his plan and stealing his wish. As he went through with his ministrations, his crotch started to get uncomfortably tight, and his erection was starting to swell in its confines. He needed to relieve it. Touching her enticing body like this was making him harder by the second.
He eventually pulled his fingers out of her opening. Frieza let out an inaudible grunt as the skin in his crotch parted, letting his throbbing length pop out. He sighed in relief when some of the pressure was taken off.
Mia heard a weird wet friction sound before feeling something warm, hard, and heavy drop onto her lower abdomen. She looked down and was shocked at seeing a fairly large purplish human like penis jutting out from folds in his crotch. When she first saw him, she thought he was some kind of weird hermaphrodite looking alien. She never would've believed otherwise. But the evidence was resting right here on her lower body and standing at attention.
"No, please!" She pleaded, barely above a whisper.
Frieza just gave her a toothy grin, before he grasped his length, lined it up with her moist opening, and abruptly shoved himself right in. Mia yelped in pain while he groaned in pleasure.
'Amazing, like being incased in warm velvet.' His mind groaned.
He lowered himself over her, putting less space between their bodies. Mia started crying more. She balled her fists and started hitting his sides. Something that didn't last long because Frieza grabbed her wrists and held them above her head on the tiled floor. She couldn't even pull her hips back because her lower half was being pinned against the floor by his lower half and thighs.
Frieza drew his hips back slowly, before slamming them back in. She groaned in pain from the rough impact from the force of the thrust and her lower back and ass being crushed into the floor beneath her.
The tyrant continued this slow torturous pace for a while. Each one she had to grit her teeth to keep from yelling out. While the bastard continued to groan and grunt in pleasure. And if she thought this was bad, then nothing would've prepared her for what came shortly after. When he gradually started to pick up the pace of his thrusts.
He growled as he quickened his brutal thrusts. Each one made a huff of air escape her lungs, along with an occasional yelp or sob of pain. Her pelvis was getting very sore, and her insides felt like they were slowly ripping apart. All while her back and ass were continually being grounded into the floor. At the rate this was going, she'd find herself back down in the Medical Room very shortly.
"You're hurting me! Please stop!" She sobbed.
He still continued to ignore her though. Frieza could feel himself getting close. His cock started to swell within her. He reached down with one of his hands and sharply pinched her nipple while he pistons his hips into hers. The brutal pace and twisting of her of nipple made her cry out in pain once more.
Not long after, Frieza threw his head back with a loud guttural groan as his release hit him. Thick ropes of his seed shot out into her. Mia felt his warm release fill her, making her lower stomach swell slightly. A strong wave of disgust hit her. He held himself above her, panting as he finished emptying himself inside of her warm inviting heat.
He doesn't recall the last time he had a female that made him feel this good. Because of this, he definitely wanted to keep her around for as long as possible. Even though he felt his revenge for not getting his wish was sated, it didn't mean he didn't want to keep her around as his personal plaything afterwards. Now, it's certain he will do just that.
Frieza eventually got off of her when he was finished. His legs actually felt a bit rubbery as he pushed back and dropped back into the water with a small splash. He barely gave her a glance as he headed for one of the small underwater benches within the tub.
The tyrant sat down on one of them and leaned back in content. While Mia stayed sprawled on her back staring up at the ceiling. Her lower half still felt pretty sore and numb from the encounter. All she could do at the moment was silently let the tears fall. She could hardly believe what just happened. Mia thought she escaped hell when she finally got away from her parents when she was younger.
And then this happens. This was just as bad if not worse than all the beatings she received from her scumbag parents. It seems like no matter what, she will always be a magnet for abusers. That thought filled her with so much dread and melancholy.
The tyrant wasn't in there for much longer. He eventually left the tub to dry off. By then, Mia turned onto her side and curled into a fetal position. Frieza glanced her way for a moment.
"Clean yourself off again. And then come to bed afterwards." Was all he said, before he left the bathroom.
Once she was alone in there, Mia dragged herself back into the warm water. She stood there for a moment in a slight trance before she turned her attention to the bottle that was still floating nearby in the water. She grabs the bottle, opens it, and empties a large portion of it into her hand. She places it on the edge, and hastily rubs her hands together.
Despite feeling sore, she roughly runs her hands over her body with the lathered shower gel. Mia cries as she goes back for more squirts of gel from the bottle several more times. And practically rubbed herself raw until her skin grew a little red in irritation. The bottle was almost empty by the time she finished with it. Before she finally dragged herself out of the water.
Once she left the tub and took a few shaky steps, Mia nearly fell to her knees. The area between her legs still had a dull throbbing ache as she clumsily walked over to a small stack of towels that were in a small compartment in the tiled wall. She used a couple of them to roughly dry herself off, as if still trying to get rid of his essence.
Mia grabbed a third towel and wrapped it around her body. She contemplated staying in there. She didn't want to be out there and anywhere near him. But something told her he may get pissed if she tries to stay in there. And the last thing she wanted was another horrible repeat of what was done earlier. She doubts her body will be able to withstand another round of that.
She let out a shaky exhale and slowly approached the bathroom exit. It slid open, allowing her out. Mia looked around briefly and saw Frieza already in bed. He laid on his back near the center of the large bed with his arms crossed behind his head. His crimson eyes turned to her as she entered the room. A small grin formed on his face, and he gestured for her to come over.
She clutched the towel tighter around her shoulders and front as she slowly made her way over. Mia reached out with a shaky hand and pulled the covers back. Then carefully got in and pulled them back up all while keeping the large towel wrapped around her body and out of view from him.
Thankfully, Frieza didn't move closer to her. He simply shut his eyes and leaned back into the pillows. Mia was on her side facing away from him and sticking very close to the edge of the bed, as far from him as she could be. She was sore and exhausted. Even after she closed her eyes, the tears continued to seep past her eyelids and roll down her cheeks until she finally fell into a fitful sleep.