Chapter 25

10…

"Go for main engine start"

9…

"Remove Eternal Tank/Solid Rocket Boosters range safety inhibits"

8…

7…

"Main engine 3 start command"

6…

"Main engine 2 start command"

5…

"Main engine 1 start command."

Holy shit.

4…

This is it, if this fails. If it happens again...

3…

" T-Zero Solid Rocket Boosters ignition."

2…

"Solid Rocket Boosters hold down release command."

Please...

1…

"Liftoff"

Cheers erupted in the control room. Bulma finally let go of her breath, her heart unable to slow down. Even if she willed it so.

B: Omg, we did it! Less than 12 minutes and it should be in orbit

V: I knew you could do it! you were worrying for nothing...

B: The SRB are about to be ejected.

V: So far so good.

B: Systems are not reporting any issues. I think we've done it!

The loud speaker clicked over, emitting a robotic voice.

"SRB Jettison completed."

B: Holy shit! That was intense, the room is absolutely buzzing!

V: I'd gas you up right now. But I'm guessing everyone else is, and I'm in no condition. I still have my hard dick in my hand and your attention is 100% occupied elsewhere right now.

B: Can we focus on my hard shaft for once? The one leaving our atmosphere?

V: Say shaft again, and describe how hard… slowly.

B: Shut up

V: It's nearing the payload fairing jettison…

B: 130Km above earth! Here they go…

Pumping hard, her heart thumped inside her rib cage. Vibrating through her whole torso.

V: Fuck, look at it, that rocket is perfect!

B: Excited to go for a ride?

"PLF jettison completed"

More clapping and cheers began, her colleagues hugging and wrapping arms around each other.

"Seems we are back on schedule!" Dr Briefs lent down to his daughter, giving her a wink.

"Thank Kami!"

"We are entering stage two! Command module reporting all systems are fully operational"

The two Brief scientists grinned at each other.

"Preparing for escape velocity, stand by"

Bulma grabbed her phone, distracted by the events she quickly scanned her phone. A cheeky smirk sprung through her lips. Her core grew hot, the excitement was far too much for her delicate senses. She needed to release some pent up energy.

V: Fuck yes... I can't wait to take that ride

B: It will be the second best ride of your life"It's a shame Vegeta couldn't be here"

Bulma jumped at her father's voice, not expecting him to still be standing next to her.

"Yeah, of course. But he gets to be inside the rocket. So don't feel too sorry for him!"

Dr Briefs sensing his daughter's preoccupation, turned his head to the main screen and began walking toward the front of the control room. "Make sure the diagnostics are uploading straight to the server. This is valuable information!"

V: Mmm... Yes! I never manage to get enough of you before I go. All this excitement has just me hard as a fucking rock

B: I wish I could be there to help, but I'm kinda tied up right now…

V: Mmmmm, fuck, I would love to tie you up right now, slap and fuck out that anxiety

As always, his intuition of her state of mind was on point.

B: I want to submit Master

V: Fuck, I'm so hard. Stop it. Unless you mean to take care of me.B: Whatever do you mean babe?

V: Naughty slut, stop teasing… Has it reached orbit yet?

B: Soon... I want to see your cock :)

V: Uhhh, fuck!

B: Come on, help a girl out…V: You know what you do to me, and you thoroughly enjoy torturing me!B: Seriously, this successful launch has made me wet. I wish you were here. Show me what I do to you ;)

V: Mmmm, you want to see how fucking hard you make me?

B: Fuck, yes! Show me!

V: Soon, once the launch is done with...

A loud voice, once again occupied the space. "Escaping Velocity, Caspa has left the earth's gravitational pull. Entering orbit"

B: This calls for a celebration!

V: I'm listening…


That devious little slut.

"Fuck, you did leave a little suprise, didn't you?"

His hand wrapped around the pale, skin coloured sex toy. He had seen one before, an add for one inside a car magazine he routinely read. He saw them as unnecessary. But now, being so far away from her, knowing exactly what he was missing. The merit of such a device became clear.
No, this could be fun.

"The remote is to switch on my toy" She purred through the phone.

Eyes quickly darted down to capture the small, minimalistic remote. It had one button. Simplistic, he liked it.

"It has 15 settings and you control it, Master"

"You are such a good little slut" He felt his face tense into a grin. "By 'it' I guess you mean a vibrator?"

"Yes Sir, one very similar looking to a certain appendage"

"Good girl, and this..."

She bent into the laptop camera, visibly unable to stop fidgeting. "A flesh light, have you used one before?"

"No, but I know what they are" He felt a smirk grow on his lips. "I've never needed one"

Swaying, her body rocked backwards and an arm disappeared below the camera's view. Unusually fidgety he corrected himself.

"My little slut, what are you doing?"

"Positioning myself, getting ready Sir"

Of course, she already had the toy inside her. Again, his eyes flicked down to the remote in his hand. Promptly he clicked the button once.

A desire filled yelp exploded from his speakers. "Holy shit"

Small vibrations could be heard in the air. "Lay back, let me see you"

"Yes Sir"

His screen became full of her chest, as she re-positioned the camera. Her body slithered onto the bed, she was fastened in by purple and black lace. Chains replaced strapping as it pushed into her skin, making her look bound. Her tits and thighs looked especially compressed under the silver metals tension. Already red by the friction.

Instantly his cock grew hard.

"Fuck I love seeing you like that"

"Is Master pleased by my new lingerie?"

"Yes, get onto your stomach and put that thick ass into the air"

"Yes Sir"

As she got into place, he switched the control to the next setting. The vibration increased.

"Oh my god"

Watching he saw her hands disappear underneath her. "Put your hands behind your back, if I see them move I will switch it off"

Compliance followed by a loud moan showed him she was in a particularly submissive mood. She wanted to let go of control, of her responsibility. Good, because he felt like taking the power tonight.
All the excitement from earlier in the day had made him restless. Knowing the payload was on its way to the asteroid, because of her. It made him want to control her and help release the built up tension he knew she had been holding onto for weeks. Release pressure from being responsible for the spacecraft and its contents. Help to release pressure from being responsible for the astronauts that would be inside the next rocket, responsible for her boyfriend's life. He wanted to be the one to relieve all that pressure. Take it completely out of her hands, to shoulder the load completely. If only for a short while.

"Fuck, I'm so wet for you"

His heart pumped hard inside him. His love for being able to make her feel good, behind the sudden rush of blood surging through him.

"You're such an insatiable little slut, aren't you?"

"Yes Master, I want you with me" She almost whined. "I need you here with me"

"Hn. Naughty girl. So needy"

He switched the remote once more, this time the tempo changed, "Oh my god, holy shit" Her hips bucked as her body convulsed in pleasure. The sight before him made him ravenous.
For a moment his eyes darted to the toy she brought for him. Why not, when in Rome, right?

"Please…"

Grabbing the toy, pressing it's outer spongy flesh to his tip, he could tell. Knowing it was going to be more than just acceptable.

"Master, please…"

Her husky voice brought him back to the screen, her face pushed to the mattress but desperately watching him. "Not yet, I'm not finished taking you in. Roll back over"

Abiding by his command she twisted around on the bed. Teasing her Master, she closed her legs.

"Don't make me ask you twice"

Cooing, she slowly opened her thighs, watching him as his eyes burnt into her skin through the camera. The sight of her, exposed just for him, never failed to make his body and cock throb in need for her. She was artistically good at putting the right amount of tension between them.

"Mmmm, you have such a beautiful pussy"

Her lip, which was being held down by her teeth, popped out of its constraint by a moan.

"Can I touch myself yet, Sir?" She asked. "Pl...please"

Pushing the fleshlight down onto his cock, he moaned as it encased him expertly. He pressed the remotes one button again. The tempo sped up and the vibrations intensified. The blue hair minx squealed in delight.

"Yes my little slut, make yourself cum for me"


Clacking of her portable keyboard was rhythmic like a song. One that helped her concentration hone in and be able to rise to its full capacity.
In less than a second her concentration was broken.

She reached down and pulled her underwear from between her cheeks. The replacement of the lace gave her instant release. Almost nightly they had been fucking each other, albeit remotely, over cam. Vegeta apparently enjoyed his new toy more than he would ever let on.

After a brief moment of distraction she focused back in on her operation.

Code name: Operation Blue Imp. Or OBI for short.

Determined to never again act out again, like she had before Vegeta's interview. Low and useless, she flung herself into the OBI operation. A complete overhaul of the live support system, adding control of the FDIR systems. Her A.I will be key to supporting and keeping the astronauts alive while in space and while mining the asteroid.

"Obi, report current status"

Nothingness filled the room like a heavy blanket.

"Damn it"

She went straight back to the keyboard, smashing the keys at lightning speed.

"There it is…" She sighed. "Bulma you clutz"

Her fingers moved at top velocity.

"Obi, report current status"

The room fell silent again, but this time it was quickly followed by her own voice booming back at her.

"Reporting status to Big Blue. Current systems running at optimal capacity. Do you wish to boot up the program?"

Fuck yeah! I'm a goddamn genius!"


A large dirty hand gingerly placed a disposable cup in front of him.

"There, that's the last one I'll ever bring your grumpy ass!"

Vegeta looked up at the older male, both of their faces had been blackened by grease. Smiling with not only his mouth, but his cheeks and eyes as well. They crinkled under the muscles movement. A strange tightening inside his stomach.

Brushing it off as uncomfortable reactions to a genuine moment with a colleague. He took the coffee and sipped. "You lucky bastard"

"Tch."

"Luck has nothing to do with it, he's earned that spot"

"Exactly, been carrying this team for long enough" Vegeta said.

The three men across from him chuckled then changed the conversation to some unrelated workplace drama. Vegeta raised his shaking hand to his brow and rubbed. Jittering inside his chest was the first symptom before his heart raced.

Coffee must have been unusually strong. Maybe it was exhaustion.

"...Risky right?"

The silence that followed alerted him to the fact he was being spoken to.

"What?"

"Daydreaming about his misses probably"

"Shut up"

"He asked how risky the launch was nowadays"

Rubbing his head again, he couldn't seem to shake the fog that had appeared. "Yeah, it's risky. But it will be one of the safest rockets in history"

"It blew up though didn't it?"

I'm fucking dizzy? fucking hell, what was in this coffee.

"It blew up from a fault part in the boosters. The part is manufactured in house now to avoid any problems…"

Heart accelerated, pumping hard inside his chest cavity. Thoughts raced. Danger. Impending doom.

"Fuck that! I wouldn't be getting on it"

"We come to this hell hole, a massive risk working here to"

"Right!"

What was it? Something was coming. His skin was slicked in sweat, skin going clammy. How could his heart beat any faster? But still it sped up, pumping blood furiously around his body.
Chest restricting, squeezing his lungs.

"...get frightened?"

Blinking his eyes, trying to focus. "Huh?"

"Are you alright mate?"

"The… Coffee, its fucking strong. I'm going to get some water" He managed to blurt out, picking up his body and removing himself from the cafeteria.

Death.

He gripped the door frame, trying to steady his trembling body. Panting his gripped his other fist. A panic attack, now? Fuck.


"Right"

She ducked to the right, barely missing his gloved fist.

"Good, your reactions are getting better," Piccolo said. "Keep your guard up"

He slapped her drooped hands.

"I'm buggered! Can we break?"

"Hn, sure"

Allowing a large sigh to escape she returned to the corner, bending down and recovering her drink bottle.

"How did that feel?"

"More natural, muscle memory I guess"

"Yeah, it's mostly repetitive movements and technique. You'll get there"

"I wonder what he will say when I kick the shit out of him?" Bulma laughed.

Piccolo chuckled and pushed the ropes apart, slipping effortlessly through them like he had done it a million times before. "Sorry to be the bearer of bad news, But… You still have a long way to go before you'd be able to subdue Vegeta."

"A girl can dream"

Smirking at her he began to turn away from her. "I'll be back in 5"

"Yes coach!"

Her reply elicited a grunt, much like she received from Vegeta. Flicking her drink bottle open she elevated her head backwards. She poured the liquid into her dry mouth when she noticed it in her peripherals. Someone was staring, commanding attention. She slightly tilted her head.

Yamcha.

"Oh for fuck sake" She mumbled to herself.

Completely turning her body from him, using body language to assertively warn him from coming any closer.
Surely he wouldn't be so stupid as to come near her after his last little shit show. Sure Vegeta had put him in his place this time. Maybe she would have to.

Buzz, buzz, buzz

She looked down near her feet, phone shaking in a circular motion as it rang. She handled it and swiped it to answer.

"Hey babe!"

"Hi, my flight has been cancelled"

"Oh, what?"

"Yeah, don't know the details at the moment. But I'm trying to source another flight out tonight. Would you be able to pick me up from Satan city?"

"Sure! Of course I can, do you want me to ask my dad if…"

"No… No private jets"

She rolled her eyes, and sighed silently. Sure, she understood. But he always managed to take it too far.
Driving to see him might not be such a bad idea. Maybe they could get a hotel and have a spontaneous little getaway for the night.

"I'll handle it. I'll let you know when I know more anyway." He began, stopping for a moment. "Wait, where are you? What is that in the background?"

"Oh! Uh, 18 dragged me to some dumb yoga thingy… I've got to go, message me the flight details, ok?"

"Yeah, sure, ok" His voice dropped and dragged out.

He was on to her. It wasn't time to let it slip about her sessions with Piccolo, she wanted the upper hand next time they had a match. The element of surprise was all she had at this moment.

"Ok, Love you! See ya, byeee"

"B…"