Authors Note: I may be upping the rating on this story in the future.

Chapter 3:

Everybody turned to look at Frieza who had just walked in with looked like a captive. It was a human female. Zarbon was fascinated he had never seen one. He'd seen the males but he'd always heard about how the females from the planet were remarkably fragile. They were right. This one cowered in her chains.

He took one of her arms. The woman looked at him pleadingly. It was the angelic face again, why couldn't people see how cold he really was. He let the arm drop down to the human's side.

Frieza led the human woman over to where Vegeta was. "Take your prize." Frieza said smugly. Vegeta looked at the female. She had long black hair and gray eyes. She was a beautiful specimen.

Zarbon felt jealousy at Frieza's gift. Why were he and Dodoria always overlooked when it came to gifts? Did the Saiyan deserve it more than they? He thought not.

"Well done, Lord Frieza." Clapped Zarbon. Soon the whole party clapped at Frieza, his gift and Vegeta. Zarbon wanted to make sure everyone knew he was not upset about not getting a gift. Especially Vegeta.

The small female probably only about one hundred ten pounds was thrown in the Saiyans direction. He held her close to her. She cried as Vegeta whispered some words into her ear.

Zarbon could not deny it. He was captivated by the human girl that was now in Vegeta's possession. He felt the undeniable anger of being looked over for a gift like this. He wanted her but he couldn't have her.

Vegeta smoothed the girls hair down in an act of compassion. He helped to put a blanket around her as her body wracked in sobs.

Her name was Elizabeth. She had been out with her friends at a night club when she had been captured by a crew of strange men. They knew she was a gift to Prince Vegeta so they had not attempted to rape her. They had cleaned her up in order to make a good impression and they had teleported her to this planet.

Frieza handed her a handful of pills which she took without any resistance. They were pills to keep her from getting space sick and also some contraceptives. She had no idea what these pills were for only that they kept her from experiencing awful space sickness.

Frieza explained the pills to Vegeta giving him two bottles and handing the heavy chain over to him.

"Please help me." Cried Elizabeth to Zarbon.

No more words were possible as the music was cranked up once again and nothing not shouted could be heard.

Vegeta took his new pet to his side studying her from all angles. He hated Frieza but was not above taking a gift from the miniature ruler.

Elizabeth could not believe the situation she was in. Had anybody told her that there were others in space she would have called them crazy. Here she was now the whore to some monkey prince. He didn't look like a monkey to her. They had repeated to her over and over that she would be the whore to the monkey prince. He was handsome if not a little short. The other man she'd seen had a shockingly beautiful face. He was blue and had green hair. Frieza on the other hand had scared her. His face looked evil and he radiated evil.

There was nothing she could do. The only thing she could control was herself. She would have to be smart about this.

Vegeta held the chain in his hands he pulled the girl closer and closer until she was not able to step back away from him. He sat her in a chair adjacent to his. The girl looked upset. He told her to calm down. The last thing he needed was a scene at a party. He decided to leave. He took the girl by the arm and walked down towards the exit.

Zarbon followed him. He didn't intend to give him a clear path to sullying that poor human girl. He would make sure to interrupt every five minutes if it was possible. He wouldn't let him enjoy himself not on his watch.

Vegeta was met by his main servant, Bruce. He took the prince's cloak and hung them up for him. He brought in the female and handed her off to Bruce. See that she's cleaned up and send her to my quarters.

"Yes sire." Said Bruce taking the crying girl off his arm.