If there is one thing I can give Frieza credit for it's that he sticks to his word. I did get a chair. While it was slightly less lavish than everyone elses I was just glad to be able to sit on my own.

I was stuck between Frieza and Cooler. Clearly their father didn't trust them to manage themselves and put me in as a buffer. Knowing there was nothing I could do about it I grit my teeth and sat down.

Frieza sat on King Colds right while someone I didn't care to know sat on his left. If Cooler was upset at being pushed down the line he did a good job at hiding it. An array of servants came out with trays of food and wine. King Cold started us off with a toast about success and expansion, yada, yada, yada.

The first course was a light soup that had a hint of ginger too it. I was very grateful for the alcohol as what I drank before was really helping to ease my nerves. By now I was used to eating their food but I felt foolish with all the different silverware and glasses. Even at home I wasn't rich or anything so any kind of decorum was lost on me. Oddly Cooler turned to help me.

"You need to use the one on the left." He said, his voice calm and courteous.

"Thanks." I responded giving him a smile.

I did at good job at holding in the jump as Frieza's hand rolled over my thigh.

Looking at him he was giving me that look again and I blushed at his aggressive squeeze on my leg since we were around so many people. Knowing something was up I stared down at my food as Cold tried to engage Frieza in conversation. It seems that Frieza decided to play face and turned to his father as if nothing was wrong.

Feeling relief at having his attention drawn elsewhere I scanned the tables finally finding the group of Saiyans near the back. Everyone was talking in a light tone, making it difficult to hear what anyone was saying. I was given another refill as I had finished my third cup without really paying attention.

"Be careful that stuff is strong." Cooler commented.

He was harder to read than Frieza or his dad.

"I don't get the chance to drink often but I'll try not to get carried away." I answered wanting to keep the conversation polite.

"I'd hope not than I'd be left alone with this rabble." I chuckled at that, not used to being flirted with.

"I'm sure you could find someone worth talking too." Cooler smirked.

"Unlikely most of the people here are idiots and beggars. Father and Frieza are an obvious exception but it's hard to get Frieza to do anything." Cooler's face was impassive but I could just detect some annoyance in his voice.

"He can be difficult but so is everyone else." I offered.

"That's unexpected coming from you." He stated.

"Like everyone he has good days and bad days. You just need to know how his system works and he can be very reliable." Cooler's mouth curved in an almost smile.

"What a very diplomatic answer." He quipped.

"Diplomacy is a very useful skill. Wars can be won or lost without it." I said finding Cooler's company more agreeable than I'd expected.

"That is true but that implies that one side is willing to listen to the other." Cooler conceded.

Guessing that the topic had drifted into unsteady territory I wasn't sure how to proceed. The second course had arrived and I was glad for the slight pause. That is until Frieza turned back to me, his eyes narrowing. His grip on my thigh tightened for a moment before he started talking to the person across from him. Once again I was at a loss with my knowledge of fancy eating.

"Now use that one on the middle right." Cooled said answering my unasked question.

While he acted more seriously than his brother Cooler felt a lot more controlled. Like I wasn't going to be snapped in half for saying the wrong thing.

"Are you worried I'll embarrass you?" I teased.

"No. If you were an embarrassment you wouldn't be here."

I decided to take it for a compliment, not used to being praised, "And how's that?" I asked, not too worried that Cooler would get mad at me for asking.

"Well you've lasted this long and Frieza hates to be humiliated intentionally or otherwise. So you must be doing something right." He divulged, not at all bothered by my line of questioning.

Looking him over I really wasn't seeing anything Frieza would find disagreeable.

"Do these kind of events happen often?" I asked wanting to change the subject.

Cooler shrugged, "A few times a year. Usually it's more elite than this but since it's been a good year they expanded the invitations." He had an irritated tone.

"You don't agree with them?" I inquired.

He gave me a long look, "You're very perceptive, no wonder you've kept your head."

I gave him a smile, sucking up his praise like a man adrift at sea sucks in air. The rest of the meal went so well I almost felt glad at being forced to come. As dinner broke up I was feeling very flushed due to the amount of wine I'd drank. Frieza had me by my wrist as he went to his father.

"Would it be alright father if I headed to bed."

"Frieza it would be rude to leave the guests before any of them have departed." Cold had a very patronizing tone that had Frieza squeezing my wrist painfully.

He kept the appearance of being fine as he walked off but I knew he wouldn't be able to handle it for much longer.

"Are we staying the night?" I asked tentatively wanting to know but worried he would lash out at me.

"Of course we are. To head back this late would be ridiculous." He grumbled out.

We went to a large ball room where a band began to play. Some space was opened up for dancing as several couples drifted to the dance floor. Frieza walked over to Zarbon and Dodoria, who tensed at seeing Frieza coming. They listened as Frieza complained while I tried to turn into one of the many flowering plants sitting around the room.

I'm not sure if it was due to the booze or just the beautiful décor but I began to wander across the room observing the paintings and sculpture. Not realizing what I was doing I jumped at bit as I felt a large hand on my shoulder.

Turning I was glad to see Nappa, "You startled me." I murmured.

"Sorry. I was just wondering why you've been staring at that painting for like ten minutes?" I smiled, excited to show off some of my college learnin'.

"Well I was examining the structure of the painting. It has a screwed perspective that works to emphasize the guy in the middle." I pointed at how the buildings and people looked so much smaller, "So whoever this guy was he wanted everyone to know that he was the bees knees." Nappa gave a chuckle.

"Huh never thought about how things are made. Just always thought that's how things looked." He rubbed his bald head as he spoke.

"So where's Vegeta and Radditz?"

"Oh Vegeta is telling Radditz off for getting piss drunk." He pointed behind him.

Looking past him I could see Radditz leaning against the wall looking like he was about to throw up, while Vegeta looked like he was gonna punch him. It looked hilarious since Vegeta was so much shorter than Radditz. I gave a genuine laugh at their antics. Nappa suddenly tensed up and I was confused at the sudden shift in attitude.

"You should head back. Frieza has been looking for you." My stomach dropped at what Cooler said.

Turning around Cooler was standing there holding a glace of wine while his tail swished lazily.

"Come on I'll take you over. It's inappropriate for you to spend so much time with them." When Cooler said them he gave Nappa a contemptuous look.

Knowing that it was gonna be bad, and it would only get worse the longer I stayed I waved sympathetically at Nappa as I took Cooler's arm.

As Frieza came into sight I could tell I was in deep shit. He looked pissed and he only seemed to get angrier the closer we got. By the time we were in front of him I found myself trying to hide behind Cooler.

"Here you are brother." Cooler said passing me over to Frieza, "You should really keep a better eye on your things."

Frieza grabbed me by the wrist and while I held in my noise of pain I curled slightly as I felt him grinding the bones in my wrist.

"Thank you brother how very considerate." Frieza growled out between gritted teeth.

"Now if you'll excuse us it's been a long day." Cooler and Frieza bowed to each other before Frieza turned and headed straight out the door.

As we walked down the halls his pace grew quicker as the crowd grew thinner. By the time we reached empty halls he was practically dragging me. I was whimpering in pain, it felt like Frieza was gonna rip my arm off. Stopping in front of what I assumed was his room he kicked in the doors before tossing me inside. I cried out as the bones in my wrist finally snapped at his careless throw.

"You slut. I OWN YOU. You should only be looking AT ME. You should only be talking TO ME." He yelled growing angrier as I crawled away, terrified.

Tears were streaming down my face.

'What did I do wrong? Why is this happening?'

Backing away from him he grabbed my ankle and yanked me back to him.

"YOU THINK HE'S BETTER THAN ME DON'T YOU!" His screaming was so loud I didn't realize I was pleading with him.

"Please, I'm so sorry…. I didn't know…. I thought you wanted me to talk to him?" I stuttered out.

"Did I order you to flirt with him? NO. I didn't even tell you, you could speak with him. I AM THE ONE IN CONTROL HERE." He threw me on the bed, the frame creaked with the force of my impact.

I groaned in pain as I attempted to crawl away.

"NO." Frieza bellowed as he grabbed my waist, and pulled me down so I was flush against him.

"Stop crying." He smacked me so hard across the face I screamed as it began to swell almost instantly.

Frieza gave a call on his scouter as I sobbed trying to find a way out of this horrible situation.

"You like him more than me. You think he's BETTER THAN ME." He was on top of me his face glowering down at me.

"I never said that." I cried.

'How could things have changed so quickly?'

"You think I'm stupid? I didn't need to you say it. I could see it when you smiled and laughed." He squeezed my neck right above the collar.

His other hand tore the front of my dress down the middle, "You NEVER smile at me like that."

He grabbed my breast in a bruising grip that had me screaming. A knock on the door resounded through the room. Frieza sat up composed, his hand still clutching my neck.

"Come in." He answered his tone menacing.

The door opened as Nappa shuffled in. His face had a confused expression that quickly morphed into a mask of indifference.

"You called for me Lord Frieza?" He questioned at attention.

'No.'

"Yes, I need your assistance in teaching my pet a lesson." His tone was dripping with malevolence.

'No.'

"How may I be of help Lord Frieza?"

"I want you to fuck her." He ordered.

'NO, NO, nononononononono.'

Nappa nodded without hesitation.

"Lord Frieza PLE." He smacked me across the face again.

I sobbed as the tender flesh was further inflamed.

Nappa walked over removing his armor, "NO PET. You need to learn that I OWN YOU. No one is your friend here because I OWN THEM. I am your only friend and NO ONE but me has any say in your life."

I wept as Frieza tore the rest of my dress off, his claws ranked across my skin. Turning around I tried to protect my broke wrist but Frieza forced my upper body into the bed, crushing my already broken bones.

'Why did I think I could reason with him? He's insane.'

Frieza backed off as warm, large thighs brushed against the back of my trembling body. A large sob broke through me as I felt one of Nappa's massive hands grab my hip. I felt large fingers stroke at my vagina.

"NO. Don't do that this is a punishment, take her dry. Now just do it!" Up until this point I hadn't had anything larger than Frieza's fingers in me in the past six months.

So when I felt Nappa line up against me, his hand on my hip had to keep me still as my body tried to bolt. Without another thought he went all the way in in one thrust. I screamed as my body felt like I was being torn in two.

Nappa paused for just a moment as his balls slapped against me. He pulled out as the rips inside me began to bleed in an attempt to lessen the damage. The pain rocked my body as Nappa started a fast pace. My body shook with each thrust making my wrist's broken bones grind further together. The tears kept coming as my scream grew hoarse, till I couldn't scream at all.

I didn't even notice that Frieza was in front of me till he grabbed my bruised, swollen face. He looked at me with such a disdain as I felt something inside me crack.

'Why was I so stupid? How could I ever care for this person? He isn't even a person, he's a monster.'

As his thrusts grew harsher I felt it drain my energy with each blow. My body had slumped over in exhaustion and pain. Nappa's grip tightened as he grew closer.

"You can stop now." Frieza commanded.

Nappa immediately stopped and if I had the energy to turn around I'd see his blood covered penis going flaccid as soon as he pulled out.

"Is that all Lord Frieza?" Nappa asked.

"Yes that should do it, now get back to your little friends." I hadn't moved, my body was in so much pain that breathing felt difficult.

I could hear Nappa leave as Frieza crawled up behind me. He pulled my broken body back into his smaller form. His body curling around mine as I barely registered his stroking hands, his tail squeezing my bruised hips. Frieza must have removed his clothes at some point as I felt his penis unsheathe itself. A fresh wave of tears poured out as he rubbed up against me.

"Shhhh pet. It's alright, I'll take care of you." He kissed along my bruised throat as his hands tried to arouse my injured body.

"You'll see that I'm better than him in every way." Frieza whispered.