As they were walking down the hall he spoke to her. "Well I guess today is your lucky day then slut. You are to be King Vegeta's slave. We need to get you cleaned up." Bulma's eyes lit up when she realized she was leaving the dungeon. "Finally!" She thought. The fact of being a slave still terrified her but at least she was out of that awful place. He brought her to a most extravagant room. The canopy bed was covered in the most beautiful silk sheets she had ever seen. The gigantic windows had vibrant red velvet curtains. There was a table covered in the most appetizing food. Her stomach gave a fierce growl. Filthy water and food you wouldn't feed to rats was all she was given before. The more she looked around the room she more hopeful she got. Beautiful furniture, delicious food. "Maybe this wouldn't be so bad." She thought.
"You look like shit bitch. Go wash up. Clean clothes will be in there for you." He spoke grouchily at her. "OH GOD! An actual shower!" She thought. Excitement just swept over her and she couldn't help but let out a joyful squeal. For a year and a half she hasn't had a shower or a bath. Bulma was so overwhelmed. The guard left and slammed the door behind him. She practically danced to the bathroom. The first thing she did was draw herself a much needed bath. She drizzled a little soap as the water ran. As the tub began to fill she looked in the mirror. Her body had wasted away. He cheek's were practically caved in. Dark circles swarmed her eyes. She looked paler than ever. "At least my breasts didn't shrink from losing so much weight." She giggled to herself. She tore off her blood and cum stained rags for clothes and tossed them on the bathroom floor. The tub was just about full but she couldn't bare to wait any longer.
She sank herself down in the warm tub. "Mmm this is heavenly." It felt like all her troubles were just melting away. It almost made her forget the situation she was in but she didn't want to think about that right now. All she wanted was to enjoy this moment. For all she knew this could be the last bath of her life. Bulma laid in the bubbly water until her body was pruney. A few hours had passed and she decided it was time to get out. After all she was exhausted and want to sleep. She couldn't wait to lay in a real bed. She dried herself up and looked around for her clothes the guard said would be in there. She saw something hanging up and a smile spread across her face. It was just a simple light pink silk nightie. Lacy and cute. She laughed a little thinking that it doesn't look like King Vegeta's taste. She only assumed from how he looked. Putting on clean clothes couldn't help but make her glow. She walked lazily over to the bed and flopped down. A big happy sigh escaped her lips as she sank into the soft mattress. Bulma curled right up under the covers and drifted off to sleep immediately.
The next morning the light escaping though the window curtains woke her up. Bulma was surprised but thankful that King Vegeta didn't sleep in the room last night. Her body needed to recoup from everything. Feeling much better she got up and let out a stretch. The smell of waffles was in the air. Her stomach made a gigantic growl. She went over to the table that was placed in the middle of the room and noticed every kind of breakfast food was laid out for her. Bulma was starving and began shoving food in her mouth. She barely could swallow the food because she was so staving she hardly chewed. She couldn't have cared less though. Real food laid out before her. She ate and ate until her stomach was about to burst. After her enormous meal she looked poked around the room. Nothing too exciting was found. Although she did find a wide selection of costumes in the closet and lacy lingerie in the dresser. There was an armoire full of shoes. They looked more like hooker, stripper shoes though.
She let out a sign and looked for something more tolerable to put on. She ended up with black booty shorts that caused her butt to practically hang out. It was either that or a miniskirt which barely covered anything which was funny because It was the longest skirt in the room. She also put on pink thigh high stockings. Bulma did like the little bows on the stockings though. What she really liked was an off the shoulders shirt that was hiding in the back of the closet. Digging through the armoire after a while she found a pair of shoes that fit. Black pinstripe stripper heels that had daggers for the heel. It took her a few minutes to get the hang of walking in them. Wandering back into the bathroom she found someone had left her some makeup. Bulma put up her hair and painted herself up a little. Just so she didn't seem so pathetic looking. "God I look like a whore."She said to herself sighing. "It's all the clothes that are in here though."
She went over to the doors to the room. Peering out she saw guards standing beside them. "Um.." Bulma spoke. "Get back inside wench!" One of the guards shouted at her. "You're not allowed to wander the castle unless King Vegeta says so." Bulma pouted and went back into the room. She layed back down on the bed and sighed. "What am I to do?" She thought. There wasn't anything in the room to do but at least it was million times better than the daily treatment she usted to recieve. Laying there she couldn't help but wonder what life like this was going to be like. Is she always going to be a slave? Was King Vegeta a brute? Was he violent, sweet or romantic? Would he have an anger problem? Would he beat her? Would he treat her nice and possiably let her go? Maybe he would be a guy who she could love? Would he love her back? Maybe they would get married? "Oh god these thoughts are silly. I'm a slave. Remember Bulma. This is your life now." She spoke out loud.
"Indeed you are woman." Spoke a voice from across the room. Bulma sat up startled and blushed. "I'm sorry. I didn't know anyone was here." She spoke softly. "Of course you didn't. Otherwise you would have kept your mouth shut." Vegeta said. "Now get over here and show your king some respect. Bow down to me woman." Bulma felt flustered because she's never had to bow to anyone before. Why would she want to? Especially to such an arragont king making servents bow. She got up and walked slowly. She was stalling. Her pride was getting in the way. Why would she want to grovel down infront of that egotistical bastard. She stopped walking. Bulma crossed her arms and stuck her nose up in the air. "No! Why would I bow down to..." Before bulma could finish her sentence Vegeta flew over in the blink of an eye, grabbed her throat and pinned her agianst the wall. She started choking and ghasping. He snarled at her, his temper rising. "You worthless little shit! You will learn to do as I say. I can make every living day utterly miserable for you or you can live a decent life for a slave. It's your choice woman." He growled at her through clenched teeth. She kept trying to pry his hand off her throat but she was obviously too weak. The thought of going back down into the dungeon infuriated her. Yes it terrified her too but Bulma always had a problem with holding her tounge. She was very hard headed. It only made her mouth run off more.
"Never asshole!" Bulma managed to choke out. "I'm giving you one last chance whore." He snarled back. "Ha. Like I'll grovel for you." She thought. Before you know it bulma slammed her knee into Vegeta's groin. It didn't exactly hurt but more-so startled him. He let go of bulma for just a moment and she dashed away from the king. Just as fast as before he flew over and grabbed her. She trembled. "Oh god why the hell did I do that? He's probably going to kill me!" Thought Bulma. "Hahaha you stupid bitch. Do you even know how strong I am?" Vegeta spoke. He tightened his grip on her arm. Bulma winced. It felt like he was going to snap her arm in two! "You've been a naughty little whore. You will learn to bow to your king!" Anger was boiling in his voice. He threw her over her shoulder and carried her to the bed. She tried kicking and pounding his back but he just held onto her harder. He threw her down on the bed and ripped off her shorts. She tried to scramble off the bed but he held onto her ankles and held them over her head. She couldn't move. Only a little movement in her arms but it wasn't much use.
"So you little slut, you want to see what happens to disobediant slaves?" He spat at her. She bit her lip and the terror that showed in her eyes only made him harder. He rubbed his thumb in circles against her clit and she couldn't help but let a moan escape. "Oh so you like that woman? Well how about this?" Vegeta smirked and thrust his cock deep into her virgin asshole. Bulma screamed out. The pain was immense. Vegeta only purred as blood ran down his cock. The fact that he tore her ass open made him that much more horney. He slowly pulled back out but thrusted back in much more harder. She screamed again and let out oncontroable sobs. He kept thrusting rougher, harder, deeper until she couldn't cry anymore. Vegeta pulled out and grinned at her gaped ass. "Since you've been a good little girl I'll make this a little nicer for you." He licked his thumb and rubbed it on her. The spit helped a little but not by much. He could have fisted her ass for all she knew. She wouldn't have been able to tell the difference. After some time had passed Vegeta finally let out a groan and came deep inside her. The cum oozed out of her and trickled down onto the bed. Bulma's eyes were puffy and her face stained with tears. Thankful he was finally done, she curled up into a ball once he let go.
She clutched a pillow and sobbed heavily into it. Vegeta chuckled. "Oh do you think we're done? I don't believe so."He grabbed her ponytail and yanked her off the bed. "Please not again!" Bulma sobbed. "Clean it. I wan't you to suck all the cum off me." He barked at her. She just sat there looking up at him so he grabbed the rest of her hair with his other hand and shoved her face down onto him. His cock was stuffed down her throat. She pushed and shoved so she could get a breath but he wouldn't budge. After a moment he pulled her head back and she ghasped for air. Before she could take a second breath he shoved himself down into her mouth again. He tightened his grip and told her to rub her toung along his shaft as he stuffs her throat or he'll just fuck her ass again. Bulma immediately did as she was told. Time passed and her jaw was getting awefully sore. Plus she was getting quite bored.
"Maybe I can get some amusement out of this." She thought. Bulma took her right hand and lowered it down to her clit. "It did feel amazing when he touched me there." So she started to rub herself and play with it. Unable to keep herself from moaning she accidentally let one out. The muffled moan didn't go unheard by Vegeta. Looking down he saw what she was up to. Pulling her head back he shouted at her "Woman how dare you pleasure yourself without my say so!" She removed her hand at once. Getting nervous because she's never had to do this before. She wondering what would happen if she did a bad job. Would he beat her, or rape her again? After her attempt of sucking off King Vegeta he eventually came on her face. She didn't mind it so much. Just the fact that cum got cold too quickly.
When she was about to stand up Vegeta cracked her in the face. "Bitch don't fuck around with me! You will try harder next time woman." He shouted. Bulma held her cheek and her lip started to quiver. Tears welled up in her eyes. She ran to the bathroom. He could only shrug. Her being upset didn't mean shit to him. She sat crying in the bathroom for hours. All she wanted was things to back to normal. The way they were a year and a half ago. She would give anything. In her mind she kept begging and pleading for her wish to come true. Only just to go home and see her family again. She ended up falling asleep on the bathroom floor too afraid to go back into the room.