Chapter Five

Bulma closed her eyes as she felt Yamcha push harder and firmer against her fragile little body; he was crushing against her with such force she was struggling to catch breathes.

Frantically she kicked out hoping to catch one of the desert bandit's legs, but to no avail; he simply caught her thighs and slammed her back against the wall in an even more painful and struggling position.

His hands began to wonder up her legs which were now jammed in between him and his legs; she could do nothing as he began to rip her tiny underwear from her; he leant closer as she pushed her hands down to prevent him pulling her panties down any further, then let out an ear-splitting loud scream.

The little alien that had accompanied Yamcha in with the attack on Vegeta was now running down the pathway of the little house, he had never been in a fight in his life and he didn't want to be a part of what the evil human being was doing to the girl. Part of him wanted to go to her rescue but he had no chance of surviving a fight with him, even though he was already dead. He didn't particularly want to go to find out what happens to a person when they get killed in the next dimension.

Sprinting down the small causeway and through the flowers, he rushed until he was out of view from the quaint little house; panting he dropped against a tree to get his breath back, whilst trying to block out the screams from the little wooden house in the distance.

"So you're telling me that just through that gap is freedom?" Cooler said pointing past a strange looking fruit tree to a gape in the rock face.

Cooler had been exploring the underworld with one of the ogres; they had become quite friendly in the past couple of days; the blue ogre that had fooled Goku years before into going through the hole was the same ogre that was showing it to Freeza's older brother.

"You bet, you'll be free as a… well angel" the blue ogre said scratching his horn, he'd never personally been through the hole himself but he'd heard legends from the inmates and other demons. The hole apparently led the person back to the world they came from.

Cooler glanced from the left and the right suspiciously; it just seemed too good to be true, for years he had looked for a way to break out of HFIL and it was just a few hours hike from where he lived. Once he could tell his father and sibling about the crevice they would finally be able to be the strongest force in the entire universe. Not even a super Sayan could stop them. Just as the ogre said they would be free as angels.

"Hey human king." Shouted a Sayan to a former king of England.

"Excuse me. I am King Henry the eighth to you peasants. I demand that you show me all your females so I can find one to produce me offspring," growled the chubby king to the much younger Sayan.

"You don't have a chance in hell old man. I just thought I'd come and ask if you wanted to take bets on the fight that's now about to kick off?" said the young Sayan holding out a book of tickets.

"How dare you… I'll have you executed."

"So that's 21 to 2 on Freeza winning. How much are you willing to bet sir?" the guy said completely choosing to ignore the angry king.

"GETOUT GETOUT GETOUT!!!!!!!!!" shouted Henry as he slammed his fist down on a wooden table knocking his glass of drink onto the floor, it shattered immediately on impact with the ground making an awful mess.

Smirking the Sayan quickly grabbed a bag of coins and a bottle that was perched on a shelf and quickly exited the cell of the former King, there was nothing the dictator could do except watch the teenage tearaway sprint into the distance with his bottle of highly expensive vintage wine.

In a blind rage he head butted the concrete wall of his prison cell and knocked himself out, unbeknownst to Hitler and Freeza next door who were still in the middle of a very passionate lovemaking session, Hitler was busy doing the most perverted things with Freeza's long white tail. Freeza was lying with his front on the floor and his eyes closed, his arms were tied to some chains on the far wall, every move Hitler made, forced a murmur of pleasure from the evil tyrant.

Bulma let out a painful rasp of breath as Yamcha pushed most of his weight onto her tiny ribs, nobody had came to her aid, Vegeta was out for the count and she was in the middle of nowhere. This was supposed to be the nice dimension, not home for infinite losers; and here she was about to get raped by her psycho ex lover.

"Veget-a…" she squeezed out, before Yamcha shut her up with a forceful kiss to the mouth.

Bulma choked, never before in her life had she felt so sick; he tasted repulsive and their was nothing she could do about it; squirming under his weight again she tried to pull her hands up to protect herself this just made it worse as Yamcha bent one of her hands back without trying; he still had his eyes closed and was embracing the disgusting pro longing kiss.

"You won't get away… I'm going to make you pay dearly my sweet…" he growled as he opened his eyes and pulled away from the kiss.

Bulma flicked her head back angrily her long blue hair brushing irritatingly into her eyes.

"You fucking coward." Bulma hollered slamming herself angrily against the back wall; Yamcha was still pressing her against.

The whole house shook with the impact made, but neither budged an inch; Vegeta was still lying on the bed and was knocked out cold. He was paralysed all over now and the halo above his head was fading at a rapid rate. Bulma didn't even know if he was aware of the torture she was enduring, she seriously doubted it. Yamcha like a vicious animal began frantically trying to feel her right breast through her bra; He'd already succeeded in ripping her panties half down.

It was all she was wearing after her love making session with Vegeta, she was grateful she was wearing that it had only been because she'd gotten cold afterwards.

Tears began to spill down her cheeks uncontrollably as Yamcha's hands wandered inside her underwear top like that of a young teenager. Perverted wasn't the way to put it; he was acting like an evil monster preying on a small child. She daren't even open her eyes; this was her one big fear: getting raped. It was the things of her nightmares and for some reason call it a psychic premonition it was always Yamcha trying to force himself upon her but before he could go this far she had always woken up.

This time it was very much realistic, it felt one hundred times worse than her nightmares, she was supposed to be in heaven and here was this beast reducing her to nothing never had she felt so weak and defenceless.

"Well Princess. How about you open up your pretty little eyes." Yamcha grinned, his scar becoming more distinctive as the light reflected through the open window onto his face.

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Poor Bulma??? What's going to happen to her! What a creep Yamcha is, he's raping the princess of all Sayans! Can anyone think of a suitable punishment for him!!!???

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