Dangerous Games Part 12 As pain shines in the night Couples: Vegeta and whoever Warning: Violence, darkness, angst, bondage, rape Summary: Finally you find out, sort of, who did it. Archive: Please ask okay? Author: Red Vegeta or Lesley. Or as Nayruvegeta as some of you might know from the ML. Flames: yeah right... go make my day ^_^ Other: I worked really hard on this part and the end is finally unfolding in my head ^_^ yup! Expect new chaps from me soon! Disclaimer: dont own them just torturing them for my own pleasure and iwth a bit of luck, your pleasure as well ^_^ Thwack! With a loud snap the whip landed on his face. Almost immediately after the painfull sharp sound, a fierce pain lashed through his cheek as he felt his skin break and a warm hot liquid began to trickle downwards. Groaning and hissing at the pain, he tried to open his eyes, but they were hazed with red. Every blink hurt like hell, burning his eyes. He swallowed, finding himself incredibly thristy while his mouth felt wet, hot and thick with a liquid tasting like iron. Vegeta coughed out as he almost choked while taking a large gulp of air in a desperate attempt to alleviate the pain, now shooting through his entire body as he regained his full consciousness. Upon hearing a low growl, he raised his head, looking in a spattered face of a long slim man, holding a long leather whip in his hand. The man wiped the blood of his face and looked at his hand with a face filled with disgust. Then he smirked and licked a bot of blood off his half-gloved hand, whilst his other snaked backwards for another blow. "Stop it...Please.." He heard himself say with a harsh voice. Inside he was torn apart just like he was kicked and whipped from the outside. All that had started his tragedy, all that nearly caused him to commit suicide, all that he thought was finally over, was starting all over again. He found himself tied to some sort of contraption made of wood, his arms apart and tied to the poles with a small rope. His legs were spread out and tied to the pole at his ankles, so all of his weight leaned on them. The rope cut his ankles and his wrist, just like the agony slashed into his soul with every blow of the sharp whip. Battered and furious, he tensed his muscles. His instincts said to him he was a saiyan, a saiyan prince, almost the strongest in the whole universe. Sure, those small strings holding him against the poles wouldnt hold. But as hard as he tried, desperately thrashing about in the sharp wires, they didnt break, they didnt bend or even snap just a little. They did absolutely nothing. It drove him mad. He, who was so powerful, couldnt brake four small strings. The helplessness only added to his misery, especially when he got slashed a few times after one another and he was to tired to move. "Don't even try it." Vegeta narrowed his eyes, trying to see who had spoken other than the young man in front of him. The man in front of him also looked back, lowering the whip. "Do you have such low resistance Vegeta? I've never seen you break this quickly..." "Shut up." "I'm sorry, but you dont seem to be in the right position to order me around now are you?" From the dark back of the room, a man seemed to move towards him. In front of Vegeta appeared a man, his hair showing some grey and he was wearing a suit. Apparently the man was important since he was being followed by various young muscular men, clad in leather. He was surprised to see the face of the man, confused that he knew that he had seen the man before but couldnt remember him. It was even worse knowing that it had been the drug that made him forget and he was sure he would forget him now. The man wasnt special in any way, it could have been his neighbour, and that made him furious. How could a human, a weak mere human, torture him like this. A small human man had bruised him, traumatised him, abused him and battered his souls untill nothing was left. The man grinned and his guards closed in on Vegeta. "You must feel really bad now." He sarcastically said as he flicked a finger against one of the loose ends of the ropes that tied his right hand back. "You... The one who saved the earth with the other one, you who claimed to be so powerful and succesful. Hmmf.." He snorted. "Why are you doing this.." Vegeta replied in a soft his, his voice hurting his sore throat. "I thought you had seen rushing everything back in your mind a few days ago. My men at the bar told me you were screaming that everything was wrong. It coulnt be nothing else than that you had regained your memory." "..." "So you must know what happened and you must know why you were brought back. And as for the pain..." He whispered, tracing his finger now down his abdomen across a freshly made cut of the whip. "You must know you cant go home again." "I'm not stupid...." "Really? No way..." The man chuckled, causing his guards to grin  and chuckle too. "Shut up. What is it you want from me. Why me?" "Well, that answer is very simple, my precious.." His hand slid up Vegeta's face, the sweat in his palms biting in his wounds. "You were beautiful, I am ugly. You were powerfull with a wonderful body, I had nothing. I was just a simle chemist at a drug factory when it hit me. No one wanted me, but everyone wanted you. So I designed a perfect drug. It'd keep you weak when I needed you and it would make you forget when I didnt need you. All we needed was a little bit... of fire from your side. Nice bar ne? Dont think we made that for you, we made that to test the drug till it worked the way we wanted. Those we had tested were put to work just like you." The man grins again and rubs Vegeta's lips with one finger. "You know... I made a lot of money before you came.. But when you came, oh yes... The money came in like a tsunami on a hot summers day. I was right.. everyone wanted you." "You're crazy.." A short nod from the man as he goes to stand on his toes, a breath filled alcohol flowing over his face. "Oh yeah, I am. But I'm rich too and people like me too because I have you. Dont think I'm going to let go now, or do you.." "No..." Grinning, the man grabs Vegeta by his hair and pulls him to his face, pushing his lips roughly on the prince's. Vegeta's gasps as a disgusting taste of cigarettes and alcohol invades his nose and mouth. Taking this as his chance, the man forces his tongue inside his mouth. Twisting it violently around, he finally lets go of his hair and Vegeta immediately pulls back and spits the taste right back at the mans face. Growling, the man slaps him in his face and walks away from him. Then, he turns around with a big smirk on his face. "I'm not an animal Vegeta... I forgive you this, since it will be the last bit of fun you'll have for a long time. Its time to get to work." The man opens a door leading to a small room, a room filled with smoke and red velvet walls. Vegeta's eyes widen as a few men enter and grin evily upon seeing him. Some start to strip of their suits, revealing various leather pants and shirt, some spiked, other simply very tiny and most way too tight for the mens bodies. "Dont be too rough gentlemen, we need him for the rest of the night.." The men smile, approaching Vegeta with a look of a pack of predators ready to devour him. Desperately Vegeta looks around for help, straining his muscles to get himself free from the ropes. Vaguely, he can make out a young man with red long hair in the corner, smoking a cigarette and turning his head away when the first man sneaks up to him, grabbing his behind and squeezes it so hard Vegeta almost can feel the blood rushing to the place, forming a painful blue spot. One of the others rips the last shred of clothing from his body and holds on to his waist, lifting him up and positioning himself in front of him. Clenching his eyes shut, Vegeta feels all the hope fade away from his soul. Just when he feels tears well up in the corners of his eyes, the man entered him violently making him scream his heart out to the top of his lungs. "Noooooooo!!!" Back to the main page Back to the fics page