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Demon Prince

Chapter 2

Bulma walked silently down the blood red hallway towards Prince Vegeta's chambers. She looked down at her clothes in disgust as she wondered what her mother should think if she saw her baby daughter wearing revealing things like this. Chichi had quite a blast dressing Bulma up accordingly, even though she said that the clothes would be ripped by the end of the night.

Great another thought to be scared of.

Chichi made Bulma go in a bad girl role. She wore a really short leather black skirt that stops at mid thigh leaving nothing to the imagination, a black bra top with red flames coming in from the sides and over that she wore a loose red see through long sleeved top that flowed from behind her. She had knee high black boots with silver buckles and short leather gloves with no fingers. Chichi told Bulma that she would put her hair up even though the Prince would rip it down, as he like to wrap his hands in long hair. Bulma liked her make up though; she had deep blue eye shadow on her along with clear lip-gloss and a bit of blush to make her cheeks rosy.

She was completely scared senseless and had a pretty good idea what the Prince would do to her...ain’t it obvious? The thing that Bulma was scared about was that it was her first time and she heard rumours that it hurt when you first had sex. The way Chichi described Vegeta in bed scared Bulma even more. The guard that was leading Bulma down the hallway stopped in front of a door and knocked once and opened it. He looked at her and jerked his head inside. Bulma froze taking big gulps of air and soon enough she was pushed in and the door slammed shut behind her.

She was in a pitch back room and could here no noise at all.

"Oh good Kami, oh shit, I’m scared now." she mumbled at every step she took.

Don’t tell me that he's going to make me wait?

Bulma's heart was thumping in her chest and she could here it echo around the dreary silent room. She carried on walking forwards until she walked head on at a wall and smacked her head against it.

"Shit." she cursed. Then Bulma heard quiet chuckling near her but didn’t know where it was coming from, her head thrashed about trying to find him but it was to dark to see.

"You’re quite clumsy aren’t you?" he laughed again.

"The only reason I’m clumsy is because it’s too dark in here." she said. Vegeta chuckled again as Bulma searched the room. "Can you turn a light on? I can’t see."

"No, I like to scare my slaves." he replied simply as if there was nothing wrong with it. "Now why don’t you try and find me?"

"No thanks, I'll find the door though." Bulma mumbled retracing her footsteps backwards, she suddenly hit a wall and knocked her head into something. "Shit, how small is your room?"

"My room isn’t small, it’s huge. It’s just that you’re in the hallway, try walking forwards." he suggested.

"No there’s a wall in front of me." Bulma sighed, getting sick of this game. "Will you please turn some lights on?"

"No, I like seeing you distressed." 

"You’re sick, you are." Bulma spat back, rubbing the back of her head.

"I know, I get my kicks out of seeing my slaves suffer." he growled. "Now why don’t you try walking forwards."

"No you'll probably be there." she squeaked.

"Are you disobeying me again?"

"You don’t own me you bastard, so why don’t you give up." Bulma suddenly screamed as she felt something wrap around her arms and pin them to the side. "Let go of me." the lights suddenly flickered on and Bulma waited for her eyesight to adjust to the red light. "What is it with you and red." Bulma asked, looked around her and gasped as she saw that she was in a completely different room. The pressure on her arms suddenly lifted so she turned round and was face to face with the demon Prince.

"Nice." he said looking her up and down. "My favourite colours too." Bulma crossed her arms and turned away from him, he smirked and wrapped his arms around her waist. "It looks like you need a little discipline." he started to kiss her neck causing Bulma's eyes to close.

"Please don’t." she begged.

"Please don’t what? I’m not doing anything." he smirked against her neck. He stopped kissing her and kept his lips resting on her neck. "You know I like to see my whores in pain as I fuck them." he admitted.

Bulma's eyes shot open. "You what?"

"You heard me, and with the way you behave I think you’re in line for a little extra." Bulma started shaking in his arms and he grinned at her fear. "What’s wrong, you scared?" Bulma didn’t answer, she closed her eyes and gulped letting tears run down her face. "Why are you crying? It’s not going to be that bad." he licked the single tear away and kissed her cheek. "Actually, you'll get more pleasure out of the pain."

"You’re sick." Bulma managed to spit out.

"As you've already said. I'll make a deal. Seeing as you are only sixteen, we'll start with the basics until your ready to handle the big stuff."

"Fuck you." Bulma cursed.

"No, you'll be doing that. Now come on." he pushed her through to another room that was only lit by the fireplace. Bulma pushed backwards in attempt to get away but he was to strong and carried on pushing her forwards until they were in the middle of the room. Bulma squirmed in his grasp and she was suddenly let go. He turned to her and he grinned. "Lets see, what shall I start with." he paced the room on purpose making her wait in fear as to what he was going to say. "I know." he walked over to the darkness out of sight and then came back with a long piece of cream material.

"What are you going to do with that?" Bulma hesitantly asked.

"I’m surprised you’re willing to know, well, as you’re really curious I’m going to conduct an experiment." Vegeta smirked as he saw the look of confusion on Bulma's face. "I’m going to see how intense your orgasm is when you can’t breathe."

"You what? I don’t think so, because you’re not getting near me." Bulma began backing away, but before she knew it Vegeta was behind her and wrapped his arms around her like a bear hug.

"Well, if you’re not willing to cooperate I guess I'll have to tie you down." he pushed her towards the fireplace and turned her around so her back was towards the hot flames. Bulma struggled to get out of his grasp but he grabbed her wrists and handcuffed them above her head. She looked up and then felt his hands going down her legs and chained her feet to the floor. "There you go, now I have my hands free." Bulma looked at the Prince in sheer terror and was showing it to. He licked his lips and then moved forwards so that his mouth was by her ear. "Now we have to get you out of your clothes. I'll try my best not to rip them, this is too much of a good look for you."

"Go to Hell." she snapped. Vegeta laughed and Bulma only realised how stupid that must of sounded. "Please don’t! I’m begging you!"

"Do you know when you beg you really turn me on?" he whispered in her ear causing her to shiver.

Is there anything that doesn't? 

Vegeta rested his hand on her stomach and began to rub them in a hypnotising pattern, Bulma closed her eyes as the feel of his hands began to sooth her but she soon snapped her eyes back open. "Don’t. I’ve never done this before, just leave me alone."

"I know you've never done this before, I can smell your purity, you are aware its going to hurt?" he said as his hands ripped the thin piece of fabric covering her chest.

"I knew you were going to say that." she mumbled as she gave into his hands slowly sliding up to cup her breasts.

"What this? No more comments? Where’s your fighting spirit?" he sniggered as his hands made there way to her back and began fiddling with the clasp to her bra top.

"Anything I say wont make you listen." she whispered.

"It might."

"Doubtful." she spat.

Vegeta growled, as he couldn't get her bra top off and he ripped it from her body in one swift rip and then looked at her. "Well I tried."

Bulma glared at him and started pulling in the cuffs above her head. Vegeta stepped back and watched her, his arousal clearly showing. He moved back in and kissed her neck as he ran his hands up her thighs and under her skirt. Bulma moaned in the back of her throat as he moved his hands to her ass and slid her panties off.

"We'll keep your skirt on." Bulma gulped and closed her eyes. He lowered his head and kissed the top of her breast slowly making his way down to her erect nipple. He liked around the pink skin and then brought it into his mouth, sucking sensuously. Bulma moaned and arched her back towards him. "That's it, give into me." he mumbled.

She suddenly screamed as he bit her nipple hard causing it to bleed, he sucked the blood hungrily and switched to do the same treatment on the other. Tears ran down her face as the same pain hit her again and she screamed in agony. He looked up and kissed her tears away. "You keep on fucking crying! Give into the pain and you'll experience the pleasure." he growled.

"F-f-fuck you." she stammered. He rolled his eyes and wrapped the cream material around her neck once and grasped the end pieces and pulled them down so the material tightened around her creamy neck.

"You ready?" Bulma shook her head. He pulled his trousers and boxers off and moved in closer so his manhood was positioned at her entrance. "I wont lie this is going to hurt like hell."

Bulma didn’t get a chance to answer as he thrusted deep into her, breaking her barrier and making her scream in terrible agony. He didn’t stop so that she could get used to the size he carried on thrusting deep and long, the pain hurt her too much so that tears was building up in her eyes and running down her smooth cheeks. Her body felt like it was being ripped in two, Chichi wasn’t joking when she said he was rough.

Soon enough screams of pain turned to scream of pleasure and she was soon on the brink of her orgasm. Vegeta could feel her inner walls tighten and squeeze around him and he knew that she was about to come, he pulled the two ends of the material down so that it tightened around her tender neck cutting off air to her lungs. Bulma choked, as she felt no air get into her body as he quickened his pace. He looked at her face and smirked as he saw it turning blue and carried on thrusting in deeper, still looking at her pain ridden face and causing her orgasm to erupt. She gulped in as much as she could as he let the two ends of the silky fabric go, the air caused her to release and triggered his own as well.

Both stood still trying to get their breath back (Bulma the most), Vegeta pulled himself out of her and chuckled. "Not bad, now I’ve got a result; that the orgasm increases when air is getting into the lungs. Oh and I have to say, one minute there you turned the colour of your eye shadow. I thought you were going to pop."

"Y-yo-you bastard." Bulma breathed gulping more air in. Vegeta sniggered and kissed her neck softly but then bit it causing her to scream in unexpected pain and pass out.

"Poor bitch, pain to much for her." he mumbled and chuckled as he lapped up the copper tainted blood.  

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