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Vegeta's Tail	By : MzD Category: Dragon Ball Z > Het - Male/Female > Vegeta/Bulma Views: 5250 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own DragonballZ, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Disclaimer: I don't own Dragonball Z.
Warning: The following chapter contains an adult lemon theme. If you've read last chapter, then you'll have an idea about Bulma's plan . . . though Vegeta still doesn't know. (Hee hee.)

Chapter 10

Bulma's Revenge
Bulma waved goodbye to her son. It was now becoming so expected that she didn't need to ask her mother to baby-sit. Mrs. Briefs came over in the evening fully expecting to take Trunks away.
"Is Vegeta around?" The blonde asked looking around. She had that distracted flirty look about her, Bulma knew exactly what she was wanting.
"Um...no he's in the bath." Bulma lied.
"I could go in and ask if he wanted his back washed?' Mrs. Briefs said winking at her.
"OUT!" Bulma yelled pushing her Mom out the door. She slammed it shut cursing her mother. Trunks didn't even have a chance to wave goodbye to her. Bulma could feel herself shaking with nerves. She still had Vegeta's doped face haunting her. She had broken his trust again all for her own pride.
'No Bulma, be brave.' She scolded herself. 'It's time for stages 2 and 3.' Bulma looked into the bedroom. A drugged up, naked Vegeta was lying on the bed. His eyes open and glazed over. Bulma knew that if her mother had walked into the bedroom she would have fainted, or got over excited and would try to 'tend' to Vegeta. The Saiyan was going to be all hers and she would finally get him to see her as an equal. That was her hope, it just seemed so cowardly as she saw his drooping body on the bed.
The small heart monitor beeped reassuringly. His vitals being measure and checked. Bulma brought out the flask of the chemical X. She positioned Vegeta so his hands were above his head and his feet were apart. She then put the gloopy chemical over his wrists and ankles. As it was exposed to the air it solidified; attaching Vegeta's limbs to the bed. Bulma began to laugh and rub her hands together.
"Excellent." She chuckled. The chemical was extremely strong and only the solvent she'd concocted could dissolve it. She supposed Vegeta could blast his way out but she had a plan to get over that little obstacle. She quickly slipped into her now dubbed, stage 2b, kinky outfit. It was black and made out of PVC, it was just a black leotard with a girdle but was easy to put on. A pair of black shiny high heel boots that were impossible to walk in were tugged on. It was screaming slut dominatrix but that was the look Bulma wanted. She did think about a whip but thought better of it. She didn't want to overdo it.
She stood over her prey. He didn't look like an innocent sleeping babe. Bulma knew she was going to pay for her naughty deeds today. She didn't really care. His punishment was more her pleasure. Plus to be this bad to Vegeta was going to be fun. She took out a small shot of adrenaline. It was enough to counter the tranquilliser but it would keep him sleepy. Eye drops were put in his eyes. She injected the drug and stood back.
She expected a huge explosion and to die where she stood. Vegeta began to blink and his mouth began to move.
"Wazza?" He grumbled. Bulma straddled him and brought his blurring eyes to hers.
"Don't blow up." She commanded. "If you blow up, you'll kill me." Her hand held her face still so she could make sure he was paying attention. Vegeta's pulled against what held him.
"Wha..?" He managed to groan.
"It's a new chemical my father made in his lab." Bulma explained. "It starts off liquid and then solidifies to a resin that is indestructible. Though it's really flexible and can twist." She was buzzing with the power she could feel from controlling him."I also put a large elephant tranquilliser in your food." She just hoped she could keep up her facade of control. She pulled off the wires from the heart monitor and flicked it off. She didn't want any distractions.
Vegeta scowled as his anger started waking him up. "I can't . . . believe you drugged me." He spat. He still couldn't see very well but he could smell Bulma. She was aroused by her position. He tried to keep his body in control. He could sense his blood starting to rush to his groin. He inwardly began trying to stop his reaction to her.
"I wanted payback for last night." Bulma said.
"So you drugged me?" Vegeta snarled. His mouth was dry and his tongue felt like sandpaper. "I am never eating one of your meals again."
"You sound really rough Vegeta." Bulma said calmly. "Would you like a drink of water?"
"You've drugged that too." He croaked. Bulma felt a small pang of guilt but shook it off.
"I wouldn't be doing this if you hadn't been so damn dominate last night." She snapped.
"I was asserting my bonding role." He protested. "You didn't seem to complain too much afterwards."
"I was plotting my revenge imbecile." Bulma snarled. "A silent Bulma is not a good thing."
Vegeta made a mental note. 'Add to list of 'Things about Bulma'. Silent Bulma not good.' His eyesight was starting to return. He could see his woman straddling him. She seemed a big blob of blurred blue, black and white. He tried to focus but couldn't yet. Bulma brought a glass to his lips. He had no choice but to drink. The cool water gave a little relief, but it didn't cool his temper.
"I am going to....." Vegeta started but Bulma put her hand over his mouth.
"Don't tell me Vegeta, surprise me." Bulma smiled, though Vegeta still couldn't see it.
Vegeta desperately wanted to power up and destroy the substance with his ki. He grimaced and tried to look as menacing as he could.
"Vegeta you look constipated." Bulma joked. "Don't tell me it's the result of my cooking."
"You're cooking could defeat a thousand enemies." Vegeta rumbled. Bulma giggled at the thought of serving up a meal for any attacking aliens.
"I'm trying to think sexy thoughts Vegeta." She warned. "I'm going to seduce you like you seduce me."
"You couldn't seduce your way out of a paper bag." Vegeta laughed. "I've been the one doing all the seducing."
Bulma growled. "You're gonna regret that."
"I can resist your pathetic attempts little one." Vegeta purred.
"Little one?" Bulma commented. "I'm about the same height as you blockhead."
"Wonderful seduction so far." Vegeta chuckled.
"I haven't begun yet." Bulma warned. "I was just waiting for you to fully wake from the sedative." Bulma was wanting him to be able to see her. She was waiting for the nasty comment about her clothing. That would confirm whether he could see or not.
"What are you wearing woman?" Vegeta said.
It was the comment Bulma was waiting for. She leaned over and kissed him.
"That outfit is highly impractical. You cannot make me beg." Vegeta growled. "No matter how little you wear."
"You're right Vegeta." Bulma said. "I can't make you beg."
Vegeta smirked, he thought he was winning. Soon he would be out of his restraints and making his woman squeal his name again.
"I'm going to make you grunt and groan and demand satisfaction." Bulma hissed. She let her bare sex rest against Vegeta's stomach. The leotard seemed to have little holes for access and Vegeta was face to face with her chest that was almost exposed. He could feel the slick moisture from her.
"Seems you need a little satisfaction yourself." Vegeta said.
"Oh don't worry Vegeta." Bulma purred. "I'm going to be completely satisfied by the end of the night."
Bulma's hands began to explore Vegeta's bare flesh. His skin wet with perspiration, the smell being a masculine musky smell. Bulma remembered the first time she'd smelt his sweat it was a turn off. Now it was a pure turn on. She began kissing the moist chest muscles. The salty taste was sweet to Bulma. She could feel herself getting more excited by the thoughts going through her head.
*Stop it Bulma.* She thought. *Look at Vegeta you've got a long way to go.* Her eyes glanced at Vegeta's groin. He was still able to control himself; he still wasn't hard.
"I don't seem to be giving in to my primal urges." Vegeta boasted. Bulma growled and thrusted her hips. Her tail snaked down from her waist and moved in between Vegeta's legs. She couldn't see what her tail was doing but she could feel its every movement. Her eyes kept locked on Vegeta's. He stared back with his most uncaring cold look. Bulma smiled as she noticed any twitches. Her tail was down wriggling and trying to find a hold. She moaned a little as her tail got its own amusement from the stmulation. Eventually she could feel Vegeta beginning to respond.
"How's your urges?" Bulma asked. Vegeta just bared his teeth at her. He was like a caught animal. 'But he's MY caught animal.' Bulma thought. 'Now for the secret weapon.' She put her hand in her top and took out a small pink instrument. It slipped onto her middle finger.
"What is that pink thing?" Vegeta snarled. Bulma didn't answer him. Instead she moved her hips back. Vegeta got an excellent view of her naked sex. The pink toy on Bulma's finger was switched on. It began humming and vibrating. Vegeta still looked confused. He suddenly understood when Bulma began placing it on her moist entrance. She moaned in her own pleasure as she let the vibrating toy move over her folds.
Vegeta tried not to look. He could feel himself starting to buckle. It was almost time for him to claim her again. Her tail was fondling and massaging his balls. That and his innate need to claim Bulma was shredding whatever self control he had. He opened his eyes to look square on to what his body desired. Bulma was mumbling to herself. The pink toy on her finger touching her clit. She could also feel Vegeta's own arousal and that was giving her even more amusement.
"Do you want me?" Bulma asked giggling. She inserted her toy inside her, groaning again. "I'll stop and make you my toy." Vegeta just grunted. He tried to break free again. Bulma glided the pink toy out of herself and over to Vegeta.
"I know you've got a good sense of smell." Bulma said. "I bet you can smell how ready I am for you."
"Woman . . ." Vegeta gasped. "Just keep fucking yourself. That's all you're going to get." Bulma snarled and brought her face to Vegeta's.
"I don't think you have an opinion on the matter." Bulma said slyly. Her hand had reached down to his enlarged saiyanhood. "I think I could take what I want and you wouldn't be able to do a thing about it."
"If you do that." Vegeta warned. "Then you're going to regret it."
"Promise?" Bulma giggled. She wriggled her hips down so they were on Vegeta's hips. She pressed her stomach against him. His hardness very noticeable between them.
"I'm not a rapist Vegeta." Bulma said soothingly. "If I'm not what you want, just say" She kissed his neck. She began nibbling him just below the ear. Vegeta grunted in a small accepting murmur. Bulma nibbled harder, her mouth sucking at him. She could feel Vegeta gyrating beneath her desperate for some form of release.
"Just say you want me Vegeta." She repeated and returned to biting his neck. She pierced his skin, a trickle of blood entered her mouth. Bulma shot back up in shock. She hadn't meant to bite so hard. She looked into Vegeta's eyes. He was just staring blankly at her. He was still being stubborn, but his quietness had to be taken as submissive. She would never get him to beg. Bulma thought it might be because of his time with Frieza. She hardly knew what horrors he had experienced under that tyrant. As the blood passed down her throat, Bulma had a change of heart. She reached over for her solvent spray. Vegeta had suffered enough. She just hoped he wouldn't turn round and make her his prisoner.
"I'm going to set you free Vegeta." She said.
"Are you not going to finish your work." Vegeta said quietly. "You've claimed me now, you'll just have to finish it."
Bulma looked a little shocked hat him. 'I claimed him? This must be another Saiyan custom of his that he's failed to mention.' She still held her solvent mixture and began spraying his wrists and ankles.
"I'm still setting you free. If I've claimed you then I get to go on top." She waited for his argument but it didn't come.
"You're making the call tonight, woman." Vegeta said yanking his hands free of the goo. "Just remember if you ever do that again, you won't have sex for years."
"That's evil." Bulma hissed. She grabbed hold of Vegeta's shaft. "I think you're the most evil being in the universe."
"Thank you, I try." Vegeta said modestly. "You want me to lie back and take it?" Vegeta had relaxed and had put his hands behind his head. "Wake me when it's over." He mockingly closed his eyes and pretended to go to sleep.
Bulma growled but continued guiding Vegeta inside her. She straddled it and slowly lowered herself down. Vegeta grunted with his own bliss. Bulma moaned herself, Vegeta was hitting all the right spots. Also fueled by her anger from his previous comment she was determined to show Vegeta what this human could do. She rocked back and forth, slowly and deliberately. By her sitting on top of him his whole length engorged her.
She moved up and down. Her pace a slow torture to Vegeta. He thrusted back. His hands still sticky from the foul substance had now stuck to his hair. He growled impatiently.
"That's what you get for pretending to sleep." Bulma teased. She began to move faster. Vegeta stopped struggling and began enjoying the smoothness of Bulma. She panted with the exertion, usually it was she that lay back and took it but this new control was quite exciting. She sprayed some more solvent on Vegeta's hand and hair. She didn't want to imprison him any more. Bulma wanted his hands, no matter how sticky on her, touching her. Vegeta pulled himself free again and with an evil grin he slapped his hands on Bulma's torso. Some of the substance was still on his hands and he began sticking to her.
B scr screamed, his hands were all cold. "You bastard!" She screamed, she jerked up but kept going. She purposely wanted her own enjoyment and nothing Vegeta was going to do would put her off. He was smirking at how his hands had become glued to her.
"I hope you have enough spray." Vegeta chuckled. Bulma kept moving, her body wasn't willing to stop. Not for Vegeta's cruel tricks or anything. Vegeta was feeling close to his own release. Bulma's constant slow assault was euphoric. Her slick inner walls squeezing him and stimulating his body. His own personal need to hold off as long as possible was lost. He wanted Bulma now as much as she wanted him. The minor matter that she claimed him and not the other way around was frivolous. It didn't matter to the bond. The end result would be the same. Only now he was sure it would be more equal. Not that he had any plans on telling Bulma this. Though now she had failed his plans in assuring himself as the dominate one. He could feel her mind now coming to him, his darkness saw a shining blue light bursting through engulfing him with pleasure.
He grasped Bulma tightly. He could sense he was close, so was Bulma. She She had sped up as fast as she could go. It wasn't a super speed like he was capable of, but it was exhilarating. The sweat poured off both of them. The resin that was stuck to them was forgotten. All that mattered was their two bodies merged together. In a sudden rush Vegeta heaved as his body convulsed.
Bulma reacted to his convulsions by holding onto Vegeta and moving with him. They climaxed together, Bulma screaming and Vegeta merely grunting. Bulma clung to Vegeta gasping for breath. It was then she noticed how bad the resin was. They were in a tangled mess of chemical glue resin and flesh.
"Woman..." Vegeta grunted.
"Yes Vegeta?" Bulma gasped.
"Don't ever try that stuff again." He growled.
"Well, it does bring a new angle on the bonding." Bulma said and began laughing. Vegeta joined her, though not as loud, more a soft deep chuckle. The pair ended up spending most of the night trying to unglue each other. Thought they both kept on finding distractions with each other.

Author's Note: Yeah I know I called the chemical, Chemical X. As pointed out by Blue-Saiyan-Angel. I couldn't think of anything else to call it. Even though it was really similar to an ultra super glue. It wasn't the REAL Chemical X from the Powerpuff Girls. (Which I don't own.) Or else we would have had a Powerpuff Vegeta! Now that would make this a totally different fanfiction.
Next chapter it'll be Trunks' birthday. We'll get a bit closer to that space trip and the quest for Vegeta's tail! It's long overdue, I just seem to find distractions. . . mmmm. . ..
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