Dragonball Z: Warcraft Unleashed

Chapter 1: First Encounters

Bulma swallowed against the blade being held to her throat. She cringed away, closing her eyes and shuttering. “Please…I am barely in my 50th season, I am harmless to you…” All the while she was using all her power into a psychic scream hoping it would send him running. It was to no avail, he was much too seasoned for her. “Nice try little one, your psychic abilities are still far too weak to match up against me. Don’t bother throwing up a shield either, I can tear through it and you in one swing.” He smirked as he stared at her, blood lust in his eyes. The fear burning in her eyes fueling his hunger. But he felt another hunger burning deep inside him. The young female was delectable. Her azure blue hair was unique, the only one he had ever seen of her kind with that color. Her eyes glowed the bright green of her race, her hunger for magic evident. Her curves were perfect in every way, and her ears sharply pointed and long could counter his own. Her heart shaped lips were tantalizing.

He felt his loins stir with a desire he had not felt for some time. It had been a long time since he had bedded a female and he had always wanted a taste of some forbidden fruit. Female blood elves were very tempting creatures, more so than his own race’s females. His diabolical mind was cooking up an idea. He smirked at the little female. “Very well my delicate little priestess. I will let you live…but first…I’ll have my fun with you.” With that he used his sword, pushing it under her robe and sliding it up, ripping her robe in half. The flimsy cloth fell to the ground in shreds leaving her in a red cloth bra and thong. The little blood elf screamed and cried out, tears already forming in her eyes. “No, no please!” He clasped a hand over her mouth. “Be grateful I am sparing your life, wench. I think I deserve something for my troubles.”

He gathered her wrists into one hand holding them above her head against the tree. He used his free hand to grab one of her breasts roughly. They were so soft and plump. Tears streamed down the tiny female’s face. He reached down pulling one of his throwing knives from his boot, using it to slice open the front of her bra and the straps letting the thing slip to the ground with her robe. He simply used his hand to rip the small bit of fabric covering her sweet spot. He could see the slight sheen of fluid between her legs. Her body was reacting to his touch. He pushed her roughly against the tree grinding his hips against her bear ones. Sobs wracked her body and tears flowed freely down her cheeks. She cried out as he pushed her harder against the tree. “Please…please the tree bark…it hurts…”

Vegeta looked up into her eyes. The tree bark would rip her delicate skin to shreds. He allowed her that small mercy and lifted her easily laying her on a nearby patch of moss on the ground. He could feel the scrapes that had already formed on her back. Her sobs quieted slightly. He lifted himself away from her body just enough so that he could start removing his plate armor, tossing it aside carelessly. Bulma bit her lip and looked away from him. This went against every bit of her teachings of the holy priesthood. She was chaste, innocent, pure. She had never so much as held a man’s hand… Now here she lay about to be violated and forced by not only a man but the enemy.

Vegeta could see the shame in her eyes. That only fueled the fire burning in his loins. He finally freed himself from his armor and leaned over her, resting between her legs. “Now will I need to restrain your hands, priestess?” She merely shook her head, swallowing a sob. “I will not struggle…” He smirked, revealing sharp canines. Her body was flush with embarrassment and arousal. He slowly dragged his hand down her body, worshiping every inch of her flesh. He stopped on his journey downward to sample her nipples with his hands and mouth. He nipped, licked, and sucked at her nipple, while pinching and kneading the other with his hand. Bulma bit her lower lip, fighting back a moan and forcing herself not to arch her back. Vegeta continued his ministrations on her breast with his mouth while moving his hand further down her body. Her skin was soft and flawless. He growled against her nipple as his very ready cock brushed against her inner thigh.

His hand continued its journey downward, ghosting over her folds. Her quim was soaked from the inside out. He slid a finger down the middle of her folds lightly brushing her clit with a finger. Bulma gasped and could not stop herself from arching her back. She let a sob escape her as she continued to fight her treacherous body. All her training had never prepared her for something like this. Even a servant of the ways of the Light could only take so much when it came to the primal needs of the body. She tried to soothe her mind but it did not help any. This warrior was dangerous…and very good at what he was doing… She nearly screamed when she felt a finger slip into her tight, unprepared passage. Vegeta groaned at how tight she was, only one finger inside her was being met with quite a bit of resistance. He licked his lips hungrily, he was going to enjoy this very much. He frowned slightly, she was still not wet enough. He smirked and began to kiss and lick his way down her body, tasting every inch of her sweat soaked flesh. Bulma shivered and took in a breath as he played with her body.

Vegeta made his way down her body, kissing every inch of her flesh he could reach, before he settled between her legs. He could smell her sweet juices as though they were a rare flower. When Bulma realized what he was going to do she tried to cry out for him to stop. Before the words could leave her lips he had his face buried in her quim, sucking and lapping at it. She let out a loud moan that couldn’t be held back and her hips bucked towards him. He chuckled against her skin. “Does my dirty little elf like this?” With those words he took her clit in his mouth and started sucking on it roughly, taking the opportunity to slide two fingers inside her. Bulma cried out in shame and pleasure, her body never having experienced anything like this. She placed a hand over her eyes. “Please!! No more!” This only encouraged Vegeta further.

After torturing her like this for some time he finally felt she was ready for him. He lifted himself up and positioned himself between her legs. Tears flowed freely down her cheeks and she sobbed when she felt the tip of him pressed lightly to her entrance. “Please…I beg you…don’t do this…” Vegeta smirked and placed soft kisses along her neck and jaw-line. He whispered in her ear, “Too late.” With that he thrust himself full force into her, crushing her lips in a furious kiss. Bulma’s scream of pain was drowned in his mouth. Her fingers dug into the ground for some kind of comfort, the soft moss collapsing under her death grip. He forced his tongue into her mouth, tasting her, as he began his none too gentle thrusts into her tight quim. She was so tight he had barely been able to push himself in. Her body felt so good wrapped securely around his throbbing member. The tears were pouring down her face now as he thrust into her hard and fast. He was rough and careless with her, so engrossed in his own pleasure. Taking this delicate blood elf for his own enjoyment was a much better use for her than a bloody pile on the ground.

Vegeta broke contact with her lips, pulling himself up. Without losing his pace he lifted himself so that he could pull her legs up over his shoulders. Once her legs rested securely on his shoulders he leaned forward again. This position allowed him better access to her, making it so he could thrust himself deeper inside her. Vegeta groaned against her throat as he continued to slam himself deeper and harder into her. Bulma bit her lip and looked away trying to not think about what was happening to her. Her body was betraying her, begging for release, but she would do her damnedest not to give him that satisfaction. Tears streamed down her face and sobs were threatening to come forth. Vegeta started sucking on her neck leaving a hickey. He was nipping and biting at her tender flesh, making her gasp and shudder.

Bulma was beginning to feel an unfamiliar pressure building within her abdomen. She heard tiny moans and gasps escaping her lips that she scarcely realized she was making. She felt so vile and dirty… Vegeta was starting to pick up the pace, moving faster and harder. He forcefully took her lips, thrusting his tongue into her mouth before she could close it. He was so close he could almost taste it. But he intended to make sure that this elf never forgot this experience. He reached down and started rubbing her clit as he pushed himself harder and faster into her tight body. Bulma nearly screamed at the new sensation, her legs spasming as he touched her. Unable to fight her body anymore, she finally let out a scream of pure pleasure, arching away from the ground. The pressure in her abdomen was so tight she could hardly stand it. Without even realizing what she was saying she gripped his shoulders tightly and begged, “Please!!”

Vegeta smirked at her words. He had won. He maneuvered his hips ever so slightly so he would hit that beloved spot in the female body. He slammed into it over and over again, bringing sweet whimpers from her perfect lips. He was getting very close so he picked up the pace, getting rougher. Finally with one well placed thrust he hit her sweet spot just right causing her eyes to fly open and flash very bright. She released a scream of pure ecstasy and he felt her body tightening around him as her orgasm washed over her in a giant tidal wave. Bulma had never felt anything so delicious and so forbidden in her life. All the pressure in her belly released in one giant wave, bringing the most wonderful sensations to her loins. She screamed louder than she ever had, her fingers digging into his shoulders leaving tiny red whelps.

Vegeta couldn’t stand it anymore. She had a vice grip on him and her juices now flowed freely around him, her orgasm causing her to spasm around him. With a very loud groan he slammed himself into her hard one last time, releasing his seed into her unprepared body. He continued to give small thrusts, riding out his orgasm, grunting with each movement. Finally he stopped and simply hovered over her for some time, basking in the glow of his victory. They were both soaked in sweat and breathing heavily. That had been the best fuck of his life. He recovered much more quickly than she did. He opened his eyes to see her facing to the side, eyes shut, still trying to get her breathing to return to normal. Tears were still falling down her cheeks in shame. He chuckled causing her eyes to open and stare up at him. She swallowed and started to shiver slightly. He was surprised when she spoke. “Are you going to kill me now?”


He looked down at her as though he were considering it. Of course he wasn’t, he had told her she could live and he was a man of his word. But that didn’t mean he couldn’t scare her some more. Then he began to come up with something much more delicious. “Of course not my pet, I have something far worse planned for you.” He pulled himself out of her and pulled himself up. He began to dress pulling on his armor. After he was dressed, he looked down at the tiny, broken female before him. She just lay there shaking and trying to cover herself. This is when he noticed the blood pooled between her legs and on the ground. That would explain a lot. She was a virgin. He whistled for his mount. The swift stormsaber came running. He reached into his bag and pulled out a cloak and tossed it to her. “Put that on.” Bulma grabbed the cloak timidly and sat up, slipping it around her battered body. Vegeta reached down and pulled her to her feet. He pulled a piece of frostweave from his bag and used it to clean her off, pushing her against his mount. Once all the blood was clean he looked up at her. “I don’t want you getting blood all over my saddle.”

She looked at him confused until he picked her up and pushed her up onto the saddle of his mount. He swiftly climbed up behind her and kneed his mount. “To Stormwind Mysta.” The cat gave a loud roar before it bounded off through the swamp. The blood elf seemed to panic. He knew she couldn’t understand his words to his cat so what could it be? She swallowed, “What about my mount?” Vegeta stopped and looked behind him to see a brightly colored bird following a decent distance behind. He smirked, her mount was very loyal. “Tell it to follow.” He ordered. He couldn’t tie the beast to his cat because it was still young, therefore too slow to keep up. But it could still keep the trail. “Starfeather, just follow…” The bird made a strange squawking sound and seemed to nod. With that Vegeta kneed his mount again. The cat roared and continued on. He looked down at her. “You might want to pull that cloak tightly around you. We’re heading to the human capital city.” She seemed to stiffen and pulling the cloak more tightly around her and pulling the hood over her head. What would become of her?

~End of chapter 1! R/R~