Conditions of Endearment | By : Justice Category: Dragon Ball Z > Het - Male/Female Views: 3848 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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This chap seems a bit rushed, I didn't mean to get into so much detail! But many thanks to the kind review showing me someone actually read the first one! May review and re-write at a later date, any suggestions please message me!
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[[CHAMBER 11 DISTURBANCE]]
[[CHAMBER 11 VITALS 60%]]
[[CHAMBER 11 DISTURBANCE]]
[[CHAMBER 11 VITALS 50%]]
[[CHAMBER 11 DISTURBANCE]]
[[CHAMBER 11 VITALS 47%]]
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Something… something is wrong. What- what is it?
Tiny cracks rippled over the Saiyan’s skin as the ship began waking him from his interplanetary slumber. Shards of ice falling to the bottom of the chamber chimed like tiny bells as Raditz gained consciousness. In the moments it took him to fully come-to he saw through the frosted glass of his chamber the flashing red interior of the ship. What the fuck? The saiyan thought with a growl. He reached up and activated the touchpad on the interior glass panel of his chamber and opened the door. Ice and frost still covered his body, save for the space protected by his black shorts.
He stumbled onto the main deck and looked around frantically for the source of the problem. Opening the tab to troubleshoot the words flashed across the screen as Raditz fumbled with the computer to get the cargo under control but nothing would stabilize the capsule. The vitals kept decreasing at a quickening rate as the lights strobed overhead. Cursing, Raditz rushed around the circular deck to come face to face with his most recent acquisition.
She was awake. And she was drowning.
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Her fists pounded weakly on the glass as she gasped for air. Each time her mouth opened more air escaped out and her lungs felt as though they were about to burst. Her eyes and head throbbed while she pounded with all her strength but she could feel her energy and resolve draining. Just minutes earlier she'd been under stasis, asleep. Dreaming. She was floating in the ocean, letting the warm currents carry her effortlessly. Her rest was plauged by a dark visage of a man's face, and she awoke in fear.
Clutching her chest in agony Kimba prayed for death. This feeling was worse than anything she'd ever felt. She was unable to see the shadow outside of her capsule wrench the door open with staggering strength. One minute she was in the capsule, the next she was on the cold grates with hands on her body. The teal liquid had a strong chemical odor as she retched. It splashed onto the floor, draining through the grates. A large hand pushed roughly on her abdomen while the other held her waist so she was facing the floor. The metal burned against her hands and knees and it was several minutes before she regained herself.
Standing slowly she looked at the man and recalled the events that led to her situation. Her hand held the wall for stability as she took a moment to look around. Other humans in capsules. The ship was moving, humming. She felt dizzy. The surroundings were overwhelming, panels upon panels of interactive screens and delicate toggles. Raditz was back at the panel to capsule 11 seeing if it was salvageable, but he had cracked the glass open to get her out. She had countless questions but knew herself to be in a very vulnerable position. Trying to shield her nakedness, she asked softly; “ What’s going to happen to us?”
Raditz gave her no reply but to grab her arm and yank her behind him. Next to the examining table there were basic amenities for spending long periods of time on the ship. Food capsules, waste disposal, and a small corner in the back that was multi-purposed. A few button taps later clear panels slid from the wall sectioning off a few square feet. Without answering he shoved her into it and followed close behind. There wasn’t much room with the both of them inside it and Kimba began shaking, having just recently escaped the claustrophobic contents of her capsule. With a flick of his hand water began to flow from a nozzle up the wall over both of them.
“AH!” Kimba cried in pain as the cold water hit her already freezing skin. It burned viciously and she took a step backward into what felt like a brick wall. Correction, a brick wall and a pole against her back. Raditz regarded the earthling with contempt and pushed her against the glass.
“Are all humans as pathetic as you?” Raditz asked coldly as he toyed with her. His rough voice was clipped and impatient as he rinsed the chamber’s fluids off his body. Having removed his clothes before stepping in the Saiyan’s cock was still hard from pre-stasis and he eyed her round ass hungrily. The girl said nothing. Leaning forward with a grin he grabbed a handful of her hair, relishing in the softness of it as he pulled her to his body. “You look like you need some help!” With a chuckle he jerked her head back. She was so short in comparison her head barley made it to his shoulders. She stumbled back to meet his demands, her body coming back to rest against his. She was shaking and rigid with displeasure. Water hit her face as she felt his other hand grab her hip. His fingers dug into her weakened body and as he forced her back to arch Raditz felt the sublime warmth and softness of her ass against his cock. Up until she felt his cock pushing needily against her she had been able to stay somewhat calm. But the protrusion sliding against her back seemed to snap her compliance.
Kimba leaned forward and reared her head back with a brutal crack to her captors face. More surprised than hurt, the saiyan grabbed his lightly bleeding nose and stepped back. Kimba took the chance to flee from the shower, slipping clumsily in her rush while she pushed past him. The next thing she knew, she was looking at the ground. Raditz was on top of her squeezing her ass painfully with one hand as he ground her face into the metal floor grate.
“Thought you could get away? There’s nowhere for you to go, scum. You’re going to pay for what you did to my face” His voice trailed off as he guided his cock to her entrance, using his knees to force her legs apart. The sheer bulk of his body wasn’t as scary as knowing what little effort it took for him to completely subdue her.
“Stop! Stop it! What do you want?” She pleaded feeling his hard body on top of her. She was being crushed underneath him. The tip of his phallus grazed against her moist maidenhood before Raditz laughed and thrusted his bulging cock into her rear. She would never forget the insurmountable pain of that moment.
“I want to hear you scream.”
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