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Pure Evil 4: A New Evil	By : sefiru Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 7986 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Pure Evil 4: A New Evil

By Sefiru

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Pairings: Kakarott x Vegeta

Warnings: NC-17, yaoi, anal, oral,
BDSM, bondage, violence, language, pure evil.

Disclaimer: I own nothing, all belongs to Kakarott. Long
live the King.

Chibi_Dilandau: Anime has not enough
man-thongs, IMO.

kit-kit: have you got a napkin?

Katonie: No, they are not on drugs. They just have
Super-Saiyan Stamina � . ^^

Macha: I know, I know, but all good things must come
to an end �

Zofo: don�t worry, I�m not
going to stop writing any time soon.

pun_xy: I just like mocking Raditz,
heheh.

I broke 120 reviews! Woohoo, thanks everyone!

In this (final) chapter: kinky, juicy lemons!

(also, be sure to check out the
previews at the end.)

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Chapter 23: Whipped Veggie

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�� Hot water pours
over my shoulders, carrying the day�s sweat and grime away with it. My loins
are tight with anticipation; after court Kakarott sparred with me for the rest
of the afternoon, fed me another home-cooked feast, and then sent me to shower
alone while he �gets things ready.� I can only imagine what he has in mind. If
yesterday was a night of pleasure, then tonight will be a night of pain.

�� I spend a little
extra time in front of the mirror, buffing my skin and putting my hair in
order. When I�m offering myself on Kakarott�s altar, I like to look my best. I
pull on a set of tight leather pants � the white ones this time � and a sheer
teal green shirt. I fasten my ki restraints on a
chain at my waist and then make my way downstairs. Kakarott is waiting, arms
folded, wearing only a pair of spandex shorts that leave just enough to the
imagination. I look him up and down. �So, what do you have in store for me?�

�� Something I
think you�ll appreciate. You gave me a gift when you left.� He holds up his
hand and a coil of leather appears in it. The whip. On seeing it I feel a
sudden heat in the pit of my stomach; I fall at his feet and kiss the hand
holding it. He purrs at the sight and I look up at him through my lashes. �How
do you want me, Kakarott?�

�� Give me the ki restraints.� He shackles me, pushes me to my knees
between the two posts built in for just this use, and strips off my shirt. He
uses it to tie my tail to my ankles and both to a ring on the floor. Then he
chains my arms apart above my head. Finally he opens my pants and pushes them
down around my knees.

�� Oh dear kami. He hasn�t even done anything et,
and my head is already swimming with lust. I can�t move an inch � the bindings
on my arms and tail hold me stretched between them Kakarott has one more thing
for my ensemble: he slides a butt plug into my hole. I cry out as it enters me.
As I struggle to get control of myself after the sudden stimulation, Kakarott
tugs on my collar. �Tell me what you want, Vegeta.�

�� Ah! Whip me,
Kakarott! Flog me until your lust is satisfied.�

�� He licks my ear
before backing away. For a long moment I hear nothing; every heartbeat rings
louder in my ears as I quiver in anticipation. Without warning the whip cracks
and a line of fire erupts across my shoulder. I yelp; before I can draw a
breath, Kakarott strikes me on the other shoulder. It burns! Even in our shared
dream it didn�t burn like this, simply because I could not imagine the reality.
Kakarott strikes again, lower, one shoulder then the other, alternating left
and right sides. I twist in my chains and scream my passion. This time there is
no punishment; only me offering my body to Kakarott, and the pleasure of
surrender.

�� He works his way
down my ribs in implacable rhythm. Left, right, left, right � by now I�m at the
point of incoherent babbling. I�m vaguely aware that I�m begging for more. And
Kakarott gives me more. The plug in my rear starts buzzing momentarily as each
stripe lands; I lose what�s left of my mind. Pleasure, pain
in perfect balance. I�m lost in the sensations.

�� Kakarott passes
over my vulnerable lower back and starts on my buttocks without missing a beat.
Oh. Yes. The hiss of the whip gives
me just enough warning to lean into every blow. There is nothing in the
universe like this sensation, piercing iron heat that settles in my bones; I
want it to consume me. I can no longer understand what I�m shouting at the top
of my lungs. I don�t care. He�s at my thighs now, his rhythm slowing.� I absorb this feeling and become one with it,
become a vessel for Kakarott�s gift. Then, just when I�m about to overflow with
the sensations he�s pouring into me, he stops.

�� I scream in
frustration. How dare he stop there? Use me, finish me, consume
me � anything but this formless limbo.

�� A moment later
he�s on top of me, yanks out the butt plug and slides himself
in. I gasp, shudder and � his hand clamps around the base of my shaft, stopping
my climax. �I�m not through with you yet, Vegetaaa.�
His other hand releases my wrists and presses me to the floor as he hammers
into me. The marks on my back stretch and burn, while
Kakarott hits my sweet spot with every thrust. Each time it�s like a
miniature orgasm exploding through me just short of completion. I�m unable to
make a sound, I can barely even move into his thrusts, I lie limp beneath him
and take what he gives me. One minute, two minutes, three
� he removes his hand and I climax immediately, in vast shuddering waves that
feel like they�re coming from the depths of my soul. He roars and pulses inside
me, filling me with his seed and his ki at the same
time.

�� I fall bonelessly to the floor. I�m hazily aware that Kakarott is
removing the rest of my chains and clothes; he leaves them on the floor and
carries me upstairs to the waiting bath. I rouse a little as he settles me in
the scented water and climbs in beside me. �You give the best gifts, Kakarott.�

�� So do you,
Vegeta.�

�� Hrrrrr.� I nuzzle deeper into his
chest. My mate. My king.
Mine.

***

Sefiru: Oh yeah, I want a piece of
that.

Vegeta: Not a chance, woman.

Sefiru: please?

Kakarott: Sorry, I don�t share.

Sefiru: T_T

And so ends another installment of Pure Evil. What does the
future hold?

Well, there will be one more Pure Evil series and a couple
of Omakes, but first I�m going to work on some other
neglected projects and new ideas. I�m also diversifying into new fandoms! I�ll be taking a couple of weeks off posting while
I move house (actually I should be packing right now but � :P
) and after that, look out for the following exciting stories:

~~~~PREVIEWS~~~

Desecration: Alternate Epilogue Arc (DBZ)

�� Vegeta slid his
fingers out of his slave after making sure he was well lubed. �Are you ready,
Kakarott?�

�� Yes, my prince.�

�� Good.� Vegeta
went to the door and opened it. �All right, everyone form an orderly line.�

Desecration: Feral continued (DBZ)

�� He�d bought the
new bed, a four-posted, curtained monstrosity, a week after coming back from
the rutt. The woman made some snide remark about
upholding his royal pride; he would rather die than admit its enclosed space
reminded him of a certain fur-lined cave �

The Frog Prince, part 2: Lust-Crazed Ninjas (DBZ)

�� Do you think
he�ll really wear it?� Chichi said with a giggle.

�� Oh, he will, I
dared him, so his pride won�t let him back out,� Goku
replied. He kissed his wife and partner in hentai-ness
on the cheek. �Say hi to the girls for me.�

�� She giggled again
and kissed him back before picking up her hand-embroidered whip case. �Have a
good time tonight.�

�� Oh, I�m sure I
will.�

Hot Mazoku Action (YuYu Hakusho)�

�� He favors both
of us, I don�t think he realizes yet how much. Shall we share him?�

�� Kinky fox,� Hiei sent back. �Kuso!�
Yusuke had just fired his rei gun, obliterating a
small mountain in� the
process. �I can�t ait to go head to head with that.�

�� Now who�s
kinky?�

Survivor: Schwartz (Weiss Kreuz)

�� Come along, Schuldig, we�re going beachcombing.�

�� What? But Hulk
Hogan was winning.� He waved at the two fiddler crabs.

�� Your pets will
keep. Come.�

�� What are we
looking for, anyway?�

�� Given that our
current resources are zero, anything would be an improvement.�

�� Damn, and here I
thought you�d had a vision of buried treasure or something.�

~~~~

Please let me know which ones you�re interested in. (They�ll all get written
though.)

See you soon!�
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