Pleasure Slave

Disclaimer: I don’t own DBZ chara’s, RenkRenkyans are a creation of littlesaru, Rayku, Jainu and some alien populations are mine.
Warnings: NC 17 – hard yaoi, hard lemon and abuse (not in this chapter), slavery


Pleasure slave

Part 3

During the whole day Vegeta was thinking about these odd nightmares he had during the last night. He told his mate about them, but Goku had no explanation either.

“Maybe it’s because of Halloween, and all these little “monsters” you saw around you. Well, Halloween is over now, and you should get back to normal again.” Goku said, as way of explanation.

Goku tried to give some comfort to his smaller mate. He knew that sometimes there were bad dreams of his past as a slave on Frieza’s ship haunting his nights. Usually he calmed down quickly. But this time it seemed to be really bad. So in the evening he prepared a nice candlelight-dinner for his mate to have him in a good mood for the night. After dinner they played in their bedroom, and Goku sincerely hoped that Vegeta had gotten satisfaction out of this to have a restful sleep.


The next morning Vegeta woke up with his bandaged cock. He sighed as he was again aware of his situation. But a rumbling stomach forced him to get up and get some food. So he tugged the belt with the loincloth on, trying to hide the mummified appendage and walked to the dining room to have breakfast.

Some of his fellow slaves were sitting on a table eating and chatting. He greeted grumpily and stalked over to the buffet, loading his plate with mountains of food. Than he set down and ate. Just after he finished his first plate Rayku arrived and smiled at him:

“Hello, Vegeta. Well, I see you helped yourself.”

Vegeta nodded shortly at him, his mouth still filled with the remnants of his plate. Rayku got some food and sat beside Vegeta, eating his breakfast quietly. Vegeta was thankful that the handsome pale blue skinned alien respected his little privacy and didn’t force him into some meaningless conversation.

He listened to what the others were babbling about and heard they mentioned some entertainment; shows, movies, books. He looked with surprise at Rayku.

“We can watch movies, read books and so on?”

“Of course, during the daytime we can do whatever we want: spar, watch some movie, read a book. We get everything we want as a distraction; you just have to relay your wish on the computer.”

“There is a computer station here? I didn’t see any.”

“Well, you can’t see everything on your first day, Vegeta. I’ll show you the fun devices we have here after breakfast. We actually can get all information we wish from the outside, but we cannot communicate outside. It’s a one-way thing.” Rayku explained.

Vegeta ate some other four plates of delicious food and waited for Rayku to finish breakfast. Then the Renkyan showed him around. The harem area was much bigger than he expected. The day before, he had only noticed the small bedrooms of the boys, the main day room, the dining room, the sparring chamber and Frieza’s large bedroom. He had also noticed some more doors, but hadn’t paid any attention to them. Now he saw that there was something like a theatre, with a large screen on one wall for watching movies, shows and so on. There was also a computer room with two stations to get information from outside the Harem, a small library, a small kitchen and a swimming pool. Obviously Frieza wanted to keep his boys in a good mood, so they would be more inclined in giving good services afterwards.

So the day passed by. He did some sparring with Rayku, had some conversations with Jainu, and then attempted to get some information about Radditz and Nappa from the computer. His entry code was still in activation, so he could see that they had been assigned a purging mission in a faraway planet system which took them away for several months. So they wouldn’t be noticing his absence yet. He attempted to leave them a message, but the computer screen blinked, showing: “No outgoing message allowed!”

After dinner the boys retreated to their rooms for their preparations for the approaching night. Vegeta found a small bottle of body oil on his nightstand, and with a disgusted look on his face massaged some of it onto parts of his body, as Rayku had shown him the day before. Frieza arrived, alone this time. When he saw Vegeta’s still bandaged cock, his face twisted into a wicked grin.

“Well, Vegeta, I think you are not yet up to any tasks tonight. So, I will have some fun with one of your companions instead.” With this, Frieza commanded Rayku to follow him. While they disappeared into Frieza’s bedroom, most of the others went to the theatre to watch a show, while two of them stayed in the day room. Vegeta was informed that they were on duty in case Frieza would have some special need for them. So Vegeta joined the others in the theatre, watched some boring shows, an old movie, and went to bed. Another day in the harem had passed.

And thus, so did many others. Days and weeks passed quickly in the harem.

Vegeta had to admit to himself that he had gotten used to it, that he didn’t think about his shame any more, and that life was just going on. He was taken by Frieza nearly every night, performing like the others for his master, being humiliated no end, but in the end was turning into a kind of routine.

It meant nothing to him now.

He acted as he was expected to do, and out of this he gained some freedom for himself. The only freedom he could have, the freedom of his thoughts. As his feelings of shame were weakening, his former determination to never give up in a desolate situation only strengthened.

He wanted to get out of the Harem, and slowly he began to create a plan to do just that.


Vegeta awoke, and shifted in his bed next to Goku. These nightmares were odd, the feeling that these were more was definitely very strange. These dreams wouldn’t leave him alone. It felt like having “to be continued” written on it. This was no ordinary nightmare, Vegeta was aware of that much. But what did it actually mean? What was this about? Mysteries......