PWP Slave

Kakarotto returned, after lunch, as was preinstructed to find his Prince sitting on a chair next to the bed with Demini naked and kneeling at his feet, gaged and arms chained above her head to one of the posts. Several angry red welts covered her back and a steady flow of tears streamed down both cheeks as her chests heaved in sobbs. She kept her eyes downward, not daring to raise them for rear of more punishments, "I hope you have cleared your time for tonight, my pet, as for wve ave a long afternoon ahead of us," petting Demini's head, "Don't we girl?" Her head knodded in aggreance as Vegeta ran his fingers through her hair.

"Yes, Sir. I only do the orders you give me so I am free for your use," Kakarotto sauntered over to the older Saiyan, tail hung low in submission, while staring at his naked Master, "What would you like me to do first?" finally reaching his side.

Vegeta stood, "Bend her over this chair, making sure her wrists are tied together in the front and strap them to the bottom rung. Tie both knees on either side of the back, spreading her leggs wide for me," and turned to rummage through some drawers, leaving Kakarotto to tend to the trembling Demini.

She struggled in his grasp as he unhooked her arms and dragged her to the chair, to do as Vegeta ordered. She tried to kick but her asults were thwarted as her knees were placed into position. Her sobbs became more audioable as her hands were streached forward, making her backside more vulnerable to whom ever wanted. Demini tugged and strained against her bonds, trying to find a way out untill a smart smack on her ass settled her down.

Vegeta came back and layed several items on the bed, just out od Demini's view. Two small leather straps were picked as was a short lenof rof rope, and few "implements" of torcher layed next to a silver tube. Standing back, he admired his pets handy work then returned to the task at hand, "I have been to to patient with you, Demini, and your actions earlier has caused you to be in this position you are in now," he came up and patted her upturned rear, "I gauruntee that by supper, you will be begging me for forgivness and offering your mind and body and complete loyalty to me," he kneeded her right cheek and leaned inward to be mere inches away from her ear, "Brace yourself, this is really going to hurt." With that, Vegeta raised his hand and brought his hand square to the middle of her ass, leaving a bright red hand print.

A muffled scream escaped Demini's throat as the burning sensation reacher mer mind. She never knew pain like this. When she was captured, no one ever whiped her before let alone their hand reaching her rear, but this time, Vegeta would have her screaming and crying like a baby with a very red bottom. Another scream came as the Prince left a hand print on her left c, 'O, 'Oh Kami,' she thought, 'The pain in unbearable, oh please make it stop, please!' But thoes please went to deaf ears as Vegeta let loose an onslaught of slaps with her sobbing between each one. Her ass felt like it was on fire as the redness deepend.

"This will," SMACK, "teach you," SMACK, "to run," SMACK, "away from," SMACK, "me," SMACK. Stopping, he stood back to admire his handywork. Demini's punishment was making him very aroused. "Kakarotto, bring me that piece of rope," Vegeta demanded, "and strip naked. You look like a fool being the only one in this room with clothes."

"Yes, Sir," On the way to the bed, he began to disrobe. He too was getting aroused at the sight of Demini leaning over the chair, against her will. Being as young as she was, her brests wet tht that devloped yet, but he could tell she had them. Being a slave her whole life, Demin's body couldn't form like other Saiyan females. Not being able to train led to failed muscle formation and ruthless attitude. But was got her in trouble the most was her free spirit, wanting always to be free.

Vegeta wrapped one end of the robe in the palm of his hand letting the other dangle freely, "You've got a nice ass, Demini. Too bad I'm going to have to blemish it for a while," He rared back and she could hear the air being cut as the rope came down, thrashing her rear and leaving a red welt where it first made contact. Demini's eyes almost popped out or her head as more and more welts appeared, some in a criss cross pattern but most laying horizontaly.

She gave up struggling and just tried to tune out the pain and the sound of leather and rope crasing into her body. Demini prayed that this pain would end soon, 'Please stop,' she pleaded with her eyes, staring at a naked Kakarotto who now stood infront, watching Vegeta give her backside a good hiding, 'I promise not to run away. I promise to stay here and serve you, just stop hitting me!' her thought screamed as more and morehes hes were being felt. But as quickly as they came, they stopped. The coolness of the room encircled Demini's hot, red ass, trying to comfort and cool it.

But a new sensation came to her rear. Vegeta was caressing the bruised flesh as if he cared about her well being. But thoes hands. Calloused hands began to travel down wards, toward her young womanhood. A look of concern now covered her face as the Prince cupped her soft but moist mound, "Looks like you are enjoying this little punishment," he traced his fiinger along her slit, covering his tip with her juices, "Pet, take off her gag so I can hear her moans of pleasure," he ordered the nonparticipant. Vegeta could tell this was her first time being touched by anybody, let alone the Prince. Her shaking arms alerted his to this.

Demini gasped for breath as the gag was torn off. Her panting were halted when Vegeta grabbed her hair, forcing her to look up. Beckoning Kakarotto to come over, "I know no one has ever tought you about the fundamentals about sex, so this will be a lesson to you. See this?" he grabbed his pets penis and thrust it forward till it was level with her mouth, "This is what you'll be expected to suck on. Now as it nears, you will open your mouth and take it, understand?" she knodded in agreement, "Good, now open up,"

Demini gagged on Kakarottos length as he slid it all the way to the hilt. He shivered as her tight throat enclosed upon his length. Grabbing her hair, he began to thrust into her head, enjoying the pleasure she gave him. Her entire world was being turned upside down as she was forced to swallow his entire manhood over and over again. Kakatrottos hands ran through her as as he could feel himself getting closer to the edge, "Master, I don't know how much longer I can hold out. Her mouth is too tight and it's about to squeeze every last seed out of me."

"If you must go, pull out and do it on her face. She'll swallow cum before the night is through but not now. We've got more to do." Knodding, he pulled out and came all over her face, watching it trickle down her face then to her neck before it dripped off. Demini could feel the hot juice on her forehead and cheeks as it slid down. She never felt more degraded in all her life. Kakarotto almost choked the life out of her if he kept on his onslaught of thrusts. She thanked Kami that he pulled out. Now she wondered what was going to be next as Vegeta continued to rub her slit, making it more moist then what it already was.

End of part III

Trying to get it more descriptive, so forgive me. Don't worry, the next chapter sould have a lemon in it. Depends on if the mood strikes me or not. : D