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Piccolo Learns	By : EchoedDreams Category: Dragon Ball Z > General Views: 3470 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Piccolo Learns IV: Will or rape?
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Author�s Note:This contains strong and detailed sexual content. If you aren�t into rape or any involuntary sexual acts, I suggest you leave.
Previously on :Piccolo Learns III
It�s time. Your time. A perfect opportunity. Don�t lose it. Take advantage..

I shrug off those lustful vibes that can�t seem to get rid of.....

I roll my eyes at the sight of my stiff cock. I need to learn more control, not until now. What has she done to me?

Not much. But for the moment, what can you do to her......

This other side. This new sexual feeling is interfering with my lifestyle. The sooner she�s gone, the better.

But everyone needs a personal slut....

That was something I had to think twice about. But maybe this �sex� wouldn�t be so bad. Impulse is taking over my senses.

Piccolo......Think of it as one of those rape fantasies..... Aren�t they more appealing?

Loosening my clothing I think...... �Yes it is. And it will be.......�

But what will you scream, its convenient for humans to scream out their lover's names....?

She'll only need to know mine.... But I'll get it out of her...

IV:

Piccolo glances over the vulnerable unconscious female with a lust that burned the insides of his very being. He instinctively ran his tongue over his sharp teeth and lingered on the scent that clouded the air. The fading scent of her arousal.

Don�t take action here. Take her to the house. The cave fantasy can be fulfilled some other time. For now, we�ll play...
A tremor traveled throughout his body and his instigating sexual personality quickly disappeared. He now had second thoughts about his previous plans, but his body encouraged and urged otherwise. What was this uneasiness? Was he now nervous? He walked over to the earthling and raised the limp body off the ground. A blush tinted his cheeks and his inner shyness appeared. This isn�t like him. His bolder side was giving into his sexual confidence and now that it suddenly vanished.......he hoped it would come back...

But wait... Piccolo�s smirk slid over his face and his arousal was becoming intolerably hard. His slavntasntasy can come true.. He walked out of the cave and flew into the deep emerald sky. First he had to gather his materials.
A few hours later, sadly Piccolo�s passion was slowly dissolving... but it�s more fun to start it all over again, ne?
They arrived to their designation. The house. His room. She fidgeted within his grasp uncomfortably, unintentionally rubbing her clad against his lower abdomen. She breathed hotly against the side of his neck; he avoided the fact that her small actions were stirring wild desires within his body, yet again. Her movements were swift and innocent, yet his mind converted them to sexual themes. He gulped when she absently dragged her index finger down his spine; he shuddered and a look of surprise shown on her face. He walked within the boundaries of his room and gently placed her on his King sized bed. She winced as her bruised ankles brushed against the mattress. He carefully observed her raw ankles and wrists, which were previously bonded by strong metallic chains attached to the chocker she still wore. Since all was linked to her neck it should be most injured. [A/N: As you can tell, he is really into role playing ^_~]

He crouched to the floor and she narrowed her eyes suspiciously. He lifted her chin and moved it left and right, conjuring a method to remove the chocker without adding to her agony. She whipped her head to the side stubbornly; she didn�t want him to view the emotions she hid within her eyes. He swiped several ebony strands of hair away from her face and collarbone, noticing that hardly any space was amid the choker and flesh. He quickly sliced with a very small ki ball the structure and stretched it apart. He threw it over his shoulder and she gave no �thank-you� or showed any appreciation whatsoever.

She sat still; her mysterious eyes had a far away look, concentrating on the wall. Eye contact was valueless. She was very pretty, her pale skin and dark eyes made her all the more desirable . She then blinked from her trance and found him to be staring at her more intently. She blushed, the fact that she held complete control of his attention span was still unnerving. She looked down at her ripped clothes. Slits here and there, giving off different angles of cleavao alo all eyes who watched her figure. Currently counting, one pair of eyes. Her skirt was in the same condition. She stood to undo her clothes, not liking her current style and he stood as well, looking down at her dominantly.

His eyes began pursuing down the succulent curves she possessed. She rolled her eyes and looked away as he continued his observation. She licked her lips and began to think of a way to escape. Once again.
//Don�t even think about it// A voice popped into her head, startling her. Her eyes snapped to his; she received a stern look.
//asshole// She answered back. Glaring at him before turning away, her back answering any further comments.
He pressed himself against her back and she stiffened with confusion.
//What the-?!// He leaned down and began to brush his lips against the nape of her neck, considerately, since it still was bruised.
Her attempts to rotate were fruitless against the iron grip on her frame.
//Give up. You know you want to// He smirked against her flesh while she leaned back into the sensation. She realized what she was doing, she inwardly growled.
//You can�t fight it. What�s the point? Just relax enjoenjoy.// He chuckled aloud before roughly nipping her jaw line. She groaned and resisted his proposition.
�...No...� She battling out with herself. Body said yes. Mind....no? She was utterly confused.
Look where she is right now. Becoming a one night whore for some alien . Maybe even longer. What was she to do? What the hell. She�ll probably die after this. He rubbed himself slowly against her thigh and he released a small gasp when she reached behind her and dipped her hand within his gi pants. He never thought she would - His thoughts were abruptly cut off when she slowly ran her small hand on his hardened shaft, surprised by his gifted size. He encouraged her movements with a shallow moan and nuzzle of the neck.
//Who�s in control?// The girl mused when she squeezed lightly.
//..ah........a..//He was speechless when she brushed her fingers over his sac, slightly massaging it within her hand.
//...Answer me...Or I guess I�ll have to stop...// She trailed off threateningly. He was enticed with her movements, kissing her neck more passionately and she continued. With the pad of her thumb she stroked his tip gently, overly arousing him.
Both his hands moved to grope her breasts into his hands and he fondled them gently. His fingers played with her nipples through the material of her shirt. She leaned back and her fingers trailed over his member fluently. His moans increased and she slowed her movements torturously.
//..No...I don�t think that�s enough either...// She withdrew her hand and he immediately grasped her shoulders and turned her around violently, glaring into her eyes. She looked up at him with such playful innocence that he couldn�t uphold his anger for very long. But two could play at that game.
His green hand reached down and gripped her blouse. In one swift movement, it ripped off her figure. She was to protest when she felt his hand snake its way slowly up the back of her thigh and grab the hem of her shorts. He reached up further than needed to, gripped and ripped it off clean. She inwardly squealed in surprise as he stared at the shorts amusingly in the air, looking down at her victoriously. He plopped her clothes to the side. She tensed as he leaned down for a kiss and he noticed immediately. She was at this point wearing two pieces of skimpy clothing. A black strapless spandex bra with short shorts to match.
He would have fun sexually torturing this Earthling for all she was worth. He owed it to her for that stunt she pulled. She thinks she can get away with a little tease, she had another thing coming. His plan unfolded and she stared up at him, cute curiousness filled her eyes. Well, then again, maybe he wouldn�t be that evil.
He brushed his lips against hers and she immediately responded to his sweet gesture. He wrapped his strong, long arms around her waist and pressed her closer to his form. Her arms, needing a position over his body, tentatively wrapped around his neck. He ran his left hand down the side of her torso, stopping momentarily to brush the undersides of her breasts, then lightly squeeze. The small gasp that emitted from her direction gave him the advantage to slip his tongue within her luscious orifice and enter her warm wet mouth. It probed slowly around her teeth and walls, massaging encouragingly. She took his invitation without hesitation and greedily began her own conducting. Her hands started to roam over his tall form and he decided that for now he would let her experiment. She continued to kiss him with strong passion and their gropes became even more aggressive. She�ll understand later on that HE was in control.
�...Piccolo...� She breathed out, detaching her lips from his when he pinched her hardened nipples that surfaced through the confines of her bra. He trailed his burning kisses and nips onto her throat, to her clavicle. His caresses were overly arousing her. �........keep this up and I�ll try to escape more often...� She said, referring to this �punishment�. For her it was anything but that. He gave her a half smile and grabbed her bottom and tilted her back; both her breasts were fully shown to his view.
She instinctively swathed her long pale legs over his upper hips. �My, aren't we forward.� He teased and she groaned impatiently. He licked the material of her bra that clung tightly over her skin and she shivered with delight. With his sharp teeth he tore down the center and the material gave way and released her mounds of imprisonment. He took his time in admiring the exposed flesh and ran his tongue between the valley of her breasts teasingly. She gave out a frustrated sigh and attempted to suffocate him to accomplish her goal of pleasure. //coulcould such an alien know so much on his first sexual experiment?// She thought to herself. He heard this and pulled away.
�Nuh-uh-uh.� He smirked at her vulnerability. He then, without warning, enveloped his mouth over her right breast, using his hand to support caress its underside. She arched within his grip, freely giving him more access to do as he wished. He continued his developed rhythm, prying off slowly, making sure to suck of the end of her nub before nipping roughly. The beautiful sounds that she produced from her mouth were enough to just take her ruthlessly. But she wasn�t ready.....at least not now. Who knew she would be interested into the sexual theme after he forced the bondage over her frail body.
Her palm pressed softly against his concentration, loving the mix of pain and pleasure that he inflicted upon her. His pattern slowed before switching over to the neglected twin, inflicting equalness as he did the other. Her hands moved over his head and found his two antennas. She pulled roughly and earned a painful whimper muffled against her naked skin. She loved the effect, but as to not hurt him, instead she gently ran her finger down the green stalk. He moaned loudly, which was even more arousing then the pres res reaction. He stopped his ministrations to react fully to her actions; his face was now heated with pleasure. She massaged the stalk with such slowness that it made his breath hitch within his throat. The chaotic sensations she brought into his system was enough to go on overload. And the delicacy of her touch was so soft yet aggressive, something he couldn�t wexplexplain. She halted and left him waiting for more. He encouraged her to continue and she swiped her tongue over the tip; the jerk of his lower body obviously meant a good thing. He again awaited her next move but her wriggling said otherwise. He reluctantly let her slide from his grip and onto the floor again.
She began her kisses against his lips, but would pull back once he would try to increase intensity. She continued this until he realized she was teasing him. But he took control of her lips, forcing her to submit to his flavorful mouth. He removed -ripped- his weighted shirt from his frame and threw it over them. She now had access to his bare back and ran her hands slowly over his muscles, taking her time to feel his sturdy form. She detached her lips from his own slowly and looked into his black orbs. The innocent lust that hazed in her eyes added to his desire that pressed against her thigh. She brushed his lips once more before he picked her up and laid her out on the bed.
He was about to lay between her open legs before she flipped them over. She straddled his hips and her breasts bounced with movement for his eyes. He was shocked. �How-� She silenced him with a press of her inner thighs tightly against his groin. He immediately wrapped his arms around her back and licked her lips that lured him into another deep kiss. She grinded herself against his lower half, and he added his own sensation by placing pressure on her hips as he had done earlier under the influence of lust. She removed her mouth from his own and trailed over to his ear. She ran her tongue over its� outline before taking the green lobe into her mouth; she began nibbling slowly as her bare breasts continued to brush over his chest. His breath hitched in his throat once more with her continuing action. The small incoherent whispers in his ear added to the commotion and she ran her teeth viciously over his ear, enjoying her small pleasurable torture. The thought of increasing his pleasure made her hyper. Lower half working roughly, mouth over ear.....antennas. He gave out a silent cry as her left hand maneuvered his right antennae. Now he was overboard. She prolonged her actions that forced him to surrender into moans and shudders that left him so aroused and speechless.
The erotic feelings she shot through his body was something so new. He flipped them over and her left leg draped over lower hip reflexively. He fondled her breasts with his mouth and sharp teeth and she yelped as he continued to ravage her mounds. She reached behind him and pulled at the hem of his pants, evidently requesting its removal. He removed his lips and obliged, tearing off the pants clean, like he had done with all the other things that have gotten in his way. She looked down between them and a blush tinted her cheeks. Now that was something to work with.
He slid his body lower to his choice of comfort and his fingers moved in lazy circles almost shyly down her stomach. Her eyes were glued to his every movement, causing her to think maybe he just didn�t know. Amusement showed in eye eyes; a glimpse showed on her face. He caught her expression and began to trail his wild lust further down her stomach, dipping his tongue within all the curves he could find, not missing an inch. His wet strokes made her wait with immense anticipation while he raked over her shorts with his white teeth and inhaled the heavy scent that threatened to drown him. Her glossy long hair that flowed onto the pillow and sheets made her look like an even more seductive creature. She bit her lip as he tongued over the damp material and he looked over to her face which was currently predicting his next move. She bucked her hips forward impatiently.
//I was in control all along// His cockiness angered her and she looked to glare down at him, but found that he had removed her shorts without her knowing. His fingers pl wit within her curls and dipped one finger within her folds. She threw her head back onto the bed and sighed. It probed around the wet, untouched terrain, and she squirmed with discomfort. He noticed and he slowed down his prodding and she relaxed with a pleasing mutter. Subconsciously, she bent her knees and slowly spread her legs further apart. Her hand reached down and began to play gently with his antennas; he wearily asked her to stop. She continued and as a result he removed his finger, delaying the building vibes of warmth that enveloped her body. She waited for him to continue the mood she expected, but nothing came.
Confused, she sat up, but he wasn�t there. //What the fuck?// Angry, she looked around the room. All of a sudden something grasped her arm from above and pulled her up forcefully into the air. She squealed and glared at the Namek smirking above her.
//Miss me?//

//I hate you//

//Whatever//
�I figured you would probably be wild when it comes to things like this so...� He trailed off and a small blush appeared on his green cheeks as he pulled her up to his chest.
�What?� She asked, leaning her face into his. �I�m here naked with you, what else would make you blush like this?� She said more to herself, looking down at the bed.
Her eyes went wide and she looked back at his face; his eyes were averting hers. She smirked mischievously. He nervously glanced at her and couldn�t help but blush even harder. She smiled, he just looked so shy like that. Definitely sexy with those sharp facial features. Who could resist? He probably heard his comment since he turned crimson.
�Is it something kinky?� She asked. He gulped and she hit jackpot.
�I get the feeling it�s bondage.� She giggled.
�...well...sort of..� She cut him off.
�You�re wasting time. I�m getting off the mood.� She purposely yawned and he narrowed his eyes.
�You have some wild fetishes.� She nipped his nose.
�Fine. Don�t say anything. If you don�t want to go through with this, too bad. It�s not like you have a say in this anyway.� He stated gruffly. She was to comment but he cut her off.
�Whether I like you or not.� She rolled her eyes and avoided his stare. He wished she would keep eye contact with him more often.
�This is my body and I have a say. I didn�t agree to come here.� She mumbled.
�Yet you�re enjoying it.� He added quickly, catching her words. Her eyes snapped to his; anger danced within their darkness.
�What else would I feel. If I were to scream, what good would it bring to me? If I�d asked you to stop, you wouldn�t. If I were to cry, you�d shut me up. That is nothing more. Can I stop you from continuing? No. I can not do anything for I have no freedom. Thanks for putting words in my mouth.�
She raised her hand to slap him, but stopped herself. She sighed and dropped her hand to the side. It wasn�t his fault either. Rage built within his body. How dare she speak to him that way. He was doing her a favor. If anyone else other than him had this opportunity, they wouldn�t take it so lightly.
He growled with anger and tightened his grip on her shoulders, his long nails protruding her soft flesh. She bit her lip and he slammed her against the wall. He was not going to use his control. He sucked harshly at her neck and she tried to shove him off. His hands left her shoulders and blood leaked from the sides. He grabbed her legs and she had no choice but to wrap them around his waist before he would crush them under his forcefulness. Either way he raked his nails down her thighs, leaving red raised welts. His sucking led down to her clavicle, where he teethed her bones and her made her shudder with pain and eeriness.
An evil chuckle escaped his lips and he continued his harsh nips, drawing out blood within small amounts. He raked his way down from her collar bone to her left breast, leaving large scrapes and blood, which he sucked greedily. He massaged the right with such roughness that he left crescent shaped wounds. She groaned, he started to slowly play his tongue over her already hardened nubs. She stared blankly to the side, struggling to ignore and reject the sensations he stirred within her youthful body. He pushed her further up the wall so as to not bend anymore than needed to. He dipped and swirled in and around her belly-button befoeacheaching his target. She pounded her heels at his shoulder blades when he placed her legs on each side of his shoulders, inhaling her scent as time seemed to slowly elapse. Full of doubt she continued, hurting herself more than she inflicted.
//Stubborn bitch// By this time she had stopped her dramatic acts, tired and bruised. Because of her hands, which long ago attempted to yank the living hell of his antennas, her wrist were now pinned above her within his large green hand. She arched her back in order to free her gripped limbs, but her breasts bounced for his avid eyes. He licked slowly within the inner and tender flesh and she bit her lip, hoping to bite back the reactions he wished to hear. He wildly lashed his tongue and her fingers bent tightly, nails gripped the skin of his hands.
Her face was lowered down to his view from previous pain, pleasure and shame.
//Weak// His voice echoed with cruelty in her mind. //You aren�t as you�re made to be.//He chuckled pitilessly. He looked over her flushed face and hair disheveled and then at the black curls over her womanhood. Her scent of heat that was building and decreasing in the chaos of emotion and need. Lifting her leg for easier access, he flicked his tongue over her pleasure gem and her lower body jerked forware lie lightly gnawed at the flesh before dipping the tip of his tongue into her still wet and flowery folds. She gasped as she felt his tongue flow within her depths.
She hated herself for so many reasons at this point. She despised herself for feeling something so enticing, yet something she didn�t even want in the first place. The side of her thigh was smudged with blood, her blood. His whole point was to cause as much pain as possible, mentally or and physically. It was his other half encouraging him to do so... If she was pleasured and caused pain, that would torment her in utter confusion. His teeth continued drawing small amounts of blood. �....fucking vampire....� She breathed out, but her breath hitched once his wet appendage circled within her all the way, earning her cries and its aggressiveness that threatened to break her barrier. He pressed her more fiercely against the wall, creating dents as the plaster continued to disintegrate onto the floor.
She felt his movements slow from her flesh and felt a warm energy spread around her wrist. He released his previous harsh grip and placed his hand onto her other thigh. She blinked though the haze of mist she thought had developed around them and looked above. Her wrist were still immobile and she noticed that he had stopped his movements. She growled, continuing to arch her back in order to free her ki bonded wrist which were attached to the wall. She pulled and fidgeted, but he just sustained to watching her momentarily drain her energy. He heard her yell obscenities and kick with her weakness, yet not scream.
Her scent changed to confusion of anger and an unknown emotion, which smelled more exotic. He pulled further away from her inner thighs and stared at her eyes that held so much emotion. She continued her squirming battle of physical freedom. He spread her thighs further apart, almost painfully. He yet again began snacking on her intimacy, hungrily ravaging her folds to the point where little pleasure and more pain was inflicted than what she had sought out to be. The air was knocked out of her briefly from time to time, to the fact that he would squeeze her waist so tightly. She groaned as his hand moved over to her left breast, kneading it roughly as he would flick over the hardened nub, leaving small cuts onto her pale bruised flesh. �Ouch!� She finally yelled out, bending her knees and attempting to push his shoulders away with her feet.
Amused, he sucked on her jewel and her body gave the reaction he expected. She corresponded to the magic of his tongue; her tense body now partially hung in pleasure and her wounds still stung as the pressure was mostly weighted upon her thighs. Time elapsed upon both of them. Piccolo continued giving her the utmost desires her scent gave off her cravings awakened by his skilled manner. Her moans increased with volume and he thrusted his tongue forward on the sensitive core. She gave one final cry as her body jerked and her arched back yielded her breasts to his green hand and her hips to the source of intense feeling.
She spasmed, her juices surged from within and he took his time devouring them into his yearning mouth. He finished the satisfying meal and was ready for the main course. He removed her thighs from his shoulders and made the ki straps disappear and pulled her down into his arms before she collapsed onto the floor. She immediately wrapped her arms around his thick neck; her face buried within its crook and the hot breath blowing against his skin. Her heavy panting tempted him to have seconds...of her. At the thought, he licked his lips which still contained a small residue of her sweet substance.
Her weak body shook because of the recent intensity and he held her up by her buttocks; his arm tightly wrapped around it protectively. Her legs were forced at the sides of his waist and she instantly felt the bulge pressing almost painfully against the back of her right thigh. Giving her a lustful stare, he stroked the side of her breasts with the gentleness of his hand that was utterly different from his aggressiveness not too long ago. Her breathing slowed and her lips brushed against the skin of his neck. He softly rubbed her nipples between his forefinger and thumb and she relaxed under his tender touch. He strayed his fingers over her back and down her spine, her rnse nse was a satisfying moan and calmness. Her smooth skin glistened in the dim room which was partially illuminated by the stars looming over the dark sky. Through the window of course.
She said nothing as he continued his soft touches until the point where he stopped and she pulled away from the comfort of his warm neck. She observed his face and there was need and desire that shined in his dark eyes. She glanced over his lips hesitantly. Before she could decide, he lured her into a deep kiss of feverish passion. Their tongues danced within each others mouths; her flavor that lingered within his mouth gave her a sample of how tasteful she really was.

His eyes snapped open and he slowly detached his lips from hers with slight reluctance. Her eyes fluttered open and she stared at the namek who now wore a intense expression, eyes roaming across the walls of the room and ears slightly twitching. She had the desire to tug his ears, just to hear his small discomfort, like his antennas.
//I could have swore I heard...//He looked up at the shadowed ceiling. //Perhaps..//
�So, brother. Having fun with your little gift from above?" Came a sarcastic, but gruff voice. She was about to comment when Piccolo�s hand immediately moved to cover her mouth.
//Quiet....//

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Author�s Note: �So are they gonna fuck or what?� Quote on one of my reviewers. Calm down. I like having plots. If that�s not your thing, too bad, its mine and some people actually enjoy it. Oh, who is this new person in the picture? Will it interfere with getting their thing on? Maybe its just a side distraction. Please review, sorry I don�t plan on revealing the name of the girl just yet.
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