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Rainesama – Thank you guys so much for all the wonderful reviews and liking my idea

Rainesama – Thank you guys so much for all the wonderful reviews and liking my idea. ^^ ::glomps J’dee:: Thank you so much for liking my idea and helping with advertising and opting to be in the fic! ::glomps Mabelle:: Thank you for wanting to be in the fic! And girls, there’s still plenty of saiiyans to go around! Come on, join in the fun! Also, lil’ warning in this chapter: there will be rape in this one, so just warning ya. You knew it was coming sooner or later!
 
*J’dee*
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"It really depends if you’re in the kings good books or not." Kakarott replied.
"Oh..." J’dee nodded slowly, she felt uncomfortable with the range Kakarott keep eliminating between them.
Clenching her fists she growled as he was suddenly invading her personal space again. She spun round and he grabbed her leg before she made contact and threw her on to the bed. She gasped and went to run when he was suddenly over her pinning her down before she could run.
"With most females we tend to drug them in to silence first." He smirked.
J’dee looked at him. "Then you better silence me too because when I scream I really scream."
She felt his hand roam over her legs. She sucked in a breath.
"I don’t hear any screaming..." He taunted.
"Oh yeah right... hold on let me get a deep breath."
Kakarott slammed a hand over her mouth. "Don’t toy with me girl."
He watched her giggle from under his hand and he sighed and removed his hand and jumped back as she then screamed at him and he let out a frustrated growl.
"That is it!!" He grabbed her hand and pulled her off the bed and out of the room.
She took note of the surroundings as she was dragged down the hallway. "Can I grab your tail?"
She asked rather annoyingly.
"No."
"But I like tails... I have two cats and they both have tails. I grab them all the time."
A door swished open and Kakarott dragged her inside and suddenly J’dee fell silent seeing the numerous amount of tanks and naked females in side, alot from earth but others were also alien- well alien to her.
"Dude this is as creepy as that scene in the matrix where Keanu Reeves wakes up in that tank thing." She blinked. "Ooooh swivel chair!!!"
"Don’t make me put you in one of those tanks..."
"Whoa look at that liquid. Can they breath in that?"
"It depends really what part of the galaxy they come from."
"Neat... So it what is it water? oxygen? or both?"
"It’s a cross of both, you can’t drink it, but you can’t breath it unless your body is equipped for breathing water."
"Like fish... I don’t like fish. they’re slimy creatures."
"She sure talks alot. Are you here for us to silence her?" A scientist asked.
"She only screams to mock me." Kakarott remarked. "Apart from that I think she’s just suddenly got over her fear of us."
"It will return when we arrive back on Vegeta-sei Kakarott. Most who are allowed to spend time in the cells turn out becoming very talkative."
"Cells?" Kakarott bed. ed.
"Yes Toma placed her in the cells of this ship then left on another. Bardock obviously thought she would be an excellent gift for you. He how shall I say this-"
"He busted me out? Sweet! I don’t even remember being in the cells and to know I’ve already been busted out once is soooo cool!"
"I take it you just want her quiet not unconscious?" The scientist asked.
"Rig
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"Strap her to the cha-"
J’dee jumped on to the swivel chair. "I love these things!!"
She began spinning round on the chair causing Kakarott and the scientist to sweatdrop.
Kakarott grabbed the chair. "Stop that."
"Spinny... everything’s still moving... Gotta love it!"
"I wonder if dad meant this is how she becomes frightening?"
"Get up get up and I’m gunna pick you up and take you where I wanna, get up get up and I’m gunna pick you up and take you where I wanna... get up get up get up" J’dee sung while sitting on the chair.
"What’s she doing?" Kakarott asked the scientist. "She’s not talking, but she’s not being quiet either." He frowned.
J’dee beamed. "It’s SUGAR RRRRRRAAAY!" She giggled and bounced up and down on the seat.
"This must be some sort of chemical reaction to something in the room Kakarott."
J’dee blinked. "I’m on medication don’t worry... uppers and downers, it makes me switch moods quite a bit."
"Just silence her please..."
"Right." The scientist pulled out a needle and Kakarott shuffled over to the otherside of the room and J’dee blinked watching him.
"Hey what’s wrong?" She turned round and watched as the scientist held a needle.
"NEEEEEEDLE!!! NO WAY!!!"
She jumped up on to the chair and over it. "You’re a scientist not a doctor!! Don’t you dare stick that thing in me!!!"
"You have a fear of needles to? Kakarott I believe your father picked the right female to give you company."
"Hey!! I’m not afraid of a little needle just mad scientists who waved them about without even sterilising them first and they have not one sign of proof to be a doc-"
Kakarott picked her up and sat her in the chair and pulled her sleeve down. He grabbed the band and strapped her arm up tying her up to the chair.
"No fair..."
"Ahhh I see the memory with Chi-chi has reminded you to be more careful." The scientist smirked.
"Just jab her and shut her up." Kakarott growled.
The scientist nodded and J’dee turned her head away quickly. She flinched as the needled penetrated her flesh and sucked in a breath. "Damnit OW!!"
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The contents of the needle worked extremely fast and by the time Kakarott got back to his room on the ship with J’dee following she had already lost her voice. They entered the cabin to see Bardock sitting at the table.
"Hi dad." Kakarott remarked and he took a seat at the table and looked at his father.
"Kakarott the ship mates have been informed that the oracle is on this ship. They’re looking through all the slave cells now, when we arrive on Vegeta-sei they want to present her to Vegeta."
"How long till we arrive?"
"A matter of hours."
"Ummmm okay fine by me. It’ll be a relief. She got really odd before."
"I told you she was frightening."
"You see when you first said that I thought you meant she was frightening when she was angry, not hyper active and easily entertained."
Bardock smirked. "Would you of let me leave her in your room if you knew that?"
"Not really- Wait you think since she’s hyper that she’ll cheer me up?" He asked.
J’dee shut the door and wandered over to the window ignoring their conversation. She looked out at the stars as they flashed by, she placed a hand on the glass watching fascinated. Ever since she was little she remembered lying on the lawn with her mother, who would point out constellations to her and tell her the stories behind them. She looked back to Kakarott and his father.
"Of course I don’t want to keep her dad. She’s too much trouble."
"Well you need some sort of comfort and you haven’t even used her. This might be your last chance before the king uses her to predict what he needs to win in the next planet purging."
J’dee looked out the window again quickly. ‘I’m either to be a whore or to help them destroy other planets...’ She thought to herself the realism sinking in of the situation.
"If I were you I’d take her before we land on Vegeta-sei son."
Bardock got up and she heard the chair scrape back and a few moments later the door swished open and then closed again.
J’dee let out a breath. She knew it sounded more like a sigh though. She felt Kakarott move from the table and come up behind her. She felt his gloved hands touch her bare shoulders, he began to rub her shoulders and letting out another breath she felt herself suddenly fall relaxed at the attention. She kept her gaze out the window though.
"You like the stars huh?" Kakarott asked her from behind.
She nodded in reply and felt his hands run down her back and over her sides, they moved to her legs slipping under the skirt again. She felt the chill as he removed her underwear. She didn’t flinch this time round. The reality was too much to bear, what could she do? Fight? She was on a ship that was heading to a planet she didn’t know where or how far away from her galaxy it would be.
She felt his breath on the side of her neck, she looked out in to the sky wishing she was among the stars, wishing she was anywhere but where she was headed.
J’dee closed her eyes trying to block the peaceful sight of outside the window from her gaze. The last thing she needed was the one thing she could look at peacefully, distraught by the action of one guy. She could feel her own depths of confusion on whether she should fight him or not. She heard a noise and her eyes flew open as she watched the window view disappearing behind a screen and she suddenly began to struggle as she saw her own reflection and Kakarott’s behind her.
‘No! Not like this...’ She thought panicked.
"Uh-uh, behave." he turned her back to her own reflection.
She stared at it looking at herself decked out in the revealing clothes, they had pieces of her flesh exposed almost everywhere. She closed her eyes so not to keep looking at herself.
"Open them..." She heard his voice by her ear and as if he had some sort of control over her, she did as she was told. She watched his hands as they lifted the top up revealing the sight of her breasts, his thumb running over the peaks, making them stand to attention. She caught his eyes devouring her in the reflection and she watched as a furry tail slipped round her thigh and under the skirt through the slip.
"You like tails... I’ll give it to you."
She breathed in deep as she felt the furry appendage wrap round her thigh, running up and down it. The feel of fur on her skin, even though it was by a barbarian, the feel was soft like a fluffy toy rubbing up against her skin.
Kakarott nuzzled at her neck gently nipping along the line of the veins, not hard enough to leave a mark that could be pointed back at him. His hands fondled her and he watched her features in the reflection. Removing one hand from her breasts he turned her chin with his thumb and forefinger to look at him. Despite the fact that she was silent, he found his eyes drawn to her mouth and he lowered his to her and kissed her his tongue parting her lips and probing in to her mouth searing the inside of it with a claiming kiss. He felt her tongue respond. He was disappointed that she didn’t fight, but then again she had come across as the verbal fighter, just like Chi-chi had been. He pulled back from the kiss and moved himself from her and his tail also, he watched her expression, turn from confusion to shock suddenly realising she had let him near her.
‘Oh megami what have I done?!’ J’dee thought suddenly panicked and quickly covered herself up. Kakarott smirked at her, she opened her mouth to scream at him but nothing came out and she realised she could even growl in frustration like she used to, she rushed to the table and he just chuckled.
"Did you respond like that when you were raped?" He asked almost tormenting her.
She grabbed a chair and he ducked as she threw it at him with a sudden boost of unbelievable strength, he jumped to the side as the second chair came his way. Then he watched as she picked up the large table. He looked onward with shock that she could pick up such a heavy object and she threw it at him also he crossed his arms across his chest and he felt the small sting of the table hitting his arms then snapping. He looked at her standing there and she ran to the door and leaped up and her watched her foot sail through the door she then used that hole to pull the door open with a strength that had him gaping suddenly. She ran out in to the hallway and he rushed after her grabbing her from behind before pulling her struggling self back in to his room she was kicking and fighting him all the way.
Kakarott threw her on to the bed and he covered her with his body again. She pounded her hands against his chest fighting; just the way he expected her to. He roughly shoved the skirtthe the side and removed himself from the spandex pants before he plunged his length in to her hungrily. She flinched. He could tell the entrance had caused her pain; she continued to struggle from under him as he started thrusting himself in her over and over again. He continued to ravage her like this until he heard the door slid open he grabbed the sheet and covered the two of them.
J’dee was trembling from under him. Kakarott looked at Goten, he looked back at them. he smirked.
"Ah dad... we’re landing in five. Grandad says to get the oracle ready for presentation to King Vegeta."
"Fine... leave us." He ordered.
Goten nodded and left pulling the door shut after him. his hand in the hole and yanked it that way.
"You broke a perfectly good door." he looked at her.
She slapped him across the side of the face her temper obviously returning. He grinned and grabbed her hands holding them down.
"Nice knowing you J’dee, but your the kings problem now not mine."
Kakarott pulled himself out of her and he straightened up his spandex pants and he watched her as she straightened up her own clothes. He walked over she pulled the sheet round her backing up. He grabbed the bra strap and broke it with a snap and then yanked it off from under the top. She looked at it then down at herself and saw she still had their required top on. She shot him a dagger like glare and he smirked and walked to the door pulling it open.
"Kakarott!" one of the saiyan guards remarked. he just walked past them.
They looked in to the room to see J’dee sitting on the bed. "It’s the oracle... we better get her in chains ready for the presentation to the king."
They walked in to the room and she jumped up on the bed and they looked at the outfit thft hft hardly anything to the imagination it was that revealing. She spun round and kicked a post off the bed and grabbed it and dropped in to a stance holding the post like a staff in a defence position.
"Heh, she wants a fight even after Kakarott. The king will like that."
She spun round and rammed the pole in to the armor of one of them and she turned round and ran for the door the other grabbed her from behind, the pole clattered to the ground nosily. The first stepped up in front of her and she watched as chains and manacles were slapped on to her and she was pulled out of room as the ship landed. She still fought all the way upon presentation to the king.
 
 
 
*Raine *
It didn’t take long before Turles had gotten Raine to his small home in the middle of the alien city. The countless eyes of horny saiiyan males fell upon her as Turles carried her through the streets. This only made her even more self-conscious, especially with the outfit she was forced to wear. Turles entered the house, closing the door with his foot. Raine had long ago given up on pounding and slapping the brute because it had no effect and her hands had gotten sore. A female alien came rushing in and went to the door to lock it. Raine looked at her curiously as Turles took her further inside to what appeared to be a living room. There was a beautiful hearth in the wall and two couches: a three-seater to the left and right and a one-seater right in front of the fireplace. A fire was currently blazing within it. Turles gently placed Raine down on the carpet. The second he did, she backed away from him. He smirked and looked behind him.
"Bring my guest something to eat and drink," he called behind him.
It didn’t take long before two other female slaves, identical to the one that had locked the door, came walking briskly inside with trays laden with all kinds of foreign delicacies and placed them on the floor in front of the fireplace. They kept their eyes downcast and away from Turles’ eyes before scampering back into what Raine assumed was a kitchen. She turned to Turles and glared. The saiiyan only smirked and knelt before the trays of food.
"You hungry? It’s been a few hours since we left Earth and I’m doubting you had a meal before you were brought to Vegetaseii," he said casually.
‘Bite me you bastard,’ Raine continued to glare at him. She couldn’t speak, but she’d still make sure he knew she hated him. She hated his race and everything about them. Turles chuckled when he got a death glare instead of a reply. Then he remembered that all pleasure slaves were drugged with ‘silence serum’ she had been drugged with. The screaming gave some a sadistic pleasure when they took their slaves, but most got weary of it, especially since saiiyans all had sensitive hearing.
She was thankful she had eaten those gumdrops before those alien bastards abducted her, otherwise she wouldn’t have been able to resist the buffet before her. He eyed her hungrily. These humans were very beautiful creatures. This one looked especially tempting in the revealing outfit that hugged her bust and curves. This one was definitely a virgin. So innocent and so young. He chuckled as she tried to cover her almost-completely-exposed thighs under the thin, flimsy black skirt she was given and as she tried to cover more of her breasts with the tiny top the r ser servants had dressed her in. Seeing her like that made him want to take her then and there.
‘Patience. You’ll spoil the fun if you just grab her and bang her brains out,’ Turles thought to himself, trying to maintain some level of composure. His smirk deepened as he gestured to the food, "Well? I was hospitable to serve you this feast, aren’t you going to be a polite guest and accept my offer?"
Raine scowled and crawled cautiously towards the nearest tray of food and picked it up.
Before hurling it into the fire.
Turles was shocked by her sign of defiance and was expecting her to glare at him all night. There was suddenly the sound of thunder and the pitter-patter of raindrops. He looked behind him to see drizzling rain behind the window. He turned back to the woman and gave her a stern look, "It’s a shame, really. I was hoping I could offer you food and drink to ease the tension. I can tell you’re nervous since this is your first time."
‘Ease the tension? Let’s see, I’m about to get raped by some steroid-pumped Neanderthal and he wants to ‘ease the tension’ by wining and dining me. Oh yeah, what a romantic..’
"I can tell that you’re going to be very uncooperative…that’s fine. I have ways of dealing with your type."
Turles pulled off the armor gloves on his hands and then slipped off his chest armor. Raine’s breath caught in her throat when she got her first look at his bare, sculpted chest and abs. She shook her head angrily.
‘Snap OUT of it! This bastard is about to rape you! How can you find him CUTE?!’
He slowly started crawling towards her and grabbed her ankle before she could move. It turned into an effortless wrestling match after that. The end-result was Raine being pinned under Turles. She struggled, panting and trying to scream as he held her down with one hand. He knelt down towards her face, gazing into her eyes. She froze. He kissed her, passionately and hungrily, leaving her breathless when he pulled away. His hands slipped inside her ‘top’ and he began to gently fondle her, bending down to kiss and lap at her now-exposed breast. She started pounding on his shoulders again. She began to panic when he pulled it up over her head with little effort, even with all her struggling, and tossed it aside. His mouth found her other breast and she arched her back. She bit her lower lip, still trying to push him off. He pulled away, toeing off his boots anllinlling down the spandex he wore. Raine blushed and looked away, tried to crawl away, but he held her waist. She instantly grabbed the tiny fibers of the carpet when his hand snaked under the slit of her skirt and between her thighs. If she still had her voice, she’d be gasping at that moment. Turles chuckled in her ear and gently kissed her neck.
"The prince was very generous to send me such a lovely virgin," he whispered in her ear before nibbling on her neck. He pulled away before tugging off her skirt. Her struggles increased, as futile as they were, but he held her down and pried her legs apart with his knee. Using his own legs, he moved her thighs up against his and thrusted inside of her.
Tears formed in her eyes, she gritted her teeth and panted from the stabbing pain. Blood trickled from between her legs as he broke through her barrier. Turles’ breath caught in his throat. She felt incredible and the smell of her fear was driving him wild. He thrusted in and out, again and again and again. His grunts and moans mixed with her voiceless gasps. The fire continued to blaze before them, the light reflecting off of their naked bodies as Turles continued to thrust inside of her. Tears continued to fall down Raine’s eyes, her cries still unheard, her nails embedded in his shoulders. The pain of the barrier eventually eased, but pain was still there nonetheless. He fit snugly within her and he moved inside of her slow yet hard. Her back arched, her chest pressed against his as he continued to take her into the night. She shut her eyes tight as her first orgasm hit and she let out a loud breath before she fell back to the floor, shaking. Turles also hit his as well, holding her tight in his arms and biting into the crook of her neck. She let out a silent gasp as his teeth pierced her skin and blood came forth. Turles panted and lapped at the blood until no more leaked out.
She couldn’t cry anymore and she felt so weak. Her lids grew heavy and her vision blurred. He looked into her eyes, smiling warmly, the fire’s light reflecting off of his bare skin and the thunder and lightning seen in the window behind him. She couldn’t stay awake any longer as sleep consumed her.
‘Welcome to your new home, little one," he chuckled softly before she slept.
 
*Mabelle*
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Belle’s eyes opened slowly and she groaned as she started to sit up. She suddenly realized that she was dressed differently no than before. She took in the beautiful blue outfit that she was wearing now, it was primarily a bra with a long loincloth that reached her ankles. Her wrists had a long piec clo cloth attaching them together behind her back. She looked around her and noticed she was in some kind of cart and…she was moving. Belle took in the fact she was on a pile of blue and gold pillows. She could make out vague shapes and forms through the gold curtains that surrounded her. She sat up and saw the chain that attached to her ankle to the edge of the cart.
"And now I wish to give my father a very special one I had taken just for him. She had to have spirit and this one has been very spirited so she has been hand selected by me…for you….she is untouched. A rare gem indeed and she is the property of the King of the Saiyans now," Prince Trunks said as Belle felt the cart lower to the ground and she got into a crouched position. She suddenly remembered the wine she had been given…it had been drugged. She could feel something wasn’t right and she crouched in the cart as she waited for whatever was going to happen to happen. Suddenly the curtain was lifted and she could see an army of ‘Saiyans’ staring at her. She lunged at the first one in reach, a man with hair that stood up against gravity and wore a very royal looking armor and cape. Belle remembered what her self defense course taught and went for his throat and eyes. Her hands wrapped around his thick neck and she began to pound at his groin with her free foot; snapping at his nose and face.
"Shit!" he growled as he grabbed her waist to hold her back and Belle felt as if she was caught in steel. With one last burst of energy she filled her lungs with air and let out one single, piercing scream!
"Amazing…" someone muttered as the ‘Saiyans’ looked at Belle’s weakening struggles. "I thought that vocal chord relaxant was suppose to work for three days." The whole room lit up with whispers as Belle slowly felt herself weakening faster.
"I thank you my son…this is a most rare gift indeed," the one holding me chuckled as he laid me back in the cart and brushed some hair out of my face. "I will enjoy her immensely." Belle winced at his touch and turned her head away as she watched the curtains close, placing her back in the cart. She didn’t know what her future would be…but she knew she didn’t wish it to be with himterrterrified her in ways she couldn’t grasp. Those black eyes and those chiseled features made her feel weaker and she knew he was far stronger than she could ever hope to fight off.
"The King is a lucky man," someone muttered from behind the curtains. "I wish my brat would think of me as often."
"She’s strong, but I still think this breed is too weak for any real fun," another voice chuckled. Belle slowly gave in to the chemicals she knew were coursing through her veins and fell into the drug induced sleep.