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I Made You a Snack	By : Anatra Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 6720 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own DragonballZ, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
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Author�s Notes to
self and others: I don�t own DBZ, I just use the characters and twist them
into my own personal fantasies. All I have is a crapload of action figures, and
some VHS/DVD box-sets. Oh! And my Vegeta wall scroll! He gets to watch me at
night�.

Warning: I�m a
yaoi fangirl. Meaning, I like male on male pairings. If you don�t�then I
suggest you start doing so, because there�s nothing better! U_u Goten/Trunks, Vegeta/Goku are the main
pairings, Gohan/Piccolo may show up later.

Random Notes and
such:

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Vegeta and Goku exchanged a glance,
the look that passed between them frustrating the two boys on the chairs to no
end. It was obvious the two full-blooded saiyajins were currently devoting
their lives to the torture of their sexually straining sons. Trunks�s knuckles
were white as he gripped the chair. He wanted to either rush in and join the
delicious duo who had just finished fucking or being fucked senseless, or grab
the man on the chair beside him and start a repeat performance. Goten�s voice
was a strangled whimper as he squirmed on the chair, his erection hard and
leaking. �Sir�� his voice was raspy as he addressed the prince. �May we�please
be excused?� Goten begged.

Goku chuckled at his son�s plight.
He could afford to mock the boy now�.now that his cock ring was off and he�d just
been satiated quite nicely by his master. �I don�t know Goten� from what I
saw�you�re on the brink of losing control.� He teased, standing up
sa
sauntering over sexily to his son�s chair, running a rough hand down his chest,
flirting with the visibly perspiring boy. Goten just bit his lip and resisted
the urge to moan and lean into the touch. His senses were on full alert, his
every nerve tingling.

Vegeta sighed. �Kakarotto�.heel.�
The prince snapped his fingers, pointing at the floor near his feet. By doing
this he saved the fellow dominantr a huge embarrassment, it looked like the boy
was about to come in his pants. Well�he wasn�t wearing any currently, so lap
would suffice. �I hope you two have learned a valuable lesson�.� He lectured,
giving them both a glare. The boys hastily nodded, hands still clenched on the
seats of their chairs. �Good�in that case, Goten�go take a long cold shower
upstairs, Trunks will do the same down here. I don�t think either of you have
learned sufficient control, and were you to mate now, I�m afraid that one of
you would get ripped in two.� Vegeta snerked, leaving out the unsaid, �and if
that happened, your mothers would kill me�.

Goku grinned meanly at the two boys
as they exchanged a meaningful look of suffering. Goten got up and head
upstairs. Moments later, the sound of a shower running could be heard, and with
a wink to his pet, Vegeta walked out of the room. Goku tilted his head, not
understanding his master�s actions, until he heard a blood-curdling shriek come
from his son on the second floor. Ah, Vegeta must have turned the hot water
valve off. Once he returned to the room, Vegeta motioned for Trunks to follow
him. �Lets go boy�.you need one just as much as Goten.� He says before noticing
his pet�s evil smirk. The dominant chuckles, �And you�need to get cleaned up.�
He tells Goku, smile now mirroring the evil one on the face of his submissive.
�Might as well do that at the same time�you don�t mind sharing a shower with
Trunks right?�

The younger full-blood blinked,
�Hey�.but you just turned the hot water off! It�s gonna be freezing!� he
complained, whining timber coming into his voice. Vegeta snickered and nodded,
giving him the look that just screamed, �just what you need for your damn
libido�. Goku whimpered and followed his master and Trunks into the bathroom.

Goten grabbed a towel, shutting the
cold stream of water off with a shaking hand. �Fucking cold! Vegeta�s such a
bastard!� he swore, drying himself off as quickly as possible. Then again�it
sure had done the trick, his raging hard-on was gone and most of the sweat had
been washed away from earlier. Despite being clean, he was still bitter. �Poor
Trunks�.shouldn�t have left him down there with the sadistic prick!� he says to
himself, feeling slightly bad for his friend and lover. After all�this had to
be an incredibly traumatic experience for him. Grabbing his bag from the
hallway, he puts on his sleeping-clothes and then pads downstairs to find
Trunks.

Vegeta was having a bit of trouble
with both of the pets. Neither wanted to be in the tub of freezing water and
both were struggling and splashing like obstinate children. �SETTLE DOWN!� he
snarled, wacking Goku over the head with the sponge. �Sit in there or�.� He gets
splashed in the face by Trunks, interrupting his threat. �You are so dead
brat�� he growls. �I�m sure you never gave your mother such problems in the tub
when you were a chibi!!!� he growls, reaching for the boy�s hair.

Goten chose this moment to walk
into the bathroom. �Oh�he did Vegeta-san. Bulma was always complaining about
it.� He turns to his hissing submissive and shakes his head, �Trunks! Behave! I
took a cold shower, now you take yours!� he winks at his pet and smiles
reassuringly at him. Trunks grumbled but settles down still shivering, allowing
his father to pour shampoo onto his lavender hair and make soap suds. Goku was
obviously still bitter about having to take a cold bath instead of a nice hot
one so decided that Vegeta should freeze as well. Shifting his weight, he
forced a wave of water over the edge of the tub, causing his master�s hand to
slip off the edge where it was leaning for balance. Before you could say �final
flash�, a dripping wet Saiyajin prince was spluttering, halfway submerged in
the tub and about ready to pop a blood vessel.

Goku loved it when Vegeta got
soaked. His hair for once was not so regal, and gave him a cuddly, adorable
look that made Goku simply want to hold him and protect him from the world. Of
course�.Vegeta was not as pleased with his current physical appearance: especially
the part where he was cold, wet, and humiliated. Trunks had lived around Vegeta
long enough to be able to recognize trouble when he saw it. Quickly dunking his
head under to rinse himself, he grabbed a towel and moved over to Goten, making
motions that they should head upstairs for safety. Goten however, was concerned
about his father�s safety. The ki-collar would keep him helpless if Vegeta
decided to get truly violent.

�Don�t do anything rash
Vegeta-san�.I know you�re upset but�� his speech was interrupted by Vegeta as
he simply held up a hand and shook his head.

�I know how to deal with this�your
father will not be injured. Please go upstairs. We�ll see you in the morning.�
The prince stated voice absolutely cold. Goku was no longer smiling, obviously
just realizing the idiocy of his actions. As usual, his brain was always
several minutes behind his actions or words, and it was too late by the time it
caught up. Waiting until the young pair of half-bloods leftgetageta turned back
to his pet, �I would suggest that you remain silent until instructed by me
otherwise. You are forbidden to make eye contact with anyone and will stay on
all fours with your head bowed at all timesess ess I say so. Immediately, you
will clean yourself off, dry yourself as quickly as possible, use the
sanitation facilities, then lock yourself into your kennel, from which you will
remove all bedding before hand. I want nothing to do with you until tomorrow.
Now get out of my sight.� He seethes, standing straight and walking out of the
door. Goku watched hi wit with regret but said nothing and did as he was
ordered.

Putting the pillows and blanket in
a neat, folded pile beside his kennel, Goku shivered. The cold-water had
chilled him and with no clothing or anything else to even provide the slightest
amount of heat, he knew that he�d be in for an unpleasantly cool night. Goku
pulled the door of the cage closed; hng tng the click of finality as the locks
automatically fastened themselves in place. As he lay on the cold metal floor
of the kennel, he could hear the boys murmuring quietly in the guest bedroom
and wondered what they were discussing. He lay awake for most of the night
until sleep finally claimed him in the early hours of the morning.

Awoken by a swift kick to the now
unlocked cage, Goku blinked hazily and crawled out of the cramped space,
stretching the pain out of his muscles. He usually never had to sleep in there,
and this had been the first time he�d been made to do it with no creature
comforts. Vegeta must have been really pissed. This made the younger full-blood
feel even worse about his misbehavior and chastised himself for just not
bucking up and taking the cold bath like he had been supposed to, despite the
unfairness of the whole situation. Crawling on stiff hands and knees, Goku
moved into the kitchen, kneeling to the side of the door with head lowered
until he was given further instructions.

�Once I�m finished here, the dishes
are to be done and put away immediately. Once the rest of us have finished
eating, if anything remains you are free to claim it. If not, think of your
hunger and what you could have done to prevent it.� Vegeta said quietly,
pouring the waffle-mix into the saiyajin-sized waffle-iron. It was yet another
of bulma�s little toys and it made about 12 waffles per go. Goku simply nodded
to acknowledge Vegeta�s words and kept staring at the floor, knowing that he
was still forbidden to speak. Vegeta seemed to complete his cooking soon after
his orders were given out, and the Prince moved out into the dining room area,
leaving Goku with a rather large mess. Sighing, the younger man set to work.

Trunks and Goten had descended the
stairs a few moments after Goku had been woken up and were sitting at the table
talking quietly. They were still unsure of what had transpired the night
previously, and it was obvious both were ill at ease. Each looked up startled
as Vegeta emerged from the kitchen with the food and still there was no sign of
Goku. Goten began to worry at this point, but after putting Trunks� meal on the
floor began to eat quickly, a son�s stomach always of highest priority. Trunks
grinned and dug in. Waffles were one of the only things his father knew how to
cook before he took the lessons with Goku. When Bulma had been off on a
business trip and had left them to fend for themselves, the cooking-bot had
done all of the cooking�until it broke. After that�the prince and his two heirs
had eaten nothing but cold cereal and waffles until Bulma returned a few days
later.

Vegeta remained silent throughout
the meal, thinking about nothing but Kakarotto. The idiot had been severely
disobedient�but did he really want to make him serve the full sentence while
the boys were here? This was only the second time that Vegeta had been so
angered by his pet, and it was only because he had been spurred on by Trunks�
similar antics. Sighing, he grumbled to himself, swearing that this mudball was
turning him soft. �I need a good planet purge�� he announced more loudly than
he�d expected to, sweatdropping as he simply got blank, shocked stares from his
son and the baka-spawn. �On the other hand�a trip to the club would work just
as well.� He admitted with a cough, trying to cover up his slip.

Goten smirked. He had always known
that Vegeta had not been fully redeemed from his childhood lifestyle, and it
made him happy to hear him say such things. Goten had heard terrifying stories
about Trunks� father before he settled on earth, and they seriously appealed to
his sense of adventure. Certainly more interesting that his father�s story;
Growing up in some backwater mountains, meeting the girl you�re going to marry
when you were not even aware of what the difference between sexes was, and then
just fighting a few guys who came to try and take over the earth. Trunks� dad
was MUCH more cool�he was one of the ones who actually TRIED to take over the
world! Bringing his wandering mind back to the present, Goten hrmed and looked
over at Vegeta, �Which club?� he asks, �Like�a themed one?� he wondered.

The Prince nodded. �Hai Goten. It�s
an elite BDSM club�only reason I�m a member is because of my connection to
Bulma. Everyone seems to love her specialty toys that Capsule Corporation has
begun to produce.� He chuckles over this and smiles, �So�I can bring anyone I
liI�m I�m sure you two can get automatic membership through Trunks if you show
his birth certificate.� He mused idly.

Trunks laughed, �Being the heir to
CC is finally turning out to be a GOOD thing�� he says, standing up to collect
the empty dishes. Vegeta grabbed the two remaining waffles off the serving tray
and dropped them onto his plate. �Here...take these to Goku to be cleaned.� He said,
ignoring his son�s smirk of understanding.

Goten grinned, �So�.Vegeta, what
are we going to do today until we get ready to go to the club?� he asked
curiously. He and trunks had had a really good discussion the night previously
and both had agreed that this was just what they needed in their relationship.
Each was enjoying the weekend immensely after a bit of a shaky start, and was
learning more about the lifestyle, and about their fathers, than probably
necessary.

Vegeta smiled, �Well�first, I�m
going to take your father over my knee for a while, then, we�re going to play
with suspension while I train you how to use a single tail. You�ve only used a
flogger in the past correct?� he affirmed. Goten nodded slowly, his nervousness
at this topic quite obvious. The prince smirked at the boy�s discomfort. �Don�t
worry boy�it�s not as bad as you think�and I won�t let you hit my son until
you�ve practiced enough on Goku.�

The black-haired demi eeped, �Practicing
on my father isn�t much better!� he pointed out, shaking his head, �Do we
really want our pets to be marked before we head over to the club?� he asked,
rubbing the back of his hair.
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The dark prince sighed, �Don�t
worry about it Goten. The setting on Goku�s collar can be adjusted to a higher
one which allows more ki protection so that he�ll only be welted, not cut by
the bull whip. Anyway, it is always good for other club people to see a marked
submissive, it reminds them to keep their filthy hands off whatever is not
their property.� Goten nodded slowly in understanding then looked around,
suddenly realizing Trunks had not yet returned. Vegeta noticed the same thing
but shrugged giving his thoughts as an explanation. �They�re probably both
still cleaning up. Waffle batter is notoriously hard to get off.�

Deciding to see what both Trunks
and Goku were up to, the duo of masters entered the kitchen, peering through
the doorway at the scene before them. It was�surprisingly innocent. Goku
scrubbed while Trunks rinsed then dried, stacking them on the counter to be put
away at a later time since he didn�t know the layout of the kitchen. Grinning
to see the two pets at work, Vegeta moved in, nosing Goku�s claim-mark from
behind. �You going to behave today?� he whispered to the tense man before him,
voice sounding forgiving. The younger full-blood let out a held breath and
nodded enthusiastically. The prince grinned. �Good then�join us in the living
room when you two are done.� He ordered before exiting, Goten hot on his heels.

The suspension brackets Vegeta had
been installing just before the boys� arrival were �crooked� according to the
prince, but would work fine for what he had planned. Grabbing the spare ropes
and panic clips from the nearby closet, he began stringing up the
wrist-suspension cuffs, attaching them to the clips at a height which would be
approximately two feet above Goku�s head height. Eyeing them critically he
turns to Goten. �Did you see what I did?� he asks, the boy nodded hesitantly,
�Okay�judge the length of suspension cord you�ll need to do the same for
Trunks, then tie the ropes accordingly and use the panic clips for the actual
connection between the rope and the cuffs.�

Goten grinned as he worked since he
had always liked simply tying Trunks up. It was a cheap-enough bondage tool and
a simple coil of rope couwithwith a little creative thinking, be explained away
as an innocent thing to have stuffed under his bed! The black-haired demi
grinned, remembering the time his mother had caught Gohan with the riding crop
and bit-gag. Apparently his big brother had fantasies of becoming a champion
jockey�and had simply bought those things to �further his dream�. Chichi had
gone all starry-eyed and ranted off about how great her eldest son was. Yeah
right�the only fantasies Gohan had lvinlving a riding crop and bit gag was
using them on his poor pony-boy namek. Not that Chichi could have dealt with
knowing THAT particular bit of trivia.

Finished with his knots, Goten
looked to Vegeta for approval. The prince nodded, �That�ll do fine.� He said,
tugging on the panic clip to test it, the cuffs dropping off immediately.
�Excellent. Lets go fetch our pets.� He said, reattaching the restraints before
heading towards the kitchen, Goten following anxiously behind. He was NOT
looking forward to maiming his father with the single tail, and he had no doubt
that he would�.he never had had the best aim when it came to anything but
ki-blasts.

~~

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