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Sculpted
In Gold

By
Lady Valtaya

Vegeta
prowled the circular halls of Frieza's ship silently. It was his birthday. He
growled audibly at the thought and yet didn't hesitate to enter the throne room
when the doors opened before him. He forced himself to move with dignity and
pride, even though he knew that this would only be yet another opportunity for
Frieza to humiliate him in some way.

So
far, Vegeta's more memorable birthday gifts from Frieza included a small jar
carved out of diamond containing space dust from his long destroyed planet�
when he was six. The medallion his father always wore around his neck, the
jewel in the center was crushed, two years ago, yet he had kept the now
worthless trinket anyway. Then there was last year. He had walked into this
very room and found a larger than life size statue of his father, the features
almost unrecognizable, yet below the pedestal was without a scratch as it
proudly displayed his father's name. Vegeta had vaporized it instantly, and
Frieza had nearly killed him even before he could blink�

" Welcome Prince Vegeta. " Frieza purred, his garnet eyes malevolent and cold. He rose from
his throne and gestured grandly around the room. " I
do hope you'll mind your manners a little better at your party this year than
you did last year, though. "

" You really didn't need to go to all of this trouble
just for me, you know. I am already two hours behind schedule, Lord Frieza.
"

" Nonsense. It's no trouble, and while I do love
punctuality in a monkey, I must insist on giving you a little bit of a break.
Your schedule is more than 4 months ahead of where you really need to be,
Vegeta� You Saiyans are my most profitable team. "

Vegeta
snorted. " Maybe if some of the other soldiers spent a little less time
drinking, gambling and womanizing maybe my team
wouldn't have to be the one that saves the entire profit margin, every quarter.
"

The
Ice-Jin laughed. " Very well said Vegeta. Remind
me to use that little hint on Captain Ginyue the next time he asks for an
advance on his paycheck� On the other hand, you really have been working much
too hard. Which is why I've decided to give you a special
birthday present this year. Dodoria, bring them in.
"

Vegeta
didn't need more than a glance to determine that the slave girls who were lead
in were either specially bred concubines who looked alluring and hopeful or
captured females from long destroyed planets, too abused and frightened to try
objecting anymore as their bodies were used over and over by the soldiers who
had taken and destroyed their planets� Vegeta had been just about to make
Frieza very angry by again refusing his gift, when the doors on the opposite
end of the throne room were thrown open, and Zarbon came sauntering in with a
tiny female slung over his shoulder that was squealing with rage. " Sorry to interrupt, Lord Frieza. But here is the
Princess. "

" How dare you! My mother will hear about this,
Zarbon. You will put me down at once! " The
female prisoner had no hope of escaping Zarbon's hold, yet refused to hold
still, and with that long mane of golden hair it was impossible to get a good
look at her. All he could say for sure, was she had a delicate body, that was
sensually curved in all the right places, with warm golden skin hugged by a
long white silk dress. As Zarbon reached the dais of Frieza's throne, he
promptly dumped her on the floor and she got up with surprising grace and
speed. Tossing her incredibly long mane of curls over her shoulders, she at
last revealed her face.

Her
small, perfectly placed features and delicate bone structure were as clearly
evident as her anger; the beauty could be no more than his age, 18, and her
silver eyes burned with fire. She was breathtaking. It was the only word Vegeta
could think of that truly fit her. She had the face of
an angel and the body of an athlete. Adding in her coloration and Vegeta was
sure he had never seen a more beautiful creature of any species. Gasps and
murmurs from the rest of the room said that he wasn't the only admirer the
spirited little female had won since her rather ungraceful entry, either.

For
a moment she glared around the room, and then glanced at Frieza. " Do your warriors always stand around looking stupid
when they aren't butchering things? Or have Zarbon and I interrupted something?
"

" Not at all, Princess. " Frieza purred, and
Vegeta turned to glance at him, he recognized that particular tone� it was mocking
yet congratulatory at the same time. The Saiyan Prince noticed the tyrant was
watching his tail and growled at himself for being distracted by the luscious
little female standing next to him. He wrapped his tail back around his waist
and managed to keep it there, but he knew it was already too late. Frieza had
already seen what he wanted to know, apparently.

She
had moved closer, and was now standing right next to him. Her skin smelled
lightly of strawberry and roses, and yet somehow it suited her� " You are just in time. We were about to find out which
of those lovely young ladies Prince Vegeta was interested in, but I think he
already has a more intriguing prospect in mind. "

" What? " the girl whispered, suddenly realizing
all eyes were locked on her, and she turned very pale, " You can't be
serious. "

Frieza
chuckled coldly. " You have dared to disobey me
for the last time. When I tell you not to use your magic, and not the play
games with the soldiers who serve me� I expect you to listen to me. "

" But I haven't done anything wrong. "

Frieza
watched her in silence, and while the malicious grin that replaced it was
particularly cruel, Vegeta knew he had seen the tyrant's expression soften, if
for only an instant. " To you magic is natural
and something you were born with... but I have still forbidden you to practice
it while you are visiting your mother. As for my men, you also know to stay
away from them, Princess. Just being female, flirting is also natural to you,
but there is a reason I don't want you near them. You see, young ladies who
don't behave like ladies won't be treated like ladies for very long among my
soldiers. Intelligence and self-control are not virtues shared by most of my
fighters. Since you seem so insatiably curious about the opposite sex, perhaps
I ought to allow you to find out for yourself what you seem to think you are
missing out on. " Several dozen men were laughing
and rudely volunteering to initiate her, but Frieza ignored them, continuing
instead to stare at Vegeta. " I do hope you enjoy your little present,
Vegeta, but I don't want to find out tomorrow morning that you broke this one.
"

Vegeta
glared at the Ice-Jin, but didn't get a chance to say anything, over the
cheering, whistling and catcalls, and he han hands grab him, but he didn't get
a chance to fight them off, because as he was being carried out, along with his
"birthday present", Frieza spoke directly into his mind. " If you can keep her out of trouble, I may even let
you keep her. You can thank me later. "

Before
either of them could enter a protest, they were being thrown into a room with
the doors locked behind them, amid still more taunts and catcalls.

" Great. " Vegeta growled. He didn't look at her
as he walked over and sat on the large bed in the room, which incidentally, was
also the only furniture in the room.

The
beautiful girl drew her arms around her shoulders and sighed, staring at the
floor. "What did I do to make Frieza mad at me this time?
"

" What do you mean, this time? "

" I'm just bored here! I hate it when I have to come
and stay with Frieza! But why did he pick you to give me to? "

" Today is my birthday. " He growled.

" Really? How old are you. "

" Eighteen and why does it matter? "

" I just thought we could talk� I mean; I don't see
anything else to do in this room! " She snapped,
then she looked up around the room, and gasped. The walls were revolting.
Hundreds of pictures of couples and groups of several couples engaging in every
imaginable sexual position decorated the walls from floor to ceiling and the
ceiling itself, was a mirror. She shuddered and looked at the floor.

" Oh don't you? " He snorted.

" This is all your fault! At least I wasn't staring at
you like starving animal looking at a piece of meat. "
She snapped, thrusting her nose in the air. " I refuse to be used
as a whore. "

He
chuckled in spite of himself, unable to deny that he was still enjoying
watching her. That pose exposed her sleek, graceful neck and he found himself
started to purr. " I am many things, Princess
but a rapist will never be one of them. But regardless, I don't have time for
this at the moment. I have work to do. "

" How can they do this to me? I'm a princess! I'm not
some stupid slave! I refuse to loose my virginity to someone I don't even know!
" She shouted at the door, and heard a lot of
laughter on the other side. He laughed too and she glared at him. " What, monkey boy? Oh, wait a minute; I suppose that
is funny because you're going to tell me that you've done this before? It's ok
to admit it, if you're still a virgin too; you know you can't possibly be any
older than I am. "

" Of course I've done this before. " He smirked,
and she rolled her eyes. " I tend to stay busy
training and working, but occasionally I still find time to entertain a few
bedmates. I prefer females that are free to come and go as they please� but
maybe I could make an exception in your case, princess. "

" My name is Shannelle, damn it! " She
growled and her silver eyes flickered dangerously. He got up and came toward
her, and suddenly she knew she should back away, but at the same time, he was
attractive. There were butterflies in her stomach. His sharp, aristocratic
features were beautiful, and he was even about her height, if it wasn't for the
flame of black hair. His eyes were so dark, and yet there was fire in them,
together the effect was mesmerizing. He was very muscular and powerfully built
for as young as he was. She saw his tail unwind itself from his waist again and
wondered if it was as soft as it looked. " So�
w-who and what are you? "

" I am Vegeta. " There was an
arrogance in his tone that made her want to slap him, but at the same
time, at least he hadn't simply thrown her on the bed and� she squeezed her
eyes shut at the direction that thought was taking. "
The prince of all Saiyans and what are you? "

Her
eyes opened, as she realized he had moved away from her. "
I am an Elf, specifically a Gold Elf, the rarest of my kind. "

" You are very beautiful. " He told her, his
obsidian eyes emotionless, and yet she could feel little shivers running
through her body at the hint of purring in his seductive tone, and the
butterflies in her stomach were really starting to go crazy.

" Thank you. " She smiled at him, and he couldn't
help finding her even more beautiful� " I believe
you. "

" What? "

" Yes, " She whispered, smiling just slightly.
" I think you have done this before. " Her
shimmering eyes shifted to pewter as her eyelids slowly drifted lower. Her
expression was sultry and inviting. " Because
when you do that purring thing, I want to do things with you that I haven't
even considered doing with anyone else. I know I shouldn't, but I think I want
you. "

" It really isn't proper for a princess to say things
like that. "eta eta purred, " but I think
that's why you said it, Shani. "

She
giggled, " I can't help it, I'm bored. Frieza
never wants me to have any fun. But, since you haven't hurt me, I don't think
you will. So, why shouldn't both of us enjoy it? "

He
chuckled, but didn't say anything, choosing instead to kiss her. Warm, and
light his lips were soft and felt delightful against hers. The kiss was gentle,
building slowly in intensity as he let her taste him. Shani hadn't ever been
kissed before and she had to admit, she was enjoying it immensely. And the
butterflies in her stomach seemed to like it too. This became especially clear
when she kissed him back and he slipped his tongue into her mouth, exploring
her, tasting her. The butterflies seemed to move lower then, and she could feel
her skin getting warmer, and there was even more heat building between her
legs.

He
put his arms around her, letting his fingers stroke her back, almost
soothingly, as if he were wondering when she would change her mind. She giggled
knowing if he kept this up, she would let him do
anything he wanted with her. Their kisses grew deeper, and he seemed to sense
that her sense of balance was suddenly leaving her. Heitioitioned her carefully
on the bed, arranging himself on top of her, but carefully, so he wouldn't hurt
her.

The
princess felt all kinds of new sensations as his kisses continued scandalizing
her lips, but he was also starting to touch her body with his hands too. She
moaned softly when he moved his hand up her thigh, raising the hem of her gown
gently. When his hand finally brushed against her bare leg, she shuddered. The
slight contact seemed to make the heat between her thighs almost unbearable.
She moaned in disappointment when his lips left hers, but it proved only
momentary, for when he began to kiss her neck, her whole body shivered with
pleasure.

She
nestled herself into the sheets, arching her back as he lazily nibbled her
delicately pointed ears and then drifting down her neck. She felt warm and
aroused all over, and she began to squirm, not really sure of what she wanted,
but understanding instinctively that she needed more. She wrapped her arms
around him tightly, her fingers playing in his hair. He started to purr again,
and she arched her back even more, asking him not to stop. The princess felt
him raise his body away from hers for a moment, but before she could ask what
was wrong, her dress was torn down the middle and she gasped, but he kissed her
again, on the lips and this time, she could feel the hard surface of his armor
against her nipples and she sighed softly. She touched his shoulders,
and his back curiously, wondering how to get the armor off and how much more he
would make her want him before he did anything else.

He
pulled the armor off pretty easily, his shirt soon followed, then his boots and
she was starting to get a little nervous. Not wanting to watch anymore, it was
as if her body had a mind of its own, for she grabbed the sheets, but before
she could scramble under them, his arms folded around her waist, easily drawing
her against his chest from behind. He was naked, she could feel his skin
against her and she moaned softly, when he kissed her ear. "
You'll have to be faster than that, Princess. "

He
had left her panties on. He calmly slipped his fingers up to her breasts,
letting her get used to his touch. He was being very careful with her; she
could feel that he was incredibly strong, yet he barely touched her at all. She
moaned, rolling her head back against his shoulder, she let him continue his
nibbling, loosing herself in the way he was playing with her body. Her nipples
were feeling almost painfully sensitive, by the time one of his hands moved
lower. He blew gently across her neck and she shivered, her thighs parted for
him even before he had his hand down her panties. She held her breath,
wondering how much longer he would be able to be gentle with her.

She
felt him graze the delicate mound of her sex with his fingers and bit her lip
to keep herself from crying out. She was so wet, and his hand was very
controlled, it was getting hard to keep herself
balanced on her knees. He purred soothingly against her neck, nipping her ear
playfully. He parted the silken folds gently. He found the bud of her sex
easily and began stroking it slowly. Her movements and the way she was moaning
started to get more frantic, despite her attempts to control them. He nuzzled
her, purring, and let her try to remove his hand from her panties. Vegeta
chuckled.

She
moaned, still squirming. He slipped a finger inside of her, making her buck her
hips, biting back another moan and he smirked. After she figured out that she
couldn't stop him, and after she let herself admit she liked the way he was
touching her, she found herself wanting more. She started to move her hips with
his hand and found that the sensations only got better. She felt as if she
could do this for days; let him do anything he wanted to with her body. He put
another finger into her, and began moving them deeper. She gasped sharply when
she felt the muscles deep within her body suddenly begin to contract. He didn't
stop though, and she could only writhe helplessly as she felt something soft
and delightfully warm move to enter her slowly, he nipped the back of her neck,
as his tail began to thrust into her slowly, replacing his fingers.

Shani
was expecting it to hurt, when he was all the way in, but the amount of searing
pain that lanced through her still surprised her. He had been careful, she knew
that, but she had still cried out. She closed her eyes, feeling guilty, and
glad that he had stopped without her asking him to, she certainly hadn't
expected him to. The next time she let herself look
around and feel anything, she was lying on her back, and he was only partially
on top of her. He leaned down and kissed her, the subtle movement told her that
he had withdrawn, and yet she was still very wet.

She
kissed him back, spreading her legs wide. This time she felt something smooth
and very hard graze the entrance to her sex. She arched her back, baring her
throat; instinctively knowing it would tell him she was ready for more. She
moaned as he entered her, her arms wrapped tightly around him. He paused,
looking into her eyes. She smiled, and kissed him passionately.

His
first few thrusts, she took quietly, as she tried to get used to the size of
him, then almost without warning he started to thrust harder and she started to
moan, writhing against him. It was incredible, as good as he had been with his
hands, this was much better. He kissed her again, as if to silence her cries of
pleasure, but then he started nibbling at her neck and he purred when she
called out his name.

He
was tireless, his body was magnificent, drenched in sweat and the way he was
making her feel it was incredible. She ran her tongue down his neck, holding on
tightly as he continued to take her. Her own body was also slick with sweat,
and yet she didn't feel at all tired. He captured her lips in another kiss and
she returned it hungrily, wanting to thank him for being so careful and giving
her so much incredible pleasure when it was actually his birthday�

Then
all at once, she felt her inner muscles gathering toward another climax. She
whimpered a little as she tried to control it, wondering what he was going to
do to her this time, but as if he could read her mind, he nuzzled her with his
nose playfully. " Don't fight it. " He
purred. " Just let it go. " Almost
hesitantly, she obeyed, deciding to trust him again.

This
time, the wild surges of pleasure didn't seem to stop, she cried out
helplessly, moaning his name over and over. Dazed and breathless, she didn't
remember stopping, or that she had just lost her virginity to a complete
stranger, and enjoyed it immensely. Nor did she realize that he had bitten her
on the neck, sometime during their passionate lovemaking. All she really knew
was she felt truly safe for the first time in her life, while she was drifting
off to sleep in the warmth of his embrace.

My
favorite Frieza line from any of my stories was definitely one of the ones in
here� " � I do love punctuality in a monkey� "

I'm
quite proud of that, actually. LOL!! But, I suppose when you hug trees, it
probably doesn't take much to amuse ya, huh? Ok� I'll shut up now. Please
review!!!!!
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