Dragonball Extreme

\"Your son is a beautiful creature,\" the being in front of him stated. Zarbon shuddered as cold, white hands and dark nails slid smoothly over his green hair. \"You can be assured that he\'ll get the best training in my army; I can see that he has the potential for greatness in him.\"
Zarbon\'s father looked down at the boy and then at the being standing before him. \"Thank you, Lord Freeza,\" he said. \"I\'m sure my son and I are both honored by your attentions; you know I want only greatness for my son - the royal family of this planet demands no less.\"

Freeza chuckled. \"Indeed, I can see that, Your Highness,\" he replied. Zarbon heard an ever so slight tinge of sarcasm in Freeza\'s voice. \"The beauty and wealth that surrounds this palace is unrivaled; and your son\'s strength gives him the potential to be ever so much more. I\'m glad you agreed to let me take him with me.\"

Zarbon\'s father smiled, but the boy saw the smile waver ever so slightly as he spoke. \"I\'ll get him ready and have him brought to your ship right away, Lord Freeza.\"

Freeza just nodded and smiled down at the blue-skinned boy before him. Zarbon shuddered from the coldness he saw in the warlord\'s eyes and looked away. He watched as the being turned and walked away with a cold arrogance that only he could manage.

When Freeza was safely out of earshot, Zarbon\'s father turned to him. \"Come along, son, I must get you ready. I don\'t want Lord Freeza angry with us.\"

\"Father, I don\'t want to go with him!\" Zarbon proclaimed. \"He\'s disgusting and cold; I don\'t like the way he touched me either.\"

Zarbon\'s father smiled sadly. \"I know, son. But what I told Freeza was true; I want only greatness for you - and you can\'t become great if you are dead. As long as Freeza has taken a liking to you, you have a chance to live; and as you live, you have a chance to become something great, not just another nameless prince that Freeza destroyed on his conquest of the galaxy.\"

\"I\'ll stay here and protect our planet!\" Zarbon exclaimed. \"I\'m the strongest person in the world! I can take on anything that attacks us.\"

The blue-skinned king heaved a heavy sigh. He ran his fingers through his long mane of green hair and stared down at his young son. \"Yes, you are strong Zarbon, the strongest being on this planet and probably in our galaxy - save for one person. That person is Lord Freeza. He\'s stronger than you could ever imagine being Zarbon; it\'s foolish to think that you\'ll ever be stronger than him. Put such nonsense out of your mind now - it will only get you killed.\" He took his son by the hand. \"Now, let\'s get you ready to go; I want to make sure you have everything you need. I highly doubt that Freeza\'s ship carries everything to keep the men properly groomed and maintained.\"

It wasn\'t long after that Zarbon found himself staring out a window on one of Freeza\'s ships, waving sadly to his father. Freeza came up behind him and set a cold hand on his shoulder. \"Are you ready to become a great warrior?\" the creature asked.

Zarbon swallowed a shudder that he felt rising. \"Yes, sire, I am,\" he said. \"I will do my best to please you.\"

Freeza grinned widely, a true ear-to-ear smile that frightened Zarbon more than he\'d ever been frightened before. He wished he knew what was going through the conqueror\'s head as he smiled down on the boy and said, \"You don\'t know how glad I am to hear that.\"

***

Zarbon bolted awake from the dream, as if to escape what he knew was coming next. Sweat poured down from his face as he grasped for the covers that had been tossed aside when he sat up. He pulled the warm, comforting material around his body; he inhaled and exhaled deeply several times to try to calm his nerves. \"Why is it coming back now?\" he wondered. Was it because of that boy Freeza brought aboard the ship? That little Prince of Vegeta that reminded himself so much of his own past? He closed his eyes momentarily, trying to shake the vision from the nightmare out of his head.

\"Zarbon!\" Freeza\'s sharp, cold voice cut into his thoughts, shocking him back into reality. \"Meet me downstairs; I want you to see to Vegeta\'s training routine; Dodoria\'s screwed up again and cost me several of my men; the fool underestimated young Prince Vegeta\'s power.\"

Zarbon fought the urge to dive under the covers at the sound of Freeza\'s voice. \"Get a grip on yourself, Zarbon,\" he silently admonished. \"You haven\'t trembled in front of Lord Freeza in over ten years and you\'re not about to now.\" He stared up at the panel on his wall. \"Yes, Lord Freeza,\" he replied. \"I\'ll be there immediately.\"

***

Zarbon opened the door of the training room to find a sneering young saiya-jin prince standing amidst scattered dead bodies; some of Freeza\'s more important men. He looked about the room with a critical eye. \"It\'s going to be hard to do much better than this,\" he muttered to himself. \"Dodoria should have been more careful; the idiot\'s getting lazy.\"

Vegeta tapped his foot impatiently. \"Well, have you got someone better for me to fight, or are you too scared by my power to do anything at all?\" he said.

Zarbon sighed. The boy was not only strong, he was rude and disrespectful on top of it. That was going to have to stop or he\'d end up getting hurt. \"I\'m hardly afraid of you, Vegeta,\" he said. He clicked on his scouter and let the numbers ring up to Vegeta\'s power level. \"You see that number, boy? That\'s your fighting level.\" He walked over to a wall panel and opened it, revealing a row of unused scouters. He tossed one to Vegeta. \"Take a look at my power, boy. You\'ll see what I mean.\"

Vegeta caught the scouter. \"Hmpf!\" He snorted as he clipped the scouter over his ear and peered through the lens. He tapped the button on the side and let the numbers flip up to Zarbon\'s level. He scowled at the reading when the numbers stopped.

Zarbon smiled with satisfaction. \"You see, boy, I have nothing to worry about; you\'re nothing more than another trainee I need to whip into shape.\"

\"Big talk,\" Vegeta said. \"But I don\'t see any action. Half of these men claimed to be as strong as you or Dodoria, but I don\'t see them talking up their power now.\"

\"Then I guess I\'ll just have to show you,\" Zarbon replied. In an instant he was across the room and behind the saiya-jin prince, his foot already extended to land a blow on Vegeta\'s back.

Vegeta saw it coming, however, and dropped to the ground just in time to avoid the blow. He swung his feet around to sweep Zarbon\'s legs out from under him, but Zarbon\'s feet were already off the ground.

\"You saiya-jin are so predictable!\" he laughed. He landed in front of Vegeta facing away from the boy. \"I don\'t suppose you\'re so low as to shoot me in the back, are you?\" he taunted.

Vegeta growled and threw a ki blast, grazing Zarbon\'s ear. He ricocheted it off the wall and it crashed into Zarbon\'s chest. \"Of course not; it\'s much more fun to let your opponent see their death.\" he called through the smoke.

However, as the smoke cleared, Zarbon stood unmoved. The green-haired warrior turned to face Vegeta, and brushed some of the charred bits of armor off of his chest. \"Now that wasn\'t very productive, Vegeta,\" he said. \"I\'m still standing, and you\'ve managed to destroy another piece of equipment; now this armor will have to be replaced. You should have taken the shot from behind me and struck me when the back of my neck was exposed.\" He leaped into the air and came down as if to kick Vegeta from above. At the last second, he dropped the stance and fell behind the young prince, grabbing at the brown tail that was twitching in irritation. He squeezed the tender appendage, knowing full well the pain it would cause the saiya-jin prince.

Vegeta squeezed his eyes shut to will away the pain, then suddenly realized his mistake. Before he could open his eyes again, he felt the side of Zarbon\'s hand come down on the back of his neck. He slumped to the ground, using every bit of energy to stay conscious.

Zarbon stood above Vegeta, looking down at the fallen prince. \"Those men may have had the same power as me,\" he said. \"There is no way to tell, now. I guarantee that they haven\'t had the training I\'ve had. This time it was your turn to underestimate your opponent; if you know what\'s good for you, you won\'t do it again.\" He turned toward the door. \"I\'ll find someone who\'s less of a challenge for you to train with for now; you\'ll be of no use to Lord Freeza if you\'re dead.\"

Vegeta gritted his teeth. \"No!\" he shouted. He struggled to his feet. \"I survived this round; you won\'t get any lucky hits in next time.\"

Zarbon shook his head and laughed. The boy certainly was a glutton for punishment.

***

Zarbon stepped out of the training room, followed closely by Vegeta. He mopped a bit of sweat off of his brow and looked back at the boy he\'d been training; Vegeta was dead on his feet, he could tell, but the Prince wasn\'t going to let it show in the least. He was surprised; he\'d never expected the boy to give him that much of a workout.

\"When is the next time I can use the training room?\" Vegeta demanded.

\"Vegeta, you just walked out of there. Is that all you think about?\" Zarbon asked.

\"Yes!\" Vegeta snapped. \"That\'s why I\'m here, to get better training than I could get on my home planet.\"

Zarbon sighed. \"I hardly think that\'s why your here,\" he muttered. \"You\'d be dead if Freeza hadn\'t taken a liking to you.\"

\"What did you say?\" Vegeta demanded. His sensitive saiya-jin ears had picked up every word, but he wanted to make Zarbon say it out loud; it would give him a good reason to kill the jerk.

Zarbon spun around. He\'d had about enough of Vegeta\'s flippant attitude. \"I said you\'d be dead if Freeza hadn\'t taken a liking to you - remember that, monkey. All Freeza has to do is say the word and I or Dodoria will be glad to kill you.\"

\"Hmpf. So Freeza won\'t even do his own dirty work, eh? That must be why he keeps brainless lackeys like you around; he needed someone with less brain power than he has.\"

Zarbon grabbed Vegeta by the collar of his shirt and hoisted him off the ground. \"Listen here, you little ape -\" he began. He was interrupted by one of Freeza\'s messengers; he didn\'t mind the intervention, however; it saved him from spilling the secret about the saiya-jin home world that Freeza had made him swear silence to.

\"Ah, pardon me, Prince Zarbon,\" the messenger said. \"Lord Freeza asked for you to come to his rooms; he asked that you bring young Prince Vegeta with you.\"

\"All right,\" Zarbon replied. \"You needn\'t take a reply; we\'ll go there immediately.\"

The messenger bowed and quickly left.

Vegeta thought he\'d seen a bit of a crimson hue to the man\'s cheeks, but he couldn\'t be sure. He raised an eyebrow and looked critically at Zarbon. \"Prince Zarbon?\" he questioned.

\"Yes, Vegeta, I am a prince just like you. You won\'t hear Lord Freeza speak of it, as only the lower-class men refer to me as such. No planet to rule means no royal title.\"

Vegeta clamped his mouth shut and stared at the floor ahead of them as he and Zarbon walked to Freeza\'s rooms. He knew full well that his planet was gone, but he was not about to give up his birthright. He wondered what kind of a prince Zarbon could be if he\'d given up on his own birthright so easily.

Zarbon opened the main door to Freeza\'s chamber. Freeza was sitting in a chair with his back turned to them, gazing out a window at the black night sky around the planet they\'d been currently residing on. \"You summoned us, Lord Freeza?\" he asked.

\"Hmm,\" Freeza said. \"I noted the workout you gave Vegeta today,\" he said. \"I thought both of you could use a little break and a pleasant night. Would you like that, Zarbon?\"

Zarbon cast his eyes on the floor and swallowed hard. He knew what the tone in Freeza\'s voice meant. \"Yes, My Lord,\" he replied.

\"Excellent,\" Freeza said smoothly. \"Why don\'t you and Vegeta freshen up? You know where the bath is, Zarbon; and show Vegeta to some clean clothes while you\'re in there.\"

\"Yes, My Lord,\" Zarbon replied again.

Vegeta sent a confused glance between Zarbon and the warlord who still sat with his back turned to them. He sensed that something was amiss, but he couldn\'t tell what it was.

Zarbon motioned for Vegeta to follow him into one of the side chambers. He walked in and flipped on a light switch; Vegeta saw that it was a spacious bath, glistening of white and crystal. A large, round bathtub took up the whole back of the room, and it already appeared to be full of warm, soapy water.

\"Go on, Vegeta, do as the master says and get cleaned up,\" Zarbon said. He gestured toward the tub, indicating that Vegeta was to get in.

Vegeta snorted. He didn\'t care for how Zarbon referred to Freeza as \"the master\" and he was starting to feel uneasy with the situation he found himself in. However, he didn\'t want to cause a fight in Freeza\'s personal chambers; his father had warned him against such behavior just before he\'d left. He quickly tossed his clothes on the floor and got into the bathtub; he promptly submerged himself to his nose and sulked, carefully watching Zarbon at the same time.

Zarbon watched Vegeta in a mirror as he rummaged through drawers looking for something. \"Come now, Vegeta, don\'t act like a spoiled brat; a bath isn\'t going to kill you, and Lord Freeza will want you looking and smelling presentable.\"

Vegeta snorted, blowing sudsy soap away from his face. He submerged himself entirely and quickly scrubbed some of the soap through his hair, then came back up out of the water and shook his hair out. As he looked over toward Zarbon, he could see that the green-haired man had found a stiff-bristled brush and was in the process of undoing his braid and brushing his hair. Vegeta\'s curiosity got the better of him. \"Why are you doing that?\" he demanded. \"Why didn\'t you just leave it alone and save yourself the effort? You\'re going to end up putting it back in the braid again aren\'t you?\"

Zarbon put the brush down and gave his head one last shake, making sure that the hair was flowing loosely and smoothly. He discarded his clothes and stepped into the bath next to Vegeta. \"You have a lot to learn, Vegeta,\" he said. \"It\'s called good grooming; I can\'t wash my hair thoroughly if it\n thn the braid. Lord Freeza likes his men to be presentable.\" Zarbon laid back and submerged himself, soaking completely in the soapy water. After a moment, he sat up, letting the water drip out of his hair and off of his skin, rather than shaking off as Vegeta had. He reached to the edge of the tub and found a pastel-colored bottle; he squeezed some of the contents onto his head, and soon had his hair lathered in flowery-smelling soap. As he rinsed the soap out of his hair, he looked Vegeta over with a critical eye. Without a word, he grabbed the shampoo and startn onn on Vegeta\'s hair.

Vegeta struggled away from him. \"What are you doing?\" he shouted. \"I don\'t want to smell like some kind of flowering plant!\"

Zarbon fought him to a stand-still, and finally had the young prince pinned so that he could finish scrubbing the boy\'s hair. He then took Vegeta\'s tail in his hand and proceeded to roughly scrub it as well.

Vegeta winced and growled. \"Stop that!\" he commanded. He didn\'t have the energy to shout. \"I don\'t want you touching my tail!\"

Zarbon ignored him and finished soaping the tail. He then released it and let Vegeta swish it in the water, rinsing it clean and relieving his discomfort at the same time.

\"Just how sensitive is you tail?\" Zarbon asked.

\"Sensitive enough,\" Vegeta shot back.

Zarbon frowned. Things weren\'t going to go well for Vegeta that night if Freeza realized that, he thought. Zarbon tried to put the thought out of his mind. \"Well, you should be clean enough, now,\" he said. Let\'s get you dressed. He stepped out of the tub while he spoke and pulled Vegeta along with him. He threw a towel over the boy\'s head and wrapped one around his own waist. He sat before the mirror and dried his hair while Vegeta dried off.

Vegeta tossed his towel on the floor and glanced around the room. He found a door that looked like it belonged to a closet and opened it. Several shelves were inside, some stacked with towels, some with bottles and boxes of different liquids, some with what looked like scraps of cloth, some with innumerable odd items that Vegeta didn\'t even have a name for. He glanced around the room, but didn\'t see anything else that looked like it would house clothing. \"Where are those clothes you\'re supposed to give me?\" he asked.

Zarbon glanced at him in the mirror, then turned slightly to face him straight on. \"You\'re looking at them,\" he said.

Vegeta stared dumbfounded into the closet. He still didn\'t see anything that resembled clothing.

Zarbon finished drying his hair and quickly plaited it into a smooth braid. He got up and walked over to stand behind Vegeta, and reached down and grabbed some of the small pieces of cloth. He sorted them into two sets and thrust one at Vegeta. \"Here,\" he said. \"Put these on.\"

\"You\'ve got to be joking!\" Vegeta exclaimed. He looked at each item individually; on closer inspection they did appear to fit a body, but they were exceptionally small and didn\'t look like any kind of clothes he\'d ever seen before.

Zarbon didn\'t respond, he just turned away and started putting his own set of clothes on. Vegeta watched as the skimpy material stretched to fit every curve and every muscle of Zarbon\'s body. The material was fine, flawless white and shimmered ever so slightly in the bright lights of the bathroom, perfectly accenting the color of Zarbon\'s hair and skin.

Vegeta\'s own clothes were midnight blue and no less diminutive than Zarbon\'s. He became nervous as he pulled the clothes on; he didn\'t like these strange circumstances, and he could sense that Zarbon\'s mental state was taking a turn for the worse. Whatever all this strangeness meant, it seemed to mean that it wouldn\'t be very pleasant for them.

Zarbon was rummaging through drawers again, this time he pulled out two sets of wrist shackles and two collars, all made out of a shiny, silvery metal. He put one set on himself, then turned to Vegeta with the other set in his hands.

Vegeta backed away apprehensively. He didn\'t like what was going on at all, and he could feel panic starting to set in.

Zarbon knew the boy would start to fight soon. He quickly cornered Vegeta and snapped the collar and shackles on him before the young prince had a chance to put up much of a fight. He grabbed Vegeta by the collar and forced him to remain still. \"Now listen, and listen well Vegeta,\" he said. \"If you want to make it through this night alive you will do exactly as Lord Freeza says, when he says to do it. Understand?\"

Vegeta blinked. He swallowed hard and nodded; Zarbon could sense the fear building up in the boy.

\"And for Kami\'s sake don\'t break down crying whatever you do.\" Zarbon set the young prince back on his feet and let him steady himself. \"Now, let\'s go before Lord Freeza gets impatient.\"

***

Freeza was sitting at the head of a small table when Vegeta and Zarbon walked back into the main room of Freeza\'s chambers. Set out on the table were three cups of tea and a steaming teapot. If it wasn\'t for the fact that it was Freeza sitting there, the scene would have looked almost cozy.

\"Well, well, Zarbon you\'re looking as beautiful as ever,\" Freeza said. \"I see you\'ve managed to do wonders with Vegeta\'s appearance too; I knew that I could trust you to get him ready properly.\" He gestured toward the table. \"Sit, have some tea. Vegeta, you look far too nervous, why don\'t you relax a bit?\"

Zarbon seated himself on one side of the table, and Vegeta sat opposite him. Zarbon reached for his cup and lifted it to his lips. He noticed that Vegeta wasn\'t making any effort to drink any of the tea, but a quick glare in his direction encouraged the boy to lift his own cup to drink.

Zarbon knew very well that the tea was drugged. Freeza had done it to him numerous times before; he was sure it must be the drug that Freeza used to get him to relax on several occasions. As he drank, however, Zarbon realized something was wrong. He wasn\'t feeling the light feeling or the relaxed muscles that were supposed to come from the drug; instead he was feeling just the opposite. He felt his muscles tightening as if he was flexing every muscle in his body simultaneously.

Vegeta realized it at the same time and dropped the cup he was drinking from, spilling the remaining contents onto the floor.

\"Now look, Vegeta,\" Freeza said calmly, \"you\'ve spilled your tea all over. Be a good boy and clean it up, won\'t you?\"

Vegeta clenched his fist in anger. He didn\'t know why Freeza was doing this to him, but he didn\'t like being treated like a common slave. He grabbed a napkin from the table and started to lean down to the floor, but Freeza intercepted him.

\"With your tongue,\" Freeza said coldly. He took the napkin from Vegeta\'s hand and stood next to the boy\'s chair, tapping his foot expectantly.

Vegeta was outraged. He looked to Zarbon for answers, but the green-skinned man just sat still and looked at his feet. Vegeta glared angrily up at Freeza; this was too much of an outrage to be tolerable.

Freeza sighed. \"Zarbon, fetch the leash won\'t you? Young Vegeta here doesn\'t seem very obedient yet.\"

Zarbon stood quietly and walked into another room. He was back quickly with a long cord of braided leather that had a metal clasp on one end.

Freeza took the leash from him and turned to Vegeta. \"Did Zarbon mention what this collar was for, Vegeta?\" he asked. Vegeta just stared angrily at him, and Freeza leaned over and clipped the leash onto Vegeta\'s collar. \"It\'s for young men who don\'t know how to keep their place.\" He gave a sharp tug on the leash, causing the collar to jerk painfully against Vegeta\'s throat. \"Now, do as I said, Vegeta.\"

Vegeta\'s lips trembled in anger, but he knelt down on the floor. The drug he\'d discovered in the tea was tensing his muscles so badly he didn\'t think he\'d have much control if he tried to fight back right now. Swallowing his pride, Vegeta quickly lapped the spilled tea off the floor then sat back on his haunches.

Freeza smiled down at him. \"Much better,\" he said icily. \"But, I can see that the tea is having the proper effect on you; let us retire to the bedroom.\" He tugged on the leash again, making Vegeta follow behind him as if he were a dog being disciplined. \"Zarbon, follow us.\" he commanded.

Zarbon nodded quickly and followed them into the bedroom.

***

Freeza pushed Vegeta roughly ahead of him and made him trip on the rug next to the bed. Vegeta didn\'t quite catch himself in time, and he ended up on his stomach, sprawled across the blankets.

\"Zarbon,\" Freeza said, \"you\'ve spent some time with Vegeta, why don\'t you start him out?\"

Zarbon jumped a little but quickly recovered. \"As you wish, My Lord,\" he said. He climbed onto the bed next to Vegeta and straddled the boy\'s legs. He hesitated; \"I can\'t do this,\" he thought to himself. \"He\'s too young; he\'s too proud. I can\'t bring myself to do it. But if I don\'t -\" He squeezed his eyes shut, not wanting to think about the consequences of disobeying Freeza\'s wishes.

\"Is there a problem, Zarbon?\" Freeza asked. He raised an eyebrow and looked critically at the blue-skinned man.

Zarbon was breathing hard. \"Ah, no, My Lord,\" he said, \"I just...I\'m not sure how to start this out...I\'ve never been with anyone this young before...I doubt he\'s had sex...I\'m not sure how to get him ready...\" He was grasping at straws, trying to think of anything that would get him out of the situation without getting him severely beaten or killed.

Freeza walked over to the bed. \"I understand, Zarbon,\" he said. \"I forgot for a moment that you really don\'t get around that much like some of my other men. I\'ll handle this.\" He roughly threw Zarbon onto the floor and took his place on top of Vegeta.

Zarbon breathed a small sigh of relief. \"At least I\'m not the one who has to hurt him,\" he thought. He clenched his eyes as he heard Vegeta cry out in anger and agony. He didn\'t have to look; he knew full well what was going on. It had happened to him as a boy, and now it was happening all over again to the little prince. Zarbon tried to block out the room around him, but Vegeta\'s screams, mingled with Freeza\'s sharp voice telling him to be silent and behave himself were almost more than he could bear. He knew it\'d be bad, but he didn\'t think it would be like this; he didn\'t think it\'d be so hard after all the years he\'d taken abuse from Freeza himself.

Vegeta\'s screams suddenly quieted. \"Kami, no,\" Zarbon thought. \"Please don\'t let Freeza have killed him like this, I didn\'t want it to be this way. Why-\" he was panicking and he knew it. Try as he might, however, he couldn\'t get a grip on his emotions. He felt tears run down his face, and he shivered, knowing he was going to suffer for it.

Freeza\'s voice cut into his thoughts, and his eyes shot open. \"Dear Zarbon, are you feeling left out down there?\" Freeza asked. \"Come up and join us; I think young Vegeta needs a change of pace anyway.\"

Zarbon hurried to do his masters bidding, rushing to the bed and slipping in between Vegeta and Freeza. Vegeta was curled in a ball weeping bitterly but silently, and Freeza was reclining lazily against the pillows.

\"Why don\'t you pleasure him for a while, Zarbon?\" Freeza asked. \"The beful ful ones always do respond well to you, and I wouldn\'t mind being the spectator for a while.\"

Zarbon swallowed hard and crawled toward Vegeta. He noted a large amount of blood on Vegeta\'s skin and around him on the bed, and removed his clothing to avoid staining them. He carefully set them on the floor and pressed his body firmly against Vegeta\'s back.

Vegeta shuddered violently at the sensation but did not cry out. He was breathing hard and was obviously hurting and exhausted.

Zarbon smoothed Vegeta\'s hair with his hands, then ran them very gently over the rest of Vegeta\'s body. He knew there was no way of getting out of this one, but he was determined to be as gentle as he could get away with. He pulled Vegeta\'s hips tightly into his lap and rested there for a moment, muttering soothing sounds into Vegeta\'s ear before continuing on and slowly pushing his erection into Vegeta\'s body.

Vegeta gasped and tears ran down his face, but he didn\'t fight it. Zarbon could tell he was giving up. That worried him; Vegeta\'s pride and stubbornness seemed unbreakable earlier; something must be going seriously wrong.

Zarbon noted that Freeza had stepped away from the bed for a moment, and Zarbon took the opportunity to talk to Vegeta. \"What\'s going on?\" he whispered. \"You\'re giving up.\"

Vegeta choked back a sob. \"I don\'t...I don\'t want to die like this,\" he managed to whisper. His voice was hoarse and rough. \"Please don\'t kill me; please don\'t let him kill me.\"

Zarbon closed his eyes. \"Dear Kami,\" he thought. \"No wonder he\'s not fighting. He thinks that all of this torture is leading to his death; he wants to die looking strong, not thrashing in pain.\" Zarbon wiped some of the tears from Vegeta\'s eyes. \"You\'re not going to die, little Prince,\" he whispered. \"This is all part of being one of Freeza\'s favorites; we e hie him and please him. In exchange he lets us live, and live well for the most part.\" Zarbon suddenly heard the click of toenails on the floor, and realized that Freeza had returned. \"Lord Freeza is back,\" he whispered hurriedly. \"I will continue to be gentle with you, but I can\'t guarantee he\'ll do the same.\"

Vegeta nodded his understanding. He braced himself as Zarbon rolled his hips up closer to be able to thrust a little more easily. Both of them could feel Freeza eyeing their every move.

Zarbon felt Freeza\'s hand touch his shoulder, and he looked back to see Freeza reclining on the bed again. Freeza nodded shortly, indicating that Zarbon could leave Vegeta. Zarbon breathed an undetectable sigh of relief and relaxed on the blankets.

\"Let him rest for a while, Zarbon,\" Freeza said. \"You\'ve done well tonight; I think you deserve a little pleasure yourself.\"

\"Thank you, Lord Freeza,\" Zarbon said. He looked down at his feet, his cheeks brightened by a pink hue. He was relieved that Freeza wasn\'t angry with him, and happy that it seemed like he was done with Vegeta for the night. He rolled over onto his stomach, knowing exactly the position Freeza liked him in.

He gasped as Freeza penetrated his body; it happened so often, but Zarbon could never quite get used to the icy feel of Freeza\'s skin, or the way he did something a little different each time. Zarbon thrust backwards, rolling his hips in time with Freeza\'s movements. He could feel Freeza plunging deep inside his body, teasing sensitive areas into shooting waves of both agony and ecstasy through his body. Zarbon groaned and pushed against his master, trying to provide as much pleasure as possible.

Freeza withdrew and rolled Zarbon onto his back. Zarbon looked up questioningly, wondering if he\'d done something wrong. Freeza smiled down at the man and reached to the top of the bed, where two chains were dangling from the headboard. He fastened one onto each of Zarbon\'s wrists and leaned down to whisper in his ear. \"Are you ready for this?\" he asked, his voice coldly teasing.

Zarbon nodded, not finding the right words to express himself. He groaned as Freeza lifted his hips into his lap and entered him again; this time he simultaneously massaged Zarbon\'s stiff erection, his dark nails scraping roughly over the sensitive skin. Zarbon screamed out in both anguish and rapture. \"Lord Freeza!\"

\"Yes, Zarbon,\" Freeza whispered huskily. \"Tell me what you want.\"

\"More,\" Zarbon gasped. \"Please...more.\"

Next to them, Vegeta feigned sleep, but sleep was impossible. He listened as Zarbon moaned with each thrust and said all of the right things to please Freeza. Was this what he had to look forward to in life? He wasn\'t sure he could take it. But then, he reasoned silently, I am the Prince of all Saiya-jin. I can take this. I will take this. Then I will live, and become strong, and one day come back and repay Freeza for all of this.\"

***

Radditz took another swing at Vegeta, only to have it blocked and returned at twice the force by the teenage prince. He knew he didn\'t have a chance of keeping up, but he picked himself up off the floor and tried again anyway. There was no one else who could train him. Even though Vegeta and Nappa were far above his fighting level, he was far above anyone else\'s. It made him both proud and disgusted. And, he realized, a little depressed. On Planet Vegeta there had been plenty of fighters at his level to train with.

Their training was interrupted by a sharp knock on the door. The door opened and Zarbon entered without waiting to be invited in. \"Lord Freeza wants you upstairs, Vegeta,\" he said.

Vegeta stopped in mid-motion and let his arms drop to his sides. For a split-second an emotion akin to fear appeared on his face, then it was gone. \"All right,\" he said. \"I\'ll be there right away.\" He calmly took a towel from one of the shelves in the training room and walked out the door.

As the door slid shut, Nappa looked up from across the room. Radditz could tell that he\'d been napping again, and had only waked when Zarbon entered. The bald saiya-jin sneered in disgust at the door. \"I don\'t get it,\" he said. \"Why does Freeza have to call Vegeta away from training all the time? Can\'t he just send asagesage down here?\"

Radditz stared at Nappa in disbelief for a second, then slapped his forehead and turned away. \"You really are a moron, you know that?\" he muttered.

Nappa stood up, furious at Radditz. \"What did you say?\" he demanded.

\"Don\'t you get it, Nappa? Or have you really not figured it out yet?\" Radditz stared hard at Nappa"Of "Of course you don\'t know; Freeza\'s never taken an interest in you, and you\'re too dense to put two and two together.\"

\"What are you talking about, you insolent little lower-class weakling? Are you saying you know something I don\'t?\" Nappa angrily shook a fist in Radditz\'s direction.

\"Let me word it out for you,\" Radditz said. \"Freeza wants Vegeta in his chambers alone because Vegeta is one of Freeza\'s favorite sex slaves.\" He added emphasis to the last part, hoping to drill it into Nappa\'s thick skull.

Nappa stood dumbfounded for a moment. \"How do you know that?\" he demanded.

Radditz rolled his eyes. \"Please,\" he said. \"Everyone knows that; anyone who\'s halfway good-looking on this ship has been called up to Freeza\'s chambers at least once. Obviously he\'s never called you because you\'re too damned ugly!\" The younger saiya-jin laughed and ran out the door, knowing he\'d do best to avoid the older saiya-jin\'s wrath.

***

Vegeta quietly entered Freeza\'s chambers. He glanced around, but the master of the ship was nowhere to be found. He almost gasped out loud as Zarbon grabbed him by the shoulder.

\"Lord Freeza\'s in a particularly bad mood, so you\'d best get dressed and be ready when he gets here,\" Zarbon quietly warned.

Vegeta nodded, only his tight-lipped frown showing his displeasure at the situation. He ducked into the bathroom and within minutes was back out and dressed.

Zarbon couldn\'t help but admire Vegeta\'s physique. It seemed like only yesterday he was a bratty little kid, and now he was a handsome young man of 17. He could see why Freeza enjoyed Vegeta so much. Zarbon stepped up behind Vegeta and put his hands on the prince\'s shoulders. \"You\'re still tense,\" he said. He rubbed Vegeta\'s shoulders.

\"I\'m always tense,\" Vegeta snapped. He slapped Zarbon\'s hands away from his shoulders.

\"Well you better not be tonight, Vegeta,\" Zarbon snapped back. \"I have a feeling it\'s going to be a bad night as it is.\"

\"Where is Freeza anyway?\" Vegeta demanded.

\"He\'s downstairs giving some screw-up rookies a royal chew out. He told me he wanted you and me ready and waiting when he got up here.\" Zarbon responded. He stalked over to the bed and sat down. \"Now get over here.\"

\"Don\'t even try to order me around, Zarbon,\" Vegeta said. He walked over to the bed nonetheless. \"Freeza is the one who orders me around, not you.\"

\"And if you make Freeza upset I\'ll get to be the one to ring your skinny little monkey neck!\" Zarbon shouted at him.

Vegeta ground his teeth. \"I\'d like to see you try, Zarbon,\" he replied.

Zarbon took a swing at Vegeta, but Vegeta blocked it, knocking Zarbon off the bed and into a bedside table in the process. \"Vegeta, you little ass!\" Zarbon screamed. He dove at Vegeta.

Vegeta leaped up and evaded the attack, but Zarbon was already swinging around to grab him. They wrestled on the bed for a few moments then fell to the floor, still swinging fists and throwing kicks at each other. They lost track of time and paid no attention to their surroundings until the fight was suddenly interrupted by a very loud \"Ahem.\"

Vegeta and Zarbon froze at the sound of his voice. They looked up to see Freeza standing in the doorway, his frame silhouetted by the light from the hall. Even without seeing his facial features, they could tell that he was not pleased.

\"If you two think this is in the least bit funny, I am not in the least amused,\" he said, his voice low and threatening.

Zarbon and Vegeta slowly glanced around them. They stared in horror as they realized the bed was a complete mess, blankets and sheets wrinkled and strewn about, some spilling onto the floor. The bedside table had been knocked over and the ornate lamp that had stood on top of it was smashed against the floor. The antique rug they were currently sitting on had been knocked askew and was scattered with broken glass from who-knows-what bottle. The two of them were bleeding and leaving smears of blood on the floor and walls.

Zarbon bit his lip and swallowed hard. Vegeta just stared at the floor and tried to block everything out of his mind as he saw Freeza walk to a shelf on the wall and pull down a thick cord of leather that was studded with dots of hard shiny metal. Neither of them objected as Freeza laid into their backs with full force.

Zarbon was having a hard time concentrating on anything but his own pain, but he gasped a little as he saw the whip crack against the back of the saiya-jin prince\'s head. Vegeta fell forward, nearly unconscious. His body was ravaged with bruises and blood, much like Zarbon\'s own. He winced as he felt the whip turn once again from Vegeta to him.

The whip suddenly wrapped around his neck, cutting into his skin and stopping the flow of air. Zarbon wondered in a panic if that was what Freeza had in mind; if they\'d broken one too many straws and now they were both done for. He gasped for breath, trying futilely to get air into his lungs.

Freeza pulled him up into a standing position, the cord still wrapped tightly around his neck. His focus was beginning to waver as he looked the warlord in the face.

\"Now,\" Freeza said menacingly. \"I\'m letting you and Vegeta off easily. Get him out of here and don\'t let me see either of your faces until I call for you again.\"

Zarbon nodded and took in lungfuls of air as Freeza released him. He quickly scooped up the saiya-jin prince and stumbled toward the door with him. He didn\'t care who saw them in the condition they were in; he just knew he had to get both him and Vegeta to a recovery tank.

***

Radditz stared angrily at the recovery tank that held the bruised and battered Prince Vegeta in it. \"I should have been up there,\" he muttered.

Nappa looked skeptically at him from across the room. \"And just what would you have done? If Vegeta and Zarbon came out looking like this, there\'s no way you would have survived it.\"

\"It\'s my job to protect the prince, regardless!\" Radditz shouted. \"Just like you\'re supposed to be doing as well! Vegeta is the last one left who can rebuild our race!\"

Nappa snorted. \"Keep dreaming, Radditz. You and I both know the three of us are going to waste away on this rotten little spaceship, doing Freeza\'s dirty work. I say if Vegeta can\'t protect himself, then neither of us are going to be able to do a damned thing either.\"

Radditz turned his back to the other saiya-jin. Not only is Nappa getting more dense, he\'s becoming lazy as well, he thought. He stared at Vegeta again, but his eyes wandered over to the tank that Zarbon was in as well. Whatever had happened must have been terrible, he thought, and even though he wanted to protect his prince, he was glad that he hadn\'t been in the middle of it.

***

Zarbon stood beside Freeza watching the guests file onto Freeza\'s ship. Freeza\'s state party was sure to earn him an even higher reputation in the planet trade, and he knew that Freeza was well aware of that fact.

Freeza watched the guests with a pleased expression on his face. \"The dinner shouldn\'t take long, Zarbon, and I\'m sure that my guests will like some after dinner entertainment. Why don\'t you bring Vegeta and that other monkey, the long haired one...?\" he gestured with his hand searching for a name.

\"Radditz,\" Zarbon supplied.

\"Thank you Zarbon. Yes, Radditz. Bring the two of them up after dinner; and make sure the three of you are properly attired.\"

\"Yes, Lord Freeza,\" Zarbon replied. He bowed and left to notify Vegeta and Radditz.

The guests were just finishing their meal as Zarbon, Vegeta and Radditz approached the main hall. Radditz squirmed a little and tried to pull more of his revealing clothing down over his nearly-bare backside. \"I always did hate these stupid garments,\" he muttered.

\"Do you think I like it any better?\" Vegeta snapped quietly. \"Now be still and be quiet. Freeza\'s going to want our behavior to be perfect tonight.\"

Radditz fell silent and straightened up. After a moment, Zarbon caught his signal from Freeza and led the other two into the main hall.

\"Ah, here they are now,\" Freeza announced.

Vegeta felt like his face was on fire as the three of them were paraded before Freeza\'s guests. He could feel all of their eyes on them and heard murmured comments from around the table.

The three of them stopped at the head of the table next to Freeza. One of Freeza\'s guests spoke.

\"Those three certainly are beautiful, Freeza,\" he said. \"Are any of them for sale?\"

Vegeta stiffened, and Zarbon\'s heart leaped into his throat. Radditz\'s pulse raced at the thought of him or Vegeta being sold.

Freeza chuckled a little. \"No, I\'m afraid not,\" he said, much to the trio\'s relief. \"These three are very rare creatures. Their planets and races are long since gone. Zarbon\'s the last of his kind, and I only have one other saiya-jin besides these two - he\'s not much to look at though.\"

\"That\'s too bad,\" another guest commented.

\"So how long have you had these three?\" the first speaker asked.

Freeza looked thoughtful for a moment. \"I rather lost track,\" he said. \"I know Zarbon\'s been here longer than Vegeta and Radditz have. Vegeta, how long have you been with me.\"

Vegeta silently sighed in irritation. He cleared his throat cutely. \"Seventeen years, My Lord,\" he replied.

\"My how time flies,\" Freeza said breezily. \"That would make you well over twenty now, wouldn\'t it Vegeta?\"

\"Yes, My Lord, I am twenty-two years old this year,\" he replied.

\"And you said that these three are good entertainment, right?\" a voice from the crowd asked.

Freeza smiled and nodded. \"Perhaps I should let their actions speak for them?\" He looked meaningfully at Zarbon. \"I have a nice stage set up for you three all ready,\" he said. \"Why don\'t you take Vegeta and Radditz over there and show my guests how nice your three work.\"

Zarbon swallowed hard, wishing he could literally swallow his pride. He\'d done this before, but it was still a humiliation every time. As he, Radditz and Vegeta walked toward the plush mat strewn with decorative pillows, he noticed the taller saiya-jin trembling a little. He realized that Radditz had never had sex for Freeza in front of an audience.

\"Just pretend they aren\'t there,\" Zarbon whispered in Radditz\'s ear. \"Just act like it\'s only Lord Freeza watching us. It\'ll make things easier.\"

Radditz swallowed and closed his eyes, allowing Zarbon to guide him to the ground. He recognized Vegeta\'s scent move past him toward Zarbon, and felt smooth hands pulling the scanty clothing off his body. He took a deep breath, trying to close out the room around him, and focused only on Zarbon and Vegeta.

Zarbon ran his hands gently over Radditz\'s body, trying to calm the saiya-jin\'s nervousness. He sighed with relief as he saw Radditz\'s eyes open finally, and Radditz began to respond to his attention.

Radditz watched with slight nervousness as Zarbon moved his hand lower and smoothed over the rippling muscles of his abdomen. Trying to entice the saiya-jin into sexual excitement, Zarbon leaned down and began gently kissing Radditz\'s neck and collarbone, while his hands were kept busy massaging the grooves between Radditz\'s thighs and pelvis.

Radditz was a little shocked to see Vegeta keeping himself busy by kissing along the back of Zarbon\'s neck and shoulders. After a moment, he nipped Zarbon lightly on the ear, letting him know that they\'d better start getting into more action. Zarbon leaned back against Vegeta\'s chest, letting his head roll back into Va\'sa\'s shoulder and closing his eyes with pleasure as Vegeta ran his hands around the front of Zarbon\'s waist.

Vegeta wished that they had something more to prepare each other with, but he realized that both he and Zarbon were already starting to drip precum, and Radditz was quickly becoming aroused himself. Vegeta reclined against one of the pillows and pulled Zarbon into his lap, pushing his stiff erection into Zarbon\'s entrance.

Zarbon gasped at the penetration and bucked slightly, but quickly relaxed and settled into a pace with Vegeta. His own erection was hard and wet, and he grasped Radditz by the back of the knees. If the long-haired saiya-jin wasn\'t ready by now, he reasoned, he would never be. He slid Radditz toward him and lifted Radditz\'s muscular legs over his own. Radditz seemed nervous, but Zarbon knew that their little show had to look smooth and flawless, so he quickly settled Radditz over himself and pushed into Radditz\'s body. To his relief Radditz didn\'t scream, he just gasped and squeezed his eyes shut against the pain.

After a moment Radditz opened his eyes and forced himself to relax. He focused only on following the rhythm of Zarbon and Vegeta\'s bodies as they moved together.

Radditz was suddenly aware of Zarbon slowing a bit. He glanced at the pretty blue man and realized that Vegeta was no longer behind him. He glanced around quickly and saw Vegeta settling in behind him instead. Before he knew what was happening, Zarbon had withdrawn and was sitting on top of Radditz\'s legs. Radditz stiffened a litts hes he realized Vegeta\'s intent, but was overcome with feeling as Vegeta pushed into him and Zarbon settled his own entrance over Radditz\'s erection at the same time.

The intensity was almost more than Radditz could bear, and he let his head fall back against Vegeta\'s chest, spilling waves of dark hair over Vegeta\'s legs. He instinctively thrust up against Zarbon, and Vegeta raised his own hips to meet Radditz\'s rhythm. The three of them began to move faster together, and Radditz felt like something inside of him was going to burst. He was ready to climax, but he was almost afraid to; he forced himself to wait to see what the other two were going to do.

Zarbon and Vegeta realized at the same time that Radditz was near the breaking point. Zarbon leaned down and kissed Radditz\'s neck; at the same time, Vegeta raised his lips to the same spot.

\"Radditz is about done,\" Vegeta whispered hurriedly. \"I know you and I can finish at any time; let\'s just get him to climax so he\'s off the hook.\"

\"All right,\" Zarbon whispered in agreement.

Radditz only barely comprehended their whispered conversation. He was so caught up in the feelings coursing through his body that he didn\'t even realize that Vegeta and Zarbon had picked up the pace until he felt the intense burning desire mounting even further.

Radditz moaned then cried out in ecstasy as he felt his seed explode out into Zarbon\'s body. He slumped over onto Zarbon\'s shoulder, exhausted, and Zarbon gently lowered him onto some pillows. Vegeta, in the meantime, withdrew from him and crawled over to Zarbon. The two watched for a second as Radditz lay there, his chest heaving after the intense activity, then resumed their gentle, sexual dance with each other.

Zarbon knew that he and Vegeta would be ready to climax soon, and he knew also that Freeza was expecting their show to be good until the end. As Vegeta sat down on top of Zarbon\'s legs and wrapped his legs around Zarbon\'s waist, Zarbon took one of Vegeta\'s smooth, delicate nipples in his mouth and sucked gently, teasing it with his tongue until it was a round, solid lump on Vegeta\'s chest.

Vegeta moaned in ecstasy and twined his fingers through Zarbon\'s hair, pulling the blue-skinned man even closer to his chest. He pushed his hips forward, enticing Zarbon to thrust into him and moaning loudly as Zarbon did just that. He began to kiss Zarbon\'s neck, muffling some of his own sounds and eliciting moans of pleasure from Zarbon.

Zarbon\'s world quickly went white as he felt himself building to the peak of his excitement and climaxing inside the saiya-jin prince. He couldn\'t contain his cry as he released his seed in a flood of pleasure. \"Aaah, Vegeta!\"

Vegeta climaxed almost immediately thereafter, crying out as his release spilled across Zarbon\'s lap and abdomen. He slipped to the floor, breathing heavily. He watched Zarbon try to stay alert, but he\'d only managed to brush a few strands of hair from his face before he too collapsed from exhaustion.

Vegeta watched Zarbon for a moment through half-lidded eyes. The man\'s blue skin was shaded with pink across his cheeks from exhilaration, and Vegeta was sure his own face must look much the same way. He could hear Radditz lying beside him, breathing deeply, and he said a silent word of thanks that the larger saiya-jin wasn\'t snoring for once. He wasn\'t sure what Freeza\'s guests had thought of thbut but he let the thought trail off and dozed into sleep.

Zarbon cast a wary eye toward Freeza before following suit. The warlord didn\'t seem to be upset, and instead seemed to be rather pleased. His guests were chatting amongst themselves, their voices murmuring that didn\'t reveal any signs of disappointment or disapproval. Satisfied, Zarbon let his arm drape over Vegeta and fell asleep next to him.