Who Am I?

"Who am I?" Trunks asked me again. Groaning, I took a pause and that caused the belt to land on my already red backside. How did I get myself into this?

As soon as Trunks opened his bedroom door, I was knocked unconscious and when I woke, my wrist and ankles were tied to the bed post with my ass high in the air. My dick was hard and had a cock ring snug around it and a ball gag was in my mouth. "It's about time you woke up." Trunks said walking into my line of vision. His purple hair was out of a ponytail and rest on his shoulders (Everyone keeps saying he looks like the Trunks from the future)and all he was wearing was a smile and a hard on.

"Wondering why your like this?" Shaking my head yes, he smirked at me "It's because you have been a bad boy, Goten. Yes, very bad indeed and you need to be punished." Showing me a leather belt, my heart began to pound faster and sweat began forming over my body. "I'm going to take the gag out and you will say nothing except the answer to my question. If you say anything else or the wrong answer, you will be spanked. Let's get started." Taking out the gag, I began pleading, causing a slap of the leather belt on my left cheek. "What did I say?" His expression was hard and unforgiving, causing my mouth to go dry.

Walking to my right, he sat down, throwing his arm over my lower back. Gettting comfortable, he let the belt run over my body softly. "Who am I?" Letting the saliva fall into my mouth, I answered.

"You're Trunks." Smack one landed on my right cheek and it was hard. As the pain started building, Trunks asked me again. "Who am I?"
"President of Capsule Corp." Smack two.
"Who am I?"
"A saiyan?" Smack three.
"Who am I?" His voice was ragged and husky of how turned on he is, I can smell it.. I know that this is his fetish. I've let him spank me once before but nothing like this. "Who am I?"
"A super saiyan?" Smack four. "If you keep getting it wrong, you're going to earn ten slaps back to back. Now, who am I?"
"My lover." I said innocently, hoping that's the right answer, I was wrong. As the slaps rein down, he switched between the right and left cheek. By the tenth slap, I cried out from the pain. "Who am I?"
"An asshole." That comment earned me ten more slaps. I was pissed off. I was pissed off because I'm tied down and being heavily spanked by my so-called lover. I'm pissed off because Trunks felt he had to knock me out to do this. I'm more pissed off at the fact that I was so turned on! I love a little pain with my pleasure, all he had to do was ask. Bastard.
"Who am I?"
"A Briefs?" Another smack. And then it hit me (No pun intended) He's Bulma and Vegeta's son... Vegeta...
"Who am I?"
"A prince." I said whimpering. "What did you say?" Trunks asked.
"You are my prince." I repeated.
"Yesss..." Trunks moaned moving from my sweaty side. Getting off the bed, I wondering what he was donig until I felt oil running over my ass. The smell of herbs told me that it's our massage oil. Kneeding my ass, rubbing in the oil, he groaned, "Say it again," Adding a two fingers inside me, I moaned, "My prince."

Chuckling from my reaction, he asked, "Do you want me? Do you want me to pound this sweet, red ass?"
"Yes, my prince. I want you to fuck me." He growled and plunged into me. "Oh, my prince!" I shouted and he chuckled again. His hips had a hard snap to them as he pounded me. I didn't notice the sounds coming from my until Trunks said, "Yes, scream my name." His hips increasing in speed, and I was soon screaming his name over and over again.
"Who am I?!" He growled throught gritted teeth.
"My prince!!" I screamed as he released the cock ring causing me cum all over the bed. My world was falling and the last thing I remembered before blacking out was Trunks reaching his orgasm and growling in my ear. "Don't you dare forget."

Waking up, it was dark and Trunks' body was laying behind me. Looking at the clock on the nightstand, the red numbers flashed three in the morning. Snuggling closer to Trunks, I went back to sleep. When i woke again, it was day time and Trunks' body was gone. Getting up, I walked to bathroom and showered. After dressing, I walked downstairs to find Trunks, Vegeta and my dad sitting at the table and talking about the day ahead.
"Mornin' everyone." I said. "Morning, son." My dad said in a low yet cherry voice. Walking in, I took a look around. "Did I miss breakfast?"
"No, I'm taking us out to eat." Trunks said, standing up. "You ready to go?"
"Yes," I said walking closer to him. "Yes, what?" Trunks said in a low and threating voice. Letting the blush run over my cheeks, I kept my mouth closed until a hand came down on my sore cheek. Yelping, I answered, "Yes, my prince." I tried to get a low voice but of course of the full blooded Saiyans in the room, they still heard me, causing them both to stare at us.

Saying bye, I grabbed Turnks arm and rushed us out the door. When we were outside, I turned to face him. I kissed him with passion. breaking away, I looked him in the eyes. "You know I'm going to get you back for the spanking and the little stunt you pulled."
"I'm counting on it." Trunks said before kissing me again.

"I wondered what Trunks did to get Goten to say that." Goku said chuckling. "I'm sure he has his ways." Vegeta said, sipping his coffee and reading the newspaper. "Like you," Goku started, causing Vegeta to look at him. "My prince." Goku purred seductively. Moaning, Vegeta got up and kissed Goku with lots of tongue. "Let's go to our room. I think you need to be rewarded." Vegeta said, swinging his tail. Throwing a look over his shoulder, Goku got up and followed. "Yes, my prince."