Yes, Pink Daddy

Taken

His sword had struck him, penetrating his chest area . . . so close to his heart, yet it felt like if he had hit it. He felt light headed as his blue aura faded away instantly, his body hitting the floor before his eyesight faded to black.

He could feel his companion Kakarot's energy slowly diminishing, following a stronger one. Moments later, he felt strong arms picking him up and then . . .

"So cute you are, a beauty . . . "

He heard a man whisper, making chills run up his spine. His eyes pleaded opening, but he had no strength left. He couldn't do anything. He was powerless. Whoever this man was, he surely had the one in a million chance to take his life into his hands. Nothing could stop him.

"Beautiful . . . "

He could feel a hand run down to his plump ass, the sound of lips being licked following before he fell into a deep slumber.

. . .

As soon as he had awoken, he was greeted by yet, pitch darkness. By the feeling of it, there was some type of cloth covering his eyes.

"Fuck - . . . " Vegeta whispered.

He tried moving his arms and legs around, which proved no good. Only the sound of metal grinding against another type of mass followed, clinging arising from it.

"So you're awake."

Vegeta froze as soon as he heard the cold voice speak, his mouth trembling. It was the same energy, the one that had carried him to kami knows where. He felt no authority in speaking at that moment, but yet.

"Who are you? What do you want from me? The Prince Of All Saiyans demands to know!"

"Tch tch tch, quire impatient are we?" The voice spoke, a low purr following.

The sound of steps arose painfully slowly before he felt weight being put on the bed. The energy was very close.

Hot, peppermint scented breath hit him before a hand had tilted his chin up.

"You have to be a bit more patient, Vegeta."

The prince shivered, "Who. Are. You?" Vegeta stammered, "And how do you know my name?"

" ... "

The extra weight on the bed had disappeared as he felt his body being flipped stomach down. He yelped at feeling a hand strike his ass.

"What did I just say?" The man spoke with an ice sharp voice.

Vegeta panted, biting his lip. "I demand to know, the Prince speaks!"

Again, another sting ran across his ass, causing him to shake and tremble.

"What the fuck did I just tell you?!"

By this point, Vegeta spoke nothing as he held back a moan. Who the hell was this man?! There was no way it was Kakarot, if not . . . no . .

He heard the bed creek, the weight coming back as a hand went up his neck, to his chin. A crotch pressed against his ass.

"That's right, stay quiet Prince Of All Nothing, Prince Of All Bitches." The voice whispered into Vegeta's ear with much please, a dark chuckle following.

Vegeta bit his lip as he whimpered lightly. This man was so dominating, there was no way it was Kakarot. The prude would never man up to say such things.

He then moaned as he felt the covered crotch on his ass begin to grind against him, slowly, oh so slowly.

"You're so hot Vegeta." The voice spoke again, a whipping sound following.

The prince bit his lip and prevented himself from pressing against whoever this male was, instead he trembled.

"Oh you're shaking~ Is the little bitch scared?" The voice chuckled darkly.

Another whipping sound followed, then silence as whoever was on the bed, adjusted himself.

"Well then, let's play a game~"

"A -- g-game?" Vegeta replied.

The prince moaned loudly at feeling a whip strike across his ass.

"Yes Vegeta~ It's called Making You My Bitch."