Yes, Pink Daddy

The God's Sex Pet

"You've lost your mind! Release me now!" The saiyan's stakes were still high as the bigger entity towered over his back.

"Release you? I don't think you are really in a position to give me orders, are you my bitch of a prince?"

Vegeta flinched as the bigger male crawled in a predatory manner and straddled his lower legs together. He was infuriated! He quickly scrambled for words filthy enough to thrash at whoever was holding him hostage. None were adequate or worthy enough to fit what the prince had in mind of the disgusting man at the moment. Finally, he only snarled.

A demonic, cold voice followed, "Now, let's get started."

The petite saiyan stopped his search for insults to throw at the unknown befitting male and simply scoffed again, "Dare I ask for the rules to this alleged game you're planning?"

A dry and truly demonic cackle followed that made Vegeta's back grow goosebumps. He hoped to never hear that again.

"It's simple my dear bitch. Do not struggle, do not give me commands, or refuse me. If you speak, there will be a fitting 'punishment'. And if you disobey my rules, your destiny shall be the same."

"You think I will ever agree to that?! What makes you think I will?! It's ridiculous!" He growled and then noticed somethings in the bigger male's words. "What of your rules? You have none for your part?!"

"Exactly." The voice spoke in sheer, dark excitement.

A shiver ran down Vegeta's back before he could stop it, then asking reluctantly, "How do I win this game?"

"You won't. You could win in you went through the whole game without speaking or making a sound, but that's impossible and it's not going to happen either."

"Are you challenging me?!" Vegeta snarled angrily and tried to lunge at whoever his kidnapper was, only to be sent back down to the bed with brute force, the handcuffs his wrists were gripped onto piercing his skin ever so slightly, sending a fine line of blood down his arm.

"I am.~ Now no more speaking, or else I'll have to punish you."

Vegeta opened his mouth to retort furiously but closed it once more at hearing a sound come from behind him.

That damned whip.

"You'll like this, you'll see..." The male purred, flipping Vegeta onto his stomach and leaned the long length of thin leather on his back.

As probably expected, Vegeta's ability to speak returned then, despite his growing.

"What the hell are you -?" he began speaking.

He was cut off as the whip lashed across the back of his upper thigh, once, then twice, biting into the skin. Vegeta cried out, but more in shock than pain.

The prince then snarled, almost biting his tongue off as the whip carved another line into his lower back, and again a fourth time, making Vegeta's skin sting and burn. Vegeta kept his mouth shut after that, not wanting to give whoever had him down, another reason to whip him for.

"There's no need to resist. You've already lost the game.."

"Then let me go- ah-!" Vegeta then was cut off as the whip slashed his skin with more thin cuts.

"But the game's not over," the dark entity murmured, "It's only over when you cum for me."

Vegeta blinked and spoke again in spite of the price for his words.

"What the fuck makes you think I'd -?" he then swallowed a shout as the whip went to work on the backs of his legs, checkerboarding them with long red weals.