Enchanted Ties

Kakarrot woke the next morning dreading the day ahead of him. He dug his way out of the blankets that had wrapped around him. Blinking he had no idea when he moved from the floor to the bed. He did know that his face hurt something awful and that his upper lip was swollen from where he was slapped the night before. Dreading the very idea of getting out of bed he forced himself to his feet. Closing his eyes only once and then opening them he began to walk towards his bathroom.

Flipping on the lights he blinked against the sudden glare of the white tiles shinning in his eyes. After a moment of adjusting he turned with an even greater reluctance than when he got out of bed and looked at his own reflection. The face that stared back at him horrified the Saiyan and he took a small step backwards.

Bruises in every shade of black, blue, and green lined the right side of his jaw and cheek. Cuts decorated the other side of his face where he had slid across the floor but what was worse then all of that was the blood. He had dried blood staining his face from the nose down and not all of it was his. Sobbing softly he looked around for a wash cloth so that he could get the blood off. He didn’t find one so he just ran the water.

Splashing his face clean the best that he could he looked down at the water circling the drain. It was stained a rancid pink color and only became darker when he washed the blood from his arms. He had only noticed the rest of himself after he had washed his face clean. His clothing was covered in dried blood from the guard he killed and the blood soaked sheets from Serphant.

“Your clean enough get out here now!” Dodoria barked having watched the Saiyan horrify himself.

Kakarrot knew better than to argue with the pink alien so he only complied and walked back into his room. Looking up he noticed the collar in the aliens hands and blushed. There were also handcuffs that were separate from the collar but they were meaningless to him. He gave yet another horrified glance at the floor when he remembered that he was to be escorted to his masters chambers in nothing but those chains. He would have to walk completely naked through the halls.

“Seems I don’t have to tell you what you are supposed to do so you might as well hop to it,” Dodoria said frowning.

Kakkarot slowly stripped out of his clothes keeping his eyes low to the floor. Once his task was complete he continued to stand in the center of the room with his head held down in shame. He didn’t even blink twice when he felt Dodoria slip the collar around his neck and snapped shut along with the handcuffs. He only blinked once as he felt himself being pulled along towards the door.

Dodoria noticed how beautiful the Saiyan was despite the bruises on his face and the cuts on his arms and right leg. He now wished that he had gone to the auctions with Zarbon and picked himself out a Saiyan slave, even the red head had been beautiful. Maybe when Lord Frieza became bored with him he could get him before the Ginyu Force had a chance to get their hands on him.

“Come along we don’t want to be late,” Dodoria snapped jerking on the chain and picking up the pace towards the front of the ship.

Frieza had changed his mind about teaching his new charge the rules in his bed chambers and instead opted for the bridge where everyone could watch. He smirked at that, he knew the real reason why Frieza was doing this. He wanted to show that rotten monkey Lavars his place by punishing one of their precious breeders. Still it was a crying shame that this one was going to bear the scars of that lesson.

Frieza tapped on his chair patiently waiting for Dodoria to show up with Kakarrot. He was not disappointed in the least as both Dodoria and his charge showed up on the bridge at exactly 8 a.m. on the dot. His eyes lit up as he took in the beauty of his naked charge and his smirk grew ever wider. He pointed over to the far wall where a large guard stood with a whip in his left hand.

Kakarrot noticed that the whip ended in three razor sharp blades. He winced slightly at the thought of being whipped by it and hoped that this was not the case. He glanced over at his master and swallowed thickly at the look he was giving him. He closed his eyes as fear gripped his heart as he was lead to the wall where the guard with the whip stood. He opened his eyes in a panic as he felt himself being pushed against the wall and his hands raised to where Dodoria could drape the handcuffs on a hook. He began to jerk at the handcuffs trying to escape the inevitable.

“Yes look on at the helpless breeder Saiyan warrior, for your punishment you will have to watch him being whipped. As for his punishment for the death of one of my men, no matter how lesser he was, he will endure 35 lashes with full force. Before we get started I do believe I have some rules to go over. Guard you will strike him after every rule you understand!” Frieza barked malice full force in his voice.

“Yes, Lord Frieza,” the guard said loudly in his growling voice.

“Very well let’s begin shall we? Rule one you are to obey my every command no matter what it is!” Frieza said.

Kakarrot tensed up as he heard the guard shift but nothing prepared him for the blinding pain as the whip cut down his back. He bit his lip to keep from screaming out and only growled his agony.

“Rule two you are to swear loyalty to me only I don’t care who says otherwise!”

Kakarrot gasped in agony as the whip trailed another burning path on his back cutting into already opened wounds. He was slowly beginning to wish that he was dead at that moment and wondered if by the end of this he would be.

“Rule three you are not to kill any of my men or staff on this ship. Yet you broke this rule your first night here and what a shame too.”

Kakarrot clenched his fists tightly as the whip once again bit into his flesh and by this time he had bitten through his own lip but forced himself not to scream.

“Finally Rule four as you belong to me alone you may not question anything I do or say to you!” Frieza finished nodding to the guard.

Kakarrot swallowed several times clenching both his fists and his eyes shut as the whip came down upon his back forcing him to arch forward and groan deep in his throat. He opened his eyes and felt his tears run down his face and his nose had started to run. He felt so miserable that he regretted killing that guard and running out of his room. Still he did not regret saving his fellow Saiyan from being raped to death.

Lavars growled low in his own throat as he watched the little breeder get whipped. His ivory colored tail swung back and forth in anger. He was a rare breed with his white hair and tail, his eyes were a bright green instead of the usual black. He was brought upon Frieza’s ship because he was a rare gem and he was strong. Stronger than Frieza anticipated and rebellious to top it off.

He walked over towards the breeder and stood as close as he dared trying to catch his eye. He frowned softly when he noticed that his lips was bleeding and that he was already covered in dried blood. He reached out and gently ran a hand over the breeders hair trying to soothe him some.

“What is your name Saiyan?” Lavars asked gently.

Kakarrot opened his eyes and looked over at the new person. He blinked at the man but turned his head away and looked back down at the floor not answering him. He didn’t think that he could talk with out sobbing anyways. He took in a shaky breath when he heard the guard move again and tensed up once more.

“Hey don’t tense up so much you will only make it worse on yourself. Relax a bit, I mean it wont stop it from hurting no, but it will not hurt so much. Trust me on this I know well enough about it.”

“Guard start his punishment and remember show him no mercy,” Frieza growled. He didn’t like the way that Lavars was getting so close to his charge but then again he knew that it could work to his advantage.

Kakarrot felt the whip come down on his back full force and let out an ear piercing shriek of pure agony. He then knew that the guard had been going easy on him for the first four lashes. He screamed again as the whip raked through his skin, he didn’t know how long he could take it. He was only two lashes in his 35 and already he was starting to see stars and feel his blood pool around his feet.

Lavars want to kill everyone in that room by the time the breeder took lash number 19. He hung limply against the wall and only showed and signs of still being conscious was when he screamed from being whipped. His voice was starting to become hoarse and he didn’t even hide the fact that he was crying anymore. What made it worse was that he couldn’t hold his bowls and urinated on the wall from the force of being whipped.

Kakarrot screamed in misery and only cried harder as he pissed himself. He couldn’t hold it in and it wasn’t like he meant to. The pain was so bad it caused him to piss on the wall. He slowly felt himself fading into unconsciousness as he continued to let out a sharp scream every time he was hit. After what felt like forever the punishment came to a stop and Frieza was calling off the guard.

“Have someone come in and clean this mess! Also tell them to scrub my wall, he pissed on it after all. You! Monkey! I order you to take care of him!” Frieza said pointing to Lavars.

Lavars bowed and walked over to the breed and gently pulled his arms up but even this caused him to cry out in misery. After his arms were freed the breeder slid down the wall and onto his ass with his knees spread out and his head down. His back was a marred mess of torn flesh and blood. Sighing he slipped his cape from around his shoulders and wrapped the smaller Saiyan in it.

“This is going to hurt you but I need to pick you up so that I can carry you to the medical ward,” Lavars whispered softly in the Saiyan’s ear.

Kakarrot cried out as he was lifted into the mans arms and only then did he notice the white tail. He looked up at the Saiyan’s face and noted that he did look like a Saiyan but his hair and eyes were all wrong. Not wanting to brood on it Kakarrot buried his tear and blood stained face into the warriors neck trying to take some of the pain off of his back.

Lavars noticed that the breeder was out and almost ran the way to the medical bay. He was very beautiful for a Saiyan. With his wild black hair and black tail, also his eyes were gentle but it wouldn’t last long on this ship. Frieza would be sure to break the breeder of any kind of gentle feelings he had. This little breeder had a lot of hell to go through before Frieza was through with him.

Bardock slowly came to and the first thing he noticed was that his head hurt like hell. The second thing he noticed was that his body was on fire with the need to mate. He slowly opened his eyes and looked up at a ceiling that didn’t belong in his home. Turning his head to the side he looked right at King Vegeta and growled. He was in this mess because of him in the first place, if he still had both of his sons at home then he would never have chanced a meeting with the ruler of their planet so close to his heat.

“You could have killed yourself you foolish Saiyan,” the King snarled standing up from his desk.

“What do you want from me?” Bardock asked his tail fanning his over heated body.

“I haven’t had a mate in a long time. In fact my mate died right after the Prince was born. He never had the chance to meet his own mother.”

Bardock bit his lip for Kakarrot had never met his father either. Though he didn’t see what any of that had to do with what the king wanted him for. Did he just want to bed him for one night? Or was it something more, like he wanted a new mate. Bardock himself was not ready for a new mate but he very well couldn’t deny the King of all Saiyan’s.

“This tells me nothing of what you want from me,” Bardock boldly stated his agitation returning ten fold.

King Vegeta smirked and then pounced trapping Bardock under him. The breeder was momentarily shocked but it provided enough time for him to trap his hands above his head in case he became feral again. He bent down and pressed his lips against Bardock’s not demanding but not retreating either.

Bardock’s snarl froze in his throat as the King kissed him and his eyes went wide in shock. He didn’t respond at first but when his heat fried his brain for a moment he began kissing back. With out thinking about it he opened his mouth and the kings tongue swept in and chased his around. Finally it was captured and entwined with Vegeta’s own causing him to purr at the taste.

King Vegeta pulled back slightly to catch his breath and look down at the male beneath him. Bardock was flushed with sexual excitement and the burning heat of his own body. He knew he had the breeder right where he wanted him and he could do anything he wanted to him. He could break every bone in Bardock’s body at that point and he wouldn’t even scream in pain.

“Bardock mate with me,” Vegeta whispered.

Bardock came back to himself after a moment and thought about it. The King was not asking him but still he thought about it. He really wasn’t ready for another male in his life but there was something about King Vegeta that he liked and he didn’t really even know him. Closing his eyes he came to his conclusion before opening them again and nodding.

“Yes I will mate with you.”

(bwahahahaha no sex in this chapter bwahahahaha! <,< >,> ^.^ *runs for cover* Next chapter coming soon. Hang in there and remember to leave a review. Please or I will bite you ^,..,^)