Lesser of Two Evils: Corrupted

Lesser of Two Evils
By Pixelgoddess

Pairings – Radditz/Piccolo, Piccolo/Radditz, Piccolo/Vegeta
Warning – Sex, smut, violence. You know – the usual.
BDSM, Torture. Cannibalism? Possible squick. Character death – but you might like it. Yaoi – as in M/M, apparent non-con.
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Summary – The first person Radditz meets on Earth is Demon Lord Piccolo, resulting in a frenzy of violent sex and violent death as the pair submits to their darkest passions.

Chapter 17 - Corrupted

He glares at me and attempts to pull his tail back, but I will not let this little monkey escape so easily.

“Strip, Vegeta.”

He growls at the command but looks me boldly in the eye, his anger changing to a hungry leer, “I’m going to fuck you bloody.”

I can’t help but laugh at his bravado – hopefully I will never have to break him of this cockiness in order to keep his obedience. “Not yet, little prince. First I’m going to show you how it should be done.”

He chuckles, “And you think you are an expert?”

I stroke his tail again, “You’re about to find out.”

“And if I refuse?”

“Refuse? Me?” I ask, somewhat insulted, “I’m your Master, Vegeta – you don’t dare refuse me. Besides,” I say, running my ki-charged fingers down his stomach, brushing over his growing erection, “I’ve seen the way you look at me - I know you want me.” He gasps at the touch and I quickly move my hand away, smirking at his sound of protest.

“Last chance to cooperate, Vegeta,” I warn, curling my hand tightly around his throat and baring my teeth in warning. “I swear if you make me rip your clothing off I will keep you naked and chained for the rest of your existence.”

Vegeta’s expression turns dark and threatening – I believe if he thought he had a chance he would actually be resisting me in this. I wonder in passing if he objects to being forced into submission during sex - but I don’t really care.

“The plan,” I purr, leaning closer so he can feel my breath on his ear, “Follow the plan and you will be rewarded. Refuse and you will die.”

Vegeta stops fighting to free himself and looks at me strangely. Finally he says, “If you want me to undress, you are going to have to release me.”

I smile at his obedience and let him go.

Vegeta smirks and twists his tail around my wrist before sliding it teasingly over his body. I recognize his deliberate seductiveness as a method of gaining some control, but as long as he cooperates I’m willing to let him perform for me.

The spandex that covers him like a second skin is slowly peeled way, revealing expanses of bronze flesh, covered in a crisscross of scars. The prince is practically hairless, his already erect cock surrounded by only a small patch of auburn fur. He finishes undressing and stares at me challengingly as his tail curls and strokes himself.

“You’re still dressed,” he says.

“Easily solved,” I chuckle, flaring my ki and disintegrating my own clothing. I can’t help but smirk as his eyes rake over me, pausing at my cock before continuing up to meet my eyes. “See something you like, little prince?”

“Nothing special,” he says wryly, his eyes again dropping to my impressive erection.

“You’re going to pay for that, monkey,” I growl, flowing forward without warning. Before Vegeta even realizes I have moved he is pinned, outstretched, to columns of ki I have materialized in an instant.

“What the hell?” he snaps, pulling at the bonds, testing them. “What do you think you are doing, Namek?”

I can’t help but chuckle as the tries in vain to free himself. “Anything I want, Saiyan. I own you.” I lightly graze my nails over his flesh, smirking to myself as he writhes at the touch.

He arches towards me when I curl my hand around his erection, slowly stroking him. He’s making such wonderful sounds, fighting his body’s reactions, trying to hide how much he is enjoying this. “Bastard,” he hisses, his entire body tense and straining as his orgasm nears.

“You have no idea how much of a bastard I can be, Vegeta,” I chuckle, creating a cage of ki tight around his cock. He nearly screams in painful frustration, thrashing and growling angrily as he realizes I have taken his release from him.

“You son of a bitch,” he growls, “What the hell are you trying to prove?”

“Vegeta,” I purr, dragging my nails deeply down his chest, cutting a bloody path over his flesh, “I don’t need to prove anything. You seem to need to be reminded constantly – you are mine and I can do anything to you I want.”

Vegeta struggles to get free, his ki climbing, his hair actually moving and flickering colors. I watch with amusement, knowing he cannot escape. His expressions, his words, proclaim his anger, but something about his eyes…

“What’s the matter, little prince?” I taunt. “Are you afraid you might like it?”

“I’m not afraid of you…” he growls.

“Oh, but you are,” I purr, cupping my hand around his chin, scratching the side of his face. “I can see it in your eyes…” I curl my other hand around his tail and pull it away from the relative safety of his waist, “and the way you try to protect this from me.”

I’m surprised a race that considers itself warriors has such an easily exploited vulnerability – although perhaps Vegeta is more sensitive than most. Tormenting him is a delight – there is something almost…innocent buried deep in his eyes, only seen when he feels vulnerable. For all his so-called power, he isn’t as vicious as he lets people believe – and nothing compared to Radditz.

“I’ve been looking forward to this since I first saw you little prince,” I growl, trailing my nails lightly over his throat. He flinches, not sure how much pressure I will put in this vulnerable area. “You’ve been thinking about this moment, haven’t you? Anticipating it?”

“No,” he bites, “I haven’t been anticipating it.”

I laugh, “Vegeta – you’ve known all along I intended to have you. Haven’t you thought about it? Wondered what it would be like?” I stroke his tail softly, watching some of the anger fade from his eyes. “Would I give you pleasure?” He looks at me wildly as his body betrays him yet again. I punch him in the gut, grinning widely as he curls around my fist, the ki restraints cutting into his flesh. “Or should I give you pain?”

He sucks in a breath, trying to straighten up in order to loosen some of the tension on his limbs. “What the hell do you want from me?” he gasps.

“Come Vegeta,” I croon, pressing our bodies together, feeling his blood against my flesh, “This is about what you want from me. Isn’t this how you get stronger? Isn’t that what you want? I offer you strength and you resist me.” I reach behind him and squeeze his ass, before sliding a hand between us and teasing his imprisoned, purpling erection. “Power has a price, little one,” I whisper in his ear, “and this is how you will pay it.” I force two fingers deep into him, deliberately cutting into his sensitive flesh with my sharp nails. He groans and thrusts against me, trying to escape the invasion.

The sounds he makes are intoxicating – a strangled gurgle of sound as he tries to remain silent as I repeatedly torment his prostate. He practically whines as I drag my free hand over his body, cutting bloody gashes in time to the thrusting fingers. Vegeta twists and writhes in his bonds, not sure how to react – he does not enjoy pain the way Radditz and I do, but the unrelenting stroking of those nerves is making him mad with agonizing need.

“Come,” he gasps, “Let me come.”

I smirk, not changing rhythm. “Now you begin to understand, little monkey.”

He stares at me with wild blue eyes, his teeth gritted as he struggles not to thrust back against me. I bend over and drag a tongue over his bloody chest, forcing the wounds open. He gasps and throws his head back at the touch.

“Your blood is tasty, little monkey,” I purr, nipping and pulling at his flesh. I smirk and bare my teeth, meeting his eyes, “But there isn’t enough yet.” Without warning, I bite and rip his left nipple off at the same time I shove my hand completely into him. He screams and convulses, finally passing out when I stretch my fingers, clawing into him.

I pull my hand out of the limp form, somewhat disappointed. I had thought the monkey would be more resilient, but perhaps his small stature worked against me in this. Radditz on the other hand… or perhaps even Nappa…

I study the little prince, trying to decide how I want to play with him next. He is bleeding profusely – I had given him internal injuries apparently. I really want to fuck him, so I am obviously going to have to heal him before continuing if I want him to survive.

I free him from the restraints keeping him suspended, and bend the unconscious form over a block of ki, pinning him completely in place, ass raised in the air for my convenience. Even his cock and tail are captured, totally surrounded by my ki. He is completely unable to move, totally at my mercy.

He starts to stir and I stand in front of him, forcing his head up to look at me. “Wake up little prince. We’re not done yet.” I can’t help but smirk as his eyes move up, hesitating at my still-hard cock before traveling upwards.

“I’ll give you a senzu Vegeta – if you suck my cock. Otherwise, I keep you in this state. Everytime you begin to heal I’ll rip you apart again,” I threaten.

“I’d sooner bite the damn thing off,” he growls, made ineffective by the weakness of his voice.

“Vegeta, Vegeta,” I purr, caressing his face, “That would be extremely foolish on your part. First – I would be compelled to commit the same attack on you. Second – You would not be permitted another senzu for the rest of your life – which could be long. You amuse me, after all. Third –,” I smile, baring my teeth, “I might like it – and I have a virtually unlimited supply of the beans – as well as the ability to regenerate.”

He glares, recognizing the truth. “I thought we were going to fuck,” he finally says, “Not try to eviscerate me.”

I chuckle – this is why I like these monkeys. “What’s the matter Vegeta? Didn’t you like it?”

“No,” he snaps.

“Aw well,” I make a fake sigh. “Maybe next time.”

He glares but remains silent.

“Now Vegeta – open your mouth. I can use ki to force it open, but I doubt you would enjoy that. You already know what is going to happen, so there is no sense in being difficult. You are going to suck me, then I will give you a senzu, and then… I’m going to fuck you. Do a good job and I might even prepare you and use lube. I’ll bet Frieza isn’t even that generous when he fucks you.”

“I fuck Frieza,” he snaps, before – by the demons – is that a blush?

I laugh out loud. “Really? Well then Vegeta, I will have to try you out more extensively once the plan is complete.” I grab his hair and pull it harshly. “Open. Now.”

He realizes it is pointless to resist me any longer and grudgingly opens. I slide my cock into his mouth, half expecting to feel his teeth, but surprisingly enough he behaves himself. He sucks and licks, no where near as good as Radditz, but his mouth is warm and moist. I thrust into him, fucking his face, forcing him to take more and more of my cock. I push further, hearing him gag, but ignore it – he must learn to take my entire length if he wishes to serve me. I can’t hold back any longer and come with a groan, covering his face with my come.

“Not bad monkey. Although I’m going to have to arrange for you to work with Radditz to learn better technique; he is truly talented. It should be entertaining watching you sucking my pet’s dick. By the time he your lessons are complete you will be an expert and take my whole cock with ease.” He glares at me, but doesn’t speak, still trying to get his breathing back to normal as I retrieve a senzu and put it in his mouth. “Chew.”

I watch a moment as his injuries heal, still swallowing air, trying to fill his lungs after having his breathing somewhat limited. His face is splattered, semen dripping down his nose and chin. I hate to see it go to waste and rub my fingers through it, coating them before pressing them against his lips.

“Swallow it,” I command.

He does what he is told, licking the sticky fluid away, drawing the fingers into his mouth with his tongue. And then he bites them off.

I groan, instantly hard again at the pain. “You are a tease, Vegeta,” I say, moving behind him. “But that will cost you the lube.” I drive my cock deep into him with one powerful thrust, my balls tight against his ass. He gasps at the sudden intrusion but cannot move at all to escape.

“You are so fucking tight, Vegeta,” I hiss, sending electric charges through the ki trapping his cock and tail. He practically shrieks – in agony or ecstasy I don’t care. The sound is enough to make me bury my fingers deep into his hips as I fuck him mercilessly. I can feel his ki rising in response and I increase my own, wondering how high his has become. The idea of being able to fuck someone with all my strength suddenly appeals to me and I wonder how much more damage to Vegeta it would take to make him a valuable sex toy.

I tighten every bond around him, hearing and seeing bones crack and break under the pressure. Ki slices into his flesh, marking him in vivid lines of blood, dripping down his fingers and legs. Still I push myself into him, forcing my cock larger and deeper, loving the growing tightness.

Vegeta is screaming “so close” and moaning and shouting “legendary” as I move against his prostate, the pleasure of the constant stimulus more than the little monkey can bear.

“Please Master,” he begs, “Let me come.”

I reward the little prince and free his cock and tail from their prisons. His tail coils tightly around my thigh as he screams his release, his entire body exploding with so much ki his hair and tail turn golden. The sudden increase in ki and pressure around my cock are enough to trigger my own orgasm and I come in a shuddering convulsion of ecstasy.

TBC