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Author's Notes : I was re-reading some favorite fictions of mine when I came across a story that had a great impression on me when I first read it. For those who have not yet found it go read 'I Made You a Snack' by Anatra DeSylvianno. It's wonderful and perhaps one of the best DBZ bdsm fics out there. It's mainly Trunks and Goten but Vegeta and Goku are in it too and while most of you know how I feel about seme Vegetas..her's is excellent.

I'm taking up my 'pen' and putting out my own bdsm fic here and now. However I doubt it will be all that good and if it isn't then I can't help it...but I've been in a mood of late and can't seem to shake it. So this is what it brings. The main pairing is Kakarot(Goku)/Vegeta even though there is some Goten/Trunks/Juunana thrown in.

//...\\ = thoughts ***** = scene change

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Goten sighed as watched the clouds slowly drift through the blue sky beyond the pristine glass of the window in Trunks' bedroom. A small flock of birds flitted back and forth between tree branches, no doubt on the hunt for some juicy insects to feast on. The youngest Son rolled his eyes towards the digital numbers on the desk to his right and let out an annoyed groan as he read the time.

"Trunks it's after one! Haven't you decided what to wear yet? You're as bad as Bra is when it comes to clothes." He whined.

"Hey don't you compare me with my sister Goten! I just wanted to look nice when we go out to the movies." Trunks glared at the back of his closet as he rummaged for his leather pants. "Unlike some people." He muttered softly.

"I heard that you know. I do look nice Trunks! This is my best pair of jeans!" Goten cried out defensively.

It always bothered him that Trunks seemed to insist on dressing up for almost everything. When they had been children it was so much simpler; play a prank on some poor unsuspecting person, run from said person after they were spotted laughing, spar for a while, make fun of Piccolo, eat, go find some kind of trouble to get into. He missed those days sometimes. Now Trunks always seemed a bit on edge and he was as concerned with image as his younger sister.

Goten wondered if the reason was his job working with his mother to run Capsule Corporation. He was probably too young for the job, even though he was very smart, the stress level was awfully high for anyone, let alone a young man barely out of his teen years. The demi's musings were cut short as Trunks appeared dressed to kill in tight black leather pants and a dark blue silk shirt complete with pressed collar and cuffs. His black shoes shined in the sunlight. Goten felt very underdressed in his red and white t- shirt, blue jeans and sneakers.

//Why does he always have to show me up?\\ Goten sighed as Trunks flashed him a smug grin and spun around once.

"Well Chibi what do you think? Bet everyone who sees us will be jealous of you for having someone as sexy as I am with you!" Trunks snickered while glancing over his shoulder and shaking his hips slightly. Goten rolled his eyes and reached out to land a light swat to his lover's rear.

"Hey! Don't you ever do that again Goten! What the hell was that for anyway?" Trunks snarled while rubbing his backside and blushing lightly. His lover shrugged and held the door open for him.

"Sorry Trunks, I don't know what came over me. Let's get going or we'll miss the good stuff okay?" Goten watched the other demi's crystal blue eyes soften and light with anticipation as he thought of the movie they were going to see. The two of them headed off after giving Trunks' mother a quick goodbye as they passed her downstairs.

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Son Goku leaned down and nipped teasingly at his prince's left ear lobe. He sat up and tested the special chains keeping his mate's arms suspended above his regal head. He'd asked Bulma to craft them for him about three months ago and they were proving very useful indeed. Vegeta had accidentally snapped every other type of restraint that he had used before but whatever the blue-haired genius had used to make these seemed indestructible, even for two SaiyaJin.

Bulma and Vegeta had separated shortly after Bra turned seventeen. The prince had remained in the same house and the two were still close but had decided that romantically the flame just wasn't there any more. As for Goku and ChiChi the separation had not been as easy. Long years of frustration and bitterness at being left behind all the time finally reached an inevitable boiling point and the woman who had borne the universe's greatest hero two sons demanded a divorce. She was living back at her village with her father and visited her sons and granddaughter often enough but rarely bothered to contact Goku. All things considered it seemed she was happier now without him.

He had been depressed after the separation for the longest time. Hardly eating, barely sleeping and his training fell to the wayside in the face of his despair. To his surprise Vegeta had been the one out of all his friends to visit him the most and offer him support and comfort in more ways than the prince himself had probably realized. Over a short time, Goku came to see the fondness he had always held for the slighter male as love and he decided to act on his feelings and instincts and see where it took him.

Vegeta breathed slowly and waited silently as his mate tugged on the chains, jostling his trapped arms a bit. His muscles were starting to get a little tired after hanging in the same position since before sunrise, but he would never complain about it. His pride alone forbade it, and it wasn't his place to argue with something his master had decided to do to him.

There was an odd thing, Vegeta the proud Prince of SaiyaJin, willing slave to the third-class son of Bardock. His father would probably be rolling in his grave if he knew. Yet, Vegeta was willing, completely willing. It had started as a suggestion that his mate had made one evening when they were laying in bed after a wild round of sex. He'd brought up bdsm and asked the prince if he had ever tried it. Vegeta had no clue what he was talking about and had listened with growing curiosity as his lover explained what he knew.

The prince had left the subject alone for several weeks, debating with himself if he were truly willing to enter into this level of a relationship with his mate. He had been surprised when his lover had first claimed him and had been the submissive in bed more times than he could recall; but still, the idea of being wholly submissive constantly to one person was such a decision. He'd come to his conclusion to go for it after a few talks about the idea with his mate. He trusted his lover and wanted him to be happy. More than anything though, he knew that his mate wanted the same for him and loved him to greatly to abuse the position he would be given over him.

So here he was, bowed on his knees with his hands chained to the ceiling and bare of anything save the decorative collars around his neck and penis. Luckily his mate had simply chained him up and left him alone otherwise he would be in desperate need of relief from the tight hold of the ring around his cock. He knew his mate well enough by now though to expect the teasing to begin any moment, and if he was pleasing to his master then at the end he would be rewarded. He did enjoy getting rewards from his mate, he enjoyed them very much.

"Mmnn Vegeta you look so sweet waiting there for me. I could just eat you up my royal pet. I think I will actually, but first I want discuss a little matter about last night with you. I apologize for not waking you up and taking care of it right then, but you were so exhausted from our spar I decided to let you sleep." Goku narrowed his dark eyes slightly as he stared down on his quiet slave. Vegeta was watching him intently as expected, but he could see that his prince was trying to guess what he might have done to earn himself a discussion.

//Fuck. What is it that I could possibly have done to upset him? I hate it when he 'discusses' things with me like this. I always end up getting punished. What did I do I wonder?\\ Vegeta's mind whirled with memories, trying in vain to place what may have taken place the night before.

"I can see you don't know what I am talking about. Think back to last night just after our spar. Now I know you were tired and sore but Bulma called to ask if we could watch the house for her while she went on a business trip. Remember now? There are rules about the phone." Goku barely suppressed his grin as understanding hit his love full force.

Vegeta had asked who was on the line after he had answered it and when he found out it was Bulma he grabbed the extension up, cursed at the woman for calling at such a late hour and stormed off to bed after slamming the receiver down. Goku had been embarrassed and a bit shocked at the throw back to an attitude he had not seen from his mate in almost six months. He'd apologized to Bulma and agreed to house-sit while she was gone. By the time he got up to bed Vegeta was passed out on top of the covers.

"Now I know you didn't mean to let your temper flare, but that is still no excuse for your behavior and I believe that you agree the punishment for breaking the rules is just." He smiled as his prince bowed his head in both acceptance and agreement. He and Vegeta had worked out a system of rules, rewards and punishments for the both of them to live by. Vegeta knowing that any time he broke a rule, no matter how small it was, that he must obediently take his punishment and Goku knowing that even if his pet lost control of his emotions during a punishment he must follow it through to the end. With this thought in mind he walked over to the cabinet and removed a small leather flogger from the right side.

Vegeta mentally winced at the sight of the stinging straps. The cuffs connected to his chains also served to suppress his ki in the event he should forget himself during a punishment. He had of course never done such a thing, but nevertheless he wished he could at times.

The flogger was made of six cords of braided leather that twisted down into the wooden handle and stretched roughly eighteen inches long. Small knots at the end of the falls gave an extra bite when slapping across bare skin. Under the strength of a human it would hardly have posed him any concern, but under his master's hand it could leave a burning sting in his back that lasted for hours and was more than a little uncomfortable. Thankfully this was a minor infraction on the rules and he would only get a light punishment, probably fifteen or twenty lashes with moderate force. Enough to give him some painful red marks across his back, but not enough to break his flesh this time.

*****

"That movie was amusing wouldn't you say Juunana?" Trunks smiled as he eyed the raven-haired android walking with him and Goten to the restaurant around the block. He had secretly invited the beautiful male to join them when he'd run into him the other day in the mall of all places.

Goten glared at his lover's tone of voice. Trunks was flirting with Juunana right in front of his face! He knew that mischievous grin all too well to mistake it for anything but a coy invitation. Not only was Trunks flirting, but Juunana had been more than enjoying the teasing comments and playful friendliness Trunks had been showing him. Goten had been silent through it all long enough and if Trunks didn't explain himself he was going to leave.

"Trunks, Juunana, I want to know what's going on between the two of you right now. Don't even look at me like that Trunks I'm not an idiot just because I don't dress or act like you do or have as much money as you. I've been watching the two of you flirt with each other ever since he showed up next to us in the theater! Now I want you to tell me what's been happening behind my back because I know something is up damn it!" He growled at his surprised lover and waited as patiently as his barely checked anger would allow. He wasn't prone to rage but the very idea that Trunks might cheat on him sent his emotions into a turbulent state.

"Goten I think I can explain better than Trunks can. It is true that he and I have been seeing each other lately. About four times in the past six months if you want to know exactly. Before you get any more upset let me explain that he doesn't want to give you up for me. He was hoping for something quite different actually." Juunana's smooth voice left Goten curious as the android gave him a knowing smirk and glanced to a nervously fidgeting Trunks.

"He's right Goten. I don't want to lose you, I love you so much you know that. I didn't mean to cheat on you but I ran into Juunana one day and I was just fascinated by him you know? The thing is, he's interested in you just as much as he is in me so the two of us were hoping that tonight we might find a way to convince you to try making our twosome a threesome." Trunks smiled apprehensively, his normal under control attitude thrown to the wind under his lover's possible reaction.

"I'm afraid that our plans didn't go as well as we had orchestrated them to." Again that same smooth voice that seemed so casual and yet at the same time hinted at an underlying wildness.

Goten stared for a long time at the android. He took in the soft dark hair and blue eyes so similar and still so different from his lover's. Juunana had been an enemy of his father once. He had lived in seclusion for so many years and then suddenly he comes back into the world and ensnares Trunks with his suave voice, carefree attitude and knowing gaze. Goten wanted to be angry at him but for some reason, knowing that the android was interested in him made him think twice about his distress.

So Juunana wanted to join them and Trunks refused to leave him even if he told the raven-haired man no. The demi SaiyaJin could see flickers of emotions dancing across two sets of pale blue eyes. Apprehension, nervousness, hope, longing; it was odd, hadn't he been told that the androids didn't feel anything?

//What was it Krillin said? Oh yeah, Juuhachi had become very emotional with him and their daughter but you wouldn't know it on a daily basis if you didn't watch her closely. Maybe the androids can feel. Maybe they are more than machines. Am I really curious enough to try this? I'm still mad though. At both of them!// Goten frowned.

"All right I've made up my mind for now. I'll try this threesome but I am very upset with you two. Trunks you went behind my back and messed around with Juunana and you didn't even try to tell him to not sleep with you!" Goten glared at the two of them, allowing the hurt to show in his voice.

"We know we were wrong about it Goten! We're sorry we hurt you. We really are." Trunks felt incredibly guilty now that he could see the pain in his love's eyes. He'd lost Goten's trust. He could just tell.

"Goten, if I may interject I have a suggestion. It's obvious that we hurt you deeply by doing this so why not punish us for our mistakes? Trunks has betrayed your trust and I did nothing to help the situation but rather to add to it. I suggest you punish us and then we may start our relationship on a fresh foot." A single brow raised expectantly as Juunana ended.

Goten blinked a few times, considering the man's proposal. It didn't sound like a bad idea but what would he do? He was going to need time to think of a suitable punishment.

//Maybe I can ask dad about it. I'm sure that he would know something, or maybe Vegeta would?// He nodded to himself.

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Well that is all for now. I imagine you can see where this is headed? Goten is going to get a live demonstration on how to take care of his problems and maybe Trunks and Juunana will want to find out where he learned? I know this seems more like it is about the three of them but trust me the majority of the chapters will focus on Kakarot and Vegeta.

Review if you like and also go read Anatra's story, she inspired me to write a bdsm fic and while I am using a similar idea I swear I am not trying to steal anything from her wonderful work. This is also my first time giving serious attention to Trunks and Goten, and Juunana so hopefully I'll do them justice.

Vajita O. C.