Vegeta repeated the lick over Goten’s straining erection, insisting on the tip over the slit and around the sensitive ring of the head before stopping suddenly, trailing his fingers just over Goten’s lower stomach.

“Ah… no!” Goten protested, arching his back.

Vegeta turned up the speed, causing Goten to cry out, arching his hips harder. “Close your eyes,” Vegeta guided him, “Try to get into it… yes, that’s it. Tell me, doesn’t it feel nice?”

“Ah… yes! Vegeta… please!” Goten found himself trembling, beginning to enjoy his submission. Vegeta drew back his hand again and struck Goten cruelly across the cheek before lightly caressing his arousal with his fingertips.

“Ah… yes! Again!” Goten exclaimed, his breathing heavy.

Vegeta unexpectedly took Goten’s arousal into his mouth, teasingly licking and sucking him the way he liked it. Goten cried out intensely, and just as he was getting into it, Vegeta stopped, his cries now becoming sobs of protest.

Vegeta curled his tail around and struck him hard across the chest. Goten gasped at this unexpected pain, his face stunned. Vegeta turned up the speed of the pulsations.

Goten sobbed incoherently, pleasure and pain blurring in his reeling senses, his hips rolling uncontrollably. He had not attained this speed before and it became unbearable for him.

“Vegeta… I… can’t!” he exclaimed, his voice trembling. Vegeta pressed his lips to Goten’s, kissing him passionately, his tongue slipping into his mouth as he caressed him sensuously.

“Don’t fight it, Goten… go with it,” he encouraged him, “Can you really tell me you don’t like it?” His voice turned silky.

Goten moaned desperately, so much needing Vegeta’s contact, there, feeling himself trembling and realizing that he was truly enjoying this. “Hit me, Vegeta,” he said unexpectedly, “Again!”

Vegeta lashed him again with his tail. Goten flinched, then groaned apprivingly at the contrast of the stinging pain and the arousing pulsations. Vegeta kissed him and Goten leaned into it, desperately wanting more, but Vegeta withdrew. He struck him with his tail, again, and again… When Goten least expected it, Vegeta took his pulsing arousal into his warm mouth, sucking him intensely now.

Goten cried out incoherently, his hips rolling involuntarily against the wonderful sensations that Vegeta’s mouth and the pulsations brought him, realizing that he was intensely enjoying being immobilized, at Vegeta’s mercy, begging him to continue.

“Vegeta, make me your slave,” Goten choked out, “Make me yours… anything… really…”

Vegeta stopped, then returned to strike Goten across the cheek again, before kissing him hard, seizing handfuls of his hair, wrenching from him a moan of desperation. He curved his tail around and struck him hard.

“No!” Goten exclaimed in false protest, knowing the consequences.

Vegeta turned up the pulsations again, making Goten cry out almost silently, this time not protesting at all. “Yes… yes… a..ah!” His hips rolled uncontrollably, clearly enjoying this. He had never got this far, and Vegeta brought him the will to go as far as he wanted him to. Even this, retaining him on the edge of an impossible climax, he was enjoying totally submitting to him.

Goten refused to use the safeword to not disappoint Vegeta. He had reduced him to trembling, but Goten would do anything for him. Of that he was determined.
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TBC in part 3…