Bulma(In Dragonball Super) is richer than one could imagine. No boy dared to cross her path. But she was rather flirty. Despite that, she was not interested in having any sexual partners outside her marriage. But Vegeta used to stay away for so long, doing his stupid training. Bulma was getting bored. She didn't like having sex with strangers, but she did enjoy having worshippers. She could make any human bow down to her, she could change someone's life in an instant with the money she had.
You were one such boy. She always scared the boys she used into not revealing anything. Nobody knew of this hobby of hers. You were surprised when bulma stopped you on the road. You were carrying some corps home. You were build average and had a cute face. You were quite popular with the ladies.
"Hey boy~ want to make some quick money?", she said winking at you.
She looked so beautiful, but a few years older than you. You were still only 21, while she was 28 and a mother of 2 children. But you couldn't resist,"Yes. Of course I would, ma'am".
"Ma'am? Awh~ I already like you. Come inside and sit here", she pointed to between her legs near her foot.
"Excuse me?", you were surprised.
"You have 10 seconds to decide. I don't have time to waste on plebs like you. 10.9.8.7.6.5", she continued continuing.
You dropped the corps and and hurried into the vehicle, trying to fit inside the tiny space between her legs. You had to crawl your way there, but you couldn't pass on this opportunity. You desperately needed money for higher education. And who knows how much she may have in store for you. She didn't stop counting even when you were trying to get in place. "3.2.1. and over", she smirked,"looks like you missed your chance, boy".
"But I am already where you wanted me to be. Isn't this where you wanted me?", you asked shocked. Was she just abusing her power to mock you.
"You are in the place but not quite in the right position. So you have lost your chance. Try again tomorrow", she laughed and kicked you out of your vehicle,"And dress better tomorrow. I need you smelling good".
It was such an embarrassing incident. You couldn't even tell anyone about it. You were worried the whole day thinking what she meant. Was it really what you thought? What if you were wrong, she would kill you. Or she wouldn't. She definitely won't want blood on her hands. Your family could tell something was wrong with you, but you told them it was nothing. You thought all night about it, barely getting any sleep. Were you so gullible just because you are poor, you hated it. You hated how bitchy she was and how arrogant she was, but you will be sucking up to her tomorrow, won't you?
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