This choice: Vegeta obeys and Caulifla is satisfied • Go Back...Chapter #7Caulifla tames Vegeta(Foot, spit) by: Trailblazer   Vegeta’s eyes are bloodshot in anger. But he can not muster the strength to fight her. He tries to shoot an energy beam at her, but despite all his power, he cannot. It is strange. Vegeta can not wrap his head around the events. So, he swallows his pride momentarily. He is sure he will break out of this and teach this little brat a lesson. But for now, he swirls the mixture of her saliva and mucus in her mouth while she watches with an amused expression. The proud warrior then gulps the slimy cocktail down his throat, disgusted with himself as he awaits her explanation. He is still clinging on to a bit of hope. This can't be real. Perhaps this is some form of hypnosis.
“Good boy. Who would have thought the prince of all Saiyans would make such a wonderfully pathetic spittoon?”
Caulifla claps her hands mockingly, rubbing more humiliation into the injured super Saiyan blue who is supposedly much stronger than her. Vegeta’s cheeks are still burning, and his chest hurts. What is this bitch doing? Why is he so powerless in front of her? She is not even the strongest warrior in her universe. Heck, she should not even be as strong as Kakarot’s son!
“Now let me explain. Don't try to move. Otherwise, I will have to hurt you more.”
She lifts her foot off Vegeta’s chest. Vegeta, of course, tries to use this opportunity to get up and strike her! But his movements are sluggish. Somehow, she is much faster than him. She plants her foot right in Vegeta’s face and stomps him down to the ground with a thud! She sighs, crossing her arms as she holds Vegeta’s face under her foot. The stink! Oh god! It is overwhelming. Her sweaty foot fills Vegeta’s breath with her scent, and she is aware of it. She laughs at him, twisting her foot and grinding her sole on his face, smearing it with her sweat and dirt.
“You never learn. Do you? This is your place, my new pet, under my foot. This is the secret.”
With a smug grin, she squeezed his nose between her toes, letting the trapped, sour scent rush into his nostrils.
“I am an alpha Saiyan. I don't know the exact term, but my pheromones and body fluids have this effect on other inferior Saiyans. They simply can't help but fall for me. They lower their guard around me. Their attacks and defenses lower when they fight me because they subconsciously think I am superior.”
She continues grinding her foot on Vegeta’s face, rubbing her sole on his lips while his nose is still trapped between her toes. Once again, Vegeta helplessly struggles, trying to fire energy beams, trying to remove her foot. But it is all futile. What bullshit is this? He does not think she is superior! What pheromones?! He is the prince of Saiyans! If anything, it should be the other way around!
Caulifla proceeds to sit down on Vegeta’s stomach, her round cheeks squishing down on the fallen Saiyan’s tummy. She is still fully clothed except for the shoes she tossed away a few minutes ago. That's why her feet are so stinky. She places them both on Vegeta’s face and commands.
“Smell my foot while I explain, pet.”
She waits with a smirk, and despite Vegeta’s frustration and embarrassment, his body obeys. His nose presses against her sweaty arches, taking deep breaths and letting her rancid odor fill his lungs. He coughs, disgusted and horrified. His reaction makes Caulifla chuckle and flex her toes.
“Between the toes too, prince. Breathe in more of my scent and weaken yourself. From now on, I will own you for the rest of your worthless life~”
Vegeta barked back. “Shut up, bitch!” But once again, his body is moving on its own. Oh god. Noo! His nose reaches between her glistening toes, taking one deep breath after another. The potent smell makes his head spin, weakening his further, while Caulifla laughs triumphantly.
“You should have figured it out sooner, loser. Why do you think Kale follows me around like a lost puppy? She can't go a day without sniffing my asshole. For you, I have been slipping some of my saliva into your drinks over the last few days. And when you pathetically swallowed my spit and mucus, the effect became even stronger. How foolish of you. Now, I am reaping the results.”
Vegeta growls, frustrated by his own actions! He was stupid! Determined to bite her foot, he opens his mouth and takes her sweaty foot inside. The salty flavor immediately melts in his mouth, making him gag. But his teeth stop when they touch her skin. No matter how hard he tries, he can't bite down!
“Aww. Are you trying to lick my foot clean? How pathetic, and yet so adorable. Go on then. Lick aaaall the sweat clean. If you are a good pet, I will even let you sniff my asshole, just like Kale~”
Caulifla knows full well what he was trying. But she is having way too much fun! As fun as Kale is, she has never tamed someone as strong as Vegeta. Honestly, she is surprised it even worked. But now, she has him on a leash and plans to use him to win this tournament. She wriggles her toes, sighing softly as she feels Vegeta’s reluctant tongue lapping up the disgusting foot sweat.
“Open your mouth wider, pet. Take my whole foot inside and wash it thoroughly. You should learn some tricks from Kale. She has no problem swallowing my entire foot and licking it clean.”
Vegeta does not know what is more humiliating. His body not obeying his commands, or this bitch complaining that he is not licking her foot PROPERLY! But he can't even speak while holding her foot in his mouth. It's small but still a tight fit. His lips are stretched to the limit to accommodate her foot. He can't stop gagging and tearing up as she playfully wiggles her toes inside, scratching his uvula.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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