Some on the Ex

Yamcha wanted to mess with Bulma. After she dumped him years ago, all she'd done was make fun of him, or take advantage of him. It was time for a little ****, he thought.

"Bulma will sneak away to the guest bedroom of Kame House. Once here, she will feel compelled to do anything that I tell her, but she will not be able to make any noise that I do not specify, nor will she be able to leave until I allow her to. Once I let her leave, she will forget everything that happened during her time with me in the guest room." he wrote.

After about a minute had elapsed, Bulma entered the room and shut the door behind her. She looked at him in confusion, seemingly wanting to say something, but finding herself unable to do so. She just looked at him.

She quickly turned around and reached for the door knob. However as she did, it seemed almost like a **** field was around it. Her hand simply couldn't touch it.

She turned back and faced him again, a fury in her eyes.

"You can speak. But no yelling, and... you have to refer to me as daddy and.. talk sexy!" he said with a smirk. He was enjoying this.

"Mmmh... Daddy. What the hell is going on? I can't wrap my cute little fingers around that big, plump door knob. And I couldn't talk until just now. Almost like I had a nice, juicy cock in my mouth" she purred. However as she did, her eyes were darting around, clearly confused by what she was saying.

"Daddy, why am I talking like such a dirty little slut?"

Oh yeah. Yamcha was gonna have fun with this.