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Nami blinks awake, her vision blurry and her mind foggy. She tries to move her arms, but she can’t. Shit. How did this happen? Last she remembers she’d managed to slip away from the brothel, sneaking through the back hallways…
She groans, staring at the ceiling. How could she be so stupid? She should have never come alone.
“My, my, looks like a little flea got stuck in my web,” a teasing, sultry voice says from the shadows.
Nami struggles, testing the limits of her restraints. Nothing. Her arms and legs are completely stuck. She swallows, watching the huge figure shift across the room. There are other girls around too, watching her. Laughing behind the lavish sleeves of their kimonos.
The figure comes closer, revealing a gorgeous Alpha woman. Her blonde hair is done up in complex knots that must have taken hours, pinned up with golden bars. Her outfit is beautiful, silky robes perfectly form-fitting, showing off her large bosom and even larger rear. She exudes pheromones—power, status and dominance pungent in the lounge. The Omega girls around her swoon, submitting themselves and bowing to their master. The effect is dizzying, and Nami squirms, trying to ignore the heat creeping up her body.
“Lady Nami of the Straw Hats, I presume,” the Alpha says. Nami’s blood runs cold. She has her number… did she even have a chance to pull this off? Or did she walk right into a trap? “I’ve heard a lot about you. I would have thought you’d be a bit craftier, based on your reputation. Instead, you waltz right into enemy territory. It seems I’ve been blessed with good fortune today.”
“Where is she?” Nami grits out. She tugs at her bindings fruitlessly. Please be okay. “Let me go!”
The woman laughs. “Oh, how spirited! That’s lovely, I always like it when my toys have some fire in them. It makes it all the more fun to snuff out.” Her face is right there, hot breath puffing in Nami’s ear. She shudders.
“Show me Vivi, now!” Nami demands, her voice cracking. She continues to writhe in her restraints.
“I think you’re unclear on who’s in charge here, pet.” Maria drags her long nail under Nami’s chin, excreting waves of pheromones. Nami’s blood runs hot, her skin turning sensitive. “Maybe if you ask nicely I’ll reconsider. And do take care to address me properly.” She turns to address the room. “Isn’t that right, girls?”
“Yes, Lady Maria,” they chorus. Completely subservient. Nami pants, her cunt clenching around nothing.
“Wonderful!” Maria claps her hands together, beaming. She turns to Nami. “My silly pets all used to have status and power. But I’ve taught them all their place. Just like I did with your wayward ‘princess.’ And just like you’ll learn.”
Shit, shit, shit! The pheromones are overwhelming with how close Maria is. She must dope—no Alpha should be affecting her this much. It’s making it hard to think.
“Where—” Nami starts, but Maria cuts her off with a look. She bows her head, swallowing down her shame. “Please, can I see Vivi, Lady Maria.” It comes out choked.
“Very good! I knew you had it in you.” Maria smiles at her. Nami’s stomach churns. “Sarahebi?” she calls out.
A pink-haired woman emerges from behind beautiful satin curtains, tugging a leather leash behind her. Vivi stumbles into the room, her blue hair spilling over her shoulders as she lands on all fours. She’s wearing a stunning floral-patterned kimono, and her face is painted in a shade of white, hiding her beautiful darker complexion. The leash is attached to a ringed collar around her neck.
“Vivi!” Nami calls out. Her words get stuck in her throat—what did they do to her? “Vivi, it’s me—” Vivi looks up so that their eyes meet. Nami gasps. Her pupils are blown wide, her gaze far off and glassy. Nami thrashes, trying to kick free. “What did you do to her!? Let me go to her!! Vivi, look at me, please—!”
Sarahebi giggles. “Oh, she’s doing just fine, aren’t you dear?”
Vivi blinks slowly. “Mmm… yes, my lady…”
“Very good!” Sarahebi giggles again. “What do you think, Lady Maria? Does little Vivi get a reward for being so good?”
“All my good girls get rewards,” says Maria. “Vivi dear, won’t you show our newest recruit your beautiful mark for me?”
Vivi bolts up, sitting on her knees. “Yes, Lady Maria.” She pulls her hair back and the shoulder of her kimono down to reveal a large bite mark. Nami goes still, her eyes wide. It can’t be…
“Good girl…” Maria coos. She takes out a tablet and scrolls through some options. Eventually she lands on a page where she presses a button. Vivi moans, falling back and thrashing with pleasure. Maria turns back to Nami, smirking. “As you can see, Vivi belongs to me now.”
“No…” Nami whispers. “It can’t be…”
“Everyone here does. And you will be too very soon, my dear.”
Tears prick the corners of Nami’s eyes. “Please… just… let her go. Keep me. You can’t. You can’t do this to her.”
“Tenjo-Sagari, will you please do the honours?” Maria asks.
“It would be my pleasure, Lady Maria,” a lithe woman with pale lips responds. Two more women wheel out a cart with a needle on a cloth.
“What the hell is that!?” Nami tugs at her bonds. Tenjo-Sagari smiles as she picks up the needle and spritzes out the excess liquid. One of the other women cleans a patch of Nami’s arm with alcohol.
Luffy… I fucked up… I hope you’re nearby…
Tenjo-Sagari inserts the needle, and the drug is released into Nami’s bloodstream. She squeezes her eyes shut, expecting the worst…
“Don’t try to fight it…” Tenjo-Saragi says, voice lilting. “You’ll feel so much better once you let it take over.”
“Thank you, Tenjo-Sagari,” Maria says. “You girls can go have some fun while I work on breaking in our new beautiful toy.” “Of course, Lady Maria. Thank you, Lady Maria.” The girls bow and disperse, leaving Maria looming above Nami.
From the corner of her eye, Nami can see Vivi being disrobed by some of the girls. She lies there and lets it happen, spreading her legs eagerly and moaning out wantonly. One of them gets between her thighs, licking up to her crotch. Vivi moans happily, her head falling back, eyes squeezed shut with pleasure. Something hot pools in Nami’s abdomen as she watches. Her clit twitches and her hole leaks. She can’t take her eyes off of Vivi as she writhes in pleasure, one of the girls tweaking her nipples as the other continues to eat her out. Nami pants, heat engulfing her. It begins to cloud her mind, her cunt clenching around nothing desperately. It’s so much, it’s so overwhelming, it’s almost like—
She’s in heat.
“Enjoying the show?” Maria asks, saccharine sweet.
“What did you do to me… what did you give me…?” Nami grits, trying not to show how desperate she’s getting.
“You’re a smart girl, aren’t you? I think you know exactly what’s happened to you.” Maria crosses back in front of Nami, blocking her view of Vivi. Her pheromones hit Nami in a wave that has her moaning from want alone. “Oho? No smart remarks? Well, I suppose thinking must be getting difficult for you.” Maria’s hands wander, her long nail lightly scratching Nami’s erect nipple. She gasps, bucking her hips. “Oops,” Maria says, grinning.
Nami shudders, her toes curling. God, she’s so wet. She can’t stop squeezing her cunt, trying to get any relief she can as her heat burns through her. Maria pinches both of Nami’s nipples and tugs. Nami lets out a shout, her mind grinding to a halt with need. She needs to be touched, she needs to be filled, she needs her Alpha. She glares up at Maria, who merely spreads those painted lips innocently. She swipes her thumbs over Nami’s nipples and Nami croons, tortured with pleasure.
“Something the matter, dear?” Maria drags her nails over Nami’s nipples and continues down, running under her tits, and down her stomach. Nami squirms, panting out moans, desperate for more. Maria gets so close to her crotch Nami starts to quiver, hoping for anything—a sense of relief from her body’s aching needs. She squeezes her eyes shut, bracing for something, but instead of continuing down Maria veers to her legs, scraping teasing lines down her tensed thighs. Nami lets out a broken sob, her empty cunt the only thing on her mind. “If you want something you’re going to have to use your words, you know.”
How can Maria be so cruel? Nami’s lips quiver, trying to get her tongue to work. “Ngh—need—” she punches out, panting, her tongue lolling out of her mouth. She ruts her hips up to the best of her ability, trying to show where she needs attention.
“Oo, a full word, very good! What do you need, dear?” Maria brings her finger right beneath Nami’s crotch. “Here?” she asks, running a single line from Nami’s hole to her clit. Nami moans, her hips twitching involuntarily.
“Ah, fuck, please—” she swallows— “I need it so bad…” Can’t this Alpha smell her in need? Isn’t she compelled to help? Nami’s so empty it hurts.
Maria smiles, breathing right into Nami’s face. “And what might ‘it’ be?”
Tears prick Nami’s eyes. “Your knot—fuck—please just fill me up already—hnghg—”
Maria’s pink tongue darts out, her gaze turning hungry. Nami squirms, electrified by the attention. Maria picks up a pair of ornate scissors, snips them in the air a couple of times, and makes quick work of Nami’s clothing. Chunks of fabric fall to the ground in tatters. It’s a relief to be rid of them, her body shivering, clammy with feverish heat. Maria grips the insides of Nami’s thighs and pulls her legs apart. She leans down and buries her nose into Nami’s sex. “Absolutely divine.” Nami whimpers. Maria continues, licking into Nami’s hole. She continues up, flicking Nami’s clit. “Sweet and tangy, how delightful.” She presses the flat of her tongue on Nami’s mound and licks up slowly and deliberately. Nami’s stomach flexes as she continues, caught between laughing and sobbing. Her clit throbs with need, her hips bucking as Maria sucks on her nipple. She lands in the crook of her neck, sucking a mark right next to her scent gland. Nami’s eyes cross. Maria licks the shell of Nami’s ear, and whispers, “I’ll give you what you want, pet. All you need to do is submit.”
Tears run down Nami’s cheeks. “Please, Alpha.” Maria’s hand covers Nami’s crotch, pressing in. It’s so good. “Please fuck me. Use me. M-make me yours.” Maria presses her fingers into Nami’s clit, jerking it firmly. Nami’s mind goes blank.
“Good girl,” Maria says, her voice low. Nami shudders, thrusting her hips in time with Maria’s fingers. “Are you ready to be claimed? To give yourself to your Alpha?”
Nami nods, moaning out, “Uh-huh…”
Maria stops jerking Nami off. Through her blurred vision, Nami watches as Maria unknots her kimono, and holds her cock up, stroking it. Nami bites her lips, her mind going blank with need. Her cunt clenches from the thought of being filled alone. Maria comes in close, her pheromones overwhelming. Nami fights to keep her eyes open and her mouth closed. She moans when Maria’s cock rubs over her slit. “That’s right, you’re mine now. Be as loud as you want to be. I’ll take good care of you.” The head of her cock slips into Nami. She throws her head back, a gargled moan coming out from the back of her throat. Maria doesn’t stop, sinking all the way in. Nami clenches around her, rolling her hips to stimulate her g-spot. “Be still, my dear. Your Alpha will satisfy your needs.” Nami freezes, her lips quivering. Her hole continues to flutter and she pants, waiting. Maria pulls back and slams in, Nami shrieking out a moan. She fucks her hard and fast, Nami can hardly keep up with her own thoughts. There’s only pleasure. Maria coos in her ear, “Do you promise yourself to me? Do you submit yourself to your Alpha?”
“Fuck—yes—!” Nami agrees. She’s rewarded by Maria spilling into her. She bites Nami’s scent gland, tearing into her flesh. Nami cries out with pain that rapidly turns to pleasure, her orgasm wracking her entire body and mind as Maria knots and claims her. It’s the most intense and fantastic orgasm she’s ever had. The shock of it continues to spark through her as she comes down, her limbs twitching with exhausted ecstasy.
Maria grabs her hips, digging the pads of her fingers into her flesh. “Such an incredible body. Smooth skin, like spider’s silk. You’ll make for a fine specimen in my collection.”
Nami hums, her body warm and tingly. It feels nice to have Maria’s hands on her. “Girls!” Maria calls over. Two attendants are immediately by their side. “Help Nami down, and have a nest prepared for her.”
“Would you like to join Nami there, Lady Maria?” one of them asks. A small fire lights up in Nami’s abdomen. She holds her breath, hopeful.
Maria laughs. “Oh, heavens no.” Nami’s stomach drops. “I’m far too busy for that. Why don’t we have Vivi help the poor girl. That’s who she came for, after all. I’m sure her dainty Omega fingers will be plenty satisfactory for her saviour. Isn’t that right?”
Nami wants to throw up. “Yes, Lady Maria.”