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one piece: Nami’s struggles

Nami is the Navigator for the Strawhat Pirates. She is also the official whore of the ship, these are the tales of her duties as the Strawhat's Slut. Chapters release once a week Please vote with Powerstones or leave a review of what you like and any complaints you might have.

Mad_man13 · อะนิเมะ&มังงะ
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Chapter 5 - Enus Sloppy

The agent gathered a handful of bubbles and blew, watching her breath wreak havoc on the suds. She applied the soapy water to her bare skin with a smile.

Uncrossing her long, slender legs, she folded them the other way, pausing in between to look at the defeated woman on the other side of the room. Her weapon lay before her, she was on her side staring daggers at the woman in the tub. Soapy water dripped off of her bare skin, while it soaked into the brown top she was wearing as well as the bluish-grey miniskirt. She was breathing heavily, struggling to get up.

"You guys don't have much time, do you?" Kalifa, the CP9 agent asked, "I thought you weren't going to go easy on me. Did I hear wrong?"

Nami snapped, "How dare you mock me! I won't let you get away with it!"

The bathing woman was unfazed by her anger, she continued to calmly taunt the fallen pirate, "Then bring it on. You don't have to wait. The battle has already started by now."

Nami was mostly confused, how could Kalifa attack her from the bathtub when water is the number one weakness of any Devil Fruit User. Her best course of action now was to get her talking, "I'm surprised a power-wielder would take a bath in front of the enemy. You're halfway submerged, you shouldn't be able to use your powers by now."

"Are you saying I'm leaving myself wide open."

Kalifa stood, the water and soap dripped from her every feature. She was tall and slender, yet every muscle was clearly defined. Nami saw that she had abs and was kind of jealous. This woman was clearly a fighter, yet she had massive tits and a 'dump truck' of an ass. Her hair was wet and slicked back, cleared out of her face.

"You don't have to worry about it, because just like me, you can't exert your strength, either."

Kalifa exited the bath and pulled down a privacy shade. Nami watched her shadow get dressed. She pulled up a pair of fishnet stockings, over her knees and appeared to slide on a matching top. The fishnets stretched over each arm and shoulder, coming down over her breasts and then stopping there. Her perky nipples poked out from the spaces.

The agent stepped around and approached the downed pirate, "So, if you can't fight me, what can you do?"

Nami tried and failed again to get to her feet.

"Cat Burglar Nami of the Strawhat Pirates. The last time I looked, you had a bounty of 16 Million Berries. You're said to be the brains behind the operation," Kalifa said, "Your ability to manipulate opponents has gotten some notoriety. The way I see it, you just show off your tits and expect everyone to fall over themselves to do whatever you say."

Kalifa suddenly grabbed her, running her hands all over Nami's body. Her palms and fingers felt up each arm, slid around her neck then down to her chest. Kalifa's hands slipped inside the cleavage and started groping at the orange-haired pirate's breasts. Her fingers were aggressive, grasping the flesh hard. Nami bit her lip as her nipples were tweaked, then was shocked when suddenly her top was yanked off over her head. It felt odd that it was so easy for Kalifa to remove it, the clothes just slipped off unyielded. After a pass with Kalifa's hands, Nami's skirt also fell off. It was like her skin was too slippery to keep her clothes on. It didn't take too much complex thought to realize it was the result of a Devil Fruit ability.

The slipperiness did not work against Kalifa though, as she settled in behind Nami with her arms and legs wrapped behind her. She was able to secure tight grips on her, grabbing her by the neck while her other hand slipped between Nami's thighs. Her fingers started to rub against the woman's clit, moving in a circular motion. The captured pirate was able to grab onto Kalifa's wrist, squeezing tight as she felt the stimulation building from her nether regions.

Nami pushed her feet into the ground, try to brace herself but her feet slipped. She was still under Kalifa's power, there was nothing she could do but experience the rubbing sensation thrust upon her by the CP9 agent.

Kalifa's hand around Nami's throat tightened, choking the girl as she continued to rub her sensually. After a moment, she began to insert a digit inside of the woman's pussy. She began to move them back and forth, her fingers moving in a curling motion to stimulate her most sensitive regions.

"Oh god..." Nami moaned, not only was the penetration driving her crazy, but the upper portion of Kalifa's palm was grinding against her clit which sent her overboard. Nami groaned, her eyes rolled back as she lost her voice, panting sharply. Her feet slid on the floor when she attempted to dig her heels in, but she could only slip around, kept a loose prisoner in Kalifa's embrace. Victim to her fingering until she came from it. The surge of pleasure flooded her senses for a few moments until she finally slumped into the blonde's embrace, out of breath.

The pirate was insanely turned on, she was hungry to reciprocate the action done to her. She had forgotten the mission and was now just wanted to taste the CP9's pussy.

Nami turned to face Kalifa, aiming to plant her lips against the statuesque blonde's mouth. Unfortunately, the slippery status was still in effect as Nami slid on the floor, putting her face in Kalifa's lap.

The orange-haired pirate underhooked Kalifa's slender legs, pulling herself in so that her tongue could reach the dominant woman's pussy. She flicked her tongue slowly, stimulating her partner. Nami's eyes looked up adoringly as she pinched the clit between her soft lips and pulled, Kalifa inhaled sharply. Nami release and returned to licking. She then dove her tongue between the blonde's lips and wagged her tongue inside.

Kalifa picked up Nami's Clima-tact, "What do you have in here? Maybe I could shove this inside you. I'm sure you've felt bigger."

"I have a better idea," Nami said, surprised that Kalifa was so confident in her domination that she was willing to hand ver a piece of the Clima-tact. She grasped the thick rod and admired the softball sized knob on the end. Her finger found a groove and triggered the switch. The knob began to vibrate rapidly. Kalifa's eyes widened with intrigue as the shaking head approached her nether regions.

With a Chesire smile, Nami placed the knob on the inside of Kalifa's thigh and slowly brought it closer and closer towards the slender woman's crotch. Nami could tell she was holding her breath in suspense as she felt the vibrating head thump against her flesh rapidly until it touched to her clit. The thing was loud, drowning out everything that was not in the room at the moment. The moment it began stimulating her, Kalifa stopped holding her breath and gasped loudly. Her eyes were locked on Nami's, with a look of disbelief. It was possible that she had never experienced a vibrator before. Nami liked that she was showing the secret agent something she didn't know.

Kalifa's eyelids fluttered close, her mouth hanging open as she leaned her head back. Nami did what she could to raise herself off, as it turned out the effects of the Devil Fruit ability did not last long. She was nowhere near as slippery as she once was. Nami was able to mount Kalifa's knee, making sure to place her crotch on the woman's knee so as she fidgeted, every motion would rub against her. She brought herself face to face with Kalifa, not that the woman was vaguely aware of anything but the vibrator at this point. Nami began kissing Kalifa from her neck up to her cheek then began to tongue her ear.

Kalifa lied back on the marble floor, her hands behind her head. Her fingers tussled her long blonde hair. Her chest rose and sank, tempting Nami into wrapping her lips around one of the nipples and sucking as she worked the vibrator against the clit up and down in a very handjob-like motion. Kalifa's core was clenched, with each breath her ab muscles showed off the six-pack she had honed.

"Oh, are you going to cum already?" Nami asked, disregarding how fast Kalifa had been able to make her do the same. She now had a hand on the woman's neck, pinning her to the ground as she persisted in subjecting her to the vibrator's onslaught. Each of Kalifa's loud breaths came with a note that grew in pitch each time until she let out a loud groan, her back arched and she lifted her as of the ground. Nami giggled as she watched Kalifa convulse from her orgasm.

Her mind wandered and an idea came to her, Nami repositioned and sat herself on Kalifa's face. Without a word or even a second of hesitation, the blonde's mouth set to work tonguing Nami's pussy. Her hands each groped one of the pirate's ass cheeks, gripping them tightly as Nami returned to work with the vibrator.

Feeling a little devious and a bit sadistic, Nami grinded herself on Kalifa's face. She bounced her ass up and down, hitting her with it. The woman's glasses were now very skewed on her face. Kalifa did not argue though, she merely stayed on the task of eating Nami's cunt.

The orange-hair cat burglar marveled at how she had effortlessly twisted the power-dynamic and now it was her dominating the fishnet-wearing blonde. As the vibrator worked to bring Kalifa to another powerful orgasm Kalifa's head fell back against the floor, she gasped and moaned, "Oh fuck, I'm going to cum."

"What are you doing?" Nami demanded, she reached back and grabbed a handful of blonde hair and pulled, forcing Kalifa back to work. She felt the tongue against her clit once more, licking vigorously, but she could tell the woman wasn't focused on the task at all. Her mind was fully occupied by the vibrator now and what it was doing to her. Still, she was doing a decent enough job, good enough to make Nami breathe heavy.

Nami stopped using the vibrator on Kalifa for a moment and brought the vibrating knob to her own clit. Kalifa's tongue was buried between her pussy lips, diving deep as she squeezed her ass cheeks hard. It only took the vibrator a few seconds to bring Nami to climax, her eyes rolled back as she moaned loudly. She was shaking and thought she might collapse on top of the woman.

When Kalifa started to feel forgotten, Nami felt her hand on her wrist, guiding the Clima-tact vibrator back to her pussy. The pirate giggled as she sensed her captive was addicted to the sensation now.

Nami noticed something for the first time. She honestly hadn't paid enough attention to notice that Kalifa had been using a butt-plug this entire time. Quite frankly, she was shocked and disappointed in herself for not noticing. Then again, she hadn't done any pussy-eating herself, she had only been using the vibrator, so it wasn't like she had gotten a close look. Nami grabbed the end, a small ring attached to the end for retrieval. Nami instantly recognized that the plug actually had a screw-on lid, there was a compartment inside.

With one hand distracting Kalifa with the vibrator, the other unscrwed the plug to discover a key hidden inside. It dawned on Nami that this was her goal in the first place and she was supposed to have been searching for this key from the start. With the key in her possession, she now just needed to get away from Kalifa. Maybe she could trick the agent into bondage, or she could use the Clima-tact to hit her with a lightning bolt...

The wall suddenly exploded as a great, hairy beast barged in. The thing was enormous and seemingly angry. Nami shielded herself from the debris. Startled by the intrusion, Kalifa threw Nami off and rushed to her feet. Her knees were clearly shaky though.

"What is this? Some sort of illusion?" Kalifa demanded, immediately growing suspicious of Nami.

"No, this isn't me," Nami defended. She looked at the beast, seeing its large set of antlers was a dead giveaway, "Chopper?"

Somehow, their dear reindeer doctor had mutated into a giant, monstrous version of himself. He reached forward with a giant hand and swiped at them. Kalifa dodged and releases a wave of bubbles at the monster. Chopper's fur aborbed the soap and didn't seem to get slippery at all. His next swipe met its mark, grabbing Kalifa in his enormous hand. If the CP9 agent had wet the floor, maybe she could have saved herself by sending Chopper slidng through the wall, but now she was trapped. She tried to pry herself free, but he was too strong.

Nami turned to run, she had the key now and needed to get it to Robin. She had her clothes and Clima-tact bunched up under her one arm as she ran for the door. She worried though that Chopper might kill Kalifa, he didn't seem to be in control of himself. She then noticed the long, pink cock poking out from his brown fur as her brought Kalifa towards it. He seemed to be aware enough to notice the sexy, naked woman in his grip.

"She should be fine," Nami said to herself, as she rushed out the door, she heard a loud Kalifa squeal.

"Holy fuck, that's so fucking big! Shove that big dick right in me!"

"Oh yeah," Nami confirmed, "she'll be fine."

The Bridge of Hesitation was the final step of their journey together, once they crossed it there was no going back. The Gates of Justice would close behind her and she would never leave the Navy's grasp. Nico Robin was marched forward as much as she wished to stop, Spandam continued to force her. Nico Robin was a refugee of Ohara, a rare gem for the World Government. She was the only one able to discover the secrets of the ancient weapons.

The goal was to keep her secluded from the outside world. Once rescue became an impossibility, then the interrogation would begin. That's where Spandam would be needed. As the head of CP9, Robin would be his sole responsibility, he could use any method he chose to get the information out of her. He delighted in telling her his plans, they were as depraved as she was expecting.

"You're going to be my personal whore," Spandam bragged, his eyes were wild from behind his iron mask, he had a strong grip on her arm as he continued walking. "Every morning, you are going to wake up and suck on my cock. You'll suck my cock as I eat my breakfast, my lunch and my dinner. I'm going to fuck you in your ass every night right before bed. I'm going to find new and fun ways to punish you for your evil knowledge. Whips and clamps and plugs and vibrators, anything and everything I can think of. I think I'm going to pass you around the barracks for all the Marines to use, from the Admirals to the trainees. Maybe I'll let you spend a week in Impel Down for a vacation, the prisoners will love to see you there."

Robin tripped and fell, once again, exhausted from her journey thus far. The way Spandam was pulling her made it difficult for her to walk normally. She bit down on the gagball in her mouth as her knees hit the hard walkway. Luckily, she was able to keep her balance enough where she didn't fall completely forward. Her hands were still shackled behind her back, so she wouldn't be able to protect herself. The shackles seemed to be the only reasons he was still dressed. Spandam wouldn't dare to undo them long enough for her leather jacket or the shirt beneath it to be removed. They had slid her panties off, but left her leather miniskirt as well as the long black stockings.

From the moment she'd arrived, Spandam couldn't keep his dick out of her. It was essentially how he introduced himself as well as the other members of CP9. The gag-ball only left her mouth for her to suck his dick. Even when Luffy and his crew arrived to reclaim her, Spandam had bent her over the railing of the Tower and fucked her in front of them. Robin tried to assure her old teammates that she was fine, they shouldn't chase after her. Luffy stood firm and demanded to know, "Would you rather fuck them or fuck us?"

As Spandam fucked her ass from behind, Robin cried out with tears in her eyes, "I wanna fuck you!"

Spandam hadn't liked that and he ordered CP9 to kill or apprehend the Strawhats as he dragged Robin towards the Gates of Justice. It would have gone a lot faster if he didn't punish every one of Robin's perceived slights with some form of fucking. Robin didn't resist those, she actually encouraged it. Each moment Spandam was fucking her mouth was added time that Luffy had to catch up to her and rescue her from the World Government's grasp.

Using her body to stall a dominant opponent, it was Robin's fantasy come to life. Even if Spandam was a slimy weasel and Robin probably could have kicked his ass seven days a week if she wasn't wearing the sea prism shackles. She loved the idea of being degraded and humiliated by her nemesis, that he could do whatever he wanted to her.

Spandam cursed at her for falling again, "On your knees? You seem to like it there, let me give you what you want."

Robin watched as he dropped his pants, a recurring event as he thrust his cock into her mouth. The defiant archaeologist opened her mouth wide as the cock started to move back and forth along her tongue.

Spandam used a handful of Robin's hair to yank her head back. The pulling caused her to gasp, leading the CP9 Leader to take advantage of her wide open mouth.

Robin's eyes widened as the cock thrust between her lips, the head collided against her tongue and began to run back and forth along it. By this point, Spandam had done this so often that Robin had learned how to position herself.

She opened her mouth as wide as possible, her tongue poked out past her lips cupping the rapidly moving cock. Her eyes watered with tears as she looked up at his masked face. Robin kept her back straight, which pushed out her chest, the neckline of her leather jacket had been pulled down, exposing her large tits. Her shackeled wrists had no option but to remain l behind her back.

Spandam was hunched over her, fucking Robin's throat with reckless abandon. His teeth were bared as he scowled. His brow was furrowed with beads of sweat starting to accumulate on his forehead. Both of his hands were now on the back of her head as he pushed her head towards him for each dynamic thrust of his hard cock down her accepting throat.

"That's it! Take that fucking cock, you fucking whore!" Spandam growled. He forced his cock deep into her throat, pushing the head down her esophagus as far as he could reach. Robin slurped, trying to prevent saliva from trickling past her lips, unfortunately it had already started to do so.

Robin started to choke on it the longer it stayed buried in her airway, but eventually Spandam took pity on her and pulled his cock out of her mouth. The archaeologist gasped loudly, which tickled her throat enough to throw her into a violent coughing fit.

"Know what?" Spandam declared, "I'm going to fuck your tight, little pussy right here on the Bridge of Hesitation! Where the whole world can see! That's the kind of power I will have for bringing you in! Now give me that ass!"

Spandam pushed her over, Robin fell onto her chest with her ass in the air. Her skirt was pushed up so it rested above her ass. From there, she felt the head of Spandam's cock push inside of her pussy.

"Oh," Robin moaned as the dick slid into her. Spandam was a rough as he chose to he as he slammed his cock into her, thrusting hard and fast. His hands gripped her thin waist, his thumb and fingertips digging into her soft, smooth skin.

"Oh yeah!? You like that dick?" Spandam shouted, hearing Robin's moans. He continued, "That's the dick of the World Government, right now you are getting fucked by all the power of the World Government through my dick. Feel that power, whore?"

Spandam was clearly drunk on power, he was relishing the opportunity to fuck the world's most dangerous woman on the Bridge of Hesitation. Robin could only look forward, she saw numerous Marines at their assigned positions, they watched silently. They appeared to be in disbelief thay the lewd act was taking place directly in front of them.

Robin felt Spandam's cock striking deep into her cunt, penetrating her hard. He brought his palm down on her round, juicy aas with a loud smack. He reached forward and grabbed Robin's hair and yanked her head back. The archaeologist cried out as she felt her ass cheeks rippling from impact.

"Get on top of me, slut! I want everyone to see how much control over you," Spandam ordered. Nico Robin obeyed, scrambling on her knees to mount him. Without her hands to help her, she was fairly challenged in her movement ability.

Spandam held his cock steady as Robin positioned her pussy on the tip, then began to sink down onto his hog. She exhaled slowly as it entered her inch by inch until she was seated at the base. From there the captive woman started to bounce up and down, aware her big tits were doing the same.

Her shackles rattled as she rode the megalomaniac. She was doing her best to enjoy the sensation even as deplorable as Spandam was. Robin felt turned on by the demanding nature, like she was being dominated. It was a fetish for her it seemed.

Robin knelt with her back straight, her head leaned back as she grinded her pussy on the narcissists dick, feeling it drive into yer each time she dropped her ass down on his crotch.

The prisoner moaned, feeling her own pleasure starting to rise. She felt like she might actually orgasm, even if it was her own dick-riding that was doing the stimulation.

As one could expect, Spandam was thinking only of himself. He threw Robin off of him and scrambled to his feet, he loomed over her as he tugged on his dick until he erupted onto her face.

Being decidedly submissive, Nico Robin sucked on the head of his cock. She did her best to take in every drop of semen she could get.

"That seems only fitting. Im going to march you through the Gates of Justice with your face covered in my cum. The perfect way to sign all my hard work getting you here_"

BOOM!

Spandam's rant was cut short by a small explosion at the back of his head. He was propelled down a flight of stairs at the feet of his Marine subordinates. Robin looked for where the explosive projectile had came from. There was no one immediately visible, the bridge was empty but for her.

Marines rushed to return fire but they could not spot the shooter either. Then one saw a figure from atop a distant tower. His silhouette was iconic and unmistakable. His cape blew in the wind

He was sniping from a shocking distance.

Against the wind.

With nothing but a slingshot.

He was the King of Snipers.

Sogeking.

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