Shanks froze the instant that voice slid into the air.
“Hello… Shanks.”
It wasn’t loud. It didn’t need to be.
The sound itself seemed to warp the world around it—soft yet heavier than thunder, carrying a gravity that made the sky feel like it was pressing down on them all.
Shanks’ breath caught in his throat. His mind screamed move, but his body wouldn’t listen.
His boots dug into the dirt as his legs quivered. The air i...
The next days pulsed with frenzy.
Cipher Pol agents filled the villa’s courtyards, armored and silent, their minds already rewritten by Stussy and Shakky. Elite squads marched in formation, their loyalty absolute.
Queens and princesses, already his slaves, were chosen to accompany him — their bodies pampered, perfumed, dressed in silks that clung to their curves.
The rest wept jealously, begging to be taken, but Lakeman smirked and left them behind as ornaments for...
2025-09-03 23:16:29 +0000 UTC View PostThe feast began like a storm.
Stussy moved first — tearing away her silks, eyes hazed, dropping to her knees and swallowing him deep, wet sounds spilling from her lips as she took him all the way down her throat.
Shakky straddled his lap the moment Stussy pulled back, her youthful body sinking down onto him with a trembling moan as his hands gripped her hips and drew her down hard against his lap.
A steady rhythm of skin meeting skin echoed through the go...
2025-09-03 23:13:35 +0000 UTC View PostThe whispers of the Rainbow Mist carried across the decks, but now… they were weaker. Fainter.
For it, too, was being devoured.
And Lakeman had five years to make this his.
Time had no meaning within the Rainbow Mist.
The sun never rose. The moon never set. The skies were only endless veils of shifting color — violet bleeding into emerald, gold cascading into crimson, azure melting into silver. And in that eternity, one figure ruled.
Lakeman....
2025-09-03 23:10:44 +0000 UTC View PostScarlet whispered, “Five years, Master? That long?”
Lakeman turned, smirk cruel. “For others, forever. For me, only five years. And I can leave whenever I wish. The question is…”
He clenched his fist. The mist recoiled, shivering like prey before a predator.
“…do I take it all now… or let the world rot in fear a little longer?”
The Rainbow Mist swirled, its whispers rising to screams, its colors pulsing like a living heart.
And at its center sto...
2025-09-03 23:07:38 +0000 UTC View PostDawn Island, East Blue.
The air reeked of smoke, roasted meat, and ale. Within the port tavern, Red-Haired Shanks and his crew celebrated their latest prize.
“Bwahahaha! To the fattest loot we’ve ever taken!” Shanks roared, raising a mug of frothing beer, his red hair catching the firelight.
“AYEEE!” the crew bellowed in unison, tankards slamming together.
Barrels of wine spilled across tables. Women from the port village giggled as pirates p...
2025-09-03 23:04:35 +0000 UTC View PostDays later, the ship drifted into the Calm Belt. The seas were eerily still, the waters like glass, broken only by the looming shadows of sea kings.
And in that silence rose an island of legend: Amazon Lily.
Lakeman descended in his smaller skystone barge, his presence heralded by thunder in the clouds.
On the beaches, the Kuja warriors stood ready, their bows raised—only to drop them instantly when their empress appeared.
“Hancock...
2025-08-30 20:53:16 +0000 UTC View PostSkypiea. Inside the golden palace.
“Ghwakh— Ghhk— Gwakh—”
Mirana Figarland’s red curls bounced with each brutal thrust as Lakeman gripped her hair, dragging her face onto his cock over and over. Her lips stretched, her throat bulged, her eyes watered.
The sound of wet choking echoed through the chamber, mixing with the musk of sweat and sex that clung to the air.
On the silken bed nearby, Robin and Lily lay sprawled, their skin gleaming with sweat, th...
2025-08-30 20:51:28 +0000 UTC View PostThe skies above Mariejois were calm when two divine shadows descended.
Shakky and Stussy arrived together, their heels clicking against the marble as they entered the rebuilt palace.
Behind them marched the Cipher Pol agents who had been stationed across the Holy Land before its ruin. Each agent’s eyes glowed faintly with conviction — not to Imu, not to the Five Elders, but to Saint Lakeman.
The Five Elders waited for them, grim faces veiled with practiced serenity...
2025-08-30 12:37:54 +0000 UTC View PostThe tenth day ended in silence.
The golden palace of Skypiea lay shrouded in the scent of lust and sweat, its crystalline walls glowing faintly, as though the structure itself had witnessed a war of gods and trembled at the memory.
Imu lay tangled in silk, her divine body exhausted but still yearning. She turned her violet eyes toward Lakeman, lips parting with hunger.
“…It isn’t enough,” she whispered, her voice trembling with pride and need. “Ten days, and s...
2025-08-30 12:36:19 +0000 UTC View PostThe golden silence of the Skypiea palace pulsed with heat. Imu licked her lips slowly, her chest rising and falling as though she had swallowed not just his release, but his pride. Her hair cascaded down her flushed cheeks, violet strands shimmering with the faint glow of divine aura that she struggled not to unleash again.
Lakeman leaned back on the silken altar, his body sculpted and steady, crimson eyes locked on her face. A half-smirk curved at the edge of his lips.
“You swa...
2025-08-29 19:35:22 +0000 UTC View PostIn the new palace of Skypiea, crafted by Stussy and Shakky from golden clouds and reinforced skystone, two glowing figures materialized within the throne hall—naked, their robes obliterated one final time by their last exchange.
Lakeman stood tall.
Imu stood across from him, hair flowing like liquid void, her chest rising slowly with each breath.
Both stared at one another.
Then… they looked away.
Slightly embarrassed.
...
2025-06-21 22:11:05 +0000 UTC View PostThe first rays of dawn broke across Mariejois, painting the towering spires of the Celestial capital in soft hues of amber and gold.
Inside Lakeman’s private palace, the once-heated chamber had cooled—though the scent of sweat, semen, and spent nobility still lingered in the air.
Scattered across the room, like offerings left at a forgotten altar, lay the divine bodies of the Celestial Dragon noblewomen.
Twelve in total. The most beautiful. The most sacred. The most unto...
2025-06-21 22:08:30 +0000 UTC View PostHis eyes remained cool. Focused. Dominant.
He shifted position, pinning Stussy down next and entering her soaked cunt in one brutal thrust.
PAH!
“Aaahhh—yes! Yes! More!” she wailed, wrapping her legs around him.
Two hours passed like a blur—filled with cries, orgasms, and unrelenting thrusts.
Their bodies trembled. Their minds blanked.
Only Lakeman remained fully calm.
And then, as if something shifted in his core, he pulled out, toweri...
2025-06-21 22:05:45 +0000 UTC View PostKoala, with her short, sandy hair and playful eyes, wore a revealing maid uniform as she skipped toward him with a flushed grin.
Stella, with her dancer’s body, spun gracefully into the room, her hips already swaying in time with the rhythm of pleasure she was ready to offer.
Irene, regal and cold once, now stepped in with lowered eyes and heated cheeks, her queenly presence surrendered fully to her role as Lakeman’s loyal plaything.
Then came the others—valiant prince...
2025-06-21 22:00:16 +0000 UTC View PostLakeman paid no attention to the kneeling Queen Otohime before him.
His focus remained solely on Viola, whose silken hair was wrapped tightly in his fist as he used her throat with rhythmic thrusts.
“Gghk… mmgh… gllkk…”
Wet, sloppy sounds echoed each time his thick cock disappeared past her lips, her throat bulging to accommodate him. Her eyes rolled back as she gagged softly, throat muscles tightening deliciously around his length.
Her neck ...
2025-06-21 21:32:33 +0000 UTC View PostBy the time Saint Lakeman’s long morning of debauchery finally came to a halt, the sun had already risen high into the sky.
It was noon.
All around the vast bedroom, dozens of bodies lay fainted and spent—naked queens, princesses, noblewomen, pirate captains, and maids.
Their skin glistened with sweat, their holes stretched and leaking, their faces flushed with the afterglow of being thoroughly used by the man who now lounged at the edge of the bed.
Lakeman s...
2025-06-15 20:39:10 +0000 UTC View PostMoments later, a female CP0 agent stepped into view—her face hidden behind a pale white mask, her lithe form wrapped in a sleek black uniform.
It was clear she served under Stussy’s direct authority.
She approached Otohime’s fainted body, glancing once at the tank—now stained with blood and gore.
"This stimulation should be enough," she said coolly, her voice echoing through the room.
With a graceful motion, she scooped O...
2025-06-14 00:32:55 +0000 UTC View PostPlop.
Without even looking at her dazed face, Lakeman pulled out and gestured to the next woman.
A statuesque brunette with piercing green eyes approached—Queen Isolde, another proud monarch whose armies had once resisted Celestial Dragon influence.
Now she crawled to him on hands and knees, her magnificent breasts swaying with each movement.
"Master, please... let me serve."
He chuckled darkly. "You will serve well."
Grabbing he...
2025-06-14 00:30:37 +0000 UTC View PostNearly half a month had passed.
One by one, the royal families of the World Government’s member nations had safely arrived at Mariejois.
Though a few pirate attacks had flared along the way, they had been swiftly and ruthlessly crushed by the Marine warships assigned to each convoy.
The Reverie would proceed without disruption.
Now, the glittering capital of the Celestial Dragons thrummed with life. The royal houses of more than fifty permanent member nations h...
2025-06-14 00:28:26 +0000 UTC View Post“What’s this now?” Shen Fei drawled, his voice low and amused.
“The noble and arrogant Miss Huyan Lanrou, spying on me while I fuck my sluts... and fingering herself in the shadows?”
He turned toward the shelf behind which her presence had long betrayed her.
Lanrou froze.
For a moment, shame and panic threatened to overwhelm her. But then—clarity.
She remembered why she had come here, what she truly wanted. Not just to surrende...
2025-06-01 17:58:08 +0000 UTC View PostHuyan Lanrou wandered back to her dormitory, her steps slow and unfocused.
Her mind kept replaying Shen Xiu’s mocking words—echoes of humiliation that mixed with something far worse.
Each time her eyes blinked shut, she saw herself in Shen Xiu’s place… gagging, moaning, her throat stretched obscenely around Shen Fei’s thick cock.
The images came unbidden, vivid and relentless, igniting a twisted ache within her.
That night and even beyond, s...
2025-05-29 13:53:21 +0000 UTC View PostBy the time he returned, the evening sun had vanished beyond the horizon. His villa glowed warmly with candlelight and perfume.
A crimson carpet stretched from the entrance to the throne room, flanked by rows of silent maids and two kneeling Cipher Pol operatives.
At the center—escorted on a silver leash—was a trembling beauty.
Lady Noelle of Varnis.
The youngest duchess of a now-defeated maritime kingdom.
Her people had rebelled after ...
2025-05-25 22:52:44 +0000 UTC View PostThe world continued to spin.
Kings ruled, Marines patrolled, and the nobles whispered over wine and war.
But none of them realized—
They no longer owned their empires.
They merely tended the gardens Lakeman had already claimed.
And two immortal agents moved with divine certainty in the dark arteries of the world’s structure—beneath courtrooms and barracks, noble manors and cipher archives.
They were the blades of their master.
T...
2025-05-25 22:11:16 +0000 UTC View PostWhile Lakeman claimed his newest pet, the world beyond the villa shifted in silence.
Shakky had just delivered her next target—Princess Ayaka of the Ketsu Dynasty—to Cipher Pol’s underground holding cell.
The girl, still barely resisting, would be processed within days.
“Keep her untouched,” Shakky had instructed the agents. “Only Master will take her virginity.”
At the same time, Stussy’s leaks c...
2025-05-25 21:41:45 +0000 UTC View PostThe silence above Grove 0 was unnatural.
Not the peaceful kind—but a silence heavy with change, like the final breath before a storm.
From the top of the reconstructed auction house, the sea winds curled and coiled, caressing the edges of a rooftop where two women stood—watching the sleeping Sabaody Archipelago below.
Their eyes held no warmth.
Only purpose.
Stussy, clad in a sleek black coat that hugged her hourglass f...
2025-05-25 21:08:04 +0000 UTC View PostThe golden sun dipped beneath the clouds as Lakeman stepped into the heart of his new villa.
Mariejois stretched endlessly beyond his towering glass windows, its white towers glowing in the last light of day.
This palace wasn’t decorated with ostentation like those of other Celestial Dragons.
His estate was quiet, precise, and absolute—made to be ruled from, not admired.
Tonight was not a night of speeches or servants.
Tonight was a
Shakky knelt between Lakeman’s thighs, her body quivering from hours of divine use.
Her throat was raw, her pussy sore, her ass red and stretched—and yet she begged for more.
She had screamed herself hoarse.
She had swallowed enough cum to fill her womb twice over.
And still, her mind was blissful. Clear.
Her soul, rewritten.
“I’m yours, Master… I was always meant to be yours…”
Lakeman’s hand rested gently on her head. He ran his...
2025-05-25 17:17:46 +0000 UTC View PostAfter a week of continuous, merciless pounding, Lakeman finally allowed Stussy to rest—if only barely.
Her body, now perfected through the laws of life, time, and deathlessness, had taken everything he could give and still begged for more.
He watched her sleep—nude, spent, her belly full of his seed, the air around her still humming with the smell of sex.
“She’s mine. My eternal slut. My immortal blade.”
<... 2025-05-25 16:37:10 +0000 UTC View PostThe golden transponder snail had gone silent.
The Five Elders were pacified.
Sengoku remained quiet.
The Cipher Pol network now belonged to the world government in all but name. And soon, even that would be erased.
All this… because of her.
Stussy, his loyal toy.
Kneeling at the foot of his throne, her body still marked with dried seed and bite bruises, she remained silent, awaiting whatever command or punishment came next.
But he d...
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