A new crew member has joined the Going Merry.
Princess of the Kingdom of Alabasta, Nefertari Vivi.
On the surface, she was acting bravely as our "client," but she was looking around the ship with anxious eyes as preparations for departure were underway.
The first thing she witnessed was the unusually "ordinary" life on this ship.
Alvida was preparing the ship for the arduous journey that was about to begin. Her movements were powerful and efficient. However, as soon as I passed by her, she stopped what she was doing, knelt down, and bowed her head reverently.
In the kitchen, Makino and Kaya are happily preparing a meal. At first glance, the scene is heartwarming. However, the content of their conversation is filled with devotion to their master, such as, "I wonder what kind of seasoning Eros likes," and "You were so kind to me last night."
The "common sense" and "ethics" that Vivi has developed as a member of royalty and as a human being are completely useless on this ship.
This fact had certainly worn down her spirit even before she set sail.
With everything ready, we were about to set sail from Whiskey Peak.
Igaram carried out a "decoy operation" in which he donned a flashy wig in place of Vivi and headed to Alabasta in a different boat.
"Vivi! Please be safe!"
"Igaram!"
Bibi sheds tears as she bids a brief farewell to her only loyal retainer, but she still holds onto a glimmer of hope that Igaram will return safely to his country and tell the king what has happened.
Shortly after, Igaram's ship set sail and our Going Merry quietly left the harbor.
Suddenly, a woman appeared silently at the bow of the ship.
A bewitching beauty with long black hair, translucent white skin, and eyes that hold an unfathomable darkness.
Miss All Sunday, Nico Robin.
As she held out the Eternal Pose to the next island before us, she declared fearlessly, "The boss knows everything about your voyage."
Then she glanced over at Igaram's boat heading off into the horizon, and smiled cruelly and joyously, as if she knew what was about to happen.
As if Robin's smile was a signal, the small boat carrying Igaram suddenly exploded in a huge explosion and disappeared into the sea.
"Igaramuuuuu!!"
Vivi's screams echoed hollowly across the vast ocean.
Before her very eyes, Igaram, her last hope and only loyal retainer, was lost in the sea (or so she thought).
Robin smiled with satisfaction at the sight, then got on the giant turtle he had prepared and left.
Bibi collapsed to the ground and could only cry.
She was now completely alone on this infernal ship.
Sitting deep in a deck chair on the deck, I looked down at her with a sense of satisfaction, even as she was at the very bottom of despair.
Then, he gave orders to Makino and Kaya, who were standing next to him, with just a glance.
The two of them understood exactly what I meant and gently walked over to Vivi.
"Vivi... it must be hard for you..."
"I know the pain of losing a loved one..."
They begin to comfort Bibi with their heartfelt empathy and sympathy, and a little warmth flows into Bibi's heart.
But I had no intention of letting this beautiful scene of sisterly love continue forever.
I sat in a deck chair, watching the scene, and, coldly and as an absolute king, cut off the sweet air.
"Makino, Kaya."
I quietly call out his name.
With that one word, the expressions of the two of them froze.
"You haven't forgotten what those comforting 'gentle hands' were originally for, have you?"
The words were not a command.
It was just a fact-check, but because of that it came with absolute and irresistible pressure.
The two of them can't resist.
Makino, with the same hand that had been stroking Bibi's back, began to slowly massage my calves.
Kaya let go of Bibi's hand, knelt at my feet, and began to carefully suck each of my toes with her lips.
Bibi is shocked.
The gentle hands and lips that had comforted her were now turning into lustful service to the man who was supposed to be protecting her.
Their expressions slowly but surely change from one of sympathy to one of joy in serving their Lord.
Bibi realizes.
There are no allies on this ship.
Friendship, empathy, sympathy, all of this is transformed into lascivious service at the whim of this one man.
What is this man's true identity? Is he really on their side?
There is nowhere to escape.
Seeing her complete loneliness and despair, I stood up from my deck chair for the first time and slowly approached her.
With each step I took towards her, Bibi's body trembled in fear.
She tries to back away, but the edge of the ship is already behind her.
She glares at me like a cornered small animal.
His eyes were filled with fear, hatred, and hopeless vigilance.
"...Don't come."
A weak, yet firm voice of refusal escaped her lips.
I stopped a few steps before her, enjoying her final resistance to the fullest.
Then, he quickly threw off the mask of the cruel ruler he had been wearing up until then, and showed a gentle expression, as if he was genuinely worried about her.
"That must have been tough, Vivi. You did a great job on your own."
Vivi's eyes widen at the unexpected words of appreciation.
I continued stroking her back slowly and gently.
"But it's okay now. You don't have to fight alone anymore. I'll take on all of that burden."
I inject a tiny amount of calming hormones into her body that will calm her mind and give her peace of mind.
Bibi's mind completely loses all judgement at the unexpected kindness and the warm sense of security it gives her at the brink of despair.
My body, which had been so stiff from being on guard, gradually relaxed.
For the first time in her life, she felt a deep sense of peace in the heart of this man, who was supposed to be her mysterious contract partner.
And at that moment, she felt completely at ease, relaxed her body, and entrusted herself to me.
I stole her lips.
"Hmm...!?"
It wasn't a greeting like at the banquet. It was a deep, passionate kiss, filled with a clear intention of possession.
The kiss awakens Bibi to reality.
This kindness, this comfort, it was all a clever "trap" to make his prey, himself, let his guard down completely.
And that I had already fallen completely into that trap.
"...!"
Her eyes were filled with despair, and even more so, with intense anger.
She pushed me in the chest with all her might.
"Let go!"
I couldn't help but smile at the feeble resistance, like a threatening cat, and took a few steps back.
She glared at me, her lips tightly pressed together, trying to hold back tears.
Those eyes aren't dead yet.
(...Good. That's it.)
That's why it's worth taking the time to train it carefully from now on.
I didn't say anything to her, just gave her a fearless smile.
And then he leisurely left the place.
Vivi was left behind, alone on the deck, collapsed on the spot, confused and could only stare at my back as I walked away.
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That night.
Bibi was unable to sleep in her bed in her room.
The heart is filled with hatred and fear.
But her body still cannot forget the false comfort that man gave her and the heat of betrayal.
(What will happen to me from now on?)
It was as if to further fuel her anxiety.
The cabin door was slammed open.
Alvida was standing there, and in her hands she was dragging Mikita, who was gagged and bound.
"Lord Eros has called for you, Princess. It's time for the 'show'."
Without understanding what was going on, Bibi was taken to the lounge.
There I was, waiting like a king on a throne.
I sat Vivi down in a special seat with a good view and gave Alvida a nod.
"Begin."
Alvida dragged the bound and gagged Mikita to the center of the lounge and roughly ripped the gag off him.
"...Huh...haa...!"
Mikita was breathing heavily and silently glared at me and then at Bibi with eyes filled with hatred and contempt.
That pride that hadn't yet been broken only fueled my sadism.
"Now, Mikita. You have two choices: die or become my 'toy'."
She answered my question as if spitting.
"...Kill him. I'd rather die than be kept by a lowlife like you."
"Hmm... that's a good answer. But unfortunately, you don't have that option."
I knelt before her and, without further ado, sealed her rebellious lips with my own.
"Hmmmm!?"
It wasn't just a kiss. It was a sign of dominance, physically containing her cheeky words and ravaging her mouth with my tongue. As we kissed, I let the first hormones of pleasure flow through her body.
Mikita's body convulsed, and a look of confusion other than hatred began to appear in his eyes.
I let go of her lips and mercilessly ripped her lemon-patterned dress apart.
Her slender yet toned and beautiful body is revealed.
"You will be my second 'Combat Doll', following Alvida. To do that, I first need to 'adjust' your cocky mind and your weak body."
I touched every part of her body, caressing her and giving her pleasure, while at the same time pointing out her flaws so that Bibi could hear.
"Your arm muscles aren't strong enough. You won't be able to serve as my subordinate."
I grab his arm and inject him with muscle-boosting hormones along with pleasure.
"The same goes for your legs. You have good control of your posture in the air, but your footing on the ground is weak."
I straddle her legs and similarly remodel her leg muscles from the inside.
"Aaaaah! It's so hot! My body feels strange..."
Mikita's screams of protest soon turned into moans of agony, and finally into lascivious moans.
The light gradually faded from her eyes, which had been filled with hatred, and instead a hollow light, melted with pleasure, began to shine.
And now the finishing touches.
Now that she was at the mercy of what I was doing, I picked her up and placed my hand on her lower abdomen.
"And here is her greatest flaw. Despite being a woman, she has yet to experience true pleasure."
Taking those words as my signal, I mercilessly thrust my penis into her sanctuary, a place that had yet to be defiled by anyone.
"Mmmmmmm!!"
Mikita's body arches back violently and violently.
A new pain, and then a brain-burning pleasure that far surpassed it.
And through my bodily fluids, from deep within her body, the final hormones are poured in to transform her into the fighting doll of my dreams.
In that wave of orgasm, the last of her pride was completely and completely shattered.
A new, sixth lewd mark, a "restrained heart," was appearing on his lower abdomen, vividly red and asserting its presence.
Mikita loses consciousness and collapses to the floor.
She no longer looks like a proud female agent.
She was simply a new "doll" who had been remodeled to suit my will and had her soul stolen along with her virginity.
Vivi could only watch the whole thing, pale and trembling.
It was her final, and most effective, silent threat.
"This is what your future will look like."
Bibi couldn't sleep a wink that night.