Chapter 8
Opening the Desire System, I checked the skill list. Mind-Mind Fruit had somehow upgraded to Lv.4—divine sense range now 30 meters (intensity hard to test for now). Rumble-Rumble Fruit still Lv.3—didn't use it as often. Horm-Horm Fruit remained Lv.1—I basically just used it as an aphrodisiac.
I trained both fruits at once, multitasking. Before I knew it, night fell. I stopped and returned to the cabin. Divine sense sweep—Nojiko still asleep. I headed to Nami's room.
The moment I opened the door, a thick, obscene scent hit me. I stepped in and closed it behind me.
"Mmm… mmm…" Nami was still in the pose I designed—skin flushed red from aphrodisiac, muffled moans leaking through the ball gag. Her breasts were deep red from constriction. Looking up, the 5L aphrodisiac-nutrient mix was completely gone. The floor was covered in a massive puddle of unknown fluids—evidence of countless climaxes.
From behind, I saw a large pink semi-transparent jelly mass hanging from her tender rear—quite a volume. Suddenly, it contracted, sucking back inside. I could clearly see her flat belly bulge. Nami's body stiffened, then trembled violently—another climax.
The collar tightened mercilessly, silencing her. She endured suffocation, abdominal swelling, silent orgasm pleasure, and a gush from below—all proof of climax.
She didn't struggle at all—she'd been through this countless times. After 10+ seconds, the collar loosened. Nami desperately breathed through her hooked nose.
"Looks like you're having fun." I walked over and removed the ball gag.
"Ha… ha… ha…" Completely speechless, Nami just gasped with numb mouth.
Before she recovered, I pulled out my cock and thrust into her mouth.
"Hold it properly. Move your tongue." Under the collar's control, Nami obeyed without reservation.
Soft warmth wrapped tight, tongue swirling the head in sync with my thrusts.
I enjoyed it for about 5 minutes. As the slime hanging from her rear sucked back in, Nami climaxed again.
I canceled the collar choke command, pushed deep into her throat. Gag reflex made her throat spasm—intense stimulation. I released comfortably. This cock just came in your sister's ass, I thought with dark amusement.
Pulling out, Nami's mouth stayed wide open, drool dripping, panting in afterglow.
Used Energy Infusion to restore her stamina. Nami finally came around a bit.
"How about it? Want more climaxes?" I stroked her swollen breasts.
"No more… no more… Master, please spare me… no more…"
Climax feels like heaven—but too many turns it into hell.
"Really no more? Last chance~"
"No more… please, Master… I beg you…"
Blindfolded with nose hooks, her begging looked incredibly erotic.
I untied the three ceiling ropes, catching her before she fell and placing her on the bed. Continued removing restraints—blindfold off, but kept nose hooks (her lewd pig-nose look excited me strangely).
Untied the figure-8 breast ropes to restore blood flow. Left the armbinder—arms still tightly bound behind. Nipple and clit rings kept vibrating.
"I can stop the climaxes… but first, solve Master's problem."
I sat on the bed edge, gestured for her to kneel between my legs like yesterday. Hands bound, enduring vibration and urge to defecate, Nami struggled off the bed and crawled to me.
I quickly used Desire Conversion to restore stamina. Peak-state cock rose—just as Nami swallowed it whole, head hitting throat, lips touching my balls.
Desperate to escape the climax nightmare, Nami gave everything—actively bobbing without instruction.
Every thrust buried to the root—throat meat massaged the head, lips pressed against my abdomen and balls, tongue instinctively licking them. On pull-out, mouth sucked tight, tongue swirling wildly. One in-out nearly made me finish—her technique improved insanely.
Focused breathing, held back the intense pleasure.
The beauty below looked up obediently, working hard. Hooked nose added extra obscenity.
The sight boiled my blood—I couldn't hold back. Grabbed her head and released deep in her throat.
Nami endured gag reflex, swallowing everything. True top-tier beauty. Suddenly regretted the crude collar method—got her body, but her heart would be harder.
"Such an erotic mouth… but Master's problem isn't solved yet." Unsatisfied, I used Desire Conversion again—post-climax weakness vanished, cock swelled in her mouth once more.
"Mmm… mmph?" Nami startled—didn't expect my stamina. No choice but to continue.
"Mmph!" After a bit, slime leaked from her rear again. Nipple/clit vibration excited her. After a day's training, she knew the slime would suck back—intense stimulation, climax trigger. Mouth sped up, trying to finish me before.
But I wouldn't let her. Adapted to the pleasure, I easily held back. Soon her muffled moans grew louder. Slime suck-back + intense stimulation—eyes rolled back in climax. Muffled moans, vocal cord vibration, throat spasms pushed me over. Filled her again. Then released restraints/vibration, controlled slime to fully flow out—huge mass, no wonder her belly held it.
Excess lewd insect recyclable—converted to Desire Points. Mental command—slime turned red light, surged into chest array. Checked system: +1200 Desire Points. Nice! Tonight no loss—pure profit.
"That's it for today. Come on, dinner." Left Nami behind, headed out first.
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Nojiko still asleep—had to cook myself. In kitchen, pondering what to make, I slapped my forehead. Idiot—Desire Shop!
Spent 200 Desire Points—bought a dozen exquisite dishes. Table filled with steaming gourmet meal, fine red wine, fresh fruit bowl—perfect.
Lit a cigarette, admired my work, awaited the beauties.
Soon Nami came out, acting normal. Saw the feast—froze.
"This… Mas— how did you…?" Remembered private "Master" rule, corrected mid-sentence.
Heart not conquered yet. Sighed. "Secret~ Just eat. Go wake Nojiko."
Poured myself wine, smoked lazily, waiting.
Nami "oh"ed and went to Nojiko's room.
Soon they returned, chatting and laughing. Nojiko "wow"ed at the food, eyes shining. Seeing me, recalled midday antics—cheeks flushed slightly, but quickly acted normal.
Nami too—pretended nothing happened. They hid everything from each other. Nojiko ignored Nami's black collar—probably some excuse.
"Interesting." My lips curled into a smile.
Dinner proceeded harmoniously, full of laughs.
Nami asked about sailing—where next.
Thought about it. Canon after Cocoyasi: Loguetown. Buggy probably not there yet. Could meet Smoker—natural-type fruit troublesome without Haki. Smoke-Smoke weakest—perfect practice. Plus his glasses girl Tashigi—not bad beauty, recruit on the way.
Thinking of beauties, recalled One Piece plot—Usopp's Syrup Village has a blonde beauty (Kaya). Almost missed her.
Slapped table, startling both. "Nami, sudden change—I need to go to Syrup Village. A crewmate's waiting there."
"Eh? Crewmate? Okay… fine. We'll change course at dawn."
Back to casual chat.
After dinner, I trained on deck. Sisters exhausted—gave them the night off, magnanimously.
Two hours later, Rumble-Rumble hit Lv.4. Mind-Mind still Lv.4 (progress <50%). Yeah, higher levels slower.
But East Blue self-defense fine—no rush. Stack base attributes with points later.
To speed Desire Point accumulation—need more beauties! Browsing shop while thinking.
~3000 points left. Advanced Tentacle System needs 5000—close, but need farming. Tentacle skills essential for points.
No buying—just look. Back to training—diligence = wealth.
Finished past 10 PM. Divine sense: both beauties asleep.
Used Horm-Horm to raise their female hormones higher—maintain high level. Boosted sensitivity (breasts, clit, rear)—prep for future training. Then bed.
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