One Piece : Start As Celestial Dragon And Take Down Hancock-Chapter 140: Princess’s revenge. Enjoying new slaves. (R-18)

The moment Saint Lakeman shifted from bed, the women around him stirred.

Robin's eyes opened first, sleepy but content.

Hancock blinked slowly and curled closer before stretching her long, bruised limbs.

Lily sat up next, yawning softly, her breasts rising as sunlight kissed her flushed skin.

Stussy and Shakky both opened their eyes at the same time, their bodies still pressed to his sides, their thighs still sticky with remnants of the night's pleasures.

None spoke.

There was no need. They rose together, moving languidly toward the bath chamber like a ritual.

Inside, the water steamed gently, scented oils swirled, and silence wrapped them in a warm embrace.

The girls took their places around Lakeman, washing his body with reverent hands. Robin soaped his chest while Lily lathered his legs.

Hancock sat behind him, her hands massaging his shoulders as she kissed his neck softly. Shakky and Stussy shared glances but said nothing as they knelt side by side, washing his thighs with quiet focus.

After the bath, Lily carefully dried Lakeman and began dressing him. She fitted his robe over his broad shoulders, adjusted the collar, and tied the sash with practiced grace. Her eyes gleamed with affection and devotion.

Once he was dressed, she bowed.

"I'll take Robin and Hancock to the training grounds, Master," she said.

Lakeman gave a nod. With that, Lily, Hancock, and Robin departed, their bare feet silent against the polished floor as they vanished into the halls.

Lakeman exited the villa with Shakky and Stussy following a few paces behind.

Stussy, ever elegant in heels and a deep-cut corset dress that hugged her mature curves, walked beside him with grace.

Shakky, in her tight black leather coat and cigarette tucked behind her ear, followed quietly, her expression unreadable.

As they moved through the golden streets of the market, Lakeman's eyes casually scanned the luxury and power that bowed to his presence.

"How is the auction house, Stussy?" he asked.

Stussy gave a subtle smile, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear as her crimson lips parted to speak.

"Master, it is operating perfectly under my management. Profits exceed one billion Berri per month. We've acquired nine Devil Fruits so far... and I've also procured several beautiful slaves from recent auctions."

She gave him a knowing glance, her voice lowering slightly as she added:

"They've all been trained as your personal maids. Scarlett and Viola were trained alongside them. Would you like to... bless them, Master?"

Her tone dripped with seduction, eyes gleaming with arousal.

Shakky followed in silence, her sharp mind absorbing every word. Though she didn't show it, she noted the details with professional focus, even if her body still ached from last night.

Lakeman said nothing, but the faint smirk on his lips was all the answer Stussy needed.

Soon, they arrived at the grand building. The auction house—massive, gilded, and guarded by elite soldiers—bowed before his presence.

Dozens of well-dressed employees lined the entrance, heads bowed in unison.

"Welcome, Saint Lakeman."

They made their way to the second floor, entering a lavish private suite designed exclusively for his pleasure and rest. Gold-lined walls, velvet drapes, marble floors, and silk furniture greeted him.

A massive, canopied bed dominated the center of the room.

He glanced around with a pleased nod.

"It's quite luxurious. Worthy of my status."

Stussy's eyes sparkled.

"Thank you, Master. I had it built especially for you."

With a graceful bow, she stepped back.

"I'll go fetch Scarlett, Viola, and the newly trained maids."

Lakeman gave a small nod.

Stussy curtsied and left the room.

Lakeman sat down on the edge of the bed, the fabric folding around his weight.

He pulled Shakky onto his lap effortlessly. She straddled his thighs, her arms bracing on his shoulders as his hands slid up her waist, holding her close.

His voice dropped to a whisper as his lips brushed her ear.

"So, my intelligence dealer... my cum slut... my slave..."

His hand squeezed her thigh possessively.

"Give me a summary of the most important intelligence from the past year."

Shakky's heart fluttered—not from fear, but from the weight of serving him. She swallowed, her breath hitching as she adjusted herself atop him. Her mind switched gears—seduction giving way to sharp clarity.

Seated comfortably on the edge of the silk-draped bed, Saint Lakeman lounged like a sovereign enjoying his reward.

Shakky straddled his lap, her bare thighs resting warm on either side of his hips, her breath steady, eyes half-lidded with heat and focus.

His hands moved beneath her robe, fingers lazily rolling and kneading her breasts, tugging at her sensitive nipples through the thin fabric.

Shakky bit her lip but kept her composure.

Then she began, her voice low, sultry, and composed—each word a soft breath against his ear, even as her body responded to his touch.

"The region of Ringo in Wano Country fell to the Beast Pirates the previous year," she whispered, hips twitching slightly as he pinched her nipple.

"Nefertari Vivi was born in the Alabasta Kingdom... the royal princess of King Cobra and Queen Titi. And... she's already engaged to you, Master."

She gave a sly smile.

"Her mother, Queen Titi... is your devoted slut, just like me."

Lakeman chuckled, his thumb now rubbing slow circles around her sensitive areola.

"Mn. Go on."

Shakky's breath hitched briefly, but she continued, determined.

"Many of Big Mom's children were born the previous year. Too many to count. I didn't bother to memorize all their names... Fufu." She smirked through her words.

"Rocks Pirates remain scattered in the New World, but the remnants are stirring again. Some whispers say Captain John is alive. Most likely false, but worth keeping on radar."

Lakeman's palm slipped under her robe, fully cupping one of her breasts, his thumb brushing her hard nipple. She inhaled sharply but held her pace.

"There's talk of a new pirate crew forming in South Blue... made up entirely of ex-nobles. They've been targeting Celestial Dragon caravans. Low threat, but growing."

She leaned in and kissed his neck slowly before adding, "Shall I keep tabs on them, Master?"

"It seems you're quite well informed," Lakeman muttered, giving her tits another firm squeeze. "A fitting role for my intelligence dealer and cum-hungry pet."

Shakky chuckled under her breath.

"Glad to serve."

But before she could finish her next report, the door opened gently, and Stussy walked in.

She wasn't alone. Behind her stood Scarlett and Viola, both gorgeous in translucent, silky maid uniforms that clung to their curves like a second skin.

Several other new maids followed, heads lowered in submission, their eyes filled with anticipation.

But Stussy's attention was solely on her master.

"Master," she said with a coy smile, "I didn't mean to interrupt... but I heard the end of her report."

She walked forward with grace, hips swaying, then sat beside Lakeman on the bed, grinding her ass subtly against his hardened rod trapped beneath Shakky's weight.

"As for the latest development this year..." she purred, brushing her fingers against his thigh,

"Queen Otohime of Fishman Island has begun campaigning. She's gathering signatures for a petition to move Fishman Island to the surface, hoping for coexistence between humans and sea folk."

Her ass pressed harder against him, her voice dropping into a breathy whisper.

"She seems so... idealistic. Would you like her as your sea-slut someday too, Master?"

Lakeman exhaled through his nose, his hands now gliding from Shakky's breasts down to her hips, pulling her robe further open.

With both women rubbing against him, his blood boiled with slow, simmering heat.

He looked between them.

Two seasoned sluts on his lap.

More kneeling, waiting, freshly trained beauties in the room.

And a full day still ahead.

Lakeman leaned back against the bedframe, arms spread like a king on his throne, cock now fully erect beneath Shakky, still seated warm and wet on his lap. His crimson eyes gleamed with satisfaction as he glanced between his two veteran sluts.

"Let's see how well you reward your Master's praise," he muttered lazily.

Shakky and Stussy exchanged a look. No words. No hesitation.

Shakky slid off his lap with practiced grace, her robe slipping fully from her shoulders, revealing her toned, mature body—still marked by the night before.

Bite marks across her collarbone, bruises on her inner thighs, and dried white streaks along her hips.

She turned, knelt before him, and pressed her lips to the base of his cock, trailing a wet kiss up the thick shaft.

Stussy joined her, kneeling on the other side. Her breasts pushed together under her corset before she slowly removed it, letting her large, soft tits bounce free.

She gave him a wink before leaning in, licking from the tip down to the base, opposite to Shakky.

Slrp. Slrk. 

Llllk.

Their tongues met in the middle, licking around his shaft together. Their mouths were warm, their eyes upturned—focused on pleasing him, not out of fear, but worship.

They sucked and kissed in rhythm, taking turns swallowing him deeper.

Glck. Glck. 

Slrp.

He grunted as their tongues danced across his cock, their cheeks hollowing with every pull.

Shakky pulled back for a moment, breathing heavily, a string of saliva connecting her lips to his length.

"Does my performance satisfy you, Master?" she asked, her voice husky.

Stussy giggled softly, then took him in again, moaning as she gagged slightly around his girth.

At the side of the room stood Scarlett and Viola, the two sisters clothed in sheer, seductive silks.

Around them, five newly trained maids—young, beautiful, and freshly broken in training along with a milf—stood still, watching the scene unfold before them.

Their eyes widened, cheeks flushed deep red as they saw how far devotion could go under Lakeman.

Stussy was moaning as she sucked, one hand fondling Shakky's breast while the other massaged Lakeman's balls.

Shakky returned the favor, kissing Stussy's neck as she stroked Lakeman's cock, coating it with both their spit.

Slap. Slrk. 

"Hhmm"

Glck.

The sounds were lewd, wet, and obscene.

Scarlett gulped, her thighs pressing together slightly. Viola bit her lip and lowered her eyes.

The newer maids—four blondes and one redhead—stood frozen. One of them trembled visibly. Another clutched the hem of her skirt, her knuckles white. The smallest girl turned to Viola, whispering nervously.

"Is... is this what we're expected to do...?"

Viola said nothing. She only nodded slowly.

Their future had arrived.

Lakeman finally gave a low growl, fingers entwining in both women's hair.

"Enough teasing. Show me true obedience."

Without needing instruction, Stussy straddled his lap, rubbing his spit-coated cock along her folds before sliding him inside her pussy with a soft gasp.

Schlk. 

Slrp. 

Thrust.

"Ahhh... Master~" she moaned, bouncing slowly at first.

Shakky moved behind her, wrapping her arms around Stussy's waist, pressing her breasts to her back, and kissing her neck.

Her hand reached around, rubbing Stussy's clit in slow circles while Lakeman grabbed her hips and started thrusting up into her harder.

Slap. 

Slap. 

Slap.

Their bodies clapped wetly, moans rising.

Stussy leaned her head back on Lakeman's shoulder as he bit down on her neck possessively. Shakky kissed them both, whispering:

"Don't cum yet, Master. Let me ride too..."

After Stussy's orgasm shuddered through her, her pussy clenching around him in tight spasms, she slid off.

Shakky took her place immediately, sliding down onto his slick cock with a groan of satisfaction.

Her hips rocked in slow, deep strokes. Lakeman watched her breasts bounce with every movement, his hands gripping her waist, guiding her.

Stussy knelt beside them again, cleaning the base of his shaft with her tongue as Shakky rode him, helping clean the mess of their combined fluids.

Slap. Schlk. Slrp. Moan.

At the climax, Lakeman grabbed Shakky's waist tight, slammed into her with one final thrust, and released deep inside.

Spurt. Spurt. Spurt.

Shakky gasped, her back arching, eyes fluttering in euphoria.

Stussy leaned in to kiss her just as his seed began leaking out from her stretched hole, running down onto the floor.

They both exhaled in deep, worshipful satisfaction, nuzzling against his chest like purring pets.

Lakeman looked up at the line of blushing, nervous maids. freēnovelkiss.com

"Scarlett. Viola. Prepare them. I'll decide who to taste first... later."

The maids all bowed, some shaking, others flustered, none daring to speak.

And their training... had truly begun.

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Lakeman sat on the edge of his bed, naked and regal, surrounded by the scent of sex and submission.

The room was still heavy with the aftershocks of the previous session—his cock still slick with cum, and his lap warmed by his obedient sluts.

Before him, the new maids knelt, their bodies tense, eyes fixed to the ground, awaiting his decision.

His crimson gaze swept across them slowly... then settled.

"Viola," he said with a hint of amusement, "you may stand aside for now."

She looked up, surprised, face still burning red from all she had seen—moans, the sounds of skin slapping, the expressions of utter bliss and submission.

But she didn't protest. She stepped back to the wall, hands folded over her chest, her heart pounding with shame and... something else.

Lakeman turned next to Princess Scarlett.

Once a royal beauty, now a trained maid.

A slave.

She approached with graceful nervousness, her figure trembling slightly beneath her tight, sheer uniform.

She stood before him in sheer white lace, trembling but resolute.

Once a royal of Dressrosa, Princess Scarlett now bowed her head low—not out of habit, but because her heart pounded from both fear and anticipation.

Stussy's words echoed in her head:

"Please him well, and Master will help you take revenge against Doflamingo."

As she slowly approached the bed, Lakeman's eyes drank in her soft curves, her noble poise, her vulnerability wrapped in beauty.

He reached out, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her forward until she toppled into his lap.

With one swift motion, he tore the lace down her chest, exposing her pink nipples and soft breasts.

"aah"

Her gasp turned into a moan as he cupped both mounds, fingers expertly teasing her.

"You think revenge is worth selling your body?" he whispered.

She blushed and nodded.

He laughed low.

"Then you'll give it to me... all of it."

He laid her on her back, spread her legs, and pushed his cock into her virgin pussy, slowly—inch by inch, watching her eyes widen, her walls fluttering in shock and pleasure.

"Ah—M-Master... it's too... too deep..."

He took his time, thrusting into her with controlled force, kissing her neck as he whispered her new role: not a princess... a personal cum-doll.

Slap. Slap. 

Slrp.

His hips clapped against her thighs again and again. She gasped, arched, and screamed as he marked her cervix with every powerful thrust.

He flipped her over, mounted her doggy-style, and grabbed her long red hair, fucking her hard until her arms collapsed beneath her.

He pulled out just as she came and painted her back in white, thick streaks running down her spine.

But he didn't stop.

He flipped her onto all fours, gripped her hips, and began thrusting into her, each slap against her royal ass louder than the last.

Slap. Slap. 

Slrk.

She cried into the sheets. First in pain. Then in overwhelming, burning pleasure.

"I'm... I'm cumming! Master—I'm—ahh!"

He finished deep inside her, painting her womb with thick white cum, and leaving her limp, shaking, and mindless.

She entered next—Stella, the famed dancer, crush of Tesoro.

Now, she belonged to someone far more powerful.

She approached Lakeman naked, her toned figure shimmering under the golden chandelier, her long legs and supple hips graceful with every step.

"Master," she said breathily, bowing low and offering herself, "let me serve you as I was trained."

She climbed onto the bed and straddled his lap with slow, sensual motion.

Her movements were not rushed. She rolled her hips in controlled waves, letting his cock tease her virgin folds until she gasped and slowly sank down on him.

"Aaah..."

Lakeman leaned back and watched—hands behind his head—as Stella rode him like a performance.

Her hips danced on his cock, her hands sliding along her body, her head thrown back in pleasure. She twisted, shifted, bounced in perfect rhythm.

Reverse cowgirl.

Standing split.

Legs behind her head.

She contorted in ways that made even Lakeman grunt in delight.

Each climax she had was musical—moans timed with every bounce, sweat dripping down her back as he grabbed her hips and slammed her down, groaning as he spilled inside her.

She collapsed against his chest, whispering:

"I've never danced like that before..."

Koala entered timidly, hugging her arms around herself. Her petite body, soft curves, and delicate lips all trembled.

Lakeman motioned her forward.

"Come, girl. Let's turn that fear into obedience."

He stripped her slowly, kissing her collarbone, feeling her heartbeat race beneath her skin.

He laid her on the sheets, spread her legs, and gently pushed his cock against her virgin slit.

"No—please... I..." she whimpered.

But as he teased her entrance, she gasped, her hips lifting instinctively.

He took her slow.

Each inch made her squirm, her hands clutching the sheets, her eyes brimming with tears.

But as he reached full depth, something inside her broke—and rebuilt itself around him.

He didn't stop.

Slow, sensual strokes turned into rhythmic thrusts. Her whimpers transformed into ragged moans.

Her legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him deeper.

"Ah—M-Master... it feels... good..."

Slap. Slap. 

Slrp.

He kissed her deeply and fucked her harder, watching her body betray her completely. When she came, she screamed his name, sobbing in release.

He came inside her twice, filling her womb until her belly bloated from the pressure.

The Mermaid – Jade Under Moonlight

She swam into the room with poise—long green hair flowing like waves, glasses perched on her dainty nose, and a brilliant jade-colored tail shimmering beneath her sheer robe.

"Master," she bowed in midair, "may I take human form... and offer myself?"

Lakeman nodded.

In a pulse of magic, her tail split into two slender, smooth legs—her pussy already wet between them.

He pulled her onto the cushions, pressing his lips to hers as she wrapped her arms around him tightly. Her body was warm, slick, trembling.

She gasped as he entered her—wide-eyed and breathless.

Her legs locked around his waist as he thrust in deep, over and over again.

Slrp. Slrp. Slap.

Her glasses slipped halfway down her nose, her tongue lolling out as she moaned uncontrollably.

Multiple orgasms racked her body, her legs convulsing as he kissed her deeply.

He made her cum five times before he finally released inside her, groaning into her ear as his cock flooded her womb.

The last to kneel was the oldest—but also the most confident.

Once a queen.

Now a milf slave.

Her body was full and voluptuous—wide hips, massive breasts, soft thighs that welcomed Lakeman like a throne of flesh.

"You may break me, Master," she whispered. "But I will still moan for you."

He did more than break her.

He bent her over, pulled her hair back, and pounded her with merciless force.

SMACK. 

SLAP. 

PAH. 

PAH.

"Aah.. ooohh .. Master"

Her screams echoed through the room.

Her fat ass reddened under his hands, her pussy soaked and splattering fluid with every slam.

She begged for it harder, her eyes wild with ecstasy.

He fucked her until she passed out—limp, mouth open, her body steaming and leaking his seed.

Stussy and Shakky approached at last—both marked, both proud of their place as his personal sluts.

They took turns riding him, kissing each other passionately between moans. He filled them each three times, slapping their asses, groping their breasts, biting their necks.

They screamed for him.

They collapsed on either side of him, breathless, sore, coated in his cum.

The room was a battlefield of lust.

Every girl lay sprawled—legs parted, bellies swollen, skin stained in white. The floor and bed were soaked in sweat, fluids, and cum.

Viola stood in the corner, face flushed, legs shaking.

But untouched.

And desperate.

Lakeman rose.

"It's evening. Hancock and the others should be done with training."

He clapped his hands.

All the women slowly stirred, groaning, crawling, flushed and ruined.

They helped him bathe.

They washed every inch of him with reverence.

They dressed him.

Then, as if nothing had happened, he stood regal and composed once more.

"Stussy. Shakky. Come with me."

They followed without hesitation.

The others bowed, then limped toward the kitchen.

They had new duties now.

They were his.

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