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Chapter - 134 Arrival at Sabaody Archipelago. (R-18)
🕑 Added 2025-04-29 18:08:26 +0000 UTCThe next day, Saint Lakeman and his entourage boarded their opulent cruise ship, a floating palace of power and indulgence, and departed Impel Down beneath the reverent and fearful gaze of the warden and staff.
Their journey across the calm sea was swift and serene. After a single day of sailing, the massive vessel passed through the towering Gate of Justice and arrived at Marineford.
He had no intention of lingering in the headquarters of the Marines.
“Continue to Sabaody,” he ordered coldly, not sparing the island a glance. His tone brooked no questions, and the guards obeyed without hesitation.
Sabaody Archipelago, lush and vibrant, lay close by. Their voyage from Impel Down to the archipelago spanned only three leisurely days. During this time, the relentless torrent of hundredfold training feedback from the geniuses bound to Lakeman surged into him. Each pulse of power made his body more refined, his strength more overwhelming.
He could feel it clearly now—his already awakened Devil Fruit abilities had begun to evolve again. The potency of his powers, sharpened and enriched by the amplified experiences of bound geniuses, hinted at a second awakening.
The thought made his blood run hot with anticipation.
“A second awakening,” he mused, his crimson eyes glowing with excitement. “Perhaps I will be the first in history to push a Devil Fruit beyond its limits—twice awakened… twice divine.”
The sensation of power swelling within him was undeniable. If this continued, he estimated it would take no more than two days for his second awakening to manifest fully.
“Just enough time to enjoy new delicacies,” Lakeman murmured, licking his lips. His gaze drifted forward, locking onto the shimmering outline of Sabaody Archipelago on the horizon.
Lust burned in his eyes as he thought of his obedient slave, Stussy, and the untouched Princess Scarlet, whose ripe body awaited his claim.
The very thought of them made his anticipation spike. Another conquest. Another indulgence.
As their ship approached the dock, a welcoming party awaited.
Stussy stood at the front, surrounded by a dozen CP0 agents, all masked and silent. Their posture was rigid, their presence oppressive, yet utterly submissive—like trained hounds awaiting a command. But it was Stussy who drew the eye.
She wore a tight, revealing black dress that clung to every curve of her seductive frame. Her long legs peeked out through a side slit that danced with the breeze. Her blonde hair shimmered in the sunlight, and her crimson lips curled into a knowing smile.
Her eyes sparkled—not just with lust, but with a strange hunger as she stared at the descending figure of Lakeman.
He descended the ship’s staircase with deliberate grace, his dark cloak fluttering behind him. Robin, Hancock, and Lily followed in his wake, each of them breathtaking in their own right. Behind them trailed the maids and guards, carrying chests, boxes, and belongings.
As soon as Lakeman set foot on the dock, Stussy stepped forward, bowing deeply. The movement deliberately exposed her ample cleavage, where a provocative tattoo gleamed between her breasts—“Lakeman’s slut”—etched into her pale skin like a brand of devotion.
“This slave has missed your touch terribly, Master,” she whispered, her voice dripping with sultry longing. The way she trembled slightly as she spoke only added to her allure.
Her words were not just a greeting—they were an offering.
Robin, witnessing Stussy for the first time, narrowed her eyes. A flicker of insecurity crossed her face, quickly replaced by subtle determination. This woman… this tattooed seductress, was not to be underestimated.
She’s already marked herself as his. Brazen and shameless.
Robin felt a surge of possessiveness stir within her—an unfamiliar heat of rivalry. No one would steal Lakeman's attention from her so easily.
Lakeman didn't waste another moment and followed Stussy toward the villa area—a luxurious estate constructed during his absence, meticulously prepared under Stussy’s personal supervision.
It was a grand, three-story villa, built solely for Lakeman’s pleasure, an indulgent sanctuary crafted for his debauchery and dominance. Every inch of it reeked of opulence and sin.
The villa stood proudly only a few hundred meters away from the auction house—his property—flourishing under Stussy’s capable management.
Soon, Lakeman entered the villa, with Stussy clinging to his arm, guiding him through the lavish halls while Hancock, Lily, and Robin followed closely behind, each casting smoldering glances at his broad back.
After a leisurely tour, Lakeman settled into the plush lounge, sinking into a deep leather sofa.
The guards and maids had already shifted their belongings into the estate, working efficiently. Even his beloved pink elephant had been transported to the expansive lawn outside, now lazily grazing under the warm sun.
As Lakeman lounged, Stussy slipped onto his lap without hesitation, her soft, curvaceous body pressing against his. Hancock and Robin shot her venomous glares, the air thickening with the weight of their jealousy and longing.
Leaning close, his lips grazing her ear, Lakeman murmured, “So, Stussy. How’s Shakky now? Are you carrying out the task I assigned you… properly?”
His voice was low and commanding, making her shiver deliciously.
Stussy smirked, grinding her plush ass slowly against the growing bulge beneath her, a mischievous sparkle in her eyes.
“Don’t worry, master,” she purred, her voice dripping with sultry devotion. “I’ve been keeping very close eyes on her since we returned to Sabaody. I spend time at her bar every day… irritating her, getting under her skin.”
As she spoke, she pressed her hips harder against him, her movements deliberately teasing, earning a sharp, involuntary twitch from his cock beneath her.
“And what about Rayleigh? What’s he up to?” Lakeman asked casually, though his hand had already slipped beneath the hem of her skirt, kneading the soft flesh of her thigh possessively.
He knew better than to trust her completely. No matter how much he had corrupted her body and mind with endless nights of pleasure and pain, he understood that Stussy’s true loyalty still lay with Vegapunk.
She would still stab him without hesitation if he ever truly threatened the man she served.
‘Once my Steal-Steal Fruit achieves its second awakening…’ Lakeman thought darkly, his fingers tightening around her thigh. ‘I’ll rip out that hidden loyalty from her mind and soul. I’ll make her mine—completely. For now, stealing her memories is too risky. Too many gaps. Too many chances of breaking her.’
As these thoughts clouded his mind, Stussy continued grinding against his rigid shaft, her breath hitching as he slid his hands up to cup her breasts through the thin fabric of her dress.
His rough palms kneaded her mercilessly, feeling the heat of her taut buds stiffen beneath his touch.
“News about Rayleigh,” he demanded again, his voice a low growl against the shell of her ear.
“Mmh…” Stussy whimpered, arching her back as he squeezed her harder.
“Master…” she gasped between ragged breaths. “Rayleigh spends most of his time drinking at various pubs. Sometimes he wanders… and occasionally he visits Shakky’s bar. But right now… he’s not even on the island. Intelligence says… he’s gone to the New World.”
“Good,” Lakeman whispered, dragging his tongue up the delicate line of her jaw.
His hand moved with casual cruelty, grasping the neckline of her dress and tearing it apart with a savage pull. Her perfect breasts spilled out, their pale beauty a stark contrast to the crimson flush spreading across her skin.
Lakeman’s fingers traced the supple curves of her exposed flesh, molding and deforming her breasts as he pleased, leaving faint, angry red marks as proof of his ownership. Her nipples, already hard, throbbed under the assault of his rough, possessive hands.
The sight drew a soft, broken moan from Stussy, and a heated, jealous breath from Hancock and Robin, who watched with barely concealed yearning.
“And what about my two precious princesses?” he whispered darkly into her ear, his voice like velvet over steel, as his free hand slipped lower, disappearing beneath the folds of her skirt, seeking out the wet, needy heat between her trembling thighs.
Stussy couldn’t form a coherent reply. Only soft, desperate whimpers left her parted lips as her body surrendered completely to his brutal touch.
Stussy whimpered sweetly, her naked body trembling in Lakeman’s lap as his rough hands molded and claimed every inch of her.
Her bared breasts were flushed, nipples red and swollen from his merciless squeezing. Every touch, every brush of his fingers left a mark of ownership on her soft skin.
Lakeman leaned close, his warm breath ghosting over her ear, his voice low and commanding.
“Speak,” he ordered. “The princesses.”
Shuddering, Stussy obediently whispered, her voice thick with lust and devotion, “Master… the eldest princess of Dressrosa... she’s currently eighteen. Her body has matured beautifully. She is ready to serve you now, master. I have trained her well... mind, body, and soul.”
Lakeman smirked, pleased, as his thumb grazed over her aching nipple, eliciting a helpless moan.
“And the younger one?” he pressed, his voice rumbling like distant thunder, vibrating through her pliant form.
Stussy gasped as he spread her thighs wider, teasing her soaked entrance with deliberate cruelty, keeping her on the edge of madness.
“Viola… the little princess…” Stussy whimpered, her words breaking with breathless anticipation. “Still unripe... but worry not, master. With the special medicines and the daily training I’ve arranged… her body will blossom fully in just two to three years.”
Lakeman chuckled darkly, savoring every trembling word as his fingers slid through the slickness between her thighs, tracing her desperate need with ruthless precision.
“You’ve done well,” he murmured into her ear, his voice a sinful caress. “Continue molding them. Shape them into perfect little offerings for me.”
“Yes, master…” Stussy gasped, her hips bucking shamelessly against his hand, desperate for more.
Outside, the afternoon sun bathed the lush gardens of the villa in a golden glow.
It was the year 1507 of the Sea Circle Calendar, and two years had passed since Lakeman had purchased the proud Boa Hancock, dragging her into a life of submission and unrelenting pleasure.
Two years of reshaping. Two years of breaking and binding.
Now, they sat silently nearby—Hancock, Robin, and Lily—their cheeks flushed, their thighs pressed tightly together as they watched Stussy writhing wantonly in their master's grasp.
Desire and jealousy burned in their eyes, their bodies aching to feel his rough touch, to be claimed again and again.
Lakeman dragged Stussy’s dripping body even closer, lifting her effortlessly and positioning her needy pussy just above the raging hardness tenting his pants.
“Beg for it,” he growled, his blood-red eyes locking onto hers with devastating intensity.
“Please, master,” Stussy cried out, her body trembling violently. “Please take me. I’m yours. Mold me. Break me. Use me.”
Her desperate cries echoed off the marble walls, blending with the heavy scent of sex and power that saturated the villa.
Lakeman smiled wickedly.
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