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Chapter - 153 A Cum-Soaked Reverie, a Mermaid’s Tank of Terror. (R-18)
🕑 Added 2025-06-14 00:30:37 +0000 UTCPlop.
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 her hair, he forced her mouth onto his cock, fucking her throat with ruthless pace.
Gawk
Gawk Gawk
Slurp. Slurp.
Tears streamed down her cheeks, her mascara running as her body trembled with degraded joy.
Lakeman grunted and poured another load straight down her throat.
Collapsing beside him, Isolde moaned softly, stroking her belly.
But the orgy was far from over.
All through the day, Lakeman claimed queen after queen, noble after noble—throats, cunts, asses—all explored, all dominated.
By evening, the chamber was filled with the scent of sex and the sounds of broken queens panting and moaning in mindless bliss.
Lakeman stood amidst the pile of debauched beauties, body glistening with sweat, crimson eyes gleaming.
‘Soon, all rulers of this world will be mine,’ he thought.
With a dark chuckle, he beckoned for wine and fresh slaves to be brought in.
—-
Meanwhile, outside Pangaea Castle—beneath towering pillars of ivory and shimmering banners of the World Government—Queen Otohime of Fishman Island strolled quietly through the grand courtyard.
She was accompanied by a small group of loyal Fishman guards, each walking with tense, watchful eyes.
Inside the castle, her husband, King Neptune, was seated at the grand round table amid the Reverie debates—still unaware of what was unfolding outside.
Otohime’s petite form floated gracefully alongside her guards, her flowing coral-pink gown shimmering with each step.
Her long golden hair cascaded down her back like sunlight, her soft, compassionate eyes scanning her surroundings.
‘I hope I can make connections here… allies who can help me bring peace between Fishmen and the surface world…’ she thought. ‘Surely not all of them would be so blind to hatred…’
Yet her heart was heavy.
Though she carried a warm smile, her gift—a rare form of Observation Haki—betrayed the truth.
Otohime was born with an unusual sensitivity; she could effortlessly sense emotions, and even fragmentary thoughts, from those around her. With persuasion, she could even subtly alter a person’s mind—though her ability was inconsistent and difficult to control.
Today, her power felt more a curse than a gift.
Everywhere she walked, subtle waves of malice, disgust, and lust radiated toward her.
Though she tried to approach several queens and royal family members, most turned away coldly or avoided her gaze.
Some whispered behind fans. Others outright sneered, their noble masks cracking beneath prejudice.
‘A mermaid? Walking among us? Hah. What arrogance.’
‘Her husband should keep her chained, where she belongs.’
Worse still were the young princes and some male nobles who eyed her with undisguised hunger.
‘A mermaid... imagine having her in my private tank.’
‘I’d pay a fortune to chain her in my bed.’
Otohime’s heart clenched painfully with every vile thought. She smiled still, for her people's sake, but her soul trembled.
‘So much darkness… only a few here shine with kindness. Yet even they are too afraid to approach me.’
As she floated forward with her guards, a sudden hush fell over the courtyard.
Gasps echoed. Heads bowed swiftly.
A procession approached—two Celestial Dragons, clad in their ornate white uniforms and transparent bubble helmets, flanked by an entourage of CP guards.
In an instant, nobles and royals alike fell to their knees, foreheads pressed to the polished stone in abject terror.
Even though they were relatives of kings and queens, their status was nothing compared to that of the Celestial Dragons.
Otohime’s guards tensed, but she gestured for them to remain still.
‘Stay calm... don’t provoke them…’
Everyone expected the Celestial Dragons to pass by without notice.
But fate was cruel.
One of the Celestial Dragons—a fat, leering man with bulbous eyes—suddenly stopped and pointed a jeweled finger toward Otohime.
"I want this beautiful mermaid as my new slave," he declared loudly, voice dripping with cruelty. "I’ll toss her into my grand fish tank with the others... and watch them fight each other. Fufufu."
Otohime’s breath caught in her throat.
Despair washed over her.
‘No... not here... not now... I must not cause a scene... but what can I do…?’
The CP guards began to move forward.
But unbeknownst to the Celestial Dragon, the entire CP organization was already under the secret control of Stussy and Shakky—both loyal toys of Saint Lakeman.
They had been ordered specifically to show Otohime the full cruelty of the Celestial Dragons, to deepen her future dependency on Lakeman when he came to "save" her.
The female guard grabbed Otohime roughly by the arms.
Her Fishman guards sprang forward in anger.
"No! Leave Her Majesty alone!"
"Protect the Queen!"
Otohime cried out, "Stop! Do not resist!"
But her words came too late.
Blades flashed. Gunshots echoed.
In mere moments, her entire escort lay dead—slaughtered without mercy.
Otohime trembled violently, tears streaming down her face. ‘They... they were loyal to the end… I… I couldn’t protect them…’
Without further hesitation, the CP guards dragged her forward—tearing her away from the blood-stained courtyard.
The Celestial Dragon cackled cruelly.
"Good. Bring her to my estate. I want to watch her swim for me tonight."
As they marched away, the nobles only dared rise to their feet once the Celestial Dragon’s entourage had disappeared from sight.
Whispers and gossip erupted at once.
"Did you see? That mermaid queen, taken like livestock…"
"Such a fool to think she could mingle with us."
"Her poor king… he doesn’t even know his wife is gone."
Meanwhile, King Neptune remained seated within the grand chamber of the Reverie—still engaged in tense debate, completely unaware that his beloved wife had been stolen beneath his nose.
Far away, in the dark halls of a Celestial Dragon estate, Otohime was dragged deeper into captivity… her heart shattered, her mind clinging to one faint hope.
‘Someone... someone will save me...’
—--------------
Back within the depths of his private chamber, Saint Lakeman’s day of indulgence showed no sign of slowing.
A young princess, no older than nineteen, lay beneath him now—bent over the edge of the massive bed, her hands clawing helplessly at the sheets.
Her tight little asshole clenched around his thick rod with every brutal thrust.
"Aahh! M-master… aaahh!" she wailed between gasping moans, her face flushed crimson, tears streaming down her cheeks.
Pah
Pah Pah
Lakeman’s pace was relentless.
His body glistened with sweat, muscles flexing as he drove deep into her trembling hole. Yet his crimson eyes remained half-lidded, his mind partially elsewhere.
For in this moment, Stussy’s voice echoed clearly through his thoughts.
Thanks to the telepathic link Lakeman had established between himself and all his women—enhanced further by the second awakening of his Devil Fruit ability—communication between them was instant, effortless.
Moreover, Stussy and Shakky, empowered by his gift, had used this ability to weave a vast telepathic network across their CP subordinates.
It allowed them to coordinate the entire CP organization with frightening efficiency—and kept the flow of information to their master constant and smooth.
And now—while Lakeman was pounding the princess’s ass—Stussy’s report came without pause.
“Master, the plan proceeded perfectly,” her voice purred softly in his mind. “Queen Otohime has been captured as arranged. The Celestial Dragon’s order was genuine—he had no idea he was acting under the subtle influence of our people. The CP guards made sure to kill her Fishman escort brutally. All was done in the open, witnessed by the royal entourage.”
“She was not touched in any sexual manner, as you commanded. At present, she is being delivered to the Celestial Dragon’s estate and will be locked in a display tank. Her despair is deepening already.”
Lakeman smirked darkly, not slowing his thrusts for a moment.
"It doesn’t matter... what kind of torture she goes through," he replied lazily through the link, his voice echoing into Stussy’s mind even as the princess beneath him screamed in pleasure and humiliation. "As long as she is not sexually harassed. Her body belongs to me… no one else."
“Of course, Master.”
Lakeman chuckled.
Then he allowed the link to fade from his active focus, narrowing his crimson gaze back onto the sobbing princess beneath him.
"You should be honored," he whispered, voice low and dark. "You get to be used by me… while history is being rewritten outside these walls."
With a deep growl, he grabbed her hips and rammed forward with savage force—burying himself to the hilt in her tight asshole.
Pah Pah Pah
The sound of flesh meeting flesh echoed once more.
The princess shrieked brokenly, her dignity shattered with every stroke.
Lakeman closed his eyes briefly, envisioning the future:
‘Soon, Otohime will beg for my protection. The royal families will bow before me in gratitude… unaware they are already mine. And these women… these queens, princesses, and noble ladies—will spread my seeds across every throne in the world.’
Driven by the intoxicating vision, his thrusts became even more violent.
Pah
Pah Pah
"M-master! I c-can’t! Aaaahh!" the princess wailed, her body convulsing around him.
Lakeman snarled, grabbed her hair, and pulled her head back.
"You’ll take it all," he growled.
With a final thrust, he buried himself deep, spurting thick cum into her abused hole.
"Aaahhhh!"
The princess collapsed forward, trembling violently, completely broken.
Lakeman withdrew slowly, watching his seed leak from her gaping ass with a satisfied smirk.
"Next," he commanded coldly, already eyeing the next trembling beauty in line.
—-----
Far away from the debates of the Reverie, deep within one of the ornate Celestial Dragon estates in Mariejois, Queen Otohime was thrown unceremoniously into a vast glass tank.
The cold shock of the water jolted her fully awake, but her heart was already heavy with despair.
Around her, a handful of other beautiful mermaids—captured from across the seas—floated in the crystalline depths. Their faces were pale with terror, eyes swollen from weeping.
Some were young maidens barely past girlhood; others bore noble features, former cheerful and youthful mermaids now reduced to pets for the Celestial Dragons’ sick amusement.
Otohime’s Observation Haki flooded her with overwhelming sensations—waves of terror, hopelessness, shame radiating from the others.
‘No… no… this is monstrous...’ she thought desperately, her slender hands trembling as she hovered in the water.
From above the tank, the fat Celestial Dragon leered through the glass, face pressed against it with gleeful hunger.
"Fufufu. Look at my pets... so lovely. Now then—let’s make it more entertaining!"
He clapped once.
A nearby CP guard, moving under his direct orders but secretly under the control of Stussy and Shakky, approached the tank with a large metal container.
Without hesitation, the guard opened it—dumping its contents into the water.
A swirling cloud of piranhas exploded into the tank.
At once, the peaceful scene turned into a living nightmare.
The mermaids screamed, thrashing in panic as the ravenous fish swarmed.
Silver and red bodies darted with terrifying speed. The water churned.
Blood quickly clouded the glass as one young mermaid was caught—her arm shredded under a frenzy of bites.
"Aaaahhh!"
Another was seized by her tail fin, dragged into the school of snapping jaws. Within seconds, her graceful body was torn apart.
Otohime swam desperately, pulling another trembling mermaid with her. Her Observation Haki screamed in her mind—fear, agony, despair all around her.
‘I must save them—must—’
But the sight of a third mermaid being dragged under broke her composure. A spray of blood and floating remains filled the water.
The horror was too much.
Otohime’s vision blurred, her heart hammered wildly—then her mind surrendered to the crushing weight of despair.
With a final gasp, she fainted, her limp body sinking slowly toward the tank’s floor.
Above, the Celestial Dragon howled in rage and delight.
"Fufufu! What a show! Hahaha!"
A CP guard—the one who had monitored her condition under Stussy’s prior instruction—moved quickly. Without hesitation, he plunged a long hook into the tank and carefully fished out Otohime’s unconscious form.
He laid her gently on the cold marble floor, her golden hair spreading out like a halo, her slender form trembling.
But the Celestial Dragon roared in fury.
"Trash! Why did you save her?! I said let her die! Kill that guard and the mermaid!"
He pointed wildly, spit flying from his lips.
Yet none of the other CP guards moved.
They stood in eerie silence—eyes cold and expressionless. Their wills were no longer bound to this fool’s commands.
Suddenly, one of the guards stepped forward calmly.
Without a word, he raised his hand and struck the Celestial Dragon sharply across the neck.
Thud.
The fat man’s eyes bulged—then he crumpled to the floor, unconscious.
Silence fell over the chamber.
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