The first golden rays of dawn trickled across the horizon, painting the sky in soft hues of crimson and orange as the Little Fish glided smoothly across the calm waters.
Thanks to his physical conditioning and Dual Cultivation techniques, Darian required only a brief period of rest to feel completely rejuvenated. Opening his eyes in the quiet cabin, he felt thoroughly refreshed after an entire night of uninhibited revelry with Nami and Carmen.
Nami was still fast asleep, nestled against his chest like an exhausted kitten, while Carmen lay soundly beside him, her soft breasts pressed intimately against his arm. Seeing how thoroughly drained both women were, Darian carefully extracted his arm from Carmen's grasp. He then gently shifted Nami's weight and pulled his thick length free from her warm, tranquil depths.
A soft, wet pop echoed through the quiet room as the air rushed back in.
"No more... please... I can't take any more..." Nami whimpered softly in her sleep, her body subconsciously reacting to the sensation.
Darian offered a gentle smile, leaning down to kiss her flush cheek. He carefully pulled the silk sheets over both women before dressing and stepping out into the hallway.
He grabbed his weapon resting beside the door—Kiyotsuki, one of the 21 Great Grade Swords (O Wazamono), presented to him as a gift from King Cobra's royal collection in Alabasta. Unlike the single-edged katanas common among traditional swordsmen, Kiyotsuki was a double-edged straight sword, forged snow-white with a central fuller and a classic crossguard, wrapped cleanly in blue and white cloth. While Darian's high-frequency iron sand manipulation possessed immense destructive force, mastering a Great Grade blade was an essential skill for surviving the brutal clashes of the New World.
Stepping out onto the main deck, Darian intended to relieve whichever female pirate was handling watch duty. However, his eyes narrowed when he spotted both Paula and Alvida draped across deck loungers beneath their cloaks, fast asleep.
'I'm usually the one handling watch without complaint, and these two former captains fall asleep on duty?' Darian thought, his dark eyes hardening with irritation. 'They need to be reminded who commands this vessel.'
Walking silently across the deck, Darian loomed over them. Paula opened her eyes first, freezing in shock as she saw her captain standing above her with a sheathed sword. Alvida stirred a second later, turning pale as she met his cold glare.
"Captain!" Paula gasped, sitting up quickly.
"Is this how you two handle night watch?" Darian asked, his voice dropping into a dangerous, icy growl.
Paula shot an accusing look at Alvida. "She was supposed to take the second shift!"
"I... I accidentally drifted off," Alvida stammered, backing away slightly.
"Both of you bend over those recliners right now," Darian commanded, turning his scabbard in his hands like a riding crop. "If I don't discipline you properly, you'll forget your place on this ship."
Though humiliated at being treated like unruly children, neither former pirate captain dared to defy his authority. They presented their shapely, upturned rear ends over the backs of the loungers. The sight of their voluptuous hindquarters, combined with Darian's morning vigor, instantly hardened his weapon beneath his shorts.
CLAP!
Darian brought his palm down hard on Paula's thigh. The Spike-Spike Fruit user gasped as the sharp sting radiated across her flesh, her slender waist accentuating the prominent curve of her hips.
CLAP!
He struck Alvida next. Thanks to the Smooth-Smooth Fruit, her skin was flawlessly soft and silky, sending a rippling wave through her hips as she let out a sharp cry.
A few more stinging slaps left them squirming, but Darian's mood rapidly shifted from strict discipline to pure predation. With a forceful tug, he ripped through the seams of Paula's trousers and inner garments, exposing her bare, smooth buttocks to the cool morning breeze. He did the same to Alvida, leaving their clothes torn open at the center to expose their wet, glistening clefts.
Darian stepped behind Paula first. Gripping her narrow waist, he aligned his hard shaft with her wet opening and thrust forward in a single, unyielding drive. Paula let out a sharp gasp as his thick length filled her completely, her internal walls clamping down tight around him. Darian pounded into her with rhythmic, heavy force, occasionally slapping her rounded hips until her body spasmed into a violent, mind-numbing climax, soaking his thighs in fluid as she collapsed over the recliner.
Pulling out with a wet squelch, Darian stepped behind Alvida. Sensing his presence, the Smooth-Smooth Fruit user willingly arched her back, tilting her hips to receive him. Darian drove straight into her slick, frictionless depths. While Paula offered firm, tight resistance, Alvida's body provided an impossibly smooth, velvety glide that rapidly accelerated Darian's momentum.
Within minutes, as Alvida's internal walls contracted around him in an intense orgasm, Darian reached his peak, ejaculating a thick, hot load deep into her cervix.
He pulled back slowly, his dark gaze locking onto their trembling, exposed rears, eyeing their narrow secondary entrances for the next phase of their punishment.
.....
.....
.....
Give me powerstones.
Support me and read advance chapters on patreon.com/ImmortalDaoWriter