"Uuggh—"
"Gwaagkh—"
The wet, rhythmic choking sounds echoed through the dining hall, a stark counterpoint to the quiet elegance of the polished wood and crystal chandeliers.
Lakeman sat at the head of the table, his chair pushed back from the lavish spread of roasted meats, fine cheeses, and exotic fruits.
One hand held a fork spearing a slice of glazed ham; the other was tangled in Shakky's obsidian-black hair, gripping the roots tight.
She knelt beneath the table, between his legs. Her evolution hadn't just strengthened her—it had refined her. Her bronze skin held an almost metallic sheen, and the muscles in her neck worked with peak-tier precision, rippling as she swallowed his cock.
Her throat was a vice around his cock, a warm, slick sleeve of muscle that pulsed with her heartbeat.
Slurp.
Slurp.
Pah.
Each bob of her head sent his dick deeper, until the base of cock slapped against her chin, the sound a wet punctuation to her guttural gagging.
"Mmmmmph—gawgk—"
Lakeman chewed the ham slowly, savoring the taste, savoring the sensation.
The other women—Robin, Viola, Scarlett, Mirana, Lily, and others—had left an hour ago for their daily training, their bodies still humming from the previous night's exertions. The dining hall was now a private theater for two.
He lifted another piece of fruit. The sweet burst of mango juice filled his mouth.
Shakky's head moved faster.
Slurp.
Slurp.
Her lips wrapped around his cock like a perfect seal, her tongue massaging the underside with expert strokes. Her eyes, visible between his legs, were closed in rapt concentration, her brow furrowed with effort and bliss.
Lakeman set the fork down. His fingers tightened in her hair, guiding her rhythm.
"Faster Bitch."
She obeyed immediately, her pace becoming frantic, desperate. The gagging sounds intensified, but they were interspersed now with deep, wet swallows that vibrated through his cock.
"That's it," he murmured in pleasure. "Take it all."
She did.
Her throat opened, muscles relaxing through Life Return mastery. She took him deeper than before, until her nose pressed against his pelvis, until her esophagus molded around his full length.
Lakeman dropped the food entirely. His hands went to her head, both of them now, fingers digging into her scalp.
"I'm going to fill you."
She answered with a choked, eager moan.
He thrust forward, burying himself completely, holding her there. She trembled, but didn't pull back.
"Mmmmmph—gawgk—"
Her throat squeezed, milking him.
Lakeman's breath caught. His eyes closed.
"Uuggh–"
A low growl started in his chest, building into a primal roar that shook the very air in the hall.
His cock erupted.
Gush—gush—gush—
Ropes of thick, hot seed pulsed down her throat, flooding her stomach. Shakky gasped around his cock but held steady, swallowing every surge, gulping down the torrent of his cream.
Gulp. Gulp.
Pop–.
After the last tremor subsided, he eased back, his cock sliding from her mouth with a wet, sucking sound.
Shakky slumped for a moment, her forehead resting on his thigh. Her chest rose and fell with heavy breaths.
Huff–
Then she lifted her head, her lips slick and shining, her eyes dreamy with satisfaction.
She leaned forward and lapped at his cockhead, cleaning the last traces with slow, worshipful licks before tucking him back beneath his pants with a practiced hand.
She crawled out from under the table, rising to her feet. Her wheat-colored skin glowed under the chandelier light.
She moved with a languid, seductive grace, her hips swaying as she approached him.
A thick strand of white cum clung to her lower lip. She caught it with her tongue, pulling it into her mouth and swallowing with an audible click.
"Slurpp"
"Thanks for the treat, Master."
Lakeman smiled, a dark, predatory curve of his lips. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her onto his lap.
She settled against him, her warmth seeping through his clothes, her scent—musky, sweet, and utterly female—wrapping around him.
He nuzzled her neck for a moment before his expression shifted.
"Why haven't Kaido and Big Mom arrived yet? Don't they want to fight me?" His fingers trailed up her spine, tracing the muscles there. "It's been two days since Rayleigh and others died at my hands. Could it be that Kaido and Linlin are scared?"
Shakky leaned into his touch, but her eyes flickered with something else—embarrassment.
"Master, it seems I have forgotten to inform you." Her voice went soft, almost sheepish. "We were enjoying ourselves too much last night when I received information telepathically from CP agents spying on Kaido and Linlin."
Lakeman's eyebrows lifted.
"You forgot?"
"I was… preoccupied."
He chuckled, a low rumble against her ear. "Tell me."
She did, her words precise and detailed, the voice of a former information broker laying out a strategic report even while nestled in his lap.
Kaido and Big Mom had indeed mobilized. Their combined fleets had been sailing toward Sabaody with murderous intent—revenge for Shanks' death, a restoration of their prestige as the remaining three Emperors of the sea.
Whitebeard, sensing danger, had retreated to his hometown with his sons, a tactical withdrawal rather than cowardice.
But then the news arrived.
Rayleigh. Scopper Gaban. Crocus. Dozens of the Roger Pirates' strongest veterans.
Dead.
All of them.
Killed not by Lakeman, but by his women, in under two hours.
The fleets slowed. The bravado cooled. They weren't stupid. They knew Rayleigh's strength, even past his prime. They knew what that massacre implied.
"Not only that," Shakky continued, "Sengoku learned about the attack. He felt regretful that you had to get involved personally with lowly pirates, while the Navy only got the news after everything was finished."
She smirked.
"He was eager to restore their usefulness in your eyes. He sent Kizaru and Aokiji, each to the territories of Big Mom and Kaido."
Lakeman's eyes gleamed. "Two Admirals."
"Yes. Borusalino and Kuzan caused… significant destruction. Their territories are burning. Their crews had to return to defend their bases. They have no time for a clash with you now. The invasion stalled before it even reached Sabaody."
Shakky laughed then, a light, mocking sound.
"Pfft. I think Kaido and Linlin, along with their crews, were already afraid to face you after hearing about Rayleigh and the others. The Marine attack just gave them a reason to run back without losing their face."
Lakeman sighed, a theatrical exhale of disappointment. His hands moved to her breasts, kneading them through the leather of her jacket.
"Sigh. I was hoping to have a little fun while crushing them. But they all ran away before even meeting me."
His fingers found her tender nipples, pinching them through the fabric.
"Mmhhh"
Shakky squirmed on his lap, her hips shifting. The movement pressed her against his groin, and his recently satisfied cock hardened again, thickening against her thigh.
"And Stussy was better," he added, his tone teasing as toyed with her bud. "At least she delivered all the news to me on time."
Shakky's expression twisted into a pout, genuine and aggrieved.
"Master can't blame me for that! It's all your fault. Your majestic cock kept pounding my pussy, asshole, and mouth, filling me again and again with your cream. How can one focus on other things except for overwhelming pleasure?"
She leaned closer, her lips brushing his ear.
"Humph. I was working in Marijoa with those five elders to consolidate your rule over the world while that bitch Stussy kept hogging all your cock to herself for so long." Her hand slid down, palm pressing against his hardening cock through his pants. "Now it's my turn to be at your side while letting that bitch work with those smelly old men."
She moved her hips harder, grinding her clothed ass against his cock, the friction deliberate and incendiary.
Lakeman's eyes darkened as he listened to her complaints. He grabbed her waist, holding her still.
"Fine. I won't send you back." His voice dropped. "But you can't escape punishment for delaying the information."
"Then, Master, please punish me harder," she replied in a seductive tone.
He didn't reply.
Instead, he scooped her up from his lap—one arm under her back, another beneath her legs—and positioned her on the dining table.
The cutlery, the plates, the remnants of lunch went flying, clattering to the floor.
Two maids, standing at the edges of the hall with flushed faces, scurried forward and cleared the debris without a word, their eyes never lifting from the scene.
Shakky lay on the polished wood, her breath quickening. She looked at him, a challenge in her eyes.
He grabbed her legs, spreading them wide apart. The leather pants she wore hugged her toned thighs and shapely ass like a second skin, outlining the slit of her pussy through the material, a tantalizing suggestion of what lay beneath.
Rip.
The sound tore through the quiet hall.
He didn't unbutton or unzip. He shredded the leather from seam to seam, his fingers like claws, tearing through the tough material. The pants came apart in strips, exposing her from waist to ankles. He threw the ruined garment aside.
She wore nothing underneath.
Her pussy lay exposed, pink and glistening, already wet with anticipation. Despite years of merciless ravaging under his cock, the evolution had kept it tender, the lips swollen and ready.
"Aahh…"
She exhaled, a soft sound of readiness.
Lakeman didn't wait. He willed his clothes away, storing them in his personal space. His cock sprang free, fully erect, throbbing with a hungry pulse.
He lined his cock up with her drooling cunt, teasing her.
"This is your punishment."
He thrust forward, a single, powerful drive that buried his cock to the root.
Her pussy walls clenched around his cock, a tight, wet embrace that shuddered with her gasp.
"Aahmm…"
Her moan fueled him. He grabbed her hips, his fingers digging into the flesh of her waist, and began to pound he cunt.
Pah.
Pah.
Each thrust was deliberate, with hard impact.
Her body rocked against the table, the wood creaking beneath her. Her moans grew wild, unfiltered, a chaotic harmony to the slap of flesh against flesh.
"Oooh… ahhhh… Master… Harder…"
He increased the pace, his movements becoming a relentless rhythm. The sound echoed—wet, rhythmic, brutal.
Pah.
"Aahh!"
He tore at her leather jacket next, ripping it open to expose the vest beneath, then tearing that too. Her breasts spilled free, full and firm, her nipples dark and taut.
He leaned down, capturing one nipple between his teeth.
Crunch.
He bit down, not gently, his teeth pressing into the sensitive flesh until she cried out.
"Ohhh.. Yes! More!"
He sucked, pulling the nipple into his mouth, tasting her skin, marking her with his saliva. His other hand found her other breast, squeezing, kneading, distorting the perfect shape with his grip.
"Oohhh"
Pah
"Aahh"
Smack
He worked his mouth over the other breast, leaving teeth marks like a signature.
"Oohhh…"
Pah.
He fucked her through her moans, through her cries. His cock pistoned inside her pussy, each withdrawal dragging her inner walls taut, each re-entry slamming deep into her cunt.
The table groaned.
Creak–
Shakky's body became a landscape of sensation—her breasts abused by his mouth and hands, her pussy stretched and filled by his relentless thrusts.
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