The voyage on the Miss Love Duck has begun. The crew consists of just me, Makino, and Alvida, who obey my orders without question. It's a perverse voyage with only women on board.
I had intentionally and clearly differentiated the way I treated these two women: one as an object of my "favorite" and the other as an object of my "control."
That morning, I woke up in my bed in the cabin.
As the morning sun streamed in, Makino carefully folded my clothes, looking just like a newlywed.
When she noticed me moving, she smiled gently and came closer to the bed.
"Oh, Eros, you're awake? Good morning."
"...Good morning, Makino-san."
"Hehe, you still look sleepy. Shall we hang out together a little longer?"
With that, she crawled into bed and lay down next to me. She then gently held my head close to her and buried my face in her soft, ample breasts.
"There, there, you're a good boy... I've asked you, Big Sister, to make sure that Eros-kun has a good day today."
Love like a mother, a sister, and a wife. I slid my hand down the chest of her pajamas, enjoying the feel of her warm flesh and the sweet scent that wafted from her.
"Kyaaah! Eros is already full of energy this morning..."
When my fingers touched the tops of her breasts, her body bounced cutely. I enjoyed her reaction as I pulled her hips closer with my other hand, rubbing my own heat between her legs.
"Hmm... No, Eros... Alvida will wake up..."
"Why not? Let's show them."
"You're so mean...♡"
Even as she said this, she began to twist her hips and prepare to accept my hard desire in her moist secret place. Admiring her figure, I slowly pressed our bodies together.
"Mmmmm...♡...Eros-kun's...warm..."
She lets out a sweet, melting voice in time with my movements. It's not an emotional one. It's a calm, loving interaction, like a morning greeting. She truly believes that this time in my arms is a happy one.
That twisted, pure love quietly but surely satisfied my desire to dominate.
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After exchanging some morning greetings with her, I was relaxing in a deck chair on the deck.
Alvida was kneeling reverently at his feet.
"Alvida"
"Ha!"
At my command, with trembling hands, she removed my sandals, gently lifted my bare feet with both hands, and ran her tongue over the tips of my toes as if she were touching a holy relic.
"Hmm... ugh..."
A faint moan escaped Alvida's throat. This wasn't to cleanse her. It was a sexual act of service, to imprint on her body the fact that she was bowing down at my feet.
At that moment, Makino, who had gotten dressed, arrived with a breakfast tray.
"Eros, it's breakfast time. I've prepared lots of your favorite fruits today."
"Thank you, Makino-san."
She glanced at Alvida, who was continuing to serve me at my feet, and then she frowned slightly, looking sad.
"...Alvida, you must be having a hard time."
Her voice was mixed with pity and a hint of superiority. She was different from that woman. She was someone who was "favored."
I watched with delight the twisted relationship that was developing between the two women.
Of course, I had no intention of letting Alvida end up as merely a slave at my feet. She was to be the first "combatant" of my harem ship, and the "sword" that embodied my desires.
That afternoon, a tough kumite battle took place on deck.
"Your movements are stiff! Not flexible enough! You're a woman, use your hips more!"
Along with my insults, a kick was launched, hitting Alvida in the side.
"Ugh...!"
She desperately tried to stop herself from collapsing. I took advantage of any openings in her attacks and continued to strike mercilessly.
"Haa... haa... I'm... sorry... Lord Eros!"
"Don't talk back. Stand up. Continue."
During the day, I would thoroughly torture her body, drilling my combat theory and dance-like martial arts techniques to turn her beauty into a weapon. Then, once I sensed that she had reached her limit from fatigue and was completely worn out, I would move on to the next stage of "adjustment."
That night, Alvida was forced to crawl on all fours, facing the wall with her back to me. Her wrists were shackled to iron shackles low on the wall, preventing her from running away or lifting her head. Her raised buttocks were exposed to me, defenseless, like a sacrifice on an altar.
"Now, Alvida. It's time to correct the defects in your body that were revealed during this afternoon's training. I'll also give you a reward for your patience."
"Y-yes...! Thank you very much...!"
Her eyes were filled with fear, and even more so, with a desire for the pleasure her Master would give her.
I stood behind her, looking at her defenselessly exposed buttocks. I then placed one foot on each of her knees, which were on the floor. As I slowly spread her legs apart, her knees also spread apart, making a creaking noise in vain. In the end, she was forced into the most humiliating position on all fours, a position similar to an M-leg pose.
"Today's training showed me the limits of your body. You're still far from my ideal. I'm going to re-upgrade you now. Be grateful."
Like an animal, I thrust my body into her perfectly open private parts.
"--!!"
Pain and a brain-burning pleasure hit her at the same time.
But it wasn't just sexual intercourse. The moment my penis reached deep inside her body, into her uterus, I unleashed the power of "Horu Horu" directly from there.
"Guh...! Ah, aaaahhh! My body...! It's hot...! Something...!"
Along with my bodily fluids, growth hormones, muscle-building hormones, and pleasure substances flow through her bloodstream and throughout her body.
Her bones creaked, her muscles throbbed, her nerves seared, and the pain was so intense it was overwhelming, but the pleasure was overwhelming. She could only scream as her body was being remodeled from the inside out, a terrifying yet sensual sensation.
With her screams playing in the background, I continued to pound my hips mercilessly into her.
"Your waist isn't flexible enough. More."
With each thrust, hormones are injected, forcing her hip joints to increase their range of motion.
"Your leg muscles are weak. I can't use my techniques like this."
Further hormones are pumped into her thighs, rebuilding the muscle fibers to make them stronger and more flexible.
This is no longer sexual intercourse. It's a ritual of body modification, with my bodily fluids as the catalyst.
"Ah...! Lord Eros...! More...! Please remake me even more...!"
After the pain, humiliation, and pleasure, Alvida's mind discovered a new joy. She was being remodeled from the inside out into the Master's ideal "tool." This fact brought her the ultimate excitement.
As I reached my climax inside her, I injected the final hormones into her and then left her body.
Her body, convulsing and limp on the floor, was clearly stronger, more flexible, and more to my liking than it had been a few hours earlier.
"...It's still not enough. Tomorrow's training will be even stricter. This 'adjustment' will continue every night until you become the combat doll of my dreams."
"Y-yes! I'm grateful and happy!"
Alvida's body was trembling with pain and pleasure, but she still bowed her head with all her might.
Satisfied with the sight of this faithful combat doll, I turned my back on her and left the cabin.
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As we continued sailing and living this distorted daily life, we were faced with a problem. With only my knowledge, it would be reckless to navigate the Grand Line that lay ahead. We absolutely needed accurate nautical charts and a specialized navigator who could interpret them.
We stopped off in Orangetown to look for information.
When I landed in town, I was accompanied by Alvida as my faithful bodyguard. Our strange master-servant relationship and our extraordinary looks attracted the attention of the town.
At that moment, a commotion broke out in the town square.
An orange-haired girl is being chased by pirates dressed like clowns. She holds a roll of parchment close to her chest. At a glance, it's clear that this is no ordinary piece of paper, but a meticulously drawn nautical chart.
"Wait, cat thief! That's Captain Buggy's important chart of the Grand Line!"
"Shut up! It's a waste for idiots like you to have it!"
When I recognized the girl—Nami—and the nautical chart she was holding, the corner of my lips curled up.
(Oh, a cat thief. And a chart of the Grand Line...)
It was truly a godsend. No, it was prey that had jumped into my sights.
I deliberately stood in Nami's path as she fled.
With just a glance from me, Alvida instantly scattered Buggy's henchmen who were chasing us.
"picture…?"
Nami stands there, stunned by the sudden event.
In front of him is a beautiful man with an unfathomable aura and another beautiful woman who is completely submissive to him.
I stared intently into her wary, cat-like eyes.
Then she slowly points to the nautical chart she is holding.
"You have a good chart, but that's not enough, is it?"
"...What do you mean?"
"You lack both the skill to use that chart perfectly and the strength to protect it. Am I wrong?"
Nami bit her lip and made a frustrated face at my words. I'd hit the nail on the head.
So I make her a devilishly sweet proposal.
"Make a deal with me, you thief. Give me the map. And become a navigator on my ship. And then—I'll solve all the worries about money and power that you've been harboring deep in your heart."
My eyes peered into the depths of her soul, as if I could see through everything, including the 100 million berry fate she bore and the despair of the name Arlong.