Chapter 295 – Call To Headquarter [r-18]
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"Ugh... Where is this?"
When Tsuru regained consciousness, she momentarily wondered why she was lying face-down on a table. Then the memories came flooding back all at once. The private meeting, the demand that she become a sex slave, the brutal face-fucking, and finally being bent over the table and thoroughly destroyed like a cheap whore.
She slowly lifted her head and looked around the meeting room.
Alex was nowhere to be seen. It seemed he had simply left after fucking her, leaving the high-ranking Vice Admiral of the Marines sprawled across the table like a discarded sex toy, still covered in sweat, spit, and thick cum.
"He didn't even put me in a comfortable position on the sofa…" she muttered under her breath, a strange mix of irritation and excitement in her voice.
Then she pushed herself up with trembling arms. Her legs felt weak and unsteady. Every movement was sending small sparks of residual pleasure and a dull, satisfying ache through her lower body. She carefully moved to the nearby sofa and sank into it, finally sitting in a more comfortable position.
"That man… Alex… he can really fuck… It's a miracle."
Her body still trembled with leftover excitement as she vividly recalled the overwhelming pleasure she had by getting fucked.
In all her decades of life she had never experienced anything even close to it. The thickness, the stamina, the way he dominated and humiliated her while still giving her body exactly what it had been starving for — it was beyond anything she had imagined.
'He really does have a miracle dick… I need to make sure he stays aligned with the Marines no matter what. A man like this cannot be allowed to become an enemy.'
"Hngh…♥"
She tried to stand again, intending to reach the Den Den Mushi and contact the Fleet Admiral, but a sudden tingling and slightly painful sensation between her legs made her freeze.
She then looked down. Even after hours, a thick stream of semen was slowly leaking out of her well-fucked pussy and dripping onto the sofa cushion.
"Aaa…♥ So this is what it feels like to get properly fucked…♥"
For the first time in her long life, her body had finally known true, overwhelming pleasure.
The proud strategist of the Marines sat there staring at the cum leaking from her own hole, a dazed and almost intoxicated expression on her mature face. The humiliation of being left like this only seemed to feed the new, dangerous lust that had been awakened inside her.
She slowly reached down and touched the sticky mixture of cum and her own pussy juices. She then began rubbing it between her fingers with a fascinated look.
"I've become a sex slave to a pirate… and yet…"
A small, conflicted smile curved her lips as more of Alex's cum continued to seep out of her pussy.
"…I already want him to fuck me again."
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At the Marine Headquarters…
The towering fortress of Marineford was noisy with the marines doing their marine things.
And in one of the highest and most heavily guarded offices, Fleet Admiral Sanjaya was sitting behind a large, imposing desk. There were stacks of documents detailing the latest movements of New World pirates spread out in front of her.
She was reading the report after report with practiced efficiency. She was occasionally making notes in the margins with a precise hand.
Even while focused on her work, a certain rumor had been lingering at the back of her mind for days.
The so-called "Miracle Dick Man". The rising pirate named Alex.
'I wonder if Tsuru finished our investigation.'
She was thinking. Just then…
Purururu…Purururu…Purururu…
The soft ringing of a Den Den Mushi suddenly cut through the silence of the office. Sanjaya glanced at the snail. The number displayed was a private line reserved for only the highest-ranking officers. It was Tsuru.
For the first time in a long while, the composed Fleet Admiral felt a flicker of impatience. She had been waiting for this call.
The rumors surrounding Alex that he possessed an unusually large dick, that he could fuck multiple women in a single night, and that he could still cum repeatedly without losing strength had reached even her ears.
If those rumors were true, the strategic value of bringing such a man under Marine influence was enormous.
She picked up the Den Den Mushi without delay and went straight to the point.
"Moshi moshi, Tsuru… Is the rumor about Alex really true?"
Her voice remained calm and authoritative, yet there was a clear undercurrent of personal interest that she did not bother to hide.
On the other end of the line, she waited for the answer that could change how the highest levels of the Marines viewed this new pirate.
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Tsuru was still sitting on the sofa in the private meeting room. She was completely naked except for the Vice Admiral's coat that was loosely draped over her shoulders.
The cum was slowly leaking from her well-fucked pussy, trailing down her inner thighs and staining the sofa beneath her.
She had just dialed Fleet Admiral Sanjaya and within seconds, the reply had to come.
"Moshi moshi, Tsuru… Is the rumor about Alex really true?"
Sanjaya's voice came through clearly. She was calm on the surface but unable to fully hide her interest.
Tsuru did not answer immediately. Instead, she slowly slipped two fingers into her still-sensitive pussyhole. She then scooped up a thick strand of Alex's cum and brought it to her lips. She licked it clean with a soft sound.
Lick…
"Mmm…♥ Yes, Sanjaya… The rumors are true. In fact, I personally confirmed it. He can certainly satisfy multiple women… and cum buckets."
There was a moment of heavy breathing on the other end of the line.
Tsuru continued her report and her her voice was growing slightly huskier as the memories flooded back.
"I even used Life Return to make my pussy as tight as a virgin's pussy, and I coated the pussy walls with Armament Haki so I could squeeze him properly. But I was the one who completely lost. He didn't use any special techniques… he just raw-dogged me like a cheap whore."
A soft moan escaped her as she remembered the overwhelming pleasure. Almost without thinking, she began to slowly finger her pussy again. She was pushing her cum-soaked fingers in and out of her sensitive pussyhole.
Squelch… Squelch… Squelch… Squelch…
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
The wet, lewd sounds of her fingering herself were clearly audible through the Den Den Mushi.
"And finally… after he fucked me for a while… I couldn't hold the pleasure and fainted. He just left me on the table like a used whore."
Her body trembled at the memory of that humiliation coming in. She was even more excited being discarded on the meeting table, covered in cum, piss, and her own juices, while the man who had just fucked her simply walked away.
"But… it was the best fuck of my life. No amount of strap-ons we've used on each other can compare. Even when you and Garia double-penetrated me with those giant dildos… the pleasure wasn't even one percent of what I felt today."
Tsuru's fingers moved faster, her breathing growing heavier as she spoke to the Fleet Admiral while openly masturbating to the fresh memory of being dominated and broken.
On the other end of the line, Sanjaya remained silent for several long seconds. And the only sound being Tsuru's wet fingering was heard through the Den Den Mushi.
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On the other end of the Den Den Mushi, Fleet Admiral Sanjaya was also becoming increasingly aroused. Her breathing had grown heavier, and she could feel her own pussy growing wet against the fabric of her uniform as she listened to Tsuru's detailed, shameless report.
"Then, as Fleet Admiral," Sanjaya said, her voice slightly lower than usual, "I give you full authority to ensure he accepts the Shichibukai position. Use whatever means necessary."
Tsuru let out a soft, satisfied laugh while her fingers continued to slowly move inside her pussy.
"Don't worry. He has already accepted. As of today, we finally have the only man in the entire world who can truly satisfy women and still cum multiple times during sex. Our final arrangement is complete. Now we can make sure the rest of the plan proceeds exactly as intended."
There was a brief silence on the line, filled only by the faint wet sounds of Tsuru playing with herself and Sanjaya's controlled but heavier breathing.
"Yes…" Sanjaya finally replied, her tone carrying a rare trace of emotion. "We can finally carry out true justice."
Tsuru smiled in pleasure as she thought of dick and justice.
"Indeed. With him under our system as a Warlord, many things that were previously impossible will now become achievable. I'll send the formal report once I've cleaned up… and recovered a little."
"Understood. Take your time, Tsuru. You've done excellent work."
"Thank you, Fleet Admiral."
After a few more quiet exchanges confirming the next administrative steps, the two women ended the call.
Click!
The Den Den Mushi went silent.
Tsuru remained seated on the sofa for a while longer, completely naked beneath her loosely draped Vice Admiral coat. She stared at the sticky mixture of cum and her own juices still slowly leaking from her well-used pussy. There was a complicated mixture of satisfaction, lingering lust, and strategic calculation on her face.
Eventually she forced herself to stand on slightly unsteady legs. She gathered her discarded clothes, cleaned herself as best she could with a cloth from the side table, and began putting her uniform back on piece by piece.
By the time she was fully dressed again, the proud outward appearance of the legendary Marine strategist had returned. But under the clothes there was redness on her ass, the slight limp in her step, and the lingering scent of cum in her pussy.
Tsuru took one last look at the meeting table where she had been thoroughly fucked in her whole life, then quietly left the room to continue her duties.
But more than that, she was finally determined to carry out true justice.