Nami sprints with everything she has as she closes in on her destination. Kaido’s castle is just a straight shot in front of her. No one’s in sight, no sign of life is present. Perfect. Just her carrying out her mission to reunite with her comrades and bring them one step closer to putting this entire mess to bed once and for all. She just needs to remain focused.

She soon finds herself within a cavern, making her situation even better because now there’s no way she’ll be spotted by the Beast Pirates. But as she continues her pursuit, her hopes are immediately dashed as she spots three of them a fair distance away. Just as they come into her field of vision, she dives behind a sizable boulder to conceal herself. Only then does her fatigue show once she stops. Her chest rises and falls from both her sprinting and the stress of narrowly avoiding being spotted.

‘Shit! What do I do?!’ she exclaims internally as she peeks around the rock to survey the area, ‘They don’t seem to be planning on going anywhere anytime soon. And while taking them out shouldn’t be that much of a challenge, there’s a chance that there’s more of them not too far from here. And it’s probably not that great of an idea to risk bringing that much attention to myself. But I can’t just stand here forever. I’ve gotta get in that castle. But how?’

She starts brainstorming, trying to find any option out of this situation. And it doesn’t take long for her to finally get to the obvious option as she gazes down at her provocative attire. She briefly recoils at herself, blushing wildly for even considering the thought of something so shameless, but considering the fact that time’s wasting and there doesn’t seem to be any better idea, she concedes to the revolting plan and steps from behind the rock.

It only takes a few steps before she’s spotted by one of the pirates, prompting the other two to follow his gaze. Their expressions gradually shift from stern looks from noticing an intruder to intrigue from noticing Nami’s attractive features and revealing clothing. Nami’s face becomes even more flushed as she gets closer to the trio. She can’t believe she’s about to do something so embarrassing. But it needs to be done. Her friends are counting on her. So she picks her head up and gives the small group of boys an inviting smile, stopping just a few feet away from them.

“Hey, guys,” she beams with a small wave of her fingers, “Don’t mind me. Just trying to get home. Hope I’m not bothering you.”

She internally groans with disgust as she feels their eyes undressing her. But she swallows her detest of that small fact and continues with,

“I’m sure you all are just doing your jobs or something. And I don’t mean to intrude. If I’m trespassing, I don’t mean to. But if I am, can we just keep it between you and me? I’ll- ... I can make it worth your while.”

She puts on her best poker face, feigning a sly grin as she guides her thumbs to her bra straps. But on the inside, she couldn’t be more ashamed of herself for stooping so low. She just hopes this’ll be enough for the three men to take the bait and let her pass. But to her dismay, quite the opposite happens.

Before she knows it, she’s circled by the burly men, internally gagging in repulsion as various groans of desire and chuckles of malicious intent emanate from the men as they rotate around the young girl in front of them. Nami feels like she’s a wounded deer in the presence of wolves as their wanting gazes scan her soft supple body.

“Well, who are we to deny such a thoughtful damsel,” one man replies in a coy tone,

“Yeah, how could we be so heartless to just ignore a girl who just wants to go home?” another man taunts from behind her before deeply inhaling Nami’s scent, causing her to shudder in discomfort,

“That would just be an unthinkable thing to do,” the final man cosigns with a sinister chuckle.

Nami instantly regrets her decision to go along with this foolish plan after hearing their devious comments as they surround her. Her mind immediately looks for ways to get out of this. Maybe if she times her movements just right, she could slip through the gap and make a beeline to the castle. Or maybe she could find a way to stealthily knock them out without garnering the attention of potential passersby. Something. Anything.

But as she’s trying to construct an escape plan, it’s immediately put to a halt as the unsettling sensation of various firm and rugged hands caress and grope her sensitive skin. They start at her arms, neck, and waist, but soon maneuver to her chest. In this time, she jerks her body away, trying her best to avoid the perverted touches of her oppressors. But with each act of disgust, it just brings more desire to feel her.

“Oh, wow, you’re so damn soft,” she hears one man say into her ear, making her shiver again, “You feel so good. Let’s see just how good your body really feels.”

Their clutches become more direct as one man grips onto her arm and lightly rubs it. Another man palms her stomach, showing it the same courtesy. And the third man brings his hand to her chin, gently stroking it as he turns her head to face him.

“Such a sexy face,” the man taunts, “You wanna be a good girl for us? Hm?”

Nami, being the stubborn girl she is, snatches her head away from his clutches with an unflattered hiss. She’s then taken aback as the second her face is free from the perverse strokes of her chin, the hand previously responsible for the act latches onto the ring of her bra and yanks it down, immediately exposing her chest to the three fiends. Nami yelps in surprise and horror in response to the swift act of violation. Before she can voice her disgust, though, the man takes her breasts in his palms, fondling and kneading them with a smirk.

“Fuck, you weren’t kidding,” the man taunts as he toys with her chest, “You will most definitely make this worth our while, sweetheart.”

Before Nami can intervene with his actions, she feels the hand on her stomach traverse down to the hem of her skirt before practically ripping it away from her legs along with her panties and exposing her lower half. She’s then met with the uncomfortable sensation of the rough and rugged hand rubbing her lower lips.

“Mmm~ if you like how that appetizer feels, you’ll definitely love the main course,” the man says in a creepy teasing voice.

Nami shudders in response to the combined acts of molestation and creepy statements, squeezing her eyes shut as the pirates take advantage of her exposed skin. She just planned on giving them a small show. She wasn’t anticipating any of this. But she still has one more pervert intent on using her. He snakes his hand from her arm and discards her cape, completely stripping her bare of her disguise before leaning forward and latching his mouth onto the back of her neck.

She whimpers in disdain, trying to hold herself together from the unwanted attention. It’s taking everything in her to keep from fighting back. She could easily overpower these guys without giving it a second thought. But the risk is too high to try it. So she endures it, masking her containment of her fight response with her best feigned flight response.

But her reflexes can only go so long without being in action. She just can’t restrict something that comes so naturally to her. Self defense is all her muscle memory knows, so having such drastic and ruthless acts taking place causes her self control to slip.

After moments of trying to fight herself for retaliating, her efforts seemingly proves to be for naught as her hands start forming into fists, threatening to clean house against her better judgment. But before she can enact her violent nature, Nami’s taken aback as she feels the sudden sensation of a warm, wet, slippery object on her right nipple. Surprised, she slowly opens her eyes to reveal the man in front of her hungrily lapping and sucking on her nipple. She gasps in shock and horror as the unwanted interaction is constantly taking such depraved turns.

And it doesn’t stop there. As she’s glaring daggers at the man sucking on her chest, she soon feels a similar feeling from behind her in between her legs. She gasps from the unexpected feeling on her center before her legs are forced apart, giving her intruder a better angle to lick her. Though the gasp was more of a sound of terror from Nami, her violators took it as a moment of weakness, giving them all the confirmation and encouragement they needed to keep going. Not that they needed it to begin with.

“That’s it, sweetheart,” the man sucking on her neck groans, “Let us know how much you love this. Let’s see how much of a depraved skank you are.”

“Heh. I can’t wait to hear you moaning like a little bitch in heat,” the man sucking on her chest chimes in as he pinches and squeezes her breasts, making Nami squirm in response as she continues fighting to keep her reactions at bay, “You’re fighting it so much right now. Which is fine. It’s always the whores with the loudest and sluttiest moans who fight the hardest. So keep fighting all you want, sunshine. It’s only a matter of time before you’re begging us for more.”

They then bring their focus back to Nami’s body, making her fight even harder. But this time, it’s an entirely different reason than before. She’s no longer trying to fight off her urge to fight back. She’s trying her damnedest to not give them what they want. She can’t lie, their actions have relaxed her reflexes a little bit. She can’t even think about attacking them right now. What they’re doing feels too good. But she can’t let them know that. She just hopes that this is all they intend to do before they leave her alone. Yes, it’s wishful thinking, but for the sake of time, that’s what she’s hoping for.

However, her pursuers have different plans. Nami is unknowingly teasing them with slight gasps of approval thanks to the attention to her sensitive cunt, neck, and nipples. There’s not a chance in hell they’re gonna let up now. Especially when such reactions required little effort. So they take it a step further, sucking on her harder and squeezing her harder.

Nami fights even harder to hide her enjoyment, going so far as to bite her lower lip and prevent any eye contact from taking place. But as hard as she’s persisting, there’s just no way she can possibly match three invaders at once. She tries as hard as she can to fight the urges, but the inevitability soon approaches and she breaks. She signals the victory of her oppressors by tilting her head back and moaning. The three perverted pirates bask in their victory as they give a few lasting licks before finally retracting their mouths from the young girl. This causes her to feel somewhat irritated as the second that she was enjoying herself, the pleasure stopped, but not wanting to be humiliated any further, she keeps those sentiments to herself.

“Just like we said,” the man who was licking her pussy taunts with a chuckle as he stands back up, “Whimpering like a helpless little slut.”

“And just look at her face,” the man who was sucking on her chest adds on, making her blush, “Look at that cranky little face. Aww. You didn’t want us to stop, did you, sweetie?”

“Heh, well don’t worry, baby girl,” the final man says, placing his hands on her waist, “We’ll give you everything you could ever want.”

Despite their patronizing remarks, Nami finds herself being relatively ... neutral considering her situation. She hates it, but her body’s just begging to give her the attention it craves. And she’s gonna be accommodated beyond comprehension.

She feels a hand on the back of her head before forcefully being bent over, exposing her rear to the two men behind her. All the while, she’s greeted with a massive cock just inches away from her face. Without skipping a beat, the three ravagers claim their victim. The man in front forces his cock in Nami’s unsuspecting mouth, gripping onto her fiery red hair and thrusting his hips back and forth, pistoning his member further down her throat with each thrust.

As her mouth is being relentlessly violated, she feels the other men take advantage of her other end with one man sliding his cock in her cunt with the other man forcing himself in along with him soon after. She initially whimpers in discomfort from the drastic stretching of her pussy. But as the shock and pain subsides, she finds herself really enjoying her place in between the trio of rapists.

“Yeah, take those dicks in that slutty little pussy,” the man in front of her mocks, looking her in her flushed humiliated face, “That’s a good girl. Fuck, you’re such a good little cocksleeve. Yeah, just like that. Suck on that cock. Look at me. Fucking look at me.”

He gives her a couple of slaps with his free hand, making her follow his aggressive order and look up at his ruthless lust-filled eyes. He chuckles at her look of disapproval from his strikes as he continues his relentless thrusting, eventually managing his entire length in her throat.

“Better listen to him, sweetheart,” she hears a man say behind her with a mocking chuckle following his statement, “You wouldn’t wanna make him angry, would you?”

“No, you wouldn’t,” the other man piles on, “Then we’d have to really make sure you fall in line. And it would just be terrible to have anything happen to you, wouldn’t it, sweet cheeks?”

Nami’s mind is moving at a million miles an hour. She’s losing all sense of time. The castle is becoming more and more of an afterthought the longer this goes on. The thought of escaping is even slipping her mind. Not only because of the futility of how badly the end result would be regardless if she was successful, but it’s also the effect their actions are having on her. The humiliation, the pain, the teasing, the fact that she’s being so easily subdued, all of it is leaving Nami so ... aroused.

Every word makes her mind melt that much more. Every thrust is making her cunt even wetter as it’s stretched wider and wider. Their forceful grasps make her body uncontrollably tingle with every jerk and tug on her limbs and hair. The thought of a single man doing this to her would’ve made her gag in disgust, let alone three. But now that she’s actually taking part in such a disgraceful act, she finds herself warming up to not only continuing on her own fruition, but maybe even doing something like this in the future.

And it’s not just her mind that’s enjoying these acts. Her own body’s betraying her, too. She’s reflexively moving along to the rhythm of their thrusts. Her moans are starting to become more frequent and lewder. And she’s starting to crave more. She wants them to be deeper. Harder. Faster. She wants them to claim her body as theirs. Unbeknownst to her, one of those wishes is gonna be granted soon.