His gaze drifted to the execution platform looming over the square. The execution square buzzed with restless energy, but Takuya's stall was the epicenter of something far more primal—greed, addiction, and desperation.
Then towards the ground, where a girl was giving Takuya a blowjob since she wanted to desperately get those cookies yet didn't have enough money to pay him up.
So she came up with a solution, to satisfy him by offering up her body, and soul completely, and currently she was using her mouth to pay for the first two packs of cookies she took from him out of the 10 packets.
"Mmmph! Mmm! Nngh—!"
The girl between his legs, Mira, was a vision of sinful beauty—a woman whose very presence made men's throats go dry. Her luscious, cherry-red lips stretched around his length, her sapphire-blue eyes glazed with need as she bobbed her head eagerly.
Her silky, raven-black hair cascaded down her back, swaying with every hungry movement. Her body was curved like a goddess's—plump, round breasts threatening to spill from her tight corset, her narrow waist flaring into wide, inviting hips.
"Man what's with this world, not only the main Waifus and side Waifus are good, but even the background characters as well." Takuya thought as he enjoyed the bj Mira was giving him.
Every inch of her body screamed fertility and submission, and right now, she was using that body to beg.
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"P-Please… ngh… just one more pack…" she whimpered between wet, sloppy sucks, her tongue swirling along his shaft. "I'll do anything… anything…!"
Takuya smirked, fingers tangling in her hair as he guided her deeper. "You already took ten, Mira. And you haven't even paid for the first two yet."
He chuckled darkly as she gagged, her throat convulsing around him. "But since you're working so hard… maybe I'll consider it."
She moaned around him, her nails digging into his thighs as she redoubled her efforts. Slurping, choking, her saliva dripped down her chin as she took him deeper, her nose pressing against his pelvis as she hilted him completely.
"Nngh! G-Glughk—!"
Her eyes watered, her mascara running, but she didn't stop. She couldn't. The cookies had ruined her. The first bite had been heaven—crunchy, sweet, with a hint of something darkly addictive. Now, her body ached for them, her mind consumed by the need for just one more taste.
"I-I'll even bear your child!" she gasped, pulling off just long enough to speak, her voice trembling. "I'll be your slave! Just… please…!"
Takuya's grip tightened. "Good girl."
With a guttural groan, he yanked her head down, forcing her to take every last inch as he pumped his load straight down her throat. She gagged, sputtered, but swallowed obediently, her throat working around him as she milked him dry.
When he finally released her, she collapsed forward, panting, lips swollen, her face a mess of spit and cum. Yet still, her eyes burned with hunger—not for him, but for the cookies.
"Now, now," Takuya mused, counting his Beri as the chaos raged around them. "Let's talk about your debt."
Mira whimpered, but her fingers were already reaching for another cookie.
Takuya smirked as he watched Mira's trembling fingers close around another cookie. Despite the state she was in—cheeks flushed, breath ragged—her determination was unwavering. The sweet, buttery scent of the treats seemed to drown out everything else for her.
"Those aren't free, you know," he reminded her, leaning back in his chair as the sounds of the tavern's usual chaos—brawls, laughter, clinking glasses—filled the air around them.
Mira hesitated, her grip tightening around the cookie. Her voice was barely a whisper, hoarse from earlier. "I know."
Takuya's grin widened. "Then you also know what happens if you can't pay."
Her throat worked as she swallowed, but her defiance didn't waver. "I'll get the money."
"Will you?" He tilted his head, amused. "Because last I checked, you were flat broke. And yet..." His gaze flicked to the half-eaten cookies scattered between them. "You keep eating."
Mira's lips parted—whether to argue or plead, he couldn't tell—but before she could speak,
Mira went rigid.
Takuya sighed, rubbing his temple. "Mira… what did you do now?"
She stuffed the rest of the cookie into her mouth and gave him a sheepish, crumb-filled smile.
"Oops."
Takuya's eyes darkened as he leaned forward, his voice dripping with cold amusement.
"Mira... those weren't just any cookies." His fingers tapped against the table, slow and deliberate. "They were freshly baked, double-chocolate chips.
Premium ingredients(Sevage water). One of those…" He paused, letting the weight of his words sink in. "...is worth twice what you already owe me."
Mira's breath hitched. Her fingers, still sticky from the treats, twitched against the table. The hunger in her eyes—the one that had nothing to do with cookies—flickered with something else. Fear. Realization.
"I…" Her voice was small, but then she swallowed hard, lifting her chin. "Then I'll pay. However you want."
Takuya arched a brow. "Oh? And how do you plan to do that, exactly? You've got no money, no skills worth selling, and judging by that bastard at the door, you've got more enemies than sense."
Mira didn't flinch. Instead, her fingers moved to the hem of her top, peeling it up with deliberate slowness. The fabric caught for a moment on the curve of her breasts before she tugged it free, letting it drop to the floor.
The dim tavern light traced the lines of her body as she reached behind her back, unhooking her bra with practiced ease. It slipped from her shoulders, baring herself to him without hesitation.
Her hands went to the waistband of her shorts next, thumbs hooking under the fabric as she pushed them down her hips. They pooled at her ankles, leaving her in nothing but her panties—a last, teasing barrier before she peeled those away too, stepping free of the tangled clothes.
Then she dropped to her knees, the wood rough against her bare skin. She pressed her forehead to the ground in deep dogeza, her hands sliding up his legs in supplication. Her fingers curled around his calves, gripping like she was afraid he'd walk away—or maybe like she was begging him to stay.
The tavern noise blurred into nothing. All that existed was the heat of her skin against his, the unspoken plea in the way she held on, as she said "I'll be yours. Completely. From now I'm yours."
A beat of silence.
"Yours completely heart and soul," she continued, her voice steadier now. "Your dog. Your slave. I'll follow you anywhere, do anything you want. No complaints, no hesitation."
Her fingers curled into fists against her thighs. "You already know I've said it before—I'd even bear your child if you demanded it. But it doesn't stop there."
Takuya's smirk faded, replaced by something darker, more calculating. He reached down, gripping her chin, forcing her to hold his gaze.
"You're serious."
"Dead serious." Her lips parted, her breath warm against his fingers. "Own me. Use me. Break me if you want. I won't run. I won't fight. I'll be whatever you need—a pet, a whore, a weapon.
A tool to discard. Just…" Her voice wavered for the first time, a flicker of desperation seeping through. "... forgive my loan and let me taste these delicious cookies for the rest of my life."
Her eyes darted toward Takuya's shaft, which was rearing for another round. Takuya looked at her naked shivering frame. His grip tightened.
"You're offering me everything. No take-backs. No regrets."
Mira didn't hesitate. "Everything."
For a long moment, Takuya studied her—the defiance still burning beneath the submission, the way her body trembled but didn't retreat. Then, with a slow, predatory smile, he released her chin and leaned back.
"Good."
Mira didn't move. Didn't breathe.
But her lips curled into something almost like relief.
Because she'd gotten exactly what she wanted.
And she was never letting go.
And Takuya? He just smiled.
Business was good.
A deep, icy wave of satisfaction washed over Takuya. He tilted his head back, looking past the twitching, desperate crowd towards the tall, silent execution platform.
The entire square pulsed with this jittery, unnatural energy, a frenzied hum centered right where Monkey D. Luffy would soon stand.
"Ready or not, Straw Hats," he murmured, a full, dark smile spreading across his face. He adjusted his straw hat. "The guy you never saw coming is ready for his moment. And he brought snacks."
His gaze hovered over Mira who was now using her tits to service my rod, with a fervor as if she found her life's purpose, his gaze then swept over the crowd – the twitches, the sweat, the eyes burning with desperate hunger fixed on his stall.
They weren't craving cookies anymore. They were addicted, slaves to the powder he baked in. He held the key. The air was thick with the cloying sweetness of his cookies, the salty tang of the harbor, the stink of fish, and the sharp, metallic reek of fear and terrible choices. Loguetown wasn't just ready. It was perfectly, beautifully poisoned.
Unbeknownst to Takuya that his cookies had not only caused chaos in Logue Town, but also caused whole port to be completely unoperational, causing the navy hq to dispatch Smoker to Logue Town to find out what was exactly happening in the town, and it was about time that the straw hats arrived at Logue Town as well.
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