Chương 93: Enjoying the Dinner. (R-18)
After watching them complete their training, Lakeman approached with a calm authority, saying, "Tonight, both of you can rest well. We'll be leaving here tomorrow. Shirley will stay in my kingdom to manage it as the queen, so tonight will be her special night."
Robin felt an immediate sense of relief wash over her as she heard his words.
'Thank god,' she thought, 'I don't have to endure the devil's torture tonight.'
Meanwhile, Hancock's expression softened, revealing a blend of relief and quiet yearning. Her cheeks flushed as memories of past nights with her master surfaced, filling her with a longing she couldn't entirely shake.
'Although I'm grateful for the chance to rest tonight, it would have been wonderful to spend the whole night by Master's side, just like before—when I was his only slave,' she thought, her heart beating a little faster as her gaze lingered on him with silent admiration.
Lakeman left without waiting for a response and called Lily, instructing her to inform Kizaru of their upcoming journey to Alabasta and to make preparations. After setting everything in motion, he headed to dinner.
Meanwhile, in Kizaru's quarters…
A Marine captain knocked on the door, calling out, "Mr. Borsalino, Saint Lakeman's maid, just informed us that Saint Lakeman will be departing for Alabasta and has asked us to prepare for the journey."
"Alright, let's get it ready," came the reply from within.
Once the captain had departed, Kizaru dialed Sengoku, his thoughts filled with exasperation. 'Saint Lakeman… why can't you just stay in one place instead of running around, increasing my workload?'
Marineford, Naval Headquarters – Sengoku's House
Sengoku had just finished dinner after a long day of work and was hoping to get some early rest. His plans were disrupted by the ringing of the Den Den Mushi. Recognizing Kizaru's number, he scowled but answered anyway, snapping, "Borsalino, don't you have anything better to do than disturb me?"
"Marshal, it's about Saint Lakeman.He'll be leaving for Alabasta tomorrow. What are your orders?" Kizaru inquired.
Sengoku's irritation flared upon realizing his rest had been interrupted for such a trivial matter. He yelled, "Borsalino, are you serious? Can't you think for yourself? Why are you bothering me over something so simple? Just follow Saint Lakeman's orders. Go wherever he commands!"
"But, Marshal," Kizaru protested, "I thought my mission was nearing completion. When will I be allowed to return to Marineford? Staying with Saint Lakeman feels like sitting on pins and needles. I can sense his strength growing daily, and it's suffocating. With his power, he doesn't need a guard at all—I feel he could defeat me within five moves unless I escape using my Glint-Glint Fruit powers before a fight even starts."
Sengoku softened slightly, feeling a trace of sympathy but still replied sternly, "You're not returning until I or Saint Lakeman order it. Don't call me again unless your life is on the line." With that, he abruptly ended the call.
As Sengoku lay back down, he struggled to sleep, muttering curses under his breath at Kizaru for disturbing his evening.
In the grand dining hall of the royal palace in Britain, Lakeman sat at the head of the table with Hancock and Robin seated on either side of him.
Maids moved gracefully around them, serving food, their cheeks tinged with a blush as they tried to ignore the quiet sounds coming from under the table.
—--slurp… slurp… slurp
Hancock and Robin maintained their composure, eating calmly as if nothing unusual was happening.
After finishing her meal, Robin rose, casting a sharp glance at Lakeman before muttering, "Pervert," under her breath. She quickly departed from the hall.
Hancock, however, lingered, savoring her meal while a subtle smirk played on her lips.
—-- slurp… slurp… slurp
The quiet, rhythmic beneath the table seemed almost comforting to her. Once she'd finished, she bid Lakeman and Shirley a goodnight. Under the table, Shirley continued her "meal," seemingly enjoying every moment.
With that, Hancock left, her steps light as she moved down the corridor, feeling strangely at ease.
After Hancock and Robin had departed, Lakeman signaled for his head maid, Lily, to join him at the table. She gracefully took her seat beside him as other maids brought her food, only to leave at her quiet command. Now, the hall held only Lakeman, Shirley, and Lily in an atmosphere of intimate stillness.
Once Lily had finished her meal, Lakeman swept aside the plates in front of him, clearing a space on the table, and gestured to it.
"Sit here," he instructed, his voice firm yet inviting.
Without hesitation, Lily followed his command, sitting atop the table as her height now placed her slightly above him. Her posture was poised, her gaze filled with anticipation as she looked down at Lakeman. Noticing his intense focus on her, she leaned forward, her face now close to his, offering him a clear view of her ample cleavage.
The warmth between them grew as Lakeman's eyes traced the curves before him, Lily's expression reflecting a blend of obedience and subtle allure as their gazes locked.
Lakeman felt himself hardening even more, increasing Shirley's difficulty as she was already struggling to keep up. One of his hands reached under the table, grabbing a handful of Shirley's blond hair and pushing her down further, while his other hand grasped Lily's head, pulling her in for a kiss.
He savored the taste of dessert lingering on her lips, which she hadn't had time to wipe away. After tasting her sugary-sweet lips, he pried her mouth open, gently sucking and nibbling on her lips before deepening the kiss. His tongue explored her mouth, intertwining and playfully tangling with hers in a passionate exchange that lasted for several minutes. In the midst of it, he almost forgot about Shirley, whose head was still held firmly in place.
Shirley, taking his dick deeply inside her throat till her lips kissing his base, was in tears from the struggle, her breath growing short. Unable to bear it any longer, she tapped urgently on Lakeman's thigh, seeking his attention.
Lakeman pulled away from the kiss and released Shirley's head, still gripping her hair as she gasped for air, breathing deeply to steady herself. After giving her a moment to recover, he pushed his dick back into her throat with a single thrust, maintaining a relentless pace. He held her head firmly, moving his hips rhythmically, each thrust going deep in her throat.
"Mmmhhh," he moaned in pleasure, enjoying the sensation of her warm throat squeezing his cock.
Throughout, he didn't neglect his head maid, Lily. After finishing a passionate kiss with her, his gaze drifted to her exposed cleavage, seemingly inviting him closer. He reached out, gently squeezing her breasts and savoring their softness. Unable to hold back, he tore open her maid dress, freeing her curves and revealing her heavenly tits. He leaned in, capturing one of her nipples with his mouth, while his hand continued to caress and knead her other breast.
"Aahn," Lily moaned, reacting to him biting those cherry nipples.
Lakeman continued his pounding of Shirley's throat and enjoying Lily's tits, giving attention to both Shirley and Lily, lost in his enjoyment.
After a while.
"Aah, take it all."
With a final gasp, he reached his climax, holding Shirley close as she took it all in, goblets of thick semen going down her throat. Meanwhile, Lily's flushed breasts bore faint marks of his bite and love.
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