Many years had passed since your life changed and probably for the worst.
It was the day when the first wanted poster of the straw hat member - Cat burglar Nami was released. The second you laid your eyes on it you instantly fell for her and had been down bad for her ever since.
You became almost obsessed with her and had since seen her from afar on many occasions throughout the Straw Hats many adventures as the pathetic stalker you was. Eventually you learnt more about her and came to realize that Nami loved money more than everything and that she could also be a bit arrogant at times and had quite a temper on her. This only filed your desires further since you’ve always dreamed of being dominated and degraded by her.
You spent the next year earning as much berry as you could so that you could eventually hand it all to Nami as an offering of sorts. Eventually you had accumulated more than 300 million Berry to your name in a few years time.
And so the day finally came where you had followed the straw hats to a remote tropical island. You managed to sneak onto the island without anyone noticing you and by sheer luck you came across Nami who was standing in a thin bikini in a clearing next to a pool of blue water with a small waterfall connected to it, probably about to relax after days of travelling.
Before you knew it you had been hypnotized by her beauty and was unable to pry your eyes of her round cheeks and gorgeous body from behind. Due to this you didn’t take note of your surroundings and end up tripping over a root and falling out of the bushes you were hiding in. The duffel bag with millions in it fell onto the ground next to you.
Nami quickly turns around defensively after hearing something behind her.
“Huh? Who the heck are you!?” She asked as she quickly pulled out her Clima-Tact, ready to fight a potential threat.
“W…wait I’m not a threat!” You tell her as your hold your hands up in surrender.
“Oh yeah? Who are you and what are you doing in this random island in the middle of nowhere?”
*Gulp* Your face goes a bit red as you contemplate whether or not to tell her the embarrassing reason you are actually here.
“W….well uhm the truth is…”
“Go on….?” She asks looking skeptical.
You clench the bag of money to your chest as you think about how to proceed. You could just hand her to hard earned money without asking for anything in return. Or you could beg her to make you her slave in exchange for the millions you are holding.
Another alternative would be to offer her amounts of money in exchange of satisfying your submissive and masochistic desires, for example spitting on your face, kicking you, letting you lick her feet, fart in your face, etc.
You proceed to explain yourself to her.
“I….I am your biggest fan Nami-San! I…I’ve spent the last years of my life earning Berries for you and I currently have 300 million berry in this bag right here….”
Nami’s eyes lit up at the sound of money. “3….hundred million? I like the sound of that hehe. So what, you’re just here to hand all that berry over me then, no catch or anything?”
You want to please Nami more than anything but is that enough for you? For her to just accept all that hard earned money and then leave you here without as much as a glance back at you? There was a part of your submissive nature that like the sound of giving everything to her without even a thank you, but would that really be wise?
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