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Makino was no stranger to pirates, bandits, and other such ruffians at her bar. While her primary customers were her fellow townsfolk, it wasn't uncommon for all sorts of folks to stop at Foosha, in attempts to avoid whatever mess was going on past the mountains.
So when the “Miss Love Duck” pulled into their waters for the first time and her crew came spilling out onto shore from little row boats, the only thing Makino did that was out of her daily routine was triple checking that her gun was nearby and loaded. Pirates did tend to be a bit more rowdy, and having something deadly on hand was comforting. Makino kept her face calm, her smile gentle, demeanor pleasant. No matter who she was serving it wasn't good business to make much of a fuss, especially when she primarily serves alcohol.
But she was still human, and when the door slammed open, she flinched ever so slightly before greeting the women who opened her door.
“Welcome in what can i-”
“A bottle of whatever's most expensive for me, and a barrel of whatever's cheapest for them” Makino's default greeting was interrupted by the large women.
A light blush briefly painted Makino's cheeks as she took in the appearance of her newest patron. She was of a much heavier build than Makino, skin tan and hair thick and curly. The maroon fabric and black leather complimented her well.
She took a seat at the bar counter, members of her crew flooding in behind her, though none joined their captain, each sitting at one of the tables scattered about.
Choosing to focus on the women first, Makino retrieved a bottle of wine imported from the north that had been gifted to her by Garp. She moved to pop the cork and pour but the bottle was stolen from her grasp, the woman drinking straight from the tip.
She could feel the younger women's eyes follow her as she filled mugs with rum, each one quickly grabbed by one of the pirates milling about her bar. One man smiled down at Makino sleevely, sending an uncomfortable shiver down her back. His mouth opened, but before a single sound could escape, the woman slammed her half empty bottle on the counter, sending the man scurrying back to his table. She sent a grateful look towards the women, but she had gone back to drinking and was seemingly ignoring her. But Makino could feel her eyes every time she looked away.
Makino was no stranger to pirates, but what was uncommon was repeat customers.
Outside of her fellow villagers, only Shanks and his crew had been anywhere close to such a thing, and those days were nearly a decade gone by.
Makino wasn't used to the idea of regulars when this crew pulled up and into her bar for the second time, she still wasn't used to the idea of regulars the third time either.
But time and time again, they visited. It had set her on edge for a long time, the way the captain was always the last to leave the bar. The way Alvida's eyes tracked her as she cleaned up the messes the younger women's crew had made in her bar. She noticed that the man who'd bothered her that first night never showed up again, and she tried not to think about what that could mean.
What she didn't notice, was when the ship stopped leaving as soon as the drink stopped flowing. She didn't notice as the visits drew on longer and her neighbors' anxieties rose. She didn't notice the way the women's hands lingered on hers when grabbing her drink. She didn't notice when some garments she had set out to dry disappeared, assuming that the wind or wildlife had snatched them.
There was a lot that Makino hadn't noticed.
After a year of semi-frequent visits, the idea of regulars was becoming more familiar to the barmaid, and she found herself involuntarily relaxing when Alvida came to dock.
She could handle herself,she knew how to use a gun, and she knew when to stand her ground and when to fold. But there was an undeniable comfort, knowing that she wouldn't have to, when Alvida was around.
“What will you be having tonight captain Alvida?” She greeted cheerily, already moving to pull out a cheap barrel for everyone else, having grown used to the crew's presence enough to have gained a routine. It wasn't as comfortable or friendly as the routine she had had with the Red-hairs, she had known the name of every person on that vessel and of this crew she only knew the Captains, it was routine and in itself was a bit of a reprieve mentally.
“Whatevers Strongest strongest,” she said with a bit of a growl in her voice. It made Makino pause, if only for a moment, having expected the familiar request of whatever was most expensive.
The night wore on like that with the crew drinking through barrels of booze, while Alvida tore through bottles at a somewhat alarming rate. Well, the crew minus a younger pink haired boy in the corner who seemed to be barely sipping on the mug she had placed in front of him.
The hours drove on, normally only Alvida would be here at this time of night, and even then this was usually the point at which she'd start heading back to her shop.
Something was different tonight.
Alvida's eyes were unfocused, her face red and flushed, as she pushed another wad of berries Makino's way.
Makino pushed the wad back apologetically, flinching ever so slightly when the larger woman's fist came down on her bar, drawing the attention of every person in the room. All Alvida's men.
“I'm sorry captain Alvida, I really think that you should take a break. I have some water?” She tried suggesting but it seemed to just enrage the women more. The familiarity between the two women seemed to evaporate, and Makino felt fear creeping up her spine
The women's painted lips curled, teeth peeking out from beneath in a sneer.
“Trying to tell me what to do little missy?” Alvida stood up, looking down at her, eyes fixed on her own. Makino's heart beat quickened, eyes wide, as the situation rapidly escalated. Alvida began to reach for something under jacket, and in a panic. Makino reached for her gun. But Alvida was faster. By the time she processed what was happening she was already on the other side of the counter. Alvida had one hand wrapped around both of her dainty by comparison wrists while the other rapidly wrapped a length of rough rope around them. She tugged and yanked in fear, but the swiftly tied knots were unyielding.
Alvida spun around, grabbing her by the shoulders and forcing her to look at the rest of the bar, each seat filled with a member of this women's crew.
Instinctively she tried to step back, turn away, to hide, but Alvida's firm grip wouldn't allow her to avoid the lustful gazes. All the small step back had achieved, was pushing her back up against head against the women's chest.
The women cackled at the little squeak that escaped her lips when they collided, every laugh that escaped Alvida's mouth shaking her entire body. She shivered involuntarily as the hands on her shoulders slid off and began unbuttoning her blouse.
One by one, more and more skin was exposed, and her simple cream bra was revealed. When the last button was undone, Alvida pulled Makino's breast out of the cups not even bothering to fully undo and remove the garment.
Makinos breath quickened and shame fueled tears filled her eyes, her nipples pebbling against her will as Alvida harshly kneaded the soft flesh.
“You should get these pierced” the younger woman murdered in the Barmaid's ear, pinching her left nipple between her painted nails. Makino bit her lip trying not to cry out, but she was unable to prevent her body from flinching.
Each movement or sound she made sent a wave of noise through the bar. She could process any individual words but she knew the men were all watching, leading, and making comments about her body. All except one.
The pink haired boy had been hunched over his mug of ale and was the only one trying to desperately not look at Makino as his captain exposed her.
“Koby!” Alvida shouted, loud and harsh, making Makino flinch in pain again as her ears ring in response. The boy's back straightened, hand automatically flying to his forehead in a Shakey fearful salute.
“Y-yes ma'am?” He asked, voice quivering.
“You ever pleased a woman before?”
“N-no ma’am”
“Well it's your lucky day. Get over here, on your knees, quick!” The boy scrambled to obey, nearly knocking over his mug, he rushed over and fell to his knees with a painful thud.
Makino squirmed in renewed horror as it dawned on her what was about to happen. The boy couldn't have been older than Luffy, and her stomach turned, but Alvida's grip on her breasts was bruising my form.
“Shes to dressed for my liking, fix it.”
Tears began to fall down her face as her skirt was yanked down. His hands were Shakey and clammy as he lifted her legs to fully remove the skirt. He kept his gaze to the ground as much as possible, throwing the garment behind him where it was quickly caught by one of his crew mates.
“Don't be an idiot, take of her panties you fool!” The boy scrambled to obey, stuttering out apologies and ripping them off her as fast as possible.
Makino's vision was blurry and she couldn't stop shaking. Her tits were out, her cunt was exposed, and she couldn't escape.
Someone on the crew dragged a chair over, and Alvida sat with a thud, the old wood creaking under the combined weight of the two women. Alvida squeezing Makino's tits like stress balls the entire time. The tears start falling in earnest, flowing down her cheeks dripping off her chin and landing onto her chest.
Alvida says something, but she doesn't process it, the sound of her racing pulse ringing in her ears. Suddenly her legs are wrenches open, the boys big bottle lenses are off in the floor. She shakes her head and tries to close her legs but the boys grip is stronger then she thought it would be and dose not yield.
He says nothing to her but his eyes are apologetic when they meet for just a moment before his gaze returns to her exposed privates. Shame hears her cheeks as he leans close enough for his warm breath to hit her clit making her hips jerk involuntarily.
Alvida laughs and laughs like it's the funniest thing she's ever seen, her men joining in.
Hers tears turn into hiccuping sobs, unable to control the way her body reacts fills her with a dread unlike anything she's experienced. Irrationally she curses the red head pirates in her head for raising her standards to high and blames them for being the reason she hasn't gotten laid in nearly a decade.
It's been so long and she's so sensitive, that little warm breath caressing her is enough to send a rush of slick to meet the boys naive tongue. The laps are in ordinates and clumsy and he licks everywhere. Her other lips, clit, inner, even her pubic mound gets some attention. It's bizarre and strange, and she hates it but her body doesn't care and the arousal builds without her consent.
The attention makes her heart yearns for Shanks and the way he talked to her, the way Beckman had held her, the way Lucky had fingered her, the way Yassop ate her out, the way the entire crew shared her but had managed to not make her feel an ounce of fear or shame. The situation made her wish that they had just taken her and Luffy with them, consequences be damned.
It goes on and on, Alvida snickering, Makino crying, and Koby licking. So softly and cautiously he put his lips around her clit and sucked. Her legs slam shut around his head as her hips buck and her head slams into Alvida's shoulder. She wails and thrashes as an orgasm hits her, the feelings of pleasure and fear mixing to make her feel sick to her stomach. It felt like someone else was controlling her body, she wasn't enjoying this but it was still reacting like she was.
Alvida's hands leave her breasts finally but then they wrench her legs open. Koby scrambles away gasping for breath, face bright red with both embarrassment and arousal but also from nearly being suffocated in pussy.
Her world tilts and suddenly she's on the floor, still shaking and trembling from after shocks, Alvida's hand is wrapped around her hair painfully tight immobilizing her head.
“You almost killed the brat, you should apologize” She barely has time to process before Alvida is yelling at the boy to stand up and take his cock out. He obeys after grabbing his glasses, the lenses make him look even younger as he stares down at her cheeks cherry pink. . He pulls his cock out, bigger than expected but still small. His legs are shaking and Alvida uses her grip on Makino's head to push her towards his crotch, stopping with just a few centimeters between her lips and the head of his uncircumcised penis.
The grip on her hair tightens, and she opens her mouth feeling defeated. Slowly, her her head is moved forward again, and the head of his cock slider into her mouth. She flicks her tongue at the little slit almost reflexively exploring when suddenly she's choking and gagging. She tried to throw her head back but Alvida's grip keeps her trapped. Just that little bit of attention was enough to send the young pirate into climax. Koby’s hands grabbed her head as well, thrusting into her mouth with a jerky motion, practically putting his entire body weight on her as he leaned onto her.
After a few moments of being unable to breath, he stumbles back and lands on his ass, cock flacid and dripping. Alvida let's go and Makino bends over coughing and hacking from cum and mucus built up from crying at the same time. It's not cute or attractive it's just gross and shameful, and Alvida seems to agree. She stands looking down at the two of them with a sneer. She tossed Koby a dagger.
“Free her before you leave, be back on board before sunrise” and just like that she's gone, crew following. A few stop to pat Koby on the back with approving thuds, a few more toss berries at her like she's a cheap stripper, laughing when they land in spit cum mixture she had been hacking on.
Alone with the young boy, they sit in shocked silence. Eventually he tucks himself away, slicing her bindings with the dagger. Her skirt and panties are long gone, but she quickly fixes her bra and shirt to attempt to regain some illusion of modesty.
With shaky legs she rises and stumbles to the bar, grabbing the water she has tried to offer Alvida and sipping two cleaning rags into it, tossing one at the boy. In shared silence the clean up, eyes not meeting even once.
For a moment the boys tried to speak, but the sound cut off with a choke. He hands her the dagger and stumbles out of the bar leaving her alone.
The next time a pirate crew stops at her bar, Makino has a (garp gifted) marine issued pistol on her hip, a dagger in a holster on her thigh, and a tainted supply of liquor. She will not be having anymore new regulars.