Nami's writing session

The pen in Nami's hand shook wildly as tears fell down her face onto the piece of paper she was writing on. She was crying her eyes out, naked and cold, while sitting in Mason's office in his manor with the man himself just a few feet away, looking both amused and slightly annoyed at Nami's mental breakdown.

She had gotten one word onto the paper in the last half hour, with the rest of the time her trying to mentally compose herself while Mason's eyes stared into the side of her head, waiting for her to finish the tear-stained letter.

Nojiko,

That was all she could muster up in terms of writing, her sniffles and blubbering taking up time that Mason could be using to torment another girl. The drops continued to fall from her eyes as she looked over to Mason, still bawling even as the man looked at her with irritation on his face.

"I… I… I.. c-c-can't…."

Mason removed his disgruntled look and just smiled innocently at Nami again. "That's alright."

She wiped some tears from her hands, looking at the cult leader in confusion. "It… it is?"

"Of course!" he exclaimed loudly. "Though, in the event you couldn't do this, Ms. Robin supplied me with an… alternative punishment."

Nami raised her eyebrow, wondering what he meant.

"GYYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Nami had never screamed so loud in her entire life, her entire body felt like it was being lit on fire while the metal vibrations of the lightning rod stuck up her cunt electrocuted her to her core, making her body shake and jitter around in pain as her screams were so loud you could hear it from Paradise.

Her nipples had been pierced and were hooked up to the vertical shaft of the iron rod, while her cunt was stabbed by the horizontal end, making her do a sort of sit-up like motion in the air, with her only support being the magnets her large breasts were connected to, her arms and legs tied around the pole, and the metal end stuffing her snatch.

Her body was almost charred, her creamy-white skin turning slightly darker from the sheer power of the lightning bolt that had struck the device she was attached to.

Mason was watching from the dock overlooking the lightning rod, him and his followers all wearing protective cloaks that shielded them from the elements. Nami, however, was completely naked, her only protection coming from her mind.

As she sputtered and gasped for life, Mason walked up to her through the heavy rainfall to mock her.

"Wanna hear something interesting about our little island here?" he said coyly, not really caring how she responded. She could only groan in agony as he took that as a sign that she was interested.

"We keep all of the women here locked underground for a reason; the presence of you worms effects the weather and vegetation, causing draughts, famines, floods, and storms, just like this one!"

Nami didn't respond, the pain of the lightning coursing through her whole body being too great for her to tolerate. She could feel herself slipping away as Mason quickly slapped her across her face, waking her back up.

"That's why we don't allow you whores on the surface", he said while gripping her hair, "because just your mere existence displeases the island, and I can't really blame it. That's why it's attacking you now."

He was referring to the island like it was a living creature, a notion that Nami couldn't even process as she still felt some bolts of electricty course through her veins. Mason let go of her head, making it slump back to where it was before.

"Here's the deal, Nami; you either go back inside and write that letter to your dumb cunt of a sister, or you stay out here and get struck by lightning, over, and over, and over, until we all get bored. So what's it gonna be?"

Nami stared at the sky with increasingly lifeless eyes, her brain attempting to comprehend his offer through the pain.

"…Okay…"

Mason got closer to the girl while the rain drenched her body, coating it in water and making it shine. "What was that?"

"I SAID OKAY! I'LL WRITE THE LETTER!" Nami screamed while starting to cry again, her tears mixing with the rain dripping down her face. Mason smiled, and walked away from Nami, the girl frantically shaking her head around to see where he was going.

"What… what are you doing? L-let me go! I agreed to write the letter!"

Mason looked back and smiled at her. "I know. But for being a woman? You deserve this."

Another lightning strike hit the pole as Nami screamed at the top of her lungs again, with the other members of the Pillars of Truth walking away from the dock, leaving Mason to watch as the woman was to be shocked for God knows how long.

He always enjoyed this. Watching females suffer was always a top hobby of his. It's unfortunate the Marines wouldn't let him continue on with work, the former captain being dishonorably discharged for rapes and "general brutal treatment of female citizens and pirates alike", but he didn't mind as much anymore. He couldn't wait to see billions of women around the world subjected to this.