Not a chance.

Forcing one last smile, Nami gave her reply.

"I'm much too expensive for the likes of you."

Demalo couldn't take anymore. "You... YOU WENCH!"

He slapped her hard across the face once more, and before she could recover, he ripped both her jeans and underwear from her body. His dirty hands wrapped around her waist, lifting her lower half into the air.

"Too expensive for me? YOU'RE JUST A CHEAP WHORE."

With one hand he unfastened his belt, lowering his belt. His penis pushed out, its length pulsing as he lined it up with the girl's exposed pussy.

"H... Hey!" Nami sputtered, still reeling from that blow to her head. "D... don't... Please don't!"

That was all he needed.

"No... Please... DoooeeeyyaAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!"

With one decisive thrust, he shoved through her barrier. Nami shrieked, her voice a pitch of pain as she experienced a pain like she never had before. She had trained and developed her body all these years, but not for something like this. Not for someone like him.

But here she was, violated by fakes that dared to take the name of her friends.

"Uuugh... aahh!!" The rocking sensation of her hips and the intruder inside her brought her mind back to the horror at hand. She made to push the man away, but her hands remained crucified to the bar, only providing further leverage for each hammering motion by the large man holding her up.

"Gyahahaha," Demalo laughed, taking absolute joy from his victory. "What's with you girl? By the way you act, it's like you've never had a man inside you before!"

He put his weight into his next thrust, making her gasp.

"Come on, come on, come on!"

The crowd behind him cheered as he continued to rock her, her breasts heaving up and down with every harsh thrust. His hand grabbed her orange hair by the bangs, forcing their eyes to meet.

"Remember my face," he sneered. "Remember the face of the man who you dared defy."

Nami glared at him, panting as moans of lust betrayed her voice.

"You're enjoying this aren't you? Being **** in front of everyone like the bitch you are?"

She spat in his face. "Who would feel anything from that shrimp penis of yours?"

Anger once again contorted the fat pirate's face. His hands moved to the girls breasts, his fat fingers clamping tightly over both her nipples. "How dare.... HOW DARE YOU MOCK ME STILL?"

He pulled, stretching and twisting her tits towards him as he was rewarded with another scream.

"AAAAAIEEEEEE!"

Her voice continued to ring out, even as he climaxed and coated her insides with his cum. Finally he let her breasts go, watching in satisfaction as they snapped back in place, red and sore from their ****.

All Nami could do was sob in defeat as foreign liquid continued to flow inside her. The man now finished with his prize then ran his hands over the woman's thighs, before then withdrawing, letting the excess slowly dribble back out.

He wiped the spit from his face, adding his own saliva to his hand as he ran it over the exhausted girl's cheek. He turned to the watching bar. "Listen you lot! This wench here is now property of Straw Hat Luffy! Seeing as I'm a generous man, however, I offer her to you to enjoy as you see fit!"

The patrons of the bar roared in cheer. Belts unbuckles and pants dropped as suddenly every man then descended down onto the still recovering Nami. She could do nothing but scream as a cock quickly found its way into her abused hole. A man too impatient to wait clambered onto the bar table, forcing her head to the side as his own member was rammed past her lips.

Soon she was unchained, her hands **** to service the others waiting in line. Another found his way into her ass, causing her to squeal between choked grunts as further semen was shot down her throat. As quickly as the men came, they were just as promptly replaced, always keeping her holes and hands busy as they continued to **** their schlongs against her.

Hours later late into the night, the sound of meat slapping against wet flesh could still be heard within the bar. Nami continued to ride two men, barely conscious with a glazed look over her eyes. They fired into her, letting her drop to the floor as cum oozed out of her holes, joining the mess on the floor.

Demalo laughed, having watched the whole show from his table. He walked up to the girl, his pants already lowered once more as he picked her up by the waist and **** himself inside her once more. She didn't resist; too tired to protest or even process that she was being violated yet again. Instead she just moaned, panting as she rode the fat man's cock in a drunk stupor. He groped her breasts, caressing her cum covered skin before then shoving his dirty fingers into her mouth to lick clean.

"You belong to me, understand?" he whispered into her ear. "From now on you'll serve everyday on our crew, as the Straw Hat Pirate's official whore."

Nami's head lolled to the side, her mind not in any state to reply. In time she would eventually recover enough to attempt an escape, but for now she could only accept her fate...