To the surface

Air.

She needed air.

Even if it was for just a moment, Nami could feel her lungs burning for relief. The mouthful of water she had just taken didn't help either. She kicked her numb leg downwards, shaking the Nibbler still pinching at her heel. It was painful to move, but still she desperately swam for the surface.

Thankfully the distance to cover was short, and the next moment she was once again gasping for air as her head broke above the water's cover. Yet despite the relief of fresh air, she could still feel her heart pounding violently in her chest. She could hear it drumming loudly... Too loud in fact. Rather, everything else had suddenly silenced. The water that had been frothing with energy only seconds ago had become eerily still.

A quick glance under saw that the Nibblers had indeed settled, each fish calmly positioned in an apparently strategic circle around the treading legs of their prey.

"The children know their place," answered a voice from above.

Standing on an overlooking platform was a crimson-skinned fishman, his body large and his limbs long. From his muscled chest extended a snake-like neck, his hook-shaped head similar to the faces of the swarming Nibblers below.

SPLASH!

The surface of the tank exploded as the fishman dove into the fray. Resurfacing he trod water only a couple feet away from the human pirate. "You can call me Sakon. I'll be leading this show."

In water it was clear that fishmen had the advantage in speed, and before Nami could blink Sakon had already circled behind her. One of his long arms wrapped around her neck while another looped under her arm in an impromptu shoulder lock.

"What... are you doing?" Nami winced. Her slim fingers clawed at the muscled limbs holding her, all to no avail.

"Didn't you hear? This is a show for the fine people watching...

"Let's begin."

His hand closest to the woman's chest reached towards the striped-green fabric of her bra, and with a swift tug ripped them from her body. Her large breasts splashed free as their thin guard was quickly tossed aside.

"No!" she screamed, thrashing and kicking to break free. Below the growing crowd began to whisper, commenting as the spectacle unfolded in the middle of the town square.

"What's going on this time?"

"The Fishman Pirates caught another human girl."

"Poor thing. What happened to the one the other day?"

"Heard they sold her off after she couldn't stand on her own."

"Human scum."

"It's what they deserve."

As if responding to the anger of the crowd, two Nibblers then jumped above water. With precise coordination they clamped their sharp teeth down onto the woman's thrashing tits, and with a firm grip pulled backwards with all their might.

"Aaaah!!!" Nami cried out, throwing her head back in pain. "Stop! Make them stop— AAAAAAH!!" Her voice shrilled as electricity then tore through the soft of her skin. Her breaths came out in hot ragged huffs, her chest rising and falling rapidly as her lungs fought to keep up with her racing heart. The Nibblers on her nipples bit down harder, sending out another wave of shocking needles.

"AH—?!"

Her voice was suddenly gurgled as she was pulled under once more. Despite the pain coursing through her she quickly closed her mouth, preserving what little oxygen she could as she sunk into the center of the tank. "Mpppffffgh!!!" The Nibblers pulling at her nipples however didn't stop with their attack. Still biting hard onto the pink of her skin, it was as if they were trying to rip the large globes from her chest as they thrashed and pulled. All the while electricity continued to course through their pin-like teeth, further intensifying the stimulus assaulting her senses.

Streams of bubbles escaped from the seams of the pirate's squealing mouth. Her whole body writhed and twisted as she fought to get away. Then three more Nibblers, unwilling to wait any longer charged upward. "MMMNGGH?!" Their fangs bit deep into the sensitive flesh of her feet, and right away their poisonous shock rocked through her entire being. Unable to bear the **** from so many angles all at once, her mouth involuntarily opened in a silent scream. With eyes wide she watched as her last bit of air escaped in a pitiful plume. Under the overwhelming stimulus her body convulsed and spasmed, caught in an agonizing seizure.

And then she went limp.

"Woah there..." The red fishman called his minions to let go, and promptly kicked himself along with his held captive back to the surface.

Above water again, Nami let out a half-conscious gurgle.

"Hey," Sakon jostled. "You alive, human?" When he got no response, with a disgruntled growl he repositoned his arms so that his hands were under the bottom of her diaphragm. Forming a fist with one hand, he then pressed firmly upwards. And again... and again, until finally she started coughing, violently throwing up the water that had settled in her lungs.

"Gah...ah...ugh...." Nami's head hurt with a burning haze. Aside from the throbbing pang in the center of her chest, everything else was strangely numb. Just barely, she could make out the words of the fishman still talking into her ear.

"Morning sunshine. Ready for round two?"