The waves break

Nami awoke to the sensation of cold water splashing her face. She spluttered as she came to her senses, taking in her surroundings. Her back was pressed against the bar's counter, both of her hands spread and bound to its surface.

"Hey..." she muttered, waking up. "Hey! What's going on?!"

Demalo the fake Luffy smiled, admiring his trophy in front of him. "Well, we had a deal, didn't we? What was it now, if I won..." He leaned down, lifting up the girl's chin so that their eyes met. "I could do whatever I wanted, right?"

His hand went to her breast, giving it a rough squeeze.

She spat in his face.

"Scum."

Demalo roared, both of his large hands wrapping around Nami's throat. She kicked and sputtered. Her head felt like it would explode from the lack of air. The sight of the girl suffering at his hands brought a smile of satisfaction to his face. But as her eyes rolled into the back of her head, the fat pirate then realized he had gone too far, and his grip around her throat released.

Nami cough and wheezed, gratefully inhaling what air she could.

"What's wrong?" she smirked in defiance. "Can't handle a little girl?"

Demalo scowled. "It's not punishment if you're not conscious to feel it."

His hands went back to her breasts, this time ripping her bra from her body, letting them bounce free for everyone to see. Next he moved to the hem of her jeans, but before he could go any further, her legs lashed out, managing to land a mark on his face.

"Don't get ahead of yourself," Nami spat.

The fire in her eyes quickly dimmed however, as a fat fist found its way into her gut.

"Gah!" she gasped. "HyAh!" she was then slapped across the face, and without a break in pace the larger pirate then stomped his foot into the centre of her crotch. "Aaaah!!!"

Her screams of pain ushered a cheer from the crowd.

"Listen, bitch," Demalo yanked the girl up by the front of her hair. "You belong to us now. But, seeing as I, the great Monkey D. Luffy ain't a complete monster, I'll give you one more chance at salvation."

With one hand still holding her hair, the other went back down to fondle her breast. While he roughly groped her, all Nami could do was stare at his ugly smug face as he made his proposition.

"Become my woman, and we'll pretend this whole thing never happened."