Ch 65 - Uta and Ann's Playful Rivalry
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"Two!" Ann's tone deepened, her determination giving way to something more primal, and raw. Her voice carried a husky undertone as her body tensed, then relaxed, a low moan escaping her lips despite herself.
"Two~!" Uta chimed in, her voice carrying an almost mischievous lilt. She gasped lightly at the impact, the sound turning into a melodic whimper that danced on the edge of pleasure and playfulness.
The strikes continued, building in intensity. Each one drew a sharp gasp from Ann, her moans now fully unrestrained, growing louder with each number. By "Three!", her tone was thick with primal release, a mix of pain and satisfaction that she no longer bothered to conceal.
Uta matched the count with her own unique flair, her moans unapologetically sultry.
"Threeee~!" She purred, her voice laced with teasing delight. She arched her back slightly, her body language inviting the attention, every sound she made practically dripping with playful submission.
The forest was filled with the intoxicating symphony of firm, deliberate smacks, their counted responses, and the mingling of shameless moans that followed. Each strike seemed to strip away another layer of reserve, leaving both Ann and Uta wholly immersed in the moment.
One by one, the strikes continued, firm and deliberate, filling the forest with the sharp crack of palm meeting skin. Each spank seemed to carry a weight of its own, evoking a chorus of sounds from the two women that blended into an intoxicating melody of submission and pleasure.
"Four!"
Ann's voice now carried an unmistakable edge, her primal instincts taking over. A guttural groan escaped her lips as her body shivered slightly. She arched her back ever so subtly, as though leaning into the sensation rather than away from it.
Uta's response was playful and airy, a soft giggle bubbling up before she moaned.
"Fouuur~!" She purred, the sound turning into a light squeak as the spank landed. She tilted her head to the side, glancing over her shoulder with a smirk, her tone daring him to continue.
"Five!"
The strikes were gaining intensity, and Ann let out a sharp gasp before her moan deepened into a feral growl.
"Five!" She repeated, her voice a guttural roar that reverberated through the forest. Her nails dug into the surface in front of her, knuckles turning pale as she clenched harder.
Uta swayed slightly, her hips shifting with the rhythm.
"Fiiiive~!" She teased, her voice breaking into a melodic moan. She let out a giggle, letting her body respond to the building heat, her moan lingering as if savoring the sensation.
"Six!"
Ann's moan was raw and uncontrolled, her voice almost trembling as it tore from her throat. Each smack seemed to strip away her restraint, her primal side fully emerging as she panted heavily between numbers.
Uta, on the other hand, was leaning entirely into the teasing game.
"Sixxx~!" She trilled, her moan trailing off like a song. She wiggled her hips deliberately, punctuating the sound with a breathy laugh that dared him to go harder.
"Seven!"
Ann's voice had become a growl, her moans heavy and guttural. She no longer tried to suppress the fire building within her, her primal cries echoing after each smack. She let out a deep, satisfied groan.
Uta, as if to contrast, gasped theatrically, her tone dripping with playful exaggeration.
"Sevennn~!" She cooed, a shiver running visibly through her body as her teasing moan turned into an unapologetic whimper.
"Eight!"
By now, Ann's body trembled with each strike, her voice thick and hoarse as she practically shouted, "Eight!"
Her moans were deep and unrestrained, mingling with the crack of each spank, her primal energy filling the forest.
Uta's tone softened slightly, though her playfulness remained.
"Eighht~!" She sang, the word dissolving into a moan so sweet and sultry it seemed to hang in the air. Her body shifted again, inviting more with a shameless wiggle.
"Nine!"
The swats were unrelenting, and Ann's response was now entirely instinctual.
"Nine!" She cried out, her voice a fierce blend of moan and growl. Her breaths came heavy, and her body quivered as she braced for the next strike, fully immersed in the overwhelming sensations.
"Nineee~!" Uta's voice vibrated with pleasure. She laughed lightly between breaths, her tone teasing yet undeniably genuine as she let out another musical moan.
"Ten!"
Ann practically roared the number, her voice filled with raw, primal satisfaction. The sound of her moan filled the forest, unbridled and powerful, echoing the intensity of the final smack. She slumped slightly forward, panting heavily, her body spent but tingling with satisfaction.
"Tennn~!" Uta's tone was soft yet sultry, her moan tapering into a breathy laugh. She turned her head slightly, her playful smile accompanied by a look of pure contentment. Her teasing tone had melted into something more genuine, her body still tingling with the lingering heat of the moment.
The forest fell into a brief silence, save for the sound of their heavy breathing and the faint echo of the strikes still hanging in the air. Both women basked in the warmth that enveloped them, each finding fulfillment in their own unique way.
Luffy maintained his composure, but he couldn't ignore the spark of warmth growing in his chest. The girls weren't just his crew—they were becoming something more, something deeper. Their trust, their playful devotion, and even their willingness to share in this unique bond showed him just how much they cherished him.
When the session ended, both Ann and Uta turned to him with flushed cheeks and bright smiles, their earlier rivalry replaced by a newfound sense of camaraderie.
"Thanks, Captain," Uta said, her voice softer now.
"Yeah," Ann added, her eyes meeting his. "We'll do better. Promise."
Luffy ruffled their hair, his grin full of affection. "Good. Now let's get back to work."
But deep down, all three of them knew things had changed. For Ann and Uta, the moments of discipline and connection had kindled feelings they could no longer deny. They admired Luffy not just as their captain but as someone they cared for deeply.
In their hearts, they silently vowed to stand by him, to serve him, and to cherish the bond they shared—even if it meant vying for his attention every now and then.
And for Luffy, their unwavering loyalty and affection filled him with a sense of pride and responsibility. He might not have fully grasped the depths of their feelings yet, but he knew one thing for sure: his crew was more than just his friends—they were his family, his strength, and now, something much more.
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