One Piece Oneshots

Vinsmoke Yonji x [F] Reader 💚🍋 'Stress Relief'

I walk around my room, with metal clinking behind me. I pull a chain around attached to my ankle. I'm known as the 'stress relief' in this palace. I relieve the Princes of their pent up 'stress'. It's not an easy job, at the same time, it's easier than the others... I let them do as they want, and I live. It's not exactly living, but I'm not dead.

I rest against the chaise seat. "I wonder if any of them will come today?"

All the Princes are dominant, as I expected. They have to be in charge and their needs come first. Not mine ever came to mind...
Ichji likes to leave his mark, leaving small explosive marks on my arms. And they always have to be on show for him to see.
Niji leaves lightning strikes down my legs. He has a thing about legs. I have to keep my legs shaved at all times.
Yonji... He doesn't necessarily leave his mark. He does break or fracture a bone or two. I don't think he does it internally. If he is, he makes it look like he doesn't.

Reiju normally comes in, fixes me back up. She said once she feels sorry for me, that I have to indue pain and torment. Then asks why I don't try to escape, or wish for death. I replied I know I can't escape, the punishment would be much worse than sex. Death? I'm not ready for death yet.

I'm disturbed from my thoughts, from the door slamming open and shut again. It's Yonji, he doesn't look happy. "Young Master ~"

He glares at me, walks over and towers over me. "Lock. The. Door."

"Yes, Young Master ~" I quickly lock the door, wait for his next order. Instead, he sits on the chaise seat. Umm, okay... This isn't normal... What the fuck do I do?!

"Come. Here." I quickly walk over, stand in front of him. He looks me over, "you haven't had sex today?"

"No, Young Master ~"

"Good," he pulls me into his lap. And doesn't nothing.

I don't know what to do! He's never acted like this before. I guess I'll sit and wait till he says something...

"Take your clothes off..."

I get off, go take my clothes off, he puts his hand up. "Yes, Young Master ~"

"Slowly," he smirks at me. "Go."

I slowly pull my dress up, let go, it falls to the floor. I do the same with my bra. As I go to unclip my underwear, he puts his hand up.

"Stop," he looks me over head to toe. "Look at you, you're covered in scars." He smiles at me, fully aware that his brothers are the cause of most of them.

"Yes, Young Master I am."

"At least you won't have to worry about finding a husband. Once your usefulness is done, you'll be gone."

"I know." He death glares, shit! I didn't call him Young Master! I bow, "I'm sorry Young Master! I know my usefulness will come to an end. So will my life, I hope in the meantime I can be useful! Young Master ~"

He leans forward grabs my arm. "Remember who your Master is whore." He stands up, throws me into the armchair. On the way down, I hit my head.

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"Ow, my head..." I open my eyes and the room dark. I hold my head and sit up. "What happens?"

"You're stupid, you hit your head."

"Young Master!" I didn't know he was here!

Out of the shadows, Yonji steps out. The moonlight comes through the window. He looks down smirks, "now that you're awake."

"Yes, Young Master ~"

He starts taking his clothes off. Goes to my draw, takes a small packet out. He throws it at it me, "put it on."