A/N: I don't own One Piece, but I do own Yaigoh.
The window shone a dim, lone ray of light onto Tashigi's dishevelled face as she sniffled slightly. Her hands were shackled above her head, and her feet shackled to the floor.
She was being held prisoner by the most notorious sadist on the Grand Line, a man known only as Yaigoh. He had seen her sexy librarian-ish looks and captured her, now regarding her as his 'pet'. But she had still not given in.
The iron door of her cell opened and Yaigoh walked in, accompanied by two of his servants. Yaigoh himself was tall, handsome, and he wore a black cloak, black trousers and black boots, and he had a scar across his face, grey, emotionless eyes and blood-red hair.
He signalled for his servants to leave them and they did so as Yaigoh walked in circles around his new prey.
"Well?" he began in that cold, heartless voice. "Are you ready to give in today? Shall you submit to my will?"
"Never!" spat Tashigi, not at him of course, because he was behind her.
"Oh, my. So feisty." whispered the master of torture in her ear. He slid his right hand up under her shirt and ran a long index finger down her spine, causing her to shudder and groan in pleasure.
This was his devil fruit power, the Body Body fruit. He could manipulate the human body on a molecular level and cause pain or pleasure, shock or calm, and generally control the senses.
"You know, I often wonder why you worked for that has-been Smoker. Your potential could be put to much better use…like working for me."
"I'd never work for you." choked Tashigi.
"Oh?" replied Yaigoh, running a hand down her inner thigh, sending stabbing pains through her body.
"It's a pity you won't give in. But no matter. I can do this all day." Yaigoh poked her back, sending another shot of pain shooting through her body. He then touched the area just below her left breast, causing her to feel as though she had been burned there. Tashigi screamed in pain, and just as suddenly the pain vanished. Her head dropped forward and she whimpered slightly.
Yaigoh then began experimenting. Who knew, he might even break her this way.
He touched her forehead, causing her to feel as though she had a thumping headache, then closed her airways. Just as she was about to suffocate, he opened them again, allowing her to take great lungfuls of air, before closing her airways again. He did this for twenty minutes. He then put his hands on her hips and allowed waves of pleasure to fow into her, causing her to scream again, this time out of ecstasy. Yaigoh finished up with the most searing agony Tashigi had felt all over her body. She burst into tears, and Yaigoh leaned into her ear.
"Feel like giving up now?"
"Yes, oh gods, yes…" whimpered Tashigi. There was no hope for her, no-one was coming to save her…
"Excellent." replied Yaigoh.
All was lost for Smoker's protégé, and she could do nothing about it, only immerse herself further in the darkness.
Or could she?
A/N: That was pretty good, in my opinion. I want to use Yaigoh again, and Tashigi as well obviously (as his bitch.) I got the idea for this from my '30 Ways to Annoy or Break Tashigi' fic.