Kapitel 125: Part 3: Robin(One Piece)
Nico Robin was lying on the deck of the ship, huddled between the side of a beer barrel and the rising stern of the ship. It was the best she could do to ward against the salty breeze of the sea, which she especially felt on the ever exposed parts of her body. It had been 3 days since she was captured by the Blackbeard, 72 hours of being a toy to his crew to take and use as they please. The smell of sex had impregnated her clothes, her breasts and crotch sullied by the countless loads of the Blackbeard pirates. She felt like nothing, like a piece of trash. And yet she hadn't managed to fully convince the captain yet. If she didn't succeed soon, he would call the Strawhats and they would fall right into his trap, coming to rescue her.
She shivered at the thought.
If she didn't give it her best, all of her friends would die.
"Rise and shine little whore!" came a voice next to her and she was suddenly jerked to her feet. Her knees trembled to support her weight, her hips tired from the constant abuse. The face of the pirate was unfamiliar, but by now they were all the same to her.
"W-what can I do for you?" she stuttered.
"Get yourself washed, bitch. The captain will see you now."
She was thrust towards the center of the deck, where someone had left a bucket of water and a bar of soap. Fighting her embarrassment, she removed what little clothes she had and got to it, scrubbing as best she could the filth off her body. The pirates sniggered around her, shooting her dirty looks and dirtier promises for later.
When she was done she got dressed again, though her outfit offered little advantages over being naked. With her breasts hanging out and her crotch open, the pirates could see or do whatever they pleased anyways.
Done with her cleansing, she hesitantly approached Blackbeard's seat at the front of the ship. The captain was sipping on a jug of ale.
"Nico Robin. Got something to say to me, zehahahaha?"
She looked at the pirate's cruel face. If she failed he would kill her friends. But if she was successful, she would become his sex slave. Forever. Her body grew hotter, her nipples shamefully erect. She knew better than to try and hide it.
"Please, Blackbeard, accept me as your whore…." her voice faltered, but she stepped closer and forced herself to continue, "...spare my friends, don't tell them that I'm here…. and I will be yours, I will be your whore, all my holes are yours to take as you please…"
She was getting aroused just by saying it, her body growing hot despite the terrible situation she was in. Or was it because of it? She was very close to him now and the captain reached a hand between her legs, caressing the moisture of her slit.
"I see that you're excited by this. Good! You are learning your place, zehahahaha!"
She blushed and stood still, allowing him to probe deeper.
"And what will you do about this, then?" he asked, unzipping his pants and letting his enormous member dangle outside.
She knew the answer to that, getting down on her knees and taking it in her mouth. Everybody was watching and her body grew even hotter.
"I will serve you the best I can, I promise," she said in between long slurps.
"Ha! But what guarantee do I have that you won't try to run away, huh?"
"This collar keeps me powerless…" she trailed off, tugging at the seastone chain around her neck.
"But what if you get out of it? The first thing you'd do is leave."
"I'd never-"
"Lies!" he cried out, slapping her across the face. It burned and she flinched away, her cheek red from the impact. "You lie, little whore! I want true commitment! I'm doing you the biggest favor of your life by letting your friends live! No one would ever have such mercy, not a stupid filthy slut like you! Show me that you mean it!"
"I don't know how…"
"Think of something! Here and now, give me a guarantee that you're committed to being my whore forever, even if I take this collar off!"
The seconds ticked.
She was in panic. There had to be something… An idea came to her mind. It was terrible. It would trap her forever. But she had to do it. Her pussy twitched from the prospect.
"Mark me as your whore then!" she said, then grabbed her big round breasts with both hands, lifting them up towards him. "These shameful jugs… are entirely yours… please pierce them seastone… so that I may lose my powers forever."
"Zehahahahahaha!" Blackbeard seemed amused. "Well done! I knew you had it in you to be a whore! Great idea - let's do it!"
It took the Blackbeard crew only a few hours to forge the necessary components. With every passing minute Robin's heart beat faster, a hot frenzied sweat glistening over her skin. It was going happen. She both dreaded and anticipated the event, her eyes constantly darting to the crew working the anvil at a corner of the deck. She could constantly hear the clanging of iron, all the while she was obediently at Blackbeard's feet, sucking his dick.
Then the time finally came. The crew all stood in a circle around Blackbeard and her. A small wooden stool was placed on the floor in front, with two round indentations for her breasts. She would have to get down and place them there to be pierced.
"Stand up," said Blackbeard.
She stopped her sucking and stood up, turning towards the stool. A big bearded pirate was waiting on the other side, metal tools in hand. She recognised the long slim bars that would pierce her nipples, as well as the large round balls that would attach at the ends to keep them in place. No doubt they would weld them together to make the piercings impossible to remove, short of cutting off her entire breasts. And then she would be a sex toy for the rest of her life.
She swallowed hard and made a step.
"Wait," came Blackbeard's voice. There was a sadistic undertone to it.
She froze in place, not even daring to turn around towards him.
"I want you to understand that this is your ONLY chance. Do you want to be my whore? Prove it, bitch."
There was a movement behind her followed by a metal click and the collar around her neck snapped open, falling to the ground.
Her powers returned, surging through her body. She could fight all of them, user her Devil Fruit powers to grow hands and disarm them, snap their necks, bind their arms…
"I want you to really think about it, Nico Robin. You have the opportunity to be my personal whore, to be used every day in all of your holes and be treated like the low, filthy slut that you really are. Only that will save your friends."
Her body grew hot again. There was something delicious about the abuse, something dark and twisted that aroused her and made her head spin. She was doing this to save her friends, she reminded herself. That was the reason, the only reason…
"I'll breed you," he whispered, his breath on her cheek. "I'll use you and dominate you and fuck you in every which way."
A shiver ran through her body. She made a few steps and knelt down, placing her giant breasts on the designated places.
"Please bind me."
The pirate grabbed one of her melons with his crude hands and thrust the metal bar through the base of her nipple, piercing the flesh in an instant. There was a flash of pain that was followed by a wave of pleasure. In a few swift motions he attached the ends to the bar, two big seastone balls that hung on her nipple, weighing it down. She felt a part of her powers drain again, though it wasn't as complete as it had been with the collar. Not yet anyhow. The seastone wasn't abundant enough.
"What do you say, Nico Robin?' prompted Blackbeard.
"T-thank you," she mumbled. "Thank you for binding me like the whore I am… I don't want my powers… I don't deserve them…"
"Zehahahah! And what do you deserve?"
"To be dominated… please pierce my other nipple too!" she cried out.
Not waiting for a second longer, the pirate grabbed her second jugged and drew a seastone bar through it, weighing it down with another two seastone balls. She felt another portion of her powers leave, becoming weak again, almost as weak as she had been with the collar. She had had an opportunity to try to flee, but she didn't take it. It was her place. She deserved it.
"You're doing great, slut!" praised her Blackbeard. "But there's more. When you were first brought here, you begged my good friend Vasco Shot not to fuck you." The pig of a man nodded at that, giggling goofily. "And his feelings have been hurt," Blackbeard continued. "Look how sad he is now! You said some awful things to him. I think he deserves an excuse, and you better mean it, zehahaha!"
Robin turned towards the sleazy fat giant. He was as repulsive a man as she had ever seen, reeking of booze and sweat, his ugly fat face distorted in the grotesque expression of a fat pig. This is what awaited her from now on.
"I-I'm sorry Vasco!" she cried, falling at his feet. "You tried to show me my place, to make me better for your captain, but I was stupid and ungrateful… please accept my deepest and most sincere apologies… and do whatever you want to me!"
She turned her back to him and bent down, spreading her ass with her hands. Her pussy was twitching and ready for the humiliation to follow.
"Toputoputopu! Cwan I go awhead, captein?"
"Zehahaha! Help yourself, Vasco!"
The sweaty man bent forward and, instead of getting on top of her, picked her up towards his own body, hands under her thighs, such as her back was pressing against his fat belly and her legs were lifted high in the air, spreading in front of the whole crew. Her newly pierced breasts were dangling lewdly, her nipples hard and erect. The pirates cheered.
She felt him fumble with his belt and then his thick sausage pressed against her backside and he lowered her down, letting gravity do its work as he slid into her virgin asshole.
"Aaaah!" she moaned lewdly.
It was the most humiliating thing she could imagine, and yet for some reason she was turned on by it beyond words. Blackbeard was watching her with sadistic amusement and she knew what she had to do.
"Please take me!" she cried, spreading her pussy with both hands. "I am a whore… please fuck me in both holes so that I may learn my proper place…"
"Zehahaha! You are trash, Nico Robin! Hold like that so we can take a few photos! Bring me the Den Den Mushi!"
One of his crew members ran off and then quickly returned with one of the telepathic snails in his hands, a visual model with wide open eyes glaring at her. She knew it would be really bad to be seen like this, and yet there was no way to stop it. The only path forward was through Balckbeard's mercy, through her being exactly what he wanted her to be.
She smiled at the Den Den Mushi and rubbed her open pussy as Vasco Shot was ramming his disgusting yet surprisingly big cock in her tight asshole. The snail's eyes shined as it recorded the scene.
Then the first pirate approached, dropping his breeches and thrusting his cock into her welcoming hole. He pounded her pussy while the giant fat Vasco was still stretching her ass.
She knew it was truly over, that she had lost and there was no going back. A perverted part of her brain pushed her to go even further, to go all out and follow her darkest desires. As soon as the pirate emptied his load and stepped away, cried out to Blackbeard:
"Please, captain… I want… I want to completely lose my powers! I sense there are still some left and it's no good… I have to lose them too!"
"Oh? What an obedient whore you're becoming, Nico! And how do you propose to lose them?"
Her asshole clenched around Vasco's cock, her face blushing as she spoke:
"I need more seastone… over here…"
Her fingers spread the folds of her sex apart, exposing her engorged clit. It was big and hard and glistening from her juices.
"ZEHAHAHAHAHA" exploded Blackbeard in laughter. "So be it!! Get this trash of a whore pierced, men!"
The pirate that had pierced her nipples approached with another piece of seastone which he thrust through the base of her pleasure bud, before bending it with his tools into a ring, which he closed with another small pearl of seastone. Despite the initial pain, the decoration rubbed and quickly began to further arouse her, making the fire in her belly flare uncontrollably.
"Yes!!" she cried out "I can feel it, I can feel it!"
The powers of the seastone spread through the lower parts of her body and she felt the last bits of her powers suppressed, to a point where she could hardly feel them. The feeling of weakness was intoxicating and humiliating at the same time.
Blackbeard admired her with a new shine in his eyes, his tongue hungrily licking his lower lip. He was going to do something awful to her and she tingled with anticipation.
"Put her down, Vasco," he said in a low voice. The giant man complied, begrudgingly sliding his sausage out of her ass. Robin fell to the ground, but then scrambled to get back up again.
"Come here, whore."
He sat on his chair again, breeches down and member out. It was already hard as stone and with a tantalizing length and girth. Robin walked over and got on top of him, sliding her wet pussy over the captain's cock. He smiled and nodded, letting her know that she was on the right track. The former archaeologist began shaking her hips and moaning softly, every thrust bringing her closer and closer to an edge that had been building since she first arrived on board the ship.
"You keep going whore, while I tell you a little story," grinned Blackbeard, revealing his missing teeth. "As you know, I have the Yami Yami no Mi, the devil fruit of Darkness, whose powers allow me to cancel all of the other devil fruits and to even drain the strength from a person, zehahahaha!"
She continued to move, her body now almost on automatic. Her lewd moans escaped without any conscious control, her pussy juices overflowing on top of his shaft. It was true. While seastone merely suppressed powers, Blackbeard had the capacity to completely remove them, as long as he was in contact with the user. Right now, with him inside her, Robin felt as if she had never gained her powers in the first place. There wasn't even a shred of them left in her. In fact she felt even more defenceless, completely weak and open. He could do whatever he wanted to her. It drove her crazy.
"Now, my little whore, I want you to imagine" - he placed a hand on her lower tummy, right above her sex - "I want you to imagine what would happen if a part of me stayed inside you."
Her grinding accelerated, her moans getting louder. She knew the answer to that. As long as he was inside her, she would feel the weakest of all, worse than human, a simple fucktoy, a piece of trash to be used.
His hand pressed firmly on her lower abdomen.
"Now imagine this thing staying inside of you for a whole 9 months… I wonder what that would do to you?"
She felt her ovaries burn and ache. No one had ever spoken to her like that. And then…
"Go for it, whore!" he commanded.
She felt a shattering orgasm and a distinct feeling of one of her eggs releasing into her womb. Her pace accelerated like crazy, pushing up and down and shoving him as deep inside her as was physically possible. Within seconds she felt a warm load unleash, and a tingling sensation in her stomach. Robin collapsed forward on his chest, completely exhausted.
"You've done well, whore. I accept your service," praised her Blackbeard, little spurts of his seed continuing to shoot inside her. It was over.
Wöchentlicher Energiestatus
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