Nico Robin

You summon Nico Robin into your room, looking her up and down as she appears before you with a look of slight annoyance and defiance. Her tall, slender frame is stunning; her long black hair cascading over her shoulders and her smooth, tan skin almost glowing in the dimly lit room.

"What kind of sick game is this?" she questions, eyeing the surroundings and you with a piercing gaze. "Have you summoned me here simply to be your plaything?"

Despite her defiance and strong-willed nature, she knows that there is no escaping this situation once she's been summoned. You smirk at her, amused by her fiery personality.

"Robin, my dear, you're far too perceptive. But I should warn you, resistance is futile," you warn her. "I can summon whoever I want, whenever I need. Including your friends...have you ever thought about what could happen to them if you don't obey?"

Your words hit a nerve, as she grits her teeth and clenches her fists. She knows she can't risk the lives of her loved ones, but a part of you wonders if she might submit willingly nonetheless.

"Fine, what do you want from me?" she growls, her eyes narrowing as she glares at you. You could cut the tension in the room with a knife.

"I want you to use your powers for my pleasure, Robin. I'm prepared to do whatever it takes to make you submit," you reveal, a wicked grin spreading across your face. "However, part of the beauty lies in your willing participation. So, Robin, will you use your Hana Hana no Mi powers for me willingly?"

For a moment, she is silent, as her mind races with thoughts of her friends and their safety. Looking down and taking a deep breath, she closes her eyes, her expression showing both frustration and resignation.

"Alright, I'll do it," Robin finally speaks, her voice low but steady. "But you better keep your word and not hurt any of my friends."

With that said, Robin raises her hands, her fingers stretching outward. Multiple hands suddenly sprout from your body, running their soft, delicate fingertips across your skin. The sensation is overwhelming, as if you're being touched by dozens of limbs all at once, each one more enticing than the last.

"Fuck, Robin, that feels amazing. Keep going," you demand, shuddering under her touch. You can see her expression change when she begins to feel your pleasure – and your arousal – through her replicated fingers.

She hesitates for a moment, clearly conflicted. But as she looks at you, she seems to make a decision. Reluctantly, she allows the hands to travel further down your body, caressing every inch of your skin, eliciting moans of pleasure from you.

The hands converge, their fingers intertwining and grasping around your hardening arousal with escalating pressure. Robin's eyes lock with yours as she starts stroking you, her cheeks flushed and her eyes simmering with a mix of anger and embarrassment.

As your moans grow louder, she adds more hands to the mix, their fingers wrapping around your shaft and massaging your swollen balls. You can't help but cry out as they work in tandem, bringing you to the edge of an ecstasy you've never experienced before.

"God, yes, Robin! Don't stop!" you plead, feeling an explosive orgasm building up inside of you. You know she can feel it too, as she bites her lip and musters the strength to follow through on your requests.

In a sudden burst, your climax erupts, pouring out from your pulsating erection and into Robin's replicated hands, which she holds out as if they were arms offering a chalice for your release. When you finally catch your breath, you notice her staring intently at the multiple dripping hands, her eyebrows furrowed in disgust and discomfort.

Satisfied, you gesture for her to clean herself up - using her own hands, of course. "You did great, Robin. I'm looking forward to seeing what you'll do for me next."

Robin's cheeks burn with humiliation as you order her to clean herself up, her eyes narrowing with a mix of defiance and anger. Clenching her jaw, she reluctantly uses her replicated hands to wipe the sticky remnants of your release from her other replicated hands. The sticky sensation is invading her senses, making her face redder with each passing moment. Despite everything, Robin knows she must endure, keeping the safety of her friends in mind.

"You're a sick pervert," Robin hisses, tossing her hair back and glaring at you with her dark, intense eyes. "Don't think for one moment that I enjoyed any part of that."

You chuckle at her feisty response, fully aware of the boundaries you've crossed by forcing her into this submissive position, and yet you find her reaction entertaining.

"Oh, I never assumed you did," you reply, your eyes arrogantly trailing down to her impressive, J-cup breasts. "But the night is still young, my dear Robin… and something tells me that there's a whole lot more we can explore together."

A flicker of fear crosses her beautiful face, but she quickly hides it behind a mask of determined anger. Balling her hands into fists, she grits her teeth and demands, "What else do you have in mind for me, then?"

You grin wickedly, eyeing her magnificent assets hungrily. "Well, Robin, I can't help but be captivated by those luscious tits of yours. Let's see how creative you can get with that pretty chest."

Robin's eyes flash with resentment, but she knows she has **** but to comply. She clenches her jaw, fighting back the indignation boiling inside her. With another deep breath, she raises her hands, and with the help of her Devil Fruit powers, sprouts multiple, smaller versions of her breasts on her chest, each one bouncing slightly as they form.

"Now, Robin, make those lovely tits of yours do something truly sinful for my pleasure," you taunt, savoring every moment of her debasement.

With flushed cheeks and a look of absolute humiliation, Robin concentrates, causing each replica of her breasts to move sensually. They undulate like waves, rubbing against each other, and rubbing the erect nipples together in a seductively hypnotizing dance.

You can't help but be mesmerized by the sight. Your arousal surges once more, your erection throbbing as you watch the titillating display before you. "Come here, Robin," you command, gesturing her closer. "Let me feel them."

Trembling in submission, Robin steps closer to you, her face flush with shame. She lowers her chest to your level, shivering as your fingertips graze her replicated breasts, feeling their softness.

You groan as you play with her array of tits, squeezing them and pinching her nipples until they stiffen in response. The replicated breasts move as she manipulates them with her powers, enhancing the sensation for both of you.

"Robin, take my cock between those perfect tits," you demand, your voice heavy with lust.

With a look of utter defeat in her eyes, Robin obeys, lowers her expanded chest to your throbbing erection. She positions herself, pressing her replicated breasts around your swollen member, engulfing it in a sea of warm softness.

As she works her chest in a rhythmic motion, her eyes never leave yours, conveying a mixture of anger and degradation. Her replicated breasts slide up and down your shaft, the sensation of the silky smooth skin against your sensitive flesh making you moan.

"Fuck, Robin, that feels incredible," you gasp, losing yourself in the pleasure she provides. "Keep going, don't you dare stop!"

You know she can feel every ounce of your pleasure through her replicated breasts, as your moans grow louder and more ****. You can see the humiliation etched on her face, but she continues to dutifully pleasure you, unwilling to risk the safety of her comrades.

As her pace quickens, you feel the familiar tightening in your stomach, signaling the approach of another explosive orgasm. Robin notices as well, her eyes betraying a hint of despair, knowing full well what's coming.

With a final, powerful thrust between her replicated breasts, you release your climax, groaning loudly as your hot, sticky seed covers them. Robin lowers her gaze, her face a mask of shame and disgust as you **** her once more to clean herself up with her own hands.

As you watch Robin clean up the sticky mess from her replicated breasts, feeling every inch of her humiliation, an idea forms in your twisted, perverted mind. The way she glares at you with such disgust is just too tantalizing to resist, and you feel compelled to bring her down yet another peg.

"Alright, Robin, it seems you're not as pleased with my generosity as I thought you'd be. So, I've got another idea in mind, one that you might find just as disgusting as you seem to think I am," you say with a wicked smile, your erect cock still throbbing.

Her dark eyes narrow as she looks up at you, her fury and frustration barely contained. "What now?" she snaps, her hands shaking with suppressed rage. She knows she's trapped, but she's **** to maintain some shred of her dignity.

Smirking, you motion towards your still-erect member, standing proudly as a testimony to your vices. "Considering how much you seem to be enjoying this, I think it's fair you get a taste of me next, don't you?"

Robin's eyes widen, and you can see the gears turning in her head as she considers the situation she's in. For a moment, you see the fire of resistance flicker in her eyes, but she knows she has **** in the matter. Closing her eyes, she gathers herself and approaches you, her face mere inches from your throbbing erection.

"Open up, darling," you order, your voice teasing and condescending.

Her jaws clenched, Robin reluctantly opens her lush lips, staring up at you with a mix of anger and indignation. You take advantage of her submission, sliding your hard length along her soft, wet tongue and pushing further until you reach the back of her throat. The sensation of her warm, velvety mouth instantly sends shivers of pleasure down your spine.

As Robin takes your cock inside her mouth, she uses her Hana Hana powers to replicate her tongue inside herself, swirling it around your shaft to heighten the pleasure. Despite her visible humiliation, she's making good use of her abilities for your twisted desires.

"Fuck, Robin, just like that," you moan, arching your hips forward as you thrust deeper into her welcoming mouth. "Take it all, you filthy slut."

Her eyes water and her cheeks redden, but she obeys. Her replicated tongues press against your erection, squeezing and massaging every inch, as she gags around your throbbing member.

As your lust-fueled frenzy reaches its peak, you feel your climax approaching once more. You can see the anxiety in Robin's eyes, knowing exactly what you're about to do.

With a final, hard thrust, you bury your cock deep in her throat as you release your load. Robin gags and coughs, tear-filled eyes staring up at you with a mix of betrayal and surrender. As you finally pull back, leaving her gasping for air, she takes a moment to collect herself, struggling to hold back the disgust from showing on her face.

Smirking, you pat her on the head condescendingly. "That wasn't so bad, now was it, Robin? Learn to embrace your new role."

Robin wipes the saliva and tears off her face with her replicated hands, her dignity continuing to crumble before your eyes. But just as she's about to offer up her next words, you interrupt her.

"There's something I want you to do for me, Robin. A special request, the ultimate humiliation," you growl, eyes locking with her defeated gaze, knowing that you're about to push her to her limit.

She swallows nervously, her hand on her chest in anticipation. "What? What do you want from me?" she whispers, her voice trembling.

Grinning, you lean in close, desperation in her eyes as she waits for your final, demeaning demand. "What I want from you, Robin, is for you to beg me. Beg for my cock, beg for my cum, and beg for your life as my ****."

As you watch her spirit fracture under the weight of your sadistic demands, you stand back, content in your power over her. Robin's once-proud, rebellious demeanor now transformed into only that of a broken, submissive being.

"I...I beg you," she whispers, tears streaming down her face as she stares at the ground. "Please, use me as you wish, just...don't hurt my friends."

And as she utters those words of surrender, you can't help but feel a sense of twisted pleasure in breaking Nico Robin, the once-indomitable member of the Straw Hat Pirates.