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Chapter - 87 Hancock’s fun, Robin’s torture (R-18)
🕑 Added 2024-10-18 21:12:04 +0000 UTCThat night.
Nico Robin left her room for the first time in what felt like ages. She was surrounded by several female CP agents, their hands swift yet methodical as they bathed her, dressed her, and helped her select clothes. For once, she wasn’t drugged, and that alone was enough to set off alarms in her mind.
‘Something is different tonight... Is someone coming?’ Nico Robin wondered, her senses sharp and alert.
While no one was paying attention, she discreetly activated her Hana Hana no Mi powers. Ears bloomed from hidden nooks and crannies around the room, allowing her to pick up on the whispered conversations of those around her.
Fragmented words reached her ears:
"That lord... has arrived..."
"How fortunate to have caught their favor..."
"She might not need to die after all."
"Yeah, with that lord’s protection, even the Demon Child might survive..."
‘A lord is protecting me?’ Nico Robin’s eyes widened slightly as the pieces of the puzzle began to fit together. ‘But who could possibly hold enough power to challenge the World Government?’
It was almost impossible to believe. She had been captured by the CP agents, an elite force directly under the control of the World Government itself. Anyone who dared to protect her would need to defy not just powerful figures, but the entire system that governed the world.
‘Who in their right mind would do that... and for me?’ she wondered, struggling to comprehend the gravity of the situation.
After finishing breakfast and tidying up, Nico Robin prepared to settle in with one of the books she’d been provided, eager to distract her restless mind. Just as she reached for the first page, the door creaked open.
A young woman stepped into the room.
Robin’s gaze lifted, and she was immediately struck by the woman’s appearance. The newcomer was dressed in a sleek, form-fitting qipao that accentuated her slim and curvaceous figure. Her legs were long and perfectly proportioned, white as alabaster, and her face was delicate, almost ethereal. She had flawless snow-white skin, thin, red lips, and long black hair that cascaded like satin down to her waist.
What truly captivated Robin, though, was the woman’s aura—cold, noble, distant.
‘A princess?’ Nico Robin thought, surprised. ‘No, more than that. This woman feels untouchable, like a snow lotus blooming on the highest peak.’
Despite herself, Robin felt drawn to the woman’s beauty, even feeling a strange sense of admiration. But as she observed further, something felt off.
The young woman wore a blindfold over her eyes. And around her neck, a plain, unadorned collar—something that clashed starkly with her otherwise refined image.
"Come with me," the woman said softly, her voice low and pleasant, like the faint chime of a bell.
Nico Robin blinked, unsure of how to respond. The woman’s tone was calm, but there was an undeniable authority behind her words. She wasn’t asking—she was commanding.
‘Who is she?’ Robin wondered, feeling the weight of the woman’s gaze, even through the blindfold. It was as if those covered eyes were piercing straight through her, seeing more than they should.
"Where to?" Robin asked, her voice carefully neutral.
The woman didn’t bother to explain. She simply turned and walked out of the room, her posture regal and composed.
Nico Robin hesitated, frowning slightly. She didn’t like being left in the dark, but her curiosity was piqued. After a moment, she rose to her feet and followed.
As they moved through the corridors, Nico Robin noticed something peculiar. Every person they passed—whether they were CP agents or servants—immediately bowed deeply to the young woman.
‘Is she the one who saved me?’ Robin wondered, studying the woman’s graceful back. The way her qipao clung to her body only enhanced her allure, and Robin couldn’t help but feel her heart skip a beat. ‘What an extraordinary figure. And that aura... so pure and cold. Like a queen.’
But despite her initial attraction, questions flooded Robin’s mind. ‘Why would someone like her intervene on my behalf? What does she gain from this?’
The two women turned several corners, walking deeper into the complex. Eventually, they stopped before a door.
"Come in," the woman said lightly, opening the door and stepping inside.
Nico Robin followed, her unease growing. The room was lavishly decorated, but as the woman calmly closed the door behind them, Robin noticed something chilling—the door was soundproofed.
‘Why would she bring me to a soundproof room?’ Robin’s heartbeat quickened. Her instincts screamed at her that something was wrong.
Her gaze fell upon the figure lying on the bed.
Blond hair spilled across the pillow. A sinful body, one Robin recognized instantly, lay bare before her—the princess of the fallen kingdom, Shirley.
Robin’s breath caught in her throat.
The young princess was unconscious, her body a horrifying sight. Both of her most intimate places leaked thick white fluid, her navel, breasts and face covered in the same grotesque substance. Red bite marks marred her otherwise perfect skin.
Robin’s stomach churned. ‘What... what happened here?’
Before she could make sense of it, the door to the attached bathroom opened with a soft click.
A young man stepped out, bare-chested, casually drying his hair with a towel. He wore a sunny smile, as though nothing were amiss.
Robin immediately tensed, her muscles coiling in anticipation of danger, but the man didn’t seem to notice her at all. Instead, his gaze settled directly on the blindfolded woman in front of him.
"You're finally back, Hancock. I told you I’d pick out a tail for you, and you ran off. Naughty girl," the young man teased, his tone playful as he walked toward a table and opened a box sitting on top of it.
Nico Robin’s breath hitched as she glimpsed the contents of the box—various tail props, each more bizarre than the last.
The young man lifted a small devil tail, smirking as he twirled it in his fingers.
"How about this one?" he asked, his voice dripping with amusement. "If you wear this, it’ll look great swaying as you walk."
‘What is this madness?’ Robin’s mind reeled. ‘This man... is he insane?’
She turned to look at Hancock, expecting outrage or fury—anything that would reveal the proud woman she had just walked with. But to her growing horror, Hancock’s expression remained perfectly calm.
"Whatever you like," Hancock said in that same soft, emotionless tone. "You can do as you please."
‘No,’ Robin thought, her heart sinking. ‘She’s not even reacting...’
Hancock paused for a moment, then explained, "I didn’t run away earlier. I just didn’t put it on because I was going out."
Boom.
Robin’s mind exploded.
‘What are you saying, Hancock?’ she thought, her disbelief mounting.
The man waved a hand dismissively. "Well, never mind then. Now that you’re not going out, come here."
Robin’s lip curled in disgust at the man's audacity. ‘Who does he think he is, giving such orders?’
But what truly terrified her was what came next.
Hancock obeyed.
Without hesitation, she walked over to him and, to Robin’s utter horror, knelt down before him, bowing her head in submission.
Lakeman groaned as he felt her hands massaging his bulge. His erection was at full mast, straining the material of his pants.
Slowly, she pulled down his pants, letting out the girthy beast she truly wanted to see. Her eyes lit up at his sheer size despite having experienced it many times, salivating in wonder.
Lakeman stayed there, his knees dangling off the edge of the bed, hands brushing her face vigorously. But then, he suddenly felt the wet, slippery softness of her tongue against his cockhead.
"Ghh..."
He moaned in pleasure , looking at the black head between his legs.
"Umm... so big..." Hancock muttered, licking her lips as she held his cock with both hands. She took a long wide swipe with her pink tongue, painting his rigid shaft with her saliva, from base to tip.
Lakeman shivered, feeling his tender skin toyed with by her tongue. Having played with princess Shirley for the whole day, his sensitivity was at its peak.
With a smirk, Hancock parted her plump pink lips, her tongue coming out to welcome his cock. Lakeman felt the warmth of her mouth engulf him, wrapping him up in the wet, slick massages of her tongue.
"Oh,"
he groaned a little, unable to hold himself back from holding her head. The feeling was heavenly as her tongue swirled around his cock. Her strokes went up and down as her head started to bob along his thick cock.
"..."
Nico Robin's face drained of color as she stood frozen in place, her entire worldview shattering in a matter of moments.
‘What is going on here?’ she thought, her mind in turmoil. ‘Where am I? Is this real, or am I trapped in some kind of twisted nightmare?’
Her fists clenched tightly, her nails digging into her palms as she struggled to make sense of the horrific scene before her. Hancock—the proud, untouchable, noble woman—was now kneeling in front of a man, submitting to his every command without a shred of resistance.
‘No matter what, this woman saved me,’ Robin thought, her heart racing. ‘I can’t just stand by and watch her be humiliated like this.’
Determination filled her as she inhaled deeply, her resolve hardening. She was ready to use her Hana Hana no Mi powers to put an end to this nightmare.
But before she could act, Lakeman, with a nonchalant air, slowly inserted the devil tail into Hancock’s asshole.
"Alright, it’s on," his voice rang out playfully, oblivious to the torment in Robin’s eyes. Hancock, still kneeling, now bore a tail as part of her humiliation.
‘He’s toying with her... like she’s nothing more than an object,’ Robin seethed. She could feel anger bubbling up inside her, a burning fury that left her trembling with rage.
‘How could this happen? How could she let this happen?’
Her fists unclenched as the intensity of her emotions pushed her past the brink. For the first time in years, pure, unbridled rage consumed her. She wouldn't just stand by any longer. She would tear him apart.
"Die..." she muttered under her breath, her voice trembling with wrath. Robin unleashed her Devil Fruit powers, summoning dozens of hands that reached out with intent to tear the man apart, using far more than her usual limit. Her desperation had awakened something new inside her.
But before her hands could make contact, Hancock acted.
With a sudden movement, Hancock, still kneeling, raised her hand. A barrage of pink hearts shot forth from her fingertips, using the power of her Love-Love Fruit. The hearts collided with Robin’s summoned hands, turning them all to stone in an instant.
"Why?" Robin whispered in disbelief, staring at Hancock as confusion clouded her mind.
‘Why would she do this?’ Robin thought, her heart twisting in anguish. ‘He treats you like this, and you still protect him?’
Hancock rose slowly to her feet, her expression as calm and unreadable as ever. Her stunning, composed face looked almost serene as she turned to Robin and spoke:
"You may have misunderstood something..."
Her voice was cold, distant, and utterly devoid of emotion.
"I never intended to save you from the start," she added, her words cutting deep into Robin’s heart.
Before Robin could even react, Lakeman’s hand shot out, grabbing Hancock by the face and forcefully turning her head toward his dick. He was harsh now, his playful demeanor gone.
"Bitch, stop talking and focus on what you're supposed to do," he growled.
"You bastard! You—" Robin began to scream, her fury surging once again.
But then she froze. Her voice caught in her throat as she witnessed something that made her blood run cold. Her pupils shrank in terror, her entire body stiffening as if the very air had been sucked out of her lungs.
Lakeman's grip on Hancock remained firm, yet Hancock’s face showed no sign of distress. Her expression was blank, as if she didn’t care what was happening to her. It was as though the humiliation, the degradation—it all meant nothing. She obediently turned back to her task, resuming her previous actions without protest or emotion.
Robin couldn’t understand it.
‘What kind of power could do this to someone like her?’
Her sucking motion caressed his very being, as her throat contracted, greedy for his spill.
"Fuck... you're too good at this."
"Um-hmm," Hancock merely hummed a response. Her head kept busy pleasuring him, but her hands moved all over his chest.
Lakeman didn't care anymore, He was drowning in bliss, wanting to fuck her as soon as possible. Her throat was amazingly hot, but he craved her cunt.
Ghk ghk ghk...
Her head moved faster and faster as Lakeman sunk his finger into her sweaty blond hair. Her hands caressed his chest, sometimes brushing her thumb over his bare nipple.
Lakeman could almost see the proverbial light at the end of the tunnel. Every time his cock struck the back of her throat, a bolt of electricity ran up his spine.
He couldn't help but tug at her hair, wanting more and more, deeper and deeper.
This proud empress, the kind he thought he would never dream of touching or even talking to, was now pleasuring him with her proud mouth. He was on cloud nine, almost jumping over the edge.
“ take all of it.” Lakeman's primal instinct took over as he thrusted harder with her head held in his hands. He shot loads of cum in her mouth.
"..."
Nico Robin's heart trembled violently, as if struck by a powerful force. The weight of the situation crashed down on her, shaking her to her core. Her breath hitched as she took a step back, panic flooding her senses.
‘Run...’
‘I have to get out of here. Quickly.’
‘Something is seriously wrong.’
Her thoughts raced, but before she could make a move, her body responded instinctively, turning to leave, her mind screaming for escape.
Whoosh.
Without even turning her head, Hancock flicked her wrist effortlessly. A heart-shaped projectile shot from her hand, striking Robin in the back. In a matter of seconds, half of Nico Robin's body was turned to stone, locking her in place. She was completely immobilized.
"Don’t run away..." Hancock’s voice was calm, yet it held an unspoken threat.
"Otherwise... I’ll have to turn your entire body to stone..."
Nico Robin’s face was drained of color. She was trapped. There was no escape.
After a moment, Hancock stood up gracefully, her lips pursed as she walked toward Robin with an air of inevitability. Her movements were calm, almost mechanical, like someone executing a command they had been programmed to follow.
"What... What are you going to do?" Nico Robin’s voice trembled, the fear unmistakable as she struggled to form words.
Hancock stepped closer, her face emotionless, cold as ice. Without a word, she pressed her lips to Nico Robin's, covering her mouth. Robin’s eyes widened in horror as she felt Hancock forcefully transfer the thick, bitter liquid into her mouth.
“Gulp... gulp...” Nico Robin's body instinctively swallowed, her mind screaming in protest as the taste of the vile fluid filled her senses.
It was over in seconds, but to Robin, it felt like an eternity.
Her body trembled, consumed by fear and disgust. She stared into Hancock’s cold, distant eyes beneath the blindfold, unable to comprehend what had just happened.
‘Is this... hell?’ Nico Robin thought, her heart sinking into a pit of despair.
After a brief moment, Hancock turned away, her steps light, and returned to the young man’s embrace.
He grabbed both her hands and quickly pulled her up to stand between his legs.
Hancock was surprised, but then she felt Lakeman turn her body. In one big, quick motion, he grabbed her qipao and shredded it, displaying her hot body , and sat her back down on his lap.
"Ahhh." Hancock cried out in pain mixed with pleasure.
His cockhead recklessly penetrated her soaking wet pussy, diving deep into her as her weight pushed down. She had to pause for a moment, letting her nectar coat him thoroughly, slowly getting used to his size, stretching out her petals to the fullest.
"Oh... God... master.. Fuck." She panted, her tone annoyed and blissful. She leaned back on his chest, feeling his hot breath on her neck. He was bigger than before, and it stretched her to lengths she never knew.
Lakeman lifted her left leg and placed it over his left knee, He lifted the other and placed it over the right.He widened his legs, effectively widening hers too, allowing her throbbing slit to feel the chill of the air, while it suckled on his cock. Lakeman's hands kept busy, molding her breasts to his heart's content.
“Pah.. Pah..”
Hancock felt Lakeman's hands slowly on her upper chest and finally found the quivering flesh he was looking for. His fingers kneaded her exposed swells with tight grips, pinching her nipples and letting them poke out between his fingers.
"Oohh... Yes. Feels-so good."
"Not yet," Lakeman grimaced, feeling her pussy contract every time he pinched her sensitive peaks. With both hands under her breasts, Lakeman pushed her body up and dropped her back on his lap. His straining shaft slid in and out of her dripping pussy, thrusting up with every jump from her lithe body.
"Ah. Ah. Ah."
Hancock couldn't help but yelp every time he went in deep. She wiggled, leaning back on his chest, letting him move her like a toy for pleasure. Up and down, she rode the waves of delight.
The way her pussy was exposed to the air while being fucked like this made her words even more wild and erratic.
Nico Robin was forced to witness a battle up close.
‘It seems... I’m truly in hell...’
Nico Robin closed her eyes in pain.
Lakeman didn't want to hold back anymore, He grabbed both her legs from below, letting her knees rest on his palms while he lifted her body up against his chest. He thrust up with force, fucking her like a fuckdoll in his arms.
"Oooh Fuck me. Please fuck me. Harder. Yessss-"
Hancock moaned as he kneaded her breasts, pinching and tugging, looking for that last bit of bliss in that drunken ecstasy.
"Aaah..." With one last heavenly moan, the floodgates shattered. She came with an explosion of euphoria, squirting out more than just sticky, clear honey. Her nectar came out like a fountain of life, staining the floor in floods of them. Her walls kept throbbing, tightening around Lakeman's unyielding cock. Lakeman felt too good to notice her withering body, striking her deep until he felt her cervix, so tight and stifling that he wanted to bury his cock in her cave of wonders.
Thrust after thrust, strike after strike, her pussy abused until it flushed red.
"Oh fuck.. Fuc-ck." Hancock grimaced once more, her body out of her control as her muscles knotted up once again. She didn't know this could happen. The sheer passion engulfed her a second time. The mythical multiple orgasm taking her to new heights.
Once again her essence flowed, a stream flooding the patch of floor in fLakemant of them.
Then it finally came, Lakeman could feel the stifling sensation on his balls. His cock throbbing with a frenzy. He could feel his blood already gathering in one spot, just a little more and he could burst.
But not wanting to make any of it boring, Lakeman quickly placed Hancock down on the floor and stood up in front of her.
Hancock opened her glossy lips, sticking her tongue out as she sat there on her knees like a creature made to only pleasure.
Lakeman stroked his cock and placed the tip of his swollen head in her mouth. The moment he felt her lips seal around his girth, he instantly plunged into that ethereal bliss. Pulsating waves of pleasure took over as he filled her mouth with his creamy batter.
Hancock sputtered a little, letting some white strands drip from her lips to her exposed breasts, painting her sweaty body with his virile seeds. Her cheeks bulged a little but then came back down as she gulped, swallowing everything in her mouth while his calming thrusts stopped.
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