Nami and Robin part 4 - Turnabout is fair play (Patreon)

Robin had just returned from getting herself cleaned up after Nami's wonderful work.

The raven haired archeologist had changed into a new pair of panties (dark purple ones this time), and put on a white buttoned shirt this time.

When she walked back into her room, she was greeted by Nami who was sitting on her bed.

"Done changing?" Nami asked the older woman "I'm getting impatient." The navigator teased.

"Then by all means, let's start." The raven haired woman replied. “Any preferences as to how you get tied up?" she asked her orange haired friend.

The orange haired girl remained silent for a few seconds, then she said: "Not really, dealer's choice I'd say. Just pick whatever you come up with."

All the navigator got in return was a devious grin from Robin, which worried her straight away.

"Don't make me regret my decision so fast, Robin. I really don't like the look on your face right now."

"Sorry," the tall woman replied, "it's just that getting a free pass seemed like such a wonderful opportunity… But I'll keep it simple for now. After all, I wouldn't want to scare you into never joining up with me again, now would I?"

"That's my Robin-san!" Nami responded. "Always looking ahead. I guess there’s nothing to worried about then. Where do you want me?"

"Hmm,” The taller woman pondered for a moment before finally deciding on the position she wanted: “if you could please stand in the middle of the room, we can get started."

Nami complied, and Robin began unravelling a few ropes.

“Just stand still here, I’ll take care of everything.” The tall woman said to her navigator friend.

First, Robin looped a rope around Nami’s right wrist. The raven haired woman then proceeded to throw the rope over a beam supporting the ceiling. With the other end of the rope hanging down again, Robin pulled the rope taut (forcing Nami to lift her arm up above her head), after which she tied it to Nami’s wrist again, keeping it forced up above her head.

The tall archaeologist then did the same to Nami’s left arm, so the orange haired navigator was now standing in the middle of the room with her arms pulled high above her head, so high in fact it was forcing Nami to stand slightly on her toes.

To complete the picture, Robin cinched ropes around each of Nami’s ankles and pulled them to either side of the room, tethering one rope to a leg of the bed and another to a leg of Nami’s closet.

The end result of Robin’s far reaching ropework was something of a standing up spread-eagle position, with Nami’s legs and arms forced to stretch and spread out.

“Simple, huh?” Was all Nami could remark to the basic but very effective bindings. “I’ll grant you, you used a lot less rope than previous times, but this feels just as inescapable as the other positions you put me in.”

“That’s the point of the whole thing, is it not?” Robin responded. “Being helpless, surrendering to the will of another.”

“Well, yeah. But it’s still tight.” Nami said with a slight frown as she pulled on the ropes, confirming for herself she had no chance of getting out.

“If you’re going to complain, I’ll just shut you up.” Robin said, folding up a piece of dark green cloth and tying it in between teeth the navigator’s teeth without giving her the chance to say anything else.

Though Nami had expected to be gagged, the fact Robin had done so without any warning annoyed her.

“Ey! (hey!)” The beautiful orange haired damsel grunted. “U oudve arn ee (you could’ve warned me).”

But Robin just chuckled before answering: “I could’ve, but then I wouldn’t have gotten to enjoy the look you have on your face right now. Something about being stopped from talking really bugs you, doesn’t it?”

“Hmm.” Was all Nami replied in a slightly surly tone, since anything else would come out as garble anyways. Besides, whatever she were to say, Robin would have a come-back ready. The tall older crewmember had always been the one person on this ship she had difficulty dealing with.

“Oh, I just realized!” Robin suddenly exclaimed. “I didn’t explain the other advantage of this position, besides it being so easy to set up.”

“Ic oud ee? (Which would be?)” Nami asked curiously.

Robin’s response was a brief one, just two words: “Easy access.” Followed by a devious grin.

The orange haired girl’s eyes widened after hearing this, after which her entire body began to feel slightly hotter.

With Nami finally fully restrained, Robin calmly walked up to the navigator and began playfully strolling her hands around Nami's upper body. This in turn made the orange haired girl groan softly as her entire body began heating up in what could only be described as… anticipation.

"I know you're helpless to resist right now, but that doesn’t mean you have no say in the matter. Feel free to ask for more when you feel ready." The raven haired archaeologist said.

"GET STARTED ALREADY." Nami said impatiently. The young navigator couldn't stand the light and gentle touches of her crewmate, even less than the rough strappado she'd endured in the bathroom some time ago. Those ropes hurt a lot more, but at least she knew what she was in for then. Having to remain standing here in complete uncertainty, that definitely felt more frustrating.

"I said ask," Robin calmly responded, "not command. If you want something, you should learn to ask politely, and act like a good girl." The tall woman said as she drew back her hands completely

"Huh?" Nami asked in confusion as she felt even the very little stimuli fade away now. 

"Robin!" The orange haired girl said, trying to keep her voice down. " This isn't fair. I didn't make you wait, I gave you everything you asked for."

The dark haired woman chuckled. "That's the benefit of starting as sub, you don't have to hold back when it's your turn, since there's no more fear of retribution."

At least not right away. Robin added in her thoughts. The raven haired woman was 100% sure Nami wouldn't forget this for their next time, in fact she was counting on her not to.

A slight smirk now appeared on the raven haired woman's face, as she began thinking ahead to what Nami was going to do to her when she'd finally get her chance for revenge.

However Nami took that smirk in an entirely different way. "Stop laughing!" She yelled as she began shaking and pulling her bonds. The navigator kept up this fruitless battle until she tired herself out, slumping down and breathing heavily whilst letting her head hang down as well. However the ropes kept her standing, pulling her arms up.

I give up. The orange haired woman thought to herself. It's gonna hurt my pride, but at this point I don't mind begging if it finally gets Robin underway.

So Nami lifted her head again and gave Robin her most innocent and needy look. "Please onee-sama, could you give this helpless damsel some of your wonderful treatment? I promise I'll be good."

Robin chuckled again. "Much better. Behaviour like that is certainly deserving of a reward."

The tall dark-haired woman unclipped Nami’s bra and started fondling her crewmembers tits, gently at first but gradually taking a firmer and firmer grasp of the navigator’s well endowed bosom. In addition, the older woman also began lightly sucking and licking the orange haired girl’s breasts.

Needless to say, the rather inexperienced Nami reacted quite intensely to all of this. The young navigator began moaning and twitching in her bindings. In a way, the young women was thankful for Robin gagging her beforehand, since it now meant she didn’t have to stifle any of her groans for fear of waking up her crewmates.

Robin’s hands and fingers slowly made their way down Nami’s curvy body, sliding down the orange haired navigator’s sides and ending up at her butt. As the raven haired woman let her right hand rest on one of Nami’s butt cheeks, she couldn’t resist a slight spank (just to see what kind of reaction it would provoke).

Robin slapped her friend’s butt, and in return Nami let out a yelp through her gag, followed by a slight growl and a foul stare from the young navigator.

“Oohh, feisty.” Robin responded happily. “I like that, so much so I think I’ll give you another reward for it. That’ll also help keep you calm I’m sure, making it easier for me to do my job.”

Before Nami could begin to wonder what kind of reward Robin had in store for her, the tall archaeologist let her right hand slip down her crewmember’s hotpants and panties, and she began to superficially caress Nami’s labia with her fingers.

This made the young navigator groan even louder than before, and she was also becoming faint of breath, gasping through the thick gag her older crewmember had applied.

The orange haired girl also began involuntarily pulling on her bindings, she could slowly feel her control over her own body slipping as it became filled with the feeling of arousal, her need for an orgasm growing stronger by the second.

Obviously, Robin picked up on all those signs: “You want even more, don’t you, you horny little thing?”

Instead of bothering to try and get a decent answer past her gag, Nami simply responded with fervent nodding. “Oo i!! (Do it!!)”

“Do it, what?” Robin asked, pulling her hand back again and halting all of her efforts (which made Nami scream in frustration).

“Oo I, ESE. I eg o uu is-ess o-in, ese et e ome!! (Do it, PLEASE. I beg of you mistress Robin, please let me come!!)”

The archaeologist chuckled upon hearing Nami beg this badly. “Not much fighting spirit left in there I see… Quite surprising considering it’s you.”

Ordinarily Nami would’ve had a quick retort ready, but her mind wasn’t working on full capacity with her body in the state it was. And even if she had managed to come up with a decent reply, she probably would’ve kept it to herself anyways. Right now the only thing that mattered was Robin finishing what she had started, even her pride had to take a step down for that.

The orange haired girl hadn’t felt this good in all her life, and she desperately wanted to discover how much better Robin could make her feel.

The raven haired women continued: “But I should stop taunting you and get back on track. After all I did say that if you were good, I would oblige your wishes. And the way your behaving right now is most definitely good… So get ready for your final prize!”

And upon finishing that sentence, Robin abruptly plunged her fingers fully into Nami's already moist pussy, rubbing a lot harder than she’d been doing before.

Nami welcomed this feeling with her entire body, twisting and turning in her bindings simply because she couldn’t stop herself. Her entire body was giving itself up to the ecstasy Robin was providing.

The tall darkhaired woman kept up her work, gradually speeding up her movements and making Nami ever more short of breath as the orange haired girl felt a thundering orgasm rapidly approaching.

When Robin started to massage Nami’s breasts as well, the orange haired girl’s grunts reached their loudest level yet.

Thank God I gagged her so well. Robin thought, satisfied with the relatively little amount of noise that made it through. I must remember to always keep several rags at the ready, since my little navigator here turns out to be quite the screamer.

Robin wasn’t wrong there. The young navigator’s grunting kept getting louder until she finally reached her climax, accompanied by a loud gasp for air through her by now completely soaked gag. 

When Robin pulled her hand out of Nami’s vagina, it was covered in the orange haired girl’s juices. Seeing this made Nami blush, but it didn’t bother Robin in the slightest. On the contrary, the older woman brought her wet hand up to her lips and licked off some of Nami’s love juices.

“I don’t know about you, but I sure enjoyed this.” The raven haired woman said to her crewmember.

But Nami didn’t answer, she was still recovering from the entire experience. In fact the orange haired girl was struggling to remain on her feet, let alone reply to Robin’s response.

The taller woman noticed Nami’s struggle and quickly retrieved a pair of scissors. She then put her arms around Nami to help support her weight, after which Robin swiftly cut the ropes and gently carried the young navigator to her bed so she could rest properly.

When Nami’s breathing started to become more regular, Robin asked another question: "So, still up for making this a regular thing?" 

"G-give me a sec." Nami responded in between gasps. "I'm still trying to catch my breath."

"That bad, huh?" the tall archaeologist responded. "I still remember those early stages in my own bondage adventures, I too needed quite a lot of time to recover sometimes, despite having inflicted everything myself. So I guess I can understand where you're coming from and why you feel so tired."

"… After all, it’s not every day you get 'violated by someone else." The dark haired woman added playfully.

The young navigator chuckled upon hearing that last remark. "I wouldn't go that far, I enjoyed every second of it, so you can't really call it violating."

The orange haired girl then got back up. "That also means I am definitely up for a repeat of this."

The beautiful navigator then looked straight at her older crewmate. "In fact when looking back, I'm so happy I walked in on you that night, and everything that happened afterwards." Nami said.

"Even your perilous moment in the bathroom?" The dark haired woman replied

"Okay, that not so much… But even that event was extremely exciting. And when I discovered I was in the safe hooves of chopper rather than the frisky hands of Sanji, I actually could enjoy my bindings a little. Though at the time I didn't realize that's what I was doing" Nami explained

"So, bottom-line: You are up for a regular moment of this kind of stuff? That’s pleases me more than you know… Every so often we have some very calm periods on this ship, you could even call those times dull. I like it when we have some free time to spend, but it would be even better to have something else to do other than read during those times." Robin responded.

"Same here." Nami answered. "Drawing my maps is quite satisfying, but in a completely different way than this stuff is.”

“Then say it out loud already.” Robin said to her younger crewmember, slightly excited at having finally found someone to share her deepest secret with.

Nami couldn’t help but giggle slightly at seeing the usually so stoic Robin this giddy. “Yes, Robin. We will definitely have a repeat performance, count on that." The young navigator said, secretly already looking forward to the next calm night on the seas.