Nami and Robin part 7 - The next step (Patreon)

It was still the middle of the night when Robin woke up again. She’d had a restless night, not surprising since she could barely move because of all of Nami’s rope- and tapework. But that wasn’t why she’d woken up so early. The reason was far more pressing.

I need the bathroom!

“Mhnh (Nami).” She mouthed into her gag, nudging the orangette.

“Hmnn.” The young thief groaned, reaching out to pull Robin closer in a cuddly embrace.

“HMNH (NAMI)!” The historian growled impatiently, nudging the navigator’s hips with her knees.

A few nudges later, she finally woke up.

“Hmnn? What’s wrong?”

"Mnrg (gag)!" Robin replied.

"Your gag?"

"Hmnf!"

"Alright, I'll take it out." The navigator conceded, but only because Robin was acting so agitated.

The moment the tape left Robin's lovely lips, she uttered her embarrassing confession:

"I need to pee!"

“You need… to pee?”

“Yes.” The tall damsel admitted with a faint blush on her cheeks.

Nami frowned. "That's not just an excuse to escape, is it?"

"No, it is not! I have been tied up for over 6 hours already! All that wine I drank earlier has ran its course!"

The faint blush on Robin's cheeks slowly grew more intense, proving for Nami she really was embarrassed, and hence in a bit of trouble.

"Okay, I'll free your legs so you can head for the bathroom." She decided.

"Just my legs?"

"You don't need your hands to pee, do you?"

"Operating the door would be nice." Robin sulked.

"You can do that with your arms pinned behind your back."

"Not with tape covering my hands!"

"You'll just have to be creative then." Nami grinned.

"What if someone sees me?!" Robin protested.

"Everybody is fast asleep, not even Zoro should be up anymore."

"But he's a light sleeper when he's on lookout duty."

"Then move quietly." Nami taunted as she removed all of the ropework trapping Robin's slender legs together.

The helpless historian let out a long moan in relief. "That's much better!"

"I can imagine." Nami replied, getting up to unlock the door for Robin. "A word of warning, if you try and sneak to the kitchen to find something to cut yourself free, there will be punishment involved."

Robin rolled her eyes. "As if I would start making a racket looking like this." She retorted, waving her heavily bound arms and chest about, not to mention the fact she was naked from the waist down and only had a loose hanging pink top covering her huge breasts.

"I just thought I'd mention it." Nami replied as she took hold of the doorknob. "Ready?"

After taking a deep breath, Robin nodded. "Open the door."

The second Nami did, the buxom historian began tiptoeing along the lawn deck to make her way up the stairs and towards the bathroom.

Her heart started beating wildly in her chest as she tried to ascend the stairs as quietly as possible. Every creak of the wood, every rustle of the wind, sent a shiver down her spine.

Please, let no one be awake!

The normally so composed archaeologist was so on edge she barely dared to breathe as she snuck past several of her crewmembers’ doors on her way to the bathroom.

She couldn’t help fidgeting with her arms every few steps either, making the tape crackle as she tried to free her hands. But no luck.

Damn it, I really am stuck here, aren’t I? That’ll make opening the door quite interesting.

Eventually, the gorgeous raven haired woman reached the bathroom, which naturally was closed.

Now what?

By leaning her taped up fists onto the handle and then pushing the door open with her bodyweight, the clever captive made it inside. She immediately suppressed her habit of reaching for the light switch and instead silently snuck towards the lavatory, where she finally relieved her pulsating bladder.

The helpless historian had to bite her tongue not to let out a soft moan in relief.

Now what do I do? Return to Nami like a good little captive, or take my chances at mounting an escape?

Robin truly felt torn by those two options. Part of her was dying to see the look on Nami's face at her having the tables turned twice in one night. However, the drawback was that her chances of success were slim at best. And there was also the risk of her getting caught by fellow crewmembers. Or worse, by Nami herself.

Plus, if she broke out now, she wouldn't get to see what else her friend had planned for her…

So, after five full minutes of careful deliberation, Robin decided to swallow her pride. She carefully snuck back the way she came and returned to Nami's room without a fuss.

The slender cat burglar grinned widely as she closed the door behind her whilst Robin sat herself down on the bed.

"I'm happy you decided to listen to me. As a reward, I'll put you back to bed with minimal bondage."

Robin raised one eyebrow suspiciously. "How minimal?"

"Oh, just the ropes you're wearing right now, plus this cute little skirt." She replied, showing Robin a black latex hobble skirt that would reach all the way down to her ankles.

" 'Little' skirt, huh?" Robin frowned.

"Hey, it's a lot more comfortable than rope, isn't it?"

"How would you know?" The historian asked slyly. "Don't tell me you tried that thing on in the shop?"

"W-well of course I did."

Robin grinned. "You might be even kinkier than me."

"S-shut up you!" The navigator retorted, zipping open the skirt to let Robin step into it.

The moment it was fully zipped up again, Robin felt almost as trapped as when her legs had been bound.

But at least I'll be able to twitch when the need arises. And the pressure isn’t nearly as bad.

All in all, the hana hana fruit user expected she might get a decent rest during the rest of her night.

"Can we get back to bed now?" Nami asked as she crawled beneath the sheets and held them open invitingly.

Robin gently lowered her tush back onto the mattress and scooted into bed, with some assistance from her cat burglar friend.

"Now, open up." Nami said as she showed Robin a panel gag with rubber ball stuffing.

"Really? Do I have to be gagged for the rest of the night?"

"Yes you do, because of your big mouth just now."

"What big mouth?!"

"When you mocked me for trying on that skirt you're stretching out now."

Robin got a dark look in her eyes. "I am not stretching anything." She warned.

"If you say so." Nami replied, pushing the gag into place and buckling it up.

"Hmrnn."

"Hihi, good night Robin." The orangette whispered before planting her lips on the sturdy panel and snuggling up to her friend to get some more rest.

Robin did too. Thanks to her improved situation and her body having calmed down since last falling asleep, she actually managed to relax enough to drift off soon after Nami had done.

When morning arrived, Robin was once again the first to wake up.

She nudged Nami once more, eager to get her gag removed since it was annoying her.

The orangette slowly woke up, a little startled by Robin's near-headbutt.

"What's wrong?!"

"HMN (GAG)!"

"Alright, alright." Nami replied with a playful grin, unbuckling the panel gag.

"I take it you won't be untying me today?" The helpless historian asked.

"Of course not. I told you yesterday: this is still payback for worming out of our earlier bet."

"Oh please, you're just milking your first successful capture for all it is worth!"

"That too." Nami admitted as she climbed out of bed and put on a pair of dark green hotpants and a white tank top that barely contained her massive rack. "Now you just keep relaxing in bed. Meanwhile, I'll go get you some breakfast."

"Fine, but make it a hearty one. I'm starving after all of my squirming last evening and having to make a run to the bathroom and back."

"Sure." Nami replied as she buckled the panel gag back into place.

"HMN (HEY)!"

"Perks of the domme." She taunted as she skipped out of the room.

"Hmrnn!" Robin growled, twisting and turning beneath the sheets to find a comfy position.

She is getting a bit TOO proficient at shutting me up.

*KNOCK KNOCK*

Robin had only been lazing in Nami’s bed for a few minutes when a sudden knock on the door startled her.

“Nami-san? Are you up?” Sanji asked from the other side of the door.

The historian shot bolt upright in Nami's bed, an impressive feat given how immobile she was.

Sanji's here? NO!

"Nami-san? Are you all right? You never came back from your room after leaving the party early." He insisted.

Please Nami, tell me you locked your door.

The handle turned, but the door remained shut.

Robin let out a muffled sigh in relief.

"Nami-san?" The chef asked again, rattling the door a little as he tried to get in. "Nami-san? Are you alright? You’re not ill, are you?" He asked, sounding quite nervous.

Robin began sweating bullets. What if he panicked and broke down the door? If only Nami hadn’t buckled that gag back into place.

Damn it, Nami. The dark haired damsel cursed. Why did you have to keep me gagged? It’s not like I was going to call for help!

"Nami-san?" Sanji yelled one last time. “Please answer!”

Robin’s heart began pounding. He’s going to barge in! Nami, hurry up!

"Oi, ero-cook!" The bound and gagged historian suddenly heard from much further away. "Nami's not in her room, she went to get breakfast. Stop skulking around her door!"

"If she left for breakfast then why is her door locked, marimo?!"

"Hell if I know! Maybe she wanted to make sure you wouldn't harass Robin. She's been in Nami's room all night! Well, except for making a quick bathroom break."

"Hmnf?!"

Zoro knows about that?! How much did he see?!

Luckily, the love-struck cook got too worked up arguing with his sword-wielding rival to keep banging on Nami's door, OR continue his investigation in Nami and Robin's night time activities. Robin began breathing more slowly as she heard the blond chef get further and further removed whilst he and Zoro threw increasingly harsher remarks in one another's direction.

She slumped back down on the sheets.

That was a close one. I don’t know what I would have done if he’d seen me like this… Although, it’s going to become more and more difficult to keep our games hidden… 

Eventually, Nami returned with a large platter of food, courtesy of early bird Sanji making preparations before starting his rounds and banging on the burglar’s door.

Robin sat up in the bed, eyeing the feast with hungry eyes.

"If you promise to behave, I'll swap your restraints for something that'll let you eat by yourself." The orangette offered.

Robin didn't even have to think that one over. She immediately nodded fervently, desperately eager to give her limbs a stretch.

"Hihi, alright. But you'll need to earn that perk first."

Robin tilted her head inquisitively. "Hmrn?"

Nami began blushing as she put down the tray and sat beside her friend. 

"To tell you the truth I didn't sleep very well last night because I was too… Excited.”

She means horny. Robin realized immediately, but she kept quiet to let Nami continue.

“My whole plan had been to make you admit I could be a proper domme. But when you turned the tables on me all of that went out the window, I became focused on making sure you wouldn't stand a chance at escaping my work.”

And you succeeded. Robin admitted silently.

"…But because of that and my eagerness to pay you back for sneaking up on me, I completely forgot about the latter part of my initial plans: my own pleasure."

The raven-haired woman raised an eyebrow in surprise, then just began laughing heartily into her gag.

"Hey!" Nami frowned. "It's not funny!"

But to her disdain, Robin nodded.

"Hmff, maybe I should leave you like this for the rest of the day after all. Since it looks to me you still have no idea of your position right now."

Robin shook her head, then nudged her cheek against Nami's shoulder to indicate she wanted the gag removed.

Nami hesitated, but eventually complied.

"I apologize for laughing, Nami. But you have to admit your confession just now is rather comical."

"Well I don't think it's all that funny!"

"Don't be like that. You're still in charge, aren't you? You did an amazing job yesterday. The fact that you forgot about part of your plans isn't surprising, you probably felt too satisfied about the first phase succeeding so beautifully." Robin said calmly.

Nami felt somewhat taken aback by her friend's docile remark. "You're sounding a lot less upset than I thought you'd be. Aren't you mad about this?"

"Not anymore. I will admit that last night I was absolutely furious with you. Especially the way you abandoned me for two hours without warning."

"I'll take care not to do something like that again. In hindsight, you were right about saying that was dangerous."

"Then we can call last night a success."

"Oh, I already considered it a success the moment I wrapped your knots in tape." Nami joked.

"Very funny. Now what about breakfast?" Robin said eagerly, her stomach growling audibly.

"Whatever you want I'd say, Sanji had left quite the feast behind before starting his tour of the ship. But let's start with the appetizers." Nami replied as she helped Robin get out of her skirt, then climbed on top of her to hover her snatch over her face.

"We're really doing this, first thing in the morning?"

"I told you, I'm needy right now!" Nami replied as she nipped at Robin's labia.

Robin chuckled. "Winner gets to be in charge for the day?"

"Forget it! You're staying bound and that's final." Nami replied as she slowly lowered herself.

The historian shrugged. "It was worth a shot." She said as craned her neck and slipped her tongue into Nami's folds.

To her surprise, the orangette was already completely slick!

Oh my! She wasn't lying when she said she needed this.

In fact, Nami was revelling in the blissful stroking of Robin's tongue so badly she completely forgot to return the favour.

Instead she moaned and trembled over Robin's body, clutching the sheets and gasping for air as her climax surged in under a minute!

"T-thank you." The navigator sighed contently as she crawled off Robin and snuggled up to her after finally having had he fill.

"You're welcome. But I am expecting a proper breakfast and my minimal security bondage after you've recovered."

"I'll get to that in a minute." Nami replied as she hugged her tall friend a bit tighter, who nestled herself in the navigator’s arms in return.

"Robin, can I discuss something with you?" Nami mumbled hesitantly into the historian’s chest.

"What is it?"

"It's about our games, actually. You know I said I was going to keep you prisoner for a few days?"

"How could I forget?"

"Well that is going to be difficult to maintain, just hanging around in my room."

"But since the crew's up and about, we can't leave."

Nami nodded, lifting her head to look her raven-haired captive in the eye, trying to find the right words for what came next. But Robin beat her to it.

"So, you want to make our games a public matter."

The navigator's eyes grew wide. "How did you-"

"I was up for quite some time after you drifted off last night. It gave me time to think, mainly about your plans for the coming days. How could I not figure it out?"

"And what's your take on it?"

The historian remained quiet now.

"Robin?"

"You're probably right. We can't keep this a secret from our crew forever. In fact, it might be out in the open already."

"WHAT?!" Nami yelped as she pushed herself upright, looking at Robin with eyes wide of shock. "How?!"

Robin then told Nami what she overheard Zoro yell at Sanji.

Nami clasped her hands in front of her mouth. "You mean I might have exposed us already?"

"It's not that big a deal. The only reason I kept this a secret is because it's what I've always done. I never had a crew I trusted enough to share this with. And after you joined in I kept quiet because I didn't want to embarrass you."

Nami blushed. "Well, now I'm also feeling ready to confess this to the others… So, you're okay with it too then?"

"I am. But let's keep try and pace ourselves with what we do in public."

"Meaning?"

"What you did just now for example, let's keep that for the bedroom."

Nami's face burned bright red. "Of course! That's not something I'd ever do in public!"

"Good. So long as we're on the same wavelength… Then what are your plans for me today?"

"My idea was to introduce you to the others as a maid."

"A maid?"

"Yes. I even bought the perfect uniform for it." Nami replied proudly.

Somehow I doubt that uniform will be very functional. The historian thought to herself.

"So, are you in?" The former thief asked.

"Can I even refuse?"

"Hihihi, not really." Nami giggled as she pulled a suitcase out from under her bead and revealed the uniform she had been talking about.

It was a black dress with a white frilly apron stitched into it. The sleeves even incorporated gloves for an even more realistic maid feel. Nami had also bought white thigh-high stockings and black ankle-strap high heels from the same shop.

The skirt of the outfit was so short it barely dropped beneath the wearer's buttocks. The waist incorporated a corset, ensuring whoever squeezed into it had their waistline even more clearly defined than usual. And for someone with Robin's cup size, that dress was also going to form a very snug fit around her breasts, leaving cleavage so deep you could dip an entire hand in it.

But it's daring design wasn't the only thing that had caught Nami's eye in the store.

The back of the dress had a number of belts and straps fitted, as did the gloves. When not needed, they could all be neatly buckled up so as not to draw attention. But when put to use, they could force the wearer's arms to hug tightly around their body for a straightjacket look.

"Cute, huh?" Nami chimed.

"Not really the word I'd use." Robin replied.

"It'll look great on you, trust me."

"I take it this is what you had in mind when you offered me something that allowed me to have my breakfast in peace?"

"It fits the bill, doesn't it?"

"If you discount the belts."

"Whether or not those get strapped in depends on how you behave during the fitting."

Robin smirked. "Well played." She said as she turned her back to let Nami unwrap the tape and ropes.

Nami cautiously began untying her friend, for the first time since being given command she was going to completely free Robin from her restraints -save for the sea stone collar-.

When the last rope came off, Robin eagerly stretched her arms above her head.

Nami had backed off immediately in a nervous reflex, making the historian laugh. "I already promised I'd behave." She said as she stretched her luscious body even further.

"Hmnnn! Feels good!" She moaned.

"Yes, well… Let's say I'd rather play it safe." The navigator replied as she held up the dress for Robin to step into.

For just a brief moment, Robin thought about overpowering her friend and sticking her in that dress.

But she felt going back on her word twice in two days might scare off the weather manipulator for good. It would also make her seem like a sore loser, so compared to that she much preferred continuing her role of the captive.

And besides, dressing up as a maid wasn't nearly as bad as that hogtie she'd had to endure last night. In fact it might even be fun, indulging her kinky hobby out in the open.

Nami breathed a soft sight of relief as Robin calmly allowed herself to be fitted with the maid outfit. She started by slipping a black thong over her friend’s fine rear end. She then began lacing up the dress and corset, pulled up the white thigh-highs and finally fitted her with the high heels. That last pair Nami kept in place with a set of small gold padlocks.

"Is that really necessary? Locking my shoes in place?"

"They're mandatory for a maid." Nami teased.

"Be that as it may, it's details like this that might raise Sanji's nosebleed to lethal levels." The archaeologist retorted.

The weather manipulator giggled. "I'm sure he'd die a happy man." She said as she tidied up the straps and buckles for now instead of using them.

"So, what do you think?" Nami asked as she stepped back to let Robin examine herself in the mirror.

"It looks surprisingly realistic. Slutty, but maid-like nonetheless."

"The only reason you look slutty is because your legs are too long. I couldn't find a size that would fit both your waist and hips, but still drop down far enough to cover your thighs."

"We can always trade places and see if it fits you better." Robin countered.

"Funny." Nami replied as she headed over to her desk, where she'd left the platter. "I don't suppose you'd be willing to serve me breakfast, as a warm-up to your roleplay?"

But to the cat burglar's surprise, Robin made a deep bow, flashing her thong and cleavage alike. "It would be my pleasure, miss."

The young thief felt a shiver run down her spine. Fast… She slipped into character even more smoothly than into that suit! She thought impressed.

The two then had a lengthy and delicious breakfast. Robin readily buttered Nami's toast, poured her orange juice, and obediently executed everything else the orangette asked of her.

"You're really getting into this." Nami said surprised.

"I'm just happy to be moving freely, miss." The historian replied stoically. "Might I have a bite as well?"

"Oh- oh of course!" Nami said hurriedly. She had been enjoying Robin's display so much she never even noticed the curvaceous maid had yet to sit down and grab a bite!

"You can relax now, I can manage by myself from now on."

"Thank you miss."

"And could you stop calling me 'miss'? It makes me feel weird."

"Very well, my lady."

"Robiiin!"

The dark-haired woman chuckled. "I'm sorry Nami, but you can't blame me for enjoying myself a little. This idea of yours is new to me too."

You could've fooled me. You have this down to a tee. Nami thought as she sipped her orange juice and observed Robin nibbling her croissant and pouring a cup of coffee.

After enjoying their fulfilling breakfast, Nami gathered everything up on the tray. "So how are we going to approach this? Should we just have you walk in like this and take everyone by storm, or would you prefer me going out there and giving everyone a little warning?"

Robin secretly felt happy Nami suggested that. Now that the moment to out her fetish had arrived, she'd begun feeling a large knot in her stomach. Her knees were feeling weak, and not just because of her legs enduring that ropework all night. 

"I think it might be safer if you announced to the crew we've start playing 'a little game'."

The weather manipulator nodded. "I'll figure something out." The orangette said as she took the tray and headed for the kitchen. Her hands were shaking a little as well. Truth be told, she didn't really know what to say to get her point across properly.

It's at times like this that being the sub makes life so much easier…

15 minutes later, Nami came walking back into the room.

"Okay, so I've brought everyone up to speed about the two of us regularly playing… different games at night. And that we're now going to bring them out in the open because we feel ready to do so."

"And how did they respond?"

"Zoro asked if it had anything to do with you running around last night with your arms tied behind your back. "

"So he did spot us."

"Apparently. But he added that it was none of his business how we entertained ourselves."

"Typical response. And the others?"

"Sanji swooned about the idea of us publicly playing erotic games, Luffy kept eating, and the others just said 'sure thing'."

"So, no real surprises then?"

"Nope."

Robin nodded and got up from her chair. "Guess we should head over there so you can introduce me properly then…"

"Alright everyone!" Nami announced with a clap of her hands as she hopped back into the kitchen. "Attention please, because here comes our maid for the day: The lovely Nico Robin!"

The tall historian gracefully walked into the room to her que, blushing faintly. My heart hasn't beaten this quickly in years… 

"Wooowwww!" Most of the men in the room went. But one voice rose above all others

"UUOOOHHHHH!!! ROBIN-SWAAAANN!!" Sanji bellowed, dancing around the archaeologist. "Y-y-you l-l-lo-look.. AAA-MAA-ZIIINNGG!!" He chanted.

"Thank you, cook-san. I'm hoping we can work together closely." Robin replied with an endearing blush on her cheeks. "Maids and cooks need to be on good terms after all." She added with a charming smile.

*bang*

Sanji hit the floor with a loud crash. The love-struck cook had fainted through sheer happiness.

"Tsk, damn ero-cook." Zoro muttered.

"Oh my, we might have made a bit too much of an impact here." Nami mused. "And we haven't even gotten to the demonstration yet."

"What demonstration?" Usopp asked curiously.

"The demonstration of Robin's outfit of course!"

"Awww! Can it transform?" Franky asked enthusiastically.

"Something like that. As you can clearly see, she's dressed for the role of a maid." Nami explained. "However when we're not in need of her assistance -or if she's badly behaved-, we can put our adorable maid here to rest." The navigator said as she folded Robin's arms around her waist and slipped all of the straps snugly into place.

By manner of demonstration, the archaeologist tugged her arms. But they remained secure.

"As you can see, she is now completely docile and harmless." Nami addressed the group like she was making a sales pitch, pinching Robin's buttock to make her yelp and frown.

"And should she continue to make a fuss, there is even the option of silencing her." The orangette then added out of the blue, producing a large black leather mask that would cover the lower half of her face and her entire neck.

Robin raised an eyebrow at her friend, but given the 'scene' they were in she couldn't really protest. So she gritted her teeth as se calmly turned around, letting Nami stand on her tiptoes to lace the mask into place.

"And there we are! Our maid is now perfectly secure and silent, like a good house hold help should be."

"But isn't it pointless if she can't… you know, help?" Usopp remarked. "She can barely move like that."

"If you need anything from her, just undo what you need." Nami replied cheerfully.

"Why doesn't she do it by herself?" Chopper asked.

"Because this thin collar around her neck is sea stone." Nami explained.

"So, Robin really is trapped in that thing?" Franky said surprised. “She can’t free herself with her devil fruit?”

The historian nodded calmly.

"And you don't mind?" Usopp asked confused.

Now she shook her head.

"This is the nature of our games." Nami elaborated. "We keep it light-hearted of course, so don't any of you get it into your heads to actually hurt her. She won't thank you for that. Everything else is fair game though." Nami added with a slap on Robin's bum.

"Hmnff!" The tall maid yelped into her mask.

"Any other questions?"

"How long is she going to be a maid for?"

"Hmm, the whole day probably."

"Aww! Sounds like a superrrr realistic game!" Franky cried out.

"If you discount the fact she'll be useless half the time." Usopp retorted.

Luffy chuckled with a wide grin. "So what? If it's her way to have fun, let her. Oi Nami, do you have another one of those outfits? We could dress you up too!"

"T-that won't be necessary!" The navigator replied hastily. "All of you are still new to this, so let's say either Robin or me HAVE to be free at any given moment."

"Sounds logical." Franky admitted. "For one I'd have no idea what either of you would say if something like that was strapped in place." The cyborg said as he pointed to the black leather gag mask.

Robin giggled softly before turning to Nami. With their demonstration over, she figured it was time she were released again.

But the cat burglar just grinned mischievously. "Something the matter, maid-chan?"

"mnf mrns (my arms)."

"What about them?"

"mf mhmn hmn mhrr (I'd like them freed)."

"Hihi, what for? Breakfast is over and done with. We won't be needing you for a while."

Robin frowned at her captor.

But Nami just walked off. "I'll be enjoying the sun for a little while. Have fun playing along with our game, everyone!"

"Hmrnn!" Robin growled, stamping her high heel on the floor in protest.

"Looks like 'maid-chan' doesn't agree with the rules of the game." Usopp smirked.

"Maybe she needs some cheering up music. Yo ho ho ho hoooh!" Brook offered.

"Now there's a thought!" Franky bellowed. "Aww! Maid-chan! Show us some dance moves!"

And with that, the party that had ran so late last night had taken right back off again. Except this time, Robin had no way of escaping it… or her outfit.

With Nami’s exit, the starting shot had been given. The secret Robin had carried around within herself all those years was finally out in the open, and her entire crew had taken it in their stride.

The infamous Nico Robin, cursed devil child of the grand line was standing amidst others whilst securely bound and gagged, dressed in an embarrassing and humiliating outfit, completely helpless to resist whatever whim the people around her had… And she had never felt happier.

The rest of the morning flew by, with Robin acting out her role as a maid perfectly and the crew joining in with their usual straw hat flair!

Most of her tasks entailed moving to and from the kitchen to bring refreshments, or even hand out a massage from time to time. Franky at one point asked her to assist by handing tools during his maintenance work.

But all of it happened under a playful atmosphere. Obviously, Robin would offer up some resistance from time to time, but the crew responded beautifully, either by strapping her up or gagging her. The fact she didn’t raise any more fuss than some meek protests told them she was okay with it after all.

Morning flew by in a flash, and before Robin knew it, she’d completely grown accustomed to her friend ordering her around and strapping her arms into their helpless state and leaving her to squirm around.

It helped a lot that she always had her emergency getaway to fall back on: Sanji the white knight. The gorgeous historian needed to do nothing more than pout at him and he’d come running to free her.

I’ll need to make sure to convince Sanji not to be so helpful by the time Nami and I switch places. Robin thought to herself with a playful smirk as she walked out with a tray of snacks for Usopp and Chopper who were fishing.

But mid-afternoon, it turned out that Nami and Robin's little confession wouldn’t be the only surprise of that day… Because Zoro suddenly announced the arrival of a small vessel.

"Which flag is it flying?" Usopp asked.

"None. But I can see a few people on deck we recognise."

"Who then?" Luffy asked.

"Believe it or not, it's Nojiko."

"NOJIKO?!" Nami yelped astonished. "How did she get here?"

"Hell if I know!" The swordsman called back.

Robin followed Nami to the starboard side. "From the looks of it, that is a revolutionary ship."

"So maybe Sabo came along too!" Luffy said hopefully.

"We'll know in a few minutes." Robin replied cheerfully.

Soon enough, Nojiko had made it onto the Thousand Sunny under guidance of none other than Koala.

“Robin-san!” The blonde chimed as she almost threw herself at the tall archaeologist. “I missed you!”

“I missed you too.”

“What are you wearing?” The karate user asked with a curious frown before shooing her men away since they were gawking at Robin’s immpeccable body so scantily clad.

“It’s a long story. Let’s just say this is a game between Nami and I that got out of hand.”

“OH, so you’ve finally had the courage to own up to your friends about your hidden fetish?”

Robin gave Koala a playful tap on her bum. “Not so loud.”

“Kya! HEY!” The bust revolutionary yelped.

“What if my game hadn’t been public?”

“Then you would have chosen a really weird outfit for this sunny day.” Koala said surly as she rubbed her rear. “I see you’re still a master at spanking.”

“And I’ll probably need it once I get out of this costume.”

Her blonde friend got a playful glint in her eyes. “You’re not in that thing by choice, are you?”

*smack*

“Ow!” Koala yelped again, but she couldn’t care less. “Hihi! Nami got the drop on you! Well done her! I never managed to pull that off.”

“Because I tended to be more on guard with you. I won’t slip up again.” Robin promised.

“IF she ever lets you out.” Koala teased. “What are those straps by the way? And that thing hanging from your neck?”

“Those are… accessories.” Robin lied quickly, taking a step back.

But it was too late, Koala had figured out the trick to her uniform. “Let’s see you wearing the whole thing!” She chimed, pulling Robin’s arms into place as she buckled them down.

“Wha- Koala! Hey! I was only just released!” Robin complained.

“Then I’ll be sure to tell whoever released you not to do it again.” The fishman karate user taunted as she pulled everything as tight as it went.

“Owww! Let me out!” Robin complained.

“Hihi, nope! This way you can’t spank me anymore.”

The tall historian glowered at her friend. “The second this seastone comes off, I’m strapping you into something similar.”

“I’m afraid your reach won’t be long enough for that. I’m not staying.

“You’re not?!” Robin replied, visibly disappointed.

“I only came here because I ran into that cute girl with the blue hair. One of my men overheard her looking for the straw hat crew and when investigated I found out she was a friendly. So I offered her passage on my way to pick up Sabo from a mission.”

“But that means you have to get going straight away.” Robin sighed. “I understand.”

“Maybe on my way back.” Koala offered. “If Sabo’s mission went well, I’ll ask him to drop me off here on my way to HQ.”

“I’d like that.” The raven-haired maid replied.

“Here’s hoping you’ll still be a trussed up maid when I get back!” Koala snickered, pinching Robin’s butt before getting off the Sunny and setting sail.

Oh, I wouldn’t count on it… The tall historian thought confidently as she stared out into the ocean as the revolutionary vessel grew smaller.

While Robin was offering the revolutionaries on board a friendly welcome, Nami had rushed up to her childhood friend as fast as her slender legs could carry her.

“NOJIKO! I missed you!”

“And I missed you!” The tanned beauty replied as she returned the embrace.

"How did you find us?" Nami yelped after breaking off the intense hug.

"The straw hat crew isn't exactly hard to miss. You people leave quite the trail of impressive stories." Nojiko replied.

"Heeheehee!" Luffy boasted. "We have to if we're going to become the number one pirate crew!"

"But what I was really asking was: How did you manage to catch up with us?"

"Koala dropped her off." Zoro explained.

"Then is Sabo here too?!" Luffy cried out ecstatically.

“I’m afraid not.” Nojiko replied. "A girl named Koala dropped me off. She said she had something to do on a nearby island.”

“Robin is seeing them off now.” Zoro elaborated for his captain before heading back up into the crow’s nest.

After the archaeologist had done that, she headed for Nami and their guest to introduce herself.

The bluenette looked at Robin with a puzzled expression. "Who might you be? You weren't with them when they saved my island from Arlong."

"I'm Robin, I am also part of the crew."

"Nico Robin? The devil child?!" Nojiko yelped. Although a clear undertone of doubt permeated that yelp.

The historian frowned. "You don't believe me?"

"Well, you look like a prisoner."

Nami giggled. "That's because she is. Well, not really but she is my captive."

"Your… captive?" Nojjko repeated. "I don't understand. Since when are you in the slaver business?"

"I'm not. This is a game."

"A game?!"

Robin sighed. "Nami, you're not doing a very good job explaining this."

"Well it's a pretty weird situation to explain after all." The former thief admitted. "Let me start from the top…"

After retreating to Nami's room to have some peace and quiet, the navigator gave her dear friend a succinct explanation -with some assistance from Robin-.

"I never realized you were into that!" Nojiko said astonished after she had been brought up to speed.

"Neither did I, until Robin showed me."

"And this is how you repay her? By keeping her like a slave?"

"She isn't bound all the time! We only got started last night!" Nami protested.

"Although you did trick me into this mess." The archaeologist jested.

"Because you went back on our deal!"

Nojiko giggled. "That something you don't want to do with Nami."

"I have learned that the hard way." Robin replied with a gentle smile, squirming in her maid outfit.

The weather manipulator grinned mischievously as she unbuckled the bright red ball gag someone had hung around Robin's neck during the day. "Seems to me you haven't quite learned your lesson fully though." She teased. "That mouth of yours is still too sassy."

With her arms restrained and her devil fruit inert, poor Robin didn't have much choice other than calmly letting Nami buckle the ball gag back into place. A voice in her head advised to break away and make a run for it, but she wanted to cut Nami some slack, since there was a friend of hers watching. So, the tall historian calmly allowed herself to be gagged once more.

Nojiko eyed the scene with eyes wide in surprise. "You're awfully good at this…"

The orangette smiled proudly. "Thanks, but this is nothing, really. Wait until you see our roles being reversed."

"Sorry?"

"Never mind. More importantly, how long are you staying?"

"I thought I'd hang out for a few days, until Koala and Sabo start making their rounds again to drop me off back home. I hope you don't mind?"

"Not at all. I'm really happy to see you again!"

"hmfnmnh hmnn mhnrr." Robin remarked.

Nojiko frowned. "What was that?"

"She said you're welcome here." Nami translated.

"You understood that?!"

"It takes a practiced ear." The cat burglar giggled.

"I'll take your word for it."

The buxom thief then popped the question Robin had been preparing herself for.

"Hey Nojiko, do you want a go?"

"Who, me?" her friend said surprised.

"Well you seemed intrigued when we explained our games."

"Of course I was, this is a side to you I never knew about!"

"Then why not join? It's the best way to get to know this 'new side'."

"So you want me to join these games?"

"Yes!" Nami replied enthusiastically. "We've only recently included the rest of our crew, but having another girl in the mix will liven things up even more!"

Robin nodded calmly, looking Nojiko straight in the eye.

"And how exactly will I be joining?" Nojiko asked her friend. She then pointed at the helpless archaeologist. "Am I going to be bound and gagged like she is?"

"Hmmm, maybe the other way around could be more fun." Nami said.

Robin rolled her eyes. Here we go…

"So, what then?"

Nami grinned at both her childhood friend and her captive. "Robin stays bound, and you get to take charge of her!"

"And what will you do?"

"Relax in the sun." Nami replied casually.

"Can't I just tie you up instead?" The bluenette offered, not exactly thrilled by the idea of having to assume control over a woman as infamous as Nico Robin.

"Hmmm, no thanks."

"Why not?"

"Because that would require letting Robin go, for safety reasons. And I'm not ready to do that just yet." The orange haired girl explained, smirking at the historian.

The bluenette just frowned confused. "You lost me."

"Oh, Robin will explain everything in detail… If you ever decide to take out that gag." Nami giggled. "For now let's just say it's much better for you to play with Robin than it is to take charge of me."

"If you say so." Nojiko replied, still note entirely convinced.

"I do. Trust me, Robin will make a much better toy."

"Hmrn." The raven haired woman groaned annoyed.

And the voluptuous visitor had noticed. "Are you sure about this? She seems upset."

"She's acting upset. Don't let her fool you into untying her, or we'll both be in trouble. I promise you that."

"So I can play with her, but not untie her?"

"That's the gist of it. Everything else is pretty much game though. She's very hardy."

Robin rolled her eyes. You sure are eager to make promises on my behalf.

Although deep down, Robin felt extremely curious to see what this half-sister of Nami would come up with.

"For example." Nami added as she snuck up behind her friend and reached round to give her large knockers a good squeeze.

"Hmnnff!" Robin moaned into her gag. "EY!"

"Hihi, what's wrong Robin? Embarrassed because there's an audience? Don't worry, no one from the crew is watching."

"Hmnnn!" Robin protested nonetheless, trying to worm out of Nami's grasp.

But the orangette wrapped one arm around Robin's waist and slapped her butt with the other. "Bad maid!" She grinned at her glaring captive.

Meanwhile, Nojiko looked on in awe. The joy in Nami's eyes was something she hadn't seen before. And although it was harder to make out for Robin, the bluenette could tell that part of her was enjoying the attention, and maybe even the 'forced damsel' aspect of her situation.

Just as suddenly as she got started, Nami backed off again. "If you do stuff like this you can never go wrong." Nami said, so casual it made her childhood friend blink a couple of times. “And Robin will be sure to speak up whenever she feels you need some directions.”

Nojiko then turned to the tall historian. "And you would be fine with me doing things like that as well?"

She remained silent for a brief moment, but eventually nodded.

"See? I told you: this is nothing but a game. And for this particular turn, you make the rules!" Nami chimed. "But if I might offer a suggestion, why not head for the bathroom? I'm sure Robin would love a bath after almost an entire day of slaving away in a tight-fitting leather costume."

This time the bound and gagged historian nodded a lot more vigorously.

"Then I guess its settled." The bluenette replied. "Please show me to the bathroom, Robin."

The moment Robin had led Nojiko to the Sunny's bathroom, the buxom young woman locked the door.

"Alright, since it seems I get to be in charge we'll be playing this game according to my rules."

The bound and gagged historian nodded. You can tell she and Nami grew up together. She thought.

However, to Robin's surprise, the blue haired visitor immediately removed her gag. "And that means I'd like your feedback as we move along."

"Sorry?"

"I meant that I want you to tell me whenever something is bothering you, or if you think something should be done differently."

"That's… not really the point of me being the captive, you do realize that I hope?"

Nojiko now began fidgeting. "Of course I know what I'm supposed to do. And I will admit that seeing Nami go to town on you just now made me feel… frisky. But I have absolutely no idea how to approach this by myself!"

Robin felt her mouth fall open. The blush on Nojiko's cheeks was adorable, endearing even!

The archaeologist chuckled softly. "Don't worry, Nami didn't either at first." She assured her captor. "I suspect that is the reason she's giving you free reign, without any supervision. She wants to let you explore your own ways of dominating a person."

"Wouldn't it make more sense to have me start out as the sub?"

"It would, but given the situation that's not really an option."

"Why not?"

"My guess is she doesn't feel confident about taking charge of someone without experience. After all, you have no idea of what your limits are so there's virtually no margin for her to mess up. Doing things the other way around -with you domming her- would work better, but even with that Nami has less margin than I do since I can take more punishment."

"I don't want to hurt you!" Nojiko protested.

"Of course you don't. Which is why I definitely make a better first sub for you than Nami would."

"But if you have the most experience, why didn't Nami just untie you and let you take control of me?"

Robin smirked at the bodacious bluenette. "Smart question." She complimented. "That would definitely have been the best scenario."

"So? Why not go with that?"

"Because she's scared of me."

"Scared of you?!"

"Yes. I've been bound and gagged for quite a while now, and she's trying to postpone the payback."

Nojiko frowned. "What payback? Don't you like being tied up?"

"I love it. But being her prisoner for this long was never the plan, she decided that on her own. So naturally, there will be a price to pay…"

Nojiko rubbed the bridge of her nose. "This is getting complicated. You say you want to be tied up, but when Nami does it you want to get revenge for it…"

"I'll admit you didn't arrive on our ship at the best of times. For now, let's just say that our bondage games have been going on for a while, and we take turns at being in charge. Nami just… dragged out her last turn a bit, so she is going to get a bit of a spanking for that."

"Literal or figuratively?"

Robin chuckled. "I haven't worked that out yet. Now, should we get started?"

"I suppose." The blue haired girl replied. "What do you want to do?"

"No. What do YOU want to do?"

"Me? U-uhm… I don't know."

"Well, we're in the bathroom." Robin offered. "How about you release my arms so I can run a hot bath for you?"

"Doesn't that count as untying you?"

"Hardly. The collar around my neck inhibits my devil fruit abilities. I might be able to overpower you, but capturing Nami would be out of the question since she's sure to be on guard… And I already promised to behave."

"Fair enough." Nojiko admitted as she unbuckled the tall, buxom pirate.

Robin proceeded to prepare a lovely hot bath with scented oils and lots of foam. "Your bath is ready, miss."

"Miss?!"

"Don't mind me, it's the outfit talking." The raven haired woman replied sheepishly.

The young woman shrugged and stepped out of her pale blue flowery dress; unclipped her black bra and pulled down her matching pair of knickers before slipping into the hot water.

"Oooofff! That's lovely!"

"I'm glad you like it."

"Are you going to join me?"

"This outfit doesn't appreciate water." Robin replied, turning around to show off the large amounts of leather enveloping her body.

"Hmm, that's a pity." Nojiko mused. "I was hoping to receive a massage…"

"I can do that from the side of the bath."

"Not a full body one."

"Hahaha, you are just as demanding as Nami."

"I'll take that as a compliment." The bluenette retorted. "Very well, here is my second order: go and change into an outfit -and restraints- that'll allow you to dip into this pool.

"You're giving me that much free reign?"

The buxom bluenette stepped out of the bath, her gorgeous body masked only by the large patches of foamy bubbles clinging to her faintly bronzed skin. "Yes, I'd like to start our relationship with a trust exercise." She replied. "I'll take off the padlocks that are keeping you trapped in that thing. In return, I expect you to keep your word and come back to me rather than leave for a crusade on my friend."

Robin's full lips curled into a smile. Well played, Nojiko. The tall woman thought as she realized her game:

I can't possibly betray your trust like this, right off the bat. I would come across as the ultimate sore loser… 

"Your wish is my command." The raven haired maid replied as she turned around.

"Good girl. OH! But make sure you're not spotted by Nami, because I just know she'll scold me for letting you out despite her warning me."

Robin giggled. “Don’t worry, I’ve handled my fair share of stealth ops. Nami won’t even know I’ve left this room.”

“Good.” Nojiko replied as she began the maid from her outfit.

After Nojiko had taken off all the padlocks, Robin hurried over to her own room and got changed as the blue haired girl had requested, taking the outfit back with her so they could continue Nami's initial game lateron as if nothing had happened.

When she returned, the tall archaeologist was perfectly dressed for bath:

A dark purple thong bikini showed off her magnificent body. Her restraints weren’t as intricate anymore, but still effective.

She had secured her hands with handcuffs, but they’d been locked front of her body so she could still use them. And to limit herself from running around, a pair of sturdy leg irons adorned her slender ankles.

"Wow! You look like some sort of harem slave." Nojiko grinned as her captive walked in.

"Well I needed something I could fit by myself without my copy and something that could tolerate water. So stainless steel was my only option. What do you think?"

"I think you should get in this bath, it's amazing!"

Robin didn't need to hear that twice. She was dying to get a nice soak after all her hours spent in captivity.

"Oooooaaahh!" She moaned happily as she slipped her luscious body into the steamy tub.

"Hihi, maybe you're the one who needs the massage!" Nojiko giggled as she practically lunged forward to bump her body into Robin's, who yelped in surprise.

"You've suddenly become a lot more forward."

"It's the bath environment, Nami and I used to mess around in it all the time as kids."

"That's might be another reason why she hinted at us coming here." Robin surmised.

"Could be." The bluenette replied as she turned around and settled into her captive's lap, pressing her back against Robin's large chest. "Massage please."

"Of course, miss."

Robin lifted her cuffed hands out of the water and began massaging Nojiko's neck.

"Hmnn, lovely." She purred.

"Thank you, miss."

"Could you do my shoulders too?"

*clink* the sound of the historian's handcuff chain rung from behind the bluenette.

"I can't reach both at the same time."

"Awww, why did you have to use cuffs with such a short reach?"

"Because I wouldn't be properly bound otherwise."

"Fine." Nojiko moped. "How about my back then?"

"I should be able to manage that." Robin replied as she reached further down to pressure her visitor's upper and lower back in turn.

"Hmnnn! Yeees!" She gasped. "Keep going."

For the next half hour, the raven haired archaeologist massaged every inch her captor commanded. And Nojiko just couldn't get enough of it.

"How did you get to be so skilled with your hands?" The blue haired girl asked curiously.

"Because I tend to use a whole lot of them at once." Was the smooth reply.

"Then it's a shame you only have two at your disposal right now, and limited ones at that."

"Once I have served my time as Nami's captive, I promise to show you what I can really do."

"I'll hold you to that." Nojiko replied as she moved towards the other end of the bath, leaving a bewildered Robin staring at her.

"Your turn." The bluenette said.

"Excuse me?" 

"I'll massage you now."

"What for?"

"Because I want to. Now will you get over here or do I have to command you?"

Robin smirked. "Coming, miss."

The tall, dark-haired archaeologist had soon settled into Nojiko's lap the way she had done with her before.

But instead of starting at the neck and shoulders, the eager bluenette reached right round to knead Robin's impressive knockers!

"Ah! Hey!"

"Yeeees?" Nojiko mused as she tugged on Robin's nipples.

"N-nevermind." The helpless woman sighed.

"Good!" She giggled as she squeezed Robin's breasts again.

"It's becoming more and more apparent you and Nami grew up together."

"How so?"

"You have that same playful streak."

"Why thank you." Nojiko replied proudly, moving on to Robin's shoulders, neck and back.

"Hmmnn." The historian moaned. "That feels divine!"

"I figured you could do with a little pampering after everything you've been put through."

"That's very kind. Although we're getting slightly off topic."

"What do you mean?"

"Nami sent us here so you could dominate me. To get a feel for what it is that excites her so much. But right now it's almost as if I'm the one in charge."

Nojiko reached round to tug on Robin's handcuffs. "You think?"

"Haha, fair point." Robin admitted as she settled into her captor's lap a little more. "But being a captive like this isn't all that bad."

"Well I'm new to this after all, I figured I'd go for something we'd definitely both enjoy."

"In that case your choice has been spot on." The tall woman replied, gasping those last words as Nojiko's fingers found a sensitive spot down the small of her back.

"There!" She moaned. "Right there please!"

"Hihi, sure thing, miss." Nojiko teased as she continued to work the stress out of Robin's back.

Robin began feeling so good she soon started squirming in the bluenette's lap.

"Hey, calm down a little!" The young woman said. "You're sloshing water all over the place."

"I can't help it." Robin replied coyly. "My body has been on edge ever since last night, I haven't had a moment of rest after all. And your amazing handiwork isn't exactly helping me cool down."

Nojiko smirked. "In that case, how about we take things a step further?" She offered, gently pushing Robin away to make her lean against the side of the bath.

"Care to elaborate?" She replied curiously.

"Oh, I think you already know." Nojiko said as she began peppering her captive's massive rack in kisses.

"Oooaahh! Yeessss!"

"You like that, don't you?" The tanned bombshell whispered in Robin's ear before taking her earlobe between her teeth and tugging it gently.

Robin bit her lower lip. "Hmn hmmnn!" She mewled, nodding eagerly.

"Good, because I'm only getting started!" Nojiko replied as she reached down into the bath and pushed down on the handcuff links to keep Robin's hands pinned beneath the water.

The historian responded by wriggling playfully. "I would hope so, it'd be as shame for you to back down after all this."

"I could never do something so mean!" The bluenette assured her captive as she used her free hand to gently finger her.

"Aaahh!" Robin gasped in delight. "Go on!"

And Nojiko did. In fact, the voluptuous bluenette gave the cuffed archaeologist everything she wanted and more. Despite being childhood friends, her MO was almost opposite of Nami's. Nojiko was an incredibly gentle domme, completely focused on her captive's pleasure to the point of neglecting her own. It was as if she and Nami were two sides of the same coin…

But that didn't mean she was a pushover. Oh God no. If anything, Robin felt more subservient towards her than with Nami. After all, how could you not want to return the favour after someone's shown you so much kindness?

So after the tall, darkhaired historian had finally had her fill, she immediately began gorging herself on Nojiko's impeccable body, granting each and every request the bluenette threw at her.

"Aah! Aaaahhh!" The tanned visitor moaned at the top of her lungs, her back arching in pleasure as she ground her hips into Robin's face after she had dove into the bathwater to slip her tongue into the bluenette's folds.

Amazing! Was all Nojiko could come up with. The speed with which she was nearing her orgasm was mind boggling!

She's incredible! It's like she can read my mind!

"Mooorrre!" The young woman howled as she bucked eagerly despite having only just climaxed.

But Robin didn't mind, she was just as frisky. She dove right back into the water to nibble on Nojiko's clit and lap at her labia until the bluenette finally cried out she'd had enough.

"Pfeww. You have quite an appetite." Robin sighed as she leaned back against the side of the tub and opened the taps to add some more hot water.

"Most of that was because you kept me wanting more." The tanned young woman replied, blushing faintly.

The hana hana fruit eater chuckled. "Well you did set the bar quite high."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean that your style of dominating is quite unique. Rather than forcing me or making me submit, you just… won me over. By being sweet to me."

"I did?! But I thought this was what you guys always did."

"In a sense, that's true. We do play around. It's just that Nami tries to make me do her bidding by using power play, because she wants to prove to me she can be a decent domme. Don't get me wrong, I love that side of her. It gives me a thrill every time. But your approach felt… refreshing, I guess."

"Thank you." Nojiko giggled. "I figured you could use some gentle care after everything Nami put you through.

"And you were correct. More so than I ever imagined." Robin sighed happily as she sunk deeper into the bath. "This little pick-me-up was exactly what I needed to keep going for the rest of the day."

"The rest of the day?"

"My maid outfit, remember? Nami's overall game hasn't ended yet."

"So you're really going to let yourself be zipped up again? I thought for sure you'd overpower me and turn the tables instead."

The buxom historian now swam closer to Nojiko, planting her hands onto the bath floor either side of her hips. She leaned forward until her rock hard buds slowly began to caress the toned skin of Nojiko’s breasts. "Would you like me to?" She offered in a gentle tone, her clear blue eyes peering into Nojiko's dark ones.

A shiver ran down the bluenette's spine. That sounded surprisingly… erotic!

"M-maybe some other time. We should start wrapping up our bath time."

"Fair point." Robin replied, lifting up her hands to have the cuffs removed.

"You want me to free you now?"

"I need to dry myself, or that leather maid outfit is going to feel very awkward on my body."

"That's true I suppose." Nojiko admitted, climbing out of the bath and helping Robin follow suit. "You're not going to turn the tables on me after all, are you?" She asked as she produced the keys to the handcuffs.

"Don't worry. After your amazing pampering, I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I paid you back so poorly."

The bluenette smirked. "Guess I did something right at least."

"Oh, you can be sure of that. It shouldn't come as a surprise with you and Nami being so close, but you're a natural at this."

The historian then smirked as she turned around to let Nojiko zip her back up.

Which means our games are going to become twice as much fun…