11945: Bunker.
Nightime.
"I need a reminder of your loyalty to us." she had said, circling the tall black haired android, riding crop in hand.
"On your knees, soldier."
Good as ever, 26E did as asked with no hesitation, but White could see the woman tense up from the way her shoulders shook lightly.
She felt horrible for putting her through this, and incredibly dirty for disrespecting the former human this way, but the alternative would have been way worse.
If she hadn't accepted, then there wouldn't be anything human left in the other woman, and she had sworn to never, ever, do a reset on her personality or her memories, no matter the cost.
Perhaps 26E, no, Nico Robin, would hate her, but it was a price that White was willing to pay.
One more person on the list of people that despised her made little difference at this point.
"I now ask you, to do all you're told to, and service me as I please. Do you understand?"
With a small gulp, Robin nodded. "Yes, Commander."
She wasn't new to these things, she had to sell her body plenty of times in order to convince pirate captains to shelter her for the time being. But something about White made this more intimidating than what it should have been.
She was used to it, so then why was she afraid?
White held her riding crop under her chin, so that she'd look up to her. "Visor off, I want to see your eyes."
Just as she asked, the black cloth came off in one swift motion, and left forgotten on the floor for the time being. It had been years since White saw those eyes of hers, different colors for one different being.
Right eye blue, and left eye brown, as alluring as ever.
"Beautiful…" she whispered.
It had been absurd to think that the Council of Humanity even asked her to change the woman's eyes to the standard blue ones combat units had. She'd been glad when the woman fiercely opposed it, at least she did show she still had some willpower left.
Even if this situation could say otherwise about it.
White still had yet to figure out why a human would be so submissive and obedient, regarding an android that was supposed to worship the ground she walked on.
But that instead was forcefully having said human satisfy her needs.
"Take off the gloves too, you'll be touching me with your bare hands."
Once again, Robin did as asked, untying the laces one by one with deft fingers, though she wondered… wasn't White going to make use of her body? Wasn't this situation the same as ever?
It was how it always went, wasn't it?
White walked over to her desk, sitting on it, and motioning for her to walk over too. To walk, and not crawl, like she had to do other times in the past. Crop still held under her chin, the Commander gave yet another order.
"Kiss me."
Once more, Robin did as demanded, hunching over, fully conscious of her towering height that right now in this situation meant absolutely nothing.
She met the Commander's lips with her own, softly, to not accidentally anger nor hurt her. Sometimes Robin was still very self conscious of her body being so much stronger than it was before, and it was hard to not think about hurting people with a small touch.
She'd be capable of it, she just knew.
And also she wasn't quite sure how it would have reacted in this kind of act, she did not try to test those kinds of limits, not that she was willing to find out either.
Immediately, White's hands went for her hair, pulling her closer, but she didn't pull any strand, instead her gloved hand simply tangled itself into Robin's black locks and nothing more.
With a small bite on her lower lip, though not enough to hurt, White wordlessly demanded she'd open her mouth, and Robin obliged, letting the Commander's tongue do whatever it wanted with her mouth.
She was just as authoritative in this as she was normally.
As they parted, White locked her green eyes to those pretty ones again.
"Undress me."
Robin frowned once more, thinking she'd be the one losing clothes here but didn't question the Commander's request, eyes searching for the zipper of her uniform, until White herself, with a gentler touch than she expected, took her hand and guided her to it.
The dress came undone quickly just as soon as Robin gave a tug to the zipper, leaving the Commander in nothing but the leotard she wore underneath. What was the issue with YoRHa and leotards? She briefly wondered, remembering that 2B also wore one under her dress.
Someone here clearly had a liking for these things. Whoever it was that designed their uniforms that was.
Soon enough even that came off, and she was left with the sight of White entirely naked before her, as she took off her gloves, only the boots remained. Yet, for some reason she felt like the one that was laid bare here.
Such was the intimidating power of the woman in front of her, she looked so powerful even in such a vulnerable state.
Robin was almost jealous of it, she wished she had this ability while she was on Earth with all those men…
White's hand came to hold her chin, but she didn't squeeze. "You look bothered, 26E."
She didn't miss that as soon as she noticed it, the emotionless mask the human wore was back in place in a mere fraction. "It is nothing, Commander."
White hoped she wasn't stirring something truly bad behind those eyes of hers. She wouldn't be surprised if she was, after all she deserved all the spite coming to her.
Her fault for being a total coward, but the other option gave her little choice in the matter. 26E, no, Nico Robin and her knowledge and memories were too important to be sacrificed for a whim of the council, just for failing one single mission.
Even if it had been about A2.
Not wanting to think about it further, for now, she gave in to feeling even more disgusted with herself, opening her legs and baring herself for the human to see.
"I trust you know what to do. Use your mouth only."
A nod as the black haired woman lowered herself on her knees again, accepting and submitting to her will once again. She hated this, hated that this woman was complacent with everything and anything too.
Just who was she before all of this?
Was acting this way a constant in her previous life, or was she that much scared of her to never question a thing?
These questions died in her mind as the human's tongue made contact with her lower lips and clit, giving way to pleasure. Pleasure she shouldn't be allowed to feel, this was absolutely deplorable…
And yet, here she was, enjoying herself to the dismay of her best soldier…
She allowed a growl to escape her lips, hoping she'll pass it for pleasure and not frustration, because that was what it truly meant. But White wasn't allowed to admit it.
She wasn't allowed to admit so many things, just give orders and she was so damn tired of this all…
If Nico Robin only knew the truth, she'd probably kill her on the spot and she wouldn't even try to avoid that happening. Thinking to herself, she wondered in which way this smart assassin would use to end her.
Other soldiers called her cold and cruel, yet here the humans was… eating her out slowly, lovingly and reverently, like she deserved to be treated this way.
How could someone be so unaffected by everything, and yet so gentle at the same time?
Perhaps this was a human thing, or perhaps one side was all just a facade.
Perhaps even caused by White herself.
How could she ruin this being with her own hands like she ruined many others already? With what kind of permission had she allowed herself to do such a cruel thing?
She was the evil one here, those other soldiers were wrong, 26E was different, she was…
"Good…" the word left her lips in a breathless whisper before she could stop it.
Was she wrong though?
The human's response was to drag her tongue all the way up on her slit, before snugly slipping it inside, and White couldn't restrain a small moan forcing its way out from her mouth.
Despite all the odds, this woman was so good in what she did, even this…
Definitely this wasn't the first time she pleased someone, not a woman at least. She knew her way around, and White hadn't felt such pleasure from anyone before. Perhaps it was all just experience.
And she felt both excited and gross at the same time.
She should not be loving this.
And yet…
In a moment of weakness, she allowed herself to slip her hand in the woman's soft black hair, leaving gentle caresses. It had been the best she could do to repay her, as green eyes watched 26E's face, her sly tongue working her magic, her eyes half closed and determined to complete her task, whatever it was…
As always.
Kind, efficient, loving, and yet cold, and distant at the same time.
Such a mystery this woman was. An alluring one that was.
No wonder so many soldiers were drawn to her, it must have been the human charm she had.
They loved humans, and White was no different, and in this very moment she was reminded of this very detail of their core programming.
Reason why she swore off from laying her own hands and violate the human's body, directing on herself all the attention instead.
Little did she know that, for as much as it was bringing forth terrible memories, was being very much appreciated from Robin. For once, even in this awful situation, she felt at least an ounce of control over it.
A tiny change from the norm, though she was ever grateful for her strong mask she practiced so hard to have, to not let any emotion slip through.
Because inside she was honestly terrified of what else would White ask from her.
Inwardly, she was both grateful and horrified when she finally felt the Commander crumble under her ministrations and come undone before her.
With one last lick, she forced herself to look up and meet the woman's green eyes, doing her best not to allow her fear through, looking on and waiting for White to recover. Disheveled and with her cheeks painted red, she was quite the odd and rare sight to see.
She didn't truly want to know what came next.
And White's next words did so much as to shock her entirely.
"This would be all."
Robin couldn't help it as her eyes widened. "What?"
"Didn't you hear me?" White pointed with her crop at the discarded items that did not belong to her. "Collect your things and go back to your room. You're dismissed."
Again, she watched the mask crumble and reform itself in mere seconds as the woman did as she asked, putting the items back on her hands and over her eyes, and leaving without another word.
As soon as the human was out of sight, White threw her crop away with an angry shout.
The loyalty of this person… it was so much and so wrong…
"Why? Why won't you rebel?"