Spoiler: Tech +1 (1/4 of engineer - lack of tools, hands behind her back) + 16 vs 20 DC - fail Spoiler: Distraction +2 (pheromones) +13 vs DC 10 - success The Twi'lek threw her head back, moaning with pleasure, as Seri's tongue drilled her. She put one of her legs on a box, allowing the Zeltron a better access to her pussy. She arched, her bountiful chest jiggling from excitement. She grabbed her breasts and started massaging them, unaware of Seri's attempt to free herself. The Zeltron had no tools and had her hands behind her back, so it was far more difficult then she would like it too... and she indeed failed to free herself... at least she was not noticed - her jailor to busy with tongue in her pussy.
First Crix unstrapped Ahina shoes as she strugle in Tai's grabbs. Ahina kicked with her legs, as Crix unwrapped her belt and pull down her trousers. It may look like she is resisting, but in reality she played along with them. "You are quite skilled with undressing ladies, Crix". Ahina gasped, as Tai unfasted straps on her breastplate. Metal hit the floor, as Crix move up and removed her armprotection. Tai grabbed Ahina top and with swiff swing she remove it from her torso, leaving Ahina just in her underwear. Simultanity, Crix grabbed her pantiens, and Tai her bra and in the same time undressed her complety. Now, there is in the room one full dressed in armor men and two naked woman. Ahina looked at Tai and smiled. "It look like we are at mercy of our leader". She said, playfully covering her breast with arms and making Tai to do the same with her own. Ahina's breast were a little bit smaller than Tai, but more perky. Both girls looked with obiedence at Crix standing above them.
Seri groans a curse, muffled with her mouth pressed tight between the Twi’lek’s thighs. Her failure to free herself bites hard at her failing morale, but as she continues her submissive work, delving deep and curling her tongue upward to cup the woman’s inner mound, a further - desperate - idea presents itself. She speeds up, bobbing her head as she refocuses on her captor’s clit, her cheeks hollowing as she sucks on the little bulb mercilessly. She pulls out all the stops, licking, breathing, slurping on the Twi’lek’s most sensitive area, trying to push the other woman to the edge of overstimulation.
So few suitable clothes, and so little time left. Nami tried not to let her anxiety show – if the others really were looking to her as a leader, she couldn’t let them down now. Kaelan was right; there was no way the patrols would overlook her moving so many women in obvious slave attire. She went with Kaelaen to meet up with Jura again on the ship’s bridge. “All right,” she said, once she’d gathered her thoughts. “If we take those jumpsuits for Kaelaen, and for the Zeltron woman downstairs – put her on a stretcher, and between us we can carry her back to my ship. I have enough documentation and equipment in my bag to prove that I’m a doctor if we’re asked. The patrols shouldn’t bother us too much.” She turned to Jura. “Your job will be to fly everyone else out with this ship. Whatever you need to make that happen, I’ll do my best to get it for you first. If either of you knows a safe spaceport we can meet up at again – if it’s worth the risk…” She shook her head, and looked to the two of them. “Any thoughts?”
Crix smirked at the statement. "Well, I had some practice~" He smiled as he took of another piece of clothing. "Especially during sparring." He nodded his head. The man started slowly removing pieces of his armour, until he stood naked, with his dick enlarged and half erect. "Well... we shall have fun, yes~" He chuckled. "Don't worry, I am a very merciful leader~"
It takes some time, but not that much to bring the Twi'lek to the edge of her climax. She arched with pleasure, moaning loudly, arching her back, leaning against the wall to keep balance. Her sex juices flowed into Seri's mouth as she started climaxing, her body shaking, twitching, coiling, her hand on Zeltron's head, gripping her hair strongly...
Jura nodded. "Well... first that comes to mind... where will we be going?" She asked. "We are in Zygerian space, after all." The other woman spoke softly, Nami almost missed her voice. "What if you are captured?" She asked, her eyes full of fear. A few women looked at each other nervously before turning back to Nami. "Or if someone comes with an inspection after you left?" Another one asked, she paused to explain the point. "I mean, do we leave when you start your ship, or do we leave first?"
Ahina nodded to Tai and they both get on their knees before Crix half erect penis. "That sounds interesting. Did you undress Tai during one your sparring? With someone watching"? She asked, as they both begin titsfucking Crix cock, to make it harder and bigger. "Show us your strength and power over us, our leader". Ahina said as they squizee their breast, massaging his cock. Ahina noticed behind Crix, in his stuff, two pairs of handcuffs and smiled. " I guess you dominated over girls not just by your strenght". She chuckled as she felt his cock getting harder.
She takes it. Like she always has, like the good girl Adara made of her; like a good girl does. Her scalp aches at the pull of her hair, but she takes that too, gulping down the rush of release. But she doesn’t just take it. She feels a twist of guilt as she bucks her head upward against the woman’s stomach - seeking to wind her in the midst of her sensual overload with a quick and dirty headbutt.
A shiver ran through Nami. She reached out to offer a comforting arm to Kaelaen. “Whatever we do, there’s going to be risk,” she said, softly. “All we can do is to have faith in each other, in our skills. I’m going to do everything I can to keep everyone safe, and I know you all will too.” She looked over at Jura. “You’ll have to take off without waiting for us,” she said. “Before there’s any suspicion of something going on. I know I’m asking a lot of you, of everyone. If there’s any other way out of this – if you can think of any way to make this less dangerous – ” She trailed off, the biggest remaining question in her mind: where to? She dug deep into everything she’d learned or overheard of the criminal underworld, hoping to recall some backwater spaceport in this region where they could lie low, or a local contact who might direct them…
For a moment, Crix allowed the two to work on his shaft, getting biggert and stiffer, as their tit ground against his meatsaber. "I don't know, why in your mind you would think we are an item~" Crix shook his head as he dropped the handcuffs next to each of women. He slowly moved his hand over the two's heads and hair, before his hand snapped and coiled around their throats. "Now, cuff your hands behind your backs... and coat my boots~" He ordered.
Spoiler: Attack +2 (sneak *2) + 11 Vs DC 9 (-1 distracted) It is little difficult to act from her knees, and as Seri moves her head back and then uses her head to hie the woman, she misses completely the stomach - instead striking between her legs, into tender sensitive flesh- "Yhmm!" A silent whisper escaped the Twi'lek. Tears welled in her eyes as she fell on her knees, both hands over her pussy, eyes open wide, pain and pleasure mixing in a way that left her completely defenceless. Seri then moved her head back and struck again, her forehead striking the head of purple woman. With a silent uff, she collapsed on the floor, unconscious.
The women looked at each other. "Maybe... There is someone on planet who could help us?" One suggested. "Like who?" Other asked. "Well New Republic-" "Pfft!" The answer was interrupted by a snort. "Yeah right. The New Republic doing anything competent and not corrupt is like Empire being democratic." Spoiler: Knowledge 1 +2 (Street Creed + underworld connections) + 13 Vs DC 10 As she thought about it, Nami remembered a story she once heard, about a space station not far from Zygeria state, one that served as a point for smugglers, bount hunters and criminals as a base of operations.
Ahina gasped for air as Crix strangle her with just one hand. She doesn't know that he is THAT strong. When he let them go, girls breath fast and hungry for air. "As... As... As you command, leader". Ahina whisper, and grab handcuffs and take Tai hands and cuffed them behind her back. "Tell me, did he often done that to you"? She whisper to Tai and then cuffed her own hands behind back. Ahina's skin become sensive, metal restrain locked her moved and she was again naked and defendless, on the mercy of the men. Her pussy getting wet from such expirence. Ahina and Tai, both fall on their knees and began kissing Crix foot. Two powefull warrior woman, naked, restrain, at mercy of strong alpha male.
“Kriff.” Seri groans, her head hanging heavy, blinking away stars as pain explodes behind her eyes and forehead. “Sorry.” She mumbles at the unconscious Twi’lek, a pang of guilt chasing the swollen feeling in her face. She tries not to think too hard about the consequences for the other woman. She starts a new kind of dance, working to bring her bound arms as low as possible, with the aim of scooting her not-insignificant bottom, and then her legs through the gap created by her cuffed wrists. Employing all of her dexterity and flexibility, she strains hard, aiming to end up with her wrists bound in front of her, rather than behind.
Nami nodded as she took in the other two’s thoughts. “There’s one outpost I can think of that we could head for, once we’re off this planet,” she said. “It’s not a safe place, but safer for us than Zygerrian territory. At least we should be able to resupply there before we move on.” She described the place to Jura, making sure she knew how to get there. But the question of help here and now was still a good one – if not the Republic, then who else? Again, she tried to think of any possible contacts she could get in touch with in a hurry. She was already too deep in debt to gangsters, but if it meant getting all these women to safety, she’d find a way to pay.
Tai doesn't answer, as she simply gasped as handcuffs locked behind her back. As the two get to kissing his boots, he grabs them by the hair and raises a little. "That's not what I had in mind." He growled as he sat down, the tips of his boots pointing slightly into the air. Tai immediately gets what was required and she slowly suits on the tips, making it tease her sex. She moaned lightly as she started grinding against the boot.
Only answer of the downed woman was a whimper. Spoiler: Dex 20 Vs DC 15 - critical success She bend and twisted like a professional dancer. She twisted and soon, the cuffs were in front of her - not only that, she must have damaged them in some way, because as she puts them in front of her, the magnetic field failed, and the cuffs opened and landed on the floor with a soft cling.
Jura, the pilot, hummed and nodded, at the description of the place. "As long as you provide coordinates, and there is enough fuel, I can take us there." She nodded. Spoiler: Knowledge 1 +2 (Street Creed + underworld connections) +5 Vs DC 15 - fail Tried as she could, Nami could not think of anyone who could have aided them.
Ahina slowly follow Tai's egzample and she slowly suits on the tips of Crix boots and tease her pussy. Both girls simultany moaned, as they grinding against the boot. "Ah! This... This isn't your first time, to dominate two woman at once! Ah!!! You... You probably done it with more girls at once, Ahhh!!!" Ahina strugle in her handcuffs, trying her best to keep balance on the Crix boot.
