“It’s too bad toydarians are immune to the force” Vahlia smirks and walks past to find the cockpit. She wanted to get off this base as quickly as possible.
As the intercom announces that there are only five minutes before they reach Coruscant, Teal lifts his lover up, flipping her around to face him. His pole stands hard, as he lowers her back down, brushing it against her tight asshole, using her juices as lubricant. With a sharp thrust, he enters her second hole, fucking wildly into her. Teal kisses Gailte passionately, one hand squeezing her large breasts, the other snaking down to plunge into her sopping wet cunt. "Ready, slut? Ready to climax for me?"
She presses some buttons and switches before launching off once she got high enough in the sky she hit light speed.
After a few boring hours, the ship reaches Dathomir. The planet below them shines with an odd looking, unearthly red glow. Vahlia heads towards a spot on the map that Silri indicated, landing in a valley nestled between jagged mountains and sickly, dead looking plants. The woman's voice echoes through her head. "Good. You have arrived. Now, it is time to see if you are worthy of the title of Night Sister". Vahlia feels herself being drawn to a spot outside the ship, to a crevasse between to large rocks.
Vahlia looks for her servant on the ship and has her come. She lets the rest of her crew to stay on board and guard the ship. Once outside of the ship she follows the voice of Silri. She seeks to be worthy of the title of Night Sister.
It takes cajoling, but eventually Meetra agrees to follow her mistress. Together, they head through the musty red air of Dathomir, entering the crevasse. It takes a moment for her eyes to adjust to the darkness. Making her way through the crevasse, into a cave, Vahlia spots a multi legged creature hissing at her. It rears back, sending a glob of acidic green fluid towards the women, barely missing, before dashing forward to attack.
“What is that!?” Vahlia says in shock and displeasure as she dodges another attack. She pulls out her staff and watches once more.
Meetra cowers behind Vahlia. "Why am I here? I'm just a secretary!" The spider presses its weight on its hind legs, and spits another glob of acid at Vahlia. As the acid approaches, the bounty hunter feels the world around her slow down slightly.
With both of her holes fucked, Gailte could barely make a contrehent response. She could only moan and hold Teal's sides. And await the comming orgasm.
Teal picks Gailte up and lays her down on the table. He hilts himself inside of her ass, his fingers rubbing her pussy until she cums. When he feels her orgasm, he pulls out, and with a roar, cums over her body, spurt after spurt covering her breasts and face.
Fendrat pull out, building heat and pleasure for Cara, but didn't let's her come yet. "Yes, you are my Cara! You always being my Cara. Who are you?" He asked grabbing harder both her breast, as she strugle in the bounds, not being able to get free hersellf.
Gailte arched and pan loudly as her climax rocked her body. As Teal was finished cumming, she slid from the table, to her knees, and started licking his cock, cleaning it.
Teal moans out as she licks him, his expression softening. The animalistic lust on his face disappears and is replaced by the usual charming smile. "Ma'am, you're bloody fantastic." @asddas193 @unisol_gr44 The ship gives its familiar jolt, as it exits hyperspace and begins moving towards the capital. Valeria's voice rings out of Gailte's commlink. "Ma'am, we've arrived. Grand Moff Tarkin requests your presence on his station at your earliest convenience".
She writhes around. "I'm yours, baby! I'm yours!" There's a jolt as the ISD exits hyperspace. Cara tugs at her bonds. "Please, let me cum!"
Gailte moves her head few more times, cleaning the Teal's cock, before letting it go with a smack. "That was nice, but we have to finish. Dismissed." Gailte went for a quick shower, then travelled to Tarkin.
Showered and clothed, Gailte makes the familiar trip from the Lion to Tarkin's station, escorted to the cavernous throne room. Once the massive doors open, however, she sees that things are not as they usually are here. Tarkin isn't sitting on his throne, but instead standing to the side of it. On the other side stands the imposing figure of Lord Vader. It takes a moment before she recognises the cloaked figure hunched in the seat, a withered old man. He raises his head to see her better, and she sees that the geriatric she's looking at is none other than his higness, Emperor Palpatine. Below the dias, not having noticed Gailte's arrival, stand Admirals Motti and Zenobia. The latter looks upon the former in a rage, as the male admiral gives his version of events. "It was that whore, Ennassax! She must have given our location away to the Rebels. Reports indicate that she had a conversation with not only a Rebel officer, but a Jedi Master!" He sneers. "Ennassax has a record of having intimate relations with Jedi. It's clear that she's still in league with them, and is a traitor. This...fool", he gestures at Zenobia "either aided the Commodore in her betrayal, or was too incompetent to realise that Ennassax was complicit. Either way, she's just as guilty. Your majesty, Grand Moff, Lord Vader, I recommend that Commodore Ennassax be stripped of her rank and executed. Vice Admiral Zenobia should be expelled from the service". Zenobia opens her mouth, clearly about to launch a tirade against Motti, when Tarkin cuts her off. "Silence. The Commodore has arrived." Tarkin directs Gailte to stand before the dais. "Speak, Commodore". His voice is cold and serious. Neither Vader or Palpatine have spoken, though Gailte thinks she can see a sadistic grin on her emperor's face. Tarkin elaborates. "Tell us what occured during the battle of Mon Cala, in your own words." After he stops speaking, the only sound that can be heard in the chamber is the loud breathing from Vader's respirator.
Just as the ship arrived at Coruscant, DT-L30 immediately took his leave. Wearing civillian clothes which hid his cybernetic arms and legs, he heads for the bar Xarrina designated.
