Gailte sights and shakes her head. Young and naive. "He is a Hutt - a cunning one at that. He will except the deception... and he will have his bodyguards waiting. The one who you bribed, don't count on him keeping the deal. No, you will have to wait until he lowers his guard. No, you will allow him to touch me and do everything he wants with me, as long as it's in Tarkin's limits, cause there is more at stake." Gailte grabbed her daughter's shoulders. "I don't want him only dead. I want you to kill him and take over his organisation. I want it to become one of foundations for your power." She paused. "There is also chance that he will not give you full data or give you false data. You have to plan for that."
Xarrina looks at her mother for a moment, before she nods. "Okay. I'll wait. Damn it!" As she swears, the chandelier in the ceiling falls down, shattering. "What do you mean, take over his organisation? I'm not a gangster, I don't know the first thing about running a criminal empire. The data is fine, I have a device that can measure its authenticity."
"If you don't know, then delegate. If you don't want to lead it, then rob the Hutt blind. Take his slaves and ships, and make them yours. Take his riches. Takes his databases with contacts and intelligence." She paused. "To decive him, you will need to present me as prisoner - bound and helpless." Gailte pushed her bag to Xarrina. "You will have to show disregard to me, to show your distance to me. Either by humiliating me or using violence on me. That will make Kita lower his guard."
"Okay, mum. I'll do what needs to be done. And then I'll take everything he has." The Zabrak picks up the bag. "After, when I've taken over, will you help me? Give me advice from time to time?"
Gailte smiled and hugged Xarrina. "As long as you will have me, I shall aid you." She swore sincerely, embracing her daughter.
Xarrina hugs back, tight. "Mum, I know you think that I hated you, back in the day. I never did. I love you." Releasing her mother, she looks in the bag, laughing nervously as she sees the bdsm stuff inside. "I see that you've come prepared".
Hearing her daughter's confession, Gailte had no words, only hugged her tighter, any response unable to leave her throat. She then laughed looking at the bag. "You know me. But Xarrina, if you are not sure if you will manage, delegate your apprentice to the task..." And wasn't that news - her daughter had a student of her own.
"DT? He's reliable enough, and pretty powerful. Time will tell if he has what it takes to survive his training, but I think he'll make it. Plus, he's not a bad lover." She grins. "I can do it. I'll run the operation. With you helping me, I'll be unstoppable. And if you ever need the help of a criminal empire, well..." They feel the jolt as the ship speeds to hyperspace.
Gailte laid on the bed, hugging her daughter, stroking her... head spikes... and back. "So, tell me, how is it that a nerd decided to follow the path of force user." The rest of travel, Gailte spent reacquaintance with her daughter.
Gailte sighed as she felt ship exit hyperspace. "Well, it looks like, it's time." She got up. She put collar on her neck then attached leash to it. She then handed the leash to her daughter. "I'm counting on you. I trust you." She said, then gagged her mouth with a bit-gag and cuffed her hands behind her back. She was now completely at her daughter's mercy.
“Really? I was thinking that between the three of us then...” She gave a shrug. It was simple enough bait that only a moron would fall for, but her opinion of him wasn’t that high. “Even so, you just have a simple job of dress up. Do this for me...and I’ll play dress up with you too.”
Dannan wasn’t too surprised at how easily he was roped into it. In her head, she was probably overconfident, assuming she had already foreseen every possible scenario of the mission and how to make the best of them. “I had a feeling. All you need to do is disguise yourself as a storm trooper get to their comm tower and alert them that the consortium members are disguised as troopers. Then, we just simply fly an extraction ship a few klicks down the mountain while they are busy fighting amongst themselves. Then just head to the extraction point west for pick up.”
Art nods. "I want part of my payment in advance, though. Cyrus thinks, right or wrong, that you're his woman now. He might not want me getting my hands on you". He points down.
@Tjf Seeing that everyone dispersed, Loreley grabbed two beers and approached the Mirialan woman, 'Hi, I'm Loreley. Nice to meet you.' She extended one beer to her with a smile.
Cara smiles back. "I'm Cara, Fendrat's friend." Seeing Tarrik, she scowls at the pilot, who blows raspberries back at her.
“Nothing inside my pussy or in my ass. I only have the one outfit to walk around in.” Leaning against the table, she used the counter to push her heavy breasts closer towards him as she began to unfasten, a little annoyed, but none too surprised. She had saw this happening too and it was just barely a rock in the grand scheme of things.
The young man's breath catches as he sees Danann strip. He fumbles at his pants, pulling them down with his underwear, revealing a sizeable cock that's already mostly hard at the sight of the doctor. "You're so beautiful". He breathes. Tentatively, he touches her breasts, caressing her nipples, as his cock grows from mostly hard to rock hard.
