'Aghn~, they're all yours,' Loreley moaned and giggled as Teal started to please her chest. She loved having her breasts and nipples groped and fondled, biting her lip at the pleasure. When Tarrik started to deepthroat Teal, Loreley smirked, 'Bloody hell, girl. I can't do that.'
DT-L30 nods as the admiral authenticated the data, he begins debriefing. Telling the admiral what happened, while leaving some naughty details out. He'll also tell him that Xarrina has successfully usurped the hutt's organization, adding it to the empire's own. And when he was asked to remove his chest plate, DT-L30 raises an eyebrow. Until the admiral explained himself, the death trooper does as he asked. Revealing his bare chest, which had the scar from his initiation. Then as he was once again assaulted with lightning, DT-L30's fists clench. "Rrrrrhh!" He groans, trying his best to keep himself from screaming in pain. Once it was finally over, DT-L30 breathes deeply, "I-is that right?" He pants, "If I may ask, what exactly is my rank now?" He said as he puts on his chest plate. Once he was fully armored again, DT-L30 shakes the admiral's hand.
"That." She gave a nod while slamming her whole wrist inside of Mari's cunt. "The denvorian gave that to me....it really fucks with you." She was putting it mildly, getting a little distracted by watching Mari's enthusiasm of sucking Cyrus's dick while Dannan was bullying her body from behind, taking her other arm back to pull and tug at Mari's nipples over her clothes, then sliding her hand underneath Mari's clothes to brutalize her breasts again. Looking down at her, Dana had a somewhat amused smile while she got more and more forceful, fisting Mari's cunt."I'm kind of worried that it may quite literally break her brain....still let's keep her around even if that happens." Looking down at the girl, Dannan moved away from pulling at her nipples to place her palm over the back of Cyrus's hand and push her head down further. "Aside from keeping the bedroom warm, she'll make a good assistant, I'm sure....I'll make her behave."
Suddenly, Vahlia feels Silri pulled away from her, as the monster pins the night sister to the bed, penetrating her and fucking her relentlessly. Meetra begins to eat out Vahlia's pussy, enraptured.
Vahlia wiggles like a worm loving the new sensation of her slaves tongue on her pussy. She grabs her head and buries it as deep as possible into her. She looks over at Silri to see her being penetrated hard by that delicious massive cock.
Teal grins. "I'll make sure you learn how, someday". He speaks ominously. "But first". His hands pull her upwards, before his tongue reaches out, starting to probe at her folds, hands still groping her breasts.
"Well, as I said, you're a lieutenant in the military. Our social club doesn't have named ranks, per se, but for the moment, it's enough to say that you're part of the second rank. We're all technically equal beneath his majesty inside the Order's chamber, but of course in reality there is a hierarchy, based on your power, both your temporal power, and your strength in the Force". "Those with less power are expected to show respect to those with more, and the benefits of joining the order increase as your power does. The more the mark on your chest expands, the further along you'll be. For now, let's say that you are of the second rank. You have great potential, but no temporal power base. Build your affinity with the Force, see if you can gain some allies, and continue adding great feats to your service record, and you will rise high, very quickly".
Mari screams out as Danann fists her, the noise muffled by the cock in her mouth, the vibrations travelling through Cyrus's sensitive nerves, causing him to moan as well. She groans again, cumming, as Danann mentions drugging her and keeping her as a sex slave. This sets Cyrus off, shooting a massive load that pours down the blue woman's throat, and even spilling out of her nose. He tenses, writhing in pleasure with the woman, before looking at Danann with a grin. "You're full of good ideas".
I It doesn't take long before the nighsister cries out, cumming on the enormous cock. The creature pulls Silri off of the bed, and then Vahlia and Meetra, jerking itself for a few strokes as it makes them kneel before it. It unleashes a roar, letting out a flood of cum that covers the faces and breasts of the three women. "Little whores".
Sliding her hand outside of the alien's greedy snatch, she grabbed the hips and waist, twisting and turning her to bring her face to face as their bodies contorted and faces arrived right over Cyrus's legs. Lifting the Mari's head up, Dannan didn't get her a second to settle or catch her breath before darting her tongue inside her new pet, tasting and sucking down her lover's cum at the same time. Dividing the thick volume of it between them, she swallowed to let it settle, then slipped her a bit of tongue, pulling away from Mari's mouth slowly, feeling each other for as long as possible until the barest inch of contact was made and their lips finally parted. Tilting her head, the doctor licked upwards along his shaft, catching all the loose bits of cum, coming up to the tip of his cock and suckling on it, extracting whatever remains of jizz were left from his load. Internally, she was a little annoyed that Mari had seemed to have drank down so much of it already, but actually sharing each other didn't really bother her. She didn't feel insecure, and her own personal fun she had planned with the Twilek was far from over. Reminding her of that, she started to sneak a finger up Mari's ass, as Dannan continued to finish the job of sucking him. Eyeing the surprised girl for a moment, Dannan gave her best look with her eyes to tell her what she could be expecting in the future. Mari was definitely going to be good to keep things lively as a shared toy/actual friend between the two of them. Besides. At heart, Dannan didn't need to hear him say it to know that she'd always be special.
Mari smiles, seeming to understand Danann's meaning. Cyrus stands, moving to the two women. He kisses Mari quickly, before taking Danann in his arms and making out with her, passionately. "I fucking love you, Danann." "Come on, let's go take this organisation". He leads the two women outside. ONE WEEK LATER Cyrus sits at the head of a long table, a host of people of various species sitting along it. "Understood? The Consortium's priority will be shifting away from hampering the Empire, towards the more sustainable goal of making profit, and developing our influence. We are subordinate to no one, but no longer will we pick fights based on foolish, short sighted politics. You will all be receiving a mandate, helping you to transition your military assets into financial ones. We are, and will remain, a power in the galaxy, but we will do it subtly." Danann, at Cyrus's right side, sees that the group of the Consortium's lieutenants murmurs in approval." "With the Empire pacified, we now have to deal with the lieutenants who rose up against us, and with Jabba the Hutt, but that will be the subject of a later meeting. You are dismissed. I wish you good fortune with our new business ventures." The group leaves, either leaving on foot, or disappearing, their hologram projectors turned off. When the room empties, Cyrus stands and moves to the window, looking out at the Coruscant skyline, staring at the streets far below the skyscraper that he and Danann are standing in. He hugs her close to him. "We did it, Danann. We kriffing did it".
"We did." She was smiling a lot lately. Being right next to him while admiring the scope of the city, there was a certain pride to be had. From taking whatever odd job had came her way to overlooking the whole city. She had deliberately left out a good chunk of details, but her mother was proud of how things turned around for her. Dannan never regretted having her son. He was off to a simple day to day life that wasn't an option for her. She worked hard to make it happen. But it was true that having him meant she missed out on her career in the service. Life wasn't about what could have been. Maybe things were a bit rough at times, but it wasn't all bad memories. Now, she went from what she thought as a failed soldier who didn't even get to her first mission before being kicked out, to owning her own company and sharing control with one of the most powerful groups to set foot in the city. Not bad. Things on the business side were...a little unusual. The labs were working on just as many dangerous and shady drugs as genuinely useful and helpful ones. On the legal side of things, Dannan was adamant to make emergency supplies more easily available and even had them come down on the total supply cost to shockingly affordable much to the public's praise. They were definitely helping people and it wasn't as if they didn't get praise for doing it. But then...there was the side of it still being a consortium business where they focused mainly on two things in the private labs. Standardizing and upgrading the consortium's people with small scale chemical weaponry. They hadn't had time to fully distribute all of them, but soon, even their basic most henchmen were going to be more dangerous than ever. The second task was making and improving those lust drugs. She knew that the purpose of them was far from noble...but she didn't remember Mari complaining either...and she definitely didn't when she tried the prototype just to see what it would be like. Those past two days she barely remembered. Just a hazy blur, waking up when the Twilek had thrown a bucket of cold water on her face. Scraps of clothes thrown off in every direction...just remembering the touch of pure bliss on her body from what she was sure was just endless threesome action. It actually had to become something of a rule to cut it back due to sheer amount of time they all spent fucking hurting the focus on their work. Not that it mattered entirely. Other than the few supporters, most of the other threats had been stamped out. That other small time gang that wanted to do the same thing as those red punks? Stamped out by droves of strike teams coming from an enemy they didn't know they had or why. Art...wasn't much of a factor anymore. Asshole he was, painting him as the savior of Cyrus's life had paid off in getting him promoted for his bravery and an assignment of his own for his special skills undercover on some assignment in the far reaches of places outside their actual sphere of influence....way, way, out of anyone's hair. It didn't matter if he would actually establish consortium control or not. If he did, that just benefited them by giving them more control and expanding their group. If not, nobody could be held responsible for what happened to him with him on his own. The bounty hunter....he was paid for his services in full and provided he didn't interfere with any of their business, was going to be left alone. Dannan didn't by any means like him, but just realized it was important to show they willing to honor their agreements even with people they didn't like. All rotten stuff aside and although this assignment was meant to be temporary, she certainly wasn't going to complain with the final result. "Maybe we didn't do it the most impressively...but we outlived all those bastards and we're still here. Would it be too early to host a party or should we hold off until we put the final nails in the coffin of the last ones?"
Gailte smiled. "Not at all, my Moff." She said as she unbuttoned her jacket. "It is a backup, in case we either needed additional support, or after you died. Cause, forgive me for saying this, your prime is long behind you."
The Moff gives a small laugh, an unusual sound to hear from him, even around his mistresses, to whom he's far less cold than he is to other people. "You know, Commodore, I would have someone else shot because of that flippant remark of yours. But I find that something stops me". He takes off her jacket, staring down onto Gailte's bra covered breasts, becoming hard immediately. He looks into her green eyes. "It's not just your looks, though those certainly are a large part of it, it's your attitude. You, my dear, have the most peculiar mix of impudence and submissiveness that I've ever encountered. It's bizarre. And utterly intoxicating". Tarkin's hands come down sharply, slapping her breasts. His palms shoot forwards, pulling down the cups of her bra, delivering blow after blow on her unprotected mammaries, before twisting her nipples harshly. "I want you to go ahead and build that power base of yours. It's is indisputably the wise move. Just remember that the one you serve is very much still here". Tarkin's lips meet Gailte's in passionate kiss, contrasted with the brutality with which he pulls her erect nipples away from her body.
Loreley giggled and grabbed the headboard for support, her pussy leaking juices into Teal's mouth, 'Ooh~, good idea, lick me.'
At her command, Teal skillfully teases her cunt with his tongue, while Tarrik takes his in her mouth to the hilt.
'Mhhm~,' Loreley moaned, as Teal licked her cunt, her hand going down to stroke his head, ruffling his hair.
Teal's finger penetrates his cousin, quickly finding and stimulating her g-spot, before his tongue stimulates her clit, and his hands play roughly with her breasts.
Loreley murmured, loving the treatment. A few moments later, she let out a cry of plesure and another orgasm washed over her, her pussy leaking copious fluids into Teal's mouth.
