Katarina rise her hands and make friendly smile. "My name is Katarina and I'm some kind of merchant. I can offert to you food suplises and medicine in fair prize." She point at speeders behind her. "There is only small part of my wares, rest I have on my ship. I'm sure we can talk as civilisated people." She slowly move her hands down.
Daltar raises his hands. "Your majesty, do you believe that the captains and crews of those ships will betray you? If they are traitors, than it hardly matters if I'm commanding them, they'll betray you anyway. If they aren't traitors, then they won't obey me if I command them to betray you. Either way, it makes little difference if I'm in command." He gives her a conciliatory look. "My ship is the most powerful in the system. It's basic military strategy that I would be appointed leader of the fleet. Perhaps there's some way I can assure you of my good intentions?"
"Mmngh." Sarah groaned a little as he choked her, yet her grin widened. "Heh. I'll take you up on that." She replied, knowing the droids were loya only to her. She shuddered as he groped her, her nipples hardening underneath her lacy leotard.
"Civilized people!? Hah!" One of them barked. "You have all but kicked the nest, Ties are flying around searching for you!" He barked accusingly. The other one walked to the supplies. "Got any weapons?" He asked.
The woman smiled. "No, it's but a bonus." She answered as she strapped a blaster to her waist. Now that she put her clothes in order and put her hair in a bun, she looked like a proper imperial officer.
"It's not them, that I don't trust. I just learned not to keep all my credits in one chest. It's common sense." She tapped with her index finger the armchair. "I certainly don't see a reason to give entire armada to a freshly joined officer, excluding my loyal followers. So that part is unnegotiable." She said, with a tone that brother no further discussion.
The man snorted. He then opened his zipper, releasing his dick - it was big. Half of the length and thickness of her forearm. "Why don't you put that pretty mouth of yours to good use."
'You're just going to leave me here?' Orson asked. She may have looked the part, but an officer without a rank badge would draw the suspicion of every man onboard.
"Sorry sir, but from what I see in the space, you been already shooted by planetar bombarding." She said calm and wave to Sasha, to come closer. "Not for sale I afraid. It is harder to explain to Empire cargo of weapon, don't you think?" She begin to wonder, if these guys are rebels or maybe some locals, what live here before war.
Daltar is silent for a few moments, working out a compromise. "Very well, then. How about, instead of making me the leader of your fleet, you create a new fleet entirely, commanded by me?" He explains. "My three ships will form the basis of your second fleet, and will grow larger as we accomplish more victories. I'll have the independence I require, and you don't have to give up control of your current ships. How does that sound?"
"Oh, yes." She said as she took his insignia - and broke it. After some manipulation, the insignia changed looking like that of a lower officer. She carefully attached it to her breast. At first glance it looked no different than the original. Only if one looked closely, one could find imperfections. "But don't worry, you won't stay here for long." She said as she walked behind him and started working on something.
"You think they're spies or something?" "I don't know... let the boss worry about it." The man turned to Katarina. "Leave all of your weapons here and we will take you to the boss."
"Hmm..." the blond hummed slowly as she considered his words. "That... is more acceptable." She said as she slowly leaned back. "Yes... I think that this kind of deal is more acceptable." She agreed.
Katarina leave her blaster and carabin to one of her men and comand Sasha to do the same. "Rest of you, stay here and don't get into any trouble." She order them and show rebels empty hands. "I and my first officer will go with you. Rest will stay with speeders." She said and follow the guards.
After a moment an image appeared. "A one where you offer a safe port, supplies and free reign? Yeah, I am interested in that one."
Suddenly, Deena tied something wet around his throat. "This is a special type of cloth. It shrinks when it's wet." She said as she tightened the cloth. "By the time we arrive at Erriadu, it will kill you." She said as she walked to the things she left on the table - her collar and bindings. She did something with a collar and it opened - inside, there were hidden a number of small devices. As Oron intensified his eyes he realised what it was - explosives. Minature explosives.
"Hmm. At least you're big enough." Sarah cooed as she gets on her knees. She takes a deep breath, inhaling his musk. Before giving his cockhead a lick, her tongue moving up and down his thick shaft.
