"Ghhhn." Sarah choked as his arm wrapped around her throat, while his other hand slaps her breasts, and snakes down her toned stomach, down towards her drenched pussy. "Haahn. Mmh. S-so, what do you plan to do next?" She asked after a few moans as he teased her needy cunt.
After a moment she received back a transmission. "It's rather hot, Captain. The Imps are flaying around, sometimes, uncomfortable close." He answered.
As she thought about it, she quickly realised, that finding deserters would not be a problem. The number of warlords raising and creating their own forces was just incredible. It was like a house of cards collapsing after you took out main support cards. She could buy, for a high price, a machine for training.... She could also.... negotiate with one warlord to gain such a machine... or trainers.
"Shall we go to the main course?" He asked, but didn't wait for an answer. He threw the blond on the bed, breasts up. He kicked Sarah's legs apart and knelt in front of her, his dick hanging over her pussy. He put his hand on the drenched hole and started teasing it, at the same time, removing the leftover of leopard that would get in the way.
Mardica deliberated on things carefully. A crew of deserters would be efficient since they had training and experience already, but she’s still want her own people out numbering the rest so that machine was necessary. A proper bargain risked exposing what she might want with it, but a costly purchase still was the safest solution and looking into setting up the buy seemed like the thing to do once she could locate one.
"Aaahn. R-really now, this is the, mmh, main course?" Sarah let out a needy moan as he kept on teasing her drenched pussy. The busty blond completely defenseless as she let the pleasure take over.
Orson started at Deena's filled with a mix of lust and anger as she enjoyed herself in his lap. When his hands got free, he nearly didn't know what to do with them. His legs still bound he couldn't just get up. He kept them still for now, and tried to loosen his leg restraints.
Daltar looks down at the blonde. "In fact, perhaps it would be best to hit two targets at once, to prove that you alone are the true ruler of this sector? All would see the true power of Naboo's queen, and learn to show respect." He thinks. "Maybe we could even engineer a situation in which your rivals fight one another, at which point you step in and destroy them both. It would send a clear message, that the other so called rulers are mere pretenders, and only you have the strength to lead. The people would look at you not as a petty warlord, but as their savior."
"Tell all men to get ready weapon, and cannons on the ship. We coming back with rebels, but they agree too fast for my first offert, so I have doubts. Be ready, but don't shot first." She command.
As she sought through the market, she found two devices on sale - the problem was that they were expensive. It wasn't that she couldn't afford buying it, but it would leave a dent in her resources. She did not find any deserters near her space - but there was an interesting thing that was near. A small imperial outpost. It was so far from usual border of Empire, that there was a chance for the Imps to have abandoned it... or forget about the garrison.
"Maybe." The horned man chuckled. Sarah shivered as she felt his dick move to her back entrance. "Maybe not." He chuckled and moved his dick back to her slit. "How do you think?" He chuckled as he suddenly thrust forward. His thick dick filling Sarah's pussy, expanding it, and in one thrust, hitting her womb.
As he tried to move his legs, he realised that it was no good - he wouldn't be able to free himself. Deena's thrusts became faster, more erratic. Her breasts bounced up and down as her moaning intensified. Then, suddenly, she arched with a loud exclamation, throwing her head back. Orson could feel her pussy squeezing him in an iron grip, as orgasm washed over her.
"Haaahn!" Sarah threw her head back as his cock entered her drenched pussy, the busty blond was speechless especially as he hits her womb. "Mnnghhii!" She bites her lips, while the walls of her cunt tightly clings around his shaft.
"Oh?" The Queen earned forward, her eyes locked with his, a thoughtful look on her face. "What do you have in mind, Admiral?"
"Yes, Captain." Will answered and ended the transmission. After a few moments, the group finally arrived at the ship's landing spot. As Katarina looked around, she noticed a couple of her crewmembers waiting outside, their blasters ready to fire. The ramp of the ship was opened, and the cargo ready to be unpacked.
As they arrive, she look at rebels commander. "So, before we seal the deal, I want to see the message to who is adres, mr...?" She asked.
As Deena reached her climax, Orson was but a moment from reaching his peak as well. Her tight squeezing of his cock triggered his own orgasm. With a grunt, Orson released his seed, throbbing and twitching inside her. He tried not to make it obvious that his hands were free, seeing little benefit to grabbing her while his legs were immobile.
The out post it was then. Now she only needed to decide, would sh go on her own, with a team or send someone?
The fierce Mandalorian Leader moans out and rests his head in The Pillow. "Oogh a Nice start....mhh good....."
