(Google ) As the Gammorean slides a black keycard - probably some sort of master key for the lower level - into the locks of various doors, earning a few angry shouts as he barges into occupied rooms, Tow spots one room that's free of people, with a poster of Zoom, a championship trophy in her hand, on the wall. Unless one of the other racers happens to be a big Zoom fan, this is it. "Uh, yeah. I spend so much time practicing on my bike that I don't sleep a lot, you know." The Gammorean squeals.
Isabia wonder how such old machines are still working, but on the other hand, she herself fly on old junks, just recently buying something new. "Our business sir? We are looking for good inn, to get something to drink for our dry thorat." She said in polite voice, hoping persuvation would work on droids.
Spoiler: Persuasion Roll D100: 63+15 "...Move along - And don't cause trouble." The droid gestures with its blaster, before heading back to its platoon. "Soldiers, resume patrol!" It barks, to a chorus of "Roger, roger!" "Alright, what's the plan?" Vetrik asks, as the three of them enter the local cantina, some eyebrows being raised at the unusual appearance of a Mandalorian, a Jawa and a young human.
"Plan is simple. We split up and try introgate diffrent groups. You, will ask people looking submise enought to be servants, if you have any problems with that, just look in the mirror for egzample. I will take tought men, soldiers and warriors. Jawa, will try to hear other talks, most people prefert to ignored Jawas, so it would't be hard for him."
"I see~" Tow said as she hummed. "Oh, isn't that your room?" She asked as she pointed to Zoom's room. "It seems to be the only one unoccupied." She hummed as she gently guided the guard in the direction of Zoom's room... then pointed at the poster. "Oh, it looks like you are also a fan of Zoom~"
"Alright - good luck!" Vetrik smiles, before heading to the bar. The Jawa jedi nods and utters an enthusiastic "Utinni!" before heading off, as well." Looking around, she sees some soldier looking types at a booth, around a guy who's probably a sergeant from the way they defer to him.
"Oh, uh, right." The Gammorean nods and heads into the room with the Twi'lek vixens. "I, uh, yeah, a little, I guess." The pig-man scratches his head, still trying to keep up the act. "I'm way better than her, though."
Behind Eve's blindfold, her sky blue eyes were rolled into her head, as Morella lifts her head. Still reeling from the intense orgasms her body had begun to crave, the android barely understood what the Chiss was saying. "Aaah, aaah..." All she could reply was erotic whimpers, as the newly awakened need continued to burn within her body. And upon hearing what Morella promised, Eve was prepared to give herself to the force user just to feel another orgasmic rush. Once Morella stripped, Eve struggled to move. Crawling towards the Chiss' pussy, "Aaahn, mmmh." The android starts licking her pink slit. Eve's velvety tongue collecting every trickle of Morella's juices, as she laps up her mistress' slit. "Mmh. Mmh. Haahn." Though she was obedient, it was also true that Eve lacked experience, so she could only hope what she was doing was right.
Isabia order for herself a drink, and go to soldiers, looking at sergeant. "Good evening men. I hope you don't mind some company? " She said wlking in her mandalorian armor.
"Truly?" Tow asked as she grabbed the Gammorean by hand and lead him to the toilet. To make sure his attention was on her, she pushed his hand between her breasts. "Tell me about your successes!" She called enthusiastically. When they reached the toilet, she stunned him with her gun and locked the toilet.
"Mmh, not like that, girl!" Morella barks, her voice needling its way into her mind past her drowsiness, demanding to be understood. "More slowly, yes. Like that..." Like a pet, Eve is trained to please the Chiss, her senses bursting with pleasure when she makes Morella moan, and numbed when she messes up. Given proper incentive, Eve is a good student, and it doesn't take long for Morella to cry out, louder this time, before Eve's tongue is covered in a deliciously sweet fluid.
The soldiers look up at the Mandalorian curiously, before the sergeant nods. "It's a free planet. Or at least, it was." He gestures to an empty spot at the edge of the booth, as Isabia is brought a bright blue drink in a clear glass.
"Hell yes..." The pig squeals, eagerly squeezing a breast in his meaty paw, as the Twi'lek squeezes herself in the small toilet beside him. "I'll tell you some stories, but if I'm putting my mouth to work, you better do the same, you get me?" He begins pushing her down to her knees, before jolting as he's stunned, his lust and the cramped space making avoiding it impossible. As the door slides shut on the unconscious Gammorean, Tow hears the door behind her pneumatically shunting as it opens. "Er, can I help you, girls?" A woman's voice asks behind them. "These are my private quarters - I think you're in the wrong room."
Isabia shake a little her glass and lift a little her helmet to drink, not showing anything. " It was? I thought it is part of the new republic, I hear it was gone to join." She said looking at sergeant.
"Nah, we were going to have a vote, but the Countess has gone missing. Now the Baron's in charge, and he has no intention of letting anyone vote for anything." He shrugs, and takes a swig.
Isabia take a look for him. "Countess gone missing? Did somebody capture her for ransom?" She asked and add. "Well, this Baron... What kind of leader he is? Pupular?"
Unaware of what was happening to her body, as she's trained like a pet. All she knew was how making Morella feel good, also made the android feel wonderful. Making her obediently follow the commands to the best of her abilities, until the Chiss' fluids coated Eve's tongue. "Mmmh. Aaahn. Deliciousss." She moaned, as she uses Morella's teaching with the sole intent of pleasing her mistress.
"No one knows. Well, someone knows, but no one's taken credit for taking her." The sergeant shakes his head. One of the soldiers, a hugely muscular meathead chuckles. "The baron's an asshole, but he tripled our pay recently, so he ain't all bad!" He chugs his drink, before the sergeant glares at him. "That's enough, Harc."
Isabia decided to take a risk. "Maybe I could help with Countess? My name is Isabia. As bounty hunter I'm pretty good in finding people, I would just need to ask few questions to her servants and see her quarters." She said wondering if her history is some how better known in public.
Morella turns, pinching Eve's chin and forcing her to look up, before pressing forward to capture her mouth, the two women embroiled in a kiss as Morella greedily tastes her own juices. "Mmmm, so good..." A hand on Eve's chest presses the android down to lie on the bed, her clothes leaving her body without being touched. Grabbing her hips, Morella gets Eve into position, and then their womanhoods touch, Morella rubbing them together as she squeezes and gropes the android's breasts. "If you only understood how valuable you are, my dear..." Morella chuckles, as the phantom hands return. Suddenly, Eve's breasts, throat, ass - every part of her body is bringing her pleasure, like it was made for it. "Unfortunately, ugh, for you..." The blue woman moans, "your creator wanted a fuckpet as much as he wanted the 'sword of justice'... Unlucky for him, ooh, and lucky for me..." It doesn't take long for Eve to be rocked by an orgasm more powerful than the last.
