He shrugs, seemingly not caring about the blaster pointed at his forehead. "You did save a lot of us. And now you're going to do it again. We wouldn't be having this discussion otherwise. Now, you're too valuable to kill, but your little friends ain't. Come quietly, or we kill them and take you by force." Cyrus laughs. "We're not the ones about to die, asshole".
Yasmeena nods, and pulls a blaster and vibroblade. A cyborg woman with a heavy blaster shouts "Stay out of this, Mando." Cyrus looks at Paz. "15,000 credits, if you help us".
Gailte grunts as she is shocked. She sights and looks at Zenobia. "I was wondering how long it will take you to strike back." She looked at Palleon and stormtroopers. "Care to explain?" She asked calmly.
DT-L30 obliges her request. Keeping up his savage thrusts, but soon enough even his large cock begins to twitch. "Mm. I'm close. Where do you want it?" He whispered, before kissing her neck.
Pellaeon looks at her with disgust. Don't talk to me, whore." He takes the baton and shocks her with it. Zenobia smiles. "It was fun, pretending to be slave and mistress for a while, but I'm no one's slave, Captain Ennasax." A probe droid emerges from a spot in the wall, a syringe protruding from it, filled with a pink liquid. "Inside that syringe" Zenobia begins, "is a chemical compound known as ZTF-170. You may have heard it by its colloquial name: Bitch Breaker. Pirates use it to make newly captured slaves obedient. It's an incredibly potent aphrodisiac that instills in the victim a feeling of pure lust. The only problem, is that it brings the victim to a state of near climax, but doesn't allow them to actually orgasm by their own will. I'm informed that the sensory overload of being that close to orgasm, with no release, is rather torturous." She kisses Gailte on the lips. "You and I are going to play a game. The same game we played earlier, in fact. You are going to tell me your deepest, darkest secrets, and when I'm satisfied that you've given me everything that could destroy you, I will allow you to cum. Of course, you could spare yourself this, by telling me now, but I doubt that you'll do that".
Danann wasn't worried about half the things people though she was. She wasn't quite as worried about the lives of these people that she was threatened with as much as they thought she was. That being said, she'd rather not have them die. the one right in front of her. Jax and Cyrus could probably waste him before he managed to do anything. His back up however was clustered together and would be a bit more of an issue. She still had her grenades however and this seemed like the opportune time to reach for one instead of her gun. Taking hold of it, she gave it a underhanded lob aimed to the center of the group. She wasn't really that well trained hand to hand. So she did the one thing she thought to do in the confusion. Lifting up her knee to slam it into his groin. It wasn't the most masterful tactic, but one that more often than not, was effective.
Gailte smiled as she returned Zenobia's kiss. "On the contrary. You made your point, I will cooperate. No need for that." She nodded to, syringe on probe droid. She then laughed. "I am actually happy to see you strike back. For a moment there I really worried that Tarkin supported some no-talent. With you failing to take a proper action, I did mistake you for a weak-willed career officer. I am glad to see that I was wrong." She nodded. "Very good acting skills... Or were they? Still, I am little disappointed - I had just my skill and myself, to get the information out of you, that I wanted... Care to stay with me alone, and try your chance. I promise, I won't try anything. I am too curious to see what you will come up with."
Zeltron check and fixed everything what was in need to repair, but quickly he relase there is nothing what he can do. He didn't have much work, what made him angry. He simply have to occupite by something his hands. "What to do? What I should to do?!" He asked himself and walk back to his cabin. Fendrat open wardroop and take his uniform for special ewents. Clean and fresh, but it could use some of iron. "Well, that should work too." He said to himself and make iron of every part of uniform.
DT-L30 nodded, moving back, until only his bulbous cockhead was left inside her. Until he suddenly thrusts forward, burying his entire length inside of her. His cock began to twitch even more, his balls churning. "Ooh!" He groaned, unloading his hot spunk into her.
The man in the yellow jacket was watching her hands, waiting for her to try something. He slams his hand down on her wrist, stopping her from grabbing the grenade. Unfortunately for him, the attention he paid to her hands blinded him to the movement of her legs, and she manages to cleanly knee him in the groin. The man doubles over in pain, and falls to the ground, groaning, giving Cyrus a clean shot. He fires, hitting the woman in the eye, and killing her outright. The other two goons fire return fire. One shot bounces off of Cyrus's chestplate, but another hits him in the thigh and he yelps in pain. Danann has the opportunity, so she throws her chemical grenade. It detonates, and the remaining goons both start choking. Some patrons are caught at the edge of the cloud, coughing and wheezing, but don't seem extremely hurt. The guy in the jacket, still debilitated, grabs at Danann's leg futilely.
Zenobia thinks for a moment. "All right. I'm interested to see, as well. Though know that I'm not as prideful as you. If I fail, I'll let Bitch Breaker do the job for me." She turns to the men, and tells them to leave. They walk out the door. "Let's start off slow. Tell me something embarrassing you've done during duty, that no one knows about." She picks up the stun prod.
She screams into his shoulder, orgasming again as he shoots into her, before lying her head back on the bed, breathing heavily. After a while, Meera recovers. She gives him an adoring look, and says "I can't wait to see our children. They'll be so beautiful".
"Engineer Fendrat Stussad?" Fendrat turns to see a beautiful woman in a scientist uniform, looking at him.
Gailte nods, thankful. "The most embarrassing, that no one now's about? Now that is hard... Let's see, I used an egg vibrator, hidden inside me, during the imperial parade in the capital..." She paused. "Why don't you loose the uniform? You wouldn't want to get it dirty... And while you are at it, why don't you open mines..." Gailte smirked coyly.
Fendrat wasn't sure if he want to talk right now, but on other thought why not? "Yes, It is me, Mrs?"
She stopped for a second to verify how badly hurt the bystanders were. Some had sustained small chemical wounds and it was her fault. They would survive at least, and it was easily treatable enough. At the same time, she had something else to deal with. The man was making a last grasp to do something, and living just enough...but she wasn't really planning to treat him. She still carried a few of her medical tools at all times, but all she would need is one. "Well...let's see...I already know who you work for, and if allowed to get away, you'll probably just try to pull this again....so there's no purpose to keeping you alive, is there? She had time to reach for her gun now and there was little reason to bothering as far as she was concerned. She trained the weapon on him, But turned to actually get a look at the others. "Unless anyone has a plan for him, I don't think anyone will seriously complain, will they?"
Zenobia shocks Gailte with the baton. "It appears you don't quite understand what's happening here. You do as you're told. You don't have a say in what happens here. Don't worry. You'll be out of that uniform soon enough." She walks behind Gailte and squeezes her nipples through the uniform, twisting them. "Now, give me something that could get you demoted".
She straightens. He notices as she gets close that she breathes in his pheromones deeply, though she doesn't seem overly effected. I'm Lieutenant Pravis, of the Imperial Science Corps. It has come to my attention that the natural Zeltron pheromones you secrete are more powerful than other males of your species. It isn't an order, but I'd like you to come with me to my lab".
