Gailte, slowly backs away, wary of the new arival. She slowly moves around him, waiting for her chance.
The Admiral makes small talk with Fendrat, asking him questions about his job. He notices that she keeps looking at his face and body, and breathes his pheromones in deeply.
The raider makes a swipe with his gaffi stck at her face, but stops midswing. He throws the stick across the room and begins throwing punches at her abdomen, staying away from her face. Gailte can see the one she kicked in the balls in her peripheral vision, as he takes up a fighting pose.
It could sounds strange, but Fendrat realy don't like this part of his race, with ero-pheromones. For most men it would be great if most female find him atractive, but Fendrat don't like affection of most woman. He isn't gay, but he is in opinion it should be his own target, not effect of his body. "Hmm... Admiral? Do you feeling alright? Maybe I should call a doctor?" He suggest, don't want to anoyed someone highter than him in charge.
Not being an experienced fighter, Gailte is easily tricked by the decoy gaffi. "Ugh!" the captain leans forward as the punch lands on her stomach, the again and again. She manages to break away, her heels clicking loudly on the deck, and get some space between herself and the warrior. She notices that the second sandman is about to enter the fight, she quickly realizes that her chance is gone. "Wait!" She throws her hand forward, stopping the sandman newcomer. Breathing heavily from the excitement of the fight, she slowly kneeled and grasped her forearms behind her back in a sign of submission.
Zenobia looks a little embarrassed, before recovering. "Yes, I'm fine". She shakes her head a little bit and continues to chat with him until the others arrive.
The raiders, seeing that she has surrendered, cautiously approach Gailte. The newcomer moves behind her back. She notices that he's larger in frame than the others, and has a blue sash tied around his arm. He grabs her wrists, keeping her from using her arms. The one she kicked in the cuts comes forwards, making angry noises. He roughly paws at her breasts, pinching roughly at her nipples.
"Ugh!" Gailte groaned as the raider pinched her nipples, she tried to throw herself forward, but the one behind her kept a firm hold on her. So instead she opened her knees further apart and as her nipples were roughly pinched, she moaned throatily and pushed her chest forward, into the creature's grip.
The one pawing at her slaps her in the face when she tries to spring forwards. The one holding her wrists hits him, making more unintelligible noises. They open the ramp, and drag her outside, into a sand people village of hide tents surrounding a circular gathering place. They drag Gailte out to the largest of the tents, where she sees a tusken raider dressed more finely than the others, next to Paz and a human male. The central raider who appears to be the chief, speaks, and the human translates. "For your crimes against the friends of this village, chieftan Gratak decrees that you are to be punished".
"Uhg!" Gailte's head recoils as her head snaps to the side, a metallic taste of blood in her mouth. She licks her lips and allows herself to be dragged outside. As she hears the chieftain, she spits and says. "Tell the chieftain that he can enjoy the show... as his friend sucks off his cock."
The chieftain seemingly understands her words and makes a series of noises that sound some like laughing, before saying something in his language. The human translates. "The great chief tells you that whilst your insolence is amusing, it will be harmful for you if you continue. As requested by Paz, friend of our village, your punishment has been decided. You are to be publicly lashed in the centre of the village." Two sand people drag her outside, and bind her hands and feet with rope.
"Did he now?" Gailte asks in wonder. "Then I was wrong - I wish Paz good show, while you suck him off." A few minutes later, Gailte finds herself in the middle of the village, standing on the platform between two poles, tied to them. She was spread in the shape of letter X.
Two sand people stand on either side of her, and begin raining down blows upon Gailte's unprotected ass, breasts and pussy. The lashes don't break the skin or seriously harm her, but they cause a great deal of pain, leaving welts upon her skin. She notices Paz set up a holo camera, recording her punishment.
After wandering through the huge ship for ages, DT-L30 went to the pilot's ready room by hangar bay 7. It looked part locker room part cantina, with pilot helmets lined up in open lockers on the side and several tables and seats for the pilots. Several officers were sitting in their half-undone suits on quick reaction alert to any enemy attack. They were chatting amongst themselves when he entered. A few at the front looked up at him, "You lost or something, trooper?" At the back of the room, he spotted a raven-haired woman chatting with another pilot, he recognised her as the one he was looking for.
DT-L30 ignored the other officers, as he headed straight for Loreley. Walking through the various officers relaxing, he stands behind her, "We have a special mission, you interested?"
'Hey, you can't just stroll around here like you own the place! Hey!' the first pilot shouted at him, but didn't want to get into a fight with a death trooper, he did stand up and follow the trooper though. Everyone else stopped chatting and looked at the death trooper. Loreley turned around and looked at him and spoke up in a strong Imperial [British] accent, 'Bugger me, Deet, I'm on alert duty and I just got posted here. This better be important.' The officer stepped between them and looked at DT-L30, he was probably the wing commander, 'What's the meaning of this, what special mission? I didn't get any orders. You better have some release papers for her from higher up if you want to poach one of my pilots even if it's just the rookie.'
DT-L30 looks at the wing commander, "If you doubt me, you can ask the Admiral yourself. But if you do, I hope you're prepared to get demoted to cleaning the hangers. This mission came from her directly." He replied, using the voice scrambler in his helmet to sound a lot more terrifying than usual. He then faces Lorelay, "Rhinnus, if you're interested come to the Admiral's office immediately. Our engineer is probably there by now. You can even bring the new janitor if they still doubt you." He said as he turned around, facing the officer that tried to stop him. "You can come too, I bet the Admiral needs a new footstool." He told him, still using his voice scrambler to sound terrifying. Before heading out back toward the Admiral's office.
"Uh!" Gailte's body arched and jumped forward as a strong whip landed on her ass. A moment later the bondage stopped them and her body fell back on the platform, her heels clicking loudly as she did. As she pushed her breasts forward, it gave a perfect target for the other sandman. And so went the whipping, leaving the captain's breasts, stomach, ass and back covered with red welts. As they were finishing, one of the natives stepped in front of MILF and started spinning his whip. Gailte tensed, knowing what was to come. Crack! "!" She arched her back, howling as the whip landed on her tender pussy. She squirted as her body arched from both and orgasmic pleasure. The sensation was so strong that the milk shot from her nipples. Then, she hanged on the restrains limply, unconscious.
'You insolent little shit,' he looked at the trooper's serial number, 'DT-L30, you think you can just ignore the chain of command?' the wing commander fumed, 'I won't be releasing anyone until I get orders.' '"If you're interested"? These aren't orders at all!" the wing commander raged. When DT left, the wing commander looked at Loreley, 'Don't even think about going anywhere. I'll get to the bottom of this.' She nodded, 'Of course, Commander.' @Tjf The wing commander went to a holo console and called up Rear Admiral Zenobia, 'Admiral, pardon the interruption. I just had some death trooper waltz into the QRA room and proposition one of my pilots for a mission. I know ISB does things differently but I need orders before releasing pilots to other commands. I'll also be filing a complaint for insubordination against this DT-L30 trooper.'
The Admiral frowns. "Commander, I apologise for my subordinate's insubordination. It will be dealt with internally. As for the orders, if I wish it to be so, your entire wing will go on a mission for me on a moment's notice if I wish it so. Understood? Be thankful that my requirements are so light. And also, tell your pilot to pick someone else. She'll need a wing man."
