"Ahm! Yes!" Gailte arched her back, her body shaking with pleasure as Tarkin's hand fell on her ass time and time again. Saliva started dripping down her chin, her pussy juices falling on the table. "Yes~" a groan filled with pleasure escaped her as she felt Tarkin slowly dominating her - just the way she loved it. "Mhm~ a good cum dump~ Thank you sir~"
Takin drags Gailte off of the table, dropping her roughly onto the floor. Grabbing both sides of her face in his handshe shoves his cock deep into her throat. He begins thrusting into her mouth, every bit as vigorously as when he fucked her pussy before.
Paz smiles and starts his Ships engines after handing The Droid who Administers the Dockingbay 10 Credits for The Landingspace. He flys off, leaving The Atmosphere into Endless Space. He navigates to The Asteroid belt and Lands on The Surface of a big one. He turns off all Systems besides The Lifesupport to Save Energy and to stay hidden by Scanners and waits patiently for The Acclamator Destroyer and The Pirates to Show up.
Gailte kneels in front of her superior and chokes when he rams his dick into her throat. The taste of his precum and her own juices fills her mouth as the man keeps fucking her throat, threating her like nothing more but a cumdump. As the Moff uses her mouth, she spread her legs apart and started fingering herself, vigorously with her left hand, while she used her right, to knead her breast. She moaned into man's dick as she was shaking from pleasure.
Tarkin shouts out "Yes! You fucking slut, take it all!" He shoves his dick down her throat as far as it will go, before unleashing a torrent of cum into her stomach. He holds her there for a while, not caring if she can breathe, before releasing her and collapsing back onto his throne, breathing heavily as the drug granting him strength and virility wears off. "You'd- whoo, you wore me out. You'd better get back on your ship, Zenobia can react poorly when people are late around her, and she didn't give a time for you to be at the meeting. I'll send you the rendevous location whn you're on your ship".
Gailte's eyes widened as she felt Tarkin's dick grow even bigger in her mouth, making it impossible for her to breath. Her hands started working faster as she felt impending orgasm - both her's and her patron. The moment she felt a warm liquid in her throat, her body shook as she hit an orgasm of her own. Her eyes rolled back as she slowly choked on Moff's dick, before coughing and breathing heavily when he finally released her. She fell on the ground coughing heavily, spitting the man's sperm on the floor. and her breasts. Slowly she came to and licked her lips, clearing his sperm. She got on her fours and started crawling to Tarkin's throne. She did look like a cheap slut - wearing her heeled thigh-high boots and lace stockings with her short skirt rolled up around her hips, her imperial uniform opened and lace bra rolled down, below her breasts. Her tights covered with her sex juices her breasts and mouth covered with the man's sperm. "My Moff is far more important than some admiral." She purred as she slowly crawled up to him. "And as a cumdump, it's my duty to make sure none of patron's cum is wasted." She leaned over his crotch. "and that his dick is nice and clean after usage." She leaned down and started licking his dick, cleaning it carefully.
Tarkin smiles, though he's still exhausted, and can't respond to her ministrations. "Oh, my dear. Why did you even join the navy? You'd have made a fortune as a whore. Not that I'm complaining".
Gailte raises her head after she finished cleaning Tarkin's cock. "If I did, you couldn't have enjoyed me so frequently, sir." She answered as she crawled back to the place Tarkin cummed and started licking his cum off the floor, her wet pussy facing the man, giving him a great view of her wet snatch. When she was finished, she got up. She removed her bra and used it to wipe her face clean. She rolled her skirt down, around her firm ass, and buttoned her uniform. She finished putting her uniform in order and breathed in heavily. Then with a sway of her hips and clicking of her heels, she walked up to Moff. She grabbed her panties and put them along with bra, on the table. She then stood in front of Moff's throne, attention, with her chest pushed forward. "My Moff." she nodded to him and was about to turn, but paused. "Might you give me the satisfaction of feeling your dominant hand one more time, before I leave?" She asked, wondering if the Moff would smack her ass, grope her breast, slap her cheek or finger her few times before leaving her wanting.
Tarkin smiles at her depravity, before doing grabbing at her huge tits with one hand and giving her ass a hard slap. He sticks a finger inside her, wetting it with her juices, before putting it in her mouth, making her taste it. After he finishes he smiles at her. "You are utterly delightful, my girl". He appears as though he's about to dismiss her, before he grabs her by the throat, squeezing tightly. "Oh, and remember, an Imperial officer wears trousers, not a skirt. I tolerate you wearing those heels, but you must wear the proper garment when on duty. You may be a whore, but when you are masquerading as a member of this glorious military, you wear the uniform correctly. Understood?" Without waiting for an answer he lets go. "You have a meeting to attend".
"Ahm!" Gailte moaned with delight as the man squeezed her tit. Slap! "Yhm!" She groaned and jumped a little as the man slapped her ass. "Ihm!" Her legs shook under her when the man's fingers thrust inside her a few times. "Gah! Gruh!" Gailte choked as the man thrust his fingers into her mouth. After the initial surprise, she eagerly cleaned Moff's fingers. She was about to leave when the Moff squeezed her throat. She shook with delight, grabbing her forearms behind her back and pushing her breasts forwards even more. She shivered with pleasure at the man's unveiled threat. As Tarkin let her go, she gulped. "Then I am looking forward to the punishment I will receive at your hands, my lord, for breaking that order." She licked her lips lustfully, before turning around and walking out, again, clicking her heels and swaying her ass. Just as she left the office of Moff, she changed her demeanour and started walking as exemplary Imperial officer. She made her way to her shuttle, which would take her to her ship.
As Captain Gailte heads back to her ship, she hears other officers whispering behind her back. Among the many words she hears, "slut" and "whore", are numerous. However, she is not harassed, and her ship takes her safely back to her ship. There, she finds a message from Tarkin, giving her the meeting location. She is to wait in orbit above Mandalore.
Hearing those words, Gailte scoffs. The people who called her slut or whore had no talent, would get nowhere, would die, many meaningless deaths - and even now, she outranked them. Thinking back to her meeting with Tarkin, she couldn't help but smirk with satisfaction. She has made an even stronger connection with the Moff, a little disobedience at the end would make him look forward to their next meeting. For a moment she wondered - Tarkin was known for his ruthlessness - was he sending her to her death? She frowned. That was a risk she was ready to take. If the mission went according to the plan, she had a chance to advance her career. She turned to look around her bridge. She had spent enough time with the crew to secure their loyalty and prove her abilities. With her decision affirmed, she gave the order to jump to the set coordinates given by Moff.
As the Netuno arrives in the Mandalore system, Gailte sees nothing but some light traffic heading to and from Imperial bases on the ruined planet. After a few hours, an Imperial class Star Destroyer jumps into the system dangerously close. It's over twice the size of her Acclamator, and far more heavily armed. A hologram appears in the Netuno's bridge. A middle aged male Captain is displayed, looking with distaste at Gailte. "Captain Gailte. This is Captain Pellaeon of the Harbinger. Rear Admiral Zenobia of the Imperial Security Bureau is about to transfer to your ship temporarily. Prepare to receive her." The hologram dissipates before Gailte can do or say anything, and a Lambda class shuttle flies from the Star Destroyer towards the Netuno.
As Paz waits, he notices his holocommunicator light up. He sees Yasmeena projected on his dashboard. "Hey, Bounty Hunter. I thought you could use some entertainment while you wait." She opens her jacket, and reveals her her pert breasts to him.
Gailte nodded to her first officer. "Have a small welcoming party ready to receive the Rear Admiral." She said as she turned to leave the bridge. "On the double." She ordered, hastening her second. A few moments later she stood attention with few stormtroopers, looking at the arriving shuttle. She waited standing attention, awaiting for the rear admiral.
The Lambda shuttle lands in the hangar, and the ramp opens. A group of death troopers in distinctive black armour descend down it, taking positions. After them, a gorgeous blonde walks down the ramp in the white tunic of an Imperial Intelligence officer. She's about a decade younger than Gailte, and she looks strikingly like Gailte did a decade ago, though she's higher in rank than Gailte ever was. She looks around. "So this is what an Acclamator looks like on the inside. I've never been in one." Her gaze becomes fixed on the Captain. "Escort me to your tactical room".
The Twi'lek slips out of her pants, showing Paz a black thong covering her pussy. She tweaks her erect nipples. "You bet you did, Mando. Did I leave an impression on you? Would you show me?" Her voice is sultry and playful.
Without wasting time Gailte nods. "Please follow me." She turned and starts leading admiral to the tactical room. As she passed the stormtroopers, she waved their commander to dismiss them.
