Fendrat push back his cock and move him still stady around her asshole. "I'm not finished yet, my dear. Are you ready for round two?" He asked with smile, looking at naked and tied Jedi.
He shrugs her Hand off. "I noticed. Thanks for everything. Im sure You get rewarded handsomly" He walks out of her Ship
"Heh. Is that right? Okay, I guess you've survived the training camp, you can survive a few seconds without breathing." He grins, grabbing a fistful of her hair. Before forcing her to deepthroat his entire lenght, and probably causing her mouth to strain under his large girth.
'Oh, don't listen to him,' Loreley laughed, 'You did great, that was a nice manouvre back there. A bit of damage to us against three rebel fighters and a freighter pulverised, I think we got off pretty well in that one.' She looked at Tarrik's bandage, 'Glad you are okay.' She put her tattoo'd arm around her wingman's neck, 'What do you say we grab a shower and then a drink to celebrate? Maybe we should pay a visit to the Jedi they captured, I've never met one in person.'
After finally getting a pack, she doesn't waste much time in lighting it to take a drag. A smile actually forming on her face for a moment, it's replaced by curiosity as she pulls an unlit one and offers it in his direction. If they were going to be working with each other, being on a bit better terms, wouldn't really hurt anything.
Gailte frowned the sighted. "Well, that's good. Remember that position - every time I order you to assume the position, this is how you will do it... with a similar amount of clothing... Rules then. First, you will make sure that I am transferred under your command - I don't have to say that I will be very... dissatisfied if that won't happen. Second, your uniform. From now on, you will not wear any panties or bra. But you will start wearing stockings, garter belt and heels. Finally your sexual life - I will control everything. I will tell you when, where, how and who to fuck... you will also tell me of your kinks... Now, tell me slut... is your pussy dripping? Are you excited to finally find yourself on the leash you can't escape from?"
“What did you steal?” She knew she had him cornered. Whoever was paying this bounty works for a Hutt. This could lead to much bigger payouts if she plays her cards right. Hutts were ruthless, but they paid well.
She looks over her shoulder at him. "I rarely let anyone in my ass. Let's see if you're worth it." She wiggles her ass in front of him.
Yasmeena rushes out, still coughing a bit from the choking. "Wait, think about it! Just hear me out." She gets in his way. "They'll be hunting you, and they'll do what they need to to find you. They'll use your friends from Clan Ordo as bait!" She looks at him tentatively. "So far I'm the only one who knows about them, but if I was able to, the rest of Imperial Intelligence will be able to as well. But I have a plan, I can protect you, and them".
Meera takes hold of his thighs as DT face fucks her. Her tongue ravishes his cock, and her throat feels divine. She gags lightly, but seems like she can take it.
"Me and The Clan can Relocate. The Last thing I do is Trust a bloody ISB Officer." He points at her. "They enslaved Your People and spitted in Your Face and You're one of them. You are a walking Disgrace for Your People. You're not even worth to be killed"
Tarrik smiles. "Thanks, mate. Where'd you get your tattoos? I'd love some like yours. I'm good with either of those. I'll follow your lead. Shower first, or do we go get a look at the Jedi?
She nods, her look of anger dissolving into one of lust. "Yes, mistress. I'm fucking dripping. I can't deny that I love this."
He cries out. "An artifact! From the Sith. You know, that old religion? I took it, but I wasn't able to contact my buyer before they found me!"
Her thumb flicked at the mechanism, letting the spark of flame rise to lit up his smoke as she pondered what to talk about next. “So, I guess the question is, if it’s just us or you still got a crew to wait for. I think it’s about time we get a move on, don’t you think?”
She shoves him. "I did my job! I did what I had to do! And I just lost that job. If I come back to the Admiral with those men dead and you free, I'd be ruined. I can't go back, because of you!" Yasmeena backs off. "You can't just relocate them. They'll track you down, eventually. You need the protection of a powerful person. If they know that you're protected, they'll give up and won't look into your life. Listen to me, and they won't find your clan. I know a person who can help you."
Fendrat split at his hand, and put his fingers to her asshole, to make them more wet and flexibilite. "Get ready." He warm her and push his penis inside her bum. It was tight, like in small mouse hole.
"You did Your Job? Is that what You call it? You have no Selfrespect. And if You believe that I trust You again then Youre just naive. What reason would there be to Help Me now? Youre Friends back there are Dead and now You desperately try to lure me in another Trap so You can save Your Green Skin from Your Employeers"
