Star Wars The Old Republic

Mysa stroked Saxon’s cock and spat on his balls before spreading the spit with her mouth, her purple eyes looked up at him. ‘I–I am a sith whore and I l–love sucking your balls, Commander.’ She licked his testes sloppily while her nose and forehead nuzzled the underside of Saxon’s cock. A small moan escaped her throat as Garak prodded her asshole with the sabre’s hilt.

 

Saxons moans more and smiles at her.

“Good....more spit. Lets Ruin that Self loving Face of Yours.“

 

Spit drooled down Saxon’s balls as she sucked and licked them, smearing her lips and dripping of her chin. His wet cock slapping on her nose and forehead stained her face.

 

He moans and grabs The back of her Head. He starts Facefucking The Sith Apprentice with His Cock, violating her throat while staring at her Face devilish.

 

Mysa grabbed onto Saxon’s thighs for support as she sputtered and choked with every other thrust Saxon made into her throat, spit drooling down her chin and onto the floor beneath her. She stared up at Saxon with a glare full of hatred, tears streaking down her cheeks as he mercilessly pounded her face.

 

Garak push deeper lightsaber inside her asshole, as he caress her breast by glovet hand.
"Remeber who you are, slut. You are mine, everything what you have, is mine. I couldn sell you to Hutts or drag you naked by crowed streets of Corussant." He wisperd to her ear and point at Saxon.
"Finish it quickly, your mens are waiting with cocks outside." Garak nod at rest of team which already pull out their erect cocks... Except one. Opo. That one have no bread or ewen track of hair on his face, and look like more... Womanly?
"Opo, aren't you woman?" Garak already know, that guy is in real female who fake the rest.

 

Kate chuckles as Taluz begins soaping her body, "Come on, take this seriously." She teases, pushing her hips backward to grind on his crotch.

 

Mysa grimaced in pain, the lightsabre hilt entering her unused and unlubricated rear entrance. She had no time to answer her Master with Saxon brutally fucking her messy face. She could only hope Saxon would finish quickly, so she could do the next task Garak had given her.

 

Taluz smiles

“I take everything serious Dear....“

He begins kissing her neck while rubbing his Cock against her Buttcheeks.

 

Saxon groans and Cums massively down her throat, holding her head in Place Forcefully.

Opo watches The Scene quietly, not responding to Garacks question.

 

Mysa sputtered and retched, her head held in place while Saxon came. Drool streaked down the corners of her mouth, and a bit out of her nose as well. Her eyes fluttered as she looked up at him, choking on his cock and she could to nothing but hold onto his legs and wait for him to finish.

 

HK-52 come to them, from his pilot set and wisperd something to red Sith lord. Garak rise his hand, as he stand up.
"OK boys, enough for now. We aren't here only for pleasure, we have job to do."
On the wall was showing hologram of stronghold Wren, what was made by record from cameras in stormtrouper helmets.
"Every castle and stronghold have weakness, It is no that something is perfect. Look at this." He point at fresh air system in the wall.
"If we managed to use gaz poison in their system, we will have great adventage in future steps." He explained.

 

Kate grins, "Come on, get on with washing my back." She moves her hips away from his crotch to tease him.

 

Taluz washes her back with care and afterwards gives The Soap to her.

“So its my Turn now hm? Everyday should be like that....Just You and Me“

 

Kate sighs, as he handed her the soap, "Yes, yes. Now turn around, so I can wash your back." She says, as she turns to face him.

 

Taluz moans

“Im still so damn Horny....could You Help with that?“

 

Saxon releases Mysas head and pets it like a Dog.

“Good Girl! Nice little Whore. Clean Yourself“

 

Mysa’s mouth slipped off Saxon’s deflating cock, she collapsed in front of Saxon’s feet, coughing and wheezing for air after he had held her so long. Lying on her side and panting, the humiliated Sith slowly got to her feet and stumbled over to the bathroom. She went inside to clean up after the messy task she had been given.

 

Garak point at Mysa in the bathroom, speaking seriosly.
"I see you enjoyed your fan Saxon. But it is one detail, what I didn't say to you before..." He said with slowly words and say.
"She will go with us, and on time of action, she is after me in charge in the same with you. What means, that you can't give her comands, and She didn't comand you. Mysa! You can put on your clothes and weapons."

 

After cleaning herself, Mysa left the bathroom and bowed to Garak, ‘Yes, Master Garak.’ She went over to gather the slave clothes and then went to the torture chamber—or rather her new room in the ship. She rummaged through the box HK-52 had left there and put on the body suit and armour pieces Garak had given her in the hospital. Strapping the vibroblade and blaster to her hips, Mysa left the chamber. Fully dressed and armed, Mysa felt more confident and more like her old self, she glared at Saxon for violating her. But when she looked to Garak, her new found confidence waned, she approached her Master and went on her knees, the vibroblade scraping on the floor and her hands in her lap. ‘I am ready, Master,’ Mysa said, her purple eyes looking up at Garak.