"Ah~" Tarla Ban moaned, her body shuddered as climax raged through her body. "No~ please mercy~" She begged, only to groan as her ass was spanked. "Silence." Santor said irritated. He grabbed her by the hair and pulled, forcing her to stand. Then he squeezed her throat. "Once I am done here, what are the orders?" He asked as woman's bobs bounced with each thrust.
Hearing this, Deena jumped, to tackle Orson, but a moment later, she fell on the ground as the blue stunning bolt hit her. "Sorry sir. I wasn't sure about the situation I found you in." The stormtrooper said as she lowered her blaster.
'You got her in the end, that is all that matters,' Orson said, trying to remove the cloth on this neck. His body glistening with sweat, he had little mind to cover himself at that moment, 'Get a couple of men to bring her to the brig. Single confinement.'
"Tell The Nest to search for New Recruits. And find out who is in charge of The Resistance and The Imperial Remnants"
"Indeed. And now, without the empire's backing. I'd love to see how the Hutts start to take over your gang." Sarah said in an ominous tone.
"Sir, Yes Sir!" The trooper answered then reached for her communicator. "This is TU-4106. Requesting a squad at Captain's quarters." She said. Then she stood silently, hovering over the unconscious woman, waiting for other troopers. She pointedly did not look at the naked Captain.
"Ah! Ah! Ugh!" Tarla continued moaning, her breasts swinging with each thrust, her body shaking with pleasure. Her eyes were filled with desperation, that was quickly giving into pleasure. "Hmm- Roger that. Do we search for rank and file or do you prefer to keep our standards high and not accept the trash?" He grunted as he quickened his pace, making Tarla Ban scream orgasmically, as both of them reached their peak. The major fell on the desk, her face screwed with pleasure. Santor pulled of from her, his dick still hard and covered with her juices. "Imperial remnant? Aren't you writing of the Empire too early?" He asked as he slapped woman's ass, making her moan lightly.
The woman smirked. "Jabba is dead." She said shortly. "Hutt Cartels are sorting between themselves how to proceed, they are too busy to deal with small-time criminals like us." She said, her voice filled with confidence.
Daltar chuckles. "I don't want a power base. I just want to bring order to the chaos the rebellion has forced on the galaxy. Preferably without being assassinated." He gives the woman a smirk.
"That he is. Then again, are you really going to wait til the Hutt's have a clear leader? Or would you rather strike them now, while they're busy fighting amongst themselves?" Sarah replied with a grin.
"Of course." The noblewoman agreed, nodding her head as if what the baron said was something obvious. "Can you tell me then, who do you want to ally yourself with, to achieve it? I might advise you on the subject - if, of course, you would be interested in my... assistance." the duchess raised an eyebrow, questioningly.
"Ah, but tell me, my dear... what do you have with our business?" She cocked her head. "An imperial coming to Tatooine, to make a deal? Hah!" She snorted, dismissively. "To the backwater planet like that? Hm~" She narrowed her eyes, thinking.
"Ally myself with?" Daltar gives a good natured laugh. "I've only been on Naboo for a day. I don't even know who's available or willing to have an alliance." The admiral smiles, eyes scanning her body for a few moments before meeting hers. "Of course, I'd be happy to accept your help. I'm glad to find someone here willing to aid a stranger."
"Hm~" The woman hummed, making no visible comment about the older man ogling her. "Have I judged you wrong maybe, admiral?" She turned her side to him, her eyes scanning the ballroom. That gave the man a good view of the side of her bob. "What is it, that you are actually after, Baron? Why come to this system?"
Daltar keeps his gaze respectful, though he makes sure to look a little bit, as to ignore the duchess' body would be an insult amongst nobles. "To be honest, I needed ships, and planned to just take them. However, I decided that by joining Naboo, I could help create a powerful nation that can bring order to the galaxy. The Empire itself is beyond saving," he explains, "but by creating a powerful regional government, it can live on. I believe that Naboo can be that government."
"Hoo~" The woman smirked. "Some would take what you say for treason." She took a sip of a drink. "On the other hand, there was no clear of an heir. The closest person that comes to mind, was Darth Vader." She paused. "So, you think that the person that would supply you with ships and base of operations, is the Queen, yes?" She asked.
"You can say I just happened to be near the system, and you can say I have quite the ambition." Sarah replied with a grin, "So, interested in working with me to take down the Hutts?"
The admiral chuckles. "I do hope you're not going to turn me in to the Empire." Daltar gives a non commital answer to her question. "Why? Do you disagree?"
The woman grinned, then started laughing hysterically, hearing Sarah's claim. She grabbed her sides and continued laughing for a good minute.
{post 1000!} "Me? Why would you think that, good admiral?" She asked feigning surprise but a smirk dancing on her lips. "I simply asked you a question." She turned to face the old baron.
