Crix was showing her exactly the same signs, to keep low. As they waited, soon they realised that the vehicle was not alone. There were several being moving along it's sides. An infantry escort maybe? It took Ahina a moment to realise that something was not right. Does, were not Mandalorians! They wore no armour... Spoiler: Perception 15 - success Spoiler: Sneak 11 - success As they waited, Ahina managed to catch a symbol on the vehicle - a New Republic's logo! The group slowly moved past the trio, not detecting them. Soon, they were moving away from the group...
When group leave them, Ahina slowly crawl to Crix, careful to not make a noise. "It is getting realy bad for us. It is a New Republic. They must somehow get info about our civil war and decided it is good time for them to strike". She said and look at them both with wary in her eyes. "So, are we going to change plan or stay the same? The New Republic must send big ship for all these vehicle, most likely with escort of the starfighters, so flying away in old ship it become much more risky than before".
That’s all I am. A worthless slut. I was a slut for Adara, I’m a slut for these two. It’s the only way you know how to be loved. Seri gags hard, lips smacking against Kai’s cock as he forces himself deeper, filling her small mouth. Her head jolts, but stays firmly locked down, her cobalt hair tangled in his dominant grip. Her ass smarting, eyes filling with tears of exertion and sensation, she does her best to bob her head up and down, messily sliding over his length, tongue fondling the curves and bumps on his cock, trying to match pace with the force of his pulling. Her eyes stay locked with his, hoping only that she’ll do a good enough job to get out of this with something to show for it. She moans as Kai’s sister fingers her more vigorously, the tightness of her - now soaking wet - pussy straining against three fingers. Pleasure and pain mix together as she’s thrust into forcefully at either end, her moans sending vibrations running from her tightly wrapped lips, along Kai’s length. She can feel her mouth slick with spit, a strand of drool escaping to land on her swinging breasts. Just a Zeltron slut like all the others.
Pushing those shameful thoughts aside, Nami ignored the file on herself and went looking in the archives for examples of purchase records, of transfer orders. Any time Thassco might have signed a slave over to someone else’s control, for transport or other services. With luck, she’d be able to piece together something that authorised moving at least some of the women – probably not a perfect forgery, but the Zygerrians saw so much merchandise moved around, they surely couldn’t double-check everything…
Crix was silent for a moment, before shaking his head. "No... the timing is not right. The news about civil war would not have reached the nearest Republic war so fast... if at all." He paused for a moment. "They were coming here before the conflict... but what for?" He wondered. "Full-scale invasion?" Tai suggested. "If so, then it would be a perfect moment..." Crix hummed. For a moment, he stayed quiet, but then he came to a decision. "For now, the plan stays the same." "We could catch one of the Republicans and interrogate them?" Tai suggested.
Tai hummed with satisfaction as she started groping Seri's breasts. Her fingers were tenderly groping the pink flesh, but from time to time, her sharp nails pushed into her skin. The man hummed and grunted as his shaft disappeared deeper and deeper into her throat. There was an expression of satisfaction and pleasure on his face. The more Seri gave him pleasure, the sharper he pulled her by hair, the rougher he was in his treatment of her. Then, he was pulling her hair without care for Seri's comfort, his dick started twitching in her throat and she realised that he was on the verge of releasing his seed into her throat- ! The man pulled her hair, and his shaft disappeared entirely in her throat - he arched with pleasure, grunting loudly as he released his hot seed into her throat and stomach... making it hard for her to breathe or escape his grip.
Spoiler: science 3+9 vs DC 10 - success Nami sat behind the desk, and started checking the datapads, her fingers dancing on them as she got into familiar data analysis. It did not take her long to realise that Thassaco did not sell any slaves since coming on the planet. He planned to go on the auction and have the main sales done there... he found Nami before that and wanted her to check the slaves to get a better bid. Some slaves were not in the best condition. Theoretically, she could move the women - she just needed to act as their owner. The Zygerians were not strict in their control of slave merchants, as long as slaves were not stolen from them. There could, of course, occur some problematic situations, but that depended entirely on what she was planning to do.
Seri finds herself trapped, far too weak to push back against his grip, her nose smushed tight against his groin, her lips held captive at the base of his cock. She lets out a choked, muffled squeal as his hot load pumps into her helpless throat, her eyes straining upward, tears leading trails of black eyeliner down her cheeks. Her breasts feel aflame as the man’s sister teases and pinches them, but with her hands helplessly tapping in the man’s thighs - her motion entirely ignored - she has no way to stop her either. She gags, spluttering against the still-thick cock in her mouth, as she does her best to swallow him down. But that’s all she can do: in every other way, she’s helpless, and she knows it, entirely at the mercy of the siblings, whether they’re finished with her or have more in store.
„Maybe Republic was somehow involved in beginning of our civil war? Undisputed duel, both leaders killed off, divided clans… but this is just a theory”. Ahina thinks about possibilities. „If they are making full invasion, they use old equipment. These vehicles are far pasted their prime and won’t stand against even simple piercing weapons… but we don’t have even that.” Ahina consider Tai idea. „It would be hard to do it, all of them are ridding in vehicles while we are on foot. We would have to follow them and hoping for some of them splitting out the rest of group. I’m curious about any information, but I don’t think it would be possible for us to get them in that way”.
Nami absorbed what knowledge she could before pushing herself away from the terminal and grabbing her bag. Whatever she did, she had to consult with the other women first – the idea of claiming to own them made her feel sick, but if it let them simply walk back to her ship, then maybe… Either way, between the upcoming auction and the unconscious Zeltron woman in the cells, time was running short. She went to meet up with the others, particularly hoping to run into the calm, focused Echani woman from earlier. Perhaps she would have some ideas.
The seed drops into her mouth in surprisingly large quantity. She was held by her hair, the entire time, forcing her to fight for each breath. Finally the man, looking satisfied, let her go, allowing her to breath. But the respite lasted for a moment. The woman started moving her fingers faster, drilling Seri's pussy mercilessly, at the same time toying with her breasts. "Come, you pin slut~" Tai breathed in, working on Zeltron's climax. The male's hand shot, grabbing her by neck and squeezing it, choking her. "Whenever you are ready~" The man smiled, as he slowly squeezed her throat tighter...
Crix thought for a moment. "That's a stretched theory... But not impossible." He allowed. He looked at his equipment. "We have a couple of grades. While not anti-vehicle, it would still do some damage. But I would prefer to avoid fight with disadvantage." "Some of them are escorting the vehicle." Tai noticed. "It would not e impossible to nib one at some point." She pressed. "Besides, we are in ruins of the city not in the open field. The efficiency of this vehicle is limited." She made her point, making Crix consider it.
A she searched the ship, she found the Echani woman in the pilot's cabin. She and human short haired blond seemed to be engrossed in the console, checking various data, clicking the switches, checking the statuses and various readings. As she noticed her, The Echani turned to the blond. "How is it Jura?" She asked, and Nami could tell it was a question for her sake. The blond - Jura continued checking the various devices. "The ship can fly, but we need to tank it if we want to go anywhere." She said after a moment. "Besides that, this piece of junk seem to be hyperjump capable." The pilot explained.
Dark spots dance in Seri’s vision as her throat is constricted. She’s barely had time to recover from choking on the brother’s cock, and now finds her tender throat gripped tight. Alarm and fright crash against the rising waves of pleasure as the sister works her over roughly; no matter how brutally the siblings are treating her, she can’t ignore the sensation of being taken closer and closer to the edge. She gasps, struggling to catch a precious taste of air, even as her eyes start to roll back. Her pussy throbs around the sister’s fingers, her walls clenching tight as, on the brink of unconsciousness, she reaches her climax. She squirms under their cruel hands, thighs shuddering and toes curling, her abused lips parted in a rasping moan, till she collapses against the brother’s open thighs, feebly seeking support. Maybe I’ve been good enough. A good pink slut. Maybe they’ll let me rest now.
Both of the twins observed with joy as Seri reached her own climax, riding the waves of pleasure, moaning, coiling in their grips, squiring and shaking. Finally the two let her go, allowing her to fall on the couch, breathing heavily. They talked in hushed whispers, drinking wine and allowing Zeltron to recover. At some point a droid entered with a package and left it on the table, before leaving. The sister unpacked the box putting several items on the table. "Well then, if you rested enough, put on these~" Tai said as she pointed at the table. "Then we shall start round two~" She smirked as she pointed at the items: heeled thigh boots, collar with leash, magnetic handcuffs and half-mask that would cover her upper part of face.
„Okey, we can try to wait for some of them spread out the group, maybe when they decided to check some building. Also, I think I can united two grenadines to make them stronger and more armour piercing”. Ahina supports Tai idea. „But that means after we take information from prisoners, we going to kill him. Sadly we don’t have way to keep him secured and we can’t risk him informing his group about us”.
Seri slowly gets to grips with her shaking. Truthfully, it’s been a while since anyone but herself made her cum, and she can’t deny how wonderful it feels to have that release. But the twins still scare her, and her heart sinks as they unveil the toys they intend for her. Her heart thunders in her chest, but she tries to collect herself, rolling over on the couch into a prone position. She props her chin up on her fists, giving them a shaky grin, her breasts plump and presented under her, her feet swaying coquettishly in the air behind her. “Do we have time for… a little breather?” She murmurs sweetly, “You used me so well, and I want to make sure I can carry on being a good girl for you.” She locks eyes with the brother, her lips parted as a reminder of where he was just moments ago, hoping that he’ll be the easier mark. “Maybe I could have just a little of that wine? And get to know my new owners?” She rises from the couch, padding on unsteady feet towards the waiting wine. As she goes, she slides herself into a new, slower dance, twirling lazily for them, giving her the chance to slip one pink toe against the man’s discarded jacket, hoping to drag it closer.
"Or her." Crix shrugged. "They are on the wrong planet to begin with." He waved the concern away. "But still.... I hesitate to start conflict with the Republic." Their leader shook his head, still hesitating.
Spoiler: Persuasion 2(persuasion)+3(dance)+18 (dice) Vs DC 10+2 (bad influence) - success Her talk semed to put the duo at ease, as they sat back comfortably and watched the Zeltron dance. "Oh~" The man hummed, his eyes on Seri's jiggling breasts. "I do like taking it slower from time o time~" He admitted. "A pity you have nothing more to take of~" Tai commented. "Maybe, you put on the collar - the jigging leash would make for interesting addition~"
„We can try to negotiate with them. They are on unknown territory, so they mostly won’t shoot first.” Ahina suggested. „ I can go alone while you two cover me. If they attack, we still have ways to fight back and retreat. But Republics used to follow their rules, at least they pretend they follow. So maybe we can reach some sort of solution”.
