Star Wars: Warlords

[Elfie]

"That depends." The Botham leaned forward. "How are you paying?" Something flashed in his eyes. "Credits? Goods?" He asked.

Seri takes a pause, and summons her confidence as best she can. It’s not like she’s hurting for credits, she just doesn’t want to end up getting swindled out of them any quicker than she can spend them.

She sets her hand on the counter, leaning forward herself with an arched eyebrow. “Let’s start with credits. How much for what I’m looking for? And don’t ask me ‘how much do you have’, cause then we’ll be here all day.”

 

[lady-lux]

Young.

This was the first thought that came to Nami as she fought a glimps of the young male Wequeey standing behind her. He seemed to be barely into adulthood, his eyes glued to her form... There was uncertainty in his movements and youthful arrogance.

Letting her eyes lower again, Nami tried to steady her rapid breathing. Her heart still raced. She stood facing the wall, shielding her body as if it made a difference.

“You d-don’t have to do this,” she whispered. “I won’t tell anyone…”

 

[majus]

Seri takes a pause, and summons her confidence as best she can. It’s not like she’s hurting for credits, she just doesn’t want to end up getting swindled out of them any quicker than she can spend them.

She sets her hand on the counter, leaning forward herself with an arched eyebrow. “Let’s start with credits. How much for what I’m looking for? And don’t ask me ‘how much do you have’, cause then we’ll be here all day.”

The man is silent for a moment, before answering.

"One-use dataspike, 1000 credits. Slicer Kit, 10000 credits." He says shortly, and Seri knew he was giving prices far above the market value.

 

[majus]

Letting her eyes lower again, Nami tried to steady her rapid breathing. Her heart still raced. She stood facing the wall, shielding her body as if it made a difference.

“You d-don’t have to do this,” she whispered. “I won’t tell anyone…”

"Of course you want, because if you do, I will put a bolt through that empty head of yours!" He snarled as he pushed the barrel against her head.

Naomi heard as the man fumbled with his pants, before his dick slide into her, greedily, almost with urgent need.

 

[Elfie]

The man is silent for a moment, before answering.

"One-use dataspike, 1000 credits. Slicer Kit, 10000 credits." He says shortly, and Seri knew he was giving prices far above the market value.

Seri blinks at him, processing the extravagant mark-up.

After a moment, she collects herself , leaning a little closer, with a sweet smile fixed on her face; one that does not match the cutting edge in her words.

“Listen.” She coo’s, “I understand that you’re probably not at all used to beautiful women wandering into your squalid little corner of the station. And I realise that to you I probably look like your tragic little fantasy of a airheaded inner rim bimbo. But if you think I’m going to just stand here and nod and smile as you try to con me out of my credits, you have another kriffing thing coming. So let’s try that again, shall we?”

 

[lady-lux]

"Of course you want, because if you do, I will put a bolt through that empty head of yours!" He snarled as he pushed the barrel against her head.

Naomi heard as the man fumbled with his pants, before his dick slide into her, greedily, almost with urgent need.

“Nn—aah!” Nami squeaked in sheer terror, offering no resistance as the man forced her down. Then a gasp as she felt him begin to enter her. Any last rational thoughts that had been in her mind, any ideas of resistance, were swept away.

She knew she was powerless to change her fate now. She would get what she deserved, for her carelessness, for putting herself in this position. To be raped, perhaps to be left pregnant, or simply killed when he was finished with her – her choices had led her here, and she had no further agency. Maybe Thassco had been right; maybe, deep down, she would always be a slave.

One instinct ruled her, somewhere between bitter survival and desperate need. Her body yielded to him, her vagina welcoming his invading cock. She bit her lip hard to muffle the moans that rose in her throat, bracing her outstretched hands against the wall, while her heavy tits swung beneath her, and her wide hips pushed back towards him, inviting him deeper.

 

[majus]

Seri blinks at him, processing the extravagant mark-up.

After a moment, she collects herself , leaning a little closer, with a sweet smile fixed on her face; one that does not match the cutting edge in her words.

“Listen.” She coo’s, “I understand that you’re probably not at all used to beautiful women wandering into your squalid little corner of the station. And I realise that to you I probably look like your tragic little fantasy of a airheaded inner rim bimbo. But if you think I’m going to just stand here and nod and smile as you try to con me out of my credits, you have another kriffing thing coming. So let’s try that again, shall we?”

Spoiler: Persuasion

8+2 vs dc 10 -success

The man's shoulders shook as he chuckled, clearly amused by her monologue.

"I assure you, pinky, that I am not conning you out of your credits because you are a bimbo~" He said with a small smile. "But you did come to me, with specific requirements... so you are ready to spend some credits~"

 

[majus]

“Nn—aah!” Nami squeaked in sheer terror, offering no resistance as the man forced her down. Then a gasp as she felt him begin to enter her. Any last rational thoughts that had been in her mind, any ideas of resistance, were swept away.

She knew she was powerless to change her fate now. She would get what she deserved, for her carelessness, for putting herself in this position. To be raped, perhaps to be left pregnant, or simply killed when he was finished with her – her choices had led her here, and she had no further agency. Maybe Thassco had been right; maybe, deep down, she would always be a slave.

One instinct ruled her, somewhere between bitter survival and desperate need. Her body yielded to him, her vagina welcoming his invading cock. She bit her lip hard to muffle the moans that rose in her throat, bracing her outstretched hands against the wall, while her heavy tits swung beneath her, and her wide hips pushed back towards him, inviting him deeper.

The man moaned as he started thrusting into her quickly. He paused, putting his hands on the wall, next to hers, to have better support.

Then, he resumed, fucking her quickly, thrusting his hips with enthusiasm... but without a skill...

She noticed that in one of his hands - the hand next to hers, he held the blaster he had threatened her with.

 

[lady-lux]

The man moaned as he started thrusting into her quickly. He paused, putting his hands on the wall, next to hers, to have better support.

Then, he resumed, fucking her quickly, thrusting his hips with enthusiasm... but without a skill...

She noticed that in one of his hands - the hand next to hers, he held the blaster he had threatened her with.

Startled by his strength and urgency, Nami’s efforts to keep quiet did not last long. Soon she was grunting and gasping at every rapid thrust, tilting her head back as jolts of electric pleasure arched her spine. Lost, overwhelmed, powerless, there was a dark thrill in surrendering to her frightening fate.

It took a moment for her upraised eyes to catch sight of the blaster. Thoughts flickered like static in the fog that filled her head. Could she make him lose his grip—? She clutched at that faint hope of survival, trying to force herself to focus.

She bucked back against him with renewed fervour, trying to keep him distracted – though the heat growing inside her was a dangerous distraction in itself. Tossing her head, she tried to catch a glimpse behind her, to get a better awareness of her surroundings. If she could get him to drop the weapon, perhaps she could get hold of it, scare him off.

That is, if she could bring herself to act. The treacherous voice inside her told her to just let him use her, that this was the only thing she was good for. It would take all her willpower at this point to keep herself from simply giving in…

 

[majus]

Startled by his strength and urgency, Nami’s efforts to keep quiet did not last long. Soon she was grunting and gasping at every rapid thrust, tilting her head back as jolts of electric pleasure arched her spine. Lost, overwhelmed, powerless, there was a dark thrill in surrendering to her frightening fate.

It took a moment for her upraised eyes to catch sight of the blaster. Thoughts flickered like static in the fog that filled her head. Could she make him lose his grip—? She clutched at that faint hope of survival, trying to force herself to focus.

She bucked back against him with renewed fervour, trying to keep him distracted – though the heat growing inside her was a dangerous distraction in itself. Tossing her head, she tried to catch a glimpse behind her, to get a better awareness of her surroundings. If she could get him to drop the weapon, perhaps she could get hold of it, scare him off.

That is, if she could bring herself to act. The treacherous voice inside her told her to just let him use her, that this was the only thing she was good for. It would take all her willpower at this point to keep herself from simply giving in…

To Nami's surprise, she caught the man's face as she glanced back. His expression was twisted from pleasure as his movements became more and more erratic.
She realised that the young man was not too experienced, if at all... and he was quickly coming to his peak.

"Oh, fuck~" He moaned out his hips bucking with greater intensity, and after a moment, the woman needed to correct herself. He was already cumming.

 

[Elfie]

Spoiler: Persuasion

8+2 vs dc 10 -success

The man's shoulders shook as he chuckled, clearly amused by her monologue.

"I assure you, pinky, that I am not conning you out of your credits because you are a bimbo~" He said with a small smile. "But you did come to me, with specific requirements... so you are ready to spend some credits~"

Seri frowns, a little annoyed by his amusement, despite the softening of the tension between them.

“So we both benefit from this, don’t we?” She arches an eyebrow, jabbing a finger down on the counter. “I’m looking to spend reasonably, or else I can just walk away. So c’mon, let’s work something out.”

 

[lady-lux]

To Nami's surprise, she caught the man's face as she glanced back. His expression was twisted from pleasure as his movements became more and more erratic.
She realised that the young man was not too experienced, if at all... and he was quickly coming to his peak.

"Oh, fuck~" He moaned out his hips bucking with greater intensity, and after a moment, the woman needed to correct herself. He was already cumming.

“No—ooh, oh, uh, uh, ah…!” Nami’s frantic attempts to protest, to plead, were lost as the intense thrusts left her breathless. Panic gripped her. Fear, anger, frustrated arousal. The blaster! It was now, or never. She steeled herself to act, to grab at the weapon in his hand before—

I’ll put a bolt through that empty head. His words, and the memory of her dark dream, flashed in her mind, crumbling her fragile resolve. Her wide, tearful eyes stared at the wall in front of her, unseeing. He had all the power. She couldn’t fight him.

With a low moan of defeat, she let her head sink down as she surrendered herself to her fate. Waiting for him to finish, to fill her, to mark her fully as his conquest. Not knowing whether he would let her live afterwards, and not even sure if it mattered.

 

[majus]

Seri frowns, a little annoyed by his amusement, despite the softening of the tension between them.

“So we both benefit from this, don’t we?” She arches an eyebrow, jabbing a finger down on the counter. “I’m looking to spend reasonably, or else I can just walk away. So c’mon, let’s work something out.”

"Ah, but should you walk away, you lose time seeking for somone else to sell you what you need." He paused. "But, very well. I am not opposed to negotiating. But I shall not sell at a loss. What do you suggest?" He asked, a small smile dancing on his lips.

 

[majus]

“No—ooh, oh, uh, uh, ah…!” Nami’s frantic attempts to protest, to plead, were lost as the intense thrusts left her breathless. Panic gripped her. Fear, anger, frustrated arousal. The blaster! It was now, or never. She steeled herself to act, to grab at the weapon in his hand before—

I’ll put a bolt through that empty head. His words, and the memory of her dark dream, flashed in her mind, crumbling her fragile resolve. Her wide, tearful eyes stared at the wall in front of her, unseeing. He had all the power. She couldn’t fight him.

With a low moan of defeat, she let her head sink down as she surrendered herself to her fate. Waiting for him to finish, to fill her, to mark her fully as his conquest. Not knowing whether he would let her live afterwards, and not even sure if it mattered.

She could feel him explode, hot cum flooding her pussy. The man moaned as his enlarged dick for a moment shot strings of cum, before he collapsed on top of her, panting heavily.

 

[Elfie]

"Ah, but should you walk away, you lose time seeking for somone else to sell you what you need." He paused. "But, very well. I am not opposed to negotiating. But I shall not sell at a loss. What do you suggest?" He asked, a small smile dancing on his lips.

Seri wrinkles her nose as she realises the way this is going. She’s annoyed enough at the Bothan to refuse, and walk away, but she’s come this far…

Her cheeks tint with colour as she considers that smile, and what it implies. She’s been feeling so confident, so in control, that the idea of reverting to surrendering some of that, and of being regarded as a tool in a bargain, has her feeling off her guard and agitated.

But she shifts her weight against the counter, placing her hands either side of her, giving him a direct view of her cleavage.

“Fine. I’ll give you a price I’m more willing to pay. And you…” she grimaces, “You tell me what’ll make up the difference. 4000 for the lot.”

 

[majus]

Seri wrinkles her nose as she realises the way this is going. She’s annoyed enough at the Bothan to refuse, and walk away, but she’s come this far…

Her cheeks tint with colour as she considers that smile, and what it implies. She’s been feeling so confident, so in control, that the idea of reverting to surrendering some of that, and of being regarded as a tool in a bargain, has her feeling off her guard and agitated.

But she shifts her weight against the counter, placing her hands either side of her, giving him a direct view of her cleavage.

“Fine. I’ll give you a price I’m more willing to pay. And you…” she grimaces, “You tell me what’ll make up the difference. 4000 for the lot.”

"Oh? So 7000 credits lower." The merchant hummed. After a moment, his face - from what she could tell - brightened.

"How about this... You do a job for me, and we shall settle for 4000 credits, just as you wanted~" The Bothan offered.

 

[Elfie]

"Oh? So 7000 credits lower." The merchant hummed. After a moment, his face - from what she could tell - brightened.

"How about this... You do a job for me, and we shall settle for 4000 credits, just as you wanted~" The Bothan offered.

She’s aware she’s low balling him considerably, but she’s also aware that his asked-for price would make her funds plummet - and this is before she’s paid for transport off world.

Seri narrows her eyes, cautious, but not altogether disheartened by the suggestion. “That could work… what kind of job?”

She’s honestly surprised he’s not trying to extort her for her body - it’s almost refreshing. But at the same time, there’s whatever risks might be involved in what’s bound to be illegal activity of some kind.

 

[lady-lux]

She could feel him explode, hot cum flooding her pussy. The man moaned as his enlarged dick for a moment shot strings of cum, before he collapsed on top of her, panting heavily.

Whimpering beneath his weight, Nami could do nothing but shiver with the heat of shame and arousal. Little shocks ran through her as she felt his cock swelling – one thick pulse after another shot deep inside her, each an undeniable, indelible claim of his victory. While her rational mind struggled to resurface, to figure out what to do, another part of her felt only the bliss of having been claimed, put in her proper place.

 

[majus]

She’s aware she’s low balling him considerably, but she’s also aware that his asked-for price would make her funds plummet - and this is before she’s paid for transport off world.

Seri narrows her eyes, cautious, but not altogether disheartened by the suggestion. “That could work… what kind of job?”

She’s honestly surprised he’s not trying to extort her for her body - it’s almost refreshing. But at the same time, there’s whatever risks might be involved in what’s bound to be illegal activity of some kind.

The Botham smiled at her question.

"A couple of day ago, a group of punks - a so called 'D'erka scrubbers' gang, stole from me a part to a ship. They are a band of hooligans, not a proper gang, and part is not worth that much, but it was already sold and I need to deliver it. You simply need to get me the part." He explained.

 

[majus]

Whimpering beneath his weight, Nami could do nothing but shiver with the heat of shame and arousal. Little shocks ran through her as she felt his cock swelling – one thick pulse after another shot deep inside her, each an undeniable, indelible claim of his victory. While her rational mind struggled to resurface, to figure out what to do, another part of her felt only the bliss of having been claimed, put in her proper place.

"Fucking slut!" He exclaimed as he quickened his movements. He grabbed Nami by tentacles and pulled, forcing her to arch - and soon she felt his hot seed explode inside her, flood her womb, with such a quantity that it started spilling. His seed was so hot, it almost burned her at initial touch.

Slap!

His hand landed on her ass, sending shocks of pleasure down her spine.