Star Wars: Warlords

[Regin34]

"Hmm~" The man hummed. "Ever since the fall of the empire." He admitted. "I just keep wondering, how the world would look like, if we had a Mandalore to lead us... I even wonder what name he would take... Mandalore the Reformer?" He hummed. "Mandalore the Warrior.... or Mandalore the Last?"

Ahina quietly listened to Crix, holding cup in both hands, analysing what he said.
„Our last Mandalore was Bo Katan or Darth Maul, depending on who you asked. I don’t know what name he or she would take, but if we would be united under his leadership, there would be no civil war. Republic and others wouldn’t dare to attack our homeland”. She said, looking at Tai.
„And you? What you would done if we get Mandalore? In our small team Crix is our leader, so let’s pretend he gets this title”. Ahina suggested for Crix, to try this role.

 

[majus]

Nami nodded, trying not to show just how anxious she felt. “Maybe – there’s a chance we can just slip by and not draw attention to ourselves,” she said. “Either way, everyone’s going to need some kind of clothes to wear. We’d better see what we can find, fast. And – ” She turned to the Echani woman. “I’m so sorry, I still haven’t asked your name…?”

The woman nodded her head.

"I am Kaelaen." She gave a slight bow of her head. "And I am indebted to you for saving me." She bowed her head respectfully.

The human, Jura, looked at the display, surprised.

 

[Elfie]

The trio reached their respective orgasms more or less in same time... and for a moment, they were connected. Connected in pleasure, in bliss, in heat.

The sensation was too much for Seri, pleasure to great...

She collapsed and blanked out.

...

When she opened her eyes, she realised, that she was sandwiched between two siblings, who were still riding the heights of their pleasure...

The peak she reaches this time sends her spiralling into blackness, waves of mind-altering pheromones bombarding her senses.

Is this what mine are supposed to be like? How it would have been if I hadn’t been altered, tampered with?

This is what she wonders as she loses herself to a haze of overstimulation and hypersensitivity.

When she return to herself, those questions are long gone, as she finds her little pink body still in use, still thrust into and forced down, her mouth and pussy both pressed into helpless service. She squirms, not out of pleasure now, and fresh tears of exertion begin to roll down her cheeks, as she struggles to raise her head, to try and contort her body to break free, even just for a moment to catch her breath.

 

[lady-lux]

The woman nodded her head.

"I am Kaelaen." She gave a slight bow of her head. "And I am indebted to you for saving me." She bowed her head respectfully.

The human, Jura, looked at the display, surprised.

“Kaelaen.” Nami nodded. “And Jura, yes?” She smiled at the two women. “And don’t worry about any debts. The only thing I want is for all of us to get out of here alive.”

 

[majus]

Ahina quietly listened to Crix, holding cup in both hands, analysing what he said.
„Our last Mandalore was Bo Katan or Darth Maul, depending on who you asked. I don’t know what name he or she would take, but if we would be united under his leadership, there would be no civil war. Republic and others wouldn’t dare to attack our homeland”. She said, looking at Tai.
„And you? What you would done if we get Mandalore? In our small team Crix is our leader, so let’s pretend he gets this title”. Ahina suggested for Crix, to try this role.

"Krif!" He snarled. "Those two were not Mandalore! A weapon of Jeti is not what makes one a leader." He paused, a nostalgia entering his voice. "The armour... Only the armour. The one our leader had during the glorious battle against the Raven!" He sighed, taking another sip of alcohol. He seemed to be quite passionate about the subject. "Besides..." He hummed. "Mandalorians are broken. Easy pickings for Republic and Empire."

Tai glanced at Ahina and shrugged.

"I am a simple woman. I would continue fighting on the front lines." She shrugged. "And you?" She asked. "What would you expect from Mandalore.

 

[majus]

The peak she reaches this time sends her spiralling into blackness, waves of mind-altering pheromones bombarding her senses.

Is this what mine are supposed to be like? How it would have been if I hadn’t been altered, tampered with?

This is what she wonders as she loses herself to a haze of overstimulation and hypersensitivity.

When she return to herself, those questions are long gone, as she finds her little pink body still in use, still thrust into and forced down, her mouth and pussy both pressed into helpless service. She squirms, not out of pleasure now, and fresh tears of exertion begin to roll down her cheeks, as she struggles to raise her head, to try and contort her body to break free, even just for a moment to catch her breath.

The twins slowly moan as they wake up. Their bodies moved slightly, the dick that was still inside Seri twitched. The man started groping her breast and moved his hips as he slowly recovered and the woman leaned forward, kissing Seri on lips, tenderly.

"You were wonderful~" Tai said after a moment, caressing Zeltron's cheek.

 

[majus]

“Kaelaen.” Nami nodded. “And Jura, yes?” She smiled at the two women. “And don’t worry about any debts. The only thing I want is for all of us to get out of here alive.”

The Echani nodded her head.

"Of course. Still, I have every intention to pay the debt back." The woman said with a serious voice, and it was quite obvious she would be stubborn about this.

Jura already turned back to the console, before turning back to Nami with sigh.

"So, boss-woman, what do you want us to do?" She asked. "What's the plan?"

"We will follow your directions." Kaelaen said with a fire in her voice.

 

[Regin34]

"Krif!" He snarled. "Those two were not Mandalore! A weapon of Jeti is not what makes one a leader." He paused, a nostalgia entering his voice. "The armour... Only the armour. The one our leader had during the glorious battle against the Raven!" He sighed, taking another sip of alcohol. He seemed to be quite passionate about the subject. "Besides..." He hummed. "Mandalorians are broken. Easy pickings for Republic and Empire."

Tai glanced at Ahina and shrugged.

"I am a simple woman. I would continue fighting on the front lines." She shrugged. "And you?" She asked. "What would you expect from Mandalore.

„Oh yes, Revan was great enemy. Also armour from his era, design and functionality were great, I wish to have one of my own. And Canderus Ordo, he was strong one, that’s for sure”.
Ahina remember history lessons.
„Well, in my opinion Mandalore would have to allow for clans to regrow their former strength, rise up new generations. No matter if by foundlings or natural born, we need more people in our ranks, to train them and equip them”. Ahina smiles and winks to Tai.
„Also Mandalore should take many wives to have more strong children, don’t you think”?

 

[Elfie]

The twins slowly moan as they wake up. Their bodies moved slightly, the dick that was still inside Seri twitched. The man started groping her breast and moved his hips as he slowly recovered and the woman leaned forward, kissing Seri on lips, tenderly.

"You were wonderful~" Tai said after a moment, caressing Zeltron's cheek.

Her mind still wrapped in a haze of pleasure and exertion, Seri mumbles softly, wordlessly, against the gentle kiss. She looks up into the woman’s eyes, her own open and tender, devoid of subterfuge, as she allows herself to be lulled by the soft touch, and the slow motion of the brother’s softening cock inside her. She almost dreads the moment that she’ll no longer be full.

She feels suddenly very guilty, and stupid, for her fears and deceit, and very nearly withdraws the hidden credit chip from her boot. But in the back of her mind, she weighs the pair’s actions against their post-coital affection, and shakily resolves to play her part until she’s safely away. Still, she allows herself a moment to bask in their gratitude and admiration. “You were too - both of you. Wonderful.” She lets her emotions flow out to them on a wave of pheromones, returning the earlier influence she received, moving awkwardly in bondage on her knees.

 

[majus]

„Oh yes, Revan was great enemy. Also armour from his era, design and functionality were great, I wish to have one of my own. And Canderus Ordo, he was strong one, that’s for sure”.
Ahina remember history lessons.
„Well, in my opinion Mandalore would have to allow for clans to regrow their former strength, rise up new generations. No matter if by foundlings or natural born, we need more people in our ranks, to train them and equip them”. Ahina smiles and winks to Tai.
„Also Mandalore should take many wives to have more strong children, don’t you think”?

Crix hummed, he seem to have opinion, but doesn't voice it.

Tai laughed at the comment.

"Are you that eager to become a breeding mare?" She asked with a small smirk. "The code allows non-bloods to become mandalorians~" Tai shook her head. "But strong seed... Gens are not enough to make a warrior~" She paused. "But they help~" She agreed as she raised a glass.

 

[majus]

Her mind still wrapped in a haze of pleasure and exertion, Seri mumbles softly, wordlessly, against the gentle kiss. She looks up into the woman’s eyes, her own open and tender, devoid of subterfuge, as she allows herself to be lulled by the soft touch, and the slow motion of the brother’s softening cock inside her. She almost dreads the moment that she’ll no longer be full.

She feels suddenly very guilty, and stupid, for her fears and deceit, and very nearly withdraws the hidden credit chip from her boot. But in the back of her mind, she weighs the pair’s actions against their post-coital affection, and shakily resolves to play her part until she’s safely away. Still, she allows herself a moment to bask in their gratitude and admiration. “You were too - both of you. Wonderful.” She lets her emotions flow out to them on a wave of pheromones, returning the earlier influence she received, moving awkwardly in bondage on her knees.

The two looked at each other then smiled.

"Wonderful, marvelous~" Kai hummed as he coed her.

Tai knelt in front of Seri and smiled at her.

"Tell me, do you like sex?" She asked.

As the answer was given by Zeltron, the moment a Frist letter escaped her mouth, a ballgag was slipped into her mouth.

 

[Regin34]

Crix hummed, he seem to have opinion, but doesn't voice it.

Tai laughed at the comment.

"Are you that eager to become a breeding mare?" She asked with a small smirk. "The code allows non-bloods to become mandalorians~" Tai shook her head. "But strong seed... Gens are not enough to make a warrior~" She paused. "But they help~" She agreed as she raised a glass.

„I already mentioned foundlings. Also, we are too few in numbers, so having more children with best gens would help. Republic mass produced their soldiers and won the war”. Ahina said smiling.
„Well, if I had to choose which child I would to carry, I would choose Mandalore. Strong and cunning, with proper training it could achieve greatness. And you? Would you like to have child with strong warrior”?

 

[Elfie]

The two looked at each other then smiled.

"Wonderful, marvelous~" Kai hummed as he coed her.

Tai knelt in front of Seri and smiled at her.

"Tell me, do you like sex?" She asked.

As the answer was given by Zeltron, the moment a Frist letter escaped her mouth, a ballgag was slipped into her mouth.

Seri’s response is forced back into her throat, and transitions into a muffled cry of alarm. Her sex-drunk haze shatters, and her eyes grow wide with fright. She tries to tell them to wait, to give her a moment to recover. She tries to say that she really must be going, that friends she doesn’t truly have will be missing her, and won’t they just let her get some water first.

Her lips are forced wide by the gag, and with only her legs free of restraints now, she tries to rise, hoping to find some leverage. Even if she was inclined to without outside influence, she wouldn’t be able to take much more of the twins attentions, her little body worn and aching.

 

[lady-lux]

The Echani nodded her head.

"Of course. Still, I have every intention to pay the debt back." The woman said with a serious voice, and it was quite obvious she would be stubborn about this.

Jura already turned back to the console, before turning back to Nami with sigh.

"So, boss-woman, what do you want us to do?" She asked. "What's the plan?"

"We will follow your directions." Kaelaen said with a fire in her voice.

A chill ran through Nami. “Please, I’m just a – ” She cut herself off, taking a deep breath.

“All right. Some of us definitely need to get to my ship, and we’ll need the right clothes for that. So let’s start there. First thing is to see what there is on board for everyone to wear. If we can find enough outfits to pass ourselves off as – partygoers, say, or anything, maybe moving in groups – we should be able to avoid too much attention from the patrols. Anyone who needs help to move, we can pretend they had too much to drink, maybe.” She shook her head. “It’ll all depend on what we find.

“If there aren’t enough clothes for everyone, then…we’ll probably need this ship too.” She looked at Jura. “From what you said, apart from fuel, it’s mostly ready to fly? What do you think are our odds of getting take-off clearance? We could…use Thassco’s name and identification. If we end up needing to.”

 

[majus]

„I already mentioned foundlings. Also, we are too few in numbers, so having more children with best gens would help. Republic mass produced their soldiers and won the war”. Ahina said smiling.
„Well, if I had to choose which child I would to carry, I would choose Mandalore. Strong and cunning, with proper training it could achieve greatness. And you? Would you like to have child with strong warrior”?

Krix shook his head.

"Clones..." He sighted. "What a fucking mess... just because the politicians wanted to spare their citizens, they produced slave soldiers." He shook his head.

Tai took a swing.

"Nahh..." She shook her head. "I already have someone in mind~" She chuckled.

 

[majus]

Seri’s response is forced back into her throat, and transitions into a muffled cry of alarm. Her sex-drunk haze shatters, and her eyes grow wide with fright. She tries to tell them to wait, to give her a moment to recover. She tries to say that she really must be going, that friends she doesn’t truly have will be missing her, and won’t they just let her get some water first.

Her lips are forced wide by the gag, and with only her legs free of restraints now, she tries to rise, hoping to find some leverage. Even if she was inclined to without outside influence, she wouldn’t be able to take much more of the twins attentions, her little body worn and aching.

The twins got up and put their clothes in order.

Slap!

Kai's heavy hand lands on her ass.

"Get up!" He all but demands.

Tai grabbed her leash and started dragging her out to the outside. People there were still having fun, sex, ganbangs, and many were also partaking in bondage. A few men and women looked at Seri lustfully.

As she walked past a young woman, she walked up to Seri and licked her cheek while also groping her breast.

The twins looked at this with amusement before pulling Seri away and continuing on their way.

 

[majus]

A chill ran through Nami. “Please, I’m just a – ” She cut herself off, taking a deep breath.

“All right. Some of us definitely need to get to my ship, and we’ll need the right clothes for that. So let’s start there. First thing is to see what there is on board for everyone to wear. If we can find enough outfits to pass ourselves off as – partygoers, say, or anything, maybe moving in groups – we should be able to avoid too much attention from the patrols. Anyone who needs help to move, we can pretend they had too much to drink, maybe.” She shook her head. “It’ll all depend on what we find.

“If there aren’t enough clothes for everyone, then…we’ll probably need this ship too.” She looked at Jura. “From what you said, apart from fuel, it’s mostly ready to fly? What do you think are our odds of getting take-off clearance? We could…use Thassco’s name and identification. If we end up needing to.”

Kaelaen nodded her head, and quickly departed.

Spoiler: Jura

Jura glanced at Nami and slowly nodded her head.

"If we need, we can lift of even now... I am not familiar with Zygerian ways of doing things, but they can't be that harsh as Corusanti." She hummed. "I think we can find somewhere appropriate documents..."

 

[Elfie]

The twins got up and put their clothes in order.

Slap!

Kai's heavy hand lands on her ass.

"Get up!" He all but demands.

Tai grabbed her leash and started dragging her out to the outside. People there were still having fun, sex, ganbangs, and many were also partaking in bondage. A few men and women looked at Seri lustfully.

As she walked past a young woman, she walked up to Seri and licked her cheek while also groping her breast.

The twins looked at this with amusement before pulling Seri away and continuing on their way.

Bound, gagged, her flesh smarting with pain, Seri’s mind races at the sights and sounds all around. She stumbles, unsure of her usually graceful gate in the new boots as she’s paraded about. This was not part of the deal.

She can still feel the credit chip against her ankle. That’s something. She has no intention of being kept as any kind of sex slave or decorative whore by the siblings. But her arms are bound, unable to fight, or use any manual skills that might aid her. And the gag in her mouth, forcing a steady pooling of drool on her chin, prevents her from calling for help - as if she’d get any here.

She shies away at the strangers touch, the siblings’ amusement cutting into her like a pair of vibroblades. The cacophony of pleasure from all around threatens to dull and twist her senses, and in her head, she begins to repeat the words of a Zeltron lullaby - not something she ever experienced herself, but discovered some years into her young adulthood - trying to maintain her focus, as her eyes rove around for some kind of opening, some chance to escape.

 

[Regin34]

Krix shook his head.

"Clones..." He sighted. "What a fucking mess... just because the politicians wanted to spare their citizens, they produced slave soldiers." He shook his head.

Tai took a swing.

"Nahh..." She shook her head. "I already have someone in mind~" She chuckled.

„Well… you got a point. They don’t called it like that, but it’s true. Clones we’re slaves in every way except name. And now they are gone too”.
Ahina took a swing too.
„Ohoho? Who is perfect men who catch your eye, Tai? Could you describe him to us?” Ahina smiles, winks to Crix, sensing that he knew who Tai has in mind.

 

[lady-lux]

Kaelaen nodded her head, and quickly departed.

Spoiler: Jura

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Jura glanced at Nami and slowly nodded her head.

"If we need, we can lift of even now... I am not familiar with Zygerian ways of doing things, but they can't be that harsh as Corusanti." She hummed. "I think we can find somewhere appropriate documents..."

Nami nodded to Jura. “Thank you. At least we’ll know that if we get too close to the time of the auction, this ship can get away before anyone comes asking questions.” She glanced to the door, then back to Jura. “If you’ve got things under control here for now, I’ll check how the others are doing. I’ll let you know what’s going on.”