KOTOR II: The Grey Side

Chapter III.

Sex Scene VI

Korriban…

The dark halls of the Sith Academy echoed a song, a sound, a lone mercury riding the stale air to the ears of any with the will to hear.
Female: “OH GOD YES!!!! FUCK ME HARDER!! HARDER. HARDER!! STUFF ME HARDER, DAMNIT!!”

Let’s fast forward, shall we? Super-accelerate to a room full of men in dark Sith Assassin uniforms. Some guard the door, others stand in a circle around a pile of flesh. Bastilla Shan laid on the padded mat of the floor getting fucked hard by one of the Assassins while she sucked off two on either side of her, and another titfucked her giant Jedi breasts. Bastilla moved her head on the cock to her left while tugging the one on her right with her combat-hardened hand. Her warm tongue pleased the cock as her mouth slid back and forth over the meaty pole over and over and over until the Assassin could take no more and came in her mouth, flooding her with cum. She let go of the cock and screamed in pleasure again with the cum still in her mouth.
Bastilla: “YES! OH YES!!” The assassin grabbed her head and forced it up so she swallowed his cum, she did so and opened her mouth to show her slut feat. The assassin on the right came at Bastilla’s hand manipulations, the cum shot onto her face and right shoulder. Both assassins backed up and redressed in their camouflage suits, another moved forward and undressed himself fully, including mask, knowing full well Bastilla would be fucked far too hard to remember his face. He kneeled down over her head and leaned her face back, opened her mouth and proceeded to thrust his hips forward and fuck her mouth and precious lips. The assassin fucking her tits came and sprayed her neck, Bastilla arched her back in pleasure as the man in her pussy came too and sprayed her delicate inner walls with cum. He brushed her slightly untamed mound of rich brown pubic hair before leaving and dressing himself. The man fucking her mouth pulled out for a second, another assassin stepped forward and flipped her over to her hands and knees. She barely had time to register before the cock entered her mouth again and she continued her job of pleasing it. She felt a cock at her ass and within a moment she felt the sensation of her ass being filled. Another assassin slid under her and licked and massaged her massive jugs while thrusting himself up into her pussy. Bastilla would have smiled if not for the cock in her mouth as her body was rocked and ravaged in three places at once. A man in a steel mask sat in the corner typing information into an input device, and watching the screen of Bastilla being fucked. The computer relayed information. Bastilla suddenly blinked, and the look of lust was gone. She struggled to get the cock out of her mouth, and to stand up as she realized she was being violated in both her flower and her ass.
Assassin: “She snapped out of it, get the Sirens in here.” The three men reluctantly pulled out, Bastilla stood and ran to the door, only to have it close in front of her. She called a force wave, the Assassins were unaffected as their wills were more than well trained, especially with Bastilla weak and frightened. The other door opened, and three women walked in wearing the signature outer black cloak of the Sith. They moved forward, the one in the middle in front. She removed the cloak’s hood to reveal a human female face with long, long black hair. The other two took off their hoods, a blue-eyed dark blonde human female with a ponytail, and a green twi’lek female.
Female 1: “Deus.”
Female 2: “Ecks.”
Female 3: “Machena.” Bastilla shrank into the corner.
Bastilla: “Please, no! Please don’t take me again! Don’t make me-“ The three Sith Women removed their robes to reveal their naked bodies. Deus sported average sized breasts, while Ecks had smaller ones with pierced nipples and hanging silver attachements in the shape of a sunrise, and Machena had the largest by far. Machena was a twi’lek and thus had no pubic hair, while Ecks had a curly and large triangle, and Deus was trimmed nicely into a stripe. The naked women walked slowly over while they swayed their hips. Ecks and Machena grabbed Bastilla’s arms and dragged her up, Deus walked forward ahead of them. They walked into their room, a lavishly decorated one with a king-size bed. They threw Bastilla onto the bed, Deus turned around and smiled as she closed the door. The Assassins gathered at the door to listen to the sick sounds of women flesh on women flesh and female rape.
Bastilla: “No. NO! Mm-…. NNNG! LET ME GO- PLEASE- NNNG!.... No. NO!... YES. YES!! GIVE ME MORE!” The door opened, the sirens threw Bastilla back to the assassins, Bastilla promptly sat on her knees and ripped the pants off one assassin and started sucking his cock.
Assassin: “Nice job, Sirens. Go back to your pleasure box.” The three women left and took their robes, they entered their room with the one king sized bed and the door slammed shut. The assassins dragged Bastilla back to the center of the room where an assassin was waiting with his dick at full attention. They lifted her up and thrust her down onto him, she screamed in pleasure and started humping him, driven by pure lust. Two assassins adorned her sides, she slipped her lips onto one’s cock and massaged the other’s balls, both of them played with her huge titties. Another Assassin laid down with an erect cock, he slide forward and positioned himself at Bastilla’s ass. He thrust in, Bastilla moaned and gurgled on her own spit that dripped off the cock she was sucking. She popped it out of her mouth as her saliva made thin, sticky lines between the two objects.
Bastilla: “YES. OH YES!!” Jizz shot out of one of the many random cocks surrounding her, it landed on her cheeks and dripped down to her large, bouncing tits. More cum erupted from the ring of assassins jerking off around her, it covered her surprisingly still braided brown hair and beautiful face. She felt cum fill up her ass and arched her back, her pussy clenched on the pole penetrating her pussy and squeezed the juice right out of it. Bastilla’s strength exhausted, she slumped to her side, the assassins backed up, except for the ones about to cum, who did so on her ass and backside. The leader of the Assassins stepped forward, he took Bastilla’s hair in hand and yanked her head up. Bastilla yelled at the pain a bit, she yelled even more when he threw her over a desk. He turned her over and pushed her back so her ass was just hanging off the table and her back was arched against the table. He pulled his cock out and roughly entered her snatch. Bastilla’s tired head rocked back and forth with a blank stare as she was raped for the Nth time. The leader came inside her and let go, she hit the floor like a rag doll. The leader looked back to the man in the chair.
Leader: “This one is done. Bring in Vash again.” The man smiled and pushed a part of his screen. Another door in the circular main room opened, two men came in carrying a reluctant prisoner; Jedi Master Lonna Vash in a slave uniform.
Vash: “No, not again! Please not again!”
Assassin: “Call in the Sirens, sir?” The leader sneered.
Leader: “No, I liked my taste of the fallen one. Leave her will intact.”
Vash: “YOU MONSTER!” The two men at her side held her, the Leader moved forward and ripped the skimpy top off of her breasts, the chain links landed on the floor like metal rain. Two shadows flew through the hallway, and cut themselves open with light. The ring of assassins fell down in halves, the leader pushed Lonna down and took out his double-pike to block an orange and a green saber. Master and Exile backed off and went back-to-back, they held they sabers up vertically across their hoods. They both removed their Jedi and Sith hoods.
Exile: “You ok, Lonna?”
Lonna: “Exile?!”
Exile: “Nice to see you, too. Thought you were dead.”
Lonna: “That would be a very dead-end plot device, Exile.”
Master: “Would you two shut up?! You go left, I go right!”
Exile: “Got it!” Exile turned around and sped to the left, to the Leader’s right side, Master jumped up right. The Leader backed up and pushed Lonna forward, he threw twin daggers with utmost precision at both the warriors. At the last second, Master threw a force-push against the wall and pushed himself the opposite direction, away from the dagger and towards Exile. Exile meanwhile ducked and turned to the right, slicing the dagger, then turned again and struck the Leader on his right side instead of the left, Master flew by and thrust his saber into Leader’s chest before hitting the ground and rolling, standing up and using force lightning on him. Leader fell down dead, Master recalled and shut off his saber, Exile looked around and turned off his green one, he helped Lonna onto her feet, she covered up her B sized breasts. She looked at the two Exiles standing next to each other.
Lonna: “Two of you? I thought you were an only child.”
Master: “Sure, let’s go with that, pretty eyes.” She looked aghast.
Exile: “Refrain from hitting on her, she was almost raped. Lonna, I came here seeking your advice on this mystery. This is my doppelganger, he is from an alternate dimension where I fell to the darkside. Our paths crossed, our holes in the force lined up and… he’s here. Along with some members of his crew. I am trying to get him back to his home dimension.”
Lonna: “Why not just kill him.” Master took out his lightsaber, Exile grabbed his hand.
Exile: “If we killed all who opposed us, how would we not be Sith?” Master put away his saber.
Master: “Well said, Exile.” Lonna stared at him.
Lonna: “Bastilla is also here, they have been studying us, I do not know why.” Exile took off his Jedi robe and handed it to her, she concealed her embarrassing outfit and topless state.
Exile: “We have to find her.”

Bastilla lay sedated in a room, shackled to a semi-inverted stone table. Four lightsabers pierced the door in all four corners and moved around in a circle, a force push sent the door down to reveal four glowing sabers floating in the force will of Exile and Master. [I would just like to note, I came up with the idea of force-floating lightsabers to fight for you way before KOTOR II did. End note] They both deactivated them and called them back to their belts. The trio of Jedi, fallen or otherwise, ran in, Exile took out twin sabers in green and blue and cut her shackles off. Master picked her up, another door in the room opened and the Sirens walked out.
Dues: “You will not take her.” Master looked to Exile, Exile nodded. Master put Bastilla back down, then spun around with a red double-blade ignited, Lonna took out her yellow single blade and Exile his green single. Dues took out a single red, Ecks a double-bladed purple and Machena duals in purple and red. The Six Warriors stood there looking at each other, their blades cutting nothing but random air and dust molecules. Dues stared into the eyes of the Master, a sweat drop appeared on his brow, she smiled. She reached over and touched the breast of Ecks softly, stroking it through the dark Jedi cloth. Master held his blade a little lower.
Exile: “Don’t even think about it.”
Master: “If I can’t have them, at least I can have a fight.” Machena went forward with a dual overhead strike with both her sabers, Lonna and Exile blocked both of them. Dues striked lower right to left to swipe off Master’s legs. Ecks spun her body to go for Exile’s midsection. Master put his double-blade behind his back and spun into a round-house, his lower blade stopped Dues’, and his foot found Ecks’ face and knocked her back. Master continued spinning around and faced Deus again, he stopped her stab with his vertical saberstaff as he moved his body. Lonna and Exile pushed Machena’s attack off, she backed up while Lonna and Exile both attacked her, Lonna attacking vertically downward and Exile right to left, both of which Machena blocked. Ecks turned to her left to go for Lonna’s legs, Master reached over and blocked her lower double blade with his. Deus went to halve him, Master brought the other end of his blade up just in time to knock her saber away. Machena backed off of Lonna and Exile and twirled her right hand saber, she went to stab it into Master’s face, Lonna brought her saber horizontal and stopped her, Machena didn’t even look as she tried to stab her left hand saber into Lonna, only to have it brought down into the floor by Exile. All six warriors broke off and backed up, they held their blades ready again. Machena went forward again and spin around, holding both blades out. Lonna and Exile held their blades vertically in front of their faces to avoid Machena’s cut, Master spun himself around and struck Deus and Ecks high while going low on Machena at the same time. Machena jumped and flipped over Lonna and Exile, Lonna turned around and struck her horizontally across her face, which she double vertically blocked. Exile pushed forward on one foot and jumped up, he planted his other foot into Eck’s chest, kicked her onto her back. He landed and Deus turned around, getting off Master’s double and spun her saber around her hand, trying to vertically slice Exile in half. Exile brought his saber over his head and blocked her, she spun the other way, Exile spun his saber and held it to protect from her lower attack. Master looked at Ecks, who martial arts kicked herself up to her feet, she looked at Master. Master pointed his black gloved hand at her and extended a finger.
Master: “You and me… Let’s dance.” He moved forward and moved his saberstaff like a fan, he turned his back to her and stopped spinning the staff, he grabbed it in his left hand and threw it over his back to his right hand. He spun again to face her and struck lower right, Ecks simply brought the lower part of her blade and stopped him. She gave him a look, he threw a punch which she caught.
Master: “Sexy girl.”
Ecks: “You have no idea.” She pushed the top part of her staff forward, Master turned off his saber and back flipped over with his fist still caught, he maneuvered behind her and turned on both sides of his blade at her neck, reversing the hold on his hand to a twisted arm on her part. He sniffed her neck slowly.
Master: “Mm… You smell like a filthy girl.”
Ecks: “I’m not wearing panties.” She tried to free herself to no avail.
Master: “Lady, that’s the oldest trick in the slut book.” He let go of her hand for a split second and threw his short lightsaber from inside his robe to Deus’ leg, it pierced into it and she went down. Master grabbed his doublebladed hilt with both hands and pulled it onto Ecks’ neck and began choking her, she fought back and the two tumbled back and forth.
Master: “Lonna, 9 o’clock!” Lonna ducked, Master and Ecks wrestled back and forth while standing, Master’s left side blade hit Machena’s block. Master forced Ecks right, Machena blocked on that side with her right hand saber while stopping Lonna’s diagonal slash with her left hand. Master turned his blade and Ecks, hitting Machena’s block on the other side. Lonna kicked her leg, distracting her for a half second as Master spun Ecks to the left and cut Machena open. Ecks went limp from the lack of oxygen, Master held on for a few seconds longer to make sure it was not a trick. Exile put his saber into Dues’ hand, she screamed and went down on her injured knee again. Master walked over to her.
Master: “Do we kill them?”
Exile: “They attacked us, of course we kill them.”
Master: “Sometimes I wonder which of us is Sith. Just because they have fallen you kill them, just because they strike out in anger you kill them!”
Exile: “If they weren’t women you’d ENJOY killing them!” Silence.
Master: “Just cause you’re right doesn’t mean you’re right.”
Lonna: “Exile is right. They are too dangerous. They have powers beyond the blade.” Master looked back at the unconscious Ecks.
Master: “That ones got the face of an angel, though…”
Lonna: “They have ways of controlling people. They would control you and use you for their games. You’d wake up with a lightsaber in your chest for reasons unknown.” Master ignited his blade and held it in front of him.
Master: “I won’t let you!”
Exile: “They’re using their powers again! Lonna!” Exile stuck his saber in Deus’ chest, she screamed and collapsed as he turned it off. Lonna threw her saber to Ecks’ unconscious body and pulled it back. Master shook his head.
Master: “Man, I have a headache. Let’s get the Beast and get out of here.” He turned both sides of the blade off and took his short lightsaber back.
Lonna: “Her name is Bastilla.”
Master: “Yeah whatever. Figures you Jedi save your Jedi friends but we gotta kill mine.” He started back to the Ebon Hawk.
Lonna: “Your friend is very… strange. But I can’t help but feel he’s somehow right.”
Exile: “We’ll have time to think about that later. Do you have shelter here?” He picked up Bastilla in his arms.
Lonna: “That’s where they found me. Don’t need the force to tell me it’s not safe to go back there.”
Exile: “You always were a sarcastic bitch, Lonna.”
Lonna: “What did you call me?” She pulled his shoulder so he turned to face her. They stared each other down with anger. They suddenly pressed their lips together, their tongues entwined before they quickly broke off.
Exile: “We need to get Bastilla back.”
Voice: “That’s not Bastilla.” They both looked in horror as another figure came out of the darkness.
Voice: “And you’re not Jedi. Jedi do not love.” Exile quickly put Bastilla on the floor and ignited dual lightsabers in green and blue, Lonna ignited her saber as well.
Exile: “…What do you mean it’s not Bastilla.”
Voice: “That’s a cyborg we’ve been developing. For… special purposes. We were assigned to monitoring its abilities. It has her body, her personality, voice, mannerisms, even skin tone and scent. She can even pretend to reproduce, though as of yet the demand for a love bot to make children is zero. Keep it, if you like, we tested her enough. You can keep the Jedi slut as well, we have all the data to make one for her as well.”
Lonna: “What did you say?!”
Voice: “Hmhmmhmhmm…” Exile jumped forward and scissor cut him, he stabbed into him on the ground over and over as the figure continued to laugh at him. He felt red energy surge through him, he screamed in pain, Lonna went to his side.
Lonna: “Are you alright?” Exile breathed deeply.
Exile: “…You were right to cast me out.”
Lonna: “We cast you out because we blamed ourselves as much as you. I cast you out because I blamed myself for us as much as I blamed you. We need to get Bastilla out of here.”
Exile: “It’s just a robot.”
Lonna: “It’s a cyborg, and they seem to be producing them for love models. Having sex bots in the shape of Jedi like me or Bastilla could ruin the name of the order. We need to study it and find out where it was made.” Exile nodded and turned off his weapons, he turned on his Force Speed and picked up the Bastilla Bot. The two Jedi ran out of the building finally.

Ebon Hawk… Deep Space…

As the Ebon Hawk flew through the wonders of hyperspace, the crew gathered around the now extremely crowded meeting table to discuss the current events.
Master: “This adventure just gets weirder by the minute. Let’s take a head count. We have one exiled Jedi, you, by the way. His evil Sith double from another dimension. Me. Two copies of two different sets of force-wielding women, both with different alignments. An evil Atton because apparently yours is dead, a good Mira because ours is back home. A Jedi master who was, for all intents and purposes, dead. And a sex cyborg in the shape of Bastilla Shan, a servant of the Dark Lord Revan himself.”
Exile: “What do you mean Dark Lord? He saved the republic!” Master looked at him.
Master: “No.. That’s what you stupid Jedi thought he was going to do when you retrained him instead of cutting his head off. He then betrayed the Jedi and took control from Malak.”
Exile: “You neglected to tell me this fact!”
Master: “You didn’t ask! I don’t mean that in the sarcastic way, I just assumed Revan was the same in your world as he was in mine! I had no way of otherwise knowing!”
Exile: “Yes, I suppose you are right. This places the Rift further back.”
Lonna: “The Rift?”
Exile: “The spot where our lives differed. We had the same parents, Masters, battles… But it seems this all differed with Revan. I find that very… strange. Perhaps we are connected to him somehow.”
Master: “Then perhaps, we should ask him.”
Exile: “No one has seen nor heard from Revan in some time.”
Lonna: “Why don’t we ask her?” They all looked to Lonna, then to Bastilla.
Exile nodded to Master.
Master: “Bastilla, where is Revan?” Bastilla looked over confused.
Bastilla: “Unknown.”
Exile: “It’s possible they made her before he left.”
Master: “Why don’t we plug her in to T3?”
Exile: “…Does she… plug in that way?”
Master: “Give me five minutes with her…” He grinned.
Exile: “No. It might be a good idea to scan her, have some sense of how she works. Atton, bring her to medical bay.”
Atton: “A scan of that depth will take a while. At least a few hours.”
Exile: “Well then, the rest of us should get some sleep. Agreed?”
Master: “Agreed. I made the helm schedule, Exile, you’re up first.”
Exile: “Alright.” Atton brought Bastilla to the medical room and laid her down on the table, he activated the scan and then went to his bunk with the rest of the crew. The crew slept silently in their separate bunks for the time being, Exile sat at the helm watching the blue tunnel of hyperspace. He heard the seal of the bridge, he turned his chair to see Lonna standing by the sealed door.

Sex Scene VII

She stepped forward in front of him, she lifted her thumbs to her robe and let it hit the floor. She untied the sash of her under robe and pulled it apart, exposing her black lace bra. She bent down and pulled her pants down to reveal matching black lace panties. Lonna stepped out of them and fell into Exile’s arms, Exile kissed her deeply and embraced her. He unsnapped her bra and slipped it off her shoulders, exposing her tanned breasts matching her skin and light nipples. She stood up next to him, he pulled her panties off while she took his Jedi Master robe off. She took out his erect penis and straddled his legs, she aimed him at her entrance and sank herself onto him.
Lonna: “It’s been so long…”
Exile: “I missed you, Lonna.”
Lonna: “I missed you too…” She started rising and falling, impaling herself on his cock, both of them groaned. Exile thrust up into her, Lonna squealed in response. He leaned forward and licked her dark nipple, she trailed her nails down his back. She scratched him a bit, Exile took his mouth away and looked at her before throwing her into the co-pilot’s chair. He pushed her forward into it as her legs finally found the level floor, he grabbed her ass and thrust himself into her love hole again and again, roughly taking her from behind.
Exile: “You can scream all you want, Lonna. The Ebon Hawk is soundproof between rooms, not like Coruscant.”
Lonna: “I’m so used to quiet quickies with you, Exile.”
Exile: “Why, how many other padawans did you seduce?!”
Lonna: “How do you think I earned the nickname Jedi Queen? Back to work! Fuck me, damnit!” She threw her head back in pleasure as he hit her spot, Exile took the opportunity and grabbed her long dark hair. He pulled her onto his dick til his balls slapped her legs, she came with a scream as she threw her head up. She pulled herself out of Exile’s grasp by both his limbs and started dressing.
Exile: “Feel like finishing me off with your lips?”
Lonna: “You know I don’t suck cocks, Exile. You’ll just have to do it your own way.”
Exile: “You’re such a bitch, you know that?” She leaned down and kissed his forehead.
Lonna: “I’ll be back.” She dressed and opened the hatch, and walked out of the cockpit.

Nar Shadda…

Master and Exile walked out of the Ebon Hawk with the crew behind them as they looked on the cesspit of Nar Shadda once again.
Master: “Ah, now this is my kinda place.”
Lonna: “Doesn’t surprise me.”
Exile: “We are here to seek out any force sensitives that were in contact with Zez-Kai-Eil. Maybe then we can communicate with him and possibly any others who might know how to get you home.”
Master: “Hey, as long as I’m on Nar Shadda I am home.”
Exile: “Your influence here is vaunt. I helped all those I could here, anyone you killed or sold or screwed will not remember. Thus you are very dangerous here. You know too much, and the people know nothing of fear of you. I think you should take one of my flock and one of your own, and I will do the same.”
Master: “Bold move. I accept. I’ll take your Visas and my Handmaiden.”
Exile: “No deal, my Visas is aligned with the Dark Side. You take her, you also take Brianna, my Brianna. The one with the name.”
Master: “Such a harsh tongue. So be it, you can take whomever you want see if I care.”
Brianna, Visas and Master walked away from the Hawk. Mira walked up to Exile.
Mira: “Shall I keep an eye on the scum?”
Exile: “Yes… Bring Atton with you, try to turn him away from the dark if you can. Visas Marr, you’re with me, I’ll need your force-sight.”
Visas: “You obey the light side of the force. I will follow you like the ground follows the water.”
Exile: “Let’s go, then.” The four Jedi disembarked and split into two teams, Visas and Exile heading for Zez’s old apartment and Mira and Atton following Master.

A neon-lit sidewalk…

Master: “Ah, Nar-Shadda. Breathe it in. Do you know why the force flows so freely here?”
Brianna: “No.”
Master: “Sex. Pure, unadulterated, carnal need sex. I’m talking hot, fucking, sex. Lust and flesh on flesh and the most basic of needs to stick a peg into a hole. It washes off like a scent, a scent like a river, a river like a blanket. The planet is covered in it.” He picked one of the neon-lit Huttese buildings and walked in to a beautiful orange Twi’lek receptionist.
Receptionist: “Welcome to Nar Shadda Lay Back House number 5225.”
Brianna: “Lay Back house?”
Master: “Something to stick your dick into. I’ll take one Triple B and J, and a lay-down. Two for the price of two.”
Receptionist: “Preferences?”
Master: “Experience for the B and J… and how about a nice blue haired bitch for the lay down. Haven’t had one of them bluenettes in a while.”
Receptionist: “One thousand credits.”
Master: “I have a handsome face. You want to pay my tab for me.”
Receptionist: “You have a handsome face… I want to pay your tab for you….. Room 3, sir…”

Sex Scene VIII

The three force warriors walked into the small room, with nothing but a door, a bed, and a black wall with a hole in it. On the bed was a blue-haired, blue-eyed and pale skinned whore with an attractive face. Her long blue hair covered her right eye and some of her face as it cascaded down her naked shoulder. She was restrained to the bed, naked, with her legs spread wide open and arms restrained, a vibrator teasing her pussy to get her warm for the Master. Master walked up to the wall and fumbled with his dark robes, he took out his long cock and fed it into the hole, a pair of lips instantly latched onto it and started making him hard.
Master: “Ughh….” His eyes fluttered, since Mira was gone in the other dimension his best blowjob giver was gone, and the new Mira refused his mind games. A green-skinned twi’lek female hand came out of the hole and pressed his balls up against his cock, Master sighed again. Brianna and Visas watched in silence, though both of them were feeling the pains of arousal at the show.
Master: “Oh fuck yeah… take that cock deep in your mouth and fucking choke on it you cocksucking pair of lips.” The twi’lek pulled his balls and drew him closer, she deep-throated him all the way to the hilt and stuck her tongue out the lick his balls.
Master: “Aw shit… Love a slut’s fucking tongue on my cock. Made to go together.” Brianna slowly and involuntarily looked to the beautiful naked whore tied to the sexual position on the bed. She licked her lips at the beautiful female body in front of her. She turned to Visas, and even under her hood, she could tell Visas stared at her and saw straight through her. Brianna tackled Visas against the wall and wrapped her arms around her waist and back as her tongue probed Visas’ mouth round and round, swapping girl saliva with girl saliva and pressing her soft pink tongue against Visas’ hot wet mouth. Both girls moaned inside each others’ mouths as they succumbed to lesbian love. Master held the Twi’lek’s face in his hands as he thrust his cock in and out of her mouth, making wet, sloshy, vacuum seal sounds.
Master: “Yeah you like me fucking your slut mouth, don’t you?” He pushed her down and turned around, he looked at the woman on the bed and walked over to her. He casually looked over to Brianna and Visas, who were on the floor ripping each others’ clothes off in a sea of lust.
Brianna: “Mmm fuck! I want you bad!”
Visas: “Show me the way to heaven, sister Brianna!” Master nodded in approval, he walked over to the woman on the bed, spread before him in all her feminant glory. Master got on top of her and put a hand on either side of her large chest to the bed for support as he sank himself into her. He began pumping in and out of her taste of heaven over and over again as she lay there and did her job. He looked back to Brianna and Visas, on their knees and chests pressed against each other as their licked each others’ faces over and over, back and forth in a sensual game of tag. Back on the bed, Master looked down on himself as his sith rod sank to the hilt and back out to the head over and over in the blue haired whore. He winced and shot his sith sperm into the whore, he pulled out with a contented sigh. He pulled out a death stick and lit it as he stared at the whore.
Master: “Thank you, I enjoyed being inside you. Brianna. Visas.” Brianna and Visas rubbed and pinched their own tits as they engaged in Tribadism, their legs interlocked and their clits grinding against each other as their bodies convulsed in ecstasy. Master stood over them and stroked his cock, still wet with the whore’s juices, it went into a semi-erect mode. Brianna looked up at him, Visas too lost in lust to notice.
Master: “You will come with me.” Brianna peeled off of Visas’ clit and found her bra, the left strap ripped, she put the black garment on along with her ripped panties. Visas’ robe was tough fabric easily removed and held up better than Handmaiden’s white arctic suit. The three walked out of the Lay Back House. Few people stared at the half-naked Brianna struggling to keep her ripped panties on by holding them over her crotch, they’d seen weirder things. Master ducked into an alley, Visas and Brianna followed. They walked for a few yards, then Master turned and pushed Brianna against the wall. He grabbed her hands and let her panties fall, then licked up her sweaty neck and shoved his tongue deep into her mouth. He waved Visas closer and groped her large breasts under her robe, Brianna felt his erect cock pushing into her stomach. He removed his tongue and licked up her face past her eye and to her white hair.
Master: “I want more. I NEED. More. You will give me. MORE!” He pushed her down and put his back against the wall, Brianna undid his robes and took his erect member out.
Master: “Both of you, suck on my cock.” Master put his head against the wall and looked into the smog filled sky, he felt a warp pair of lips wrap around his head and suck, then another on his shaft with a tongue whisking around in every direction. The tongue moved down to his left ball and a mouth engulfed it, the soft pleasures of it sucking took over his mind.
Master: “Brianna. Give her an orgasm.” Brianna released Master’s cock from her mouth slowly, her pink lips moving down the length and unveiling it to the world again. She stood up, Visas as well, before Visas went doggystyle against the wall, supporting herself with one hand while she deepthroated the Master’s saber and played with his balls like eggs. Brianna went on her knees to Visas’ snatch and inserted one of her feminant fingers, Visas moaned. Brianna inserted two and started forcibly finger fucking her pussy while licking her clit. Visas moaned while her mouth was stuff full of cock, Brianna redoubled her effort and covered Visas’ clit with her lapping tongue over and over again.

The other end of the alley, Atton and Mira stood far out of site, Atton holding a pair of binoculars.
Mira: “Well. He had some whores, now what.”
Atton: “You don’t wanna know.”
Mira: “I’m in charge here, Atton, give me the binoculars.”
Atton: “Brianna and you… are… together. Right?”
Mira: “…Well… yes.”
Atton: “Let’s go.” Mira ripped the binoculars out of his hands and look at the scene. Her hands tightened in anger, she practically broke the left side as it started to crack.
Atton: “Easy!” Atton took them back and inspected them, Mira stared at him. She pushed him against the wall and took his cock out of his robes, she went to her knees and slid the flaccid thing into her mouth. She sucked her and rotated her tongue all around as it started to harden in her mouth.
Atton: “Ugh… What- what are you doing?” Mira removed the cock from her mouth for a second.
Mira: “I’m giving you a blowjob, Atton, now shut up and enjoy it.”
Atton: “We’re close to the law-enforced areas.”
Mira: “Then you’d better hurry up.” She put the erect cock back in her mouth and slid her mouth down it, bobbing her head and sucking at the same time. Atton looked around for any witnesses as Mira slid his pole in her experienced mouth over and over again.

Brianna hit a spot, Visas practically lost her balance and slide forward until her nose touched Master’s stomach, Master lifted his head to the sky as she deep throated him. Brianna removed her dripping fingers and shoved them in one more time and for a moment, Visas could see.. everything. As her orgasm raced through her body her sith corruptions lessened, and her mouth clamped on Master like a vice, squeezing the cum right out of him. Visas slid off and swallowed his sperm without a second thought, Master redressed himself.
Master: “Take this path back to the ship. It is full of hookers and whores, you will not be hounded or raped, perhaps just accosted. Go now.” The two women did as told and walked through the seedy alley ways and walk ways. Mira came out of the darkness and pinned Brianna against the wall, she forced a kiss upon the surprised Jedi woman. Mira stuck her tongue in and then retreated, and forced Brianna’s mouth closed.
Mira: “Atton’s cum, from sucking his dick. You think you’re the only one who knows how to cheat, little girl? I’ve been cheated on enough to learn! How could you do this to me?!”
Brianna: “You never said I could not.”
Mira: “I thought you were different, Brianna. I thought because we had the same scar on our hearts we had the same heart.”
Brianna: “I am sorry, Mira. I did not know it would upset you so. You know how the look of your tears make me feel.” Mira looked through her blurred vision to Brianna’s eyes. The two kissed, their tongues entwining over and over again as they lapped at once another and massaged the inside of their lovers’ mouth. They stood there for at least a minute making out against the wall, Visas quietly slinked away.

Meanwhile, the other, light-side Visas stood in Zez’s old apartment with the Exile. The apartment was not a real one, but rather a hidden away storage facility with just enough in it for a human to survive with. Visas looked over everything and found no Sith or Jedi powerful marks like those of holocrons, Exile looked with little success as well.
Exile: “Alright, it’s getting late, get back to the ship. I’m going to find ‘Master’.”
Visas: “Yes, Exile. He is in the Refugee area.”
Exile: “I forgot, you have a link to him. Even if it doesn’t show.”
Visas: “I have the link like the welded chain. Permanent. And unwanted by nature.” She walked away silently leaving Exile to ponder her thoughts as he walked to the Refugee Sector.

Sex Scene IX

Master: "Want to get off this planet, bitch? Suck it." He pushed the refugee woman down and forced her mouth onto her cock, he looked either way at the giant crates that served as the refugee's homes. She started sucking while on her knees, desperate for the credits he promised to get her off this death trap of a sector. She took him out to gasp for air and licked his shaft all around like an ice cream cone, she also darted her eyes back and forth for anyone who might see her performing such an immoral act as prostitution. She swallowed him again and bobbed her head quickly while sucking him off, hoping to get this over with quickly.
Master: "Stand up." She did so.
Master: "Let me see those refugee titties." She took her sash holding her fold-over shirt in place, then ripped the front-opening shirt off quickly, revealing her small but still nicely-sized breasts and dark nipples. The Master grabbed one and massaged it to get her off, she resisted moaning.
Master: "Up against the wall, whore."
Refugee: "You said just a blowjob!"
Master: "Thousand credits, who else would give you a thousand credits for refugee pussy? Open the legs or you die a lonely old woman in this metal egg." She put her hands on the metal wall and bent over, the Master pulled her pants and panties down around her ankles and entered her quickly. One person walked around the corner and saw them, Master held out his hand but stopped, unable to cast Force Kill for some unknown reason. The Exile walked forward in a rage, he waved his hand.
Exile: "You will forget you saw her whoring her body. You will not ask her for sex. You will go about your business." The refugee stood there staring.
Exile: "NOW!" He took hold of his lightsaber, the refugee ran away for his life. Exile walked up to the Master fucking the refugee hooker doggystyle, she moaned a little with each thrust.
Master: "Want some head, she's pretty good. I think she's done it before. Quite a turn-on, eh? This girl, stripped of all who she was, forced to spread her legs for money."
Exile: "No, I do not think it is a 'turn on', I think it is horrible such situations exist."
Master: "Hey, I'm doing what you asked, I'm helping them off planet."
Exile: "Fucking them was not part of the plan!" The hooker moaned and cried a little, the Exile watched her firm titties dangle and shake as she got fucked against a wall. New feelings brewed in him.
Master: "I'm almost done, calm down. Kneel down, bitch, let me cum on those titties." She did as ordered, the Master jacked himself off and cummed all over her chest.
Master: "One final request, put your shirt back on, feel my cum on your skin all day long reminding you of the whore you are." She put her panties and pants back on, and slowly her shirt, wincing in disgust. Master handed her 400 credits.
Refugee Hooker: "You said a thousand!"
Master: "A thousand credits for a refugee prostitute? You've got to be kidding me." Exile sighed, he outstretched his hand and handed her a thousand credits.
Exile: "Take this, promise never to do this again, get off planet and find a husband, find a job."

Exile walked to the Master, who sat in a dark corner, his hand on his saber feeling the dark texture of the sith markings he had scorched into the hilt long ago.
Exile: "Why do you act this way. Why do you always have to have someone."
Master: "We are KNIGHTS! Knights need POWER! And in these Golden and Silver Times, Sex shall reign supreme!"
Exile: "You couldn't be more wrong."
Master: "You couldn't be less of a King." They started walking back to the Ebon Hawk, Exile sensed more refugee prostitution… and a thought ran through his head, he felt his heart beat just a bit faster than normal. He loved the feeling inside his chest, but he knew what to do and instantly put up a shield of emotion to make sure Master didn’t feel it. Exile took out his lightsaber and looked around.
Master: “What, what is it?”
Exile: “…Nothing.” He put away his saber.
Exile: “I don’t feel right, I feel I can still help these people. I’m going to go back and see if they need any assistance.”
Master: “Fuck that. I’m going back to the ship.”
Exile: “Fine. But remember our agreement, do not touch my crew!”
Master: “What if it’s consensual.”
Exile: “That won’t happen. We’re… Jedi.” He paused for a moment.
Exile: “…I suppose I can see nothing wrong with it if it is what they want. But I assure you, it shall not happen, and asking or ‘hitting on’ Mira or Brianna will result in your pain. Trust me. Now begone.”
Master: “Ok, ok. Jeez who’s the Sith around here anyway.” Exile force sped his way to the refugee sector again. He walked around and around, pretending to be patrolling the area. He walked through the previous Serraco territory to the Speeder that he, Atton and Bao-Dur had fixed. [Note: Fuckin’ speeder… Only got it fixed once…] He gunned the repulsorlift and flew through the less used streets. He saw several groups of girls standing on the edge of the docks and other places. One girl stared at him as he slowly flew by, a girl with blue eyes and dark blue eye shadow, along with shoulder-length raven hair. She wore a purple cocktail dress with a gold belt and black boots, the standard hooker attire. Exile hide his lightsabers in the back seat and pulled up to her, she got into the speeder. They sped secretly to a hotel and parked in the designated area. They both walked in and Exile paid for a night, they got the keycard and walked to the turbolift. They hopped on and pushed the touchpad for the floor they needed, as they rode up Exile stared at her body underneath her clothes. The turbolift doors opened, the pair walked to the room and Exile opened the door. The hooker walked in first, Exiled watched her the entire time. He walked in and closed the door behind, and he was all over her, kissing her neck, feeling her breasts as she moaned in response.

Sex Scene X

Hooker: “500 credits.” Exile fished the credits out and threw them on the table, he walked over to the bed and took off his robe, making sure to hang his many light swords on the inside as to hide his Jedi stature. He sat on the bed.
Exile: “Take your clothes off. Dance for me.” She moved forward to the foot and spread his legs open, she slowly untied the gold belt and reached over her back to take the straps from around her neck and free them, freeing the dress and her breasts at the same time. She squeezed them together as she bent down and took her pants off, she stepped out and turned her ass around while wearing dark purple satin panties, so dark they were borderline on black. She ground her ass into Exile’s lap and gyrated, she leaned back and moved her hand past his face and chest, he inhaled her scent. She stood up and bent over and slid the panties off her ass. She left the long, black hooker boots on. Exile stood up.
Exile: “Sit down on the bed.” The hooker walked over to the table and grabbed a deathstick, which she lit up with a thermal lighter and inhaled before blowing smoke. Exile stood with his back to her as she laid on the bed and sat up against the headboard, her right leg over her leg covering her sacred spot. Exile turned around and walked to the foot of the bed, he stared at her beauty, marked by a few scars and burns but her mouth and chin were not scared with the popping rocks of spice.
Exile: “Spread your legs.” The hooker blew out another puff of smoke while she looked him over. She extended her right leg up and moved it over before resting it on the bed, Exile stared at her womanhood. Exile started to undress, the hooker rubbed her pussy in preparation and threw away her death stick. As soon as he was naked he climbed on top of her and entered her roughly.
Hooker: “Uhhhnnn…” He grabbed her right breast and squeezed it while he bit it with his teeth. He picked up the pace of his fucking faster and faster. The hooker looked down as her vagina was entered again and again with apathetic eyes. Exile craved the feeling of sliding inside her more and more with each thrust, the hooker grabbed her heels and pulled her legs and pussy wide open for him. He plunged into her again and again, causing a plethora of sounds to echo out of the hooker’s mouth as she sold her body with each thrust. The sounds and feeling of his balls slamming against her naked flesh only fueled the fires of his arousal more.
Hooker: “Oh yeah baby, fuck that pussy hard. You like it, baby?” Exile responded by pulling out and flipping her over to doggystyle. He entered her snatch again and grabbed her by her waist as he started fucking her hard again. He fucked her so hard the experienced hooker couldn’t break away from moaning long enough to talk dirty, the only sounds that escaped her mouth were the moans of a slut being fucked hard. Exile pushed her down, she held out her hands to the headboard and he positioned himself at her ass and started fucking that too.
Hooker: “Oh just for you, baby, just for you. Fuck that ass hard.” Exile put his foot on her back and started doing just that, the hooker’s eyes started to flutter as the pleasure of being brutally taken hit home. The Exile grunted and she thought he’d came, instead he pulled out and threw her across the room onto the desk. Before she could recover her grabbed her perfect hair and entered her pussy again, using her hair to pull his body into Hooker: “Ah, you like it ROUGH. Mmm well so do I, baby. Take me harder!” She reached into her purse on the table and grabbed a deathstick, she lit it and sucked the delicious contents. She blew smoke out of her hot mouth.
Hooker: “You’re the best, baby. No one rocks this body like you.” He pulled her hair harder as he continued fucking her body, he spanked her creamy white ass to which she yelped. A flash of red went through Exile’s eyes, he blinked and shook his head. He looked down at the woman underneath him and stopped. The hooker looked back.
Hooker: “Want a blowjob, baby? She pulled herself off him and knelt down on her knees. She slowly inched her lips down his penis, swirling her tongue around wildly in her mouth as she took more and more of him in. She held the smoldering deathstick in her off hand, she brought her other hand up and grabbed the cock infront of her lips. She started giving him head, bobbing her head up and down and massaging what she couldn’t fit in with her hand. As she took control of his rod, Exile looked down on her with lust in his eyes. She looked up at him with her pretty blue eyes. Exile felt his orgasm reaching for him.
Hooker: “Where do you wanna cum, baby?” Exile looked down to her.
Exile: “…Pussy…” The hooker hopped back onto the table and spread her legs wide. Exile stared at her opening.
Hooker: “Go ahead, baby. Pop in and shoot yer load.” She wrapped her legs around him, Exile aimed himself and sank into her again, to which the hooker responded with another puff on her stick. He felt her heat, her moisture, his eyes fluttered in the pleasure as his orgasm overtook him and he flooded her gate. Once she stopped feeling the cum shooting inside her, she unwrapped her legs and stood up. She walked over to her dress and put it back on, then snapped the belt back in place, she took one last drag on the stick before disposing of it. She stuffed the credits into her purse and headed for the door. Exile stood there the entire time, staring out the window.
Exile: “What is your name.”
Hooker: “Ursas.”
Exile: “Can I… find you again… sometime…”
Ursas: “Anytime, baby.” She opened the door and walked out, Exile clenched his fist as he felt red energy surge through it and he collapsed on the floor.

Ebon Hawk…

Sex Scene XI

Handmaiden bounced up and down in the inverted cowgirl on her Master’s cock. She moaned as she penetrated herself again and again, Master sat with his arms behind his head as his sex slave did her job. His acute force hearing picked up on something, the rustling of sheets other than the ones he lay on. In another part of the ship, Mira and Brianna embraced each other while kissing wildly and rolling around on their bunk, fiercely fighting for dominance. Brianna won and moved down to Mira’s flower, she began licking it and causing Mira to moan. Bastilla Bot walked forward and studied them, she saw their rising heart levels and pheromone distribution. Her triggers activated her horny mode just as she was programmed to do, and Bastilla started rubbing herself through her signature custom Jedi robes. She lifted the skirt up and went under her black thong underwear to her pussy and began to pleasure it.
Mira: “Brianna.” Brianna looked back at her, then to Bastilla, both Jedi women got up and walked naked over to Bastilla. Brianna kissed her with her expert lesbian tongue, Mira took the robes off her shoulders revealing her skimpy black bra and thong. Mira took the thong off as well, and Brianna unlatched the bra as she made out with her. The three Jedi fell onto the bunk, Bastilla and Mira now in a lip-lock while Brianna massaged their heavenly bodies from the side. Mira broke the kiss and kissed her white-haired lover, the three of them stuck their tongues out and licked them in a triangle.
Master: “Those two have such interesting adventures…”
Handmaiden: “What, my master?” Master grabbed her in a force crush and forced her against the wall, spread eagle. He moved up to her and inserted himself into her ass.
Master: “Did I give you permission to speak, you damn slut?! Feel the price for your lack of obedience!!” He started fucking her ass roughly, Handmaiden screamed in pleasure and pain.
Handmaiden: “UGGHHH!!!!” The soundproofing shield activated at the detection of an uncomfortable amount of decibels and failed to alert the three Jedi women. Brianna lay between Bastilla’s legs, fingering and playing with her pussy and clit while Mira sat on her chest and massaged her titties.
Bastilla: “Oh. Yes. Yes…. Touch me…” Brianna stuck her tongue out and slowly, ever so slowly, brought it down to touch Bastilla’s pussy. She slowly wiggled her head back and forth to squirm her tongue into Bastilla’s sacred spot, she hit a particular nerve and Bastilla cried out in pleasure.
Bastilla: “YES. OH YES!!” Mira moved her red-trimmed pussy forward to Bastilla’s beautiful lips and mouth.
Mira: “Do me, too, hun.”
Bastilla: “Yes, of course…” Her sexy accent only turned Mira on even more as her Jedi tongue probed her inner workings in a way it was never meant to.

Master fucked Handmaiden’s ass hard as she now supported herself by her hands on the wall in a forced doggystyle pose. Master grabbed a handful of her luscious breast as he felt her tightness and heard her delicious screams of pleasure and pain.
Master: “You’re my fucking slut, you know that, Handmaiden?!”
Handmaiden: “Yes, Master!”
Master: “You are nothing to me but a warm glove to seek refuge in, you are a tool, a cockslide and I will use you as such! Get on the bunk and open your slut mouth!” He threw her onto the bunk and climbed on top of her, he put his tongue deep in her mouth and sucked on her tongue hard. He broke the kiss, gripped her mouth and stared at the fire in her eyes.
Master: “Slut should always has something in her mouth.” He let go of her, she closed her mouth, Master slapped her. Her face moved to the side from the impact, she brought it back to face him.
Master: “Never close that slut mouth when I want to fuck it.” Brianna opened her mouth as far as she could, Master moved his body up and inserted his penis into her mouth slowly, she closed her lips around it, Master groaned at the friction of her smooth lips as he pushed in. As his balls softly hit her chin, he pulled out and started to fuck her mouth hard, as hard as he would her pussy in the same position, Handmaiden moaned as she tried to protest the speed but kept her tongue in cock massaging alignment.
Master: “I love to fuck your slut mouth, slave.”
Handmaiden: “MMmmm!!” Master clenched his eyes shut, he shoved himself fully into Handmaiden’s mouth and shot his load deep into her throat. He pulled out and rolled over into a deep sleep, Handmaiden choked and coughed as she struggled to clear her throat, she leaned over the bunk and spit it out.

In the lesbian leather bunk bed, the three Jedi were arranged in a three-way daisy chain of pussy licking. Bastilla ate out Mira, who ate out Brianna, who ate out Bastilla. Every so often one of their sweat covered female bodies would convulse in pleasure and their backs would arch followed by a loud moan, and then they would continue their tongue and pus games. Mira called with the force the toy she had picked up after she and Brianna ‘made up’ on the way back to the ship. The purple double-headed dildo floated to her grasp, she stopped eating out her lover and stood on her knees as she inserted half of it into herself. Bastilla pulled out the lesbian lovers’ old toy; a stripped down and smooth tapered double bladed lightsaber. Brianna laid back and spread her legs as Mira crawled over her and licked her delicate white face before slipping her tongue into her mouth. She positioned her dildo at Brianna’s overflowing snatch and thrust in, making Brianna arch her back and crane her neck in ecstasy. Mira started fucking Brianna with the visual experience of watching men fuck her in this same position. Bastilla ran her delicate hands over Mira’s breasts, Mira cooed and closed her eyes at the wonderful and unexpected pleasure. She rubbed the sides and pushed them together before twirling the nipples, then grabbed each one and gently massaged it, moving both in gentle circles going faster and harder each revolution until Mira couldn’t stand it anymore.
Mira: “Oh God yes, Fuck my ass, Bastilla.” Bastilla did as ordered and, having properly lubricated it with her self-creating saliva, inserted the dildo into Mira’s ass and proceeded to fuck her ass roughly as she fucked Brianna just as roughly. Although she had started out the dominator, Mira soon was lost to a wave of pleasure as she fucked her lover, was fucked from behind and felt her double headed dildo massaging her pussy all at the same time. She exploded with such a mind-shuddering orgasm the sound dampeners drew some power from T3’s socket station for a moment just to keep up. Mira fell down onto Brianna’s heaving chest, Bastilla laid down on her back, and Brianna softly massaged her red hair. The three fell asleep on top and inside of each other.


Next Day…

Master walked through the neon-light district until he found an extremely seedy bar. He sat down at a table in the back and ordered a drink, several drinks, to cool and at the same time fire his mind like fired steel. He watched two groups of Gamorreans start fighting and squealing at each other, another look and the reason was obvious. A blue, 18-year-old-looking Twi’lek in heavy makeup and a shiny blue dress like the standard civilian clothes, double-breasted, but with small, blue pearls attached to snap-on buttons to keep her chest covered. She wore leather boots mid-way up to her knee, exposing her perfectly blue legs up to her blue skirt. She held a small purse in her crossed arms as she tapped her foot in impatience. Master watched Gamorreans bicker and bitch and decided what he wanted: Two lusts with one stone. He took out his twin sabers and ignited them, then ran down the line of the two Gamorrean camps. He reached the bar next to the Twi’lek and turned his sabers off, housing them in his cloak.
Twi’lek Hooker: “A Jedi, huh?”
Master: “Close.”
Twi’lek Hooker: “Yeah my first trick was a Jedi. Taught me how to shield the mind games. Money or move it, pal.”
Master: “What’s your name, little girl?”
Twi’lek Hooker: “Mission Vao.”
Master: “That name sounds slightly familiar.”
Mission: “Well it shouldn’t. Most people around here call me Kitty.”
Master: “How did a little girl like yourself end up…. In the oldest profession?”
Mission: “I don’t get paid to make people cry, I get paid to make them cum in my tight fucking pussy. You want to pay me or what?”
Master: “I like your spunk. 500 Credits, you walk out with me, Little girl.”
Mission: “Done deal, pal. Gettin’ sick of these slimeballs putting me on a trophy without even asking. C’mon over to my place, Handsome.”

Mission’s Hideaway…

Mission opened the door and hung her purse on a rack of purses on the wall, she sat on the bed in the middle of the room. Master walked in and looked at the dark blue room, lit with a few tall standing lamps, with a royal purple king size bed in the middle minus a headboard of any kind. A line of drawers with mirrors attached lined the left side of the room, with a food station just to the right in the corner of the room. Master spotted a bandoleer on the table to the left of him.
Master: “A wookie live here?”
Mission: “Not anymore… He died a few years back. Probably why I got into the jizz biz. No one to protect me, had to protect myself. Lock the door and come over here, Jedi.” Master pushed the button and the door swished closed instantly and locked, he removed his outer dark robe and walked in front of Mission.
Mission: “Sit on the bed, I’ll get you a drink.” Master did so and removed his foot wear, along with his outer dark Jedi tunic. Mission walked behind him and poured two drinks from a plexisteel bottle. She walked over and handed him one, he downed it instantly. Mission smiled.
Mission: “Have you ever been with a Twi’lek before?”
Master: “A few times.”
Mission: “We’re quite sought after for our sexual prowess. How about another drink, and I’ll suck your dick.”
Master: “Best idea I’ve heard in a long time.” Mission sipped and finished hers, she went to the bar again and poured another, this time Master did not watch her through his force sense. She felt the eyes of him no longer on her and opened a drawer silently, she pulled out a special whip and turned around. Master turned around too late as a purple energy whip hit his neck and wrapped around it, locking itself together and trapping him as well as sapping his strength and force powers. Mission ripped her top off with a metal snapping sound to reveal two strips of black leather wrapping vertically from her pussy to her breasts, over her shoulders and back down, with fishnet wire inbetween the exposed between her tits. Her pussy was exposed in a hole in the fabric for obvious purposes. She walked over to the bed and stepped on it, she attached the whip to the top of the ceiling where a special hook feed energy into it and sedated him. She kicked his face and he fell down to the floor.
Mission: “Jedi Slime. Do you know how many times that filthy Revan touched me. Oh people say he was so good. Such a hero. A reformed villain. But he wasn’t above raping a 14 year old girl. When I met him, I was a virgin, and when I finally escaped, I had felt him in every place a woman can feel a man. He had compassion, for sure. He didn’t take me when my wookie was killed on a mission. He comforted me. But that will never make up what he did.” Master used both hands to try to remove the whip, to no avail, it felt like it was draining the life out of him.
Master: “Sounds like he loved you.”
Mission: “Ha! He loved his wife, that Jedi slut Bastilla. I was their errand girl, and his Mistress. So I did what he taught me to. Now I’m the Mistress, and you’re the slave, bitch. You’re about to find out just how much I hate Jedi.” [Betcha didn’t expect this turn of events, did ya?] Master got up to his knees and tried to stand on one leg, he found it impossible, as soon as he stood the whip choked him more and force him down to his knees again.
Master: “I’m Not a Jedi. I’m- One of the Bad Guys. Can’t you tell by the fucking clothes?”
Mission: “Oh, a Sith? I suppose that makes it better considering how many times the Sith tried to kill me and my friends, you dipshit. You just made it worse for yourself.” She stepped off the bed and went to her drawers again. She pulled out a standard leather whip, she attached it to a metal holder on the left side of her dominatrix outfit. She walked over and ripped the clothes off of the Master until he was naked, he could do nothing to stop her.
Master: To self. “What the hell have I gotten into this time.” Mission climbed back onto the bed, still in her black high-heel leather boots, and unclipped the whip. She grabbed the handle and grasped it in hand, the leathery snake fell to the ground with a light thud. She brought it over her right shoulder and then back, the tip of the whip hit the Master’s shoulder, he cried out as it cut his skin. She did it again, hitting his left shoulder, and then his forehead, sending him tumbling back and putting electric volts into his body as the collar restrained him. He crawled over in agony until he was within acceptable range and the collar stopped shocking him.
Mission: “You will do what your Mistress commands.”
Master: “You can lock me in a cage and paint the sun black, but you’ll never break my will.” Mission’s off hand went down to her slightly-blue tinted pussy and inserted a finger. She whipped him again and then stopped off the bed to her drawer, she retrieved a hands-free butterfly vibrator and slipped it on over her legs and onto her hips, so it touched her flower just the way she liked. She got back on the bed and grabbed another hook in the ceiling for balance as she put her heeled foot on Master’s shoulder and applied pressure. She used her other hand to turn on the butterfly via the remote attached to the waist strap, she set it for medium power and her beautiful blue eyes fluttered. She retracted her sexy leg and whipped him again, this time across the chest.
Mission: “I loooooveeeee seeing Jedi in pain…” She started the breath heavily, her hands pushed the butterfly closer to her pussy as her orgasm snuck up on her and took her entire body for the ride of her life. She fell down onto the bed, Master stood up and reached for the whip. Mission quickly took a pair of sonic handcuffs from a black leather pocket on the back of her dominatrix uniform and activated and blue sonic wave over his hands. She turned on the blue sonic link between the two handcuff units and Master’s hands were officially bound.
Mission: “Up on the bed, and on your knees.” Master stared her down, but did as he was told for now, knowing he would just be whipped if he did not comply. Mission reached over the front of the bed, putting her leather-clad jailbait ass right in front of Master’s face, he could not resist temptation and licked the black leather. Mission felt it and turned around, she whipped him several times as he cowered down unable to defend himself. Mission went back to the head of the bed and pulled a durasteel bed rack up from a hidden compartment, she locked it into place, and then forced Master’s sonic cuffs through it, the blue middle beam not being affected by the durasteel. She pressed the lock button and released him, Master pulled and found now the beam was fully engaged and refused to become one with anything but itself; he was handcuffed to the bed on his knees. Mission attached a seat-like attachment to the head of the bed and locked it down, she removed her butterfly and turned it off before throwing it some random direction. She sat on the seat and crossed her beautiful blue legs in front of Master, his face at perfect pussy level with her.
Mission: “You want to see my pussy up close, big boy?” Master nodded. She uncrossed her legs and opened them wide before spreading her opening with two fingers.
Mission: “My present to you. Now you give me your present back. Lick your mistress until she cums, slave!”
Master: “I am not your slave!” She whipped him again, and again, and again and again, he couldn’t even begin to duck, he could only move forward to her pussy. He did so and dove in, he started licking the blue twi’lek’s sex hole with his tongue. She leaned back in pleasure and massaged her right lekku and left breast as he massaged her pussy with his tongue.
Mission: “That’s good, slave.” Master hated the word, he decided to take revenge on her and bit her clit, before her could bite it hard enough to do damage she threw her hips into his face in orgasm.
Mission: “Huh? Naughty boy. Trying to bitey witey my clity witey. I’m not sure if I should punish you or reward you.”
Master: “Reward.”
Mission: “I’ll decide!!” She put her fingers to her chin as she thought. With her other hand she forced Master’s head between her legs again.
Mission: “Give me another orgasm while I think.”
Master: “Aw c’mon.”
Mission: “I SAID LICK MY PUSSY, SLAVE!”

Ebon Hawk…

Exile: “Has anyone seen ‘Master’?”
Brianna: “He said he had some things to do.”
Exile: “We’re just going to stay on this planet longer and longer if he refuses to work. He wins in both accounts. Next time you see him tell him to stop taking advantage of prostitutes and take some action.”

Mission’s bedroom…

Master lay on the bed spread eagle, handcuffed to the top of the bed as Mission rode his cock as she whipped his chest with a small, carbine whip. She moaned in a chorus of yes and ohs and ahs as she pleasured herself on his meat.
Master: “Why are you doing this, why not just kill me.”
Mission: “Just because I hate you Jedi doesn’t mean you don’t have poles I can fucking ride.” She frigged her clit while she spoke, then started fucking herself with him again.

Narrator: “What will become of Master? Will the once innocent-now-Dominatrix Twi’lek Vixen Mission Vao fuck him to death? Why does she enjoy sex after a Jedi took advantage of her? Does anyone care about that plot hole? Will Master and Exile separate and return Master to his own dimension? And which one of these characters will die and never be seen again? The answers to all this and more….

Next chapter.