KOTOR: Choose your Path

Welcome... to the Dark Side. Like I said before, this is not a carbon copy of the first chapter. Some situations are similar, but mostly I tried to pick different scenes for the different Ravus' to interact with. Bear with me for these slow and (kinda) short chapters. Truth be told... I fucking hate Taris. Taris blows. If I ever wanted to replay Kotor's goodness, I would be held back by fear of the boriness and mundane Taris adventure. At least it's not as bad as Peragus. But regardless, the story will get MUCH more interesting once the Ravus' can be Jedi/Sith and go wherever they (and I mean 'I') want. At the same time I didn't want to just skip so far ahead on you, it's kinda cheating. So I threw lots of stuff at yah. Enjoy. As always, Ctrl-F and type 'sex scene' to skip to the pokin'.

On the side of a swoop track, a male twi’lek laid down on a crude mattress, with a naked twi’lek dancer on his cock riding him like a mad woman. As she raced for orgasm, a swoop bike flew by at 600 km/h, dragging rubbish behind it in the draft. Ravus sat at the controls, his scorched flying helmet guarding his face from small particles going equally fast as he was. He banked right, turning the swoop on its semi-side, and dodged a barrier, then boosted and banked left between two more, he hit one of the many conveyers that boosted him even faster. A yellow light come on with a low beeping sound, indicating critical engine overheat. The light started blinking, faster and faster and beeping just as fast. Ravus pushed his throttle down to the last step and accelerated past a row of stops on his left, at least five in a row, then ducked to the left and dodged one on his right, before having to quickly bank right again to dodge death. Master Pilot alarms went off as the engines started smoking, Ravus saw the booster strip before the finish line. He hit all five of them and accelerated beyond the limitations of the machine, dodging left, right, right and left back and forth through the graveyard of stops and obstacles. His bike whined and struggled, then he hit the finish line and decelerated after a good minute. Ravus ripped his helmet and riding gloves off, the swoop bike promptly fell apart seconds later.

Bek Machine Shop…

Ravus washed the grim off his face and body in the sink, not feeling like disrobing and showering at the moment with the winners about to be announced. He looked in the mirror to see a Hidden Bek… hidden behind him… he pondered if that’s what their stupid name meant. She had shoulder length brown hair in a ponytail, it shined constantly, like it was a feature and not the sign of good grooming. Her green eyes also shined even when she wasn’t moving… and her huge double D breasts would have shined were it not for the mechanic’s suit.
Hidden Bek: “Pretty good racing.” Ravus continued washing his face, he tugged at his chin to get the grim out of his growing goatee.
Hidden Bek: “My name is Camyn.” Ravus stared at her with lust but still didn’t say anything, he washed his chest off. Camyn started to leave. Ravus turned and unzipped his fly.

Sex Scene

Camyn stopped at the sound, she turned around and stared at him. He pulled himself out and stroked himself to hardness, she stared at his tool with silence equaling his. She unzipped her mechanic suit and slipped off the one piece, revealing white panties and a white push up bra underneath. Her skin was a tad tanned, most likely from jet exhaust, though Ravus wondered why she didn’t have tan lines… from what he could see. Ravus walked forward and grabbed the back of her bra, then before he could patiently unhook it, ripped it off, and ripped her panties off. He pushed her down onto the bench, then pushed her again so she was lying down. He bent down to her legs and opened them to reveal her flower, with shining brown hair to match her drapes, it almost seemed to shine in sync with her hair. He made a long lick with his head tilted, to probe her labia open, she opened faster than her legs at Ravus’ touch. He stuck his tongue inside her and sucked on her clit with his mouth as he did so, Camyn moaned louder than she did with any of the other Beks and the few Vulkars she had fucked, even louder than when she fucked that slutty Sith woman in the bar. Ravus pulled his tongue out and fucked her with his fingers, then stood up and removed his pants.
Announcer: “Ravus Deparra, ladies and gentlemen!… will be here in a few minutes! Thank you for your patience, I know you swoop fans aren’t famous for it!”
Ravus: “I hope you don’t mind hard and fast.” He entered her and sank to his limit, then pulled out and started fucking her so hard the sounds of their bodies hitting was louder than the creaks of the piece of shit bench they fucked on. Ravus put one knee on the bench to give himself more leverage and fuck her faster, her double D tits smashed into her face from the inertia until she grabbed onto them. Ravus grabbed her and lifted her, she tried to kiss him but he just spun her around and pushed her, she held out her hands and slammed into the metal lockers as he positioned her bending over. He roughly entered her as she struggled to brace her arms against the locker, which threatened to bend and buckle with each hard fuck he gave her.
Camyn: “I’M FUCKING CUMMING.” Ravus pulled out and flipped her over, pushing her so her bare ass hit the bench. He leaned over and entered her mouth, roughly fucking it as she sat helplessly getting orally fucked. He came and white cum exploded out of her mouth, he pulled out and showered her body with it. Ravus put his pants back on and exited the scene, heading towards the winner’s circle.

Winner’s circle.

Brejik: “The Black Vulkars reject their prize! I’ll have you know the Hidden Beks have CHEATED WITH A PROTOTYPE ACCELERATOR!”
Ravus: “The same one you stole from us, so you could use it before we stole it back?”
Race Official: “To take away your bet after you have lost is a great violation of our rules, Brejik! I cannot allow you to do this!”
Brejik: “FINE! THEN WE WILL TAKE HER! VULKARS!” Six armed vulkars walked forward. Bastilla focused her will at the emotions Brejik displayed and focused a force-wave in his anger, towards the cage, disabling it. She grabbed a force-pike and spun around twice, moving the double-bladed weapon up and down, slicing two men in their faces and ankles. Brejik took out his blaster and started firing, the hidden Beks and Ravus advanced on him and his cronies. Ravus slashed at a Vulkar, the Vulkar fired at him. Ravus quickly ducked under the shot and sliced heavily into his leg, sending the Vulkar to one knee. Ravus got back up in a run and stabbed another Vulkar, he pulled his sidearm out and shot the wounded Vulkar behind him in the head, execution style. Bastilla blocked a blade with the middle of her force pike, a Vulkar approached on the left, Bastilla changed her footing and then slid the force pike out, sending sparks against the Vulkar’s blade. The force pike’s sharp spike pierced the melee soldier’s face. Bastilla extended her right leg and kicked the other melee in his privates, then slammed the hilt of the pike into his forehead. Brejik turned around and around, looking at the havoc around him. Bastilla ran up to his side, Ravus the other, both stabbed their weapons. Brejik’s neck exploded as both blades pierced it from opposite sides, he gurgled a bit and fell dead with his allies.
Ravus: “Bastilla Shan?”
Bastilla: “Yes? Who are you.”
Ravus: “My name is Ravus Deparra. I’m here to rescue you.”
Bastilla: “Rescue me? By competing in a race?”
Ravus: “It was the only way to lure the Vulkars into releasing you from wherever they hid you. I raided their base and left none alive, but all I found was the prototype accelerator. The swoop bike practically exploded after my last run, how about a little appreciation here, Bastie?”
Bastilla: “What did you call me?”
Ravus: “C’mon, let’s get back to the hide out so we can discuss how we’re going to get you off this planet.”
Bastilla: “Get me off. GET ME OFF?!”
Ravus: “I’d love to. Later.”
Bastilla: “I AM A JEDI KNIGHT, YOU ARE A REPUBLIC SOLDIER.”
Ravus: “Jedi don’t have rank; I do. I outrank you. Let’s go.”
Bastilla: “I don’t think so! You are rude and slow to rescue to boot! I had to do it myself!”
Ravus: “That’s bantha shit! I got here, killed half of them, and drew Brejik out! I even got his armor to prove it!” He picked up Brejik’s dead body and supported it in front of Bastilla.
Ravus: “SEE?!”
Bastilla: “That’s disgusting!”
Ravus: “Hey, I just think you could use it. You are half-naked after all.” Ravus’ eyes drifted down to her rack, Bastilla stared down at her breasts to see what he was staring at. She looked up into his eyes with fire to greet. Ravus grabbed her left breast and squeezed.
Ravus: “Honk.” He ran away as Bastilla attempted to kick him in the privates again to no avail.

The Upper City…

The sun shone down brightly upon the red, dying planet, Bastilla and Ravus walked the shining white and silver walkways throughout the city. Ravus wore his captured silver armor, Brejik’s former, and Bastilla wore his old one-size-fits-all Red armor suit that left nothing to his imagination.
Bastilla: “It’s far too hot for this awful thing.”
Ravus: “Take it off.”
Bastilla: “Walk around in my under garments? I would look like a cheap prostitution.”
Ravus: “I think the word is prostitute.”
Bastilla: “Whichever.”
Ravus: “I think you’d look like an expensive prostitute.”
Bastilla: “WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?!”
Ravus: “Nothing. Just a compliment, that’s all.”
Bastilla: “Those kind of compliments I can do without.” They continued walking, never leaving side-by-side movement, even if Ravus wanted to check out her ass and Bastilla knew he wanted to, but she felt him restrain himself.
Bastilla: “Your melee combat was excellent. Where did you learn it?”
Ravus: “I’m a soldier. That means I stand on both sides of the fire.”

The Hideout…

Bastilla and Ravus walked in, Mission, Carth and Big Z aimed their weapons at them, Ravus just went straight to the workbench and upgraded his blaster and sword.
Carth: “Bastilla!”
Bastilla: “Good to see you alive, Carth. Do we have a plan to get off this planet?”
Ravus: “Not yet, we’re in contact with a Mandarlorian who supposedly has a boss who has a fast ship. Bastilla I’ll need your Jedi senses to see if he’s telling the truth.”
Bastilla: “Yes, that seems like a good course of action. When will we meet him?”
Ravus: “50 Radians. I need to work on something ‘til then. Mission, you’re good with components right?”
Mission: “And explosives!”
Ravus: “Ok, you’re with me. Carth, sell all those mines and useless blasters we picked up for funding. Bastilla, find something less revealing. Zaalbar, you’re security.” Zaalbar growled.
Ravus: “Uh huh. That’s a long roar for ‘yes’. Mission, let’s go.” The two exited the hideout, heading for the undercity and the Bek Base. Ravus stopped, his eyes fluttered and he tilted a bit before gaining his balance.
Mission: “Ravus, you alright? You look like you haven’t gotten sleep in a week.”
Ravus: “Yes…” He spotted a hotel right across from them.
Ravus: “Let us both rest a while.” They walked into the hotel, a security guard stopped Mission.
Guard: “No aliens.”
Ravus: “She’s with me.”
Guard: “No aliens.”
Ravus: “But you’ll let off-worlders in?”
Guard: “No. Aliens.”
Ravus: “You know usually, they use Gamorreans for guard duty. Seeing as how your xenophobic nature prohibits that, I’m glad they found someone with the same mental capacity to fill the void.”
Guard: “What?” Ravus sucker punched him, he grabbed the unconscious guard before he hit the ground and sat him on a chair to avoid suspicion.
Ravus: “Mission, stick close to me.” They walked around the corner to the reception desk.
Attendant: “No aliens.”
Ravus: “I’m willing to pay for a room, and you’ll turn down my credits because of her?”
Attendant: “No prostitutes either.”
Mission: “YOU SCHUTTA! I’LL KILL YOU!” The attendant pushed a button, autoturrets popped up from the ground, two on either side of the couple. Ravus pointed a blaster at the attendant, directly at his face.
Ravus: “Before I go down I’ll pull the trigger. Is your fear worth your death? Give us the room, or we all die. You ready to orphan your kids so she can’t lie down in a certain place?” The autoturrets deactivated, the attendant gave him the key and Ravus paid for it. The soldier and the twi’lek went into the repulsor lift and exited on their floor, they entered their fancy room with one king-size bed, an advanced climate control unit, a small kitchen and a large bathroom. Mission sat down on the bed, she kicked her legs back and forth as she tested the springs. Ravus took his armor and shirt off and laid down on the bed, he turned on the holonet and a large holographic screen turned on, filling up half of the wall facing the bed. It blazed images of his race and fake statistics about him, then images of him killing Bendak Starkiller in cold blood. Ravus closed his eyes, Mission slowly turned her head and looked at his muscular chest. Her heart started beating faster, she took off her gray vest and left her tight black undershirt on.
Mission: “H-……….. hey.”
Ravus: “Yes?”
Mission: “Thanks for sticking up for me down there.”
Ravus: “Would you have preferred if I splattered his brains over the wall?”
Mission: “What?” Ravus sat up, he was right next to Mission’s face. He took her face in his hands and kissed her, roughly, his tongue probing all the corners of her mouth. Mission verbally and physically protested, beating his chest, after a few moments, she started caressing his muscles instead. Ravus broke the kiss, he pushed her down to the bed and supported himself over her.

Sex Scene

Ravus: “You’re a good girl.”
Mission: “Y-es.”
Ravus: “But you wanna be bad, don’t you.”
Mission: “…Yes.”
Ravus: “Do you want me to teach you how to be bad?” His hand traveled up her belly to her chest, he roughly fondled one of her breasts.
Mission: “Mm…. Yes. Make me a bad girl, Ravus.” Ravus ripped her shirt down the middle, Mission gasped, her blue breasts exposed to the cool hotel room air. Ravus leaned down and licked her left nipple, she gasped, he then bit it gently, then sucked it and bit it hard, Mission squealed and kicked her legs out as they dangled off the foot of the bed. Ravus pulled her left lekku, causing Mission to emit both another squeal and an erotic scent from her blue flower. Ravus stood up, his arousal very much noticeable in his pants.
Ravus: “Please me.” Mission rolled over onto all fours and crawled over to him. She used one hand to unzip his pants and fish out his member, which looked almost alien to her, pulsing and… arousing. She put her hand down on the bed for support as she leaned over and took his cock in her mouth. Still being an amateur, she clamped her lips onto it and sucked lightly, only slightly using her tongue. As Ravus’ pheromones reached her, she got more and more into the blowjob, soon she was licking up his entire shaft. She stood up and then sat down on the edge of the bed, she pulled him closer and engulfed him while jacking off the remainder with her hands. Ravus pushed her hands away and grabbed her head, he braced her and started fucking her mouth, reveling in the chocking sounds she made as she protested again. Saliva leaked out of her mouth onto Ravus’ cock and the floor, Ravus caught it with his hand and rubbed it over Mission’s tits, she moaned as he stormed her mouth over and over. Ravus pushed her down onto the bed, he jumped on top of her again and kissed her deeply, Mission’s hands went to his chest again.
Ravus: “Get naked. Now.” Mission’s hands went down to her pants and unbuckled them, she then lifted her ass off the bed and pushed them down. She slid her black hip-hugging panties off as well. Ravus thrust two fingers into her blue snatch, Mission gasped at his rough handling of her delicate parts. He parted his fingers just slightly while inside her and slowly slid them out, then put them together and thrust in again. He repeated his actions, faster and faster until Mission moaned so hard his ears rang.
Mission: “Make me bad… Fuck me. Fuck me please.”
Ravus: “Bad girls don’t say please, they do what they wish.” Ravus laid down on the bed, his erect cock pointing to the ceiling. Mission stared at it, she pumped it a few times with her soft hands, then climbed on top. She tried lowering herself but missed, his cock slide up against her round ass. She lifted herself up and tried again, this time aiming the cock with one hand as she lowered herself. The head parted her lips, then he was inside her and they were one. She slowly began rising and falling, thrusting herself with her knees up and down. Ravus grabbed her small but pert breasts and massaged them, Mission bit her right pinky finger as the pleasure coursed through her. Just as she was about to cum, Ravus grabbed her and pulled her forward off his cock, then rolled her off of him onto the bed. He stood up and faced her, she stared at him with her puppy dog eyes as always.
Mission: “Are we all done?”
Ravus: “Up against the wall.”
Mission: “Am I under arrest or something?” Mission complied and got against the wall, Ravus walked over to her and pushed her harder against it, pressing her backside uncomfortably against the wall. He ducked down a little and lined up his cock with her pussy, then stood and penetrated her. He started moving back and forth, thrusting into her and pressing her against the wall at the same time. As Mission’s ass turned a low shade of purple from the constant pressure, she felt her orgasm approach her again, faster this time, her eyes rolled back as she leaned her head back and moaned loudly. Ravus removed his tool from her sheathe once more and threw her onto the bed so she laid on her back with her legs dangling and feet touching the floor. He roughly pounced on her and entered her so fast he might as well have raped her, she moaned out again. She felt his penis swell and move, then a warm feeling greeted her vagina and she realized he came inside her. The thought of his taking her and cumming inside her pushed her to the edge, he pulled out of her and denied her.
Mission: “Please…”
Ravus: “Bad girls don’t say please.”
Mission: “…Make me cum.”
Ravus: “Bad girls do what they want.” Ravus stood in front of her, his cock slowly softening. Mission went to her knees and stuck the thing in her mouth, she performed on him until he was hard again.
Mission: “…Now fuck me!”
Ravus: “Good.”

Outside in the hallway, a cleaning droid rolled through while cleaning the carpets and scanning for any stains on the walls or floor. The sounds of sex emanated from the room Ravus and Mission occupied, the droid rotated its head towards the door, then disregarded it and rolled away from the scene.

The Cantina…

Carth and Bastilla sat at a table with Canderous Ordo, Canderous on his fifth drink and Carth on his second.
Canderous: “Your friend is not the punctual type, I take it.”
Carth: “He hasn’t had it easy since our touch down. I don’t think he’s even gotten any sleep.”
Canderous: “Sleep is for the weak. Adrenal stims. Work just as well.”
Bastilla: “You never sleep?”
Canderous: “I never close my eyes.”
Bastilla: “Why?”
Canderous: “Because whenever I do… I see home. Mandalore.” He drained his drink and stared at Bastilla’s beauty, then away and ordered another drink. Ravus and Mission walked into the Cantina unnoticed, they sat at the table.
Ravus: “Now then, what’s the plan?”
Canderous: “There’s a hacker droid in the upper city droid shop. T3-M4. He can hack the door to the Sith Base and get launch codes to get off this rock. As for a ship, Davik’s ship is practically unprotected. With a Jedi it should be no problem.” Ravus thought about the situation, he rubbed his temple.
Ravus: “Bringing Bastilla puts us at a strategical disadvantage. He’ll suspect she’s a Jedi, he’ll put extra watchdogs on us. I think Mission should accompany us, she can pose as a slave and he won’t think twice about it.”
Bastilla: “She’s just a child, Ravus!”
Carth: “I agree with Bastilla, Mission isn’t ready for… a mission. Mission… assignment. There we go. Anyway, she’s too young to handle this kind of thing.”
Ravus: “She can repair things better than us, and hack doors easier than you, Carth.”
Mission: “Take that to the bank, Carth.”
Carth: “What’s a bank-“
Bastilla: “Mission we’re doing this to protect you.”
Mission: “I don’t need your protection!”
Ravus: “Agreed. Mission goes. Canderous, let’s go get that droid.”

Sith Base…

Ravus, Bastilla, and T3 walked into the front door of the secure Sith Base.
Secretary: “Who are you? I’m calling security!”
Ravus: “You don’t want to security. You want to get naked.” The Secretary looked at him and half closed one in a confused look. She pressed the security button, the doors opened and Sith Troopers came pouring in.
Bastilla: “Nice try, though. Idiot.” She ignited both ends of her saber and spun it into a defensive position. T3 popped up a flamethrower attachment off the top of his head and two electrical stunners on all four sides. He fired the flamethrower forward and shocked any melee troopers near him as he ran around in circles dodging laser blasts. Ravus ran forward and jumped over the desk, he took a grenade out of his belt as he jumped towards a Sith trooper. He slammed the frag grenade downward with both hands into the Sith trooper’s helmet, knocking him back. He slammed the device in a left hook, the trooper went down for the count as his mask spun around his neck. The frag grenade beeped ready to explode, Ravus hurled it into the chest of a trooper, knocking him back slightly before it exploded and riddled him and the others near him with flak. He took out his sword and stood defiantly as the troopers fired their inaccurate blasters, he smiled as he walked forward slowly and sliced the thin neck armor of one, causing him to grab his throat as he struggled for air. Ravus blocked a close-range blaster bolt with his sword, which caused a molten hole to form in the durasteel. He thrust his hot blade into the Sith trooper’s heart, then ripped it out and made a powerful turn around, his blade found and separate the head off the last trooper on his side.
Ravus: “Bastilla, report!” He turned around to see Bastilla in a sea of 20 dead troopers, she turned her lightsaber off.
Ravus: “Ah. Want to rape the secretary?”
Bastilla: “WHAT?!”
Ravus: “Fine, we’ll just kill her.”
Bastilla: “You’re not killing anyone you juvenile delinquent!”
Ravus: “Juvenile! JUVENLIE! You’re the one who walks around in underwear.”
Bastilla: “I WAS CAPTURED. I HAD NO OTHER CLOTHES. YOU WOULDN’T GIVE ME ANY.”
Ravus: “I’ll give you some now, hike up your skirt.”
Bastilla: “DID YOU JUST ASK ME FOR SEX!?”
Ravus: “You said I don’t give you any. You seem the type.”
Bastilla: “What type?!”
Ravus: “Frigid super cop who doesn’t get any cock. You probably sneak into houses at night and hump lucky virgins or something. Weird. You’re weird. Let’s go.” Ravus walked into the north entrance to find a Duros in a force cage.
Duros: “Please help, those switch-“ Ravus thrust his sword into the switches, the failsafes instantly activated and destroyed the cages and the Duros.
Bastilla: “That was murder!”
Ravus: “NUH-UH. Self protection. Duros are dangerous!”
Bastilla: “So you’re racist now, too!? This is the worst assignment I’ve ever had.”
Ravus: “And you’ve never been more turned on. LET’S GO!”

Underground…

The trio walked up to the meditation chamber, Ravus slipped in his borrowed security card and the huge doors opened. Malak’s apprentice sat in meditation, his lightsaber at his side and ready for a hand to guide it for death. He opened his eyes and slowly stood up, feeling the doubt within Bastilla, and the evil within Ravus. He smiled slightly, and turned around.
Apprentice: “So-“ A blaster bolt ripped through his face, which exploded from the heat and pressure, he fell to the ground.
Bastilla: “You…. I don’t even know what to say to that! You never even gave him a chance!”
Ravus: “He wouldn’t have given us a chance if he caught us with our pants down. Know your enemy, Bastilla.”
Bastilla: “It is not the Jedi way!”
Ravus: “I’m not a Jedi.”
Bastilla: “I am!”
Ravus: “He could have killed you. You’re still very much alive. What if he hadn’t given your friends a chance.”
Bastilla: “I… I’m not allowed to have friends.”
Ravus: “You don’t say… And what if he tried to kill them?”
Bastilla: “…I’d stop him. Within the codes!”
Ravus: “He doesn’t use codes, Bastilla. He can do anything while you are limited. Reach beyond the Jedi Close and see the brightness of the sun, for once.” He kept walking towards her as he talked, she backed up until she hit the back of the wall, she felt the durasteel make a 30 degree bend: He had pushed her into a corner. He put his gloved hand on the wall next to her head and leaned in close.
Ravus: “You want to be more.”
Bastilla: “Yes. More Jedi. I can be the strongest there ever was.”
Ravus: “The strongest Jedi will always be the weaker. The Sith will win if you do not take action. All it takes is for good men and women to do nothing.” He touched her lips with his other glove.
Ravus: “You are so beautiful. You could be so deadly.”
Bastilla: “Ge- Get away from me, Ravus.”
Ravus: “You’re blushing.”
Bastilla: “I’ll kill you.”
Ravus: “Good.” He leaned in and kissed her, she tried to ignite her saber but he ripped it from her hands and threw it across the room. His tongue wormed into her mouth, tasting what few men had ever. He slipped out of her mouth and took her shirt in both hands, then pulled it apart and ripped it, then the bra, Bastilla gasped in pleasure as her brown nipples instantly hardened and pointed to him in the cold air.

Sex Scene.

Ravus: “You want this.”
Bastilla: “No.”
Ravus: “You need this.”
Bastilla: “No!”
Ravus: “You want me.”
Bastilla: “…no.” Ravus slowly started taking his pants off, Bastilla stared wide-eyed as he did, his fingers working his weapons belt, then his erect manhood as his pants hit the floor. She could almost feel the heat radiate from it, she stared at its beauty, its potential… her thoughts betrayed her a thousand times a second. She slowly extended her hand and grabbed it, she started stroking it.
Bastilla: “It’s so warm…” Ravus grabbed her breasts and squeezed gently as he rubbed them.
Bastilla: “Oh… This… This is so wrong.”
Ravus: “That makes it all the better.” She stared into his eyes before dropping to her knees and thrusting his sex organ into her warm, wet mouth. The cock felt good in her mouth, she had not given a consensual blowjob in some time. She sucked hard and then backed up, kissing the head before engulfing it and sucking on only that while her hands massaged his balls against each other. The thought scared her for a moment; that it felt so good and so right to do something so very wrong. Ravus grabbed her hair and pushed her head down, her nose hit his pelvis and felt the pheromones sting her nostrils, a feeling that filled her with erotic thoughts second only to the feeling of his huge piece of cock in her mouth.
Ravus: “Stand up and strip for me.” Bastilla removed his penis from her mouth and stood up. She removed the tattered remains of her robe and stood in only a pair of semi-transparent blue panties that matched her eyes. The area near her kitty was completely clear; soaked with her lubricating erotic juices. She bent over and removed the panties as well, she stepped out of one side and kicked the soaked undergarment in a random direction. T3 watched with his cold mechanical eye as the two embraced and kissed, then Ravus pushed Bastilla against the wall and picked her up by her creamy thighs. T3 noted intercourse beginning and made a timestamp of it, he zoomed in a little to observe the mating ritual. Bastilla stared down at her pussy as it was rammed by Ravus’ cock over and over again, her feminant sheathe accepting his sword into its folds. Her mind began to split apart as far as her labia: divided between the intense pleasure as he caressed her delicate internal flower and the nastiness of giving herself fruitlessly to this man she barely knew. Her mind snapped shut as Ravus hit her G-spot, both thoughts suddenly turned her ignition, her nails sought his back flesh and attacked it in orgasmic fury as the secrets of life and the force were, for one second, insignificant. Ravus felt her already vice-like pussy tighten on him, he gritted his teeth as he felt his warm blood flow down his back, he started fucking her harder and harder, she slid down the wall as he stopped concentrating on supporting her and instead just on how many times he could thrust his aching cock into her begging fuck hole. Bastilla’s ass hit the cold floor, sending a bit of reality back to her mind, she watched as Ravus poured all his energy into fucking her, effectively filling the room and hall and possibly elevator shaft with his grunts of pure pleasure.
Ravus: “Do you like it when I fuck you?!”
Bastilla: “YES.”
Ravus: “Say it.”
Bastilla: “I LOVE IT WHEN YOU FUCK ME.” Ravus picked up Bastilla and hooked his right leg under her left into the scissor position. He supported her back and started humping his pelvis up to meet hers and the sweet treasure it contained. The feeling of her pussy greeted him, he threw his sweaty head back and let his mind and vision blur as he just continued to fuck her brains out. Bastilla’s tits swayed and bounced as his penis penetrated her pussy as per design, she too threw her head back in ecstasy, supporting herself on her hands as Ravus used her vagina to bring himself to orgasm and finish. Both the warriors sat back in a sweating heap of naked flesh, trying to take all the oxygen from the room into their lungs to make their sexual adventure a little more isentropic. After some time, Ravus got up and put his clothes on, he retrieved the codes they had been looking for and left with T3, seemingly forgetting both Bastilla and the fact he had destroyed 90% of Bastilla’s clothing. Bastilla did not, at the time, care, instead she snuck her small finger to her pussy and masturbated loudly in the empty room. The thought of walking naked back to the hideout came to her mind, but she dismissed it, instead focusing only on the eroticism of being naked in public… a hundred eyes focusing on her perfect, naked body, a million thoughts of how they would sexually please her every womanly part and need.

Davik’s Base…

Davik: “I see you brought along your own slave. There was no need, I keep an extensive collection.” His old eyes leered up Mission’s young flesh, which, in the slave costume, was 98% exposed at least.
Davik: “Feel free to roam the halls, but I must ask you to stay in this wing until I check your credentials. The slave quarters are on the left most extension.” Davik walked out, Calo Nord made eye contact with Canderous one last time and then left, Ravus noticed the buckles on his pistol holsters were undone, and he quietly snapped them closed as he left.
Ravus: “Don’t think he trusts us much.”
Canderous: “It’s a good strategy. Don’t trust anyone until you’re absolutely sure. Takes the chance out of things.”
Mission: “Can I put some real clothes on now?”
Ravus: “I thought you wanted to be a slut.”
Mission: “I said I wanted to be a bad girl. This just makes me another one of the millions of twi’lek strippers in the galaxy. How is that being bad?”
Ravus: “Just shut up and let’s explore these slave quarters.” The trio did such, upon entering the harem they were greeted by twi’leks of every color with just about every size breast and ass, all of them in their skimpy slave clothes. Several large beds lined the left side of the room, with hot tubs on the right and massage tables down the middle.
Twi’lek Headmistress: “Welcome, masters.” Ravus looked around at all the different colored twi’leks, and all their dick sucking lips willing to suck cock.
Ravus: “I have… a wonderful…. Nasty….. Great idea…. Twi’leks. I want you all to put on lots of lipstick in the same hue as your skin, then arrange by bra size in a single file line.”

Sex Scene

Canderous: “Rainbow party?”
Ravus: “When will you ever have a better opportunity slapping you in the face?
Mission: “What’s a rainbow party?” Canderous and Ravus disrobed, exposing their cocks to the room, Mission gasped a little. Ravus removed her top and massaged her small, pert breasts, Mission moaned a little but kept strict eye contact with Ravus.
Ravus: “You’ll find out.” Ravus and Canderous laid down onto the closest twin beds, two fluffers came up and licked their balls while roughly jerking their cocks to get them hard. Mission stared in amazement, the twi’lek slaves lined up decked out in gaudy shining lipstick of their natural cerulean, teal, sapphire, crimson and earth colors. The first pair stepped forward, the pair with the biggest tits: both of them orange. They picked a penis to go down on and did just that, their heavy orange lipstick smeared all over both men’s cocks as they sighed in oral pleasure. Both twi’lek women tried to go down as far as they could, but both reached a limit about halfway.
Ravus: “Next.” The orange ones pulled away, a green girl walked up to Ravus and a blue to Canderous. They immediately went down into oral sin with the two men, painting their cocks even further and smudging the orange lipstick as well as mixing it with their own colors. The green girl managed to deep throat exceptionally well, her nose almost touching Ravus’ pelvis but just missing, still leaving an impressive streak of green slut paint. The blue one made it further than the orange had on Canderous’ cock, she gagged a little and pulled off, Canderous admired her artwork.
Canderous: “Next!” Two reds ran up, eager to out-do the previous two combatants in the deep throat championship. They started blowing the two men with fervor, not going very deep down, less than the orange, but with great tenacity that made both men’s senses start to fail.
Ravus: “N-Next. You two stay right here.” A brown went up to Canderous and another orange to Ravus, they started their oral games. Ravus looked down at his cock as the shining orange lips, and the girl attached to them, tried their hardest to pleasure his cock with the wonders of a warm mouth. He stared at his cock as the orange lips moved upwards and looked at the rainbow of colors on his dick from the sluts’ blowjobs.
Ravus: “Reds, get over here. Do what you do best.” Both Reds went to work on both men’s testies, licking and sucking the balls as the other twi’lek whores sucked their cocks. Both men hit their limit and came in the twi’lek sluts’ mouths, they both pulled up and swallowed the cum as per training. Both men inspected their rainbow poles and observed the bottom most color.
Ravus: “Looks like green and blue win.”
Mission: “What do they win?”
Ravus: “A fucking.”
Mission: “This seems self-defeating.” Ravus lined himself up with the green twi’lek’s pussy.
Ravus: “I’m sorry, what?”

Narrator: “You’ve had enough. Leave some sex for the next chapter. Also, some story would be nice. It’ll come. There’s no part of that sentence you didn’t like, right? Right. Until next time, keep up the reviews/emails.”