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Zoloz Sluts	By : handcuffgirl Category: Star Wars (All) > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 9666 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Chapter 1
- 2-Chapter 2
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A Couple of Days later…

Jaina was sitting on a stool at the bar in the club house, eating a sandwich. While none of the Zoloz were on the main floor, a few of them were downstairs in the garage working on their swoop-bikes. It was definitely time to go. Not necessarily this second, but very soon. She was a Jedi Master. She was Jaina Solo, not Jaya Antillies, a tattooed, druggy swoop-bike slut.

“I think it's time to leave,” she said quietly.

“What the frakk you wanna do that for?” Torri asked incredulously. “To go back to that loser Jag?”

When she put it that way, it did seem a bit crazy.

“Na, I was going to Hapes for a while, or something,” Jaina suggested.

Torri snorted in derision. “Yeah right.” She paused to take a swallow of her beer before continuing. “You just made that up. You were going to go crawling back to that Imp.”

Since that was pretty much true, Jaina didn't bother denying it.

“Besides, you need to stay here, to help me keep the guys from causing too many problems around here.”

“What?” Jaina replied in confusion.

Torri glanced at her with a smirk. “The more they stay in the club house fucking us, the less time they have to go out and cause mayhem on Trigalis.”

Jaina was definitely skeptical of that logic. “So why don't we just arrest them, like we have with all those other gangs of scum?”

Torri laughed in response. “Sure. Go ahead and comm your uncle, and explain to him how you brought me back to the Zoloz, and you've been undercover and we've both been getting fucked by them for over a week.”

Jaina considered that a few seconds. She could probably pull something like that off, if she really wanted to.

“I can't stay here forever,” she said. She paused a heartbeat, then added, “And neither can you.”

She thought was mostly convincing when she made the first statement. She knew she wasn't when she made the second one.

Torri gave her another laugh, and a flirtatious grin. “Not forever,” she agreed. “Just until you repay the Zoloz for kidnapping me,” she explained, reaching over and tugging on the leash ring of her collar.

Jaina didn't think it would be much of a problem to steal one of the remotes to her shock collar. She knew for sure that Dirc had one. He was out with... Lonn and Kruz or somebody though? The other one was probably down in the garage with Koda or Grinder right now. It'd be easier to steal one from Dirc or one of the other Zoloz. Koda was rather security conscious.

“Of course they'll probably beat the shavitt out of me, so you'll have to convince me to leave too.” She paused, flashing her a satisfied smile to let her know how likely that was. “But then they'll probably go do something crazy or something, and somebody else will get hurt,” she said, glancing deliberately away from her, and taking a swallow of her beer.

Jaina wasn't about to justify either of them staying here just to keep the Zoloz in check, especially since she didn't buy that anyway.

“How long until I've paid them back for kidnapping you then?” she finally asked.

“Don't know,” Torri answered with a dismissive shrug. “I don't think they've even come up with a number yet, much less started deducting anything.”

Jaina couldn't say she was surprised by that.

“And they'll need to add your tattoos, and food and stuff, and the use of their shock collar,” Torri commented, finishing off her beer.

“What!?”

“I'll remind Torch,” Torri continued as though Jaina wanted them to charge her for her ongoing subjugation and humiliation.

“Well, how much are they deducting per fuck?” she asked, half-sarcastically.

“Those are free,” she replied with frown, then asked, “You're not a whore, are you?” with her frown turning into an evil grin.

“Well there's no way I'm paying for this frakking tattoo,” she exclaimed, leaning back and pulling her shorts down a bit to display the top part of the tattoo across her lower belly. “Like I wanted ZOLOZ SLUT tattooed on me?”

Torri just smirked back at her a couple of moments. “You didn't complain very much,” she commented. “You even thanked them for it, if I remember correctly.”

“Because they'd shock the shavitt out of me, or beat me if I didn't!” Jaina had been shocked with the collar exactly twice, both times on what they said was a low setting. She didn't want to repeat the experience, even if she was pretty sure they had been lying about the setting.

Torri let out a chuckle.

“You barely protested when I locked this on you,” she pointed out, reaching up and hooking a finger through the leash ring of Jaina's collar. “And you knew what'd they do with a sexy babe like you showing up at their club house wearing it.” With that, she pulled her in close, then gave her a quick kiss.

Jaina couldn't really deny any of that, so she just took a hefty swallow of her beer. “I thought they'd thank me for bringing you back, compliment my fashion choices, then let me leave,” she said, deadpan.

Torri stared at her a moment, then they both burst out in laughter.

That night, most of the Zoloz left the club house early. Only Dirc and Raider stayed overnight. The next morning, all of them met up at the club house. Cyllir told Torri and Jaya to clean up until they got back, then the Zoloz left. Only Kicker, one of the prospects, stayed behind to keep an eye on them. Jaya had overheard some talk about them picking up a shipment of blasters. Torri happily confirmed it while they were cleaning the bed room Jaya got fucked in the most.

“Oh yeah, they made this deal a while back. A whole shavitt load of blasters. It's all some of them's been talking about. At least when they think I can't hear them,” she added with a grin.

Jaya definitely didn't like the idea of the Zoloz having access to a shipment of blasters. She thought about trying to escape, but discarded the idea after a few seconds.

The Zoloz didn't get back until almost dark. They were relieved, but tired. A lot of them went home, while some of them crashed at the club house. Dirc had enough energy to fuck Jaya before he fell asleep though.

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A few days later...

“I'll meet your bet, and raise you five hundred,” Big Dave, the Vice-president of the West Vella chapter, calmly informed the table.

Skifter glanced down at his stack of chips, and muttered a curse. “Just a second.”

He set his cards down, and stepped over to the bar where Cyllir and some of the others were watching. He and the Zoloz president whispered back and forth a moment, then Skifter returned to the table with a satisfied smile on his face.

“I call,” he announced. “But since I'm a little short of credits, if you win, you get our slut over there for a week,” he said, gesturing towards Torri and Jaya.

Jaya frowned in confusion, not sure which of them he was talking about.

Torri was very sure though.

She chuckled at Jaya, then told her, “You're about spend a week with the West Vella Zoloz, sexy.”

Jaya had been afraid of that. Then she frowned again. “How do you know Skifter will lose?”

Torri laughed again. “Do you know why they call him Skifter? Because the only way he wins is by using one.” She paused, the added, “Seriously, he's a terrible sabacc player. And that's when he's sober. He's on his what, tenth beer now?”

Frakk.

“So why did Cyllir let him bet me?” Jaya demanded quietly.

“Because they're Zoloz,” Torri answered. “Don't worry though, he won't let them hurt you too much or anything,” she added a heartbeat later.

“Well, it's not the first time I've been won in a sabacc game,” Jaya said with a shrug.

Now Torri frowned. “Seriously? When?”

Jaya glanced over at her, then back to the card table, where the West Vella Zoloz Vice-president was smiling lustily at her while Skifter was staring at the cards in dismay.

“How do you think I wound up married to Jag?” she replied nonchalantly.

Jaya glanced over to Cyllir, and when he nodded his approval, she slid off the barstool, and strutted towards the card table. Big Dave was tall, and heavy-set, but not really muscular. He was also... ugly. Definitely not the sort of guy she'd normally be with if she had a choice. As matter of fact, none of the Zoloz really were. Even the more attractive ones, like Cyllir, Koda, and Lukis, were still outlaw swoop-bikers.

She didn't have a choice though. She was basically a sex slave of the Zoloz, and they had bet her on a sabacc hand. Mmmmm, that made her horny. Her hand drifted to her pussy, but stopped a few centimeters short.

Now she belonged to the Big Dave and the West Vella Zoloz for a week. At least Skifter didn't lose her to a Hutt or something.

“I guess I'm yours for a week,” she told Big Dave with a friendly smile, draping her arm across his shoulders.

He ran one hand up the back of her thigh to her ass, as he leered at her. “For three hundred and twenty credits, I might buy you for another week.”

All of the Zoloz with in earshot laughed. Jaya grinned amicably, and let out a little chuckle as well. Cyllir let Skifter bet me for a week for just three-hundred-and-twenty credits, she thought to herself. She had seen several of them flash at least that much credits on a regular basis since she'd been here. For less than forty-three credits a day, Big Dave could fuck her as much as he wanted. Not only was she a Zoloz slut, apparently she was a cheap Zoloz slut.

“Well, I'll just have to make sure you get your credits' worth,” she replied, still smiling back at him.

Jaya was outside with Big Dave and the rest of the West Vella Zoloz before she remembered she hadn't grabbed a change of clothes.

“You ain't gonna need 'em, babe,” one of them commented, slapping her ass.

All of them in earshot laughed.

“Get your ass on here,” Big Dave told her, nodding towards the spot on his swoop behind him.

Jaya knew better than to protest again. She obediently climbed onto the back of his swoop-bike, and wrapped her arms around his ample waist. They had already pulled away by the time she realized she hadn't even brought a toothbrush. She was only wearing a tiny crop top that barely covered her tits, short-shorts, a thong, her glossy red fifteen-centimeter heeled ankle boots, and a stack of bracelets on each of her wrists. And of course, her shock collar was maglocked around her neck.

The first morning at the West Vella Zoloz' club house, Jaya put her crop top, short-shorts, and panties in with their laundry. Somehow, they weren't there when the load was finished. Big Dave gave her one of their club shirts to wear, along with her ankle boots, bracelets, and shock collar. It was barely long enough to be a minidress, and light-gray. When she was outside washing their swoop-bikes, it got wet, and she felt like might of well been naked. The West Vella Zoloz didn't mind at all.

Just as she'd suspected, Big Dave shared her with the rest of his club. Jaya spent the week getting fucked by the thirteen members of the West Vella chapter of the Zoloz. They had a prospect that had been keeping the club house clean, but they promptly gave the entire job to her. It was smaller than hers, but at least there, Torri was usually around to help. Jaya quickly found herself cleaning pretty much whenever they weren't fucking her. It wasn't much different than before, except Torri wasn't around to keep her company. They kept her buzzing on giggledust and pleezer most of the time too.

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At the end of the week, one of the West Vella Zoloz named Ripper gave her a ride back to her club house. They came to a stop out front, and she climbed off his swoop bike.

“Come 'ere,” he told her as she started towards the door.

Jaya turned back, to see him pulling something out of his swoop-bike's storage compartment. It was a length of chain. She stood in docile confusion as he reached up and locked one end of the chain to her collar's leash ring. Then he pulled her over to one of the posts supporting the front porch, wrapped the other end of chain around it, and locked that end too.

“Hey!”

“They said to just leave you here,” Ripper said with a laugh, spanking her ass.

“What!?” she asked in shocked confusion as he stepped back to his swoop-bike.

Ripper laughed again. “Torch said they'd be around in an hour or so,” he explained. “See ya around, babe,” he shouted as he started his swoop-bike back up, and pulled away.

Jaya watched him drive off in stunned silence. She'd been left leashed on the front porch of the Zoloz club house, like a pet nek. It was humiliating. It was degrading. It was turning her on.

At least the chain was long enough for her to reach one of the chairs they had sitting out on the porch. She idly thought about masturbating until someone came to unlock her. She was probably far enough away from the street, to get away with it. The Zoloz didn't like her cumming without them though. She could keep herself good and horny for them, she thought to herself as she unzipped her short-shorts, and slid a hand down them.

Jaya watched the traffic pass by while she stealthily played with her pussy on the front porch. Other than a few passing speeders that honked at her, no one seemed to pay her much attention. She was definitely there way past an hour before any of the Zoloz showed up. Instead of Torch though, it was Koda and Bloc. She told them how horny she was while flashing her wet pussy at them, hoping they'd unlock her, and take her inside to fuck her.

“Not now, baby,” Koda replied with a half-smile, which was pretty much the only way he smiled, tugging on her leash. “We got some stuff to do. You just hang out here till somebody else comes around.”

Jaya let out a groan of frustration.

Bloc chuckled, as he reached out and twisted her nipple as he passed her.

A few minutes later, Spanner wandered out of the clubhouse. He stopped next to her, raised both elbows over his head, and stretched lazily.

“Hey,” Jaya greeted him in mild surprise, not trying to hide the fact that she had been masturbating, and hoping he'd take the hint. Then she realized something. “Have you been here the whole time?”

“Yep,” he replied absently, scratching his bare chest underneath his nerfhide club vest.

Jaya paused a moment, to see if he'd say anything else.

“You could have come and unlocked me?” she pointed out, tugging on her leash for emphasis.

Spanner laughed, and stretched again. “What for? The beer conservator was closer than you were, and Torri sucked me off before she left this morning.”

Jaya stared at him in stunned silence.

“Later, babe,” he said dismissively, turning and heading back into the clubhouse.

Jaya groaned in frustration. She couldn't say she was really surprised though. After a few seconds, she started playing with her pussy again.

A while later, Dirc, Skifter, and Lukis showed up.

“Thank you sooo much,” Jaya cooed to Dirc as he unlocked her leash. “I'm reeaally horny. Want to go in the back and have some fun?” she asked as she ran her fingers down his chest seductively.

“Later,” he answered with a laugh. “Right now, wash my swoop.”

“Mine too,” Skifter added.

“Okay,” Jaya replied in disappointment.

“And when you finish theirs...” Lukis began, gesturing towards his swoop-bike.

“Sure,” Jaya responded in mock cheerfulness.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ THE END ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
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