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A New Master
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A New Master
Chapter 3: Duties
Oola found herself back in Jabba’s palace, she was chained to the Hutt as she danced for him, he licked his tongue at her pulling her close to his bloated and smelly body. She grimaced as his tongue licked the side of her face. She couldn’t take it anymore she couldn’t take this life anymore. She pulled away from him she pulled on the chain as hard as she could yelling at him that she will never be his again.
Jabba yelled something she didn’t get until she felt a huge hand wrap around her body. She was pulled up as she turned around to see the Rancor, it opened its mouth as she screamed.
Oola suddenly woke up with a gasp as she looked around at the unfamiliar place. She was covered in sweat as she looked around. It took her a moment to remember the small room as her room on the Old Hawk, the ship she lived on now. She was in her single bed naked and now all sweaty. She could hear her heart pounding as she tried to calm down. The only light was the small clock she could see.
She saw the time and noticed it was getting close to time to get up she pushed off the cover and hit the light switch. She didn’t have any other clothing so sleeping naked wasn’t much of an issue for her at any rate. There was a robe she was given as she went to the fresher down the hall Master Almec insisted that she say cleaned.
She got into the small room and started her daily routine it felt good to shower every day instead of sleeping with that Hutt’s stink all the time. The only thing she wished she had was some makeup, he didn’t have any of course and hers had washed away long ago. Looking at herself in the mirror she felt that after a few days she felt healthier.
Oola was given three meals a day, plenty of rest and she wasn’t subjected to the horrors of Jabba’s palace all the time. Either she was the subject of his cruelty or his touch, or having to watch others suffer and die under the Hutt. She had never seen death until she came there and she was surprised by how quickly she had hardened to it. She didn’t like to see death but after so much she had gotten a little used to it.
Putting on the robe she got into the cold metal hallway as she saw her master running the corridor. She stayed out of his way as he jogged in shorts and t-shirt. It was a morning routine with him apparently, to exercise in the morning before eating. The couple of times she had spent the night in his cabin in his bed, he had woken up exactly as he changed and started it out.
Not that she minded, the fact her master kept himself in shape was good for her, she preferred him like this which was odd as for a Twi’lek being fat was a sign of power and status but after being Jabba’s slave she had grown to dislike it. She would never see as being fat as that anymore, she would always associate it with the Hutt and everything about it.
Still he had her own chores to do, she got back to her room and put on her only clothing, at least he had shown her how to clean it. She then went to the kitchen to start breakfast, he had been showing her how to cook simple meals and Oola got the feeling he would teach her more complex meals. She found she liked cooking, it was something she had never done herself and it felt nice knowing how to do it for herself.
Her chores in the morning were simple make sure he had his breakfast after his morning workout. Next was her language training, there was a program in the ships computer about how to learn a few languages and Basic was one of them. He seemed to be learning more of her own which was helpful as she managed to learn a few more new words every day. She would practice them in her head throughout the day.
Next he slowly started to show her more details about the ship, what not to touch and what to stay away from. He taught her names of things, such as tools in case she had to get something. It was all a lot to take in but she threw herself into it like dancing. She had been the most talented dancer at the school because she learned fast and could mimic and remember things better than the others. Her body had been blessed with being perfect for dancing.
She loved dancing, she felt free of everything when she danced. Her master apparently liked her dancing as he let her dance in one of the cargo holds whenever she had free time and also asked her to dance for him. He would play music as she would dance to it, she put everything she could into her dances for him the man that although she was a slave to, was still treating her better than anyone had in memory.
She danced gracefully to him, erotically for him, sexually for him, beautifully for him she loved the way he looked at her and drank in her every movement. Sometimes after her more erotic and sexual dances he ordered her to strip as he then told her to dance again naked. She didn’t mind as long as it was just him and usually soon after she would find herself grunting and moaning as he fucked her.
The slave girl found she didn’t mind it, he might be a little rough and liked the dirty talk but it was mile better than what she had experienced before. Plus he also liked to explore her body getting her nice and worked up. Oola knew that to survive as a slave she had to learn how to take a lot of things but at least with him she could learn to take pleasure when she could.
Almec was just finishing his morning run, there wasn’t much to do on the Old Hawk sometimes and staying in peek shape helped. You never knew when you had to run down a target after all. He did try to set personal bests just to break up the boredom of the same walls all the time, plus he hated running. He would set a normal pace and then when he got to one end he would rush to the other, then back to the normal pace.
A thought of maybe having Oola running naked with him entered his mind, he thought of her naked body and all the little fun bits bouncing around. He grinned to himself as he went for his cool down run, later he promised himself. Already she would be cooking his morning meal something he was glad for, it was nice having someone cook and clean for him.
But first he needed to find a job, he needed lots of money real fast because he just knew that damn Hutt would start charging interests on what he owed. So he made a mental list, first shower, then dress, then breakfast and then he was going to make a call to the guild and find work. Hopefully there would be something at least in system to avoid travel time.
“Welcome to Skar College of Hunters,” the voice over the holo channel spoke up. Almec was in the cockpit of the ship where he had the communications set up. He was currently sitting in the pilots chair looking at the small communications section to the right of where he normally piloting.
“This is hunter AK-234-K, requesting conversation with Operations Officer 489-T.” He hoped that Sol was working today he at least was a man he worked with enough time to get a good rapport with the aging Sullustan.
The channel paused as a face of a sullustan was shown who was about middle age for his people. His skin wrinkling a little with the small beard under his chin was greying.
“Almec, how did that job for Jabba go?” Sol asked him.
Almec tried not to wince at that, “Ah…well there was a complication.”
There was a moment of silence there as the older sullustan gave him a leveled looked. “What...did...you...do?”
“It’s not my fault!” Okay so that was a blatant lie but he wasn’t going to just admit to what happened. “Okay look, there was a bit of an...incident...”
“Incident,” Sol repeated in a flat manner.
“Yeah look, I had to pay off some ‘damages’ and it ended costing me the bounty,” He knew that the Guild would never pay off his debt. Guilds were very helpful to hunters, they helped broker the deals, set up certain services to help, they did a lot of things but they would not cover the personal costs to the hunters, that was their own problems.
Sol sighed heavily looking like he was going to get a headache from this. “Kid you really know how to ruin someone’s day.”
“Look I know that the guild takes a ten percent of the hunt as a commission but there was nothing for the commission.” He shrugged.
Sol rubbed his large brow, “I know, you have any idea the paperwork you’ve cost me?”
“Look I want to make it up, need work anything in system?” Almec asked him. “I promise I’ll bring in the cash, I bet my hunter license on it.”
That was a gamble because without that he couldn’t officially hunt anymore, he would be out of the guild and would have to register somewhere else, which was hard if you got a reputation for being kicked out of a guild, there were some that didn’t ask questions but the types of missions they took weren’t the kind that Almec liked to do.
Sol looked through the requests, “I got a couple of runners, skipped on bail and hiding out from the law. A total bounty of fifteen hundred for the both of them.”
“I need something with a bit more pay...you know to make up for what happened.” He covered with the last bit since he couldn’t mention he was trying to rack up as much cash as fast as possible.
Sol glanced at him and looked again, “Miranda is on a hunt and requested backup, I can send you her way but the bounty will be split between you two. The bounty is for ten thousand but if you agree to it then it will be split five for each of you, minus our ten percent of course.”
He remembered Miranda she was an Echani, a pale skinned humanoid race that were warriors. He worked with her a few times and he got along well with her so it might not be so bad. Plus 4,500 credits would be a good start. “Alright wend me where to meet her and I’ll do it.”
“Good,” Sol started the paperwork. “Don’t screw this up.”
“You got it,” the hologram shut off as his computer was given a file with the location of Miranda.
-Later-
Almec was suited up as he made his way to the meeting place, the area was a more rundown area of one of the larger cities. You could practically smell the crime ridden element, this was the kind of place that the local law didn’t go much often and you wouldn’t find much Imperial patrols unless it was to bomb the hell out of the place and then pave it over.
He had noticed that a lot of people here were wearing the same tattoos and colors, this was a gang territory. Well the best way to keep people out of your way was to just walk like you owned the place. Being more confident helped to make people less confident in themselves, if someone cast a look you just made a point of ignoring them, like they didn’t even matter to you. If someone got the nerve to try and give you a dirty look you gave one back even worse.
Having his helmet on helped as you couldn’t see the face just the black visor, he had practiced in a mirror to be able to ‘glare’ with just the helmet, it really unsettled people who couldn’t see your face but could still pick up on your mood.
“About time you got here,” a silky voice said to him as out of the shadows of the alleyway came Miranda.
She was an Echani, a humanoid race that usually were very pale skin, she had this along with a mane of long white hair. Her people were a warrior race although they did like to carry blades, hence the two blades on her back and a knife at her waist and boot. Of course she did carry a blaster pistol strapped to her thigh. Her people also didn’t believe in heavy armor, which was why she only had on a blaster vest along with shin and forearm guards.
Personally Almec liked his armor because he enjoyed the added protection plus it allowed to carry more equipment he might need and he had a few modifications that helped even the odds sometimes.
“Well this is hardly a good neighbourhood, no street signs for blocks.” He only half-joked about that with her. “So what’s the job?”
“Follow me,” she walked further down the alley as he followed, he couldn’t help but notice how graceful her movements were. She moved like a cat, not to mention it gave him a good look at that ass of her, now that was an amazing one. Getting his mind back in the game he focused when she stopped near the edge. He did the same as she nodded her head, he took a peek to a building down the street.
It was a little different than the others mainly that it looked a lot more lived in. There were speeders lined up outside with two men outside looking like guards. Although they weren’t professionals of any sort, looked more like street thugs with how relaxed they were, their matching colored clothing and how they were trying to look tougher than they most likely were told him all he needed to know.
He pulled back looking at her, “Since when is there a bounty this high on simple gang members? Hell the local law should be able to handle these punks.”
Miranda nodded. “True but this whole area is under this gang, if the law come down here it will be a blood bath on both sides.”
“Thus send in the expendable collectors,” He said as she smirked. The term ‘expendable collectors’ was a bounty hunter joke amongst hunters since hunters you could send in en mass without anyone really worrying.
“The contractor also wants this person personally,” She handed him a datapad with an image of an ugly looking man on it. “Turns out this guy and his group was linked to a crime not long ago. Video footage showed him and a few members pulling a couple of girls into an alleyway. They came out but the girls didn’t.”
“Father wants revenge type of deal?” He had heard the story before.
“Mother actually, she owns a major company and one of the girls was her youngest child a party girl and her friend were club hopping in the more dangerous parts of the city.” She told him.
Almec shook his head some people never learn that the increased risk wasn’t just for a rush.
“So what’s the plan?”
“I get those two back here and we take them out, there’s a back entrance I’ll use to sneak in and make sure that he doesn’t sneak out the back. I’m not equipped for a major fight which is why I put out the call for some help.”
He knew where this was going, “I’m the distraction with a heavy assault then.”
“You got it, put all that armor to the test,” she joked.
“Hey I like my armor thank you very much,” He cast a quick look down the alley to the two story building. “How exactly will you get them down here?”
He turned to see her taking off all her weapons, she then took off her jacket and stripped out of her shirt leaving her in a black bra before putting her jacket back on but leaving the front open to show her cleavage. She pulled her panties up just a bit to show it off.
“Nuff said,” He told her.
Almec got into position hiding in the shadows of the alley. He saw her slink her way up flirting with the men, she opened her jacket a bit as he could already imagine her asking ‘do you boys want to party?’ and they were taking it hook line and sinker. It didn’t seem to take much to get two horny men who were obviously bored to go with a woman offering up free pussy.
He stayed as still as a stone trying to become part of the background as she led them back her.
“Come on baby isn’t this far enough?” One asked.
“Yeah we can’t get too far you know,” the second one kept looking back he was starting to have second thoughts. This wasn’t good if they went back they might have to change the plan but Miranda was ahead of him.
She slipped out of her jacket and pulled up her bra and Almec got a good view from the dark of her pale breasts. They weren’t as big as Oola’s but they were close and with smaller grey nipples. That got the males attention as one of them immediately went in, he kissed her as his hand went to feel up one of her breasts the other hung back a bit but still looking.
Almec knew now was the time, carefully he silently walked up behind them, he made sure not to step on anything. He got behind the one looking on and quickly grabbed his neck and head in his arms. He made a small sound as he struggled. His partner quickly looked but didn’t get a chance to do anything, Miranda struck out like a viper. She kneed him in the crotch and with one blow to the throat easily broke his trachea he wasn’t going to get up again as he couldn’t breathe anymore.
Almec snapped the neck of the man in his arms. “So no one will mind this?”
“No, law enforcement will look the other way hell if we take them out I think they would call it a good day. But we just need to get the target,” She pulled down her bra not really caring that she had exposed herself as she went to work getting her gear back from the hiding place. “Time to go to work, I’ll give you an all clear when I have the target.”
Almec waited in the alley giving Miranda time to get around back, he waited with the com line open and when he heard her give the go ahead he started walking to the front door. When he got close enough he saw all the windows were covered most likely so any other gang members in a drive by wouldn’t be able to pick out targets, not that gang members were known for any kind of accuracy. He could also hear a party going on, some loud music he couldn’t place and lots of voices.
“Here comes the party pooper,” He muttered.
“Tell me you didn’t just say that.” Miranda’s voice was heard in his helmet.
He had forgotten about the open com, he just decided to ignore her comment plus he didn’t have a good comeback or reasoning to validate the lame joke.
He got to the front door as he thought about how best to get the attention of everyone, he didn’t have to be subtle about it and he was to be a distraction so loud and angry most likely seemed the best way. He checked his belt and pulled out a few small metal devices the about an inch in size. They were small dedonite charges, they were s cheap but effective explosive, that is if you knew what you were doing.
He placed them on the door and pressed his back against the wall as he hit the remote detonator on one of his gauntlets. There was an explosion was the metal door was flung inward, his helmet protected his ears from the loud explosion as he pulled out his blaster rifle and swung to the side of the door. He saw inside that the door had slammed into a wall nearly smashing through it. The inside of the place was a mess and he doubted it was because of him.
A few people were on the ground wearing the same gang colors, others were trying to get up, there were cries and screaming. It was pure chaos but there was always room for more. He made sure that no one seemed to be their target as he took aim and fired several quick shots before crouching down and moving to cover inside.
He turned over a table and peeked over it and fired a few more shots, he was just trying to get everyone to scatter but the moment he saw someone pull out or go for a weapon he would take them down. He saw a set of stairs with people trying to go up to get away from the fight and a few others trying to get down to see what was going on downstairs.
Almec let loose a few more shots keeping everyone’s heads down, from what he could see no one on the first floor was their target.
“Try the second floor,” he said into the com.
“Found a second set of stairs, going up now.” Came her reply.
“Someone kill that bastard!” Someone yelled out apparently this was one of the higher ups as people were doing what he was saying.
Almec saw a large looking guy with a scar on his face and stupid looking tattoos on the other side. He took aim and put a blaster bolt into his chest. He couldn’t get them rally he had to keep them scattered and taking out leadership was an effective method of that.
He heard sounds of people running up from behind him from an open doorway directly behind his position. He fired a few more times into the main room and swung to the doorway just was someone ran though. He caught the guy by surprise as he took his arm and twisted him around, standing up the hunter use him as a human shield and fired at the others.
Two men and a woman with weapons , he wasn’t sure if all three hits were lethal but they were out of the fight he hoped. He hit the guy in the back of the head with his faceplate and twisted throwing him into the other room.
“Here I come!” Almec yelled and just as he hoped the more twitchy and jumpy of the gang fired. Three people shot out taking out their own gang member. Almec got behind the table again as a few blaster bolts came his way. He blindly returned fire with the weapon just poking over the table.
He had no way of knowing just how long the fight was going, when you were in a fire fight things like time got muddled. It could have been only a few minutes or twenty, there was no way to tell and he knew his blaster would be running out of energy soon, he had a spare but he hoped he wouldn’t have to reload while in his position.
There was some yelling from the room behind him, apparently two of the people in there were still alive. That wasn’t good, sooner or later they would split up and rush him from both sides.
Suddenly there was a clicking in the communication unit in his helmet, a double click meaning that Miranda was clear and had the package. Well this had been fun but it was time to go, he dug out a small grenade it was a stun grenade. He had thought about throwing an incendiary but starting a fire in this neighbourhood wouldn’t be a good idea.
He tossed it as there was a large flash, the visor in his helmet protected him from things like that darkening as he heard lots of yells. He went to the front door hearing more blaster bolts aimed at him. Apparently either some weren’t as blind as he hoped or some might have been immune depending on species.
He tossed a smoke grenade behind him hoping it would cover his escape. He ran out into the street and heard a speeder heading his way. He turned and dropped to a knee and raised his weapon but held his fire seeing the pale rider. Miranda pulled up with a modified speeder with their target tied up and on the back like a hunted animal, apparently he was knocked out.
“You going to stand there all day?” She yelled at him as people starting making their way out of the smoke.
Almec didn’t waste time with a witty retort as he jumped on behind her holding her waist as she sped off.
-Old Hawk-
Almec felt good as he got up the ramp and closed it behind him, he got paid and he felt like fucking the hell out of a certain beautiful green lady. Seeing Miranda topless and holding on to her on the ride had been very arousing. He was thankful he had a cod piece or else she would have felt his erection posking into her ass.
He really wondered if Miranda knew what she did to men, hell she did he knew it, her people did read people’s body language.
“Oola,” He called out undoing his equipment and armor as he placed his weapons in the locker.
She came up to him from around one of the corners.
“Master?”
“Bed.” He simply told her as she nodded.
Oola was prepared for this duty to pleasure her master, after the horrors of Jabba’s palace this wasn’t so bad. In fact she was finding herself enjoying it, she walked into his bedroom and stripped out of her clothing. She got onto her knees as she waited for him to enter. She didn’t have to wait long as he came in and stopped in front of her.
She smiled up at him as she rubbed his crotch as she opened up the front and fished out his member. She started licking it gently, it was nearly hard already when she pulled it out so it was easy to get him to his full length but still she continued on. Almec pulled off his shirt and threw it aside watching this green skinned beauty nearly worship his cock. He closed his eyes as his head tilted up imagining it was Miranda’s mouth on his cock he moaned feeling the mouth around the head of his cock as she slowly started to take it into her mouth.
Her head slowly going back and forth going deeper each time she made moaning sounds around his cock only helped enhance the blowjob. Her talented wet tongue ran along the underside of his cock and switched it up as she had only his head as her tongue swirled around the head. She undid his pants and pulled them down as she started to work on his balls next, sucking on his sack.
“Oh fucking hell yes you bitch,” He grunted out.
Oola continued her work as she gently started to run her fingers of one of her hands over her slit, she was getting herself wet for her master’s use, although he could just fuck her dry that would hurt and she wanted to enjoy it. Although he normally did take the time to make sure she was wet there had seemed an almost urgency in his tone of voice.
She slipped in a finger when she felt she was wet enough rubbing it against her warm and wet walls, she moaned taking his cock again into her mouth bobbing her head back and forth to take the entire length now.
Almec couldn’t take it anymore, “Get on the bed, now.” He commanded her.
She obediently did so licking her lips from the taste of his cock, although it wasn’t her favorite thing she had far worse tastes in her mouth in her past. She crawled onto the bed and got onto her back watching at her new master quickly stripe his boats and pants off, throwing them aside as he looked at her with a nearly predatory need at her. He grabbed her hips and quickly turned her onto her stomach as he pulled her hips towards the edge of the bed.
Oola felt the hard cock against the crack of her ass as she held her breath, hoping he wasn’t going to fuck her ass with it. But he soon guided it to her pussy as he entered her with a powerful thrust feeling her wet pussy, he was thankful she had fingered herself to get ready for this.
He thrust away into her remembering Miranda’s fine ass and wondering how it would feel in his hands, he wondered if she did anal? Damn he really would have to break in Oola into that at some point but he would ease her into it, no sense if breaking her on the first go after all.
“Yeah take that cock like the whore you are,” He moaned as he slapped her ass, not too hard but it did make Oola jump with a startled cry. His hand kneaded her fleshy ass where he had hit her hitting the spot again.
“Ah! Master!” Oola cried out but she didn’t stop as she thrust back into him. Physical pain was something she had learned to take and in some of the things she had suffered through this was light. A spanking was something she could take as others had done this so hard she couldn’t sit afterward. Plus what some of the others girls had to have endured and some of the stories those in Jabba’s palace told of those girls who have been taken by some of the more monstrous members of Jabba’s gang never to return again but said their screams were the last thing anyone heard from them.
“Oh yeah fucking take it!” he gripped her hips as he closed her eyes. He imagined it was Miranda he was fucking like this, Oola’s moans helped. He wanted to make that pale hunter scream his name as he plowed her like this.
“I’m going to love fucking you and filling you with cum Miranda,” he groaned remembering those nice white tits from before and that nice ass from those tight pants she liked to wear. He slapped Oola’s ass again only this time it was the other side. Hearing the women give a small cry only helped him in his fantasy. He had been so worked up that he decided to pick things up as he gripped her hips and started fucking the woman furiously.
Oola just let herself be taken by him, letting him set the pace allowing him to move her body. She had to support herself with one hand as the other went between her legs, she found her clit and started rubbing it quickly. She cried out now but in pleasure as she felt the jolt run through her body from pleasuring her little love button.
“Take it, take my cum!” he cried out as he let out a long groan feeling himself starting to fire off his warm seed into her waiting body.
“Oh Master,” Oola moaned as she kept rubbing her clit until she felt a climax as well soon after.
After a few moments both were now laying on their sides with Almec to her back his arm wrapped around her waist. He was once again thinking having this woman might have been a good thing, if only there hadn’t been such a price tag with her that was the major downside.
As Oola rested she had a bit of a mix feeling, she was pretty certain that he had been calling another woman’s name. She knew she was just his slave but still was she not good enough that he had to think of other women? That sent a chill of fear in her that he might get rid of her, she was afraid of who might be her next owner. She had to make sure to please her new master to make him want her and keep her.
She turned to face her master running her hand over his bare chest, “Master, Oola do well?”
“Oh yeah you did really well.”
“Master pleased?”
“Of course, why?” He was wondering where this was coming from as she seemed kind of eager for his response.
Oola didn’t want him to know she trying to fish for answers so she kissed him sensually, “Oola wants to please Master is all.” She slipped up a little and placed her breasts to his face smiling at him, she knew he loved breasts and planned to use that to entice him.
“Lovely little minx,” He grinned taking the offered tit and sucking on the dark green nipple.
Oola moaned stroking his head with his thick hair, she always marveled at the hair humans had. Her people didn’t really have body hair but it felt nice as she ran her fingers through it as he basically seemed to nurse on her breast. He sucked the whole nipple and part of the flesh into his mouth sucking on it making her moan out more.
[No milk will come out no matter how hard you keep sucking master.] She spoke then remembered he might not know what she said fully as he looked at her.
“No...milk,” she had to struggle to remember the basic word for milk in his language. She was glad she learned that from the breakfast lessons.
“Well I’m still going to try,” he joked as he took the other one and started to suck on that one.
“Ohhhh,” Oola did feel pleasure but she acted as she was feeling a bit better than she did just to stroke his male ego. In fact on the subject of stroking she slid a hand down his torso and found his softened member. It was slowly getting harder but she felt it could be getting harder a bit faster. She took it in her slender hands as she gently started stoking him.
“Oh gods yes,” He groaned into her tit as he started licking the nub.
Almec couldn’t take anymore he pulled away from her tits seeing the wet marks he left on them turning her onto her back as he got between her thighs. She pulled her thighs apart and with her dancing body was easily able to do the splits with her legs. She easily held them open for him seeing the surprised but eager look on his face.
“Oh you are a prize,” he said out loud he always wanted to fuck someone with some really great flexibility. He was going to see just how flexible she was later but now he wanted that green pussy again. He easily got in as he started thrusting away at her body holding himself up looking down at her.
“Oh! Ugh! Master! Master!” She moaned huskily looking at him with her wide eyes.
“Oh yeah take it, take all of it you fucking green skinned slut.” He growled at her loving the site of how she shifted with every thrust into her body. The way her mouth opened with a gasp with every thrust into her, the way her large tits moved and even how her lekku twitched.
“Oola slut! Oola is Master’s slut! Fuck slutty Oola Master!”
“Oh I’ll fuck you, I’ll fuck the green right off you, you filthy fucking cum whore!” He really got off with the dirty talk, hell sometimes when you started with dirty talk the woman could get offended but with a slave she not only took it but encouraged it. Sure it was her duty to do so but so what? It was fucking hot in his mind and a bit cathartic in a way, getting all that pent up emotions out as well as his pent up sperm.
“So deep, so deep Master!” She shook her head side to side as it wasn’t a lie, with her legs spread like this he was spearing her right to the end of her love tunnel. She was also still sensitive from her previous orgasm so her pussy was getting more pleasure this time around. She didn’t need to play with her clit she was already starting to feel the orgasm slowly building up.
“Oh fuck! Fuck! Fuck you! Fuck you, you sex slaved bitch!”
She cried out letting him use her, use her to feel pleasure since that was her duty in life now to please him. She knew this but she couldn’t help but feel pleasure herself, maybe this was another reason she didn’t want to give him up. She might never have a master that could give her pleasure as she was giving him pleasure.
Oola tired to wait for him to cum but she knew that after a male came they could last longer while her sensitive body was already nearing the second orgasm.
“M-master, cumming soon!” she told him.
“Cum for me, let me see you cum from my human cock fucking you,” he told her increasing his pace.
Oola didn’t catch all of it but she did catch that he was telling her to cum so she did. She threw her head back into the pillow crying out as she came again.
Almec felt her pussy tighten up around him as her fluids drenched his cock, she really came this time he grinned. It was also nice to know she hadn’t faked her orgasm sure he didn’t have to care about it but it did feel nice that he could get her to climax from just his own skills in bed.
Seeing her large chest he had to do something he had been waiting to do ever since she came onto his ship.
“Damn I got to fuck those tits,” He pulled out as she got on top of her, he grabbed her breasts as he placed his cock between them. “Oh yeah these feel great wrapped around my cock.”
Oola moaned although she was acting that she was getting pleasure from it she just wanted to make him want her more. She raised a hand to one of her lekku stroking it as she used the other to bring a tip of the other to her mouth as she slightly licked it. She shivered at the sensations her lekku being very much an erogenous zone in some areas.
Although his cock was long enough for her to take it in her mouth he wanted to see himself shooting all over her pretty face. He groped her breasts as he fucked them, he was already close from her pussy but now he was going to enjoy this.
“Oh yeah, I’m going to paint that face of yours in my cum!” He told her.
“Yes! Yes Master!” She tried to think of the basic words but they were failing her at the moment, she resolved to study some more dirty words for later.
“Open your mouth!” He ordered as she did, opening wide as he groaned thrusting as he felt his dick throb and shoot his second load all over the woman. He watched the white streams hit her face, into her mouth he grabbed his dick to prevent the last shot going out as he sat a little higher and left go, coming over her tits.
“Oh yeah you look good covered in my cum Oola,” He grinned as she seemed to run her hands over her face. She closed her mouth as she made a show of swallowing his seed, her fingers would gather more of it on her body as she licked it off her fingers like chocolate. Damn she looked way too good like that, lying there covered in his cum and her licking it off her own body.
Oola had to have taken many different types of cum from many different species but her new master’s seed at least wasn’t too bad. It wouldn’t be her favorite thing to eat if she was honest but at least she wouldn’t have to gag it down and in time she might come to enjoy it. Plus it wasn’t toxic at least, one alien species that had earned favor with Jabba had asked for one of the other twi’lek slaves.
Things had gone well until the male came in the poor girl, she had been screaming for hours as her inner walls burned. Jabba hadn’t been pleased that the man hadn’t warned him that his bodily fluids were toxic to several humanoid races.
Again she had to make sure that her new master never tired of her, never wanted to get rid of her. She had to do anything to make him want her no matter what he asked for because in the end she couldn’t be sure she would ever get a master this nice to her ever again.
Jabba had been the worse and her life had nearly ended, there were other people out there that could use up slaves like they were nothing. In the dancing school her group had all been told the stories of those that had failed. They were sold off to brothels to pay off the money put into them, for the rest of their lives they were to sell their bodies. Some were sent to those that liked to do the most depraved things to their slaves.
Some liked buying slaves because you could do whatever you wanted to do with a slave in some areas of the galaxy and no one would question it. But it was the real horror stories that stuck with her, those that were sold to those that likes to see their slaves raped and humiliated in horrible ways. Inflicting pain on them, forcing them to mate with animals, some were bought purely for sport in some sick games of death.
She knew that things could get much worse for her and in all things considered as a slave girl she had it fairly well at the moment.
“Get cleaned up.” Almec told her.
“Yes master,” She smiled at him as she got up with a dancer’s grace and made sure her movements were enticing as she left for the shower in the hallway.
“I’m so going for that ass soon,” Almec swore seeing that fine green ass with his cum leaking down her legs.
Next up Chapter 4: Good News and Gifts
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A New Master