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Bo-Katan gave the bounty hunter a good smack on the back of his head before rounding up in front of her, her hands slowly coming up to her wide hips, and leaned down until her helmet was just in front of his face. She stared hard from behind her visor, but the feeling of smug triumph was palpable, and the bounty hunter snarled at her for it.

Beneath her helmet, the redhead had a cocky smirk on her lips.

"Thought you could get the drop on me?" she taunted casually, tilting her helmet to the side in mocking, and garnered a quick response in the form of an insult. The Mandalorian chuckled harshly at the answer, and straightened her form back before eyeing his ride.

"You should know this would've happened when you came after me," Bo-Katan remarked snidely at the bound alien before approaching the transport. Her eyes gazed at the hover-bike with little interest in it, only really just checking it to see if it has anything to note, and calmly climbed up. Her form-fitting pants strained against her fat ass when it squished on the leather seat, and again she gave the ride a once over before placing her hands on the handle bars.

It was a nice bike, if a little bland.

She turned to the alien once again, sounding more than a bit cocky as she started the ignition process, "I'll be taking this then."

An Hour Later…

Bo-Katan clenched her teeth as a groan of pleasure escaped her throat.

She hadn't expected the pussy trap set on the seat of the bike, hadn't even thought of it! But because of how easy it was to dispatch the bounty hunter, the Mandalorian got in over her head and started the bike without a second thought to check the seat. It must've had some sort of sensor to not fry his own balls up when he used it, because the minute she turned the throttle, something pressed up against her crotch and shocked her so much that she was left panting hard and weak on the bike when it was over.

At that point, the bounty hunter had escaped, and had very much took his revenge.

Now here she was, hands against the wall as she was bent over with her legs spread wide, taking in the male's throbbing rod.

Her chest armor and helmet lay somewhere behind them, having been discarded to allow him access to her huge breasts, and the minute the protective plating was gone, her undershirt was ripped open to reveal her pale and full globes that were just only slightly bigger than her head and a stomach so toned no fat was visible on it. The second her udders were free, the male took great pleasure in giving them a perverse kneading, and even took time teasing and stimulating her nipples. Now they hang under her, swinging to and fro in circles as she was rocked back and forth, giving the proud Mandalorian an obscene visage if anyone saw her swinging tits.

Bo-Katan shuddered at the thought, the taboo pleasure feeling far too good than it needed to.

Her belt that has her blasters were a bit closer to the side, thrown there when the bounty hunter had a fill of breasts and decided to get down on her, and was a broken strap more than anything else after he had pulled it apart. And once that was gone, her pants were next when he grabbed it by the seam and ripping it apart until it was now two halves, allowing her doughy ass to be free from its tight confines to be groped and spanked. The alien took immense pleasure as he dug his fingers into her flesh, taking smug delight when her face scrunched in pleasure after he gave them a sharp spank, and then turned to savage glee when his fingers found her plump pussy lips getting wet from his stimulations.

The moment he knew she was enjoying the rough handling she was getting, the alien male proceeded to bend her over before pushing her against the walls. Fingers digging slightly unto her wide hips, Bo-Katan's huge ass cheeks were kept rippling and jiggling lewdly with each clap of his hips against hers, plap plap plap sounds echoing across the alleyway they fucked in while his balls slapped her wet lips. His hard rod stretched the eagerly tightened walls of her cunt, as if she was holding onto him, and the redhead had embarrassingly let a guttural moan of delight out the first time she felt the thick shaft spear her.

Bo-Katan Kryze, a proud Mandalorian of the Nite Owls clan, eagerly enjoying the rutting she took as if she was some cheap whore.

The redhead's pleasure surged at the humiliating thought.

Her mind was failing her with each successive thrust up her horny and wet cunt, each slam of the bounty hunter's cock sending shockwaves of pleasure that coursed through her body and battered her brain with addicting bliss, and more and more are the sounds of pleasure escaping her as she was brought closer to her orgasm. And as her groans turned more needy and whorish, her pride stung deeper than ever as she was slowly brought closer to her defeat.

And oh how good it felt.

"Not so smug now bitch?!" the bounty hunter growled gleefully at her, sounding both satisfied and angry, and lifted a hand up high before bringing it down unto her clapping cheeks. The sharp spike of stimulation shot straight into the redhead's mind and blew her thoughts out before she moaned out whorishly loud with pleasure, her eyes crossing over as her climax built up.

She vaguely heard something clink under her, but the Nite Owl was too pleasure-addled to really realize what it was.

Suddenly, the male behind her took her shoulders and pulled her back straight before keeping her straight by her forearms, only slowing down his pace to prevent her from bouncing off of his pumping hips until his hands had a hold of her. And now her bouncing breasts were out in the open, jiggling and plapping for all to see as her hard nipples blurred from the hard pounding she took. Her clenched teeth and crossed eyes were finally shown, and she let a deep moan of pleasure escape through her teeth as her pride stung from the humiliation.

"You like that huh? Like showing off your fat tits bouncing from a cock?" the bounty hunter taunted loudly, letting one arm go to give the redhead's whorishly bouncing breasts a good slap for emphasis.

Bo-Katan grunted in affirmation, the spike of pained pleasure making her thoughts go numb, her voice hoarsely spoken between desperate moans, "Y- yes-!"

The male smiled widely at the admission. Maybe he could do more than this.

"What's that? I can't hear you through those moans you're letting out. Speak up!" he taunted again, emphasizing by giving a deeper thrust of his cock that has her letting out another deep moan.

"Yes-! I- I love having my fat-, glorious tits bouncing for everyone to see!" the Nite Owl moaned out with delight, the admission stinging her pride greatly. Her nipples were as hard as beskar after those words, as if her body was finding enjoyment in her humiliation.

"Ha! To think you Mandalorians were eager whores!" he kept his taunts up.

Said Mandalorian moaned again through her teeth, her lips forming an obscene 'O', and she managed to grunt out a response that has her pride burning with embarrassment, "I am a desperate Mandalorian whore!" In response to her stinging admission, her cunt tightened up around the male's cock considerably as if agreeing with her words, and the pleasure pulsing through her felt twice as addicting.

The bounty hunter groaned in surprise at the sudden pressure around his rod, and he grinned viciously at the moaning whore before taunting her again, "Whoa! Your pussy just got tighter! Just who are you, huh?"

Bo-Katan grunted out a response, as if her pride was holding back the words she so wanted to say, as if she was avoiding the potential reputation she would garner if she did say them.

But the bounty hunter was having none of it, and once more slapped a bouncing breast before demanding, "C'mon and say it, whore! Who are you?!"

Through gritted teeth and stinging pride, through burning humiliation and delicious pleasure, Bo-Katan spoke the words that would cement her new reputation.

"I am Bo-Katan Kryze! Proud Mandalorian whore, and I enjoy getting fucked by scum like you!"

Then she came.

Her whole body tensed from pleasure as intense pulses of sheer bliss reached every end of her nerves, making her twitch erratically and leaving her limbs limp, and her back arched as she threw her head back to release a long howl of absolute nirvana that would eventually catch a lot of attention if people heard it. Her mind went blank as hot bliss flooded her thoughts and leaving nothing but an intoxicating numbness, and her cunt tightened severely around the hard cock inside of her as it milked it desperately.

The bounty hunter, feeling pressure he wasn't prepared for, joined his own howl of pleasure as he released his churning load deep inside the Mandalorian. Pulsing with each shot of his cum, her womb was filled very quickly as he unloaded what felt like his entire balls straight into her baby-maker and then some when it managed to dribble out of her tight seal.

This was went much better than he initially thought.

Bo-Katan rode her orgasm as eagerly as she was lost in it, her howl degrading into intermittent, hoarse moans, and was only just recovering before she was lowered to her hands and knees. Her eyes blearily blinked as conscious thoughts slowly returned in her mind, and she vaguely noted her wrists being grabbed and pulled before something in front of her caught her eye.

Through fluttering eyelids, the Nite Owl spotted something silver and blue on the ground before her, and only managed to blink twice before realizing what it was.

And then the male behind her started thrusting once more, and she clenched her teeth in pleasured dread when she was fucked doggystyle in front of a holo-recorder. Her huge breasts swinging for it in full view.

A Few Days Later…

Bo-Katan stared flatly at the bartender, one hand on her hips while the other rested on the counter.

But the male just smirked, and continued to clean the glass in his hands, ignoring the way the Mandalorian stares at him.

Moments later, she was behind the counter, squatting before his groin, and was giving him a sloppy titty fuck while her mouth serviced the tip. A hand rested on the back of her head, and the Nite Owl shuddered as she settled in her new role easily.

Eventually they'll go somewhere a bit private and fuck her brains out, and then she'll get the drink she wants. And after that, a new holo of the Mandalorian whore would be released, cementing her reputation further.

Bo-Katan Kryze, proud Mandalorian whore would be known to all.

The tinge of regret she felt was overshadowed by the pleasure she got.

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Hello horny readers! I bring you a smut of someone I feel has not enough of it! As you can tell, I've set up a good premise for any continuation I've deigned to write about our favorite Nite Owl.

Anywho, I hope you enjoyed this piece!