Chapter 3: Unlikely Rescue
The clone wars were reaching their twilight, Mandalor was besieged by republic forces and would soon fall. General Grievous has retreated from Coruscant after failing to capture the councilier. A mistake that cost Count Douku his life and the Sepertist Alliance its resolve. Though in this critical moment one of the Republic's most trusted spies presented a sepertist plot unfolding on Zygerria. The spy, Agent Thani recommended a small team be sent, and at least one Jedi come to the planet in case her suspicions about Sith activity are correct.
At the spy's recommendation the council would've sent a Jedi knight to investigate, but Master Shaak-Ti requested that she go. She felt a strange magnetism pulling her to the planet and wanted to investigate the matter herself. Though her motives weren't completely selfless, she had a deep desire to make up for her loss against General Grievous. And the council allowed her to go in spite of their mild protests about her not being fully recovered from her last battle.
However, before she could requisition a ship, Jedi Knight Anakin Skywalker requested she meet a friend of his when she gets to planet side. Master Shaak-Ti agreed, since she had never set foot on Zyggeria, and after a rather long trip in hyperspace she arrived on the planet. Zyggeria's capital city was still a hive for slavers and scum of the universe, but Shaak-Ti could do little about it. She wasn't here to change the entire society, but she did observe a few noticeable changes. A noticeable increase in guard population and a crackdown on illegal dealings all over the city. Apparently due to a new program to allow exceptional slaves to earn their freedom by military service, and they were using their new found positions to punish their petty exploiters.
The new guards had little interest in harassing an offworlder and Shaak-Ti easily met up with her contact at a local hole in the wall. None other than Ahsoka Tano joined Shaak-Ti at her booth. She'd agreed to help her after receiving the request from her former master. Shaak-Ti wasn't sure about trusting Ahsoka at first; she did abandon the order, but that quickly changed. Ahsoka was quite knowledgeable about the region, listing relevant thief ways and slaver routes between the city sections. By night fall the pair were cloaked and Ahsoka had a quick route to the royal slave pits all planned out.
The pair would start by making their way over the city streets, using the rooftops to quickly move past guard checkpoints. It was easy enough to jump between the tightly packed housing and the cover of night kept the pair hidden from the numerous guards at each checkpoint. Shaak-Ti again took note of the high number of muscled female guards of various races. She wondered what they might have to say, but didn't let her curiosity distract her and followed quietly behind Ahsoka.
According to Ahsoka there was a sewer entrance that took them right inside the palace slave pits and was easy to access. Once the pair got into the nobles district they ducked into one of the many waterways and entered through one of the many bared off sewer entrances. All it took was Shaak-Ti cutting through the bars with her lightsaber and the pair were in the dank sewer.
The festering sludge of the palaces' underbelly was a special kind of putrid. The water tainted by the refuse and shit coming out from the palace. The pair carefully stepped along the walkway, neither one wanting to misstep and take a shitty swim. But luckily for the pair the entryway to the vacant part of the slave pens was close by. They only had to deal with their rancid smell for a couple of moments.
Ahsoka stopped at one of the grates. And with a few strokes of her lightsaber, cut enough bars for her to fit. "I'll go first," she whispered before force-jumping into the room above.
"All clear," Ahsoka whispered and quickly Shaak-Ti jumped up into an empty sandstone hallway lined with empty cells.
"We'll have a bit of time, the guards only patrol these cells twice a night at best. But once we get to the main slave pens we will only have maybe five minutes between rotations." continued Ahsoka.
"My informant told us there weren't too many rotations," Shaak-Ti asked.
"Things changed fast these past few weeks. The queen has doubled the intake of slaves and Zyggeria's military has swelled. Plus they've apparently stopped resource shipments to the Trade Federation," Ahsoka responded as the pair moved through the empty cell block.
"I suppose our spy omitted a few details," Shaak-Ti responded. She hadn't heard of any of what Ahsoka was saying. To her Zyggeria was just some fringe world, dying due to their ancient way of thinking, but that clearly wasn't the case anymore.
"Where is your spy? When Anikin asked me to help you I assumed I'd be escorting two. I'm surprised they sent you here alone," asked Ahsoka. She looked back to Shaak-Ti and cocked her brow.
"We were supposed to make contact after meeting her informant, Mike," she responded.
"That all," Ahsoka paused mid step and looked back at Shaak-Ti. She could see the concern on Ahsoka's face.
"No, but I'd rather not share my personal troubles," Shaak-Ti answered, avoiding Ashka's gaze.
"I won't tell you what you should or shouldn't do, but don't let whatever is troubling you cloud your judgement." Ahsoka sighed, remembering her old master before she continued, "We'll be going through this vent for about ten minutes so get ready for a tight squeeze."
Shaak-Ti nodded and followed behind Ahsoka as she unscrewed and entered the vent. It was an unusually tight squeeze, but Shaak-Ti was slender and so was Ahsoka. Though the crawling was the least uncomfortable part of the journey. As they crawled the pair could hear the cracking of whips and the muffled screams of slaves being punished. It was almost constant during their brief crawl through the vent.
"We're here," whispered Ahsoka before she slowly cut a hole in the vent, continuing, "It's a janitor's closet so there isn't much room."
Ahsoka jumped down and Shaak-Ti quickly followed. She was greeted by a dingy Janitor's closet. The shelves lined with various cleaning fluids while a wide open locker in the corner had a large hazmat suit haphazardly tossed inside it. Ahsoka was already checking the hallway and gestured for Shaak-Ti to follow her.
It was worse than Shaak-Ti imagined. She assumed the royal slave pits might be a little cleaner but it was quite the opposite. Every five feet there were cells large enough to hold at least eight or ten slaves chained side by side. Where the dirty sandstone brickwork wasn't dusty it was damp, or covered in a mix of various fluids. Though at least the lighting was little more than dim lamps every ten or twenty feet. There were enough shadows to keep the pair hidden, but the lack of any footsteps or guards ment they might not be needed.
"Looks like most of the cells are empty tonight," muttered Ahsoka as she started to move.
"Is that normal," Shaak-Ti asked.
"No, these cells should be packed but lucky for us. It means there is probably an auction going on. Nobles will be bidding slaves for the next couple hours and that's if they don't decided to play games with them," she said, a snear on her face. Ahsoka made an attempt to hide her full contempt and keep focus.
"Disgusting," muttered Shaak-Ti. She completely agreeded with Ashoka, the practice of slavery on these outer realm planets was in-excusable. She'd destroy the entire institution now if she could, cutting chains and masters alike… but this was not the Jedi way, and she had a mission. Hopefully once the Trade Federation was a relic of the past the Jedi would change things for the better.
Though one scene gave her pause…
Out of the corner of her eye Shaak-ti saw a teenage slave girls in one of the dark cells. She was a togruta female, light orange skin with hints of white around her eyes and crotch. Her plump stomach was soft, hips wide and her massive breasts were both pieced by golden rings. She laid on her back in the dingy cell, but she didn't look miserable; far from it.
The slave had a large silly smile on her face, her thick red lips curved into feral toothy grin. Her deep black eyes fluttered as she fingered her deep red pussy lips. She didn't seem to care that Shaak-Ti saw her, she just gave her a bigger smile and fingered herself harder, whispering something under her breath. Shaak-Ti could see something thick and white leak out of her holes…
Poor girl but there is little I can do for you… Shaak-Ti thought. Though she never saw such a blissful expression on any woman's face, let alone a slave that'd probably just been raped. It made Shaak-Ti shudder when she thought about it, but she suppressed her emotions and arrant thoughts. She had to focus on her mission, failure was not an option.
"It's just down the hall," said Ahsoka. The pair were about to round the corner but Shaak-Ti pulled Ashoka back, ducking into a space between two pillars.
"What are you…"
"Hush, someone is coming," muttered Shaaki-Ti, slinking into the shadows. The pair both waited for a very tense moment. Ahsoka was sure she didn't hear anything and was almost ready to accuse Shaak-Ti of being paranoid, but then she heard it. The subtle sound of a wet foot against the sandstone and rubber rubbing against itself? It slowly got louder as the origin stepped closer and Ashoka stiffened, waiting…
Then from around the corner stepped a very strange Zygerrian soldier. She was clad in the same black headwear as the other guards; a slightly elongated helmet that curved up and to the sides to make room for the ears. However every inch of the woman's body save her face was clad in a deep black latex material that clung tightly to all her curves, crevices and muscles. The only bit of colour was a white heart with a "Q" in the centre right in the middle of her chest; a symbol Ahsoka didn't recognize.
The pair were ready to jump her at a moment's notice as she slowly walked past them. Her slender feet barely made a sound as they stepped on the dank sandstone floor. She spared a look at the dark corner the pair were hiding in but she quickly looked away and kept walking down the hall. Ahsoka and Shaak-Ti didn't make a sound and kept crouching until the guard was no longer visible. They both made an audible, yet soft sigh of relief.
"Good catch," said Ahsoka.
"Thank you young one, but are the guards normally so…"
"They're not, normally they are drunk or clumsy on a night like tonight. Clattering with each step, but she was like nothing I ever heard or seen…" continued Ahsoka as she scratched her chin. "It could've been one of the royal guards. I haven't seen many of them yet, but I didn't think they'd look like… that."
"In any case we should be close, right?" asked Shaak-Ti
"Yes, just around the corner," muttered Ahsoka and the pair were off rounding the corner. Ahsoka stopped to cut the wires on the dim lamps giving the pair even more cover before they looked into the cell. Shaak-Ti was greeted by a young black haired human boy that probably hadn't even entered his teenage years. His small body was covered in tattered brown rags, but he appeared slightly better fed than the slaves Ahsoka had seen.
"Are you two Thani's friends?" asked the boy, poking his head up when he saw the pair. His big pale blue eyes were slightly watery and he almost seemed to have a twinge of desperation in his voice.
"Yes young one, and you must be Mike. Please give us a moment," responded Shaak-Ti before she looked to her side, continuing, "Ahsoka how is the lock coming along?"
"It's an older model, but I should be able to pop it open… now!" she gave a soft cheer as the cell locked clicked open and Shaak-Ti immediately rushed through the door. She knelt down at the boy's side and asked, "Do you have Thani's information?"
"Yes, and she told me to answer any questions you might have about the queen's new heir," muttered the boy.
"Thank you, but that can wait until we get you out of here," continued Shaak-Ti looking behind her, "Do you think we have a long Ahsoka?"
"Long enough," Ahsoka knelt beside the boy and looked over his body. It was filthy but he didn't appear injured, "Can you crawl?"
"Yes, but Thani told me she'd break me out after she's done with her undercover operations," muttered the boy, "Plus won't your superiors…"
"I'll handle Thani and my superiors young one, but I wouldn't be able to forgive myself if I don't free at least one slave before I leave," responded Shaak-Ti. She extended a hand to the boy, and continued, "You can always tell me what you know after you've gotten something warm in you."
The boy looked surprised for a moment but quickly his eyes went wide and he ducked into the corner. Shaak-Ti cocked her brow, confused, but quickly she got an answer…
"How sweet but it will be hard for you both to leave here unconscious," Ahsoka and Shaak-Ti turned around just in time to see Ventress standing in the cell door. Her lightsaber had cut loose a few of the cell bars and with a quick hand motion she sent them flying forward.
"You bi… uuugghhh," groaned Ahsoka as before she could react. One of the bars hit her square in the forehead, sending her sprawling backwards. Her lightsaber clattered against the ground as she fell onto her back.
"Ahsoka!" shouted Shaak-Ti. She was surprised Ventress got the drop on them, but she was a trained assassin. Shaak-Ti focused on her and charged, drawing her lightsaber from her sleeve and bringing it down on Ventress' head with a heavy strike, but the sith was fast. Ventress managed to block with one sabre, but as she reached for the second Shaak-Ti exploited the second of split focus and forced pushed the sabre from her belt.
"Ignorant Jedi, you've already, uggghh!" Ventress spat through gritted teeth as she felt Shaak-Ti connect a vicious kick to her lower thigh.
"I'm not a simple Knight sithling," Shaak-ti pressed down on her sabre focing Ventress to a knee as she struggled to handle the force of her sabre. She thought the mighty Jedi hunter Asajj Ventress would be stronger, but her strength was clearly failing her.
Shaak-Ti kept intense focus on Ventress, reading her muscle movements and watching to see if she'd pull any tricks. Though Ventress looked too strained to be doing anything but defend herself. She looked close to caving in, her guard was slowly dropping and her swings were softening quickly, but that's not all Shaak-Ti noticed.
Beneath Ventress's quickly lossening waist wrap, Shaak-Ti saw a tattoo similar to the one the latex clad guard had. The same red heart with a "Q" in the centre. "Are you the Queen's lapdog now Ventress?" spat Shaak-Ti, forcing the sith onto her back. Shaak-Ti's lightsaber disarmed Ventress and was only an inch from Ventress's throat; yet the sith laughed.
"Oh, I'm not the Queen's lapdog… at least not anymore," moaned Ventress as she slowly undid her stomach wrap. "This is a symbol of my submission to my master."
Shaak-Ti shivered as she saw Ventress's full womb tattoo, and a long, snaking queen of heart's grapevine going up her right thigh. The words "Brood Mother" inked right above her tattoo made Shaak-Ti pause. She'd never seen something so sexual and despite her position Ventress had a lustful smile on her face.
"What's wrong Jedi, not used to seeing a whore's body?" asked Ventress as Shaak-Ti
Shivered her focus shaken by her words and Ventress wasn't done.
"My master spent all night using me like a cum-sock, so forgive my lack of strength, but he made me a sloppy mess," moaned Ventress lifting up her skirt to reveal her bald dripping cunt; which was filled to the brim with cum. Shaak-ti's eyes locked on to it, her focus shattered by Ventress' slutty display. She didn't have any experience with such sights, a lifetime being a part of the Jedi temple saw to that.
Shaak-Ti lowered her guard, her sexual confusion turning ot anger as she spat, "Wu-what are you playing at sith! Are you mocking me?!"
"Hmmmm, not really… just seeing what I can get away with while my master knocks you out," moaned Ventress through moist lips.
Shaak-Ti's eyes went wide but it was too late. She only just felt another force user behind her and before she could turn she felt something hard hit the back of her head. Her entire body went limp as she hit the ground and blacked out instantly. Her final thoughts were consumed by the fact she failed in her mission again…
Hours later…
Shaak-Ti slowly awoke to find herself bound in magnetic cuffs. The large black metal balls were locked around her hands and feet. They kept her magnetically suspended in an upright position in the air; arms and legs forcefully spread into a x-position. Her entire body felt tense, and her vision blurred for a moment as her eyes adjusted to the dim light, but she was obviously inside a dank holding cell. The walls of the wide sandstone room sloped upward to a point, and the single metal entry door was sealed shut. Below them was a large grate that echoed the sound of flowing water. A single light band that ran along the circumference of the room, gave her enough light to see Ahsoka bound beside her.
"Uhhhggg… A-Ahsoka are you there, I… Ahh!" Shaaki-Ti gasped as she noticed her naked body. Every last inch of skin (but her hands and feet) was exposed. Her perky red breasts jiggled slightly as she struggled. Her soft white nipples hardened as her body was hit by the cells' cool air. And she tried folding her legs over each other but it was no use, the magnetic force wouldn't let her move a inch and her white pussy lips would be on display for whoever opened that door.
"Yu-yeah, I'm here," groaned Ahsoka, shaking herself awake before continuing, "How long was I out?"
"I'm not sure, I just awoke myself, but at least nothing feels broken. How about you?" asked Shaak-ti, turning her head to face Ahsoka. Her tight teenage body was on display much like Shaak-Ti's. Her perky C-cup; tipped by dark red nipples, sculpted bubble butt and athletic hairless body was completely exposed. Even if the thought was horrible, Shaak-Ti almost felt a twinge of relief that she wasn't going through this shame alone. Though they wouldn't be alone for long.
"A good you both are still awake. Have you been enjoying your stay in my palace."
Both Jedi turned to the door as it slid open and Ahsoka could barely make out the frame of a woman, but she knew the voice.
"Miraj, you disgusting harlot I thought Dooku would've had you kill…" Ahsoka paused mid sentence, speechless as she saw the current state of the queen. Ahsoka remembered Miraj Scintel as a stuck up skinny sadistic bitch who delighted in expanding her wanna-be empire as much as she could, but Miraj looked a lot different than Ahsoka remembered.
Miraj was completely naked, her plump shapely calves and thighs; propped up massive curvy hips and a huge bloated stomach. Miraj looked like she was at least nine months pregnant, and her massive tits like two melons sagged slightly on her massive stomach. Her lips were full and moist, with a fresh coat of ruby-red lipstick and her eyes accented by a red mascara looked at the pair of bound Jedi like a predator staring down its prey. Her golden high heels clacked against the stone floor as she entered the room. Her thick golden nipples rings shook, along with the golden chains and ear pieces that adorned her head and ears.
Though the pair of Jedi's eyes weren't easily distracted by the sight of the Queen's hyper sexual body. Yet, her tattoos gave them pause. The massive golden heart on her distended belly matched Ventress and the guards; though, the Queen's tattoo was much more fancifully decorated and was a sparkling gold colour.
She smiled at the pair and asked, "I hope my attire isn't too distracting? I was attending to a royal issue when you both were caught, but now I'd like you to tell me what you both were doing sneaking around my palace?"
"Fuck off," spat Ahsoka through puckered lips, "I don't know what perverted twisted shit your planning with Ventress but…"
"Guard my whip," ordered Miraj, snapping her fingers and without a moment's hesitation one of the latex clad guards entered the room and handed Miraj a silvery cat o' nine-tails. She cracked its many silver tendrils against the floor stirring up the dust before she continued, "Do you like my new toy? It's a wonderful device that Ventress trained me to use. Normally it can cut through flesh like butter but on its lowest setting…"
Miraj with a quick flick of her wrist lashed out at Ahsoka, and the tails of the cat o' nine glowed bright red as they made contact with her skin. "Hyyyaaaahhhhgggguuu," Ahsoka screamed as the tendrils hit her mid-section cutting into her flesh and sending an intense searing pain through her body. It was like she got hit in the stomach with a blaster bolt, but the wounds looked shallow; however the pain was excruciating.
"Now are you two going to answer my questions or are you going to keep being coy? Because I could use some whipping practice," Miraj asked before looking back to the hall, "Bring me some wine pets." And like clockwork two latex clad pets entered the cell, carrying a small table with two glasses and a pitcher of wine. Their dexterity and speed might've impressed Ahsoka or Shaak-Ti if they weren't both seething at Miraj.
"Good girls, my son has done wonders training you, " responded Miraj as she shooed them out of the room, and they obeyed. Not dallying in the Queen's presence more than they needed to.
"Do your worst Miraj," spat Shaaki-Ti, "I'm not afraid of some sexual deviant coated in whor… Ahhhggg!" She screamed as Miraj shipped her across the stomach, causing her body to shake and tremble in his confines.
"Now dear don't tempt me. I'm in an unusually good mood today," Miraj said as she walked over to the wine table and poured herself a drink.
"Suh-shouldn't you… pu-put down the drink when yu-your pregnaaaantttssshaaaahh!"
Ahsoka's sentence was cut off midway by Miraj whipping her across her thigh. It was a glazing blow but the shock was enough to make Ahsoka piss herself. Raining down her inner thigh and onto the grate below her. Ahsoka couldn't stop trembling, but it would take more than a little pain to break her.
"You will speak when spoken to, pet," spat Miraj but she did put down her wine glass and rubbed her fat distended belly. She seemed almost delighted for a second, sighing before she continued, "But you are right, pregnant women shouldn't be drinking…"
Miraj quickly picked up the wine glass and downed the entire cup in one gulp, continuing, "However, I'm not pregnant!" Miraj almosted seemed to be seething with anger as she spoke the words, and she slammed her wine glass back on the tray.
"Then what…" but before Shaak-Ti could continue Miraj interjected, "It's all cum from my beautiful little boy! He spent all night filling his mommy to the brim with his thick seed and I wanted to keep it all inside me!"
Miraj bent over and spread her ass cheeks for the pair, "Consider yourselves lucky you get to see a queen's holes."
The two Jedi wanted to look away but something about the whole situation left them mesmerised. They just stared at Miraj's drooling cunt that clearly had some disgustingly thick sperm staining its lips and her plugged asshole. The massive amount of cum she had inside her was held at bay by a golden butt plug studded with a large sea-blue sapphire.
"I see you're both shocked by my boy's virility, you wouldn't be the first women." Proudly stated Miraj as she stood back up. She had a big grin on her face as she poured herself another glass of wine, "My wonderful boy has been training all sorts of women, even going off without his mommy and breaking them in without my help. It really has been a blissful few months… though, hopefully I'll be fixing the pregnancy problem soon."
"Uhhhgg, I… I'm surprised Miraj didn't think you were mommy material… glad to know I was right," chuckled Ahsoka.
"Insolent little brat," spat Miraj cracking her whip against the floor, "Maybe I shouldn't be in such a good mood. You disobedient bitches clearly need to be taught your place!"
The two Jedi braced themselves. Their trembling bodies would soon taste the worst of what the queen had to offer. Though there was still hope, if they could outlast Miraj's sadism the republic spy could inform the council of their whereabouts and…
"Mother, are you abusing the new pets without me?"
The trio heard a familiar voice from the doorway and shortly after a boy entered the room riding on a chiss slaves back. The chiss had a tight posture collar around her neck and was dressed in tight fishnet arm sleeves and leggings. Shaak-Ti had to squint but she was growing more sure that this chiss slave was the Republic spy, Thani. While the boy… she hated to admit it but he was definately the small slave boy she had tried to free.
However, it took Shaak-Ti a second to confirm that Thani's was the same chiss. Her body had changed greatly since Shaak-Ti had gotten her message. Thani's breasts were large and dragged along the floor as she crawled on all fours. Her lips fuller, slick with drool and curved into a big silly smile as she panted like bitch in heat. Even her former skinny body had thickened in all the curviest places.
"Sorry baby, but I couldn't resist warming up the Jedi for you," mewled Miraj, falling to her knees right beside her son.
"It's okay mommy, I was just rewarding my new pet!" Mike slapped Thani's ass causing her to moan and drool. Mike petted her head before stepping off right in front of his mother and that's when Shaak-Ti saw it, his cock. Over a foot and a half of veiny throbbing human meat that Mike immediately slapped between his mother's tits. It was nothing like the medical diagrams Shaak-Ti looked at in her private hours. It was more like the cock of a beast…
"I don't understand, weren't you a slave and why are you doing this? I tried to save you," cried Shaaki-Ti. her voice was weak. Her body was still racked with pain, but her mind was cluttered with doubts and confusion.
"Oh, I see mother hasn't brought you up to speed, but don't worry…" Mike paused and pulled Thanni off the floor by her long blue hair. Her tits and bounced, bright blue nipples clearly hard. On her stomach was a bright red queen of hearts tattoo and her pouty lips drooled as her tongue fell out of her mouth.
"My new pet will explain what is going on, right pet!" ordered Mike.
"Yu-yes master, your dumb piggy slave obeys," moaned Thani as she focused on the horrified pair of Jedi. "Thani called you here on master's orders because he wanted a new pair of dumb piggies to abuse, nnnygghh," Thani squirted over the stone floor as she muttered, "Juh-just like meeee! I sold out the Republic to be a bleached chriss pig bitch and I'll do it again and again, as much as master commands meeeeeehhh!"
"Did that clear things up?" asked Mike as he dropped Thani. He smirked at the two baffled Jedi before turning back to his mother. She was eagerly giving his massive cock a tit-job. Squeezing his massive white meat between her breasts as she kissed his cock head. Smearing golden lipstick over his tip as she moaned, "Mmmmph, I love you master! Breaking that dumb chiss bitch with you proved that no other man alive is more fit or deserving to be my heir!"
"Hehe, thanks mommy, but I think my new piggy deserves a reward…" he said.
At Mikes words Thani moved her body off the floor. Her cunt dripping honey as she squatted, and held her paws up like a begging bitch. Her long pink tongue falling out of her mouth as she looked at Mike with big needy red eyes.
"Bend over mommy,"ordered Mike.
"Mmmm, yes master," she moaned before obediently doing so. Her face pressed into the ground along with her massive tits and cum-bloated belly. Mike reached forward and grabbed the sapphire studded golden plug and pulled. Miraj's asshole strained like it didn't want to let go, but her thick anal donut gave way and the double fist sized plug popped out. Then almost immediately a stream of yellowish thick human seed started to spill out, and leak down Miraj's puffy pussy lips.
Mike pointed at his mother's exposed gaping asshole, "Go on piggy, eat your fill!"
"Yes master, thank you master! Your dumb piggy slave exists to serve your royal highness," moaned Thani and without a seconds hesitation pressed her lips against Miraj's gapping creamfilled asshole. Her hands sank into her thick ass flesh and she greedily slurped and sucked last night's loads from the queen's gaping asshole.
"Good piggy," complemented Mike before turning to the two horrified and confused Jedi. They weren't sure what they witnessed and would've never dreamed the Zygerriian queen could be ordered around like a… slave. Their bodies still trembled from the pain, the shock of being hit by the queen's whip, but they both feared what this force sensitive boy would do to them.
"As for you two," said Mike, stepping forward. Both girls felt slightly ashamed of themselves, but they couldn't look away from this boy's massive half hard meat. The way his thick human dick pulsed and leaked pre-cum had Ahsoka wondering why she never tried human meat, but for Shaak-Ti it was a whole different feeling.
The powerful mind melting feeling of cock lust was something Shaak-Ti had never experienced. She wasn't even allowed to have a crush growing up in the Jedi temple, and she never even felt attraction to a male, her feelings for the other sex normally manifesting as curiosity; until now. This little human boy's massive cock was the only thing on her thoughts for a couple seconds but it was enough time for Mike to notice.
"Like what you see, Jedi?" He asked as he grabbed the base of his meat, "I have to admit I do too."
The pair sneered at Mike not wanting to give him the satisfaction, but the boy just chuckled, and waved his hand. Then the balls attached to the women's hands magnetised to the grates below them, forcing the pair to their hands and feet. They both shivered from the impact, but quickly looked back to Mike with a sneer on their faces.
"Now don't look at me like that, I'm not here to torture you like mother…"
"Then what do you want?" spat Ahsoka.
"Hmmm, I want a lot of things but for now…" Mike slapped his cock right down the middle of Ahsoka's face, continuing, "I want a warm throat for my cock."
"Sniff, sniff, snoooooortt, Uhhhhgg it smells… smells like ass! There is no way, I'll…" sputtered Ahsoka as her lungs were filled with Mike's scent. But before she could continue Mike interjected.
"I won't force you, but if you do I'll ask mommy to leave the Sepertist Alliance and join your Republic," he said proudly.
"Really? I find that hard to believe," moaned Shaak-Ti her dark pupils drifting to Mike's cock as she, sputtered, "Yu-your slaves freeded and your planet subject to…"
"Hey mom, if I asked you to join the Republic would you?" asked Mike, his tone completely normal like he was asking something reasonable. He looked over his shoulder with a small grin on his face while he waited for his mother's response.
Miraj looked up with a big smile on her face, muttering, "Of course baby, Zyggeria obeys its crown price and so does its, nnyyyhhh Queeeen!" Miraj drooled and let her head slump back against the floor as Thani kept excitedly eating out her shit-hole. Filling the room with loud wet sucking and slurping noises.
"Nyyghh, plus Duku is a faggot," moaned Miraj as her body shuddered.
"There Jedi, you get Zyggeria in the republic and I get to use your holes. A pretty fair trade considering the planetary slave count is over fifty million. And they're not going free any time soon," He said, rubbing his cock against Ahsoka's face, "Do we have a deal?"
"I don't, it's not… sniifff, sniff, snooooorrtt, please I…" muttered Ahsoka. Her nostrils were pressed up by his heavy shaft, making sure every breath she took was filled with his musk. It was addicting and Ahsoka wished she'd just pass out instead of suffering the building heat. She could barely think, her mind was being boiled by this boy's filthy musk, and she was beginning to feel tempted…
"Fine!" Mike looked over to Shaak-Ti as she spoke, "We'll let you have sex with us just use me first and spare Ahsoka."
"Nope, I'm going to use her holes first," spat Mike as he stared down Shaak-Ti.
"Why I'm older and much more experienced…"
"That doesn't matter to me, I want to break in this Jedi's holes and I can tell she's just dying to be used," chuckled Mike, pressing his cock head against Ahsoka's lips. "Besides I can tell you've never had a real man's cock inside you, togruta."
Shaak-Ti blushed and turned away, unable to hide her shame at the boy's comment. He could see right through her like she was glass, and she could feel confidence emanate from him like a wave. The boy was certainly something special and Shaak-Ti wondered what he might've became if he was brought to the temple instead of being a slave. She imagined he'd be shy at first, but Shaak-Ti would help him along. Mike would be her adorable little padawan to nurture and shape…
"Nyggghuuuu," groaned Ahsoka as Mike's cock sunk into her throat. Her muffled groans snapping Shaak-Ti out of her daydream and forcing her to accept what was in front of her. Shaak-Ti's eyes whipped back to Mike as he pumped Ahsoka's throat. He grabbed Ahsoka's lekku (head-tails) and pulled on them hard, shoving over a foot of dick down Ahsoka's throat. Creating a massive cock bulge as his cock stretched Ahsoka's throat beyond her physical limits.
Ahsoka's eyes fluttered and her body trembled as Mike pumping intensified. His heavy nuts slapping against her chin with every pump. Her muffled gurgles of pleasure filled the cell and echoed in Shaak-Ti's ears. She could practically feel Ahsoka's teenage throat tighten around Mike's cock. Her mind went hazy as his meat choked her, filling her lungs with pungent musk and reducing her oesophagus to a sex sleeve.
Yet, Ahsoka loved it…
"This cannot be…" Shaak-Ti muttered as she felt Ahsoka's pleasure. She looked over her shoulder at Ahsoka's tight bubble butt and saw a stream of cut honey raining down into a grate below. Shaak-Ti could see Ahsoka cum like a cheap cock addicted hooker, her body trembling from the shocks of pleasure running up her spine. The raw desire to milk Mike's cum alone was bare to Shaak-Ti's Jedi senses and she didn't know what to say or feel…
"I can feel your confusion, Shaak-Ti and it's understandable," moaned Mike as he grabbed Ahsoka's head by the montrals and shoved his entire cock down her throat. Ahsoka's thick red lips pressed against the base of Mike's dick. Shaak-Ti could see his cock bulge pulsate as he continued, "She's a little spit fire but she's never tasted the pleasure of a man…. And now she'll go crazy for it, nyyyph!"
Mike pouted her lip and his brow scrunched slightly as he dumped his nasty human cum into Ahsoka's stomach. A direct deposit of ultra-thick human boy seed which bloated her midsection as her body went limp. Ahsoka's body might've been broken but her cunt gushed with excitement as she came her brains out, being used as a cheap cumdumpter.
Mike kept a tight grip on her montrals as he pulled his cock out of her throat. Every last inch was covered in chunky cum and spit. Shaak-Ti could hardly believe a bantha could cum so much, let alone a human boy, but it was undeniable. As his cock head popped out of Ahsoka's mouth, and a torrent of backed up ball cream came with it. Ahsoka hurled it up as her head fell on the floor. Her face fell towards Shaak-Ti and despite her exhaustion her cum coated lips were curved into a smile.
"Now it's your turn Shaak-Ti and I've got a special service in mind for you. Consider it a reward for impressing me," grunted Mike as he lightly pumped his slick cock.
"Whu-what do you mean impressed you… and reward for doing what? Just use me like a common whore, and keep your end of the bargain," muttered Shaak-Ti. Her emotions were a confusing roil of desires, shames and pride; both in herself and her order. She shouldn't feel like this, but she desired this boy, Mike and needed him to use her. To satisfy these new urges she felt, but was that the Jedi way?
"Honestly, I expected soooo much worse from a Jedi. My teacher Ventress told me all about your order. Jedi are cold, emotionless militarymen that steal babies and don't even have sex," spat Mike, almost seething his words and Shaak-Ti turned away, ashamed. This was the first time she heard a "pauper's" opinion of the Jedi order and she found herself having trouble disagreeing with Mike's assessment. She was taken by the Jedi as a girl and while she loved learning about the force, her life was empty in many other places…
"I'm not finished, Shaak-Ti," sneered Mike as he grabbed her right montral, and forced her to look up at him as he looked into her deep black eyes, continuing, "My teacher was only half right about you both."
"I don't…" she muttered, confused.
"I expected you both to shake me down for the info and leave my to my fate in the slave pits, but instead you comforted me." Mike waved his hands and the bonds around Shaak-Ti's hands and feet unlocked as he continued, "That's a rare reaction and you deserve to be rewarded for it. Now lay on your back and let me take care of the rest."
Shaak-Ti felt the locks around her wrists and ankles snap open. She quickly felt her body, nothing was broken and the sting of Miraj's whip was fading. She looked past Mike's naked body and wondered, could I escape? Mike was only a child and Shaak-Ti only sensed one guard… but she didn't want to escape anymore and it wasn't just the prospect of freeing this planets slaves. She wanted this boy to breed her. The building needed to feel his thick pulsating white cock inside her grew and grew by the second… until Shaak-Ti obeyed.
"Yes Mike," she moaned, breath heavy as she laid her back on the cool floor. She looked up at Mike, keeping her slender red legs closed, but Mike wasn't having it. He walked up and grabbed her knees and spread her open with little resistance. He's so strong, thought Shaak-Ti, trembling in the boy's grasp.
"You're already soaking," chuckled Mike as he grabbed Shaak-Ti's pussy, shoving two fingers inside. "I was going to prep you but your cunt's already begging for my cock."
"I… I can't hold… nyggghhh!" she moaned, through grit teeth and squirted all over the floor soaking Mike's fingers. Her breath getting heavy as her cunt throbbed harder, she'd never cum so hard before and Mike wasn't done.
"What a quick squirter, imagine if the other Jedi could see you now, cuming your brains out from a boy's touch," teased Mike.
"Nuuuu-ah, I… I'm noottss, mmmm," Shaak-Ti's eyes fluttered as she spat her words.
"Hehe, new deal slut," Mike offered as he slapped his cock against Shaak-Ti's bare pale white pussy lips. Her body shivered with pleasure as Mike continued, "I want you to beg for my dick."
"Wuh-what," muttered Shaak-Ti.
"If you don't start squealing for it, I'll just keep grinding against your cunt," Mike said with a smug smile on his face. "Then after a short grind I'll send you on your way…"
"No puh-please," screamed Shaak-Ti. She reached down and grabbed Mike's cock, her hands could barely hold his massive girth. "I want this thick white dick more than anything in my life. More than I wanted to succeed on this mission, more than I wanted to be a Jedi master and more than I want to free the slaves. I want this godly white cock inside me pleeeeease!"
"Good girl," he laughed as he pressed his cock head against Shaak-Ti's cunt. Unlike with Ahsoka, Mike was slowly inserting his shaft, letting Shaak-Ti's cunt adjust to his size.
"Mmmmm, it's better than I hu-hoped," she moaned, biting her thick white lower lip as her nostrils flared.
"Just take a moment to get used to my girth. You'll stretch to take all of my cock soon," moaned Mike as he reached down and kneaded Shaak-Ti's tit. The palms of his hands pressed against her puffy white nipples, and his fingers sank into her soft red flesh. Shaak-Ti squirmed and groaned as Mike toyed with her sensitive tits, gently pressing against them as his rock hard cock sank inside her.
"Good girl, how does it feel to finally have a real cock inside you. It's nothing like you imagined right," asked Mike.
"Nu-no, you're beyond cu-cum…mmmphh fuck," mewled Shaak-Ti as she squirted over his meat, her cunt's constant throbbing melting her brain. She couldn't even form basic sentences, this boy's cock had reduced her to a dumb drooling whore. She now fully understood why Ahsoka became a feral cum-drunk whore. No woman alive could resist such a massive white cock.
"Haha, you're not the first high class hoe to go cum crazy with me, but you are the first to squirt so quickly," Mike teased her as the last few inches of his fat white meat pole sank into Shaak-Ti's tight white hole.
"But to be fair, you're much tighter," he continued, taking his hand off of Shaak-Ti's breast and placing it on her belly. She could see his hand rub against her sweaty abs, and press against his fat throbbing cock bulge. "Most girls become loose and/or borderline retarded at this point, but I still see some fire in you. Tell me what you want, Jedi?"
"Puh-please fuck me, make me feel like a woman… no, I want to feel like a cock crazed slut," moaned Shaak-Ti before she reached up and caressed Mike's cheek. In over thirty years I cannot remember needing a man as much as you. My Jedi vows all seem so worthless compared to being your cock slut."
"Hmph, I'm starting to like Jedi," grunted Mike as he clapped Shaak-Ti's hip and started pounding her pussy. His thick white dick scraped out every last inch of her white fold before hitting the back of her womb. She'd never dreamed a cock could reach so deep inside her or feel so good, but Mike did. His human cock melted Shaak-Ti's brain along with any shreds of resistance she might've had.
The sound of his heavy nuts pumping him and his little hips slapping against hers was incredible. Shaak-Ti's brain was quickly boiled by another hard orgasm, her cunt throbbing as her sweaty body trembled in Mike's grasp. Her eyes rolled up into the back of her head as she drooled on her fat jiggling tits.
"Not bad slut, I can feel you clamping down on me. Don't want to let me go, do you?" groaned Mike.
"Nuuuuhhh!" mewled Shaak-Ti and she wrapped her legs around Mike's hips. Preventing him from pulling his cock out from her pussy. His thick throbbing tip pressed against the back of her cunt, assaulting all her g-spots at once. She couldn't tell when the previous orgasm ended and the new one began, but what she did do was embrace Mike with every fibre of her begging. Her arms wrapped around him and she pulled him between her tits.
"Such a greedy whore! How did such a nympho become a… mmph, Jedi master!" Groaned Mike as he started to blast his load directly into Shaak-Ti's defenceless womb. She could feel her belly bloat with litres of thick human ball cream. Her belly expanded to accept as much cum as she physically could before Mike finished dumping inside her. Shaak-Ti took a moment to wallow in the post orgasm bliss, her mind fluttering somewhere between fried and euphoric, but she'd be quickly snapped out of her trance.
"Alright, slut I had my fun and now you can go," groaned Mike as he pulled out of Shaak-Ti's pussy, causing some of his load to spill out on the cell floor.
"I don't understand," muttered Shaak-Ti, her eyes focusing on Mike as he stood up.
"Nothing to understand, I don't need you or Ahsoka's holes anymore, huuggghh," Mike stretched his back before he turned around, "I'll send some of my pets down with your clothes and weapons." Mike waved his hands and Ahsoka was released from her binds, but all she did was groan. Lying limp on the floor.
However, Shaak-Ti was unwilling to let go so easily…
"Please master," mewled Shaak-Ti as she climbed onto her knees and bowed in front of Mike. Her forehead pressed against the ground as she begged, "Don't discard me, I can be more than a set of holes for you, I swear!"
Mike turned back and looked down at Shaak-Ti's pathetic form, her body trembling. "Oh yeah, and what could you be?" asked Mike as she stepped on the back of her head. His little foot was so rough and it caused her cream filled cunt to throb even harder. He had completely dominated her mind, body and soul and she had to make sure he understood that.
"I… nygghh, I can't live without you anymore! It's not just your godly white cock, it's the cock of my dreams and all I ever needed to be happy, but more than that. Your force, the way you caress and dominate me… please master be my padawan! I'll show you all the Jedi order has to offer a wonderful man as yourself."
"Haha, retarded Jedi, my son already has a teacher," interjected Miraj. Thani had finally finished eating out all the cum in her gaping asshole and it showed. Her former tight physique had returned and so had her attitude. "You filthy Jedi are hardly deserving to be used as the palace toilets, let alone be my darling boy's…"
"Alright Miraj, I accept your offer," responded Mike.
"But dear, why would you keep these… theeese despicable Jedi? They'll probably betray you the second they get a chance," protested Miraj.
"They're both Jedi, wouldn't you say they'd make great body guards for your son?" Mike stepped off Shaak-Ti's head and lifted her by the Lekku before continuing, "Plus they might have some useful knowledge and besides, does this look like the face of a schemer?"
Shaak-Ti's face was sloppy, her white lips slick with spit and her long red tongue was hanging out of her mouth as she drooled on the ground. Miraj had seen broken slaves before and their was no doubt in her mind that her son had just turned another dissedent into a loyal servant. She sighed and continued, "You're right my son, but if they show one shred of disobedience I'm installing them in the palace toilets."
"Very well mother, but you won't have to worry," Mike paused and caressed Shaak-Ti's face causing her to moan softly as he continued, "The only thing left to do for these two is increase their stamina and I think I'm going to start their training right now."
Mike let go of Shaak-Ti's head and leather face hit the ground as he stepped around to her ass. Wasting no time before hot dogging his cock between her soft red cheeks. He clapped her hips and ordered, "Start grinding slave," and Shaak-Ti let out a moan of obediance before moving her hips.
"Now are you going to watch or join, mother," asked Mike, already sure of the answer.
"I'm going to join, baby," moaned Miraj as she continued, "You've been such a good slave breaker, mommy really needs to spoil her little king with more gifts…"