Chapter 5: A New Job
Mandalore has fallen and the Jedi order has gone along with it. Duku's death, the war ending and the Jedi's betrayal all hit the galaxy so fast. It allowed the new Empire to easily make any truth they wanted. After all, who would care as long as they had stability and a thriving new economy thanks to trade. Any good economy is built on the backs of slaves.
In a few short months Zygerria went from a backwater world to one of the Empire's most loyal supporters. Providing oodles of slaves for the growing furnace which is the Empire's warmachine. Though not all are so lucky, many have found themselves wandering aimlessly in the Empire's sudden rise to power. People like Bo-Katan and Koska.
The proud Mandalorian warriors found themselves in the gutter, forced to do low level bounty jobs to survive. They couldn't do more than that, any work too high profile might gain the attention of the Empire and they didn't want to find out what they did to Mandalorians. The pair were stuck in a rut, until they got a tempting offer from a certain queen.
Miraj Scintel the queen of Zygerria and owner of the largest slave business on this side of the galaxy was hiring. A job the Mandalorians wished they could reject, but one of her agents had already found them once and they feared repercussions for rejecting a personal offer from such a powerful individual; plus the pay was very generous, so they begrudgingly agreed. Worst case scenario they make a bit of coin before they have to run away from the planet.
The two Mandolorian's took a one way shuttle to the desert planet and found a flourishing capital city. Though they weren't on the streets for long, quickly they were ushered into the palace which was the most extravagant place they'd ever seen. Golden engravings thousands of years old, paintings a mix of priceless antiques mixed with equally pricey originals lined the walls. The paintings had a distinctly erotic themeing some of them looked to be more appropiate as a pinup poster in a Tatooine teenagers room than the royal palace. The finest stones, tiles and long carpets of red and golden fibers adorned the sandstone floors at every square inch. To Bo-Katan and Koska's surprise the queen wasn't a total bitch; she did cling to her son a bit strangely though.
They would later learn that according to some of the palace staff the queen had adopted a young heir and to keep the boy safe, decided to bring on more security staff. First impressions made the kid out to be smug but that was to be expected for the apparent pauper prince. Though that didn't excuse Miraj's behavior during the conversation.
Throughout the entire introduction with the bounty hunters she was practically fawning over the child, even kissing him on the mouth a few times. However, this wasn't the Mandelorian's concern they had much stranger employers and a helicopter parent was on the low end of the list. The pay was too good and neither wanted to risk offending their new employer.
The first few days went normally. They'd spend time guarding the Queen when she was out on business, cracking a few heads as to be expected and that was it. Sometimes they were to stand guard outside the prince's quarters, but they were never to accompany him inside any of the rooms. It made their new job even smoother than they originally thought; they didn't need to watch him all night or accompany him to his lessons. He apparently had "other people" for that and the job consisted of escorting him around the place and routine guard duty, until one morning they were called into the Queen's private quarters.
"Why do you think she called us up so early," asked Koska.
The shorter of the pair was Koska, a black woman with short braided hair that crossed over her forehead. Her pointed face had a small cleft chin, defined cheeks, a light brown blush, small brown eyes edged in a light black eyeliner and her pouty kissable lips had a dull shade of red painted on them; she had decided to look her best, considering she worked in a palace. She had her eye on some of the more voluptuous members of the palace staff and she wanted to impress.
She walked beside Bo-Katan. The taller of the two and a white woman with rather pale skin. Her policy was to be plain and forward; full lips left their natural pink, squared cheeks had no makeup, and her dull red hair was always kept short. She was a military woman first and had no time (or desire) to taste the pleasures of the palace.
Bo Katan was the one who kept Koska in her armor even during routine summons or meetings. Her partner was always quick to take off their ancestors' blue and black Mandalorian armor complaining about the tightness. The sleek arm and leg plates were easy enough to wear, but large breast plates and tight crotch pieces were always so confining in Koska's opinion, but Bo-Katan always talked her into wearing it. Sighting the times non combat situations turned into combat situations; though neither bothered wearing their helmet inside the palace.
"Who cares," spat Bo-Katan. She didn't much enjoy being woken up early on the request of her employer; especially since nothing urgent was going on. There was a sarcastic hint in her voice as she continued, "But there are obviously no other guards that can take our place."
"Come on, it's not so bad. We could be getting up early to stake out another mobster assassination. Compared to that, this is easy," responded Koska.
"Hardly, doesn't this place weird you out sometimes," asked Bo-Katan?
"What do you mean," said Koska, pausing as they rounded the corner; only a few feet from the queen's chambers.
"Like look at this place, no guards outside the Queens room," she said.
"Maybe they're inside?" added Koska.
"But as far as we've been told guards aren't allowed in the rooms," interjected Bo-Katan. She looked around shiftily, "Don't you find the high ratio of women working here and the atmosphere weird? It makes me feel like I've been added to a…"
"I doubt Miraj Schintel keeps a lesbian harem," interjected Koska, I heard she apperently enjoys torturing female slaves, but I hear she primarily gets he rocks off with a very secretive lover."
"That all," asked Bo-Katan, "I figured we'd know more about her at this point."
"The staff are pretty open, a few of the more scantily clad royal guards even told me about their love lives and Miraj doesn't seem like the kind to share," responded Koska.
"Those latex suits look like fetish gear to me. It gave me the whole harem idea in the first place. They make me feel uneased," she said.
"I consider that a personal benefit," added Kosha. She was walking up to the royal chambers and gestured to Bo-Katan to join her.
"Of course you find that a benefit. Fucking pervert," spat Bo-Katan. She joined her partner walking beside her, shoulder to shoulder.
"I'm sure it will be fine… What the fuck," spat Koska as she opened the royal chambers and was assaulted by sights and smells she did not expect.
Miraj was on her back legs spread as her pussy was being pounded on the silken sheets by the prince's massive meat. His little hips slammed against her's causing the queen to scream and drool. Her face morphed into a filthy ahegao as she clung to the bed frame for dear life. Mike was pumping her cunt like an animal. The sounds of tight squishing echoed in the fancifully decorated room.
"Ooooooh baby fucsssh moooommiiee," groaned Miraj through gritted teeth. The smell of sweat and pungent cum filled the room. It was filthy and made the mandalorians reel, yet something about it was sickeningly sweet.
"Cuming mommy!" Her long pink tongue flopped out of her mouth as her fat distended stomach filled further. She looked nine months pregnant and about ready to burst. Miraj's massive unders bounced as her eyes rolled up into her head. The sound of her breathing got louder and louder, until she went limp. Groaning like a beaten animal with a massive sloppy smile on her face.
"Alright you were right," muttered Koska, turning her head slightly as she whispered into Bo-Katan's ear.
The sight caused both girls to pause; they'd seen people fucking before that was no surprise. Yet, the raw way Mike fucked his mother, his heavy nuts slapping against her ass and the sheer volume of spunk he deposited made the girl's jaws drop. It was like watching a bantha fill up a balloon and the balloon was fucking loving it.
"Mmmmph, thanks mommy! You lasted much longer than last time," groaned Mike. He pulled his dick out and turned around, continuing, "And you both arrived right on time."
Mike hopped off the bed and gave the two mandalorians a clear look at his massive white bitch breaker. It reached beyond his knee, pulsed with thick veins and was soaked with fresh cum. His fat tip flared slightly pulsing and oozing thick pre-cum as Mike spoke.
"I was beginning to run out of guards," he pointed his thumb over to the side of the bed where at least a dozen women were lying down. Bo-Katan and Koska counted at least a dozen and they recognized them all. The pill was made of various alien girls, all members of the palace staff; Mike had filled and broken both guards and maids alike. Koska was pretty sure one of them was a slave driver; her once fierce face displaying exhausted bliss as cum leaked from her gaping asshole lying like a common whore next in the same piles of slaves.
"And besides, mother told me she wants grandkids and lord knows her worthless womb can't spit them out, even if I pack her full," spat Mike.
"What the fuck are you getting at prince," spat Bo-Katan.
"I'm talking about fucking, wasn't that obvious?" he said, cocking his head in exaggerated confusion as Mike stroked his massive bitch breaker.
"Well at least he is our most honest employer," added Koska.
"I don't give a shit," shouted Bo-Katan, scowling at the princeling, "I'm not a cheap whore I'm a proud Mandalorian warrior."
"Could've fooled me," said Mike and with a smile on his face he added, "The maids have told me you masturbate often and quite loudly."
"Fuck off limp dick, I'm done with this job," sneered Bo-Katan and made her way to leave the stinking bedchamber. The heavy scent of sweat, cum and cunt juices mixed with an awful incense that made Bo-Katan's woozier with each breath.
"God damnit," sighed Koska. Her partner's temper was getting the better of her, warriors' pride was one thing, but they hadn't been paid yet and Koska enjoyed the high life. She turned to try and stop her, but the prince interrupted.
"I hoped this would be easier," sighed Mike as he lifted his hand. Which confused the pair but Bo-Katan noticed too late a used condom flying towards her head. She tried to duck but its contents spilled on her face and with an ill timed breath she snorted some of Mike's nasty ball slop into her nostrils and mouth. "Nyyyhhheee," she groaned, disgusted and humiliated by the boy's action. She wanted to run over and punch him in the face and yet she felt weak…
"Bo-Katan!" shouted Koska, as she watched her partner fall onto her knees. Bo-Katan jaw agape as she groaned; a mix of pleasure and pain. Koska turned back to face her employer's son. A smug little smile groaning on his face as he teased, "Wow she's a bigger slut than Ahsoka, just look at her snort my spunk. She looks like a deathstick addict."
"You little brat," Koska's arm shot out and a little targeting laser appeared on Mike's head, "You'll regret messing with us. We might've lost our planet but we still have our pri… Ghhaaagg!"
Koska watched Mike close his fist and she felt a tightness around her throbbing cock. Her throbbing hard futa dick hadn't been milked in days, and it was boiling with back up cum, but her armor should've protected her and kept her shame hidden. Yet this boy knew and he was doing something to her sensitive cock. A sudden tightness developed her cock and balls squeezing the strength out of her, making her head hazy and limbs tense up until…
"Nyyygghhh wu-what the fuuuccckk!" grunted Koska. Her cock shot a load of directly into her spats drentching her right thigh with nasty girl cum. Koska's knees buckled as her jaw hung slack, drool dripping from her lips as her cock sputtered.
"That's a much better attitude," said Mike, pulling his hand back. Koska tried to raise her arm and take a quick pot shot at this kid but a force pulled her forward. Dragging her to her knees in front of this boy. Her body trembling in an invisible grasp she had never felt but recognized…
"Au-are you, nyyygggh," Koska moaned, her cock and balls throbbing as she sputtered, "A ju-jedi!?"
"Ha hardly," responded Mike, he pressed his half hard meat covered with cum against Koska's face. The length and girth basically covered her entire face. His filthy white dick pressed up Koska's nose, forcing her to huff Mike's scent with each heavy breath she took.
"You think I practice such an ancient religion? I'm more than some chastised monk or BDSM addict, but you could probably tell that already." Said Mike, smiling at Koska as her expression got sloppier. Each inhale of this boy's massive white dick filled her mind with sloppy thoughts of submission, but Koska had to stay strong. At least until Bo-Katan picked herself up.
"But you're a bit more than some regular cunt aren't you?" asked Mike, he raised both hands and closed his eyes taking a big inhale. "Let me take a closer look," he continued and Koska felt the locks and straps on her armor click open. Piece by piece her armor loosened and some of the pieces just fell off her trembling body. Then with a quick hand motion Mike tossed off her chest plate and crotch piece; which (reluctantly) felt good to finally be out of.
"I can sense your pleasure," said Mike, his grin growing as he continued, "But don't pass out on me yet, the best is yet to come."
"Ghuuurrg," grunted Koska, struggling against Mike's power. She could barely move, her best attempts to push this kid away were manifested as meek trembling. Mike easily lifted the remaining pieces of armor off her body, tossing the pieces to the side of the room before staring at her toned body.
The tight black spandex-like undersuit clung to Koska's curves and crannies. Showing off her muscular hips, and shoulders. Her perky d-cups were tightly squeezed by the fabric showing off her hard nipples, and her cock outline reached just above her knee. Her previous cum shot stained the fabric all the way down her sculpted calves.
"Let's see that pathetic girl cock," spat Mike. Using the force he ripped Koska's under suit causing her pulsating meat to flop out just a few inches off the ground. The dark tip leaked a stream of pre-cum and her veiny shaft pulsated along with her heavy low hanging nuts. It would have been a respectable size if not compared to Mike's titanic white saber. It made her feel like she was a child in comparison, but he seemed strangely pleased.
"Not bad for a bitch," said Mike.
"Fu-fuck you brat, I'm nyyggghhuu," groaned Koska.
"Don't back talk me Mando," interjected Mike stepping on her shaft. He brought his soft sole down on her dick pressing the black shaft against the floor, continuing, "I should teach you some proper respect. Just look at you…"
Koska's eyes crossed her slick red lips coated with spit as she drooled, her tip sputtering cum like a broken faucet. She never felt like this before… So desperate and needy to cum from just a touch, this boy's foot made her feel like trash, but she loved it. It felt so good feeling him press her throbbing hot black dick against the tiles. Feeling her black cock get crushed felt all the sweeter with each musky inhale of thick white dick. Koska felt like she'd break if Bo-Katan didn't do something, but that was unlikely.
Bo-Katan was in a puddle of her own drool, nostrils and throat filled with Mike's ultra-addicting spunk. It clogged her thoughts and nose, dropping her IQ about a hundred points, making her no better than a bitch in heat. She squeezed her thighs together and tried to stop her pussy from pulsating, but it was no use. She could only snort and squirm as Mike had his way with Koska.
"You Mandos are waaaaay more pathetic than the stories, even worse than the jedi. Super warriors bound by honor and duty to complete any mission, but right now it looks like you're more bound by your desire to CUM!" shouted Mike.
He leaned pressing more of his weight on Koska's cock, causing her to leak even more disgusting pre-cum as her cock became harder than Beskar steel. The humiliation of being so easily overpowered by this boy was a massive weight on Koska's mind. Though her shame was being overshadowed by jolts of pleasure and a growing desire to cum…
"Normally I wouldn't bother training such worthless meat," spat Mike, rubbing his cock against Koska's face, "But mother thinks you two might be useful once trained and I have a new trick that should help with your behavior problems."
Koska drooled, her eyes fluttering as Mike grabbed onto her head. She felt jolts of pleasure rush through her body as her orgasm continued, shooting ropes of cum cover the pristine tile floor. Each breath she took was choked by Mike's musk and she could hardly think. She didn't even notice she lost half her cock length, it quickly shrinking until Mike couldn't grind his foot over it. Each lost rope added to Mike's own length, until Mike's cock reached well over two and a half feet and Koska was left drooling with a little black one incher.
"I think your inches look a lot better on me, don't you think bitch?" asked Mike, rubbing his massive meat against Koska's face. She could barely think, her neurons were buzzing with raw pleasure, but deep down she couldn't agree more. This was her natural state and her now small sack thobbed as she squirted a meek pathetic load.
"Hmph, don't want to answer? I guess you need some recovery time," spat Mike, cock slapping Koska.
"Nyyyggh," she mewled, falling onto her side as Mike's heavy meat connected with her cheek. Her little black clit still squirting as she shivered on the ground. Unable to stop her cunt and cock from drooling.
"But I'm sure your friend will be more than happy to serve me," said Mike. Taking the first few steps over to Bo-Katan, she was still on her knees quivering with pleasure. The throbbing heat radiating from her drooling cunt was driving her crazy. Just a few globs of this kid's seed was enough to turn her into a sloppy street whore. Her mind on fire with a burning desire to taste and snort this boy's disgustingly addicting flavor.
"Open wide bitch," said Mike, grabbing onto Bo-Katan's head. His hands were small but he had a vice-like grip. His fat tip pressed against her lips and Bo-Katan was powerless to resist, her slack jaw providing no resistance as Mike slid the first few inches of his pulsating cock into her mouth and down her throat. His pulsating tip sent shivers up her spin as it filled her breasts with more of his heavy scent.
"Mmmm, not bad bitch," grunted Mike, "You handled my tip pretty well, now let's see how well you handle the next few feet."
"Guhhhuuuaaakk!" she groaned, her eyes going Wide as Mike's meat pressed deep into her throat. Bo-Katan didn't think her jaw was capable of stretching so wide, but she eagerly accepted his girth; it slided in almost too easily. It was strange, she should be in pain due to the foot of cock currently bulging her throat, but instead her cunt squirted. A sticky soaking geyser of pussy juice that stained her spats and made Bo-Katan's brain buzz.
"That's the spirit," shouted Mike. He was clearly getting into it. He grabbed Bo-Katan's head and continued, "But I think a Mandalorian should be able to handle more than a foot!"
Mike slowly shoved Bo-Katan's face down on his dick, her throat bulged a perfect outline of his massive cock and soon Enough Bo-Katan could feel his thick boy dick in her stomach. Shooting his thick and nasty pre-cum directly into her stomach.
"Now let's get rid of that unflattering armor," said Mike as he focused. Bo-Katan could feel the pressure on her body increase, her muscles trembling as Mike ripped off her armor. Her tight black bodysuit clung to every inch of her tight eight pack, muscled thighs and toned arms. The area around her crotch was completely soaked and her perfect double-Ds bounced slightly with each pump of Mike's cock the nipples clearly poking out.
"Filthy Mandalorian slut," grunted Mike, pulling on her red hair. He shoved more than two feet of thick white dick into her sloppy maw. His massive white meat turning Bo-Katan's throat into a fuckhole and she couldn't stop groaning. Her eyes twitching and body growing weaker, it was like every cell in her body had given up and accepted it's place as this boy's slave.
Meanwhile as Mike throat fucked Bo-Katan, Koska was regaining her senses. Her last few brain cells were finally talking and she slowly picked herself off the floor. "Urrggghh," she groaned, trying not to attract Mike's attention. She felt ashamed of it, but she knew it was going to be impossible to fight him. He'd already bested her giving her a micro dick, she feared (and secretly hoped) about finding out what else he could do?
Though before Koska could crawl more than a couple feet her eyes locked onto Mike's butt. Koska loved ass, eating it or fucking it and Mike's little twinky boy butt in all its sweaty developing glory. It called out to Koska like a siren, compelling her to crawl forward. And before her half melted mind could object Koska's hands were on Mike's cheeks.
"What do you think you're doing back there slut?" asked Mike.
"I… I…I wu-wanna," Koska's words caught in her throat. She was having trouble talking to this white boy. Sputtering words like she was confessing to her childhood crush, but her lust forced her to vomit her feelings. "I wanna eat your ass master, pleasue it smells soooo fuckin goood! It makes my cunt turn into mush," continued Koska.
"Very well, but make sure to tongue me deep like mother," ordered Mike and Koska obeyed happily. She spread his boy cheeks to reveal a tight boy asshole, still sloppy with spit and covered in a rainbow of multiple kiss marks. At least six or seven different colors, many overlapping each other on the boy's hole; a sign of zealous worship and Koska would join them.
"Mmmmm, thank you," she grunted, pressing her lips against his tight hole and immediately her cunt gushed. The nasty nast just made her brain break, short circuiting like a R5 droid with a broken motivator as her pink tongue prodded his entrance. Her dark red lipstick smeared against his entrance like so many others, but she was determined to make more of an impact. Drooling on his entrance she wriggled her tongue deep into the boy's asshole and pressed against his prostate as her soft lips pressed against his anal entrance.
"Mmpph, not bad bitch. Only mother had been able to rim me that hard," grunted Mike as he looked back to Koska. She was completely absorbed in eating ass, grunting and groaning as she slobbered over his tight asshole. "But that doesn't mean you can slack off," continued Mike, looking down at Bo-Katan. She was trying to throat Mike's cock properly, and managed to swallow a few more inches.
"Guurrrggaaa," groaned Bo-Katan, her throat muscles squeezing Mike's massive meat with all her might as her tongue tickled the back of his shaft. She was slowly getting used to him, her body craving more and her maw choked back more dick, until her pink lips were pressed against his crotch. Bo-Katan's nostrils' flared, her eyes went white as her brain was filled with her master's musk. She couldn't stop herself, each small breath was filled with his smell.
"What a hungry bitch, I guess I should feed you something," grunted Mike. Bo-Katan felt Mike's grip tighten and she could feel his thick voluminous cum load flow down his cock and pump directly into her stomach. She could feel her stomach bloat and the thick tar-like cum clog her throat before clogging her mouth and nostrils. Mike's cum shot out of her nose and leaked out of her lips, covering her body, but Bo-Katan still squirted harder than she ever had.
"Fuck, you can suck," groaned Mike pulling his meat out of Bo-Katan's throat. She fell out onto her back, cum spilling out of her mouth like a waterfall. She could barely breathe with all the thick white cum cloging her throat, but air was a secondary concern. Bo-Katan wanted all of it. Every last drop of this boy's cum belongs in her body and she'd lick it all up… once she regained feeling in her arms and legs.
"Nyyggghh, master," moaned Koska pulling her tongue out of Mike's sloppy spit coated asshole. Her eyes fluttered as she squirted a load from her little black clit dick. She crawled to Mike's feet and ran her tongue up his hard meat, scrapping the matted cum globs off his thick pulsating cock. She realized she was meant to have a pathetic nub clit-dick and that her inches were much better used by this white boy.
"Pu-please allow your stupid slave to clean you," she continued.
"Ha, why the change of heart?" asked Mike.
"It was… nyyhhuuu," groaned Koska as hersensitive new clitty twitched and leaked. "Tu-the way you raped Bo-Katan's throat. I could see the desire in her eyes, the raw need to be used and no man has ever done that to her or I," she continued, kissing Mike's tip, "Mmmm, now all I want is to serve you my prince. Let me be your nasty black cumdumpster, I promise my holes are worthy of the Mandalore!"
"Uhhhgg, mu-aaahhgg," spewed Bo-Katan, cum leaking from her maw. It took her a second to vomit enough cum to speak properly. "Mu-me too master, I need you inside me and I don't care if you ruin me like the other slaves!" Bo-Katan added, spreading her legs wide open for Mike, revealing her soaked cameltoe.
"Don't forget about me master," added Koska, climbing on top of Bo-Katan. Her little clit leaked cum on Bo-Katan's belly and her tits pressed against hers'. Koska's dripping black pussy lips were begging for a pounding and Mike wasn't about to waste time. He knelt down and pressed his cock tip inside Bo-Katan's cunt, tearing open her suits' crotch. Mike's cock tip stretched her pussy to its physical limits and reduced her to a drooling puddle of lust.
"Nyyyggghhaaaa," she groaned. Her bloated stomach deforming even more as Mike cock penetrated her womb. His thick tip throbbing in her baby box, making Bo-Katan's brain boil with pleasure. His massive white giga-dick made a thick outline in her stomach, molding Bo-Katan's body to his desires.
"Puh-please master," grunted Koska, shaking her massive black ass cheeks, "Pu-please fuck my massive cheeks, my cunt needs your thick white cock!" She felt the bulge of his cock rub against her through her Bo-Katan's belly but it just wasn't enough. It only teased her, making her need Mike's meat more.
"Fucking slut," spat Mike, ripping his cock out of Bo-Katan and shoving it into Koska's drooling cunt. Bo-Katan's pussy was left a large gaping mess of trembling pink folds coated in thick pre cum. And Koska's cunt eagerly accepted Mike's girth like she was made for it. Her black pussy lips stretching to meet his girths' hefty demands, her pink fold squeezing and stretching around Mike's tip as it pressed through her canal pushing against her prostate and finally breaking into her eager womb.
"But at least you're still tight!" grunted Mike. He ground his thick cock inside Koska turning her into a drooling mess just like her partner. Her eyes fluttered as her pathetic black dicklet leaked drops of pre-cum over Bo-Katan's stomach. She couldn't tell how many times she came from either end and when Mike went to thrust back into Bo-Katan, he left Koska's insides a gaping throbbing mess.
"Muh-master you've bu-bu…Nyyyygghhh bo-ken meeeeh!" whined Koska.
"Already broken, but we've just started!" said Mike, pumping his cock back into Bo-Katan. Her tight pink fold expertly squeezing his shaft as his massive cock meat deformed her pristine abs. Turning her midsection into a cock bulged mess.
"Fuck meeeh massshteer, ffuuuuks meeeeh mooooooreess," slobbered Bo-Katan. She never wanted to have a man cum in her, so much. It was like every cell in her body was screaming at her to milk his dick. The years she spent training to fight, strengthening her body and fighting for Mandalore all felt like a stupid waste of time when she could've been milking this boy's fat cock.
"Nuuuuh, I nu-neeeeds it tooo, massa!" screamed Koska and Mike didn't delay. He thrust his cock back inside Koska's cunt, this time picking up speed. He pressed his fat tip against the back of Koska's baby box, but instead of grinding her pulled his cock out. And before Bo-Katan could make another sloppy mewl for more his cock was pressed inside her womb. Spurting thick jets of pre-cum that would've been voluminous enough to be a regular load for a normal man.
But Mike wasn't a normal man. His force reinforced body was strong and his thrust felt more like a bantha's feral thrusting. Heavy hip pumps that resulted in the girls being turned into slobbering, squirting messes. They could hardly hang on to consciousness, their brains breaking from the constant jolts of pleasure as their body's molded to Mike's needs.
"Alright, you Mandos might be better than the common chaff mother brings to me. I guess you deserve a real load," grunted Mike as he came. His thick cock spurting a fat load into Bo-Katan's empty womb filled her to the point she looked eight or nine months pregnant and she hoped she was. She could feel billions of Mike's fertile sperm cells swimming around inside her and she hoped she'd be allowed to have his child.
Then without as much as a word Mike ripped his cock out and thrust back inside Koska. His fat white cock pumping its remaining contents in her greedy womb. Her distended cum belly pressed against Bo-Katan's and threatened to push her off her friend as Koska's limbs became weak.
"Mmmm, fuck you both milked me better than half a dozen of those whores. Well done," said Mike pulling his throbbing meat out from Koska.
"Uuuuuuhhgg, the-anks mu-massa," groaned Koska. She fell off of Bo-Katan, landing beside her; both girl's stomachs were full of disgustingly thick white seeds. They could barely keep conscious, their pussies pounding and leaking tonnes of thick nasty white cum. Both girls could feel his cum squirming inside them, in Koska especially his cock ruined her cunt and prostate. Forcing her to cum multiple times from both ends; a new feeling for the now bleached bitch. Moving felt impossible for both girls, they felt so weak, but…
"Get up you stupid cunts," barked Mike, kicking Bo-Katan's bloated belly as he continued, "I need to piss."
"Uhhhhgg, yes master," groaned Bo-Katan.
"Anything for you," added Koska.
They felt renewed vigor as they rolled onto their bloated stomachs and crawled to Mike's feet, mouths open. The pair couldn't help themselves, their master had fucked a zelous sense of obediance into them. His taste, smell and feeling was burned into their brains, never to be forgotten as long as the girls lived.
"Hmph maybe mother was right about you Mando cunts," said Mike. He lifted his cock tip and unleashed a stream of hot yellow piss into Bo-Katan's mouth. Filling her maw in a couple seconds as he continued, "Maybe you deserve to be kept around, but don't get cocky. My mother wants grandkids but I won't let just any cunt give birth to my kids."
"Yes master, we'd never expect you to bless us with your child. We're just worthless cum dumst… Guuuhhhggg!" groaned Koska. Her pathetic black clit trembling as Mike turned his stream on her. Filling her throat with steamy piss.
"But you both make good toilets at the very least. Even my mother spilled some of my piss the first time," exhaled Mike finishing his load.
"Ghhuuuugg, wu-we live to serve you master," moaned Bo-Katan. She choked back her allotment of Mike's piss stream with glee. It filled her with a warm sensation as she swallowed it down, and she wanted more. "Puh-please don't hesitate to use me as your personal urinal whenever the need strikes you," she continued.
"Or me master! I love gargling your hot piss or if you prefer I can clean your ass again?" mewled Koska.
"Alright cunts I guess I'll keep you around. You do last much longer than my current staff," said Mike. He spared a look at the pile of women still groaning in a pile to the left of his mother's bed.
With each woman enslaved Mike felt his libido increasing, and Ventress wasn't around to help satisfy him. Ahsoka was growing in skill quickly but was still a novice and Shaak-Ti still needed to be useful outside being a cumdump, so she couldn't handle him too often without breaking her completely. The responsibility to last more than a couple rounds was left to his mother but even she was getting tired. Mike looked down at the pair, already kissing and licking his fat pulsating cock tip. They'd make fine additions to the castle's meat, but they still had to be properly marked.
"Koska, raise your head for me," ordered Mike.
Koska obeyed and raised her head, she had a slightly worried look, but that didn't last long. Mike grabbed the sides of her head and closed his eyes. Koska felt a familiar force on her body then all of a sudden pleasure shot up her spine. Her face morphing into a sloppy ahegao, her tongue drooping down her chin as her eyes went crossed. Koska's thoughts went all fuzzy and she felt her cock spurt out another few ropes of cum. With each spurt of nasty cum she felt her cock get harder and harder like she was getting harder? A confusing sensation but an incredible one.
"There I hope you enjoy your reward, slave," siad Mike.
Koska regained focus and looked down at her new foot and a half of pulsating dark meat. Her veiny girl dick was restored to its former glory and then some with a little over half a foot of dick added. Koska looked at her master's cock, expecting some shrinkage (not that it would matter at his size) and it had somehow grown, at least three feet of pulsating addicting white boy dick. Koska's eyes went wide and she struggled to keep her lips off his massive meat.
"Don't worry bitch," spat Mike, pressing Koska's cock tip with his foot as he continued, "I've bound you to my will, it's all very complicated force techniques that I wouldn't expect a nasty cum brain like you to understand. All you need to know is that I control this filthy black dick, your strength, size, and orgasms are mine to control. I am more powerful than you can possibly imagine and I will invent new torrements if you betray me."
"Nyyhhuuugh, uh-as it should be master!" Koska drooled.
"That's what I like to hear," Mike turned cock slapping Bo-Katan as he, continued, "Now follow me slaves, we have to get you branded."
The mandos followed closely behind Mike. It was still a bit hard to walk, but they managed, cum leaking down their legs and coating the floor as they followed Mike stumbling and bowlegged through the halls. His new cock size had his tip basically scraping against the ground. His throbbing tip left a snail trail of pre-cum over the floors like a beast marking his territory. All the eyes of the staff were locked on to the lewd procession, drooling at the sight of their master's new meat.
In one instance the girls saw one of the maids fall to her knees and start leaking the spilt cum. A feral look in her eyes as she went from proper servant to depraved gutter whore in a matter of seconds. Though they didn't get to see many of the staff broken as Mike stopped a room close by and ordered, "Sit down on the tables."
"Yes master," said the girls as they stepped inside. The small rectangular room had a terminal on one side of the wall and directly across three massage tables. Which were rather comfortable, they supported the girls bodies just fine despite leaving the majority of their chest to hang down, and in Koska her enlarged package.
"Now sit still and let the machines do their work," said Mike as he entered in a few commands on the console. The girls waited shivering with anticipation at what their master had planned for them. Then a mechanical whirring noise filled the room as a dozen mechanical arms appeared overtop and below both girls.
The slender double jointed chrome appendages immediately got to work and started inking parts of the pair's bodies. Both girls grit their teeth in pain as the arms etched symbols into multiple parts of their bodies at once. For Koska it was even worse as her cock and balls received a full inking, but she loved it. She was panting like a bitch in heat, leaking cum over the floors with her new fat black dick, but Bo-Katan was much less of a pain slut. She grit her teeth and bared the increasingly discomforting sensations, until the arms stopped and retracted.
"How do you like your new ink?" asked Mike as both girls stood up off the tables. They felt a bit light headed for a moment, but they both squeeed like school girls as they saw their new tattoos.
Koska had a queen of hearts tramp stamp; a large Q in the center of a white heart, with two grape vines that sprouted from the sides and joined with her matching womb tattoo on the other side. Over top the womb tattoo read the words, "Race Traitor" and down her rock hard shaft were the words "Inch Bank". And finally on her heavy sack was a heart with a Q in the center, out of the sides were chains that wrapped around Koska's balls.
For Bo-Katan she received a similar tattoo but hers were all in cherry red ink. A queen of hearts womb tattoo had the words "Baby Factory" printed over top. Down her right thigh ran a long Queen of heart grapevine that reached below her knee; each heart shaped leaf had a Q in the center. And over her fat ass cheeks was written the words "Mike's Bleached Meat". Needless to say both girls were pleased with their new ink and they dove to their master's feet.
"Mmmm, thu-thank you so much for bleaching me master! I'll be your dumb slave forever," grunted Koska. She grabbed Mike's meat and slapped it against her face, snorting his stink as her cock leaked thick, nasty cum over the floor.
"It's not just her master," groaned Bo-Katan, burying her face in his heavy nuts. She took a long snort and licked the sweat off him before continuing, "Nyyhh, I… I'll definitely earn the right to be your breeding bitch. No matter what I have to do, I'll even win back Mandalore in your name!"
"What a confident offer," said Mike. He reached down and grabbed both girls' hair, forcing them to look up at him as he spoke. "I'll enjoy seeing what feats you both perform under my employ…"
"Master, master!"
Mike looked to the door as a latex clad royal guard walked in. A rather busty twi'lek woman clad head to toe in latex, save her face that had a big slutty smile on it. She stared at his cock as Mike asked, "What is it slave, can't you see I'm busy."
"Yes master, sorry master," mewled the twi'lek falling to her knees. She kept her head to the ground as she continued, "Your worthless slave just wished to inform you that Asajj Ventress has returned with company and wishes for an audience in the training hall.
Mike smiled, "Let's not keep her waiting. I'm sure she's desperate to see me again."