Nar Shadda
Wednesday 1632 hours.
The Balashi District
Arya, Vashtin and Nijia walked along through the crowded Nar Shadda neighborhood. The area was very busy and the smuggler captain watched with a grin that even as crowded as it was the people around them made way when they saw Nijia. The Kaleesh was always a bit of an intimidating presence. Generally it worked to their advantage unless someone mistook him for the infamous general that had come from Nijia’s home planet. So far that had not happened this time. The trio moved past shops of a half a dozen varieties. Vashtin smelled grilled Iliga eggs and well roasted Nerf burgers. Arya stopped at one point to look at a silver necklace with three sapphire jewels and Nijia found a Twi’lek merchant selling finger blades.
“We will have to return here after the meet. I don’t want to miss our appointment.” Vashtin said as the trio resumed their course towards their destination. Vashtin couldn’t blame the rebel agent for being careful. Even on Nar Shadda where the Empire had little to no authority he knew that many of the information brokers on the planet wouldn’t mind selling information about rebel movements to the empire at the first chance they got. Soon enough they found the place they were looking for. It was a shabby looking communications center. While most people used comlinks some still preferred the old ways. A com line that you could pay some credits to for an unregistered call was an old spy trick, fitting for rebels and smugglers.
Vashtin went in first and started looking for door number three, the room they had been sent to use. Arya walked behind him, her blue eyes immediately scanning the room for any sign that someone was expecting them. The Twi’lek with a background in intelligence gathering searched for giveaways and tells but when she turned back towards Vashtin she gave him a nod as if to say ‘clear’ The Zabrak looks like the only who might stand against Nijia in a fight.”
“Unlikely, beside he’s distracted. I didn’t know Zeltron girls were that flexible.” The Kaleesh commented dryly as his harsh yellow eyes noticed what the Zabrak was ‘working on’. Soon enough they found door number three. Vashtin punched in the code they had been given and then the electronic metal door opened up into a six by six room.
The crewmembers of the Ion Wolf stepped into the small square room. Arya slid into the singe chair in front of the console while Vashtin and Nijia hung close to the door. The smuggler from Jabiim didn’t believe they were in danger at the moment but he knew it would be best to play it safe. While they waited for the call from their contact Vashtin decided that he should call Teyza to check in with the mechanic. It felt strange leaving her on the Wolf by herself but in case the offer to meet with the rebels was a trick Vashtin had wanted as many people who could fight as possible. While Teyza was a valuable crewmember, she was still young and had little skill with a blaster or a blade. One day I’ll have to change that.
“Blue Four this is Blue One. How are things back home?” Vashtin said into his comlink while his brown eyes canned back towards Arya. He was eager to be out of this room, it had a subtle smelly plastic smell that was started to grate on his mind.
“Hello Blue One. Everything is good here, I am working on HUWG’s systems. The new encryption software that Ary… I mean that Blue two got should make sure no one can use him against us again.” Teyza excited voice said over the comlink. In the room where he stood he heard the console in front of Arya suddenly starting to beep. The rebels were calling.
“Good work Blue Four. See if you can finish calibrating that new chest blaster. I’ll contact you when we’re done. Blue One out.” Vashtin said before he moved the personal comlink down to hook on his belt.
When Arya accepted the call a voice emerged from the speakers set into the console. “What happened to the Blue Harvest?”
“A man became a Peacekeeper.” Arya relied back after she keyed the switch on the console. Vashtin’s brown eyes tracked back to the orange skinned twi’lek as they waited for the reply from the rebel agent.
“Change of plans. Leave the com center and head for a building called Royal Pleasures. Ask for Misses Plesrose. You have ten minutes.”
Vashtin let out a growl and the man from Jabiim moved over to the console quickly. “That was not part of the deal.” His irritation laced his voice with a hard edge.
The line remained open but no one else bothered to reply. The Kaleesh said nothing behind him but he could almost sense Nijia’s own anxiety. Going into one location blind was hard enough. Now they would be going to a second place without being able to check it out before they arrived. Vashtin didn’t like it one bit but then he knew that there would be difficulties finding ways to turn the gold bars into boatloads of credits.
The three of them quickly arrived at the small pleasure club. A neon sign of stark reddish pink glowed over the ornate doors that led into the establishment. Royal Pleasures, this is the right place. Other signs set near the door all noted that massages of every shape and form that were available to sentients who wanted to partake. Vashtin was not surprised to see such a place on Nar Shadda. Breaking the law was constantly strenuous work. Maybe working with these Rebels will have a benefit after all, the smuggler from Jabiim thought before he followed the orange skinned Twi’lek through the heavy ornate doors.
Inside there was a nice entrée room with several people waiting and a curved counter set in front of a lovely Zeltron girl. “Hello, welcome to the Royal Pleasures. May I ask what kind of treatment you had in mind today?” The pink skinned girl with shiny purple lipstick asked them with a smile. Arya returned the warm expression and then looked over to Vashtin and Nijia.
“I hope you can help us. We are looking for Mistress Plesrose. I heard she has the best hands.” Arya’s nostrils picked up the scents of various candles set in the entry room and rooms beyond. When she looked back around towards the people seated, it didn’t appear that any of them were ready to ambush them. They appeared to be normal customers.
Nijia had scanned the customers as well. His helmeted gaze rested on each, the rodian, the two humans and the zabrak. They had the trappings of spacers but none appeared to be hostile or giving the three of them any more note than normal. Still he only relaxed his fingers and his stance when the Zeltron attendant replied.
“You are lucky. I didn’t know that we were expecting VIPs today. Go right through that door and take the third door on the left.” The brightly skinned girl with a large bust and sensuous features declared.
The three of them started moving. After they made it through the doorway they found themselves in a hallway painted dark silver. Purple lights were anchored at the bottoms of the walls. The soft hues illuminated the walls while Vashtin, Arya and Nijia sought out the door where Miss Plesrose would be waiting for them.
The three found the third door on the left and then found themselves in a room with four tables already setup. Inside another Zeltron and two other women waited for them. She was even lovelier than the attendant with a tight fitting dress of white silky material. Cuts made into the white material exposed the underside of her breasts, parts of her lean stomach and her curvy hips. Given her Zeltron heritage and there pheromones that naturally emitted from her flesh Vashtin found himself relaxing in her presence. The two girls standing beside her wore similarly cut outfits.
“Welcome my friends. I am Miss Plesore and I will be your main masseuse today. Please remove your gear and clothing. We don’t want there to be anything that hinders our ability to give you pleasure.” Miss Plesore’s voice was warm as wine and her eyes glittered with desire and pleasure. One of the other girls with her was a Zeltron while the last girl was Human. Vashtin suddenly worried what might happen if both girls used their natural charms on the group. He knew that Nijia’s species were more resistant but given that these women worked as masseuses and potentially more he worried about shedding all of his gear.
While he paused and considered things he saw Arya begin to remove her clothing. She started undoing the straps of her bandolier and then removed her gray top. With no bra on her double C cups were exposed to her compatriots and the three masseuses. Miss Plesore’s eyes lit up at the sight of the orange Twi’lek’s lovely breasts while Arya continued and removed her tight black leather pants after kicking off her boots. If Arya trusted the situation Vashtin felt that was good enough for him. He removed his fingerless gloves and began removing the rest of his clothes while Nijia followed suit.
Once all three of the smugglers were naked, the three of them moved forward towards the raised massage beds. They each rest on their stomachs and the three lovely masseuses moved into position. Miss Plesore herself moved to Vashtin’s side. The smuggler from Jabiim could not have felt more exposed. Thankfully as soon as Miss Plesore put her soft hands onto his back. All the tension and worry in his body started to melt away. Besides him he heard Arya moan out quietly and shortly after that he was surprised to hear Nijia let out a long near silent growl. He was a hundred percent sure that he had never heard the Kaleesh make a sound like that before. ‘If they’re making Nijia feel good these warriors must have a Jedi’s skill for massaging.’
The Zeltron’s skills fingers roamed everywhere over his body. Once she was done with the first round of rubbing, nudging and tenderizing she applied a finely scented oil to his skin. The liquid was warm on his skin and it felt better than just about anything he had felt before. Growing up on a muddy rain soaked planet creature comforts such as massages had not been something the average Jabiimi could come by. ‘I could get used to this.’ Vashtin thought before Plesore asked him to turn over. He felt a little strange about showing off his naked sex to the amazingly attractive woman but when her hands fell on his shoulders, stomach and inner thigh he found himself pleasantly distracted.
When he felt Plesore’s fingers slip away from his body he let out an irritated grunt. “Umm Miss Plesore I think I still have some tension and rawness inside on the inside of my leg.” Vashtin rose up on his shoulders and looked over the area. His brown eyes settled on Aray’s impressive oiled breasts for a moment before he noticed that the three girls were leaving through the backdoor of the massage room. “Wait a minute, what’s going on?”
As the three smugglers realize their masseuses had left Nijia was the first to realize something was wrong. His nostrils tensed and his ears perked towards the source of a disturbance. “Gas is being pumped in through the vents. I missed it thanks to all those…damn flowers… and oils. Silly… mistake… what…” The Kaleesh’s words transformed into soft mumblings as he rest a clawed hand on his orange yellow skin.
With the gas flooding into the noses of all the smugglers a change began to happen in their minds. Nijia may have smelled the gas first but his natural resistance allowed him to fight off the affects for a few moments. He rose up from the raised bed and put one foot down as he turned towards the door the three had left through. Unfortunately as his foot made contact on the ground his mind was too focused on resisting the effects of the gas and his foot slipped. While the Kaleesh crashed to the ground Vashtin’s mind had been completely altered by the fumes. He made it off of the bed and quickly reached Arya’s bed. The smuggler’s hand reached out and grabbed the Twi’lek’s long shapely leg and dragged her into positon on the bed. After Vashtin leaned forward and kissed up along the smooth skin of her inner thigh.
Arya cooed and her body teetered left and right while her juices spilled out from her orange smooth folds. “Vashtin hurry… put your hard cock inside of me.” Arya whimpered out right as Vashtin pulled back. He looked over her oil covered body while he rubbed his cock and inched forward as he lined up his cock with the Twi’lek’s tight glistening opening. “Aah ahann… go Vashtin… push your cock inside of me… now…” Arya directed him before the human smuggler pressed his length inside of her sex.
After that the powerful aphrodisiac started to do its work. The smuggler and his first mate began rutting like animals. Once the human had thrust into his lover’s pussy for a few minute he grabbed a grip on her glistening legs and pushed them back so that her feet were next to her head tails.
“Ooooahh… fuck…. Your big …cock… it’s stirring me up…. Fuck me…” Arya cried out when her pussy started getting even tighter around his hammering cock. His brain swarmed with incredible pleasure from the fumes and from the sensations of Arya’s cunt pulling in his cock. While the smuggler with medium brown hair and a tangled beard flooded the lovely Twi’lek operative’s pussy with his cock the Kaleesh slowly started to regain his footing.
While the human’s hips rolled forward to lodge his throbbing cock inside of Arya’s pussy Nijia inched closer towards where Arya’s head was rocking gently under Vashtin’s sexual prowess. While the orange skinned beauty’s mouth opened and shut as she moaned and squirmed the mighty leathery skinned warrior started to rub his clawed fingers over his hard thick cock. The Kaleesh had always known that Arya was a very attractive woman but when he saw her all oiled up and being fucked senseless by an aphrodisiac driven Human it stirred something inside of him, or perhaps it was the drug’s effect on the Kaleesh.
As he continued rubbing and pulling along his orange yellow cock Arya quickly noticed the offered up appendage. Her usually intelligent blue eyes were mixed vibrantly with hot sexual hunger. The beautiful Twi’lek’s pink tongue lolled out over her chin before she leaned her head forward and opened her lips wide to accept Nijia’s cock.
Nijia let out a jagged loud moan of pleasure as Arya started to guzzle down his thick throbbing cock. While the Kaleesh howled out in pleasure he reached out his hands and gripped her unmarked headtails known as lekku. With the new leverage Nijia was quickly able to make the orange skinned Twi’lek accept more and more of his cock deep into her throat. Arya’s cheeks puffed out as she let her tongue rub left, right and all over her friend’s invading cock while Vashtin let out a growling bark of a laugh as he gripped her oiled left breast.
After that point Arya’s orgasm started to blaze through her like a colonist exploring Wild Space. The warm energy blossomed through her entire body while Vashtin continued thrusting his cock with reckless abandon into his lover’s tight pussy.
“Fuck….. Arya…. Pussy… so good….” Words seemed like a struggle for his mind as the smuggler continued sliding his hips against Arya’s damp orange pelvis. His fingers squeezed and played all over Arya’s Double C cup breasts. The slutty Twi’lek’s full oil covered breasts bounced with each thrust of Vashtin’s bare cock and he used his fingers to balance out the crashing motion he was giving Arya’s body.
Soon enough Arya’s orgasming body was forcing incredible levels of pleasure into both the Human and the Kaleesh. Nijia continued throttling Arya’s tight wet throat while Vashtin hammered her pussy and squeezed her heaving breasts. Given the tightness of the Twi’lek’s throat Nijia was the first to cum. With his clawed fingers gripped tightly on her Lekku the Kaleesh started to cum while his chin rose up. “Mwaaaragghh!!!” Nijia growled out as his cock started to bounce and churn away inside of Arya’s tight sucking mouth.
The first few blasts launched deep into the orange skinned twi’lek’s throat but before long she couldn’t take any more of it. She had done all she could to focus on breathing through her nose but with the incredible pleasure from both Vashtin and Nijia and the Kaleesh’s release into her throat was more than she could handle. She let out a cough but made sure not to close her mouth before she moved her head away to let Nijia’s cock go free. Of course with his cock still shuddering this meant that his next three volleys spattered all over Arya’s nose, mouth and eyes. She smiled warmly up at him as she struggled to keep breathing. Her body was still being rocked by Vashtin and while the smuggler squeezed and slapped her prodigious breasts she snaked a hand down between her tits and fingered her clit to make the sensations duplicate and multiply as they coursed through her athletic frame.
Soon after Vashtin let out an almost inhuman roar of his own. He slammed his cock directly against Araya’s deepest point and held his body there as he started cumming inside of her well fucked cunt. Arya’s toes curled and her free hand wrapped tightly around Vashtin’s oil drenched back to help hold him in place. His cock churned away inside of her and she could swear her stomach felt like it was expanding from the massive release into her pussy. No other thought other than pleasure coursed through each of the smugglers at that point.
Vashtin held on for dear life as he felt his legs growing weak and threatening to collapse beneath him. Nijia clung to the bed after letting go of Arya’s head tails but his cock remained spent and rest on Arya’s forehead. The orange Twi’lek herself licked her tongue all over some of Nijia’s cum on her chin and around her lips. His seed felt different than Vashtin’s but not in a bad way.
“Mrmmm… Nijia… I love having cum… all over my face…” Arya managed to say as she was the first to recover most of her faculties. The Kaleesh just gave her a short nod before his head turned to the sound of a door opening. Two figures entered in but neither of them were the three masseuses that had departed from the private room. One was a woman with black hair and two purple streaks that framed her face. She appeared human but her blue skin set her apart. At that moment the Kaleesh’s mind was far to muddled to guess her species. The man beside her was much easier to identify. With his big twin horns, fur covering his head and a bit flat noseless face Nijia knew a Gotal when he saw one. As the Kaleesh struggled to remain upright he watched as suddenly the two newcomers closed the door behind themselves and each raised up a blaster weapon towards the three exposed smugglers.
Arya was the first to speak as she moved her body up on her shoulders and looked towards the Gotal and the blue skinned girl. Nijia’s cum still trickled down her face and Vashtin was partially collapsed on top of her. Her eyes had regained their usual sharpness as she looked down the barrels of a blaster pistol and rifle. “E chuta.” The lovely naked Twi’lek declared in Huttese. How Rude.
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Wednesday 1715 hours.
The Balashi District Spaceport
Aboard the Ion Wolf
While Teyza waited for the group to return from their mission, she was getting anxious. The Captain, Arya and Nijia had not made contact with her in some time now. The young Togruta wanted to contact the Captain but she felt that he might be right in the middle of something right now and wouldn’t want to be disturbed. She had found things to distract herself with after upgrading HUWG’s encryption software. The orange and white skinned young woman had even cleaned the blasters and blades in the small weapons locker and made herself a bowl of warmed fruits and poured herself a glass of Sunset soda for an afternoon snack.
Eventually she found herself in the cockpit of the Ion Wolf. Teyza was already familiar with most of the basic controls on the ship but she was trying to see if there were ways to input shortcuts into the command console. After the captain had started teaching her about working on HUWG her mind naturally liked to learn new tricks and procedures that might aide the smugglers on their jobs. It was at that point as she was working on a fix for the standard capacitor switches when she noticed a group of people walking purposefully towards the Ion Wolf. Arya had to stand on the captain’s well-worn black chair and rest her hands on the main console to get a good clear look.
There were three people headed towards the ship she was on. The lead figure wore green armor with glowing orange power lines connecting through its chest piece, legs and arms. The visor was an inverted triangle of burnished silver and it appeared his gaze was set squarely on the Ion Wolf. Teyza backed away from the cockpit viewscreen worriedly. She didn’t know if the trio had seen her but she also knew that they looked big and mean. Before she could do anything else the entire ship suddenly rocked violently.
“Ahaahoooww!” Teyza cried out as her body was bonked by the side panels of the cockpit. Something had hit the ship, it sounded like an explosion. When she scrambled back up to peak through the viewscreen plating she noticed that there was massive scarring on the panels. Through one that was not blackened too much she saw that the lead figure had a smoking weapon in his hands.
The weapon looked big even in his armored hands and he appeared to be loading something into it. After that he snapped the weapon back into gear and fired it again. This time Teyza was able to brace herself slightly when the explosive grenade hammered at the cockpit once more. Her teeth clattered and then she moved out of the cockpit while she pulled her small comlink from her belt.
“Captain. Captain! Come in! Please. Someone is hitting the ship with a big weapon. I… I don’t know what to do. Huwg is here but I… I need help. Captain. Arya? Nijia?” The young Togruta shivered when she could raise anyone from her crew on the comlink. She moved down the corridor and then got to the holding room where Huwg was in his power station. Her soft green eyes were laced with worry as her fingers reached out towards the control panel. The young mechanic did not know what to do. If she released Huwg on he could probably defeat the person blasting at the ship but he also might be hurt. Worse if they disabled the battle droid and came aboard the ramp then they’d be able to get to Teyza. Soon enough she knew she would have to make a choice. I can fly the ship, maybe I can put the shields on and fly off before they do any more damage. But I can’t leave the crew…
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