An Explanation and a Reward

The holoemitter lit up as the Sith holocron’s data began to appear in the air. What spread out in front of the four people in the room was a map that showed the path from known Republic space into the Unknown Regions. There, a system blinked with the words “Lehon System” written over it.

“It...can’t be...” an astonished Captain Rashel said.

“Master...is this what I think it is?!” Wes said in pure shock.

“Yes, my apprentice! This is a star map to the fabled Lehon System, where the Star Forge resides!” a victorious Lady Mutaria announced. “With this map, we shall go there, reclaim the ancient weapon for the Sith, and use it to conquer the galaxy!” Mutaria said with a twinkle in her eye.

“The Emperor wil-”

“Here nothing of this!” said Lady Mutaria as she cut off Wes. “At least, not until we can scout the system to see if there are any possible threats,” explained the Sith Lord to her apprentice and trusted captain.

“If..if that’s what you wish, master,” Wes said, not sure what his master was planning.

“Of course, my lady,” the captain said, her trust in Lady Mutaria not shaken. Lady Mutaria walked over to the holocron and removed it from the holoemitter before returning to her two companions.

“Rashel, we must plan our trip to this system,” said the pureblood Sith as the back of her hand gently stroked the human captain’s cheek. Rashel reached her hand up and grabbed Mutaria’s hand.

“Of course, shall we retire to somewhere more...private?” she asked, a small smile on her face.

“Of course, my dear,” she said before she turned to Wes. “Apprentice! You deserve a reward for all you’ve done for me. As such, take the Twi’lek and have some fun,” she said as she stroked Alema’s cheek like she did Rashel. “And remember what I told you, slave.” Alema merely nodded as Lady Mutaria unchained the Twi’lek from the deck and gave the chains to the young Sith. “Do with her what you like, but do try to keep her alive. I could use her for many things,” Lady Mutaria told Wes during the hand-off.

“Of course, master. I shall take good care of her, won’t I?” he asked as he now stroked her cheek. “Come slave,” Wes said as he tugged on the chains, “Let us retire to my room for our own fun!” he said with a big smile on his face.

As the doors to his room closed, Wes tied the Twi’lek slave to his bed before he took off his clothes, leaving them in a pile next to his bed.

“Won’t be needing those, now will we?” he asked as he walked towards Alema. The young Twi’lek waited patiently as the young Sith made his way to her. Instead, Alema felt her pussy twitch and her juices leak out of her as she prepared for the pleasure she was about to receive.

“Of course not, master! I am here to please you in any way, shape, or form you request! That is what the Mistresses has taught me!” Alema said happily, content with her new role of pleasure giver and receiver.
“Good, then let’s get started!” Wes said as he grabbed the Twi’lek girl from behind her lekku and shoved her face into her groin. Alema opened her mouth as her face was thrust forward and happily accepted Wes’ dick into her mouth. She slobbered all over his cock, her tongue wrapped around the shaft and tickled the tip as the meat sword thrust in and out of her mouth. Drool fell out of Alema’s mouth every time Wes would thrust in and out of her face pussy. Wes thrusts harder and harder, face fucking the Twi’lek as roughly as he could. The moans that escaped her mouth let Wes know she enjoyed the rough fuck he was giving her.

“On the bed, now!” ordered Wes as he grabbed Alema by the shoulders and lifted her to her feet. Alema sensually turned herself around, making sure to show off her tight ass. She made sure that is swayed slightly as she crawled onto the bed. Her magenta ass just screamed at him to be slapped. Wes took a step back and then brought his hand down hard on her behind.

“AAAAAAAAH!” yelled Alema at the sudden pain on her rear end. “You naughty Sith! Getting a little ahea-” was all the Twi’lek could say before Wes jumped on top of her, forcing her body to the bed. Wes’ hand stroked her ass and pussy as his lips kissed her neck up to her ear.

“You alien slut. Just look at you. Your once blue skin is now a nice magenta color. Your path along the dark side is coming nicely. I can’t wait until I’m fucking a dark red ass instead of a magenta one,” Wes said as he put the tip of his dick into her wet and waiting hole.

“Mmmm. Yes! I’m a naughty little Jedi who is letting a big Sith dick fuck her tight little pussy. Fuck me real good! Fill me with your Dark Side seed!” Alema pleaded in a playful tone. Wes placed a hand on each side of her hips and thrust as hard as he could until he hilted inside the Twi’lek. She could only respond with a scream of surprise, pain, and pleasure as the multiple emotions mixed together.

“You like that, Jedi slut?” asked Wes as he thrust repeatedly into the wet snatch of his sworn enemy. “You like how a Sith is ravaging your pussy?! Making you feel pleasure no Jedi or Republic man could ever give you?!” he asked, basically yelling at her.

“OH YES! FUCK ME HARD! IT FEELS SOOOOOO GOOOOOD!” yelled Alema as she felt her pleasure rising. “MAKE ME YOUR PERSONAL JEDI SLUT! FILL ME TO THE BRIM WITH YOUR CUM! MAKE ME GIVE BIRTH TO FUTURE SITH LORDS!” continued Alema as Wes sped up even more after hearing her words.

“Ride me you whore!” Wes said as he fell back onto the bed while lifting Alema up with the Force so she was on top of him. Alema immediately began to hop up and down on his dick while making sure to grind when she got to the bottom, enhancing the pleasure for both partners. Wes grabbed her full C-Cup tits as they bounced along with her and thrust up every time Alema came down. The two moaned in pleasure as they both were getting close to cumming.