You Might Have to Swallow Something Else, But... Offer Yourself

"Listen, there's no reason we can't all be friends here. And what's better than a little fun after a raid. Afterwards we all go our seperate ways, better for the experience. Everybody wins."

Tekka looks at you incredulously, and you shrug in return. This is part of the business. Sometimes you win and reap the rewards, othertimes...

Shokka laughs loudly "This one? This one I like!" Her men laugh loudly along with her. "I will be the first to have him. You play with the other." Her men exchange high fives and cheers. You wince at the 'first to have him' comment, but it's a bit late to back out now. Besides, you're pretty sure Tekka is about to get the worst of it, so it wouldn't do to start complaining now. The crowd of Weequay lift Tekka off her feet and haul her towards the last few standing farm buildings. Even the Weequay don't want to fuck in the Tattooine sun. Shokka raises her blaster, and motions for you to follow them.

"You can strip as you walk, bounty hunter. Save time." You nod meekly, stripping your coat and unfastening the buckles and snaps that keep your armor and clothing in place. You figure that as long as you are walking, you may as well make conversation.

"I still don't understand. Why are you willing to cross Jabba by raiding his farmers and stealing his tributes? Isn't he the big boss around here? Seems dangerous."

Shokka laughs. "You think you really work for Jabba? No! I think you work for Naraya. Much different. Naraya think she can squeeze and skim from Jabba. I am stealing from her. Maybe even make Jabba happy with me, when he finds her out."

At last the pieces are starting to slot together. Naraya has been skimming payments. Probably found out she was close to getting caught, so she's gearing up for a reprisal. Hence the sudden increase on water taxes; it may not be sustainable, but short term it lets her build up a fighting ****. Which includes you now, technically. What a mess. You shake your head and trudge on.

Once you are in the cool confines of the building, you let everything slide away and stand naked before her. Maybe not the strip show that Shokka had in mind, but you'll be damned if you burn to a crisp outside, or have to spend days emptying sand from inside your clothes.

You note that Tekka wasn't given the option of undressing herself. Her tank top and shorts lie crumpled and torn in the corner, and one of the Weequay sits in the corner sniffing deeply at her panties. He must have been one of the ones who couldn't get at Tekka fast enough, and claimed some small prize to tide himself over.

She sits on her knees now, grimacing as a Weequay thrusts his wrinkled dick at her face. It pokes into her cheeks, and he grabs her headdress to keep her mouth still. He barks a command you don't understand, but Tekka gets the hint and grudgingly opens her mouth. The Weequay thrusts roughly into her mouth, groaning loudly. Two others approach, stroking their erect cocks, and Tekka obediantly takes their ridged members on hand.

The Weequay appear to have argued and fought for their positions; besides the panty sniffer, two others are left dejectedly watching stroking themselves. One raider lies **** in the corner, apparently having argued a little to eagerly.

Tekka's in a rough spot, but you have problems of your own. The raider queen has roughly pushed you down to your own knees, and unfastened her pants. Her vagina gives off a strong scent, and you note with some idle curiosity that even the folds of her pussy appear ridged like the test of her skin. She grabs your hair and roughly pushes your face into her crotch. You find the ridges are actually semi hard, and rouh against your face. It's not comfortable, but she's urgently pulling you into her, so you begin licking and lapping at her folds aggressively. She's pleased with the result, moaning happily but not releasing any of her grip on your scalp.

A loud cry startles you, and you pull back in alarm; there's no danger, but the Weequay st Tekka's mouth has already hit his peak. Even under duress Tekka is as skilled as any Twi'lek at delivering pleasure. Tekka pulls her head back, spitting out his heavy spunk and leering mockingly at him. She still has a lot of fight in her, even now. Shokka is annoyed by the interruption, but before she pulls you back you see one of the waiting Weequay knock the spent raider out of the way, taking his place at Tekka's wet mouth.

You renew your efforts at Shokka's pussy, and note that her hard ridges soften slightly as she gets more aroused. By the time she's cumming thickly against your face, she's nearly as soft as any human girl. Nearly. Despite yourself, between the show pit on by Tekka and the aroused Weequay woman's pleasure you're pretty turned on.

Shokka sighs contentedly, so it catches you by surprise when she tosses you roughly to the ground. Before you can react she is on you, dropping her cunt down onto your member. You note that despite having just cum, her pussy is barely slick, leaving a rough, dry feeling as she sinks down onto you. It must be a Weequay thing, because it doesn't seem to slow her down at all. She's taking things entirely at her pace, grinding roughly down onto you, pinning you to the hard stone floor.

With Shokka preoccupied, you turn again to watch your Twi'lek companion just in time to watch her finish the three Weequay she is servicing at once. It is again the raider at her mouth that starts the action, pulling out and spraying his load across Tekka's blue skin. The sight triggers the Weequay in her hands; they explode simultaneously, sending thick cum criss-crossing across her cheeks and lekku. They slump away, but any reprieve Tekka may have earned is short lived.

The final two pirates roughly push her forward, onto her hands and knees. After some quick shoving and arguing, they take positions at either end of the blue skinned minx. The Weequay at her pussy thrusts in roughly. Tekka's shout of surprise provides the opening for the second to bury himself down her throat.

Meanwhile, Shokka continues to bounce on your cock. Even she seems enthralled by the show, however. "Your little whore is very good, yes? Maybe we see of she wants to come with us. You see strength of Weequay man! And cock! Cock is ridged for woman's pleasure!"

Judging by Tekka's face, you get the idea it isn't necessarily a comfortable feeling for non-Weequay females. You get some taste of that imminently, as the first raider to explode has snuck up on you on his knees, and that ridged cock is sliding at your cheek and lips. Your head whips around in shock. Apparently he's ready to go again, and just wants a warm hole to stick himself in.

You are spared when Shokka delivers are hard cuff to the back of his head. "I said he is mine! Fight with the others for the blue whore. You can have him when I'm done."

Shokka goes back to watching the show, bouncing on you harder and faster as she sees her men spitroasting your poor companion. The two of them lock eyes, grin stupidly, and pull out at the same time. Each Weequay cums as they exit her, jizz arcing up over her head and rump to spatter her up and down her back. The sight sends Shokka over, and her cunt squeezes vicelike as she cums hard, soaking your groin in her cum.

Shokka slides off of you, sauntering to a chair and reclinimg luxuriously. She waves good naturedly to her waiting crewman finally giving him the permission he desires. To the side, you see the rapacious Weequay advancing on you once more, and steel yourself for what's to come.

Suddenly, a scout who had begrudgingly accepted lookout duty starts screaming. You don't hear most of it, but you definately hear "Jabba" at least once. Even the most exhausted of the Weequay snaps to attention, running out for their bikes and speeding away.

Shokka hops into her own speeder, and smiles down cheekily. "You were right, there is nothing better than sex after raiding. Good luck with Jabba! Remember, we're all friends here!" With that, she speeds away with the last of the raiders.

You see a cloud of dust rapidly speeding towards you; you're too tired and Tekka is in no shape to do anything but wait for them to arrive. The two of you dress yourselves as best you can, before sitting with your arms raised as a convoy of speeders loaded down with a motley crew of rough customers arrives. They don't even let you stop and plead your case. Before you can talk, one of the gangster's guns flash blue, and everything goes dark.