Bab 121: The Canon Chronicles III: Ventress in Trouble
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The scream that pierced that ship echoed ever onward as Asajj Ventress, apprentice to count Dooku and arms bound tightly as she hung slightly from the ceiling shrieked in pain as electricity surged through her naked pale body. Her nerves shrieked, her muscles tightening, and strangely her nipples became erect as her mouth gaped and unleased another pain-filled cry.
Darth Salacious, utterly bored stood before her: shirtless, metal arm-less, and a little singed from the lightsaber fight with her earlier. Paced before her as if in deep contemplation. The blonde HRD standing quietly off to his side, carefully watching Ventress with her finger on the trigger of her rifle. Both of them wore very cross expressions. Ventress nervously twitched as he turned, his left arm now towards her as she knew what was coming and shrieked again as he casually sent a surge of force lightning into her body, her toes thrashing helplessly on the floor as they tried to gain footing. The lightning stopped once he turned on his heels and went back the other way…
"Kill me. And get it over with…" she said weakly. Spitting on him as his eyes went to hers for merely a moment and continued his pacing. But his lightning now came at sporadic intervals.
Suddenly he stopped pacing and turned towards the HRD. "#53. Find my mechanic." He said finally, waving his stump of a right arm at her, "He's had enough time."
The blonde marched quietly out of the room, the door shutting behind her with a hiss as he turned towards Ventress and approached, examining her face as she snapped angrily at him. Then he grabbed her left breast and fired a bolt of lightning into her. She screamed and twitched at his touch, then he pulled away, pinching her nipple before shocking her again. "D-Damn you!" she shrieked in pain, and suddenly pleasure as her legs curled beneath her, trying to hide her sudden wetness.
"Electro stimulant." He said pulling away as she trembled, her body twitching gently as she hung from the ceiling by her wrists like a side of beef in a meat locker, and considering how cold it was in the chambers it was probably close to it. He sighed turned and snapped his fingers as a communication console appeared, rising up from the room as he approached it. "Now that we got the foreplay out of the way let's get to the meat of things. Did you attack me on your own accord or did Dookie send you?"
She spat at him again and he nodded thoughtfully, "…I'm going to blame Dookie then." He began punching in the signal, "I am owed a new toy." He stood as imposingly as possible, he was still missing an arm. And Count Dooku's visage shimmered into view… his eyes flashed briefly at Asajj before eyeing Salacious with disdain.
"What do you want?" he said coolly as Salacious's red eyebrow rose slightly, then he turned and sent a bolt of lightning into Asajj. Dooku didn't flinch, but his eye twitched slightly in annoyance. "I do you a favor Dookie and you send your pet after me?"
Dooku visibly sneered at Salacious who merely turned back to Dooku and returned the snarl, "She broke one of my girls… and while they're emotionless, fake playthings. They're MY playthings. So if you want your pet back, you're going to reimburse me for her repairs." He pointed angrily at Dooku. "So until then. I'll just hold your pet as collateral… she'll be my replacement."
"Keep the failure." Dooku replied abruptly but decisively, Salacious shrugged. He knew he wasn't going to get anything out of Dooku without a fight. So he nodded sagely and gave Dooku a universal sign with his middle finger before signing off by pushing the button with it..
"That went as well as expected." He said flatly as the doors to the chambers opened. 53, with his arm, entered leading a tiny robed man, who was leading in the two Jedi, Shaak-Ti and Aayla Seccura, naked of course, and now leashed with thick collars attached to long leathery ropes that he held in one hand. They crawled indignantly on their hands and knees, they came to a stop and Aayla tried to stand up only for the robed man to press a button in his other hand. Aayla twitched as a loud hum came from behind her, she dropped to the floor, whimpering as she lifted her rear in the air, a cylindrical pink device protruding slightly from her asshole.
"Okay boss it's all finished!" the robbed man replied, chattering in JAWA of all things he gestured for 53 to attach the arm to Salacious. "All the special bits." He then walked behind a rather submissive Shaak-Ti and crudely caressed her naked red ass cheeks. Shaak-Ti shamefully bit her lower lips as she allowed it to happen, moaning softly as the Jawa's grope continued. "And judging from their reactions I'd say we'd got another hour before the aphrodisiac wears off. Should I tell the girls to head to the rendezvous?"
"Yes yes." Salacious replied as his arm whirled to life and he grinned satisfactorily.
"And… can I take one?" the Jawa asked excitedly, "You promised this time I'd get to play with one."
"I am a man of my word Rattletrap. Have your pick." Salacious said as 'Rattletrap eyed the Jedi women from behind, judging them like cattle.
"…I like this one's body…" he said annoyed, squeezing Aayla's ass as he twisted the dildos lodged inside her, making her hiss in pleasure and annoyance. "But this one reacts better…" he countered himself, caressing Shaak-Ti's ass again as she moaned erotically. "…What do you think boss?" he asked looking at Salacious.
"You disgust me. I might not care what happens to those deceitful Jedi but I wouldn't treat them like ARAGH!!!" screamed Asajj as lightning coursed through her again. Salacious ceased his torture and rubbed his chin thoughtfully… then with a smile, his hand slid down Shaak-Ti's 'leash' as the togruta looked nervously up at him. Trembling sexily.
"I think I'll like to spend a bit more time with the lovely Shaak-Ti. Finish your business Traps…" he added firmly, as Rattletrap handed Aayla's 'leash' to 53 and together they lead the beautiful blue twi'lek out of the chamber, the dildo's increasing in vibration as Aayla's panting and squealing rose above the noise.
Slowly a table rose up from the center of the room as Salacious pulled Shaak-Ti to her feet, almost kindly as he led the seemingly broken Shaak-Ti to the table. His free hand, his real one, slid down her toned stomach as he teased her lower lips, her legs becoming wet as she drizzled her own arousal onto them. He spread her pussy lips wide as he lay her on the table, tugging hard on the leash for her obedience as she did without resistance.
"A-ah… ah AHH…" Shaak-Ti cooed incoherently, her mouth opening and staring wide-eyed at the disgusted Asajj as her exotic alien body trembled at the young darth's touch, his tongue carefully running up the curve of her breasts as he took a nipple into his mouth and sucked, taking a gentle bit of her nipple and tugging as he kept up his fingers work. She screamed and writhed beneath him, her legs lashing desperately to close and open at the same time as her mind fought with her body. Asajj looked away from the sight, only to find her face twisted back to look at the sight as Salacious glared at her, literally forcing her to watch.
"A-mmmn…" Shaak-Ti whimpered as Salacious twisted her legs up, placing his hands behind her knees as he spread her legs apart and pointed at the ceiling. Her womanhood twitched almost impatiently as he climbed over her. She panted and gasped as she stared hypnotically into his Green, but red-tinged eyes as he gently pushed against her pussy. He grunted possessively as he slammed hard against her, burying his length into the beautiful Togruta as she squeaked nervously.
Her mind was returning, regardless of the fact that he had thoroughly dominated her body earlier that day she was quickly becoming competent again. "N-No… not so hard." She whimpered, as he adjusted himself by shaking his hip, carefully kissing her as she moaned into his mouth tasting him as he thoroughly began FUCKING her into the table. It was attached firmly to the floor, but with each steady thrust inside Shaak-Ti it shook from the forceful thrusts. Shaak-Ti's round fleshy rear bounced noisily on the table as the slaps of their hips echoed in Asajj's ears.
Salacious stopped kissing Shaak-Ti, and let her make some noise as she screamed an orgasm, her pussy squirting warm arousal around Salascious' relentless thrusting and lubricating the table. "Oh Force!" screamed Shaak-Ti, gazing wide-eyed again at Asajj as her body continued to bounce and shake from the assault. "Force!!"
Salacious planted his hands on her shoulders and pulled, she screamed as he roared his release, grunting in satisfaction as his balls pulsed thick cum into the Jedi. He rotated his hips again as if making sure he painted every inch of her insides before slowly pulling out.
"Aaah… Ohh…" Shaak-Ti moaned between pants as her hips rose up with him, dropping back to the table with a pop as Salacious stretched contentedly. Her legs dropped over the ends limply as she lay spread out on the table.
"Now that I'm going to miss…" he grunted happily, gently rubbing his metal arm on Shaak-Ti's sensitive pussy. She suddenly squeaked jerking up as she shook.
"N-No! No! please no more!" his hand was vibrating, she desperately clasped against his wrist, but she had been thoroughly drained of stamina, only dropping weakly back onto the table and climaxing again, shrieking in pleasure ass her pussy squirted on his metal limb.
"Rattletrap is a genius." Salacious laughed. "…Now if only he could get my girls to display some sort of emotion."
Asajj was silent as Shaak-Ti's eyes glazed over, still staring at her. Her chest rose and fell slowly, occasionally twitching as a residual surge of pleasure charged through her like force lightning bolts. Then Salacious approached her. She struggled briefly only to feel the shock of force lightning surge through her again. Admittedly, not as powerful as before.
"That's what I hate the most about you Separatists. Can't take a FUCKING JOKE." Salacious growled, walking around her as he stopped throwing lightning at her. "I do you a favor and you try to kill me…" he tsked at her as she looked defiantly over her shoulder at him, he seemed to be fidgeting with a table of tools… obviously torture devices.
"Now. You wrecked #34. That annoys me greatly." Salacious said ominously, taking something from the table. "…But to be fair it's for no other reason than you pissing me off." He grabbed the back of her head and forced her to face forward, and it was then she began to feel nervous. She normally held no fear… but the firm grip of the metal hand on her smooth head sent a cold shiver down her…
"Cold!" she shrieked angrily as some sort of liquid was squirted onto her back, her body twitched away only to be held firm as a steady stream of whatever it was chilled her skin. "What are you doing!?"
"Oiling you up." He said firmly, taking his real hand and running it along her naked back and onto her breasts.
"Stop!" she snarled at him but jumped as he sent a quick bolt through her body, the 'oil' making it surge through her more thoroughly… and she moaned.
"Ah… there we go." He said knowingly and squirted the obvious lubricant between her slender butt cheeks.
Asajj might not be well versed in such actions… but she knew when someone was going to attempt anal sex. "No!" she shouted defiantly, the electric pleasure deadened immediately at the face that she felt him lift and spread her legs. "Argh!!" she roared as he pierced her lubed hole, grunting in satisfaction as her virgin ass stretched to accommodate him. "Fuck it burns!" she roared angrily. "Argh!!" she roared as Salacious silently began to move inside her, her intense tightness taking all his focus.
"Would it surprise you to know." He said, talking loudly over her painal screams "That I don't really like anal? But my Master told me, just before she anally fucked my bullies raw, that it's an effective punishment…" his cock throbbed inside her as she continued to scream her eyes wide and her mouth constantly shrieking as the anal fucking ripped through her body. She gagged as his metal arm lashed around her neck and pulled. "…Shhhh…" he cooed dangerously… and tightened his grip as she gasped for air, unintentionally tightening around him as he sped up… and finished.
Asajj began to choke as he grunted his release. Thick darkside seed rushed into her virgin bowls as he ripped out of her. leaving her twitching and trembling as she coughed and splatted, seed and mucus splattering onto the floor from both ends… leaving her hanging limp and dripping he sat next to Shaak-Ti's head, almost affectionately stroking her lekku as Shaak-Ti went still, like a cautious pet attentive of her master who might lash out.
"Ah… I miss my grandmother." He said fondly, remembering her darkside lessons well as he viewed his work. "…But I think I've broken my new toy." He chuckled ominously as Rattletrap's voice rose over the ship com.
"Okay Boss. I'm all done… with both things." He added with a self-satisfied chuckle. "All the data and measurements have been stored and everything is starting up."
"Good. Then we're done." He replied, almost gently, pulling a whimpering Shaak-Ti to his lap, lifting and spreading her legs as he lowered her onto his stiffening cock. "Speed up the arrival." He added pulling Shaak-Ti down as she whimpered, feeling him stretch her pleasurably once more.
"…Do… you want the twi'lek or can I still play with her?"
"…Bring her up." Salacious said firmly as a soft whimpering, 'Aw' rattled through the com.
The two Jedi twitched and trembled under their robes as Salacious stood on a foreign planet, a large sandy thing, not tattooine or Jaaku, but some tiny ball of dust barely bigger than a moon. His eyes lazily wandered the sky for… something. He had returned their clothes, and some semblance of their dignity but the aphrodisiac had finally worn off. Not that he told them that the effects will still be latent in their systems for a long time… he'll leave that as an inevitable surprise. Just like his contacts.
"We won't forget this." Aayla said firmly, standing a little straighter and eyeing her guards.
"I hope not." Salacious replied with a smile, "I do after all intend to see you again… and again." He grinned dangerously at her. "You're welcome to bring friends as well… I had my eye on one… what was her name again? Adi Gallia? I'd love to have a few rounds with her too…"
"You are a Shutta!" Aayla said firmly, shrieking curses at him in Ryl. Unaware that he knew exactly what she was saying.
"How did jawa cum taste?" he asked casually, it stopped her only for a moment before she turned red with fury and had to be restrained. The girls had been ordered to keep them contained but not hurt, he needed them intact after all.
Aayla finally stopped screaming once she heard the sound of a schuttle approaching, Salacious snorted as the republic vessel landed not too far away. Immediately a collection of troopers and two male Jedi approached him.
"Commander Cody hold your fire…" came the dulcet tones of General Obi-One Kenobi as his apprentice and friend Anakin Skywalker kept his black gloved hand on his lightsaber.
"Obi-One Kenobi." Salacious smiled, but the Jedi master didn't return the smile as the two dozen troopers surrounded them. Holding their fire but fingers on the trigger. "As promised. Two returned Jedi." He jerked his fingers to his girls and the female Jedi were released.
Confused and unsure they slowly approached the other two Jedi. Three troops immediately broke ranks and took the two Jedi toward the shuttle. Anakin glared daggers at the Darth, and opened his mouth but Salacious raised his metal hand.
"And… as a show of good faith." He snapped his fingers and the bound and gagged Asajj ventress was tossed from the ship, landing in front of Obi-One and Anakin who stared at her in shock. "Free of charge." He smiled.
"…What do you get out of this?" Obi-One asked as Anakin's temper began to flair in annoyance. "We know you captured them on Dooku's orders. We also know your reputation… so why?"
Salacious stared at the tentative Jedi as Anakin's grip tightened on his lightsaber, obviously, he promised Obi-One he wouldn't engage in 'aggressive negotiations'. He laughed, "Because it amused me…" he said as if it was obvious. "The whole damn galaxy is in chaos… I just decided to have a little fun on the way."
"You're a monster." Anakin scowled.
Salacious met his eyes, "Hello kettle." He said simply "And hey! You're wearing black!". Anakin gnashed his teeth together at the words. "…You want to go Skywalker?" Salacious said, much more serious now as he took his saber from his waist, but didn't activate it. "…Come on 'peacekeeper'… try." He dared him as his small collection of Girls, there were only half a dozen but armed with shields, raised their weapons and readied themselves.
"…Anakin." Obi-one said firmly, grabbing his student/friends arm and restraining him. "Not here." He said firmly.
"Pleasure doing business Kenobi." Salacious replied smiling, dropping his guard as they slowly drew back. "See you soon. Tell the girls I'll miss them!"
The jedi left. He stood there waving as if he was an old friend before returning to the ship to head to Rattletrap's lab. The Jawa hummed to himself as he continued working on a fresh droid; the HRD sythskin applying a familiar blue tinge. "You good to go?" Salacious asked as his brilliant mechanic lifted an HRD head that looked attached with suspiciously similar to a certain Twi'lek's lekku.
"Yep!" he replied happily, giving the blue breasts of the HRD a squeeze as the sythskin was attached. "#54 is almost done and #55 will be ready soon enough!" Salacious gently clapped Rattletrap's shoulder with his real hand and approached the vid-com.
A hooded figure appeared, a slender blue chin appearing on screen as ruby red lips twisted into a smile. "Salacious." She smiled.
"…Why are you wearing the hood I know it's you." Salacious replied as his grandmother and Dark Master lowered the hood.
"I was trying it out." She replied simply, "What do you think?"
"…I like it." He replied with a shrug, "But you know. I already know it was you…"
"Yes…" she said in a very good impersonation of Darth Sidious. "But as I taught you, appearances are everything…" she said darkly, "Have the Jedi been returned?"
"Yes."
"Did you give them the apprentice?"
"And slipped her lightsabers somewhere uncomfortable, but still accessible for her eventual escape." Salacious added as his Master smirked with a childish chuckle.
"…You shoved them up into her?" she grinned
"Pussy and Ass." He confirmed.
"That's my boy." He nodded in thanks and she continued, "Then soon my plan shall be complete! And I! Not Sidious, will rule the burning remains of the republic!" she declared firmly as Rattletrap cheerfully clapped over my shoulder. "… Too much?"
"No, it was good." Salacious replied with an approving nod. "So." He added with a grin, "…Who do I get to play with next?"
"…How do you feel about angering Skywalker?" Darth Malisis asked casually.
"I hope I get to do it with my lightsaber in one hand-" He flexed his real fingers, "-And his in the other." Salacious added, flexing his anti-lightsaber limb. Already imagining the look on Skywalker's face once he got a literal hold on his iconic saber. "Why?"
Malisis smiled, "A pair of Padawans have been given a little extra responsibility… a certain Barriss Offee and Ashoka Tano."
"And I didn't get you anything for your birthday." Salacious smiled lustily. "…What would you like? Flowers? A republic cruiser? A planet?"
Malisis seemed to lean back in a crude throne as she studied her most favored student. "How about all three?" she smiled fondly.
"Done." Salacious said, completely serious.
End of Chapter
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