章 107: Check-In Day
I don't own star wars.
"Ah OH!!" the blue-skinned twi'lek groaned beneath me as I slammed her hard against the wall, her sweet jiggling ass bouncing against me as I thrust deep into her wet pussy. Still dressed as a maid, her skirt hid our rutting as her panties, pulled down to her thighs caught her dripping arousal. I was almost done with her review, and I had a lot of other 'agents' to see today.
Sticking my middle finger up her tight green asshole she squealed against the wall as her pussy tightened around me, shrieking in huttese as I grabbed her soft ass cheeks and finished up. "Inside! Inside!" she moaned desperately, she had already cleaned the hallway earlier and it would be cruel to make a mess. I pinned the maid to the wall as my thick blue cock throbbed deep inside her, firing balls deep toward her womb. I tugged her lekku as she panted for breath, her pussy milking me dry as I relaxed, making sure not a drop escaped her tight well-trained insides. I groped and molded her breasts in my hands, thrusting a couple more times inside her just to make sure as she trembled slightly, she had come a long way from the streetwalker she was in the slums.
Completely finished, I carefully pulled out of her. Wiping myself on her bare ass as I pulled up her panties up, squeezing her soft flesh. "Alright. What are you going to do?" I whispered as she moaned contentedly.
"Continue to seduce the young master and get him to spy on his father…" she moaned softly in huttese, looking at me nervously. "And you'll protect me if it goes wrong? And my family?"
"I am if nothing else a man of my word." I said, putting my anal probing finger to her soft lips as she carefully suckled it. I had trained her well, feeling her skilled tongue carefully clean it. As well as remembering to relocate her brother and sisters in the slums to somewhere more manageable, and hygienic. "Keep me informed, and remember when I say seduce, I mean it…"
She blushed heavily, "But… he's younger than me… he's barely out of the academy." She gasped, feeling my hand on her ass, moaning softly as I built up her arousal.
"And older woman can control a younger man easily… I've seen the way he looks at you." I stroked her lekku, "There are so many more benefits to being the mistress of an Imperial noble…" I rubbed her soaking wet, overstuffed pussy through her panties as she fidgeted. "All you got to do, is what you do best." I gave her rear a final smack, leaving her panting quietly on the wall. "When he comes home take your underwear off and clean his room, trust me he'll do all the work." I donned the repairman hat I was wearing and zipped up my jumpsuit, picking up the toolbox I had left at the door when I accepted her 'report' "See you in a month, inform me if you need help."
She nodded slowly as I shut the door behind me, walking a few houses down towards the large delivery truck with 'Dromund Kaas Home Repair' plastered on the side. Slipping into the cab with the tinted windows Haley turned to me, dressed in an identical jumpsuit but with an imperial cap.
"Any problems sir?" she asked casually driving away as I marked her off the check list.
"The usual reservations. But she doesn't realize how much control she has in that household by just walking around in stockings." I smiled with a faint fondness, "I do love Check in day… who's next?"
"Rebecca Tartan." Haley said professionally and I openly grinned.
"Ah the lovely Mrs. Tartan. Did she have anything to report?"
"Not particularly." Haley replied, and I eyed her curiously. Then why were we visiting? Ah well. It was no matter. My 'Check ins' as I called them were more along the lines of verbal confirmation… and some were simply 'booty calls'. Ms. Sena in the last house was a mixture of both, the noble there has had some very interesting credit reports that didn't quite add up. Very minor to some, but I had some thoughts on it considering he used to support Altora Kane, he might have gotten some embezzling ideas.
"We're fairly early for that…Pull up into this alleyway would you Haley?" I said, as she obeyed immediately, and she parked, I unzipped my suit and reached up to grab her head. She had a brief moment of shock, but her mouth opened obediently and took my length to the root, moaning and humming around my cock as I moved her head up and down…
This was actually just for me.
Taking my other hand and resting it on her head I reached over to her soft moldable ass and squeezed, letting her work. Honestly? Sometimes I just needed a taste of Haley to get through the day. And a visit to Rebecca Tartan was going to be exhausting… physically. I moved Haley's skilled mouth up and down my length, stroking her blonde hair and ass as she gagged and slurped for my enjoyment. I shifted my attention fully to her head, petting her, caressing her cheeks, stroking her long blonde braid.
I made love to her mouth as she thoroughly pleased me with it, her tongue prodding free of her lips on my shaft to lap away at my length, letting her saliva cool on the surface as the A/C of the cab froze it against my skin. I wrapped my arms around her head, instinctively thrusting into her warmth as she coughed and gagged around my shaft, lovingly taking me down her throat as her tongue licked at my balls. They quivered happily at her attention, eager to reward her for her work as her tongue went back into her mouth and she slurped noisily, her lips forming a vacuum seal around me as she sucked out the seed from my balls.
I wanted to fill her mouth today, not just her stomach. "Look at me Haley." I said, and her big beautiful blue eyes opened to look at me as I pulled her up my throbbing length until only my cockhead remained between her skilled lips… and I released. Roaring in support of her care as her cheeks bulged and she continued to look at me. Just the smallest trace of loving devotion in her stare of disapproval. I stroked her hair as I came down, "…Show me." I ordered, and she pulled off with a pop, opening her mouth to reveal the thick white cream she cajoled from my balls. Then, sexily, her pink tongue moved in and out of the sea of white as she swirled it in her mouth, tasting it, painting the insides of her cheeks with it as I gazed deep into the hypnotic sight.
"Swallow it." I ordered and her mouth closed, gazing into my eyes with her own she gulped. Then opened her mouth again, clean and empty as she stuck out her tongue.
"Ah…" she moaned, adding that in on her own. I pinched her tongue between my fingers and rubbed it gently, letting my hand move back to her ass to rub it. Then I put my hand back on her head, pulling it onto my lap and letting my cock brush against her lips.
'Excellent as always Haley." I said, feeling her breath on my length as she inhaled my scent. "I don't know what I'd do without you."
"Your maid probably." She noted, getting me to chuckle. She wasn't wrong, I'd probably had taken Ms. Sena into my home instead of employing her as a mistress to a noble's son. I moaned contentedly as Haley absently licked my flaccid length.
"Not to eagerly Haley." I said with air of professionalism, "I still need to interview Rebecca."
"And the Sergeant." She noted, my cock throbbing against her lips, "…And the Imperial Cipher 2." My cock hardened fully against her face as she blinked at it uncertainly."
"You've just arranged all the fun ones today haven't you?" I noted, lifting her carefully back into the driver's position, "Well we best not keep the general's wife waiting."
We arrived at the Tartan's 'summer' home. So far removed from the other local residences I don't know why I kept up the pretense of a repairman. But nonetheless, I approached the front door and rang the bell. Waiting for someone to answer.
The beautiful Rebecca Tartan, short cut black hair and voluptuous body opened the door, giving me a faint smile in a very familiar coat. "Please come in." she said mechanically, shutting the door behind me. "I feel like I'm in a holo-girl vid…" she said, giggling slightly like a schoolgirl.
"Yes well… better that than a spy serial." I said thoughtfully. "Now. What do you have for me?"
"Other than the obvious?" she asked, opening her coat to reveal black lingerie, garters and stockings. Baring her supple body for my approval. "…My husband…" she said with a slight twinge to the word, "Has been patrolling the areas you asked for more thoroughly and has found nothing… but he has located a small Phrik mine owned by some weequay thugs…"
I filled that thought away for later. I still haven't found them. But Rebecca's positioning already paid off, if I hadn't blackmailed her husband he would've probably mined the Phrik on his own and sold it off for a tidy personal profit.
"Excellent work Rebecca." I noted, "…Now I suppose you'd like some sort of reward? What would you have in mind?"
She let the coat drop to the ground, "… It's just us in the house." She said seductively, "…I was thinking you could make a repeat of my… 'job interview'?" she added with a smile.
My length was already out of my suit as she stared hypnotized at it, my thick meaty organ already hardening at the thought of ravaging her insides. "Come say hello." I said as she dropped to her knees before me, quickly stroking me to a complete erection, gazing lovingly up at me and my cock.
"You're so much bigger than my husband…" she purred, her thick lips brushing against my length. I didn't reply, simply placed a hand on her short cut hair and pulled her down my length silencing her. I had two other girls to meet today and I had no interest in prolonging the inevitable. The orgasm maybe, but not the inevitable.
She slurped noisily up and down my length, her lipstick smearing a red stain on my blue skin as her hands lowered to her full breasts and squeeze, her eyes closing in bliss as she worked her mouth like a professional… if she wasn't married I'd recommend her for a Cipher 2 position.
Cipher 2 was filled by multiple agents divided into galactic sectors. There were multiple numbers of all agents depending on location, but Cipher 2 was a deep cover position filled by very well trained and skilled men and woman well versed in physical pleasure. It was fascinating how much people would reveal to a person paid to share your bed. 'Imperial Rose' offered another deep cover failsafe to people like General Tartan. Of course, not many people KNEW that the famed entertainer of imperials was an agent… but that was the point. We also had Cipher 2's for the republic and hutt space, but by a different name of course.
…In fact, now that I thought about it, the only agent to have a distinct number was Cipher One. There was only ever one Cipher One, the personal agent to the emperor. I needed to arrange a meeting with him as well… perhaps he would have some ideas.
But I'm getting off-topic and I have more important things to pay attention to.
"Gelrrp!!!" Rebecca gargled as I pulled her fully down my length, stretching her throat as I broke out of my train of thought and planted me rod deep into her throat, feeling her nose inhale my pubic hair as she struggled for breath. I stood over her, as she gazed up at me squeezing her breasts. I thrust down, again, and again into her throat as she slobbered all over me like a hungry dog. Saliva and mucus flowed past her lips to drip down her body.
"Orally pleasuring a man blackmailing your husband?" I said mockingly as she moaned desperately around my length, "Quite the Imperial." I said coolly, I planted my cock as deep as I could into her mouth, releasing my seed into her gullet with hardly a word, groaning my pleasure as she gulped down my load, only spilling a little out the side of her mouth as it roped down to her breasts. I pulled it immediately out of her mouth as she sat there gasping for breath. Her eyes quivered desperately, silently begging for more…
I pulled her forward, she grunted as her breasts pressed against the carpeted floor and she stuck her wide childbearing hips instinctively up into her air as I walked around her, ripping away her black underwear to view her dripping wet arousal. I smacked her ass with both hands, spreading her cheeks apart as I aimed my length at her pussy. Rubbing the head against her folds as she wagged her ass like a dog in heat.
"Ooh… give me that thick alien cock…" she begged. I slapped her rear harder as she whined, "Oh!" she trembled as I molded her ass in my hands.
"I do believe…" I said, slightly offended, "That the word you are looking for is SUPERIOR." I scolded, slamming deep into her suddenly as she gasped in delight. "As I am in so many ways." I said firmly, thrusting deep into her married pussy as she squirmed at my rapid violent assault on her body, resting my hands on her shoulders as I pinned her to the floor and dominated her body.
"Y-yes!" she squealed, I reached into her short hair and yanked what I could painfully as she tightened up, "Oh god!"
"'Yes' what?" I snarled, slamming into her uptight 'noble' pussy. "'Yes' what? You fucking cumrag?"
"Yes SIR!" she squealed obediently as her body showed its approval of my fucking by tightening immensely and having a deep throbbing orgasm. "Oh Emperor it feels so good!" I grabbed her arms and pulled them back, her breasts swinging in the air as I push deep inside her, pushing her forward and pulling her back as I made her body shake in more ways than one. I just kept up the pace, making her bounce on me as I rode her again and again to her delight, her screams of pleasure echoing in the empty house as my cock throbbed eagerly to release inside her.
"Oh god I'm cumming!" she shrieked, suddenly, "Oh god! Oh god!" she writhed and struggled, it was going to be a big one. I might as well finish up. Yanking her back particularly hard to keep her on task I roared my imminent release. "Inside me! Cum inside my noble pussy you alien bastard!" she squealed uncontrollably. She suddenly gasped as I wrapped an arm around her neck and pulled her upright, she cringed as she struggled for air as I rammed away at her 'noble' pussy.
"Don't make me laugh." I snarled angrily in her ear as her eyes widened nervously, "You're just a common whore at this point." I slammed into her pussy, releasing my seed into her as she continued to struggle. I slapped her ass, again and again as she finally came from the pleasure and pain, her pussy stroking me for all its worth, milking out my cum. I pulled out of her quivering pussy and shoved her away with my foot, sending her leaking body to the floor as I stood up. Shooting the rest onto her body callously.
"We're done here Rebecca, I'll call you for a report later." I said briskly, leaving her body trembling in orgasm and reeking of seed as I left.
Bloody Nobles… Ms. Sena felt better… Perhaps the problem was her husband wasn't around to hear her in the throes of passion. I'll test the theory next time.
I entered the delivery truck. "Next." I said bluntly as Haley took off towards the imperial academy.
Sergeant Thrat was a Dromund Kaas born Chiss and one of the few non-human imperial instructors at the academy. Didn't mean she was any less feared. Once, and this is completely true I was there. She shot a recruit who decided he was too good to take orders from an 'alien slut' like her. Dumbass did it right to her face…
She was tall, muscular, and curvy like Haley. In fact, with the exception of a deep azure blue skin color and thick blue hair tied in a ponytail, I'd say she was the Chiss answer to Haley. What was it about Dromund Kaas women? Must be something in the water.
She looked up as I entered her office, her dark red eyes narrowing on me immediately. "Watcher." She noted briskly, dismissing me almost casually as she viewed the documents on her desk.
"Sergeant," I replied calmly, it wasn't personal she was just no-nonsense. She had always been like that since I was one of her students. Granted not for very long thanks to my, quite frankly, superior abilities.
She pushed a document toward me and crossed her arms. "Do you know what C.R.O.W.s are?" she asked me curiously.
"Cybernetically Retrofitted Organic Weapons." I noted with a frown, "But I heard they were deemed to… I hesitate to use the word 'radical' more like inefficient."
"Regardless we had them, a handful in deep storage from our attempts with Kamino. My plants tell me they're gone." She said flatly.
"…Define 'gone'?" I said curiously, actually amazed. "Things like those would've been under lock and key."
"They were. Under a dead sith named Toxitus' keys. You heard of him?"
"Altora Kane's pet sith, yes I know the stories, but he's been dead for years, why now?" I asked thoughtfully, of course I knew the damn reason, I suppose the real question is how. Toxitus's former apprentice Kaath-Tyi was serving Malisis and neither of them had any interest in C.R.O.W.s
"We've had plants of our own in the ranks…" she spat annoyed. "People who knew our protocols and patterns. I've dealt with most of them." I frowned I was annoyed: it was all a classic and basic error.
I glared at her, "Anyone with deep connections to Altora Kane must be watched. Thoroughly. I suggest you recruit a few of your best students to do so."
Sergeant Thrat's ruby-red eyes narrowed, "And how do you expect me to do that? I'm not a damn spy Orin." She said, I flinched, she of course knew my name from when I was a student of hers. She was lucky she was my favorite instructor it was an incredible breach of protocol.
"Well Sergeant." I said professionally, "…Speaking from experience, your recruits tend to 'stand at attention' for more than one reason when you speak to them."
She snorted foully, "…You want me to seduce them? Are you fucking stupid?"
"I want you to make them THINK you're seducing them." I said, "You're quite the exotic creature. But if you're not comfortable, or capable, of that I'm sure you'll find a way."
She shook her head, "You haven't changed a bit boy…" she grumbled, I rolled my eyes and left. I was hardly younger than her!
"Alright." I said finally, "And where is Cipher 2 going to meet us?" I asked getting into the cab.
"She couldn't make it. So a private holo-chat was set up back at your office." She replied casually, heading towards the center of the city.
An hour later I dropped into my chair and sighed as I booted up the various programs and failsafes.
"Its about time baby… I've been waiting forever." A milk-chocolate skin-colored Zabrak female smiled at me in a very loose-fitting blue bathrobe. "I managed to squeeze one in with my boytoy…" she laughed.
"Anything to report?" I asked, getting right to the matter. "And don't call me baby, Rose, I'm not a client." She rolled her eyes, it ashamed me to admit that technically she outranked me. But only technically.
"…My boytoy's father has nothing to do with Altora…" she noted softly, "And out of the five Imperials he introduced me to only one had a vague connection." She rolled her eyes, "…It's like she's a ghost. We've found the traces but they all seemed to vanish. The trails lead to half a dozen low-level gangsters spread out all over huttspace and the rims of Republic and Imperial territory… I can't find anything, concrete Watcher."
I sighed annoyed, rubbing my forehead. "I should reassign you. Maybe we'll have better luck in deeper imperial space."
"Oh don't you dare." She said grinning, "I quite like being a 'kept woman' besides I still find all the right knobs to twist…' her infectious smile broadened, "Anyway. That's all I got Watcher." She paused, and her eyes narrowed, "Got to go. Boytoy's coming." She smiled, "He's got at least three more in him… signing off." She said turning off the screen.
Haley stood just in the entrance of my doorway, watching me intently. I looked up at her, "…What do C.R.O.Ws, gangsters, and a disgraced Moff have in common?"
"Nothing good." She noted, "Especially since Tolara will want a report on the matter… there has been no progress, no improvement, no remission…"
"…Maybe I should have a talk with our number one agent on the matter." I said, pulling out a very special com and typing.
'Please tell me you have something for me?'
There was a long, long silence, then.
'NOT NOW I'M WATCHING THE FIGHT!" then the words vanished appeared and vanished on the screen.
'What are you talking about?'
'SERIOUSLY DO YOU KNOW HOW RARE IT IS FOR THEM TO BE ON THE SAME PLANET? LET ME ENJOY MYSELF."
'What fight?!'
Then she gave me a channel number, republic space out in the boonies… I frowned. What? I dialed in the channel on my screen. I of course had access to such things as Haley walked around to join me as an image of a rather fit, and very familiar red-headed young man decked a burly mirialan male in the face with a boxing gloved fist.
'Is that Roland?!' I blinked at the screen as the tide quickly turned and the Mirialan male began pummeling him. "…I feel an odd sense of foreboding."
'GO ROLAND GO!' cheered my com, as Roland began dominating again with a rather skilled counter as I pulled Haley onto my lap to watch the fight.
"…Moff Tolara isn't going to like this." She noted, and inwardly I agreed as she pulled out my hidden snacks as we watched my 'cousin' fight an obvious profession boxer.
It's cousin right? Or is he my nephew? Am I his nephew? I don't know, our family was odd sometimes…
"It's either watch this or I put you over my desk to make an heir to my family line." I said bluntly, knowing her answer. Honestly, at the rate Roland was going I imagine I'll need one sooner than later as his aunt would put a blaster bolt in my face. "Either way I intended to enjoy the rest of my evening."
She chewed silently on her food, "…Who said we can't do both?" she noted mysteriously as my hand slinked down into her pants, rubbing her wet crotch as she spread her legs on my lap, leaning back against me as we watched. Keeping her thoroughly in the mood for later.
…Not a bad ending to the day actually…
End of Chapter
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