Capítulo 52: A Knight of Fun
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I don't know why… but she wanted to meet me in the Funhouse: Babayaga's Nal Hutta pleasure club. Supple smooth flesh jiggled on the stages of Babayaga's flesh club as fine quality young women smiled prettily and shook their bodies and more for credits. Every woman in the bar was naked or in a bikini. I watched as a purple togruta shook her large breasts on the center stage, pulling the string of her blue bikini as the drunken idiots surrounding the stage cheered and tossed the club currency at her while her top went flying into the crowd.
One of the patrons, an old man shook a fistful of the paper at her, her thong bottoms biting tightly into her flesh as she crawled towards him, licking her lips lovingly as he gently placed paper credits into the stings of her bottoms, pinning the money to her hips. He gripped her face and kissed her, the other patrons cheered as she turned away grinning and shaking her hips at him before returning to the pole. Shaking her flesh once more…
"Your drink sir." A bikini clad blue twi'lek with soft natural breasts: firm, round, struggling against her bikini top placed my drink on the table. My cybernetic limb gripped my glass and I easily downed it as she stood patiently beside me.
"How long have I been here?" I asked, my eye swiveling onto her.
"45 minutes sir…" she replied promptly, "…Would you like someone to occupy your time?" she asked, peddling her coworkers as easily as drinks.
I sighed angrily, ever since Tuuba was ruined financially (for now) that damn drugmaker has been tossing her weight around left and right, burning through money like the men and women in this bar. I wouldn't even be here if Babayaga didn't demand I talk to her…
I turned my head onto the blue twi'lek, watching her breasts, easily the size of my head, move up and down as she breathed. "Come back in ten minutes…" I mumbled annoyed, not with her but fucking Xalbaia… if she wasn't here by then I was pissing off. I could be in Goldie, or Moona, or Teeta or Violet…
"Work that tongue…" I heard someone hiss angrily nearby while the twi'lek walked away. A massive Dowutin male gripped the head of a ponytail mirialan in one hand and squeezed the ass of a human with the other. Watching intently as another mirialan with a mohawk danced on the table before him in a private booth… It was private, but my eye had all sorts of special features. Technically speaking his booth was hidden behind a curtain.
His dick was out, and he firmly held the ponytail Mirialan tightly to it. He had a cock most men would go under surgery for, but he was too big. He grunted angrily as the woman struggled to take his dick head into her mouth, but only managed to lick the tip. He'd be hard-pressed to find a woman in here who would take that. Contrary to how Babayaga treated her women, if they were broken after a rough night it still cost her money. So there was a certain amount of security in the knowledge that Babayga would protect you simply because it was more lucrative and profitable to do so.
As long as you didn't do something stupid…
A pair of gamorreans dragged a struggling cathar towards the curtained room lead by the manager. Her large supple tits jiggled as she struggled against and kicked the gamorreans. However upon seeing the Dowutin she suddenly began screaming but they covered her mouth. The mohawk Mirialan was shooed from the table by the manager as the gamorreans stripped the cathar down and strapped her face down on the table and tied her legs apart as she desperately struggled against the bindings…
"Mr Brumjor…" the manager said silkily, wrapping an arm around the mohawk mirialan and groping her breasts, perks of the position, "Lucky for you we have a girl who decided to steal from the owner…" the cathar began hissing in spitting only for the manager to rip of the mohawk girl's top and stuff it into her mouth. "Silence!" he hissed angrily, "You brought this on yourself!" before putting his hand back onto the mirialan girl and groping her.
Brumjor grabbed the human girl's head in his other hand and dragged her down to his cock, making her join the other girl in licking his length. "I can fuck this one?" he said with a sickening grin. The manager, apparently intent on watching sat on the couch, dragging the mohawk girl onto his lap where she instantly began giving him a lap dance.
"Yes sir…" he said groping the girl from behind, squeezing her breasts tightly as she emotionlessly kept moving. "Although you must try not to break this one too badly… she's worth a small Kolto bath… but only barely."
Brumjor got to his feet, tossing the girls aside and approaching the bound cathar who struggled fearfully as she felt his, far too big for her pussy, cock prod against her. His bulky hands gripped her hips as he began chuckling, "No promises…"
She screamed as he penetrated her, the mohawk girl looked away but the manager turned her head back to forcefully watch. The other two girls, clutched at each other, fearfully looking away as Brumjor took his fill of the screaming girl strapped to the table…
There was no pleasure for her at all… he was too big in comparison. He just used her without restraint, grunting and drooling as he went as deep as he could go. squeezing her body like a cock sleeve as he kept thrusting. The screaming was relentless as finally after what felt like an eternity he went as deep as he could go and fired, putting his whole weight onto her…
Honestly however he might as well just have cum on her, his seed spilled out of her like an overstuffed balloon, exploding onto the floor as his cock displaced it… the screaming stopped and he pulled out. Sighing contentedly as he sat back on the couch to view his work, grabbing his girls' heads again and dragging them back to his cock where they instantly began licking again; fueled on by fear of dissatisfying him.
"Damn good whore…" Brumjor chuckled darkly as the poor girl's pussy gaped open dripping with cum and maybe a small amount of blood. But I doubt it was because she was a virgin…
"Thank you for your service Mr Brumjor…" the manager smiled cruelly, "I'm sure she learned her lesson…" he glared at the mohawk mirialan and slapped her large fleshy breasts, she gasped and whimpered, "Get a good look Miseel, that's what happens to stupid sluts in here. Get her to kolto." He said angrily as the gamorreans dragged the docile cathar from the room.
"You don't mind if I discipline this girl do you sir?" he smiled smugly, slapping Miseel's breasts harder and harder as he shoved the clubs money into her bikini bottoms.
"Not at all…" Brumjor smiled lustily, pressing the girls tighter to his cock as they moaned against the rough treatment. "You gave me a rather rare treat after all…" he gripped his mirialan girl tightly by the hair and growled at her, "Use your tongue!" he hissed again, pressing her lips to his cockhead, "Or your next." It was an empty threat, there was no way he'd get away with another girl, but it had the desired effect.
Miseel began whimpering in pleasure as the manager stuck his cock into her, bouncing her intently on his lap as he abused her breasts. They were elastic, stretchy, and molded into his hands like bread dough. "Surrender to me Miseel…" he demanded, thoroughly enjoying himself as he fucked the girl. "tighten up or get strapped down." He suddenly gasped as her body obeyed through fear, tightening his grip on her breasts. "Yes!" he released inside her, coming to a stop as his seed dripped from her pussy.
The girls around Brumjor's length screamed as he shot a load unexpectedly into their mouths and faces, not nearly as much as he shot into the cathar but still a fair amount. Leading the girls like a pair of giant dolls he pressed their faces together as they instinctively cleaned his cum from their faces with their tongues. "Get that slut back on the table…" he demanded, licking his lips as he pulled the girls apart again and planted them to his cock once more. "I want those tits jiggling…"
The manager removed himself exhaustedly from Miseel, then slapped her tits hard again, making them shake as she whimpered in pain. "Get to work." He demanded, dragging her onto the table were once again, a little more miserably, she began to dance once more. Sitting back on the couch and watching her he grinned lecherously at Brumjor, "Sir. Might I borrow Cattili?"
Brumjor tossed the human girl away to the manager but keeping his eyes on Miseel, the manager shoved his cock almost immediately into Cattili's mouth. Also keeping his eyes on the jiggling flesh of Miseel.
"Sir?" my attention shot away from the scene, I frowned at the twi'lek girl who flinched under my gaze. But immediately I let it soften as I looked at her.
"Yes?" I asked calmly, trying to be as unthreatening as possible.
"...It's been ten minutes." She said hesitantly, my eyes wandered to a large digital clock over the main stage now occupied by an orange cathar with a very large and shapely buttocks, shaking it expertly as money was tossed onto her like rain drops. "…Would you like anything?"
I sniffed, just a little annoyed; I'd been here for an hour now and still no sign of her. "…Are there any other twi'leks working tonight?" I asked rather bluntly, deciding I might as well enjoy myself.
"There are a few sir…" she replied professionally.
"…Bring me one to room 4 upstairs…" I said, I knew this place like the back of my hand, both of them. I pulled a napkin from the dispenser and began writing on it. Just a few, firm words, and I folded it to hide the message. Handing it to her, "And take this to the private room over there and give it to you manager. If he gives you shit, tell him it's from Ozjin Knights…"
She frowned thoughtfully at my name but obeyed, heading towards the curtained-off room. I finished my drink and got to my feet, watching as the waitress entered the room looking hardly disgusted as she handed her manager my napkin.
Brumjor tried to grab her, and for a moment she looked terrified but the manager suddenly shot to his feet… I smiled. The manager desperately slapped Brumjor's hand away and began desperately whispering into his ear, showing him my note. Brumjor suddenly looked nervous as well, tossing his girl away as they began cleaning up… apparently they were done.
I sniffed annoyed again as I made my way upstairs. The bouncy booty cathar jiggling her ass inches away from some young idiot throwing his money away at her, letting the bills slid down her supple and oiled up body as she gave him a soft professional's smile. She bounced her flesh directly against his face, and his mind seemed intoxicated by her dancing.
Honestly why not just buy a woman if you were going to spend that much money. I entered number 4 of the VIP lounge, taking a chilled bottle of… fucking whatever it was, I didn't care. I easily uncorked it with my cybernetic hand and began drinking directly from the bottle. Where the fuck was Xalbaia? I didn't feel like spending my time watching high quality girls shame themselves. I mean I would, but I didn't feel like it.
However my attention was drawn to the door of my room as the blue skinned twi'lek led a red skinned one into the room. They both smiled at me. "Here you go sir, Yissel his happy to serve." Yissel wearing a blue bikini approached me, she had a soft fleshy rear and moderately sized breasts, unlike her blue skinned friend with breasts the size of my head.
She turned to leave. "Wait." I demanded suddenly and she paused to look at me. I pulled out a golden credit chip and tossed it onto the couch, "How much are you?" I asked flatly, my hand caressing Yissel's supple rear as I watched her intently.
She grinned and approached me, pulling the cups of her top aside and letting her massive breasts bounce free. "About that much sir…" she said teasingly, sitting on my other side and pressing her breasts to my arm. I reached around and groped her breasts as both their hands slipped onto my pants. Yissel suddenly looked nervous at feeling my size but the blue skinned girl suddenly looked impressed.
"Oh… you're so big Mr Knights…" the blue skinned girl said, Yissel suddenly looked at my face.
"Mayui what did you say? This is Knights?"
I rolled my eyes and pulled Yissel towards my face, she gasped but instinctively her mouth opened as her tongue tried to enter my mouth. I stroked my hand between her Lekku as she desperately kissed me.
"Yeah… he said his name was Ozjin Knights… scared the shit out of the manager and his thug friend with a note."
"As fun as it would be to hear you two praise me…" I said impatiently thrusting my hips against their hands, "…I'm in a bit of a bad mood… would you two mind helping me with that?"
Mayui was on her knees before me, unzipping my pants and releasing my rod, "Of course sir…" she chuckled, wrapping her amazing breasts around my cock and giving me a titjob. I relaxed in her embrace, sighing through my nose as she pinched her pert nipples and kept moving her breasts up and down, my cockhead pocking through just barely as she worked. I directed Yissel to it, where she immediately began giggling as she licked my cock head every time it appeared.
"You're so hard Mr knights…" Mayui purred, squeezing her doughy breasts together, "Has it been a while?"
I chuckled, I had a blowjob just this morning from Teeta and a spent a good chunk of the afternoon in Moona's tight supple ass… but I did like how attentive these girls were. "…Well it's been a while since I've been with breasts like yours." She smiled proudly at me and kept working, Yissel burying her face between her breasts and embracing my cockhead with her lips. I took their efforts for just a little longer… but I had been riled up.
I put my hand on the back of Yissel's head between her lekku, and firmly I shoved her down my cock. She moaned in surprise as Mayui pulled away as Yissel took me completely down her throat. A few good thrusts upwards and filled her… grunting my release as I slammed against her lips. Mayui watched in aroused fascination as her friend gagged and slopped on my cock, desperate to take all my seed. I held her firm, shaking her head slightly before finally, finished, I let her off as she gasped for air. Her lekku trembling as she shivered…
"Good job." I praised stroking my lubed cock back to hardness, "…Shall we continue?" Mayui watched amazed as my cock hardened before her, but pushing her bottoms aside she climbed onto me, slipping my cock inside her immediately.
"Oh yes…" she breathed as I stretched her, I rolled my eyes. Why do they always say that? Taking one of her nipples into my mouth I suckled on her breasts as she began bouncing, letting my hands guide her body up and down my length. Yissel, apparently trying hard to stay involved, began sucking on her other nipple, squeezing her breast with her hand. I let her ride me for awhile, perfectly content to not make an emotional connection with her. She was being paid for a service she performed very well, I was stressed and need relief…
And as I grabbed her hips and pushed her down on my cock, I fired deep inside her… filling her body with more of my seed. She shivered a little, but it wasn't mind blowing. Slipping out of her I looked at Yissel, "…Turn around…" I said firmly and she obeyed, sticking her red ass high in the air I approached her from behind.
I began probing her ass but she gasped and put her hand on my chest to stop me. "P-please sir… not there…" she begged nervously, I frowned… but if she didn't want to, that was fine. Lowering myself I thrust into her pussy, gripping her hips as I thrust rigorously inside her, feeling her tighten intensely on me as she moaned and screamed in pleasure. And as with Mayui I quickly rode her to my release, but unlike Mayui she came hard, clutching at the couch as I thrust deep inside her, releasing my seed again into her body.
She moaned as I filled her, I slapped her ass gently before pulling out; leaving her rest on the couch with her ass still in the air. Sighing contentedly, I sat back down. Mayui rubbing against me… "…Thank you for your time…" I said finally, relaxed once more as I drank my alcohol.
"Would you like anything else sir?" she asked with a pleasant smile.
"No. Thank you." I replied contentedly, "Please keep the change…" I said, reaching for the credits I offered her before and handing it directly to her. Adjusting her top and bottoms, although a noticeable wet spot was now on display, she helped Yissel to her feet and led her to the door, giving me a pleasant smile as she went.
After they were gone I frowned, drinking in frustration at being made to wait for Xalbaia. Suddenly however my arm began to buzz, I answered. "Yes?"
"Enjoy yourself?" came the voice of the woman in question.
"And you aren't here, why?" I asked angrily, subtly looking around the room for cameras.
"I didn't want anyone to think I was a girl for sale…" she said sarcastically, "I wanted to see you in your natural environment. Surrounded by beautiful women and screwing their brains out."
"…Force damn it, you're not using me as a test subject again are you?" I snarled, "I don't care how much money you can make Babayaga I will break you."
"Now now…" she replied cheerily, "Nothing like that. Just data collecting… I've been working on a new drug!" she said happily, "You'd like it; it's not so much for parties as-"
"I don't really care." I noted annoyed, finishing my drink and getting up.
"Ah come on!" she replied rather childishly, "You sure? Your girls will fucking love you…"
"They already love me." I replied firmly, "If you aren't here to talk Xalbaia then I'm going home." As I stepped out of my room, the bouncy booty cathar that had been on stage led the young man towards the room next to mine. Uninhibited by my watching she embraced the man and they kissed and they groped each other mercilessly. They were hardly in the room before they dropped to the floor he turned her impatiently over, making her raise her giant shaking ass into the air as he quickly pierced into her. Her flesh shook erotically as he desperately rode her to his release: Ignoring the fact that he left the door open.
"Give it me!" she whined, bouncing her big jiggling ass back against him. "Give me that virgin cock!"
"You fucking awesome!" he replied, happily slapping her ass hard, making his shake. "You're fucking worth every credit!"
"Yes! Hurt me! Make my ass shake baby!" she pleaded loudly, feeling his cock clumsily thrust inside her. "Fuck my big ass!"
"FUCK!!" he cried, slamming into her, she lay there and took it, letting the younger man fire his apparently virgin load into her.
"Mmmn… yeah baby, fill me with your virgin seed." She giggled, shaking her hips expertly, letting her ass bounce with practiced ease. "Get it all in there. You paid good money for me. USE it…" Feeling her flesh jiggle against him obviously riled him up, and he began thrusting again, she laughed in amazement as he fucked her like and animal; Riding her to completion as he clutched tightly to her erotic body.
"…Your handy work?" I grumbled annoyed as I shut the door to the sounds of a squealing cathar.
"No I'm pretty sure that was just horny teen. Anyway Knights if you don't want to be my guinea pig how about a job?"
"I don't like or work for you." I said simply, glancing at the stage as a human girl bounced up and down on the pole. No longer in the mood to be in the mood, I headed towards the exit where I was interrupted by the manager, rubbing his hands nervously together. "Mr Knights… h-how are we this evening?"
I glared at him and he shivered under my gaze, "…I'm done for the night thank you…" I replied cold and dangerous, then I whispered. "I don't care what she did…" the words slithered out venomously and he flinched, "Keep your friend's cock out of the girls… they don't belong to you, they belong to Babayaga…"
"O-of course… sir…" he said, realizing my insistence on the matter.
"Oh so noble." Xalbaia said teasingly, as I walked away "You want a job or not?"
"Fine, what is it?" I grumbled, making my way to my droid operated car and sitting in the back. "Home." I told the chauffeur and off we went.
"I want you to retrieve a device that Tuuba once had an interest in but then decided it was too much trouble." She said professionally.
"What is it?" I mumbled distractedly, annoyed at having to repeat myself and sending a message to Goldie to be in my bed when I arrived home.
"A sith holocron."
I stared at my arm for a moment as if I didn't hear her, then bluntly I said. "That's going to cost a lot of your money…" I said, "And I mean it Xalbaia, I want the credits to come from your account…"
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