Chapter 108: Zeltros
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Chapter 108: Zeltros
- The Moon Athuma - Zeltros System -
- 240 Days into the Hutt Crusade -
Padmé wasn’t sure if she wanted to whimper or scream. Of course, she wanted to furiously masturbate far more than either of those things, but that wasn’t in the cards until they got back to their quarters. After that, she might initiate things with Sabé instead of the other way around for once, if her handmaiden wasn’t fast enough. At the moment, she was even horny enough to debate trying to pull her other handmaidens into it. Possibly at least Eiraté? Just to spice things up? Well, that and to keep herself from finding a collar and leash, showing up at Izuku and Aayla’s quarters naked, and…
No! Focus!
Despite the Zeltrons, don’t give into the horny! Stay strong, Padmé!
Doing her best not to take a deep breath for calm, in order to not subject herself to more Zeltron pheromones than necessary, she did her best to focus on the ongoing talks between the League and the Locals. She hadn’t actually expected to stop at Athuma. None of them had, as it hadn’t been on the original loose itinerary. Yet, as they’d approached the Zel system, the government of Zeltros had sent a surprise invitation. As they had several days yet before they were due on Onderon, it hadn’t been a problem to stop, and the Zeltrons had been pleased to host them on Athuma.
The fact they were on the moon of Zeltros, where the military and government facilities were kept in order to keep out of reach of the mass party that was the planet itself, was fantastic. If she’d been exposed to the far more concentrated telepathy and pheromones down on the planet, she was fairly sure her will would have crumbled and she’d have been dancing on tables. Or, more likely, trying to give Izuku a lap dance.
Possibly more.
Almost certainly with her tits out.
No! Stop the horny thoughts! Focus!
Even as it was, the Zeltrons liked Izuku and Aayla, which was the problem. It hadn’t occurred to anyone, so far as Padmé knew, but apparently the Shattered Shackle had possessed extremely good contacts with the Zeltrons. Which made sense, in retrospect, as Zeltrons that traveled the galaxy were often targeted by slavers. Just as naturally attractive as Twi’leks, but with the ability to make everyone else around them feel good? Yeah, it wasn’t a shock that the species were targeted, even if it took careful handling to make proper ‘use’ of a Zeltron slave. Abusing them just made everyone around them miserable, instead of giving them good vibes, which made them trickier to traffic. ‘Discerning’ slave owners, however, often wanted one that they would carefully ply with drugs, alcohol, and sex so that they were stuck in a constant pleasure loop that fed into everyone around them.
It was a lesser known, but effective, tactic…and Zeltrons had a passionate hatred for slavers as a result.
Unfortunately, the fact that the locals were all effusively happy about hosting the League meant that, even here on Athuma, enough of them were radiating ‘feel good’ vibes that it was a struggle not to be constantly giddy. The fact that Izuku, Aayla, Shaak Ti and Zavra were all extremely attractive, which had the happy locals lusting after them and filling the telepathic space with said lust, did not help at all.
Somehow, and Padmé was more than willing to scream ‘Hax Force Bullshit!’, Izuku and Aayla seemed to be only minimally impacted so far. Zavra was clearly not even trying to resist, but lived in such a constant party mood herself that she fit right in with the locals, much to their delight. She was somehow living it up, while still in control of herself, and Padmé was very jealous of that ability as she and her handmaidens did their best not to embarrass themselves.
The fact that the locals actually had legitimate trade interests to bring to the League only made it worse, since it was drawing out the discussion/party. The Zeltrons were very interested in the League repurposing old Hutt facilities to make dozens of ‘recreational spice’ types that were quite legal on Zeltros. Not only were they, as a species, extremely resistant to addictions, but they were also intelligent enough to focus on long-term healthy use of recreational drugs. The collective goal of their people was to be productively happy, not to fall into the cycle of desperation that came with some types of hard drugs. As such, they produced bulk amounts of safe recreational drugs and alcohols. Ones designed both for themselves and visitors to the planet.
The only reason they hadn’t cornered half the galactic spice market was because they used almost everything they made. The whole planet-wide-continuous-party thing worked against their ability to produce enough of their own products to export. Which, of course, was where the League came in. Many, many, Hutt facilities meant for processing spice had been seized by the League of Free Stars and were largely sitting untouched. The League was in the process of converting some of them to produce medicinal spice. Ryll from Ryloth, for example, actually had quite a few extremely valuable medicinal uses. Yet, there was only so much supply for them to turn towards that sort of thing.
The Zeltrons, on the other hand, had formulations of various types of spice that could be sourced from materials found all across the galaxy. Heck, some of them used the same base material that the highly addictive spices the Hutts had made did, they just used it more intelligently. If the League could mass manufacture those formulations using the former Hutt facilities…well, it stood to be incredibly lucrative for both the League and Zeltros alike.
Which meant there were perfectly good reasons why Padmé had to sit in on negotiations, trying desperately to focus, as she steadily soaked through her panties and tried not to get lost in fantasies of Izuku ravishing her…
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The surround sound moaning through the room was a testament to just how good the Zeltrons were at making ‘Pleasure Rooms.’ With extended exposure to happy Zeltrons resulting in three extremely horny girls to deal with, Izuku had managed enough clarity of thought himself to take action and reserve one such room. One that fit the general kinks and kinky nature of Aayla and Zavra. Shaak Ti wasn’t quite as inherently kinky as either of his other lovers, but she was more than willing to go along with just about any of their idea, out of a combination of curiosity and enjoying watching them cum their brains out.
Really, Izuku could relate, his greatest enjoyment being the reaction of his lovers, rather than any specific kink in and of itself. He had, in fact, discovered already that he and Shaak were particularly well matched in that respect. Something that came into play now as she was the only one of the three women not currently a bit…tied up. Figuratively, not literally, as Izuku wasn’t going to waste the amazing breadth of options provided in the Pleasure Room by using something as plebian as mere rope. Not even the ridiculously nice (and expensive!) shimmersilk rope he’d spotted, tempting as it was.
Instead, he’d cheerfully stuck his two entirely-eager ‘victims’ in different sorts of bondage devices.
While Aayla and he had acquired quite a few general bondage items since they first properly got together, they hadn’t gone so far as to build a playroom like this, which meant there were plenty of things in the Pleasure Room that Izuku would love to try. Pillories, sex saddles, custom bondage frames, and more. Most of that was interesting but relatively easy to acquire, if they ever had the time to build a space like this for themselves. As a result, Izuku had focused on a pair of more…exotic…options.
Zavra, currently with her ability to cum turned off, was perhaps in the more interesting situation, as he’d sicced a pair of specialized ‘probe’ droids on her. Dumb AI, rather than full droids, of course, the pair were nevertheless effective and made for quite a display. The first had captured Zavra’s hands and feet in micro-restraint fields and forcefully suspended her, spread-eagle, in midair and vulnerable to the second droid.
The one who put the ‘probe’ in ‘probe droid.’
On the ends its dozen tentacle-like manipulator arms were various phallic, buzzing, pinching, or otherwise stimulating tools. Two of which were pumping differently shaped dildos in and out of Zavra’s pussy and ass, even as a third applied random vibrations to her clit, and a fourth and fifth had latched onto her nipples with a suction device and a pincher respectively.
Izuku would let her cum eventually, of course, but for now he knew she was enjoying being driven slowly insane by the wildly varied stimulation.
Aayla was in a different sort of situation entirely, under a different sort of assault. One that originated not from the unforgiving tentacles of a probe droid, but from Izuku and Shaak Ti. Technically, the Twi’lek-shaped cage they’d found was slightly more mundane than Zavra’s probe assailants, but Izuku hadn’t been able to resist once he’d seen it. The fact it was obviously set up for a Twi’lek, with another nearby that had been set up for a Togrutan, indicated the Zeltrons had likely prepared the room specifically for them.
Given the view he was getting right now, Izuku could only thank them for it.
The polished-durasteel ‘cage’ was mounted on a platform and shaped into the body outline of a Twi’lek. Specifically, a Twi’lek arched over backwards in a way that might well have damaged the average human woman’s back to attempt. Aayla, of course, was far more flexible even than most Twi’lek, given her training and highly-acrobatic combat style. Once they’d worked out how she was supposed to get into the cage, she’d grinned, blown a kiss and accepted a blindfold, then let them set her up. Now she was arched so that her toes and fingers were stretched to their limits, both just barely touching the ‘ground’ of the platform even as the rest of her body was curved into a radical backbend.
With Aayla’s nude, nubile body on display, the position would have been erotic no matter what, looking like some hentai version of a yoga pose. The fact that the ‘cage’ frame didn’t just leave most of her body visible, but pointedly left her breasts, pussy, and mouth completely exposed? That dialed the whole thing up past eleven. Then Shaak Ti had broken the dial off completely by kneeling between Aayla’s lightly-parted legs, taking advantage of her complete vulnerability to teasingly eat her out.
Of course, Izuku hadn’t been content to let Shaak Ti herself go completely unserviced. He’d spent the first few minutes after she’d knelt and started teasing moans out of Aayla on her own initiative playing with her body from behind. After the moaning from all three woman had really gotten going, however, he’d pulled away and retrieved a large dildo with a remote control, which was capable of tractoring itself to the floor. He’d pulled Shaak Ti away, ignoring Aayla’s disappointed mewls for a few moments, and anchored the toy between the Togrutan Jedi’s legs. Then he’d had his newest lover resume her position, sinking her own sex down on the large toy in the process. Ordering her back to servicing Aayla, he’d turned the vibration motor of the anchored and inserted toy on low…then moved around to where he was now standing in ‘front’ of Aayla, playing with her exposed tits.
Even with the blindfold, Aayla was seemingly able to sense or smell how close his erection was to her lips, invitingly forming them into an ‘O’ in an effort to tempt him. Completely uninterested in resisting that temptation, Izuku smirked and kept playing with her nipples, even as he used the Force to get a perfect alignment and slowly sink between those soft cushions. Aayla’s ability to completely suppress her gag reflex with the Force was a wonderful thing, Izuku not stopping his advance until his balls were pressing firmly into her nose, her throat bulging.
Holding there for a moment, he reached out with the Force to turn the vibrator buried in Shaak Ti’s pussy up several notches. Enjoying the way she shuddered and nearly lost her focus on Aayla, he waited only a second or two longer to pull back out of his first lover’s throat. He let her tongue play with his tip for a few moments at nearly-full withdraw, then began a slow thrusting as he fucked her throat. Sooner or later, he’d speed up and let himself cum. Then perhaps he’d finally let Zavra do the same, before moving on to fuck Shaak Ti silly while the other two were forced to watch. Perhaps with some simple toys added to keep them both on edge for the next round?
Yes, that sounded like a good plan. Thank the Force for its ability to recover his stamina. He had no intention of leaving this room until he’d buried his cock in all three girls at least once, and as far as he was concerned, blowjobs didn’t count towards that number. Somehow, with the lust all three of his lovers present were radiating, he didn’t think they’d have it any other way either.
Zeltron really was a great place to visit. They’d have to make it a point to come back sometime…
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A/N 1: So, Zeltros genuinely wasn't on my original route planning for their little tour, but when I mapped the hyperlanes they'd have to take for this leg of their trip, I realized they were going to pass through the Zel System. I both wanted to have some fun there, given the chance (both making sure Padmé has certain things stuck firmly in her brain and wanting to break the politics up with a lemon). In the process, I also realized there was a pretty major future trade opportunity too, so it all worked out nicely. The fact Aayla and Izuku have a hisotry with the system, from their earlier days before the League, just made it make more sense.