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"Did I fucking stutter?" She arches an eyebrow and pokes his chest with a smile. "This. Belong. Me."

Emmaline has a few horny space monsters she wants to try feeding Tim to

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“What? What’d I do?” Aleera asks with an innocent smile she just might have practiced in the mirror. Which doesn’t help much when her hand is still cupping her friend’s bum.

Emmaline couldn’t help being a little surprised when she opened the storage unit and found what, or who, was trussed up inside. Poor Jasmine, left there like this for whoever found her. She stared for a moment, wide-eyed. “Why is there a half-naked woman tied up in the storage locker?” she blinked. “It’s not my birthday.”

Jasmine whined into the gag as Emmaline looked her over and commented on her being bound in the storage locker. She had been so nervous about who would find her, but she tilted her head in confusion as Emmaline spoke. She didn’t understand what this woman was saying. Jasmine had been left there to get her out of the way and it had been working.

She was flexible naturally, so the position didn’t hurt too much. But, this woman speaking a different language did scare her a bit. Where on Earth was she and what was going on? Jasmine started to wiggle in her bonds, shivering nervously as Emmaline spoke.

Emmaline’s translator must’ve been out. She should probably call someone, but… no harm in admiring the view first, right? A stunningly sexy girl in a position like this… opportunites like that didn’t just come along every day. “Don’t worry, I’m gonna help you…” she knelt down, running her hands up the girl’s thighs, admiring how what little fabric she was wearing so perfectly outlined her pussy in this position. “Kinda hot when you squirm like that…”

Jasmine struggled in the bonds as the woman continued to babble to her in words she couldn’t understand. She didn’t know what was happening, but this had to be Jafar’s way of getting Jasmine out of the way. He’d mentioned sending her somewhere that she could never make her way back home again and this must have been his answer. Jasmine tried to move away as the woman touched her thighs, but nothing was really working.

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Rey didn’t have very much to give, but that didn’t stop her from helping where she could. She held out a shaky hand, offering a chunk of bread over to Emmaline. “It’s not much… But, it’s all I have.” She smiled at her, holding out the bread for a moment before putting it directly in Emmaline’s hand. “Sorry, I have to go… My master will be angry if I’m late.” Tattooine was a slaver planet, which made it pretty popular for tourists but also very hostile for those who had to stay there.

“Master?” asked Emmaline, glancing up from the bread. She’d been getting a funny vibe off of this place. While she’d gotten accustomed to the idea that people’s ideas of right and wrong drifted from planet to planet, some things still rubbed her the wrong way. And the way the girl was shaking…

Rey rushed off, collecting what she could and running through the market. She was careful not to knock into anyone, trying to keep her head down as much as she could. Rey found her master, quickly offering him the money she’d managed to get from scavenging. He slapped her in front of the entire market, which earned a gasp from a few scattered tourists before everyone pointedly looked away or rushed into a store. His anger was only worsened when coins fell out of her pockets. Rey quickly tried to hide them, but he stomped on her hand to stop her. He called her a worm, lifting her up by her hair. “Seems you’re dropping money… Wonder how much more I can find.” It was such a clear threat and Rey was absolutely vibrating in fear from how much her body shook. She knew that hiding coins would anger him, but she was trying to earn enough money to be rid of him. But, it was impossible with him constantly demanding what little she could scrap as well as all her labor.

Yep, something was definitely up there. So, being her, Emmaline had decided to follow her. And look what she found. There was a click, and the whir of a blaster powering up, as she aimed it square between the big brute’s eyes. “Hey, how about we see what drops out of you?” she frowned. “Let’s start with you giving her back those coins. Now.” She fired a warning shot past his ear. “Or I start blasting holes in you.”

Rey looked up in horror as the blaster shot past her master’s ear and there was a demand that her coins be returned. Fucking tourists. They always did this shit. They tried to be the western-style hero, but they never actually helped. Her master grumbled angrily, handing the coins back to Rey. His bruising grip on her arm made it very clear that she would suffer the moment they were out of public view. This was an affront, a humiliation.

It was a rooky mistake to make nice with tourists, but she was just trying to help. Now, her master likely wouldn’t let her back out to even attempt scavenging for weeks. It was going to be only chores and torture. Her master looked up, smiling and waving to Emmaline as he held Rey tightly. “All fine here. You’ve taught me a lesson. Thank you for your service.” It was like a parent appeasing a child, letting her think she made some big change so she would feel proud and just leave them alone. Rey prayed it would work and that this would end there. This interaction was going to be hell to pay back and she didn’t want this woman to keep poking at the bear she had to go home with.

Poor thing, she was obviously terrified of him. No way Emmaline was letting this go on. “How about this,” she said, still not lowering the gun. “You sell me the girl. At the low, low price of keeping your skull un-ventilated. That sound like a good deal to you?” Her eyes turned to the poor brunette he was gripping. “How ‘bout you, hotstuf, would you take that deal if you were him?”

Her master was surprised when the interaction continued after his little show, glaring at Emmaline as she spoke directly to Rey. His grip on her only tightened, making Rey whine quietly. “You fucking tourists don’t understand this planet at all… You all come here for these little snapshots and play make-believe.” He snorted through a laugh, yanking Rey closer. She hadn’t even opened her mouth to respond, too terrified of what he was going to do to her the moment this woman left.

“Slaves are a rather expensive commodity. And I don’t think you have the stomach for this planet. I don’t want to lose something so valuable because a tourist got attached to something that didn’t belong to her. Run along home and stop your little threats, she’s not on the market and you’re out of your depth.”

“Okay, how about I drop the pretense and–” Before Emmaline could finish that thought, something struck her from behind. There was a short, sharp jolt, and everything fell out from under her… When she woke up, her arms were tied behind her back, and she felt like she’d just come round from a wild weekend on Galaxia Prime. “Wasssgoinon?” she slurred, making out the shape of a hulking, hideous alien being in front of her. “Look, your little friend’s awake. Rey’s master ofered both of you to me after you caused him that trouble earlier,” he growled. “Thought I’d find a better use for that mouth of yours.”

Rey had been a little hopeful with the stranger’s threats, but was quickly stomped back out as the woman was struck from behind. They laughed about how some stupid tourist was trying to change the rules again, dragging both of them away from the prying eyes.

After that, Rey was considered a threat and was sent off with the alien who had rescued her master. She was thoroughly beaten as punishment and drugged before being shipped off to remind her of her place. As the alien watched for Emmaline to wake, he forced Rey to suck his cock with her arms bound behind her back. The alien hadn’t removed his cock from Rey’s mouth since they’d left, hours spent holding his cock in her mouth between uses. She was dragged around the ship, forced to crawl on her knees as the belt around his waist held her in place with her face against his body.

Emmaline scrambled onto her feet, stumbling, still woozy from whatever she’d been hit with. Under different circumstances, that stuff – hell, the whole situation – could’ve been her ideal Saturday night. “Get off her,” she slurred, blinking herself into focus. The alien garbled something, tangling a hand in Rey’s hair as she sucked its slimy cock. Emmaline took a second to mentally translate it. “My property” was in their subject. “The fuck she is.” She went instinctively for her blaster. Gone. Obviously. “Both of you, now. You were sold to me. So after this little whore’s done, it’s your turn, slut.”

She didn’t understand what they were saying. She had been sitting in a very intimate position the entire time he’d had them, but Rey understood nothing that was said in front of her. The words meant nothing to her and, even if they did, she was helpless to do anything to stop him from taking them.

Rey was dragged around the ship for hours and she’d just gotten beaten by her previous owner before that. She was exhausted. But, hearing Emmaline speaking the same language made her recognize that it was an argument. This wasn’t the same as when he was speaking around Rey before, this was a conversation rather than just being spoken at like a dumb animal.

The alien grunted in satisfaction, a hand on Rey’s head as it kept her sucking it off. In its guttural alien tones it encouraged her, until it finally shot its disgusting, greasy loud into the poor girl’s mouth. Emmaline was trying not to watch… or even to enjoy the depraved sight a little bit. Seeing the girl used and degraded like a piece of meat. The alien dragged her forward, gripping her hair. “Lick it clean,” it commanded. “Show her what to do.” And, cringing, Emmaline got to work.

Rey whined as the alien made noises, fucking her mouth like she was nothing more than a toy. When he finally came, she was shocked and choked as she tried to swallow as much as she could. The substance poured from her mouth as she failed, but she had no way to clean herself off as it joined the rest of the mess covering her body from use.

Rey whined around the gag as he spoke to Emmaline, not understanding a word he was saying. She was completely lost, not understanding the language at all as she watched Emmaline licking his cock clean. Rey didn’t understand and was frightened, making it harder to figure things out.

“Hands and knees bitch, you’re mine tonight.” (For whoever you like)

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Esmeralda is a witch and a thief, two things that make her very slippery to pin down. No investigator had ever caught her before, which was why the client had specifically put Aleera on the case. They had played cat and mouse for a few months, which had clearly become frustrating for the little detective. The demon had finally trapped her in a spell, holding her completely frozen until it was broken. A collar appeared first, perfectly locking around her throat. Leather cuffs formed around her wrists and ankles that blocked the witch’s magic and could be used to bind her. Aleera locked her wrists to the collar and her ankles linked together with a chain just long enough for her to walk, keeping her from getting any ideas.

Within a moment, the environment changed and they were secluded. Esmeralda tripped a bit as the spell released her, catching her balance. She glared at Aleera, slowly dropping to her hands and knees. “Go fuck yourself, demon whore.” There had been flirtation between them, simply inevitable Aleera chased her for months. But, now Esmeralda’s words were filled with venom. She knew how this worked. She knew what was at risk if she were caught. Esmeralda had made plenty of enemies, powerful and rich ones. They were all asking for her head. This woman was going to kill her or hand her over to someone she’d wronged to do the deed. Either way, this felt like the end and she was trying not to look as scared as she was.

A witch and a thief? Just the kind of challenge Aleera couldn’t resist. Add a pretty face on top of all that, and she was in for a fun night. Technically she’d just been hired to find out how Esmeralda got into her client’s collection, and retrieve their property. Other than that she’d been given free license to, upon finding the thief, ’do with her as you like’. Well, alright then. “Honey, you keep talking to me like that and you’re gonna get my motor running,” she smirked. “And you look good tied up, too~”

Esmeralda shivered a bit, glaring at the floor and she gritted her teeth. “Remove your magic blockers and see how much you like how I talk.” Esmeralda knew the magic blockers were inescapable. The demon had been thorough with her plan to trap her. She was irritated, angry that she’d been caught and trying to focus on that rather than the fear. She wasn’t in the mood for this bitch to rub in that she was trapped.

“Don’t worry, I’m gonna let you out.” Aleera rolled her eyes. “I just need to know what you did with the stuff you stole. I mean I could find it by myself if you feel like staying cuffeda few extra minutes,” she added, shrugging one shoulder. “Pretty girl in cuffs, that’s basically my ideal Saturday night…”

She glared daggers at Aleera, shaking her head. “I’m not telling you shit.” Esmeralda refused to give up her stash. She needed that money. Esmeralda sat back on her legs, trying to yank herself free from the cuffs. They were perfectly molded around her wrists and ankles, so she found no give. The moment she was free, she was going to use her magic to destroy this fucking demon bitch.

“Fine, I’ll find it myself,” sighed sighed… though she got a tiny bit distracted by the way Esmeralda arched her back, accentuating every curve and swell of her body. She looked good tied up. “Hey, while I do, could you like… struggle like that a little more? For reasons?”

Esmeralda scoffed, turning away from Aleera to continue struggling. If she was going to keep trying, she didn’t want the other woman getting a free show out of it. Esmeralda yanked and tugged at the restraints, refusing to accept that she wasn’t going to get anywhere. But, she absolutely wasn’t. All she was doing was wasting energy and starting to wear herself out.

“Alright, let’s see.” Aleera looked around the room. Show off first, ogle hot lady second. “Witchy girl like you, I bet you’ve got it hidden with magic somewhere, am I right? It’ll be hidden, but protected. So if I do this…” She conjured a ball of blue fire in one hand, blew on it, and sent it in an arc round the room. A few thing got singed, nothing too serious… but there was a patch, about a foot wide, where the fire was diverted. Something it wasn’t allowed to touch. A concealed, warded object. Gotcha. She snapped her fingers, snuffing out the flame. “Now.” She crouched beside Esmeralda. “I won’t be able to open that, but I bet you can. I can always make it worth your while,” she teased, patting her on the butt.

She squirmed back a bit at the flame but gritted her teeth as her safe was revealed. Esmeralda looked up as the demon crouched beside her, shaking her head and fighting the urge to jump at the touch to her ass. “I’m not letting you into my safe… It’s warded for a reason. It would make the safe useless if I just let someone into the moment they offered to ‘make it worth my while’…”

Esmeralda was smart enough to realize that the only thing Aleera wanted was that safe. It was her only bargaining chip. The demon needed into that safe or she couldn’t finish her job. “You’re not getting any help from me. That safe is the only thing that keeps me protected.”

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