Diva Shaliqua
A Taste of Freedom
Shaliqua dug her fingertips into the thin sleeping
mat beneath her. The slave girl was on hands and knees, her slim, bare
thighs wide apart for Bib Fortuna, who was humping her enthusiastically, his
sharp nails scratching the girl's small, rounded buttocks. Shaliqua's
entire body shuddered every time the lean Twi'lek thrust inside her, she
lowered her head, her lips trembled, her breath escaped in short, sharp gasps.
The major domo of Jabba the Hutt let his long,
pale fingers rove across Shaliqua's naked flesh, caressing her smooth,
alabaster thighs, her taut belly, her small, quivering tits. Impaling the
slave girl's wet pussy harder with his long, engorged cock, Bib Fortuna reached
out and buried his hands in Shaliqua's thick, blue crest of hair.
Shaliqua grimaced as the Twi'lek yanked back painfully upon her crest,
her mouth widened as she groaned loudly, she clung to her mat while Bib Fortuna
rubbed his crotch against her luscious ass.
When Bib Fortuna's cock was buried deep in
Shaliqua's vagina, the member grew fat and squirted hot streams of cum into the
moaning slave girl. Bib Fortuna spanked Shaliqua's creamy buttocks
playfully, he lowered his head and took a long lick up Shaliqua's spine.
Shaliqua shivered from the clammy touch of the
Twi'lek's long tongue, she released her death grip upon her sleeping mat and
looked over her left shoulder at the panting major domo.
"I understand why you are Lord Jabba's favorite,"
wheezed Bib Fortuna. "Your sex is very warm and tight."
Shaliqua sat down gingerly on her mat and looked
up at Bib Fortuna intently. "Will you take me with you now?"
"Yes," smiled Bib Fortuna magnanimously,
"I will let you accompany me to Mos Eisley."
***
To the young Shaliqua, who had been raised in
Jabba's Palace, the spaceport of Mos Eisley looked like a sprawling metropolis.
The slave girl gazed up in wonder while a seemingly endless stream of
starships launched and landed at the port. Shaliqua noticed that she had
fallen far behind Bib Fortuna, she flicked the reins of her ronto and held on
tightly to the beast with her legs while she bounced across the sands after the
impatient Twi'lek.
Bib Fortuna navigated the bustling streets of Mos
Eisley with ease. Shaliqua stayed close to the major domo, her eyes wide
as she struggled to take in the variety of alien lifeforms shopping and doing
business in the large market squares and in the dim, twisting streets of the
desert city.
The dark-robed Twi'lek brought his ronto to a halt
in front of a brightly-lit, raucous cantina. Shaliqua leapt from her
complaining mount and tied it next to Bib Fortuna's. The Twi'lek regarded
the expectant slave girl, then motioned for her to follow him into the smoky
bar.
The cantina was very busy when Bib Fortuna and
Shaliqua entered. Every table in the central common area was taken.
A long bar to Shaliqua's left served as a lounging area for over a dozen
alien freighter captains and mercenaries, they were drinking hard and shouting
to be heard over the general cacophony around them. A small alien band
played softly to Shaliqua's right, an assortment of strange creatures playing
unrecognizable instruments. Shaliqua smiled as she strained to hear their
music, it had a rhythm that made the girl's hips want to gyrate.
"Stay close and don't talk to anyone,"
warned Bib Fortuna with a sharp glare before he began crossing the crowded
common area.
Shaliqua obediently kept behind the Twi'lek, but
she let her eyes wander, curiosity overtaking her as she watched the various
alien patrons playing table games or smoking pungent herbs in long pipes.
In a far corner of the cantina draped in deep
shadow, a black-hooded man sat at a small table, nursing a glass of green
liquid. Bib Fortuna sat opposite the cloaked human and leaned close,
whispering intently. Shaliqua watched the exchange with interest until
she saw the human remove a packet of spice from the folds of his cloak.
Bib Fortuna snatched the packet quickly and hid it inside his long robes,
the two men then began the long dance of haggling price.
Shaliqua sighed to herself and tapped one
sandle-covered foot. She set her left palm on her hip and glanced around
the cantina, she grinned when she saw a young, human girl climb onto a table.
The alien band broke into a fast, pounding tune, the human girl tossed
her long, golden hair and began to gyrate to the music, she rolled her
curvaceous hips, she slid her hands across her slender body. The crowd of
aliens stopped shouting and fell reverently silent. The aliens sitting
around the dancing girl's table started to chant her name, pounding their heavy
feet against the floor.
An irresistible urge came over Shaliqua. The
slave girl slipped through the dense crowd of spectators and approached the
table where the human girl was unzipping her violet jumpsuit. The girl
winked at Shaliqua, then curled one slender finger in invitation.
Glancing quickly behind her to confirm that Bib
Fortuna and the cloaked human were still haggling, Shaliqua smiled and climbed
onto the round table with the writhing human girl. The girl moved close
to Shaliqua, she leaned forward until their breasts almost touched, then she
backed away, her hands slipping down her thighs. The watching aliens
started howling with excitement, Shaliqua blushed as the human girl removed the
top of her jumpsuit from her shoulders, her breasts were pendulous and
golden-brown, her nipples were wide and swollen with arousal.
The dancing girl swayed close to Shaliqua again,
she rubbed her crotch against the slave girl's bare right thigh, Shaliqua could
smell the sweet perfume of the human girl's body. The blue-crested girl
reached behind her back and untied her bikini top, she let it fall to the table
top, then she leaned forward, touching the human girl's warm breasts with her
own erect nipples. The blonde girl began grinding her crotch over
Shaliqua's, their tits squashed together, the dancing girl's gentle fingers
lightly caressed Shaliqua's small buttocks.
Unable to help herself, Shaliqua kissed the human
girl's moist, pink lips. The girl moaned softly, she draped her bare arms
over Shaliqua's shoulders and kissed the slave passionately, her tongue
flicking upon the tip of Shaliqua's. The approving roar of the cantina
patrons made Shaliqua's body flush, she felt her pussy grow wet, she moaned
inside the human girl's mouth.
The dancing girl's hands grasped and squeezed
Shaliqua's small, pert tits. Rolling her taut ass, the human girl
squatted before Shaliqua, her fingers sliding down the slave girl's shivering
tummy, then over her slender, milky thighs. While the crowd chanted and
pounded their feet, the human girl tugged aside Shaliqua's thong and kissed the
slave girl's gleaming, pink cunt. Shaliqua quivered with ecstasy, she
looked across the crowd with lust-glazed eyes while the human girl licked her
pussy, tasted the warm droplets of honey flowing from her trembling sex.
Shaliqua let the music control her body, she
swayed to it, her crotch grinding against the human girl's face, her thighs
shaking as the blonde sucked wetly upon her melting cunnie. The moaning
slave girl writhed faster and faster, her skin flushed rose pink, it was hot
with lust and pleasure. Shaliqua combed her fingers through her blue head
crest, she rolled her hips and pelvis, her sensual buttocks clenching as the
human girl devoured her cunt for the crowd's enjoyment. Shaliqua moaned
sharply, she let her fingers drop between her delicious, young breasts as her
orgasm swelled and burst inside her. The leering aliens groaned in
appreciation as honey rained down upon the pretty human girl's face. The
blonde girl lapped at the gleaming droplets with her tongue, she held onto
Shaliqua's slim legs as she caressed the slave girl's thighs with ravenous
lips.
"You stupid, little bitch!" snarled Bib
Fortuna as he marched toward the climax-dazed slave girl. The furious
Twi'lek snatched Shaliqua's right wrist and dragged her down from the table,
the human girl stuck out her tongue and zipped her jumpsuit shut.
"Master Fortuna!" stammered Shaliqua,
still dazed from her sensual dance with the human girl.
Bib Fortuna slapped Shaliqua hard across the face.
The slave girl whimpered and covered her burning cheek with a palm, tears
welled in her fear-filled eyes. The major domo crushed Shaliqua's wrist
in his grip and led her out of the loud cantina. Shaliqua looked over her
shoulder as she was pulled away, she smiled weakly when she matched gazes with
the pretty human girl, the blonde smiled and waved until Shaliqua couldn't see
her anymore.
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