Thread: The Legend of Korra: Whore of the Galaxy (StarSiren & Potter-kun)

Korra nearly choked on the morsel of sweetcake she'd just put in her mouth. Did Jabbs just say he wanted her to join his harem? She coughed and sputtered, trying to get the bit of spongy bread out of her windpipe as the implications formed in her mind. Jabba wanted to fuck her. More than that, he would want to mate with her. He did that with all his harem girls eventually. She would be forced to give birth to a baby monster! But he didn't stop there. Jabba had ended with the one thing she hated most about being a slave. Yes, she was given a choice and she didn't have to comply with his wishes. But the alternative was often death, and in this case, she was certain it was horrible mauling and torture followed by a slow eventual death. Did she really want to die? Well no, of course not. But did she want to live while being a sex puppet for her disgusting, insatiable Master and eventually give birth to his oozing progeny? No, not at all. But she couldn't only think of herself. If she did this, her parents would have a clean slate again. They could really start over, maybe even move off-planet and settle down somewhere really nice. Everyone knew that Jabba's favorite mates received monetary gifts from time to time. Korra could use those to help her family rebuild. Plus, she wouldn't be killed. As much as she hated to agree and detested the thought of her disgusting Master touching her let alone doing anything else, she had to admit that it was better than dying in debt. Korra gulped. If she agreed, nothing would be the same. Ever. Her eyes fell from her Master's face to the young girl moaning away on his tail. Again. With every bounce, sticky secretions dripped down her thigh. The girl began wailing suddenly as her rocking doubled in speed. It seemed this orgasm came twice as fast as the last one, and as she came, Korra felt something tingling throughout her body. 'Shit.. the Spice. I didn't think I took that much...' Korra watched, eyes peeled as the girl screamed and fell back onto Jabba's fat tailcock. It must have slipped further inside her because she let out another yelp and began twitching on the floor while rubbing her own clit. It was another minute before she was at it again, but this time, Jabba's tail didn't come out. Her hands gripped it and slammed it in and out of her well-used cunt as she lay on her back with legs spread. It was humiliatingly erotic. Korra felt the growing wetness between her legs and she squirmed in her seat. She straightened her back, but dropped her fork as her hardened nipples grazed the table. She let out a low, surprised moan. Had she really misjudged the amount of Spice she'd taken by this much?? Or.. wait, was the food laced with Spice? Or the wine? Oh god, if it was... she had already eaten two plates full and had three goblets of wine! This was bad! She absolutely could NOT be horny right now! Not when Jabba was proposing all this! Not while he was making her watch as he fucked this silly harem slave over and over and over. No, no no! The timing could not be worse! With ragged breaths, Korra placed her palms face down on the table. She swallowed hard against the building sensations throughout her body. She had to give him an answer now. His broken little slut was working on her fourth orgasm and Korra had been silently watching this whole time. She tried to calm her mind, to focus on the solid things like the chair underneath her or the table in front of her. Her hips began gyrating on the seat. Oh yes, the chain under her was quite nice. it had interestingly placed little ridges that she could feel now and if she rubbed them just right.. Ahh! Korra found one at the same time that her breasts knicked the table and twinged her nipples once more. Mmm.. mmmm! Yes, the table was nice too. It was the perfect height for rubbing up and down against her breasts so that her nipples pinged off both the top and bottom edges. Her eyes had closed somewhere amidst all this and as she ground herself in her seat, she tried to speak. I..AH! I agree..eeeeee... uhhh.. I will.. nnghhh.. I will do what you say-ayyyy! Ohhh.. But she wasn't getting anywhere with all this rubbing. It was infuriating her senses! She just wanted to get off, but something was inhibiting it! She blamed the Spice.