Knights of the Old Republic: The Sith Empire

 

Disclaimer: I do not own Knights of the Old Republic, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

 

Chapter IV: Negotiations



Peragus II



With a click and then a whooshing sound the door slid open and Dwayne was standing on the other side of it. He peered into the room and spotted the blue Twi'lek and the human right where he had left them earlier. Now it seemed that the Twi'lek was a bit more loose and relaxed than she had been, and the human appeared really tense. For some reason the human seemed to have a large moisture spot on her skirt surrounding her crotch. “Whoa,” he said looking at Kikri, “does she have a problem?”



“No, this is just my slave. She's in heat right now and hasn't had a chance to relieve herself. Its okay though, the slut can wait.” Both Kikri and Dwayne were stunned by Mission's response.



Dwayne suddenly broke out in laughter disturbing the awkward silence that had been building in the room. “That's a good one, a Twi'lek with a human slave. No seriously what happened here.”



“I am being serious. My parents are very wealthy. Enslaving your own people can be very profitable. When I told them that I wanted to see the galaxy at first they wouldn't let me go on my own, but we made a deal. They let me go if I took a companion along with me. Since Kikri here has always been my personal toy she was naturally my first choice. And if you don't believe me, you can ask her yourself. Isn't that right slave?”



Kikri's head was swirling; she had greatly underestimated the young Twi'lek, and was wondering how on earth she got herself into this mess. Kikri couldn't think of a good reply other than to go along with this story, disagreeing with Mission at this point might lead to further questions. The last thing that either of them wanted at this point was to have a check done of their ship and see that it was stolen from a Sith Lord. So Kikri responded the only way she thought she could, “Yes it is mistress.”



“Hmm...” Mission said at Dwayne's reaction as he stopped grinning and went back to being shocked, “I still don't think he's convinced. How about a test. Since she's my bitch, she'll do anything that I tell her to. So what's it going to be?” Mission said licking her lips as she crawled behind Kikri on the bed and grabbed the Jedi's breasts.



“Anything?” Dwayne asked.



 

Sex Scene VII

 

“How about I pick?” Mission replied, “Slut, suck our host off until he comes.” Kikri was beyond being shocked now. Apparently Mission was capable of anything. It was too late to change the plan. Kikri would've needed to change her course of action back on the ship to get out of this, by leaving the manipulative little bitch behind.



“Yes mistress,” Kikri complied slipping into her new role. She slid off the bed and was on her knees in front of Dwayne. Kikri examined Dwayne quickly as he fumbled with his belt latch trying to free his stiffening cock for the woman who seemed all to eager to please him. He was a Togruta, and his looks were above average for his race. They weren't flashy, he just looked better than the curve. He did have a rather strange name for a Togruta. With a zip and a shuffle Dwayne's pants hit the floor and Kikri was suddenly staring at his firm red cock.



'Well, better get this over with quickly,' Kikri thought to herself as she grabbed the Togruta's penis with one of her hands. She pumped it a couple of times while staring into his eyes. Dwayne grunted with sensual appreciation. Kikri pumped it a couple of times more before steadying it for the main show. She had her head positioned at the front of the shaft. She leaned in close and flicked her tongue very quickly across the head of his cock. She moved in closer and began to put her mouth around it. Just focusing mainly on the head, while one of her hands continued to work the shaft and the other was playing with his balls. In rhythm with her, the Togruta was gasping ever so slightly. He was running one of his hands through the Exile's hair while the other was supporting himself upon the door that he had closed.



The Exile changed her approach and started sliding deeper down the shaft, still following with her hand as she bobbed her head up and down on the long red cock. She kept going deeper and deeper until she reached its base.



“Whoa,” Mission exclaimed as she moved over to stand next to Dwayne. “Look at her go all the way down on it,” the young Twi'lek breathed seductively onto the Togruta. She started running one of her hands down his surprisingly toned chest, while she slipped the other behind him and grabbed his ass. He inhaled sharply. “Oooh, I think some one likes that.” Mission then leaned in to kiss him. Their tongues circled back and forth as they were locked in a lustful embrace. Dwayne broke off the kiss soon however. “Oh shit,” he said watching watching Kikri bob her head up and down on his dick, “your whore is gonna make me cum.”



“Mmmm...” Mission exclaimed as she was working with her own mouth on his neck, “Whore slave, be a dear and swallow it. Wouldn't want any more questions about strange liquids would we?” Kikri made a mental note to kill Mission when this was all over. However, Mission had a point and Kikri decided to comply. She went down a few more times on his shaft, swirling her tongue all around it until she finally felt him stiffen. Kikri's head slid down to his hard prick's base one more time. She pulled back to his head, sliding her tongue all the way across the shaft. She could feel the semen rushing down to the front of his dick.



Dwayne tightened, and Kikri braced herself. “I'm cumming,” he cried and fired his load into Kikri's mouth. A pleasantly strange sensation began moving through Kikri. It was as she could feel his orgasm. It seemed as though it had come from the force, but it was different from anything she had ever experienced. The feeling wasn't as powerful as if it had been her own orgasm, but it still put a smile on her face. As she swallowed every last drop of the Togruta's cum, she didn't feel as terrible about the whole thing as she thought she would have.



“That's my whore,” Mission said with a smile. She leaned down and kissed the kneeling Jedi. “Now what was that you wanted to tell us?” She said turning back to Dwayne.



“Wow, she sure is something.” Dwayne said and took a brief pause to savour the moment. “But any way the Director wants me to escort you back to your ship. We've finished the repairs to your ship and we put all the information on your droid. We put the prisoner's in your cargo hold. And since the Director feels bad about misleading you about the Sith, he also loaded on a gift to help things go smoother.”



“A gift? What kind of gift?”



“Apparently its a surprise.”



Kikri sighed and thought to herself, 'I've had all the surprises I can swallow today.'



******



“Hello? Its dark. Is anyone there?”



“Statement: Filthy meat bag will keep his mouth shut.”



“Come on! You're here! Again!?”



“Theory: Perhaps it is not only you who feels this same way.

“Statement: I hope the new master allows me to terminate you.”



“At least tell me why it is dark”



“Statement: Perhaps the meat bag would understand silence if pain were inflicted upon it.”



“Fire! Kill it!” Carth yelled as he entered the room and saw HK standing there. Before he could bring either of his blasters around to bear Kikri whipped them out of his hands. HK turned but did not fire or even raise his weapon.



“Greeting: Hello new Master. I have been given to you as a gift and as a guardian. All of my functions are now being turned over to you,” the droid said. Its photoreceptors staring strait into Kikri's eyes.



Kikri turned to Carth, “What's your problem with this droid?”



“That is an HK unit. Specifically HK-47. Its a unit that Revan built. The longer that it stands there holding a weapon the shorter the time span of all of our lives.”



“Droid is this true?” Kikri asked.



“Answer: It is quite possible that it is.

“Statement: When I was recovered by the mining team of Peragus the meat bags had my memory erased. I do know that my call sign is referred to HK-47, but other than that I know nothing of my life before Peragus.”



“Kikri, Mission can I speak with you outside?” Carth said to his two current companions.



“Hey what about me?” the prisoner asked.



“Just give us a moment.” Carth snapped trying to clear his head. He stormed into the hall, Mission and Kikri close behind him.



“Listen,” he said grabbing Kikri by the shoulder and pushing her up against a wall, “I know this monster, Mission and I have seen it before. He's a killing machine with a back up memory core. As soon as he is placed in Revan's presence, he'll regain all of his memories and he'll be ready to kill us. I'm not ready to trust something like that. Remember last time Mission, tell her about last time.”



“He's right Kikri. Last time as soon as Revan figured out who she was and turned on us. Then HK got his memory back and joined Revan. HK was always kinda creepy though,” Mission explained.



“I know all about this HK unit and his capabilities,” Kikri said looking into Carth's eyes.



A little stunned Carth let go of Kikri and asked, “What are you talking about?”



Kikri sighed, “You knew I was the Exile. Is that all you knew about me?”



“Well I knew that you were a Jedi Master with impressive powers that went missing at the end of the Mandalorian invasion.”



Kikri shook her head, “I guess you're more of a soldier than a detective. I fought in the war. I was a general recruit by Revan. I knew HK when he was just a bunch of metal sprawled across Revan's workshop. Right now he says he can't remember anything. I believe him. If he is still working for Revan why didn't he take a shot at you the moment you step into that room?”



“Yeah, or maybe he saw a Jedi enter the room and decided to wait for her to have her guard down before taking his prize to Revan.” Carth retorted.



“Even so, I have all of the voice codes to shut him down. If he worries you so much, then I'll shut him down and we can wipe his memory. If he runs into Revan we'll have bigger problems than whether or not he gets his memory back.”



“No. No, he's too dangerous I don't trust him. Evan without his memories I don't trust his motives. Working with him would be like working with a crazy psychopath!”



Kikri sighed, “Mission, maybe you can talk some sense into him.”



“Carth, he always listened to the person controlling him before, and never killed unless we asked him too. And you were always just annoyed because after he picked a master he never listened to you.”



Frustrated Carth gave up, “Fine. Just fine! Deactivate it and wipe his memory and then do what ever the hell you want with it. Just keep it away from me.”



Kikri walked back into the room and said, “Access code: Vulnerable.” The droid drooped its head and its photoreceptors went dark.



Carth and Mission came back into the room. The Exile walked over and removed the blindfolds of the two captives. The one immediately responded, the other was lifeless and unconscious. “Wow,” the male captive said getting a look at Kikri, “why couldn't all of my captors look as good as you.”



Kikri blushed, “Lets just say you're welcome for taking the blindfold off and shutting down that droid. Now we have some questions for you.”



“Hey I don't know anything about this woman, so you can take these cuffs off of me... unless of course you're into that kinda thing.”



The Exile smiled, “Down boy. I'll take 'em off all in do time.” She then turned to Carth, “Carth go start up the engine and take us off.”



“What? Why? What are you going to do?”



“I need to talk to the prisoner's and I can't trust you to not be a cynical ass hole.”



“What!?!” Carth demanded indignantly.



“You heard me Carth! Ever since I met you, its been: We shouldn't do this, we shouldn't trust them. You have one mental process that guides everything you do: How can Carth not get betrayed? That sounds like the dark side Carth. You have a strong fear of getting betrayed. That's where it all starts.” Carth turned bright red in the face, before he stormed off to the cockpit.



“Whoa,” the prisoner exclaimed, “sounds like you guys have your fair share of problems. So if you don't mind dropping me off some place, I'll just stay out of your way.”



Kikri laughed, “I honestly wish that we could, but unfortunately the only place we can head with this ship right now is Telos. So,” Kikri said trying to move the topic to her captive, “what is your name and who are you?”



“Jeez a direct question. I guess you're too beautiful to know that I'm just going to dodge those kind of questions.”



“You don't stop do you?”



“Not if I can help it,” he smiled back at her.



Kikri just shook her head, “I'll start then. My name is Kikri Kisnitch and I'm a former Jedi Master.”



“Sexy and powerful,” he said with a smile, “I take it the former is because the Order got disassembled by the Sith.”



“Actually, I left the Order and wondered around the unknown regions before Revan invaded. I'm back now, and I'm looking for the last of the Miraluka. But currently, we are trying to figure out a way to avoid a meeting with Darth Troia and any Sith troops she happens to bring with her. So any cooperation that you would be willing to offer would be most helpful.”



The prisoner sighed, “Fine, I guess the only card that I hold here is how desperately attracted to me you are.” Kikri rolled her eyes at him before he continued, “My name is Atton. I'm a pilot. I ran into some financial trouble and she was offering a lot of money. God, how stupid could I have been? Transport to an out of the way planet. No questions asked, just avoid any trouble with the Sith. Guess who we run into? The Sith, and oh guess what? She ends up being a Jedi.”



Both Kikri and Mission's eyes widened and ears perked up. Kikri walked over to the passed out Jedi to get a closer look at her. “By the force, its Anya.”



“You know her?” Mission asked.



“Yes, she's a Jedi Knight. She was good, but not yet ready to be a Master. She was wild and adventurous, so they always put her on missions near unknown space.” Kikri paused for a moment to ponded about this, “That would make perfect sense for why she hadn't been caught yet. Long mission's like hers in the middle of no where, out of touch with the council for long periods of time. She wouldn't have been anywhere near the war.” Kikri stopped to think for a second. She turned to Atton, “Where did she want you to take her?”



“Dantooine,” he replied.



“There was a Jedi enclave there. I've been there. I heard Malak destroyed it though.” Mission exclaimed.



“Yeah it was when we pulled out of hyperspace that we ran into problems. There were Sith all around that planet. I think they were on patrol, just waiting for Jedi stragglers. Seems I almost brought one right to them.”



Kikri had just finished un-cuffing Anya when she started to do the same for Atton. “You're letting me go?” he asked with a bit of surprise.



“Is there a reason I shouldn't?” Kikri asked. “I thought we just decided that we were all on the same side.”



“Yeah, just used to being locked up recently.”



Kikri finished removing shackles and said to him, “I need to talk with my Carth and Mission here about getting away from the Sith. Why don't you stay here right now and watch over Anya?”



“Alright, beautiful, but what happens if that thing wakes up?” Atton asked pointing towards HK.



“Don't worry, it won't. I have to give an audio code to reawaken it.”



Kikri and Mission left the room and began walking towards the cockpit. “What do you think about those two?” Mission asked.



“Well I know the Jedi personally and I think she can help us find the Miraluka. Atton though, he's hiding something. He almost seemed like he deserved to be turned over to the Sith. I'll talk with him later about it.”



They turned another corner or two and reached the cockpit just in time to see Carth push the controls on the Ebon Hawk to turn the stars into the star lines of hyperspace. “How are our two captives?” He asked.



“Atton, the male, seems like he'll be willing to help us. The other is a Jedi. Her name is Anya. I knew her from when I was a Jedi at the temple. Unfortunately she was still unconscious, but I think she can help us locate the Miraluka.”



“Good,” Carth still seemed really tense from the conversation that had gone on earlier. “Okay,” he said feeling the awkwardness building up in the room, “my plan for right now is to hyperspace far away from Telos as soon as we hit real space. Any suggestions on a location?”



“So you're not just going to drop me so that I can find transport to some place else?” Kikri asked.



“No. What you said earlier was right on. I've been too afraid for so long about trusting any one. I was starting to turn dark. Thank you.” Carth was a little red in the face and Kikri could feel the awkwardness again.



“Well, you're welcome. Any way, I think we should just hyperspace to the middle of no where until we can talk with Anya. How long until we reach Telos?”



“Two hours probably.”



“Good I have lots to think about. I'll be back in the cabins,” Kikri said before turning and leaving. She gave Mission a telepathic nudge to follow her.



“Carth I'm going to see if I can get a cat nap while we wait,” Mission told him.



“Alright I'll stay up here and work out the calculations for where we jump to. Have a good nap.” Carth said and swiveled around in the chair towards the computers.



Mission continued to follow Kikri until they reached their sleeping quarters. When they entered Kikri closed the door and stood between Mission and it. “We need to talk,” she demanded.



“Yeah, what about,” Mission smiled coyly.



“What the hell was all of that about on the asteroid?” Kikri said irritated.



“What happened on the asteroid that you're so upset about?” Mission continued playing dumb with a wicked smile on her face.



“You know exactly what I'm talking about. Your whole 'Mistress' ploy making me suck off that Togruta,” Kikri shouted angrily at Mission as she walked up to her.



“Oh that. You're not angry about that.”



“What?” the Jedi said with uncertainty and took a step back as Mission took one forward. “Of course I'm angry about that! What else would I be talking about?!”





 

Sex Scene VIII

 

“No you're not angry about that. The only thing holding you to our contract was that I was underage and you'd get in serious trouble for what you did with me. I lied though. I'm a legal adult. I suspect you knew that all along. The only reason that you did what you did is because you enjoyed it,” as Mission was talking she began to move forward forcing Kikri to back pedal.



“What?”



“That's right. You enjoyed submitting to me, you enjoyed calling me your Mistress, you enjoyed being dirty and you loved it when I told you to swallow all of his hot spunk.”



“No that's not true,” Kikri said recalling each of those incidences. She was becoming more uncertain by the moment, as the Twi'lek grew closer.



“Search your feelings. You know that the only thing that made you angry was the fact that after giving such pleasure to me and to the Togruta that you weren't able to experience it as well.”



Kikri tried to take another step back, but she had no more room as she backed into the door she had closed herself when she first entered. Mission was now almost on top of her, she leaned in close to Kikri and slid her hand down beneath the Jedi's skirt. “See?” Mission proclaimed upon discovering Kikri's wet snatch. “You do want me.”



“Yes!” Kikri cried as she practically jumped the Twi'lek. She had her arms around the girl and embraced her in a kiss. Her arms didn't stay put for long soon they were roaming all over Mission. Her hands grabbing everywhere. Missions hand stayed put though. With her index and ring fingers she parted the Jedi's snatch and plunged her middle finger deep into the woman's dripping cunt.



Kikri tensed and her hands paused for a moment. Mission broke the kiss and smiled at Kikri as she watched the girl writhing in pleasure. “So are you willing to admit it? To admit that you loved being my whore slave.”



“Yes Mission! It was wonderful.” She proclaimed as she used her hands to brace herself against the wall. The Twi'lek inserted her index finger as some positive reinforcement. She watched the Jedi gasp again and brace herself even stronger against the wall.



“Feels good doesn't it,” Kikri could only nod as Mission was staring into her eyes. “It can be like this all the time, with me as your mistress and you as my slave. How does that sound?” Mission changed something in how she was massaging, and she drilled her fingers strait into Kikri's g-spot. Kikri squealed in ecstasy beyond belief.



“Yes! Oh God yes! That feels so good Mistress!” Mission smiled as Kikri submitted to her. Mission changed something again, and the pleasure was increased ten fold. Kikri was losing strength as her weakening knees began to buckle. She and her mistress slid to the ground. Mission pumping her fingers into her all the way.



When Kikri landed on her ass she spread her legs as far apart as she could. Mission leaned in close and began kissing her slut on the neck. The Exile slid her feet back so that her knees where bent and hovering off to either side of her body. She could feel herself tense. Mission slid a hand under Kikri's top and began messaging one of her breasts. Her touch was like magic. “Mistress, I'm gonna cum!” Kikri squealed.



Mission ran her tongue along her whore's neck up to her ear, it was like electricity all the way. “You've been a good slut today,” Mission breathed sultrily, “go ahead and cum.”



Those were the magic words. Kikri's eyes rolled back in her head and her back arched as she came hard on her lover's hand. Ecstasy coursed through her very essence, as she could think of nothing but the love of her mistress. Mission removed her hands and watched her new slut writhe in ecstasy before her. She leaned back in and embraced Kikri in another passionate kiss. “Mmm... that's much better.” Said the Twi'lek as she seemed satisfied with the job that she'd done.



She went to stand when the Jedi threw her arms around her again and pulled her into another kiss. “More,” Kikri whispered seductively, practically gushing.



Mission smiled. Her eyes flickered and then glowed in a manner that the Exile had seen before. Before she could put her finger on where exactly, her mistress placed a hand on her pussy. It was suddenly burning. It was on fire, and she exploded. “Oh god Mistress! I'm cumming again!” she cried as she creamed her mistresses hand with a more powerful and passionate orgasm than the first. She grabbed Mission and pulled her close as she began to shake from the power of her orgasm. Mission returned the embrace and began whispering in Kikri's ear, “That's it. Your a good whore, and good whores get to cum. Cum long and hard, my pretty slut, because we're going to have work to do.”



Elom



Carmella could sense their fear. It was understandable, she was starting to feel it too. She pushed that thought out of her mind and tried to remain calm. 'There is no emotion, there is peace.' She repeated to herself as she prayed that the situation would pass on its own. From her hiding place she could see and hear everything. The fact that they hadn't seen her gave her hope that she could get a jump on her perusers and surprise them if she had too.



“Don't give me those lies. She's here. I sensed her the moment we set down on this planet and the feeling has only gotten stronger since we entered this camp. Now I will ask you one last time. Where are you hiding her?” Darth Lucciola demanded of the Zabrak colonists.



The hate that had grown in Carmella's former master hit her. From the pulse that it sent through the force, she could tell that her former master was gone for ever. All that remained was the hate. “I'm sorry,” the Zabrak, Carmella remembered his name being Eton, “but we are harboring no one by that description.”



Troia smiled from behind Eton and said, “Well if you won't hand her over... then we'll just have to draw her out.” Eton turned to look at the Dark Lady, but as he did he heard the snap-hiss of a Lucciola's lightsaber. In one fluid motion she cut him down.



Carmella gasped. She quickly covered her mouth with her hands hoping that she hadn't been heard. The level of fear in the camp was starting to rise. There were enough Sith troops in the camp to prevent a mass wave of resistance launched at the two Sith Lords. Carmella watched from behind the cloth flap entrance of one of their prefab shelters. One of the Sith troopers pushed forward another of the colonists, one that Carmella didn't know. She could feel the level of fear and anticipation rising even higher. This time it was Troia who ignited her lightsaber and delivered the executioners blow.



Carmella could hear crying coming from another part of the camp. The level of fear was so high that it was threatening to engulf her. 'There is no emotion, there is peace,' she repeated to herself. She watched as they brought forward the next prisoner. His name was Clement. He was an old friend of hers, the one who had agreed to hide her here. He couldn't bear to see him killed.



She took a deep breath and recited another line of the code, this time aloud. “There is no death, there is the force.” She sprang into action, blocking Lucciola's saber before it could kill. “No more killing,” Carmella smiled coolly.



Troia swung her blade. Carmella whirled to react to Troia's stroke, but it wasn't directed at her. Carmella's eyes grew wide as she felt her friend's presence blip out in the force. She saw him keel over as Troia brought her double-bladed saber back to bear on Carmella. Carmella tried to remain calm as she blocked Troia's blow. “I can sense your inner struggle. You are wavering my former Padawan.” Lucciola snickered as she began attacking the knight.



Carmella tried focusing on the attacks of her former master and the Sith Lord, but she was heavily out matched. Around the camp itself she could feel fear trying to swallow her whole. She was resisting as best she could, but it required her focus to be split.



As Carmella fought she caught glimpses of the Sith troopers. They seemed to be rounding up all of the colonists into a line. Their captain was standing at the front of line with her blaster drawn. When they had most of their captives rounded up, the captain put her gun to the head of the first and pulled the trigger.



Like a punch to the stomach, Carmella felt the colonist wink out of the force. She saw the captain move to the next prisoner and pull the trigger again. Carmella wanted to sprint over to protect them, but the two Sith were making it nearly impossible for her to stay alive with their saber work, let alone try to protect anyone.



“Please!” Carmella begged of her former master, “Your quarrel is with me, leave them out of this.”



“They hid you from us and by doing so broke the law. We're just carrying out their punishment,” Darth Lucciola explained as another shot rang out. Carmella lost her focus on the fight for a moment as she watched the Zabrak slump to the ground. She was quickly drawn back into the fight as Darth Troia's lightsaber grazed her arm, drawing blood.



Carmella quickly focused back on the fight at hand. Her green lightsaber whirling in fury, as she went on the offensive against Troia. An offensive that didn't last very long, as Lucciola quickly reminded her she was out numbered by nearly taking Carmella's head off. Another shot rang out and shortly after another. Carmella lost focus again. She tried to keep her mind focused on staying alive, but she could feel every execution through the force. She couldn't help but feel responsible for their deaths since she had come seeking their help.



In desperation Carmella tried negotiating with the Sith one last time. She summoned up the force to create a blast that created a little space between her and the Sith. “Wait,” she called to the Sith captain just before she executed another prisoner. She looked at her old master in the eye, “If I submit to you will you spare the colonists.”



Lucciola smiled at Troia before she responded to the plea of surrender, “As you wish.” Carmella powered down her saber and Lucciola yanked it out of her hands with the force. A Sith trooper came over and bound Carmella's hands behind her back. Lucciola walked behind her prisoner and kicked her knees out. Carmella fell face first into the dirt. Lucciola leaned down over the Jedi who was now crouched, and lifted her head out of the dirt by the pony tail she wore her hair in. Carmella now had a clear view of the execution line. Lucciola whispered into Carmella's ear. “Your training in the ways of the Sith begins now. Lesson one fear will eventually lead to suffering.” Carmella's eyes grew wide as Lucciola called to her captain, “Captain Taylor, carry on.”



The captain smiled wickedly, “With pleasure my Lady.”



“What? No! I surrendered. You said you'd spare them.”



“So I lied.” The fear that Carmella had been fighting finally consumed her. She struggled with all her might to break free from Lucciola, but to no avail.



“Stop,” she cried. Taylor fired a point blank shot into the face of one of their prisoner's heads “STOP IT!” She screamed as tears began. Shot after shot rang out and and Carmella was powerless to stop it.



“Remember this moment, remember the the fear, the hatred, the pain, and the suffering. It will make you stronger.” Lucciola told her apprentice.



Troia walked over to Lucciola, “As soon as Captain Taylor is finished we need to leave immediately. Apparently some one picked up Anya and is looking to turn her over to us. We're leaving for Telos.”



Real Space above Telos IV



“Kikri get up here,” Carth yelled back down the cabin.



She came came down to the cabin with Mission tagging along behind her, “What's up Carth?”



“Trouble,” he said pointing through the cockpit.



“Looks like a Sith frigate. Pretty big for patrol work in this area of the galaxy, but I don't think its big enough to be carrying two Sith Masters. What do you think?”



“Well Telos is actually the center of the Sith Restoration project,” Carth said. “Rebuilding here shows that they're committed to strengthening all of their planets. So this frigate probably is just on patrol duty.” A light started blinking on Carth's control board.



“What's up?” Atton asked joining everyone in the cockpit.



Kikri looked at the display, “It looks like we're being haled by a Sith frigate. Any change in Anya?”



“She's stirred a little. I think the drugs are wearing off, but she won't be up for a while yet. I'm surprised the amount the pumped into her didn't kill her.”



“I'm patching through the Sith transmission.”



“This is patrol ship: Maltese to the Ebon Hawk. Please stand by for escort to the planet's surface.”



“This is the Ebon Hawk. We copy.” Carth said before turning to the rest of the crew, “We have a problem.”



“So it would appear. Follow them in, we'll think of something,” The Exile replied.





“We'll have to,” Carth said. “If they're expecting two prisoner's aboard this ship and we show up without any, things could get messy. The only thing I can think to do is hand over Atton and Anya, and try to get them back later.”



“Whoa whoa, wait. As one of the prisoner's shouldn't I get some say in this,” protested Atton. “I mean I'm sorry to get you into this mess, but there has to be a better way out of it. Better than handing me over to the Sith.”



“Look, if you can think of a better solution I'm all for it,” replied Carth. Atton paused for a moment but nothing could come to mind.



“Okay, I've got nothing. But, I shouldn't be the one to locked up.” Now all three of the travelers were staring at Atton. “Look you all seem bent on reuniting the Jedi and destroying the Sith Empire. Fine don't let me stop you, but I didn't sign up for any of this. Carth here could fit a description for me. They probably just told them they had a Jedi and her pilot. Hand him over and not me. So that if this whole thing goes south an innocent bystander doesn't get caught up in all this. I'll help you spring him though, if the price was right.”



“Great a mercenary,” Carth complained as he rolled his eyes.



“Yeah, but he's a mercenary with a point,” Kikri said thoughtfully. “Alright Atton, we'll figure out your price is later. Carth I'm sorry, but its the best way.”



Carth just shook his head, “You'd just better hope that I don't run into any one who knows me here.”



Mission spoke up, “Actually, I think that would work out better. I mean this is just like something you would do. It gives you some credibility. Who cares if you're description doesn't fit exactly. You're some one they're looking for. They won't care about it.”



“Fine, if this is the only way, I'll go along with it,” Carth said he agreed, but Kikri could tell that he was still a bit upset with the whole idea.



“Carth we're going to cuff you and Anya up in the cargo bay,” Kikri said to him. Carth stormed out of the cockpit and off to the cargo bay. Kikri went after him.



“Carth this is the best option we have available. We need you to go along with this. We'll come back for you. I promise, you can trust me.”



Carth sighed and leaned up against the wall, “No its not that exactly. Its what you said earlier about the dark side, and you're right. When Revan came back with her fleet, she placed as her top admiral a man named Saul Karath. He was my mentor and he returned to destroy my home. I haven't been able to really trust any one since then. Not only that, but I have been afraid to trust any one. I'm tired of it. I'm ready to try again, and I think this is going to test me.”



“Don't worry Carth,” Kikri said with a smile, “we'll make sure to break you out.” She leaned in and gave Carth a kiss on the cheek. Carth blushed and smiled at Kikri.



“Thanks for the reassurance,” he said.



They reached the cargo bay and Kikri put binders on Carth and back onto Anya. “Carth I think she's going to wake up while she's locked up with you.”



“Don't worry, I'll make sure she understands the plan.”



Kikri smiled at him and headed back towards the cockpit. When she arrived it was all smiles there too. She cocked her head and became a little unsure of things. “What's up?”



“Oh, our escort arrived and is guiding us in,” Atton replied. “And on a more promising note, your mistress and I have arrived on a price.”





The Sith Queen, Darth Troia's flag ship, hyperspace en-route to Telos



She was trapped there was no where she could run, no where she could hide. Carmella just heard blaster shots ringing off coming from every direction. She could see her friends from the academy running, scrambling to get away as well. She heard another blaster shot ring out closer than the others had been. She turned and saw one of her friends fall. Another shot rang out and another Jedi died.



“Help us Carmella, save us!” They yelled at her. She couldn't she was trapped. She was helpless. She saw another Jedi die right in front of her, and this time she saw who the pursuer and executioner was.



She was clad in the uniform of an officer in the Sith Army. All black, from her hat down to her long leather boots. Even her hair, which she wore in a tight bun, was dark. The only thing about her, other than her skin, that didn't seem to destroy all the light around her was the wicked smile. The smile, however, was a night mare all its own.



It belonged to the most evil woman that Carmella had ever met. Sure she'd heard all the terrible stories of what the Sith were capable of, but she'd never actually any of them. Nothing to the degree of what Captain Taylor had done. She'd never seen anyone do what Taylor had done. She'd seen killing before of course, but she'd never seen it done for those reasons. Never because it brought pleasure and no other gain. In Carmella's mind, this Sith Officer was the most extreme evil she had ever met, and it scared the hell out of her.



Another shot rang out and Carmella was torn out of her image of fear and back into the moment. Taylor was still slowly walking forward as she fired, getting closer by the moment. Carmella was now trying to get free so that she could flee instead of trying to save her comrades.



She saw her best friend from the academy, Anya, running towards her. “Run Anya! Get away from here!”



“No, we have to get you out of here.” She said as she tried to remove the shackles that bound Carmella.



“No get out of here! Leave before she gets you!” Carmella was desperate.



“Quickly Nalla, get her free. I'll defend you.” Carmella looked up and saw her master, Lonna Vash, swatting at blaster bolts as the Dark Captain continued her approach.



“No Lonna, Run! Get out of her!” She screamed. It was to no avail, Vash stood her ground as the Captain pressed forward. Carmella heard three blasters hots and only saw two of them get batted away. She screamed in terror as her master collapsed to the floor. Taylor started cackling as she seemed to get off on the pain she was causing.



“Please, Anya, leave. Run, before its too late,” begged Carmella to her friend one last time.



“I've almost got it, almost there...” she said as she struggled. Carmella looked up and saw Taylor was upon them.



“Stop what you're doing,” she said with the barrel of her gun pressed against the back of Anya's head. “Put your hands up and I want to you to look your friend right in the eye.” Anya did as she was told. Carmella was trembling with fear as she looked into Anya's eyes.



“It'll be alright,” Anya said as she squeezed Carmella's hand. Carmella heard a shot and her friend's head exploded all over her.



She screamed in terror as Taylor laughed at her. “Any last requests?” The woman asked as she aimed her blaster at the bound Jedi. Carmella could only quiver in fear. Taylor smiled and squeezed the trigger. Carmella saw the blaster bolt fly strait at her face, and then she woke up screaming.

“Have a good rest?” A voice asked mockingly.



Carmella stopped screaming. Standing directly in front of her was a sight that took her shook her with fear so thorough that she could barely even breathe.



“Don't worry, you're not dreaming this time,” Carmella heard the voice and recognized it as that of her former master, Lonna Vash now known as Darth Lucciola. She didn't look at the Sith though. Her fear kept her eyes locked on the image in front of her.



Darth Lucciola spoke again, “I'm going to leave you in Captain Renee Taylor's capable hands. Darth Troia and I have to prepare for another Jedi we're going to pick up, but don't worry,” Lucciola smiled broadly before she continued, “Renee will take good care of you.” With that Lucciola strode out of the room and left Carmella alone with the woman of her nightmare, the image of fear she couldn't look away from.



With a loud snap and an evil smile Taylor said, “Lets start the fun.” The sight of the Captain was enough to instill fear into the young knight, but Taylor's current dress and compliment of devices showed Carmella how deep her fear could go. Renee was not dressed in her officer's uniform, like the last time Carmella had seen her or from her dream, but something more terrifying. She still wore her high black leather boots that rose to just below her knees, but everything else had changed. Complimenting the boots she had a pair of long black leather gloves that went up to her elbows. The center piece of Renee's outfit was a black leather corset that accented all of the right curves. She also wore a small black leather thong. The snap that Taylor had created was from the whip she was holding.





 

Sex Scene IX

 

Carmella was suspended in an energy field of some sort. Her arms were suspended and spread above her head and her legs were stretched wide apart. She could only see the energy field where it connected to her arms and legs, but it seemed to be shutting off her ability to use the force. On top of being locked up, Carmella had been stripped of all of her belongings. She was now only clad in her simple bra and panties.



There was a loud crack as the Dark Captain's whip connected between the Jedi's breasts, destroying the fabric that held it together. Carmella screamed in pain as the whip cut into her skin. Renee pulled the whip back and let it fly again. This time it connected near her legs. Carmella screamed again as the whip cut through her panties and burned into her skin. There was another crack and the whip connected through the panties on the other side of her waist cutting them to shreds. They fell to the ground leaving Carmella's breasts hanging out of her tattered bra and her snatch exposed.



“There, that's better.” Carmella was shaking in fear and pain as Captain Taylor walked over to her. She came up to her captive and leaned in close. Carmella was breathing quickly as she stared Renee in the eyes. The moment seemed to go on forever as she just looked into the eyes of her captor. Then the sith made a move. She kissed her.



Carmella was shocked as their lips met. She could feel the Renee's tongue trying to get inside of her mouth. She was shocked. She didn't know what to do. Suddenly her captor was kissing her. Taylor withdrew her invitation and started kissing Carmella's neck as she finished removing the Jedi's bra.



Taylor backed away from Carmella again, “Now that you've had a little taste of pain, its time to give you some pleasure.”



Carmella watched a with a little curiosity as Renee reached into a black bag not too far from her, and pulled out a roll of tape a device that the Jedi had never seen before.



“What.. what's that?” The obviously shaken Jedi asked.



“This?” Renee asked holding up the small egg shaped vibrator. “This is something that will make you feel good.” Renee twisted the vibrator and it turned on. She took it and stuck it next to Carmella's exposed pussy. The Jedi reacted instantly. She started to squirm, as a mixture of shock and pleasure hit her. It was intense, Carmella had never felt anything like it before. She had been with a man before, but this was completely different. It was so much more intense. She started breathing heavy. The captain laughed as she watched the Jedi begin to succumb to the pleasure. “Feels good, doesn't it?” The captain snickered and tapped the device in place.



Renee reached into the bag and pulled out another vibrator. Carmella tried to remain focused. She didn't want to be overcome with pleasure. Strong emotions can lead to the dark side, especially on a place so soaked in it already. Especially with strong amount of fear that she already had for the sith captain. Through the pleasure she asked, “What's that for?”



“Oh you have other sensitive areas that feel good. I don't want anything to be left out.” Renee twisted the vibrator on and pressed it on Carmella's left breast. Carmella let out a small moan. “That's it, don't fight it. Embrace the pleasure,” the captain encouraged as she taped this vibrator to the woman's nipple.



Renee picked another vibrator and taped it on the Jedi's other nipple. “There, how does that feel?” Carmella couldn't speak as she tried to focus on not letting the intense pleasure overwhelm her. She was growing hot all over. It felt so good, she was definitely getting wet. She stopped herself, that kinda of thought was just what she needed to avoid. Focusing on how good, how every fiber seemed to be effected by the strong vibrations of those three hot spots. No! She tried to focus again.



“Let yourself go,” Renee said as she slinked up to her captive. She put her arms around Carmella and kissed her again. The sith captain attempted to invade the Jedi's mouth once more, but Carmella still refused to let her slip her tongue in.



Again the captain retreated. She kissed the girl on the her cheek and then started kissing the Jedi on the neck. Carmella had been kissed before many times. Men were the one vice she had allowed herself. She followed the code to the letter otherwise, but she got lonely on her long missions as a knight to the unknown regions. So she allowed her self to become involved. She knew what it was like to be kissed and to be kissed well, and Renee had a real talent.



She threw her head back to give Renee better access to her neck. Renee kissed and sucked on it a little longer before moving back up to the Jedi's mouth. She kissed her there again, and this time it was Carmella's tongue entered to explore the sith's mouth. Renee's hands that had been roaming across Carmella's back finally found the Jedi's ass. She squeezed and Carmella gasped. Carmella let herself go. She fully opened herself up to the pleasure, and it was even more intense. Not only that, but the sith captain was really really good at this. Carmella could feel the pleasure in her pussy begin to grow even more.



Renee stopped kissing her on the mouth and moved down to her chests. She kissed between her breasts, and on the side of them and all around them. Carmella was on the edge now and she threw her head back as she could feel the orgasm coming on fast. Renee grabbed the back of the Carmella's head and pulled her into a kiss with her into a strong passionate kiss. Carmella felt herself explode as the orgasm washed over her. It was strong and powerful and she loved every minute of it.



She felt it subside and her view of the captain completely changed. “Now then, you've had your taste of pain and of pleasure, and you're progressing wonderfully into Sithhood. But a Sith must understand both completely. I'm going to allow you that experience.” The Jedi's eyes widened as she watched the Dark Captain. The vibrators on Carmella were still active and she could feel herself becoming very aroused again. Renee pulled a long black strap-on out of the bag that had one end for both the giver and the taker. “Tell me,” Captain Taylor said, “have you ever been fucked in the ass.” Carmella's eyes got wide. “Good,” Renee slipped off her panties and put on the strap-on letting out a moan of ecstasy as it entered her pussy. The tip was now pointing at Carmella and Taylor finished her thought, “I've always wanted to break in a virgin.”



Renee picked a tube out of her bag and pressed a button on a consul near her that made Carmella start to move. Carmella struggled against it, but she had no choice except to move along with it. Now she was bent over at the waist. Her long slender legs let up to her ass, which was now the high point of her body. Her back now slopped away and forward so that her ample chest hung in front of her. Renee began to walk around behind her captive. “You can't be serious. That thing will never fit.”



“Ah your fear is back. That's good, because fear leads to pain. And this will cause a lot of pain, but in a good way.” Renee finished circling Carmella and began to squeeze the lube onto her hands. She tossed the bottle aside and began to rub it on the dildo. When she was satisfied she began to rub what she had left on her hands onto her captives elevated ass.



Carmella, who was still feeling good from her last orgasm and the pleasure the vibrators that were still pushing through her, cooed as the Dark Captain rubbed her rump. “Mmm... that feels good. What are you doing back there?”



Renee chuckled, “I'm applying lube, it will help me ram you as hard as I can. Now,” she said as she placed the tip of the dildo on the edge of Carmella's hole, “take a deep breathe. This is going to hurt so good.” Renee thrust forward and Carmella gasped. Renee pulled back slowly and thrust forward again slowly, pushing it further in this time. The Jedi began to feel a burning sensation in her ass, yet the warm pleasurable feeling in her pussy continued. As the sith continued to thrust the burning got more intense, but the vibrators where doing their job and the pleasure in her pussy kept increasing. After a while she wasn't sure whether to cry out in pain or pleasure. All the same, the Jedi was still breathing heavily.



“Good, I'm glad to see you made it through the first session,” smiled the dark captain. “That was only a quarter of the dildo. Now we're going to step things up.” Carmella's eyes went wide. Only a quarter? And with lubricant. Her ass felt like it was on fire. She wasn't sure she'd be able to take much more.



“AAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!” Carmella screamed as her eyes went wide. She could feel the dildo thrust deep into her. Tears began streaking down her face. The only thing that made it bearable was the comparatively small pleasure in her cunt and her on her breasts.



The Dark Captain cackled maniacally as she began to pull back slowly and prepare for another thrust. “Good, that was about half of it, you took at least 7 inches there. We'll be all the way there in about another two thrusts.”



Carmella was now scared as hell. She shook an tugged at the field that bound her, but to no avail. She tried to call on the force. To her surprise responded, but it wasn't at all what she expected . When she opened herself up, she was met with cold pain and fear. Quickly she shut it off. Just as quickly she felt the dildo go from being almost out of her ass to farther in than it had ever been.



She screamed again. The tears that had been streaking down her face, were now pouring. She was in pain like she'd never felt before. Her butt was on fire, and it seemed to radiate all the way through her body. She could feel the Captain pulling out slowly. And then... the pain exploded. There was no doubt about it this time. The pain touched every part of her, more intense than if she had been dropped into the sun.



She could hear Renee, who was laughing as hard as she had been crying. “That was all of it. Very good, I didn't think that it would all fit. Now its time for the real fun.”



Renee pulled the dildo back. It felt like she had it halfway out before she forced it back in. The Captain began continuing in this pattern. Thrusting in and out. No more quick in slow out. It was all speed now, it hurt with intense pain all the time. Carmella kept screaming until her voice went horse and she couldn't scream any more. She felt herself move beyond what could merely be pain, a twinge in the force cued her into the suffering that her masters had always warned her of. She tried opening her self back to the force again. She was met with the same fear and pain, but it was her friend. The force had always been there for her. So she tried to latch onto the cold and find some warmth.



The force brought something to her mind. Through the pain it reminded her of the vibrators on her pussy and tits. She couldn't feel anything, but the pain at first. Then the force told her to embrace it. Focus on it, and she could find away out. So she did.



The pain was all encompassing, it seemed as that it was her. All she was was in pain. She embraced it and let it flow through her. When she did, she was finally able to feel her pussy. She found the pleasure there. It wasn't the same as before, it seemed like the force was generating it. She let the force flow even more, radiating out from her cunt. She felt it on her breasts too, and let it expand from there. So with the help of the force, she was able to flood the pleasure to the rest of her body. Thanks to Renee leaving the vibrators in place, she now felt good again.



The force had changed during the entire process. The fear was replaced with hatred, and it had grown warm. The pain remained, and Carmella enjoyed that part of it. It was the pain that she had been able to manipulate to create the change of events. So that now instead of hurting all over it felt good. A moan of pleasure managed to escape. It cause her tormentor to stop.



Renee put the palm of her hand on her forehead as she laughed with a menacing glee. “Looks like you're beginning to enjoy this.



“You've failed at your task. I managed to overcome your forcefield and reconnect with the Living Force. Leaving the vibrators on was a bad move. Focusing on the pleasure allowed me to overcome the pain.”



Renee laughed again, and she was laughing at Carmella's assessment of the situation. “Silly girl. The vibrators have been off since the time you took all of this giant plastic cock in your ass. As for the forcefield only your fear prevented your access to the force. Seems like you bonded with the pain and suffering. Welcome to the dark side.” Renee grabbed the new Sith's hips with both of her hands, “Now, my pet, lets continue. I enjoyed hearing you panting like a bitch before.” Renee thrust in again.

Carmella felt the pain but instantly new how to turn it into pleasure. She began to realize that the sith was right. She was using the dark side to turn the moment into her favour. She didn't care though, as she moaned again with the pleasure. If this was the dark side, then it was wonderful.



She tested her new power and with a surge of power, she overloaded the forcefield that was holding her in place. Renee was shocked as she watched Carmella regain control of herself. So much so, that she stopped fucking her. Carmella on the other hand started grinding her ass back and forth on the pseudo-cock. “Continue Captain,” the new Sith commanded.



“As you wish Carmella.”



“Please, call me Darth Chienne,” she said with the smile that she had learned from the Dark Captain. “On your knees. I think we can make this even better.” Chienne used the force to lower them both down to the floor. The captain was now on her knees with the dildo still in her and her new Sith, who was now on her hands and knees, vigorously humping doggy style. Renee quickly regained her focus and stated thrusting back.



Chienne and Renee humped the each other viciously. The captain grabbed onto the Sith's thighs to give her more leverage in fucking the girl's ass. Chienne was constantly channeling the pain into pleasure, echoes of it flooded back to Renee through the force. “Mmm.. They've always said that fucking a Sith was the best.” Renee dug her nails into Chienne's hips so deep that it almost drew blood. Chienne squeaked in pleasure and she began to hump the cock even faster. The Sith adjusted how she was she was moving, angling the dildo a bit. The effects of her maneuver were almost immediate, and this time it was Renee who squeaked at the heightened pleasure.



Chienne smiled, “Lets step this up a notch.” The Sith opened herself fully to he new force she had found. She pumped all the pleasure she was feeling into it. She magnified it inward and it started pushing her towards the edge. The captain even increased her thrusting and Chienne pushed the force outward. “A thank you, my Captain,” she said with the smile on her face.



Renee suddenly felt everything that the Sith had been feeling. She almost came right away, but she got a hold of herself realizing how much more intense the pleasure would feel if she could hold on until Chienne also came. The sith captain began to thrust with more fervor, as if trying to force pleasure out of her former captive.



“Oh yes Renee! Fuck yes! Fuck my ass! Mmmm.. yes. Fuck my dirt little ass. Fuck it hard! Oh fuck! I'm cumming Renee! Ooo... Fuck! I'm cumming RENEE!” Chienne exploded into orgasm as she shouted her lovers name. The pleasure was also pushed back through the force into Renee, who came hard as well. The two came hard together, and when they were spent Renee fell over backwards, finally removing the enormous dildo from Chienne's ass. Chienne crawled on top of her captain and kissed her. She grabbed the dildo and was about to shove it back into her ass when a voice came over the intercoms.



“Captain Taylor, we've come out of hyperspace. Is she ready?” Darth Lucciola's voice asked.



Renee looked up at the Sith on top of her and smiled her wicked smile, “Darth Chienne is not quite ready, I think 30 more minutes should do it.”



Lucciola saw strait through what was going on, and she approved. “You have 15. Don't keep me waiting Captain.”



The intercom shut off and Chienne leaned in and kissed the Captain. Their tongues interlocked and wrestled back and forth. Chienne reached down and twisted Renee's nipples. The Captain broke the kiss to let out a gasp. Renee took the opportunity to rock her ass back onto the dildo. She sat back on it so that it was a little over a quarter of the way in. She had her back arched, her arms were locked strait with her hands on the Captains chest. Chienne rocked back and forth on the dildo slowly, not going too fast, trying not to hurt herself.



Renee decided to help her out. She grabbed the new Sith's hips and pulled her down hard onto the cock. Chienne yelped as the pain returned. It took her an agonizing moment of pain to turn on her new trick and channel it into pleasure. Soon, however, it began to feel really good. She was getting better at this, now she was quaking from the pleasure. She turned her other newfound force power on and began pumping the pleasure into her partner.



“Oh Fuck Chienne,” yelped Renee as the pleasure hit her. Chienne started bouncing up and down on the thick plastic cock. “Damn Chienne that feels so good.” Renee leaned back and just enjoyed as the Sith did all the work. She was really quite attracted to the newest member of the Sith order, and watching the Chienne's sexy ass bounce up and down on the dick along with the end of the dildo that was in her was making Renee really hot. Renee arched her back, pushing the dildo farther into herself and her partner.



Chienne gasped as more pleasure washed into her. Renee began digging her nails into Chienne's thigh's. Chienne yelp again in pain and pleasure. She rocked her ass harder on to the cock. Her tits were bouncing as wildly as she was The scene was become too much for Renee.



“Oh shit! Chienne! Fuck you're gonna make me cum!”



“Fuck yes!” Chienne shrieked as she could feel her orgasm coming on too. “Yes! Renee! Fuck! Cum with me!”



Renee smiled and dug her nails deeper. She could fee it. It was right on the edge. Renee pushed harder, dug deeper. With a loud shriek she exploded. She came hard into the dildo, and as her pleasure exploded threw her, she soon felt something else explode threw her as well. Chienne came too, and was filling the room with ecstasy. Chienne collapsed onto Renee, their breasts were now pressed into each other.



They both lied there panting and gasping, staring into each others eyes as Chienne tried to keep the orgasm going as long as she could. When it finally faded, Renee put her arms around the Sith girl and kissed her. It was the deep passionate kiss of two lovers. Renee finally broke it and said, “Come on. Lets head to ops and see what your new masters have planned for us.”