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Knights of the Old Republic: The Sith Empire	By : klick2000 Category: +G through L > Knights of the Old Republic Views: 39368 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Thank you to every one who has been reading this and has waited patiently for chapter 7. The story is up to 15k hits, thank you sooo much for your support. Please let me know what you think of this chapter. I read all the reviews and look forward to other peoples thoughts. My story has definately been influenced by the reviews i receive. So please let me know what you think. I'd also like to thank the people who made the bourne movies. For what ever reason I write better when the Bourne supremacy is playing in the back ground. I changed some stuff to older chapters. Namely when Kikri received her scar from Revan, it happened after she went back to the Jedi council. Also I've listed all the sex scenes, so if you just want to skip to the steamy bits search for "sex scene."

Now withouth further rambling from the author, the long awaited Chapter VII

Chapter VII

Perspective

“Squint get clear!” Aubrey yelled as she grabbed him with the force. She pulled her best friend clear just as their shuttle exploded.

“Do you think they were sith?” the panting Knight asked of his rescuer.

“We're about to find out,” Aubrey said as she motioned to the dozen or so fighters that were landing. Aubrey reached out through the force and grabbed onto two of the fighters and smashed them into each other. 'Well that's two down anyway,' Aubrey told herself. Squint ignited his saber and Aubrey followed suit. The two knights watched as ten fighters landed and their owners proceeded to draw red lightsabers.

“Well that removes all doubt. Any strategy, oh grand master strategist?” Squint said with a sideways smile. He always loved to press his friend's buttons during the tense moments. It typically relieved the stress and focused Aubrey that they were doing what the council was too blinded to see.

He was at least serious about wanting a strategy, and Aubrey was the best tactician in the entire order. She wasn't the most gifted with a saber, or the best seer, or telekinetic. Strategy, however, was something that Aubrey was adept at, and it wasn't even one of her force skills. Her best force skill however would come in rather handy with the strategy she had in mind.

The force was with them at least, they had crashed in a wooded area. This definitely would work. “Squint start running, try to lose them, and I'll pick them off.” The Jedi smiled, he knew where his partner was going with this and he approved. Squint quickly took off into the Forrest with Aubrey trailing close behind.

About forty yards in with Sith hot on their tail Aubrey turned on her greatest force technique, and vanished completely. Not just from the naked eye but from any sort of thermal tracer, life form detector, or even the force. An entire battalion of Mandalorians learned the hard way that Aubrey is the worst Jedi to encounter in the jungle. The only flaw to this technique is that it can't conceal a lightsaber, and for that brief moment she's vulnerable. As Aubrey watched the last Sith run past her after Squint, her lightsaber sprang to life. And as that Sith learned, a brief vulnerable moment is all it takes to sever a head from its shoulders.

With a gaping hole in the force left from a fallen Sith, the nine remaining pursuers paused. Three continued pursuing Squint at top speed, while the other six moved in closer together. Aubrey left the six who she could feel frantically searching for her, and continued after Squint. While the stealthed Jedi couldn't move as fast as Squint or his pursuers, she only needed to be far enough away from the six to break out into a full sprint after her friend.

It felt like an eternity of creeping before she finally distanced herself enough to make a dash towards Squint. Instantly, Aubrey lit up in the force like a firecracker in the force, and the six flew after her. Ahead she could feel Squint engage one of the Sith as two more came after her. Just as she had hoped.

While she believed stealth and strategy were her best assets, Squint's were his brute force and his aggressively cunning and forceful saber skills. This time Aubrey was the distraction as the other Knight dueled the lone Sith. In a matter of moments, she could feel the Sith's presence become one with the Force.

Aubrey slipped back into the shadows. The two that had just left Squint froze in place, not sure whether to keep pursing the muscle or to find the shadow. They weren't given an option as the strong Knight charged back towards them. The two Sith prepared themselves for the charging Jedi, leaving themselves completely open to Aubrey. The nimble shadow executed one Sith instantly, completely throwing off the concentration of the other. Aubrey force pushed it towards Squint who quickly overpowered his disoriented foe, leaving only six Sith warriors remaining for the two Jedi.

“Six Sith in under 20 minutes, not too shabby,” the man said with a smile.

Aubrey smiled back, “Just don't get too cocky Squint, its only half of them.” The pair of Jedi turned to face the on coming wave. They watched as two Sith hung back and began firing lightning at the pair with the other four Sith circled around their flank. Squint caught one of the streams of lightning squarely with his saber, while Aubrey caught the other.

“I'll take these two, you get the others,” Squint said, gritting his teeth as he moved over to Aubrey to take her stream of lightning. As soon as he had it, Aubrey vanished and he began to towards the two Sith lightning wielders. Aubrey slinked up to the four Sith as they cautiously awaited her. One lost his patients and lashed out towards Squint, Aubrey quickly lashed out and the Sith was on the ground split in half. The remaining three charged Aubrey before they lost sight of her.

Aubrey became a stunning display of her own form of lightsaber combat. Striking and slipping into the shadows, reappearing for a moment to strike and just as quickly vanishing right before the eyes of her attackers. She could effectively throw them off balance, not telegraphing her moves through the force is a huge advantage. Even if she had to shut off her lightsaber every time she vanished, the advantage was worth it. Throw a quick strike here, a parry there, activate and flash in every time they got too close with a saber.

Squint was almost to one of his Sith. He could see the fear in its eyes as the lightning of two Sith were endlessly poured into his saber. Finally their relenting assault, and in a flash one had its saber out and charged at Squint. Squint deftly maneuvered and muscled his opponent in the line of fire from the other Sith. There would be a cackle of lightning from it here and there, but it seemed as though the Sith at range was not yet willing to sacrifice his comrade in order to kill the Jedi duelist. Eventually, the Knight simply became too much for his opponent. The other Sith sensed this and fired lightning at the pair. Squint let his combatant take the brunt of the lightning.

He watched the Sith spasm to an agonizing death before he force leapt at his next target. He landed and let the force splash in a shock wave of energy knocking his opponent off its feet. Squint picked up the Sith and slammed it into a tree. Before it recover, the Jedi slashed it to pieces with his lightsaber.

Aubrey was still engaged with two of the Sith when Squint came to her aid. The other was on the ground grasping frantically at its neck trying to keep the blood from pouring out. Squint smiled as he saw the nicks and cuts on the two Sith. Evidence that the fight was almost over. The two Sith couldn't keep up with Squint now in the fray. One lost its arm almost immediately and Aubrey put a saber through its torso to finish it off. The other tried to spit lightning at the pair in a last ditched effort. Squint caught it, and Aubrey removed its owner's head.

Aubrey and Squint smiled at each other on a job well done. “Well if the rest of this hidden Sith Empire is like this, then the republic has nothing to worry about.” No sooner had Squint gotten the words out of his mouth then had a blue blur passed between them. Aubrey's face went from a smile to an expression of horror as she watched her friends jaw fall lower jaw fall and blood start to spray all over her.

“Squint!” Aubrey yelled as she caught her falling friend. He was hunched over and coughing as his friend tried to use the force to stop the bleeding, but there was just so much blood.

“Very very impressive,” a voice said as a slow clap also emanated from its direction. Aubrey looked up and saw a blue twi'lek with jagged black tattoos covering her body, accentuating her cold but electrifying beauty. “Those were some top level Sith you two took out. I'd expect no less from the legendary Revanchist and her faithful partner Alec, the heroes of the Republic.”

Aubrey kept flowing her healing energies into her friend. “Its going to be okay Alec, just stay with me.” He kept coughing and sputtering up blood. “No Squint, don't try to talk, just hang on. Let me deal with her.” The Revanchist kept hold of her friend and looked the Sith square in the eye for the first time, eyes so deep she thought she'd lose herself in them. “If they were high level, what does that make you.”

The Sith smiled at the young Knight. “Some call me the Deceiver, others the Corrupter, but you my dear Aubrey will call me master. I am Darth Omsinis of the High Sith Council.”

Aubrey looked down at Alec, she had no clue how she was going to keep him alive and defeat an opponent that took her best friend out of the fight before either of them sensed her coming. The Revanchist held Squint, pumping as much healing energies into Squint as she could with one hand, and with the other she drew her lightsaber and pointed it the Sith along with her gaze. Omsinis smiled at her and easily ripped the lightsaber out of the hand of the distracted Jedi.

“No need for that, love, you've already passed the test.”

“Test?” Aubrey with a shock, “you were testing me? So were those just a bunch of flunkies you sent at me, or was I doing your dirty work for you by taking out Sith who had fallen out of grace.”

Omsinis just laughed, “Don't worry, just like you they were all candidates for a most prestigious position. In fact you should feel honored that you were the best of the best.”

“What?” Aubrey said unable to follow. Her focus was some what split between her dying friend and the Sith's words.

“Why my pretty little Jedi, this was the final trial to select my next apprentice. Congratulations, Aubrey, you've done well.”

Aubrey's jaw dropped. She just stared at the the psychopath for a moment, before speaking carefully, “And should I choose to decline what would happen?”

Darth Omsinis began walking towards Aubrey and her dying friend, “I can sense the conflict in you already. Jedi aren't supposed to have attachment, and yet you're friend is all that matters to you. You can't imagine life with out him at your side and there is your down fall. You try to fight me, but you know that without your healing powers he'd die long before a dual with me finished. You can run and your unique gift would save you but Alec would be left behind. He's your responsibility and you would be responsible for leaving him at my mercy.”

The Sith was right and Aubrey knew it. She could never leave Squint behind, nor could she just let him die. However surrender was an option. How could a prison hold some one who could turn completely invisible? “Fine. If you get Squint a medic, then I'll surrender.”

Omsinis final reached her prey. The Sith Lord dropped to one knee, eye level with the great Jedi general. She lifted Aubrey's chin, forcing the girl to look deep into the dark master's eyes. Omsinis smiled as she said, “Deal.” The Sith leaned in and, much to Aubrey's surprise, kissed her. The Jedi's eyes grew wide, when she felt Omsinis' tongue enter her mouth. The sensation was amazing, even as Aubrey started to find herself running short on breath. Aubrey realized too late that her foe was using this kiss to subdue her. She tried to push the Sith away, but couldn't find the strength. Soon Aubrey blacked out.

Ebon Hawk, Hyperspace en-route to Nar Shadddaa

Sex Scene XV

“Fuck fuck fuck FUCK FUCK FUCK!!!” The twi'lek yelled as her favorite Jedi licked and slurped on her moist pussy. The blue girl was on her back with her legs wrapped around her slaves head, pushing the girls face in closer to her wet blue slit. The Jedi had her back arched and her ass up in the air as far as she could get it, wiggling it around sexily for her mistress. It had been a while since Mission had a private session with Kikri, but was quickly remembering why this Jedi was her favorite.

The twi'lek stopped shouting and began panting heavily as her slave continued sampling her flavour. “OH FUCK ME!” Mission yelled when Kikri slid a finger into the girl's ass. It wouldn't be long now the Jedi knew. She kept the force steadily flowing into her mistress, increasing the pleasure all the more. “Oh god Kikri you're soo good! Fuck me! Fuck me! FUCK MEEEE!” Mission shouted as she came over her Jedi's face. Kikri, not knowing when the time would come again, greedily devoured her mistress's gift of love honey. The Knight increased her flow of the force, extending the duration of Mission's orgasm until the blue girl began shaking from pleasure.

The twi'lek was now writhing on the bed, but her slave refused to relinquish. The Jedi's tongue, it seemed, was working even faster than before. Mission's moans increased in volume when Kikri jammed her middle finger into the blue girl's sopping clit and slid a second finger into her tight ass. Mission wasn't sure before that moment if it was physically possible, but her slave taught her two things, that she could hit the high notes and have two orgasms at the same time.

The feeling of indescribable overwhelming pleasure tore through the young girl as it shook her to her core. The next thing Mission felt was something warm on her face. It was Kikri kissing her on the lips. The Mistress opened her mouth to her slave. Their tongues swirled around and the Jedi moved her leg in between her mistress' and began rubbing it against the twi'lek's pussy. All the while, Kikri was sliding her wet snatch across Mission's blue thigh. Kikri broke the kiss and just stared at her mistress for a moment, continually rubbing against each of their pussies against their legs. The Knight moved in close to the twi'lek's ear, flicked her tongue across it, hotly and slowly said, “I want... to feel your hot... luscious... moist... pussy... against mine.” Kikri flicked her mistress' ear once more with her tongue before moving away.

Mission bit her lip in anticipation, as she too, sat up and moved into position. The twi'lek could feel the heat coming off her slave's vagina as their other set of lips met. Kikri and her mistress both stared deeply into each others eyes as their hips gyrated in unison. Locked at the waist and in the force the pair worked together, rubbing against each other as hard as they could.

“Oooo Mistress your pussy is eating me alive. I'm on fire. You're just so fucken hot!”

“Yeah! That's it, my pet! Fuck me with your dirt cunt! Rub me til I'm raw. Fucking fuck yes, you're so hot!”

The pair shifted and grabbed each others hand, both gaining better leverage.

“Fuck me Mistress! Fuck me fuck me fuck me fuck me fuck me! I'm gonna cum! Fuck Mistress, I'm going to cum! Please let me cum mistress!”

Mission purred at her pet's request, “Mmm... You've been soooo good today, but,” Mission felt herself right on the edge and pushed herself just a little farther, “but since you disobeyed me earlier, this will be your punishment. Obey me always!” The Mistress watched as her slave's previous looks of extacy were replaced by a look of horror and shame. The twi'lek pushed just a little farther and exploded into orgasm as her slave struggled to maintain self control.

Mission rode her orgasm to its conclusion, riding into her slave's cunt the whole way. It was made all the sweeter by Kikri's grimacing face. The Jedi's eyes were closed tight, and her nose was all scrunched up in extreme concentration. The twi'lek thought her slave looked as cute as could be, holding on to the edge, not letting herself go over.

“Mmm... that was so refreshing. Thank you my pet,” The twi'lek said and moved forward into Kikri who was still trying to maintain her self control and not cum without her mistress' permission. Mission kissed the quivering girl on the mouth. Then on the cheek. Finally she reached the Jedi's ear and kissed it, then gave it a flick from her tongue, and said hotly “You were sooo fucken good to me, let me show you how fucken good I can be to those who obey me.” Mission's eyes flickered and glowed briefly, and as she placed her middle finger inside of Kikri, the Jedi immediately exploded into an orgasm.

Kikri thrown off balance immediately grabbed onto Mission to support herself. “Thank you Mistress, thank you for being so fucking good to me,” the slave said with a wide smile on her face as she rode her orgasm to its conclusion.

The Sith Queen, Darth Troia's flag ship, hyperspace, tracking the Ebon Hawk

Atris scowled at the Sith who dared enter her presence. The last Jedi Master remembered this harlot when she was merely an stuck up bitch of a padawan seeking her own fame and glory with her battle meditation skills. No knowledge of the force or mastery of its philosophies, just mere luck in being given skill in battle and she is loved by all. The bitch fell and brought the whole order down with her. It takes more than skill in battle to be a good Jedi as this uppity is learning the hard way.

“My my my, how the mighty have fallen,” Darth Troia said to the suspended form of Atris, the self proclaimed, Last Jedi Master.

“How dare you speak to me to you insufferable trollop,” spat back the Master.

“Ah yes. There is the icy presence I remember from my academy days. Don't worry, we know how to deal with ice,” smiled the Sith Queen. Atris look questioningly at the Sith, until she heard the fans click on. Instead of cool air she felt hot air vents pop up all around her. The Jedi looked at her captor, realizing that the Sith while dressed distastefully, in a skimpy black lace bra and, matching panties and a pair of black pumps, but had left Atris fully clothed in all her winter gear.

“You intend to sweat me out into falling to the dark side?”

Troia merely smiled at her, “Merely one part of my plan.” Troia pressed a button thru the force that lowered Atris so that she wasn't stretched out and had lots of slack. “I intend to make you feel very very uncomfortable.” The Sith Queen widened her stance and shot both hands forward unleashing an impressive array of Sith. The Jedi Master tried to withstand the attack but it simply over powered her. Atris held on for a few more heroic moments before she let forth a blood curdling scream. That seemed to only strengthen the Sith as she poured it on all the more.

“Well that's a good start,” Troia stated cruelly. The Sith Queen moved over to the sizzling Jedi, hunched over, gasping for breath. Troia grabbed the Jedi by the chin so that she could stair into the Master's eyes. “How do you feel,” she asked. The only reply Atris could make was a stifled whimpering cry. “Good,” smiled the Sith. Then she kissed the Jedi square on the lips.

Atris was shocked that a the Sith, easily 10 years her junior, would dare do this to her. Of course she had heard how promiscuous Revan's new Sith were, but she was disgusted that they would dare do this to her. The Jedi Master was also disgusted that she found part of herself enjoying the Sith's soft touch after such an ordeal. “I think you're ready to step this up a notch.” Troia motioned to the door and opened it with a wave of her fingers.

Atris strained her eyes to see and was disappointed to see her former council member walking through it, dressed exactly the same as Darth Troia. “Lanna! It is regretful that you fell to the dark side, but now is your chance to redeem yourself by saving me from this vile Sith.”

“Just as you saved me during the attack on the temple?” the Sith retorted.

“I did what I must to preserve the Order!”

“Don't worry Atris. I am not angry with you. You've always lied to yourself, believing that you were immune to the dark side. I am Darth Lucciola now, and I'm going to show you that you've already fallen to the Dark Side.”

“What! How dare you claim that I am akin to your kind of filth!” Demanded an out raged Atris.

“A Jedi should neither desire extreme pain or pleasure. A Sith however feeds off of each. Here let us show you.” Both Lucciola and Troia simultaneously launched their Sith Lightning. Atris screamed out in pain, a pain unlike anything she had ever felt before.

“Don't fight the pain, don't try to shut it out, embrace it!” Troia yelled as her hands continued to wildly fire lightning at the Jedi Master.

The two Sith cut off their lightning. Atris laid gasping on the ground. Yet with how hot it had become in the room the icy Jedi found it increasingly difficult to recover. “Is that the best you've got?” Atris said with a laugh.

“Don't think you can goad us into killing you,” Lucciola replied.

“I don't have to. You were right. I can feel myself slipping, but thank you for the pain. I learned from a Sith holocrone that it'll make this next part easier!” Atris triumphantly yelled as she used a massive force push to slam the two Sith into the side of the room. The fallen Jedi then wrapped the chain she was bound by around her neck and used the force to press the the button to tighten it. Lucciola and Troia recovered in just enough time to watch the last Jedi Master hang herself.

“Revan will not be pleased,” Lucciola stated.

Troia hung her head. “It was my plan, I'll let her know of our failure.”

Unknown Planet Deep in Sith Territory

Sex Scene XVI

“Ah I see our guest is awake,” the Sith lord said with glee. Aubrey blinked a couple of times and shook the cobwebs out of her head. The Jedi started to remember how she'd ended up in this situation, the bargain that she had made. It had been the Revanchist's hope that they'd leave her alone or with normal sentients. Waking up to the Sith Lord who had captured her, did not bode well. “Are you ready for your first lesson, Apprentice?”

Aubrey was ready to escape, she never thought it would come to this. She looked around at her surroundings trying to find anyway out. They had the Jedi strapped down to a chair so tightly she could barely move. The chair seemed to be more of a torture apparatus. They had Aubrey in a reclined sitting position with her legs spread and strapped to the device in front of her, and her arms strapped above her head. Seems as though going invisible was out of the question.

To make matters worse, Aubrey had been completely stripped. She may not have been the most modest Jedi, but being naked before her enemy was a bit unsettling. Especially one as scantily clad as her captor. Black panties, a black bustier that pushed her breasts up showing so much cleavage, and high black leather boots that came up just below her knee, accentuating her legs and calves magnificently. The Revanchist wanted to focus on a way to get out of this, but the black tattoos on the twi'lek were perfect. Snaking up all round her in a jagged zigzag. Escape was the top thing on Aubrey's mind, but fucking the blue twi'lek senseless was a close second to escape. With any luck, she might be able to work a plan to do both.

Omsinis let out a loud laugh, “We haven't even begun and I already sense the conflict with in you.” The Sith Lord climbed up onto the chair and on top of Aubrey. She straddled the Jedi's waist before bending over, placing her gorgeous tits mere inches away from Aubrey's face. Aubrey's jaw dropped, she hadn't seen such a gorgeous rack since... “I saw you eying these, enjoy the view.” The Revanchist was definitely distracted, but giving into the Sith wouldn't save her or Squint, or the Republic for that matter.

“I have a present for you,” the Sith declared, keeping Aubrey from lingering on her mission or the republic for long. With the force, she pulled a collar to her and put it on her apprentice. “There, you shall wear this always, my apprentice. It gives me the ability to heighten your sense of pain and pleasure, and most importantly keep you conscious.” Aubrey's eyes grew wide as it was revealed to her just what her fate would be. The Jedi struggled against her restraints. Sith Lightning is excruciating with out a collar that amplifies pain. “Don't worry my dear Aubrey this will only hurt for a moment.”

Omsinis, still straddling her apprentice, grabbed Aubrey's midsection and began to open herself up to the force. In a last ditch desperation effort, the Revanchist threw up her most powerful force bubble. Only to watch it become completely electrified as the powerful twi'lek started pumping her Sith Lightning into her new apprentice. Aubrey screamed in extreme pain, her force bubble had completely backfired and she felt as if the Lightning was hitting ever spot on her body. The Knight cried out only vaguely aware of the twi'lek's sinister laugh.

Eventually Omsinis relented. Aubrey could still feel the effects tho, it seemed as if her entire body was going to split apart. “Now now my sweet, don't resist it will only make things worse for you.” The twi'lek leaned in and kissed her apprentice on the lips. Aubrey wanted nothing to do with it, her body was still on fire. The mere touch of the Sith burned her. “Shh... calm down,” Omsinis caressed the side of Aubrey's face, who only tried to jerk out of the way. “Shh... my pet, I know what will make you feel better.”

The Sith Lord called over a long thick dildo to herself. Upon seeing the size of it Aubrey tensed up. “Please... don't.”

“Well if you don't want me to just shove this inside of you, you'd better get it nice and wet.” Omsinis took her top off and placed the dildo between her breasts, holding it in place with the force. She then pushed Aubrey's head between her breasts. “Lick!” She demanded. The Jedi did as she was told and began lubing up the dildo. “That's it, my precious slut. Suck that cock like the whore you are.” The Sith eventually grabbed the dildo and forced it down Aubrey's throat. “Choke on it Aubrey!” She yelled as she pushed it harder, “I want to hear you gagging on it.”

The Revanchist's eyes started welling up, her whole body was still on fire. Every time the dildo went into her throat the fire moved there. Even as Aubrey struggled she was wracked with pain. It was getting to the point where everything just seemed surreal. The cruel twi'lek did eventually relent from shoving the plastic cock down her apprentice's throat. “I think you're ready for me to shove this hard cock inside you.” The blue Sith grabbed the dildo and spun around on the chair. The twi'lek's legs were now straddling the Jedi's face. Omsinis' hot ass was now hovering Aubrey's face. “Please,” the Knight pleaded, “that will tear my pussy up.”

“Who said anything about putting this in your pussy,” smiled the Sith. Aubrey gasped and tried to relax as Omsinis shoved the massive cock into the Knight's ass. The Jedi cried out in pain. It was huge, and she could feel it stretching her to the limit. “Don't fight it, give in. Let the pain consume you, learn to channel it.”

Embracing pain leads to the dark side, as Aubrey well knew. The Revanchist seriously considered it for a moment. The Jedi had abandoned her, the Republic was collapsing upon itself, and her lover... That wound hurt more than anything the Sith was doing. She truly had but one thing left to fight for. Squint. Even if he was dead, giving into her best friend's murder was unacceptable. Aubrey endured the pain, even tho she felt it would kill her.

“See that wasn't so bad,” taunted the twi'lek. “The tip is sitting in your ass nicely. Shall we try for more?” 'Fuck,' the Jedi thought, 'that completely tore me up, and it was just the tip.' “If you're not going to give into the pain you might want to brace yourself.” Aubrey screamed as more of the hard cock was pressed into her virgin ass. “Give in Aubrey and it can all end.”

“Is that the best you've got? Or are you just a mere pain in the ass?” Aubrey retorted through gritted teeth.

Omsinis merely smiled, “As you wish, apprentice.” The Sith stopped pushing the dildo into Aubrey's puckered ass. Instead she spread the Jedi's pussy with one hand and rammed her middle finger in with the other hand. Aubrey felt, for the briefest of moments, an end to the pain as she took the smallest amount of pleasure from having her sensitive vagina penetrated.

It all ended too soon. The Sith Lord opened up another round of Lightning, channeling it all through the Jedi's pussy. Aubrey thought she knew what pain was, but with every action Omsinis made, it was redefined. The Jedi screamed until her voice went out and then screamed some more in silence. “Such a shame, you have such a pretty voice,” the cruel twi'lek said before laying pouring it on even harder. After what seemed an eternity to the young Knight, the Sith Lord relented. “Any more smart remarks?” she asked.

Aubrey tried to clear her throat and regain her voice, but it wouldn't come. “I thought not,” the Sith said with a smirk. “Now then, where was I? Oh yes, I was being a pain in the ass.” Omsinis continued pushing the fat phallus further and further into the defenseless Jedi. The girl squirmed as it continued to slowly enter her resisting ass. She had thought after the pain of the Sith Lightning that she'd be immune to it, but that wasn't the case. The Lightning along with the collar just seemed to amplify everything. While not being as intense or brutal, it still just plain hurt. Aubrey found herself breathing deeply and slowly trying to take it all in.

“See?” Omsinis said looking back over her shoulder at her new apprentice, “I told you it would all fit.” Aubrey still couldn't say anything but tears began to stream down her anguished face. The Sith spun around on her Jedi and licked up her tears. “No need for those tears, the fun is just about to start.” With a wave of her hand, the Aubrey felt her ass start vibrating. More accurately, the giant dildo in her ass started vibrating. The Knight clenched her hands, it was just awkward and she wanted it gone.

Omsinis wouldn't relent tho, and the twi'lek began kissing her apprentice. On the neck, on the cheek, the Sith even nibbled hotly on her Jedi's ear. When she started kissing her Jedi on the mouth, Aubrey tried to resist. Weak as she was after the lightning show, it didn't take much for for Omsinis to force her tongue in. “Mmmm... you taste delicious. I want you to taste me now.” The Sith Lord switched positions again placing her ass and pussy right in front of her Jedi's face again. “Since you failed your first lesson of embracing your pain. Lets try lesson two, pleasuring your master.”

Omsinis moved her panties to the side, giving her apprentice a wonderful view of her nice wet snatch. “Now my dear sweet Aubrey, start licking.” There was no way in hell that Aubrey was doing that. This woman had tortured her to new definitions of pain, and now was expecting the General who had defeated the Mandalorian horde's to pleasure her. “Times up, back to lesson one.” The powerful Sith leaned forward and inserted her middle finger into Aubrey's cunt again, and cranked out another round of Lightning.

Aubrey's whole body was set on fire again. She screamed silently until Omsinis rocked back and sat on her face. On top of the most intense pain she'd ever felt, her air supply was now being cut off. The Knight thought about trying a Force technique to provide oxygen, but after her bubble had backfired magnificently, she just decided to take it. If they killed her, at least the pain would stop. Eventually tho, the Lightning stopped, and Aubrey was able to breath again. The Jedi gasped for air when her captor finally relented.

“Are you ready to play now?” Omsinis asked leaving her vagina in perfect range of her apprentice's tongue. Aubrey really wanted to tell the Sith Lord to go to hell. “I can sense your anger my apprentice. But you've taken too much time, back to lesson one again.” The Knight braced herself again. Having only a moment to recover, the pain seemed more intense. Aubrey thought she just might give into it, try to channel it into something else, but Squint stayed at the front of her mind. She endured again, but a third consecutive round of lightning would surely break the Revanchist.

The twi'lek relented and this time, Aubrey immediately went to work. Omsinis was already soaking wet, just like a Sith to get off on torture.

“Oooo... It must have been something I said. I didn't even have to ask you that time. Good girl, work that tongue. Mmmm you're so fucken good at this,” moaned the blue girl as the Knight really went to town. Aubrey knew all the right moves and in moments it was the Sith Lord that was screaming. The Jedi kicked it up a notch by using the force to help intensify what the twi'lek was feeling. “Oh God! That's good! Oh fuck Fuck FUCK!!! Keep going, that's it! Fuck me with your fucken hot tongue apprentice.” The Revanchist felt the Sith coming close to the edge of an orgasm. She also felt a small jolt of lightning, just small enough to remind her of how much pain she could be in. Aubrey redoubled her efforts, licking, kissing and slurping the cruel twi'lek's sopping wet cunt. “Yes Yes YES!!! Oh Gawd fuck my hot pussy with your tongue! FUCK ME FUCK ME FUCK MEEEEEEEEE!” Omsinis yelled as she came into her apprentice's mouth spraying her hot love spunk all over Aubrey.

The twi'lek spun around on her apprentice and kissed her Jedi on her mouth, enjoying her own taste on the girl's lips and tongue. “See? Wasn't that so much more fun than lesson one?” Aubrey had just realized her failure. Fear of the pain was making her compliant to the Sith's will. The Knight couldn't look at the Sith any more after what she had just done. “Hey don't be that way. I know something that would make you feel better.” Omsinis reached down between Aubrey's legs and began massaging the girls tortured clit. The Jedi winced in pain at first, but eventually, as she felt herself becoming wetter, the Sith's evil touch began to feel better. 'Hell,' Aubrey thought, 'she's as good with her fingers as she is with her lightning.' The Knight began to feel the weird sensation of pleasure and pain mixed together, everything hurt and yet at the same time, everything was begging to feel really good. Even the vibrations pulsing from her ass had finally shifted from a constant pain to a source of pleasure.

Aubrey suddenly screamed silently as an unexpected jolt of Sith Lightning shot through her. The twi'lek however continued pleasuring her apprentice like nothing had changed. It didn't take as long for the sweet relief of Omsinis' magic fingers to kick in this time. Soon that same weird mix of pain and pleasure over took the Knight, and she wasn't sure whether to scream in pain or cry out in extacy. The Sith kept sending jolts of lightning through the Jedi at varying intervals at first it kept her off balance, but eventually the time between the intense pain fading out the intense pleasure and it coming back became less and less, until eventually the Sith Lightning had no effect.

The Sith switched positions again, allowing her to play with her apprentice in a new way. Aubrey moaned in delight as the twi'lek went to work on the girls moist pussy with her tongue. It felt sooo good, Omsinis was certainly a master with her tongue. The Knight could feel a powerful orgasm building, she even started pumping the force into it to increase it. The Sith shot another jolt of Lightning through the Jedi. “No! Stop!” the Jedi yelled hoarsely. Barely a whisper and it sent her into a massive coughing fit.

“If you won't learn lesson one the easy way, then you will learn it the hard way,” replied the Sith Lord to her apprentice's pleas. For the first time since they had started, the Sith Lightning didn't send pain through the Knight, but she actually took pleasure from it. The massive system of pain that had been Aubrey's body was now consumed in pleasure. She was failing and falling right into the Sith's plans, the Knight was getting so accustomed to the pain and pleasure coexisting that she naturally converted one to the other.

As Aubrey felt a massive orgasm building, she knew had to hold on. Cumming, she was sure, was all that was standing between her and the dark side. As good as it felt, Jedi calmed herself, try her hardest not to give in. Her thoughts turned to Squint again. He was all she had left, and she couldn't live with herself if she betrayed him.

“I can sense the conflict inside you, apprentice. Just let go, if you give in, it will be so amazing. I promise it'll be like nothing you've ever felt before.”

Aubrey held onto for what felt like an eternity. The Revanchist was so focused on keeping herself from going over the brink that she didn't even notice the door open until Omsinis stopped licking her cunt. “Oh good, you're just in time to help me break this bitch.”

The Jedi craned her neck to see who had just entered her struggle. She couldn't see anything, but she heard a metallic voice say, “Good. I've been waiting a long time for this.” The dark menacing figure approached. By the time he came fully in view, Aubrey's jaw dropped. “Squint?” she whispered in excitement to see her ally, until she sensed the dark presence with in her friend. Her heart raced as her fallen friend approached.

“That's Darth Malak now.”

No, the Jedi mouthed. “Don't worry Aubrey, soon you'll join us.”

Why, the Knight demanded, her voice still at a whisper. “They were willing to give me the one thing I've wanted most but was denied all these years.” Squint... Malak then let the robe that he was wearing fall to the floor, revealing his nude form underneath. “No longer do I have to be denied my requests, when the Dark Side has granted me the power to take. Aubrey's struggled hard against her bonds, but as before they would not yield to her. She saw her friend line his erect cock up with her wet tortured vagina and begged. “Please, Squint, please don't do this. Don't rape me!” The Knight pleaded just above a whisper.

Her pleas fell on deaf ears as the new Sith forcefully rammed his thick cock into his best friend. Aubrey winced, he was forceful with her, taking all he could as fast as he could, and it hurt. Omsinis, who was now sitting above the Jedi's head, reached in and began kissing Malak on his chest and neck. The new Sith grabbed on tight to the Knights breasts, squeezing them hard as he used them to give himself more leverage to ram the captured Jedi.

The twi'lek moved forward and sat on Aubrey's face, “If you want air my dear apprentice, you will suck my pussy.” The Jedi complied and with fervor she began to eat out the Sith Lord. The Knight was thankful for one thing, at least there was pain again. She hadn't slipped back into an automatic dark side response.

“Are you ready for what I showed you earlier?” The blue Sith asked.

“Yes Mistress Omsinis, I believe she is ready for it.” Malak said adding a cruel metallic cackle to drive home some real fear into the Jedi. The Sith Lord put her interlocked with Malak's on top of Aubrey's breasts, and together they unleashed a lightning storm the likes Aubrey didn't believe possible. All channeled through the girls sensitive breasts.

The Jedi screamed silently, writhing in pain. All the while her best friend continued to fuck her. When the twi'lek sat back down on her face, completely cutting off her oxygen, as punishment for failing to get her off again. Aubrey knew she would die, and for what? A Republic that was so corrupt it couldn't put up a formidable defense against one small nation? Or how about a Jedi council that would watch the know galaxy be destroyed by chaos rather than getting their hands dirty. Why was it taking her so long to grasp what her best friend had already realized. The Sith could give her the ability to do what was necessary, to create a lasting peace in the galaxy. Malak had seen it and was trying to help his best friend break free of her Jedi brainwashing. It takes pain to change and progress forward.

Finally instead of fighting it, Aubrey channeled it. Shifting the pain into pleasure. Soon she found the rhythm Malak was setting and did her best, as bound as she was, to match it and hump him back with all her might. She also began to furiously lick her new master.

“Ooo, it seems like some one wants air,” Omsinis said easing off on her apprentice, and then almost falling off at the enthusiasm the girl was putting forward. “My my, some one... really... really... wanted AIIIIIR. OH MUH GAWD! FUCK ME!” Aubrey was quickly getting a handle of her new powers. Not only had she picked up on how to turn the Lightning the pair of Sith were creating into pleasure, but she'd also learned how to channel it through her tongue and into her new mistress's pussy. She could feel the Sith on the verge and pushed everything she had, everything she was feeling into her captor.

Omsinis could begin to feel herself going over the edge. “OH FUCK ME GIRL! FUCK ME FUCK ME! FUUUUUUUUUUCK!” She screamed out as she exploded all over her apprentice, drenching the falling Knight in hot love juices.

Aubrey relented on the outward flow of the Force from her own body, and almost came immediately. She started focusing on Malak's pistoning cock. Omsinis' new apprentice shifted ever so slightly, creating more friction between herself and her friend. The metallic Sith grunted at the change, but was soon pounding away faster and harder. Aubrey was almost at the edge, she could feel herself fully slipping to the dark side and was loving it. She should have given in sooner, all the hot blue pussy she could eat and a strong hard cock in her cunt. It all felt so amazing, but it wasn't enough, she wanted more.

The fallen Jedi had a new thought. The Revanchist had already learned how to channel extreme pain into extreme pleasure, she now wondered if she could turn it into power. With her friend still pumping out strong Sith Lightning, there was no better time than the present to try. Aubrey winced at little when she made the change over, and the only thing that allowed her to let go of an encroaching orgasm, was the bigger one she was going to build. Soon she felt strengthened and empowered. Drawing deeply on the pain and the Dark Side, the Revanchist ripped free of her bonds and pounced on top of her friend.

Aubrey had a new look in her eyes, a wild burning fire the likes of which Malak had never before seen from the General known for always being under control. That new flame, along with the strength she'd shown braking out of her restraints, frankly scared the hell out of the Sith. “Aubrey... how?” he asked with his new metal voice.

The fallen Jedi looked Malak strait in the eye, scaring the man shitless. With a wicked smile she said with a full powerful voice, “Call me Darth Revan, stud. And hang on, I'm about to fuck your brains out.” With that, Revan put her hands on Malak's well toned chest and began grinding her slick and ready pussy into his hard cock. She was bouncing up and down on him as fast as she could, but it wasn't enough.

The fallen Knight grabbed her friend's hands and put them on her thighs. “Lightning! Now!” She commanded and Malak immediately obliged. Revan bucked immediately on the impact, and screamed in both pain and pleasure, as it took her a moment to harness the Lightning. Even after she had harnessed it the, Sith continued screaming like a banshee. From the vibrator in her ass, to the cock in her cunt, Revan felt fucking incredible.

“More! More! Fuck me hard Malak! Fuck me with your hard dick, shove it up inside me! Oh Fuck Malak! Fuck my pussy as hard as you fucken can!”

“My, my. Such a dirty mouth my apprentice has,” Omsinis said as she crawled up behind her apprentice and started biting the girl on the neck. Hotly into Revan's ear the twi'lek whispered, “I knew you'd enjoy the pain,” grabbing her apprentice's breasts she continued, “How about I give you a little more.” With that the Sith Lord opened up on her apprentice, firing fresh Lightning into Revan's pert breasts.

Revan went into sensory overload, letting off one final scream as she came hard and violently. Thrashing about as she struggled to keep control over the lightning. From all her sporadic movements, the Sith finally felt Malak cum insider her. Feeling his hot jizz inside her sent Revan even crazier until she finally lost control of the lightning and felt both maximum pain and pleasure at once. Which only caused her orgasm to last longer.

Eventually Revan came down, but she continued shaking. The Sith started laughing as she turned to her Mistress and kissed her. The two shared a passionate embrace as their tongues wrestled back and force. When the pair finally broke the kiss all Revan could say was, “More.”

“With time, you will gain more. But with your progress today you deserve a reward.” Omsinis removed the large vibrator from her apprentice's ass, inciting a small whimper from the girl. The Sith Lord then replaced it with her middle and index fingers. With a smile and a flash from Omsinis' eye, Revan came again, almost as hard as she had the first time. The apprentice threw her head back and sunk her nails into Malak's chest, who's prick was still buried deep inside his friend's spasming pussy.

Revan squealed in bliss until Omsinis finally removed her fingers and the girl started coming down off the orgasm, and fell over unable to control herself anymore from sensory overload. “Thank you Mistress.”

Omsinis smiled. Today Revan, tomorrow the Republic.

Cargo Docks, Nar Shaddaa

“Where the hell did all of this shit come from?” Mission yelled firing another salvo from behind the crate she was using as cover.

“I swear by the Force that I'm going to kill that smuggler next time I see him. Honestly, every time Atton takes me some where I have to fight for it,” Anya complained in agreement diving behind the crate next her Mistress and out of the way of a thermal detonator. Mission was kind of wishing she had brought Atton with her now, make the bastard put up with this shit. Instead he was safe on the ship, serving what she believed would be a punishment for hesitating on helping her bend Anya to her, not out here getting ambushed an shot at by an unknown enemy for an unknown reason.

As more blasters slammed into the crate, threatening to destroy it, Kikri jumped in front of it, batting bolts back at her aggressors. “Anya,” the knight called, “help me give some cover for Mission.” The blond Jedi leapt from the behind the crate and helped the former General. Kikri's fights against Mandalorians had taught her that the place for a Jedi is out front, deflecting fire so that the troopers may return fire uninhibited, as Mission was doing now. Bao recognizing his General's strategy, quickly hurried towards his Mistress.

Soon the pair were firing in unison picking off the more undisciplined foes, and pinning down those with enough sense to keep their heads down. The Handmaiden, however, would not let them be. Easily flanking her enemies, and sending them back into the force. Except for one. Mission approached her wounded enemy, and put the foot of her black boot over the man's neck.

“Why are you trying to kill me?” The twi'lek asked.

“Killing you is not the objective,” the man struggled to say.

“Oh, then what is your objective?”

“There is a large bounty for the live capture of the Jedi known as the Exile.”

“A bounty on me?” Kikri said a bit shocked. “But the Sith's law doesn't extend out here. Who in Hutt space would want...” When the Exile said Hutt the man gave a knowing look. “The Hutts! Why would the Hutts want to capture me alive?”

“Why should the Hutts tell me?”

“You're right,” Mission stated before coldly squeezing off a shot into his head. Neither of the Jedi said a word, lest they be cast from their Mistress's side as Atton was. “Lets find Atton's technician before any more bounty hunt...” Before the twi'lek could even get the words out of her mouth, an explosion ripped across a near by building, sending stresscrete and derbies flying onto the quintet. The group scattered as blaster fire erupted into their ranks. Bao-Dur was hit almost immediately, and with a loud cry dropped to the ground.

Kikri rushed over to her fallen comrade, and quickly pulled him into a near by bombed out building. “I'm sorry General, it seems I've been hit.”

“Just shut up Bao, you're going to be fine if I can get you some proper medical attention.” Kikri gave the wounded engineer a kiss, and then pressed down onto his abdomen to stem the flow of blood. The Jedi called out of the building to her Mistress, “Mission, I need your help in here.” The twi'lek pulled back from her position, where Anya was providing cover for herself and the Handmaiden, now wielding a high powered blast-rifle she'd taken from a dead bounty hunter.

“How is he?” Mission asked sliding into cover next to her Jedi.

“He'll make it if we can get him back to the ship.”

Mission paused for a moment considering what to do. “Damn that Atton trying to hide out in a smuggler's paradise.” Just above the firefight going on out side their make shift shelter, was the low wine of an engine in the atmosphere. The twi'lek stuck her head outside to see a Sith Interceptor flying in low. “Fucking damn it that's all we need.”

“What's happened?” Kikri asked as she continued to Force heal Bao.

Mission looked up and her worst fear was confirmed. “The engine we heard was from a Sith Interceptor and there's the outline of a Star Destroyer on the horizon. We can't stay because of the bounty and we can't leave because they'll spot the Ebon Hawk in a heart beat.”

“Mistress, if we split up we can do this a lot easier. I'll draw their fire away, so that you can get Bao back to the ship and have some one else pick up the transponders so that we can get the hell of this rock.”

“No! I'm not prepared to sacrifice you for anything. We'll find another way.”

“Mistress this is the only way, don't worry I'll be fine. I've faced off against deadlier things than bounty hunters. Now press here,” the Jedi said as she took Mission's hands and pressed on the Ithorian's open wound, “and I'll relieve Anya.” Kikri gave her Mistress a long kiss good bye. “Trust me. I'll meet you back at the ship.”

“You'd better,” Mission replied as she watched the Exile ignite her lightsaber and charge out of the shelter.

Kikri stood side by side with Anya batting blaster bolts back at their enemies. The Exile with her glowing yellow saber and one of the few remaining Jedi Knight with her brilliant green one. “Anya change in plans,” yelled Kikri over the roar of battle. “They're after me. I'll distract them so that you can get Bao safely to the ship.”

“What about that Sith ship we just saw?” Asked the Knight.

“Don't worry, I'm sure the Mistress has a plan for that.” Anya began backing up as the Exile pressed forward. As soon as the Jedi and the Handmaiden were safe and out of sight, Kikri bolted, drawing her pursuers with her.

Cargo Docks, Nar Shaddaa

“My Queen, urgent call from Darth Jouir,” Captain Taylor said handing a com to the Sith Queen, Darth Troia.

“Why the blazes is she calling?”

“She didn't tell me, my Queen.”

“This is Darth Troia, go a head.”

“My Queen, this is Darth Jouir on bored the Death's Touch. I'm here to assist you in every way possible in Revan's extraction from her mission.”

Confused Troia asked, “Revan is here on Nar Shaddaa?”

“Yes my Queen. She's under cover trying to shut down a slave ring. I assumed she had contacted you seeking assistance.”

“Negative Jouir. My team and I have tracked a pair of Jedi fugitives to the planet and are pursing.”

“Do you require assistance my Queen?”

“Yes, help us coordinate a blockade of the planet. No one gets on, no one gets off. I'm sure that will help with Revan's mission too.”

“Yes my Queen, we'll be standing by.”

Troia shut off her com and turned to Darth Lucciola and Darth Chienne, “Revan's here, but it doesn't seem like she'll be able to assist us. Jouir is going to coordinate a blockade, at least the Jedi won't be able to get off planet this time.”

“So what's our plan this time?” Asked Lucciola.

“We should check out those explosions over by the cargo docks. Lucciola I'd like for you to take a squad over there.”

“At once my Queen.”

“Chienne, you and Chief Griesheim stay at the Ebon Hawk and pick up any one who returns, but be discreet. Surely they would've seen our ships in Orbit, so they'll be expecting security teams to be sweeping the docks. You'll have several teams on call in case you need them, but I need you two watching that ship at all times.”

“Yes my Queen.”

“Captain Taylor.”

“Your command, my Queen?”

“You're with me, get a squad together. We're going to visit the Vogga the Hutt. The Empire may not be the Supreme Law out here, but we're going to remind the Hutts that we can change that any time we want. And who knows, maybe he'll even know where our Jedi are?”

Cargo Docks, Nar Shaddaa

“You, slut, I assume that your previous mistress taught you combat first aid,” The twi'lek said to the Handmaiden.

“That is correct Mistress, I was the best among my sisters in the field.”

“Good, your task is to take Bao-Dur here back to the ship, and if he dies I will be most displeased.”

“Yes Mistress.”

The Handmaiden and Bao limped out of the shelter and towards the ship as Mission turned to Anya, “We're going to find a way off of this rock. We're going to get the transponder codes and hopefully some insurance.”

“Shouldn't I go back with Bao-Dur? I mean my force healing powers could help keep him alive.”

“Yes, but I'm already letting one of my Jedi out of my sight. I don't want to risk both at the same time. Besides if the Sith have already taken our ship, I'd rather not have us walking into a trap.”

“What? You're just going to let them walk into a trap? And what insurance are you talking about.”

“First of all, Atton so has this coming. If it is a trap, Bao won't have a chance any way. And as for the slut, well, she can handle herself.” Anya looked unsure of her Mistress's plan, and Mission knew it. “Here, calm your mind and open up to the Force.” Anya did as she was told. The twi'lek took her by the hand and placed another in the center of her chest. “Tell me what you feel.”

“Noise mostly. Just the over crowded clutter of a city. This one is filled with more desperation and despair than most.”

“Good, now we just need to focus. In your mind, clear through the noise and filter down to just the emotions.” It took the Jedi quite a bit of time to cut through all of the noise, but eventually she managed cut it all out.

“What do you feel now?”

“Mostly the depression and despair Mistress.”

“Good. Now center in on the largest sources of it.”

“Yes Mistress,” the Knight focused and after some severe concentration she managed to locate several different hot spots. “I've found the largest sources Mistress.”

“Good. Do you recognize any of them?”

“Recognize any of them?”

“Yes. I imagine the largest source is actually that of the Hutt's prison. But the others... You should probably recognize one or two of the others depending on how many Sith have come.” It started clicking together for Anya, the despair, as she'd learned at the academy, is a trademark of the Sith.

“I'm picking up three in one location and two in another.”

“And do you recognize any of them?”

“I do, Mistress. One is the former Master Lonna Vash, and another is... By the Force! Its Carmella!”

“Who's Carmella?”

“She was my best friend at the academy, she was a Knight when I left for the Outer Rim. She was one of the Sith we fought...” Anya had been running since she first met her new Mistress. Only mentioning it now finally set in the shock that her best friend was now her sworn enemy.

“Perfect.” Mission pulled out a holo map, and held it in front of her Jedi, “Show me where.” Anya pointed on the map. “Oh good, she's even going to be at the ship waiting for us.

Elsewhere on Nar Shaddaa

“Shit! Its like every bounty hunter in the galaxy is out here,” the Exile said as she deflected three more blaster bolts before jumping out of the way of an explosion. Kikri had just a moment to catch her breath before a Mandalorian rocketed above her, unloading a fully automatic blaster rifle at her. Kikri deflected faster than she had in years, but that only distracted her. The Mandalorian was given enough time to rocket forward and slam into the Jedi. The Exile was knocked off her feet and rolling around on the ground trying to wrestle free from the bounty hunter. With a hard push of the force, Kikri broke free, called her light saber to her and sliced off the Mandalorian's leg.

“A real Mando would've known how to fight a force user. You're just a suit of armour,” Kikri said. The bounty hunter tried to fire at the Jedi, but with a motion of the her hand, the Jedi crushed the blaster. To finish she sliced his head off, before having to block another volley of blaster bolts.

“Damn it, it seems like the Hutts don't want me alive.” Three more thermal detonators were thrown her way. Kikri managed to knock two of them away, but she had to move her ass to jump behind a steel crate to get away from the third one.

From behind a crate Kikri stretched out with the Force. With Mission around, she doesn't always have to the planner, the thinker, the General. Seems it was throwing her combat senses off. Instead of reaching out to the Force when she first started the engagement, she had just been running off of instinct, only taking minor cues from the Force.

The Force showed her everything she needed to see, like it always does for her in battle. She could sense five bounty hunters, trying to encircle her. These were all professionals, unlike the wannabe mandalorian, not a touch of fear out of them. Two of them, were firing through her crate, keeping her pinned down, while the other three were moving around to flank her. None seemed to show murderous intent, which was a plus. Knowing your aggressors aren't trying to kill you is always a positive. Too bad for them, that Jedi are extremely hard to subdue. Kikri decided it was time to give them a reminder of that fact.

She knew exactly where the bounty hunters would be. The first was shocked when, she dropped right down in front of her. He didn't even get his head into a firing position, before he received a lightsaber through his chest. The second flanker watched his partner go down, and began to fire immediately. Kikri swatted the bolts away with grace and ease, it didn't even slow down her approach. One slash and his blaster was cut in half. A second and his head was gone.

They were good. The trio of flankers kept line of sight, if any one went down, back up was right there. It didn't matter though, the third didn't even fire. Just readied his vibro sword. Kikri almost laughed. She had been through a war. Fought Mandalorians who had trained their whole life with a sword. Hell, she had even gone toe to toe with a Sith who couldn't be seen half the time and survived. Kikri slammed into him with the Force. Knocking him to the ground as hard as she could. She Force pulled the man right to her lightsaber. 'Three down, two to go.'

From a fixed position, her final two aggressors fired at her. One was using a high powered repeater, that fired rounds so fast it sounded almost like one long stream of blaster fire. The other had a grenade launcher, that was letting out a steady whump whump sound. Seemed they were well supplied. Kikri had found some cover, which was getting pounded. With her fingers the Jedi counted down. Three. Two. One.

She made a fist and flew out. It took a second for the gunner to catch up with her. As soon as he caught up, she changed directions in a heart beat. The grenadier was having problems of his own. Every time he fired, the Exile would explode the grenades in mid air, each time closer than the last. Eventually the bounty hunter stopped, fearing his target would explode a grenade too close. Instead he pulled out his blaster rifle and started firing as well.

Kikri had long ago learned to split her attention between what the Force was doing to her body, and what she needed it to do to her foes. It didn't take long for her to locate the crate of grenades, it took her even less time to crush one. The entire box exploded, taking the two bounty hunters out with it.

Kikri turned a corner and took a moment to rest. “Guess I'm more rusty than I thought,” the Exile said checking a wound on the side of her stomach. It had just grazed the side of her, but it was still enough cause a considerable about of blood.

“I guess you are,” a voice said. Kikri looked up just in time to see a stunning red head and the blue ring of a stun blast headed strait for her.

Trimoria, Unknown Regions

“You sure sent me on a wild chase,” the Revanchist stated with her brightly blazing sabers drawn.

“And here I thought you wouldn't want to see me ever again,” the Exile retorted drawing her own yellow lightsaber.

“You're the one who left me, remember.”

“C'mon Aubrey that isn't fair!”

“Its Darth Revan now, and I hear the council is calling you the Exile now. So? How was it? Standing in front of the Jedi Council and having them banish you for simply doing the right thing.”

“We've been over this Revan,” Kikri said, with more than a hint of venom. “Going to war to keep the Mandalorians from turning the galaxy into chaos was the right thing, but we were still Jedi. We're supposed to be tools of the peace. Sure during the war, we disagreed with the Council as to what that meant, but after the war... I mean come on, they were still trying to use diplomacy with the Mandalorians even after they'd invaded, surely their willingness to make use diplomacy would only make keeping the peace easier.”

“That tired argument was boring the first time you used it. Besides where has it gotten you? You stood up for the Republic when the Jedi just sat by, and to reward you they send as far from the Republic as possible. They don't know how to protect the fragile order that the people need. They've already proved that they're willing to let descend into chaos.”

“Oh? And are your new allies any better Darth Revan?”

“They've already taught me things the Council is too afraid of. Things I can show to you.”

“No thanks Revan. I'm not going to sell my soul to the devil, no matter what he promises,” The Exile spat back.

“That wasn't a request. One way or another, you will be my apprentice,” Revan stated calmly as she shifted into an attack position.

“Don't do this Aubrey. You don't have to be this person.”

“And why not? The Dark Side is so freeing, so... illuminating.” The Sith replied fully aware of the irony. Revan sprang into action her lightsabers blazing and whirling at her former love. Kikri went on the defensive trying to repel the dual saber attacks.

“Do you have any idea how much it hurt when you left me?” Revan shouted pouring her rage into her attacks. Kikri tried her best to defend against it, but once Revan started blinking in and out of reality as it seemed, the Exile found herself struggling to keep up. Kikri unleashed a powerful force wave in all directions that sent the Sith aggressor flying.

The Jedi turned to face her love. “Do you have any idea how much it hurt me to leave!” Kikri screamed. “Do you think I wanted to leave you! Doing the right thing doesn't mean we get everything we want.”

“I knew you still wanted me Kikri. I'm here, you can join me.” Revan said as she lunged towards Kikri again. At the height of her jump, the Sith vanished, and only reappeared again when she was right on top of the Jedi. The Knight only had a moment to block the attack, and block the next two in rapid succession before Revan blinked again. Aubrey had often fought next to Revan, seen her use her blink to defeat countless foes, including the Mandalore. Never had she expected to have to fight against it, but that didn't mean she didn't have a strategy. Opening herself up to the force, Kikri blasted a powerful force push in all directions. Revan got nailed by the attack and was flung through the air again.

“Come now, Kikri, force powers in a lightsaber dual, that's cheating.”

“All's fair in love and war, Revan.” The Sith charged back in and blinked. Kikri caught Revan's presence again, barley blocking the attack, countering and trying to go on the offensive. The Sith blinked as soon as she was put on the defensive. The Knight Force Pushed again, only this time the Force pushed back. Kikri was sent flying and almost before she could recover, Revan was on top of her. The Exile blocked several attacks before the Sith Blinked again. Almost immediately Revan came back into view, Sith Lightning exploding from her hands.

Kikri caught the brunt of the attack and was sent crashing into the ground. Revan pounced on the fallen Jedi, pinning her to the ground. Bringing their faces mere inches away. “It doesn't have to be like this love, we can be together always. We won't have what we feel from the Jedi Council anymore. We can be free to love each other.”

“Aubrey, I want you more than anything in the galaxy. Just not like this.” Kikri threw all her weight forward and head butted Revan, knocking the Sith off of her. The Raven haired warrior blinked again, Kikri was ready and Force Pushed again. It was meant with pressure from Revan, as the Sith blinked back into view. The Force energy built up between the two until it exploded sending the two combatants flying. Revan recovered first and blinked. Kikri stood at the ready, not wanting to waste her Force attack if the Sith was out of range. Revan appeared in view soon enough and lightning was flying from her hands. Lightning that Kikri caught with her lightsaber. Revan forced the Exile back slowly walking in to get closer. When the Sith was at optimal range, she let up on the Lightning and blasted the Jedi with a massive Force push. Kikri was flung away from Revan, who managed to catch her in the air with another Sith Lightning attack.

The Jedi's world turned into one of pain at the sustained attack. She landed hard on the ground losing her lightsaber in the process, Revan was right on top of her pouring more Sith Lightning into her. “Kikri, I know the pain you feel. Just join me and it will end.”

“You'll have to kill me before I'll betray myself.” Kikri spotted her lightsaber and managed to pull it to herself. Blocking off the Sith Lightning just enough. Revan stopped the attack, activated her lightsaber and quickly disarmed the gasping Jedi. Kikri tried to turn and get up, but Revan's lightsaber was right there.

“Oh hell!” Revan cursed shutting off her lightsaber as fast as possible, but it was too late. There was just so much blood. “Damn it Kikri, you can't be my apprentice if you get yourself.” Revan tried to stop the flow of blood out of the wound in Kikri's back, but all the Sith knew now was pain, not healing. “Come on Kikri. Heal damn it.” Tears started streaking down Revan's face as she watched her love dying there in her arms. Revan's instincts kicked in and she found her healing powers. She could feel it coming, she could feel Kikri coming back to her. The Sith merely wept as she held the love of her life. She was happy, sad, scared, ashamed, and overjoyed. That which was so precious to her had almost been taken away forever, and it was all her fault.

* * * * * *

“Revan... Revan... Revan! Aubrey!” The Sith Lord snapped awake with the sound of a girl yelling her name. Revan tried opening her eyes, only to find that the world was still as fuzzy as the last time she had been conscious. The room was dimly lit, a blessing indeed. Even this low light was giving the Dark Lord an unreal headache. She tried moving her hands to rub her eyes, which was when she realized that they were chained to the ceiling above her. Under further examination Rean found that she was sitting and chained to the floor. Her right leg had extra chains around it, binding her to something else.

When the Sith Lord felt the something else move, she realized that it was some one else. Some one who new her face with out the mask. The Sith had been very visible these past few years, choosing to go without her famed faceplate for most occasions, trying to build trust with the public that she now ruled. She still found people didn't recognize her immediately in person. Not only that, but this person knew her real name.

“Kikri? Is that you?”

“I know its been a while, but you don't even remember my face?”

“Sorry love, some one dropped a building on me recently. I'm not seeing very well.”

“What doesn't your all powerful Dark Side give you the power to heal?” Taunted the Exile

“I'm sorry.”

“Did your hearing go to, I said...”

“No,” Revan interrupted, “I'm sorry Kikri. I'm sorry for all the pain I put you through during the war. I'm sorry for hurting you the way I did when you went back to the Jedi Council. I'm sorry for almost killing you and trying to make you turn to the Dark Side.”

“God Aubrey,” Kikri said a little choked up. “I'd been worried for years about what would happen if I ever found myself in the same room again with you again. I even learned to shut myself off from the Force completely so you couldn't use it to track me. I never thought... Hell Aubrey you always did like having the element of surprise.”

“Kikri when I let you go back to the Jedi Council alone, I lost everything. The Sith used that against me. They took Squints from me and promised that I would have the power to be any one I wanted, to have anything or anyone I wanted. In practice though, it nearly killed the person who matters most to me. After the last time I saw you, I knew the Sith were evil.”

“Yeah you sure showed your disloyalty to the Sith,” Kikri said with more than just a hint of sarcasm. “Coming back to Republic space and destroying it. Hunting down and killing all of the Jedi.”

“You know better. If you knew that there was a Sith Empire hiding out in the unknown regions, waiting biding its time, you would do anything to prevent it from throwing the galaxy into chaos. You proved that by following me into the Mandalorian Wars. Besides, the Republic no longer served the people, the people served the politicians of the Republic. To make things worse the Jedi were content sitting in their ivory tower ignoring the corruptions of the government, because at least the government didn't involve themselves in Jedi affairs.”

“That was true during the Mandalorian War. But you saw it first hand, they're willing to stand up to a Sith Lord.”

Revan smiled, “Funny you should use that term. Malak, a Sith Lord himself, tried to kill me when he found I was no longer loyal to the Dark Side and had gotten back in touch with my Light Side. How did your Jedi Council respond when they had captured me? They brainwashed until I was compliant with their goals. No an individual needs to be more balanced. Strong emotion is what makes life worth living, but one can't be a slave to them. Both sides preach one or the other, and they all want to kill me for saying that you can have both.”

Kikri gasped at Revan's comments about the Jedi Council, “I'm sorry. I didn't know the Council did that to you. That goes against everything the Jedi should be about. We promote peace and the freedom of choice. Maybe you were right about them, but that still doesn't excuse what you did to the miraluka”

“Me? I sent troops in to protect them. Maybe I sent them in under the guise of genocide, but that was all just a political ploy. People question a military presence, being 'talked down' from genocide into military occupation makes the opposition feel like they've gained a victory. No, I knew they would be one the first targets for the Sith Empire. Darth Nihilus is responsible for their downfall, something I tried and failed to prevent.”

The “Sith Lord” paused and took a breath. “Kikri, I need you. I can't keep doing this if I know you're standing against me. I have my new Council, but they don't compare to you, and none of them, save one, even truly understand. Most are just fallen Jedi who think they're Sith because they use the Dark Side of the Force now. I'm being assaulted by fanatics from both sides simply for being a moderate. Please Kikri, I'm begging, please take me back. I'm completely lost and hopeless without you.”

“Damn you Aubrey,” Kikri said through tear streamed eyes. “This was all so much easier when I knew you were the enemy. Why do you have to be so damned complicated?”

“Kikri I...” Revan started but was cut off by a soft pair of lips pressing themselves against hers. The raven haired warrior kissed passionately back and gladly accepted the Exile's tongue when it tried to enter her mouth.

“Aubrey, I need you now!” Kikri said wild with lust before engaging in another passionate kiss. Kissed back and soon their their tongues were wrestling back and forth in each others mouths. “Help me break free of these chains,” the Exile said.

“With your new relationship to the Force you shouldn't have any problems with that.”

“What new Force powers?”

“You honestly don't know?” Asked Revan. Kikri shook her head in denial. “You can't just shut yourself off from the Force, it changes you. When I learned to do it, I turned completely invisible, but when you did it you created a wound. Tell me the Force collar they put on you, when did you stop having troubles with it?”

“When they tied you to me.”

“When I first realized I was tied to you,” Revan continued her explanation, “I reached out in the Force to feel your familiar presence, but you felt so different, and I could even sense part of myself in you. Your powers are non existent unless you are around another Force user, but they are magnified when you draw on the Force of those around you. Go a head give it a try.” Kikri closed her eyes and focused. She stretched out with the Force and soon located located the supports that were keeping both her and the Revan chained to the ceiling. With a good tug on the Force, the Exile effortlessly pulled their chains down. Next, Kikri set to unbolting both her and Revan from the floor.

“See,” Revan said once the pair was free.

“But you don't. I can sense you're eyes are still a bit off. Let me see if I can help you with that,” Kikri stretched out her hand and through the Force Revan's eye sight came back.

The Sith smiled, “Let me thank you properly.” Revan pounced on her love, kissing her passionately on the mouth. The Dark Lord quickly dispensed of Kikri's bra and after a kiss on the cheek her mouth moved hotly to the Exile's neck. Revan began to slowly trail down the girls neck, leaving a trail of hot wet saliva on her way to Kikri's pert exposed breasts.

Kikri shuddered when Revan finally reached her twin peaks, kissing in between them. The Sith started teasing the girl as she only placed kisses around the sides of the Exile's breasts, staying as far from the nipples as possible. Kikri shuddered as she felt chills run up her spine.. Eventually, Revan relented and put her hands on the Exile's breasts, pinching them and inciting a moan from her love.

Revan kept her mouth moving and soon she was trailing kissing down Kikri's flat firm stomach. Her hands were stationary however, as the Sith continued to play with the Exile's soft excited orbs. Revan stopped her tongue at the the Exile's navel for a moment, swirling her tongue around it as she placed several kisses on and around it.

The Dark Lord shifted so that she could better remove the Exile's panties. When she finished her head was not between her love's legs. “Hello beautiful,” she said staring into the girl's wet cunt. “Its been far too long since we've seen each other.” Revan looked up Kikri who was biting her bottom lip, her pussy wet with anticipation. The Sith blew on the Exile's pussy, sending more chills up Kikri's spine, shaking the girl with anticipation. Finally, Revan spread her love's wet snatch with her thumb and index finger, before diving in. The Dark Lord's tongue ran across Kikri's hot moist vagina. The Exile arched her back in delight, as feelings she hadn't felt in a long time began to stir inside her. Revan always knew exactly which spots to hit, and she was hitting them all right away.

It had been too long. Revan loved it when Kikri squirmed liked this, as if she was fighting the bliss growing in side of her. Acting as though the pleasure was too much, or like she didn't deserve to be touched like this. Most of all, she simply loved it when Kikri was in bliss. It had been too long since she was able to treat her love to something special like this, Revan promised that she'd do what ever it took to keep her this time.

Revan watched Kikri just a little longer, before she started going all out. The Sith opened herself up to the Force, and found her love already there waiting for her. Revan knew all the right tricks, and soon she was recycling all the pleasure the Exile was feeling magnifying it to the depths of infinity. Kikri knew it wouldn't be much longer now. The Sith was now focusing her tongue on the Jedi's clit while furiously pumping two fingers into the Exile's vagina.

Kikri strained and braced for the inevitable, and Revan upped the ante one more time. Shoving her middle finger into the Exile's ass. She screamed in extacy as her lover sent her over the edge. Revan positioned her mouth to catch as much of her love's hot spunk as she could, savoring a taste she hadn't had in years. The Sith eventually relented and moved up to kiss Kikri again. The Exile gladly accepted, swirling her tongue around in her lover's mouth, and savoring the taste of her own juices on Revan's lips and tongue. The Dark Lord pulled back giving her self a moment to simply admire her love's beautiful face. Resting her voluptuous breasts on those of the Exile's, relishing the feel of Kikri hard erect nipples pressed against her own. Revan smiled in blissfully at the Jedi, there was no where else in the universe she'd rather be.

Kikri smiled back at her lover. “Aubrey you are simply incredible,” the Jedi said with blissful appreciation.

“Glad you think so, love,” Revan appreciated the compliment, but she began coming back to reality. Apparently, she had been captured along with her apprentice, had a slave ring to shut down and an empire to get back to. “Well, should we think about escape? Where are we any way? Damn, my lightsaber is even on this planet.”

Kikri laughed and gave her lover a kiss, “You're so cute when your brain tries to process your plans verbally. We're being held by the Hutts on Nar' Shaddaa, and you don't need your lightsaber because you can simply blink your way out of the building.” With the Exile's last words she saw a look of deep hurt creep across the Sith's face.

“The Council took that from me. When they wiped out my personality they made sure to take away the one thing that made me unique in the Force. Most of my memory has come back, but there are still parts missing, that included.”

Kikri shared a moment of grief with Revan before giving her another kiss. After a long moment she broke it off. “I know what will make you feel better,” the Jedi said as a broad smile crept across her face and the Sith immediately drew a sharp intake of breath when a hand crept between her thighs and a finger penetrated her sopping wet cunt. Soon a second followed, and Revan let out a moan as the Exile pumped her fingers in and out of her lover.

Revan shifted and spread her legs more, giving Kikri more access to her pussy. Instead, the Jedi removed her fingers and lifted her leg up, rubbing one of her smooth thighs against the Sith's trimmed snatch. Revan was so in love with the Exile that she didn't even need penetration, Kikri's mere touch was enough to to excite her. The Dark Lord pressed her dipping pussy into her love's leg, and started humping it as Kikri rubbed back. Even from this, the Sith could feel an orgasm growing. The Exile watched her love buck wild against her leg, her gorgeous tits bouncing with each thrust, “You are so fucking hot, Aubrey, but I want to taste you when you come.”

Kikri slid down underneath Revan's writhing form, until her face was beneath the Sith's vagina. It was so wet that even as the Exile began to take her first looks at the Sith's glorious sex, it started dripping onto the Jedi's face. “Oooo, such an eager beaver we have here.” Kikri slowly drew her tongue across Revan's quivering snatch, immediately inciting a moan of approval from her lover. The Exile started slow and gradually increased her pace as she felt the pleasure building inside of the Sith. Revan grabbed a hold of her own breasts and started pinching and playing with them while riding Kikri's tongue.

“Oh fuck Kikri, I have missed your tongue so much. Damn fuck my pussy with it. Shit girl you're so good.” The Exile kept playing with Revan's swollen cunt with her tongue, but added her fingers into the mix as well. With each pump of her two fingers, Kikri added more and more of the Force to Revan's orgasm. So the pleasure was intense enough that all Revan could manage to do is moan in pleasure. She even stopped playing with her tits, because she needed to place her hands on the ground to better support herself.

The Jedi could feel how close the Sith was, it wouldn't take much more time before she was over the edge. Kikri kept at it until Revan was just about to cum, and through the Force she held the Dark Lord there. Still pumping away with her fingers, the Knight stopped licking. “Aubrey, I want you to be with me always. Do you want to be with me as well?”

Revan was so close to the edge she could barely think. Between moans she managed, “Of course my love, you know I'd do any thing for you. Anything to make up for what I've done to you. Oh GAWD that's the spot love. Right there.”

“Anything Aubrey?”

“Kikri, I would run away to the farthest region of the galaxy if it meant being with you. Oh fuck, Kikri keep going, I'm going to cum.”

Kikri smiled, “If you want to cum, Aubrey, then become my slave. Then you and I can both serve my Mistress and we can be together forever.”

Revan's eyes grew wide and suddenly not even promise of a mind shattering orgasm could detract her from the fear those words of Kikri had just instilled in her. As fast as she could, the Dark Lord of the Sith got off of her love and quickly started put her bra and panties on that had discarded earlier. Then she set herself for combat.

“Aubrey what's...”

“Do you love me Kikri?”

“What? How can you ask me that?”

“Because I've been getting weird vibes from you since I started making love to you, and its all clicking into place. Do you Love me?”

“Aubrey you're not making sense.”

“Damn it Kikri!” Revan yelled as she fired Sith Lightning past her love's head as tears started streaming down her face, “I love you more than life itself! But if Omsinis has gotten to you, then I can't be with you until she's dead.”

“What?!”

“The fucken blue twi'lek with the black tattoos! She's in your head and controlling you even while you're with me. Kikri I love you, and I know you love me. I felt how your heart had broken when you first saw me as an agent of darkness, and I know how your heart has been racing from the moment you realized we were chained to each other. But that fucking Sith Lord has already corrupted you and will keep you from me as long as she's alive.”

“Black tattoos?”

“Oh has the deceiver been posing as her alter ego again? No tattoos, looks like a teenager? God damn her name is even an anagram of Omsinis.”

“No, your wrong. My Mistress is no Sith. She loves me and she'd love you to.”

“And how about you? Do you love me? I bet she's got her web so far into you that you can't even say it. Prove me wrong Kikri. Tell me you love me.”

“I...” Kikri found herself stammering, she couldn't find the words to say it.

“Come on say it!”

“Damn it, Aubrey, I l...” she couldn't do it, every time she tried she could only think of her Mistress and how she loved her. The Exile tried focusing on Aubrey and just what that Force wielder meant to her. She focused until it hurt and tears streaming down her face because it meant she was pushing Aubrey away from her. In the end, all of her thoughts kept coming back to Mission.

“Fuck!” Revan yelled and unleashed the full furry of a scorned Sith Lord and Jedi Master on of her cell creating an escape route. “When you get wise to who it is you're calling 'Mistress' get in contact with my contact on Duxon. In the mean time, I suggest you leave. By the time I'm finished, there isn't going to be a Hutt Palace here.” With that the Dark Lord of the Sith stormed out of cell, Force choking the first guard who was stupid enough to try and stop her.

Vogga the Hutt's Throne Room, Nar' Shaddaa

“His Royal Grace, Vogga the Hutt; bids you, Darth Troia, Queen of the Sith, welcome to his Palace and hopes that your trip here was pleasant.” A sniveling effeminate protocol droid, who caused Troia to wish for Revan's HK unit, said translating for the Sith Queen as Captain Taylor and a squad of a dozen Sith Troopers stood at her side.

“This trip was urgent and unplanned your Grace, and your hospitality is most welcomed.”

The hut spoke a reply that the droid soon translated, “His Grace says that the Sith will always be welcomed in his court. He would also like to thank you and Revan's administration for their hands off approach to Hutt space that they have not sought to annex. Yet he wishes to question why your trip has brought you here if not for a formal treaty.”

“Our new Empire would like to discuss a formal treaty that would be most advantageous to the Hutts and that would ensure our continued non involvement in Hutt space. At this time we are seeking aid. We have tracked a Jedi fugitive to this planet and any assistance your Grace could provide would be greatly appreciated.”

The Hutt let out a deep bellowing laugh. And then spoke, “His grace says that you are in luck. He has captured a Jedi know as the Exile. She is to be a gift to Revan's Empire to promote well being and good will between our two nations.”

Troia was only half as stunned as Taylor, who, despite her typical rigid control of her body, still let her jaw drop in amazement. The Sith Queen figured that the Hutt must have been hiring bounty hunters and planning this months. Turning a Jedi over to the Sith would certainly help in any kind of trade negotiations that would inevitably come in the future.

“Your Grace is most kind and we thank you for such a gi...” Troia cut herself off as she saw a most peculiar sight out of the corner of her eyes. Revan was walking into the thrown room, clad in her bra and panties, covered in blood, and carrying the head of a gammorrean that looked as if it had been torn strait off of its shoulders.

“Captain Taylor,” Revan commanded.

“Yes my Lord?”

“Kill this fat slug. He's a slaver taking Imperial Citizens from Imperial space.”

With out a moments hesitation Taylor's pistol was drawn and the Hutts face gone. Troia was relieved but confused by Revan's appearance. “Is every thing okay Revan?”

“No, but that will have to wait. Raquel, my apprentice should be around here some place. Taylor, collect her and then blow this place to the ground. Troia, we have some planning to do.”

“Yes Revan.”

Cargo Docks, Nar' Shaddaa

Sex Scene XVII

“Anya?”

“Yes Mistress?” The Jedi replied just before accepting a kiss from her twi'lek lover.

“Do you love me?” Mission asked as she kissed her Jedi again.

When her Mistress broke off the kiss Anya was able to reply, “Mistress you know I love you more than living itself.”

“Good,” the young twi'lek replied kissing Anya once more as she slipped two fingers past the Jedi's shorts and into the girls pussy. Anya moaned in delight overjoyed that her Mistress was paying such special attention to her. “I need to show you the real me before we go into combat, do you think you can handle that.” The twi'lek opened herself up to the Force and was pumping it directly into her Jedi as she kissed the girl again.

Anya was struggling to thing by this point. The twi'lek was pumping pleasure through the Force into her via two entry points. Her wet cunt and her hot mouth. By the time Mission stopped kissing the Jedi and gave her a chance to respond, the girl could barely think. “Mistress I'll love you always no matter what.”

“Very good, you shall be rewarded.” The twi'lek started furiously pumping her fingers into the Jedi, who was only barely aware of the change that was occurring. Right before her very eyes, the twi'lek had gone from a nubile teen to full grown and voluptuous woman with black tattoos. Anya thought the her Mistress was more beautiful than ever and said so.

“Mistress, why'd you hide before. You're the most sexy being in the galaxy.”

“I hid myself from you because you might have recognized me as a Sith. Now I don't think you'll care.” She was right, Anya didn't care. Her only concern were the fingers in her snatch and the orgasm building inside of her. Omsinis could sense that her slave was now completely docile towards her, and would never act against her. The bitch needed her too much. But she was a good bitch and needed rewarding.

The twi'lek turned it on full steam and soon her slave was at her whits end. “Please Mistress, let me cum!” The Jedi cried out.

“As you wish,” replied the Sith. Anya relished those words and her body was rocked with an earth quake of an orgasm. Her limbs went limp as she rode her cunt shot sticky love juices all over her Mistress's hand. Every orgasm from her Mistress was the best orgasm of her life. “Very good my pet,” Omsinis said as the Jedi started coming down. “Now give me your lightsaber, and stay here while I go find us another play mate.”

Omsinis was incredibly sure of her stealth capabilities and the ability to mask the Force usage of herself and those around her. So much so that she got Anya off just around the corner from where a supposed Sith was laying in wait to trap her. Darth Chienne didn't even notice the lightsaber until it had entered Griesheim and passed clean through him. Before she could draw her own saber, Omsinis was kissing Chienne. The Sith tried to resist the aggressor at first, but eventually gave in. It was only then that she noticed how short on breath she was becoming.

“Good girl, sleep peacefully. We'll have uses for you soon enough,” Omsinis said after the Sith had passed out. There was a beep from her belt and she reached down to pick up her comlic.

“Agent Zero to Omsinis, do you copy?”

“Perfect timing Agent Zero, go ahead.”

“I've found the bounty hunter that captured the Exile, it was just as you predicted.”

“Good, capture her and bring her to me. My Miraluka told me that she'd be Force sensitive, bring her back to the Ebon Hawk. Then return to Revan, we're going to activate phase two of the plan. Good work my apprentice.”

“Thank you my Mistress. Raquel out.”
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