Star Wars: Young Jedi Knights

The Female Conspiracy

by Stephanie C.

 

Chapter Twelve

Jacen had flatly refused to wear the teal dress out of the room. It had been even more revealing than the one Tenel Ka had worn the day before. Jaina, feeling daring, wore it instead. Jacen ended up in a little black dress that was almost, but not quite as revealing. Spaghetti straps held the incredibly weightless materiel over his shoulders, but the scooped neck fell to just below his unsupported breasts, exposing their upper and inner curves and the back dropped to just above his rear. The hem of the loose only came down to his mid thighs and tended to flare out whenever he made any sudden movements. The girls introduced him to other items of feminine apparel; a garter belt and stockings. They were quite a new experience for him and were more distracting than anything else had had worn.

Tenel Ka wore a similar dress, but it was dark red and the straps fastened around her neck. She was so beautiful that Jacen wanted to embrace her in a fierce kiss, but because she had said that she was uncomfortable doing that while he was in the guise of a girl, he resisted the urge and had to be content with a companionable hug.

They played the tourists role again until mid-afternoon when they decided to put Jaina’s plan into action. The same matre’d welcomed them and led them to the table they had used the night before. They ordered drinks and immediately asked for Allarri. The diminutive woman arrived at their table within minutes.

"Lady Cenja. It is a pleasure to see you again." She smiled and gave a slight bow to the girls. "And your companions as well. I was told that you wished to speak with me?"

"Yes. I wanted to ask you about the dancing lessons you offered." Jacen said. "Are they still available? I mean, would your employer mind?"

Allarri laughed. "Lady Cenja, aside from greeting guests and performing on stage, my duties include that as dance instructor. I thought that I had mentioned that."

"Sorry." He said sheepishly, "I must have missed that."

"Ah. No harm done. You are here, so when would you like to begin?"

"Actually," Tenel Ka cut in, "Lady Cenja told us how enjoyable a time that she had, that Ainja and I were wondering if the offer extended to us as well."

"Why of course, Lady..."

"Kaleen." Tenel Ka offered.

Allarri gave them another graceful bow. "It would be my pleasure, Lady Kaleen, Lady Ainja."

"In that case," Jaina said as she rose to her feet, "what are we waiting for?"

 

"Now who would like to begin?" Allarri asked as the floated out into the dance sphere. This time of day, the club was mostly empty and there was no band so they had to rely on an entertainment droid for music.

"I would." Tenel Ka said, ignoring the looks of shock from the twins. This is not what they had planned. She knew her actions were impulsive, but she could think of any other way to protect Jacen from Allarri. Why he needed protection from her she did not know, but the feeling was so strong within her that she had no choice but to act upon it.

"Excellent, Lady Kaleen." Allarri smiled and laid her dainty hand within Tenel Ka’s as she led them higher within the dance sphere. "Lady Cenja, you can follow along with Lady Ainja, or if you wish, you can teach her the dances you learned yesterday. Do you remember them?"

"I believe so." He answered, but could not help but feel a sense of betrayal at Tenel Ka’s actions.

"Then let us begin."

Like the day before, the first dance was slow and Jacen grew uncomfortable when he remembered the hand positions.

"Well, what are you waiting for?" Jaina asked when he did nothing but float before her.

"J... Ainja, I’m not sure that this is such a good idea." He whispered.

"Oh come on." She whispered back. "We have to do something or else she might become suspicious."

"Is everything all right?" Allarri called from where she was leading Tenel Ka.

"See." Jaina whispered.

Jacen sighed. "Everything is fine, Allarri. Just running the steps through my mind is all."

When Jacen showed her the hand positions, Jaina realized why Jacen had been so reluctant. Oddly, she did not mind feeling his breast in her hand or feeling his soft rounded bottom in the other, but it was just unsettling having the person that she knew was her brother touch her so intimately. And what was worse, she felt her body becoming aroused.

"Just close your eyes and imagine that I am Tenel Ka." She suggested as they began.

"That works for me, but what about you?"

Jaina swallowed a lump in her throat. "I’ll think of something."

"Lady Kaleen, I wish to apologize." Allarri said as she led a slow dance that involved having both their hands on the other’s rear while there groins rubbed side to side and their nipples teased each other as their chests rocked in the opposite direction of their hips. "I fear that I have somehow angered you. Is it because of Lady Cenja? Are you two involved?"

Tenel Ka exhibited an air of calmness, but inside, her emotions were raging as her body responded to the other woman’s touch. She knew that Jacen had experienced the same sensations with this woman the night before. "She is a Hapan noble and I am charged with her safety, which at times, can be taxing since she often seems to find herself in difficult situations."

"Are you not a noble yourself?" Allarri asked.

"Yes, but of a lower house. It is customary for the daughters of the lower families to become handmaidens for those of the higher. I have been trained in combat by my mother’s family, so I serve Lady Cenja in dual roles; as handmaiden and guardian." She explained. "I take my responsibilities very seriously."

"And that is why you are dancing with me now." Allarri reasoned, though she knew that all she had been told was a lie to match their cover.

"Yes." Tenel Ka answered.

"I assure you that my intentions are purely professional, Lady Kaleen, but you may ask whatever questions wish so that your concerns may be eased."

Since the first dance was uncomfortable for them both, Jacen and Jaina agreed to follow the moves of the one Allarri was teaching Tenel Ka. The dance was not any better.

"Doesn’t she know any dances that are not so... erotic?" Jaina complained as the soft fabric of their dresses rubbed together across their groins and nipples.

"If she does, she did not teach me one." Jacen answered, feeling guilty at the way he was touching his sister, and even more guilty from the sensations emanating from his breasts and the slight dampness building from his womanhood.

"Why did Tenel Ka have to jump in like that? This would not be so bad if she had stuck with the plan and let you continue dancing with Allarri."

"You mean that you don’t like dancing with your brother?" Jacen whispered in her ear.

"Not like this, Jacen." She whispered back.

"But if you were with Tenel Ka or Allarri it would be different?"

"Yes... I mean... Oh! I don’t know what I mean." She said plaintively.

The characteristic Solo grin spread across Jacen’s face. "Maybe you should close your eyes and pretend that I’m Tenel Ka."

"I could not help but notice all of the Imperial memorabilia." Tenel Ka said as the music change beat and Allarri led her into a faster dance. "Is Mistress Fie-el pro Empire?"

Allarri grimaced. "Hardly. She hated the Empire. Her aunt owned the club before and passed it on to her when she died. Everything here is a memorial to her brother who was an admiral or some such. He was Mistress Fie-el’s father. The only reason that they remain is because the aunt stated in her will that they had to or Sahla, Mistress Fie-el, would lose all of her inheritance."

"Ah. Ahah." Tenel Ka nodded in understanding. "And how does she feel about the New Republic? Does she hate it as well?"

"I would not call it hate." Allarri said after a moment’s thought. "It is more like disappointment. She was happy that Mon Mothma, a woman, was elected Chief of State, and even happier when her idol, Princess Liea Organa-Solo succeeded her, but she feels that their leadership is ineffectual under the male dominated senate. She is currently lobbying for more female representation by financing campaigns and staging rallies and demonstrations on worlds that predominately male governed. It is a slow process, but we are seeing progress."

The next dance had Tenel Ka floating with her back pressed against Allarri. The smaller woman had her arms around her with one hand on her breast and the other cupping, or more like groping, her womanhood while she ground her own groin into her rear with the beat to the music.

"What of the Hapies Cluster?" Allarri asked. "You are a female governed monarchy. Do you not take offense at the male mechanizations within the Senate?"

"Hapies is it’s own government and are allies to the New Republic. We do not have a representative in the Senate so what transpires within its halls is of no concern of ours unless it directly involves us." Tenel Ka told her.

"And what of the Jedi?" Allarri asked. "Do you think that they would like to see equality and freedom within the Senate?"

Tenel Ka hid her surprise at the woman’s question, fearing that she and her friends had been found out. But there was no possible way that Allarri could know who they truly were, She reasoned and decided that the question was meant as innocent speculation. "I do not know what the Jedi believe. I know that for the most part that they do not get involved in politics, but there is one senator among them and she is female."

The music cycled through faster and faster songs and Allarri changed dances to match, each more provocative and erotic than the last. Not knowing any other dances, Jacen led his sister through the last one that Allarri had taught him the night before. Their bodies spun horizontally in the weightless sphere with their legs straddling each other and their groins pressed and rubbing together while their hands fondled one another’s breasts. In such a position, it was hard not to notice the moistness between the other’s thighs. They were both feeling very uncomfortable and ashamed from the experience.

They were grateful when the music finally ended and Allarri began to lead them back to the platform that would take them downstairs.

"What is wrong with you two?" Tenel Ka asked when she noticed their pale expressions. The twins were either unable or unwilling to answer.

"It has been a pleasure dancing with you, Lady Kaleen." Allarri said as the Jedi took their seats. "Can I expect to see you again tomorrow?"

"It has been enjoyable, Allarri, and yes, I expect us to return, "Tenel Ka answered, "But perhaps Lady Ainja will dance with you while I teach Lady Cenja all that you have shown me today."

"An excellent idea, Lady Kaleen." She gave them a graceful bow. "Until tomorrow then."

"Thank you so much for suggesting that, Kaleen." Jaina said with emotion after the Tryanill had left. "I don’t think that I could handle dancing with ‘Lady Cenja’ like that again."

"This is a fact." Jacen breathed with a shudder.

 

"It is only fair that I warn you, Ainja," Tenel Ka said sometime later as they were eating their dinner, "Amarri’s hands tend to wander. A fact that Cenja failed to inform me of."

"Well, if I knew what you were going to do," Jacen said defensively, "I would have."

"You should have told me regardless."

"Why?" Jacen asked just as heatedly, "So that you would be even more mad at me than you already are?"

"Guys, please." Jaina interrupted. "Let’s just eat in peace. I’m tired and I just want to finish eating and go to bed. You can argue all you want when we get back to are rooms, but for now, just be quiet."

"Sorry." The two murmured and returned to their meals.

The club had become crowded as the evening drew closer. Jaina was slowly surveying the other patrons when she noticed a ginger and blonde furred Wookie step up to the bar and order a drink. A sash woven from the vines of the deadly siren plant marked her as an adult who led an adventurous profession, but hanging from a strap on her other shoulder was a Wookie Lowerru’un, a hand carved stringed wooden instrument. It was a difficult instrument to master. If one wanted to learn to play, they had to make their own because none were permitted to play another’s. This Wookie had obviously spent a lot of time and effort on hers. It was beautifully hand carved with an etched vine and flower pattern and then burnished and polished until the light reflected off its dark surface.

Jaina was still admiring the instrument when a Trandoshan stepped up to the bar beside the Wookie. "Oh no." She murmured worriedly.

 

Chapter Thirteen

"This is going to get ugly." Jacen said. With the exception of the music from the band and the sound from the sports and races displayed in the adjoining gambling parlor, the club had become deathly quiet.

Arboreal Wookies and reptilian Trandoshans were the bitterest of enemies. Their relations had been of war and bloodshed ever since their first meeting and had only grown worse when the Empire had exploited their rivalry by using Trandoshans to help enslave the Wookie people. Since the birth of the New Republic, negotiators have tried to form a truce between the two neighboring worlds, but by then, everyone knew that their efforts were too little too late. The hatred had grown too deep.

"We should leave." Tenel Ka agreed.

"But we can’t just leave her." Jaina protested.

"Nor can we afford to draw attention to ourselves." Her friend pointed out.

"Kaleen is right, Ainja." Jacen said. "Besides, I’m sure that the Wook can take care of herself."

Reluctantly, Jaina agreed and stood with them to leave, but just at that moment, there was a gasp from the guests and scattered laughter from the locals. The three Jedi looked at the bar in surprise to see the Wookie and Trandoshan with their arms around each other companionably and chatting like old friends. The teenagers knew that they still had a lot to see in the galaxy, but none of them ever expected to see this.

"Well, perhaps there is hope for the galaxy after all." Jaina said in a mixture of relief and amazement. "Come on, let’s get going."

The Trandoshan and Wookie were passing them on their way to a table and Jacen was gathering his purse from the table when the next thing he knew, he was spun about and lifted into the air by the front of his dress.

"I sssmell a male." The Trandoshan hissed.

The Wookie beside her sniffed, and then with a growl, snatched Jacen away from her, ripping his dress open in the process.

 

"Damn it!" Sahla Fie-el cursed from her office. "Allarri, get them in here before security arrives." But the dancer was already running out the door.

She was still not fast enough. Resort Security rushed through the front door just as she reached the table. She grabbed Jaina and Tenel ka by the arm. "Come with me. Quickly!"

"But..." Both girls began to protest as the security women had to use force to make the Wookie stop shaking Jacen.

"You can not help him now." Allarri insisted. "If you stay, you will be arrested as well."

The girls reluctantly agreed with her logic, and after Tenel Ka snatched up Jacen’s purse with his lightsaber inside, she and Jaina silently followed Allarri to Sahla Fie-el’s office. The last view they had of Jacen was of him being led away in binders with the remnants of his dress hanging loosely from his hips.

 

"I am sorry for what has happened to your brother, Jaina Solo." Sahla said as soon as the Jedi girls stepped inside her office. Her words stopped the girls in their tracks.

"You know who we are?" Jaina blurted without thinking.

Sahla nodded, "Jorel told me that you were coming, and my associate here confirmed your identities."

They looked at the Twi’lek she indicated and recognized her immediately. Tili smile demurely at them and waved her fingers while fondling her head-tail lektu that lay between her nearly exposed breasts.

"What do you plan to do with us?" Tenel Ka asked, fighting back her worries for Jacen and the hole eating at her heart.

"That is entirely up to you." Sahla said casually. "Allarri said that she told you about my organization."

"Your organization is not out concern," Jaina said. "We just came to retrieve the information that your employee stole from the Jedi Academy."

Sahla gave her a sardonic smile. "Somehow I doubt that is entirely true, but if you want the data back, then here. I no longer need it now that you are here."

Jaina took the data card and looked it over. "How do I know this is what we came for, or that you have not had it copied?"

"Oh, I am sure that there are several copies now distributed throughout my organization, but that one is the original." Sahla assured her.

"What did you want with this anyways?"

Sahla sat in her chair, reclining back as she offer seats for the girls as well. They refused and remained standing. "Allarri already told you most of this, but the Female Liberation Movement is a political organization I created to try to bring equal representation of the genders to the Senate. To do that, we need supporters on every world to ensure that as many females are elected as possible, and what better supporters would there be than Jedi? Most everyone trusts them and with you spreading the word about us across the galaxy, more people would tend to listen."

"The Jedi do not get involved in politics." Tenel Ka said. "Your reasoning is not sound."

"Ah, but the Jedi Cilghal is a senator. That makes her very much involved in politics. Does it not? And you two will be involved as well now."

"So you had Jacen arrested to ensure our cooperation." Jaina accused.

Sahla shrugged and gave a sigh. "Actually, I honestly had nothing to do with that. It was pure bad luck that Aurk and Charrabba recognized him for what he is. As Allarri will attest, I tried to get all three of you out of there before the authorities arrived. I can do nothing for him now and neither can you, but I am capable of turning you in as accomplices to his crime."

She stood and walked to the door. "I will give you some time to consider your options. I will be holding a conference in two days. I shall expect your answers by then."

 

Chapter Fourteen

It had been a restless night for Jacen. Every inch of his body ached from the rough handling he had received from the Wookie and he suspected that he had his fair share of bruises under the skin form. He had tied what was left of the straps on his dress behind his neck, but that had caused the hem to ride higher on his thighs and expose his panty covered mound. He was worried about his sister and Tenel Ka. He had not seen them since the club and feared that they had been arrested as well. What was worse was that with the force blocking presence of the yslamiri, he could not sense them. It was aggravating and it was leaving him feeling quite alone.

It was sometime around mid-morning by his reckoning, that his cell door finally opened to admit a tall, muscular woman wearing a crisp black, militaristic uniform. Two guards followed in behind her and took up positions on either side of Jacen while a third remained standing in the doorway.

"This is the male?" The woman asked, sounding doubtful as she looked him over.

"Hard to believe, ain’t it, Chief?" The guard to Jacen’s right said. "But his skin suit’s state of the art. He even shows up as female under our bio-scanners."

Security Chief Arwrenn gave a grunt in response. Then to Jacen, "take off your dress boy!"

"What?" Jacen asked defiantly. "Why should I?"

Arwrenn grinned. "Because if you don’t, these ladies will be forced to use their shock sticks on you and then remove it themselves."

Jacen eyed the two female beings. They were fingering the two-foot long metal rods on their belts almost eagerly. He scowled at them but soon he was standing in only his garter belt, stockings, and sandals as his panties followed his torn dress to the floor.

Arwrenn admired his body. That doctor on Sarrifiss had indeed done a good job on the skin form. For all the galaxy, the boy appeared to be a human girl nearing full maturity from his near fully developed breasts to his tight, unused vagina.

Without warning, she thumped one of his erect nipples and was satisfied when he let out a surprised yelp of pain. The two guards restrained him less he tried to strike back and Arwrenn used the opportunity to find out just how good his skin form was. Her hand went to his crotch and, none too gently, she forced two fingers into his vagina.

Special pores within the skin form regulated the flow of his natural sweat to chambers where it went through microscopic filters where it was then distilled of all impurities and bacteria before going to a pouch on his abdomen. A bio-organic valve within his vagina released the pure saline for lubrication whenever pressure was applied.

Jacen let out a gasp as a wave of sensations centered in his groin coursed throughout his body while Arwrenn stroked his clitoris. He tried to back away, but the guards held him in place. He then tried to close his thighs, but that only intensified the erotic feelings.

"Stop!" He cried as the sensations became unbearable. To his surprise, she did.

Arwrenn wiped her wet fingers across his face and mouth. "Looks like you paid for more than you expected. Eh, boy?"

Angry and humiliated, Jacen remained quiet.

"The specialist is here, Chief." The guard at the door announced. "She just went into interrogation room three."

Arwrenn gave a smirk. "Good, bring him along."

Jacen was led a short distance down the hallway and into a different room. This one was about twelve foot square and its only furnishing was a three-foot high box with a padded seat mounted on top by a single rod A padded bar was mounted to the left and right bulkheads and ran slightly behind and two feet above the stool.

Jacen took one look at the seat and tried to pull away. It had the same recessed appendage as the chairs at ‘The Redemption’ had, but this one was larger and far more realistic. A shock stick across his shoulder blades quickly ended his resistance. Paralyzed, he could do nothing as he was put up on the stool. His arms were draped over the bar behind him before his wrists were manacled by a chain mounted to the base of the stool. His ankles were strapped into stirrups mounted on its sides and padded sections of the seat rose up to hold his thighs apart.

Then, an all too familiar Sullustan female stepped into his view. She held a device similar to the one the doctor had used to activate his skin suit’s bio-neurals.

"What are you doing?" He slurred.

His words were barely understandable, but the Sullustan knew what he said and answered. "First, I am going to nullify the effects of the shock stick. Then, I am going to adjust the settings of your bio-neurals in certain areas so that you may enjoy Security Chief Arwrenn’s hospitality to its fullest. Remember how you felt immediately after they were first activated? This will be much worse."

The color drained from Jacen’s face and the moment feeling returned to him, he began thrashing against his restraints, but his efforts were useless. "You will not get away with this! When My family..."

"Your family can do nothing." Arwrenn interrupted. "The New republic and your Jedi have no jurisdiction here. You have broken our laws and will be held accountable, regardless of who your parents are, Jacen Solo."

Jacen paled even further at her words. She knew who he was. That meant that either he and the girls had been set up, or one of the girls had been tortured into talking.

"He is ready." The Sullustan announced when she had completed her adjustments.

Arwrenn nodded. "Let’s give him an hour. I’m sure that he will be willing to talk by then."

The five females left the room and closed the door. A minute afterwards, Jacen cried out as an eight-inch shaft shot up from the center of the seat and pierced his now hypersensitive vagina. It began slowly at first, but as the thrusting pace sped up, the seat itself began pistoning up and down slightly off sync. Before long, it was rising and falling so fast that Jacen was separated from it only to have it slam back into him. The bio-neurals in his breasts and nipples had been adjusted as well. The frantic bouncing and jiggling only intensified the overly erotic sensations shooting up from his groin. It did not take long until the product of his male orgasm exploded from his clitoris and coated the seat and his thighs. But that was only the first of many orgasms and he cried and screamed throughout.

 

Chapter Fifteen

News that a male had been arrested had spread quickly across the resort. Everywhere Jaina and Tenel Ka went, that was all that was talked about. That, the upcoming trial, and guesses along with several bets as to what his punishment would be. The girls could not even attend the trial. The resort had actually sold tickets for the event and had sold out within the first hour of the announcement.

To make matters worse, Tenel Ka’s funds had suddenly been cut off for some reason and the girls had been forced to find a cheaper hotel in which Jaina had been forced to pay for from her own savings. With the resort’s exorbant prices, she doubted that her credits would last more than a couple of days. The girls were feeling quite helpless and Tenel Ka was more quiet than usual. There was nothing that they could do to help Jacen. They could not even get into the prison to see how he was doing.

Mistress Fie-el was not being discreet with her surveillance either. The female beings made a point of letting them know they were there. Jaina knew that if they were to try to escape, Resort Security would be called on them and they would be standing beside Jacen in court. But to be honest, she was beginning to think that that was preferable to being lap dogs for Fie-el. She was worried about her brother and feared for his well being, but she knew that Tenel Ka was even more concerned for him. She had not slept or eaten and her face had a haunted look in her eyes. Deciding that her friend needed to get some food in her before she became ill, Jaina half dragged her to a relatively cheap cafe on the outskirts of The Hub.

 

Mara Jade-Skywalker was far past the point of aggravation. New Republic Intelligence had somehow coerced her into this last minute mission saying that it would be short and simple. All she had to do was find a missing NRI agent, gather whatever information she had collected, and oh, while your at it, look for any signs of a secret army. She had been on Rhenda’s Haven for over a week now and was beginning to regret accepting the mission. She had yet to complete a single one of her objectives.

"We should be on Yavin IV greeting our apprentices." Mirram Moss said testily from beside her as they walked down a pemacrete walkway. They were just now returning from searching the Parameter Park for the second time. "I mean, look at us. We are suppose to be the ones to set an example and here we can’t even be on time for our first meeting."

"I know," Mara agreed as she quirked a smile at the oft times outspoken and somewhat flighty Twi’lek woman, "but Luke will explain everything to the girls. He should be there by now."

Mirram scowled. "I know, but I still don’t like this. I’m beginning to think that the NRI has sent us on a wild Mynock hunt."

Mara gave her a wry grin. "Well, lets give it a couple of more days. If we find nothing by then, then we’ll leave and... I’ll be damned. What are they doing here?"

Mirram followed her gaze to the two blonde human girls sitting in a booth in a cafe. She didn’t understand until she noticed that one was missing an arm. "Our Apprentices." She whispered.

Mara nodded. "Come on."

 

Jaina was arguing with Tenel Ka. She said that they should tell Fie-el that they accepted her offer and then leave so they could return with help for Jacen, but the warrior princess stubbornly refused to leave him for even a short period of time.

"May we join you?" A familiar voice asked from above her.

Jaina barely caught herself before she said her aunt’s name as she looked up to see two Twi’leks standing at the end of their booth. Mara was barely recognizable under the blue skin tinting and her long auburn hair hidden within the two fake head-tales that hung from the back of her head and were draped over her shoulders. She, Like Mirram Moss, a real Twi’lek, were scantily clad in only a couple of lengths of gauzy material that barely covered their breasts and groins.

"Uhm... actually, we were just leaving." Jaina said and darted a look towards their current shadow.

Mara understood the look but sat down anyways beside her niece as Mirram sat beside Tenel Ka, effectively trapping the girls in the booth.

"There is no need to leave on our account." She purred. "Stay and let us by you a drink."

"Okay, but only one. We really do need to get going." Jaina was thrilled to see her aunt, but at the same time, she did not want suspicion to fall on her and Mirram. However, Mara had once been the Emperor’s top agent; spy, saboteur, assassin, she had done it all and knew how to play the game.

"I am Shaloo." She said, offering her hand.

"Ainja." Jaina responded, but then was surprised when her aunt held her hand and began lightly stroking her wrist. The motion sent tingles up her arm and down her spine.

"You have such pretty hands, Ainja. So soft and smooth." Mara said seductively. She then reached up and stroked Jaina’s cheek. "As is your face."

"What are you doing?" Jaina whispered fiercely, confused by her aunt’s actions.

"Why, isn’t it obvious? I am trying to seduce you." She answered aloud with a teasing laugh. She then leaned in to where her lips brushed Jaina’s ear. "Just relax and play along."

Jaina nodded uncertainly and the next thing she knew, Mara had slipped an arm around her waist and pulled her closer while the fingers on her other hand began sliding in and out of her cleavage.

On Jaina’s other side, Tenel Ka was having difficulties of her own warding off Mirram’s advances. She still had not realized who these two Twi‘leks were. "This is not appropriate behavior." She protested, trying to remove the Twi’lek’s hand from her lap.

"You mean that you do not find Carli attractive?" Mirram still managed a purr with her pouting whine.

"You are very beautiful, Carli. It is just that I am uncomfortable with what you are doing." Tenel Ka answered. By this time, she had been backed all the way around the booth and was against Jaina. She had nowhere else to go.

"Ah. You have not been with another female before. Your reluctance is understandable, but Carli will show you that there is nothing to be afraid of... if you let her."

Before Tenel Ka could respond, a female form serving droid approached the table. "Pardon me, lady beings, but the proprietor wishes to inform you that if you insist on continuing this open display, then you are to do it elsewhere than this establishment."

Mara gave the droid a demure look. "Please give the owner our apologies. We will leave." Then to Jaina, "Please, would you join us?"

Jaina gave Tenel ka a crooked grin. "Well, you always were willing to take on any challenge."

"Yes, but..."

"Come." Mirram cooed. "I promise I will be easy and that it will be enjoyable."

 

Chapter Sixteen

"There." Mara Jade-Skywalker said aloud after she had switched the room’s audio player to a Sullustan opera and turned up the volume. The dissonant squeaking and overlapping tones gave most people headaches and would drive away anyone nearby who wished to overhear what was said in the room. It also had the side effect of disrupting audio surveillance devices. "No one can hear us now."

"No, but that can see us." Mirram said, looking into a small screen that received images from the various mini cameras they had hidden throughout the resort. "They have a surveillance droid hiding in the trees across from us. It’s a good bet that it’s equipped with x-ray and infrared sensors."

Mara sighed and walked over to Jaina. "Sorry about this, but if they can see us, then we had best look the part of our characters."

"And what exactly is that?" Jaina asked with an amused grin.

"Whatever you’re thinking... Stop It!" Mara said with mock sternness as her hands roamed seductively across the younger Jedi’s body. "The sisters we are portraying just happen to have a preference for younger females, especially humans."

"You’re Mirram Moss?" Tenel Ka asked the Twi’lek incredulously as she let her slowly undress her. "But I thought that you were... well... different."

Mirram arched an eyebrow. "What do you mean?"

"I heard that you were very serious and strict and allowed nothing to interfere with your attunement with the force."

Off to one side, Mara laughed. "Who told you that nonsense? Mirram would go crazy if she could not visit a sports club at least once a week."

"Kyp Durron." Both girls answered simultaneously.

"And you believed him?" Mirram asked.

"You should know better than that by now." Mara said, still laughing at the girls’ gullibility.

"Still, this is not the way I intended for our first meeting to be." Tenel Ka said and then gasped has Mirram traced a wet circle around her nipple with her tongue.

"Me either." Mirram laughed as her hands cupped the younger woman’s rear and pulled her red tufted groin against her and nibbled on the enflamed nipple before her. "I believe that this is a first in recorded Jedi history."

"How did you get here so fast?" Jaina asked. "Did Cam and Tionne tell you we were here?"

Mara stood behind her and pulled Jaina’s head back over her shoulder as she kissed her neck, ear and cheek. One hand was caressing the younger woman’s breast and the other was stoking her inner thigh while Jaina’s own hands were back and caressing the older woman’s hips and rear. Mara could not help but notice that her niece was really getting into this. She had begun to rub her bottom provocatively against her groin. "Cam and Tionne? No. We didn’t even know you were here until a few minutes ago. Why are you here anyways? And why are you being watched?"

Between gasps and moans of pleasure, especially Jaina’s which were a bit loud, the young Jedi told their masters everything that had happened; from the spy in Luke’s office, to Lady Fie-el, and Jacen’s disguise and arrest.

All four were in the single large bed. They were no longer paired off and the girls, having succumbed to their passions, found themselves pleasing each other as well as the older women while Mara and Mirram guided their movements.

When the girls had completed their tale, Mara gave Mirram a look of exasperation. "They’ve been here half as long as we have and have found out twice as much."

"Which says a lot since we haven’t found anything." Mirram said wryly as she guided Jaina’s mouth to her breast.

"But what about Jacen?" Tenel Ka asked, pulling her lips briefly away from Mirram’s other breast. "We have to free him."

"How?" Mara asked, grinding her wet vagina against that of the Hapan princess while her hands kneaded Jaina’s breasts and teased her nipples. "He did break their laws. The New Republic and the Jedi can’t legally intervene. Plus, with the yslamiri here, we are denied the use of the force."

Mirram changed positions and guided Tenel Ka on top of Jaina. With Mara on the other side, the women guided their apprentices in the act of lovemaking. Jaina was more than deeply immersed in the act, she pulled Tenel Ka’s lips down to hers and began kissing her passionately while she thrust and ground her hips against her friend.

"We should wait until after the trial and see how he is to be punished before we decide anything." Mirram said.

"Right." Mara agreed as she slid a finger inside Tenel Ka’s vagina from behind and began a rhythmic stroke and squeeze that drew the young warrior girl into a passionate frenzy. "There’s also the matter of the missing NRI agent. If we can find her, she may make the rest of our job easier.

 

"Well?" Mistress Fie-el demanded when her assistant entered the office.

Allarri gave a shrug. "Their identifications check out. Carli and Shaloo of clan Bardu’un from Ryloth. They won a ten-day, all expenses paid vacation here in a lottery."

"Are you sure?" Sahla asked. With such an important meeting coming up the next day, she needed nothing to go wrong.

"Our security computers say that it is a ninety-eight percent probability, and in any event, the images we are getting from SD-38 of what they are doing with our young friends matches their profile. They have quite an orgy going on."

Sahla stopped her pacing and looked at the Tryanill. "Now how did our Jedi get involved in something like that?"

Allarri gave another shrug. "Ba’an said that they were very persuasive. Besides, I am sure that the Jedi are like a lot of young women their age and are curious about such things."

Sahla resumed her pacing. "Perhaps, but I want surveilance on the Twi’leks just in case. At least until after the conference is over."

Allarri bowed. "Of Course, Mistress. I will see to it at once."

 

"I do not like doing this." Mirram told Mara when she came out of the ’fresher cleaned and dressed.

Mara looked over at the two sleeping girls who were still wrapped in each other’s arms. "I don’t either, but we had to put on a show for our watchers. Luke will not be happy and we’ll be lucky if Liea doesn’t feed us to a rancor when she finds out."

Mirram glanced at the girls as well and then gave Mara an amusing grin. "I was talking about sending our apprentices to that meeting alone. Are you saying that you did not enjoy introducing them to female sex?"

Mara could not deny that she had enjoyed herself. She had not been with another woman since she had disguised herself as one of Jabba the Hutt’s dancers and he had ordered her and Oola to perform there on the floor before everyone. She had forgotten what it was like until this morning and it all came rushing back. She had to admit that she got a bit carried away. "I’m a happily married woman, Mirram, and when Luke finds out that I seduced his niece, that may very well change."

"Master Skywalker is a very understanding man. I am sure that he will see reason when you explain the circumstances."

"I hope you’re right. I really do, but Luke is very protective of Liea’s children, especially the twins."

"Whatever his reaction, you must put aside your guilt for now. This morning will not be the only time that we will have to perform for Fie-el’s spy eyes."

Mara nodded. She had felt fear many times throughout her life and service for the Empire. The worst being those frantic months after she had felt her former master, Emperor Palpatine, die on the second Death Star. Until now. She was visibly shaking with the fear of her husband’s possible reaction. She knew that he would never physically harm her, but he could cast her away from him and his family. If he did that, he might as well kill her. It would be the same, for he was her life and she would die without him.

"I’m going to ‘The Redemption’." She said after a moment. "Are you going to stay here until they wake up?"

The Twi’lek smiled. "Sure, I can baby-sit them. Besides, they may sleep for a while, they’ve been under a lot of emotional strain the past few hours, especially Tenel Ka. I think this morning’s session was therapeutic for her. Did you notice that she is still a virgin?"

"Yes, but I also noticed that Jaina is not, and hasn’t been for some time."

 

Jacen had gone into sensory overload shock. When Arwrenn and her guards returned to the interrogation room, they found his body completely limp as it was bounced up and down. His head flopped back over his shoulder with drool hanging from his mouth and the results of his many orgasms coated the saline soaked chair and his thighs. They quickly pulled him off the seat and carried him to a ’fresher and clean him before returning him to his cell.

The Sullustan was called back to readjust his bio-neurals and she assured Arwrenn that there was no permanent brain damage. He will be back to normal by tomorrow." She informed. "I have strapped him to his bed and have IV’s in to replace the fluids he has lost. I have also given him a sedative so he will sleep for some time."

Arwrenn glared at her. "You should be lucky that I don’t strap you to that chair and leave you for a week! General P'Tolla would have had our hides if he had died."

"Yes I would have." A new voice said aloud.

The Security Chief and the Sullustan spun around to see a Bothan female walking towards them with six other females of various species forming a defensive parameter around her.

"General P’Tolla!" Arwrenn gasped, squaring her shoulders in a military fashion. "I did not receive news of... I mean, when did you arrive?"

"Just a few moments ago." Sorn P’Tolla said dismissively. She motioned for her escort to stay behind and then strode into the Chief’s small office, sealing the door behind her. "What have you learned from our guest so far?"

"Nothing as yet." Arwrenn answered. "Quinn Amb set his bio-neurals too high and..."

"I am not interested in your excuses, Captain Arwrenn. You do realize of course who he is?"

Arwrenn nodded. "We impounded the passenger cruiser he and his companions arrived in. A search revealed their true identicards, but nothing as to why they are here or what they have learned of us."

"They are obviously here on Fie-el’s behalf." P’Tolla said. "What of his companions? Who are they?"

"They are Jedi as well." Arwrenn answered. "His sister, Jaina Solo, and Princess Tenel Ka Djo Chume of the house of Hapies. They are under Mistress Fie-el’s protection, so your suspicions must be correct."

P’Tolla scratched her furred snout. "So, she has gone ahead with her plans to try and subvert the Jedi to her cause even after I warned her that they would not change their allegiance." She gave a sound of disgust. "No matter, Fie-el will not be a concern for much longer."

"Ma’am?"

P’Tolla waved the question away dismissively. "I need that information from the Solo boy before tomorrow, Captain. We need to know all that he has learned about us before we decide to carry out our plans for Fie-el’s Female Liberation Movement."

"That may be difficult, General." Quinn Amb spoke up. "Because of our earlier attempts, he has suffered from a neurological shock. It will take time for him to recover."

"I don’t care what it takes." P’Tolla snapped. Then, "have him prepared by this afternoon. I will send in my own people to get the information from him since you two seem incapable of doing so simple a task."

With that, she turned on her heal and stormed from the room without another word.

 

Chapter Seventeen

Jaina was still in a state of wonderment as she and Tenel Ka moved out of their hotel room. The older Jedi had shown her a side of her sexuality that she had never really considered before, and she was in such a high that she wanted to share her revelation with the whole galaxy, but her companion seemed to be in a dour mood and had hardly spoken but a few words to her since they had awakened. The warrior princess barely even looked at her and kept her thoughts to herself as they followed the droid driven dolly to Mara and Mirram’s room.

Finally, Jaina could not stand the silence any longer. "Come on, Tenel Ka, tell me what you’re thinking. Wasn’t it fun?"

"It was enjoyable." She answered simply, but Jaina detected sadness in her voice.

"But?" She pressed.

"I do not wish to speak about it." Tenel Ka said quietly, but firmly.

Jaina gave an exasperated sigh and fell quiet once more, but as they continued down the broad walkway, she could not help but admire the bodies of the women they passed and wondering what they would be like to have sex with.

By the time they returned to Mara and Mirram’s room, Mara had returned from ‘The Redemption’ with no more clues to the supposed army or missing NRI agent than before. Although, she did voice concerns about the club’s decor until Tenel Ka gave her Allarri’s explanation.

Mara threw up her hands in disgust. "If there’s an army here, I can’t find it."

"This place is not that big." Mirram agreed. "An army the size that the NRI suspects of being here would be hard to hide."

"Not unless it was not in the resort itself." Jaina said as an idea suddenly occurred to her. "There are hundreds of smaller domes scattered across the moon. Supposedly being used to house the women in need and escaped slaves. What if they were being used to house the army instead?"

Mara gave Mirram a pained look. "I must be starting to lose my touch. It’s so obvious!" She pulled Jaina to her and kissed her. "Jaina, you’re wonderful!"

"Now all we have to do is find a way to check out the domes without arousing suspicion." Mirram said.

"That won’t be a problem." Mara assured her. "But we will wait until after the meeting."

"And after Jacen’s trial." Tenel Ka added. There had been an announcement on the holovid that the trial had been moved up to tomorrow morning, the same day as Fie-el’s meeting.

 

The night passed in a confusion of blurred images and vivid sensations for Jacen. He had first been mounted on a saddle-shaped seat that was canted at an angle that put all of his weight on his groin and had the all too familiar appendage that penetrated his womanhood. His wrists were chained to the wall behind him, as were his feet. Like the other seat, it pistoned back and forth slightly off sync with the appendage and slapped against his bottom with loud smacks. His free hanging breasts rocked and jiggled, bouncing off his chest. A neck brace kept his head pulled back and his mouth open so that his lips slid along the phallus mounted before him with the motion of the seat. The sensations that coursed through his body were nowhere near as intense as before, but it was enough. The results were the same.

Ever so often, someone entered the room and asked him questions that he refused to answer. Then they would inject him with something before leaving. He thought that the drugs were truth serums and felt proud of himself for resisting them, but the were hallucinogens. Before long, to his mind, the seat and the phallus were no longer inanimate objects, but real men. He cursed them and demanded that they stop, but of coarse they didn’t. If anything, the one behind him quickened his pace. His captors continued to add more and more injections, but he still refused to answer their questions.

When that method proved ineffectual, they switched to another. A gas cylinder was brought into the room and the nose plugs on the attached hose were forced up his nostrils. They then turned a valve on the cylinder and once again left him alone. Jacen had no choice but to breathe in the sweet smelling vapors as they pored their toxins into him. It was not long before he was filled with a sexual desire to be satisfied. The feelings only intensified as he forcefully began thrusting himself against the pistoning seat that he believed to be a real man, wanting more. His mouth hungrily pulled the phallus deeper into his throat, often gagging him, but it was still not enough. Even though he climaxed repeatedly, soaking the seat and his thighs with his orgasm and the saline lubricant, he still felt unsatisfied.

His interrogators returned some time later. They pulled the phallus away and stopped the seat that automatically recessing the appendage. Jacen humped himself against the seat demandingly, crying out for more and cursing the females for taking the men away. He begged and pleaded for them to bring them back. They promised that they would when he told them what they wanted. It took an hour of having his sexual desires denied, but in the end he told them everything, anything so that he could get the satisfaction his body craved. He told them his deepest, darkest secrets, his love for Tenel Ka, and finally, everything he knew about Lady Fie-el and the Female Liberation Movement, but they still did not did not turn the seat back on. Instead, they pulled him off and he began kicking and screaming, fighting to get back to the seat. Shock sticks were pulled out and he was immediately sent into darkness.

 

Jaina woke to find herself intertwined in the arms and legs of the other women. Her head lay on Mara’s nude breast, her mouth resting on her nipple. Tenel Ka’s sleeping face was less than an inch from hers, laying on the same breast, and Mirram was behind her with an arm around them both. Each of them still had their fingers within one or more of the other’s vaginas. Jaina could feel two fingers within her. One was Mara’s and the other could only be Tenel Ka’s. Her own fingers were within her aunt and held in place by the weight of the Hapan princess’ body. She could feel the tuft of red pubic hair pressing against the back of her hand.

They had put on another show for their observers and each had taken a turn at being the center of the other’s attention, ending apparently, with Mara before they had all fallen asleep.

Jaina was once more filled with a sense of euphoria and contentment. She hated to admit it, but sex with these women had been better than any that she had with Zeck. True, the ‘feelings’ were not the same, she loved Zeck, but he had never come close to satisfying her the way she had been yesterday and last night. She felt an inner bond with these women that rivaled even that of the one she shared with her twin. That bond was even stronger with the girl that now filled her vision. She was seeing Tenel Ka in a whole new light, as more than just a friend. She could also see why her brother was so attracted to her. She was beautiful and she kept her sleek body well in shape. And under her serious and calm exterior, was a subtle sensuality that Jaina found herself drawn to.

On impulse, she closed the short distance between them and enveloped Tenel Ka’s mouth with her own. Still mostly asleep, the princess returned the kiss and opened her mouth, eagerly accepting Jaina’s tongue. Mara’s nipple was caught between their lips and grew erect as their kiss became more passionate. It became the centerpiece that their tongues played around.

Tenel Ka then woke and opened her eyes in surprise when she realized what she had been doing. She pulled away as far as she could, which was not far since Mirram was right behind her.

"Good morning." Jaina greeted with a smile.

"Uhm... good morning." Her friend managed, trying to calm the torrent of emotions that were assaulting her. But her confusion won over. "Why did you do that?"

Jaina gave a shrug. "It seemed the thing to do."

She then slowly untangled herself so as not to wake the adults and took Tenel Ka’s hand. "Come on. We have an early day today and we need to get ready."

Tenel Ka let her friend help her extricate herself from the bed and then lead her to the ’fresher. She was surprised when she led her into the shower unit and activated the spray of water.

"Jaina, what are you doing?" She asked as the other girl began washing her.

"Just thought we could save time if we showered together." Jaina answered. "So what are you waiting for, pick up a rag."

"Ah. Ahah." Tenel Ka said in understanding and dutifully began washing her friend.

Jaina could not help but get excited as her hands washed all along Tenel Ka’s body. She enjoyed feeling the tight muscles loosen under her gentle massages. She was also enjoying the touch of her friend’s hands on her own body.

Tenel Ka was being expedient and thorough with her task, but she noticed that Jaina was doing more than just washing her. When she realized that her friend was becoming aroused by the intimate contact she stepped away. The love making that she had had with the women made her feel like she was betraying Jacen. It was not as bad when they were all together. It did not seem personal. But this, being alone with Jaina, was different. She could not suppress a sob at the thought of the young man she loved. "Jaina, my friend, please. I do not wish to do this."

Jaina was caught off guard by her friend’s sudden retreat. Tenel Ka had backed into a corner with her arm wrapped tightly around herself and was crying uncontrollably. Jaina had never seen the warrior girl like this. It was so unlike her and it scared her. She knew that she was concerned about Jacen and had been deeply troubled in the thoughts that she kept to herself, but Jaina could not help but feel that there was something more involved that had her friend acting so irrationally. She pulled her into an embrace and tried to comfort her, but Tenel Ka resisted.

"Jaina, please. I said no." Tenel Ka cried, her body heaving with her sobs.

Jaina fought to hold on to her as she stroked her hair. "Shhh... I’m not doing anything. I won’t do anything. I promise." She assured her. "Please. Just tell me what’s wrong. I‘m your friend. You can trust me."

"I... it is just that I miss Jacen so much." Tenel Ka answered. "That is all. I’m just being silly."

Jaina was not satisfied with so simple an answer, but got none other for several minutes until she decided to become firm. "Tenel Ka, I have known you for a long time now and have never seen you like this. Now tell me what’s wrong."

That strategy obviously worked because Tenel Ka suddenly released all of her pent up emotions in a blubbering babble that Jaina could not understand her. She finally calmed her friend and had her start more slowly at the beginning.

"I am betraying Jacen by... by sleeping with you. He should have been my first. I wanted him to be my first." Tenel Ka cried. "I should be finding a way to free him, but instead I am wasting my time playing like some... some whore! I am not worthy of his love. I am nothing and he should hate me."

She broke down again and it was all Jaina could do to calm her back down. "Tenel Ka, listen to me. You are not a whore. You’re still a virgin and you are not betraying Jacen by having sex with us. If he were here he would understand why we are doing it."

"But I wanted him to be my first. I was saving myself for him and him alone. Now I am... un-pure." Tenel Ka protested.

Jaina sank with her to the floor and rocked her. "Oh, Tenel Ka you are not un-pure. You are still intact where it matters and Jacen will be your first when you share that with him. Just think of our time with Mara and Mirram as practice for when you and Jacen are finally together. You are learning how you can get the most satisfaction while making love, and when you are reunited with him, you can teach him how to please you better." She then gave her friend a wistful smile. "Believe me, I wish I knew half the things I know now when I was with Zeck."

"So, you think I am being silly?" Tenel Ka asked.

"No. You are not being silly, Tenel Ka." Jaina reassured her. "But you should learn to talk to someone about your feelings and not keep them bottled up. It only makes things worse and allows your imagination to influence your emotions."

"Then I have been silly." Tenel Ka said, slowly resuming her matter-of-fact calmness. "If I had told you my concerns before, I would not have shamed myself as I did."

"There is no shame in crying." Jaina said as she helped Tenel Ka stand. "It is a reminder that you are still human and shows that you still have feelings."

"I am beginning to understand that this is a fact. Thank you, Jaina, my dear friend. I am also seeing the logic of what all else you have said" Tenel Ka then surprised Jaina by pressing against her and pulling her tight. "I do not mind practicing with you." She said and then pressed her lips to Jaina’s in a passionate kiss and they began making love under the spray of hot water.

 

Chapter Eighteen

"That’s Jacen?" Mara asked incredulously as she and the others watched the holovid in their room. It showed a young girl being led by a leash into the center of a large arena. Her head lolled to the side and her gaze was vacant. She was completely naked except for a pleasure slave harness. It consisted of a collar from which the leash was attached, straps circled her breasts and were pulled so tight round her back that her breasts jutted out. The straps joined at her sides and then were fastened to a large metal ring in the center of her back. A thick belt was cinched tight around her waist. All three were attached by metal rings to a single strap that ran from the front of her collar and between her breasts. It split at her groin to reveal her vagina. The tightness of the straps on either side made her mound to appear to be engorged. It then rejoined to run between her cheeks and then up her back before fastening to the back of the collar.

A small canister was fastened to the central strap between her shoulder blades. Two thin clear hoses ran from it and over his ears before joining at a small set of plugs that were inserted in her nose.

Jaina and Tenel Ka’s reactions were answer enough for Mara’s question. She and Mirram had to physically restrain their apprentices from rushing off to try and rescue the boy.

"We can’t do anything for him right now." Mirram forcibly reminded them. "We have to find out what they are going to do to him first before can figure out how to free him."

Reluctantly, the overwrought girls agreed and sat quietly to watch the outcome of the trial.

An announcer kept a running monologue as the view panned around to the audience. It paused for several minutes on a sky box where sat none other than Rhenda Tern herself and a younger woman introduced as her granddaughter, Bianna. Their expressions were unreadable, but Mara thought that they looked a bit tense.

The view then shifted to a platform where a Bothan strode out to stand at a raised dais.

"That’s Sorn P’Tolla." Mara said in recognition.

"Who?" Jaina asked.

"She used to be one of Senator Borsk Fey’lya aids until they had a difference of opinion over some matter a couple of years ago. She disappeared soon afterwards and no one has seen her since, until now." Mara answered and then fell silent as P’Tolla began to speak.

The Bothan called the assembly to order and then began listing the charges that ranged from falsifying identification to espionage, and the most serious of crimes, entering Rhenda’s Haven, a non-male tolerance resort.

The view then shifted to a full frontal close up of Jacen as she asked how he pled to the charges. It was then that Mara noticed the purplish-blue mist that came from his mouth as he exhaled. Drool hung from his canted mouth and there was a silver cylinder sticking partially out of his vagina that was soaked and steadily dripped.

"I will take your silence as an admission of guilt." P’Tolla announced aloud for all to hear.

"Of coarse he’s silent, you bitch!" Mara screamed. "You have him so doped up on pahzeer gas that he doesn’t even know what’s going on!"

"What’s pahzeer gas?" Jaina demanded, more distraught now than before after seeing the condition her brother was in.

Mirram answered with a concerned look on her face and a note of sadness in her voice. "It’s a sexual stimulant that fills the user with pure ecstasy and desire. It is very addictive and very deadly. People who use it often die of starvation. They become violent during withdrawal and often commit suicide because they can not live without the feelings of euphoria that they had experienced while under the gas’ influence."

"You knew someone who was addicted." Jaina said, noting the Twi’lek woman’s far away look as if in remembrance.

Mirram nodded. "My sister. She was sold as a pleasure slave and given pahzeer gas to make her more willing. Once I became a Jedi, I freed her only to have her kill herself later."

To one side, Tenel Ka’s face was passive, but her eyes blazed and her knuckles were white where she gripped her rancor tooth lightsaber hilt. She wanted so badly to rush to Jacen’s rescue, but knew that it would be foolish. Jacen did not deserve what was being done to him. He was a kind a gentle person, always full of life and willing to go to any lengths to help a friend... especially her. His jokes and companionship had changed her and made her more open with her own feelings. He had admitted his love for her and she shared that love but had not had the courage to tell him. And now she may never get that chance.

 

The trial continued as witnesses were brought forth to testify. The resort representative that had greeted them verified that Jacen had known about Rhenda’s Haven’s laws. The shop attendants and proprietors spoke of his domineering attitude towards them, and the Wookie and Trandoshan related how they had discovered his true gender. Noticeably absent were Allarri and Sahla Fie-el.

The trial lasted the entire morning and as the mid-day hour chimed, P’Tolla was ready to announce her verdict.

"Jacen Solo, on the above stated charges, this court finds you guilty on all counts. As such, your life is judged to be forfeit."

"NO!" Tenel Ka’s heart wrenching scream resounded throughout the hotel room as she crumbled to her knees. "No, Jacen, my dearest friend. Not when I have just truly found you."

Jaina was openly crying as well as she wrapped her friend and lover in an embrace.

Jacen of coarse, just stood in his drug filled stupor, completely unaware of the fate that had just been passed down to him.

Mara was unable to contain her own tears, but she was determined to keep watching in case they decided to carry out her nephew’s execution right then and there. It looked like that was exactly what they were preparing to do when P’Tolla suddenly looked down at her podium and spoke into it before casting a grimace at Rhenda’s skybox.

She called the cheering crowd to silence. "Gentle females, silence please. Our esteemed matron, Rhenda Tern wishes to speak and announce sentence, as is her right."

The crowd quickly fell silent and the holo-cameras focused on the frail looking elderly woman.

"Ladies of the Haven and honored guests. "She greeted with an air of sadness. "It is true that our refuge here is prohibited to males of every species for any reason or excuse, but the Haven is also a place of peace and does not condone death unless it is justly deserved. In this case it is not."

She held up her hands for silence as many in the crowd voiced their protests. In the end, the protestors were finally quieted by their neighbors and Rhenda was able to continue. "No. This case does not warrant death. You have not heard everything. This boy came here seeking information stolen from the Jedi Academy and his behavior towards those witnesses you heard was all an act so that he could pass as the noble daughter he was portraying. Many of you know that such behavior is not unusual among the spoiled young." Murmurs of agreement and laughter rose from the audience.

"However, He did break our laws. He should have allowed his female companions to come here alone and enlist the aid of Resort Security to retrieve the stolen merchandise, but he did not and so he must be punished." She paused for a long moment and then said, "it is my judgment that Jacen Solo serves a mandatory of no less than twenty-five years of servitude to the Haven. During this time, he shall remain in the guise of a female. He will be held in the custody of Resort Security until the nature of those services are determined."

She received a standing ovation as her granddaughter escorted her away. Down below, an unhappy Sorn P’Tolla gestured angrily for the guards to carry Jacen away.

 

There was a collective sigh of relief from the four Jedi women, and they all shared in nervous laughter at the release of tension.

"Well," Tenel ka croaked through a raw throat as she tried to resume her usual calm behavior without success, "it appears that there is still hope for Jacen. We should begin planning his rescue."

"Mirram and I will handle the planning." Mara told her. "You and Jaina still have a meeting to attend so I suggest that you get yourselves cleaned up and get on your way. We still have a missing NRI agent to find and we still have to look for clues to a military presence before we can go after Jacen. After all, we have twenty-five years in which to rescue him."

Tenel Ka was reluctant, but she agreed. "This is a fact."

"Then what are we waiting for?" Jaina asked as she grabbed her friend by the shoulders and steered her into the ‘fresher.

 

Chapter Nineteen

Jacen was in a constant state of sexual ecstasy. He was immersed in the sensations emanating from his breasts and his vagina. They had taken control of his very being and he wanted more. Craved more. He was nothing more than a sexual being... a female sexual being and he desired to be filled. The pleasure device inserted in his womanhood vibrated only enough to keep him aroused but not fully satisfied, and he so desperately needed that satisfaction. No matter how much he begged and pleaded, his captors refused to give him what he wanted. They only laughed or ignored him. He tried to insert his fingers into the dripping wet slit between his legs to help fulfill his cravings, but it was impossible while he was walking. He cursed the woman who was dragging him along because she would not stop for him, and he fought against her only to have the alien female behind him lash his bare bottom with a shock stick set on its lowest power setting. He had no choice but to relent and continue to suffer as they led him down the walkway under the amused looks of spectators.

 

Allarri led Jaina and Tenel Ka back to the triangular office where they had first met Sahla Fie-el. Now that they had time to look around, they noticed that the office was sparsely, but richly appointed. A single large desk sat in the center with a variety of monitors that showed different scenes throughout the club. There were three form fit chairs before it and three couches that faced the three transperasteel windows. Each window faced a different section of the club. One faced the club proper where the main bar, tables, stage, and the dance sphere could be seen. Another faced the multi-level game room where the customers could either play sabbacc or other such games, or bet on the various sports events and races that were being shown on the large monitors that filled the opposite wall. The third window faced a large conference room, which was rapidly beginning to fill. Sahla Fie-el could be seen greeting each newcomer or chatting amiably with the other female beings. Jaina thought she recognized some as important dignitaries and a couple she knew for certain were New Republic senators.

"What is this conference about?" She asked the dainty Tryanill woman that was preparing them drinks from a small bar behind the couch.

"It is a meeting really." Allarri answered. "All of the sector leaders meet once a year to discuss future plans for the movement and to share all that they had accomplished in their systems."

"What about P’Tolla?" Tenel Ka asked, still bitter about the farce of a trial. "What part does she play in this political movement of yours?"

Even the sour expression on the Tryanill’s face did not mar her beauty. "P’Tolla has just recently joined the Female Liberation Movement, but already she has gained much power and popularity. She is ambitious and I believe that she is using the movement for her own personal financial gain. She and Mistress Fie-el have widely differing political views."

"What about her position her on Rhenda’s haven?" Jaina asked.

"Lady Rhenda appointed her as the resort’s judge six months ago." Allarri answered. "She..."

"Does she always fill the defenders full of highly addictive and deadly drugs so that they can not speak in their own defense?" Tenel Ka asked. Her voice was calm, but Jaina could see the fire in her eyes.

Where the Jedi could control their anger, Allarri could not. "If you expect me to defend her, then you will be disappointed." She bit out. "Mistress Fie-el has condemned P’Tolla’s actions and she plans to have her voted out of the Liberation Movement today. What she did to Jacen Solo was wrong, but so is what he did. You should be thankful that Rhenda overturned P’Tolla’s verdict, and you should be thankful that Mistress Fie-el did not turn you in as collaborators.

Jaina put a calming hand on the smaller woman’s shoulder. "We are not blaming you for what happened to Jacen, and we are thankful to Lady Rhenda. We are just trying to ask for some information."

Allarri nodded and started to reply, but she saw Sahla Fie-el discreetly gesturing for her from the other room. "Excuse me. I must go. I shall return in a moment."

"She’s telling the truth about Fie-el." Jaina said a moment later as they watched Allarri enter the conference room.

"This is a fact." Tenel Ka agreed. "But we have not yet retrieved the information that we seek, and I fear that my attitude is to blame."

"Well, there’s one of our answers now." Jaina said as a sudden commotion filled the conference room.

Armed females dressed in blue armor that was designed similar to that of the old Imperial scout troopers poured into the room and ordered the occupants up against the walls. Sorn P’Tolla strode in dressed in a black uniform and was surrounded by a ring of red armored personal guardswomen. At her side was Bianna Tern who was dressed in only an elegant gown as if she were going to a ball. Two females dressed as Resort Security followed in behind, dragging a sweating and lust filled Jacen Solo.

"I’ve got a bad feeling about this." Mara said at their table when ‘The Redemption’ suddenly began to fill with armed and armored troopers.

"I believe that it’s time for us to get the girls and leave." Mirram suggested.

Mara agreed, but just as they stood, several of the troopers surrounded them and aimed their weapons at them menacingly.

 

"What is the meaning of this, P‘Tolla?" Sahla demanded. "These soldiers are against everything the Female Liberation Movement stands for!"

"I am taking control of your ‘movement’," P’Tolla sneered, shoving the woman back against the wall. "and turning it into something with more power. My Female Liberation Army will be able to accomplish far more than you ever could with your public demonstrations and political maneuverings, and with an entire resort full of the New Republic’s wealthiest wives and daughters as hostages, we will be granted whatever concessions we want."

Jaina and Tenel Ka were led forcibly into the room. "And we can accomplish more even if you had the support of the Jedi." P’Tolla added.

Bianna Tern motioned for the fem-troopers to bring the girls before her. "Ah. The boy’s accomplices. I think it only fair that they share the same fate as him. Don’t you agree, Sorn?"

"Having one Jedi plaything is dangerous enough." The Bothan answered. "You don’t need two more."

"They are powerless because of those creatures you insisted that we bring here." Bianna reminded her. "And they will be even more harmless once they have been introduced to the pahzeer gas."

P’Tolla wished that she did not need the human woman so badly. Without her genetic code entered daily into the resort’s central computer, the entire moon would shut down and become uninhabitable. "They are more useful as political hostages. We will get more from their ransom than all of the others combined, especially the Hapan princess."

"Then let me offer you a compromise." Bianna suggested, stroking Jaina’s cheek as she circled around her. "You can trade them for your concessions, but in the meantime, let me keep them in my care. After all, we only have to guarantee that they will be alive when they are traded. If they happen to die during gas withdrawal..." She smiled and gave a shrug. "Then I guess you could say that we got something for nothing."

P’Tolla finally waved her hand dismissively. "Fine! Make your announcement and then take your toys out of here. The boy is beginning to stink."

Having stopped, Jacen as finally able to try and satiate his desires. He was on his knees with four fingers plunging in and out of his vagina and a hand squeezing and pinching his breasts and nipples, but it still was not enough. His hand and thighs were soaked with the recycled sweat pouring from his womanhood as he his pelvis thrust against the motion of his hand. It felt like he was right on the edge of being satisfied when he was suddenly yanked to his feet by the leash. He screamed and began to thrash about wildly at having been denied his satisfaction. It took several prods from the shock sticks until he was calmed down.

Tenel Ka had tried not to look at Jacen pleasing himself and had tried to ignore the pitiful moans coming from his direction, but it was impossible. She wanted to rush to his side to help him, to do anything that would make his suffering end.

When he cried out and began to thrash about as the guards tried to lift him, she could not contain herself any longer. She and Jaina rushed towards him only to have his guards turn on them. Jaina dodged the first guard, but her partner caught her in the small off the back. Jolts of electricity were sent directly to her spine and she went down in spasms. Tenel Ka knocked the weapon from her hand as she swung it at her and kneed her in the gut. The dress that she was wearing was too confining to use her legs effectively, but she still managed to hold her own against the two guards. She had spent her entire life honing her body for combat with vigorous exercises and calisthenics, but as several of the fem-troopers stepped in to help their comrades, she knew that her fight was hopeless and knew that she could do nothing but surrender.

The two guards repaid her submission by beating her with their shock sticks and then kicking her repeatedly after she had collapsed to the floor. They had been humiliated by being bested by a one armed girl in front of their comrades, and they were intent on making sure that she paid.

"Enough!" Bianna ordered. "If you strike her once more, I will have you both flogged."

They grudgingly obeyed and then returned to Jacen where he was curled into a ball and once again pleasing himself.

"Are you sure that you will not reconsider?" P’Tolla asked with a hint of amusement.

"No." Bianna said. "I will take them, and I will be sure to have them on the gas as soon as possible."

P’Tolla shrugged. "It is your risks, not mine."

 

As Mara and Mirram were led through The Hub’s streets, Bianna Tern’s voice came over the public announcement system.

"This is Bianna Tern, Rhenda’s Haven is now being placed under martial law. Guests are to remain where they are until they can be escorted to their rooms. Citizens are to return to their homes and remain indoors under code black conditions. Anyone found where they are not supposed to be will be placed under arrest."

"I wonder what this is all about?" Mara asked in character for the benefit of their armed escort. "Is this a drill?"

"If you are taking us to our room," Mirram added, "then we are going in the wrong direction."

"Cheerful lot, aren’t they?" Mara asked when the fem-troopers remained quiet.

They were led right to the center of The Hub where there was a large manor surrounded by a high wall. The elderly Rhenda Tern greeted them just inside the door.

"Leave us." She ordered the troopers and then led the Jedi to a parlor before turning back to them. I know who you are, and I am now formally asking for aid from the New Republic."

Mara and Mirram could only look at each other in stunned silence.

 

Chapter Twenty

The fem-troopers were none too gentle as they shoved the young Jedi through the front door of the manor house. Jaina felt like a wampa ice creature had sat on her and Tenel Ka looked it. The guards beating had left her friend battered and bruised and she was walking with a limp.

Her brother seemed to be in worse shape than before. He cried pitifully and repeatedly begged for more. He did not say what more, but Jaina knew. His wet thighs and dripping groin that were also covered with his own semen were a clear indication of what he wanted, and Jaina knew that she and Tenel Ka would soon be wanting the same thing.

She was just beginning to give up hope that Mara and Mirram would come to their rescue when the two Jedi approached from a side hallway. They were both wearing the blue armor of the Female Liberation Army. Bianna then surprised her by dismissing the real fem-troopers and Jacen’s two handlers.

When they had left, she and Tenel Ka rushed to Jacen’s aid only to have Mirram step in their path.

"Don’t touch him!" Bianna ordered in the same instant.

"Why not?" Jaina demanded.

"We can not leave him like this." Tenel Ka said.

"It is too dangerous." Bianna warned. "While he is under the influence of the pahzeer gas, he has no control over his actions."

"She is right." Mirram told the girls. "In his current state, he may rape, or even kill you. That is why his handlers used the leash and never touched him directly."

Jaina’s shoulders slumped and she suppressed a sob as she bodily pulled her friend from the masturbating figure that was moaning hoarsely in pleasure.

"We can at least turn off the gas for now." Bianna said as she turned the valve on the canister without touching him. "However, if he becomes too violent, you will have to turn it back on."

"Why should we trust you?" Jaina asked. "You’re in league with P’Tolla."

"She’s the missing NRI agent we were looking for." Mara informed her.

Bianna nodded. "When my grandmother told me about her suspicions about P’Tolla, I convinced my superiors that the situation was worth investigating. Pretending to be power hungry and ambitious, I quickly gained P’Tolla’s confidence. She took me under her wing and told me all of her plans. She also introduced me to some of her agents that she had subverted to her cause. Some of them worked in the communications building so I could not risk sending a message reporting all I had learned without braking my cover. I had no choice but to play along with P’Tolla until help arrived."

"You can save your explanations for later." Rhenda said, walking in with a blanket that she draped over Jacen. "The Bothan will be coming here when she discovers that her plans are not going according to her wishes. We will need to get our friends here safely away before then."

"Of coarse, Grandmother." Bianna said, properly chastised. She faced the Jedi. "I have arranged for your vessels to be moved to the family’s private hanger. However, it will be difficult to get there and will involve some risks since it is located on the equator."

 

The New republic Intelligence agent led them through a maze of tunnels that ran beneath the resort. Tenel Ka made it known that no one was to lead Jacen but herself. She would not even let Jaina help.

The Jedi were surprised to encounter several resort citizens in the tunnels. Most were unloading cases of food and medical supplies, but others were passing out weapons and comlinks.

"The Haven is not completely helpless." Bianna explained when Mara asked. "Being so isolated, it is susceptible to pirate raids so Grandmother set up some contingency plans. That ‘Code Black’ you heard me say in my announcement let the others know that the Haven has been taken over by hostile forces. They will get as many of the guests to safety as they can until you can bring in help."

They finally came to the end of a long tunnel and Bianna stopped by a ladder leading up. "You will have to go alone from here. I must get back and see to my grandmother. This will take you to one of the expressways leading to Dome 20 on the equator. The hanger is ten kilometers east of the dome." She then gave them further information that would help them on their way.

Mara grasped the woman’s hand with a look at the determined civilians that had been following them. "May the force be with you, Bianna, and with all of you."

 

Chapter Twenty-One

The Jedi emerged from the tunnels and into a narrow service corridor. Utility pipes and cables lined the overhead and dim lights were placed about every ten meters along the walls. Many were inoperable and others flickered sporadically.

"The garage with the transports should be down this way." Mara said as she hefted the hilt of her lightsaber in one hand and her blaster in the other.

She led the way with Mirram taking up the rear and the teenagers between. Jacen had fallen eerily quiet for a change and followed along complacently.

They approached every intersection and doorway they came to with caution, but they encountered none of P’Tolla’s blue-armored fem-troopers until they were nearly to the garage.

"Hey, you! Stop!" A woman with a yellow stripe down her armored shoulder ordered as she and a platoon of twenty fem-troopers stepped out of a door behind them.

"We don’t have time for this." Mara growled as she pulled the younger Jedi ahead of her. "Go on, we’ll deal with this."

"Right." Jaina said and took off at a run.

Tenel Ka, pulling Jacen along by the leash, tried to keep up, but as blaster fire erupted behind them, she knew that she would soon be overrun. The older Jedi were in a fighting retreat and gaining on her while Jaina was getting further ahead. Jacen was panicking and fighting against the leash like a crazed animal. He ran into walls and tried to dart down side passageways in order to escape the loud noises and confusion. She had to find another way to move faster and stop fighting against her. She had one idea, but it was dangerous.

"There is no other option." She told herself after she was unable to think of any other alternatives.

Still on the run, she pulled Jacen’s arms around her neck and picked him up. "You must hold onto me tightly, Jacen, my dearest friend, or I will not be able to hold you."

The desire to be satisfied still filled Jacen, but it was not as urgent as it had been before. He was content with the pleasure he was receiving from the sex device in his vagina and the sounds of the familiar voices were calming, but then everything became frantic and he became confused. He could not comprehend what all of the noise and bright flashes of light were and it frightened him. All he wanted to do was to get away from them.

Then he suddenly found himself in someone’s arms. He struggled at first, but then he heard her voice. She sounded familiar, and she smelled familiar. Something deep within him told him that he could trust her and that she would protect him from the loud noises and lights, but something else deep within him surfaced as well. He felt a lust for her that overwhelmed his own personal desires, and it could not be contained. He was pleased to note that she even tasted familiar.

Tenel Ka nearly lost her footing and almost dropped Jacen when he hungrily began kissing her neck, and cheek, and ear, wherever his lips could reach. One of his hands dropped from her neck and roughly tore open the front of her dress as it fought to reach her breasts.

"Please. Jacen, my dearest friend. Not now. Not like this." She pleaded as tears welled up in her eyes.

He either ignored or was just unable to comprehend her words. His actions became more urgent and he was rubbing his breasts against hers that were now also completely exposed.

 

Jaina burst into the garage still at a run. She had been half expecting to run into more fem-troopers, but she was thankful that she had not. She ran to the first passenger hover sled and had it floating off the ground with the engine idling by the time Tenel Ka arrived carrying Jacen.

"Over here!" She called out and waved frantically. She then saw her friend’s plight and rushed to help.

"I can deal with him!" Tenel Ka snapped when Jaina reached for her brother. She was crying and her eyes looked crazed and her face pale.

Jaina backed away hastily and ran with her friend back to the sled. "You were not supposed to touch him."

"I had no choice!" Tenel Ka bit out around Jacen’s rough kiss.

Jaina had the sled waiting for them when Mara and Mirram emerged. Mara jumped into the front beside Jaina and Mirram crawled into the third row of seats behind Tenel Ka and Jacen. She did a double take when she saw that her apprentice held the boy tightly while he pawed at her body and savagely suckled at her breasts.

"You were not supposed to touch him."

"So I have been told." Tenel Ka whispered, her ever-changing emotions switching to sadness.

Jaina shot out of the garage at full throttle as the fem-troopers spilled out of the service way and began firing again. She went through two open airlocks before emerging onto the broad transperasteel covered expressway. It was one of many that spider webbed across the surface of the moon, leading to the numerous outlying domes.

They had not gone far when all at once, they felt the force once again surging within them. It was like they had just awakened from a long, restless sleep as they could again feel their surroundings and sense the presence of their companions... at that of their pursuers as well who were now chasing them on two more hover sleds.

"You didn’t disable the other sleds?" Mara asked incredulously.

Jaina shrugged. "Didn’t think we had time... sorry."

 

When Tenel Ka felt the force once more within her, her first instinct was to help Jacen. She had helped the Jedi healer Cilghal remove the toxins from her friend Anja Galandro who had been addicted to andris spice. Tenel Ka knew that she could do the same for Jacen, but Cilghal had used two hands, one on the forehead and the other on the chest. Tenel Ka only had one hand, but she was capable of adapting. First, she needed to put Jacen in a healing trance. Normally, a Jedi could only put themselves in one and occasionally others, if that person was willing and cooperating. Jacen was incapable of putting himself under and he was incapable comprehending, much less cooperating, with what she wanted to do, but Tenel Ka was determined and somehow she succeeded.

Mara started to climb back and help Mirram deflect the blaster fire coming from the other two sleds, but she paused when she came up beside Tenel Ka. The girl was kissing the unconscious Jacen and she had her hand pressed firmly between his breasts. As she watched, she noticed Tenel Ka’s complexion becoming paler as sweat beaded on her forehead. Her kiss that had been more like one being given to a drowning victim became more forceful and more passionate as her hand traveled to Jacen’s breasts and began roughly groping them.

Realizing what was happening, Mara pulled the girl’s head away from Jacen and grabbed her arm. "What do you think your doing?"

Tenel Ka blinked her rear filled eyes several times, not understanding why the older woman was so mad at her. "I am trying to draw the toxins from his body. I helped Cilghal do it once so I know how to do it."

Mara squeezed the girl’s hand and gave it a shake when she tried to resume what she was doing. "Stop it! It’s not working. You’re only pulling the toxins into your own body."

It was then that Tenel Ka realized what she had been doing to Jacen besides trying to heal him. Mara was right. She was only harming herself with her inexperience. She knew how to draw out the toxins, but not how to release them. She was contaminating her own body.

She nodded and pulled Jacen closer. "Thank you, Mara. I did not realize what was happening. I...I will not make the attempt again without assistance."

Mara placed a comforting hand on her shoulder. "You meant well, Tenel Ka, and I do not blame you for trying. Jacen is fortunate to have someone who cares as much about him as you do. With your love and with the force, he will be well again."

"This is a fact." Tenel Ka said, but for the first time, she was not sure if that statement was true.

Mara and Mirram struggled to keep their balance and deflect blaster fire as Jaina drove sporadically back and forth across the expressway in an attempt to evade the fem-trooper‘s shots. Even with the help of the force, they were beginning to tire. If the fem-troopers were still with them when they reached the hanger, they knew that they would not last long in a stand-up fight.

"We have to do something about this." Mara said.

"We have been lucky as it is. The way they’re shooting, it’s a wonder they haven’t shot the ceiling and blown us all out into space." Mirram commented.

Mara spared a glance at the arched transperasteel that covered the expressway and realized the truth of her companion’s words. It would take only one shot to shatter the transparent material and suck them into the vacuum.

In the second row of seats, Tenel Ka cradled Jacen in her lap and gently rocked him as she tried to fight off the effects of the pahzeer gas that she had inadvertently drawn into herself. She did not realize that the valve on Jacen’s cylinder had been cracked open during their frantic escape and that more of the gas was slowly drifting out of the nose plugs that lay on his breasts. The minute traces that she was inhaling were slowly building up in her system and she was unaware as her hand began to fondle his breast.

 

"I’ve got an idea." Mara announced.

"Finally?" Mirram retorted.

Mara could not afford to take her attention away from the incoming blaster fire and give the Twi’lek the dark look that she wanted to.

About every five kilometers, the expressway narrowed as it passed through sets of airlocks that were designed to automatically seal if a section of the expressway was damaged. All she had to do was to get one of them to close between them and their pursuers. Her plan was risky and she sure hoped that Jaina was as good a pilot as her father.

"Jaina!" She called over her shoulder. "Let me know when we’re about a hundred meters from the next airlock."

"Sure. Not a problem." The girl yelled back and then let out a startled yipe as a blaster bolt escaped between Mara and Mirram and struck the console right beside her in a shower of sparks. She swallowed a lump in her throat. "That was too close."

All of a sudden, the sled began to decelerate. "No. No. No. No.!" She cried as she frantically began trying to restore power to the sled’s drives. She then noticed that the acceleration controls had been slagged by the blaster bolt.

"Jaina!" Mara and Mirram cried out when they noticed the other sleds gaining on them.

"I’m working on it! I’m working on it!" Jaina yelled as she crawled down on the floorboard and under the consol. She broke out her multi-tool and tore apart the fused controls and rapidly began splicing wires.

The fem-troopers were nearly abreast them and the two Jedi were struggling to deflect the blaster fire coming more and more rapidly when the sled suddenly shot forward and nearly threw them out the back.

"Got it!" Jaina crowed triumphantly.

She regained her seat only to let out another scream. They had coasted off to the side of the main expressway and were heading right towards the wall of one of the immense airlocks.

"Hang on!" She called out and banked the sled on its side in a high-G turn.

One of the fem-trooper sleds did not make the turn and slammed into the wall in a brilliant flash of fire, debris, and bodies.

"Uhm... Mara? We’re at one of the airlocks." Jaina informed unnecessarily as she straightened the sled and aimed it towards the opening.

Mara pulled out her blaster and judged that Jaina’s wild maneuverings had given them just enough lead on their pursuers for her to do what needed to be done. She began shooting at the transperasteel above them, blowing out holes in the material. Cracks began to spider web out from the holes as air pressure pressed against the weakened sections. Within seconds, a chain reaction began as the glass began to be sucked out through the rapidly expanding breaches. Jaina squeezed the sled between the two airlock doors with just millimeters to spare before they slammed shut.

Mirram extinguished her pure white blade and collapsed into the seat with a sigh. "A bit unorthodox, but it worked."

Mara was still feeling the deaths of those she had caused and could only nod as she deactivated her pale violet blade and made her way forward.

She stopped to check on Tenel Ka and Jacen. The girl’s head rested on Jacen’s and her eyes were closed as she rocked him like a mother would a child, but Mara noticed what else the girl was doing to him with her hand.

She knelt down and started to pull her nephew away from her. "Here, Tenel Ka, let me help you."

"No!" The girl’s eyes flashed open and blazed at her fiercely before calming. "Jacen is my... is my dearest friend and I will tend to him."

Understanding finally dawned on Mara. "You’re in love with him. Aren’t you?"

Tenel Ka had never admitted it openly, not even when Jacen had professed his own love for her, but she knew that it was true. She did love him, but it was more than that. Far more. Right after she had built her second lightsaber, she and Jacen had sparred. As the force flowed around them, their movements became synchronized and their very essences merged into a single entity. The unity they had felt was like no other sensation that they had ever felt before and became something that neither of them could describe. How could they explain this to others when they did not know how? No one else had ever mentioned such a bonding so how would they know what it was? It was an experience that they felt was unique only to them and so had kept it their secret. Something that only they could share. That was why she only gave Mara a short nod in answer.

"Then if you truly love him," Mara pressed gently, "then let me help. You are not well."

"No." Tenel Ka repeated. "Even if I were dying, I would let no one else care for him but me."

Mara looked about, trying to find someway to help her nephew and his suffering love. That was when she saw the thin wisps of gas escaping from the nose plugs resting on Jacen’s breasts. It was right below their noses!

"Okay, Tenel Ka." She said, forcing calmness into her voice. "You can take care of him, but at least let me take the canister off of him."

"Bianna Tern said that he might need it if he becomes... difficult." Tenel Ka protested.

"You put him in a healing trance, Tenel Ka. He won’t need it. I promise."

The Hapan princess reluctantly agreed. "This is a fact."

Mara removed the canister when Tenel Ka lifted Jacen up and then threw it as far away from the sled as she could.

 

Chapter Twenty-Two

It took over an hour for them to reach the hanger and Jaina had never before been so glad to see the Rock Dragon. Mara’s own sleek ship, the Jade’s Saber, rested beside it like a crouching predator. She was surprised to see several ground crews disconnecting fuel, air, water, and power hoses and cables from the two ships when they arrived. She had been under the impression that the hanger would be empty. Well, you know what they say when you assume something. She thought wryly to herself as she brought the sled to a stop.

A tall, hammer headed Ithorian loped up to them as they were climbing out. "All is ready for your departure, honored Jedi." Her stereo voice announced from the two sides of her curved neck.

"Thank you, gentle Ithorian." Mara replied formally. "May your journey never end."

"And may the force be with you, Lady Jedi." The alien said with a slight bob of its head before returning to oversee her crew.

Jaina was already running a quick preflight check on the Rock Dragon while Tenel Ka carried Jacen aboard. Mara stopped Mirram as the other Jedi started to follow her to the Jade’s Saber.

"Mirram, you should go with Jaina." She said and then hastily explained about Tenel Ka’s attempt to heal Jacen and the leaking canister.

The Twi’lek nodded. "Jaina will need help if Tenel Ka succumbs to the gas, and if Jacen happens to wake as well, she could find herself in real trouble."

"That’s true, but do what you can for them." Mara said. "I will send a message for Cilghal you meet us on Yavin IV."

"I will call ahead to the New Republic fleet at Yavin to send assistance for Rhenda." Mirram offered. "They are the closest."

"Good idea..."

"Hey! What are we waiting for?" Jaina called from the Rock Dragon’s boarding ramp. "This is no time for a committee."

Mirram gave Mara a hopeless look. "Kids! They have no patience these days."

"Then you should fit right in." Mara laughed. "I will see you on Yavin."

"And I you." The Twi’lek promised as she ran towards the Hapan passenger cruiser.

 

"Tenel Ka, I know that you do not want my help with Jacen, but may I offer a suggestion?" Mirram said to the Hapan princess as Jaina blasted away from the moon.

Tenel Ka cocked her head to one side as if in consideration and then gave a nod.

Mirram knelt before her where she cradled Jacen in her lap. "Jacen has lost a lot of fluids and nutrients. It would be wise if you hooked him up to the first aid station."

"This is a fact." Tenel Ka agreed. "After Jaina has made the jump into hyperspace, I will get him cleaned up and do so."

Mirram smiled and stroked her cheek. "Very well, my young apprentice. I will be in the cockpit with Jaina if you have any questions about caring for Jacen." Mirram told her, being careful not to use the word ‘help’.

 

A short time later, Tenel Ka carried Jacen into the ’fresher. He was so light, she realized as she laid him down and began removing his harness. She then removed her own tattered dress that smelled of Jacen’s sex and then activated the shower controls.

She was still fighting a battle with the pahzeer gas within her, but her innermost desires for Jacen and the smell of his of his sex worked against her as she washed his body. She soon became aroused and that was all it took for the gas to seize control. The soap and rag forgotten, she attacked Jacen in an uncontrollable sexual frenzy. She had his unconscious body up against the bulkhead and was thrusting herself hungrily against him as her mouth assaulted his in a bruising kiss. Her hand groped and squeezed his breasts aggressively as she ground her womanhood against his. Wanting more, her hand delved between his legs only to encounter the vibrating pleasure device. With the urge to be filled, she dropped Jacen back on the floor and pulled the wet device partially out of him, then slid herself unto it with a sudden thrust of her hips. She was only dimly aware of the pain and blood when she pierced her maidenhead as she forcefully slid her self along its length and slammed her vagina against Jacen’s with a wet slap. Her desire, her need to be satisfied intensified as she thrust herself faster and harder against him, but she just could not get enough. Her world became one of sex crazed lust... then suddenly it became one of darkness.

 

Jaina had just laid back in the pilot’s seat to catch a moment’s rest when Mirram’s frantic calls made her jump to her feet. She ran to the back, following the Twi’leks repeated calls for help only to freeze at the sight before her on the ’fresher floor.

Her brother and friend lay unconscious on the floor of the shower unit and were still joined at the groin by the pleasure device. Blood seeped from a cut on Tenel Ka’s temple and ran down her cheek from where she had slammed her head against the wall during her berserker sexual frenzy.

"Oh no, Tenel Ka. What have you done?" Jaina cried as she knelt and cradled her friend’s head in her lap while she dabbed the wound with a washcloth. "You didn’t want this. Not like this."

Mirram shook her arm. "Jaina, help me get them to the first aid station. We need to get some fluids into Jacen, and we need to get Tenel Ka strapped down in case she wakes."

Jaina blinked back her tears and nodded. Then together, she and Mirram carried the two young Jedi to the infirmary. Jaina’s heart was torn as she thought about her friend’s dreams for her first time with Jacen, and now how those dreams were shattered. After she and Mirram had done what they could for them, she went to her bunk and cried for her friend and for her brother.

 

Sorn P’Tolla was furious as she stormed through her new headquarters that had once been The Redemption. Not only were the Jedi gone, but all eight hundred some odd of her hostages and the two Tern women as well. Everyone had vanished without a trace. Sections of the resort were beginning to shut down, forcing her and her fem-troopers into a smaller and smaller area and stranding others in smaller pockets elsewhere. They could not even safely get to the docking ring to reach their ships. Things were not going as she had planned and she could not understand what went wrong. The only ones that she could think to blame were the two Jedi girls that Bianna Tern had insisted on taking. They must have escaped and freed everyone and taken her protégée, Bianna, as hostage. There was no other explanation.

Just when she believed that the situation could not get any worse, New Republic troops dressed in armored space suits stormed the club. Sorn, however, was not about to go down without a fight. She did not stand a chance against the armored soldiers, and her fem-troopers lasted not much longer.

 

Chapter Twenty-Three

Tenel Ka sat atop the highest point of the Jedi temple. She was alone and deep in thought. If anyone had been near, they would have seen the tears leaving trails down her cheeks. Her parents, Tenel Djo, matriarch of the Hapies Cluster, and prince consort Isolder, had just left after giving her literally a royal reprimand for her out of control spending. They had been the ones who had blocked her account. But that was not what troubled her.

She was healed, but she knew that she would never fully recover. Not emotionally. She had spent time in a bacta tank and Cilghal had cleansed the toxins from her body. Properly, not the inept and inexperienced way she had tried with Jacen. But neither bacta nor Cilghal could heal a torn heart.

The Jedi healer had told her that she had saved Jacen’s life by putting him in a healing trance, she said that he would have not survived the trip back to Yavin IV. Tenel Ka was glad that she at least had done something right for him, but what had haunted her dreams theses past ten nights, was that she knew that she had almost killed him anyways.

Even though she had not been aware of what she had been doing at the time, the memories of those events had come back vividly and all too real the moment the toxins had been cleared from her system. She remembered breaking free of her restraints aboard the Rock Dragon. She remembered hitting Jaina and slamming her to the floor and then tried to... to do the same to her as she had done to Jacen until Mirram had managed to sedate her. She still heard Jaina’s screams in her ears as if it had just happened.

Jacen. That memory was the most painful. There was no other word for what she had done to him other than rape. He had been unconscious, weak, and helpless, and she had raped him. She had wanted their first time to be enjoyable, a pleasurable experience that they would remember forever, but instead, she made it a nightmare that would forever haunt her dreams.

She had been too ashamed to even look at the twins and had avoided them ever since returning. She wanted to hurry up and leave Yavin IV so that she would never have to face Jaina and Jacen again, but Mirram repeatedly told her that they would leave when she, Tenel Ka, was fully healed. The warrior princess knew that if that was the case, then they would remain on Yavin IV for the rest of her life.

Tenel Ka was so caught up in her thoughts that she did not notice the figure climbing up behind her.

"Mind if I join you?" Mara Jade-Skywalker asked. She was dressed in her usual sleeveless body mold fabric shipsuit and her long auburn hair was free of the fake head tails, but her skin still had a faint bluish tint from the slow fading skin dye.

Startled, Tenel Ka nearly fell off the edge, but Mara caught her arm and pulled her back.

"Sorry I startled you. You’re usually not easy to sneak up on. Thought you knew I was here." Mara grinned.

Tenel Ka merely nodded and gestured for the older woman to sit beside her. "You wished to speak with me, Jedi Mara?"

Mara sat beside the girl with her legs hanging over the edge. "That, and I thought that maybe you needed someone to talk to."

Tenel Ka got a sour expression on her face. Her problems were her own. Why did everyone think that she wanted to share them? First Mirram, then Tionne and Master Skywalker, and now Mara. Why couldn’t everybody just leave her alone?

"Anyways, "Mara said offhandedly, "I just thought that you would want to know about the discussion that Luke, Mirram, and I just had with Jaina. Seems that she wanted to switch masters with you so that you and Jacen could be together.’

"Why would she do that?" Tenel Ka asked, despite herself.

Mara took the girl’s hand and gave it a squeeze. "Because she is your friend and she wants you and her brother to be happy."

Tenel Ka looked away so as to hide the tears that were once more building. "Her reasons are not sound. Jacen and I would not be happy together. He... he hates me."

Mara took the princess’ chin in her hand and turned it to face her. "Now why would you think that? Did he tell you that he hated you?"

"No." The warrior princess admitted weakly. "But he must... for what I did to him."

"He doesn’t know... yet." Mara told her. "Those of us who know what happened decided that you should be the one to tell him. It is your responsibility."

Tenel Ka looked away again, but gave a nod of agreement.

"You once told me that you were in love with him." Mara pressed. "Is that still true?"

"I don’t know... I guess... Yes, I do still love him." Tenel Ka managed, finally admitting the truth aloud. "But..."

"But what? And don’t tell me that he doesn't love you. Not unless you know that as a fact." When the girl did not say anything, Mara continued. "Tenel Ka, look at me, and I want you to answer this truthfully. There is more between you and Jacen than love. Isn’t there?"

"Yes." The girl answered quietly after a long silence.

Mara nodded. "Luke and I thought so. There is no other way that you could have put Jacen in a healing trance the way you did unless you had bonded with him through the force."

Tenel Ka’s eyes grew wide. "Y... you know about that?"

Mara smiled and hugged the girl close. "Yes I do. It happened to Luke and me. There is no other experience quite like it. Is there?"

"This is a fact." Tenel Ka agreed. "We did not believe that anyone else had experienced it. No one else ever talked about it happening to them."

"How could they?" Mara asked. "How can you tell someone about something that you can not describe?"

Tenel Ka was silent as she absorbed this information. She was thrilled to learn that somebody else had had the same experience, but at the same time, she was saddened because it was no longer something that was unique to her and Jacen.

"Tenel Ka, your bonding with Jacen only proves that he could never hate you." Mara told her. "I thought that Luke would hate me for what Mirram and I did with you girls, but when I confessed to him, he understood why we did it, then he took one look at my costume and asked if I wanted to play the pirate and the slave."

Tenel Ka cracked a grin at that, but quickly resumed her serious expression. "So, what you are saying id that Jacen will understand why I... why I did what I did to him? Will he forgive me?"

"There’s only one way to find out. Now isn’t there?" Mara asked.

Tenel Ka stood with a small measure of her self confidence restored and gave a nod. "This is a fact."

"I believe that I saw the twins heading towards the river a short while ago." Mara offered without being asked.

Tenel ka wrapped her arm around her in a hug. "Thank you, Mara."

"Your welcome, Tenel Ka. The older Jedi said and kissed her forehead. "Sometimes it helps to talk to others about your problems."

"Someone else told me that recently." The Hapan princess said. "I am now beginning to see that as a fact."

She then started to climb down, but paused on the edge. "Mara, what was the decision on Jaina’s request?"

Mara laughed. "Well, Mirram said that she would be upset to lose you, but would welcome Jaina and agreed since she was making the request on another’s behalf without them knowing. Luke understood Jaina’s reasoning, but he felt that you two spending some time apart would strengthen your secret bond like it did ours. I agreed. I would love to have you as an apprentice, Tenel Ka, but putting two red heads together for any length of time is just too volatile a mixture. We would have Luke and Jacen running for the Far Reaches within a week."

Tenel Ka’s face remained passive, but her eyes danced. "This is a fact."

 

"It’s all my fault." Jacen repeated for what Jaina figure to be the hundredth time since he had recovered. He kept saying the same thing over and over and no matter how many times she tried to comfort and reassure him, he just would not listen.

She had her own personal problems, but they were nothing that she could talk to him about. How could she explain her interest in other women? What would he think if she told him that she liked looking at the other female Jedi students and fantasized about having sex with them? That she fantasized about Tenel ka, the girl that he was in love with and was now convinced that hated him? No. She could never admit these things to him. No matter how close they were as twins. So instead, she listened to his problems... again.

"... I remember everything, Jaina." Jacen continued. "I remember believing that I was a girl. Loving the fact that I was a girl. And I remember wanting a... a..."

"A man?" Jaina supplied.

"Yes!" Jacen bit out, sounding disgusted with himself. "And worse, I remember... Jaina, I raped her! I betrayed her love and trust and raped her!"

Jaina wrapped her arms around her brother and comforted him as he cried. She tried to ignore it, but could not help but feel a thrill at the press of his breasts against hers and the touch of his soft curves.

"She hates me, Jaina. Why else would she keep avoiding me?"

"I do not hate you, Jacen, my dearest friend." Tenel ka said as she timidly approached. "I could never hate you, but I fear that you will hate me."

"Why would I hate you?" Jacen asked. "It was me who... who hurt you."

Jaina gave her brother one last hug and backed away. "I’ll let you two be alone."

Tenel Ka grabbed her hand as she passed. "Jaina, my dear friend. Before you go, I must apologize to you. I..."

Jaina silenced her with a hug and then kissed her cheek. "There is nothing to apologize for, Tenel Ka, my dearest friend, but if you insist, you can apologize to me by talking to Jacen. He needs you."

Tenel Ka nodded. "Thank you, Jaina... for everything. Perhaps before I leave, we can ... practice together again."

Jaina fought back the urge to accept the offer, but she had to refuse, for Jacen’s sake, and Tenel Ka’s. "No. Any further practice that you do, you should do it with Jacen. Otherwise, he’ll never learn."

She gave her friend one last kiss on the corner of the mouth and then left her alone with Jacen. She was nearly to the top of the hill above the river when she noticed a familiar figure standing above and waiting for her.

"Mom!" She cried out and rushed into Liea Organa-Solo’s embrace. "I’ve missed you. Where’s Dad? I didn’t hear the Falcon come in."

Liea laughed at her daughter’s string of questions. "First, I’ve missed you two. Second and third, you didn’t hear the Falcon because your dad’s off at another trade conference, and since I couldn’t wait for him to return, I came alone on a shuttle."

She released Jaina and looked down the hill at the two girls standing by the river. One was unmistakably Tenel Ka, and the other... "Is that Jacen?" She asked incredulously.

It was Jaina’s turn to laugh. "Yes, but you can meet your other daughter later. He and Tenel Ka have some things that they need to work out and it’s taken forever just to get them two back together."

"Then I won’t interfere." Leia said as she led Jaina back towards the temple with her arm around her daughter. "Besides, that will give us a chance to for a private talk."

"Should I be worried?" Jaina asked as she made out like she was about to run.

"Maybe." Liea laughed. "I just recently talked to an old friend of mine. She said that said that you visited her club on Rhenda’s haven."

Jaina’s face paled. "Maybe I should run."

"Why? You mean to say that you didn’t enjoy ‘The Redemption’s’ house special?"

"You know about that?"

Liea lowered her voice to a whisper. "I used to be a silent member of the Female Liberation Movement until what just happened. Her ideas and beliefs are sound, the Senate does need more female representation, but her methods have a lot to be considered. Stealing and blackmail are not the way to win supporters. Especially when it’s my kids and their freinds who it is being done to. So yes, I have visited ‘The Redemption’ a time or two, and I am very aware of their seats."

Jaina’s face became bright red. It was hard enough picturing her mother having sex, but Liea Organa-Solo eating a quiet dinner while her seat was... no. She could just not see it happening, but evidently, it had.

"I also had a private talk with Mara and Mirram." Liea continued after a moment. "I have to admit, I was furious at first, but I realized that there was no other way that you and Tenel Ka could interact with them without revealing who they were. I guess I just wanted to see how you were feeling about having to do that."

Jaina swallowed her nervousness and led her to a nearby fallen tree. "I have a confession to make, and I think you had better sit down for this."

 

Jacen and Tenel Ka just stood and looked at each other, both with longing, but fearful looks in their eyes. The natural red of her hair was starting to grow back through the blonde, and coupled with her lizard hide excersize suit, it gave her an exotic appearance. Jacen’s weave had come out during his bacta treatments, but his usual mop of brandy-brown hair was still red. He wore one of Jaina’s shipsuits, but it was zipped down far enough to reveal the inner curves of his breasts, as well as the light-blue lace breast support that contained them.

"Look, Tenel Ka, I’m..."

"Jacen, my dearest friend, I’m..." They began all at once and then quickly fell silent again.

"Tenel Ka, I need to apologize, so I’m going first." Jacen said, trying to be firm.

"We are not going to have a competition over this Jacen Solo. I must speak first." Tenel Ka countered.

"I’m sorry." They said simultaniously.

Jacen threw his arms up with a sigh. "Listen to us. We sound like children."

"And we are no longer children." Tenel Ka agreed.

"Tenel Ka, I’m..."

The warrior princess stepped up to him and placed her finger on his lips. "Jace, my... my love... please listen to me. I know what you did to me, and I have already forgiven you for it."

"You have?" Jacen asked. His heart was soaring and his mind was reeling at her admission of her love. He wanted to pull her to him and hold her, to never let go, but something about her manner held him back.

"Yes, but before you say anything, I must make a confession." She said and put her arm around him. "Come, let us go for a walk."

Tenel Ka was silent for a long time as they followed the river. She knew that she had to tell him, but she was scared. She was afraid of how he would react. She was afraid that he would hate her. After several minutes, she realized that she was only stalling the enevitable. It would be easier just get everything out in the open.

"Jacen, my love, when you were in the healing trance, I... I took advantage of you. I... I raped you. I did not care how badly you were hurt. I cared nothing for your feelings. All that mattered was myself, my own satisfaction. I... I’m sorry."

When Jacen did not respond, she said, "I know that what I did was unforgivable. I will understand if you hate me."

Whe he still did not say anything, she broke away from him and walked away. Tears wanted to come, but she refused to cry in front of Jacen. The tears would come later, when there was no one but herself to hear them.

"Tenel Ka." Jacen called after she had walked several steps.

She stopped without facing him and braced herself for the outrage that she knew was coming.

"We both did some pretty bad things to each other, but neither of us are to blame." Jacen told her. "We may not like how it happened, but that should be the only regret we have, not the actual acts themselves. I would like to think that we would have done those things anyways."

He fell silent for a moment, then, "I love you, Tenel Ka, and if you want to take advantage of me while I’m sleeping, then go ahead, I won’t mind."

"You are making fun of me." Tenel Ka accused.

"I know better than to do that." Jacen said lightly. "If I ever made fun of you, you would kick my butt."

Tenel Ka sniffed and wiped her eyes as a smile came to her lips. "This is a fact."

She knew that he had been walking up behind her as he was talking, but she still jumped when he put his arms around her. "There is nothing that needs to be forgiven, Tenel Ka. I realize that now and I wish that you would too."

She turned in his arms and pressed her lips to his. Their kiss was passionate with the need to share their love without the contamination of the pahzeer gas. They undressed each other and were soon lying on the ground. Jacen started on top, but Tenel Ka rolled him over onto his back.

"Jacen, my love." She said, breaking their kiss for the first time. "I must make another confession."

"It is already forgiven." He assured her as his hands gently caressed her waist and hips.

"It is nothing like that." She smiled and gave him a peck. "I just want you to know that you are not my first woman."

"First woman?"

"Well, you are a woman for the time being." She pointed out. She then explained about what she had done with the older Jedi women... and Jaina. That last, she added with effection. "Your sister and I share a bond that is closer than friendship, but it is nowhere near as strong as the one we share. We learned things together with Mara and Mirram, and now I wish to share those things with you."

She lowered her chest to where her nipples just barely caressed his. "I would like for this time to be just for you, Jacen, my love."

"Uhm... okay." Jacen managed as images of Tenel Ka with the older women... and his sister, filled his thoughts.

He was still thinking about that when he suddenly let out a gasp as Tenel Ka’s kisses found his nipples. After that, his mind was empty of everything except for his lover’s attentions to his body, and the sensations they inspired.

In the afterglow of their lovemaking, Jacen laid with a pleasntly exhausted Tenel Ka atop him. She had given him the satisfaction that the pahzeer gas could not. Severl times in fact. But he had satisfied her as well. The force came upon them uncalled and they were once again united in spirit, as well as body. Their actions became synchronized and merged into one continuously flowing movement as each anticipated the other’s desires. He felt every one of her multiple orgasms as if they were his own, and she felt his. The ones they shared together were beyond ecstassy, beyond anything that could ever possibly be described.

There was no denying that they were meant to be together, and that nothing in the universe could ever change that. Thet would always forgive each other for the things they did, great or small, and they would always and forever love one another.

"Jacen, my love." Tenel Ka said as she idly twirled her fingers in the red pubic tuft above his womanhood. "You will be the only woman for me from now on, and you will be my first and only man. It is a shame that we will have to wait a year for that to happen though."

"A year?" Jacen exclaimed, coming out of his euphoria.

Tenel Ka nodded and then said in her matter-of-fact tone. "The medical droid said that since you had to stay in the bacta for so long, it would be nearly a year before your skin form will come off."

Jacen grew frantic and his eyes widened as he turned her head so that he could look at her face. "I can’t be like this for a whole year. I can’t wait that long for you! We could be on opposite ends of the galaxy by then. I..."

Tenel Ka’s head fell back as she began laughing uncontrollably and tears streamed down her cheeks. Her laughter was more rare than her jokes, and Jacen was always taken by surprise when she did either, but he could not understand why she was laughing now.

"What’s so funny?" He finally asked.

She wiped her eyes. "It was a joke, Jacen my love. I was telling a joke. It was funny, was it not?"

"Ah.Ahah." Jacen said, mimmicking her serious tone and usual response to one of his jokes.

With a startled yelp, Tenel ka found herself on her back with Jacen astride her. His pubic mound pressed firmly against hers as he pulled her up into a kiss. Within moments, they were soon once again entertwined and flowing as one through the force. Neither cared about what was happening in the universe around them. All that mattered that they were together, and they were in love.

 

 

 

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