Mara Jade: The Sluggorn Strike Back by PJ Chapter 1 The night sky of Coruscant was clear as crystal, allowing millions of stars to wink brightly down on Mara Jade as she gazed up through the window of the Emperor's bedchamber. The Jedi woman still wore her sleek red marriage gown as she took a light sip from a glass of purple wine. The newly crowned Emperor Emhyr whispered softly to the Imperial Guard standing outside in the hall, then he closed the door quietly behind himself before he stalked over to his new queen. "How do you feel, Mara?" inquired Emhyr while he wrapped his black-sleeved arms around Mara's slim waist. "Alright, considering I've just married a man I've never met before in my life," replied Mara sardonically. "It will be fine. You'll grow to love me over time, especially after you've given birth to my son," smiled Emhyr warmly. "You work fast, don't you, your majesty," observed Mara. "The Empire needs an heir. Our son will rule the entire galaxy," declared Emhyr with conviction. "Perhaps," murmured Mara while she continued to stare at the panorama of stars above. "I need you, Mara," whispered Emhyr into the young woman's ear. "Then let's do it," replied Mara firmly before she broke away from Emhyr and marched over to the enormous canopied bed. The slim woman pulled the shoulders of her dress away from her body, then let the garment fall limply to the richly carpeted floor. The nude Jedi apprentice yanked the covers away from the mattress, then crawled on top. Emhyr removed his own black robes, then climbed next to his wife. Mara fell onto her back, spreading her legs slightly apart and laying her arms at her sides while looking straight up at the silk canopy above her. Emhyr frowned at Mara's cold attitude, then moved to kneel between her slim legs. Emhyr bent forward, reaching out to caress and squeeze Mara's full breasts. Mara remained expressionless, her upward gaze unwavering as Emhyr began sucking loudly on her tits. Emhyr rubbed his mouth across Mara's pink nipples, licking the knobs until they involuntarily grew hard with arousal. Emhyr licked down Mara's flat stomach, then nuzzled the young woman's red-tufted crotch. Mara gasped softly, biting her lower lip as Emhyr licked and sucked the folds of her pussy. Emhyr slid his lips over the flesh of Mara's inner thighs, biting the tender skin and savoring the woman's sweet flavor. The Emperor placed his hardened cock against Mara's pink slit, then slowly shoved his member into the prone woman's cunt. Mara clutched the sheet under her with both hands, her mouth slightly open as she panted for air. Emhyr began pumping his cock into Mara's narrow vagina, his hips thrusting rhythmically while he pushed deeper into the naked woman's womb. Mara moaned softly, squeezing her green eyes shut as she felt Emhyr thrust deep into her warm belly. Emhyr grunted with each push, his hands keeping Mara's legs apart while he thrust his tool into her moist pussy. Emhyr continued shoving his cock into Mara until he climaxed, shooting a thick stream of seed into her ripe uterus. Mara laid limply on the sheets as Emhyr pulled away from her and pulled on his thick robe. Glancing at Mara's motionless body, Emhyr scowled with displeasure before walking briskly outside into the hallway. Alone in the dark bedroom, Mara fingered her wet pussy with her right hand, then squeezed her thighs together, rolling over onto her side so she could stare out of the far window. Lara sat on her small bed, thrusting two black-gloved fingers into her dripping cunt. The young girl's small breasts heaved with strain as she licked her black painted lips and shoved her digits harder into her burning pussy. The blonde girl fell back against the headboard of her bed, her naked body glistening with sweat while her hips wiggled erotically. The Gauntlets of Vader clung possessively to her thin arms, the material warm and slick as Lara finger-fucked her small, young twat. Lara was spreading the lips of her pussy apart with her left hand while caressing the moist, inner flesh of her slit with her right when Emperor Emhyr thrust the door open and charged inside. "My lord!" exclaimed Lara happily before she jumped off the bed and ran into her master's arms. Emhyr kissed the top of Lara's head, the young girl barely reaching his lower chest. Emhyr deeply inhaled the scent of Lara's musk and sweat, his hands sliding across the slick skin of her back and hips. "I need you, Lara," murmured Emhyr huskily, his eyes burning with unsatisfied lust. "I am yours, my lord," replied Lara as she stared up at her master with fervent adoration. Emhyr tilted up the young girl's face, then kissed her roughly on the mouth, forcing his tongue past her slack, yielding lips. Lara moaned softly with pleasure as Emhyr explored her throat and squeezed her ass painfully with his hands. Parting from the naked girl's mouth with a trail of clinging saliva, Emhyr picked up the slim, waif-like girl and carried her to the disheveled bed. Emhyr dropped her abruptly onto the damp sheets, then pounced on top of her, ravaging her young tits with his mouth and hands. Lara groaned with arousal, her lips curving into an ecstatic smile while she opened her legs wide for her lord. Emhyr continued sucking on Lara's small breasts as he lowered his right hand to her bush of blonde pubic hair. The Emperor pushed his hand against Lara's wet pussy and rubbed her clit energetically, prying the delicate folds of her labia apart with his fingers. Lara writhed blissfully under her master's attentions, moaning loudly and stroking his left arm and shoulder with her small, gloved right hand. "Please..fuck me, master," begged Lara hotly. "How?" teased Emhyr while he tickled her cunt with his agile fingers. "Fuck me with your big, hard cock. Fuck me till my little pussy is sore," groaned Lara lewdly. Emhyr tore off his robe, then pulled Lara's legs apart until her bones creaked. Lara watched her master hungrily, her arms above her head as she clutched two poles of her headboard tightly. Emhyr rubbed his glistening cock across the smooth skin of Lara's inner thighs, then he rubbed it up and down her small, quivering pussy. "Fuck me, my lord, please," moaned Lara with smoldering blue eyes. Emhyr rammed his thick cock into Lara's tight fuck hole, filling her vagina until it strained to take all of the member in. Lara gasped with sensual pain, her lower lip bleeding from an involuntary bite. Emhyr pressed his hands over Lara's thin arms, looming over her petite, naked body as he thrust violently into her warm cunt. Lara moaned loudly, tears pooling in her large blue eyes from the exquisite agony in her crotch. Emhyr's loins slapped wetly into Lara's as he shoved himself inside the young girl's belly again and again. He kissed Lara passionately on the mouth, relishing the heady taste of her ripe, intoxicating lips. Lara returned her lord's kiss with equal fervor, her nude body burning with lust, her mind reveling in her decadent submission to this powerful, driven man. Lara released the headboard and wrapped her arms around Emhyr's neck, pressing his face into her heaving tits while she pumped her young hips wantonly, forcing her master's cock even deeper into her small belly. "It feels so good," moaned Lara, her chin stained with blood and drool. "Fuck me harder! I want you inside me forever!" Emhyr hugged the young girl to his firm torso, clutching her bare back while he shoved in and out of her dripping pussy. Lara wrapped her legs around Emhyr's buttocks, clinging desperately to her master as he impaled her clenching fuck slit. Emperor and young girl orgasmed as one, shuddering and moaning in ecstasy as they both voided fluids against each other, their crotches sticky with mingled cream. Emhyr held Lara against his panting chest, kissing her forehead and nuzzling her sweat-slick blonde hair. Lara buried her face in her lord's musky flesh, hugging him possessively, greedily. The Gauntlets of Vader radiated warmth, feeding on both lovers' lust, growing stronger with each lewd coupling. The Sluggorn sphere ships hung silently in the limitless depths of the frontier beyond the Outer Rim. Four large silver orbs waited patiently as the Sluggorn First slithered down a dark hallway of the invasion force's flagship. The slug-like alien entered a small control room, then looked out into the large laboratory beyond the observation window. "Is he ready to be released?" asked the First with a hiss. "Yes, sir. All of the modifications are now active," replied the Sluggorn tech. "Revive him," ordered the First, his tail stem quivering with excitement. The oval containment pod hummed with electrical life, then hissed loudly as steam escaped from its opening hatch. The two Sluggorn watched avidly while a tall, black-garbed shape slowly emerged from the pod, its respirator hissing with each breath it took. "We could have totally regenerated the subject. Why did you insist on installing a life- support system in him?" asked the tech respectfully. "As a means of control. The subject is very powerful, I needed control of his life-support functions in order to maintain my supremacy over him," replied the First. The tall, humanoid figure gazed around the smoke-filled lab, his helmeted, masked face moving back and forth like a watchful snake's. The armored man moved forward imperiously, his black robes swirling like leashed shadows as he drew close to the reinforced window. "Where am I?" growled the masked man. "Back from the dead, my friend. Welcome to the ranks of the Sluggorn Imperium, Darth Vader," hissed the First smugly. Chapter 2 The Sluggorn task force roared out of Hyperspace, gliding swiftly towards the Imperial shipyard. Iris hatches spun open, disgorging smaller sphere fighters towards the free-floating space installation. Defense batteries on the installation opened fire, filling the void with green tracer fire as turbo-lasers homed in on evading targets. The Sluggorn fighters counter-attacked with quick bursts of lightning that lanced from their conductive metal skins. The shipyard's shields flared angrily again and again as the fighters wore down the barrier's power. The lead Sluggorn battle sphere fired a huge bolt of blue lightning, punching through the installation's weakened shields and destroying its main shield generator. The fighters redoubled the ferocity of their strikes, eliminating laser turrets and secondary generators. The Sluggorn flagship slowly approached the now defenseless shipyard, gliding through the ether until it gently made contact with a primary docking bay. The remaining three battle spheres hung around the installation, providing cover while the fighters flitted around the facility's struts and the nearly completed Star Destroyer nestled in its interior. "Evacuation alert! A Sluggorn battle sphere has docked and is preparing to board. All non-military personnel must proceed to the escape pod launchers and evacuate at once!" shrilled a voice over the installation's crackling intercom. Imperial infantry troopers rushed to the corridor leading to the compromised docking port, positioning themselves with blaster rifles at the ready. "Commander! The escape pods are refusing to launch!" exclaimed a tech in the command center of the shipyard. "Sir! The main computer is going off-line!" reported a second console operator. "Trace the malfunction!" ordered the commander. In the docking corridor, the main hatch flashed as red energy danced across its surface, dissolving its composite skin until an open portal appeared. The passageway was choked with acrid smoke, providing cover for several Sluggorn warriors who slithered forward with large, organic rifles. The soldiers leveled their weapons, firing long streams of ruby lightning that instantly disintegrated their targets. Five Imperial troopers died in the first salvo, frightening the remaining guards who fired back hastily with their blaster rifles. More Sluggorn poured from the smoking portal, unleashing fiery red bolts of death at the inadequately sheltered troopers. After six more guards died in flashes of crackling agony, the surviving troopers fled back into the corridor, firing fearfully behind themselves. The slimy Sluggorn soldiers slid wetly down the passage, their eye stalks alert for ambushers as they advanced into the habitat area of the shipyard. Darth Vader strode arrogantly through the melted hatch, hands on hips while he surveyed the guards' ashy remains and the lightning scorched walls. The Dark Lord resumed his march down the passageway, his Jedi senses alert for danger. Vader walked into the command center after the Sluggorn soldiers had secured it. Four female console operators crouched together under guard, everyone else was dead. Vader regarded the young women briefly, then turned to the main computer terminals, restoring them to normal function with a thought. Sluggorn techs entered the large room, checking status boards to catalogue damage. A Sluggorn slave master slithered forward, approaching the trembling human females. He grabbed one woman's arm, then pulled her close to his bloated, ichor-drenched body. The redhead stared up at the Sluggorn's face with dread fascination, her slim form shaking in panic as the slave master opened his mouth, releasing a long, pulsating tongue. The young woman screamed, tugging on the alien's strong limb in a vain effort to break free. The slave master grasped the young woman's head with both of his claws, then tilted her face upwards to accept his mucus-dripping probe. The woman managed one more stuttering scream before the tongue rammed down her throat, filling her mouth with throbbing alien flesh. Sluggorn fluids discharged from the tip of the alien's tongue, building within her throat and mouth until she swallowed to avoid choking. The redhead trembled weakly, her body limp as the Sluggorn's ichor flowed throughout her body, enslaving her to the alien's will. The slave master released the woman, letting her fall ungracefully to the floor. The female lay prone like a broken doll, drool slipping from her open lips while her eyes glazed over with submission. Vader turned away from the scene, his respirator pumping quickly from his excitement. The slave master reached forward to take a pretty blonde captive just as Vader walked up to the Sluggorn master tech. "Is the shipyard still operational?" asked Vader sharply. "Yes, sir. We can complete construction of the captured Star Destroyer in a week," replied the bloated alien. "How long to begin full capacity construction of new capital ships?" inquired the Dark Lord. "A month. Less if we can acquire more slaves," answered the Sluggorn thoughtfully. "Then you shall have them," promised Vader before he turned to leave the command chamber. "What's the problem?" asked Emperor Emhyr as he strode into the War Room of the Imperial Palace. "We've lost contact with three minor shipyards in the Outer Rim territories," replied General Tranton. "Shipping and passenger vessels have also begun to disappear in those sectors." "Republic raiders?" pondered Emhyr. "Doubtful. We destroyed all of their capital ships when we secured the Core. Mon Calamar and Corellia are nothing but chunks of smoking rock. There's nowhere for Republic terrorists to hide anywhere within the Empire, it must be someone else," retorted Tranton. "The Sluggorn," frowned Emhyr darkly. "I saw a Sluggorn battle sphere when I recovered the Gauntlets of Vader on Endor." "Yes, it could be them. We know that some spheres survived the battle for Coruscant, and their last known location puts them close to the target sectors." "Contact Fleet Command, tell them to send a moderate-sized task force to investigate the area," ordered Emhyr while he regarded the holo-map hovering in the center of the War Room. Mara Jade strode down the richly carpeted hallway of the Imperial Palace dressed in a simple black silk dress and soft shoes. A short necklace of star diamonds lay against her pale skin, and her long, red hair draped down her bare back in a loose ponytail. Mara's lightsaber hung from a delicate-looking chain belt, the hilt bumping against her rounded hip as she made her way into the guest wing of the Palace. Reaching one of the hallway doors, Mara glanced to either side, then knocked softly on the polished wood. The door opened quickly, allowing Mara to rush inside to avoid spying eyes. Lt. Luki closed the door behind Mara, then drank in her elegant beauty. The former officer of the Lady Ravisher remained disheveled and unkept as usual, which made Mara smile to herself. Luki hesitantly hugged Mara, then tightened his grip as her alluring scent overcame him. Mara drew her head back, then slid her hands into Luki's short, blonde hair, holding his face still while she kissed him desperately on the mouth. Luki returned the kiss passionately, his hands roving down her exposed back until he reached the upper slope of her buttocks. "I missed you," purred Mara as she kissed along Luki's neck and collarbone. "I missed you too," groaned Luki while he nuzzled his mouth and nose in Mara's rich hair. "Where's Padija?" asked Mara, her hands grabbing Luki's belt buckle to wrench it open. "I sent her to buy a fast freighter for us. Your access to the Imperial treasury has really paid off," groaned Luki while Mara rubbed his crotch over his pants. "Good, I want to leave quickly," said Mara before she unzipped Luki's pants and pulled them down his legs. The Jedi woman knelt before Luki, then rubbed her face against his hardening cock. Mara took Luki's penis into both of her hands, then stroked it slowly back and forth, making Luki groan with pleasure. The red-maned female licked the tip of Luki's cock with her moist tongue, then caressed the throbbing tip, her red lips enfolding the fleshy knob. "I've really missed this," panted Luki as he ran his hands through Mara's fiery hair, his crotch thrusting forward involuntarily while his member strained to slide deeper into the woman's warm throat. Mara moaned huskily, her tongue sliding over Luki's pole, adorning every inch of flesh with her glistening saliva. The redhead swallowed her lover's cock, her head jerking back and forth while she sucked wantonly on the quivering stick. Luki groaned in ecstasy, his hips pumping forward as he fucked Mara's hot mouth. Pre-cum escaped Mara's pouting lips, dribbling down her delicate chin while she slurped loudly on Luki's shaft. Luki pushed Mara away before he orgasmed, then he pulled her slowly to her feet. With the young woman looking at him with lust-glazed eyes, Luki grabbed the shoulders of Mara's dress and pulled it down below her shapely hips. The soft garment fell silently to the floor before Luki led Mara to the bedroom. The pirate slid onto the unmade bed, then lay expectantly on his back after removing his tunic and boots. Mara slid off her shoes, then crawled on top of the bed towards Luki. The Jedi woman straddled Luki's crotch, then took his engorged cock into her right hand. Mara guided the member into her moist pussy, then slowly lowered her ass down, forcing the shaft deep into her quivering vagina. Luki groaned softly, then reached upward to squeeze Mara's full breasts. Mara smiled, biting her lower lip while she began pumping up and down Luki's thick cock. The naked woman moaned deeply, pressing her hands over Luki's as he kneaded and fondled her soft tits. Luki pushed his crotch upwards, slamming into Mara's snatch as she dropped down. Mara groaned in bliss, Luki's cock sliding deep into her empty belly. The two naked lovers pounded into each other, their bodies dripping with sweat as Mara rode her man's meat pole. "Harder! Fuck me harder!" demanded Mara while her firm ass cheeks slapped down against Luki's strong legs. Luki increased the strength of his thrusts, shoving his cock more forcefully into Mara's cunt until his crotch rubbed against her thatch of red pubic hair. Mara gasped for air, her lungs and pussy burning as perspiration slid down her breasts to fall from her hardened nipples. Luki pulled Mara against his bare torso, licking her delicious sweat from her heaving breasts, then sucking hungrily on her ripe melons. Mara rubbed her face against Luki's head, her ass bouncing erotically while she let his tool probe her melting womb. Luki lowered his hands over Mara's tight buttocks, squeezing the round haunches of female flesh, then pushing them down against his pumping crotch, shoving his swollen cock even deeper into the woman's sucking slit. The lovers writhed together for a blissful eternity, until Luki moaned softly and shot his load into Mara's devouring cunt. Mara quickly reached her own climax, shuddering as warm honey poured from her vagina, coating Luki's cock and staining the sheets beneath him. Mara lay limply over Luki, panting quietly for breath while their love sweat dried on her creamy white skin. "When do you want to leave?" asked Luki in a whisper. "Soon, my lord, soon," murmured Mara before she kissed Luki deeply on the lips. Chapter 3 A Sluggorn battle sphere spat a lance of crackling lightning, ripping a large tear into the hull of an Imperial Star Destroyer. The crippled warship listed to starboard, air and dead bodies boiling from the ugly breech as TIE fighters screamed towards the silvery orb, firing streams of blaster bolts from their forward weapon arrays. Two surviving Star Destroyers hung above their dying comrade, trading turbo-laser shots with two undamaged battle spheres. The husks of two more Star Destroyers spun slowly nearby, along with the debris of several smaller cruisers. A Sluggorn built Star Destroyer sailed below the battle, firing its dorsal batteries at the Imperial vessels' vulnerable under-bellies. A lone TIE Defender screeched into the fray, its tri-blaster array releasing a long salvo of fire into one of the port Star Destroyer's shield towers. The Defender hurled a proton torpedo at the tower just before it spun to port, its deadly projectile searing forward to explode into the orb- shaped generator. The tower exploded in a brilliant gold flash, debris blossoming outwards into space as the warship's shields dropped to almost nothing. One of the Sluggorn spheres fired another lightning bolt, impaling the helpless Star Destroyer, burning a crippling corridor down its entire length until the bolt burst out of the warship's engine vents. The portholes of the Star Destroyer grew dim, then turned dark as death claimed everyone aboard. The last Imperial Star Destroyer made a sharp turn to starboard, its port launchers firing a wide screen of torpedoes at one of the battle spheres. The glowing missiles slammed into the Sluggorn ship, digging deep holes into its hull and sending it spinning away into the void. The TIE Defender raced after the fleeing warship, unleashing a swift series of torpedoes at the Star Destroyer's engines. Both of the warship's shield towers exploded at once mysteriously, allowing the torpedoes free access to the Star Destroyer's huge aft section. Bright detonations obscured the engine vents, until a cloud of molten shrapnel floated out into space. The powerless ship listed helplessly, an open target to the Sluggorn battle group. Multiple lightning bolts and blaster fire from the Sluggorn Star Destroyer shredded the crippled Imperial vessel, reducing it to a field of spinning rubble. The TIE Defender dove into a sharp turn, then flew back to the lead battle sphere. An iris hatch cycled open, allowing the fighter to land in one of the orb's large hanger bays. The lower hatch of the TIE hissed open while the huge bay door ground shut. Darth Vader emerged from the TIE, his black cloak sweeping out like a set of reptilian wings as he strode out of the hanger to the battle sphere command deck. "Ah, Vader. Good work," nodded the First from the center of the bridge. A wide observation screen showed the results of the battle, the black night littered with dead and slagged wrecks. "Thank you, master," bowed Vader respectfully, if a bit stiffly. "Have you begun the infiltration mission?" "Yess. A team of the clones you helped develop has successfully entered the Coruscant system and was on-route to the planet before they cut transmission. While they retrieve the package, we must continue our expansion within the Outer Rim. Take command of the Star Destroyer and proceed with the next target," ordered the First. "As you wish," bowed Vader in acknowledgment. "The task force failed to check in," reported General Tranton as Emperor Emhyr marched into the hectic War Room. "Admiral Pierce just told me." "Have you sent any further ships to investigate?" asked Emhyr in a restrained tone. "Negative, your Highness. I thought you should decide what our next deployment should be," replied the admiral nervously. Emhyr turned to examine the holo-map in the center of the huge War Room. The map displayed the entire galaxy with a grid overlay of Imperial sectors as well as warship assignments. "Put the Fleet on yellow alert, admiral," commanded Emhyr tersely. "Increase system patrols of the Core and place more units along the border of the Outer Rim. Tranton, how many more systems have we lost?" "Five. I wouldn't recommend sending anything less than a full battle group there, the Sluggorn are grinding up our smaller tactical squadrons," said Tranton. "They have access to several shipyards now. Do you concur that they'll use those resources to build more warships of their own?" asked Emhyr in a low voice. "Affirmative. It's Daala's strategy all over again," replied the general ruefully. "I hope so. We'll be able to anticipate and counter it this time," remarked Emhyr. "Admiral, issue my orders." Padija walked the crowded streets of the Imperial City. The sex android was dressed in a simple jumpsuit that hugged her figure very nicely. The artificial girl's purple hair hung across her left shoulder in a loose ponytail, obscuring her pointed left ear. Padija was very pleased with herself today, she had closed the deal for a new freighter and was now making her way back to the Palace to inform Luki of the good news. The young woman failed to notice two burly humans who came up behind her and followed at a discreet distance until she passed a dark alley. The two men grabbed Padija's arms and quickly dragged her into the enveloping darkness. Before Padija could scream for help, one of the men pressed a shock rod against the back of her neck. With the press of a button, a sizzling bolt of electricity assaulted Padija's mechanical body, rendering her comatose. Padija awoke strapped within a cushioned flight chair. Blinking her wide eyes to clear them, the girl gasped as she gazed out the cockpit window of a shuttle craft. The swirling tunnel of Hyperspace filled the entire view while the two men monitored consoles from their piloting chairs. Padija inhaled to begin a loud protest, but choked when she discovered the rubber ball gag fastened inside her mouth. One of the men turned to watch Padija when he heard her muffled growls of anger. "Hey, our guest is awake. They sure make those sex androids tough," remarked the amused man with a short laugh. "It's a requirement for their work," replied the second man without emotion. "Hey! That's funny!" chuckled the first man before he unfastened himself from his chair and sauntered over to the struggling android girl. "Don't damage her or Lord Vader will be most displeased," warned the second man. "Hey, you don't have to remind me," shuddered the first man as he slid one of his hands across Padija's right cheek. "Huh! Feels just like real skin," murmured the clone soldier before he leaned forward and wetly licked up Padija's face, leaving a thin coat of saliva across her white skin. Padija growled even louder, her eyes burning with hate as she writhed helplessly in her binding cords. "Can I fuck her just once?" begged the first clone trooper. "If you must," sighed the second clone as he adjusted a few flight controls. "You'll enjoy this, honey," grinned the first clone lasciviously. Padija groaned in denial while the clone untied her arms and torso from the chair, then turned her around so she faced the back of the seat. He unzipped the android girl's jumpsuit, then yanked it roughly off of her body. Programmed to utilize only human-level strength, Padija was too weak to fight the soldier as he pulled her arms forward, then wrapped them around the back of the chair. The clone tied her wrists and arms together, then fastened the ropes to the base of the seat, trapping her on her knees within the chair and leaving her firm, round ass vulnerable to ravishing. The solider ran his right hand down Padija's bare back, savoring the sensation of her smooth skin under his fingers. Standing behind the bound, naked girl, the clone slapped her left buttock, leaving a burning red bruise on her creamy flesh. The soldier smiled cruelly while he slapped Padija's ass again and again, laughing with pleasure as she moaned in pain. He seized her warm ass cheeks, crushing them in his strong grip. Padija groaned through her gag, tears sliding down her pale cheeks from the agony. The clone slapped Padija's cherry-red ass one more time, then licked up her spine, humming as he tasted her sweet flesh. "Let's have a look at that tender pussy of yours," whispered the clone loudly before he knelt behind Padija and spread her buttocks apart. The android girl's eyes widened with shock and humiliation as the soldier pried the folds of her cunt apart, then shoved his face into her pink slit, sucking loudly on her soft pussy. Padija moaned helplessly, her skin growing hot from the man's attentions, her programming sending irresistible waves of pleasure into her mind. As the clone sucked her fleshy labia and firmly licked her clit, honey began to trickle from her vagina, glistening on her tender cunt skin until the clone lapped it up with his rough mouth. "You're getting hot, aren't you, bitch," murmured the clone while his right hand caressed her bruised ass. "You want me to fuck your tight little pussy, isn't that right, whore?" Padija closed her eyes and wept softly, shame overwhelming her mind while her body responded to the soldier's lewd assault. The clone stood up, then lowered his trousers. He grabbed a handful of Padija's thick, purple hair, then pulled her head back, arching her graceful back as he slid his cock into her moist cunt. "Yeah, that feels good, doesn't it, slut girl?" taunted the clone while he rammed his large cock into Padija's fuck hole. The naked girl groaned weakly, her ass bobbing up and down sensuously with each pump of the clone's member into her throbbing vagina. The soldier held onto Padija's hair like a set of reins, yanking back occasionally out of ugly spite. He thrust his crotch against Padija's ass, their skins slapping together obscenely as he shoved his pole deep into her warm belly. The android girl flinched with each ram into her hot pussy, her lips slithered across the rubber ball in her mouth, drool escaping down her trembling chin while perspiration beaded on her bare, pale skin. "Take it! Take it up your cunt, bitch!" screamed the clone, spit frothing from his lips, each stab more violent than the last. Padija shook in her chair, her body straining against her painful bonds as her ravager forced her up, his cock a powerful shaft punching up into her stomach. Despite the agony and self-disgust, the android girl's naked body dripped with sweat, her skin burning with lust, her cunt slick with vaginal fluids. The clone wrapped his arms around Padija's nude form, grabbing her large breasts and crushing them in a vice grip. Padija moaned with fresh pain while her tits were mangled and disfigured by the soldier's grasping paws. The soldier effortlessly continued fucking Padija's sore pussy, his hips pumping like mechanical servos, impaling the girl's twat with a rock hard spear of meat. He licked and gnawed on Padija's back, leaving red bite marks on her creamy skin, his tongue drenching her flesh with clinging spittle. The clone was lost in his frenzy of lust as the second soldier stalked up behind him and paralyzed him with a stun rod. The first clone spasmed uncontrollably, then fell off of Padija's naked body. The android girl clung to the back of the chair, sobbing into her gag from the pain searing across her flesh. The second clone dragged his comrade to the co-pilot's seat, then carefully strapped the unconscious man within. Returning to Padija's quaking form, the clone removed her mouth gag, then untied her from the chair. The naked girl fell limply against the soldier, her limbs weak from trauma and abuse. The clone picked her up and placed her on the shuttle's only bunk, then fastened her in with straps across her breasts, stomach, and legs. The expressionless soldier applied several med packs to various places on her body, then brushed stray hair away of her eyes. "Sleep. We will reach the Sluggorn battle group soon," murmured the soldier before he returned to his chair in the cockpit. Chapter 4 Mara swung her azure lightsaber in a wide arc, her body spinning in place as she sliced the blade downwards. The Jedi woman stumbled slightly during her recovery, her growing belly throwing her off-balance. Mara spat in anger at herself, then gripped the lightsaber handle tighter, whitening her knuckles with strain. A flash of alarm buzzed in Mara's head, causing her to spin to the left just in time to block Emhyr's violet blade. The two Jedi slashed and stabbed at each other for several minutes, Mara's breasts heaving with effort while Emhyr failed to generate even a glimmer of perspiration. The Emperor knocked away one of Mara's weakening lunges, then twisted his blade towards Mara's wrist, singing her hand and making her drop her weapon. Mara glared at Emhyr, air hissing between her full lips as her sweat-slick red hair clung to her forehead and neck. "You fought well for a pregnant woman," smiled Emhyr softly. "It seems that I'll never beat you," replied Mara acidly. "I wasn't aware that we were in conflict," retorted Emhyr lightly. "You know we are," frowned Mara as she crossed her arms over her panting breasts. "I could never harm the mother of my child. Do you know the baby's gender?" asked Emhyr. "It's a girl. One of the Imperial doctors examined me yesterday," answered Mara coldly. "So, a daughter. She will be Queen of the Empire one day," promised Emhyr intently. "You have your heir now. What's your plan for recovering the Outer Rim?" inquired Mara. "I've assembled a battle fleet near the Inner/Outer Rim border. I'm leaving now to lead the fleet against the Sluggorn armada. I wanted to say good-bye to you before I left," replied Emhyr. "Bye, don't get killed or anything," shrugged Mara before she grabbed a white towel from a small table and wiped her dripping brow. "I know that I forced you to marry me, that you don't love me at all. I just want you to take care of our daughter and preserve the Empire that I've rebuilt. You're a Jedi, you have the ability to rule," said Emhyr. "May the Force be with you." Mara stood quietly near the small table, wiping the sweat from her hair and face, staring blankly at the wall away from Emhyr. The Emperor gazed at Mara's shapely figure, her round belly making her more attractive, not less, to his sight. Sighing softly, Emhyr turned to leave, his long black cloak swirling around him as he marched out of the practice room. When Mara was sure that Emhyr had left, she turned to look at the closed door of the room, her eyes clouded with mixed feelings. "May the Force be with you, Emhyr," whispered Mara with trembling lips. As one shuttle ascended to dock with a Super Star Destroyer, a second shuttle dived into the atmosphere of Coruscant bearing a single female passenger. The shuttle folded up its wings as it slowly floated to the landing pad, then it lowered a shallow ramp to the ground. Padija strode smoothly from the shuttle's belly, her curvaceous body encased in a clinging black silk dress. A loose ponytail of purple hair hung down her right shoulder to her round breast. Carrying a small purse over her left shoulder, Padija left the small landing port and entered the deep canyons of the Imperial city. Walking for most of the day, the sex android finally reached the outer gate of the capital city's main shield generator. Two male human guards stood at attention, their eyes examining Padija for threat potential, then lingering on her graceful lines in appreciation of her feminine beauty. "Sorry, miss. Access is restricted to authorized personnel only," said the watch officer. "But I really need to get inside, just for a moment," smiled Padija seductively, her eyes closed to smoldering slits, her lips pursed and moist with desire. Both soldiers fidgeted before Padija, perspiration glistening on their faces as they fought to maintain discipline. Padija swayed up close to the watch officer, allowing him to smell her musky scent and glance down the narrow cleft between her ripe breasts. She lowered her hand onto the officer's crotch, her palm and fingers expertly manipulating his hardening cock, teasing it with limitless promise. "Al..alright, you can go in," gasped the officer as he shivered with lust, his nostrils flaring wide as he deeply breathed in the girl's arousing smell. "Sir?" questioned the private doubtfully. "She won't be long, will you, miss?" asked the officer confidently. "No. I'll be back before you get soft," murmured Padija before she kissed the officer tenderly on the cheek. The officer blushed hotly, his eyes burning with hunger while he watched Padija pass through the now open gate and sway hypnotically towards the shield generator installation. "Hey! What are you doing here?" asked a station tech sharply as Padija walked softly into the control room. Two more male techs turned from their monitoring stations, gasping in surprise and awe while the beautiful young woman entered the chamber. "I heard that there were three horny studs in here who needed a girl to fuck," replied Padija wantonly, her eyes glowing with sensual fire. The three men looked questioningly at each other, then smiled in silent agreement. They moved forward, surrounding Padija who now stood in the center of the room. The sex android slid her black dress from her body, then let it fall, revealing her glorious, nude form. The men gasped again at Padija's intoxicating beauty, then watched as she knelt before one of the techs. The violet-haired girl reached forward with her small hands, unzipping the tech's pants, then gently pulling out his stiffening cock. Padija smiled lewdly while she jerked her hand up and down the man's member, making it throb with arousal. The naked girl allowed the second tech to tilt her head up, giving him the opportunity to kiss her passionately on the mouth. The third tech knelt at Padija's left, his hands reaching out to caress her flat stomach and smooth, arched back. Padija's flesh grew warmer as the men fondled her, her lips became slack, allowing the tech kissing her to slide his tongue deep into her throat. The tech caressing her bare skin slid his hand down her firm, round buttocks, squeezing her beautiful ass cheeks, then dipping a finger into her crack, rubbing the pink flesh of her trembling pussy. Padija moved her face close to the first tech's cock, rubbing the glistening head across her lips and nose. The man grunted with pleasure, his arms limp at his sides as he thrust out his crotch towards the naked girl before him. Padija opened her mouth and swallowed the first tech's cock, her lips caressing and squeezing the thick shaft while her wet tongue slid up and down the pulsing pole of meat. The second tech nuzzled Padija's thick, purple hair, nibbling on her right pointed ear. The third tech licked Padija's left shoulder, his right hand between her thighs, energetically rubbing up and down her moistening cunt. Padija moaned in ecstasy, her cheeks taut as she sucked loudly on the first tech's pole, her head jerking back and forth erotically. The third tech moved behind Padija, kneeling on all fours to reach her wet slit. He buried his face in her smooth ass, his tongue lapping wetly over her quivering pussy folds. The second tech lowered his head to the naked girl's right breast, fastening his hungry lips on her delicate, pink nipple. Padija fucked all three men energetically, then stood up to re-clothe herself while the techs returned to their stations, their eyes somewhat glassy and dull. Satisfied with her hold on the men, Padija left the control room, returning to the noisy streets on her way to the next defense station. The Super Star Destroyer rumbled forward, its massive thrusters glowing red with expelled plasma as it traded turbo-laser fire with several Imperial Star Destroyers. TIE Fighters swarmed around the two fleets like gnats, chasing each other before firing swift bursts from their forward laser cannons. Darth Vader stood before the Super Star Destroyer's bridge observation window, watching the battle rage on with dispassionate eyes. A Sluggorn battle sphere slowly advanced from the warship's starboard flank, releasing a searing lightning bolt into one of the Imperial vessels, ripping a long tear along its port hull. Sluggorn TIE Bombers exploited the ship's wound, dropping a salvo of bombs into the breech, filling the entire Destroyer with ugly green plasma. A Sluggorn officer slithered up the bridge walkway to the observation ports, then waited patiently for Vader to acknowledge him. "What is it?" inquired Vader coldly. "The Imperial task force has been completely routed. They're jumping back to the Core. We may begin harvesting within the Inner Rim sectors now," hissed the Sluggorn eagerly. "Your Sluggorn ships can harvest the Rim, I will advance with my Star Destroyers to Coruscant," declared Vader. "No, its defenses are too powerful, they will destroy OUR warships," retorted the Sluggorn. "I have an agent on-planet who has nullified their defense systems, the capital of the Empire will be mine," growled Vader as he turned to stare at the dripping alien. "You will obey the will of the Sluggorn," replied the tall slug, an appendage with a control device uncurling from his glistening body. Vader snorted derisively, then crushed the life control device with a twist of the Force. The Sluggorn slowly backed away, its maw dripping slime as fear gripped his evil heart. Vader activated his red lightsaber, then slashed forward, severing the alien's bulbous head from its body. A stomach retching smell issued from the Sluggorn's bleeding body, making several bridge officers choke in disgust. Vader motioned for two soldiers to drag the dead slug's corpse away, then deactivated his weapon. "Captain, set course for Coruscant, then jump to Hyperspace when the fleet is ready," ordered Vader before he turned to gaze out at the stars once more. In the eternal silence of space, the bulk of the Sluggorn fleet shot forward towards the Core, leaving only the Sluggorn battle spheres and a few escort vessels behind. "Your majesty, the Sluggorn invasion fleet has split in two," reported a female tactical officer with suppressed excitement. Emperor Emhyr broke his gaze from the holo-tank display, fastening his eyes on the young woman next to him. "Continue," nodded Emhyr. "Most of the Imperial design ships are advancing deep into the Inner Rim, heading for the Core. The four Sluggorn battle spheres and a flotilla of escort craft are remaining within the Inner Rim, seizing planets and processing slaves," said the officer. "Alert Coruscant about the approaching fleet, try to get some ships there to augment the defenses in place. We will go after the Sluggorn. If we cut off the head, the body should die quickly," replied Emhyr thoughtfully. Mara Jade sat in one of the Imperial Palace's meeting rooms, watching the stars of the night-time sky while nursing a tall glass of wine. She slid her right hand over her large belly, comforting the growing daughter within her. One of the chamber's double doors opened, admitting the pirate Luki. The thin, blonde man walked up to Mara, then stood behind her chair, following her upward gaze. "So you decided to stay and rule the Empire, eh?" said Luki casually. "It seemed to be the right thing to do. I can do a lot to temper Emhyr's excesses, more than if I was a rebel blowing up supply dumps and raiding transport convoys," replied Mara. "I'll miss you," admitted Luki while he reached down to caress Mara's red hair. "I'll miss you, too," said Mara with a fragile smile. "Well, bye," sighed Luki before he turned to leave Mara alone with her thoughts. The double doors yawned wide open, revealing a grinning Padija as well as two strong guards with blaster rifles in hand. "Hello, my queen. Forgive the intrusion," smiled Padija wickedly just before the two guards lowered their guns and fired two short bursts. Mara leapt to her feet as the blaster bolts smashed into Luki, punching several fatal holes into his torso and sending him crashing into the tall glass window, which cracked with a web of glittering fractures. "There, now we can talk in private," giggled Padija, her slim legs laid bare by her dress as she walked up to the shocked young queen. "Ooh, you're positively bulging!" gasped the purple-haired girl playfully, reaching out with her right hand to fondle Mara's round belly. Mara snarled with anger, backing up against her chair and igniting her lightsaber. Padija smiled confidently up at Mara's furious face, her body relaxed while the Jedi woman raised her weapon to strike. "Kill me and my boyfriends will open fire," warned Padija softly. "You might be able to protect yourself long enough to kill them, but what about your precious baby?" Mara glared at the smug android girl, then shut down her saber. Padija smirked triumphantly at her captive, then motioned her guards to escort Mara out of the room. A Star Destroyer exploded brilliantly, vestiges of lightning playing amongst its blackened hull. The four Sluggorn battle spheres floated close together, their escorts destroyed, twisting dead in space. The Imperial Fleet surrounded the alien warships, pouring fire into the seemingly invincible Sluggorn shields. Interdictor-class ships kept the spheres from escaping into Hyperspace while squadrons of TIE fighters made run after run against the shining vessels. Sluggorn sphere fighters vainly attempted to screen the warships from the fighters, but the enemy was just too numerous for them. Soon, only the alien capital ships survived, then one sphere's shields failed, allowing dozens of laser blasts and a stream of proton torpedoes to come in and blast gaping holes within its smooth hull. The warship shuddered, then deflated like a punctured balloon, its structure collapsing upon itself until its power core overloaded and ignited. The remaining spheres redoubled their lightning strikes, eliminating three more Star Destroyers as well as one Interdictor. The battle spheres rushed towards the breech in the blockade, their engines building up power for the jump to Lightspeed. "Your majesty! They'll make the opening unless we stop them!" shouted the female tactical officer. "Move the New Order in front of them! Concentrate all batteries forward!" commanded Emhyr. The Super Star Destroyer sailed in front of the defense hole, unleashing all of its turbo- laser batteries into one massive strike. One battle sphere blew up almost immediately, then the second took a crippling beating before supporting fire from the other Imperial ships ripped it apart. The last Sluggorn ship fired its lightning cannons, ravaging the New Order's shields, then punching several deep holes into the Star Destroyer's deep blue skin. The sphere continued on an intercept course with the New Order, heading directly for its sharp, arrow-shaped bow. "It's going to ram us!" exclaimed a tech fearfully. "Maintain fire!" ordered Emhyr, his eyes smoldering with determination as he watched the battle sphere wither under the New Order's vicious assault. The Sluggorn ship crashed into the Super Star Destroyer's nose just as it exploded from the laser barrage. Searing, hungry plasma burst from the alien ship's torn hull, washing over the New Order, burning deep into the command vessel's heart. The war room's screens went dead, filled with hissing static as the bridge tower was ripped away by the force of the explosion. Emperor Emhyr smiled wanly, a growing rumble of thunder approaching the chamber as the plasma wave rushed towards him. "Good luck, Mara. I have faith in you, my wife," murmured Emhyr before flesh-melting oblivion took him. The Executor II hung above Coruscant, its shadow covering the Imperial City as stormtroopers secured the planet for their Dark Lord. Darth Vader marched into the Imperial Palace, walking arrogantly down the familiar hallway until he emerged into the Throne Room. Padija waited for her master by the throne, standing over Mara Jade who knelt submissively on the richly carpeted floor, her arms bound behind her back. Vader growled with pleasure, then walked up the red carpeted strip that led to the throne's dais. He ascended to the summit where the throne and Mara lay, then he walked past the defeated queen, turning around to slowly sit upon the high- backed throne chair. Padija and her two guards knelt before Vader, keeping their faces respectfully down-turned. "So, you are Mara Jade, the Emperor's Hand? The Force is with you," observed Vader. "What will you do now?" asked Mara through tightly held lips. "Kill you and your child, then rule the Empire in your stead. I will use Sluggorn technology to enslave the galaxy, then I will be as a god. My re-built fleets will expand beyond the Outer Rim, until all of creation kneels before me," declared Vader proudly, his respirator growling with evil joy. "Then get on with it," sighed Mara, her head slumped in despair. Vader motioned to one of the guards, who grinned maliciously as he leveled his rifle at Mara's lovely head. The man was interrupted by a bolt of purple lightning that burst a gaping hole within his flat chest. The guard gurgled on his own blood, falling limply to the floor just as his companion was also slain by a Force bolt. Padija withdrew a small blaster from her garter belt, aiming it wildly until Lara appeared in the middle of the Throne Room, her small hands crackling with dark power. "My gauntlets!" roared Vader as he shot up to his feet. "They fit me really well," smiled Lara before she released another Force bolt at Padija. The android jumped down to the chamber's floor, then ran forward, firing her gun at the petite blonde girl. Mara used the Force to open her bonds, then snatched her lightsaber from her belt. Igniting her blue blade with a snap-hiss, Mara slashed down at Darth Vader. Vader dodged backwards, only his cloak was sliced by the humming beam of light. Darth activated his own saber, then counter-attacked the beautiful Queen. Lara fired bolt after bolt at the evading sex android, her black gloves burning her hands as the power of the Dark Side channeled through her flesh. Padija ducked and dove around the bolts with inhuman speed and grace, snapping blaster shots at Lara who used the Gauntlets to deflect them. Padija reached the place where Lara stood, then grabbed both of the young girl's arms. Lara summoned the power of the gloves, calling forth a massive discharge of violet lightning. A ear-tearing crack of thunder shook the Throne Room as lightning played over both girls, making their entwined bodies smoke until they fell to the floor wrapped in death's embrace. The pregnant Mara Jade struggled to protect herself from Vader's overpowering lunges and stabs. Her heavy body barely dodged the Dark Lord's slashes, while her own strikes were easily avoided and blocked. Mara also had to maintain a Force shield around herself, countering Vader as he attempted to cloud her brain and choke her into submission. The two Jedi fought for an eternity, neither one inflicting a mortal wound. Then, as Mara felt the last of her strength bleed away, her baby awoke, adding her young power to Mara's collapsing defenses. The Jedi woman smiled grimly, then launched a vicious strike, surprising Darth who had thought victory was finally his. Mara slashed the Dark Lord's lightsaber from his hand, then cut a fatal slash across Vader's chest, destroying his life support gear. Darth Vader wheezed for air, his useless lungs and organs helpless to keep him alive. Vader dropped to his knees, his hands clawing out desperately before him. Mara raised her lightsaber slowly, then swung her blade in an arc, slicing off Vader's helmeted, masked head from his massive shoulders. The head bounced down the steps of the throne's dais, then plopped on the floor, stopping to gaze up at Mara with black, cold eye ports. Coruscant's defense grid sprang to life, catching the Sluggorn Star Destroyer fleet completely unprepared. Hundreds of space platforms and ground-based turbo-laser cannons opened up on the orbiting Sluggorn ships, destroying scores of vessels before they could organize and respond. Mara Jade stood upon the highest tower of the Imperial Palace, stretching her powers to the limit and beyond as she paralyzed the Sluggorn occupation troops, allowing planetary militia units to slaughter the invaders with minimal losses. Night fell across Imperial City, fires raging out of control from the desperate fighting to free Coruscant. Mara fell to the hard floor of the tower's summit, her stomach throbbing with pain. Loyal Imperial guards carried Mara carefully to the Emperor's bedchamber, where Emhyr had made love to her and conceived an heir. Mara screamed in agony, vaginal fluids gushing from her crotch to stain the silky sheets. An Imperial physician hung over Mara's outspread legs, urging her to push again and again until her baby's head emerged from her widening slit. Mara groaned with effort, her stamina draining away as her daughter slid out of her body. The baby girl screamed after taking her first breath, her young cries echoing in the large bedchamber. Mara felt a great weight leave her body, her breath becoming shallow while her vision began to fade to darkness. The Imperial physician quickly gave Mara's baby to a waiting nurse, then rushed to keep Mara alive. Mara reached out for her daughter, her thin arms growing weak with approaching death. The young female nurse gently lowered the baby girl into Mara's trembling arms, then pulled the doctor away, allowing the mother a single moment with her child. "I'm sorry I can't stay," whispered Mara as her daughter nuzzled her bare breast, searching for something to suckle, "but I'll always be with you, Mira." Mara Jade kissed her daughter tenderly on the head, then fell back onto the pillows, her arms sliding away from the now moaning baby. The nurse caught Mira before she fell, then held the child close to her breasts as Mara gasped once and died. Mira began crying immediately, bright baby tears sliding down her cheeks. The nurse tried to soothe Mira by cooing gently, carrying her out of the dark bedroom as the doctor sadly draped a sheet over Mara's dead body. The End.