To her chamber

Anakin is pulled by Miraj through the throne room into another corridor. Anakin notices that there are more guards here than in the entrance area, and there are also more slaves to be seen. Miraj stops in front of a large decorated wooden door. She turns to the guards. "You need not stand guard here. I wish us not to be disturbed, understand?" The guards nod and walk away. Then Miraj opens the door and steps inside with Anakin.

The two stand in a large bedroom. To one side of the room is a huge four-poster bed that must sleep 5 people side by side. On the walls are expensive looking pictures and some portraits of the Queen. On the other side is a wooden door and a large wardrobe.

"Come sweetie, sit on the bed and you will get your reward." Miraj turns to a Twi'lek **** girl standing in a corner of the room. "You, go outside. I expect dinner for me and my guest in three hours. Until then, stay away." The Twi'lekt nods "yes mistress" she says and quickly disappears from the room.

Anakin sits down on the bed in the meantime and looks at Miraj. She doesn't want to do what I think she does does she? Immediately his fear is confirmed. Miraj reaches behind her back, does something with her hands and her dress falls to the floor.

Under the dress she wears a beautiful ornate bra and a pair of panties made of almost transparent fabric held together by a golden border. Through the panties Anakin can already make out Miraj's pussy, which doesn't have any real pubic hair, but her normal body hair of a zygarrian makes it look a bit fluffy.

"Wow," is all Anakin gets out. Miraj grins. "Never seen a queen naked before, have you?" she asks, reaching behind her to unhook her bra. Only a former one, Anakin thinks to himself and looks at Miraj's breasts. These are now freed from the bra, which Miraj places on her bedside table.

Miraj's breasts are rather small. They should be a B cup at most, Anakin thinks. Furthermore, Miraj has dark brown nipples, which are already sticking out stiffly. "Do you like what you see?" asks Miraj, coming slowly to Anakin with her hips swaying.

Padme is going to kill me. Anakin, however, looks down at Miraj's body and has to admit to himself that he likes the look of it. Sorry honey...I have to do it for the mission, Anakin lies to himself. Then he gives himself to the queen of the **** empire.

As Miraj stands right in front of him, Anakin reaches forward and places his hand on her breast. It is a strange feeling at first. The tiny hairs that grow on the zygarrian's skin make her breast feel very soft, but different from human women.

"Mmm, you've got a good grip. That's how I like my men. When they think they can still have something to say" Miraj grins at Anakin, but lets him do it for now.

True, she is a **** trader. Certainly she is always the dominant one. Anakin thinks of a plan in a split second. He has to grin and stands up. "This is supposed to be a reward for me, isn't it?"

Miraj looks perplexed for a moment. "Yes of course" she says in surprise. "Then how about I show you how good sex feels for once." Miraj's face contorts. She gets a little angry and says, "do you think you could tell a queen what to do?"

"I think I can show you things you never thought possible. Feelings you've never experienced before" Anakin replies confidently. You wouldn't be the first to want to be dominant in bed and I've tamed, he thinks to himself, thinking back for a second to his first times with Padme.

Miraj raises an eyebrow. "You seem pretty confident. Why should I accept your offer, then?" "Because you know I'm right. Your sex has been mediocre at best. You're looking for a man to make it better, but you haven't found him yet. I'm offering you a solution."

Miraj seems perplexed for a second, as if she doesn't know what to answer. Then, however, her face turns a little red. "W-well. But only because you killed Denturri for me and gave me a pretty **** girl. But don't think I'll let you do that to me more often."

I have her right where I want her, Anakin remarks. The latter then stands up. He is only slightly taller than Miraj. "Take your panties off slowly," he orders. Miraj, who has never listened to anyone's orders before, does so. After the panties are off she puts them on the bedside table with the bra. "What now?" she asks Anakin. "Now you show me if you know how to pleasure a man."