Meanwhile, Padme visits Corellia

Padme watched as gallons of cum ejected from her cock, easily filling the container she had setup on her ship. While she was no longer queen of Naboo, her position allowed her the continued use of a Nubian J-Type transport. A very heavily modified J-type. The throne room was replaced with master bedroom/fuckroom. The royal quarters were now rooms for her maidens. An advanced droid brain allowed the entire ship to be run by a single person, even remotely. Of course there were still the powerful shields, sensors, and emergency repair droids on board. And, without anyone’s knowledge, a quad array high powered laser cannons concealed beneath the sleak hull backed up by a pair of proton torpedo launchers. It was a vessel worthy of a queen.

She came down from her orgasmic high; her cock sputtering out a few last bursts before starting to soften. She withdrew her softening member, letting Leyta her Cathar maiden wipe it clean. “Impressive as always master.”

“Thank you Leyta.” The feline woman helped her hide endowment. She was going to make it disappear soon, but the less time she had to conceal it the better. Hiding may be second nature to the Sith. She thought. But that doesn’t mean I have to hide all the time. “Please, run the sample through the machine.”

“All of it?”

“Just what it is needed.” Padme corrected. “You may use the rest.”

“Thank you Master.” Leyta, a relatively busty member of her species, took great delight in drinking and bathing in her master’s seed. Her loyalty was unquestioned and always rewarded. Padme finished adjusting her robes as her maiden withdrew a sample and ran it through the counter. “It’s 12,000 master.”

Padme grimaced, anger swelling through her and sending her softened cock throbbing. “No!”

Leyta had assumed a submissive posture on the floor. This was unacceptable. Her midi-chlorian count had not improved significantly. She knew Annie’s count was nearly double oh her own, and her mother may be even higher. Padme let out a breath; releasing the anger inside of her. Losing control here would not be wise. Unchecked, her powers could destroy the ship. “Rise Leyta.”

The gold colored Cathar was slow in doing so. Before she could speak a chirp announced their arrival into the Corellia system. Padme smiled, the anger of the previous moment abandoned. “Time to go to work.”

Padme put on her most concerned face, even as internally she was sighing. The Corellian Diktat, leader of one of the most important planets in the Republic, was unnecessarily giving Padme his complete life story and that of his daughter’s. Finally, she had a chance to cut in. “And your daughter? How is she doing?”

“She is recovering.”

“May I see her.”

“You’re not a Jedi are you.”

No you gasbag, I’m a sith. “I’m Chancellor Palpatine’s ambassador. As her representative, I’m here to assess the situation and offer what support I can. The Jedi were fully out of line here and Palpatine is already looking to remedy the situation.”

One of the Diktat’s many chins quivered for a moment. “This way.”

Unlike her father, the daughter was quite beautiful. If Padme didn’t have access to some of the best pussy in the galaxy, she would have gladly taken this woman. 'Ventress has excellent taste I see.' She was young, just into womanhood and breathtaking. She had a curvaceous figure with a modest chest but a large butt. Her face was nearly angelic, especially with how her soft blonde curls framed it. Padme idly wondered how the Dikta produced such an offspring. The pair walked through the Corellia City’s crystal garden.

“May I confide in you Ambassador?”

“You need not be so formal. You can call me Padme. Anything you tell me will be in the strictest confidence.

“Am..Padme.” She corrected herself. “I am with child.”

The ambassador came to a screeching halt. Sithspawn!

Padme slapped the door controls shut, anger held in check finally bubbling over. That two bit Sith thinks she can fuck anyone she wants, and get them pregnant?! Padme wanted tear that Nightsister’s dick off right now, such was her anger. No….no...I can use this. A vague plan started to form in her head.

“Master.” It was Letya. Padme wondered sometimes if the Cathar was **** sensitive with the way she was able to read emotions and people. Maybe it was just something she was talented with. “You seem upset.”

“I am.”

“Let me relax you. Please release for me.” Padme couldn’t say no as Leyta approached her on all fours. The way she looked was so, **** and submissive. Padme breathed in deeply and released her hold on herself. Her outfit groaned as her breasts sprang back to their original size and her cock sprang back into existence. Kneeling before her master, Leyta pulled at the hem of Padme’s outfit, freeing her flaccid member. Her long tongue lashed out at the cock before her. Quickly it engorged in size until it a full 2 feet of erect cock was staring down her companion. Padme’s true size was larger. Much larger. However she didn’t want to damage her favorite pet. It was this length, coupled with two balls as big as rakmelons. Her companion wasted no time in assaulting her cock.

Letya was noisily slurping at her member, bringing it up to it’s full length. Amazingly, she was able to fit the plum sized head in her mouth as she worked. The petite vixen pressed forward and wrapped her massive mammaries around Padme’s rod. Letya started to press them in and out, up and down her tool. A simultaneous titfuck and blow job was always something special and the Cathar only brought out this trick when it was absolutely necessary. Just another reason why she was the ambassador’s favorite. Padme let out a soft grunt as Letya kept it up.

“Letya, I'm gonna cum!” She looked up at her, mouth still wrapped around her towering member and nodded. It was obvious what she was saying. Give it to me! Cum for me!

Padme went off like a cannon. her cock abruptly straightened then unleashed a torrent of spunk. Letya caught the first blast in her mouth; her cheeks bulged out like a chipmunk as she tried to keep up. Yet, Padme, as usual, was putting out too much even though she had filled a container of cum not even 6 hours previous. Letya pushed off as several more shots rang out. Some nearly hitting the ceiling before splashing back down on the feline.

When Padme was spent Letya took a few minutes to collect her offerings. She scooped up all the seed and swallowed it down, awaiting the praise she knew was going to follow. “Are you done?”

“Go the chamber and wait for me. I will plot our course home.” Padme responded, already her member was swelling back to full mast. “The night's still young.”

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