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Eirtaé shivered despite the warm water surrounding her naked body.

"You are going to eat my pussy until I cum in your little bitch mouth." Padmé said maliciously. "And if you stop before I cum...I am going to drown you, you little cunt."

Eirtaé's eyes widened as Padmé intensified her leg-lock around the blonde's neck. Padmé took Eirtaé by the hair and pulled her roughly onto her waiting pussy.

Eirtaé began to eat Padmé with a renewed vigor. She attacked the young queen's clit as she had before, but now with a sense of devotion and urgency she had never before shown. Padmé smiled down and her properly obedient servant.

"That's it you little blonde bitch..." Padmé whispered as Eirtaé slid a finger up inside her and continued to lick and suck her clit. "That's a good little whore...show your devotion to your queen's pussy....show me what a good little cunt licker you are, Eirtaé..."

Eirtaé moaned at Padmé's words, continuing to suck and nibble the queen with all her skills. The truth was, the dominant aristocratic young blonde was fingering herself under the water frantically with her free hand. She had never been talked to like this before by anyone. She had always been dominant in every situation throughout her well-bred life. And now, hearing Padmé call her a whore, she was leaking pussy juice of her own into the water all around her.

"Blonde lesbian whore...eat me out!" Padmé suddenly yelled down to Eirtaé. Sabé and Rabé had both stood back, their hands covering their mouths in shock at the change in Padmé. "Yesssss....yesssssss....nowwwwww." Padmé moaned as she bucked and came into Eirtaé's sucking mouth. It was the most violent orgasm Padmé had ever had. She usually felt powerless in the grip of an orgasm. But now, this time, she rode the orgasm. She controlled it in a way. And Eirtaé dutifully sucked and swallowed every drop of the queen's pussy juice that flooded out.

Padmé sat their twitching and shivering silently for the next minute, then slowly released Eirtaé into the water. The blonde girl pulled back in the tub, until she leaned against the other side of the bath dazedly. Padmé looked hard into Eirtaé's eyes. There was fear there for the first time. But still an air of defiance. An aristocratic sense of superiority that needed to be purged. Padmé realized that if she was truly going to be strong enough to represent her world against the vast and powerful Trade Federation in the next few hours, she first had to win this battle of wills in her own royal court.

"You've..." Eirtaé said quietly. "You've learned your final lesson, your highness. You're ready now."

"What was that?" Padmé asked with a hint of menace.

The fear returned to Eirtaé's eyes. She knew that her last small attempt to regain control of the situation had just failed.

"Sabé, Rabé, get her out of the water and take her to my bedroom."

As the two handmaidens looked fearfully at one another Padmé gave them a sharp look. She had never ordered them around like this before, but it was of course, her sovereign right to do so. The naked brunettes quickly circled the in-ground bath and gently pulled Eirtaé up from the water by her arms. Eirtaé, once the de facto leader of the handmaidens, passively submitted to being led away.

"And Sabé," Padmé called to her doppelganger bodyguard. Padmé held her hands two feet apart from each other and licked her lips sensually: Go and get it from your room.

Sabé caught the silent message and slightly nodded her acceptance. Rabé and Eirtaé did not understand the gesture but continued heading for the bedroom.

Padmé reached down into the water and washed the remains of the white makeup from her face. There was a part of her that was still frightened about the critical negotiations ahead. But her confidence was stronger than ever after her confrontation with her defiant young handmaiden. But something was still lacking in Padmé's psyche. A kind of killer instinct, a strength she had seen in others. She needed to be as decisive and strong as anyone in the galaxy today. And disciplining Eirtaé was the perfect opportunity to bring that part of herself forward.

Padmé stood and dried herself. Then, still as completely naked as her handmaidens, she walked determinedly towards her bedroom.

Opening the door, she found Eirtaé sitting on the bed naked, with Rabé crouching next to her, whispering soothing words to the blonde girl. Rabé had always been kind to Padmé and kind to others. It was her strength and it was what made her so incredibly helpful to the young queen. But not now. This moment was about something else. And as Padmé locked eyes with Eirtaé, she could still sense the smallest hint of defiance in the young blonde girl. Padmé silently vowed that arrogance was something Eirtaé would not leave this room with.

"Don't talk to her Rabé, she's in trouble right now." Padmé said calmly. "She's been arrogant and defiant to her queen and must be punished."

"I-I only..." Eirtaé stammered.

"Silence." Padmé said firmly.