the pleasure...

With a sight you get up. How did you get so far away from bed?

“Stay were you are.” order the droid.

You walk up to the Holocamera you had set-up earlier. You sit behind your desk and play the holo-video.

Okay, you, preforming a strip-tease is

[A1]quite erotic

[A2]so-so

[A3]quite awkward

[A4]write in.

if you say so yourself.

You getting on your knees and blowing the droid, while fantasizing about being a Queen, oh yeah-wearing collar might be pleasant from time to time, but you are definitely putting one on Amidala. Having her on the leash while her tongue explores your pussy – yhmm-hmm. You lick your lips.

Oh, there are B1's unsuccessful attempts of holding you – that looks awkward.

You put on a collar and give it a leash – that looks quite good actually. You're cumming but B1 doesn't slow it's tempo. You're cumming again arching you back – it pulls the leash, and again and again... You look quite...happy

[B1]with your body flushed and face more or less neutral, only your moans and breathing betray your excitement. Your juices slowly flow down your thighs.

[B2]with your body flushed, face twisted in ecstasy and empty eyes. Your loud moans and heavy breathing clearly show just how excited you are. Your juices flow down your thighs and boots, small trail of saliva flows down your mouth.

[B3]with your body flushed, face twisted in ecstasy and your eyes rolled to the back of your head. Your mouth is wide open with your tongue hanging and you salivating all over your breasts. Your juices flow down your thighs like a waterfall, covering your boots and the sheets you are kneeling on. Your moans are a constant noise that you are making, resounding all over the room.

[B4]write in

Oh these is the moment when it gets irritated. It pushes your back and pulls the leash at the same time and – wow, your body can arch that way? How is it that your spine didn't break? No wonder you weren't able to reach for blaster. But the look on your face you can't say whether it's twisted with desperation or ecstasy.

Annnnd your out cold.

But the B1 continues its movements while your body hangs limp. Your face starts to change colour...

“Ma'am?” It asks, then after a pause he adds “Seems she passed out. Stoping movements.” and it indeed stopped moving – but it still held the leash, effectively strangling you.

“Ma'am?” it asked and backed few steps. You stayed impaled on your own strap-on that it was wearing, as it dragged your limp body.

For the ****! Is your face turning purple? And did your body just started twitching?!

Finally it looked at the leash it was holding.

“Ohhh!” It said in a tone as if it reached the higher level of understanding – and let go of the leash.

Your body fell forward... and your head hit the desk the B1 walked up to. Your body hanged... most undignifiedly on the strap-on before it slided down and with loud thud hit the floor.

You hide your face in your hands – from now on you will only use for sex, the droids that were designed for it!

You look at the machine that almost killed you. Your eye inevitably land on the strap-on that gave you so much pleasure.

Well... maybe you will start following that rule from tomorrow. You still have some time to kill.

Licking your lips you walk to the bed and sit with your legs spread.

“Come here.” You order the droid. As it does, you give it new set of instructions.

You impale yourself and give it the leash again – it worked the first time, and this time it will be bending you forward – closer to your blaster.

You lie down on the bed and order it to begin.

You moan as it starts it's merciless work. Soon enough you are breathing heavily as you reach your first orgasm – really the efficiency of this machine is scary. But it lacks the imagination, the invention – it only repeats the process over and over again – it can become quite boring after some time.

Still it would be interesting to try it on someone. Maybe it would work as an interrogation device? You will keep it and try it later.

You lean forward, changing the angle of the dorid's attack and support yourself with your hands. You moan with satisfaction as the angle of it's movement started hitting different spots. You purr with delight as your next climax is slowly building up.

You are about to cum - then the communicator rings.

You curse - you gave your assistant straight instructions!

Turning to communicator might have been mistake (or not). B1 pulled your leash at the same time impaling you deeper than usual – and pushing you over the age. You tremble as you experience the release.

“Stop!” you order the droid.

You drop on the bed as it let's go of your leash and backs up – leaving your trembling body on the bed. You are still in afterglow as you drag yourself to the communicator.

“Yes.” you ask after hitting the switch.

“Ma'am, I'm sorry to wake you up, but you are to move immediately to Theed. The capital was conquered and you are required to move there immediately.” The OOM says.

Two hours later, you landed in the space-port on Theed. You assigned yourself a B1 droid which you fucked. You decided to give it a role of

[C1]pleasure droid

[C2]interrogation droid

[C3]**** droid (he almost got you)

[C4]write in

It will be delivered to you later.

You get on the hover car and (with escorts of Armored **** Tank and two other hover cars filled with droids) start travel to the administration building of the civilian sector you are responsible for.

While on your way to the building something catches your attention.

With your talisman enhancing your senses, you noticed that in one of the alleys that you passed a woman (a good looking one at that – from what you managed to see) was about to be **** by five males.

You decide to

[D1]ignore it, you have your duties to attend to.

[D2]help the woman and punish the rapists.

[D3]join the rapists in their act.

[D4]punish all of them.

[D5]write in

[D6]just watch it for now.

Change of vote

You can change your vote at any time the voting is open. So if someone's 'write in' is a more attractive alternative in comparison to your first choice, you can let me know that you want to change your vote.

What the xxxx!? – the choice you gave almost killed the protagonist!

Of course it did:) My job is to give you a wide variety of choices and then present their consequences. Some of them might help protagonist and some might kill protagonist. Your job is to choose from what I presented... or (with 'write in') present an interesting alternative. Be smart about it and protagonist might conquer the galaxy before clone wars. Make stupid choices and protagonist will not survive to see the battle of Naboo.

Cannon.

In this story you can change the cannon events f.e. kill Palpatine (but that is not easy - damn hard actually) before he becomes emperor – or make the Trade Federation win the invasion of Naboo. You just have to be smart about it. And no – I will not accept sudden decision to kill Palpatine, without a reason (but I will, if you will support your decision with logical reasoning).

Amidala

You pervs - due to interest in Amidala, I'm changing (in this story) her age from canon of 14 years old to 22 years old. For the future accordance with Chyoa rules.