Chapter 70: Surprise

A/N: Padme's surprise~

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Technically, Padme was never supposed to become this. Despite her pedigree, despite her training, and despite her experience… Empress of the Galaxy was not what her Master intended for her. Maybe in his wildest contingencies, where he was forced into hiding or killed and moved to one of his clone bodies, he might have had her take over in his stead.

But even then he would have still ruled from the shadows, acting as the power behind the throne just as he'd done when she was Queen of Naboo all those years ago. Every decision she'd made, everything she'd done back then had been at his behest. Even returning to Naboo in direct defiance of his 'official' advice had been a calculated move on his part.

Of course, losing Darth Maul to a Padawan Learner and the Trade Federation Control Ship to a nine year old Force Sensitive had not been part of her Master's plans. Not even a little bit. But then, when it came to Anakin Skywalker, most others' plans did not survive contact with the enemy.

Sidious had adapted to that turn in circumstances quite swiftly, changing things and moving forward all the same. It wasn't really a setback anyways… after all, the Trade Federation's failure only pushed them further into the Banite Order's clutches, while Padme's heroic stand against their excesses had made it all too easy to see her installed as Naboo's Senator once her time as Queen was over.

But to go from Queen to Senator to Empress… for all her training and all her intelligence, Padme had never been prepared for such a thing. She'd likely be drowning at this point… if it wasn't for her husband.

Vader was what was bolstering her. He wasn't quite ruling from the shadows as Sidious would have done, but he WAS the power behind her throne. Without his support, without his strength, Padme has no doubt she would have been torn apart by half a dozen factions for this absurd power play of hers.

As is, it was only thanks to Vader that the Jedi hadn't raised a fuss. It was also thanks to him that individuals like Tarkin had ultimately fallen in line. If not for his actions, Grievous would likely never have turned his gaze towards the Hutts. And it was thanks to his support that she remained Empress of the Galaxy even now.

So of course she wished to reward him. But what do you get a man who already has access to anything and everything he could possibly desire? Simple… more of what he already had.

As the door slides open and her husband finally arrives, Padme smiles wickedly upon his pause in the doorway. Burning orange eyes, the hallmark of a powerful Sith Lord, take in the tableau awaiting him within the room.

Padme sits on the couch, arranged in a specific manner, wearing little more than a black choker, a black leather corset, black leather gloves, and thigh-high black leather boots. Her legs are crossed, hiding her otherwise bare pussy lips. Meanwhile, her gloved hands hold two leashes attached to two very naked alien women kneeling at her feet.

Bared save for the collars around their necks are Riyo Chuchi, Senator from Pantora… and Ahsoka Tano, otherwise known as Darth Varice, her husband's first Sith Apprentice. Their colors contrast nicely with one another, Padme has decided. Beautiful blue skin stands out well against the gorgeous orange and they both look absolutely ravishing in her not-so-humble opinion.

Vader takes all of this in for a mere moment before stepping further into the room, letting the door slide closed behind him. As he approaches, he seems to have eyes only for her, drinking in her appearance above all others despite the full nudity of her two pets.

"It would seem you've prepared quite the surprise for me, beloved."

Padme smiles, tilting her head up and thrusting out her chin.

"Only the best for you, husband. Riyo has been so eager to finally submit to you properly. All your power, all your might… she finds it absolutely intoxicating. And Varice here… mm, she spent herself a bit when it came to those pets of hers. She longed for a respite, a moment where she could simply… be our plaything."

Indeed, for all that Ahsoka had worked hard to dominate and bring Luminara Unduli and Barriss Offee to Vader for the taking… deep down inside, the Togruta was a submissive at heart. Padme had known as much the very first time they'd had sex, after Vader had come to her and confessed his infidelity.

To be fair… Padme was a submissive at heart as well, so she understood Ahsoka, or rather Varice, quite well in that regard. A woman who could dominate other women in pursuit of her male lover's happiness? That was a woman after Padme's own heart.

Case in point, Vader arrives before her and looms for a moment before leaning down and grabbing her chin with his flesh and blood hand so he can capture her lips in his own. Padme moans, immediately melting as he dominates her mouth, tongue pushing and wrestling her own tongue into submission in mere seconds.

They kiss as Riyo and Ahsoka both watch on… until finally, Vader pulls back, giving Padme a chance to breathe, sucking in lungfuls of air. Lungfuls she immediately uses to give her pets an order.

"Help my husband out of his clothes."

Her 'dominatrix' voice really isn't too far off from her 'Empress' voice. Fake it until you make it and all that. The two alien women kneeling at her feet jolt up off of the ground instantly, coming alive and moving to do as they're told. Padme keeps a firm hold on their leashes even as Vader remains where he is, allowing them to pull off his robes and other garments.

All the while, he keeps that burning gaze of his on Padme. It's enough to make her feel like she's ablaze herself, the attention he's focusing on her. She'd planned for him to have his way with Riyo and Ahsoka, but it almost looks like he's not even going to bother with them… like he's going to ravage her at any moment and she's going to enjoy every last second of it.

Padme waits with bated breath for that to happen as the last of Vader's clothes are pulled off of him and his rock hard throbbing erection is released from its confines. As it springs forth pointing unerringly at her, Padme's breath hitches and she looks between it and him expectantly… but Vader makes no move to take what is his.

For a moment, Padme almost wants to just skip ahead herself, to beg him to fuck her while their pets watch them go at it. But… no, she'd promised Riyo. The Pantoran had been such a good girl and she had earned this. Giving the blue-skinned alien woman's leash a hard tug, Padme brings Riyo over and around.

"Riyo. Present yourself to my husband."

With a squeak and a blush, Riyo is physically brought face to face with Padme… and in turn, positions herself over her seated mistress, hands on the back of the couch behind Padme's head and cute blue breasts right in Padme's face.

To her credit, the Pantoran eagerly pushes her ass out, arching her spine in what Padme hopes is quite the aesthetically pleasing manner as she offers herself to Vader in full. They'd practiced the pose she's now adopting quite a bit, after all.

Her husband certainly seems to enjoy it as he grabs hold of Riyo by her wide blue hips and slides into her from behind. Padme watches the other woman's face contort in pleasure, her lips forming a cute 'o' and her eyes threatening to roll back in her head as she moans. Then… Vader truly begins to fuck her.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

The sound of flesh slapping against flesh rapidly fills the air, noises of his massive cock squelching in and out of Riyo's clenching sopping pussy underlining them. He fucks Riyo hard and fast, but of course Riyo is more than happy to take his dick, having been primed for this for months now.

Padme smiles as she watches her pet's face collapse into brainless ecstasy. Then, she leans forward and captures Riyo's nipples in her mouth one after another, proceeding to add to the overwhelming pleasure that the alien woman is experiencing.

Her and her husband make for quite the pair when it comes to breaking Senators sexually. Mon Mothma had been the first to experience their 'tag teaming' and now Riyo was getting a similar treatment. Of course, Riyo was tamed quite some time ago and had been ready for this moment for a long, long while.

Padme loses track of just how many times Vader makes the Pantoran cum on his cock. Riyo's eyes fully roll back in her skull and her tongue lolls out of her mouth, dripping drool onto her swinging breasts that Padme is sucking and nibbling at. It seems like it might go on forever, or at least long enough to permanently break poor Riyo's brain.

But… no. Quite suddenly, Vader pulls out of an almost catatonic Riyo and pushes her face down onto the couch next to Padme. Then, he reaches out and grabs Varice by one of her montrals, dragging the naked Togruta down to his cock and pushing it into her mouth and down her throat.

A moment later and Padme can visibly see Varice gulping down Vader's seed, swallowing every last drop of his cum as he unloads into her gullet. Her bulging throat proves no obstacle to this, her tongue swirling this way and that along the underside of his shaft as she stares up at him devotedly.

Darker orange lips are firmly wrapped around the base of her husband's cock even after Vader finishes cumming. Varice's hand comes up and fondles his balls, caressing and groping them as she continues to massage him with her throat, sucking diligently and suppressing her gag reflex in its entirety.

Padme watches this all happen with hooded eyes. She can tell that communication is passing between the two, likely by way of the Force. Master and Apprentice are of one mind right now… but what is that one mind, exactly?

She doesn't have to wait long to find out. Vader pulls Varice back off of his cock, still fully erect… and Varice happily goes, slurping all the while until she can slump back onto the couch on the other side of Padme, panting heavily and catching her breath.

Padme, meanwhile, finds herself once again the sole focus of her husband's attention. And this time Vader isn't waiting. He moves forward and grabs ahold of her knees, spreading her legs apart. Then, he pushes them up against her petite, slender form for good measure, folding Padme's body and exposing her drooling pussy lips.

She's completely and utterly exposed and helpless like this. If the Galaxy could see their Empress now, they would likely lose all respect for her. But Padme doesn't care… because her husband is going to take her. He's going to claim her. And she's going to enjoy every last second of it.

As Vader sinks into her waiting quim, he slides a hand down and around to the back of her head, carding his fingers through her hair. Then, he leans forward to kiss her between her lifted legs, tongue back in her mouth and dominating her tongue while his entire cock length is buried in her clenching, gushing pussy.

Padme moans, eyes fluttering as she surrenders completely to her husband and the pleasure being visited upon her. But just when she's erroneously thinking that things can't possibly get better than this… he breaks away from their kiss and presses his forehead against hers.

"… It's well past time that the Empress have an heir, I should think."

Padme's eyes widen, even as Vader presses his hand against her bared abdomen, right above her womb. Her back instinctively arches to push herself into his touch, a crude and wanton desire suddenly crashing over her.

"Yesss… please, please fill me with your seed. Breed me, my love. Let me bear your children."

Her husband grins down at her, even as Varice watches from the side, happiness and excitement filling the alien woman's gaze. As he fucks her, as he takes Padme deeply with every thrust, her own excitement and anticipation builds and builds until it crashes into the first of many orgasms.

PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!

Even as she cums for him, Vader keeps plowing into her. His cock slides deep, striking against the entrance of her womb time and time again. Padme cries out in ecstasy beneath him, pushing back as best she can even folded up as she is.

The idea of being pregnant with her husband's child… is everything she could hope for. Better still that it's happening without either of them under the yoke of her previous Master. Because Padme wasn't a fool… she could read between the lines. If Sidious had gotten his way, he likely would have bred her and her husband together, hoping that the Chosen One might produce potentially more powerful Force Sensitive offspring.

But Sidious hadn't gotten his way. He would never get his way. And as Vader brings her to climax after climax, Padme completely and utterly lets go, secure and safe in the knowledge that she's in good hands.

This was her and her husband's galaxy now… everyone else was just living in it. Fortunately for all of them… she intended to be a fair and just ruler wherever possible.

Though, as Vader fills Padme with his seed, as he impregnates her right there on the couch… she has to admit to herself that their children will come first above all others. She'll move Heaven and Earth for them… and the galaxy better be prepared to love them just as much as she will.

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[X] Focus on restructuring the Order next - 85%

[ ] Focus on uncovering the mystery of why the galaxy is the way it is next - 15%

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