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The latest captive was already bound to the table as Darth Seditious stepped into the chamber, the backlight from the hallway outlining her hourglass figure before the door slammed closed behind her. The young padawan seemed so meek and helpless strapped down as she was and the edge of Seditious's mouth twitched for a moment at the thought of the young girl's eventual fate.


Some of her rivals would start with lightning blasts, designed to intimidate and remind the prisoner of the power of the Dark Side, but Seditious knew that a more subtle approach was usually far more effective. She simply waited.

For several minutes the young girl on the table was left wondering what would happen to her next, the fear and darkness within her own mind festering and boiling as she was brought down by her own fears. In all that time Seditious barely moved a muscle, keeping her breath still and quiet in the dark chamber until the prisoner almost forgot she was there.

Finally, when she judged the moment to be right Seditious took a step forwards and ran her finger's up the young girl's leg, sliding her hand around the curve of the thigh as she reached ever higher.

"I'm sure your Jedi Masters have told you of the horrors of the Dark Side," she murmured, her voice quiet and barely audible, but sounding almost deafening after the silence which had hung over the chamber for so long. "I'm also sure they haven't told you of its pleasures."

Her fingers had just reached the poor child's crotch as Seditious sent a whisper of her power out through them, the Force Lightning nothing more than a spark against her skin. The power of the jolt wasn't important though, as the precise delivery across the girl's clit sent a rush up through the captive's body which none of her training could have prepared her for.

Leaning in closer, her lekku twitching with anticipation Seditious brought her face down beside the padawan's, licking her lips with obvious pleasure. "I'm here to correct the gaps in your training," she told the quivering girl, stroking her sparkling fingers up and over her captive's cunt, letting the power eek out of the tips a miniscule drop at a time.

"I'm here to teach you the truth about the Darkness, that the Dark Side isn't about fear, or hate." Her fingers were beginning to glisten with the young Jedi's growing arousal as Seditious tilted her wrist, catching the girl's lips between them and allowing her power to flow over them, causing the sensitive folds of flesh to quiver in response.

"The Dark Side is about love," Seditious whispered in the girl's ear, almost breathlessly, and plunged her fingers up into the Jedi's virgin cunt. Smiling as the girl cried out in passion Seditious knew this one wouldn't take long, the virgins never did.

The Jedi were always so concerned with purity and obedience, if only they took the time to fuck their young apprentices her job would be made so much more difficult.

Grinding her hand hard against the padawan's crotch, using the ball of her hand to pleasure her clit as her fingers worked a complicated pattern over her folds, Seditious slowly thrust her fingertips deeper up into the girl. The juices flowing out of her captive were a good sign, but the girl's bucking hips were a better one.

With her free hand Seditious reached out and pulled the girl's face around, looking deeply into her eyes for a moment as the twi'leki waited for her prisoner's attention to focus only on her. Only when she was sure the moment was right did she speak, just one word, the only word that would be needed to break this fragile young thing.

"Submit."
 
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Alexra Qel-Droma's eyes slowly began to flitter open. Her mind swam, lacking its usual focus as she tried to determine where she was... a building? A starship? All she could be certain of was 'indoors'. She tried to reach for her throbbing forehead, but her wrist was bound. All of her limbs, in fact, had been restrained.

Worse yet, she was nude; her tall, lithe figure well muscled from a lifetime of arduous physical training had been rendered helpless and exposed. Not an ounce of spare fat to be found on the girl who spent every waking moment training. At least she was alone, she thought. But that quickly changed.

The door to the dark chamber opened slowly with a foreboding *swoosh*. A figure loomed in the doorway, broad feminine curves and the twin lekku of a twi'lek.

"Who are you?" Alexra called towards the shapely shadow. "I demand you release me immediately."

Her tone was stern and commanding despite her obvious youth. As the daughter of a senator and general it was one she had heard often in her brief life.

The figure said nothing, only stepping closer and flooding the room in an aura of Dark energy. Alexra closed her eyes. She had been trained for this. She steeled her will and lifted layer after layer of mental barriers. She knew pain was the weapon of the Sith and prepared herself. Some believe the Jedi are trained to ignore pain... to not feel it at all. Rather the technique she had been trained in didn't avoid pain, but instead redirected it. In her case, shutting down the pain receptors in her brain and refocusing those inputs to her pleasure center.

No one ever died from too much pleasure, right?

She felt the Sith's will strike her, drawing fears from her past as she nicked and prodded at her mental defenses for minutes. Tiny cracks, but Alexra expected the woman to strike her more with blunt force than mental finesse.

Then the Sith stepped closer and the young padawan felt her muscular thigh clench beneath her teasing touch.

"I'm sure your Jedi Masters have told you of the horrors of the Dark Side. I'm also sure they haven't told you of its pleasures."

"They told me enough. They told me ~~~~ AHhuuuuuAh!"

The girl's hips jerked from the first jolt of lightning to her vagina -- a double dose of forbidden pleasure thanks to her pain-managing technique! Her mouth hung agape, and eyes open. The dark room sparked to life in tiny bursts as the twi'lek rained jolts of pleasure against her sex, forcing her young body to squirm beneath her electric touch.

The woman preached the merits of the Dark Side and touched her... more intimately... than anyone had ever before. Despite her training and years practicing control, the padawan's cheeks flushed crimson at the wet sounds her fingers drew from her sex.

"The Dark Side is about love."

Alexra's hips rose against the intruding fingers. Her long, honey blonde hair grew dark and matted against her brow and nipples hardened like bullets above the barely noticeable mounds of her small breasts. She lost focus on what the Sith was saying and tried desperately to force herself into a coma-like Force Trance to end her humiliation, but the distraction of her mind's pleasure center being lit aflame was more than enough to prevent her from accomplishing that.

"Stop!" she cried out, but it only seemed to drive the grinning twi'lek harder. Her hips bucked... she told herself she was struggling against her bonds, but knew her hips were seeking, not avoiding, the woman's touch. Then it hit her -- an explosion of raw pleasure that caused her body to quake and voice to moan. Was it an orgasm? She thought it might be, but knew it had to be Sith trickery. Nothing natural could possibly feel this good!

She relaxed in a slump, felt fingers comb through her sweaty blonde hair and turn her head aside. Her eyes opened to the Sith grinning in victory.

"Submit."

Alexra closed her eyes and looked away. "My master is coming," she said defiantly. "He's the greatest swordsman in the Republic. Release me now and he'll let you live."
 
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Lifting her hand away from the young woman's crotch Seditious smiled as she licked the padawan's juices from her fingers. Little did the prisoner realise but her will was already broken, now it was just a matter of letting her find her own way into the Darkness, carrying the Sith Mistress along with her.

"Was he the one you were thinking of just now, when you let your body succumb to my touch?" The Dark Sider asked, her tone pleasant and casual as she slowly paced her way around the room, leaving Alexra's body to recover from its ordeal at her hands, if only for a few moments. "Or perhaps it was someone else that your mind reached out for?"

It was a slow game she was playing, one of temptation and desire more than fear and distrust, but every prisoner Seditious had ever handled had always become a willing, dutiful partner to her cause, eventually.

Many had also become her partners in a far more intimate sense as well, which she saw as all the more proof that her method of breaking a Jedi's will was the superior to her rivals, who always seemed to hold more fear for the creatures their dark acts spawned than would seem appropriate for someone who was supposedly a Master of the Dark.

"I have shown you the Path, Jedi," she sneered, the word an insult rather than a mark of respect, "And I only offer to aid you in understanding the truth. If you so choose then I will gladly free you, but only so long as you promise that you'll leave with no hatred in your heart for me, your simple guide."

As she spoke Seditious pulled a small remote device from inside her robes, a simple affair with three buttons one of which lay beneath her finger ready to be pushed at the Jedi's request.
 
Alexra allowed her body to relax once the quaking ceased. Eyes closed and renewing her mental barriers, what little good they had been so far.

She looked at the twi'lek as she licked her fingers clean. Gross, she thought. Why would anyone want to do such a thing?

"Was he the one you were thinking of just now, when you let your body succumb to my touch? Or perhaps it was someone else that your mind reached out for?"

"I was thinking of no one," the padawan spat back. "That was... involuntary, and you know it. Sith trickery, and nothing more."

"I have shown you the Path, Jedi. And I only offer to aid you in understanding the truth. If you so choose then I will gladly free you, but only so long as you promise that you'll leave with no hatred in your heart for me, your simple guide."

"A jedi has no fear of the truth," the proud padawan sneered back, completely unaware of how her pride blinded her. "Nor do we harbor hatred or vengeance. So, yes, release me. Tell me your lies and then I will be on my way."
 
"A jedi has no fear of the truth, nor do we harbor hatred or vengeance. So, yes, release me. Tell me your lies and then I will be on my way."
Seditious chuckled to herself at the young woman's naivete as she pressed the button which released the shackles pinning her to the table. "So young, so immature," she muttered half to herself, "Someday soon you will learn that almost everything you have been taught by the Jedi is a lie, and that fear and doubt are their only allies."

As she spoke the red-skinned Twi'lek stepped up towards where Alexra lay on the table and slowly, gently reached out her hand. "All I offer is the truth of who you really are, and my assistance to reach beyond to what you may become."

At first it seemed as though the Sith was reaching for Alexra's nipple, which stood out firmly from her chest in the chill air of the holding cell, but at the last moment she instead reached up and gently stroked her fingers over the side of the padawan's face, carefully tracing her fingertips along the woman's jawline before straightening a stray lock of hair behind her ear.

"Aren't you even a little curious to learn that which your Master hides from you?" Seditious asked, her voice filled with temptation as she moved her free hand down between her legs, playing it over the piercings which glittered along the line of her pussy lips as if to draw her former captive's attention to the full-bodied and perfectly formed folds..
 

"All I offer is the truth of who you really are, and my assistance to reach beyond to what you may become."

"All you offer, but certainly not all you want," the padawan replied to the woman hovering over her. "Sith are anything but altruistic."

"Aren't you even a little curious to learn that which your Master hides from you?"

"Only thing I'm curious about is where my robes are." Alexra narrowed her eyes, then sat up on the interrogation table. She rubbed life back into her previously bound wrists and slipped down to the cold, hard floor. She ignored the dimly gold light that glinted from the Sith's privates and instead glanced about the room. She pushed out with her senses, muted as they may be from the Sith's presence and tried to ascertain her location and the sentients who may be beyond the room.

"And your name." Alexra turned back to face her captor with hands wresting on her nude hips. "Darth Orgasma, is it?" she mocked the Dark Order's penchant for silly aliases.
 
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Seditious smirked at the young girl's attempt at wit, amused by the half-hearted gesture of defiance. "I'm known as Darth Seditious, since my way is to point out the inadequacies of our ways and try to find a new path of mutual understanding."

The Sith sighed heavily as she moved across the room towards a storage locker set into the wall. "I'm afraid your captors destroyed your robes before I took you into my care, for now I have only this to offer you is some simple training attire my acolytes wear during their earliest exercises."


As she held the garment up it didn't look too bad at first but turning it around in her hands the Jedi-in-training saw just how revealing the leather costume truly was. The choice was up to her though, either to remain naked before this Sith Mistress of pleasure, or to robe herself the manner of the basest of Sith sluts.
 
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"I'm afraid your captors destroyed your robes before I took you into my care, for now I have only this to offer you is some simple training attire my acolytes wear during their earliest exercises."

"Figures," Alexra murmured as she inspected the tiny garment; flipping it over in hands to try and deuce any purpose it might have. "I expect the war to be over in a week if this is what Sith wear when they train."

It was clear the garment would serve literally no benefit over being nude. "Go send one of your servants to fetch me something appropriate," she said and dropped the garment to the table. "A workman's jumpsuit will suffice."
 
The slap was as sharp and painful as it was sudden, tossing Alexra's head to the side with the force of the blow.

"I'm sorry I had to do that," Seditious said, her voice sounding genuinely remorseful. "But you must learn to be respectful to those around you." Bending down Seditious carefully picked up the training garb, wiping it down with her fingers to make sure not of speck of dirt sullied them before returning them to the storage compartment. "In my experience I've learnt that many Jedi have difficulty in accepting anyone who does not agree with their own point of view, they believe their way is the only just and noble one, and that all others must be destroyed without remorse."

"I have no slaves here," she explained with a clear, crisp tone. "Every one of my acolytes have chosen to remain at my side once they began their path to the Dark Side, although many others have also chosen to leave, to discover their own way. I do nothing to stop them making either choice, as the path is theirs to follow."

Moving over to stand before Alexra once again Seditious lowered her head respectfully, "If you feel that you will not be able to show those who have chosen to live a life different from your own, then I must ask you to remain here until appropriate transport arrangements can be made. However if you would like to meet some of my disciples I must insist you do so wearing the appropriate attire."
 
The Sith was faster than Alexra would have guessed and was taken by surprise at her strike. Her head turned aside, a spike of anger flaring from her. She should have sensed that -- either felt the tell-tale ripples through the Force of imminent danger or anger radiating from Seditious. But she had sensed neither. Whether from the room or Seditious herself, something was radiating enough Dark Side power to mute her senses even more than she had thought.

Alexra was a warrior of the Force, born and bred. She had already bested many Sith more experienced than her on the battle field and knew, as objective fact and not pride, that very few could match her skills with a lightsaber. But even with her skills and the Force at her disposal she knew not to press for a confrontation here.

"In my experience I've learnt that many Jedi have difficulty in accepting anyone who does not agree with their own point of view, they believe their way is the only just and noble one, and that all others must be destroyed without remorse."

"Same could be said for the Sith," Alexra replied calmly; her brief spike of anger having been brought back in check. "How many species has your Emperor enslaved? Even if you do not stoop that low, your brother and sisters certainly do. Control who can be controlled and crush all who oppose you beneath your heel. Doesn't sound like a philosophy of tolerance to me."

"If you feel that you will not be able to show those who have chosen to live a life different from your own, then I must ask you to remain here until appropriate transport arrangements can be made. However if you would like to meet some of my disciples I must insist you do so wearing the appropriate attire."

"We had an agreement. I gave my word and will honor it," Alexra said -- it was as close to an apology as the Sith was likely to ever get. "And you judge me too harshly. I never said you had slaves," the padawan continued after fetching the ridiculous leather garment. "I said servants. They're not the same thing. My family has servants too. They're anything but slaves."

She turned the black leather uniform over in her hands trying to make sense of it. Having never seen anything approaching the impractical garment in her life, she didn't know what needed to be sized and fastened first; the laces or buckles. "Answer a few questions for me while I... dress... in this? Consider it an act of good will." She unthreaded the front and wrapped it around her back.

She got a premonition; faint, but noticeable. Someone else had worn this before her. She felt a ripple of Force as the previous wearer used the Force to delicately lift and guide the laces in front to thread themselves tightly. Alexra had nowhere near the amount of finesse with her telekinesis required for such a feat and started working the laces with her fingers.

"What is it you want from me, really? The smart thing to have done was kill me while I was unconscious. And please don't tell me you're just interested in filling the gaps in my training. You want something. What is it?"
 
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"What is it you want from me, really? The smart thing to have done was kill me while I was unconscious. And please don't tell me you're just interested in filling the gaps in my training. You want something. What is it?"
Seditious smiled at the brazen young Jedi as she fumbled with her garment. Raising her hand, palm held up to face the girl's chest Seditious pulled with the Force, immediately tightening the training attire to fit Alexra's supple frame, hearing the girl gsap as the supple leather closed around her body, squeezing the air from her lungs as the corset reshaped her form into something a little more desirable.

"I seek your freedom," the Sith Mistress replied, answering Alexra's jabbing question in a soft, civil tone. "There is so much which you have been kept unaware of, and so much left clouded and concealed from your eyes by both the Jedi Order and the society that raised you."

As she spoke Seditious sent a telepathic push through the Force, a summons to one of her acolytes currently waiting in the hallway outside the chamber. Most of her inner circle were out there with some holding their lightsabers prepared to charge to their Mistress's aid while others merged their mind with the Force, serving to focus their allies and befuddle their opponents through the use of Battle Meditation. The signal was meant for none of them however, instead a young Nautolan woman, a recent devotee of the Mistress who lay sitting on the floor naked, quickly rose and reached for a trey of beverages which had been palced close by. Moving forwards towards the chamber the girl made sure to move her hips in an enticing sahsy, keeping the string of large beads wedged in her cunt tightly inside as she stepped through the door.

"Take you attitude towards the slaves your family owns, and let's not mince words here those people are your underlings and servants but they still answer to you and your family even when they may not wish to, those slaves are trapped and confined by the social pressures brought to bear against them," The Nautolan girl was standing beside her Mistress now, chest held up and out as she displayed her bright pink nipples proudly. "I on the other hand ask rather than order, I request and offer guidance, but never demand or instruct."

Reaching over Seditious took a cup from the trey offered by her disciple and took a gingerly sip of the beverage contained within before turning back with an appreciative smile and a dip of her head. "Delicious , my dear," she said in praise to the young girl. "I see the new nutritional supplements you've been taking have improved your flavour considerably."
 
"I seek your freedom. There is so much which you have been kept unaware of, and so much left clouded and concealed from your eyes by both the Jedi Order and the society that raised you."

Alexra's mother was a senator. She had heard enough bantha-poo and double-speak in her life to smell it a mile away."Then let me rephrase my question," the padawan prompted as she fidgeted with the uncomfortable leather contraption, every pull and tug seeming to rub her labia between these damnable straps. "What do you gain from my Freedom?"

Last thing she remembered was visiting the village that rested at the base of her mountain Praxeum. A young twi'lek girl beckoning for her help. She rushed to her aid, following as the little sprite of a child led her through the village. Then turned a corner and was flooded in bright light. Next thing she knows, Alexra is awakening on an interrogation table with a Sith Lord manipulating her vagina.

That was no random kidnapping. It would take resources to plant such a trap that deep into Republic space. She had been chosen for a reason. This Darth Seditious must've chosen her for a reason, and then for reasons only the Force must know, allowed her to live.

Then Seditious summoned one of her not-underlings, a beautiful Nautolan girl -- naked with some metal contraption buzzing between her legs. Seditious greeted her, then took a sip of what appeared to be the girl's vaginal fluids? A reagent for some manner of Sith Sorcery.

"She looks ill..." Alexra said, misdiagnosing her thoroughly aroused state for some kind of poison. "I know a technique to purge venoms, if you'd like me to help your friend."
 
"I assure you, I've never felt better in my life," the Nautolan said as she retrieved the empty cup from Seditious's hand and placed it on the tray before reaching down between her legs and gripping the end of the device nestled there, pulling the long string of vibrating balls out from inside her drenched cunt.

As she held the device over the empty cup the girl pressed a switch on the device's handle, causing one of the buzzing orbs to unfold, spilling the harvested nectar held within into the cup ready for the next recipient. Pressing the device back up against her vulva the Nautolan pressed it against her opening, feeding the balls one-by-one back up into her pussy. With each one that disappeared the girl's body shuddered and by the time the last was plunging into her her legs were visibly shaking with the pleasure the device seemed to be granting her.

With a sweet, innocent smile, as though the lewd act Alexra had just witnessed was something as commonplace as dabbing a napkin over her mouth afters taking a bite of cake, the Nautolan held out her serving tray, offering the fresh cup of honey-coloured sexual lubricant to her guest. "Would you like to try some?" the girl enquired, her voice just as innocent as her smile as she tilted her head towards Seditious. "I'm assured the flavour is quite pleasant for even aliens to consume."

Stepping over to the girl, her hand slipping down the Nautolan's back, tracing the curve of her spine down to her buttocks before slipping even further, Seditious began to gently tease the girl's anus as she reached over and plucked the cup from the tray. Moving towards Alexra the Sith Mistress held the cup out, while at the same time licking the fingers of her other hand with obvious enjoyment.

"Mistra has been cultivating her latest brew for quite some time now, and it would be quite insulting not to at least taste her offering, wouldn't you agree?" Seditious said, her smile not quite as sweet as her acolyte's. "And to answer your question, by showing you the path to your freedom I ensure you will no longer be my enemy. And what better way is there to remove a threat to oneself than making them into a friend?"
 
"Mistra has been cultivating her latest brew for quite some time now, and it would be quite insulting not to at least taste her offering, wouldn't you agree?"

Alexra found the nautolan's display less than appetizing, but knew there were literally thousands of species that produced nourishment for others; milk, obviously, as well as others from the less mammalian species. Plus she was confident her training would allow her to purify herself of any poisons, so there shouldn't been any concerns over accepting. It would be, at the very least, a diplomatic gesture.

Alexra took the offered cup and brought it to her lips to draw a sip. "An... acquired taste," she said politely with a nod of thanks towards Mistra.

"And to answer your question, by showing you the path to your freedom I ensure you will no longer be my enemy. And what better way is there to remove a threat to oneself than making them into a friend?"

"Friends aren't typically made with captors," the padawan said dryly. She wasn't convinced but wasn't going to press the issue.
 
Seditious sighed unhappily as she turned away from Alexra and ran her hand down Mistra's side, her fingertips causing the acolyte to squirm an buck with pleasure. "There is no point in my assuring you I had nothing to do with your capture. I only became aware of your existence when you came up for sale in the slave markets, but I'm sure your teachings will assure you that I'm an evil villainess who stole you from your home."

Moving her hand further down Seditious held her fingertips close to Mistra's crotch. Immediately the nautolan began top move herself against them, stroking her swelling labia as the device inside her moved between her Mistress's fingers. Letting out a gasp the young female's hands grasped the edge ofthe serving tray tightly, trying to keep the shivering cups steady as her body filled with pleasure.

"There are many other Sith out there who by now would have you strapped down with a pain rod stabbing into your body, or who'd be playing lightning from their hands into your soft skin to teach you your insignificance and unworthiness," As she spoke Seditious let a small spark of Force Lightning cross over her fingertips, jolting through Mistra's clit as it did. The nautolan jerked her hips hard, pressing them against Seditious's fingers as she felt her orgasm overtake her.

As the acolyte began to collapse Seditious reached out with her other hand, gripping her firmly yet gently and holding the girl up with the Force as her body jerked and quivered in the air, her cunt rubbing hard on the sparking fingers as she drove herself to orgasm after orgasm in front of the stranger.

When the reactions finally began to subside Seditious pulled her damp fingers up to her mouth, sucking them clean as she turned back towards Alexra with a smile. "But as I told you, I'm not that kind of Sith."

Her hand was still supporting Mistra as the girl lay limply in the air, mewling slightly in post-coital bliss. With a slow, steady gesture Seditious lowered the young girl to the floor, letting her settle comfortably into place on top of the carpet wet with her own juices. "That pleasure could have been yours, young Jedi, had you wished it to be."
 
"There is no point in my assuring you I had nothing to do with your capture. I only became aware of your existence when you came up for sale in the slave markets."

Interesting that she hasn't mentioned these slavers before, Alexra thought as she listened. You'd think that would have been the first thing the Sith would disclose. Not to mention that was no stun grenade or blaster bolt that had rendered her unconscious -- at least not just a mundane weapon. Her Jedi senses would have warned her of danger well before then. Unless, of course, her abilities were muted by Sith magic as they were now.

"There are many other Sith out there who by now would have you strapped down with a pain rod stabbing into your body, or who'd be playing lightning from their hands into your soft skin to teach you your insignificance and unworthiness."

The padawan listened as she watched Seditious begin playing with her favorite green-skinned toy. That's where you're dead wrong, Alexra thought. She watched Mistra's naked body writhe and twist while suspended in mid air. She could feel the girl release wave after wave of sexual energy emphatically through the Force, practically tasting her orgasms with her mind and wondering if the girl was considered pretty by her peoples' standards. It was similar to what she experienced when touching the mind of a drug addict, expect without twisted chemical haze she sensed from spice-heads.

Alexra no longer feared pain. She'd been shot, stabbed, burned and bludgeoned during the war. She knew how to deal with pain -- knew how to manage it; even redirect it when needed. But this... whatever this was that she was watching between Seditious and Mistra... was nothing she had ever been trained for.

"That pleasure could have been yours, young Jedi, had you wished it to be."

"I appreciate the offer," Alexra responded politely. "But that kind of pleasure is not what we Jedi seek. It's an unnecessary distraction from duty with no true benefits and can breed attachments."
 
her pet Seditious gently ran her hand down Mistra's flank, smiling as the girl raised her body to respond to her Mistress's touch. "Are attachments really so wrong? Who tells you such things? Your Jedi Masters, who treat you as their property, as cannon fodder for the war?"

Rising up Seditious moved deceptively slowly towards the Jedi prisoner, her movements so subtle that it seemed almost surprising when her hand reached down and ran over Alexra's quivering lips. "Part of you know I speak the truth, at least." The Dark Mistress whispered, her mouth close by Alexra's ear, as she slowly let her fingertips trace over the Jedi's pussy, barely touching her but touching her nonetheless. "Part of you understands the need for pleasure, the need for... companionship."
 
"Are attachments really so wrong? Who tells you such things? Your Jedi Masters, who treat you as their property, as cannon fodder for the war?"

"Attachments are dangerous. They lead to the fear you may lose what you're attached to and grief after you do. Both cloud a Jedi's mind... much like you and your friends in the hall are doing to me now," Alexra told the red-skinned twi'lek before addressing her second point.

"I serve the Order and the Republic because I choose to, not because I'm forced to. If my superiors were to issue me an order I did not wish to follow, I could leave the Order at any time without penalty. Can you honestly say the same? If you refused an order from your Emperor directly to his face, what would be the outcome? Would he just graciously thank you for your service and allow you to retire as so many Jedi have?" Of course not. He'd kill her without a second thought and move on to the next Sith Lord.

"Part of you know I speak the truth, at least."

Alexra felt a shiver dance her spine as Seditious stepped close enough to feel her breath against her skin.

"Part of you understands the need for pleasure, the need for... companionship."

The padawan placed a hand against Darth Seditious's wrist, applying enough pressure to signal a wish for her to withdraw her hand without resorting to blunt force. "The Jedi have not had a need for ... companionship... in a thousand years. And before then coupling was only used as an act of love" Alexra said, but felt the tiniest hint of conflict echoing in the shadows of her mind. "What you're offering is not love."
 
"What you're offering is not love."
"Isn't it?" Seditious asked, moving her hand away as requested, only to slide it up the front of Alexra's uniform, following the path of the ribbons until finally her fingertips teased between the young girls breasts. "Any would you know love if you were touched by it? You who were ripped as a babe from your mother's arms once the Jedi discovered your talents, for fear that you may become attached to her?"

Tracing her fingers up Seditious gently stoked them over the padawan's throat, heading slowly higher. "You say attachments cause fear and grief, but in my experience the fear of attachment is what drives the Jedi Order, and there is no grief when you have the strength and resolve to hold on to that which you would fear to lose."

Sliding her hand round to the back of Alexra's head Seditious wrapped her fingers in the girl's hair and suddenly yanked it back, just hard enough to face the girl to look up into her face. "Is it fear you sense in me now girl, or is it something else you sense?"

For a long moment Seditious held the pose, her body pressing against the young Jedi's as she let her body heat permeate Alexra's costume. Without warning the Sith Mistress struck in a way for which the padawan had never been trained to defend herself, her mouth suddenly embraced by the Sith's as her tongue played over Alexra's lips, teasing them, urging them to open and let her inside.
 
"Is it fear you sense in me now girl, or is it something else you sense?"

Alexra nearly yelped from surprise as the Sith Lord claimed a fist of her honeyed hair and wrenched her head back suggestively. She felt Seditious' full, naked breasts press against her tiny mounds and a tingle dance her spine and into her hardening nipples -- just more Sith sorcery, of course.

"Is it fear you sense in me now girl, or is it something else you sense?"

The padawan opened her mouth to reply, but was quickly muted. Seditious forced her back against the wall, her mouth sealing the Jedi silent. Alexra moved her hands to the tall twi'lek's shoulders to push her away, but found no purchase -- without the Force to enhance her strength she was no stronger than any other girl her size and no math at all against the Sith's advances.

She felt a tongue press against her lips, but the young Jedi was able to deny her until another wrench of her hair brought her head back and onto the balls of her feet until she yielded and allowed Seditious entry into her mouth.
 
There was no need to take things too far, and Seditious knew that it was better at this stage to leave the girl wanting more, so after licking her tongue over the inside of Alexra's lips she pulled her mouth back, tilting it away from the padawan's face as she began to slowly kiss her way down the side of the young woman's neck.

"If you want me to stop, simply promise me one thing," Seditious said as she moved her free hand down, tracing the line between the Jedi's breasts without ever touching either of them. As her kisses reached the girl's collarbone the fingertips were tracing over her naval, and for a moment Seditious stopped, her forehead resting on Alexra's shoulder and panting breath washing over the girl's breast as the Sith's fingertips slowly circled her belly button.

"Just promise to do one thing for me, and you can leave." Her voice was ragged and husky as she spoke, barely audible over the hammering of Alexra's heartbeat in her ears.
 
Alexra's cheeks flushed and her heart pounded beneath the Sith's teasing touch. Her body shivered, her skin puckered from goosebumps as Seditious kissed the sensitive skin of her neck.

"If you want me to stop, simply promise me one thing."

"What?" the Jedi gasped; her muscular abdomen clenching beneath Seditious' erotic touch.

"Just promise to do one thing for me, and you can leave."

"Tell me," Alexra whispered without realizing her hands no longer pushed against the twi'lek in protest.
 
"What? Tell me,"
Moving her face up, her lips barely grazing Alexra's neck as her fingers moved at the same slow pace, working their way lower, Darth Seditious settled her mouth beside the girl's ear. "I want you to cum for me." she said, her words barely whispered and fingers brushing subtly over the Jedi's lower lips.

"Just once, embrace the sensation entirely and let yourself feel that which your Masters deny you. Once you have felt what it is you deny yourself, you are free to go, to forget that any of this ever happened." Seditious's fingers danced from side to side, teasing over Alexra's pussy as the Sith teased the girl with fleeting touches and the lightest of caresses. They were less than an echo of what Alexra had felt before, but they were enough to remind the girl what she'd already experienced at the hands of the Sith Mistress.

"I will not force this decision on you though," Seditious whispered, her wheedling words worming their way into the padawan's ear. "You can instead choose to allow me to use you just a little while longer, and then you'll be just as free to leave."
 
"Just once, embrace the sensation entirely and let yourself feel that which your Masters deny you. Once you have felt what it is you deny yourself, you are free to go, to forget that any of this ever happened."

Alexra shivered and her mind exploded in curiosity. She listened to Seditious' words and the thundering of her pulse. She spoke the truth, the padawan thought. Except for the last part... no power in the galaxy was going to cause her to forget this.

Her hips pressed forward against the Sith's light touch, daring them to slip between her folds, and for a moment was about to take the issue, literally, into her own hands when Seditious sparked her curiosity even further.

"I will not force this decision on you though. You can instead choose to allow me to use you just a little while longer, and then you'll be just as free to leave."

"Use me?" Alexra panted, her own warm breath mixing with the Sith's. "Use me how?" she asked, but one glance at Mistra still slumped on the ground in post-rapture bliss seemed to be a hint.
 
"If you choose not to allow yourself the pleasure, then I'd expect you to ensure we both would feel it instead," the Sith Mistress answered, tilting her head over towards her nautolan acolyte as the young girl stirred on the floor behind her. "You will give us the pleasure, with your full consent, or you will allow us to give it to you. Either way one or other of us will leave this room satisfied."

As she spoke Seditious ran her fingers up Alexra's pussy, letting them linger for a moment on the girl's quivering clit before pulling away. The Sith could feel the girl's slick juices as she rubbed her fingers together, holding them just close enough for the padawan to be fully aware of their presence while at the same time not quite making contact with her.

Risin up onto her knees Mistra crawled up behind her Mistress and carefully reached out to run her hands over Seditious's buttocks, lifting them apart to reveal her MIstress's glistening cunt hidden between them. Pausing only to lick her lips with anticipation the young alien pushed her face up between Seditious's thighs, her tongue slipping easily into her Mistress's juicy opening.

Seditious let out a deep satisfied sigh as she felt the young acolyte's worship beginning. The girl showed a lot of promise and soon would be given the choice to either remain at her Mistress's side, fulfilling Seditious's every desire and whim, or to go out into the galaxy to spread word of Seditious's message of love and peace, by fucking every viable life form she came into contact with. The Dark Lady almost burst out laughing at the thought of the ambassador's daughter being reduced to a lowly street whore, begging stranger to use her body any and every possible way they could. Let that be a lesson to those who would stand against my plans. Love always finds a way, especially when pushed in the right direction.
 
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