Message-ID: <6740eli$9712261337@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: <URL:http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/Year97/6740.txt> From: pjurado@aol.com (PJurado) X-Good-Total-Length: yes Subject: RP: Queen of the Empire Chp.1 by PJ Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: <usenet-approval@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Original-Message-Id: <19971224234401.SAA19050@ladder02.news.aol.com> Mara Jade: Queen of the Empire by PJ Prologue: It had been six months since the Sluggorn invasion fleet was defeated in the Coruscant system. The New Republic was in complete chaos as individual worlds demanded a greater voice within the Senate. With the last of the Solo bloodline gone, there was no one left to rally the disparate factions into a cohesive body. The Imperium was little better, with individual Star Destroyer captains proclaiming themselves warlords and attempting to setup their own little fiefdoms. Ares, the capital world of Daala's Imperium, remained a world in conflict, torn by massive ground battles and dogfighting TIE fighters that brightened the grey skies with their fiery deaths. Mara Jade: smuggler, pilot, and apprentice Jedi, roamed the spacelanes with her pirate lover, Berg, until he finally grew tired of her. Casting her adrift with no money or resources, Mara was abandoned on Coruscant, the once proud center of the Empire now a decayed collection of towering citadels and sprawling megaplexes. With no money to travel offworld, Mara took up the oldest profession, prostitution, in order to buy food and a filth-encrusted hovel in the Eastern Quadrant of the Capital. Chapter 1: Alone Pacifica III Pacifica System Beyond the Outer Rim 132 IY (Imperium Year) The black-robed figure walked sedately down the dim passageway, the stone-constructed hall lit only by weak sunlight streaming from narrow windows. Other robed men traveled down the passage, the serene sound of chanting filling the air with peace and well-being. The black- garbed man entered an open study that was filled with books and ancient scrolls. Glow-orbs illuminated the room as an elderly man with wispy white hair read from an old text. "I'm leaving, Master," declared the visitor simply. "Are you sure?" asked the old Jedi Master with a concerned frown. "It may not be safe in the Core for Jedi yet. Our Order survived because we stayed out of human affairs; we observe, we don't interfere." "The time for watching is over. I've used the Force to monitor the Galaxy, the Emperor is long dead, as are the Dark Jedi. The Republic is in chaos, order must be restored," replied the visitor passionately. "I see, Emhyr," nodded the Jedi Master sadly. "You must go where the Force leads you. I wish you well." "Thank you, Master," acknowledged Emhyr with a deep bow before he turned around and left the brightly lit study. "Walk on the Light Side," offered the elderly man as he watched his most powerful student disappear into the hallway. Coruscant Capital of the New Republic 132 IY "Hey, bitch! How much for a blow?" asked a production worker in a loud bellow. "Fifty credits, stud," replied Mara as she swayed her round hips seductively. "Sounds good," agreed the worker before he charged across the hover vehicle-choked street. Horns and swearing assaulted the man, who ran placidly across the duracrete to where the young woman stood near a glow-orb pole. "You're one fine-looking whore," complimented the worker as he gazed appreciatively at Mara's bare cleavage and long, slim legs. The Jedi apprentice wore tight, black, latex shorts, a flimsy, black, lace bra, high-heeled boots, and a black choke-collar with a leash ring hanging down her throat. Mara's red hair flowed down her bare back, dangling near her hips as she entwined her left arm inside her customer's. The large, heavily-muscled man twisted to leer at Mara Jade's firm ass as she led him into a nearby alley filled with garbage and steaming waste products. The burly man pushed Mara against a hard, unyielding alley wall, then roughly fondled her round breasts with his paw-like hands. "Yeah, nice tits," muttered the bald man as he caressed and painfully squeezed Mara's soft melons of flesh. "Ummm, that feels good," moaned the red-haired girl huskily as she licked her bright, red lips with her small tongue. "You like that, don't you bitch?" growled the man before he tore off Mara's delicate bra, then leaned down to suck loudly on her inviting breasts. Mara moaned loudly, her hands firm against the wall as her john licked and drooled across her warm, white skin. He bit and nibbled on her pink, sensitive nipples, his large right hand moving down to rub her latex-covered crotch wantonly. Mara leaned heavily against the wall, her eyes slitted as she moaned with arousal and desire. "Suck my cock, slut," ordered the man as he pulled away from the girl's heaving tits, unzipping his fly while the Jedi whore knelt down in front of him. Mara grasped the large man's hardening cock, rubbing it slowly with her small hands. The john slid his meaty fingers into the scantily-clad girl's rich, red hair, forcing her beautiful face into his sweaty crotch. Mara obediently began sucking on the man's balls, filling her mouth with his musky orbs as his rod rubbed over her pert nose. Slowly, lovingly, Mara licked up the shaft of her customer's tool, caressing his meat with her soft, moist lips until she reached his throbbing head. She wrapped her lips around the tip of the man's cock, twirling her tongue around it until she slowly slid her mouth over the rest of his rock-hard shaft. The man groaned with pleasure, grasping Mara's head tightly before he shoved his rod deeper into her yielding mouth, forcing it down her tight throat. The Jedi girl gagged softly, but allowed the big man to fuck her mouth and throat desperately. A minute later, the burly worker shot his load, filling her mouth with hot, sticky cum. White cream trickled down Mara's chin as the man pulled away from her red lips, then quickly zipped up his baggy breeches. "Here's your money, trash," sneered the worker while he tossed a handful of credit chits in front of the kneeling young woman. Mara quickly gathered up the money as the large man swaggered out of the alley and back into the traffic. Mara Jade wiped her cum-stained face with her left arm, then picked up her torn, discarded bra and managed to re-fasten it across her ample bosom. Sighing softly to herself, the Jedi girl left the alley, then walked east down the travel conduit until she reached a food booth near her apartment. She hastily purchased some steamed rice, bread, and a beer, then carried her daily meal up uneven stairs to her fourth level dwelling. Sliding a plastic keycard into a waiting slot, Mara pushed open her door, then swiftly closed the portal behind her. She collapsed into a soft couch, then opened her rice box as the room's vid terminal flashed on. "New Republic warships began open hostilities today. Vessels from several Outer Core worlds attacked planets within the Inner Rim for much needed raw materials and slave labor. The Senate is powerless as many factions continue to debate and withhold vital services, while others forestall the election of a new Prime Minister. Food riots erupted in the Northern Quadrant of the Capital earlier this evening, causing massive damage to buildings and heavy losses from looting. A dangerous fire broke out along the Northern/Western Quadrant borders, it still rages unchecked through several living sectors." Mara ordered the vid terminal off, then ate quietly as shouting and the occasional blaster salvo filled the silent void of her room. After dinner, the Jedi girl popped open a bottle of liquor, then drank heavily from it. The red-haired girl sat limply in her couch, her slim arms and legs spread apart as she allowed the drink to burn inside her body. Mara's green eyes were drowsy and glazed until she heard a loud knock on the door. Cursing under her breath, Mara staggered to her feet, then swayed drunkenly to her door and opened it wide. "You're late on your rent again," hissed the Squid-Head that ran the low-income habitation. Mara used to know the race's true name, but her brain was fogged with liquor at the moment. "Can't you give me one more week?" moaned the Jedi girl pathetically. "No. However, if you're low on credit, we can perform our usual exchange," suggested the Squid-Head with wide, eager eyes. "Humph! Fine, come on in," agreed Mara with a scowl as she left the door open and stumbled back inside her dark room. The Squid closed the door after himself, then locked it securely. With long, clammy fingers twitching in excitement, the Squid moved to the couch where Mara flopped down. After taking another long pull from her bottle, Mara spread apart her thighs, allowing the Squid-Head plenty of room to kneel in. The robed alien leaned forward, mouth tentacles wiggling as he pulled off Mara's skin-tight latex shorts, followed by her tiny, black panties. The Squid-Head raised the young woman's panties to its nose, inhaling her arousing musk deeply. He quickly slid the undergarment into a wide robe pocket, then bent down to caress Mara's pussy with several of its facial tentacles. Mara moaned softly, unfastening her bra before flinging it over the couch. The Squid fondled the soft flesh of Mara's labia, excreting a viscous slime from its mouth that dripped onto her quivering cunt. The Jedi girl squeezed and pinched her own round tits, her sensuous, red mouth parted slightly as she grew aroused by her apartment manager's laviscious attentions. The Squid pushed two thick tentacles into Mara's warm snatch, thrusting them deeply into her vagina until they filled her belly with their cold meat. Mara shivered in excitement, her pussy growing hot and wet with her juices while she licked one of her own pink nipples with her tongue. The Squid reached forward, grasping the red-haired girl's breasts firmly as he buried his muzzle in her clenching fuckhole. "Yeah, baby. Fuck my pussy, lover," groaned Mara as she thrust her crotch against the alien's probing tentacles. The Squid-Head caressed the naked girl's tits for several moments, then moved his long fingers to her long legs, prying them apart firmly. Slimy limbs of cold flesh moved in and out of Mara Jade's slit, filling her womb with clammy flesh as she trembled and moaned in erotic pleasure. She grabbed the nearby liquor bottle, pouring the cold, frothy liquid down her throat until it overflowed her mouth and dribbled down her chin and neck. Mara's breasts glistened with alcohol, her nipples hard as they heaved up and down. The Jedi girl turned onto her stomach, her tight ass thrusting outwards towards the Squid-Head's quivering mouth probes. The alien ran his hands across the soft flesh of Mara's buttocks, exploring her crack as she moaned loudly. Bending low, the Squid buried its tentacles in her cunt, stretching the petals of her labia wide apart as he dug into her narrow vagina. Mara clenched the top of the couch, her ass pumping back and forth as she fucked the alien's many slimy limbs. One tentacle after another pushed in and out of her pussy, followed quickly by another until over six of them had entered her dripping slit. The Jedi girl bit her lip, her breasts dangling invitingly in the air as the Squid ran his long hands across her smooth, bare back. The alien pressed his face firmly against Mara's ass, rubbing his mouth and nose in-between her round cheeks until she groaned loudly with an orgasm. Warm, sticky cum spurted from Mara's pussy, falling wetly against the Squid-Head's mouth and tentacles. The alien landlord eagerly lapped the fluid trickling from Mara's cunt, drinking her honey until her red-haired bush was dry. The Squid-Head slapped Mara's ass loudly, then rose to his feet before walking confidently from the room. The naked, red-haired girl reclined her breasts against the soft couch, her small chin resting against the top as she panted softly for breath. She wiped a sweat-soaked strand of hair from her forehead, then slid onto her back, laying warm and nude across the long divan until sleep claimed her alcohol-drenched mind. The Ares System Using the Force, Emhyr cloaked his small ship from the planet's long-range sensors. The tall Jedi landed the vessel near the capital city of Ares, the one-time administrative center of the New Imperium. Today was quiet, nothing breaking the depressing silence that covered the city like a heavy cloak. Emhyr wrapped his black cape tightly around his thin body, then began descending a rough hillside that led down to the sprawling metroplex below. ****************************************** -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | <http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/><http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/faq.html>