Adult-FanFiction.org : Movies

The Emperor's Best Hand	By : sexdottxt Category: Star Wars (All) > General Views: 396 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Star Wars or any of the characters therein. This story is a work of fiction.

Chapter List
- 1-The Bribing of the Bouncer
- 2-First Blood
- 1
- 2
The VIP room was nothing like the darkness of the hallway that led to it. But it wasn’t anything like the rest of the club either. It was almost like a room you'd have a fireside chat in, except it was far more well furnished. No fireplace to speak of, but it had that homey feel to it.
They were decked out too. There were several decanters and wine bottles of the highest quality. Not to mention there were also several fine bottles of sparkling water, decorated with blown glass pictures and designs of mythical sea creatures, the best stuff imported straight from Manaan. Whoever fit the bill for that one probably felt it was chump change. They had the backing to take the empire on alright.
She found them, an officer, two well known nobles from across the galaxy, and even a moff too. This bunch wasn’t any ragtag crew of upstarts, they were coordinating a clearly planned operation. And given they were all clearly humans, then they were keeping it all under lock and key.
For the first time since getting here, she felt worried. She knew their faces and knew who they were. But she did not make her presence a secret at the Emperor’s side either. She was clandestine enough that nobody in the empire really knew who she was save Palpatine and Vader. Yet she was seen around often enough that enough people had seen her, knew she was a person of great importance to be granted a direct audience with him. She only hoped in her current attire and with all her makeup on that they wouldn’t recognize her.
They did not. “Who the hell are you?” said one of the nobles. He was finely dressed, long curly red hair with a clean shaven face, but for all that he possessed the mannerisms of any drunken lout. Looked like one too, even now. He was renowned across the galaxy for being a known hustler who would often get arrested for being disorderly in public, he was seen often in casinos and places of ill repute. Either he was being used for his influence by the others to get their way or he was more shrewd than he let on. And if things went south, he could always be used a fall guy for their operation while they got off scot-free.
She didn’t care. “You know who I am!” she said in that same vapid and loud voice. “I’m tonight’s entertainment!”
“What?”
“Yeah, I don’t remember ordering any girls,” said the officer.
“Well one of you did!” she said, her voice just as perky. “And I’m not leaving without my credits!”
As expected, they huddled amongst themselves and whispered to one another. They were trying to keep quiet but she had learned how to pick apart the pieces of a secret conversation. She used her training in the force to listen in to all of it acutely.
“I didn’t order any fucking stupid bitch!” said the loud noble.
“I didn’t either,” said the officer.
“One of you morons better fess up quick or I’ll beat it out of you,” said another guy. He approached from the shadows, she hadn’t recognized him at first. Long white hair with a jagged scar running down his face, but for his rough appearance, he wasn’t old either. He wasn’t in any fine clothing or imperial uniform but he was clearly of some importance when the rest of them looked back at him. There was a bigger guy behind him, a tall Talortai who came to join their group, one of his thugs no doubt.
Mara Jade fast remembered who the one with an attitude was. Tyber Zann. A young up and coming gangster, he wasn’t as big as Black Sun or any of the Hutt clans, but he was going places. Especially if he was hanging out with this crowd. He must have figured he’d make a name for himself if this coup went off with a hitch. She knew of Xizor’s amicable business relationship with the Emperor and of how Jabba’s underworld success hinged on the current status quo. Knew also that if all that went tumbling down, everything would be scattered to pieces and he would be in a good position to be the new head honcho. Accompanied by Urai Fen, clearly he was serious about coming here.
She figured she’d have to say something to get them to calm down. She needed information and for all she knew, the web of their treachery might go further than this meeting in a Coruscanti nightclub. As she reflected on her situation, there were two other presences that she could sense in the force, one of them seemed acutely familiar but she couldn’t place it, and then there was one that was darker, something like the Emperor but could never match him in cruelty.
She looked in their direction. She arched her head and could see them more clearly now. Two other Imperials very much like her. Above the rank and file and given special privileges.
She didn’t know the first one, but she realized he had been staring at her as soon as she had stepped foot in here. She never saw him in person, but she had seen him in some of the Emperor's data logs, and even without that, she knew from the dark red zeyd cloth he wore that he was an Inquisitor. She felt him trying to probe into her mind with the force. She couldn't use that same power to defend herself.
Fortunately she knew how to defend herself. It was a matter of personal pride that she knew how to defend herself despite her prodigious talents in the force and protecting her mind was one such talent. Like the role she was assigned to play and the act she had performed to get in here, she let her mind overflow with racy thoughts, some of them fairly vanilla and innocent, and others involving lurid fantasies involving men and women of each species. He turned away fast, a faint blush tinging his cheeks.
Not someone high up, probably only very recently recognized into the fold. Maybe he's only an apprentice. Probably lower than that stormtrooper too.
She kept herself from bursting into laughter. But for all her amusement at how easily she was able to deflect his mental assault, that didn't ease away that he was here at all. Someone as low as him could be acting on his own, but despite his failure to look into her mind, he was still a step above most of the people here. He could easily man most of this rabble as if he owned them if he wanted too and yet he was hiding in the shadows like he was afraid to be caught.
She wondered if he was working for someone else. She could see Jerec willingly plotting insurrection, maybe even someone as weaselly as Tremayne. Maybe things were even higher. Malorum was in a high position and he might want more. That cold bitch Hydra could be in on it too. If an Inquisitor was here, then the trail of treachery really was thick. Still, despite defending her mind against his power, she could not return the favor and see where his loyalties really lie.
Not that she had much time to contemplate that line of thought. Another joined in to the men huddling together, one looked like a big time businessman, legit, but like his black market counterpart in Tyber Zann all too willing to move up in the galaxy. But unlike the criminal, he was only as important as his credits, the power he could buy, where Zann had earned loyalty and power. She knew this hard nosed businessman was likely A man who followed the letter of the law but not it's spirit. Yet for all his credits and prestige, he was unimportant compared to these other two.
Finally the Inquisitor’s companion stepped forward. He was the last one, there were no others he could sense in the force. But her wonder went away in an instant, she recognized the last one on the spot. It was rare for him to be going out in plain clothes and not the bloodred armor of the Royal Guard but she knew the face of Carnor Jax. Here in a long coat and pants, he looked more like the many hustlers and thugs that lined Coruscant's city streets, and yet the one thing that separated him from them was an aura of toughness, a steely resolve that came from his training. Even if he was a traitorous bastard.
If he recognized her, he didn’t show it. That ignorance extended both ways, as she didn’t know if he had a blaster or a vibroblade in secret. She figured it must have been because of all her makeup. Like another one, she couldn't just peer into his mind. She was not trained in the force to the extent of the Inquisitors, let alone Vader, but she could still sense the force in another. Carnor Jax was one of them.
She also knew of the Sovereign Protectors. The cream of the Royal Guard crop, they had enough training with the force to detect if someone was trying to toy with them. She already felt like she was walking on a tightrope with this undercover mission. If she tried peering into his mind, her cover would be blown. It was taking all her patience, knowing how someone in his position could be disloyal.
The men huddling together were apparently arguing about something. The commotion was getting louder. But then the moff put a stop to all that.
“Come now,” he said, putting his arms around all of them, “there is no need for all of that. Clearly she was invited by one of you or else our distinguished guard outside wouldn’t have let her in. And now that she is here, we can have our fun with her I think. All this business talk, it does get boring and dreary, don’t you think?”
Zann snickered to himself and looked at her. “Yeah whoever ordered has good taste. I’ve seen all kinds of babes from across the galaxy, and I’ll tell you, she’s easily a contender for the best of them.”
The businessman looked at him. He gave Zann a side eye as if he couldn’t believe he had to cooperate with this common criminal as if they were equals. “How about it then?” he said. “Let's try and play for her.”
Zann either didn’t hear the distaste in his voice then or ignore it. “A game of sabacc then?” He looked at Fen behind him. “How about it old friend? You want in on this one?”
“Not for me,” he said.
“She's not to your tastes huh.”
“Oh no, I'd rather like to see you have her all to yourself. You've earned it.”
Zann grinned, and it looked strange on a rugged man like him. “Why thank you. Your loyalty is always appreciated.”
“Not sabacc,” said the loud noble. “I want something faster. I can't concentrate playing games when I'm looking at this lovely lady.”
“Sabacc still might be the quickest way. We're using the Centran deck, and we can play for fortunes. How about it fellas?” The rest of them nodded. He looked back at the Inquisitor and Carnor Jax. They had been talking amongst themselves and she knew it must have been about her. They looked at him, they hadn’t been part of this conversation but they had still heard it. Then they looked at her again. They nodded but did not look away from her. She looked back at them and enlarged her smile to a really wide grin.
“Fine,” said the loud noble, grunting to himself.
“Good.” He collected all their card and shuffled them into a deck. “First person who draws the Universe gets to take her.” He drew his own card. “The Satellite huh. I wouldn't be in my line of work if not for that.”
“I'll go next,” said the officer, not waiting for anyone else to have their turn. He drew and his eyes widened. “The Destroyed Starship...” He made a sign to himself.
“Never figured you to be the superstitious type,” said the businessman.
“Relax, it's probably nothing!” said the moff, trying to cheer his friend up. Mara Jade didn’t know whether to respect him for his ability to command a crowd or think he was less of a man at being such a people pleasing sycophant.
On the other hand, the lack of ones getting the Universe card was getting her worried. If Carnor Jax or the Inquisitor pulled it, she imagined they might have questions. Then her cover would be blown on the spot.
“My turn next,” said the loud noble. He drew one. As soon as he did, his face lit up. “It's the Universe!” He looked right at her. “Looks like you're all mine!”
“Luck and that's all it is,” said the businessman.
“Not enough to save one's hide,” said Carnor Jax.
“But it can go a long way, can't it?” said the moff.
“You got that right,” said the loud noble. He moved to her like a predator. Mara Jade instinctively thought of all the openings she saw in the way he walked, she wanted to break him wide open so badly. But she remembered she had a mission before her.
He was right before her looking at her with a stupid and evil smile. “Give me a kiss love!” He roughly grabbed her chin and moved his face towards hers. He opened his mouth up to force his tongue inside her mouth and she silently closed her eyes and opened hers right back up to let it in.
He was vicious with her from the start. His tongue almost mauled inside her mouth, there was nothing resembling technique there, but then again it wasn't surprising with a lout like him. Apparently there was no aftertaste of all the dick she just sucked because he was really going at it.
He wasn't shy about touching her either, he was feeling all over her body. Her flesh was far too exposed to his touches in that little dancer's outfit of hers. The way he groped her, he was touching her like a little kid who was finally touching a woman for the first time.
She hated having this man touch her like that, his tongue probing deep in her mouth. At the same time, she felt a lurid heat growing in her body. After fooling around with that stormtrooper, she figured it must have been an aftereffect from pleasing him. She wasn’t quite open minded on doing this sort of thing just yet, she had resigned herself to it just as part of her duties to get the intel she needed. But her body on the other hand was saying otherwise.
He pulled away from her and licked his lips. He stared deep into her eyes with his idiot’s gaze. She looked away, not wanting to look back at him.
That wasn’t good enough for him. He squeezed one of her breasts. He was moving it this way and that, just feeling the texture of it, her elasticity, and then he focused on moving them both around, they were the only thing he was concerned about. She thought he was acting like a little boy, but she held her tongue.
None of these considerations did much to stymie the effects of her body still going into overdrive. Her nipples were getting harder than she would have liked under her top, and a small moistness was forming in her pussy. Just as her pride was about to kick in and she would find the nerve to push him away, he pulled down the top so roughly that her breasts jiggled as soon as they were exposed to his eyes.
“Hey, I think she likes me!” said the noble. “Look how hard these nipples are!” He grabbed both of her sensitive little caps and pinched them hard. She grit her teeth in frustration and contrary to her elite training, let out an angry groan. Carnor Jax looked intently at her, and she realized that maybe her cover was blown. He knew the sound of her voice.
He looked right at her. But as he studied her, those similar features, he watched them fade into something else altogether. She was an adept actor as much as were her other talents, and he watched her face turn back into some common bimbo.
Just some whore in over her head, he thought to himself.
“Be easy on her, eh?” said the other noble hanging around. “A woman like this is a piece of fine art.”
“Yeah we don’t want you breaking her before our turn comes around,” said Tyber Zann. “I’m a criminal and even I know that.”
“You aren’t gonna try and steal her from me are you?” said the loud noble. He was still playing with her nipples hard. “We all drew lots! We were all agreed!”
“Shut it already and get it over with,” said the moff. Any geniality on his face was gone. “We’re all going to have a turn with her. And the more you’re dry humping her with your small pecker wood, the more of our time you’re wasting.”
Carnor Jax smiled at that remark. Tyber Zann was as stone cold a criminal as anyone could see and his face remained blank, but everyone there could tell from the slightest change in his features that he approved of it too. They were all looking at the noble who got first dibs.
“Fine, fine!” he said. “But you better believe I’m gonna enjoy this one!”
He sucked all over her tits. Just like he had been with her before, he was scarfing them up sloppily and nastily. He wasn’t just focusing solely on her nipples, he was licking all over her breasts.
Mara Jade had gotten way better from better men than this lout could hope to be. She hated him too, not just for his treachery but also because of the way he was touching her. She was still more turned on than she liked, and the wetness in her pussy was getting so much worse. But she realized that might actually be to her benefit.
She looked over the rest of them. Traitors one and all, some more than others, but they were better than this idiot snacking on her chest. They at the very least would know how to properly please a woman.
He grabbed the small of her back and started dry humping her. He was still eating her chest, and she could feel the lump in his pants on her naked thigh. He wasn’t as small as she thought he’d be. Maybe he wasn’t too good at technique, but he would more than make up for in size.
This fool playing with her was also feeling the pressure from his compatriots. He also had a growing pressure deep inside him that he longed to satisfy. He moved back from her and dropped his pants.
“Hey fool!” said the moff. He looked back at him. “Don’t cum inside her.”
“Yeah, yeah,” he said. He looked at her again. “Come on baby. You never forget your first.”
Knowing what kind of person he was, and not willing to let him take her in any embarrassing positions that would leave her at a disadvantage, she suddenly pushed him down onto the floor. The rest of them were shocked at how easily she did it, and the eyes of this fool were wide open in alarm. But then she was looking at him with a sultry look on her face, she had lowered herself down so that her breasts were right by his pecker.
“Oh daddy,” she said in a dark reflection of that same bimbo voice, “won’t you let me sit on your lap just a bit? You’ve been so mean and this little baby needs to sit down.”
The rest of the men were snickering. The fool didn’t care, he loved those titties of hers and what she was proposing was getting all kinds of hot and bothered. “Sit all you want. Show your daddy how much of a good little girl you’ve been.”
She winked at him and took his pecker in between her tits, still slick with all his spit. She hissed at feeling his meat in between her taters. She knew he was bigger than what she expected, but she hadn’t expected him to be so hot. He really did want her that bad.
She found she didn’t mind that bit at all. The wetness in her pussy was getting worse, and for however rough his treatment of her hooters might have been, her tits were plenty randy right then. She would have her fun with him.
But she moved herself at a rapidfire pace. With every second, his dick was moved back and forth, it felt like it was going to break right off. It was far more than he expected from this dumb bimbo who invited herself in. He threw his head and groaned like he was being assaulted by a wild animal.
Mara Jade’s character broke and she looked up at him with a twisted smile on her face. At that point her pussy was plenty wet, but the real fire was in her breasts. His big cock was wedged firmly in between her tits, she could feel the passion in him burning hotter and hotter, and it kindled the lusts that had been growing in her own body as well. The very recent experience of him slobbering all over her knockers was invading her mind and she was getting eager with him as much as he had with her. She was so wet.
For all his eagerness, he was way more sensitive than she expected. She felt his penis throbbing within her breasts. But that was nothing compared to him. Even if she hadn't been looking at him, she could feel his whole body, writhing in her control. She looked down at his penis, felt it twitching and the way the cockhead was about to cum, it almost did look like it was making a face. She knew he must be making all kinds of stupid faces from too, and then there were all the dumb noises he was making.
She looked up at him again, her eyes wide open with a terrible smile. Her teeth were bared at him like a predator. “Cum for me daddy!” she said, in a voice she reserved for taunting her opponents when she had them down on the ground with her saber pointed at their throats. “Cum for me GOOD!”
He was trembling within her power but when he came, he shook so violently that it was like he had been electrocuted. His penis quaked within her breasts and then her face was rocked by an explosion of jizz. But even as he rained her down with spooge, her smile did not falter. He was jittery all over, and his penis was still quivering in the comforting embrace of her breasts.
She rose up and looked down at herself. It was not the first time she had done such an act in service of the empire. But whatever little thoughts of disgust she had were pride at the mission she was completing. Looking down at him, she certainly felt vain for being able to break him so easily.
***
If you enjoyed this story and want to know more about the fics I have yet to make public, including the rest of this story, check out the Hentai-Foundry link in my bio for more info!
- 1
- 2
You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
Report Story

The Emperor's Best Hand