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Chapter 43 "Mischiefs of Nar Shaddaa – part 2"

Nar Shaddaa, Corellian Sector, Silk Lekku.

When Grisho returned from his little private time with the blue Twi'lek waitress, Grievous came back shortly after him. The Muun nudged the droid who activated himself back. Ahsoka was still sulking because of the strange secrecy, but she dropped the subject for now.

"So what's your decision ?" Grisho asked. Ahsoka could feel that he was in a good mood and seemed relaxed, but she didn't know why.

"I'll go to talk with that woman," Ahsoka replied. "But you need to help me convince her."

"Girl, with a face and a body like yours, I don't think she'll refuse you," Grisho stated with a grin. "And besides, she hates non-humans, so I doubt she'll even talk with me."

"That's why you'll talk through this," Grievous said placing a comlink on the table. "And you," the Muun turned his head to Ahsoka and handed her an earbud, "put this in your ear. That way, Grisho will hear what she's saying to you and he'll tell you what to say to her. Just remember to get rid of it when you succeed to convince her."

Ahsoka nodded grabbing the earbud, putting it inside her ear and covering it with her hair. Grievous turned to the assassin droid. "Cloak yourself and follow her, you know the rest of the plan," the droid nodded and when he made sure that no one was watching him he activated his stealth field disappearing completely.

"I didn't know those IG-86 models could do that," the Twi'lek said in surprise and admiration.

"We upgraded him," Grievous quickly explained. Of course, it was a lie, but he didn't plan on telling the Twi'lek who they really were.

"Okay, let's not waste any more time," Ahsoka said and stood up. The young human exited the booth and headed to the bar. "Testing, testing," Ahsoka heard Grisho's voice in her ear. "Do you hear me ?"

"Loud and clear," she replied.

"I also hear everything," the Twi'lek assured. "From our booth, I can also see the whole bar, we're ready for anything, dearie," said Grisho. Ahsoka rolled her eyes and approached the bar. Kaliya was currently standing near the beverage dispenser with her back turned to Ahsoka.

"Hello," Ahsoka greeted with a smile.

The woman quickly turned around. At first, she had a serious and unhappy expression. But as she took a closer look at Ahsoka's human face, she smiled mischievously. "Well hello there," Kaliya greeted and approached the counter. "What can I get you pretty ?" The female slowly looked up and down Ahsoka's body in a lewd way.

"She's already ogling you," said Grisho. "Ask about work."

Ahsoka took a good look at the woman. Although she had a beautiful face, she was quite muscular for a female. Probably could've beat more than one thug in hand to hand combat easily. "Actually, I'm looking for work, do you have any free space ?" Ahsoka asked.

"That depends on what are you willing to do honey," Kaliya replied. "Our barmaid is sick so right now I have to fill in for her. We also have a few spots below in our brothel as a pole dancer. But if you want some real cash, you'll have to work with our clients." The woman smiled and winked.

"Okay, bit your lower lip and lower your gaze, pretending to be shy. Then innocently ask for details about the work with clients," Ahsoka heard Grisho's voice in her ear. The young girl complied and asked drawing circles on the counter with her finger. "What work do you have in mind ?"

When Ahsoka slowly raised her eyes, she noticed that Kaliya was watching her with pure lust. The Padawan thanked the Force that they weren't alone in a room because she could only expect what would the woman want from her "What's your name sweety ?"

"A-Ashla," Ahsoka quickly came up with a fake name.

"Ashla," the woman echoed. "Tell me Ashla, did you ever been with a woman ?" The question truly surprised Ahsoka, but not as much as the woman's directness.

"Tell her no, but that you've always wanted to try," Grisho advised her.

Ahsoka began to have a bad feeling about this, but she couldn't back out now. Not after that speech and outburst. "N-No, but I always wanted to try...," she said with genuine nervousness.

"Then I'll be most happy to help you with that. I'm Kaliya," the woman said seductively. "Remember that name, cause you will scream it many times tonight."

Ahsoka gulped and just as Grisho advised her earlier, she bit down her lower lip. Kaliya turned her head at the blue Twi'lek and yelled. "Tikia ! Get your blue ass over here this instant !"

The blue Twi'lek, who was just taking orders from the client, quickly ran up to the counter. "Y-Yes Mistress Kaliya ?"

"I'm going down to the brothel with my pretty friend over here," the woman informed pointing at Ahsoka. "It may be too much for your intelligence, but now you'll be alone here so try not to fuck up or I'll have your blue ass... literally."

Ahsoka understood why Grisho called her a racist and she had to agree with him. While the blue Twi'lek girl took Kaliya's place behind the counter without a word of objection, the woman beckoned Ahsoka to follow her. "Good job girl," Grisho praised her. "Now I can only say... good luck in there."

As the two were walking side by side, heading to the back of the bar, Ahsoka felt Kaliya's hand on her rear end. All of a sudden the woman squeezed Ahsoka's buttcheck forcing an eek out the young girl. "Mmm... you have a nice voice for screaming," Kaliya complemented giving Ahsoka a lustful gaze. At first, Ahsoka had the urge to smack the living hell of the woman with the Force, but she knew she needed to play her role. At least till she or HK will find the Jedi.

Just before they've entered the brothel, Ahsoka covertly discarded the earbud. And none a second too soon. Kaliya stopped just before the door to the brothel that was guarded by two large Houks. "No weapons are allowed inside pretty," she informed. "I'll have to search you now."

Ahsoka nodded and raised her arms. Kaliya smiled slyly and began to search the young girl for weapons, but just as Ahsoka predicted, the woman wanted only to feel her up. After a while, Kaliya has finished her 'search' and gave the Houks and approving nod. Chuckling, one of them opened the door.

Nar Shaddaa, Corellian Sector, Silk Lekku's Brothel.

Ahsoka expected many nasty things inside a brothel, but the moment she and Kaliya passed the door, the young girl saw things that a girl in her age shouldn't see. The layout of the brothel was the same as the dinner above. A large stage with dancing girls on poles was located at the center of the brothel in lieu of the bar.

The music was slow and sensual, but even that couldn't drown out the moans and screams of the girls. Each of the eight booths was occupied and what was going inside was clearly visible through the transparent drapes. Ahsoka lowered her gaze with a blush, not expecting to see such depraved things. She couldn't believe that the girls, and especially the Jedi, would willingly do such... lewd things.

Every girl in the booth had a blissful, lecherous smile on her face, but their eyes were vacant. Ahsoka also noticed that every girl had a small, shiny, pink stud just above the right ear. "What are those pink things ?" She asked curiously.

"Oh, that..." Kaliya smiled mischievously and replied. "That's our brothel's trademark. You have a good eye for details my pretty."

Ahsoka sensed that the woman was lying, but she nodded understandably with a smile in order not to raise suspicions. She actually could feel a slight presence of the dark side in the brothel. It's was too weak to belong to some Sith Lord or even an apprentice, but it was there.

Kaliya led Ahsoka to her office door, which was guarded by a Trandoshan bodyguard. During their little walk, Ahsoka counted seven armed guards in the brothel including the Trandoshan. "This girl will be working here from now on," Kaliya informed. The green reptilian bodyguard took a good look at Ahsoka and licked his snout with his long tongue. Ahsoka didn't know if that was just the species habit spasm or that he had something lewd in mind right now.

"I'm going to... test her competence," Kaliya said with a lecherous smile. "I don't want any interruptions is that clear ?"

"Hehe, yes, Mistress Kaliya," the Trandoshan chuckled and nodded.

The woman opened the door and gestured Ahsoka to enter. When the young girl walked into the office, the first thing she noticed was a naked human woman shackled to a large bed. Ahsoka froze in place shocked. The shackled woman was no other than the Jedi Knight Samara Ker. The young Padawan recognized her due to the holoimage that Deiven showed them before the mission. Fair skin; blond, short hair; hazel eyes... there was no mistake, but one thing was strange. Ahsoka didn't feel any Force signature from Samara, as though she was severed from the Force.

"I forgot to tell you that I like kinky stuff," Kaliya whispered to Ahsoka's ear. When the girl snapped out from her shock, she managed to a look around the office.

The whole room was giving her the creeps. Shelves were full of strange objects, that surely served some perverted purpose. Walls were covered with some paintings that featured nude humans performing sexual acts. The office desk with a setla lamp and monitors was the only normal thing in this room. Ahsoka also noticed many open wardrobes with clothes and other stuff that probably belonged to the Jedi and the rest of the girls.

"Who is she ?" Ahsoka asked when she approached the Jedi Knight with Kaliya. The Padawan was now sure that was something wrong with her just like with the rest of the girls. Although she was sensually wriggling on the bed, moaning loudly with her cheeks red, the Jedi's eyes were dull and without emotions.

"A naughty girl that had to be punished," Kaliya replied. Ahsoka noticed that the devices attached to the Jedi's wrist and ankles were 'Force shackles'. She knew that without a lightsaber or the code it will be hard to remove them.

"But you'll be a good girl right ?" Kaliya asked narrowing her eyes and smiling sinisterly. Suddenly, Ahsoka got a crazy idea that might actually work. Biting her lower lip, she looked shyly at Kaliya. "Actually, I want to be at her place," she said with a blush. "I want you to tie me up on this bed." She didn't believe that she really said it, but the only way to free the Jedi was to trick Kaliya into freeing her herself.

Kaliya blinked a few times, her mind processing the girl's words. Ahsoka could actually sense the woman's excitement rising. With a large, mischievous grin, Kaliya approached the Jedi and hastily entered the code to each Force shackle, freeing the female.

"Go serve the clients," Kaliya ordered.

"Yes, Mistress Kaliya," the Jedi meekly complied and began to rise from the bed.

Using the Force, Ahsoka grabbed the lamp that stood on the desk and pulled it to her hand. Just as the woman was about to turn to face her, she smacked her in the back of the head knocking her out. The woman's body slumped on the bed completely knocked out. Ahsoka didn't actually hold back her strength, remembering that as a human she was physically weaker than a Togruta.

Samara didn't pay attention to what was happening and still headed to the door like a mindless puppet. But before she grabbed the handle, Ahsoka grabbed her pink stud and yanked out.

With a loud scream, the Jedi fell to her knees clutching her head in pain. Ahsoka could feel the Force returning to Samara's body. Having the Force restored, it returned as a painful and sudden rush of feelings, as the Force immediately allowed the Jedi to sense everything around her at once. It was a very unpleasant and painful experience.

"Jedi Samara Ker ?" Ahsoka asked with concern, placing an arm on her shoulder. "Are you alright ?"

The Jedi slowly turn her head, looking suspiciously at the younger human girl. "Who are you ?" She asked between the heavy breaths, her hazel eyes were once more shiny and alive.

"My name is Ahsoka Tano and I'm a Jedi Padawan. I'm here to help you," Ahsoka replied with a reassuring smile.

"The Jedi sent you ?" Samara asked disbelievingly, slowly getting up and covering her private parts.

"N-No," Ahsoka replied trying not to stare. "Master Zai'shira Kessen."

"Zai'shira ?"Samara's eyes widened. "You're her Padawan ?"

"No," Ahsoka shook her head. "It's a very long story, but I'm here with two of my friends. We will get you out."

Suddenly, the office door opened and the Trandoshan bodyguard stood in the doorway with a worried expression. "Mistress Kaliya, we have a serious pr-" He trailed off looking at Ahsoka and Samara. Noticing his boss on the bed unconscious, he was about to reach for his gun, that was attached to his belt, when a blaster shot pierced right through his head. His lifeless body fell to the floor, revealing an IG-86 assassin droid with a blaster rifle standing right behind him.

"Good timing," Ahsoka stated with a smile.

"That droid is with you ?" Samara asked.

"Yes," Ahsoka reassured.

"Statement: All threats eliminated."

"What ?" Ahsoka dashed out of the room. All six remaining guards were lying on the floor dead. The clients were kneeling on the floor and trembling from fear, while the girls were just standing like droids without commands. Ahsoka was relieved to see that HK didn't hurt anyone else.

"See those pink studs right above their right ears ? Yank them off," Ahsoka instructed pointing at the girls. HK nodded and began approaching the nude girls and pulling the studs. Unlike the Jedi, the girls weren't Force-sensitives, so they didn't feel any great pain.

Scared and shaky, the girls didn't know what to do. Ahsoka raised her hand drawing their attention. "Everyone please calm down, you're all safe now," she said reassuringly. "We gonna get you out of her, just don't panic." The young human pointed in the direction of the office. "In there you'll find wardrobes with clothes. You can get decent there."

While the girls hurriedly rushed in the office, Ashoka focused on the male clients. "After we leave with the girls you're free to go," she said. "Just don't cause any trouble or my metallic friend over here will be unhappy."

"Correction: On the contrary, I'll be very happy. Query: How are we planning to get out ? Expectation: I hope we can kill more meatbags."

"What about the two Houks at the entrance ?" Ahsoka asked.

"Statement: The doors to this floor are soundproof. The guards don't know what's going on. Query: Should I eliminate them ?"

"Actually I got a better idea," Ahsoka assured with a clever smile. "Can you transmit a message to Grievous ?"

"Confirmation: I can do that."

"Great, tell him that we have found the Jedi Samara Ker and that he needs to quietly make a hole in the booth he's in," Ahsoka asked. "That way we can safely get out of here and bodyguards will not notice that the girls escaped until it's too late."

HK nodded and began establishing a connection. When Ahsoka returned to the office, Samara was already dressed and holding Kaliya in the air with the Force. The woman's eyes were open... and lifeless.

"Why did you kill her ?!" Ahsoka asked loudly running up to the Jedi.

"You don't know what she'd made us do," Samara growled not taking her eyes off the death woman. Ahsoka could feel her anger and lust for revenge. "With those blasted studs, she had total control over our bodies. And we couldn't disobey her and the clients. We saw, heard and felt everything. Every touch, stroke of the whip... kiss and..." The Jedi trailed off with tears running down her cheeks. Ahsoka couldn't really blame her.

"I know that's not the Jedi way, but it's a proper and only justice for her," Samara added whipping off her tears. "She even raped girls that weren't fully grown-up. You wouldn't understand. There was only one punishment for such monster." The Jedi released her Force-grip allowing the death body to fall onto the bed. Even the girls had satisfied looks on their faces seeing Kaliya death.

Ahsoka lowered her gaze. She actually almost got raped on Belsavis, so it wasn't entirely untrue. But she only could imagine how horrible it was.

"I'm sorry Ahsoka," Samara apologized. Ahsoka sighed and nodded hesitantly. "I... understand," she said.

"Do you have any plan to get us out ?" Samara asked changing the topic. The girls turned and were quickly getting dressed in their clothes.

"Yes," Ahsoka replied raising her eyes. "Listen..."

Nar Shaddaa, Corellian Sector, Silk Lekku.

Ahsoka's plan was working very well. Before Grievous cut a hole in the floor just under the booth's table with his lightsaber, he sent Grisho to keep the waitress occupied. Lucky for them the dinner was empty at the moment, so nobody was paying attention to the Muun.

Using the Force, Ahsoka and Samara carefully lifted each girl up allowing Grievous to grab and pull them up. When all eight girls were sitting in the booth, Ahsoka, Samara, and HK jumped up, in turn, grabbing Grievous's hand.

"You were supposed to help only the Jedi," Grievous narrowed his eyes looking at Ahsoka. "And you brought the whole harem here."

"They were all working in the brothel against their will," Ahsoka explained. "I couldn't just leave them there."

Grievous sighted. "Nevermind, all of you, slowly head towards the exit," the Muun ordered.

The girls were more than happy to comply. Grisho was absolutely baffled when he saw eight girls leaving the booth. Grievous, Samara, HK and Ahsoka were right behind them. Ahsoka beckoned him to join them. Just as the Twi'lek was about to approach them, a red lightsaber pierced right through his heart, killing him on the spot. When his lifeless body slumped to the floor, a blue Twi'lek female was standing right behind him with a big, evil smile and a yellow, glowing eyes.

Ahsoka's eyes opened in shock. "Grisho !" She yelled.

"Living so soon ?" The blue Twi'lek asked.


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A/N: Readers, I'm going to stop writing this fanfic for now. I got severe pneumonia and I need to stay in bed for a while. But don't worry, I won't be abandoning this story :)