PADME IN THE PALACE CHAPTER 12: a slave's respite
Later…
Padme hobbled through the halls, naked but for her giant, padded diaper, plastic panties and nipple tassels. She could not believe what had just happened to her. She had been raped by that disgusting slug. She thought back to his skin, the taste of his slime, the disgusting touch, the tingling feeling of his penis inside of her…
"No, I won't think of that!" she shouted to no one in particular as she walked, her huge diaper crinkling as she walked.
She refused to think of anything relating to sex with Jabba, although wearing a giant diaper that was forced onto her by him made that almost impossible. Especially since the juices from his massive cock were soaking into the soft, absorbent interior of her diaper and making it soggy and heavy. Suddenly, Padme felt a familiar sensation of tightness within her.
"Oh god no…please hold on, body…" she begged as she crossed her legs. "…please hold on…"
It was no use. Her bowels and bladder were released, both having been loosened from her rape almost an hour ago and she quickly squatted down, her diaper becoming filled with feces and soaked through. She sighed and sobbed in disgust, knowing she could not change it herself because of the alarm built into the plastic cover. Padme waddled down the hall, feeling disgusting with the feel of her own waste inside her full, soaking-wet diaper.
"A-Azura?" Padme called out desperately as she walked through the halls. "A-Azura, where a-are you?"
The palace was dark and nearly-empty. Apparently most everyone had gone home. Padme continued walking through the halls in her huge, padded diaper and plastic panties, her feet shaking with every step. She felt an itching sensation make itself known on her bottom and crotch, and knew she was in for an uncomfortable rash. Padme sighed and sat down, trying hard to get comfortable as she shivered and shook from her violation. She sobbed and broke down crying, wrapping her arms around her barely-covered breasts and burying her head in her arms as she sat in her full diaper, trying hard to shove down the memories of her violation where they would never resurface. Suddenly, a cry of alarm rang out from a hallway near the slave's quarters.
"A-Azura, is that y-you?" Padme called out, running through the halls in her filthy, full diaper. "Please, I n-need you…"
She turned around, looking from place to place as her nipple tassels swung around. The sound had come from a room where the only door was thick strands of beads hung over the doorway, and the scent of lovely jasmine drifted from it. Padme paused for a moment and looked, staring through the makeup that had run over her eyes. Azura was there, but so was somebody else.
"Azura…?" Padme asked as she looked closer.
Azura was naked, chained to the ceiling by her wrists and resting on her knees in a thick pile of pillows. A nude human male knelt behind her, holding her lekku in his hands and thrusting into her from behind. At first, Padme though she was being raped like she had been just hours earlier, but after seeing the look of rapture of Azura's face and the gentle looks she had when the man came inside of her, she knew it was totally consensual. Padme stood still, transfixed. She had never seen two people having sex before in her entire life. Her only experience had been with Anakin, and now Jabba's brutal rape. She turned around in her huge, full diaper, not noticing the fanciful wind chimes behind her which clanked and jingled when she ran into them. Azura's eyes snapped open as she saw Padme watching them, gasping as the man turned and looked too. Padme turned away in shame and ran, her diaper squelching with every step as the waste contained within leaked out into her plastic panty. She felt so ashamed, violating their privacy. Wasn't that what Jabba did? She couldn't bear the thought.
"Padme, wait!" Azura called out as she ran naked through the halls, grabbing the diapered queen as she tried to run farther. "It's okay, I'm not mad at you."
"I-I'm so s-sorry!" Padme cried, her diaper crinkling loudly. "I didn't m-mean to intrude, I j-just needed to find you a-and I h-heard you-"
Azura kissed Padme and held her close, pulling her to the wall near the pleasure room she had shared with the man.
"It's okay, it's not like there's much privacy here anyway." She said as she patted Padme's swollen diaper. "I take it you needed changing?"
Padme nodded, her teary eyes closing in utter shame.
"Come here, I'll change you." Azura said as she pulled out a folding table from the side wall and carefully instructed Padme to lay down upon it, returning to her room and coming out with a box of the giant diapers. "Now open your legs, mommy's here."
Padme lay out flat on the table to be changed in public for anyone who passed by to see, lying flat as Azura slid her plastic panty off and unwrapped her diaper.
"D-Do I have any D-Diaper R-Rash?" Padme asked, shuddering.
"Yes, quite a bit, I'm afraid." Alusia said as she lifted Padme's legs. "Hold still please."
Alusia rubbed Padme's bottom clean and threw away the filthy diaper, rinsing out the plastic panties as a pair of female figures made themselves known as she squinted in the dim light. It was Alusia and Ruby, who looked at her in pity.
"Mommy, the queen's diaper is being changed." Ruby said as she looked curiously at Padme. "Was I changed like that as a baby?"
Padme couldn't stand it anymore, she burst out in tears, sobbing and screaming as Azura finished rubbing her down with the same awful-smelling cleanser she usually used, powdering her down with lovely-scented powders like an infant and rubbing diaper cream all over her rash-covered bottom to keep the skin from drying out. Alusia walked forwards, her pregnant belly pressing into Padme as her red pregnancy bikini became etched in Padme's mind.
"Oh, dear heart, it's okay." Alusia said as she kissed Padme's face like a mother comforting her children. "Be strong, we've got you."
"Here you go, highness." Azura said as she wrapped a fresh diaper over her crotch. "All clean."
"What happened?" Alusia said as her swollen breasts and belly pressed into Padme's body as the topless queen shakily put her plastic panties back on.
"He-he raped m-me." Padme said as she shook and shuddered in her new diaper.
"What's raped?" Ruby asked curiously.
"She was…brutally hurt by the master." Alusia said as she bent over, wincing slightly from the weight of her womb as she picked up Ruby. "Come on Ruby, let's not bother the queen anymore."
"I'M NOT A QUEEN!" Padme screamed at the top of her lungs, her frustration coming out as she sobbed and screamed loudly at the sight of the young girl being held, feeling absolutely infantile. "I'm nothing, just a slave, a slut, a…a…Kun'chee."
She buried her face in her hands and cried loudly, laying on her back in her gigantic diaper and crying her eyes out as her bare breasts shook from her convulsions.
"Padme, you are a lot more than that." Azura said as she pulled Padme upright, laying on her lap and staring into her eyes. "You are a strong woman. I didn't endure half of what you have endured when I was first bought by Jabba."
She kissed Padme, making a warmth spread through the topless queen's body. Padme kissed her back, desperately kissing and caressing her for some form of loving contact as her bottom felt soft and comfortable again, the rash subsiding.
"Azura, love, are you coming back?" a slightly accented male voice said as the beads around the pleasure room jingled.
"Coming, Xandar!" Azura said as she climbed off of Padme's lap, squeezing her hands. "Alusia, will you please take Padme to the throne room?"
Alusia nodded as she walked forward, her swollen, pregnant belly making it difficult for her to walk. She took Padme by the hand and led her out of the room in her huge, padded diaper, with Ruby close behind.
"You're a very strong woman, Padme." She said as she winced, grasping her belly.
"Are you okay?" Padme asked, glancing at the woman's pregnant form.
"Its fine, just some pains." Alusia said as she turned around. "Ruby, come along now!"
Ruby ran after them, looking at Padme as she walked in her gigantic diaper.
"You're really strong, and pretty too." She said to Padme, hugging her as she walked hand in hand with Alusia. "When I grow up, I want to be just like you, queen Amidala."
Padme's heart fluttered at that last word as she limped into the throne room, Alusia and Ruby letting her go at the gates.
"Master, your slave girl is returned." Alusia said as she walked away, clutching her belly.
Jabba laughed as the crowd cheered and chuckled, Padme slowly walking to the throne in her absolutely enormous diaper and plastic panties that made her waddle.
"Have you learned you are mine now, my queen?" Jabba asked.
Padme nodded, walking towards the throne and climbing onto it as her chains were attached to her collar again and handed to Jabba, who then pulled her diapered body onto the throne.
"Then from now on, you belong to me." Jabba said as he clutched her breasts in his hands. "No more defiance, you are mine."
"Yes, master…" Padme said, her spirit breaking. "…your slave will obey."
"Azura!" Jabba called out. "Clean your lord and his slave."
Azura nodded and walked forward with sponges and buckets, scrubbing Padme down as she shuddered in fear. The queen's skin was then dried off and rubbed with oils that smelled of flowers, while her hair was washed and combed. Her fingernails and toenails were filed and she was oiled up like a porn star as the girls reapplied her makeup to make her look even more whorish than before, with eyeshadow and blush and so much lipstick Padme could easily pass as a stripper.
"There you go, all set!" Azura said, rubbing her chastity bikini. "You look lovely, highness."
Padme knew she looked like a slut and a diaper porn model, but she smiled and kissed Azura's hand in gratitude. The court was clearing out due to the lateness of the day, most of them unrolling sleeping bags and things. Padme had no idea what time it was due to the lack of windows or even clocks, depriving her of her sense of time. She leaned against Jabba as he pulled her onto his body, her bare flesh sticking to his skin.
"Sleep, my lovely." Jabba said as he clutched her now-clean diaper. "I will have much for you to do in the morning."
Padme prayed to herself as she sat diapered on the throne, knowing she was doomed. She leaned back against Jabba, feeling her mind enter REM state due to her exhaustion. Her skin stuck fast to Jabba, but she didn't care. Her giant diaper crinkled due to her plastic panties, the sound comforting her to sleep as she drifted off to a deep slumber.
"Anakin, please." She prayed as her mind drifted off to sleep. "I need you."
She then fell back, knowing she was all alone. Her diaper crinkled again and she cried herself to sleep, tear-stained eyes closing of their own accord. She was broken.
Meanwhile…
Anakin flinched as he walked through beggar's canyon, the last stop Padme had informed him of. He felt something, something familiar. What was it? He listened carefully as his robes fluttered slightly, his senses reaching out for the familiar voice of his wife in his mind…
"Anakin, please." The voice said. "I need you."
It was a small voice, broken-down and humiliated, the kind of voice he had heard in his youth belonging to poor women with no way out of the horrible existence of forced prostitution. To think this voice came from his strong, beautiful Padme…
"Master, I think I've located the queen." Anakin said on his comlink as he walked onto a swoop bike parked next to a rock pile. "She's nearby, I only need to trace her location."
"Be careful, Anakin. Don't make a move until I get there." Obi-Wan's voice said over the comlink. "We need to assess the situation."
"I'm sorry, master, I can't afford inaction right now. The queen is in anger!" Anakin said, his fear clouding his judgment as his mind's eye saw his wife, naked and abused, laying on the floor.
"Anakin don't be imp-!"
Anakin cut him off, shutting off the comlink and jumping onto his swoop.
"I'm coming, Padme." He said as he sped towards jundland. "Don't be afraid."
To be continued…