Felicia and Catlula hastily walked through the halls of the base leading to their room. The twi'lek rubbed the area between her lekku and head, where her head hit the floor. She looked at her friend, whose head and naked body faced forward. The blonde's face expressed extreme anger and bitterness while her movements preached her determination to reach safety.

As the girls walked, male Imperials amused themselves by staring at Felicia's exposed body. Her tits bounced with each hurried motion, and her plump ass cheeks rubbed together as her thighs moved. The sex-deprived men stood, tempted by the fruit as it passed them before they could act. Felicia only focused on what stood ahead of her, expecting attention. Catlula pitied her friend but knew she could not fix her problems.

Eventually, the girls entered their room, and Catlula locked the door to sever them from the mess.

Catlula said as she felt her head, "I think we are safe."

Felicia walked toward the closet and angrily replied as her plump ass cheeks rubbed against each other, "Good. If only that could be the case everywhere in this fucking base. It is almost like my body has a sign that says, 'Do as you may with me'. Sometimes, I feel like the only solution is to take matters into my hands."

Catlula's face presented her confusion, and she asked, "What do you mean by that?"

The blonde looked back at the twi'lek as she rummaged through her underwear drawer and answered, "I want to go after the source of our issues, The Empire."

The statement shocked the twi'lek, and she replied, "That seems a bit drastic, doesn't it?"

Felicia grabbed a bra and panties but dropped them after Catlula spoke. Then, she lashed out at the twi'lek, yelling, "I am not being 'drastic'! The Empire allowed this to happen to me! Besides, what grounds do you have to stand on in discrediting my trauma."

The girl's anger angered the twi'lek, and Catlula yelled, "Two senior officers raped me earlier today!"

Once Catlula spouted out those words, she knew the box could not close. Felicia stood shocked, mouth agape, and tears welled up in the twi'lek's eyes.

The blonde asked, "When?"

Catlula answered, trying to stay strong, "I visited one of the prisoners in our holding facility, and they attacked me, raping me against the bars."

Felicia bent over, picked up her underwear, and replied, concerned, "Why didn't you tell me earlier? I could have helped you."

Catlula shook her head as she walked to her bed and sat down. Then, she said, "What could you have done to help me? I had already suffered by that point."

The blonde covered her pussy with her panties and replied, "I could have helped you get revenge on the officers who did this to you. We must take a stand against the Empire for what they allowed to happen to us."

The twi'lek replied with her chin in her hand, "I have more potential in the orderly Empire than I have in going against it. I would be nothing without it."

Felicia put her bra on and sat on her bed. Then, she said, "I see where you are coming from, but what is the point of potential when everything you are is controlled by those around you?"

Catlula thought about the question for about a minute before saying, "No matter how much they control us, we will still have our minds."

Suddenly, the girls heard a knock on the door and a man yelling, "General Ackerson is dead! Captain Catlula, you must appear at a meeting in the war room immediately!"

The news shocked the twi'lek, whose heart sunk and eyes watered in mourning. Then, Catlula rushed to the closet as tears streamed down her face.

Felicia saw the sorrow in her friend's face and said, "I'm sorry for your loss."

Catlula hastily dressed in her uniform and replied, "Thank you, Felicia. I'll tell you about the meeting when I get back." Then, she left the room.

The twi'lek thought about Ackerson's death as she walked through the halls: "He cannot be dead. He wouldn't leave me here like this. He was supposed to be my guide through this harsh world. What will happen to me now?"

When Catlula reached the war room, she opened the door and saw many human male Imperial officers sitting at a large circular table. Then, she saw one of the Imperials, who raped her in the front of the room. Catlula scoffed upon seeing the man and sat at an open spot at the table.

The man at the front of the room said, "Welcome. My name is General Wencor. I will be in charge of the base after the assassination of General Ackerson."

The twi'lek thought, "They would never give this man this power if they knew how much of a monster he was."

Wencor looked at Catlula and stated, "Ackerson's funeral will happen a week from now. We will respect his memory throughout my rule over this base. He was a great man, and I hope to be half the man he was."

Catlula thought, "Says the man who raped his adopted daughter."

The new general finished the meeting by saying, "I hope I can serve this base as its new leader, but I also expect respect from all of you. You are all excused to return to your regular duties."

Everyone stood up from their seats, and Catlula thought as she followed the crowd, "That rapist will never get any respect from me."

She walked back to her room, bitter about the decisions of the meeting. Then, she opened the door to see Felicia, still in her underwear.

Catlula walked into the room and sat on her bed, and the blonde asked, "What did you learn from the meeting?"

The twi'lek replied, "The man who raped me is in charge of the base."

Before Felicia could respond, the girls heard a knock at the door again. Catlula answered the door and saw a death trooper. The pitch-black armor intimidated the women.

The soldier firmly said, "The general wants to see Felicia."

The blonde nervously replied, "I need to get dressed first."

The death trooper looked at Felicia and said, "I do not care. He wants to see you now."

The blonde replied, "Fine.", walked to the death trooper, and left to room.

Felicia's skimpily-clad appearance caught the attention of many passersby, but the presence of the death trooper stopped them from doing anything.

When the blonde reached the general's room, Wencor's eyes filled with lust. Felicia ignored the man's expression and sat across from him at his desk.

The man said, "I did not expect you to come to me like this, but it is a welcome surprise."

Felicia sighed and asked with hostility, "What do you want?"

Wencor laughed at the girl's anger and replied, "Not much, darling."

Then, he swiftly brandished his blaster pistol, pointed it at the blonde's head, and pulled the trigger.