Chapter 13 Fourth Sister/Pala Korra

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Guest: yes I do plan on doing a earth in Star Wars story someday, I want to expand the Mistresses of Vader storyline to earth, maybe have some OCs or more the likely add it to crossovers with cartoons, shows and movies, where Vader shows up and beat the bad or good guy and gets the girl. But I'm still thinking about it.

Spectacular webhead 11: yes, I do plan to add Sabé and Dorme, into the mix along with several of the handmaidens, but at the moment I still working on the rest of the other requests that I got, I thinking about working with the new cannon that they been doing, where sabe joins Vader to see about turning him back to good, but for now it will have to wait.

Now with that out of the way I hope you all enjoy this chapter.

Location: Mustafar

Time: 9 BBY

A green skin woman with two small and skinny lekku coming from the back of her head, they fell onto her shoulders as she lay down on her bed. She was in her late-twenties, stunningly beautiful, with dreamy curves and a gorgeous set of tits. At a glance, most would assume her to be a normal alien woman, but the actual fact was, she is an inquisitor of the Galactic Empire.

Her name is Pala Korra and currently she was getting her brains fuck as her master lay atop her, thrusting into her fertile cunt with lewd, noisy, wet smacks. From the green skin woman, soft, gentle moans could be heard. The feeling of his rock hard cock, piercing her body was unbelievable.

His thrusts were hard and rough, as would be expected of her master. He had a hand on each of her exposed breasts, squeezing or kneeling her tits as moans fell freely from her mouth, she felt her body react to his touch.

Pala didn't need to encouraged her master. As she felt him pushed deeper into her, and it was thanks to the room's special equipment that she was allowed place her lips on his. Pala kiss her lips against her master's engaging him in a lewd and sloppy kiss.

She felt his balls slapped against her cunt repeatedly, over and over, seemingly endless in his unending desire for her. She had always felt an attraction to her master, ever since she first met him.

It was almost three years since she first saw him, she was living on a backwater world in the Outer rim world of Adarlon. Back then she was but a working girl, at one of her planet major cites of Belrand.

The place she work at was called Dreamer Star, it was not as good as the Glow Dome. But it was still a good bar and nightclub, one could drink and party to there heart content, and if one had the money they could also participate in there adult activities.

This was where she met him, or more accurately the place his Stormtroopers found her.

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Location: Adarlon

Time: 13BBY

She slumped in her uncomfortable booth in Dreamer Star, her shift had only started 10 minutes ago, when the Imperials arrive. The music in the bar went silent as the crowd watch the Imperials enter. They don't say a word as they quickly make there way towards her little corner of the room.

The owner of the Star a one name Sasha Redwind a green skin twi'lek, begins shouting at them when they move to arrest her, they ignore her as Sasha shoulders slumped down, it looked like she was going to do something as she reach for something under the counters but then after a moment decides against it as she then looks at her with as much maternal affection as is possible for her, something that confuses her for a moment. But then leaves her mind as the Imperials finally arrive at her booth.

She felt their gloved hands around her upper arms, as Sasha curses and threatens them. They ignore her. Everyone else in the hall is either too surprised or terrified to move.

Her boots hit the sand outside, dragging and kicking, fighting them every step. She suspect there's been mistaken and they were looking for someone else. But then it was imperials it probably didn't really matter who they take. They'll torture and kill her anyway. Fear burn her throat in that moment.

It didn't take them long for her to be place in a chair on the shuttle and then up towards there capital ship hovering over Adarlon, she was then led down a long gray corridor. By this time she'd had already given up fighting. There was nowhere to run, she was alone.

None of the Stormtroopers say anything as they take her further in, until they stop in front of a pair of large metal doors. The doors hiss open and they push her in, but they do not follow her in. She turn around quickly, but the door seals shut behind her. The room is white and feels cold and clinical. The lighting is too bright for comfort. Pala turns away from the door shaking because now she was really alone. The room is empty except for a chair against the far wall. Sitting in the chair is a man that anyone that grew up in the Empire would recognize. In the moment her stomach is tight and cold with terror. She was very certain she was are going to die here, alone and forgotten.

The rasp of his breathing fills the room, like some kind of dark void, it covers every inch of the room in his voice. As she continues to stare at him she believes he's staring at her. But it is impossible to tell behind the lenses of his dark mask.

Then he speaks. His voice is somehow horrible and alluring at the same time. He says, "You will be paid,"

It only takes her a moment to grasp his meaning. But then something unexpected happens, her body begins to feel hot and unbearable, she begins suspect this was his doing somehow, she had heard stories of his strange powers from passing smugglers or Imperials officers that would sometimes talk to her, after a rough day at work. But she didn't have time to think on this for long.

As her palms leave sweaty prints on the door behind her, as she tries to balance herself as her breathing becomes harsh and irregular. Not giving her a moment to herself he speak again. As he says, "Remove your clothes,"

His voice is strangely calm, but also forcefully as she find herself removing her clothes, she feel slightly calmer. She's stripped for plenty of faceless men in her young life, and he will be no different...or so she told herself. Professionalism sets in and her hands are steady as she unbutton the rather sheer tunic she was wearing. When it hits the floor she bends over to pull her tight breeches off, once they off and her boots removed she found the floor cold, matching the rest of the room.

Then she straighten as she is now was completely naked. She never really bothered with underwear. Her skinny lekku are short and barely touch her shoulders allowing her breast to be seen by him, she then look at him without really seeing him, trying to pretend that he was just another smuggler or regular Imperial.

She was only able to take a step toward him, before he raises a black-gloved hand. "No," he says. "Stay there,"

This forced her to keep quiet. As then he says, "Play with yourself,"

A look of surprised is shown on her face, not because this is the first time she received such a request, but because it suggests that he will not be touching her. Thoughts begin wonder if he was unable to perform. The rasping of his mask would seem to imply that he can't.

He doesn't move to touch himself either, which is unusual. Instead she uses the sound of his breathing as a rhythm. She runs the tip of her tongue along her fingers, gliding them through her smooth head and down to her breasts. She pinches her nipples roughly and gasp as they harden. Then she slide her fingertips down the center of her body, past her navel to the smooth area of her folds.

She close her eyes as she then teases the lips of her wet folds with feather-light strokes, before spreading them so he can see. Her moans fall freely from her mouth as he watches her.

Then something tightens in her mind, as she felt her body heat up. The room is no longer cold but warm as her planet sun. She then smell the rich scent of warm leather around her and gasp as her skin tingles, hyper-sensitive. She doesn't dare open her eyes.

Her mind was overwhelmed with emotions as she tried to peace together what was going on, she knew he must still be across the room as she hadn't heard him move from his spots. She could even hear him from afar. But then she felt him, around her, his touch is unlike anything she had every experienced. Her skin is hot and heavy as sweat began heat up as her hand travels down towards her wet folds.

She didn't need to fake a moan as she touch herself. She didn't hear him stand up. But she still felt his presence near her, In the back of her mind. The sensation was foreign to her, terrifying and electric. There was an eerie feeling in the back of her mind that he is using her own hands, feeling whenever she touch her skin.

Her mind was so overwhelmed by this strange arousal that she come the instant her fingers touch her clit. She sank to her knees, biting back a sob. Her cheeks are wet and salty with tears of humiliation and need. But despite that she wanted more of it, she needed more.

"Open your eyes," he commands, and she found herself obeying.

And once she did, she was no longer in the ugly white, square room anymore. She found herself kneeling on a bed covered in soft, black sheets. As she turns to look where the man sate, she found herself not staring at that hard, black mask, but into deep sky-blue eyes of a young man. He is sitting in a plush gray chair watching her, naked from the waist up. He is handsome in a wicked, arrogant sort of way. His hair is dark blond, curling softly around his shoulders. He is all strong muscle and tanned skin. He is so handsome that it takes her breath alway just looking at him.

He crosses the room in long strides, purposefully, and without warning catches her in a crushing kiss. His tongue is in her mouth, invasive. Her fingers catch the helms of his loose black pants and push them down his hips. He kicks them away. She break this kiss and bend down to service him, as is expected, but he takes both of her soft and skinny lekku in one hand and pulls up as he takes her mouth roughly back to his.

She was afraid because she wants him so badly she was no longer thinking like a whore but like a woman. But thankfully she didn't have to wait long as the young man covers her with his body, pressing her back into the sheets.

The young man's chest is warm and smooth when it brushes her hard nipples. She wraps her arms around his shoulders as he eases her back. His hands hook around her thighs, spreading her legs and tilting her hips upwards. He wraps her legs high around his waist and pushes into and then thrust forward.

A half startled scream escapes from her throat. But was stop by his lips. Her pussy was aching with need, and her hands scramble for purchase on his now sweaty shoulders as he pushes into her. He is rough and hard. He is fucking her like a man that was looking for water as she angle her hips so he can reach her deeper.

Normally now she would be talking dirty to clients by this stage, help them along, lie and tell them how wonderful they are, how much she wanted this. But now that it was true the words couldn't even leave her throat.

Her legs then completely wrapped around his waist, preventing him from moving back, he didn't care as she simply thrusted harder. She knew her folds were going to be bruised in the morning. But she didn't care. Roughly he palms one of her breasts, squeezing hard but deliciously so. She then began to fell the beginnings of an orgasm overtake her.

They were both so slick with sweat that only her nails, buried in the skin of his shoulders, kept her from sliding apart. His wet hair is plastered against her cheek as she breathe him in, the smell was something, it was so masculine and sweaty and strong, it was breathtaking.

His rhythm begins to falters. He plants his hands on either side of her head and arches upward, his brow was strained and sweat was beginning to fall as his jaw clenched, his eyes closed. He is the most powerful thing she had ever seen and felt.

At the same time, she felt herself begging to reach her own climax, moans leaves her mouth as she squeeze her eyes closed, riding out the shockwaves. As they finish all she could feel was bliss, his strong muscle arms still wrapped around her as she slowly fell into slumber.

When she woke up, she found herself back inside the cold and white room, her body dripping with sweat. Her legs and back and a small ache between her legs, her hair hangs in matted strands around her face.

She wasn't given a moment to take in her surroundings once more as the doors open and stepping in was him, he wore his black armor cloths, his dark mask was still striking to look at as he started at her.

Before she could speak a word he raised a hand and he began to speak, he told her as she was being brought to him, he secretly hand her scan, this was to test if she hand any STDs and ect, but it wasn't until after there night together that her blood revealed her to be force-sensitive.

Being from a outer rim world and away from the wars of the clone wars, she didn't have much knowledge of the Jedi and there ways, so it was understandable that she didn't know she was also a force-sensitive, he told her all about what it meant and what her future could be if she decided to join him, seeing no other choice as she imagined if she said no he would be force to kill her, she quickly accepted his offer, and from that point onward her life change.

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Pala, arch upwards as she felt her climax came, she also felt her core warm as her master also finished inside her, that was also another common thing that he did, of course not just her, but others, she had yet to meet them all, but she was pretty sure her master had several woman that he shared his bed with, and most likely each of them were also pregnant with his child or already given birth to them.

But at the moment, she didn't care about the others, what she cared now was that she loved the feeling of his warmth, as it enter her womb. She was more then likely pregnant once again. This would be her third pregnancy. And she was happily thinking of a new name for the baby.

As she thought this, she felt his hand touch her cheek, turning to face him she saw his blue eyes staring at her, she simply gave him a smile.

"I think I'm pregnant again, master," said Pala, a smile on her face.

"Good, another child, I'm very happy, Pala, you've have done good today," said Her master as she let his arms wrap around her green body, her eyes quickly closed as she fell asleep.

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9 months later

She done it, she had given birth to triplets, one boy and two girls, she had just given birth 8 hours ago, she was given a chance to see them, but she had to let the docs look at them, after that she rested, only waking up once her master came to tell her that all three were in good health.

Once that was done she was allowed to see them, they all had her green skin, but rather then lekku, they had sandy blond hair and bright blue eyes, they all looked beautiful, she already had there names pick out.

"The boy shall be named, Adam," as she said this the boy open his eyes revealing his sky blue eyes to his parents. "The oldest girl shall be lilith," as Pala finished the girl open her eyes to reveal once again sky blue eyes, she reach for her brother right arm as she gave a small cry, Pala thought this was cute as she turn to her youngest daughter. "The second girl and youngest will be Eve," and just like her sister Lilith, she to reach out for her older brother, holding onto his left side as all three siblings were held by their mother.

Vader stood to the side as she saw this, he said nothing as all he did was simply nod. "They are good names, they shall make powerful force sensitives in the future, but for the time now, they will need there mother," and with that he took his leave.

Pala was now alone, with her three new born children, she was going to need to introduce the other soon.

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End of chapter 13

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