Author Note: Hello guys, I hope you all are having a good day, I was finally able to get to this chapter, the next should be coming soon.

Now before I begin, I would like to answer the guest review.

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#1: Yes, Now I know what everyone going to say, "We never seen vader have that kind of power," well yes, that's true. but all he really needs to do to blow up a planet is destabilize the planet core and from there it will blow up from the inside, and he could easily do this with the force, just like he did to that imperial captain from the Empire strike back, of course I know there will be people that will fight against that and that find it will not bother me.

#2: No, for now he will still be in his suit, he uses a air tight room that pumps in large amount of oxygen, allowing him to remove his suit, and for on the go all he needs to do is remove his cod piece. but I'm thinking of a ways to fix that, but I don't want to reveal anything yet.

Well that all, hope you all enjoy this new chapter.

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Several hours had passed since the fateful encounter with Darth Vader. The Saiyan women, Tomaria, Caulina, and Carota, each now in their separate rooms, had been given reading materials about the Galactic Empire, its power, influence, and reach in the galaxy. The documents had been thoughtfully translated for them to read and understand. Thanks to them giving samples of there language.

Carota, sitting in her room, scanned over the texts, her Saiyan curiosity piqued by the incredible scope and might of the Empire. She couldn't help but be impressed by the sheer extent of its dominion. The Galactic Empire was unlike anything they had ever encountered in their travels, and the Saiyan women were beginning to grasp the magnitude of this decision they had made.

Eventually, an aide came to lead them to their individual rooms, assuring them that they would have everything they needed to be comfortable. With a nod, the aide informed them, "Darth Vader will come to each of you in person to finalize the arrangements. Rest for now, and prepare yourselves for the path ahead."

Carota, now alone in her room, considered the events of the day. The fate of the Saiyan warriors and their newfound alliance with Lord Vader had taken a surprising turn. It was clear that the challenges they would face in this new galaxy were beyond anything they had encountered before, but the opportunity to secure the future of their proud race was too enticing to ignore. As she waited for Vader's arrival, Carota's thoughts turned to the many unknowns that lay ahead and the role they would play in this vast and powerful Empire.

Carota entered her assigned room, and her eyes were immediately drawn to the new set of clothing that had been laid out for her. The garments were a stark contrast to her usual Saiyan attire. They were finely crafted from luxurious materials, clearly designed to emphasize her feminine qualities.

She couldn't help but smirk as she examined the outfit. It was clear that the intention was to make her more noticeable, to accentuate her features and appeal to Vader. Carota knew that her Saiyan strength and beauty were undeniable, and the clothing only served to enhance her natural allure for Vader.

As she carefully dressed in the elegant attire, Carota couldn't help but feel a newfound confidence in her appearance. The clothing complemented her features, highlighting her strength and grace in a way that was both empowering and intriguing. It was a transformation from her usual battle gear, and she felt herself embracing the change as she prepared to meet with Darth Vader, knowing that the path ahead would be unlike anything she had experienced before.

As Carota adjusted her attire and felt the tail that extended from her lower back, she couldn't help but feel a mixture of excitement and uncertainty about her impending encounter with Darth Vader. She wondered whether she would be the first of her comrades to meet with him, or if she would be the last. The timing of their individual meetings remained shrouded in mystery, adding to the anticipation.

The thought of whether she looked "pretty enough" for Vader to want her was a fleeting concern. Her Saiyan confidence reminded her that her natural allure was undeniable, and the fine clothing she was given only emphasized her beauty and strength. Nevertheless, the nature of the meeting left her with a sense of curiosity and wonder.

As Carota's thoughts swirled in her mind, the door to her room suddenly slid open, and there stood Darth Vader himself. The imposing figure of the Sith Lord filled the doorway, but rather then wearing his armor that she had first seen him in. He now wore dark black robs, that cover most of his body. He removed the hood covering his head to reveal a fair skin face, deep crimson eyes, and short brown hair. His sky blue eyes were magnificent as she coudl lose herself in then.

In that moment, Carota knew that the time had come to face the enigmatic Darth Vader and to determine the role she would play in this new alliance with the Galactic Empire. With a deep breath, she readied herself to meet the imposing Sith Lord and to hear the next steps of their journey.

Carota's heart raced as Darth Vader entered the room. She attempted to engage in small talk, her natural Saiyan confidence temporarily giving way to shyness in the presence of the Sith Lord. However, Vader seemed undeterred, his imposing figure moving closer to her.

In a moment that took her by surprise, he placed a hand gently on her shoulders. It was a subtle yet commanding gesture, and Carota couldn't help but be captivated by the presence of the Sith Lord.

Then, with a flick of his hand, Vader's robe fell seamless from his body, revealing more of him and his body before her. It was a rare sight, she knew and Carota found herself looking at the man's face then his body, his body was pale and scared from unimaginable trauma, pain... and battle.

Carota's gaze fell upon the pale face of Darth Vader as she could now see him more clearly. For a moment, silence hung in the air, and Vader's thoughts raced, uncertain of how she would react to his body and face. His anger simmered just beneath the surface, ready to burst at any moment.

However, before he could voice any frustration or anger, Carota spoke, her voice soft and filled with a sincerity that caught him off guard. "Beautiful."

With those words, she reached up and tenderly touched his pale scared face. The unexpected gesture sent a surge of emotion through Vader. He had long been masked and armored, hiding the human beneath, and her words and touch were a revelation, that few of his lovers ever gave him, he could count only a couple dozen of his lovers that never shyed away from him. Even in this form.

It was a profound moment of connection that transcended appearances for them.

The atmosphere in the room had shifted once more, and the encounter had taken an unexpected turn. Carota's simple yet profound statement had touched a chord within Darth Vader.

Carota's actions were rooted in the culture of the Saiyans, where strength was revered above all else. In the presence of Darth Vader, a figure of immense power and untold battles, and the scars to prove them, her actions were not just a reflection of Saiyan values but a display of her genuine feelings.

As she moved closer to Vader, there was a moment of hesitation, a brief second where time seemed to stand still. Then, with a surge of emotion and determination, she leaned in and gently kissed him.

The kiss was a profound and unexpected connection, a joining of two individuals from vastly different worlds and backgrounds. In that moment, in that room, they were simply two beings who had found understanding and connection in a universe that often lacked both.

Carota had seen the man's strength and power, and her kiss was a silent affirmation of her feelings for the man before her as she felt him warp his arms around her.

She felt strange, beaming with a sheen of sweat despite the cold air. It was hard to think. Hard to think on anything other than.. Vader and what they were about to do. She was never one for sex and love, but now it was all she could think of. It dominated her thoughts. Similar Vader was having almost the same thoughts as her as his cock was quickly rising in the cold room.

"What do you think?"Vader asked, snapping the brunette back to the present-moment. "Are you ready," he asked, as faint drop of sweat upon the side of her brow. Her cheeks were the lightest pink as she stared back into Vader's eyes.

"I...I, yes, I'm ready," she said, as Carota gazed into his face and muscular fram, her mind dwelling on what there about to do. Her body felt hot to the touch, her thighs almost instinctively desiring to rub against one another. Her vision swallowed the sight of Vader's handsome figure. She could say the first time she met him, and his display of power she definitely found him attractive. What Saiyan female wouldn't.

Carots leaned her head back with a sigh, wiping the small sheen of sweat beginning to accrue from her brow. "My, it's so hot," she mumbled, her body remaining red hot, her pussy aching with need. A need both familiar and unfamiliar. It was needy, painful but not entirely unpleasant. She wanted this. Wanted him.

She signed

She closed her eyes lightly, letting her breathe cool her heat and slow the beat of her heart, she will have her chance to have him, and then hopefully they could restart her people once more.

In the absence of calm, though, came something firm - and hard. Her sense of weirdness remained, like something was.. off, wrong. She looked down, at first seemingly unphased by the 10 Inc long cock that was poking at her folds.

Then, it dawned on her.

Her eyes widened.

She needed to have him, and now.

Carota pursed her lips, giving Vader a thoughtful look despite the growing blush upon her cheeks. In doing so her mind allowed itself to sink further into the pit of lust it that was building inside her. It was growing hotter by the second, harder and harder to deny. It was then that she heard him speak, she open her eyes and gazes into his a confident smirk on it, he gave her a answer. "Suck on it."

She gave a smile as she looked into his eyes before slowly getting to her knees, Carota bit her bottom lip, She shivered, coming slowly undone from how sensitive her body was getting, and how hard and long his cock was.

"I... I only done this a few times, and mostly with toys, so I don't know if I could please you correctly,"

Vader smiled as he nodded. "Just do you best, I'm sure I'll enjoy it anyway,"

Carota grew hot from his voice, finding little point in protesting further when she, herself, had wanted this just as bad, if not more. She licked her lips, giving Vader a sultry look as she willingly lowered herself to her knees before him.

"Get ready my Lord, I'm about to begin," She pressed her puckered lips to the crown in a sweet, sultry kiss before enveloping the entire tip with her mouth. Vader bit hard upon his knuckle, the growing over-sensitivity of his appendage proving unbearable. He had to stifle a whine. His eyes glued to the adjacent mirror, the sight of him - with this woman, going down on him. The visage aroused him far, far more than he would ever like to admit. Meanwhile, Carota seem to be in her element, sucking the cock down without a care in the world. Her technique was efficient, elegant. Sloppy but never a mess. Her lips formed a perfect seal around the cock, as her cheeks hollowed in and out with each gulp. The Sith moaned, it felt too good not to voice some ounce of enjoyment.

Carota limit knowledge and practice in sexual things made her at least passing to Vader as she was great at sucking cock, clearly a ton of practice under her belt. She took Vader to the base, her throat welcoming the intrusion with lurid moans and plentiful gargles.

"That's it, that's it," whispered Vader, his hands running through her hair as she relished the feel of getting sucked off.

Carota, similarly, was having the time of her life. Her hands weren't needed for the servicing of Vader's cock. Instead, one tended to the hefty sack beneath it, giving his ballsack a tender squeeze, keeping it all in place as she engulfed the member. While her other hand toyed with the plush feel of her own breasts, the arouse pleasure she was feeling made her own pussy juice leak onto the floor, staining it.

She didn't notice, or perhaps didn't care. All she could relish, aside from the delicious cock in her mouth, was Vader's reactions. He let out deep moans of pleasure as her tongue dance around his length and head.

It was almost too effortless, how cleanly she took his cock down, she may not have a lot of skill in sucking dick. But what did know was enough to get the job done as Vader's breathing grew twice as ragged, his hands bracing against the wall he stood back upon. With his eyes closed, his cheeks a constant rosy-red, he grunted. "I'm going.. I'm.. I'm-"

In lieu of words, Carota offered the kindest response she could: a tender, controlled increase in her motions so as to further her lover to orgasm, her tongue lashing the head of the cock with every withdrawn suck.

Vader came, pleasing Carota greatly with a delicious groan, as the Sith came hard, his world going white for a moment. His entire body convulsed, his throat offering a animalistic growl as his seed was sucked out with devilish glee by his lover. Carota relished the creamy taste of his spunk, familiar yet entirely new. In her haste the brunette had come too, staining her skirt as her pussy gush her juices, sultry pleasure. Her own haggled moans obscured only by the grace of a mouth stuffed full with cock and cum.

They remained like that for a fair bit, basking in the afterglow of having crossed a new threshold. Vader moaned, his cock not flagging in the slightest even as Carota pulled off of it with a loud pop. Lewdly, she gave the sith a view of all the cum she produced. Vader could only grunt and smile, almost proud at what he did to her.

He was not done, not by a long shot, as he hastily got his strength back, he then grab her and then turned her around as suddenly he lifted her skilk dress and press his tip to her entrance, which was completely wet and ready for him. "What are.. wh-"

Vader swallowed, as he prepared his lover for another experience that she was about to experience. In the advent of their new predicament, Vader found only one place that was left to try. Knowing Carota would likely craved it and would want it. He place the tip of his cock head at her entrance, rubbing up and down her pussy lips "You ready?"

"But I've never.."

Vader arched a sharp brow, then smile. "Huh.. well, there's a first for everything!"

With Carota jucice's and his precum having smeared over her tight pussy, Carota shivered as she felt his cock head slowly pierce into her.. Vader prepared himself as well, slathering his cock up and down her lips. "You're going to love it," the sith promised hotly, the whisper causing his lover to shiver as she braced for what was to come.

What followed was an excited, heart-racing tightness. And it was a tight fit; taking ample time before a small discomfort followed. Carota groaned as her defenses were broken down, her walls yielding to Vader's cock.

To his credit, Vader was careful and tentative, loving even when somewhat forceful. She couldn't help but grunt as he thrusted, being Carota's first, giving it to her hard yet still allowing his lover to grow accustomed to the size and feel, it was intoxicating.

Carota hesitated at first, trying to find the words to say. But she managed, her forehead pressed against the wall. "Keep.. keep going.. harder."

Vader grinned, happy to oblige.

Vader gripped Carota's shoulders, his pelvis meeting her shapely ass halfway in a soft, sordid clap. The sith was more than pleased, his lover expertly closing the gap in each, intense thrust. "Dirty girl. Tell me, how dose it feel to be bred like a bitch in heat," Vader moaned.

The brunette tried to stifle her moans but failed as Vader continued to thrust into her, her tentative movements. Her throat expelled a guttural moan as Vader bottomed out in her with each thrust, the cock thrusting her walls. She couldn't take it. Pressed against the wall of the room, her backside eagerly smashed into the pelvis of her lover as she was held close.

Carota relished the feeling of Darth Vader inside her, pressed against the wall, the brunette couldn't hold it in - in two ways; her clothes were a sticky and wet mess in the aftermath of her second, even more intense orgasm. She voiced her pleasure loudly and with panache, surprising even Darth Vader, who happily obliged to her solemn request "Fill me up" with a delighted ending.

He closed the gap, his lower half meeting the brunette's ass in a sharp clap as he came deeply inside her. Carota's eyes rolled, this time to the back of her head. She felt several different emotions in that moment: love, happiness, and excitement.

And they only worked to keep her as horny as she was before. She didn't know what her fellow Saiyans would think, if any were still alive besides the three of them. She didn't know how long their current predicament would last in this galaxy or if it was even permanent. But in that moment, she didn't care. Her mind had been taken in a fit of lust. All she could focus on was the here and now; her pleasure, Vader's pleasure. How good it felt to have been granted a cock. His cock.

Vader drew close, his breath hot against Carota's ear. "Tell me Carota. Are you ready for round two?"

All she could do was to let out another moan, as Vader reentered her, pushing past her walls and thrusting into her again.

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End of Chapter 2

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