Hand of the Emperor (Star Wars)

Hand of the Emperor (Star Wars)

Commission (Parts 1-3)

Themes: Master/Slave, Dom/Sub, Breeding

Summary: Mara Jade returns to her Master after a successful mission and reaps her Just Reward. Her Master being Luke Skywalker, Emperor of the Galaxy that is.

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Part 1:

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A red head dressed all in black makes her way down the main corridor of the Imperial Palace, confidence and surety in her every step. She passes by pair after pair of crimson robed Imperial Guards, but none of them make any move to stop her or impede her progress. Eventually, Mara Jade, the Emperor’s Hand, arrives at the end of the hallway, just in time for the doors to the Imperial Throne Room to open for her.

Stepping into the throne room, Mara stops and glances at the guards on either side of her, before looking forward to the throne at the other end of the room.

“Your Majesty.”

“Mara... leave us.”

To their credit, the Imperial Guards don’t hesitate to obey their Emperor. Whether they have their own thoughts about leaving their Master alone with Mara Jade or not, it matters little. The Emperor’s Will is absolute, and so they obey instantly, turning and departing through the door behind her.

Once they’re gone, Mara licks her lips... and begins to strip as she walks forward. Pulling down zippers, unbuttoning buttons, and shucking off her black clothing piece by piece, the gorgeous, lithe red head strips down to her birthday suit, removing every stitch of clothing from her body until she has absolutely nothing on but what she was born with.

She hits the bottom of the stairs leading up to her Master’s dais just as she’s removing her last boot, and happily drops to her hands and knees, crawling the rest of the way to the Emperor and his throne. Green eyes glittering with lust and delight, she kneels between his legs and bows her head in submission.

“Master.”

A shiver runs down Leia Organa’s spine as she feels him approaching her cell at long last. She’s never actually been trained in the ways of the Force, mostly because to open oneself up to the Force was to open oneself up to the Darkness that pervaded the entire galaxy. If she’d been trained, the Sith would have been able to find her all the easier. Darth Vader and the Emperor would have known her for what she was the moment she set foot in the Senate.

Or so she’d been told. Part of her had to wonder, especially in times like these, if her lack of training was more of a detriment than a boon. Sure, this wasn’t the worst set of circumstances she’d found herself in... her stay on the Death Star came to mind. But at the same time, there was something much more... Final about this imprisonment. More final than even the destruction of her planet and her being slated to be executed.

Before she can think on that feeling any longer, the door to her cell slides open. Leia lifts herself up off of the uncomfortable slab of a bed and stands tall, even as Luke steps in with a smile on his face... and burning embers in his yellow Sith Eyes.

“Luke.”

His smile widens ever so slightly at that.

“Leia... sister. Reunited at last.”

Stiffening, Leia’s lips thin out. She wants to ask after Winter. To find out what he’s done to the woman who Leia considers to be her ACTUAL sibling in all but blood. But she’s afraid that will provoke him. She’s also afraid of what he might tell her, truth be told...

Stepping forward, the Emperor... her brother reaches out, causing Leia to flinch and him to pause as he tilts his head to the side and lets out a soft sigh.

“You’re afraid of me. Even now.”

Feeling a little indignant, Leia can’t help but scowl.

“Especially now, ‘brother’. You are the Emperor of an Empire I’ve spent my entire life trying to topple. And I am your prisoner. Are you saying I should not be frightened? Are you trying to convince me that you only have my best intentions at heart?”

Luke, to Leia’s surprise, beams at her.

“Of course. I’ve always had your best intentions at heart. That’s why I’ve had you... brought to me. That’s why I’ve come before you now. Leia... I want to offer you your heart’s desire.”

Leia’s heart pangs at that, her first thought of home. Of Alderaan. Gone now. Destroyed. Her parents, for all that they were adoptive, dead. He couldn’t give her what her heart truly desired. Which meant...

“That’s right, Leia. I want to make you Supreme Chancellor... of a reformed and reinstated Galactic Senate.”

Shooting her brother a look at that, Leia grits her teeth.

“First of all... stay out of my head. Second of all... bullshit. Sith don’t give up power. Not under any circumstances.”

That gets a sigh from her brother, who shakes his head and runs a hand through his sandy blonde hair. Then, he throws her a roguish sort of grin.

“Careful now, Leia. Only Sith deal in absolutes. You and I might be closer than you think. Still, you’re not wrong... the Empire wouldn’t be going away, obviously. Neither would my position as Emperor. But... I’m not nearly as interested in the micromanaging of my predecessor. Palpatine went out of his way to make the galaxy a darker place on both a macro and micro level. He spread as much pain and suffering as he needed to in order to increase his own power, the old fart.”

That made a worrying amount of sense. The parts about Palpatine anyways. The Empire was so poorly ran it felt like it had always had a sort of... design behind its mismanagement. But then, by that same token...

“And you don’t, Luke? You don’t want to make the galaxy a darker place to increase your power like he did? I find that hard to believe.”

At that... at that, her cell gets darker. Leia shudders as power cascades over her, forcing her to stumble back and take a heavy seat on the edge of the slab behind her. A sinister chuckle comes from the young Emperor’s lips.

“Believe what you like, sister. But believe this... I have no need for Palpatine’s paltry and pathetic methods of gaining power. I’m already as powerful as I need to be.”

She believes that truth be told. She can FEEL it after all. Though, just when it’s beginning to truly get overwhelming, Luke pulls back his presence, leaving Leia to gasp as she catches her breath.

“The offer is genuine, Leia. Accept and you will be named Supreme Chancellor of a new Galactic Senate. You will have the full backing of the Empire in whatever initiative you deem fit. You can even change things back to the way they were before our birth if you like. Bring back the Republic in all but name. Get rid of slavery. Get rid of all of the racism, all of the prejudice, all of the discrimination. Agree to be my Supreme Chancellor and you will have my support in whatever you decide to do.”

It sounded too good to be true. Which meant it almost certainly was. Luke might be her brother, but he was also a Sith. She knew she couldn’t trust him. At the same time... she saw no reason to beat around the bush.

“What’s the catch, Luke? There’s always a catch.”

The Sith Emperor is silent for a moment... before sighing out a single word that fills the room and fills Leia’s mind.

“Submission.”

A shiver runs down Leia’s back and the corner of Luke’s mouth quirks up.

“Don’t make your choice just yet, Leia. Let me show you the cost, I suppose. But in the end... I think you’ll find that it’s a small price to pay for happiness.”

With that, the door to her cell slides open once more, admitting two more women to the increasingly cramped space. Leia stiffens as Mara Jade, the woman who caught her and Winter in the first place, steps inside. Dressed in black leather straps that leave little to the imagination and bare her breasts and crotch in their entirety, the beautiful red head gives Leia a wolfish grin as she steps up to Luke’s right-hand side, posing herself next to him.

However, Leia barely has time to react to Mara’s presence before she registers who the second woman is. Winter, dressed in lacy white lingerie that stands in stark contrast to Mara’s black leathers in both color and aesthetic, strides up onto Luke’s left side, giving Leia a wanton and eager grin as she also poses herself by the Emperor. The Emperor and his two women... except that shouldn’t have been possible. Winter was tougher than Leia herself. Always had been.

“Winter... what have you done to her?”

Before Luke can answer, Winter leans forward and pipes up.

“He showed me the Truth, Leia. He showed me how good it feels to submit. And most importantly of all... he showed me how deeply unhappy I was. And how unhappy you are too.”

Winter’s smile broadens and she reaches up and runs her hands up and down her own body in a way that makes Leia blush profusely. Winter... Leia couldn’t lie and say they hadn’t ever experimented. But that didn’t change how horrifying this situation was.

Tears well up in Leia’s eyes as she glares at Luke, feeling angrier than she’s ever felt in her entire life. Which is saying something because... once again, the Death Star and Alderaan had been a thing. But as terrible as that all was, as much as that had made her hate the Empire all the more... Winter had been one of the small bright spots that had pulled her through it. And Luke... Luke might have been a Sith, but he was still her brother. She’d still held hope he could be redeemed. Now though?

“... Monster. How could you ever think I would agree to anything, when you’ve done this to Winter? You’ve stripped her of her free will and I’m just supposed to accept that?!”

His yellow eyes still blazing yellow, Luke smiles and shakes his head.

“I haven’t taken her Free Will away from her, Leia. I’ve merely opened her mind to reality. She truly is happier now. Not because I’m forcing her to be happy, but because she’s no longer burdened as she once was. And you don’t have to worry... because I fully intend to relieve you of your burdens as well.”

Leia’s eyes widen at that, but before she can react, Luke already has her in his grasp. First, he catches her with the Force, stopping her in her tracks and completely immobilizing her. Then, he steps forward and places his hands on her head directly, splaying gloved fingers across her brow and temple and through her hair.

She tries to fight it as best she can. The one thing she knows how to do, just barely, is defend. She brings up as many walls as she can... but to no avail.

“Still so raw, Leia. Untrained. They were fools to utilize you the way they did... but I suppose in the end, it’s a good thing. Less bad habits to unlearn.”

He worms his way past her walls like they aren’t even there. His Darkness pervades every last bit of her mind just as it had pervaded the cell earlier. But this time, Luke doesn’t stop. He doesn’t pull back. They’re connected and Leia shudders as she feels him reaching in, grasping deep. A single tear leaves her eye as she closes them tightly shut, anticipating the manipulation of her mind, the loss of her sense of self.

Except... it never comes. Instead... instead Luke pulls up HER Force Sense. He opens it wide, like a dam breaking. Leia gasps as she feels... everything for the first time. The Force is beautiful... and so gloriously Dark.

Except, the Dark doesn’t have to be a bad thing, Leia quickly realizes. She feels Luke... but she also feels Mara and Winter. Mara’s love for her Master... and for her husband, is so intense. Leia hadn’t even known the Emperor and his Hand were married. But she can sense it between them, just like she can feel that Mara’s devotion and adoration extend so far beyond marriage it’s not even funny.

And then there’s Winter. She IS happy, to Leia’s shock. Of course, given Leia’s lack of training, she can’t tell what Luke has actually done. All she knows is that Winter’s mind is technically her own... and the white-haired woman is so very, very happy to submit. She’s even happier to be with Leia. To love Leia. To... to care for Leia.

“Oh... o-oh...”

More tears stream down Leia’s cheeks now, but they’re tears of joy... or ecstasy. The brunette whimpers as she feels Luke’s Force Touch begin steadily removing her clothing. His hands remain on her head while he strips her naked. Meanwhile, Mara and Winter step up and use their physical hands to strip HIM naked as well. Until eventually, they’re both bared before each other, Luke’s cock twitching with anticipation.

“Do you see now, Leia? Do you see how wonderful life can be when you just submit? Give in, sister. Kneel at my feet and not only will you be with Winter once more, not only will you become Supreme Chancellor and have all of my power at your fingertips... but we’ll finally be together. As one. As we were always meant to be.”

“... Yesssss...”

She doesn’t actually kneel. But she does give in. The Dark is too glorious not to. LUKE is too glorious not to. Leia can only moan as she feels Winter and Mara move to her sides. The two other women press themselves against her, acting as a pair of horizontal ‘beds’ as they lift her up into the air and let her lean back against their busts, their arms roaming across her body.

Meanwhile, Leia’s legs wrap around Luke’s waist. Her arms wrap around her Emperor’s neck. And as he enters her, she moans throatily and wantonly.

“That’s it, Leia. Take it. Take Master’s cock.”

Winter’s voice whispers into her ear and Leia shudders as she does exactly that, taking Luke’s cock nice and deep.

“Mm... you gave him quite a lot of trouble, rebel. Time to start making up for it. Submit. Submit to your Emperor.”

Of course, Mara’s voice is a little rougher, and so is her treatment as she leans in to nibble at Leia’s other ear after whispering her own words into it.

She does that too. She submits. Luke’s blazing eyes stare down at her and his smile is almost boyish in its joy as he fucks her right there in the cell. This was it... in the end, this was their destiny wasn’t it? Just as Luke had said, they were meant to be together. Twins born at the death of a Republic and the birth of an Empire. Was it any wonder this was where they’d wound up?

And in a way... had they not won in the end? Leia moans as she cums for her brother... for her Emperor. She cries out as his cock splits her open, stretching her wide, burying itself deep inside of her time and time again.

The old Sith were gone. Palpatine and Vader both. Now it was her brother and his wife... and Leia and Winter. And though Leia’s connection to the Force was still raw, unfiltered, and unrefined... she could feel the love between all four of them. She could feel the passion, the adoration, the devotion. Winter and Mara worshipped the very ground that she and Luke walked upon. How could Leia not do the same? How could she not exult in her brother’s immense darkness?

If this was wrong... Leia wasn’t sure she wanted to be right anymore. And as she cries out yet again from another orgasm ripping its way through her shuddering, quivering body... she knows that there’s no going back. The Dark Side swims through her, held only at bay by Luke’s iron will. Without him, she’s sure she would be swept away by the tide in an instant, and drowned out in an ocean of hatred, anger, and despair.

But with Luke’s help... she feels so free. She feels so ALIVE.

Looking into her brother’s eyes, she sees Luke smiling down at her.

“Through victory, our chains are broken, Leia. The Force... it frees us.”

And she knows... she knows he’s right. This is victory. This is triumph. Shuddering, Leia lets her eyes roll back in her head and allows herself to be lost in the pleasure Luke, Mara, and Winter all want to show her.

... She’ll take Luke up on that offer eventually, of course. As Supreme Chancellor, there’s a lot of things Leia could do. A lot of wrongs she could right.

But first... she basks in the realization that she’s finally, truly home. Because home is where the heart is... and her heart belongs to her Emperor.

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