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Emperor Vader found himself very satisfied that he had not dismantled the clone army units that were still functional and loyal to his goals. While the 501st Legion remained a very capable part of his military power, it was the elite commando unit designated Delta Squad who ended up locking down the next piece of the puzzle for him.
The hardened troopers, born and bred to be a cut above the rest, aggressively interrogated a variety of cut-outs until they found the backer of the attempt on Vader’s life. In the end, the funds and several of the agents all traced back to one individual. Gar Saxon, leader of the Mandalorian Super Commandos.
This was particularly interesting to Vader. Saxon had been all but defeated during the assault on Mandalore led by Ahsoka Tano and Bo-Katan Kryze right at the end of the Clone Wars. While Delta Squad sent information about the man’s whereabouts, but the clones did not end up having any answers about how he had managed to garner power once again. His hand clenched, feeling annoyance that neither Bo-Katan nor Ahsoka had simply finished the job in the first place.
‘Ahsoka had still been playing as a Jedi then, even if she didn’t realize it,’ He smiled wickedly and then rose up, preparing to send word to the bridge. The Emperor comported himself.
‘How Saxon escaped doesn’t matter,’ the Sith thought. ‘All that matters is that he is purged from the galaxy, for good this time,’
Reaching out with the Force, he summoned his apprentice to his chamber. Ahsoka appeared shortly after, wearing her sleek black but very revealing outfit. She had worked extensively to return to a state of peak physical fitness after giving birth to her Master’s first child. But, seeing the way she dressed and often looked at him, he knew that the young Togruta woman hungered to fulfill her deeply-seated biological purpose again. It was not just about her love for him and interest in serving Vader’s new empire. Ahsoka simply wanted to be bred like a bitch in heat.
“My Emperor,”
“Prepare yourself and a legion. We’re heading for Mandalore. Together, we’re going to set things right, once and for all,”
His apprentice nodded, though through their connection, he could feel her frustration that he had not summoned her to pin her up against a wall and strip every shred of clothing from her body.
‘Patience Ahsoka. There will be time enough for that once we put an end to Saxon’s foolish plots…’
-xxx-
Vader’s brown hair gently danced with each hiss of steam as he briskly walked down the landing ramp of his modified Lambda-class shuttle. A military compound spread out in front of him and his apprentice. Ahsoka’s ocean-blue eyes scanned the build nervously, but she knew that the Force and both her and her Master’s power would protect them, at least initially. The location was armed to the teeth with weaponry, both overt and covert and designed by people who took special pleasure in showing that being a Jedi or Sith did not matter if you had ingenuity and grit. With each step, both former Jedi felt another set of eyes glaring at them. Massive turrets stirred to life, lining up killshots on the Dark Lord of the Sith and his favorite servant.
He allowed himself a chuckle, quickly realizing that the base that Bo-Katan was hiding out was too large to not have been located by Gar Saxon by this point.
“Master?”
“He’s left her here, making her wallow in the shame that if he wanted to, he could reach out and kill her. Tell me, Ahsoka, do you think that Bo-Katan will listen?”
Ahsoka pursed her lips and considered her answer carefully. She knew that her Master and the father of her first child wished for honest council, but to be honest, the Togruta wasn’t sure she could honestly answer his question. Earlier, at the height of the Clone Wars, Bo-Katan convinced her to come and help Mandalore and Ahsoka had gone running. In her mind, it had been a mistake, she left the Jedi Order to find herself, but she could never stop her pursuit of justice, even when she fled the temple like a spoiled teen leaving her parents when they were unfair to her. In hindsight, everything about the situation felt foolish to her.
‘I should have stayed with my Master, to the end,’
“Focus Ahsoka,” Vader said sharply, returning her mind to the present.
She nodded to him. “Bo-Katan is driven by honor and greed. She feels that the throne belongs to her. If she believes you can help her get it, she will accept,”
“Good, even if she fails and needs to be killed, we have learned one thing. Gar Saxon is overconfident enough to leave a potentially dangerous enemy on his doorstep. It will lead to his undoing,’ He walked forward again, with Ahsoka right by his side.
On the flight down, Vader learned that the populace was ready to return to their old ways of honor and combat, something that both Pre Vizsla and Darth Maul precipitated. The rat in the water basin for Bo-Katan amounted to her not being seen as a true successor to the title of Mandalore, ruler of the Mandalorians. After Maul took over, she abandoned serving him, her proper ruler who had earned the Mandalorian throne in ritual combat. Worse, when she returned to stake her claim and challenge the Sith and his Supercommandos, she brought Jedi and the Republic to help.
It was no small wonder to Vader that when Gar managed to get free, he had inspired a fresh host of fighters to his side. Immediately, the man had started a campaign of words, traveling to the various clans, on Mandalore and beyond. Gar told them how Vader’s new Empire would make sheep and cattle out of every last child of Mandalore. The Sith imagined he might have liked Gar Saxon’s drive had he not tried to kill Vader.
Vader’s thoughts returned to the turncloak, Bo-Katan once more. The Sith pondered if he should even waste his valuable time with her. Then again, it was not as if he could appoint Gar Saxon as his governor for the system. Impressive as the man’s tenacity and wiliness to use aggressive means was, the Emperor could not overlook the assassination attempt.
‘He must die. Him and any Mandalorians that stand in the way. The galaxy needs peace, and that will not be possible with a group of nomadic glory-seeking warriors on the loose. Not unless they are guided by my will,’ Having Bo-Katan under his control was not needed, but it would save lives in the long-run.
The heavy door to the compound opened and the turrets and other hidden defenses continued holding their fire. Vader and Ahsoka met Bo-Katan and her cadre in the courtyard. Swiftly, the two leaders decided to move things to a more, private setting. Vader felt glad the redhead with a perpetual sneer led him to a secondary location. It would be less embarrassing for her if and when she inevitably accepted his offer.
“Say your piece, ‘Emperor’ Vader,” Bo-Katan half-snarled at him once they were alone. Even alone, with someone who could have bisected her in two seconds, she remained obstinate.
“You and the rest of your warriors will join me in an assault on Saxon’s holding. Once he is removed, you will serve as my Governess of Mandalore. You can keep the title of your ancestors, if you wish. I understand how important it is… to your people,”
Bo-Katan balked at his offer almost immediately. Vader felt like he was staring down a viper as she stood in front of him. She was a brazen woman, just as he expected. At one point, her eyes darted over to his lightsaber and down to her vambraces.
“Keep calm, Bo-Katan. Don’t forget your debt to me,”
“Peh, what debt child? You’re playing with forces neither of you comprehend,” Bo-Katan spat back.
Anger swelled within Ahsoka, and she almost reached out to the Dark Side to show the red-headed tart something she’d have no trouble comprehending. “Without my aide, you would never have set foot on this planet again,”
Ahsoka folded her arms across her chest. “I cleared out a landing zone for your forces and brought Republic aide because the few clans who supported you would never be enough to defeat Maul and his forces,”
“I read the reports, even if you somehow pushed back the Supercommandos, Maul would have cut down every one of your supporters. Including you, if not for Ahsoka,” The Emperor declared, his patience running thin.
The woman with sharp, red hair gave him what amounted to a look of indifference. She may as well have rolled her eyes and shrugged. Vader’s anger rose up, bristling for a fight, to give this upstart a very clear glimpse of his power.
“You Jedi are as arrogant as ever, Vader. It’s going to lead to your undoing, you know…”
His rage started barking out at him like a feral dog. The well of his mercy threatened to run dry. Vader stepped forward, looming large over the woman, like a dark shadow of death.
“I am no Jedi,”
“So, you say,” For a long time, no words were said. Even the sounds of their breathing became no more than whispers. The tension was thick enough to give a lightsaber pause. Vader felt the thoughts of Ahsoka and others nearby. They were all waiting with trepidation. Vader had no doubt, they would be summoned in case of trouble. Of course by then, he and Ahsoka would have easily cut Bo-Katan to ribbons.
“Fine… I’ll agree to your terms. We kill Saxon, and then I will rule Mandalorian space. Both Mandalore, and as a Duchess within your Empire, my Lord…”
“Emperor…”
Bo-Katan begrudgingly bowed to him. “Forgive me… my Emperor…”
Despite her continued insolence, Vader accepted her submission. He also firmly believed that once he got his additional prize from her, the fiery warrior who wished to be Queen would become an even more willing supporter of his reign.
Much to his amusement, Ahsoka decided to rub salt in the wound. “Kneel Bo-Katan,”
If looks could kill, the orange and white-skinned female felt that she would have been killed by the glare that Bo-Katan gave her. “How dare you! You insolent… hypocrite of a-“
“My apprentice is right. Promise your service, or we will leave you and your little… gang to perish on your own. Either you’ll fight and die against Saxon, or vanish into obscurity,”
Bo-Katan looked like she was contemplating trying to tear his head with her mind, after that remark. Then she looked away and let out a sigh of exasperation before she spoke once again. She pulled out a vibroblade and sealed the pact with blood while she knelt before him.
“I, Bo-Katan Kryze swear to serve you, Emperor Vader, if you help me vanquish that scourge, Gar Saxon once and for all!”
“It will be my honor to destroy your enemy, Duchess…” Vader growled out. With that part of the way, he began outlining his plan of attack with the Mandalorian leader.
-xxx-
The Saxon Stronghold fell the same day Vader arrived. The attack happened at night. Vader didn’t even bother with a barrage to demolish the more powerful defenses, which included a massive shield powered by an internal generator. The strike was brutal and surgical. Under the cover of a moonless sky, Vader used his lightsaber to carve through the defenses on the outer wall. From there, he and Ahsoka led Delta Squad in through the shield. They dispatched a collection of guards without incident, then the commandos moved off for their other tasks.
Vader strode out on his own and found himself in a wooded courtyard. Leaning his head forward, he called out. “Gar Saxon! I’m here to finish the work you started. Face me!”
All at once, lights and alarms spurred to life. Guards appeared, weapons at the ready while other Mandalorians jumped in with jetpacks. Gar and his brother Tiber appeared, watching the scene from the outer steps of one of the fortress’ largest holdings.
Gar laughed at the sheer audacity of the Sith. Then he ordered missiles at Vader caught one rocket, deftly hurling it to one of the defensive forts that lined the walls. When the other hits, Vader managed absorb most of the destructive energy thanks to a cloak of Dark Side energy. The Mandalorian troopers stared in shock as Vader appeared singed, but still in one piece. Few among them had seen a man take the full brunt of a rocket head-on.
Even the most elite veterans of Saxon gave pause. Several glanced at their leader, but he refused to surrender. “Clan Saxon will never back down! Vizsla lit the fires that now burn in forges across our home! The Emperor himself fears us and wishes to enslave us under his boot! I for one, will never submit!”
“With me, Mando’ade! He is one man! And we… are Mando!” Everything erupted into chaos after that point. Vader’s crimson blade cut and hissed through the air, killing numerous warriors who rushed him to claim the glory of killing the Emperor. Then, a massive explosion sent shockwaves throughout the compound. Delta Squad completed their task and the shield flickered and dissolved, leaving the path free for Bo-Katan’s jetpack-equipped squadrons to launch and all-out assault.
Nearby, Ahsoka looked more like an avenging angel than the lovely Togruta woman she was. Her lightsabers spun through the air, creating a vortex of terror and death. She diced through the weak points in Saxon’s armored troops, having become quite the skilled killer when it came to Mandalorians.
Eventually, Vader faced off against Gar Saxon and a cadre of his top warriors. Like an avenging angle of death, Vader did not battle the Mandalorians. He simply ran through them. In the end, the Sith stood before the two brothers.
“I knew it would come to this. My only shame is that I don’t have the Darksaber to land the killing blow,”
Vader stood his ground, watching as the two brothers moved into position for a final attack. Gar’s fingers tensed on the hilt of his vibroblade and then he activated his jetpack. Racing through the air, his brought his weapon up in a two-handed grip. Before he finished his descent, a sticky grenade erupted on his jetpack. The man veered off course from Vader and then crashed painfully onto the ground. He stood up on his elbows, coughing up blood. Then, the half-ruined T-visor of his helmet turned, not to Vader, but to his brother.
“Tiber! You worm!”
“I am ending this, brother! Before every last part of our clan dies for your folly!”
“You… hreah…” Saxon ignored Vader as he walked towards him. In that moment, the two may as well have been on separate planets. All of the warrior’s rage and anger focused on his brother.
“You are no brother of mine!” The Mandalorian Rebellion ended then, with a single swipe of Vader’s red blade that sent Gar Saxon’s head tumbling to the feet of his brother. This shocked Tiber, who ended up being smashed to the ground by four new Mandalorian warriors charging in.
“Die Sith!” Vader smiled and placed his burning blade across his body. Then, the reports of two Westar-35 blasters filled the area. The shooter scratched the four warriors off the field with shots pointed directly at their necks. Tiber Saxon, still reeling from the death of his brother found himself surrounded by the dead. With that Bo-Katan landed beside Vader and the final fighting ended as Tiber Saxon and the rest of the Pro-Saxon forced swore allegiance to Vader and the Duchess.
Once the battle concluded, Vader and Ahsoka returned to the Emperor’s ship. Her Master radiated satisfaction in eliminating a major power-player. Of course, she could feel other thoughts through the bond that had been forged in fire, loss and victory during the Clone Wars. Despite all that had just transpired, Vader already hungered for a new challenge. She didn’t think anyone would be foolish enough to attack her Master though, after all, with the Mandalorians dominated, who else in the galaxy was left that could pose a threat?
xxx
A short time after the planet was secure, Bo-Katan joined the two Sith in the Emperor’s private suite, but she was not alone. Countess Ursa Wren joined her, on Vader’s orders. When the redhead rebelled against Maul, only the brunette with steely eyes had stood beside her.
“I am eager to serve you my, Emperor,” Ursa Wren declared before bowing her head gracefully towards the two. The other woman had all of the grace and style that Bo-Katan sorely lacked. Ahsoka believed they made quite the odd couple.
“Good. In doing so, you serve not only the Empire, but the future of Mandalore,” Vader replied. Ursa nodded her head and quickly went about unclasping her armor. Seeing the speed and respectful attitude of the olive-skinned woman, Bo-Katan quickly picked up the pace to not get left behind. Ahsoka smiled and shrugged off her own silver-steel armor and black robes with the Force. From there, the three naked beauties guided Vader to his bed and stripped him down. Each woman was unique, but each of them could be counted among the jewels of Vader’s ever-growing harem.
Bo-Katan’s breasts were C-cups, a bit larger than Ursa’s, but the ruler of Clan Wren made up for that with wider hips and a mouth that absolutely begged to be stuffed with cock. She got her wish as they guided Vader onto his back. Then, under Ahsoka’s eager gaze, the redheaded settled her naked form onto his sculpted thighs. Even though Ursa definitely had the stronger physiology for bearing children, Vader felt confident that both would provide him with new offspring to join the ranks of his Force-Sensitive Order.
“Master, don’t forget about me,’ Ahsoka insisted. The Emperor smiled and pulled her in close. His lips kissed her own passionately and he begin stroking and teasing her lekku, which only made Ahsoka purr louder while more and more of her essence poured free from her glistening orange lips.
The two Mandalorian women settled onto his lap. Ursa planted her lovely tits across his abs and began licking hungrily at Vader’s thick tip. While the Wren woman began salivating and teasing her pussy while adoring the Emperor’s cock, her Kryze counterpart remained reluctant.
“Do not make her do all the work, Bo-Katan,”
“Fine,” The redhead grumbled. Trying to keep the fear from her eyes as she gazed once again at Vader’s enormous cock, she leaned in and begin licking and playing her tongue all over his balls. Eventually, she tried to shut him up by placing both of his balls into her mouth, but they were far too big.
‘And full of sperm. Sperm he wants to use… to impregnate me. He… he could have anyone else in the galaxy… but he still… wants a child with me… Even after everything I’ve done…’
The Sith could feel her thoughts and more specifically her worries. He nearly laughed aloud, sensing that part of Bo-Katan knew she was such a bitch and a villain that she didn’t deserve to enjoy a dick of his caliber. He ended up putting her mind at ease after the two sucked him off and got his shaft fully erect. Shoving Bo-Katan onto her belly, Vader smacked his hands onto her asscheeks and then began shoving his thick, building meat into her cunt.
“Niaaah! Wait… it’s too big, Dikut! You’ll tear me about,”
“You’re a bad liar. I can feel exactly how badly you want it, how eager your walls are clamoring out for it,” Bo-Katan’s green eyes flashed with furious intent. Then she looked away to the side, hoping in vain that might shield her thoughts from his invasion.
“You don’t know… nuraah… what you’re talking about,”
Then Vader caught her off-guard again. He pulled his cock right out of her dripping pink hole and slapped it against her asscheek. The sticky coating of both his juices and hers created a slimy film on her cheek while Bo-Katan glanced back.
“Why… why are you stopping?”
“Ursa’s pussy is starting to look much more fitting for my shaft than your arrogant slit,” Vader went to move but then Bo-Katan quickly reached back a hand to grab his wrist. Her eyes wondered and blinked fearfully as she shook her head.
“Please… my Emperor. I need it… I want to feel every inch of your cock pounding me… Ignore my… earlier selfishness… I… I beg you,”
“That’s more like it,” With that, Vader’s cock returned to Bo-Katan’s cunny, spearing even deeper along her walls than before. Vader ended up pistoning her so hard that Bo-Katan began biting and tearing at a pillow in front of her to staunch all her screaming and moaning. The onslaught of pleasure and pain was simply too much and in no time, her eyes crossed as she started to cum.
Her Dark Master didn’t give her any respite, however. Even while her pussy squeezed along his giant cock, her yanked hard on her red locks, arching her back towards him. As Vader’s hand strained the outside of the warrior’s taut body, his cock never stopped slamming right up to the door of her womb.
The pillow fell from Bo-Katan’s mouth, and her lips drooped as her tongue drooped freely like a limp arm fro her lips. Her eyes, still blazing with uncontrollable lust quickly started bouncing as happily as her large boobs as Vader began shooting out his load inside of her juicy warmth.
“Karabast… you’re still moving… you… nuraah… you’re stirring up your cum… in my womb! Ahuuaah-huraa-rrooohu!” The growling moan of Bo-Katan as Vader knocked up her body sent Ursa’s heart fluttering. The other Mandalorian female was far more eager to have Vader’s huge slab of cockmeat shoving its way into her body. She’d even begun jamming two fingers into her pussy after Vader decided to ruthlessly fuck Bo-Katan first.
When Vader finished filling her up, he used the Force to roll Bo-Katan cream-filled body onto her back. “Keep your legs up, don’t screw this up,”
Bo-Katan bit her bottom lip in annoyance. He was treating her like a child, but she still dutifully pushed through the strain now laced throughout her body and stretched her legs up and into position. Fortunately for the redheaded woman slowly coming to terms with her sensual hunger, her new pose still allowed her to watch as Vader’s cock claimed Ursa Wren’s pussy as well.
“Yes, my Emperor! Fuck me hard… bury your cock… Eehhuaah! Deep inside of me!”
“Hah. I didn’t believe a married woman like you would be this eager, Ursa,”
Her cheeks burned while Vader’s cock ferociously hammered her womanhood. “I am not embarrassed by it. My husband… is… adequate, but our marriage was one of… Errrhuaa-huaaah… political convenience…”
Ursa Wren, even with her body being pistoned by Vader’s superior shaft could not bring herself to admit that it was Bo-Katan’s sister’s orders that had seen her engaged to a man who was as far from a True Mandalorian as they came. He could not even hold a lamp to Vader’s prowess.
‘The Emperor will give me children. This… king among men probably blessed my womb with a child the moment the first drop of his precum entered my flower…’ The thought excited Ursa and while Vader squeezed and ravaged her tits with his fingers while he pounded her, she grabbed his sides and willed her legs up to coil around his lower body.
“Mate with me, Vader… Ravage every hidden inch of my pussy… mark it as your own! It… ehuaaah! It is my greatest honor… becoming a breeder… for a man like you!”
Vader grinned at that. Unlike when he fucked Bo-Katan, his lips ended up finding Ursa’s while their bodies pounded together. The heat blazing at the point where their bodies connected soon became an uncontrollable nova of passionate energy. Both the Sith and Mandalorian came at the same time, although Ursa’s weaker frame shuddered and spasmed like a broken-down hyperdrive as her pussy valiantly worked to milk out his cum while her mind melted.
When she recovered, all Ursa could do was gasp and whimper. It felt like her mind was just doing circles and her vision was still fuzzy while her golden eyes slowly blinked at the man still filling up every part of her womb with his thick, boiling-hot jizzum.
“You performed excellently, Ursa. Even if have fertilized your egg tonight, rest assured that you shall enjoy a place at my bed… whenever you want it,”
Ursa nodded and smiled warmly up at the handsome Sith. Then, she began squeezing and rubbing her nipples and breasts, preparing her body for another round.
Naturally, every word and act while he plowed her colleague had made the seed of jealousy in Bo-Katan erupt into a vibrant tree. When Vader pulled his cock free and dislodged a river of his sperm from inside the woman’s-soaked lips.
Finally, it was Ahsoka’s turn to be bred again. “Give it to me Master, fill me up with your cum and give me another child! Let me serve you, and the new order!” The Togruta’s lips practically drooled as she presented her naked pussy to the Dark Lord of the Sith. Her hips bounced as she kept her legs spread out to the side. Vader quickly got up onto his knees and begin sliding his thick hard shaft up and down across her clit and lips. Feeling his scorching-hot manliness, currently soaked from tip to balls in his juices and the others, her tongue fell out as she felt the spell-binding affect of Vader’s lust through their connection.
“How did I end up with such a slutty apprentice?” Vader teased her and gave her cute orange ass a nice spank and a squeeze.
Ashoka yelped, but then simply wiggled her ass again, eagerly wishing to feel every steel-hard inch of her Master’s cock pounding into her womb, just as he’d done before. “Forgive me, Master! I am a slut, you know I am devoted to you… but please, I need it inside me. I can’t bare to let you fuck someone else before you- awhuwaaah!”
Ahsoka’s scream of pleasure filled the room immediately as she finally got her wish. Vader leaned his body over her and began stroking and tickling her montrals while he vigorously stuffed the oozing folds of her womanhood. Both of them soon became in sync and each time their bodies mated together, Ahsoka’s piercing blue eyes threatened to become crisscrossed as her heart and mind sank into a rushing river of pleasure.
Vader growled out as his cock rammed nice and deep inside Ahsoka with each penetration. His apprentice’s pussy wriggled and squeezed all around his cock. She was truly a slave to his lust and he wondered idly if he should simply continue breeding his apprentice whenever he was able instead of putting her talents to use out in the field. Whatever the outcome, he knew she would welcome it. For now, he simply continued skewering the young woman’s inviting folds. In a matter of time, both Master and Apprentice howled out as their passions and will boiled over.
Ahsoka’s mind went blank, and her tongue lolled out over her orange lips as she came. An instant later, a searing hot ball of cum impacted against the surface of her cervix. The girl’s tongue wobbled freely like a battle droid being toyed with by a Jedi. More and more of her Master’s thick essence squirted out within her depths, and she ended up slumped forward on the bed. Vader’s hands returned to her ass, continuously humping her nice and hard until every last drop of his load had filled his apprentice’s moist, warm tunnel.
As his cum trickled out of Ahsoka’s enflamed cunny, the redhead Mandalorian was right there, charging into action to begin sucking and pleasing his cock once again. Her eyes stared up at him intensely, locking on his fiery orbs while her tongue used every trick, she knew to send new motes of lust through her Master’s slowly-throbbing shaft.
“Please my Emperor… I don’t want there to be any chance that I’m not pregnant again,” Bo-Katan begged him before returning to slurping and guzzling down every drop of semen she could enjoy to help quench her thirst.
Vader marveled at her change in mood. He pulled Bo-Katan off of his cock and then shoved her down onto the bed, spreading her legs wide and then burying every inch of his steely length into the bitch’s hole.
“As you wish…”
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