3 comments/ 131592 views/ 38 favorites Phantom Menace Between the Scenes 1 By: philsogood69 Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by George Lucas and Lucasfilm, Ltd. No money is being made and no infringement is intended. * * * * * Queen Amidala, disguised as one of her own handmaidens named Padme, knelt in front of R2-D2 wiping off the soot and grime it had collected while saving her starship from the Trade Federation ships which had attacked them. Jar Jar looked in the room. "Hidoe!" Jar Jar called out. Amidala startled at the intrusion and looked up at Jar Jar. "Sorry, nomeanen to scare yousa." Jar Jar walked into the room looking at the young Naboo female in front of him. She reminded him of another Naboo female he had watched secretly from the bushes next to a lake many seasons ago. She had placed a blanket on a secluded beach and a short time later, a Naboo male arrived. They tore eachother's clothes off and the sight of the naked female aroused Jar Jar in a way no Gungun female ever had. The female took the male’s erect member in her mouth and sucked up and down obviously pleasing the male. He watched as the male massaged her breasts and how the female moaned as he licked her nipples and then her loins with his tongue. Soon she started to thrash about and scream with pleasure. The male mounted her and guided his penis into her dark opening. Jar Jar could not tear his eyes away as he watched with fascination as the male thrust deep into the female until they both screamed with pleasure and lay still. At first, Jar Jar thought they had died, but then, they started to stir and got up, dressed and walked away. Since that time, Jar Jar had explored the land areas near his watery home trying to get a glimpse of other Naboo females, but he never had a chance to witness another Naboo copulation ritual. His obsession with Naboo females and his clumsiness eventually led to his being outcast from his city, so he spent his lonely days wandering the swamps until today when by a strange twist of fate, he was now in the same room with a very attractive Naboo female. "That's all right," Amidala answered. "Mesa Ja Ja Binks." "I'm Padme, I attend her Highness. You're a Gungan, aren't you?" Jar Jar nodded. "How did you end up here with us?" "Me no know...mesa day starten pitty okeyday witda brisky morning munchen. Den boom....getten berry skeered, un grabbed dat Jedi, and before mesa knowen it...pow! Mesa here." He shrugged. Amidala looked closer at Jar Jar. "Didn't you help the Jedi rescue us?" Jar Jar realized that this Padme had thought he was part of the rescue team as opposed to being just a tag along. "Thasa right, Jar Jar wasa there to help dat Jedi." "That was very brave of you to help those you don't even know. I know that our people don't know much about eachother, but I can see that you come from a brave race." Jar Jar took a step and winced at his pulled groin muscle which he had injured when his foot got hung up on railing of the walkway when the Jedi were rescuing the Queen. Amidala looked at him with concern. "Are you injured?" "Itsa nada nothing." Jar Jar grimaced as he took another step. "Mesa wonder why da guds invent pain." Amidala, worried, stood up and took Jar Jar's hand and led him to a bench. Jar Jar was thrilled at the touch of her hand, his first contact with a Naboo female. Her skin was so soft and sensual that he felt a stirring in his loins. "Lie down," Amidala ordered. "It's too bad we don't have a doctor on this ship. But I have some medical knowledge and may be able to provide some relief." The queen pushed Jar Jar back on the bench. “Now, show me where it hurts.” Jar Jar pointed to his groin. “Me thinks itsa hurtin dere.” “Let me see.” Jar Jar hesitated because he was starting to form an erection being so close to his object of desire. Amidala misinterpreted his hesitation for shyness and embarrassment. She suddenly realized that they were alone like she’d never been before. All her life, she had attendants or bodyguards constantly at her side. Even when she was alone, there were visual surveillance devices and droids around her so that she would be kept safe. However, that robbed her of all her privacy. Over the past few years as her body blossomed, her hormones were making her have strange dreams and urges. At night in her bed, she would run her hands over her body and would delight in the sensations elicited when she touched her nipples and especially when she rubbed her clitoris. She had learned about the basic reproductive aspects of men and women from her science tutors, but that didn’t tell her why she felt the way she did. Though she was only fourteen years on Naboo, the years were long and she was of legal age in the Republic. Now the queen was alone with no attendants, no guards, no surveillance devices with a man, granted a Gungun man, but still a man and here was an opportunity to learn more about male anatomy first hand under the guise of providing medical care. This emboldened her to see how far she could go. “You must let me see your injury so I can tend to it.” “Mesa not sure…” “I must see so I can help,” she ordered. Jar Jar untied the waistband and slowly pulled his pants down. His erection sprang free from the confines of his trousers. Amidala licked her lips as her heart beat wildly. The Gungun’s penis was about seven inches long and almost completely erect. It was a purplish color but unlike the picture of the male Naboo penis that she had seen in her biology text which was basically the same as that of humans, the penis in front of her had a knobby surface. “I can see that you’ve been injured. The swelling and inflammation must be very painful.” Jar Jar’s mind raced. This Naboo female thought that his erection was the problem. Maybe he could turn this to his advantage. “Unfortunately,” she continued, “I’m not familiar with Gungun physiology. What must I do to help make the swelling go down?” Jar Jar realized that she was either playing coy or was very naïve but either way he was going to play along. “Mesa no knowin no medico tings, but dey’s pressure in dere wit wesa gotta get da goo out” “If that is what needs to be done, I will try my best to help you after all you have done for me. What do I need to do first?” “Wellen yousa milken da thingy dere wit yousa hand and get dat stuff out. Grabben it at da bottom and yousa gotta squeezen and moven it up and down.” Amidala knelt next to the bench and reached out and gently touched Jar Jar’s stiff member. The skin was soft and warm. She lightly ran her fingers over the shaft. Jar Jar shuddered with pleasure. “I’m sorry. I know that must be uncomfortable.” “Thasa doin gud. Just keep doin what needs doin and mesa feel mooie bettah.” Amidala continued to run her fingers lightly over his penis enjoying feeling its texture. She then lightly put one hand around the base and gently started to move her hand up and down the shaft. “Squeezen da thingy harder and moven yousa hands faster.” Amidala complied with his command. She felt her nipples harden and a tingling start at the juncture of her thighs as she continued ministering to Jar Jar’s needs. She knew she should stop but her curiosity and adolescent desires pushed her to continue this forbidden game. Jar Jar lay back as he enjoyed the novel sensations of someone else giving him pleasure. From time to time he would utter a groan. After stroking for a while, Amidala commented, “I’m afraid I’ve not been able to end your discomfort with my efforts. If anything, I’ve made things worse because your member is even more swollen than before. This manual therapy does not seem to having the desired effect. What else can I do?” Having gotten this far, Jar Jar decided to push his luck. “Mesa tinken dat yousa can sucka out da whitey goo. But mesa can’t be asken yous for dat.” “Its the least I can do for you.” Amidala grasped the base of Jar Jar’s penis and lowered her mouth over its bulbous engorged head to Jar Jar’s amazement. Jar Jar could not believe that she was actually going to take him in her mouth. She sucked gently on the tip and tasted a tiny amount of salty fluid that oozed from the opening. She looked excitedly up at Jar Jar. “I think it’s starting to work.” “Mesa tinks yousa maybe right. Yousa doin da gud ting for my.” Amidala returned to ministering to the erection in front of her. She sucked lightly, running her tongue over the bottom of his penis enjoying its taste and texture. Jar Jar moaned with pleasure as she explored his rock hard erection with her mouth. She then sucked harder and harder while twirling her tongue over the head. “Dasa gud. More harder.” Amidala continued to bob her head up and down, taking more and more of Jar Jar’s penis into her mouth. Jar Jar was in heaven as he felt Amidala take him deep into her mouth. He grabbed Amidala’s head trying to force himself deeper into her mouth. Amidala started to gag as his penis hit the back of her throat and almost stopped. But she realized if she relaxed, it didn’t bother her much at all. She then started sucking from the tip and worked her way down the shaft, taking more and more into her mouth and soon she was taking the whole length down her throat. She could taste more of the salty fluid coming from the hole at the tip of its now throbbing bulbous head. With her free hand, she cupped his… she thought back to her anatomy lessons, they were called testicles, feeling their texture and weight. They felt like heavy balls in a sac. Jar Jar felt a pressure building up and a tightening as Amidala continued to work on him. “Almost dere, almost dere,” he encouraged her. Jar Jar looked at this lovely Naboo female sucking on his throbbing erection, a few strands of hair now out of place on her perfect face. This was his dream come true and he couldn’t hold back any more. Amidala felt his balls tighten up as his penis seemed to swell even more. “Oh, ah, ah ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” Jar Jar screamed as he felt himself cum into the warmth of Amidala’s mouth, squirting over and over again in spasms of pleasure. Amidala felt his penis jerk in her mouth as load after load of his hot seed shot into her mouth. She swallowed the salty gooey fluid as quickly as she could. “Oyi, mooie-mooie good!” Jar Jar exclaimed. Amidala let the softening penis slip from her mouth. She daintily licked some semen from the corner of her mouth. “Do you feel better? It looks like this worked.” “Oh, mooie bettah. Mesa mooie bettah.” “I wasn’t sure what to do with the stuff that came out so I swallowed it. Will that harm me?” “Yousa okay. Dat goo gud for yous female.” “I’m glad to hear that. I expected something that caused you such discomfort to be bitter, but I found the taste surprisingly… pleasant.” The queen was reluctant to end her exploration of this male Gungun. She pointed to his shrinking penis. “Is it back to its normal size?” “No. Mesa no tink so.” “Maybe I should see if I can suck more of the goo out.” Before Jar Jar could protest, she bent over and took his semi-erect penis in her mouth. Jar Jar could not believe his eyes. As Amidala sucked on his sensitive member, it twitched to life and started to grow again. Amidala felt it grow in her mouth and redoubled her efforts and it grew even more quickly until it was fully erect again. Amidala looked up at Jar Jar. “I must apologize. I seem to have caused your condition to return. Forgive me. Is there anything else that can be done?” “Mesa only know one ting ta try, but mesa can no askin yousa to do dis.” “Whatever it is, just let me try.” “Yousa sure yousa wantin to do dis for my? Yousa might not be likin it.” “It’s the least I can do for you. What do I do?” “Alls females haven dis especial opening dat ifin mesa put dis into, it feels mooie better.” “What opening?” “Yousa hafta taken all da garment tings off so mesa can get yousa opening ready for helpin my.” Jar Jar held his breath. He wasn’t sure how she would react to this. “I hope this works,” she said simply. She stood up next to Jar Jar and pulled her orange hooded top off over her head. Underneath, she had a matching colored bra covering her breasts. She untied the sash at her waist and pulled down her skirt and stepped out of it. She stood there in front of Jar Jar her orange underwear contrasting sharply against her pale skin. She had never undressed in front of a man before and she enjoyed watching Jar Jar’s obvious interest in her body. It gave her a strange feeling of power that she could have this kind of effect on a man. It also aroused her even more to have a man enjoying watching her as she undressed. She took off her bra, freeing her small perfectly shaped breasts. Her nipples, already erect by her aroused state, hardened even more as the cool air hit them. She then slowly pulled her panties over her hips and let them fall to the ground. “Now what do I do?” the naked queen asked. “Mesa got to gets yous right ready. Yousa hafta lie down.” Jar Jar got up off the bench, his erection pointing straight out from his body. The queen lay on the vacated bench. “If my hurtin yousa, let mesa knowin it.” Jar Jar reached down with his hand and placed it on her breast. Amidala closed her eyes. Her skin was so soft. He squeezed lightly. He had never felt anything so soft and sensuous in his life. He continued to massage her breast, and started to rub her nipple between his fingers. Such an odd hardness in the middle of her soft breast Jar Jar thought. He flicked his long tongue over her nipples enjoying their texture. “Mmmm. What are you doing up there? Aren’t you supposed to be getting my opening prepared?” “Mesa just adjustin da nobbies here to get yous ready down dere. Mesa gettin down dere soon.” Jar Jar continued to work over one breast then the other until both nipples were completely erect. Amidala felt a tingling in her nipples which seemed to spread and add to the fire she felt in her loins. She had never felt so aroused before. Jar Jar let his hands roam down her smooth flat tummy and playfully licked her navel. He continued to make his way down her body and nuzzled her pubic hair. The queen shifted slightly and spread her legs to give Jar Jar better access. He ran his hands up and down her creamy white thighs, enjoying their softness. Her opening was already wet with her fluids which were dripping down the insides of her thighs. Jar Jar moved his face close to her glistening slit, inhaling her musky scent. She held her breath as Jar Jar explored her most intimate areas, unsure of what he would do. Still a tiny part of her felt that she should stop, but her lustful curiosity and raging hormones got the better of her as she spread her thighs even more. Jar Jar tentatively stuck out his tongue and started to lick along her slit. Amidala shuddered with the new sensations he was creating. Jar Jar looked up. “Yousa be hurtin?” Amidala opened her eyes and looked down at Jar Jar waiting between her legs. “No, I’m fine. Just keep doing what you have to do.” She looked down at his erection. “It looks like you really need to get that swelling down so keep going.” Jar Jar started licking again, up and down her slit. His long tongue probed her, moving along into crevasses and over a little knob at the top. He found her more responsive when he worked his tongue over the little knob. He would flick it lightly and then would slowly run the entire length of his long tongue over it, then play with it with the tip of his tongue. He felt a tingling coming from her clitoris as he continued to stimulate it. Amidala was awash with waves of pleasure that started at her clitoris and radiated through her pelvis. She could feel a rising tide of pleasure rising inside of her, growing and building. She had no idea of where it would end, but the sensations were heavenly. As Jar Jar continued to work her with his tongue, he reached up with his hands and massaged her breasts, pinching the nipples. The combination of his probing tongue and the sensations from her nipples put her over the edge and the waves of her orgasm rushed through her body. “Oh, oh, oh yes, oh yes, oh, oh, oh , nggggggggggggggg!” she moaned incoherently as she came, grabbing the back of Jar Jar’s head and grinding her hips into his face. He continued to work her clitoris and nipples until the last waves of her orgasm washed over her. Her breathing slowed as she came down from her heights of ecstasy and she opened her eyes. “What was that?” she asked. “Mesa thinks dat da sign yousa ready my tink.” “Ah yes, your preparations almost made me forget. We still have to treat you.” She opened her thighs as she looked at Jar Jar’s swollen penis. “It looks even worse than before. I think I’m ready to minister to your needs.” Jar Jar knelt between her pale soft thighs and leaned forward placing the tip of his penis between the velvety lips guarding the entrance to her womanhood. He slid easily in, until he met some resistance and stopped. The feeling of his male hardness at her entrance made her want more. “Push it in further,” she urged him. She was so aroused and wet that he had little problem sliding his bulbous head past the hymen into her vagina. He then slid out part way and pushed slowly back in, back and forth until he had his penis completely buried in her tight virginal opening. She was so wet and tight and hot, it felt like his member was in a velvet vise, holding him inside of her. After the initial discomfort when he penetrated her chaste tunnel, the queen relished the feeling of being filled by this hot stiff shaft of flesh. It was like a missing piece had been fit back into place, filling a void and making her feel whole. Jar Jar withdrew until his shaft was almost completely out, then slowly eased it back in. Slowly he increased the tempo, each time pulling out so that she could feel the whole length of his penis sliding in and out of her dripping hole. As he increased the pace, the knobby surface of the Gungun penis stimulated her further. Jar Jar continued to hammer her tight opening, his balls slapping her bottom. The queen started to feel waves of pleasure building again, but this time it was deeper and in tempo with the thrusting penis deep inside of her. She had never felt such sensations and wondered how she had lived so long deprived of such pleasure. Jar Jar looked down on Amidala’s face, eyes tightly closed her mouth open and gasping with pleasure. He used his long tongue to alternatively flick her nipples. This sent shocks of electricity down to her pulsing vaginal walls. As Jar Jar pounded his penis into her deepest recesses the sensation overwhelmed her and pushed her higher and higher until her body was wracked with her thunderous orgasm. “Oh, ah ah AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” she screamed as she came. As Amidala thrashed about with her orgasm, her face drawn back in ecstasy, Jar Jar felt the pressure building again in his balls and couldn’t hold back anymore. He drove his erection harder and deeper into her tight lubricated opening and grunted as he erupted deep inside of her. He spurted and spurted until it overflowed and came leaking out of her and dripped onto the bench below. Spent with his efforts, he collapsed on top of Amidala. She opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling, basking in the afterglow of her orgasm. Jar Jar’s shrinking penis slipped out of her gaping dripping hole. “Are you ok?” she asked Jar Jar. Jar Jar lifted himself off of the naked queen and looked down at her beautiful body. “Oyi, mooie-mooie, I luv yous. Yousa da best.” Amidala followed his gaze down and looked at his much smaller member. “I think it looks better now.” “Yousa right. Mesa mooie bettah tanks to yous.” Jar Jar sat at the end of the bench next to her legs as the queen raised herself up on one elbow. Phantom Menace Between the Scenes 1 “Well, now that I know how to treat your problem, if you need help with it again, I will assist you.” Jar Jar looked down at her and smiled. He definitely would want to be treated by her again and again. “Yousa berry nice. Dis kinda ting keepin comin back. Mabee sometime every day me tinks.” The queen reached down and tenderly touched his shrunken penis, covered with their combined love juices. “Unfortunately we must go to Coruscant and it may be several weeks before we can return you to your people for proper treatment,” Amidala stated gravely. “Until then, if I must treat you every day or even several times a day, I will consider it my duty. It is the least I can do for someone who helped save me.” Phantom Menace Between the Scenes 2 Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by George Lucas and Lucasfilm, Ltd. No money is being made and no infringement is intended. The Queen is Mauled Queen Amidala managed to treat Jar Jar a couple times every day before they reached Tatooine. She would have liked to stay on the ship when they landed to tend to his needs as well as hers, but since Jar Jar was going with Qui-Gon and Artoo she decided to go along in case his condition worsened. They went into Mos Espa and there Qui-Gon ended up making a crazy deal with a boy to win the parts they needed for their ship in a podrace. As they were about to enter Watto’s junk shop to make the deal, Amidala voiced her concern. “Are you sure about this? Trusting our fate to a boy we hardly know. The Queen will not approve.” “The Queen does not need to know,” Qui-Gon replied. “Well, I don't approve,” she said half to herself. That evening after they had gotten Anakin’s podracer working, the queen went out to see if she could find another way to get the parts they needed for their ship. Going from junk yard to junk yard, she got the same answer each time: Republic credits were worthless in this part of the galaxy. As she walked around Mos Espa, she did not see the black probe droid circle around her and follow her. Darth Maul sat in his ship monitoring the information relayed to him from his probe droids. Something caught his eye and he ran his hands over the panel and peered into the view screen. The image of Amidala walking out of a junk shop filled the screen. From the data he knew she was from Naboo. Since it was unlikely anyone else from Naboo would be on this desolate planet, she was probably with the queen’s party. His prey was close at hand. He looked closer at Amidala. She was young and very attractive. Her brown hair was pulled into a bun on the top of her head. She wore the clothes of a peasant girl, but the loose outfit could not hide the curves of her body. From experience, he could tell that she was a completely mature female. Nice. Very nice. He smiled. This might be more fun than he had anticipated. He sent the probe droid to survey the area. He would find the ideal area to trap his quarry. It was now dark and the streets were almost empty. Amidala suddenly realized that she had lost track of time in her search for an alternative solution. She walked down a dark alley back toward Anakin’s home. A dark hooded figure appeared in front of her and walked with an air of aggressive confidence toward her. He exuded an almost palpable aura of evil. She looked around and realized the alley was otherwise deserted. She started to turn when he called out. “Stop.” She unwillingly stopped at the command even though her mind was screaming at her to run. Darth Maul stalked up to her until he was standing directly in front of her. Amidala was no stranger to fear, but years of training had enabled her to maintain an outwardly appearance of calm, no matter the situation. She looked up at the hooded man and could see his yellow eyes gleaming intensely at her. She shivered involuntarily. Such intensity. Such anger. Such malice. “What is it you wish?” she asked, trying to keep her voice even and steady. “Where is your queen?” Darth Maul demanded with his Force enhanced query. Amidala tried to feign ignorance to his question but when she opened her mouth she answered, “The queen is here.” “I know she is here, but I want to know exactly where she is.” Amidala answered again against her will, “She is here.” Darth Maul was not pleased with the answer he was getting from the queen’s handmaiden. She was obviously not very bright. He grabbed her chin in one hand and with a painful iron grip pulled her face close to his. “Do not mock me. You would do well to tell me what I want to know. I will ask one more time. Tell me exactly where is Queen Amidala?” The queen realized that whoever this was was using some type of mind control to get answers from her. He also didn’t realize that it was working and that she was telling the truth. “She is here.” Darth Maul struck her across the face with his free hand knocking her to her knees. The suddenness and power of the blow took her by surprise. “You stupid attendant. Does the queen surround herself with idiots like you?” Darth Maul looked down at the female at his feet. Amidala looked up at him defiantly. Ah, someone with spirit, he thought to himself. That will make it more interesting. He grabbed her jacket by the neck and easily dragged her through an open door into an abandoned warehouse and threw her to the dusty floor. The room was dark, but enough moonlight came in through the skylights to dimly illuminate the place. "You leave me no choice but to punish you." Amidala started to get up. "You have no right..." she started to say when Darth Maul backhanded her. She fell back to the ground. "I did not give you permission to stand or talk. You will only do what I command you to do." On one level, Amidala was furious. How dare anyone treat the Queen of Naboo like this? She had never had anyone speak to her in this manner. She was tempted to tell this Darth Maul who she really was, but that would blow her cover and at this time, there was no one to help her out of this position. So she would have to find a way out of this situation on her own. Her mind was constantly working, analyzing details, evaluating options as she had been trained to do her whole life as she was groomed to become queen. On another level, she was scared. She was young, having lived only fourteen years, though because of the long years on Naboo she was of legal age in the Republic. There were no attendants or guards close by. She was no longer in control. Amidala was so used to being in control, to dominate the activities around her, that she did not know what to do. For the first time, she was being threatened by someone whose power and evil was almost overwhelming her. The only other time she felt such power was in the presence of the Jedi, but this was no Jedi: he was far too evil. But beneath her fear, she sensed an odd feeling of excitement. A sense of freedom from the constraints her position of authority had placed on her. Every action, every word of hers was scrutinized so much so that she had created a public persona that met the needs of her people and those around her. Even those closest to her only saw this facade. No one knew her true desires and wishes which she kept so hidden and suppressed, that even she was unaware of them. She had become so comfortable with the facade that she had even come to believe that the mask was who she was. Darth Maul circled her, like a tiger around its prey. He looked down at the queen. It had been a while since he had enjoyed a female. He could feel the familiar stirring in his loins. He was going to enjoy this. There was a scrabbling sound in the back of the room. Darth Maul turned and saw a rodent scurry into a hole in the wall. Amidala took the opening and bolted for the door. She had only taken a few steps when Darth Maul made a gesture with his hand and a bench flew across the room, knocking the feet out from under Amidala. She flew headfirst into the doorframe. Stunned, she struggled to move, but could not get her body to respond and helplessly watched as Darth Maul walked up to her. She could not see his expression, his face shadowed by his cowl. She cringed, afraid he was going to hit her again. He squatted next to her and almost gently took her chin in his hand and raised it. “Do not try anything so stupid again. If you just do as I say, you may actually enjoy this.” He stroked her hair with the back of his hand. Amidala suddenly realized that he meant to take her right there in this dusty warehouse. She thought quickly through her options and realized it was hopeless. She had no way to call for help. If she tried to escape again, he would most certainly injure her and he was much too strong to fight. Her only way to survive was to comply with his wishes and to do as he said until an opportunity to escape presented itself. As she made that realization, a certain peace came over her. She knew what her plan of action would be - pure submissiveness and subservience. And she also felt that odd sense of excitement start to rise again. She had never been submissive in her life. This sense of danger and helplessness excited her. It was a chance to experience something she had suppressed for so long, a deep hidden fantasy of being dominated. “Now, are you ready to do as I say?” Darth Maul demanded. Amidala hung her head, slumped her shoulders in submission and nodded her head. But inside, she could feel her excitement grow and shivered inwardly with anticipation. She could not let this Darth Maul know how she truly felt. Darth Maul studied her face. This one was odd. Given the way she had acted previously, he had not expected her to acquiesce so quickly. It seemed her submissiveness was almost an act. No matter. He would enjoy this attractive female on his terms. He stood up. "Very well. Remove your clothing." Amidala slowly stood, not sure if Darth Maul would strike her again. When he did nothing, she slowly started to remove her belt and wrist bindings and laid them carefully on the table. She was careful to keep her head bowed in submission as she undressed to avoid provoking him. She pulled the brown dress over her head. Next, she pulled off her boots and socks and black pants leaving only her panties and blue shirt to cover her. She felt a chill as a cold desert night breeze blew through the abandoned warehouse and caressed her bare legs with its icy touch. She glanced up at the hidden face of Darth Maul and could see his eyes peering intensely out of the shadow of the cowl at her body. Amidala became excited at being the center of such intense scrutiny and the cold breeze along with her excitement made her shiver and her nipples stand erect under her loose blue shirt. The desert heat had made wearing a bra too uncomfortable, so she had gone without. She hesitated, but only for a moment, then pulled the shirt over her head revealing her small upturned breasts. Finally, she removed her panties and stood naked in front of Maul, the moonlight shining on her fair white skin. She kept her head low, eyes averted and made no effort to cover herself, offering her body. Darth Maul felt his pulse quicken as Amidala undressed. He let his eyes roam over her perfectly shaped breasts, the smooth contours of her waist and hip, and down to the neat triangle of hair that covered her womanhood. Though she kept her head down and tried to appear submissive, he could tell she carried herself in an almost regal way by her posture. Obviously, this was not just some handmaiden of the queen. Maybe she was actually a member of the royal family. He could taste her fear, yet he also could feel something else, almost a feeling of eager anticipation beneath the fear. It almost felt like she wanted him to take her. Well, whoever she was, he would introduce her to the dark side of her sexuality. He walked around behind her and admired the view following the curve of her waist from her chest to her hip and down her shapely thighs. He pulled off his gloves revealing black hands with sharpened nails. He slowly ran a nail from the cleft of her bottom to her neck. Amidala felt a thrill go up her spine and a tingling start in her loins. Abruptly, Darth Maul grabbed her hair and wrenched her backward so that she turned and fell to her knees. Her face was now at the level of his crotch. Without a word being spoken, she knew what he wanted her to do. She pressed her face into the front of his pants and inhaled, smelling his musky male scent. She could feel his manhood pushing out against his trousers. Using her hands, she searched through the folds of his garments until she found his semi-erect organ. She freed it from its confines and brought it out into the open. Inwardly she gasped with delight. His penis not even fully erect was seven inches long, jet black and covered with a web of veins that gave it a irregular surface. Using her tongue she explored the smooth bulbous head with its wide thick rim, the irregular surface of the shaft and the heavy testicles in their large wrinkled sac. Darth Maul's penis pulsed with a life of its own, growing under her ministrations. She took the throbbing dark flesh in her mouth and could feel it swell even more as it extended a full ten inches. Amidala's sessions with Jar Jar had taught her how to bring about this transformation and she enjoyed the power she had over this. Darth Maul enjoyed the sensations of her tongue and mouth on his erection, but now that he was completely erect, it was time for him to have fun with his new sex slave. Using both hands to hold the back of her head he shoved his jutting maleness deep into her mouth, hitting the back of her throat. Amidala gagged, but Darth Maul did not relent, pulling back and thrusting even harder into her mouth without thought to her discomfort. At first, Amidala tried to move and get away, but the steely grip on the back of her head locked her head in place as he shoved his penis deeper and deeper into her mouth. As he continued to thrust, Amidala got used to his rhythm and timed it so her throat relaxed just as his penis hit the back of her throat so she didn't gag. She found herself getting aroused as she was used purely for Darth Maul's pleasure. Darth Maul abruptly pulled out of her mouth and pulled her backward by her hair to the edge of a table where she fell onto her back. He pushed her creamy thighs apart and placed the head of his black tool against the pink opening to her vagina. Without warning he rammed his large pulsing organ deep into the queen's vagina, burying it to the hilt. Though Amidala was aroused, she was not prepared for the suddenness of his penetration and squealed in pain as his large penis stretched her open and invaded her most intimate place. She felt him plunge his erection deep into her vagina with his first thrust, then slowly almost completely withdraw only to drive his stiff member into her again and again. He brutally plunged into her, pistoning his black rod into her hot tight hole. Darth Maul felt Amidala’s vaginal walls grip his manhood tightly as he buried it deep inside her. He worked his rigid shaft in her so vigorously that the table shook and Amidala’s breasts bounced back and forth with the same rhythm. He reached down and roughly grabbed one white breast. He enjoyed kneading the softness with his hand. Taking an erect nipple between his fingers he squeezed hard, eliciting a gasp from Amidala. He looked down at her face, her eyes closed tightly, her bottom lip caught between her teeth. Her breathing quickened as he continued to pump his throbbing erection into her wet opening. Amidala felt a mixture of pain and pleasure as Darth Maul tweaked her nipple and the electrical shocks from her nipple ran down to the center of her womanhood. Maul’s large organ filled her like she had never been filled before. She was so aroused and excited, her juices flowed out like a river as Maul continued to drive his black rod in and out of her clenching vagina. The textured surface from the veins on the shaft stimulated her even more. A familiar pressure started to build in her vagina as she thrust her hips up toward Maul, matching his rhythm. She could feel the current of pleasure running from her breasts down to her groin, centered around the thrusting male hardness that filled her womanly void. Maul saw her breathing quicken even more and realized she was close to having an orgasm. He smiled inwardly. She was already enjoying this way too much. It was not going to take much to lead her to the erotic dark side. He would not let her have her release just yet. He pulled out and spun Amidala around so that her head hung backwards over the edge of the table. He leaned forward, his hands using her breasts as handholds to hold her in place as he forced his tool into her open mouth and down her throat. His balls slapped her cheeks as he pumped his penis in and out of her mouth and down her throat. With her head back, she found she could take his whole length down her throat without gagging. But she needed to release some of the sexual tension that throbbed intensely through her loins. Her hand wandered down her body and she started to rub her clitoris that was now wet with her juices. She started to feel a warm tingle grow and build as she stimulated herself. Darth Maul watched as she masturbated and as she started to get close to her orgasm again, he cruelly twisted her nipples. The pain countered the building waves of pleasure, squelching her orgasm before she could find release. The queen reluctantly pulled her hand away as Darth Maul continued to shove his rigid member into her mouth while playing with her breasts. She now knew that his pleasure was paramount and she would not find any release until he willed it. Darth Maul could feel the pressure building in his groin as he enjoyed the warmth of Amidala’s mouth, the tightness of her throat around his thick sheath. He ran his taloned hands over the smooth pale skin of his prey’s soft young body. The site of the young nubile female spread out in front of him, her soft breasts bouncing to his animalistic rhythm, her smooth thighs spread apart and wet with her juices, her head arched back to take his whole member in her mouth excited him even more. He pistoned his black rod down her throat and could hold back no longer and erupted, spurting his thick white semen into the queen’s mouth. Amidala swallowed as fast as she could. The taste was a bit different from Gungun semen, somewhat pungent, but it was still wonderful to her. Only a small amount escaped from her mouth and dribbled down her cheek. His penis was still in her mouth, but surprisingly, it was still just as hard with no sign of shrinking. This was very different from her experience with Jar Jar. Darth Maul pulled his still erect organ out of her mouth. Now that he was warmed up, it was time for the real fun to begin. He pulled Amidala off the table and pushed her over so that her arms rested on the table. He came up behind her and ran the head of his penis over her wet opening, rubbing it up and down from her clitoris all the way down her crack, spreading her abundant juices. The young queen moaned as she prepared for him to enter her again. But instead of entering her as she wanted, he rested the black head against her puckered anus and started to push. “No, please, not there,” Amidala begged as she tried to squirm away from being impaled by this black intruder. But Darth Maul was silently relentless and pressed even harder against this virginal orifice, stretching it open. “No, no nooooooooo,” she groaned as she felt the burning pain of her sphincter being dilated by Darth’s thick tool. He forced the black head into the taut hole relishing the feeling of her muscles constricting tightly around him as he pushed in all the way. He paused, enjoying the feeling of his penis buried deep in her rectum. Amidala felt as if she had been impaled by a hot black poker and was being torn open. She didn’t know how much of this she could take. But as Darth Maul continued to pull out and plunge back into her tender opening, the initial pain subsided and was replaced with a not unpleasant warmth as she relaxed her sphincter to accommodate him. The sense of fullness was novel to the queen and she found herself enjoying the sensation. The thick rim around the head of Maul’s penis was simultaneously stimulating the queen in a new manner as it rubbed against her g-spot sending waves of pleasure out throughout her body building her up again toward an orgasm. She found herself enjoying being used by Maul and that aroused her further as she pushed back against him. Phantom Menace Between the Scenes 2 Darth Maul smiled down at Amidala. She was already enjoying herself. He didn’t have to do anything to seduce her to the darker pleasures. He reached around and roughly grabbed her hanging breasts, painfully squeezing her nipples, enjoying toying with the erect nubs of flesh. He could feel her pushing back against him in sync with his deep thrusts. He enjoyed watching the contrast of his black penis disappearing into the opening between her pale white globes of flesh. He ran his hands over her hips, then slapped one then the other, using enough force to leave a red handprint on each cheek. He continued to slap her bottom hard in time with his thrusts. Once again, the pain distracted Amidala, thwarting her progress toward her orgasm. Darth Maul pounded faster and harder, driving his tool like a jackhammer until he felt his hot seed building up in his balls and then he lunged forward, imbedding himself deep inside her as he spurted out jets of white semen deep in her bowels. He waited until the contractions stopped and then pulled his still erect penis out with a slight pop. Semen oozed out of Amidala’s rectum. Even though it was now cold in the warehouse, they were both sweating and a sheen of perspiration covered Amidala’s skin making it shine in the dim light. Darth Maul waited. He knew Amidala was extremely edgy with pent up sexual energy and desire. Soon he would have his victory. After Darth Maul had pulled out, the queen felt a great emptiness and frustration with no release for all of the lustful desires that were coursing through her body. She knew that he was finished with her, and that she could leave if she wanted to. And she also knew that she would have no release unless she completely submitted before her dark lover. Part of her struggled to regain control of her mind, but her dark fantasies pulled at her even more strongly. “Please,” she said as she remained in position, her head still bent in submission. Darth Maul stayed silent. Amidala pushed out her bottom toward Maul. “I need it.” Still he did nothing. “Use me for your pleasure in any way you wish. I am yours to command, just put it back in me. I beg you.” Darth Maul smiled. He placed his rigid rod against her vaginal opening. This was the true test. “No, not there. Higher.” Darth Maul knew he had her now. He grabbed her hips and speared her asshole again with his large black organ, burying it into her with one stroke. Amidala gasped with the initial intrusion, but the initial discomfort was replaced with pleasure as he stroked his tool inside of her. Her sphincter gripped his shaft as he repeatedly rammed deep inside of her. The rougher he was, the more excited she became. She found a perverse pleasure in the way he roughly kneaded her breasts, bringing jolts of pain and pleasure as he worked them. She pushed back hard against Maul, moving her pelvis so that his penis massaged her g-spot. The pressure of his manhood rubbing her g-spot sent waves of pleasure building up inside of her and this time Darth Maul continued to pound his black meat into her dark hole until the pleasure built to a crescendo carrying her to the heights of pleasure. “Yes, yes oh, ah, ah, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” she screamed as her body convulsed with the intensity of her tremendous orgasm. She felt ripples of blissful spasms rock her pelvis as the fire of her passion erupted from her loins and joined the electrical jolts from her nipples. The orgasm seemed to peak forever and go on and on. The sight of the young queen writhing in the throes of her orgasm sent Darth Maul over the edge as her convulsing sphincter spasmed around his penis and he once again erupted inside of her, emptying his entire load deep inside of her, adding the his previous deposit. This time, he was finally spent and his erection became flaccid as his balls emptied completely. He held onto the queen with his penis still imbedded in her rectum and leaned over and whispered in her ear, "You are now mine. When I call, you will obey my every command." The young queen heard these words as she recovered from the peak of her pleasure and a part of her tried to deny their truth. But as she felt Maul's penis being withdrawn from her rectum, she found herself succumbing to the dark side of her desires and answered, "Yes,... master." Phantom Menace Between the Scenes 3 Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by George Lucas and Lucasfilm, Ltd. No money is being made and no infringement is intended. The Senator’s Help The Queen’s spacecraft made it to Coruscant and landed on a platform high above street level. Supreme Chancellor Valorum, several guards, and Senator Palpatine greeted them as they descended from the ramp. Palpatine was surprised to see how the Queen had matured since he had last met her. Communicating to her by holoprojection had not prepared him for the beautiful young lady now standing before him. “It is great to see you alive, Your Majesty. May I present Supreme Chancellor Valorum.” Palpatine stated. “Welcome, Your Highness. It is an honor to finally meet you…” Valorum said. As Valorum droned on with his greeting, Palpatine cast an appreciative eye over the queen. He would have to get to know her better. Padme noted the Senator’s interest in who he thought was the queen. Perhaps she could turn this to her advantage. The Senator invited them to come to his quarters right away, but Padme motioned to the “Queen” to delay so that she would have time to prepare. The Queen and her staff were shown to their quarters. There, Amidala resumed her role as queen and dressed in a lime green outfit with a white headdress topped with a black fan like appendage. She carefully applied the white makeup and the red highlights on her lips and cheeks. Amidala sent Captain Panaka on a mission to obtain some information she needed. The Queen accompanied by Eirtae and Rabe then went to Senator Palpatine’s place. The Senator greeted the Queen and her party. He noted the there was something different about the Queen, but he attributed it to her changed wardrobe. The Senator went on about the state of affairs within the Senate. “…the Republic is not what it once was. The Senate is full of greedy, squabbling delegates who are only looking out for themselves and their home sytems. There is no interest in the common good...no civility, only politics...its disgusting. I must be frank, Your Majesty, there is little chance the Senate will act on the invasion.” “Chancellor Valorum seems to think there is hope,” Amidala replied. “If I may say so, Your Majesty, the Chancellor has little real power...he is mired down by baseless accusations of corruption. A manufactured scandal surrounds him. The bureaucrats are in charge now. “ “What options do we have?” asked Amidala. “Our best choice would be to push for the election of a stronger Supreme Chancellor. One who will take control of the bureaucrats, enforces the laws, and give us justice. You could call for a vote of no confidence in Chancellor Valorum.” “He has been our strongest supporter. Is there any other way?” “Our only other choice would to be to submit a plea to the courts...” “There's no time for that. The courts take even longer to decide things than the Senate. Our people are dying, Senator...more and more each day. We must do something quickly to stop the Federation.” “To be realistic, Your Highness, I'd say we're going to have to accept Federation control for the time being.” “That is something I cannot do.” Captain Panaka approached Queen Amidala and whispered something in her ear. “Senator, could we continue this discussion in private?” “Certainly.” He escorted the Queen into his private study and closed the door. “What did you wish to discuss?” “Senator Palpatine, even though you say the Senate may not act, I know you wield significant influence and could do much to promote our cause especially if you were to take a more active role in presenting our case.” “I’m doing as much as possible as it is.” “What about the help you gave to the Horanian system with their conflict. You managed to push a resolution to that conflict through the Senate relatively quickly.” “That was a totally different situation…” “Was it because of the special arrangement you had made with the Grand Empress of that system?” Palpatine started to become suspicious of this line of questioning. How could Amidala know about the sexual favors he received from the Empress? “Understand Senator,” Amidala continued, “I will do anything to help my people. Anything.” “I see, but…” “You seem hesitant. Perhaps it is because of my age. Let me assure you Senator that I am completely mature and a legal adult in the Republic.” “Yes, I understand, but…” “Perhaps you are unsure if I can meet your needs. Let me demonstrate.” The Queen knelt in front of the surprised Senator and reached in and pulled his flaccid penis out from his pants. She took it into her mouth and sucked on it while running her tongue over its soft surface. The Senator recovered from his initial shock and his penis started to twitch and grow under the queen’s efforts. He had underestimated the Queen. He had not expected the Queen to take this approach. Soon he was fully erect. The Queen bobbed her head up and down his shaft. Amidala enjoyed feeling the Senator become erect in her mouth. She was afraid that he wasn’t going to let her do this, that he was going to think that she was too young. But once he was erect in her mouth, she knew she had him. Fully erect, his penis was smaller than Jar Jar or Darth Maul, but it was still sizeable, about seven inches long fully erect. She was eager to explore her first human penis. It was smoother than the others yet just as hard. Starting at the head, she ran her tongue down the shaft to the wrinkled sac at its base. She nuzzled his pubic hair, inhaling his male scent. She licked up and down his erection and then blew. Palpatine was amazed at the young Queen’s abilities. The coolness caused by her blowing on his moistened penis was a sensuous contrast to her hot tongue. He wanted to grab her head and force himself into her mouth, but could not find a way around her elaborate headdress, so he leaned back and enjoyed the sensations of the young mouth on his erection. Amidala took pleasure in the effect she was having on the Senator. She took the now cooler head in her warm mouth and sucked while twirling her tongue around it. Slowly, she worked his stiff rod deeper and deeper into her mouth until she was deep throating him, nuzzling his pubic hair. The feeling of her warm mouth and throat was incredible and the Senator leaned over and grabbed Amidala’s shoulders and held her so he could force himself deeper down her throat. The sight of his erect member disappearing into the white faced queen’s adolescent mouth spurred him on and he shoved harder and harder. The Queen took his whole length without gagging and used her hand to cup and massage his balls. He continued to thrust relishing the feeling of her warm wet mouth until he felt the pressure building inside his balls. He erupted, spurting his semen deep down her throat. He squirted and squirted emptying his load. Amidala eagerly swallowed it all without missing a drop. The Senator’s penis stayed erect. Some men must have more stamina than others she thought. She stood. “Did I help you adequately with your needs, Senator?” “Well, yes, that was quite adequate.” “Then Senator, do we have an agreement? You help me with my needs and I will help you with yours.” “I think we can work something out.” “I also believe that it would benefit us greatly if you were to personally present our case before the Senate tomorrow.” “Well,…” the Senator hesitated. “I understand. We have an agreement. If I want you to do something for me, I must do something for you.” Amidala walked to the desk and pulled her skirt forward. The split in the back of her skirt opened and she pulled until the split revealed her bare bottom. She had not worn any panties. She had not planned to go this far with the Senator this first time, but she was so aroused from sucking him that she had to have a man inside of her to satisfy her needs. And she was also curious to see what sex with a human would be like. She bent over and put her hands on the desk and waited. Palpatine could not believe this. His hesitation, which the Queen had obviously misinterpreted to be doubt, had been purely by accident. He approached the Queen from behind, admiring the view of the two smooth white mounds that beckoned him. He placed his still erect penis at the opening of her wet vagina and ran its head up and down her glistening slit, lubricating the bulbous head with her juices. The Queen delighted in feeling his jutting maleness rub against her clitoris, run up the lips wet from arousal to her anus, up and down, spreading her sexual lubrication. He would pause at the entrance to her vagina, parting the lips and pushing just to the opening, and then back away to rub up and down the outer parts again. This teasing began to frustrate her as she felt the urge to be filled. Amidala pushed back against the Senator, hoping he would get the hint. “Eager to fulfill your part of the bargain, I see,” said the Senator. “I’ll give you what you want and much, much more.” He placed his stiff rod at the opening and lunged forward, burying it deep inside of Amidala in one motion. He marveled at the tight wet warmth that surrounded his erect flesh. He pulled out then pushed back in, slowly picking up the rhythm until he was pounding deep inside of the young Queen with each thrust. Amidala felt the delicious sensation of the Senator entering her, filling her void with his hard male member. As he continued to thrust, she felt the pleasure building up inside her vagina as he stimulated the sensitive nerve endings inside of her. How she craved this feeling! Palpitine tried to fondle her breasts, but the sash of cloth wrapped around her chest prevented any access. But from what he could feel under the thick cloth, he knew that they hid something that he would definitely want to explore at a later time when he could spend some quality time with his new sex toy. He grasped the Queen’s pale hips and enjoyed the sight of his penis plunging into her royal vaginal opening. The pistoning hardness inside of Amidala continued to increase the electrical waves of sensual pleasure that radiated out from her pelvis lifting her higher and higher until she reached a peak and had a thunderous orgasm. “Oh, ah, ah, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” she screamed as she writhed with the pleasure of her orgasm. Seeing the young Queen in the throes of sexual rapture pushed the Senator over the edge and he hammered his throbbing shaft inside of her until he sprayed his seed deep inside of her hot wet canal. He grunted as he thrust and felt the semen spurt out again and again. There was so much that it mixed with Amidala’s juices and oozed out of her opening. Completely spent after emptying his entire load, Palpatine pulled his shrinking penis out of the Queen’s sopping vagina. The Queen stood and straightened her skirt. She turned and faced the Senator as she smoothed out the wrinkles in her clothing caused by their frenzied encounter. “So Senator, we will see you tomorrow at the Senate chamber.” “I will be there.” “Then we are in agreement with the terms of our arrangement?” “It will be a pleasure for me to serve you, Your Highness,” said Palpatine as he bowed to the Queen. Queen Amidala nodded to the Senator, “The pleasure is all mine, Senator.” She walked out with his sperm running down her thigh. Diplomacy was much more interesting than she had ever realized. Phantom Menace Between the Scenes 4 Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by George Lucas and Lucasfilm, Ltd. No money is being made and no infringement is intended. Gungan Diplomacy The Gunguns had gathered in the swamp. Boss Nass stood on a tree as Queen Amidala, Jar Jar, Anakin, Qui-Gon, Obi-Wan and the rest of the Queen’s party approached. He thought the Queen looked abnormally pale with her white makeup. The females behind the Queen were much more to his liking, especially the one with the leather vest. Boss Nass called out to them, “Jar Jar, yousa payen dis time. Who's da uss-en others??” The decoy Queen stepped forward. “I am Queen Amidala of the Naboo...I come before you in peace.” “Naboo biggen. Yousa bringen da Mackineeks... Dya busten uss-en omm. Yousa all bombad. Yousa all die'n, mesa tink.” Captain Panaka and half a dozen guards looked around nervously. The Gungan troops lowered their long power poles. The Jedi stayed relaxed. Anakin watched everything with great interest. “We wish to form an alliance,” the fake Queen continued. Suddenly Padme stepped forward. She sensed that things were not going their way and felt another approach was needed. “Your Honor…” she started to say. “Whosa dis?” asked Boss Nass. He raised his eyes at this attractive female. This one was much nicer. Much much nicer. “ I am Queen Amidala.” She pointed to the “Queen”. “This is my decoy...my protection...my loyal bodyguard.” Anakin was stunned. Obi-Wan and Qui-Gon gave each other a knowing look. The Queen continued. “I am sorry for my deception, but under the circumstances it has become necessary to protect myself. Although we do not always agree, Your Honor, our two great societies have always lived in peace...until now. The Trade Federation has destroyed all that we have worked so hard to build. You are in hiding, my people are in camps. If we do not act quickly, all will be lost forever...I ask you to help us...no, I beg you to help us.” Amidala dropped to her knees. “We are your humble servants… our fate is in your hands.” During their trip back from Coruscant, the Queen had spent much time with Jar Jar, learning as much as she could about the Gungun male anatomy and she also picked up a great deal of information about Gungun culture. The Gungun society was completely male dominated and they could not conceive of a woman leader. Amidala realized that her being queen would have a negative impact on establishing a relationship between the two peoples. However, as she analyzed the situation, she came up with alternative approaches should normal diplomatic initiatives fail. During her sessions with Jar Jar, she also discovered that a female getting on her knees was a sign of submission. And claiming to be a servant was an indication of a willingness to do anything to please the male. She would now see how well her back up plan was going to work. Behind her, Captain Panaka, the Jedi and the rest of the Queen’s group had also dropped to their knees. Boss Nass saw Jar Jar wink and began to laugh. He was going to have some major fun. “Yousa no tinken yousa greater den da Gungans.. Mesa like dis. Maybe wesa bein friends.” Amidala smiled. Things were moving in the right direction. Boss Nass descended from the tree and walked up to the Queen. He held his hand out to her. She grabbed it as he helped her up. “Yousa come with my. Wesa needen to have meetin in private.” “As you wish,” the Queen answered. Captain Panaka walked up. “I insist someone be with you, your Highness.” “I will be fine. How else can we learn to trust each other? We as leaders must set an example for our peoples.” Boss Nass led the Queen into an enclosed chamber and sealed the opening behind them. The chamber was sparsely furnished with a table at one end of the room and odd pieces of art decorating the walls. The walls of the room emitted a low bluish light. Amidala turned and looked up at Boss Nass. “Howsa yousa and wesa doin dis alliance?” Boss Nass decided to let Amidala make the first move. Amidala knelt directly in front of Boss Nass. “Our fate is in your hands.” She looked directly in front of her and noted she was facing his crotch. “Yousa wantin what from da Gungans?” The Queen could see the front of Boss Nass’s garment tenting up from his erection. “Well, it is obvious that you have a large military unit which you can use,” the Queen answered. “I believe that I can help you prepare it for action.” She reached under his garment and pulled out his semi-rigid penis. It was green, about nine inches long and almost as thick as her wrist. It had a knobby textured surface. Using her tongue, she ran it from the tip to the base, exploring every ridge and hollow. She stretched her mouth over the large bulbous head and grasped the shaft with both hands, moving them up and down as she sucked. Her ministrations caused the tumescent organ to grow until it was completely erect. Amidala could feel heat grow in her loins as she became aroused. She bobbed her head up and down, taking more and more of the erect green rod in her mouth. With one hand, she gently massaged his huge testicles, each the size of an orange. Boss Nass put his hands on her head and thrust his erect member down her throat. The Naboo Queen was quite talented and he was amazed how erotic her tongue and mouth felt. Having a Naboo female giving him pleasure with her mouth was much different than he expected. He also found himself enjoying the view of the Naboo Queen kneeling in front of him with his penis in her mouth. It made him stiffer and more erect than he had been in a long time. The Queen stopped sucking and held his much larger erection in both hands. “Once your unit is ready for action, you must find the proper location to place your unit.” Amidala stood and pushed her pants and panties down to her ankles and stepped out of them. Her skin was so pale and white, almost like the underbelly of a fish which was the most erotic part of any creature. She turned around and leaned forward, supporting herself with one hand on the table. Boss Nass stared at the soft pale bottom in front of him split by a dark moistened cleft. With her other hand, she pulled at Nass' erection. "Now that your unit is ready for action, you must position it carefully..." She guided the head toward her wet opening. "And once you find an opening, you must drive your unit through it." Boss Nass was more than happy to comply. As the young Queen rubbed the head of his penis up and down the slippery crack, he grabbed her hips and thrust hard, impaling her with his throbbing member. "Mmm, yes. Keep pushing hard into the opening until your unit is deep inside. You may have to withdraw somewhat and then thrust forward again and again to penetrate as deep as you can." Her voice wavered as Boss Nass bucked inside of her, pushing his enormous rod deeper and deeper until it was buried completely inside her most intimate place. His heavy balls slapped against her bottom in time with his thrusts. Her tight hot vaginal walls squeezed his rigid organ in a slippery embrace unlike any he had experienced before. Boss Nass slid one hand up under her shirt along her stomach up to her hanging breasts. He enjoyed the feeling of her warm soft skin, so unlike the clammy moist skin of his people. He cupped her breast in his hand, rolling her nipple between his thumb and forefinger. He was beginning to understand why Jar Jar had had such a fixation on Naboo females. Amidala gasped as electrical shocks ran from her erect nipple down to the pressure building in her loins. This was the largest penis she had ever had inside of her and it was quickly stimulating her to an intense state of arousal. Her universe contracted to focus on the jutting member pushing deeper and deeper inside of her, her whole body one huge erogenous nerve. From this center of flesh, waves of pleasure spread throughout her body, synchronized to the rhythmic pounding in her body. Her eyes were shut tightly as were her fists, her breath coming rapidly as she had the ride of her life. The pleasure built up higher and higher until she felt like she was floating on a cloud of pleasure. Boss Nass started to drool copiously which was his habit whenever he was excited and he was very excited by this point. Here he was, reaming the young nubile Queen of the Naboo, at her request. He continued to thrust deeply into the Queen’s tight opening, his saliva dripping onto her bottom, mixing with her juices. He was so aroused by this situation that he all too quickly felt the familiar pressure building in his groin as he manhandled the Queen’s breasts and nipples. Amidala felt the head of his penis swell as he approached his orgasm and that put enough extra pressure on her g-spot to push her over the edge. “Uh, uh, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…” the Queen moaned as her body spasmed with the intensity of her orgasm. The site of the Queen writhing around with her orgasm and the clenching of her vagina around his penis sent Boss Nass into his own orgasm and he thrust mightily as he shot out wad after wad of semen deep into her tight tunnel. He kept pumping as he emptied his load filling her. He had not ejaculated so much in a long long time and it overflowed out of her slippery opening and down her thighs. He collapsed on top of the Queen, pinning her to the table. Amidala was the first to recover. She felt Boss Nass shrinking but his penis was still sizable inside her vagina. "After your unit has completed its mission , you may have to withdraw your now smaller unit and take time to recover so that it will be ready to be thrust into position again." Boss Nass raised himself up off of the Queen and looked down as his now flaccid penis slipped out of her. A gob of semen spilled out of her opening and oozed down her thigh. "Mesa tinken wesa doin dis kinda planning meybee every day." "If it is your wish, it would be my pleasure for us to meet to discuss strategy as often as you like." They straightened up and returned to the Queen’s group. Captain Panaka noted that the Queen looked quite flushed and was walking somewhat stiffly. “Your Highness, are you feeling well?” the concerned Captain asked. “I’m fine,” the young Queen answered as she held her legs tightly together to prevent more semen from leaking out of her. She was afraid someone would notice the wet stain already on the crotch of her pants and did not want it to grow any further. “Our meeting has definitely brought us closer together, but there are many hard issues we will need to work on that only I am in a position to deal with. I will be meeting privately with Boss Nass to further explore these issues on a daily basis.” She turned to Boss Nass and held out her hand. “It was a pleasure meeting you today, Boss Nass.” Boss Nass took her hand in his and squeezed it. “Dey pleasure all mine, Naboo Queen. Mesa seein yousa next day den.” Boss Nass went to find Jar Jar after leaving Amidala with the Jedi and her generals to discuss the battle plan. He found him and put his arm around Jar Jar. "Yousa doen grand. Jar Jar bringen da Naboo together." "Oh, no, no, no..." Jar Jar replied. "So, wesa maken yousa Bombad General." "General??! Oh, no..." Jar Jar's eyes rolled back, his tongue flopped out and he fainted. Boss Nass leaned over Jar Jar. "Da Naboo Queen maken mesa feel mooie grand. Dat Naboo Queen fine. Maybee yousa and mesa doin her majesty at da same time since yousa now General." At that, Jar Jar jumped up and clapped Boss Nass on the back. “Yousa da best Boss!”