Invader Syndrome Ch. 76 (Star Wars AU) (Patreon)

(Every character depicted in the story below is a consenting legal adult over the age of 18)

A/N: Padme prepares a surprise for her husband~

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As soon as her husband returns with Ashla by his side, collar around her neck, Padme is immediately besotted with the shy, introverted woman. When she finds out from Vader himself exactly who and what Ashla was and how he’d found her… well, she knew that she needed to do something truly special for him~

It takes a few weeks to arrange things, not everyone is where she wants them to be at first, but as the Empress, Padme has plenty of pull to make what she wants happen. The real trick is trying to keep things a secret from her husband but fortunately Vader is busy enough with everything else that he’s distracted until the day finally comes.

And so, Padme gets to watch the mild surprise on his face as he comes through the door to find what she’s prepared for him. He’d no doubt sensed the concentration of power in the Force ahead of time to be fair, but even then, he couldn’t have imagined what he would see with his eyes.

The room is filled with women, mostly former Jedi. And they’re all in pairs made to accentuate their skin tones. On one side you have Shaak Ti and Varice, the red and orange of the two Togruta women certainly catching the eye. Then, on another side, you have Barriss Offee and Luminara Unduli, their yellow and green complimenting one another just as well.

Meanwhile, the third pair are Aayla Secura and Riyo Chuchi. Not quite as… related to one another as the others, but between their blue skin and Riyo’s indigo hair and lip color, they also make a fetching contrast with the other pairs.

Finally, there’s Padme and Ashla. Padme sits upon her throne like the Empress she is, while Ashla kneels at her feet, collared and leashed. Ashla’s pale white skin is several shades lighter than Padme’s own tanned flesh, leaving them to also complement one another.

All eight of them are quite… undressed, wearing nothing but lace and not much of it either, their bodies presented to Vader in daring poses meant to entice and draw the eye. Her husband, to his credit, sweeps his gaze across all of them relatively slowly, taking in the view of them all without comment for a long minute before stepping fully into the room.

“Well now. Is this all for me, dear wife?”

Padme grins, eyes lidded.

“It is dear husband. All of these women… are eager for you to give them true purpose.”

Vader cocks an eyebrow at that, but it doesn’t take more than a few seconds for understanding to dawn on him. He had told her that he had refrained from impregnating Shaak Ti before returning to breed her, after all. And so Padme knew that the former Jedi master was eager for his seed. Just the same, all of the others were also eager for Vader to claim them and properly knock them up.

“… I see. I suppose we’d best get started then.”

Giggling, Padme lifts her free hand and snaps her fingers. At the sound, all three of the other pairs begin to move as one towards Vader. He watches them approach with hooded eyes and for a moment Padme imagines that he will let them show him their appreciation first.

But no. She shouldn’t have gotten ahead of herself. Her husband is nothing if not impulsive and daring. He is, at his core, the sort of man who will always make the first move.

Indeed, before any of them can reach his feet, Vader wades forward into their crawling forms like the predator he is, fishing his cock out of his trousers without even bothering to remove his clothing. He grabs his Sith Apprentice first, taking the former Ahsoka Tano by her montrals and pushing her head down his cock for a moment. He drives deep into her throat, making her gurgle and choke… and then he pulls out and pushes her to the floor, following him down.

The others all surround the two of them, even as Varice is soon impaled upon her Lord’s cock, taking Vader nice and deep and crying out in ecstasy all the while.

Watching this from her ‘throne’, Padme smirks before looking down at Ashla on her knees before her. The two of them were only observing for a simple enough reason… they were already pregnant. Indeed, in his efforts to break Ashla’s mind so he could not just escape Mortis but also abscond with her, he had cum inside of the woman a dozen times easily. And the Force seemed, if nothing else, to have quite the sense of humor… or maybe it just saw an opportunity and took it.

Truthfully, it was still hard to think of this submissive beauty kneeling before Padme as a ‘manifestation’ of the Force. And yet, if that was what her husband called her, then Padme believed him. That said, Ashla was their shared pet first and foremost… and to that end, Padme gives her leash a little tug, drawing the pale woman away from the debauched sighs and bringing her around.

“Attend me.”

Ashla’s eyes slide off of Vader and the orgy he’s beginning and move to Padme. She barely even hesitates before dipping her head downwards in submission.

“Yes Mistress~”

A moment later and she’s burying her face between Padme’s spreading legs, nuzzling up against the Empress’ crotch and sliding her tongue out to begin lapping at Padme’s pussy lips. Breath hitching, eyes growing even more lidded than before, Padme turns her attention back to Vader even as Ashla pleasures her.

The stark contrast of the red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple around him are enough to make Padme smile wickedly, even as Vader takes commanding control of the entire encounter. He doesn’t just focus on one woman at a time either. Even as he’s fucking Varice’s orange cunt silly and preparing to inseminate her, he’s got one hand buried in Luminara’s green pussy and the fingers of the other pressed between Shaak Ti’s red lips.

Meanwhile, the others are either busy with themselves or each other, their own hands wandering over one another’s bodies or their own as they moan and squeal and cry out in equal measure depending on what’s being done to them.

Never once does her husband get overwhelmed. Even as Varice seizes up in a climax beneath him and he proceeds to unload inside of her, Vader stays in full control. After she’s finished, he immediately grabs Shaak Ti by her red hips and swings her over onto her hands and knees right over the other Togruta.

The older alien woman is impaled from behind in a split second, causing her to cry out as Vader drives oh so deeply into her without hesitation and without mercy. Her back arches, her lekku swing and her montrals are in danger of poking out one of Vader’s eyes with how far her spine bends.

Not that that happens, of course. Vader simply grabs her by one of her montrals and holds her steady as he fucks her nonstop and without pause. All the while, the others are fingering themselves to try and match his speed and ferocity, attempting to mimic even a fraction of what he’s doing with his cock.

Shaak Ti’s gasping, exultant cries are music to Padme’s ears. She can see the happiness in the other woman’s eyes from her seat, she can feel Shaak Ti’s excitement building and building. Or maybe that’s just her own excitement as Ashla works over her cunt with her inexperienced yet no less enthusiastic tongue.

Perhaps its both, because Padme winds reaching climax at the exact same time as Shaak Ti, both of them cumming together despite being across the room from one another. Vader just keeps going though, fucking Shaak Ti through a second orgasm and then a third.

Only on that third does he finally unleash his restraint, his second load filling Shaak Ti’s womb just as the first filled Ahsoka. The older Togruta’s eyes roll back in her skull and her tongue lolls out of her mouth as she shudders in ecstasy at finally getting what she most wanted.

Padme is happy for her, truly. In fact, she’s happy for all of them… because obviously, Vader is just getting started.

He moves on to Barriss and Luminara next, grabbing hold of the elder alien woman this time around first. Luminara ends up on her side along with her Padawan, both of them with their legs draped over Vader’s shoulders and their hands clutching at one another. Yellow and green breasts alike press into each other, squishing as they hold on tightly.

Vader’s cock disappears into Luminara wholly, filling her to the brim and then some. The former Jedi Master cries out, not even trying to hide her enjoyment at this point. From what Padme knew, she’d initially been ashamed of this… ashamed to have fallen so far and stooped so low. Ashamed of her ability to protect her padawan from her own darkness.

But not anymore. Part of that is likely because Barriss shows no shame herself, even as she captures Luminara’s lips with her own and swallows up the older woman’s moans and cries of ecstasy. The two of them kiss deeply, making out with each other nonstop as Luminara is fucked senseless by Vader’s cock.

Padme’s husband doesn’t hold back any more than he did with Varice or Shaak Ti and soon enough Luminara is receiving the same treatment they both did, his seed flowing into her womb and filling her up to the brim. From there, he swiftly switches to Barriss, not even having to move either of them or change positions. Indeed, all he does is pull out of Luminara’s freshly creampied cunt and stuff his cock into Barriss’ sopping wet pussy a moment later.

The yellow skinned Mirialan cries out, squealing as he impales her without hesitation. Meanwhile, its her green skinned former Master’s turn to silence and swallow up her noises this time. Luminara kisses Barriss deeply and hungrily, the two of them swapping spit and wrestling tongues with one another even as Vader plows the latter just as fully as he plowed the former.

Padme, meanwhile, humps Ashla’s face some more, even as she feels herself getting closer to a second orgasm on the collar woman’s tongue. It comes right as Vader is finishing inside of Barriss, Padme’s climax rippling through her just as her husband and the Mirialan are both reaching their own final releases together.

Well, final release for Barriss. For Vader, his work isn’t done just yet. Next up are Aayla and Riyo, both of whom look anticipatory and eager as they wait for Vader just a short step away.

Rather than move towards them, however, Vader clenches his hands into fists and yanks them towards him. Both naked aliens are dragged forward, gasping and panting in unison. Without further ado, Vader spins Aayla around and puts her on all fours, while Riyo gets to be pressed up against his side.

Grabbing Aayla by her lekku, Vader yanks them back behind the blue skinned Twi’lek’s head without hesitation, making her cry out and spasm her way through an orgasm even before he enters her. His cock penetrates a moment after that, slamming into her from behind as Vader begins to rather savagely fuck her.

Riyo, meanwhile, gets to nuzzle into his neck and watch while fingering herself as Aayla is taken so much more roughly than all the others. The masochistic Twi’lek enjoys it though, her eyes rolling back in her head in record time as her tits bounce and swing in front of her.

She cums and cums for Vader, more times than all of the other women combined. She cums so much that Padme isn’t sure where one orgasm ends and the other begins.

Eventually, her constantly climaxing pussy finally manages to milk Vader of his load. He fills her with his seed, the fifth such batch tonight. Five batches for five different women, all of them certainly pregnant after this.

Finally, Riyo is taken last. Vader grabs the young Senator by her hips and lifts her up to sit her on Aayla’s upturned ass, the Twi’lek having collapsed into a face down, ass up position. He fucks Riyo there with her arms and legs wrapped around his body, holding onto him for dear life as he pounds into Riyo’s pussy while his heavy ball sack slaps against Aayla’s creamed cunt.

Padme smiles at the beautiful sight. She smiles even wider still when Riyo, after cumming a handful of times on Vader’s cock, is finally filled with his sixth load. As she receives his seed, as her fertile womb is filled with his virile cum, Riyo tosses her head backwards, letting Padme see the pure ecstasy on her face all the while.

And then… it’s done. At least, it’s done for the six women that Padme has assembled. Vader rises to his feet, surrounded by splayed bodies in awkward, embarrassing positions. Each of them is covered in sweat, each of them is leaking his cum, each of them has taken a hot, thick load deep in their wombs.

But Vader barely pays any of them any mind… instead, looking to Padme and Ashla and smiling as he steps over their twitching, trembling bodies, his cock still rock hard.

Padme smiles right back as she directs Ashla to get out of the way and welcomes her husband with open arms~

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A/N: No vote this time, next chapter will be the final chapter of this story! I already know what I intend to have replace this story, hopefully people will like what I have planned!

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