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Star Wars: Rebels
Ménage à Tua

Chapter Three:
Trouble in Paradise
by
Jarkota

Author's Note:
Big thanks to everyone who's kept reading so far. I'd intended this to just be a one-shot, but I just kept getting ideas and now I don't know what to do with them all. I appreciate your time and your patience with what may seem random craziness, but I assure you there is a method to my madness. Also, to answer a question from Aysha about the previous story; you are correct about the "Dune" reference, but "glitterstim" is an actual drug in the Star Wars universe and not a Mass Effect reference.
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It was a warm day on Lothal with a gentle breeze blowing through the leaves of the trees in Maketh's garden. A dozen meters from the Mandalorian orange trees, Sabine sat in a padded folding chair admiring her latest work. In front of her was a wooden easel and wood-framed canvas; to her right a table with a selection of paint jars and brushes. She ignored the small splatters of color that adorned her otherwise-nude body; it was just a consequence of her art, after all, and a quick dip in the pond later would take care of them anyway.

On the canvas was a perfect reproduction of the cluster of trees and the surrounding landscape as her eye caught it. The pale gray sky with ribbons of clouds and migratory birds flying in a wedge-shaped formation, the bright green grass, right down to the pollinating insect that had settled onto one of the blossoms of the closest tree. As beautiful as the piece was, though, it was far from complete.
"That's a perfect backdrop. Now for the real masterpiece." She selected a brush and was about to dip it in one of the jars when she heard the sound of a vehicle approaching from the south. She was on her feet before she realized it and reaching for her blasters, which she cursed herself for leaving - along with her clothes - in the parlor.
Her panic was short-lived, however, as she recognized the small shuttle flying in low, just high enough to clear the garden wall. It was the Phantom. As soon as it cleared the wall, the landing gear came down and the ship settled in not far from the house. Breathing a sigh of relief, Sabine capped her paint jars and ran to meet the ship.
She got there just as the ship powered down and the boarding ramp descended. Hera stepped down, clad in a pair of leather sandals, a very tiny two-piece bathing suit that left little to the imagination and a pair of wrap-around sunglasses. She carried a towel in one hand and a small woven-fiber basket in the other. "Fancy meeting you here!" she said, hugging Sabine and paying no mind to the girl's nakedness. "I thought you and Ezra would be on the 1930. Did you get moved in that quickly?"
Sabine tried her best to avert her eyes from the Twi'lek's mature, developed body."Nice to see you, too, Hera. And no, we're not quite finished yet. Ezra wanted to get the stuff left from his parents' old house and move it onto the ship before we sell it."
"So he's really going through with that. I would have thought he'd want to keep it."
"A lot of lonely days and bad memories, he says. Better to get rid of the negative influences on his mind. The ship has more room, anyway."
"Makes sense. If we had to move quickly, better to have a house that can move with you. Has he decided on a name for it yet?"
Sabine shook her head. "No. He says he has too many ideas to narrow down right now. And we can't get the ship registered until he can fly it anyway, so there's no rush." She eyed Hera's attire. "So, what are you doing here?"
"Maketh invited me down for a swim, and I thought I'd bring a picnic lunch."
Sabine raised an eyebrow. "Maketh's not here - she went into the city for the day. She told me I would have free run of the house and garden, so I thought I'd so some painting. I smell a setup..."
"But why would she do such a thing? Why get the two of us here together without her....?"
"I think she intended for us to 'get closer'." Sabine blushed and fingered the collar that she had only removed a few times to bathe since Ezra had given it to her on their wedding day. "But I don't know....without Ezra here...."
"You'd feel like you were cheating. I know; I feel the same way about Kanan." She kissed Sabine on the forehead. "Even if you do look delicious."
"Hera!" Sabine said, blushing even more deeply.
"Hey - you're not the only one that's had that woman open her eyes. If Kanan and Ezra were here and said 'go for it'...." the Twi'lek trailed off. Sabine's eye twitched, which made Hera laugh even more.
"I...I'd be lying if I said I didn't think you were beautiful......or claimed that I never had the odd fantasy about you here and there...."
At that moment, the back door to the landspeeder bay opened up and Maketh stood there, in all of her nude glory, smirking. At this stage of her pregnancy, her belly was becoming visibly swollen, albeit slightly, and she had taken to wearing looser clothing while in public. "And so, the truth comes out."
Sabine glared at the woman. "I knew it - you had this planned."
"Rightly so, dearie. I wanted my two favorite girls to drop by for a visit, but I didn't think you'd come if you knew what I had planned so I had to invite you separately. Now that you're here, the fun can begin!" She walked up to Hera, swaying her hips as she moved, and kissed the other woman. Sabine looked down at the concrete patio, blushing, when the blonde's hand roamed down to Hera's firm buttocks.
"Look, Maketh," Hera said, flustered. "It's not that simple. Ezra and Kanan..."
"Ezra and Kanan would be drooling on the floor if they could see this right now. You've both been with me before and I don't think they'd bat an eyelash at the three of us having a little fun."
Hera looked back and forth between the two naked beauties before her. She was not starved for sex; far from it. Since their relationship had come out into the open, she and Kanan were doing it almost every night. And yet, it had been since Ezra and Sabine's wedding night that she had tasted Maketh. The woman's like a drug and I've been going through withdrawal, she realized. And Sabine....would I be a fool to turn that down? Her eyes ran up and down the girl's body - the firm, perky breasts, the slim, toned arms and legs, flat stomach, adorably-tight posterior. It was so easy to see why Ezra and Maketh both desired this girl. And I have to wonder....just what Maketh has taught her....and what she knows besides....
Before she could second-guess herself, the Twi'lek grabbed the Mando's head and pulled her into a deep, firm kiss that left the girl speechless. "If the boys want to complain," Hera said after releasing her, "we'll just make it up to them later."
Sabine was trembling. "I....I can't...Master hasn't said I can....."
Maketh nibbled the back of her neck. "You never had to ask him if you could play with me..."
"Th-that's different...y-you were already there....and Master lays with you as well.....he...he does not lay with her.....I must ask him....and Kanan....before I can...."
"Sabine," Hera said in her most commanding tone, "you know you want this. I've felt your eyes on me since I landed. We're not being disloyal - the boys will get a full, highly-detailed report of this when later, and any, erm, 'punishments' they deem fit to dole out I'm sure will not be without their perks. So," she untied the string holding her top up, "eat up."
The sight of the green-skinned woman's hard, pebbly nipples was indeed enticing. Sabine licked her lips, wondering what her skin tasted like; what other things tasted like. She raised a hand, as if to grasp one of the fleshy globes, then shook her head and dropped the hand. "No! I won't! I won't betray him!" The Mando pushed her way past the two women and into the parlor.
"Oh, dear," Maketh said, putting her fingertips to her mouth. "I fear we may have overdone it...."
"You think?" Hera responded. She dropped her towel and the picnic basket on the patio and went inside, the Minister following right behind her.
Sabine was in the middle of the room. She had already tugged on a pair of loose-fitting black slacks and was pulling a sleeveless white turtleneck over her torso. "Stay away from me!" she warned the two women. Her hand went to the buckle of the collar. "I will not be coerced or tricked into your bed - not again," she said this last looking right into Maketh's eyes.
"Sabine," Maketh said, visibly hurt, "you're overreacting."
"Am I?" she shot back. "It always bothered me, you know...the way we met. Not that we had sex, but the fact that you raped me. Yes, I had been doing things I shouldn't have been, but you took advantage of that - took advantage of me. Did you ever think that, maybe, instead of molesting me and using my body for your own pleasures, you could have at least let me sleep it off and propositioned me in the morning? Yes, maybe I would have turned you down. In fact I probably would have, had I been in my right mind. But then at least my damned conscience would be clear!" There were tears in the girl's eyes and she dropped to her knees, head in her hands.
Maketh was stunned. "I...I never knew....that you felt that way..."
"BECAUSE YOU NEVER BOTHERED TO ASK!!!" Her sadness was quickly becoming pure rage. "Yes, you apologized after the fact, but not once since then have you told me that you wished we'd met under better circumstances, or that we had met as friends first or anything like that! It's all 'Well, it worked out in the end!' for you! Well, not for me!"
Hera spoke up. "Sabine...calm down...."
"I will not calm down! Ever since that night, my life was nothing but turmoil! Being with her meant keeping secrets, which turned you - my friends - against me. Ezra damn near hated me, and finding me with her pushed him over the edge. He went out of control, Hera - if I hadn't been planning on sleeping with him that day anyway, what he did would have been rape! Twice, I'd have been raped. By a woman who damn well knew better and by the man that I love!" She swallowed hard. "Do you have any idea what that does to someone, Hera? And put some damned clothes on!"
Sensing she needed to help defuse the situation, Hera retied her swimsuit top and sat down. Maketh, getting the hint, pulled a thick, fluffy robe from the closet and put it on, making sure to hide as much of her flesh with it as possible. The women sat down on a short sofa on the other side of the room. "Sabine," Hera began, "we're sorry. We didn't mean to make you angry. We just....wanted to have some fun..."
"Well, it's not 'fun' when you can't even trust yourself! Every decision I tried to make, it just made things worse! I wish I'd never painted that damned walker - then none of this would have happened!"
Maketh's eyes went wide. "That was you? Oh, I should have known.....Lieutenant Odan spent three weeks cleaning that thing off - it was quite hilarious, actually..."
"Stop it! Stop it stop it stop it STOP IT!" Sabine was outright screaming at this point. "Everything is just one big laugh to you - you never take anything seriously! I guess that's what happens when you lead a pampered life, with everything handed to you and servants waiting on you hand and foot....while the rest of us have to scrape our way by, legally or not. Begging for money in the streets, stealing food so we can eat, making sure to not be out after dark or else have to dodge the rape gangs......you NEVER had to experience that kind of living hell. I did."
"You...you never told us..." Hera started.
"Maybe I didn't want anyone to know! I went to the Academy to escape - to survive! But things weren't any better there, either. First year, I caught the eye of one of the upperclassmen. I ignored him, at first, but he was persistent. One night, as I was on my way back to my room, he cornered me. Put his hand over my mouth and tried to drag me into the refresher. It was just sheer luck that I had been at the target range and still had my sidearm. I shot him in the gut...my first kill. The incident was investigated and I wasn't charged, but no-one ever looked at me the same way again. I left shortly after - took what money I had and bought my passage here, thinking I could start over, be safe." She sobbed. "I guess I was wrong. Again."
"I'm starting to see a few things," Maketh said, looking down at the hardwood floor. "You believe you made mistakes - unforgivable ones, in your eye. Some as the consequence of others. So you don't trust yourself anymore. Won't make your own decisions."
That is when it dawned on Hera. "And that night Ezra showed the kind of dominance, the kind of forcefulness you desired in yourself....so you gave yourself over to him completely. Despite what he did...no, because of it...your love for him and your lack of faith in yourself is why you submit to him."
Sabine sat down, holding her knees to her chest and sobbing. "Master knows what is best. Master knows what Sabine needs. Sabine trusts Master."
"Hera," Maketh said, "I think we need some help."
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One comm call and a short time later, Urik pulled up to the gates with Ezra and Kanan in the back of Maketh's speeder. The boys wasted no time in getting to the parlor, where Sabine was still curled into a little quivering ball. Ezra did his best not to stare at Hera's barely-clothed body as he went to comfort his wife. The fact that she was fully dressed was troubling enough to him, but in all the time he had known her, he had never seen Sabine this upset. "What happened here?" he asked, looking into the girl's eyes as he drew him arm around her.
Maketh sighed. "Well, you see, I had thought I'd get the girls together for some fun in the garden and...."
"I was asking her." Ezra growled, startling everyone. "When she has finished talking to me, then you may speak. Not before. Now, Sabine," he said softly, "tell me what happened." He listened intently as she told him everything that had happened since Hera had landed in the compound, his eyes growing hard and cold when she described how the older women attempted to seduce her. As she recounted what she said during her outburst, Kanan saw the boy's eyes turn yellow.
"So let me get this straight," Ezra said, standing up and facing the older women. "Maketh cooked up a plan to get Hera and Sabine here alone, without the knowledge or consent of anyone else, to satisfy her perverted little whims. And once this was made apparent, Hera decided to go along with it and both of you proceeded to try and coerce her into something that she made quite clear she did not want to do. But you kept pushing until this happened," he said, pointing at Sabine.
"Well, yes, I suppose this is my fault, but you have to realize...." Maketh was cut off by Ezra darting across the room faster than even Kanan could follow and backhanding the blonde across the face.
"What the HELL were you thinking?"
Maketh started to cry. "I...I just.....well, we've all had so much fun lately....I didn't think...."
"That's right - you didn't think! If it wasn't made painfully obvious by the bloody wedding, Sabine has sworn herself to me. That kind of vow is unbreakable for a Mandalorian."
"I had no idea," the blonde said, a visible handprint now appearing on her cheek.
"Why didn't you just ask her instead of pulling this stunt?"
"Sabine said the same thing...." Hera said, her head hung low.
"And you especially should have known better!" Ezra was yelling again. "You've known her long enough that you should have been able to figure out that this was probably the most stupid thing you could have done!" He forced himself to calm down, his eyes slowly returning to normal. "If you two had just asked her, she probably would have joined in. Worst-case scenario, she'd have called me to ask."
Maketh looked down at the floor. "She would have, and then you'd have said n..."
"I'd have said 'have fun, I'll have dinner ready when you get back'."
"Wh-what....?"
"That's what I was doing when Urik came to get us. I've been learning to make Mandalorian dishes and I was starting to work on a Tiingilar. I was going to make an Uj'ayali, I'd managed to get ahold of a pre-Clone Wars vintage bottle of Mandalorian Narcolethe....it was going to be the perfect romantic evening. All that work for nothing because now I have to do damage control."
Hera looked at Kanan. "You've not said a word since you got here - aren't you going to rein in your Padawan?"
The older Jedi shook his head. "No - I think he's doing a fine job on his own. He makes a lot of good points. This was a very stupid thing to do and both of you should have known better. Why didn't you just call and ask us?"
"I didn't know what you'd say...."
"Same thing he would have said. I'm a Jedi, Hera, not a B'omarr Monk. And it's not exactly as if I've been your only lover, or you mine. Need I remind you how you recruited me in the first place?"
"No, no; you don't. I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking with my head."
"Smartest thing I've heard you say since I got here," Ezra said. He picked Sabine up and started to carry her out.
"Wait..." she said, making him stop before they got to the door. "Sabine wants to stay."
"Are you sure? I don't want you to get upset again."
"Sabine will be fine," she replied, touching his cheek with one hand, "as long as Master is here."
Ezra nodded and set her down on the long high-backed couch. He sat down next to her and she curled up against him, drawing her bare feet up onto the red leather upholstery and holding onto his arm. He looked down at her face, now much more serene despite the redness and swelling around her eyes and the visible trails her tears had made. Seeing her like that, so vulnerable, so hurt, started to make him angry again.
"Since we are all here," Kanan said, breaking the tension, "I think we might as well establish some ground rules for how this whole thing works, since it's clear that the chaotic way we've been going about it is just going to cause problems."
"I agree," Ezra added. "So I'll lay down mine first. If I'm around, then business as usual. But when I'm not here, and either one of you wants to be with Sabine, you will call me. Even if I gave standing permission, she would want it that way anyway."
Sabine nodded. "Yes. Master must give permission for Sabine to play. Sabine will not play unless she hears from Master."
Kanan blinked. "The fact that she's talking like that concerns me,"
"Me, too," Ezra said. "Give me minute with her." He closed his eyes and touched the tips of the fingers of his right hand to the side of her head.
"While he's doing that, I'm going to say that if you two want to fool around, by all means go ahead. No skin off of my back." Kanan sat down in Maketh's overstuffed chair. "I doubt I could keep up with both of you constantly, anyway. Hera can be tiring enough if she's in the right mood. The only thing I ask is that you let me know when you decide to so I won't worry if Hera doesn't come back to the ship. Agreed?"
"Agreed," Maketh said. "And...I really am sorry about all of this."
"I accept your apology, though you might have to work harder to get those two to forgive you. Now, if there's nothing else we need to go over...."
"What if I wanted to be with Ezra?" Hera blurted out.
Ezra and Sabine's eyes shot open. All Kanan could do was blink. After what felt like an eternity, he said, "Erm...well...I'd not thought of that....I have to ask, why did you?"
"I don't know....I hadn't before now."
"It's out of the question," Ezra said. "I won't betray Sabine."
"Master can play if he wants.....Sabine doesn't mind, as long as Master is happy."
"I can only be happy with you, Sabine. Anything else would be hollow and meaningless."
"Fun doesn't have to have meaning, Master." The Mando girl blushed. "Sabine is getting turned on thinking of Master punishing Hera for what she did....."
"I can't believe I'm hearing this." Kanan said. He poured himself a glass of water from a pitcher on a side table and began drinking it down.
"And....Sabine has always thought Kanan was very handsome, Master."
Kanan spat the water across the room. "WHAT??" the two Jedi asked in unison.
"Sabine never would have acted on it, of course, but Sabine would be lying if she said she never fantasized now and then - before Master arrived, of course."
"First me, now Kanan," Hera said. "Just tell me you haven't 'fantasized' about Chopper..."
Sabine stayed suspiciously quiet.
"Sabine...." Ezra said.
"Sabine could not help it, Master. Sabine saw many of Chopper's tools....some of them were....very nice. But Sabine would never make him cheat on the hyperdrive."
Maketh blinked. "That was more than I needed to know. About several things."
"Join the club." Kanan said. "That's a lot of things out in the open....the question is, what do we do about them?"
It was more than ten minutes before anyone spoke, with Hera breaking the silence. "Well, no-one will be able to forget what was done or said here today. Why don't we....get a few things out of our systems?"
Kanan's face fell. "So...you...and Ezra...?"
"If he wants to....."
"I'm not sure I could," the boy said, holding Sabine tightly. "Maketh is one thing, but you and Hera are...."
"What if I told you you could?" Kanan interrupted. When his apprentice didn't respond, he continued. "I think Hera had a point. There are a few things we need to get out of our system. So, Ezra, this one time, I am giving you permission. For today....Hera is yours. What she did to Sabine was thoughtless and irresponsible. She needs to be punished and I can't think of anyone better suited for the job."
Ezra was unsure what to do, but something in Hera knew. She got up and walked over to him, kneeling on the floor with her head down. "I have misbehaved, Master; please punish me."
"Yes, Master; punish her. Sabine wants to see Hera punished for what she did to Sabine."
"Meanwhile," Maketh said, striding across the room to sit in Kanan's lap, "there's no reason your Padawan gets to have all the fun, now is there?" She let her robe fall open as she kissed him.
Ezra looked down at Hera and not for the first time realized how beautiful she was. And now, she was his to do with as he pleased. If his willpower hadn't already been weakened by this display, Sabine's hand massaging him through his pants would have put him over the edge. He twisted his head to kiss the Mando girl, then grabbed Hera by the chin and pulled her face to his. "Is this what you want?" Ezra asked in his most commanding tone. "You want me to own you, to use you, and cast you aside when I'm finished?"
"Y-yes....I want this....I have to know...."
"Have to know what?"
"I have to know why this excites Sabine so much. Why she gets a thrill from it."
"Be careful what you wish for, Hera." Before the Twi'lek could blink, Ezra was on his feet and she was laying on her back on the floor. "Sabine - strip."
"Yes, Master." The girl was naked in seconds, save for the leather collar, and kneeling at his side like a faithful hound. Seeing her so meek and submissive was normally troubling for Hera, but on that day, under those circumstances, she was beginning to understand.
Her train of thought was cut short when Ezra began taking off his tunic. "Now, Sabine, make her comfortable." Without a word, the Mando girl untied Hera's swimsuit top, tossed it across the room and then did the same for her bottoms. The Twi'lek reflexively tried to cover herself, but Sabine grabbed her wrists and pinned them to the floor. "Good work. Now....pleasure her."
Sabine obeyed instantly. She rotated her body so that she was looking down at the glistening, wet mound between Hera's legs. Her legs took over the job of pinning the woman's arms down; the powerful, well-toned calf muscles were more than sufficient for the task. Licking her lips, Sabine lowered her head and began teasing Hera's sensitive flesh. The Twi'lek gasped and squirmed as the girl's talented tongue went to work on her. She definitely learned from Maketh.... was her only coherent thought before two fingers spread her open and that same tongue plunged inside.
Ezra had finished disrobing and knelt beside the pair. "Now, now, Hera," he said, stroking one of her lekku, "don't be selfish. Show Sabine how much you appreciate what she's doing." Still unable to move her arms, Hera lifted her head up and began lapping furiously at the teen girl's genitalia. Ezra smiled as he saw them settle into a rhythm, building towards climax. He stroked himself lightly as he anticipated what was to come.
In the chair, Maketh had shucked her robe entirely and had Kanan's pants around his ankles. She was on her knees, taking his entire length down her throat repeatedly and making the Jedi grip the arms of the chair for all he was worth. He glanced over to Hera and Sabine working each other over and felt a twinge of jealousy that his lover was with someone else, but for reasons he couldn't explain it also excited him. Maketh was surprised, but not displeased, when Kanan placed both hands on the back of her head and took over the motions for her. Between him setting the pace and her expert tongue work, he was at full stiffness in short order. Letting him slip from her mouth with an audible 'pop', she climbed into the chair and straddled him. "And now, noble Jedi, the fun begins."
Kanan's eyes roamed her body. She had always been beautiful, but now, with her hair down, breasts and nipples slightly engorged as they prepared to feed her baby and her belly just beginning to show the signs of pregnancy, she was absolutely radiant. He wasn't sure if it was her impending motherhood, the fact that she no longer had to try and justify what the Empire did under her watch or some combination of the two, but he was not complaining. This woman had changed nearly everything about their lives and most decidedly for the better. He opened his mouth to voice all of this but was silenced with a kiss from the blonde as she guided him inside her.
Hera, meanwhile, had completely slipped into the role of submissive and was tonguing Sabine for all she was worth. It was not often in her life that she had been with another woman and feeling Sabine's small fingers, delicate lips and dainty tongue on her most sensitive regions was driving her wild. It was definitely a change from Kanan - not to say one was better than the other; merely different. And, therefore, exciting. Add to that the way Ezra was, without hesitation, groping her body like she was livestock being examined for auction and she was as turned on as she had ever been in her life. When Sabine nipped her clit with her front teeth, the dam broke. She wrapped her legs around the girl's head and screamed her name. The fact that Hera's mouth was still firmly clamped onto Sabine's crotch had a pronounced effect on the Mando girl, as well. Their muscles locked in position, all they could manage to do was hang on and ride it out.
Ezra watched the entire thing unfold with a lecherous look in his eye. Whatever anger he still felt towards Hera was quickly evaporating. Yes, she had made a mistake and he wasn't sure how he was going to return Sabine to normal, but, for now, this 'therapy' seemed to be working.
After a half-minute that seemed like an eternity, the girls' muscles relaxed and Sabine rolled off of Hera. The girl turned around so that she was facing her friend and pressed her lips to the green-skinned woman's, their tongues instantly darting out to meet one another and allowing each to taste herself. They lay there for a while, petting and cuddling. Then Sabine looked down at the breasts she'd been invited to taste earlier and found herself desiring them once more. She slid down until she could take one nipple into her mouth, suckling on it like an infant, and her eyes closed as she slowly drifted off to sleep.
Kanan saw all of this from his vantage point. Maketh was taking her time with him and that in turn gave him time to savor the floor show. Barring a few late-night 'incidents' where he had quickly looked away and tried very hard to forget, he hadn't really seen Sabine naked before. True, he hadn't been with anyone her age since he had been her age, but if her dalliances with Maketh and now Hera were any indication, she didn't mind an age gap. He shook his head to clear those kinds of thoughts from his mind. She's your Padawan's wife, for crying out loud!
Maketh's inner walls clamping and releasing his shaft brought him back to the moment. She was having a small orgasm, he realized, without ceasing her movements. He'd seen this happen enough with Hera - she wasn't going to rest between them and just let the 'big one' happen. She was going all-in and when she finished, it was going to be a sight to see.
As the Minister rode him, head thrown back and eyes closed as he filled her, his eyes drifted again to her belly. He could sense the tiny life growing within her. Knowing that she was carrying Ezra's child and he was still allowed to do this with her was triggering something primal in him. He pulled Maketh down to him, forcing his tongue into her mouth. She wrapped her hands around his neck and returned the kiss every bit as passionately as she would have anyone else in the room.
I think I'm coming to love them all, in a way, she realized. And I'm okay with that. For the first time, I've found people I can truly be myself with, who won't judge me or simply put up with me for a paycheck. I've owned this house for years, but I think I've finally found my home. This epiphany only strengthened her arousal and she held onto Kanan tighter as her second orgasm hit her. She pulled away from his mouth and looked into his eyes. She didn't see love there nor did she expect to. His heart belonged to Hera and she was okay with that. What she did see was a man beneath her having a good time while his lover found her own entertainment.
"You know," she said as she picked up speed, "most men wouldn't let their women play around like you do."
"Normally I'd be one of those men. But I trust Ezra; he won't harm her." His hands found their way to her hips. "And I'm not exactly getting shorted here, you know. I admit, I'm surprised you know so much about pleasing a man."
"You thought all of my lovers were little girls, did you? I admit to having my preferences, but fun is fun, after all. Though you're the first man I've been with - the rest were boys my age, both before and during the Academy. And I must say....you and Ezra put them all to shame in more ways than one."
Kanan smiled. "Well, we Jedi do what we can to promote peace and unity throughout the galaxy."
Maketh placed a hand over her belly. "Yes, but I thought your mandate was to protect the galaxy, not populate it."
"Well, times change." He latched onto one swollen, sensitive nipple, enjoying her moans and sighs. It wasn't long after this that she clamped down on him one final time. Her muscles gripped him tighter than ever before and the added friction sent him over the edge. She continued to ride him, determined to draw the orgasm out for as long as possible. Finally spent, she climbed off of him and, with one final kiss, made her way on wobbly legs over to the sofa where she collapsed, breathing heavily. She had just enough muscle control to roll her head over to see what the other lovers were up to.
Ezra was tired of just watching. He had witnessed his wife and Hera in what was obviously the culmination of desires the two hadn't realized they possessed, and behind him the mother of his child was giving his Jedi teacher the once-over twice. He had been patient and now was the time to claim his prize. He nudged Hera's legs apart and licked his lips as he took in the hairless slit, lips puffy and engorged with arousal. Makes sense, he thought, since Twi'leks don't seem to have hair anywhere else. He allowed himself a brief moment to lean in and smell her; a different fragrance altogether from Sabine and Maketh, which was to be expected. He stuck his tongue between the folds and was rewarded with a strong, musky-but-pleasant taste and hearing her moan only made him want her more.
He rose up to his knees and placed the tip of his member, which Hera now realized was nearly as big as Kanan's, at her entrance. "Tell me what you want," he said.
"I...I want you..."
"That doesn't tell me anything. Tell. Me. What. You. Want."
"I...I....I want you in me!"
"And after that....?" he asked, rubbing the head up and down on the outside of her lips.
"Don't...don't make me say it..." she said, glancing over at Kanan, who was watching the entire scene. "Not in front of him..."
Ezra grabbed her chin and forced her to look at him. "He's not your concern today. He gave you to me, remember? You are my little Twi'lek slave now, and you're going to do exactly what I tell you!"
Hera felt more wetness gushing between her thighs. "Please...please, Master.....fuck me....fuck my slave cunt! I'm a dirty little slut - I spread my legs for anyone who would help me get a ship part, or information, or coordinates...whatever I needed!"
"So...the truth comes out. Now, tell me, if you've been with so many others, why should I even bother with you? You're probably so loose and used-up that I won't feel anything."
"Please, Master! I kept myself as tight as I could! You won't be disappointed - I promise!"
Kanan, of course, had known about Hera's previous love affairs. It had all been business, before him - using what she had to get what she lacked. He'd been no different, seducing various women as he roamed the galaxy looking for one odd job after another. Sometimes it was just to enjoy it, sometimes it was necessary to get where he needed to go. He had never judged her for it, but hearing her say it like this, confessing it all to everyone else in the room....it was getting him aroused once more. And somewhere in the back of his mind, he was considering all three of the women as the recipient of his next load.
Sabine had, by this time, awakened from her little nap, though her mouth never left Hera's nipple. She listened to the woman beg and plead for Ezra to enter her and it was turning her on. She slid one hand down to idly rub her mound and surveyed the people in the room. Maketh was barely conscious. Ezra and Hera were otherwise occupied and she didn't wish to distract either of them. That only left one other....
"Master," she said meekly, rising to her knees, "since you are punishing Miss Hera for what she did to Sabine, may Sabine do something?"
"Well, of course you can. You've been a good little girl, after all, and I think you deserve something special for what you had to go through today."
"Then may Sabine lay with Kanan?"
For the second time that day, the room went quiet. "Are you sure, Sabine?" Ezra asked after a long pause.
"If Master doesn't want Sabine to, then..."
"Let's not have any of that. Let's forget about me. I'm asking you.....do you really want this?"
She nodded slowly. "Yes, Master. Sabine has always been curious, and since Sabine is sharing you with Miss Hera today, Sabine thought she could have a little fun, too."
Ezra looked back and forth between Sabine, who was squirming with nervousness and anticipation, and Kanan, who he realized was once again fully erect. Finally, looking his teacher in the eye, he said, "Be gentle, if she says 'no' you back off, and do not cum inside her. I'll show the same considerations to you and Hera."
"Oh, no need for that," Kanan said, standing up and removing his clothes. "I'll play by your rules with Sabine, no question. But as for Hera, do what you want. She needs to be punished, after all, and if things happen....well, maybe carrying your baby will remind her to be more careful in the future." Hera opened her mouth to say something, but she thought better of it. "I meant what I said earlier - this is a punishment for her, and she needs to accept the consequences of her actions." He made his way over to the trio and Sabine stepped over Hera to stand with him. He eyed her nude body and there was no doubt that he desired her. Probably had for longer than he'd care to admit. Timidly, he reached out a hand to touch her shoulder. Her skin was much softer and smoother than he imagined it would be, and the thought of her entire body pressed against his was almost too much to bear.
"Forgive Sabine, Master, but....Kanan can cum inside me, if he wants to."
"I said 'no', Sabine. That's that."
"But it's alright, Master. Sabine is sorry for deceiving you, but...ever since Maketh got pregnant, Sabine has been using birth control. Sabine wants your baby, someday, but Sabine is afraid of not being useful to Master if Sabine becomes pregnant." As if to prove her point, she retrieved her slacks and pulled out a small bottle. "Sabine bought them from a pharmacy right after the wedding...please do not be angry with Sabine, Master."
Ezra took the bottle from her to examine it, then set it on a side table. "Sabine, you could have just told me. I'd honestly have felt better knowing that I wasn't putting you at risk." He took a deep breath, let it out, then said to Kanan, "Well, you heard her. Just remember - be gentle, and 'no' means 'no'."
"You can trust me, Ezra." Looking into Sabine's eyes, he said, "How do you want this?"
"Sabine usually likes to be on the bottom, but Sabine will do whatever you want."
"This is your reward, remember? You get to do what you want."
Still acting bashful, Sabine lay down on her back next to Hera and spread her legs. "P-please...."
"Tell him what you want, Sabine." Ezra said encouragingly.
"Please.....please fuck Sabine....Sabine wants to be your cum dumpster.....fill Sabine's little hole with as much of your seed as you want. Sabine is still young...Sabine will be tighter than Hera or Maketh."
"And just what is that supposed to mean???" Hera demanded, but was silenced by a light slap across the cheek from Ezra.
"Alien slaves don't get to talk unless their human masters say so. Understand?" Hera opened her mouth, but shut it just as quickly and nodded. "Good. Now, Kanan - you heard the girl. Give her what she wants." I can't believe I'm getting so turned on by this, the boy thought.
Almost as if they had planned it, the two males entered their lovers at the same time. Sabine let out a small squeak, as Kanan was a bit wider than she was used to, but thankfully no longer than Ezra - which, somewhere in Sabine's mind, spoke volumes about Ezra's own size. And, true to his word, he was gentle with her. He entered her slowly, letting her adjust until he bottomed out. The Jedi looked down into the girl's eyes and saw only pleasure, no discomfort or pain. "Thank you," she said weakly. "I meant what I said - I always thought you were handsome."
"You've never been a slouch in the looks department, yourself," Kanan replied, stroking her cheek. "I'm going to start moving now." She nodded her head and sighed as he began thrusting, slowly at first.
Next to them an entirely different story was unfolding. Ezra had shoved his way into Hera, bottoming out on the first stroke. The Twi'lek woman gasped and her body jumped at the sudden intrusion and he gave her no pause before proceeding to have his way with her. She felt so different from either of the women he had previously been with, likely due to her alien physiology - though he would not dwell on this until much later. For now, he was fixated on hammering away at the green beauty beneath him and the velvet vice that had clamped down on his shaft. Hera's eyes had rolled back into her head and the way her breasts bounced with every thrust only served to spur Ezra on. And the thought that, by the end of the day, she, like Maketh, could be carrying his child within her just made the experience that much sweeter. He threw the woman's legs over his shoulders to give himself a better angle and penetrate deeper.
Kanan saw the workout Ezra was giving his woman and it only made him more determined to ensure that Sabine was satisfied. She seemed to be enjoying his slow and gentle pace, and he certainly wasn't complaining, either. She was, indeed, tighter than Hera or Maketh due to her age and had he not already had a round with Maketh he would have likely finished long before she did. His hands roamed over her petite body, as if tracing every muscle. Her small breasts were tight and firm and fit neatly into his hand, and the rough calluses built up by years of hard labor made her nipples even stiffer than they had been.
Both women were in ecstasy; fantasies long buried had come to the surface and were now being fulfilled. Unbidden, Sabine's hand reached over and clasped Hera's. Their eyes met and they kissed one more time as their orgasms washed over their bodies. Their lovers also climaxed near-simultaneously, each filling the woman beneath him with his seed. Completely spent, the two men sat back on the floor and admired their handiwork. Each woman was panting for breath and had a river of white, sticky fluid gushing from between her legs. Glancing over at one another, the two Jedi smirked and gave one another a high-five.
Seeing that Hera was drifting off, Ezra reached over and smacked her thigh, lightly, making much more noise than pain. "Hey! You're not finished yet. Sabine got all dirty....aren't you going to clean her up?"
"Yes, Master. Of course I will." The Twi'lek crawled between the girl's legs and slurped Kanan's semen from her, making the Mando sigh. She was too tender for any further games', but the slow, deliberate licking still felt nice.
"I think Sabine should share in the cleanup, Ezra," Kanan said.
"You're right. Sabine, when Hera is done, clean her."
"I didn't mean Hera - I meant Maketh."
At the sound of her name, the blonde woman sat up from where she had been watching the quartet and remembered that she, too, had been filled earlier in the evening. Smirking, she walked over and lowered herself onto Sabine's face, then told Hera to turn around. With her backside now sticking awkwardly in the air, Hera resumed her work on Sabine, marveling at how much Kanan had produced given that it was his second of the day. Meanwhile, she felt Maketh's skilled tongue scooping Ezra's seed from her and she could hear Sabine devouring Maketh for all she was worth. This has been an interesting day, indeed, she mused.
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A short while later, everyone had showered and dressed and now sat in the parlor. "There's no forgetting what happened here today," Kanan said, seated once again in the big chair with Hera in her swimsuit laying across his lap, looking for all the world like the stereotypical Twi'lek slave girl. "The thing we need to work out is whether or not this was a one-time thing."
"Well, I wouldn't be opposed to it happening again," Hera said.
"I'm not sure I want to," Ezra responded. "It was fun, yes, but it could easily get out of hand. And I'm not sure I want to keep running the risk of getting Hera pregnant."
"No worry about that," the other Jedi said. "Hera's been on birth control since long before I met her. I just said what I did to spur you on. Make it more exciting."
"Mission accomplished," Ezra said, blushing. "What about you, Kanan?"
"I have to agree with you on this one, Ezra. This shouldn't happen again."
"Sabine will do whatever Master tells Sabine to do," the Mando girl said, curled up next to the boy on the couch and smiling from ear to ear.
"You're still talking like that?"
"Sabine is happy like this. Master will protect Sabine, and Sabine will protect Master."
"I guess she'll just have to work her own way past this," Maketh said, sighing. "While today was fun, I still regret a lot of the things I've done. If none of you want to see me again I'll understand."
"No need to go that far," Kanan said, holding his hand up. "Sabine's apparently had some of these issues for a long time and today was the straw that broke the bantha's back. What we need to do right now is make sure she has what she needs to get through this. And I think today helped, in a lot of ways. It was better that this came to the surface here and now than in the middle of a supply raid. She seems to be functional and she's smiling again. And, if you'll pardon me for prying, Ezra, she feels happier than I've felt her in a long time."
"I sense it, too. For now, anyway, this is what she wants, and trying to force a change might do more harm than good."
Kanan and Hera stood up. "Well, I think it's time we got back to the ships. Maketh, you're welcome to join us, if you like. I believe Ezra still has dinner plans for Sabine, and I'm no gourmet chef but I believe I could whip up something for the rest of us."
The blonde smiled. "Thank you, Kanan. I'll put on something more appropriate and meet you at your shuttle," she said before heading upstairs.
"Sabine must gather Sabine's painting supplies, Master. There is much more work to be done." The teens got up off of the couch and headed for the garden.
There was a long silence between the room's two lone occupants.
"So.....was he really that good?" Kanan finally asked.
"Oh, your Padawan is very strong in the Force, Master Jedi," Hera said playfully. "But no-one will ever replace you in my heart or my bed." She kissed him on the cheek. "And Sabine?"
"I could barely control myself. There's something about her; I can see why Ezra is so protective of her. And there is no way I'd jeopardize what they have."
"I agree. From here on out, those two are off-limits for us, for their own sakes. But," she added, whispering into his ear, "Maketh doesn't seem to be under any such restrictions."
"Hera, you're going to be the death of me," the Jedi groaned.
"Maybe. But can you think of a better way to go?"
With a groan from him and a laugh from her, they headed for the Phantom.
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Later that evening, while Maketh was still away, a maid came through the parlor with a broom and a waste bin. Her hair was pulled up into a tight bun and her pale-skinned nude body, covered only by the briefest of aprons, drew no attention amongst the staff. She made her way around the room, sweeping up small piles of dust and looking for all the world like it was nothing more than that.
Until she came to the floor lamp in the corner.
Making sure no-one was watching, she reached up to the top of the central shaft and plucked the decorative orb from the top. As she did so, it changed color from the dark bronze of the lamp to a gleaming silver.
A few minutes later, fully dressed, she made her way out the front gate and past the guards in a two-seat landspeeder, citing a request from the Minister to acquire some items for the pantry. As soon as she was far enough away from the mansion that the transmission would not be detected, she removed a comlink from her hairdo.
"Arica to Tarkin," she said. "The package is secure. You'll have everything you need."
"Excellent, my dear," came the response from the other end of the link. "I'll make sure to tell the Emperor that you have performed above and beyond expectations."
"Thank you, Governor," she said with a false polite tone before turning the comlink off and undoing her hair, letting the wild red locks fly free in the wind.

To Be Concluded....
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Well, that one took a lot longer than I'd have liked, but there it is. Our rebels will be embarking on a whole new adventure soon, and I hope you all continue to enjoy it. And remember - reviews are always appreciated.
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