Escorting Padmé her entourage and the man under the thrall of a sith lord to the Jedi temple being met by Yoda and six Temple Guardians.
"Thank you I must, for returning two of my friends home safely…hmm. Knowledge you have, powerful you are…something off about you, there is. Friends, we will be…interesting you are." Yoda says to me as he walks up to me and taps his cane on the ground three times as if his little troll antics are law.
"Honor it is, to make your acquaintance Master Yoda." Yoda ears flick slightly as I accidentally start to talk like him and mischievous smirk spreads across his face as I let out an annoyed groan.
'This little mischievous goblin…'
"I never thought I'd meet a Goblin in person, let alone you Master Yoda." A flash of seriousness flashes across Yoda's face and his presence in the force loses its serene mischievousness.
"Come, let us speak privately." Master Yoda doesn't so much as invite me to follow him as he does try to give me a firm command, reaching down and resting a hand against his shoulder.
"If you wish for privacy Master Yoda, I ask for you to accompany me to a secured location…the temple has many ears, eyes and mouths." Yoda's ears flatten against his skull at my invitation and statement.
"Correct you are, follow you I will." Master Yoda says back to me while bowing his head slightly in a display of sadness.
"Queen Amidala, delegation from Naboo, I leave you in the capable hands of the Jedi temple. If you find that you need a lift off of this planet in the next fifty-two hours, come to the hanger we arrived at…Qui-Gon, have your Padawan report to said hanger after you discuss with him what you discussed with me earlier."
"Thank you, my friend…should I pass a message on to Aayla? She's quite enamored with you." Qui-Gon chuckles softly after mentioning Aayla's crush on me.
"Sure, tell her I said hi. And that she better not get her cute little ass in trouble again when I'm not around to save her."
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When I invited Master Yoda back to my ship, I hadn't expected him to speak normally…or to begin discussing Earth, the cradle of humanity. Then he really hit me with the whammy stick. Mars, a supposed dead planet, is the home of the Goblinius Lucanius species…Yoda's species.
On top of those remarkably unsettling revelations we discussed the current Sith Lords and the unavoidable plot that has been cooking for a couple thousand years, that they will execute the finishing touches on.
Yoda seemed to take the conversation over glasses of blue milk and chocolate chip cookies quite well.
Yoda left me with a strange device that looks a bit like a key fob with the parting words. "Home, you will return. Plug this into Navigation computer you must.
The little troll is just full of surprises.
Yoda took everything I told him with little outward reaction while I on the other hand had not expected to learn that my planet exists in this universe…and not only is it a lost word so old and forgotten by all but the most long lived species with genetic memories like Yoda's species.
It is also being protected…more like isolated along with the entirety of Sol-3 from the broader galaxy, by Yoda's species…the "Goblins".
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Shmi gently sits on my lap, her heavy naked breasts in my face, her nipples having beads of milk beginning to leak from them.
"Master, you've been fiddling with that thing for two days now…are you sure that you don't want to talk to someone about what you learned in your private meeting with the grandmaster of the Jedi order?" Shmi coos in a gentle voice as her hands slide through my hair, her reference to the device Yoda gave me, causing a weird feeling of trepidation to rise up within me.
"It's a way home…or at least that's what Yoda claimed when he gave it to me."
"You don't trust him?" I can feel Shmi raising her left eye brow in a questioning manner as I lean in and begin licking the beaded up milk from her nipples.
"Haahhnn-Master-hmm, I love it when you do that." I can't help the eye roll at Shmi's rather impassioned moan that turned into a hum.
"I know you do…a part of me wants to trust Yoda." My reluctant admittance draws a curious and questioning hum from Shmi.
"But you don't, Hmm?"
"I couldn't feel any deceit from him through the force but…Yoda is damned near nine hundred years old. And I'm pretty frickin new to this force user thing even if I do have a bit of an advantage…over the average schmuck."
"You have a top of the line stealth ship…that is very fast, has powerful shields and more armaments than is reasonable…you also have a battle cruiser and an army of nearly indestructible and very frightening to look at battle droids…along with the spoils of your most recent victory. These are all things you've amassed in less than a year. Even if you don't use the device that this Grandmaster of the Order provided. I am certain you can locate your home if you put half as much effort and devotion that you put into everything else you set your mind to…"
Leaning back in my chair, tilting my head backwards to get a better look at Shmi's face.
"You know, I really should thank the force everyday for guiding me to Ana…and myself for having the good sense to buy such a beautiful and smart woman such as yourself." Shmi blushes slightly and looks away from me with a demure expression on her face.
"I'm very happy that you bought me, Master." Shmi's voice becomes very small but is also filled with a very intense level of devotion.
Standing from my chair, both of my hands gravitating to Shmi's plump round ass, I walk us over to the bed and lay her down.
Shmi immediately helps me out of my shirt and I push my pants down, freeing my cock.
Shmi throws my shirt towards the chair I just recently vacated, reaches down with both hands, grabs my cock and lines the head up with her lower lips.
"Please Master, I'm a good slave…aren't I? Don't I deserve a reward?" Shmi loses her demure attitude and turns a little slutty.
A hardy chuckles leaves me as I slide into Shmi's pussy…her walls stretching out around my cock accommodating me.
"Ohh-Master-YES!" Shmi moans wantonly like a whore.
The sound of the door to my quarters sliding open and the gasp of surprise that accompanies the sight is Shmi and I intimately connected makes me roll my eyes.
"I really need to start locking that Kriffing door!"
"You really need to start locking that Kriffing door!" Shmi and I groan at the same time while a very familiar apology echoes through the room and the door snaps shut once again.
'Why is Padmé even here? I mean sure I made that offer but it's been two days and Palpatine is now the Emperor of the Republic…I mean Supreme Chancellor of the Empire…I mean Supreme Chancellor of the Republic.
"I swear that little princess does this on purpose!" Shmi mutters in amused exasperation.
"Oh…why do you think that?" My question comes out a little more heated than I mean it to but Shmi doesn't seem to care as I pump my cock deeply into her silken channel.
"Ohhh-haa-she's infatuated with you and…she's caught up in the throes of longing for more than the little taste you blessed her with…Nghh-haa" Shmi gets cut off by the sounds of my hips clapping against her ass.
"You should go after her." Shmi suddenly says as she wraps her legs around me, keeping me firmly in place thanks to her training in using Matukai.
"Push her up against the wall and kiss her as hungrily as you kiss one of us when you get turned on." Shmi continues but her voice is filled with strain.
"Don't think that it's easy for me not to…I've wanted to rip her clothes of and fuck her silly since the moment I met her. But that particular bantha is in her pasture…" Shmi rolls her eyes at me and lets out an annoyed huff of air.
"The times she has come to your quarters has been her attempts to give you the Bantha as you so put it…she's even more inexperienced than I was with these matters when we first met." Shmi expresses in exasperated annoyance.
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