"Master… I'm done!"
"You're finally done?!"
"Yes, Master! I've finished it!"
"Hahaha~! Oh thank God! I mean the Force!"
Asmodeus looked a little haggard as he came inside that hairy pussy for the thousandth time this month. Shmi was on her stomach on the tiny bed, making the final proof-reading of her book. Aside from Anakin, she felt like this was the greatest thing she had ever 'created'! Of course, as a Holonovel, it wasn't all words either. She even had pictures and short form videos inside.
"Master?" Shmi finally realized something was wrong as she looked back at that handsome face again. His long hair was messy, his golden eyes were a little bloodshot, his tomato skin was paler than before… Most importantly, there was a sense of extreme 'exhaustion' she could actually feel.
"Master… Are you okay?"
"Ah, I'm fine. Don't worry."
He yawned and stretched, patting her ass a little roughly as he got up off the bed. He wobbled a bit and tried to catch himself on the chair, but it actually broke!
"Master! You don't look okay!"
Shmi ignored her sore and numb legs. She climbed down off the bed and tried to pick Asmodeus' up off the ground but… It wasn't possible. If he normally weighed about 90 kilos, then now he was about 270!
"I need to rest. I can't do this shit anymore."
"I don't understand… What's wrong with you? Is it something I did?"
She actually started crying. Shmi couldn't help feeling a heart wrenching sense of guilt as she remembered the past month. When they started, she really did feel afraid. She though her 'long' life as a slave was finally going to end in a blaze of shame and obscenity! Just like all those other girls she watched get 'used up' and thrown away by their Masters.
But then something inside of her clicked. Something in the darkest recesses of her soul was released. She felt… Freedom. As if her 'chains' were broken… By that crimson lightsaber. The more she was bred like a massiff, the more powerful she felt! Even her body felt twenty years younger! At some point, she noticed her wrinkles and some of her older scars had faded.
"I'm sorry, Master. I don't know why you would make such a huge sacrifice for a lowly slave like me…"
Shmi pressed her sticky face against his sweaty chest and hugged his body on the floor. He didn't respond… She looked down and saw that even his cock was flaccid. Maybe for the longest time this entire month.
"Master…" She looked back up at his handsome face. Then she finally noticed something she subconsciously ignored. He was really… Young. His body was huge and muscular by human standards, but his face… It was almost like he was only a teenager. She reached up and caressed his smooth chin.
"I'm sorry."
She remembered something he said a while back. At the time, she was in unbearable pain and pleasure, so she didn't really care. As his girth tore open her tight asshole, he was using the Force to heal her wounds again.
"Force Healing isn't really that complicated or overpowered most of the time. You can either overdraw a person's own body to heal their wounds in an emergency, or sacrifice your own HP instead. That's probably why the Jedi don't use it though. Most of them probably never even knew it was possible."
She learned later that in his native dialect, 'HP' stands for hit-points or health-points, like in a hologame. Though it was still easy enough to guess through context if she wasn't being tied to a metal frame and fucked in the ass so hard. Why not wood? Where the hell did the Tuskens 'get' wood in the first place? Did they cut down one of the precious few trees just to make a rape-rack for some random woman?!
"Master… This isn't how the story was supposed to end…"
Shmi listened to his strong heartbeat and even breathing. She reached out towards the bed and struggled a bit, but the datapad really did fly into her hand!
"I… I can't believe it…"
Looking up at his sleeping face again, she decided to take a picture. Then she looked at the ending of the story and blushed a bit.
["Mom… Mom." The young woman looked down at her mother's exhausted face. There were many scars, her eyes could barely open, her hair was clumped together into a mess. That wretched body was drenched in her Master's 'love'.]
["Anny?" Shmi struggled to see the beautiful girl, barely able to form a coherent thought anymore. She continued, "Anny… Is it you?"]
["I'm here Mom…" Anny held her dying mother in her arms, tears in her eyes: "You're safe."]
["You look so pretty…" Shmi's sticky hand rubbed on her daughter's face as she kissed that filthy palm, "My daughter. Oh… My grown-up daughter… I'm so proud of you Anny."]
["I missed you." Anny's tears fell as she whispered to her smiling mother.]
["Now I am complete." Shmi caressed her daughter's chin a bit more, "I love…"]
["Stay with me Mom." Anny trembled and rubbed her mother's shoulder as she held the naked woman tightly. That scarred, vulgar body completely coated in a layer of slime that would seemingly never dry.]
["I love…" Shmi couldn't finish… Her head fell back and she let out a last, weak gasp of air as her daughter looked on in stupefaction. Anny closed her mother's sticky eyes and gritted her teeth. Those blue eyes filled no longer with tears and sadness, but only… Endless rage!]
"I know you said it was fine, Master, but why does it feel…" Shmi frowned as she read the ending again, "Incomplete?"
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