As Kaitis was thinking, she heard a door open. Flinching slightly, she looked over to the right and saw a human woman. Long and thick brown hair, maybe in her thirties, dark brown eyes and wearing a brown, long-sleeved tune that reached down to her knees. Those lower legs and feet were bare, looking as tan as her face and hands.
"You're awake. I'm Shmi Skywalker."
"Eldra… Kaitis."
"You look like you're in good spirits." Shmi chuckled and made herself a glass of water. There were small bathrooms with sonic sinks and toilets in each of the cabins. Then there's a 'refresher' right across from their particular cabin, hence why they picked it. The refresher was just a bathroom with a toilet and a shower.
"I've been barely surviving in a cave on a desolate moon for the past year. No matter what comes next, it can't be worse than what I've already been through."
"Master Asmodeus isn't a monster." Shmi looked over at the beautiful Twi'lek's light-blue face again and smiled wryly, "I'm a little envious of you."
"Why?" Eldra looked down at those calves and feet, then back up at those child-bearing hips, plump breasts and that 'handsome' human face. Although she was obviously a lot older at first glance, she was still in really good shape and didn't have any obvious missing limbs. There was one thing though.
"You're Force Sensitive. You're jealous because you weren't accepted by the Jedi?"
"Maybe I would have felt that way before, but now…" Shmi took another sip of water and smiled, "I was captured by pirates when I was a small child. Beaten, tortured, humiliated, ridiculed… I had experienced so much suffering, but I believe the Force was testing me. Seeing whether I was worthy. Then I was given a son. My Anakin was accepted by the Jedi Order recently."
"How ironic. Your son became a Jedi and now you're enslaved by the Sith."
"I was enslaved by my own weakness." Shmi held out the empty cup in her hand and let go, but it didn't fall. Just hovered there, then floated up above her palm as she smiled gently at the startled Jedi.
"Now the Force has set me free."
"But you're still a slave." Eldra shook her head and sighed, looking down at her own palms. Her wrists were covered by the loose long sleeves of the gray tunic, but she felt as if she could see Beskar shackles.
"The first thing my Master did when he 'bought' me was remove the tracker chip from my body."
Shmi placed the glass of water on the counter and reached down. Eldra was startled when the woman suddenly pulled up the tunic and revealed those toned thighs, that furry brown muff and those terrible scars across her athletic abdomen. The woman placed her palm over her belly button and smiled, "It was a little poetic. This is where my life began. Where my shackles were embedded. Where my child was conceived. Where the Force set me free… And where my Master branded his first mark on me."
"His 'first' mark. He's branded you in other places since then?" Kaitis frowned as she saw the woman take off that tunic completely. Placing it on the counter calmly as her entire body was proudly revealed.
That left nipple was obviously still missing. But there were fresh bite marks around it. The right breast was a little purplish and bruised from a hand grasping it a little too hard. A lot of hand-marks, either red, purple or black existed across her body. On her legs, her arms, neck, waist, along with some bites on her shoulders. Shmi even turned around to show the recently spanked ass that was still red.
"Every day, my Master works hard to heal my old scars and replace them with his own marks."
"That's deranged. He's just torturing you."
"Real torture doesn't feel so good." Shmi chuckled and reached down, gently massaging Eldra's left nub. The muscles were tense and knotted. It hurt at first and felt uncomfortable, but then a surge of pleasure came like electricity up her spine. Those soft hands weren't callused anymore. Not after being 'moisturized' so thoroughly for over a month.
"Real torture… I think you already understand that feeling quite clearly. Otherwise my Master wouldn't have heard your desperate plea from so far away."
"I'm sorry…" Eldra struggled not to moan. Then noticed that the woman stopped. Then her legless body was lifted up like a baby and carried over to the semi-circular couch behind the round table.
"You don't have to do this, Shmi."
"Call me… Mom."
"Mom?" Eldra was stunned and suddenly her arms were in the air and her tunic was already on the table.
"Yes, Daughter. I know you Jedi aren't allowed to have 'attachments'. You never had a real mother's love before."
"I don't think this kind of motherly love is legal on Coruscant." Eldra moaned as she looked down at those dangling breasts. Shmi's fingers and palms were roughly massaging her other upper-thigh nub. Working out all the kinks and knots very thoroughly. Almost professionally. Eldra couldn't help thinking about Kikha and Daesha again.
"We're not on Coruscant. And we don't care about laws."
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