FecklesssPond
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War!
War erupted throughout the galaxy, from the bitter ends of the Outer Rim, to some of the closer Mid-Rim worlds. From the ploy to kill not only the once former Queen of Naboo, but also two Jedi Knights, the war being dubbed as, "The Clone Wars' bursted into the reality that every living soul within galaxy existed in. From that first scorching hot day, held in the arena on Genososis, the Senate and the newly formed Confederacy of Independent Systems have both been scrambling to mobilize forces all around the galaxy. Both sides pulling as many strings, and advantages, calling in as many favors as they can to gain control further and further.
In the most simple of ways, it was a mess.
And, Padmè Amidala shouldn't have been thinking on such, as she sat on the shore line of the small-ish vacation home, back on her native world of Naboo. The running waters brought a calm, almost sleep-inducing breeze past the brunette senator, as her eyes shut closed for A moment. She tried her best, with every mental fortitude to not think back on Genososis, and what had transpired: those deep claws slicing into her back and leaving mindfully large scars...But failed, quite a bit actually. After a moment or so acknowledging this, the brunette leaned back as far as the beach chair could provide, with her eyes squeezed shut. A deep, long, exhale forced out of her lungs, and the images flashing of that day, the busy chaotic office of the Senate the next all flushed from her mind.
After all, she was ordered a month of medical leave due to the injuries from that blasted day. Even explaining to the Chancellor that she was beyond well enough to continue her work, the order was still issued. So, here she was- back home. Demanded time off was never a thing that sat well with a work-a-holic like Padme. Even seated besides the chore, in a simple floral bathing suit, she still longed to return to the Senate and continue the aid to end this war before it spiraled too out of control. There was still time.
For now....
She was going to soak up some sun.
The floral top of the bathing suit was removed: to allow the upper half of her body to tan evenly; of course, she had the proper skin protection on to avoid burning. When Padme finally started to relax, eyes closed peacefully and the sun's warmth welcoming her, a hand brushed against her shoulders, gliding around. Jolting a little, her brown eyes peeled back open but to a quite the comfort of a person- that was to be expected with the woman she loved. Sabe, one of her closet Handmaidens from her time as Queen, but now one who still stays in touch. Many did, actually- even if Padme's time as Queen was over. The soft hand, lead back to the almost perfect reflection of Padme herself.
Was it weird that she loved a woman that looked so much like her?
Maybe...
"I figured you would be down here," Sabe smiled, pacing around and slowly straddling over the Senator's lap.
"I have to spend my time somehow, right?" Padme's voice just as soft. "And since its only us here, I thought it would be nice to be more relaxed, and unrestricted."
"I see," a notable glance was shot down to the senator's bare chest. "But, I think we should talk about your security detail.
"Oh?"
"I want to be appointed to your personal body-guard. The last time I left you in the hands of others, we saw what happened." It wasn't meant to be mean, or condemning in any way, but the senator's back showed proof of what happened. Sabe didn't blame her however; Padme had enemies, and it was to be expected that the Trade Federation didn't forget what happened ten years ago. Still, the mirror image of Padme was firm on her stance.
"It might put some eyes on us; someone might start thinking things." The Senator sighed.
"It doesn't matter. I am set on protecting you- and that's final." Without warning, her lips pressed forward into the Senator's, locking her into a kiss; while Sabe's right hand dived into the bottoms of Padme's swimwear: and properly grabbing onto the Senator's hidden cock. Her own lips smirked, feeling the phallus already starting to harden...
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Hello there!
If it is not too clear, the prompt here is about: an AU of sorts within he Star Wars Galaxy. Instead of being in love with Anakin, Padmè Amidala is in relationship with one of her former handmaidens: Sabè. Said former Handmaiden just also happens to be extremely close in physical appearance to the Senator, her self. While the duty and life style of the Queen and Her Handmaidens is very close naturally, there might be a taboo seen about them being together- so, in this AU, Padmè and Sabè keep things rather hushed- or try their best. Since this is an AU of sorts, we can alter a number of things! Maybe al the Clones are women/Futa. Maybe Ahsoka was part of the Order Earlier, and is 18 in this telling. All sorts of thoughts opened for this prompt!
A big focus though: Is the Secret Romance of Sabe and Padme, and how it progresses. Devoted to her beloved Senator, Sabe slowly takes more of a dominating control not only over the security detail of Senator Amidala, but also over Padme herself. Even as they get stuck into whackiness of the Clone Wars, (as the show Proves Padme sometimes gets into messes beyond her own good). Of course, Padme loves her back, and slowly falls into the more Submissive side of their dynamic.
For a possible partner: I am searching for someone, ideally open to write as Sabe. Devoted to Padme, and in their secret relationship. Always looking out for the Senator, and growing more dominating and controlling in the bedroom'. Might even lock Padme's cock up for protection too! If one really wishes to write as Padme, I might be open to discuss but I mainly looking for partners who wish to be Sabe. Also! Should be noted: I wrote this with the mindset, Padme is a Futa, but Sabe is not. I am open for them both being Futa though.
As for myself: Planning on writing as Padme, but could be persuaded to be Sabe. Also, very much into writing as others in the world, and sorta/pseudo GM Type duties.
Kinks:
War erupted throughout the galaxy, from the bitter ends of the Outer Rim, to some of the closer Mid-Rim worlds. From the ploy to kill not only the once former Queen of Naboo, but also two Jedi Knights, the war being dubbed as, "The Clone Wars' bursted into the reality that every living soul within galaxy existed in. From that first scorching hot day, held in the arena on Genososis, the Senate and the newly formed Confederacy of Independent Systems have both been scrambling to mobilize forces all around the galaxy. Both sides pulling as many strings, and advantages, calling in as many favors as they can to gain control further and further.
In the most simple of ways, it was a mess.
And, Padmè Amidala shouldn't have been thinking on such, as she sat on the shore line of the small-ish vacation home, back on her native world of Naboo. The running waters brought a calm, almost sleep-inducing breeze past the brunette senator, as her eyes shut closed for A moment. She tried her best, with every mental fortitude to not think back on Genososis, and what had transpired: those deep claws slicing into her back and leaving mindfully large scars...But failed, quite a bit actually. After a moment or so acknowledging this, the brunette leaned back as far as the beach chair could provide, with her eyes squeezed shut. A deep, long, exhale forced out of her lungs, and the images flashing of that day, the busy chaotic office of the Senate the next all flushed from her mind.
After all, she was ordered a month of medical leave due to the injuries from that blasted day. Even explaining to the Chancellor that she was beyond well enough to continue her work, the order was still issued. So, here she was- back home. Demanded time off was never a thing that sat well with a work-a-holic like Padme. Even seated besides the chore, in a simple floral bathing suit, she still longed to return to the Senate and continue the aid to end this war before it spiraled too out of control. There was still time.
For now....
She was going to soak up some sun.
The floral top of the bathing suit was removed: to allow the upper half of her body to tan evenly; of course, she had the proper skin protection on to avoid burning. When Padme finally started to relax, eyes closed peacefully and the sun's warmth welcoming her, a hand brushed against her shoulders, gliding around. Jolting a little, her brown eyes peeled back open but to a quite the comfort of a person- that was to be expected with the woman she loved. Sabe, one of her closet Handmaidens from her time as Queen, but now one who still stays in touch. Many did, actually- even if Padme's time as Queen was over. The soft hand, lead back to the almost perfect reflection of Padme herself.
Was it weird that she loved a woman that looked so much like her?
Maybe...
"I figured you would be down here," Sabe smiled, pacing around and slowly straddling over the Senator's lap.
"I have to spend my time somehow, right?" Padme's voice just as soft. "And since its only us here, I thought it would be nice to be more relaxed, and unrestricted."
"I see," a notable glance was shot down to the senator's bare chest. "But, I think we should talk about your security detail.
"Oh?"
"I want to be appointed to your personal body-guard. The last time I left you in the hands of others, we saw what happened." It wasn't meant to be mean, or condemning in any way, but the senator's back showed proof of what happened. Sabe didn't blame her however; Padme had enemies, and it was to be expected that the Trade Federation didn't forget what happened ten years ago. Still, the mirror image of Padme was firm on her stance.
"It might put some eyes on us; someone might start thinking things." The Senator sighed.
"It doesn't matter. I am set on protecting you- and that's final." Without warning, her lips pressed forward into the Senator's, locking her into a kiss; while Sabe's right hand dived into the bottoms of Padme's swimwear: and properly grabbing onto the Senator's hidden cock. Her own lips smirked, feeling the phallus already starting to harden...
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Hello there!
If it is not too clear, the prompt here is about: an AU of sorts within he Star Wars Galaxy. Instead of being in love with Anakin, Padmè Amidala is in relationship with one of her former handmaidens: Sabè. Said former Handmaiden just also happens to be extremely close in physical appearance to the Senator, her self. While the duty and life style of the Queen and Her Handmaidens is very close naturally, there might be a taboo seen about them being together- so, in this AU, Padmè and Sabè keep things rather hushed- or try their best. Since this is an AU of sorts, we can alter a number of things! Maybe al the Clones are women/Futa. Maybe Ahsoka was part of the Order Earlier, and is 18 in this telling. All sorts of thoughts opened for this prompt!
A big focus though: Is the Secret Romance of Sabe and Padme, and how it progresses. Devoted to her beloved Senator, Sabe slowly takes more of a dominating control not only over the security detail of Senator Amidala, but also over Padme herself. Even as they get stuck into whackiness of the Clone Wars, (as the show Proves Padme sometimes gets into messes beyond her own good). Of course, Padme loves her back, and slowly falls into the more Submissive side of their dynamic.
For a possible partner: I am searching for someone, ideally open to write as Sabe. Devoted to Padme, and in their secret relationship. Always looking out for the Senator, and growing more dominating and controlling in the bedroom'. Might even lock Padme's cock up for protection too! If one really wishes to write as Padme, I might be open to discuss but I mainly looking for partners who wish to be Sabe. Also! Should be noted: I wrote this with the mindset, Padme is a Futa, but Sabe is not. I am open for them both being Futa though.
As for myself: Planning on writing as Padme, but could be persuaded to be Sabe. Also, very much into writing as others in the world, and sorta/pseudo GM Type duties.
Kinks:
- General: Femdom/Futa-dom. Romance/Secret Romance. Some Wholesome stuff: hand holding, cuddling, hand holding, etc. Doggy Style. Under the table type stuff: Footises/footjobs. Edging. Cum being collected in contains. In universe rules and elements in play. One character caged and being fucked. Chastity cage- really want Padme to end up in one~ 3rd Person writing. Public Play/Risk of being seen in public. And open to more!
- CBT/Ballbusting: Open to all sorts. Just as long as there is no castration or blood, or ruining anything. But balls can be slapped, grabbed, squeezed, stepped on, used as a foot rest. leashed up, and so so much more!
- Orgasm Control/Denial: Prolonged Denial/edging, Ruined/Forced Orgasms. Caged Orgasms. Chastity cages for Futa characters. Sounding.
- Panties: I love panties. From them showing a little above the waist of pants and skirts, to wedgies, panties used as gags, stealing panties, cumming in panties, and so on!
- Bullying: Name calling, and playful insults. Wedgies in panties. Love the terms, "Slitty" referring to a cock in a cage, "Leaking" referring to pre-cum oozing out of a caged cock too.
- Hentai/Porn logic: Sillier things like, Cum being pushed back down a dick and it causing the balls to swell a little. And open to more!!!
- Blood/Gore/Vore. Musk/Bad-Body Smells. Dirty Body Parts. Hyper-sizes of any sort. In Terms of CBT-popping, or parament damage.1st Person writing. Poop/Piss/Bathroom Kinks/Diapers. Cuckolding. Low-effort messages like, "Hey, I'm interested"