Southern Stars

TITLE: Southern Stars
AUTHOR: Schmootika
RATING: NC-17
SUMMARY: A southern fried story of a group of girlfriends traveling to visit their favorite Sith Lord.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own anything in the Star Wars universe. I make no money from the stories I write. If I did own it, I’d have a naked Sith Lord with me right now and would not be writing this story.


“Perfect love, perfect sin, there is no prefect anything….”


Chapter XVII


Bonnie sat in the bazaar at a cozy café waiting for a certain Jedi to meet up with her. She had done quite a bit of shopping and many packages lay at her feet. A stunning pair of thigh high black boots was her first purchase, in Renee’s size. Knowing that her friend need a distraction with all the mental bullshit she was putting herself through, she thought she should buy her something. Sipping on a cup of interesting tea and smoking a much-needed cigarette, she almost spit across the table when she saw Martha and Cindy approach.

“What are ya’ll doin’ out here?” Bonnie asked as she snuffed out her smoke.

Martha gleamed at Bonnie and held up two handfuls of packages. “Just spendin’ some of the ‘boyfriend’s’ money.”

Cindy cackled behind her. She was similarly laden with goodies. “Yeah and we wanted to pick up some pretties for our fun this evening.”

Bonnie looked at them with a slightly worried look on her face. “And what do ya’ll plan on doin’ tonight?”

“Oh, just causin’ some trouble,” Martha replied with a big toothy grin.

Bonnie shook her head and sighed. “Haven’t you caused enough trouble lately?”

“Oh hell naw! I figure there is more than one bar in this town and we’re gonna find all of ‘em. Or pass out tryin’!” Martha snorted, obliviously humoring herself.

Rolling her eyes, Bonnie replied, “Well, ya’ll probably need to be getting’ back so ya’ll can get all prettied.”

“Tryin’ to get rid of us?” Cindy asked as she put her packages down and plopped into the chair beside Bonnie.

“Well, yeah. I’m waitin’ on a friend.” Bonnie replied, waving her hand in Cindy’s face. “And I don’t mean to be rude, but ya’ll need to get the fuck outta here.”

Martha laughed and tapped Cindy on the shoulder. “We do need to get goin’.” Turning to face Bonnie, she leaned in and whispered to her friend. “And tell the fine little Jedi I says hi.”

Bonnie grinned widely and grabbed Martha’s hand. Giving her the box with the boots, Bonnie said, “Oh, will you give this to Renee. I think she’ll like ‘em. And the ‘boyfriend’ probably will too.”

“No problem darlin’. See ya back at the ranch.” Martha winked and hustled Cindy out of her chair. The crazy duo waved to Bonnie as they piled into a taxi.

Bonnie breathed a sigh of relief as she watched them leave. It’s not that she didn’t enjoy their company; she just didn’t want any shit about meeting up with Obi-Wan. Waving down the waitress, she ordered another cup of tea.

Renee wandered from Vader’s mediation room happily contented and thoroughly exhausted. She decided a nap was in order, especially since she intended to make tonight a very memorable one. Chuckling to herself, the visions of tonight’s activities flashing though her mind, she causally went up the stairs and turned to open her door when Kelly came down the hallway.

“Hey, are you ok?” Kelly asked as she hugged Renee.

A grin as big as Texas came over Renee’s face. “I am more than ok, sweetie. I am fuckin’ fantastic!”

Kelly raised her eyebrows and looked sideways at her. “Riight. I take it you’ve had a big time then.”

“Oh hell yeah! And I do believe that tonight’s gonna be the most fun yet.” Renee replied with a giddy tone.

“Well, I have news,” Kelly said as she bit her lower lip, her eyes glowing.

Renee put her hands on her hips and raising an eyebrow asked, “What news?”

Kelly smiled. “Needa asked me to stay with him, and I said yes.”

“No shit! Where are ya’ll gonna stay?” Renee quizzed her, not sure if they planned to stay at the castle. She knew that Vader would not allow it; Needa was only there, was only alive, at Kelly’s request.

“He put in for a transfer to the outer rim. I am gonna ask Vader if he will let me go with him.” Kelly shuffled her feet at that statement. Knowing she was already on thin ice with him, she hoped Vader would allow her to go.

“I’m sure he’ll let ya. But you never do know. He can be quite hot headed.” Renee smirked, teasing her friend but all the while knowing that she had a snowballs’ chance in hell of Vader letting her go.

Kelly opened her mouth to respond but was drowned out but the screeches of Martha and Cindy as they arrived, hauling their packages.

“Hey chick! I got somethin’ fer ya.” Martha said, waving a box at Renee.

Cindy had one of the house staff take their packages up stairs and followed just to make sure they put them in the correct rooms. She waved and blew at kiss at Renee as she passed.

Martha handed Renee the box and said, “Bonnie got this fer ya. She wanted me to tell ya she enjoyed spendin’ the ‘boyfriend’s’ money.”

Renee shook her head as she grabbed the box from a grinning Martha.

“Thanks babe. I’m gonna go get a nap. I’ve had a long day already.” Renee yawned and hugged Martha before disappearing into her room.

Plopping down on the bed, Renee opened the box and squealed with delight. Bonnie knew just what she needed and she promptly put the long black boots on. The heels were maybe 4” and the boots climbed all the way up her leg just past her knees. Strutting around the bedroom, she stuck a pose in front of the mirror. ‘This will work just fine fer tonight,’ she thought to herself as she sat back down on the bed and removed her boots, placing them beside the bed.

As soon as her head hit the pillow, she was out like a light.


Bonnie sighed and looked at her watch. It was almost five and she started to wonder if Obi-Wan was going to show up. As she sipped the last of her third cup of tea, she heard a familiar voice behind her. “Hello ma’am. Is this seat taken?”

Obi-Wan’s eye twinkled with mischievousness as he took the seat beside her. “Well, hi there stranger. I was beginin’ to thank ya stood me up.” Bonnie grinned at him and leaned in close.

“I would not want to keep a lady waiting.” He smiled back at her and pulled away.

She could tell by his demeanor that public displays of affection, unless he was fucked up as a rat, were not his thing. The cool Jedi façade was in control. Bonnie winked and stretched her small foot out, rubbing his inner thigh. “So, my dear, what do ya have planned fer this evein’?”

Obi-wan stifled a moan but Bonnie could tell she got to him. He grabbed her foot and held it as he said, “I was hoping you had something in mind.”

“Yeah I do, but it might be a bit risky. Are you up to it dear?” Her gaze was smoldering and he found it quite hard to resist her charms.

“I am more than willing to follow you, ma’am.” Obi-Wan was reasonably sure he knew what she was up to, but the only thoughts in his mind were of getting her clothes off.

Bonnie jumped up from the table and held out her hand. “First we need to drop these packages off.”

“Yes ma’am.” He replied, taking hold of several bags.

Bonnie skirted across the bazaar with Obi-Wan in tow. They made it to a delivery service where she instructed the Rodian where to drop off her packages. With that done, she spun around and grabbed Obi-Wan’s arm. “Let’s go get something to eat. I’m starved.”

Martha and Cindy got dressed to the nines. They met up in the hallway outside of their rooms and admired each other’s outfits before turning to leave. As Cindy passed Kelly’s room, she snorted and turned her eyes away. Martha looked at her with a grimace on her face. “Ya ain’t gonna let it go, are ya?”

Cindy gave an exasperated sigh. “I’m just still pissed. I’ll get over it eventually.”

Making their way down the stairs, they came across Vader giving instructions to one of his troopers. Vader looked up and flashed them a smile. “Off for fun tonight, ladies?”

“Yep. Only got a few days left here, gonna enjoy it while we can,” Martha replied as she went over and hugged him.

Raising an eyebrow, Vader looked at Cindy. “And I still owe you something. When do you wish to collect?”

Cindy giggled and looked down at her feet. “Maybe tomorrow. I’m gonna try to find my own trouble tonight.”

Vader nodded. “Very well. Just let me know.”

Snickering to himself as he watched the girls giggle and walk off, Vader shook his head. He looked up the stairs and sighed deeply, a different smile curling his lips. *Are you ready for me, belle?*

*Not yet baby,* came Renee’s reply.

Renee scurried around getting everything prepared. She had a set of silk scarves that she looked at with delight then the realization dawned on her that she would need something stronger. Running over to her bag, she pulled out a set of foam padded patient restraints. “Oh hell yeah!” she murmured as she buckled them to the headboard. Standing back at the foot of the bed, she looked around to make sure everything was set up. Whiskey on the table by the bed, different flavors of lube beside it, leather whip tucked under the mattress within arms reach, and candles setting a beautiful glow to the room.

Please with the arrangement, she pathed to Vader. *Wanna come on up baby?*

No sooner had she sent the words to him, the door to her room swung open and Vader strode in. He was a lovely vision, all done up in his dark leather tabards, black pants, shirt and boots, with his robe billowing behind him. Walking straight to Renee, he swept her up in his arms and kissed her passionately. His mouth was demanding, his kisses searing. Renee moaned at the swift contact, feeling his need pressing against her.

Tearing herself away from his hungry kiss, she stood at arms length and took a good long look at him. She smiled sweetly and ran her fingers though his hair. Leaning in, she looked up into his eyes and growled, “Undress, baby.”

Vader chuckled at her. She had a tone that told him it was more of a command than a request and he was willing to let her have her way, for now. Stepping back, his gaze locked on hers, he let his robe fall to the floor and pool around his feet. He reached behind him and undid his belt and tabards, letting the belt tumble to the floor and flinging the leather across the room. Renee licked her lips as she watched him slowly remove his shirt; first one firmly sculpted shoulder came into view, then the other.

When he was dressed in only his pants and boots, Renee lunged at him, pushing him onto the bed. Vader gasped at her aggressiveness but he enjoyed it. Kneeling down at his feet, she unbuckled his boots and slid them off his feet. Vader looked down on her, his belle an image in black leather. She left her hair in rough tussles, her long bangs hanging in front of her face, her newly acquired boots accentuating her already long legs, and the black bustier pushing her full breasts up, begging to be nibbled on.

Vader could not help but be intrigued and enamored by this lovely creature kneeling in front of him. Renee extended her hand and helped him back up on his feet. Standing behind him, she pressed her breasts against his back, smiling at the sigh that escaped his lips. She reached around and untied his pants, sliding them down his hips, running her hands over the exposed flesh and moaning against his shoulder. Her hands remained on him as she rocked her body against his, swaying her hips against his backside.

“On the bed, darlin’,” Renee said, biting him gently on the shoulder.

Vader raised an eyebrow at her as he noticed the restraints attached to the bed. “And what are these for?”

Chuckling, Renee replied, “You’ll soon find out. Lie on your back and hold out your arms.”

Vader’s smile widened as he did as he was told. Renee crawled over him, hanging her breasts in his face as she reached over and secured his hands. He could not resist flicking his tongue over her already hardened nipples. Sliding back down his body, she sat between his legs and admired her handiwork. Damnit he looked good! And completely at her mercy. Vader chuckled at her thoughts.

Renee cut him a nasty look and waved her finger in front of his face. “No Force tricks, well, except for those I ask you to do. Ok?”

Vader cocked his head to the side, his smile widening. “Yes my belle.”

She could hardly stand herself. This man was so willing and laid out for her. Sliding off the bed, she paced around it as the ideas popped into her head. Vader laughed at her as he saw the line of thoughts streaming from her. Turning abruptly, she looked at him with a grimace on her face and sauntered over to the table by the bed, grabbing the whiskey.

“I think I could use a drink,” Renee said, biting her lower lip. “And for this, I will need your help. Ya think you can hold this bottle right here, over your chest and pour when you are told to?”

Vader’s eyes went wide and he nodded his reply. Renee settled herself between his legs and held the bottle up over his chest. As Vader held onto the bottle with the Force, she nuzzled against his stomach, placing light nips on the firm, sun kissed skin she found there. Renee flicked her tongue over his belly and looked up at him, nodding her head. Vader slowly poured the pungent brown liquid over his chest, wiggling slightly as it trailed down to his stomach. Renee eagerly lapped up all the whiskey and moved lower, grabbing his erect member. Vader groaned at the contact, shutting his eyes tight.

Placing her hands on his hips, she moved him so his body was slanted toward her and nodded her head again. She watched with great delight as he writhed, the liquid running down his frame. Putting him in her mouth, he gasped as the liquid made its way down his member. The sight of him, fully restrained, mouth open, eyes slightly closed; made her ache and she moved hand between her legs. Slurping the whiskey from his member, she let him fall from her lips, moving up to lick the remainder from his body.

He groaned as she slowly licked and sucked his flesh. Renee grabbed the bottle and, sitting back on his thighs, took a big swig. Her eyes were dark with lust and she could feel the tension building in him. Chuckling, she sat the bottle on the table and made her way back to capture his mouth in a kiss. Their tongues stroked against each other, full lips rubbing and caressing, her hands threading in his hair.

*Let me go.* Vader commanded, catching her lower lip between his teeth.

Renee broke their kiss and looked sternly at him. “Naw baby. I have more in mind fer you.”

Vader growled at her and turned his head, trying to keep himself in control. He did not hear Renee grab the whip from the mattress. She slid off him and stood beside the bed, smacking the whip in her hand. Vader looked at her and shook his head. Renee’s eyes flashed amber as she uncoiled the whip and cracked it loudly. “I thought you liked pain, baby?”

Biting his lower lip, Vader glared at her. *I do.*

Renee smiled wickedly as she gave the whip a loud crack.

Bonnie checked the hallways of the castle as she led Obi-Wan down the winding corridors to the “pleasure” room. He felt slight apprehensive at being in Vader’s castle, but Bonnie was very persistent.

As she opened the door, Obi-Wan gasped at the layout. His eyes twinkled as he walked across the room and ran his hands over the interesting devices. Leaning against a table that was slightly tilted so one could stand as they were restrained, he asked, “Who shall get to use these, ma’am?”

Bonnie giggled and threw her arms around his neck. “You do my dear.” She kissed him deeply, marveling in the strength of his tongue as it caressed hers.

Pulling away from his soft lips, Bonnie grinned and patted the table. “Hop on baby.”

Raising his eyebrows, his aquamarine eyes sparkling, Obi-wan replied, “You first ma’am.”

He quickly grabbed her and had her clothes off before she could think. This was a turning of the tables Bonnie had not expected. As he latched her wrists and ankles to the table, he threw his clothes off, tossing them on the floor.

Grinning widely, he looked around the room. His eyes fell on a small paddle. Grabbing the paddle off the wall, Bonnie shook her head as he approached her.

Obi-Wan leaned over Bonnie and licked across her lips, a large smile coloring his face.
Leaning over her, he kissed her neck and nibbled lightly as the first smack rang out. Bonnie cried out but he moved his hand over the now reddened flesh on her thigh and rubbed. Feeling a mingling of pain and pleasure, she moaned as her legs shook.

Moving lower on her body, he captured one of her nipples and sucked gently as his hand rose and he smacked her again. This time she groaned and pressed herself into his eager mouth. Obi-wan ran his hard member against her hip and Bonnie’s now sensitive flesh quivered against him. Dropping the paddle, he took her head in his hands and gazed deeply into her darkened eyes. “I think you need something else, ma’am.”

Tracing circles on her skin as he bent down, Obi-wan blew hot breath on her wet mound. Bonnie’s hips arched off the table and he ran his tongue over her outer folds. Straining against her restraints, she tried to break free but was held firmly. Obi-wan took his time, listening to her impassioned moans and groans as he plunged his tongue deep inside her. His hands and fingertips worked over the tender flesh on her hips while his tongue worked its magic.

Bonnie felt her climax approaching and whimpered as Obi-wan withdrew from her. Grabbing her hair roughly, he plunged his tongue into her mouth at the same time he thrust deep inside her. Her moans were drowned out by his as they gyrated together. Feeling his thick member pistoning inside her, Bonnie’s eyes rolled back in her head.
Obi-wan knew he was close as well, and pulled her hair hard as he felt himself going over the edge. Grunting against him, Bonnie’s muscles clenched as they both came, hard and fast.

Obi-wan laid his head on her chest, panting and smiling. Licking a path to her lips, he said, “That was fun, my love.”

Bonnie looked at him and grinned. “If you let me down, I’ll show ya real fun.”

Renee ran the end of the whip over Vader’s quivering thighs, delighting in the gasps from him. She turned her back to him and in a quick movement, lashed his thigh. Vader hissed and moaned, arching his back and lifting his hips. This only served to encourage Renee and she stalked around the bed, watching him squirm. She smacked him again, on the other side this time and saw his hard member twitch, precum oozing from it. Her eyes glowing with delight, she leaned in and licked his essence from him. Vader pushed his hips up, trying to get more of him in her warm, wet mouth, but she retreated and glared at him.

“You want more?” Renee asked, knowing his answer.

Through clenched teeth he replied, “Yes.”

She lashed at his thighs again and Vader howled with a mixture of pain and delight. Renee leaned over him and kissed him, letting her hands run down his legs. Vader moaned as her fingers traced over the red whelps. A wicked grin came over her face and she grabbed a handful of his hair and pulled it sharply while running the whip over his stomach. She wrapped his jerking member in the leather and tugged slightly. Vader damned near lost his mind at the pressure. Renee bent down and licked his wounds as she pulled on the whip. His moans became louder and it only served to make her all the wetter. Sliding the whip from him, he grunted his disapproval.

Trailing the whip over his body, he squirmed, his eyes wide as he wondered where she would lash out next. Standing back, she raised the whip once more and lashed his legs. Renee could not stand this much longer, the image of him bucking against thin air when he should be inside her was all she could take. Dropping the whip, she leaned in and ran her lips across the red marks on his hips. Moaning as she moved to place her legs on either side of him, Renee leaned in and licked his lips. “You want me, baby?”

Vader’s breathing was hard and his eyes shone a golden hue. “YES!”

Renee cackled and opened her legs wide, grabbing him and running the tip across her dripping wetness. Arching his hips off the bed, he felt her put in just a few inches. Moaning, Renee placed her hands on his chest, then rocked her hips back and sheathed him deep inside her. Gasps and grunts soon filled the room as they rode each other to a blinding climax. Renee raked her nails over his chest, leaving more marks on him and causing him to hiss as he thrust hard inside her. They cried out each other’s names as they came together.

As Renee lay gasping on his sweat slicked chest, Vader broke his bonds and reached down to stroke her hair. A contented sigh came from Renee and she nuzzled against him, placing sweet kisses on his skin. Vader suddenly sat upright and then went rigid in her arms. Startled, Renee asked, “What’s wrong?”

Anger began to swirl around Vader and Renee gasped as she experienced his emotions. Vader’s jaw set and he scooted from under her. “He’s here.”