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.

“How I love all of those crazy little things you've said and done for me, You're the one for me…..
Now just turn and walk away, don't look back when I say goodbye paradise…”


Chapter XX


Martha caught up with Bonnie before she left the Jedi temple. Martha was more than hung over; she was seriously hurting from one end to the other. She hadn’t had any idea that the Force could be used in so many delicious ways. Her grin could not be hid as she said her goodbyes to Bonnie.

“So you ain’t comin’ back with us?” Martha asked, her hand lying on Bonnie’s shoulder.

Bonnie shuffled her feet as she replied. “Naw. I think that Renee would try to beat the shit outta me on the way home. Plus, my Jedi said he would help me find a place here.”

Martha tried to stifle the tears trying to well up in her eyes. “So that’s it, huh?”

“Yeah. That’s it. Anyway Obi-wan told me about a, oh what the fuck did he call it, oh yeah, a rebellion forming. I think me as a rebel would be a perfect fit.” Bonnie grinned and hugged Martha tightly. “Tell the girls I love ‘em. And tell Renee,” her words caught in her throat and tears started to stream down her face, “that I’m sorry.”

Sadly, Martha walked away but a smile crept across her face. She always knew Bonnie was a hardheaded woman with crazy impulses. Usually there was no way of talking her out of an idea once crept into her mind. Martha didn’t even try to get her to come home. She only hoped that Bonnie would not make this another in a string of bad decisions.

Vader paced around Renee’s room, watching her pack her belongings. He was not going to beg her to stay, but he could not bear the thought of her leaving. She did her best not to look at him, although she heard him growling in her mind. *You are MINE Renee.*

Sighing, she finally turned to face the extremely agitated Sith Lord. “I don’t belong here, baby. You know that. I’ve got a home and responsibilities to deal with.”

Spanning the distance between them, she circled her arms around his waist. “And this also gives you a safe place. Back on Earth with me. You’re more than welcome to come see me anytime.”

Clearing this throat, trying not to just throw her over his shoulder and take her away, he replied, “We still have tonight. The ship is not scheduled until tomorrow.”

“Oh yeah baby. We have tonight!” Renee playfully reached down and squeezed his ass with both hands, grinding her hips against his.


In her room of the castle, Kelly busied herself with packing as well. She was giddy as a schoolgirl with the thought of going away with the man she loved. Needa asked her not to say anything to Vader when he proposed to her last night. Although not entirely sure she would be allowed to travel with Needa, Kelly felt sure that if nothing else, Vader would let her go with him for a while.

As she closed the last bag, Kelly sighed and opened the door to her room. She saw Vader leaving Renee’s room and called out to him. “Can I speak to ya fer a minute?”

Vader turned and glared at Kelly. He was really in no mood for any more trouble, especially from one that caused her share while staying here. “Yes Kelly, what is it?”

Folding his arms across his chest, he waited for her to approach him. Kelly could tell he was agitated, so she tried to choose her words carefully. “Needa has asked me to go with him to his new post, at least until we can find a suitable home.”

Raising an eyebrow, Vader pondered the ramifications of letting a female go on an Imperial cruiser. It was against his better judgment, but he relented. “You may go.” Kelly almost crushed him she hugged him so hard. She ran off down the stairs to tell Needa.

Vader shook his head and slowly meandered down the stairs. His every thought was of how to keep his belle with him. She was his, Damnit! And no matter what her plans were, he was determined to persuade her to remain at his side.

Kelly damned near knocked Martha over as she ran by her. Coming to a screeching halt, she turned back and hugged Martha. “He’s letting me go!”

Puzzled, Martha asked, “Where the fuck are ya goin’? I already know ya goin’ crazy.”

Trying to calm herself, Kelly took a deep breath. “Vader said I could go with Needa!”

Martha took a step back; Kelly was so hyped up she was literally bouncing. “Well ain’t that nice,” she said sarcastically. Kelly was such a ball of energy, Martha just wanted to slap the shit out of her on principle, but she held herself back.

Ginning, Kelly bounded off, screeching something down the hallway as she went. Martha just shook her head and muttered to herself, “That girl ain’t got no sense at all.”

Noticing the door was open, Martha stopped by Renee’s room. “Hey girl! Waz up?”

Renee looked up at her, holding the pair of boots Bonnie gave her in her hands. Looking perplexed, Renee gazed at Martha. “Trying to get all packed up.”

Sneering at the boots, Renee tossed them in the corner. Martha snickered at her and Renee cut her a nasty look. “Ya really gonna leave?” Martha asked.

Plopping down on the bed, Renee sighed. “I guess so. I really need to get home. I know Nikki misses me.”

“Fuck the damn cat. You can have someone bring him here.” Martha snorted as she sat down beside Renee. “Plus, I know someone that would just luv it if you stayed here.”

Rolling her eyes, Renee hugged Martha. “Yeah, I know. He’s kinda pissed at me right now. But ya know I can’t just stay cooped up in this fuckin’ castle just waitin’ fer him to come home.”

Chuckling, Martha gave Renee a noogie. “Silly woman! I know you could find something to occupy your time. Plus, I think it would do you good to be with him. Ya’ll seem to get along wonderfully.”

Renee laughed loudly. “Only when we’re nekkid.”

“Whatever.” Martha rolled her eyes and chuckled. “I need to go pack. I know I ain’t stickin’ around.” Martha got up and started toward the door. “Ya seen Cindy? I was wondering if she had fun lat night.”

Shrugging her shoulders, Renee replied, “Naw. Ain’t seen her. Did ya’ll find some trouble to get into?”

Martha looked at her over the top of her glasses. “Yeah buddy! She went off with two more troopers. I figured that Vader had sent them.”

Renee shook her head. “He didn’t mention it to me, but we’ve been kinda busy lately.” A large grin crept upon her face.

Propping her arm on the doorframe, Martha said, “Yeah I heard. Ran into Bonnie last night. She told me all about it”

Renee’s jaw clenched at the sound of Bonnie’s name. She shook a finger in Martha’s face, her eyes full of fury. “Well, fuck her. I don’t give a shit about that bitch. I hope she gets fucked up the ass by a bantha.”

“What the fuck is a bantha, uh, never mind. I don’t wanna know.” Martha could tell she hit a raw nerve. “Well, I smacked her around too. She’s being stupid. Said she was gonna stay here with that Jedi dude.” Raising her eyebrows, Martha tried to gage Renee’s response.

“Really?” Renee hissed. “Well, that sheds a new light on all this. Might have to stick around just to beat her ass.” Renee’s eyes flashed amber.

“Alrighty then.” Martha paused and rolled her eyes. She knew she might have just started some shit of her own. “I gotta go pack. I’ll see ya at dinner?”

Renee turned back to her bags and said, “Yeah. See ya.”

Martha snickered as she walked to her room.

Grabbing her bags and throwing them across the room, Renee no longer kept her anger in check. She picked up a vase and slammed it against the wall. “Fuckin’ bitch! Thinks she’s gonna stay here. She’s gotta another thing commin’!”


In Vader’s study, he paused and looked up as he picked up on the emotions of his pissed off belle. Shaking his head, he went back to his plans for retribution. He contacted a bounty hunter and gave him explicit instructions to bring back Obi-wan and his female companion, alive and unharmed.

Martha peaked into the study and Vader smiled at her. “Is there something you need?”

Walking in and setting down in front of him, Martha took a deep breath and asked, “Did you send Cindy some friends last night?”

Vader looked surprised by this question. “No. Did she find some on her own?”

“Naw. She went off with a couple of troopers last night and no one has seen her since.” Martha shuffled in her seat, worry creeping onto her face.

Cocking his head, and looking away, he replied, “I’m sure she’s fine. Probably just a but tied up right now.” Vader grinned at Martha and she chuckled.

“Ya know, you are probably right. I gotta go get somethin’ to eat. Ya comin’?” Martha asked as she stood up, waving him to the door.

“That would be wonderful, my lady.” Vader extended his arm and escorted Martha to the dining room.

Cindy sobbed in her prison of a small chamber. Palpatine allowed her some freedoms; he no longer kept her tied onto the bed. He came to her several times in the past day, restraining her, having his way, and leaving her broken and crying. Sometimes he would appear as his younger self, the dashing and handsome dark haired, pale skin man. Those were the only times she did not cringe from his touch.

He seemed to take great pleasure in tormenting her mentally. When she was overcome and almost on the brink of climaxing, he would shift his physical persona and bring her passions to a screaming halt. It never seemed to stop him from pursuing his own pleasures, in fact it only heightened his satisfaction.

“When Vader finds out what you have done to me…” Her words trailed off, her spirit a mangled mess.

“He will do nothing, my child. You are now mine to do with as I please.” His face twisted into a cold malevolent sneer.

Renee sat down at the table and was joined shortly my Martha and Vader. She looked over Martha’s shoulder but did not see Cindy. Vader smiled at her as he filled up his plate and sat down next to her. *I figure she is tied up and quiet busy.*

Renee chuckled and tried to get into the small talk that Martha was spewing. For some reason, her thoughts here not on going home; they were on where she could find Bonnie. Vader placed his hand on her shoulder. “Don’t worry. All will be set right.”

Tossing her head to one side, her mouth agape, Renee was speechless. She knew she’d heard that phrase before, but her mind was muddled and she just couldn’t think straight. She stood up and walked away from the table. “I’m going upstairs,” she growled and promptly left the room.

Martha turned to Vader, who was scooting his chair back. “What’s crawled up her ass?”

Chuckling, Vader just shook his head and walked to the door. “I’ll find out. In the morning then?”

“Yeah. I’ll be packed and ready,” Martha replied, going back to shoveling food into her mouth.


Vader went upstairs to Renee’s room, but did not find her there. Searching out through the Force, he felt her anger and following it found her in a dark part of the castle. She was sitting in an old torture chamber holding a strap from the table in the center of the room. Vader raised his eyebrows, his tongue sticking out slightly as he regarded his apparently enraged belle. Her eyes were glowing amber and he felt this was the perfect time to tell her of his plan.

Moving to her, he grabbed her shoulders and looked into her golden eyes. “I have sent a bounty hunter to bring back Obi-wan and his bitch, alive.” Renee’s eyes went wide and she threw her arms around his neck, pulling him in for a searing kiss. Pulling away, she asked him with a gruff voice, “When?”

Vader smiled and replied, “As soon as he can. I am not exactly sure when ‘soon’ will be though.” Walking around the room, he ran his hands over the collection of whips and various devices in the room. A wicked twinkle sparkled in this eyes and he turned to look at Renee. “But while we are here, we might as well make use of a few of these things.”

Bonnie looked over her shoulder as she took Obi-wan’s hand and boarded the ship. The pause in her step and gloomy look on her face were noticed by Obi-wan. “Why so glum dear?”

“Fuck! I wish it hadn’t come to this.” Bonnie sat down in the flight chair beside Obi-wan and buckled herself in.

“Well, there’s no turning back now. Trust me, it is no longer safe for you to stay here.” Busying himself with take off procedures, he stopped to run his hand across her face. Bonnie rubbed against his hand and sighed deeply.

The ship took off and Obi-wan set the autopilot. “I know he’s looking for you, probably for both of us. The council is correct to send us away. It is for our safety.”

“I know, damnit. At least I get to take a ride through the stars with you.” Unbuckling her belt, Bonnie slid from the chair and stood beside him, placing one hand around his waist.


Vader paced around the table, his shirt off and clad only in thin breeches. Renee was strapped down, completely naked with her backside facing out. Feeling out with the Force, he stroked her pleasure centers and Renee trembled. Vader chuckled and walked beside her, running the end of a whip along her shoulders, down her back and between her legs. In a husky voice he growled, “Tell me, belle.”

“I am yours. Do with me what you will.” Her voice shook with excitement and she bit her lower lip in anticipation of what would come.

Smiling with satisfaction, he leaned over and ran his tongue over her soft shoulders then pulled away. Renee could hear him walking around her and she gasped when the first lash cracked out against the skin on her legs. The pain was so hot and so sweet. She bit down hard and moaned as he lashed out again, searing her pale flesh.

Feeling him lick her reddened skin, she sighed and then groaned as he sunk his teeth into her calf, gnawing his way up. Pulling against the restraints, she squirmed as he ran his tongue along her crease of her buttocks. Vader slid the butt of the whip between Renee’s legs and bit his lip when he pulled it back, seeing it was glistening with her sweet juices.

He tore off his pants and grasped the whip firmly, wanting to see her at his mercy, crying out for him. Bringing the whip down on her ass, he saw her quiver and noticed a trail of wetness running down her legs. He dropped the whip and bent down, savoring the juices he sucked from her long legs.

Vader stood up and pressed his hardness against her backside, groaning as he felt Renee throw her hips back. He reached down and played with her, running his fingers in and out as she moaned and wiggled against him. He placed a foot on the table and leaned against her, posed at her entrance. *You will stay.*

Renee shook her head and Vader growled, pulling her hair harshly. He moved up and down, sliding against her, teasing her until he got what he wanted. *You are MINE. You WILL stay.*

Breathless and at his complete mercy, Renee knew he was right. She could not leave him even if she wanted to. *I will stay, darlin’* Her was voice soft and sultry in his mind, full of promises and lust.

Vader thrust his hips forward and sheathed himself deep inside her. They both gasped at the intense feeling. Renee circled her hips as he pounded her, pulling out all the way and thrusting back in to the hilt. Fisting one hand in her hair, he trailed a finger down and slicked it with her own wetness before slowly pushing it into her tiny hole. The sensation was almost too much for Renee, and she thrashed about, an intense orgasm washing over her.

Keeping a firm grip on her hair and a finger inside her, he rode out her waves of contractions and almost succumbed to them, but he gritted his teeth and held back. As she slowed her wild bucking, Vader slowly pushed another finger inside her and was rewarded with a flush of her juices running down his legs.

Renee was riding each climax with increased excitement. Just when she thought he could not surprise her again, he did. She was at his mercy, and she loved every minute of it. She opened herself up to him and he did the same. Their energies melded together and they swam in the sensations of their combined pleasures.

Vader released her hair and held on tightly to her hip, leaning against her splayed body. The fury of his thrusts increased and he bit down hard on her shoulder as he felt his own orgasm quickly approaching. Renee screamed out as he wiggled his fingers and swelled inside her. They both felt a shattering deep inside and panted out as they arrived at a mutual destination.

Hot breath against her skin, fingers retreating, warm juices covering her legs, Renee’s senses were tapped out and she grunted her satisfaction. She felt him smile against her back and heard the click of the restraints releasing.

Dawn rose and found Renee and Vader lazily dozing in Renee’s room. The night’s escapades not only included the dark torture room, but also the dining room, kitchen, main staircase and her room. Though they were both too exhausted to notice the sun shining in the room, they couldn’t help but hear the loud banging on the door. Vader rolled over and was tempted to Force push the intruder away but Renee grabbed his hand. “It’s probably Martha,” she mumbled as she threw the cover off and sat up, trying to get her bearings.

Throwing a robe around her, she yawned and stumbled to the door. Martha stood in the doorway smiling. “So I hear ya’ll had a good time.”

“Yep.” Renee replied and looked over to Vader, covering his head with the sheet.

“You coming?” Martha asked, looking over her glasses.

Renee stretched and said, “Yeah. Give me a minute to find my clothes.”

Shutting the door, Renee turned to paw through her bags, trying to find a pair of jeans. She felt a pair of strong arms wrap around her waist and turned to see a half asleep Vader holding her. “Leaving?” He asked with a knowing smile on his face.

“Yeah. You gonna get dressed and come on down?” Renee teased and reached down to squeeze him between the legs.

Vader’s eyes flew open. “Do that again, and you won’t leave this room.”

Laughing, Renee patted him on the ass and turned, pulling on her jeans and a shirt. “Come on baby. Don’t wanna be late.”

They stood on the landing platform, Vader with his arm protectively around Renee, Martha handing her bags to the trooper. “I guess I’ll hear from you?” Martha asked as she hugged Renee.

“Yeah. Here take this.” Renee handed her a holoprojector. “I’ll let you know when I’m coming home.”

Vader glared at Martha with Renee’s last statement. Martha somehow knew he would not let Renee go, but she was willing to let her think so. “Alrighty darlin’. Want me to send Nikki back?”

Renee bounced at the thought and looked at Vader. Smiling and holding her closer he said, “That will be fine.”

Martha looked around and asked, “Where’s Cindy?”

Renee laughed, “Hell I don’t know. When I run into her, I’ll send her back home.”

“Take care babe. I’ll holler at ya!” Renee said as tears welled up in her eyes.

Martha waved and smiled as she boarded the ship. “May the Force be with ya’ll.”


FIN